I ended the life of 10 painstakingly grown nails of mine.
In just a short span of 3 weeks 3 days, they are swiftly reduced down to the quick.
hallelujah, may god give you guys a chance for revival.

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Havent been utilizing my camera for the past weeks. so just some nice food to share =)

I hate blogspot. Or is it just me. I have no idea how the arrangement of these photos would turn out to be. But oh well, went for a pig-out session with Xiwen a few weeks ago. We had Waraku's Curry cheese prawn soba and some chicken miso soup. After which we had icecream for dessert!! I love huge icecream, like this. And i cant remember why i hated green tea so much when i was in secondary school-i simply dig it now, be it green tea icecream, green tea candies, green tea donuts......

Anyway i am also in love with Mr Bean's icecream recently. ohh and i love the moon-shape green tea cookie from Mr Bean's too. Seriously, they should consider taking up more franchise..
yumyum.
If you realised i havent been posting my pics for quite awhile, its because i have turned into a pig-like human recently after all the icecream and binging sessions.


Did you guys realised i am bad bad bad in my grammar? Took a grammar test for 203 today ( apparently ms hegwig realised it was a torture to mark our grammar-grossed-out assignment) and i was stunned at how uncertain i felt each and every time i penned down my answer. And i recalled how i struggled teaching my tuition kid english:adverbs,noun,subject,object.. It was till today that i found out that my batch wasnt given proper grammar lessons in primary school!! grr so dont blame me for my pool of grammatical errors.. yar yar so what if i am from mass comm?? cannot be poor in englis mehhhhhh. tmd

haha and do you know procrastination makes you poorer, less healthy and the most deadly of all- FATTER. i shall stop procrastinating and head to bed the moment i dot the fullstop.

what a post. tot irrelevance. no link no sense no transitions.
thats how my icecream-choked brain is functioning now. bye

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Yawns.
I am once again sitting on the floor using my laptop. The only light comes from the screen itself. Glaring.
This is not a long term solution yar?? I mean seriously i do have work to do, and more to come. tell me what too dooo..
lemme think :

1) chase my sister out of the house. Its good for the both of us. She has her boyfriend; i have my room. cool~
2) set apart my mom's room. My mom suggested that. But knowing her, the time for her suggestion to realise take about. err, 3 -6 years.
3) get myself proper internet access.
4)bloodie shift out myself.

oh wells, 1 is highly unlikely. 2 is likely but in the far future,3 is good, hmmm.. and 4 is fine, just that i dont have a place to shift to.

I shall get married soon =)

had a nice weekend ,like finally.
and ate like never before : A mr bean icecream ( I SUPER LOVE THIS), popiah, peanut ice kachang, eggtart, seafood platter for 3 ( of course i shared that w him) and then hito's icecream to end the day.
and suffered from excruciating stomach pain for the night.

Xiwen, if you see this, try hito's icecream instead of azabusabo's! cheaper and as tasty and huge. yummyumm. i think hito is the correct spelling, you should know la huh. you know food better than me =P

Its really not going away

I am trying to recall how it is like last-last semester: the workload, the never-ending avalanche of assigments, camping till 6am in the MMC room with jt and geok and many more.. And i wonder how the hell i got thru everything.

Why do i feel the intense pressure now, when it is only the third week, when everything is still slack and going slow, when it is only the beginning??

I can see unpromising days looming ahead, so inevitable, so helpless, so threatening, so so.....
And i so very welcome any form of transient emancipation, be it just a few seconds, because seriously, i am desperate for it.

I miss how i enjoyed school even though things were tough. I miss how stressful it felt but i never thought of giving up. I miss how things got screwed up but i still pushed on in life.

I am living in constant fear everyday.
I pray for the courage to face yet another tomorrow.

god, please save me.

hello sunday~
okay i promised myself i will be fine by tomr ( meaning sunday/meaning now), so i will try as much as i can not to be melancholic in this post.

oh but just to clarify myself..

i did not quarrel with cj.
i very much think that i am just pms-ing.
so.. yup.

i shall hide myself behind a veil of bubblyhappiness.

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i discovered a game in my handphone today- TETRIS aka brick game! how melancholic!! That was the very first game i got addicted to in primary school, followed shortly by SUPER MARIO. I miss the fried rice game in my nokia handset toos. that was a game that could keep me occupied for monthsss.. never ending. just gotta sell fried rice and earn money to build bigger stall in better location with more customers.

haha i am so happy !

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bleh, i really cant do that.
to force and crack a smile when i am sinking knee-deep in shit.
it already sapped all my energy to force those tears right in;
a smile as simple as it is is too demanding for what is left of me.


and then you said its all in the mind.
how uber easy and convenient for you to say that.


my heart almost the bloodie cracked.

whats wrong with me

And its finally saturday. A day i have been looking forward to all week long.
Woke up early for a morning jog and waited in anticipation for the release of endorphine.
I waited and i am still waiting.

And yet i still find tears rolling down my already drenched cheeks.
c'mon, tell me whats wrong?

school life is mundane.
wake up, prep, bus-train-bus, lect/tut, hi&bye, bus-train-bus, home.
But i reckon that to be more interesting than my weekends.
wake up, eat, stare at com, eat, stare some more, sleep.

gradient = 1 kinda life.
Its tiring somehow.

i hope there's this thing called post-pms.
Because i can no longer attribute my downthedung mood to pms itself.
i dont know...
I mean seriously, i dont even know 3/4 of the time why and what i am upset over.

or Perhaps i do.
But the cause is often unjustifiable.

i am really craving

TIRAMISU

CHEESECAKE, preferably oreo cheesecake. I love those from SWISSBAKE

Coffeeclubs MUDPIE. its humongous.

