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I love lying on my bed watching the television, reading my book. I love watching the television with my mom, brothers and dad late into the night. The more I spend time on the internet, the more I lose out on these, and I don't want to be missing them anymore. O carefree times, where art thou. I desperately want to go on a holiday with the family. Nothing scares me more than realising that time is slipping away to go on a trip with my parents, to have that shared experience again. As we grow older we drift further apart. We holiday with friends, parents grow older and are stricken with ailments. There won't be many chances to enjoy travelling without much worries. Even a 3-day trip to Malaysia would be nice.
Just get a life already. I don't want to be your messenger anymore, after more than a decade of being one. God I even sound old saying this. So many people in RJ are cooped up in their elitist world, that they are so detached from this society, this country they live in. They think they know everything, but no they really don't.
It's so enjoyable to listen to Chinese songs. The songs are so melodic, no vulgarities, no twisted lyrics, no gimmicks, as far as those that I listen to at least. They are so simple, so nostalgic that I feel at peace listening to them. Maybe it helps that there's still a deluge of love songs in the Chinese pop industry. Nice classic love songs, about lovers, about families, about friends. I miss that about English music. Love you Pei Shi for gifting me all those lovely Chinese songs ((: Although I know my Chinese sucks, and I probably can't grasp half of what they're saying.
My father and brother are tooo cute. I might hate my dad for being a classic MCP, but really I won't want anybody else to be my dad

My secret fantasy

I love watching Discovery Channel. There's this quality to their documentaries, and it always makes me feel so much for the people or issue that's being discussed. They present people and issues in the most dignified, if that's the word, way that there is never pity, but instead you feel admiration, respect and even empathy. That's the power of documentaries I guess. It's something I regret, that I'm no good at writing, at thinking critically, at evaluating. If I was skillful enough, I would probably have thrown myself whole-heartedly into working towards a future in journalism. More so than practicing medicine, than building structures, going into another person's world, to see and understand his life, to write and report on it, to be affected by everything around, journalism is so in touch with reality, with the truth around the world, that may not be evident in our everyday life. Ok I write gibberish-ly D:
Maybe I'm really a Dutch girl living on a farm in Holland, with a windmill, where I grind mill all day long. If life was that simple sometimes.
From The Oatmeal. Worst thing to be true at 3am. Everytime this happens I just want to throw the printer against the wall and out of the window.
Raindrops on my head is actually quite therapeutic
Shush girl shut your lips ; Do the Hellen Keller and talk with your hips. - Dont Trust Me, 3OH!3 Catchy song to be jogging to.

Bright lights - Matchbox 20

But if the bright lights don't receive you; You should turn yourself around; And come on home. Rob Thomas' voice is awesome. Matchbox 20 does live as well as they do studio.

Superficial Me

Barbara Motter So, my arguments, my train of thoughts, my evaluations are all over simplistic. Sometimes I just don't want to write a balanced argument. I want to simply subscribe to a certain school of thought without considering all the flip-sides. I'm superficial like that. If you're reading this blog, you may not want to. You might get influenced by my lousy writing.
Am in love with my momma's tang hoon. I coul eat it all day. Though it doesn't look anything like that picture. Its much better! And of course without the disgusting coriander leaf or, whatsitsname.

The Road

I wonder, in an apocalyptic wasteland would I turn to a primal being with savage instincts, or stand steadfast in keeping my humanity and scavenge for basic neccesities to survive, or simply choose to end my life. The depravity of the cannibalists in The Road, the callousness required to survive, I'm quite sure I will not forget. Survival instincts drive men to ends they might never have thought of. So, perhaps, the decision I consciously make now will probably be different from the one my sub-conscious self makes in a dying world. Watching the father-son bond broken as the father died was heart breaking. I've been inundating myself with the make believe world of films. It's time to get back to the books.
Ass of a guy. I actually laughed when I saw him stick 'King Kong' on his head. Handsome handsome handsome; Pretty pretty pretyy From mediasaur.tumblr.com: HALDANE IS HIS OWN ARMORED DIVISION
I've been watching too many war flicks. But I realised, I don't like watching violence all too much, especially when it's needless violence used for the shock factor. Featuring someone bludgeoning an enemy soldier to death with a baseball bat is just one of those. Was that even really necessary. A gun would have achieved the same end purpose. But of course this is war, and in war, hatred and violence are the driving motives. It's always nice to see love taking over now and then. Perrier LaPadite turn over the Jews he was sheltering in his house to the Germans in Inglourious Basterds will probably haunt me for a long time. His tears hinted at his horror of what he had done. But his love for his daughters nudged him to work with the Germans, to obtain protection for them. Maybe it's just my imagination, projecting what I want to believe to be the truth onto the show. But I genuinely believe thats what the show wanted to portray.

18

HELLO MICHELL WIJAYA. (((: Since you're all the way over in Australia, and I didn't post a card over, I shal write you a public one. (Not very public either since not many people read this heh) Happy birthday yo !!!! Haha. Wish you were here and we celebrated it together. But I guess Ivan is enough for you ^^ I think we first remembered you as the girl who was Christopher Lee's neighbour. Like WOAH. Haha. Then later we became good good good great friends hee, having fun getting kicked out of class by Khong Bee. Miss you alot alot alot Wijaya. Love your retardednesssss ^^ Remember this photoooo?? Epic cute (((: You were so retarded you competed to see whether I would open convo with you first or you would open convo with me first. Unfair ok. You stay so near school. And you practically stalked me when you were online >:( You've had your cute short hair for 17 years of your life, and it became part of you I guess. But now that you grew it out, become even chio-errrr. Y

4th of July. Hello yi li ji dan (:

(I ripped this off from your boyfriend's fb haha. Not bad leh he take the photo until very nice) Happy Independance Day Eli (: Haha. 十八岁了,长大了!   So for your 18th I wish you happiness and no more emo-ness for the rest of the year ((: I remember when we used to bitch about OM. That was way back in Secondary 1. Until now we still keep keep gossiping about people. Sigh. Old habits don't change. Heh. But I love you like that, so don't change who you are ! Then, in Secondary 3 we did I&E fair together ! That was awesome-ly fun actually. Other than the fact that I forgot to bring your thread ! D: But your hand art very prettyy. Actually all your art very prettyyyyy (((: You're awesome and very skinny so don't diet yea ! Don't be affected by your sister or whatever your boyfriend says ^^. You've made JC life all so much better <3 Shopping after A levels yea. Ignore your boyfriend for awhile since he doesn't like shopping anws hahaha. Lesbo friends fore