tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62471312011-04-22T09:17:23.446+08:00I am fickle to be still having this.clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comBlogger8941100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-58495526855308848212007-05-20T14:26:00.000+08:002007-05-20T14:28:20.708+08:00

See you at the other side.

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-71309455368463082562007-04-17T20:16:00.000+08:002007-04-17T21:06:59.145+08:00

A Lack of Color.Just turned 17 and although it's a big milestone in my life, I'm sticking by my philosophy of "Live Fast, Die Young". JC life hasn't been lenient but the fact that time whizzes by like a bee KICKS ASS!World Peace, yo!

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-38198885364186102382007-03-11T03:11:00.000+08:002007-03-12T02:58:46.544+08:00

I decided that afterall, I don't want to delete this blog. :D But all future entries would probably be photo entries.Anyway, been having the best few days of my life minus the extremely long and disastrously tiring orientation. But made some new friends who were quite interesting and so probably, I'll enjoy school afterall. Maybe it'll be the motivating factor for me to NOT skip school so often

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-67809965208244978462007-02-28T16:16:00.000+08:002007-02-28T16:23:10.736+08:00

Because pictures speak a thousand words and I'm in some pseudo collage frenzy, I'll let the photo above do all the talking. I updated my imagestation with a new album so click HERE. I know I have been ranting about closing this blog but, I sorta like the idea of 2 domains.. doesn't make me so mysterious, publicly.. (OXYMORON OXYMORON!)

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-1171469188117492342007-02-15T00:00:00.000+08:002007-02-15T00:06:28.143+08:00

Because I think pictures convey a heavier, deeper meaning.. I took this recently. It's the old Supreme Court basking in demonic red lighting. It looks intimidating, as though Court = Hell. But a great connotation I felt, as I strolled down Parliament Lane and marvel at its literary meanings and connotations. It's evil, barely subtle but harbours so much regret and death. Nonetheless, Singapore

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-1169493541779807502007-01-23T03:05:00.000+08:002007-01-23T03:19:01.806+08:00

"Perhaps most people in the world aren't trying to be free, Kafka. They just think they are. It's all an illusion. If they really were set free, most people would be in a real pickle. You'd better remember that. People actually prefer not being free."Maybe I do love the entrapment of myself within a bubble before I weave my way out like a butterfly. Don't we all trap ourselves before we free

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-1168109907737009282007-01-07T02:45:00.000+08:002007-01-07T03:34:31.540+08:00

Singapore to Hong Kong to San Francisco to Los Angelas.Departing: 07 JAN 2006, 0655 - SINArriving: 07 JAN 2006, 1149 - LAXTravelling against time is actually quite enthralling.see you at the other side of the world. (:P.S: Please shower love and concern via MSN or text-messaging but I discourage the latter for I have to pay a hefty bill the time I'm back.

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-1167764488493023772007-01-03T02:54:00.000+08:002007-01-03T03:01:28.496+08:00

HELLO WORLD!It's January 3rd and that means so many people are starting school today. I honestly miss the FIRST DAYs but I am enjoying my glorious, wonderful freedom of my extended break. No, I'm not intending to work but in all essence, luxuriate myself in the abyss of indulgence.Haven't finalised my intention to announce my new blog domain and I know I'm getting super annoying but you can come

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-1166193292065806872006-12-15T22:23:00.000+08:002006-12-15T22:46:20.056+08:00

G'DAY WORLD!I'm just here to say look out for some new changes because I'm considering of letting my seeekreet domain go public some time soon. Let's just say I'm deleting this place because my memories are being re-written and I'm totally enjoying the things I'm doing so far. Let's revel in the Christmas festivities and share the love, alright?Just came back from church camp not too long so I'm

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-1163911963840638562006-11-19T12:47:00.000+08:002006-11-19T12:53:30.966+08:00

I don't really miss this place that much.Anyway, I'm here just to update my photoalbum links so feel free to browse them. You can stop by every once in a while to check them out but you can well forget me posting anything other than that. Still loving my new domain and yes, still gonna blog here once a month. (:

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-1162199619629097542006-10-30T16:20:00.000+08:002006-10-30T17:19:15.466+08:00

For old times' sake, I shall drop a short update for the public audience here and reverting back to the hiatus. And since it's listed on the CENTRAL blog, just give a little face la.I am enjoying my time at my new domain, of which you can still ask me about it on MSN if you'd like to know. My newfound avenue has provided an arena for provoked thoughts, musings as well as random philosophies

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-1160240330667176752006-10-08T00:38:00.000+08:002006-10-08T00:58:50.720+08:00

TEMPORARY MOVE!meaning I'm STILL on hiatus on afrodisialove.boo, I'm moving over to an alternate domain temporarily which I am not obligated to share publicly. With all the shenanigan that has happened lately, I really need a breath of fresh air. It's high time to be a little discreet and frank with a handful.IM me if you'd like to know the hush-hush location, I'll consider. (:

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-1159553148403588182006-09-30T01:50:00.000+08:002006-10-01T00:17:53.430+08:00

damn I'm opinionated, and not so sensitive afterall.ONHIATUS again.not because of the detriment I call examinations..but a need for an allocated period where I can space out, not be stubborn and maintain my healthy indulgence in dead matter (novels).I'm trying to be really zen this time round.no, not the booze again.

