| Tsunami~ |
[Dec. 29th, 2004|09:13 pm] |
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| | Singapore Idol Replay | ] | Do more than read or watch the news about death, pain and destruction from the devastating tsunami that killed more than 55,000 people in 10 countries from Malaysia to Somalia.
Singapore Polytechnic(SP) is rallying its staff and student populations to raise funds to help the tidal victims. The donations will go to Singapore Red Cross so that emergency supplies like medicine and basic necessities can be sent to the victims as soon as possible. Staff and students can send their donations to Ms Vicky Quek of Department of Student & Alumni Affairs.
Starting 29 December, from 6 to 9pm, members of the public may give their gifts of compassion at counters on the walkway towards SP, outside the Dover MRT station. Cheques should made payable to " Singapore Polytechnic" with "For Tidal Wave Victims" written behind it. Singapore Polytechnic would like to thank all who have given from their hearts.
Guys Im dead serious abt this...pun intended.
No jokes ok...this is something realli close at heart. DMC students proximity if u realise...Human interest as well...Prominance even...you guys get my idea aite?
Anyways this is a weak reach out i know but at least im trying my part...
What about you?!~ |
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[Dec. 28th, 2004|05:44 pm] |
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Why, another question...
And here is your answer, I've been an ingrate. I've been so frivolous and shallow, tinking that life goes on no matter what. To a certain extent is true but it will be the same again.
My dad was almost involved in the current tsunami flood thingie in Indonesia
Basically my dad could have died But thank the gracious Lord that he's alive and well...kicking up a fuss whenever I'm late and whatsoever...
God has been merciful to me. Spared the love of my life from the clutches of death.
I'm not ready for this.
I'm not ready for such independence.
I mean i've always thought I'm realli a solo act. I can survive on my own. But with one thought of my parents leaving me realli freaks me out. I'm not prepared to face this world alone.
I can't do this.
I know I cannot.
I'm not strong enough.
What more I have others to care for...
LIfe is so fragile. One snap of the finger and it can be vanquished. God knows how I will go on... Life does go on.
But things will never EVER be the same again.
Trust me, this fear of loss is worse than the pain of being alone. At least you know what you're dealin with when it comes to loneliness but a fear of the unknown of a loss that could have been is uncomprehendable. It cannot be described with language, music, art, etc. This is the innermost part, the most intimate self that we desperately cover up. God knows who I realli am.
The bottom line of this blog entry is to super impose the fact that: "Hey no matter how cliche it is, treasure your loved ones. You dunoe when you may not have a chance to just call them by their names and hear their responses."
Things that we take for granted. I think it's high time we got to cherishing them. It's so easy to lose things that we care for. The more we care the more we put ourselves into it. The higher the chance of pain when the loss comes. I don't wanna regret never tellin my dad that i care...i could have lost him...I COULD HAVE. BUt thank god...god is good. He knows me best.
God has never forsaken me come to think of it. No matter how long I havent prayed. Whatever sinful acts that I've been indulging. No matter how I ignore him. Regardless of the fact that I don't talk to him or tell him that I love HIm, he has never left my side. Always in the shadows of my life, blessing me and protecting me. Thank god he forgives and forgets. Thank god for loving me when I'm dun deserve it. Thank god for the fact that I realise my mistake and now I wanna change.
I wanna change and be that somebody for everybody. I dun wanna miss a thing. I dun wanna miss saying goodbye. |
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[Dec. 15th, 2004|02:07 pm] |
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P R O C R A S T I N A T I N G
n yes im just tryin to make my blod entry look longer n as tho i spend alot of time n effort into this journal entry of mine...haha oh well m acutally in class now for news writing n im not paying attention...ha oh well gotta go do some work now...brb real soon with REAL NEWS...haha oh boi...arghx!!!!! |
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[Nov. 27th, 2004|09:47 pm] |
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| | Taufik's It's You That Matter | ] | im in kl...if anyone wants to noe tt is...you wun b able to find me for 3days 2nites...lolx im bus-lagged...pple is jet lagged im bus lagged...have u ever riden a bus for 6hrs?!~butt cramp liao!
vote for taufik!!! i dun like bengs...taufik gogogo...
check out this webbie...love it...http://razlanmanjaji.blogspot.com/ dl the last song - its u tt matter...im in love in taufik...oh man tt voice is so smooth...singapore idol = taufiK!!!! you go dude!!!
sms n vote fo taufik man...we dun wanna have any kitties in the world idol...u get my pt dun u...haha check out da webbie for this damn farnie parody of the prepubesent girlie's dream of the sly kitty poo...ha |
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[Nov. 24th, 2004|09:45 pm] |
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OK that's it...I'm sick of repeating myself to people... this is to all the nosy parkers out there who desperately wanna noe how i fared in the exams but have no guts to ask me and have to go through a tonne of other pple to get to me... I'll just lay it all out for ya'all to see... GD?!~ FINE?!~ sheesh...gee
Character Developement = C plus [i presume i have lousy character...hmmmm i tink tt inculdes like several of my other friends in class...u noe who u are...ha!welcome to da club~]
Fundamentals of Marketing = C plus [i tink tts higher than average rite?cos seetoh said average is C which is 60...hhha take tt teetoh!u tuttering tutor!oh boi...]
