tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-139171312011-12-02T14:09:04.834+08:00seekernoreply@blogger.comBlogger3251100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-81895006753912962572011-04-28T04:29:00.001+08:002011-04-28T04:30:40.532+08:00

to new beginnings.Read me @ gnitiuh.wordpress.comSee you. :)

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The wheels have been set in motion a long time ago... will be blogging in wordpress soon.1 April, a date most apt for new beginnings.~~~~~~~On an unrelated note, am suffering from a dreary stomachache at the moment. I suspect it has something to do with the funky ginseng chicken soup I had last night.Note to self: If it smells bad, it probably is bad.Probably deserve the discomfort for being

seekernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-16620326049205961532011-02-07T15:12:00.004+08:002011-02-07T15:18:31.977+08:00

For all their collective grumpiness + my dad's short fuse + my mom's natural ability to annoy, they were terribly supportive of my decision.Not that it has illuminated the path ahead, but the burden has been lightened... and for that I am extremely relieved. :)

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It always happens, referring to the first few days (or even weeks) of a new year as the previous. Me, half my mind is still stuck in 2010. Can anyone explain why the year just went past like that? Is it true that time passes faster the older you are? Maybe that's why we are afraid of death - it creeps up on you so quickly that you barely have time to acknowledge it and then your life is gone.Okay

seekernoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-37452618066983436522011-01-02T18:59:00.003+08:002011-01-02T19:01:10.894+08:00

Today feels like one of those emo days when everything that can go wrong, does.But being an emo day also means that things just feel worse than they actually are, which hopefully, also means that tomorrow will seem much brighter.

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Things definitely look closer on this side of November. Mingled excitement + apprehension. :)

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I wrote, then I deleted. There are some things that one should never say on cyberspace (though can be said face-to-face, that hopefully leaves no trace, haha). Tried hard to make metaphors/analogies/hidden meanings, but literature has never been my strong point, nor had subtlety. Not to mention that I can no longer write casually – I was actually writing everything in the passive manner and

seekernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-22383596865569547842010-08-15T00:34:00.000+08:002010-08-16T09:35:51.904+08:00

Better late than never, I caught “Before Sunset” 6 years after it screened. If we want to be particular about it, I also REALLY watched “Before Sunrise” 15 years too late – the first time I saw it on TV, I only half-watched it because I was only a kid who didn’t know any better.And guess what, they were instantaneous hits with me. I suppose one shouldn’t even think of them as two separate movies,

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Stressed, and uneasy. There I admit it.人生偶尔会走上一条陌路像是没有指标的地图It all started when I had a conversation with my parents. Okay, not really, more like my dad directed a piece of information at my mom and I, though I purposely chose not to react to it. He was going on about how much my cousins earn and things like that, and I was getting stressed just by hearing it, knowing that I'm going to head down a

seekernoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-85099603315881562422010-06-09T08:17:00.000+08:002010-06-09T15:00:10.072+08:00

It was the second time in two weeks that I dreamt of visiting Taipei – I really wonder why! – though this second dream that I had last night was infinitely more disturbing than the first one.The dream began innocently enough – I was jalan-ing in some marketplace with a couple of friends, and we were disappointed that the items on sale were so limited. So some of us decided to go explore some

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The wheels are in motion, but boy do they need to be steered! At the moment nothing is clear, yet I’m filled with so much excitement it’s hard to explain why. Premature emotions, I’d say.I want to do this right – I know I’ll do this right. What have I got to lose? Rhetorical, but let me put it down, just for the record.Naught.

seekernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-16380708595367797952010-05-27T08:08:00.000+08:002010-05-27T10:40:13.088+08:00

I know I recently expressed gratitude for the relatively mild extent of my back problem. But you know how happiness levels adjust - hot water starts to feel lukewarm after getting used to it, even if the temperature hasn't changed. So anyway, I'm here to complain, so humour me. First it's being careful how I walk, stand, sit, move, twitch, so that I don't further aggravate the condition. Next

seekernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-81612139966668934832010-05-26T11:03:00.001+08:002010-05-26T11:08:18.648+08:00

I looked back and I thought, wow so much bubbly silliness, I miss it.I searched around and I wondered, what's this staleness I'm smelling? Or, quoting someone, "You smell like a grandmother."Time to behave more like a kid. Is this a symptom of the quarter-life crisis?

seekernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-78211990918073623792010-05-18T13:11:00.003+08:002010-05-18T13:18:31.921+08:00

Spent the last week feeling like an invalid, and for 1 hour yesterday, feeling pretty nervous.The former was fully justified I suppose. The doctor decreed that I shall not leave my bed unless my life is threatened (which is ironic when you come to think of it - my life is threatened hence I am on the bed), so I faithfully rested on my bed, most of the time. Extreme boredom.While waiting for the

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One of my biggest worry is now out of the way, after a talk with Porkie. (I should make it clear my tendency to give people nicknames which are not necessarily compatible with how they look like.) Was feeling all excited an hour ago, but now that the initial uplift has waned, I’m back to my usual Monday self, plus a little bit of apprehension.Where will I be in a year?

