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sorry for the hiatus. blame it on "a rigorous undergraduate studies" as promised when i enrolled in ntu. bah. on a happier note... i love working at ben&jerrys! today was working with tessa, jaslyn, liwen and wee tiong (woohoo). super duper fun. and tessa is actually my nanyang junior, i mean what a freaking small world! haha too bad we din have time to sing our horrid chinese school song together. HAHA. furthermore, double pay is such a bonus! (DUH) ok in the meantime, im gonna continue taking a hiatus due to more more more more more project, tests, work squeezing my social life totally dry. grr. -waves-

ps: i need help to resurrect my tagboard!!

humans have strange tendencies to take people for granted.

sometimes we inevitably questions fervently why certain things just happen to us. and there is only so much fuck we can do. just suck it in and deal with it.

ocd, insomnia, depression, suicidal thoughts, torn ligament, countless twisted ankles, toe nail removal, 3 breast lumps and many scars, unusual bleeding on wounds... its neverending. times of vulnerablity that makes you sink to pit-bottom, shrouded in absolute paraylsis of events that will unfold.

once upon a time i always asked why, and i still do.

be a fighter, girl. Be a fighter, because you are one.

anyways, the departed is so overrated, in the most hollywood-ish (loads of ostentatious promotions, raving reviews, blockbuster style) way. the theme and plot of the movie is so repulsively evil. its insidious. even gorier that apparently gorey, more violent shows. perhaps its good burt too waaaaay too overrated.

first and foremost:

I LOVE ZARA KIDS! heh heh. and thank my wonderful genes for making siyu a petite girl (:

secondly:

i needa lament about sometimes how adult clothing do not pay attention to such intricate details as that of children's clothes. yes i do see that arguement about "its gotta be simple to sell" or "adults like it minimal, its more elegant" etc etc. BULLSHIT. you look at some of the stuff at zara kids and you'll know what im talking about. THAT is really fab. look at the effort put into constructing a skirt. they pay SO MUCH attention to the insides of the clothing its just so yummy to look at. which would in turn translate to purchase.

pity some retailers simply ignore cues as such.

fortunately, some retailers are perspective enough to cash in on increasingly discerning consumers. nue at paragon has BEAUTIFUL soles for their shoes, i just need the moneey......HAHA

last week, the week of decadence! (ER.... in considerations of the sanity of a post-op):

wednesday - SWEDISH MEATBALLS!!! WAHAHAHAHHA. it was waaaaaay too good man. wahlau eh. the combo of jam with the meatball gravity was explosive i tell you. jeff that piggly wiggly stole my balls HAHA.

weekend prata - me and jeff was going to eat dim sum at our usual spot at chinatown when we realized it was .... closed (damnit!). burt yet in the end i got my prata, after so any rounds of serious cravings. HEH HEH. i like despite the churning feeling in my stomach throughout my sleep ((: /salivate

the haze is absolutely disgusting. it makes everyone angsty.

uses a loud hailer and hollers:

"hello calling all indons (AHEM jeffrey, chandra, henri, temmy, zeming and friends), can someone just ask yor summatra brothers to quit burning trees for the damn sake of profit-maximizing gain?!??! never learnt econs? msc (marginal social cost) incurred because of this bloody haze is so much much much higher than mpc (marginal social cost). have a heart on innocent bystanders like ur friendly neighbours like us, SINGAPORE yes??"

my laptop totally crashed on me on thurs, which makes me even more angsty. grrrrr

after much harrowing contemplation, tears soaking my pillow and delirium i made up my mind to finally put an end to my relationship with you. and throughout the day, thinking about putting this to an end just kept bringing burning tears to my eyes. it was the most unbearable 36hours in my life. i walked down the pavement to meet you for the last time, despondent. when it gripped me.

i decided to give us another chance, because i think i still love you. it was a relationship based on tumult, and truculent criticisms of each other. nevertheless, i think it still can be saved. so here we both are, uncertain of what the future beholds. but nevermind about that, because now im happy, in that subtle way that i like.

i love you, u complete me. ((:

this would be the final time im standing in the middle of crossroads, wavering back and forth. the pain is tearing me apart. God, please lead me to the best decision for the both of us.. currently, everything is just shrouded in darkness, and im just so tempted to take the easy way out again.

i have decided removed my tagboard due to tumulteous events that has occured due to its insidious presence. which in my opinion is an utter waste of time.

however, please pardon me while i take time out to figure how to rid of it.

what is stress really? Stress is living within me. its slowly gnawing at my soul. how potent. how fatal. like the deadly kiss by an asp.

sijing and i engaged in a major SHH-ing-cum-giggling competition because both of us were supposed to be doing work. but guess it just proves we either love talking to each other too much, or just cant shut up. haha

im so sad, lincoln burrows is gonna die ARGH!!!!!!!!!!! and i do not fancy bellick at all, hes such a fat ass dickhead.

im supposed to be doing my BM212 assignment but..............
inspiration, where art thou?

(excuses, excuses, for siyu's self-rationalization to assuage her cognitive dissonance for not doing work. WHAHAHAHA. im going crazy)

like how effing hot?!?!?!