Introduction to Communication Principles = B plus [tt suked royally!]
Desktop Publishing = B plus [ditto above...double doses of horsespit!hellish...i tink i must have screwed up CK's racer book cover...haha this is bad!Ck dun read this alrite...i dun tink u have the addy to this...lol gd!]
Information Technology for Business = A [no i din get a distinction...n im not the blardy pet of will tan...stop assuming...its just an A...get over it!]
Creative Communication = A [was hoping for more tho~ guess not!]
Oral Communication = DISTINCTION
I think I've said enough...
recap! A A B+ B+ C+ C+ DISTINCTION...
Have I satisfied your curiousity yet? |
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[Nov. 24th, 2004|09:25 pm] |
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| | Stefanie Sun Yan Zi's New Album | ] |
It's been awhile...
Awhile since I seriously blogged...seriously as in with a sane rational mind void of raging emotions...which more often than not sets my flying fingers and thoughts on a wild ruse...perhaps I should really consider not blogging at all for sometime...away from this safe little haven where problems seemingly cannot touch me...this is my solace ground where I can feel how I feel...n let the whole world know that I don't care about what they have to say about me or to me...its quite sad isn't it?!~
I mean sad as in I don't understand why can't I come face to face with my problems must I run and hide, squirm and duck, jump and skip all the while I'm alive? Problems come round the bend like a speeding bullet, faster than u can ever make out. Before you know it, it's probably blown up all over your face, out of proportion. That's how I've been feeling these days, short of breath, tight about the chest, hyperventilating, eyes wide shut, blank xpressions, non committed blabberings... It's getting ridiculous. I mean me. But most of all I mean my current fix, the present situation, all the mess n trouble that I have clear... It's like a never ending cycle that I'm tired of. Ironically I have pple callin me up in the dead of the night telling me how life sux for them, how lost they feel, how bad things are going agt their way, how fragile relationships and life is to them...N guess what? They expect to hear an answer, advice, consolations, things like that. Who am I to give them all that when I can't solve my own puzzles? But ya noe the strangest thing, I find myself talking to those lost upset depressed beings, telling them to be rational. I hear myself consoling them, I even hear sound advice and logic sprouting in my deranged self. How can this be? It's like 2 persons sharing one body. One tired body.
It's unreal but it's true, those pple are my witnesses. That's it...I have a split personality disorder! Oh gee...Me thinks I've been reading too much of Sidney Shieldon...
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[Nov. 24th, 2004|11:49 am] |
Q1: do u have screwball parents
Q2: do u know of screwball fucked up authority figures in your life
Q3: do u know how fucked up i feel
A1: No
A2: Noo
A3: NOOO
screw!~ farked up shithead...y do i feel such immense hate inside of me tt i can't relinquish...wad's worse...i don't wanna let go of this hate...me tinks it will grow...n the worse of the worse is tt i wanna nurture this black hole of hate...nurse it with my tears, frowns and sharp words...i dun give half a bloody hoot...forget it...no pt telling u...horsespit!!! gee this sux! @@#$#$*&*!^&!@&%%#@^%^#@(&!@*&*$^#%^!%^@%~^%!^%^~%@^!#&@)#^&@^#*&@^#&*@%#^!%@$%~$@%~$!*^%~&@^(*!#&^@%$^#%$^#%(!^~*&!~)&*!)~!~*(_!(*~_!+~(@)*!@ <<<< that was a whole chain of vulgarities...tt i dunoe but wanna noe so i can cuss out loud like now...arghx!
dun bother abt me...i will survive...just get lost ya?!~ |
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| I can't think of any words worse than fuck...tell me if you know of one |
[Nov. 15th, 2004|12:37 pm] |
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| | some heavy metal rock screamings | ] | I don't wanna cry anymore...I don't wanna try to even be the person they want me to be...I don't wanna live no more...I don't wanna care about their feelings anymore...I don't wanna give half a fuck to what they think or do...I don't...I don't wanna...I...I DON'T WANNA GIVE A HECK AT ALL! SCREW YOU ALL...GO AWAY FROM MY LIFE...I DON't NEED YOU!GET LOST!
I wash my hands off my parents...
Tell me where God is whenever I need him...
Fuck
I don't give a shit no more...
NO DON't YOU DARE COMMENT ME I DON't GIVE A HECK TO WHAT YOU FEEL OR THINK ABOUT THIS STUPID SHIT...I CAN TRUST NO ONE AT ALL...SCREW THE BLOODY FUCKED UP WORLD I LIVE IN...I don't give a hoot to whatever shit...you guys can die for all i care...