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The past few days have been an emotional rollercoaster ride. It was draining, and makes me scared, but I’m glad to have gone through it. Strange? Not really. If there’s no basis for comparison, how would you know that you’re happy? How would you indeed…

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When I was in primary school, my form teacher once tore up my worksheet and threw the pieces of paper in my face, because she wrongly thought that I didn't do my work the way she wanted. (All she had to do was to flip the paper to the second page and she'll realize it.)Today it felt like then all over again. The pieces fluttering in the air...It is a good tight slap on the right cheek, and I

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Disclaimer: I didn't translate this myself. It came this way. Super general predictions that can happen for anyone on this earth, but since many of my friends are oxes. Here we go. :pOX -Average yearIntro: There are 3 lucky star and 3 bad stars. Last year was your year, you probably don’t wish to talk about it. This year, promises to be a year of stability as there won’t be much changes at the

seekernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-43494172071190114892010-01-21T09:50:00.000+08:002010-01-21T10:13:19.320+08:00

Everyone gets moments.Moments of fear, doubt, insecurity. But also moments of joy, hope, and faith. They are but two sides of a coin. Cliché no doubt, but I really believe it’s true.You make yourself happy in a way nobody else can. Your smile. Your life. Your mind.I shall grin and bear it.

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I realized with a jolt that I have about a year of my life missing. In blog terms, lost in the fabric of time. Okay, not really, but lost all the same, in my spoilt computer. (I know you’re supposedly able to retrieve data even from a computer which had crashed, but the thing is, I am not even sure if the file is in this particular spoilt computer. Yes, I’ve destroyed many.)And I didn’t even

seekernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-44477966705057965322010-01-11T23:09:00.002+08:002010-01-11T23:11:12.910+08:00

When Miss Little Goldfish (or Ms. LG for short) was little, well even more little, she always wanted to work in the Cirque de l’Hoops. She yearned badly to be like Miss Magnifish, who was the star of the circus, the greatest hooper of all time.Hence Ms. LG grabbed at the chance to work at Cirque de l’Hoops once she graduated from the Fishing School of Acrobatics. Ms. LG was eager to show her

seekernoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-64992629613870143812009-11-25T19:39:00.000+08:002009-11-25T19:39:00.274+08:00

I’ve finally gone to Bangkok and back, about ten thousand years after everyone has been there at least once. I didn’t exactly eat a lot, as people would expect of me, but it’s true that I never stopped eating. It was odd though – the types of food typically seen on the streets of Bangkok are quite different from those served in say, Thai Express. Decently yummy, however.Needless to say I also

seekernoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-31443450813393125902009-11-05T21:18:00.000+08:002009-11-05T21:18:00.611+08:00

I love to over-compensate. Two posts in one day after a month-long neglect.I might as well do a lengthy post. Since I’m perpetually in a pensive mood, let’s compare me one year ago with me today. We’ll begin with the frivolous stuff.I was 1.62m tall and weighed X kg. (They say a woman’s age is a secret, they forgot to mention weight too.)Today I am still 1.62m, thankfully not at the age when I

seekernoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-10707921920234747132009-11-05T20:54:00.000+08:002009-11-05T20:54:00.179+08:00

Losing the desire to blog. Maybe I’ve been brainwashed entirely, so I’ve got no complaints. Maybe I lost my brains actually, that might explain why I can’t string two sentences together. Or maybe I just don’t need this outlet anymore – I do verbal diarrhea.Though, to be honest, I figure I’m just lazy.Will be off to Bangkok on 21 Nov, and am very much looking forward to the trip. Not just because