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-1159452925533090852006-09-28T21:10:00.000+08:002006-09-28T22:34:43.780+08:00

My name is Lucas Scott, I am a senior at Tree Hill High School. I play basketball, at least I used to.I have a girlfriend, at least.. I used to.And I have a best friend.Tree Hill's just a place somewhere in the world.Maybe it's a lot like your world, maybe it's nothing like it.But if you look closer, you might see someone like you.Someone trying to find their way.Someone trying to find their

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-1159356105660892502006-09-27T19:03:00.000+08:002006-09-27T19:21:46.126+08:00

yes, I'm going back to school tomorrow.Albeit the fact that I find school very redundant dreadful nowadays. I know it's not a good attitude to have but damn, its really productive studying at home. I'd probably skip a few days on the final week leading to study leave.Been sleeping over at joe's the past 3 days, living off his stash of expensive junk food and b&js. (: Covered chemistry completely

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-1159289201929702512006-09-26T23:58:00.000+08:002006-09-27T00:46:42.240+08:00

GOKUSEN 2!Watched half of the series today, especially oogling at Kame (androgynous & skinny, I like!) & Koike Teppei. Haiya, with friends sucked in the whole korean shizz, I should re-ignite the jap flava again.. you know to balance the yin and yang.(P.S: it turns out meredith's watching the same thing as me too)Skipped school today, so did Joe. Had quite a good day; snuggled in his warm

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-1159178606093417542006-09-25T17:50:00.000+08:002006-09-25T18:03:26.153+08:00

It may well be that we can never fully adapt to our own deformities. Unable to find a place inside ourselves for the very real pain and suffering that these deformities cause, we come here to get away from such things. As long as we are here, we can get by without hurting others or being hurt by them because we know that we are 'deformed'. That's what distinguishes us from the outside world: most

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-1159033187108105782006-09-24T01:16:00.000+08:002006-09-24T01:58:57.263+08:00

rules are made to be bent.been enjoying my short hiatus from my studies. retail therapy, good food, good company.. oh the high life. And no, i'm insistent that I resume my revision on sunday.had a smashing time with kcube(in full force!) today, albeit the constant mockery that I was clad in pseudo maternity wear. ended up at max brenner's again, attempting to smuggle marshmellows for a satisfying

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-1158830381617757322006-09-21T17:02:00.000+08:002006-09-21T17:28:21.453+08:00

I'm doing something new lately, called sporadic spring cleaning (SSC). You know how you dread clearing up your room? Yes, even though mom doesn't nag but you don't really get why you'd still do it. Maybe, it's because of the other roommate of yours (my brother in this case) who probably can't stand it cos he represents the epitome of hygiene in your dictionary?But on 2nd thought, you imagine the

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-1158732687571817172006-09-20T13:48:00.000+08:002006-09-20T14:11:28.233+08:00

crikey, been spending quite a bit on shopping lately.Was caught up in the entire prelims-is-over-y'all mood yesterday (it wasn't even official) and furthermore, my dad must've been in an extremely psychotic mood because he gave me the HKD $1000 (SGD$200) which I casually asked for. Nonetheless, had the moolah and needed to diminish my shopping withdrawals. It's so therapeutic to be shopping on a

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-1158632460409046932006-09-19T09:58:00.000+08:002006-09-19T10:22:51.200+08:00

how do you define LOVE really?It puzzles me all the time and to date, I'm still unable to collate a substantial definition for this ambiguous term. Western movies commercialize love to be a miracle, where an opus of fireworks erupt into sparks of passionate desire. Sometimes, they even personify it to be hatred - jealously and envy clouding their eyes. And it's not that I refuse to base my

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-1158560809304287142006-09-18T14:16:00.000+08:002006-09-18T14:29:03.033+08:00

Local Underground Indie Rock Musik Fest - FLOW!Am looking for company to pimp this event because the lineup's smashing. More popular ones are of course Electrico & Ronin. Tickets are priced $20 for presale and entry is for 16 & above, ID is required.Event officially starts at 8 pm with invitation to an afterparty if you're lucky. All you interested, nocturnal indie rock lovers out there, please

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-1158513596354886772006-09-18T01:02:00.000+08:002006-09-18T01:19:56.620+08:00