REAL SINS. Fried mars bar from chippy.

Gelare's waffle. i can make do with canteen2's too.

They are my fav food. and i heart swenson's apple crumble w icecream dessert toos.
I need them badly now.

schOOL

School tantamounts to lonesome.
And i dislike breaks and lunches.
if only he is still in school/things will be easier for me.
at the very least, his presence can bring some comfort.
IT IS IMPERATIVE FOR ME TO FIND A LUNCHTIME PARTNER.

Am i supposed to write that?
gotta pratice self-censorship from this point to safeguard some s0-called privacy.
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anyways i survived my week2 day1.

went for the much dreaded 203ed -newspaper writing and reporting.
we gotta introduced ourselves and talked about our accomplishments thus far and each and everyone of the year2 started enthusing about what they havewritten for the chronicles, the tribunes, what intern at SPH and whatever.

and me?

a year3 student. no accomplishment thus far. fuck

I mean hey! The year 2s are taking it as a PE, meaning they have chosen it because they have the PASSION AND INTEREST for writting/they simplylovewriting/and they wanna be a good reporter/whatever.

BUTTT i dont get to choose. for goodness sake i cant write for nutts thats why i am in PPC not journ. so why do i still needa take that course and compete helplessly with a bunch of journalists-t0-be??

why why why. somebody please, please just tell me why!

Theres only one happy thing for me since school reopened.
*drumrolll*

I found the best EYELINER on earth. serious
it doesnt smudge!!! no matter how long/humid the day is, the eyeliner stays resolutely on my lids!
Presenting to you! majolica majorca's LEO AUTOMATIC LINER. diggggging it!
(not available in singapore=X)

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I woke up this morning to catch my dad's conversation on the phone, in hokkien.
Apparently he was doing his daily searches for mahjong khakis.
The translated version of the conversatn went like this:

Dad: both of them are like that
what i assume the fuckehead said: they dont like us to play at your place.
Dad: the elder sis is like that . the younger one also like that. they will just slam the door harder. nothing much
what i assume the fuckhead said: then you still want us to go your place to play?
Dad: just dont care about them.

Pls la fuckhead, i was already darn obvious last nite.
But if you are too fuck-headed to realise that, i can make it easier for you to comprehend later.


Honesty, i dislike my dad. and i dont care whatever filial piety means. half of that is enough for me.

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i am having second thought on staying at home now.

FUCK off you bloodie people that come my house for mahjong every fortnight.
FUCK YOU you jobless freak. get a life! Do sth! fucking free-rider.
FUCK the mahjong tiles.

fuck it.

after 8 months of gradual dilution...

Finally back to attend real lectures after nearly 8 months. facing both excitment cum anticipation-finally i can utilise/overwork my rusty brain again. but yes, rusty. Will i be able to cope?

Went through the insanity of dropping and adding modules for the past few days and FINALLY my timetable is more or less settled. No 830 nor 930 lectures (yayys!), meaning i can actually try staying at home this semester. the only bitch is, my family sleeps at 1030pm everyday. and with that, i cant sleep much later either ( dont ask me why)

I further made up my mind when i went to visit dorothy's room yesterday. it was like stepping into some.... aye i dont know, but past memories of hall5 just kinda nauseate me atad.

whatever.

anyways i was at his sis's place the weekend. she is selling fanciful brastraps online and needed a shoulder to display them. haha.

hahas. =x the bra straps are really pretty nice. and i had free dinner~ hehes=)

anyways i finally bought my hp after like forever!
thanks to national day promo- no registration fee, free sim card, 42 off selected handset plus another 30 off all handsets-- ended up i only paid like 26 bucks for a new phone . cool.
will let ya guys noe my no. soon

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[god save me from pms]

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i wonder why some people can spend 90% of their time sleeping;
and the remaining 10% with their boyfriends.

2nd class friends, you call them.

why must i be fat?!

a conversation between me and cj on starhub online sms.

+65xxxxxxxx: You not going for run?
liyi: i still see the sun.and actually i am just very lazy and very hungry
+6xxxxxxxx: Drink some milk and off you go.. Faster you go.. Earlier you can meet me
liyi: URGH! fuck it. why must i BE FAT
+65xxxxxxxx: I like a fat liyi


LOLS!

are you sure you want a girlfren like this?!

POOF! off for a jog. damn it.

random/

i have been having the same set of dreams since i came back from the exchange- same people same story but diff settings. And strangely, amongst the 1001 dreams i have every night, they are the only ones that i could remember vividly the next morning. its darn weird and illogical.

just e 3 of us - me, cj and GUESS WHO?! its mr mustaffa. hahas
shall not go too detailed into the dreams. i dont want a Sigmund Freud to come analyse them.

yippie some photos to share -

some photos we took at sentosa. nothing much.

anyway i requested to take a picture with cj's fren at the convo. he looks
like the south park character right?! so cuute!

the one at the extreme right!!

okay i am darn bored. pardon me.