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Pulled up to the first peak of the coaster track…Went to watch Mayday’s concert on Friday and it was such a smashing time! Easily the best concert I’ve ever been to. I think words would not do it justice, especially not those that I pen down, since I’ve gradually lost the ability to write.Shrieks and screams. Down, down, down we go!Then I finally plucked up the courage to visit my younger cousin,

seekernoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-82953502995786755732009-08-18T18:45:00.000+08:002009-08-18T18:45:00.369+08:00

Hierarchy is so deeply-rooted that some people can forget their basic manners, while some others try too hard. Or maybe I am just not suited for this life.I shall not make this the new norm, lest I fall into the same trap. Or maybe I am just not suited for this life.Other lives, I am much more compatible with. Went for a farm tour in Kranji and a very nice dinner at Vanilla Pod on Saturday, and I

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Have been a little down recently, and was very down on Friday. About work actually, and the general feeling that my life (in this aspect) isn’t really going anywhere. But I probably need more time, and tries, to figure that out, so I guess I can’t be worrying too much about that. Though it’s affecting my self-esteem. Sighs.

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Tokyo has come and passed for me. It was everything it was made out to be - lived up to its reputation of being modern yet old, charming, and exciting. Regrettably did not see Mt Fuji in its full glory, but am grateful I caught a peek at its beautiful snow cap. Blame it on the season - summer is not a good time to visit Tokyo, yet we were lucky to have met the scorching sun only on our last two

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It’s amazing the things you learn and the things you realize about yourself just by meeting a couple of people whom you knew when you were just an 8-year-old parading around in an oversize uniform and a cutesy water bottle, some of whom you never saw for years.How our paths have diverged – most apparent in the fact that no two people on the table hold the same sort of job, or studying the same

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Lots of things were said today, some unpleasant, and some were true. I guess I’ll be positive and just make use of the motivational bits to push myself. I hope he’s not too upset though. In a strange way, and very inexplicably, I felt like patting his head, just for a moment. And I even thought of asking him if he wants coffee, if I bumped into him at the corridor. Lots of ifs. And it won’t

seekernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-87076406231829615302009-06-01T09:43:00.000+08:002009-06-01T09:54:19.830+08:00

WZ reminded me that a year ago we just got our results. And I went all nostalgic (feeling old) then I realized that I may have gotten my results earlier/later than he did cos we were in different faculties. No matter. Now my mind’s on another issue. I hope I get to go to Tokyo. Sighs.

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After dragging it for a week, I finally went to see the doctor about my on-off headache and sore throat. It seems I was delaying the inevitable. Am supposed to head back to the clinic if the symptoms persist after three days. Hopefully it’s nothing serious.Am feeling a little groggy, despite not taking any medicine that will cause drowsiness. My body apparently works in strange ways.Looking

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There are some people who, despite their own problems, can always spare time and thought for others. Yet there are some more others, who are so self-absorbed that they ignore friends in need, of perhaps just a listening ear, or a shoulder to lean on.Just a random thought, there’s no need to read much into it. Though I gotta be honest that the comment was actually a bit non-random. Not having

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Another year older. 24 sure feels different, yet I don’t wanna use the “o__” word. I think I should continue to think/imagine I am young, so that I don’t use age as an excuse to wriggle out of doing things that are “too young” for me. E.g. acting childish. Haha.On a more serious note, with age comes responsibility. I only hope I can live up to it. =)

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For the past three weeks I’ve fallen into the following vicious cycle:1) Sleep at unearthly hours on Friday and Saturday nights.2) Wake up at unhealthily late hours on Saturday and Sunday mornings.3) Take long naps on Sunday afternoons.4) Stare at the ceiling for hours on Sunday nights.5) Feel like crap the whole of Mondays.Sucks la. Very odd that I used to be able to sleep super a lot during

seekernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-44370350202219154462009-05-11T08:37:00.000+08:002009-05-11T11:55:49.282+08:00

Some things said over the weekend are causing me a considerable amount of stress. Though simply think about how stressful it is won’t help a bit. So before I come up with some sort of plan, I’m going to just do the best I can. Part escapist, part realist, now how did I manage that? Haha.On a related note, work drags me down sometimes. But like I always maintain, it’s not the most important thing

seekernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-82072658404010537182009-05-08T08:22:00.000+08:002009-05-08T09:49:53.716+08:00

I have been both lazy and too busy to blog. May sound like an oxymoron, but I assure you it isn’t so. My peak period is supposed to be over, but there are a series of consultations next week and it’ll be quite crazy. I don’t fancy minutes-taking much too. =pOn a more serious note, I’m reaching the grand old age of 24 very soon, and to be honest, it’s a little daunting. Not ageing per se, rather

seekernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-26154801862716659202009-04-16T08:18:00.002+08:002009-04-16T11:09:52.470+08:00