Currently in the can't-give-a-two-hoot-about-prelims mood.okay, anyone within cyberdom radius can hurl an object at me now.Crashed joe's pad for the entire day in a failed attempt to study. Instead, I made him listen to my lamentations of a non-existant social circle while he created new cocktail concoctions. For a moment, I was marvelled at his dad's never depleting stash of wine and booze -

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-1158427938025613492006-09-17T01:07:00.000+08:002006-09-17T01:55:37.260+08:00

Happy 15th, Hope Church Singapore!everyone was dressed to the nines (me inclusive) for our 15th anniversary which got me a little fidgetty throughout the 3 hours.here's some photos because I'm really quite lazy to type out what happened. for a better glimpse into my day, just move your cursor to the left and click on Hope Church 15th.all in all, I really enjoyed myself taking pictures with people

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-1158329506986367012006-09-15T21:27:00.000+08:002006-09-15T22:11:47.330+08:00

I have finally broken the silence - a hiatus I've kept by for the longest time I must say. So bare with me as I attempt to shed some light on my never-ending train of thoughts for the past week.Things as usual haven't been stable - it got better, then it became really bad. But my predicaments have indeed allowed me to depend on God on a much greater intensity, and I'm glad I've achieved that

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-1157219820429746602006-09-03T01:54:00.000+08:002006-09-07T01:36:44.626+08:00

ON A SHORT HIATUS.(P.S: This post has been edited!)things have become detrimental, much to my dismay.so I need the time to have a sound mind - to study, to catharsize and do whatever it takes to find myself again. And it's high time I caught up with a few friends too.(1 photo album is up, move your cursor to your left!)

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-1157130177065200052006-09-02T00:57:00.000+08:002006-09-02T01:08:38.116+08:00

Old friends who date close to 7 years back.About 2 days ago, I had a whale of time with some old mates back from primary school. A bond so strong that we'd make it a point to meet up at least twice a year. We've all grown old, changed but they still remain as the very people who gave me the best years of my life thus far.About 2 days ago, we spent time photowhoring, fooling around west coast park

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-1157126923538497272006-09-01T23:35:00.000+08:002006-09-02T00:08:43.703+08:00

I really thank God for the time spent with Mom.I try to make it a habit, to go out with my mom at least once a fortnight for dinner. Her life is always work and family, so my brother and I would make it a point to catch up with her whenever we can.We went for a spa session today, which was extremely indulgent, sensualistic and rejuvenating! I'm probably well on my way to becoming a full-fledged

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-1156924983121259152006-08-30T15:03:00.000+08:002006-08-30T16:03:03.376+08:00

I have a habit, in which some may call it a superstitious assurance.When examinations commence, I subconciously wear my green WWJD band to sleep. Afterwhich, I'd make it a habit to then recite 1 Peter 5 : 7 before retreating for the night. My mom finds it amusing, how I rely on superstition to rid myself of exam jitters. But no one really knows how comforting it is to do this small routine every

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-1156764010092664302006-08-28T22:46:00.000+08:002006-08-28T23:18:51.920+08:00

band-aid.It's like a fixed predicament women anticipate, perhaps for the sake of beauty or self-pleasure.Last sunday, I bought a pair of polka-dotted shoes impulsively. It was tight, but I still bought it. I wore it for 2 days consecutively, and ended up with detrimental consequences.A big, raw blister. Subconciously, I'd smacked on a band-aid, still foolishly believing that the gauze on

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-1156653754840948872006-08-27T12:02:00.000+08:002006-08-27T12:42:35.393+08:00

the butterfly effect.according to dictionarydotcom, the definition of butterfly effect is the phenomenon whereby a small change in one part of a complex system can have a large effect somewhere else. ever watched the movie with the same title by Ashton Kutcher?The world gyrates around change. Change is one of the few constants within the earthly realms we stand upon. Very often juxtaposed with

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-1156530843368267792006-08-26T02:12:00.000+08:002006-08-26T02:45:54.996+08:00

what up homies, it's the weekends!I'm shacked up at joe's right now with a spread of exotic nuts from Turkey, getting my beauty pamper done as well as attempt to do some math. I'm still watching my trashy taiwan drama but who cares, they make me chuckle all the time. That's to sum up my youtube withdrawals; my daily teevee okay!Quite a friday night I had with weifen and jastyn. Visited SAM & ACM

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-1156322939543380092006-08-23T16:27:00.000+08:002006-08-23T22:21:37.163+08:00

I know it's really late to be posting this since Miss Universe 2006 was quite a while ago but seriously, Miss Japan 2006 Kurara Chibana is so damn hot! I was quite pervy to be staring at her face for nearly 5 minutes on the 8days mag. She's totally orgasmic aphrodisiacal man. Heh, my women tendencies DO still kick in from time to time. :DSo I'm currently at weifen's getting my SS notes done with

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-1156152992952612242006-08-21T17:10:00.000+08:002006-08-21T17:36:34.123+08:00

