tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58968092011-07-08T07:29:08.373+08:00....fivefectahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05807683272907447972noreply@blogger.comBlogger5701100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896809.post-37484153290866902512008-03-19T06:16:00.003+08:002009-09-29T08:54:40.088+08:00

MOVING OFF TO THE DARK SIDE OF THE MOON.... FIVEFECTA.LIVEJOURNAL.COM! AHAHA I'M NOT A TRAITOR LAH K, BUT OH WELLS, PEOPLE CHANGE.SO SHOULD YOU.ADD ME UP!MUACK!

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i should stop watching three movies in one night. step up 2, across the universe and now 27 dresses. as i'm typing this, 10000 b.c is streaming on the other window and i'm hoping to see ziggy marley's perky ass like how i saw ronaldiho's in apocalypto. specks of unhealthy radiation must now be attacking my blood vessels, my head is getting a little bit heavy. maybe i need some sleep. maybe later.

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should i move to lj?! wah lj cut and screen comment system.. sounds like a boatload of fun seh. i can dump all my pictures into one entry without feeling guilty of jamming up my readers' computer (well that's what they always tell me) lah like that. can also lock entries. (yay can bitch bitch bitch and bitch some more!) joo was telling me over a cup of mayo this afternoon that lj was better than

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afiq's twenty first birthday surprise cum ns farewell dinner at marche last night was a success! it wasn't easy planning this whole thing what's with my trip to hongkong and trying to keep in touch and update the boys. afiq was always this close to finding out, i had to keep deleting all the text messages and screening calls on my phone. boys suck at birthdays. BUT. but relek lu... you guys are

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hello! i'm back! on the plane i sat next to a beautiful british woman who smelled like fresh roses. she had flawless never-ending legs, with a superfluous accent. she was yakking away about the weather in singapore before her friend came and i realised i had taken her seat by mistake. she was very pretty too, only a tad too blonde. flushed, i got up and asked the stewardess for my seat. my head

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i would trade the world for that look upon your face.

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You're a part time lover and a full time friendThe monkey on you're back is the latest trendI don't see what anyone can see, in anyone elseBut youI kiss you on the brain in the shadow of a trainI kiss you all starry eyed, my body's swinging from side to sideI don't see what anyone can see, in anyone elseBut youi actually downloaded the whole juno soundtrack a few months back without knowing that

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contrary to popular belief, i think you're compassionate, endearing and sometimes just so nice to talk to about non-serious stuff like clothes, what to wear or what not to wear, boyfriends, boyfriends' ex-girlfriends, boys in general, food, places, ugly people, shoes, i know you love shoes. besides bitching, we, of course talk about serious things too. insecurity. failing to fit in. being

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weak and tired, felt like this whole place has sucked all the oxygen away from me. sometimes, a little breathless. but yeah i could still manage a giggle. cause i love funny people like you. cayang.. b. cayang. b again. b. b please don't get sick of me. sick i am, for three days straight. hmm are you pregnant? hurhur. not funny doc. how can anyone ever laugh about something so serious and totally

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no i don't like tyra. as of yesterday night, my liking for her has taken a hundred and one degree turn. she is superficial, fake, cliche, predictable and her guests have shallow issues like crooked teeth, excessive weight, not pretty enough, not tall enough, fetish for lipgloss. but you know why i wanted to watch her. you know exactly why i refused to turn the tube off. all i wanted was some

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i see too many little kids running around and hiding behind their mommies' skirts. i feel you fae. hahahahaha! but it's okay, hate tags are there to make you feel wanted. and popularrrrr. bet you feel special already huh! *imagines fae in a tudung* anyway, here's the second roll from the smena camera. afiq ripped off the previous one real bad so i'm glad this batch turned out pretty fine. uncle

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i met this boy from uob today. pretty cocky, he must've talked so much about himself till he forgot my name. or where i came from. like who the hell comes from thailand but speaks tagalog right? but i think he's pretty cute. the straw trick wasn't funny though. i totally forgot there was only one straw in the cup. you dork! but it's okay. i hope we'll bump again tomorrow. i think i might have a