A colleague recently commented that she doesn’t understand the fascination with football. She appreciates good play, but is baffled by the obsession with supporting a particular team.Maybe she should have watched the Chelsea-Liverpool match two nights ago, a pulsating game which had both sets of supporters teetering on the edge of their seats. Less entertaining but of greater personal importance

seekernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-41434715285558551462009-04-15T08:29:00.000+08:002009-04-15T10:30:48.890+08:00

A little absent-mindedness can ruin a well-planned day. Okay la, not exactly well-planned, but I have plans today! And it just has to rain the day I changed my bag and forgot to put in the umbrella, when the weather has been mercifully kind the past few days. Should have known. =(On the other hand, little cheers (a good meal, some shopping, and very good company) transformed a pretty bad

seekernoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-19470194257167071742009-04-07T07:59:00.001+08:002009-04-07T15:09:40.316+08:00

I consider myself to be a pretty mild person, that is, I don’t get mad easily. But recently I’ve met some people who step on my toes so often that I’ve gotten rather quick to anger. Okay la, that’s exaggerating it a lil. The anger bit, not the often bit. (I think on a daily basis would qualify it as often!) But yeah la, been irritated. Sometimes I wonder how some people can be so thoughtless and

seekernoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-48550118930453941912009-04-06T15:15:00.000+08:002009-04-06T16:48:18.890+08:00

I’m super zombified now cos Macheda’s goal kept me up for about 2 hours after the game ended. When he scored I almost went crazy, cheering and clapping so loudly that I was half expecting my neighbours to yell at me. I hope this would be the defining moment of Man Utd’s season. =)Football madness aside, I went to Hort Park on Saturday and the plants there were really cool. Such vibrant colours

seekernoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-91071182230432366682009-04-02T20:09:00.002+08:002009-04-02T20:12:41.990+08:00

You Are a ConvertibleYou're playful and carefree. You are lighthearted in all aspects of your life.Life is short and you act accordingly. You don't worry, and you try to bring fun into other people's lives.You love feeling free, and you don't do well with rules or restrictions. You need to be able to do your own thing.You feel more alive than most people. You can really savor the little things in

seekernoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-4441168752701532022009-04-01T08:17:00.001+08:002009-04-01T10:55:15.514+08:00

Watched Departures on Monday night and realized I can’t cry as easily as a few years back. Not that I want to, but I am just surprised at how hard I’ve gotten. =p The show is still a good one though – both touching and thought-provoking – I really enjoyed it. On a related note, I am feeling like a changed person. Not many would be able to tell, at least not in the way I believe I have changed,

seekernoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-62622677449462565212009-03-25T08:16:00.000+08:002009-03-25T10:52:11.398+08:00

A quick browse through my archives made me realize that my blog has degenerated from a frequent update on everything I do to a most sparse page that reflects random pieces of my life. Not that I mind all that much, but I do wonder what caused the change.Obvious that I’ve become even lazier, gotten a tad older, and perhaps better at thinking through things without having to write them down. But

seekernoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-57783908312944409442009-03-17T10:02:00.000+08:002009-03-17T10:08:47.004+08:00

I’ve been feeling a weird sense of nostalgia, as memories of people I know flit in and out of my thoughts. Yet it’s not like I miss those times you know? Maybe it’s just… growing old.I know I’ve repeated umpteen times that I don’t have regrets, and very adamantly at that. I still don’t, but I feel like I’m in danger of having regrets in the future if I don’t think harder about what I want out of

seekernoreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-53213838760577987772009-02-23T08:15:00.000+08:002009-02-23T10:57:45.887+08:00

Had a dream so morbid and scary that it was bordering on the edge of insanity. It was so crazy that it was almost funny. In the dream I had some sort of terminal illness, though I didn’t need to suffer in the process. It was just that when my life ends, I would suddenly be unable to breathe as my lungs seize up. And they did! I felt like I couldn’t breathe all of a sudden in the dream, and I

seekernoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-60027426537010231772009-02-10T08:23:00.000+08:002009-02-10T08:51:47.425+08:00

Am ill. Well, not as bad as when it first started, but still sick nonetheless. The incessant coughing and very sore throat kept me up the whole of Thursday night till I was both too ill and too tired to go to work on Friday.Turned out that I caught a cold, fever and all, and probably my Dad’s fault, for he was also down with a cold. Correction, he still is down with a cold. Wonder what kind of

seekernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-4231032329631653992009-02-03T08:25:00.000+08:002009-02-03T09:39:31.278+08:00