NOTE TO ALL:my phone's sent for servicing till thursday because I believe it has been dropped way too many times. yes, so don't text because i'll only see them on thursday. this sucks, I feel quite foreign without my phone. ):I overslept till 9.30, which I found to be a little queer since I don't usually do on schooldays. Moreover, I locked the roomdoor which I didn't know why and ended up

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-1156020388435629272006-08-20T03:59:00.000+08:002006-08-20T13:58:03.643+08:00

my sentiments exactly.a day suffused with a matrix of emotions, evoked within an expanse of 18 hours. A vague sense of satisfaction and accomplishment overwhelms with such intensity.surreal intimate confessions.against the lulling backdrop of the supreme court, I couldn't resist the urge to regurgitate all this shit. and as always, we all find ourselves on the same sampan, dealt with the same,

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-1155928679453346252006-08-19T03:05:00.000+08:002006-08-19T03:17:59.656+08:00

I finally got my hands on Stephane Pompougnac's Hotel Costes collection compilation CD. These babies here costed me $350 over a span of 4 years to collect, by far being my most expensive and consistent collection of CDs. You can very well deem them my prized possessions. But yes, I'm a complete sucker for French Lounge and Hotel Costes is anytime better than Herry's High Society collection, which

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-1155822565756854062006-08-17T21:24:00.000+08:002006-08-17T21:49:26.406+08:00

random musings.Whatever happened to weekly weekday trips to malls after class? I realise ever since the year began, I hardly headed down after school purely for sensualistic purposes. Revolutionized me has since invested her moolah on chic cafes, novels, costly-shipped-from-amazondotcom film classics and probably buying the endless list of guidebooks for O's.mellowed like old cheese, if I were to

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-1155734919128673432006-08-16T21:12:00.000+08:002006-08-16T21:28:39.296+08:00

put your PJs on.albeit a little early for some PJs, but I realise it's a little superstitious thing I'd do. I'd sashay around the house in towel slippers, matching PJs and my specs, before proceeding to act cute in front of the mirror. it feels liberating sometimes, to let narcissm overwhelm me and commit whimsical acts around the house.and because people have been complaining about my forlorness

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-1155571521662708702006-08-14T23:19:00.000+08:002006-08-15T01:49:06.243+08:00

Ambiguity.I'm still at page 135 of 600 of The Seven Types of Ambiguity - pathetic I know. But I vaguely recall someone once asking Weifen and I about the meaning of Ambiguity. And I also remember we both paused, probably for too long and concluded that it's one of those words we couldn't explain. It's just like asking me to explain the meaning of surprised. (Might as well ask me what's the

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-1155481567041969082006-08-13T22:41:00.000+08:002006-08-13T23:14:24.716+08:00

As I watch the news daily, I begin to wonder why there's so much strife and suffering in the world.There's a war going on in Lebanon - Israelis vs Lebanese. Fujian was just hit with a typhoon rcently. Heathrow had a recent bombing. Tamil Tigers are still against Sri Lankan government despite numerous attempts for peace talks by the UN. Taiwan's opposition is bent on overthrowing President Chen

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-1155392928633784352006-08-12T22:01:00.000+08:002006-08-12T23:20:14.643+08:00

went for Planetshakers - Ultraviolet yesterday. It was actually quite short with only 5 songs but nothing beats a live concert! Henry Seeley a-aa-aaawesome and the keyboardist was quite cute! :D But it wasn't just all music that night, something Mike Guglielmucci said triggered this thought.Every church you visit, you'll always hear this name, Jesus. For some, it has become a norm to hear it

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-1155218987784435002006-08-10T20:59:00.000+08:002006-08-10T23:47:55.450+08:00

for the million and one small little things she has done for me, though it may seem insignificant in others' eyes, she drops words of gold which instantly illuminates my day. joanne, my dear COCO, your text messages were so sweet and heartwarming that I couldn't help but show off to everyone around me. I love you and can't thank God more for you being in my life. We'll catch the sunset at tanjong

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-1155133801831148542006-08-09T21:53:00.000+08:002006-08-09T22:39:38.370+08:00

I'm literally badly toasted.but nonetheless, I enjoyed myself a ton for the past 2 days.was supposed to catch the fireworks with weisong, david and steph yesterday but we ended up bingeing on a whole lot of chips along boat quay and scouring around The Fullerton photowhoring. weisong, being the loony idiot that he is, did his own rendition of a horror flick and it's all caught on tape! so catch

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-1154875831346732132006-08-06T22:20:00.000+08:002006-08-06T22:50:31.673+08:00

I've been laughing a lot - that's a good sign.You could say I feel a little forlorn that I've unofficially stepped down from being a leader to becoming a mentor instead. Like the oddity from having a ton of responsibilities to weightless burdens; it feels abruptly foreign. But a new generation of leaders has to rise up in order for the kingdom to advance from glory to glory, it's time that the

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-1154708857485293102006-08-05T00:03:00.000+08:002006-08-05T00:30:53.433+08:00

it actually feels quite enjoyable to be muted from the society, where the world plays out everyone's lives through fleeting images and you try to interpret what people are laughing about, why they frown. you just have to give the props to Big Louie for churning out awesome indie tracks!my 2 1/2 hours city promenade walk was fairly rejuvenating, albeit sporadic breezes fluctuated my mood.