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okay, so studying is almost impossible whenever afiq is around. letting your boyfriend come over when you have an exam to sit for the next morning is definitely a wrong move. he's into pokemon now. i've a problem with the pink casing but atleast it keeps him occupied whenever i'm really late. sometimes it gets pretty annoying. especially when he fishes the stupid pink gameboy out over the dinner

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Dear Sugarpie,I may not be the bestest bestfriend in the universe either. Sure we can talk about everything under the sun and not feel queasy about opening them up to each other. (Trust me, I think I know a whole lot more about you than anybody else does..) Sometimes it's the differences that bring us closer and with every disagreement, I learn one more thing about you. Although I'm not always

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1933: It was a rhetorical question, if you haven't noticed. Anyway, can I ask you one last question?1934: Haha... Okay, go ahead.1935: What are my bad points when we were together?1939: You're perfect in my eyes.. Everything that I've ever wanted and wanna be with.to barf. or not to barf.

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i bought a new camera today but it's just not good enough.

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tiring weekend. i was up on my toes since friday, rushing from one plan to another. sleepless nights. so many plans, so little time. we celebrated bib's birthday at pulau ubin yesterday and lucky there was joo's place for all of us to crash. i think joo's nephew is the exact replica of hanx baby. haha! they look so alike. and he is super cute, trying to get onto everybody's nerves all the time.

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could it be, three simple words, you fear of being overheard? i probably spent like the last thirty minutes just staring blankly into my book, not a speck of idea on what to do about my next assignment. my mom is seriously considering buying me some chlorpheniramine tablets to put me to sleep every night. you know, those yellow pills you pop when you have a runny nose. nyahahaha! last night i

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You talk, yes you talk a good gameWon't you teach me the same?Oh I'd love to explain, like showing your hand and all aboutOh well I know, I know, I know, I know and so and so and so ..So what I suppose it's got toOh well I never said it was cleverI just like getting leatheredLooking for the light the light behind your eyes...

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oklah bib, brace yourself. fine, we went out again. fine, we didn't ask you along again. but you know what happened? i'll tell you what happened. nysa tried to kill me. they couldn't stop staring at my sausages. when i wasn't looking, she stole some of my mashed potatoes. oh the nerve. and when i tried to steal some back, she practically thrust her steak knife into my palm. lucky no one was

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i have this weight.sitting upon my chest.and if only, i was not myself tonight.then maybe it will go away.

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exams are coming. that means more time. i don't usually use my study breaks to study. instead, i use them to catch up with people. people i don't meet anymore. people i don't read about anymore. people i used to call my bestfriends but never try to find out what's going on in their lives. pard and i talked over milk tea this evening. this one girl, has the tendency to make feel better about

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theres something about mary:she farts alot when i sleep on her lapi don't mind even if it smellscos shes the air that i breathe inhot air, polluted air, stench, foul..anything.. as long as its part of airi will still live on with the dreamshe sweats like a sticky tapebut i dont care cos sticky tapes are usefuland shes a double sided one.. better than glue..u can stick ur hand there when ur tired

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Sophie was back in the game! Pure, raw, explosive pleasure! Better than drugs, better than smack! Better than a dope-coke-crack-fix-shit-shoot-sniff-ganja-marijuana-blotter-acid-ecstasy! Better than sex, head, 69, orgies, masturbation, tantrism, Kama Sutra or Thai doggy-style! Better than banana milkshakes! Better than George Lucas's trilogy, the muppets and 2001! Better than Emma Peel, Marilyn,

fivefectahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05807683272907447972noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896809.post-9089217929387981622008-01-17T06:56:00.000+08:002008-01-17T07:08:16.718+08:00

tell me what does it take? tell me just what does it take?