I have been waking up at odd hours the past few days, in the middle of the night, before my alarm clock rings. That is truly unlike me. Two nights ago I woke up from a nightmare that was bordering on the edge of pure madness. I dreamt of two acquaintances (admittedly one of whom I don’t really like) attempting to murder me – a dream so vivid that I can still recall it now effortlessly. This

seekernoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-48850053027729363252009-01-28T08:14:00.001+08:002009-01-29T12:28:12.900+08:00

Happy Chinese New Year! (Technically not belated, although it no longer feels like CNY once I came back to work. Lucky those who’re still resting! =p) Anyway, I wish I could take a longer break, but don’t we all? Haha. Not too good to spoil myself so much with breaks too – there are only so few public holidays in a year after all. 13, or 14, at the last count. Yes, I was concerned *coughs* enough

seekernoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-28007635484816805372009-01-06T17:57:00.001+08:002009-01-29T12:28:53.606+08:00

Don’t laugh, but I think I can be quite a workaholic. Haha.Not in the sense that I would stay till late just to finish all my work (which is ridiculous anyway cos there will ALWAYS be work), but rather that when I do my work, I can go on and on, running on an empty tank, till I am so tired I just have no energy for anything else.I don’t rest in-between, I hardly drink even a sip of water. Really

seekernoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-21828577440372244242008-12-31T08:42:00.001+08:002008-12-31T08:47:09.019+08:00

My New Year resolutions typically consist of long lists of various items that I never manage to fulfill entirely. One friend once exclaimed memorably that New Year resolutions are made to be broken. But that shall not be the case this year. Very simple ones I shall make.Live healthy, be happy.Hello 2009!

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Had an oddly nice Christmas. Nice in an almost odd way. Don’t quite know how to describe it, so I shall not. =p Probably a poor excuse for my laziness. Possibly. Hee. Anyway, been in a very festive mood for the past few days, and it seems nobody is in a particularly I-want-to-work-till-I-drop mood, so it’s been great at work too! Haha. Next Friday would likely be the same. Very happy. =D My “

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I slept with my contacts on the whole night, and without even suspecting it.My mind is so slipping away. Haha.

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It’s nearing Christmas and New Year once again, yet I don’t feel particularly festive. Guess it’s probably cos I don’t usually celebrate these festivals. =p But it’s REALLY nice to have two days off work cos of them. Hee. =)Anyway, I am feeling splendid cos my leave just got semi-approved and I can book the tickets for my Phuket trip. Very timely! =DHave been quite swamped with work in recent

seekernoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-44294434870679062782008-12-04T08:27:00.000+08:002008-12-04T08:37:14.517+08:00

Somehow I’ve worked for nearly 6 months. It certainly doesn’t feel that long! It’s both intriguing and scary how time can just pass by like that. I well remember saying something like I don’t want my life to just pass me by, yet the time that has passed doesn’t seem that wasted, in a sense. So much has changed within the 6 months though, and like I’ve said, no one can be certain of what the

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I am not someone who thinks about the future very much. I believe in living the moment, and I trust that whatever is to come would just fall nicely into place. Don’t know if that’s blind optimism, or because of an unknown fear of the unexpected, but that’s the way I like it.

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After being in a relationship for so long, being out of it unbalances me a little, and it’ll take time to get used to the new life. But I’m glad we parted on good terms, and that I still have my closest friend. For the rest of you out there, I don’t really want to talk about it though, I hope you understand. We both need space and time…

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I don’t make decisions quickly, but once I do, I stick to it resolutely. Most of the time I go with my gut feelings, though that doesn’t mean I don’t think things through. Admittedly sometimes I don’t, but mostly it’s more like thinking it through so thoroughly that whatever instinctive thing you do in the end would be correct.At least that has been the case all my life. Or maybe I’ve just been a

seekernoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-1553798253570414862008-11-24T08:25:00.001+08:002008-11-24T14:52:01.740+08:00

The opposite of love is not hate, it's indifference.The opposite of art is not ugliness, it's indifference.The opposite of faith is not heresy, it's indifference.And the opposite of life is not death, it's indifference.~Elie Wiesel

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“Have I told you about the tension of opposites?”, he says.The tension of opposites?“Life is a series of pulls back and forth. You want to do one thing, but you are bound to do something else. Something hurts you, yet you know it shouldn’t. You take certain things for granted, even when you know you should never take anything for granted.A tension of opposites, like a pull on a rubber band. And

seekernoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-90722436976586954422008-11-20T08:21:00.000+08:002008-11-20T08:24:21.621+08:00

Am a good girl. Woke up with a smile, told myself it’ll be a great day, reached office even earlier than usual today, and had a smaller serving of breakfast than usual. =pAm a bad girl. Maybe I should stop kidding myself.

