Sunday, 30 September 2007

If you knew something that you're not supposed to know and now that you know it and it bothers you (not exactly to no end, but at least halfway there), do you keep it bottled inside or do you voice it out?

What The Stars Say for 30 Sept 07

The stars say, "Sheep are lovely animals, but you wouldn't want to be one! Avoid groupthink today".

They say great minds think alike, no?

Tuesday, 25 September 2007

Happy Birthday, Jessica!

Happiest Birthday, Jessica!
Happiest Birthday, Jessica!
Happiest Birthday, Jessica!
Happiest Birthday, Jessica!
I miss you.
Happiest Birthday, Jessica!
Happiest Birthday, Jessica!
Happiest Birthday, Jessica!
You miss me.
Happiest Birthday, Jessica!
Happiest Birthday, Jessica!
We miss each other.
Happiest Birthday, Jessica!
Happiest Birthday, Jessica!
Happiest Birthday, Jessica!
Happiest Birthday, Jessica!

I'm trying to send a subliminal message here. Ironically, if you'd noticed, I'd failed.

What the Stars Say for 25 Sept 07

The stars say, "Don't overspend today. Remember: in some cases, spending one cent is too much".

Why do the stars keep telling me not to overspend? I don't. I'm sure. Yes, as much as you're sure I do.

Saturday, 22 September 2007

I Give Up

I give up trying to clear my emails. It's an impossible task! I thought I beat the system (rather, the rest of L's employees) when I had zero unread emails last Monday. Well, I thought wrong.

Thursday, 20 September 2007

What The Stars Say For 20 Sept 07

The starys say, "Today all ways look equally enticing -- narrowing down your options will be tough".

I'm made of tougher things.

Friday, 14 September 2007

Not Ready to Make Nice by Dixie Chicks

The music video is good. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fwc5YSAc-7g)

Forgive, sounds good.
Forget, I'm not sure I could.
They say time heals everything,
But I'm still waiting



I'm through, with doubt,
There's nothing left for me to figure out,
I've paid a price, but I'll keep paying


I'm not ready to make nice,
I'm not ready to back down,
I'm still mad as hell
And I don't have time
To go round and round and round
It's too late to make it right
I probably wouldn't if I could
Cause I'm mad as hell
Can't bring myself to do what it is
You think I should


I know you said
Why can't you just get over it,
It turned my whole world around
but i kind of like it


I'm in my bed, and I sleep like a baby,
With no regrets and I don't mind saying,
It's a sad sad story
That a mother will teach her daughter
that she ought to hate a perfect stranger.
And how in the world
Can the words that I said
Send somebody so over the edge
That they'd write me a letter
Saying that I better shut up and sing
Or my life will be over


I'm not ready to make nice,
I'm not ready to back down,
I'm still mad as hell
And I don't have time
To go round and round and round
It's too late to make it right
I probably wouldn't if I could
Cause I'm mad as hell
Can't bring myself to do what it is
You think I should


I'm not ready to make nice,
I'm not ready to back down,
I'm still mad as hell
And I don't have time
To go round and round and round
It's too late to make it right
I probably wouldn't if I could
Cause I'm mad as hell
Can't bring myself to do what it is
You think I should


Forgive, sounds good.
Forget, I'm not sure I could.
They say time heals everything,
But I'm still waiting

Thursday, 13 September 2007

What The Stars Say for 13 Sept 07

The stars say, "You can't shake off your deep feelings today. Deal with them, and they'll vanish".

I'll deal, all right. I got the royal flush. Now, vanish!

Monday, 10 September 2007

Sunday, 9 September 2007

Nobody Does That!

Was at a bbq last night and got the shock of my life. I swear it's the weirdest thing ever. I'm swearing off bbq. Okay, I exaggerated but have a look at this!


Nobody puts onions on the bbq!

Tuesday, 4 September 2007

Happy Birthday, Ying!!

Happy birthday, Ying! Happy birthday, Ying! Happy birthday, Ying! Happy birthday, Ying! Happy birthday, Ying! Happy birthday, Ying! Happy birthday, Ying! Happy birthday, Ying! Happy birthday, Ying! Happy birthday, Ying! Happy birthday, Ying! Happy birthday, Ying! Happy birthday, Ying! Happy birthday, Ying! Happy birthday, Ying! Happy birthday, Ying!

Smile!

Monday, 3 September 2007

Why!?

Why the hell did I go for a movie with a f***king idiot? Whatever was I thinking? Rather, whatever was I NOT thinking!

Saturday, 1 September 2007

Wasted Ying

Birthday!! Woohoo~

Birthday girl (Miss Eugina Koh Ying Ying) got so wasted, she told us to leave her alone and she wanted to sleep outside St James. The sofa was really comfy, I must admit.

Evil Qiaojing and I documented the night with plenty of pictures which we took with Ying's phone. By the end of the night, we were too busy transferring the pictures for keepsake that we told Ying, "We are not going home till we're done with the pics". That's what friends are for -- To remind you of the good and more importantly, the BAD times. Hee~

The next day, she asked, "Where did the plastic bags come from?" To which Qiaojing replied, "Oh, we always bring bags to clubbing, don't you know?"

Ying, you made Qiaojing, Annie and I missed prata supper! Now, you owe us one.