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I can't stop being in love with youI can't stop thinking about youWell what am I supposed to do?'Cause I can't stop dreaming about youI can't stop stalking around youWell, what am I supposed to do?something you make out to. haha! aysha should learn to keep the volume down because trance music is seriously starting to get on my tits!!! arghhh. and she just discovered the podcast thingiemajits on

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i don't usually fight or argue with people. or vice versa. but today, i argued with two people over the net and it sucked so bad i wished i hadn't try to log on to msn at all. ok maybe i wasn't really fighting with afiq because who on earth fights with afiq? he can't even kill an ant! (ok sorry haha!). he is so nice and gentle and patient with you and even when you fire rhetorical questions, he

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i said i'm crazy, i'm crazy for you. while afiq is busy baking right now, imma take this time to post up pictures from new years eve. i never really did try to come around to do this and then i realised it's been like twelve days ever since 2007 ended. i wish i can bake as well as afiq does. no i wish i could even operate the oven. or touch fire. and not make a deal out of it. it would've made

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"Basically in the beginning it was some fear, but like anything else if you do it enough time you lose your fear, or if you don't, you get out of the business. I analyzed this over the years, I was a fear junkie. That's what happened to me. The fear is the high itself. It's an adrenaline pump." - George Jung.TWO MEDIA REPORTS DOWN, TWO MORE TO GO! WOOHOO!

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the happiest thursday night in such a long time. i love sweaty people!hope everything goes well tomorrow. having you there with me, under a blanket of stars, i can't think of a better way to end the year. i cannot wait! my new years resolution is to complete. yes complete, just complete anything, be it school, people, friends, my loved ones, making plans, taking my licenses, and of course i can

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okay i just found something really funny.it is so fuckin funny i feel like rolling myself on the floor right now.there is this girl. not someone i know personally or anything but just one of those girls who add me up on friendster just so they can go beyond 'two-degree friends'. and i was just scanning through her profile when i saw her blog address under her about me

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because it's not love. (but it's still a feeling.) i miss dozing off next to my laptop. it's eight in the morning, my eyes are stained with make-up, i'm reeking of so much smoke, my hair smells pretty bad, there's nasty blisters all over my feet, my head is a little airy and i am still so wide awake. last night was awesome. i want you everywhere i go, honey. i can't believe i still want you here

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Distance makes the heart grow weakSo that the mouth can barely speakExcept to those who hide their needsAnd I have read the golden sealThat tell of how the seedlings feelReminds my heart what love can yieldpiste6, you're so nice to me. so mellow sometimes, i put you on repeat mode just to amuse myself. cause i'm not truly feeling in the dumps just yet, infact, i'm very happy. yes i am so fucking

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yay you can watch NC-14 movies now. happy birthday, jaja! may you grow intoa more mature and successful young woman, stop smoking and make mommy and daddy proud.luff ya!Gibberdevil Stinger and his Pink Evil Lamprey.i give up. there's absolutely nothing you can do in singapore on christmas day. nothing opened, atleast. we were all planning to hit across the border for some cheap shopping and

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you made me do this. am still waiting for yuse to pass me the pictures from zoukout although it's not alot cause erm, apparently someone got so pissed drunk and i was being the usual saint that i am and had to do the baby-sitting all night long. you guessed it, my first (and perhaps the last) zoukout sucked so much cocks i almost wanted to burst into tears. wait, i think i did. especially when

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walau that's not even a broom lah! i give it 3.5/5 popcorns because sometimes they talk alot and nicole kidman is gorgeous even when she's really being bitchy. the demons are hilarious and eva green only appears in like less than five scenes, with or without the broom. good for someone who's into witches and talking bears in ugly amours. i wanted to look for a schoolbag initially cause one of

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sour grapes is the false denial of desire for something sought but not acquired; to denigrate and feign disdain for that which one could not attain. this metaphor originated from the fable The Fox and the Grapes by Aesop, where the protagonist fox fails to reach some grapes hanging high up on a vine, retreats, and rationalizes that the grapes are probably unripe anyway. the grapes in the original

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after spending some eight years with you, i thought well maybe i could atleast fathom whatever you were trying to say. but i still can't.

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stop playing monopoly lah.

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it's not those spooky things like moving white cloths hanging on a tree but it's the lurking banglas and the odd stares i get from unfamiliar faces under the void deck that worries me each night i walk back home. my place is so quiet like that, especially the never-ending corridor that leads to my staircase. sometimes i get so paranoid, i start to walk sideways like a hermit just so i can watch

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Trust me, it's paradise. This is where the hungry come to feed. For mine is a generation that circles the globe and searches for something we haven't tried before. So never refuse an invitation, never resist the unfamiliar, never fail to be polite and never outstay the welcome. Just keep your mind open and suck in the experience. And if it hurts, you know what? It's probably worth it. - The Beach.