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Went KTV-ing with my cousins last night, and it was great fun, but as a result of sleeping late, I think I am about to fall ill. =( Having an annoying headache now, and a slight cough. Shows how much I need my sleep eh? =p On a sidenote, I hope I’ll know where to go the next time I meet a Cheshire cat.

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Had a relatively healthy lunch today – just salad and soup, and feeling a bit less guilty about the two very sinful dinners I’ve had for the past two nights, plus the predictably sinful dinner I’m going to have tonight. =pThe thing is, it’s just about the weight gain, but it’s also about being healthy. Hence kinda looking forward to my weekly Aerobics (Ha!) class starting 17 Nov. Went to this

seekernoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-86677681786319496122008-11-05T16:02:00.000+08:002008-11-05T16:03:15.669+08:00

Was needing a break and did this quiz thing online. And omg, I'm just too knowledgeable! Haha.There Are 0 Gaps in Your KnowledgeWhere you have gaps in your knowledge:No Gaps!Where you don't have gaps in your knowledge:PhilosophyReligionEconomicsLiteratureHistoryScienceArtDo You Have Gaps in Your Knowledge?

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I’ve been waking up earlier in recent weeks, not very much earlier, just 10 minutes, but just that time alone makes my mornings that bit better. I can stroll to the bus stop, smile serenely if I miss a bus, smile a little less when I also miss the train but it’s still okay, and actually do pay attention to the songs I’m listening to.A good morning tends to also give me a lift for the rest of the

seekernoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-36443015332772619582008-11-03T13:17:00.003+08:002008-11-03T13:25:18.510+08:00

Attended my cousin's wedding on Saturday (yes, yet another one, my cousins come in truckloads!), and it was quite different from the usual ones cos her entire wedding was held at a hotel. Meaning, from the tea ceremony to the ROM ceremony to the wedding lunch. Still, I think it was a good idea to hold a wedding lunch instead of a dinner cos my relatives can get scary when they have had too much

seekernoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-16781954329519932132008-11-03T08:27:00.000+08:002008-11-03T08:38:24.098+08:00

One day Alice came to a fork in the road and saw a Cheshire cat in a tree.“Which road do I take?” she asked.His response was a question: “Where do you want to go?”“I don’t know,” Alice answered.“Then,” said the cat, “it doesn’t matter.”

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Is it silly to be optimistic? Too naive? Not seeing the world for what it is?But whoever said the world should be viewed cynically? I believe in the good of everyone, even if I am hurt because of that.I know, I know. I probably need to grow up and out of my make-believe world. But why can't my make-believe world be real?I’m a silly girl, and my brain doesn't listen to me.

seekernoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-60625752954690230912008-10-30T10:50:00.001+08:002008-10-30T10:54:24.797+08:00

Went for my first ever blood test today, as part of the medical checkup, and I was naturally scared out of my wits. Haha. I was such a bag of nerves that the guy administering the test roared with laughter AT me. Oh well. I was at least brave enough not to have run away right before the test alright. =)Still feeling a lil faintish though. Blood has that effect on me. =pOn a sadder note, I've

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Somewhere, over the rainbow, way up high.There's a land that I heard ofOnce in a lullaby.Somewhere, over the rainbow, skies are blue.And the dreams that you dare to dreamReally do come true.Someday I'll wish upon a star and wake up where the clouds are farBehind me.Where troubles melt like lemon drops,Away above the chimney tops.That's where you'll find me.Somewhere, over the rainbow, bluebirds

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I miss it already.The weather, the fun, the freedom, the people.Being able to just let myself go, and not over-thinking… (I realized I love inventing words. =p)On a slightly random note, it’s quite exhilarating to see what I write being quoted in the press. *beams* Note to self: must do even better the next time. =)

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Saw the new KPE for myself the first time this morning, yes yes, I took a cab but my bag was bulky maaa. =) Anyway I didn't laze around and I wasn't going to be late (okay shit this sounds amazingly like the only other time I took a cab, and the last time I said this I got ridiculed by Kainefu and SL both), and I reached office at 745am! Haha.Feel happy this morning btw, probably a combination of