WHERE THE HELL IS GOD...tell me where? Tell me where is HE when I need him...forget it...i can survive on my own...without anyone at all...you can just shut the fuck up and screw urself silly...
I had put up with enough shit...Don't think I don't dare to slap you back...it's bcos I still have an ounce of respect for you as my parent...don't think i don't dare to run away from home...don't think i don't dare to die...n leave you with a lifetime of regret the way you're treating me...don't think i don't have the guts to call the police...forget you can't think...u have not one bit of education not one bit of social skills...i forgot you're a bitch of a mom...n yes i hate you...all of you!
I'll remember this...I'll remember the pain...the tears...I'll remember the words...n not to worry I'll return them all to you...with interest...I owe it to you...n this hate will grow...I won't bloody forget cos I don't wanna b nice no more...
I will not be bullied anymore...I don't care anymore...I won't cry anymore...not for you not for anyone else...i hate you mom! |
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[Nov. 7th, 2004|11:11 pm] |
i noe i noe...i haven't blogged for damn long already...been realli busy..yea i noe its a lousy excuse...okok i confess i'm just plain lazy n yada yada tired yada...dun blame me man...work is tiring when u go back after some time...it's like readapting to my surroundings...it used to be with tonnes of books but now its like work, pple, money, customers, sales, smiling...the works...i seriously think the job of a salesperson is like wad the chinese call "MAI XIAO" no not dun b crazy...but mai xiao means something like a prostitute...why i say tt cos a salesperson's job is like...forever smiling forever giving in to the customer, forever doing everything they want...it's like sellin urself to them...tts y i said its like whoring...sounds sucky rite?oh well tts life nth's realli fair...im used to it already...i used to like doin sales...the satisfaction of beating the old birds in all the branches i go to makes me fell good...i mean i may not b as perfect in looks as them but i can convince pple to buy generously without any problem...it's like a very natural thing for me...to make pple do things agt their will...haha sounds realli bad rite?well i dun force them but they subconciously agree with whatever i introduce n suggest...it's like so amazing aint it?my most fun thing at work is beating the crap outta my seniors n supervisors in sales targets etc.i know its alittle thing but nonetheless it strokes my ego...haha my boss loves me...realli...gd pay gd incentives gd working conditions...haha oh well win some lose some...at least i'm not losing it all thank god!thank the blessed lord...i am such a lucky girlie...no its not luck...its grace...god's blessings...phew~
sometimes i look into the mirror n see this grosteque being...someone totally inperfect...how i wish i could become someone else...someone more beautful more attractive smarter more eloquent more likeable more of the gd things n less of the bad stuff...but tts how god made me...i can't help it can i?
God grant me the serenity to accept the things tt i can't change, the wisdom to change those tt i can & the peace to noe the difference...
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[Oct. 30th, 2004|12:16 am] |
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it's been a rough day...it's not nice to wait for pple for like 5hrs...i swear i've never waited for anyone this long...thank god i've got smth to distract myself with if not i tink i'll go berserk & stomp off within half an hr...haha i tink im becoming more understanding n patient to a certain xtent...i mean those are supposed to be virtues aren't they?gd 2cultivate them aite?i mean there's no harm or whatsoever tt i can tink off XCEPT mayb pple will actually start bossing me or pushing me ard or making me do things i dun wanna do, etc etc...i tink ya ged ma pt alreadi aite?
sigh...there's so much to do & so little time for everything...i just cant believe the fact tt its saturday officially now & im not having fun yet...worse I have to burn my wkends for the books.how sinful is tt man?n sunday i need to practice my music so hard tt it has to seem i've been banging my piano for almost 2hrs every other day of the past 2wks...tell me how in the world m i gonna do tt?sheesh there's more I have to fix my 12 LONG Chapters of Marketing by tonight & I'm onli done with 8...tell me wth m I gonna do now?i dunoe either...i havent checked my mail, my friendster my every other social acc for eons...if you mailed me & can't find me you know y now...haix its kinda depressing but i tink i've gotten used to it...life's liddat aint it?if you can't win it, join it rite?just tell me where to sign up & i'm ready 2go...
i'm actually quite awake i dunoe why tho i mean i slept late last nite..insomnia robbed my slp i wasn't studying hard enough i guess...i laid on my bed & rolled abt for 3hrs...slept at 3am...woke at 7.45am...it's been tiring...taxing & taking toil on me...the acne's gonna start up real soon & i'm gonna have a pimple plantation tell me what m i gonna harvest?scars?pock-marks?eww let's not go there...anyways im officially seriously very broke...those pple who owe me money like a certain K***N & C***C. will you guys kindly spare the dough...i shld get back approximately...what's 175 + 50? oh great my brain's not functioning anymore how m i gonne study at all?god...help me...sigh i tink i'm just gonna slp on it & 4get abt all the shyt until tml...arghx im agitated...dun tempt me 2rail you...go away~ leave me in peace...i can handle being alone... |
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