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Richie: I have to tell you something...Margot: What is it?Richie: I love you.Margot: I love you, too.

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ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!WHAT THE FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!?YOUR BULLSHIT. ENDS. HERE.

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albeit my consistent failure to save up, i still went on to order eight freaking t-shirts from threadless.com only to realise that i probably cannot fit into most of them. americans are big-sized right? like really really big-sized with huge bulging tummies like mine? FUCKKKKKKKKKKK. i am so screwed.and the one that's been tugging at my heartstrings. haha! ok bye.

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she stole my future.she broke my dream.the best place to be in a longest time. i saw sadness this morning. if i was in her position, i would have done the exact same thing too. the ride was quiet today, we had nothing much to talk about. we only disagree so that's about all enemies should do. from where we started, it wasn't a humble beginning. everyone frowned upon us, staring at us from afar.

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birthday boy was busy chasing skirts so this shot is pretty much redundant. anyway, everybody loves engku! yes. i seriously need to cut down on my late nights starting from tomorrow and i know i say this all the time without doing anything about it. but most of my classes this week start and nine and seeing how fucked-up my body clock is right now, i don't know how i'm going to be able to deal

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Juliet, the dice was loaded from the startAnd I bet, and you exploded in my heartAnd I forget, I forget.. the movie songWhen you gonna realize, it was just that the time was wrong, Juliet?Well, you can fall for chains of silver, you can fall for chains of goldYou can fall for pretty strangers and the promises they holdYou promised me everything, you promised me thick and thin, yeahNow you just

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"a brother who seldom go home or shld i say being seen at home.seen at home sleeping or facing the comp.do you think hes the place for problems? hes the place for trouble.he's nt the type hu find fault with me n stuff. he just keep things to himself.the only time he speak up is when he's hungry. i myself seldom hear his voice.wtf keh wtf.a sister hu has a boyfriend to worry about rite now.& spend

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Hello there the angel from my nightmareThe shadow in the background of the morgueThe unsuspecting victim of darkness in the valleyWe can live like Jack and Sally if we wantWhere you can always find meAnd we'll have Halloween on ChristmasAnd in the night we'll wish this never endsWe'll wish this never endWhere are you and I'm so sorryI cannot sleep I cannot dream tonightI need somebody and

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on monday we did town on my proposal, for a change. and nobody does it like we do, especially the way joo stank the whole bed (hani said they were slippers) up with her smelly feet. the current gallery didn't quite tickle my fancy, as compared to the previous murals and robot graphics. so it's a whole load of canvas stitched together? the four of us lugged around like we owned the place while

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SAY HELLO TO CARMINE!it didn't take that long for me to think of a name but believe me, i have a robert carmine in my pocket. (eee so cheesy) and to prove my point, i actually took the trouble to photoshop this picture. haha! i had enough of living my life without a decent portable music player, besides my phone, which looks like a total wreck right now. and my last mp3, which was a pathetic zen

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okay i'll update with pictures! walau so busy sia nowadays. everytime i'm about to update, something bad will happen. like the connection got cut, or my photoshop got stuck. or someone called to ask me out. i have a dinner date with pard in an hour's time so imma make this quick. raya with ggggggs, brother-watching, luckily mine is engaged. fiffy broke a cookie jar. those thick ones where you

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which to bury; us or the hatchet?AND HELLO NIZAM! HAHA.

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take your wings outside, you can't fly in here.. hopeless, useless people should be left to rot in a rut. fuck lah. i'm so fucking pissed right now. just because i don't always feel pissed about something does not mean i CAN'T be pissed off. if nysa can be pissed all the time and everyone is cool about it, so can i. and what the fuck is a rice cooker doing in my room? see, my life is not all

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everything about you is how i'd wanna beyour freedom comes naturallyeverything about you resonates happinessnow i won't settle for lessgive meall the peace and joy in your mindeverything about you pains my envyingyour soul can't hate anythingeverything about you is so easy to lovethey're watching you from above

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do you feel like a chain store? practically floored... if there's one thing i hate about people, it would be how they procrastinate and love putting me on hold. i can stand liars but not people who can't face the truth. i've been eating less of late. sometimes i could get by with only one meal per day and not feel hungry at all. good start i should say.. this barrel has got to go. i came home