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I was just recalling the conversations I had with KK last night, and I realized, despite the difficulties and worries that I have, I have been a most lucky girl. Hence, the whining will stop. I do what I can, and I make the most of what I have. And for things that are beyond my control, they would fall into place. Hopefully. =)I would do well to remember what I want out of life.

seekernoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-82921497477067525182008-10-23T08:25:00.002+08:002008-10-23T16:44:42.192+08:00

I am standing still in the dark, not moving because I don’t know what’s ahead of me. One step back moves me back under the light, even if it’s dimming. A step ahead might get me caught in a trap, or it might bring me to brighter lights.I can’t decide.So I did not move. And that was not something I am used to. So I inched my way forward, sometimes taking a few steps back for comfort. Then I found

seekernoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-18648077102684216912008-10-21T08:26:00.000+08:002008-10-21T09:03:05.430+08:00

I like work, I need work. Strange words coming from me. But distractions are good at the moment. One step at a time.

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I've been a very impulsive girl over the weekend. I think I was either possessed, drugged, or intoxicated. Or all of the above.I hope whatever that I've said or done would not come back to haunt me in the end.On a happier note, today's Monday! Right. Haha. Seriously though, really looking forward to the long weekend. Will be at Genting. Don't miss me too much! =)

seekernoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-51360241950668111092008-10-16T08:14:00.000+08:002008-10-16T08:55:30.626+08:00

I ought to be less selfish.And I need more sleep.Oh, and stop eating spicy food.

seekernoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-23033317635801091262008-10-13T11:14:00.000+08:002008-10-13T11:21:20.588+08:00

I have a habit of reading things over and over again. From magazines to books (though the former admittedly not as much), and even my blog. I think I've read my blog more than 20 times. Haha. I don't think I am weird for that, but people have commented on how mental I am for re-reading books, so this probably is even ‘crazier’, in that sense.Anyway, that’s hardly the point. The thing is, as I try

seekernoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-3952286077301020342008-10-13T08:17:00.000+08:002008-10-13T09:09:54.628+08:00

Can I do the right thing, even if it doesn’t feel right?

seekernoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-9493796358772333922008-10-10T08:26:00.000+08:002008-10-10T08:29:06.690+08:00

You search for it, you own it. No one else can take it away from you.Your happiness, your joy, your freedom.Not-so-random musing on a Friday morning, haha. On a sidenote, it's Friday! Whee!

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I keep getting denied access to my office email, saying that my password is wrong. Maybe they are going to sack me soon. =p

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Recently heard a song that I used to like a lot, and still do, just that I've forgotten how it sounds like for a very long time.~~~Why do birds suddenly appearEvery time you are near?Just like me, they long to beClose to you.Why do stars fall down from the skyEvery time you walk by?Just like me, they long to beClose to you.On the day that you were bornThe angels got togetherAnd decided to create

seekernoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-88402114469602405162008-10-02T11:10:00.000+08:002008-10-02T11:17:02.849+08:00

I've fallen ill again, down with flu and a throat so sore I can hardly fail to notice its existence. Yet I am at work, what a model employee. Hahaha.That aside, usually I only fall ill after prolonged periods of not getting enough sleep, or from really bad eating habits, but this time it seems the illness just hit me. Surprised me even, cos I thought I've been leading a *cough* relatively healthy

seekernoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-45533015060406059392008-09-30T08:52:00.000+08:002008-09-30T09:24:47.796+08:00

Over time, a square can become a circle.But what if the square wants its edges back?

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Met up with SL to discuss our BP last night. And it’s true, you dream less and have more realistic expectations when you age. More about that when things come to fruition. We had dinner at Pasta de Waraku at Central, and the food kept its standard (though there’s something weird about the size of their servings), but what kept us thoroughly amused was the amazing antics of a waitress.When we

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With Alex’s friend forcefully recommending the Japanese steamboat place at Sunset Way, the group of us travelled all the way there to find out that it isn’t that nice after all. Then the said friend exclaimed that he thought it LOOKED nice. Haha. A most unsatisfying meal. =pAnyway, it was fun catching up again, although it seems that the topics have since drifted to dangerously potentially

seekernoreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-36791980342237352362008-09-22T10:50:00.000+08:002008-09-22T10:58:06.039+08:00

