The scene is in a warmly lited room. A faint light is flickering from the muted televsion set. A tired girl drapped in ragged clothes that reads "shut up bitch" sits in front of the computer and types furiously, suddenly strucked by inspiration.

Tired girl: Oh i am CURSED!!! First day back at training and it RAINS!!! What a waste of pool slot!!!
(You've got to do better than this. People are not going to be interested in a play that involves a whiny little girl who laments about being cursed just because she has been under the weather, literally - oh and save for this use of such a cliche!)
Tired girl: Well...there really is nothing much to talk about these days is there?
(People are going to laugh at your feeble attempt at sophistication! Stop embarassing yourself!)
Tired girl: ...
(Think! Think! There has got to be something interesting to talk about!!!)
Tired girl: I think Harry Potter is a fantastic series! Can't believe i picked it up so late!
(*yawns*)
Tired girl: ...

Lost. Aimless.

she spoke at
12:05 AM

Pulai Springs is a lovely resort.
Save for the holidaying kids hogging the jacuzzi and steam bath rooms.
And yes.
Apparantly none of them are literate.
Cuz the sign downstairs clearly wrote...
"NO ENTRY FOR PERSONS 16 and BELOW"
Like hello????????
Or maybe this is what they call audacious "ignorance".
But thanx to Ailina dear for letting me tag along. ^^
I had fun! (esp the fantastic dinner!)

I am hopelessly addicted!!! Someone please tell me i am too old to be religiously watching "Lizzy Maguire" and "That's so Raven" every single weeknight!!! Ha.

Finally eligible for training tmr. I swear i am CURSED! Been out for almost 2 wks. Just when i was about to resume training on thurs after the voice came back, a mysterious back pain struck. Yes yes. After what seemed like a whole loada panic that it could be a (due to my incessant paranoia) prelude to a possible stroke (yeah right! But you can't rule it out can you?), it was merely a strain from a BAD BAD sleeping position that i should by now have attempted to change. Ah well. It BACK TO TRAINING!!! Woooooooooo. Goodbye zZzZzZzZzZzZzZz!!!

Allyoucanseeisabigbloodymessthatyoucannotfathom.Youget
pissedoffonlytorealisethatnothingisgoingtobebetterthenext
morningbecausethingsdon'tsimplygoawayjustlikethat.They
lingerandthehauntyoulikeavulturestalkingitsprey.Justsitting
andwaitingforthedaytodevour.Youfearandtheylovethatscent.
Loveittodeath.

she spoke at
12:00 AM

*this post is 2 days overdue but here it is anyway...

Back from AMAZING thailand or BANG COCK as some people know it as.
Ha.
Well well what can i say?
It was a shopaholic's GREATEST dream come true.
And to a certain non-shopper who admitted to becoming a convert.
Good for you!!!
Jatuchat RAWKS!!! Imagine a cheaper and BIGGER bugis street!
Woot! A pity i lost my voice and was sick for the entire duration.
Thanx to the peepz who made this possible. Dear and Yuen. ^^
Of course Jo-wee aka my chopstick twin
And Em. Kim. MandaPanda. Sweet. XN.
Had fun! (esp go-karting!!!)

Still sick though.
BUGGER.

Was blog surfing and saw a link to this hilarious vid!
Check out the Macbeth rap (happens at bout 15:00)
I swear. Chinese people makes a good laugh!
http://youtube.com/watch?v=giAy8wEvoVs

(Just rambles)
Silence killed you once.
Again and again.
"Let every man be master of his time"
If only.
In silence one can only weep.
For a fear and apprehension that lurks,
well into the darkness.
And seeps into the unknowing heart.

"I have thee not, and yet i see thee still."

Stillness.

she spoke at
12:17 AM

What luck.

she spoke at
9:29 PM

The following passage is brutally un/entertaining, depending of course on how sadistically inclined you are. But of course there are the practical few who recognises the idea of survival instincts, which in any case will render the following passage acceptable.

So here's what i heard from my mom.

Step 1: The eskimos will dip a knife blade in blood then let it freeze.
Step 2: Once the blood is frozen, the eskimos will then dip the knife blade into the blood again for a second layer coating.
Step 3: Repeat steps 1 and 2 several times.
Step 4: Stick the knife into the snow with the blade facing upwards. (duh!)
Step 5: Wait.
Step 6: Wolf arrives and due to the sensitivity of its nose, it will detect the blood and start licking the knife (with many many many coatings of blood)
Step7 : Wolf will continue to lick the knife until it finally reaches the knife blade.
Step 8: Wolf dies.

Why? Because its tongue would be numb by the time he nears the knife blade and when it actually does, it doesn't realise that its tongue has already been cut off by the sharp blade (because of the numbness...) and it bleeds to DEATH!!!

Ouch.

Everyone has a boy meets girl/girl meets boy story. Sometimes the benchmark is set so high, you aren't quite sure if you are able to write another chapter. What is your greatest fear? To end up with someone who loves you more than you for him/her. Or to end up loving someone more than he/she will?

Behind every face there is a story.
And behind every mirror is a painful past.

Anyway the MM chalet was good fun!!! Goodbye Remy. Goodbye MM. Goodbye crew. *sniffs* You guys left wonderful memories. And memories shall remain just as they are, for that is what makes them beautiful. ^^

PANGYA!

she spoke at
9:45 PM

Which is always a good thing.
Ha.
And you know why?
You find out about GREAT things that you would actually have missed otherwise.
Like...
PROJECT RUNWAY!!!



Woohoo!!! My favourite reality program is BACK!!!
Talk about perserverence. For P.R followers...
Daniel is BACK from season 1!!! Woot!!!
He's gotten better (i hope)
But one thing's for sure. He's gotten bigger.
Oopz.
No offence dude. Still love the hair!!!
Got out of the loo at 9.45pm.
And the runway began at 10pm!!! *phew*
Must be my lucky day!!!

Anywayz...totally addicted to PANGYA (dear's fault!!!), HARD GAY and FMA now.




Wahaha.
The joys of being unemployed.
Then you look into your wallet.
Sigh.
The banes.
Well...guess you really can't have your cake and eat it.

And Auf Wiedersehen Steph-feeeee poo!!!
Have a great time in Germany.
Heh. Buy more Berkeys!!!

Sometimes you wonder.
For no reason at all.
All the wrong things you could make right.
And all the right things you made wrong.

she spoke at
11:05 PM