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to sleep is to die for a little while.

fivefectahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05807683272907447972noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896809.post-11019356419620851072007-10-19T01:58:00.000+08:002007-10-19T05:11:29.364+08:00

damn right i do. scruffy ones, smelly ones, those who won't shave their armpits, i like them all!will this do the trick? haha if you can see the difference means you're really good!i've been thinking of getting a blythe one of these days. i know it's crazy, it's not even useful but it's so adorable! why must a blythe doll cost so much. if i spend all my cash on it i will never be able to save up

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the family is going to cairo in december and they are leaving me behind because of school. school? what kinda stupid reason is that? but there's zoukout. baik ar.mommy made me wear mangosteen heads on my tits. how fucken cute is that. my first bikini has got to be the ugliest ever.YAY ZOUKOUT! I'M SO SEXCITED BECAUSE I'M SUCH A PATHETIC LOSERISH VIRGIN IN THIS. CAN YOU BELIEVE IT? THAT I'VE NEVER

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i miss my tots so much and i have this inkling of a feeling that the plan this friday to go crash at some hotel will have to be postponed. bet some of them would be going visiting or maybe, well, probably be busy smelling their boyfriends' armpits or something. argh. they say i don't call up often to make plans but what if i finally get my arse down to do it tomorrow, will you guys say yes? or

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i wanted to get a holga for myself this afternoon but the ones they sell in-store are pricey as compared to those online. in the end afiq got his smena from the 8storey guy who happens to be sazz's friend. i don't know what else is there but the things the holga can do seem really wicked. i can't wait to get my hands on it! and just shoot non-stop.and from the bridge the other night.it's quite

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the saltiest chicken feet on my birthday.with lots of raw steamed skin and liver dipped in oyster sauce. love how the chinese do it.then rauda and natasha had to drag me out of my house because i woke up really late that day to spoil their plans for me. i practically pissed on my own parade. i've never been blinfolded. all the way to pasir ris. which gave me a fright initially but they thought it

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-psychedelic- says:have u ever lost someone who is really attached to u?fitot says:hmm...fitot says:i don't knowtoday has got to be the most fucked up day ever.

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OH MY GADDDD. (inserts joo's and bib's bimbotic tones) I'VE SO MUCH TO SHARE TONIGHT!but i can't ya know? because this is a blog. it's the freaking world wide web, we're talking about. and with or WITHOUT the password (1st prize at some places), this secret little haven of mine is often being intruded. mysterious right?! tell meh about it! (inserts bimbotic tone again).tonight we had dinner at

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i remember when, i rememberi remember when i lost my mindthere was something so pleasant about that placeeven your emotions have an echoin so much spaceand when you're out therewithout careyeah, i was out of touchbut it wasn't because i didn't know enoughi just knew too muchdoes that make me crazy?does that make me crazy?does that make me crazy?probably.and i hope that you are having the time of

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one thing my parents have failed to do or even come close to succeed doing is to respect or come into terms with any decisions that i make. with that, i had told them i will be on my way to the job interview at an international foreign bank in tanjong pagar this afternoon. truth is, i was heading out to the library to do some reading with the girlfriends instead. i am so sick of faking job

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and the way they look,they were made to let each other down.

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today i was dragged out of bed by the hair and everyone was shouting at me to get ready to follow the whole family to geylang. geylang on a scorching hot sunday? i was being really grouchy about it but i can't remember when was the last time i sat in my mom's car. as usual we came back empty handed. geylang was crap. arab street was crap. im hitting jb next weekend. argh im so sleepy. i ended

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work is incredibly fun at the new company. my contract timings have been carefully chosen to suit my schedule/lifestyle/discipline and i have vowed not to make the same mistake again. everyone's been going "eh fiza! you're back?!" what do you mean i'm back? of course lah i'm back. like can you guys make it any more obvious?! fancy calling me The Terminated. I WILL NOT BE BACK. haha but guess what

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scar tissue that i wish you sawsarcastic mr know-it-allclose your eyes and i'll kiss you causewith the birds i'll sharethis lonely view.