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the scintillating allure of friday.it's amazing how aphrodisiacal fridays have become, possibly because we all need that little time to recollect ourselves and set our tastebuds right for another weekly ride of pleasure. and because I'm utterly battered from schoolwork, I guess I deserve a good getaway.seeing as I have no plans made for tomorrow, I think I'll embark on that journey around the

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Pain, it comes in all forms. The small twinge, a bit of soreness, the random pain that we live with everyday. Then there is the kind of pain you just can't ignore, a level of pain so great that it blocks out everything else, makes the rest of your world fade away until all we can think about is how much we hurt, how we manage our pain is up to us. Pain we anthetisize, ride it out, embrace it,

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in life, there has to be a need for decadence occasionally. while some argue that too much of a good thing is bad, we can't deny we still need that good thing to sustain us through, to crudely put it across, the shitty issues of our very own existance.it's like emotional dependence, something you feel an urgent need to cling onto dearly if not it would metaphorically seem that your world would

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I had to run away from something for the day,say domestic disputes & civilisation? when dealt with rough times, it's a natural instinct that you question. Sometimes it's rhetorical, like an impending need to address the issue for rationality. While others, it means quite literally.. why.so today, I took a little more time out from school work to have an advanced personal retreat just for myself;

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hello world,it's 12.42 and while I'm freaking out that I actually snoozed off while doing social studies, just a quickie before I forget the things I wanted to pen down.I know I said this a lot of times but..I really enjoy my new phase of life. It's like pseudo newfound freedom in people, in things I enjoy, in God. I wonder if I can emphasize this metaphorically, it's something like a crossover

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I actually have a lot to pen down but I'll leave it for tomorrow.but yes, praise the Lord.. we have 3 converts and st margs hit 14 for service attendance! I really can't contain my excitement but there'll be a time for it!am shacked up at gab's hotel room (swissotel ok?!) with a few homies and awoke from my nap because of a rich scent of soda and dark chocolate. gab's flying back to san diego and

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The Lake House was relatively good, sweet for some. although it isn't your run-of-the-mill kind of romance movie, it'd be a beautiful story for typical movie-goers. Appreciate the movie with your heart and feel for the character; if you ever want to maximise your $9.50. I wouldn't say it's raving good nor highly recommend it, but it was along the lines of Sweet November so I'd pretty much say

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THE INFAMOUS ZIZOU HEADBUTT!which eunice and I somehow re-enacted.This was quite quirky.We were playing frisbee-captain's ball style today for PE and surprisingly, it was quite addictive so I got a little hiong. (insert name of whoever threw the frisbee) threw the frisbee and sent it spiralling.. and spiralling.. till it was spiralling for the ground. In attempt to snatch the frisbee away, and

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aye kcube, hopping on the bandwagon for b&j's on national day?because I'm such a purnani, neurotically thrilled that my social life is back on track and having had the most productive study day, I decided to stop being party pooper and share the love of blogging!Let's start with good ole' random stuff!#1. Joe once tricked me into eating cat food. (I ate dog food before!)#2. God is my supernova

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THE FINALLY LEGAL BRUDDER.he's 21 today, still an arse, loves his skinny jeans, horny like every other men but still kickass. A pity his hair's all gone but I think the girls still dig that suave crew cut. now now, everyone's growing up so fast. ):probably STILL ON SHORT HIATUS!because i'm such a crummy pooper and letting school suck shizz out of my life everyday, I'm in desperate need to

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This post has been edited!I was watching Oprah today, as usual I loved it. Pathological liars ring a bell, anyone? School life is such a scandal sometimes, though the kicks do wonders.STILL ON HIATUS!pardon me, American TV is hedonistic.

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I am stubborn.I've accustomed myself lately to be in my parents' shoes ever since my brother entered the army. tentatively, being the only child left to grow up, there's a silent need to become an adult much sooner than how my siblings did, perhaps to match up with them. and maybe I've mellowed too fast, too soon for them to find a new muse before I bade out.I don't mean to honour myself but I

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I think I can forgive,but not forget.perhaps I don't want to forget?it's little wonder how joe aptly puts it across to me it's easier to fall in order to stand.