It seems the storm has subsided, and at least some peace has returned to my life. But I am still feeling the jitters, and I am not sure why exactly. Maybe I do know, maybe I just don't wanna face it, but let me be an ostrich, again. =)At least for now. I don't wanna think too much.On a happier note, I seem to be quite *coughs* efficent at work. *beams* And I shall not let things at work get me

seekernoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-87428184873810974932008-09-19T09:30:00.000+08:002008-09-23T10:44:01.628+08:00

TGIF has never been truer in my life. It has been a bad week, and I just want to leave it all behind.Anyway, some random thing that happened on my way to work.A man got stuck between the sliding doors of the train. It's probably not that unusual, but the weird thing was that he got stuck for about 5 seconds, tried in vain to squeeze his way through, exclaimed "Shit!" very loudly, got stuck for

seekernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-22709247813093390922008-09-18T09:30:00.001+08:002008-09-18T09:32:58.321+08:00

When I can be so happy, I wonder why I subject myself to so much unhappiness at the same time.I am baffling.

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I dreamt last night that I was queuing for breakfast at MacDonald's, and people kept cutting my queue, such that I never got to the counter.And then I woke up.Dreams are indeed manifestations of your deepest desires. I want my MacDonald's breakfast!!=)

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My computer went up in smoke the other day, no thanks to my destructive old mom, who manages to spoil, on average, one thing in the house every two months. That’s not the point of my post, so I shall not dwell on it. Please also ignore the time that I post – it’s not that I’m lazing around at work, but just that I’m taking a well-timed break. *beams* Plus I can’t access the net anywhere else! =)I

seekernoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-86057434896588885122008-09-09T10:47:00.002+08:002008-09-09T10:48:48.157+08:00

I wonder if I am delaying the inevitable.But I hope not.

seekernoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-84783423777027280442008-08-27T23:37:00.002+08:002008-08-27T23:45:57.087+08:00

For politeness, and for people who can't wait to read my blog (right), here's a really, really short post, just for the sake of it. Haha. I've taken to writing in facebook recently though, so if you really must know how I've been doing and are too lazy to call or drop me a sms, then just read facebook.And if you really, really wanna know my deeper feelings, talk to me! Ask me out! =DStill, it's

seekernoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-6191324114849477012008-07-13T21:57:00.002+08:002008-07-13T21:59:36.960+08:00

Sunday blues...Very blue...Oh, but hope the family portrait turns out nice! I paid 800 bucks for it so it better be really nice!Feeling broke...Blue...

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I've been so busy lately that I haven't really had time to just sit down and think. Just to clarify, busy doesn't mean work. =p Anyway, the point is that... I think I might have also been afraid to have time to really think through stuff, so I fill up my schedule to the brim, such that I can ignore this niggling little feeling at the back of my head.I'm not sure what I've been trying to avoid,

seekernoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13917131.post-38755543907381266872008-07-01T21:15:00.002+08:002008-07-01T21:15:53.941+08:00

When they say OLs get fat and stupid the more they work, they ain't kidding.I shall not go down the path of no return!!

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I was viewing my blog page, and then I thought, there goes my plan of blogging about my Taiwan trip! Haha. I don't think I will blog about it any time soon. The little time I have each weekday is spent relaxing, and blogging and posting pictures is one tedious chore. :p Oh, and weekends are for going out and resting too, so there.Anyway, first week of work passed just like that. Tiny little bumps

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Second day of work today. Popped in to scribble something. Not actual scribbling of course. See, I am going mad just after two days of work. Haha. Okay la, I am exaggerating. First two days of work have been fine, just a tad boring cos all I could do was read stuff. Still, all necessary. Can't write long. Am writing in between Scramble games. Haha. 30 seconds each break, so my thoughts are not

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Highlight of the day for me was Foguangsan. It's basically a temple built on a mountain. Very lousy explanation I know, just take a look at the pictures!Near the foot of the mountain, we saw this interesting-looking statue.Then we saw this from the entrance...Then this is a wishing, erm, pond.After you make a wish, you're supposed to throw a coin to hit the bell seen in the center of the picture.

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Things got off to a bad start this morning. Got chartered off to a shop selling Lingzhi (Ganoderma lucidum), roughly taken to mean mushroom of immortality. Basically it's a fungus that is supposed to have all sorts of health benefits. Anyway, got treated to a display of real hard-selling, with Lingzhi claimed to have really miraculous-sounding effects on the human body. Hard-selling is just plain

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