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still torn between samsung k5........or the classic ipod.i want her dress, i want her shoes!!!ALL OF IT!! the keds in singapore suck though.and of course, i want the exact same pair of pretty wayfarers on her face.nineteenth birthday, just you wait. mischa barton is hot and tall and she doesn't need big tits to be sexy. i'm pro skinny so too bad.((EVERYBODY LOVES MISCHA.))damn those shoes. argh.

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believe me when i say i'm turning insomniac. and i have this obsessive compulsive disorder i'm dying to get rid off. sometimes, i freak myself out so much so, whenever i turned on the computer screen (this computer is never shut down, only the screen is switched off), i literally just snapped and switched it back off and huffed back to bed with so much angst in my body. i am. so.. angry with

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i am proud to say that i am no longer a bummer because now i have a fucking job. say goodbye to boring weekdays and broke weekends. fasting starts tomorrow. now, behave.

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i just got home like an hour ago from dy's place (last night's slumber party was the sex), awakened by mom's frantic voice wanting to see me at home as soon as possible. i swear she got into a bitch fit once again. i was in the middle of The L Word ep5 when i decided maybe i should give the woman a break. natasha, dy and rauda were busy snoring away like the three little pigs, they tricked me!

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with a broken arm (why do you always have to hurt yourself like that?) you tried to kiss me in front of my mother. that gesture got me fuming real mad and i ended up ditching you at the elevator and told you to leave by yourself. i know i promised to send you home since it was raining heavily that day but somehow i felt a little queasy by that one little kiss. for the first time in eight months,

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I'M IN LOVE WITH A HEARTBREAKER. CAN SOMEONE JUST SHOOT ME NOW?IN THE FOOT MAYBE.I HATE LETTING MY GUARD DOWN LIKE THIS.

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so many things to do! so little time! it's time to get a grip people, i've been procrastinating alot lately (walau this girl, no job no school still wanna procrastinate what!?) i know what you're thinking. bumming around is fun. but too much of it is dangerous. brings damage to the brain. i'm suppose to take pictures of my old clothes, my organizer is stuck somewhere back there and i have no

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There's always somebody taller, with more of a wit.And he's equipped to enthrall her, and her friends think he's fit.But you just cant measure up though, you don't have a prayer.Wishing you'd made the most of her, when she were there.They've got engaged- there's no intention of a weddingHe's pinched your bird and he'll probably kick your head in.Bigger boys and stolen sweethearts.Oh you're better

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it pierces through your heart. it attacks you where it hurts the most. like a nuclear weapon unleashed, so baseless and intangible. you can't see it but you can feel them when you sleep. well tell you what, i get sleepless nights too. i get paranoid sometimes too. and insecure at that. i'm sorry we're crazy. i'm sorry but i haven't felt so happy in such a long time. i'm sorry i have to be happy

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HAPPY! AND THAT'S HOW YOU'VE MADE ME.

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i hate fee because he's going out with his pedophile girlfriend and he thinks that i am going out with my boy space space space space space space space space space friend orang?! fuck you lah fee. i'm cranky! my period's over but i'm feeling oh so fucking cranky. i need to go shower. let's go dancing tonight! trust me, we're entirely platonic. right.

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So perfect you paint it, yet so manipulated.So calm and so patient, yet oh so calculated.So safe and comforting, this doesn't feel like flirting.So fun I'm distracted, forgot you keep track of it.

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Baby, you've got to, be more discerningI've never known, what's good for meBaby, you've got, to be more demandingI will be yours.

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time heals all wounds. is that really true? it's amazing how people can get over one another so fast. congratulations! you're no more a basketcase... but i feel like shit why. why do i feel like shit every time i bump into this puny little fact. what use to feel like relief is now despair and regret and no i am not suppose to feel regret. remorse perhaps? utterly bitterly. such disappointment.