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I liked today.Day 1 of starting anew began on a very good note; a sign that things have started out right.I think it's enough.I read in my current read (Seven Types of Ambiguity) that to some sense, we create our own reality in light of a preference of a perceived external world. because every Man, having the perfectionist in them, want happy endings!But for me, as much as I want a happy ending,

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as much as I love/hate it, I could not hover around a state of inertia any longer; feeling numbed never felt this good but I guess someplace, somewhere.. someone had to make me regurgitate everything out. let's just assume that it was God's impeccable timing that He put the right people to say the right stuff at the right time so that I wouldn't lose my direction.I'm about to embark on a

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Don't leave me dry.on sighting upon my lacklustre posts of late, I decided to take the weekend for some much needed purgatory and retreats with God to grapple with the decisions I have been deterring to make..I'm in a teeny-melancholic-emo state for now but no fret, we've got old school coca cola as a good replacement for the booze. it'll prolly do good if I switched both liquids and drank coke

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Let the rain of Your presenceFall on meEveryday that I liveWith every breath I breatheLet the rain of Your presenceFall on meLord let Your presence flowRain on me I was just worshipping God a while ago during quiet time and I started humming the tune of this song. I think rain (or rather downpour) is a very literal representation of God's grace; it's abundant! Don't you find rain pattering on the

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OUI!French lovin'!I still reckon they played a marvellous game despite the Italians' deliberate crafty attacks. A pity Italy had curried the favour of Lady Luck because the French had extremely opportune moments for strikes. Ribery and Henry played really well but a pity all 3 star players were out by 2nd period time extension.Afterall it's world cup fever and I'm the

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in commemoration of my current systematic state, I will attempt in point form.1. Dad's home from Bangkok after a month and got us nothing.2. It's outreach day tomorrow, very exciting.3. I hope people give me the chance to tabula rasa.4. Online shopping is very addictive.5. Mom's cheering me on to watch the finals.6. Weekly marcom updates from ben = more work.7. A revelation from Joel 2 spurs me

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Psalm 121 : 1 - 2 (KJV)1 I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help.2 My help cometh from the LORD, which made heaven and earthImagine a forest with towering trees. Its lush green entices you in. You feel the calming breeze on your skin and suddenly, a fire breaks out. trees start collapsing one by one till it becomes a barren land. yet a lone tree stands out on this land

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Tomorrow is friday.Fridays exude an alluring charm.It signals the closure of a busy week for many, an opening for a weekend to simply, wind down. It's very peculiar to stare at people's faces on fridays; the eyebags, deep dark indentions around the eyes and seemingly dreamy faces are good indicators of battered man, regardless of what he has accomplished.Fridays are very appealing.Many live

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I'm actually very exhausted but brimming with fulfillment.well I met up with puiwah for our first lesson together and it was very fruitful. okay, it wasn't much of a lesson but we discussed several things together and my excitement was multiplying at an immense rate with each minute that ticked by. indeed God is very very very amazing. We didn't go according to agenda but again, I was anoited by

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okay I managed to crawl out of bed (minus the acute pain) to try and get some revision done for my geog test tomorrow. so yes, me missing in action from school today due to a stress-related ailment. my mom's conversation with the doctor was terribly amusing.so actually I'm suffering from muscle spasms which causes acute pain and irritable bowel movements (meaning that I feel like shitting all the

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it's 0046, another 7 hours to school and I'm wide awake.just came home from my old folks after some time with my sister which eventually turned into a short nap as we stared at the teevee box. And as I awoke, I was greeted with this coming from Grey's Anatomy:no matter what, everyone's a liar.they lie because the truth hurts.bittersweet and reminiscent; a matrix of thoughts evoked from one simple

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knowing when enough is enough.sometimes my gift of administration tends to make me rigid and stifling. It dawned on me that the past week had been immensely annoying and yes, God's testing my boiling point. I reached a stage where sorry has fallen deaf on my ears and I'm so sick of taking initiatives time and again. it's exhausting to put myself through self-denial that I am appreciated.i think

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repercussions.yesterday was a wild night along sheares bridge with a few homies followed by an excruciatingly expensive (but sponsered) stay at the swissotel. we bought nearly the entire convenience store and just binged in front of the teevee box with some good ole' primary school flava. my mom was away in KL for 2 days on conference and so I thought it was an opportune time for a night out BUT

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fickle-mindedness?it's a trend I see in many people's lives.we embrace the new with vigour and we shun the old. we take delight in the thrilling pleasures that the new has to offer, subtly enjoying what the old is still giving. despite having to accustom oneself all over again, it seems lesser of an assiduous task than reigniting your passion for the familiar.but when one grows weary of the new,

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before I retreat back to the mountain of homework..starting the new school term with caregroup and shepherding is very refreshing. it's rather appalling how I managed to keep my eyes fixeted upon the word and not during social studies lesson despite surviving on TWO hours of sleep. (yes I slept at 4 cos I was watching Hana Yori Dango)An insight into one of the many many stupid things we said..me:

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ADVOCATEn. One that argues for a cause; a supporter or defender: an advocate of civil rightstr.v To speak, plead, or argue in favor ofyou've heard of a devil's advocate, but why never God's advocate? Can you imagine fighting to be in the courts of Jesus to the extent that you have to plead to be a child of His?then again, no.He abolished the rule of only letting the holiest of holies to meet Him.