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Each player of this game starts off with five things they like about their bodies. People who get tagged must write in a blog of their own the five things they love about their bodies as well. Start every line with "I love...because...". I assure you, you might just surprise yourself by how difficult it is to come up with this list. Please state the rules of this game clearly. At the end you must

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In my place, in my placeWere lines that I couldn't changeI was lostI was lost, I was lostCrossed lines I shouldn't have crossedI was lostI was scared, I was scaredTired and under preparedBut I’ll wait for itIf you go, if you goLeave me down here on my ownthen I’ll wait for youSingingPlease, please, pleasecome back and sing to meto me, meCome on and sing it out,Now, NowCome on and sing it out,To

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A warning signI missed the good part and I realizedI started looking and the bubble burstI started looking for excusesCome on in, I’ve got to tell you what a state I’m inI’ve got to tell you in my loudest tonesThat I started looking for a warning signWhen the truth isI miss youYeah the truth isThat I miss you soA warning signYou came back to haunt me and I realizedThat you were an island and I

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I was just guessin' at numbers and figures,Pulling your puzzles apart.Questions of science, science and progressDo not speak as loud as my heart.And tell me you love me, come back and haunt meOh and i rush to the start.Runnin' in circles, chasin' up tailsComin' back as we areNobody said it was easy,Oh it's such a shame for us to part.Nobody said it was easy,No one ever said it would be so hard.

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Your heavy heartIs made of stoneAnd its so hard to see you clearlyYou don't have to be on your ownYou don't have to be on your ownAnd I'm not gonna take it backWell I'm not gonna say I don't mean thatYou're the target that I'm aiming atAnd I get that message homeMy song is loveMy song is love, unknownAnd I'm on fire for you, clearlyYou don't have to be aloneYou don't have to be on your ownAnd I'm

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"HEY HEY YOU YOU! I KNOW THAT YOU LIKE ME!"but avril can do acoustics and not be annoying at the same time? now how is that possible? shrugs. fuck this song is like a ringing worm.. leave my ears alone! the password prompt box is annoying too! it's so tiresome. well what am i trying to hide or say, who am i trying to hide from again? let me guess, shit. that stupid little sister of mine. so

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joo keeps saying that i am too free for my own good. so tonight i am going to show her that i am more free than she thinks i am. first of all, i know i haven't been expressing enough affection towards my tots but trust me, i love them with all my heart. the most different people you can find put together. i won't say i know each and every one of them the best but i'm thankful. how many of you out

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FUCK.SHE'S NOT EVEN-DEADLY.HARMLESS.TOTALLY, ABSOLUTELY, WELL, IT MUST BE, HARMLESS.DOWNRIGHT HARMLESS.SHPANG! TWANG! WALA WALA....BING BANG!OUCH, YOU TOUCHED MY TRA LA LA.AND NOW IT HURTS.SO DAMN MUCH.IS THIS HOW THE WORLD SPINS?SPINNY.OH WHAT A WORD.I AM TIRED.SO FUCKING TIRED.OF RUNNING IN CIRCLES.BUT AM STILL STUCK IN THE SAME BLOODY,SPOT.SHE'S NOT EVEN-DEADLY.OR BLAZING, FOR THAT MATTER.DOES

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i have magic fingers, it's true! i spent like two fuckin hours pulling all the wires out and re-fixing the fan thingy in the cpu cause last night the computer just died on me. i couldn't sleep well tonight. i kept wondering what on earth could have possibly screwed my only desktop over like that. it was torturous. the thought of cutting yourself out from the entire world wide web. but it worked.

fivefectahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05807683272907447972noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896809.post-55396027137219616142007-07-22T00:07:00.000+08:002007-07-22T00:25:25.747+08:00

video from my brother's engagement last two weeks. i think kak niz is awesome.im blogging this from kl. be back tmr and jogging again in the night to burn off all the daging and the ayam from the wedding today. gasp! meat is murder.

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yay my mom put back the modem in today! last night she got into a bitch fit and took all the wires out while i was in the shower. what the fuck is wrong with this lady. afterall she isn't very pregnant, yet. as you can see my friends are busy squabbling at the side. they are not even fighting over me. they're just fighting over who's fatter than the other. oh what bimbos i have for friends. still

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this is crazy.i ate vegetables on saturday and sunday.and today.yes vegetables.those disgusting green leafy ones that taste like medicine.but i ate them in large servings today. the maid cooks great salty vegetables! plus you won't believe what i did on sunday afternoon. I JOGGED. around the school and college near my place.with my sister waiting at the playground making sure i don't stop to walk

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and am running a fever. shuckssssssssssssssssss!

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