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I decided to delete my previous post because I'm struck with a random analogy after my chat with jinqi.are you hanging on for the prize?I was walking home as usual today, wincing in pain for I was clad in a pair of intolerable heels and have been walking in them for nearly the entire day. sometimes I never get why I put myself through such torment, for I know I'll end up with blistered feet but

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an epicurean lifestyle.tantalizing I must say. a slow sensual discovery of pleasure, unbeknownst to a world of politics and sex. however, a frugal epicurean lifestyle is pretty much none at all.had at great time at steph's catching up on a chick flick, followed by some good chatting. like always, something tingled my senses and I'm thrusted into a labyrinth of debate. perception is reality; this

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it's pleasant to know that sometimes your advices are able to change an angle of someone's perspective, that afterall i'm not taken lightly. found a fellow partner in crime, teckyang, to unravel the complexity of life through our small talks. one of the rare human breeds of complex specimens who like me, are emotionally demanding. so teckyang, thanks too for the sharing, very invigorating indeed!

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I need to make a disclaimer!yesterday's entry was purely my general theories upon "change" and shouldn't be taken literally. it's subjective and I know it sparked off some controversy here but honestly, it was thrilling to hear this many viewpoints. everyone's rebuttal made considerable questioning so I'll ponder over it! (:today was quite productive!my robinson cruesoe conquest on emaths - did

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my thoughts have been provoked tonight.change.I still have a love-hate thing going on for change and I reckon it'll remain as love-hate for quite a while. But what's your definition of change? what's the opposite of change?I vaguely remember when I was 6, I used to walk to daycare with my mom everyday hurriedly. Though tiring, I loved spending time with my mom. But now, as we're thrusted into the

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have you walked along the Orchard underpass which links wisma to tangs? ever understood why we always picked up pace and scurry through the stampede like you usually do?I used to be in denial that it was my claustrophobia/agoraphobia acting up and by no means necessary, I had to escape the cacophonic surroundings. Now I deem it as a redundant excuse to cover up the fact that I'm being infused

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I possibly had one of the worst days ever but I'd much rather not go into details.yet I know I've emerged as a victor of Christ.a case of tolerance which was equally excruciating as a case of patience. to grit your teeth upon mockery, paint on a mask and plunging into superficiality is never the ideal task but I'm glad God composed me. A tactic of reverse psychology; though a jack of all traits..

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possibly one of the best things that came out of stmargs; she's kickass!a little coffee, some english carrot cake and a lulling ambience was enough for us to hop on the bandwagon of transparent talk. yet something so enchanting about our catchup is how we become naughty little adults despite our low frequency of meetings. i love to embrace my life with diversity and I think i'm doing just

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Liquid Kitchen is undeniably one of the best chillout restaurants I've been to but a pity I could not stuff myself with the scrumptious food. it's rather amusing how couple of glasses of red wine landed me with a splitting headache and whirlpool-esque vision; i reckon gab spiked my drink.past few days have set me thinking.judge-mentalism evident and swallowing me up inside. questioning the

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ever since yesterday, I've been thinking a fair bit about standards. NT survey just reinforced my ponder over how i've been leading with complacency, responsibility and experience, which sets me thinking if I had taken His grace for granted. just some food for thought to re-examine my motives and heart attitudes I've been undertaking since the year began.------------------------I had a great

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the holidays coerce me towards the epitome of vanity.I threaded my eyebrows, did DIY nailart/manicure (which I'm quite proud of!) and soaked in a silky milk bath. P.S i'm not living in denial of being a taitai, i'm just enjoying life! OH and not to mention that my sister sponsered my shopping so I shagged a striped top and a supercheap-onsale jacket. haha, i'm afterall a woman and carnal. (:NT

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I am nothing but a Paul Frank junkie; yes I'm still holding onto my dream of living in a house fully decorated with nothing but PF.... wouldn't that be smashing?the thrills and perks of online shopping are simply shiok. pleasure doubles up when joe brings over his loot of candy and we order in macs takeout! a pint of heineken was enough to bring out the randomness in us like how I should've

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I should have known better not to play with fire.woke up this morning with a hint of a sore throat but I still gave the go-ahead with my bingeing spree at joe's. what's worse was that we still played vivaciously in the rain, seizing the good opportunity to bask in the minty patter of large blobs of water. so now the undesirable consequences have kicked in but it feels rather fuzzy to be clad in

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civilisation felt a little less than weird when I stepped out of NUS yesterday. nonetheless I feel refreshed and blessed with several single words from God throughout the whole duration and He has been emphasizing on FOCUS. Encounter is one where I'll remember how God gave me a gentle push for the group, where I kept tearing during altar call on 2nd night, where small revelations came pouring in

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yes, I promise I'm going back to school tomorrow despite how much I miss camp and all the churchies!as I type, nearly half the world's learning about God's word but no fret cos while everyone has to sleep in that crummy place called a hostel room, I get the comfort of my own bed! I think I had one of the most tiring,wet and thrilling day and my goodness, it's only DAY ONE of Encounter!mmm, i'm

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-1149608643413111262006-06-06T23:18:00.000+08:002006-06-06T23:44:03.446+08:00

sometimes my post-modernism ways really annoy me. pragmatism and skepticism becomes such an integral thing in my life and subconsciously, I lose connection with God in certain things.that's one revelation from NT survey yesterday where I promised myself to be lesser of a pragmatic and grow in childlike faith. it'll be a much harder process for me coming from such a cynical family but it's

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God, I'm really very drained.ministry + games comm + marcom + school - I really need a double dose of strength because I'm extremely scared I might crumble. I promise You to give me one night to cry out everything and I'll be back on my feet by tomorrow.today wasn't a very good day.somehow as the day progressed it just disintegrated but I promised God and myself to not be distracted. the small

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my latest fetish.from left - joe cheng, ethan ruan.smashingly goodlooking boyish-ness, I am afterall carnal and asian at heart! (:if you've been around me lately, I'm been raving about these two. and I've come to a conclusion that I have a soft spot for tall and skinny male celebs; joe cheng has an uncanny resemblance to Joo Ji Hoon man! (p.s : this is also to comfort me for my squash test)------

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-1148916564881102672006-05-29T23:06:00.000+08:002006-05-29T23:46:49.106+08:00

STILL ON HIATUS!(but i doubt for long, i'm such a loser you know that!)sidetrack - there's a great urge to satisfy this brimming inane desire for grocery shopping. trivial you claim, yet imagine the joy you can derive from pushing a cart around a mass of food with a limited budget. sometimes I take upon this as a rather colossal task? well more than often a colossal task of limitations.i retreat

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firstly, God indeed surprises us with unexpected returns.while I was having shepherding with mellissa today - the teaching was on the external causes of spiritual dryness. I really felt God's annoiting upon me and throughout the lesson; I was spirit-led. I spouted words that were rather profound to the extent that I sounded alienating to myself. Nonetheless, it was a fruitful lesson and I look

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-1148547507648851252006-05-25T16:24:00.000+08:002006-05-25T16:58:27.773+08:00

you know, I was reading Kahlil Gibran's book on the plane and there was this nagging quote which said "To understand the heart and mind of a person, look not at what he has already achieved, but at what he aspires to do." And then, I closed the book and chucked it away. I don't get why at that time I did that, but I think it's because when you're 3000 miles from home with no one to confide in

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tim tams, always the winner!(thankyou, don't have to remind me the calorie count!)it's a little ironic aye, to be bombarded with a ton of written essays on the very last week of school. adding onto that - i have to finish my tuition homework, marcom interview template questions, chillouts with certain groups, shepherdings, study for chinese, pack the utter mess I call a room and train for

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i don't fancy being pulled into family politics or scandals. got over and done with, so dad.. please stop dragging me into this shenanigan. serenity transcends while watching planes take off. you sit in a glass box-esque kind of setting, plastic chairs uniformly lined out across the carpetted flooring with the occasional PA-lady's voice droning the place with her announcements.yet sometimes I

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-1148218843535417542006-05-21T21:30:00.000+08:002006-05-21T21:40:43.573+08:00

a sense of accomplishment brims inside; sadly not homework-wise but the company and banter was simply therapeutic. I like it how nostalgia dawns upon us as we reminiscenced over rebel days; and now I look back upon my old self as a mellowed lady.mighty four of kcube came today but we ended up with no rigour for any chinese practices. instead, we ended up chatting for nearly 2 hours over the

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i am in what weifen aptly calls it, a state of inertia.something must've gotten over me, but i'm unaware of what it is. along my walk home, i halted to a complete stop at several irregular intervals. and i gaze up upon the sky, somehow the opulent mahogany has been sheltered by a canopy of wispy cotten clouds.then again,why do I feel as if I'm not in progression?

clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06820399184815141607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247131.post-1148054699295626222006-05-19T23:27:00.000+08:002006-05-20T00:04:59.343+08:00

To be, or not to be: that is the question.Hamlet - Act 3, Scene 1.This famous quotation has evolved into a social mockery, by which a seemingly influential alchemy has modified the ambiguity of its meaning. The enigma that dwells in the lair of those words has unfortunately dissipated with time, trite if I were to put it across harshly.I'm done with Hamlet and retiring from Shakespeare for a bit.

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