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Sunday, November 27, 2005
9:28 PM

Good day (it really is already evening) to all! I believe the majority of my loyal readers, and/or occasional visitors've already stopped coming back in hopes of a new entry because of an interminable wait for one. Some reckoned I switched to a different URL, others just settled on the notion that I've finally ended my blogging days with an irrational lack of a legitimate conclusion.

So here I am to temporarily "close" this little site. I might move and start up a new blog, I might not. I might just end my blogging trends here once and for all, I might not. Or I might just take a hiatus, focus all 101% of my concentration on school, work, and friends (and that is, by the way, a hell lot to handle), and mayb get another site going when I get a hold of some free time.

Alright, so thank you for ever visiting this diary! I bid everyone a pleasant farewell and best of luck!! *huge wave

LOVE, VAL

Saturday, October 15, 2005
1:10 AM

Ok, this is hell stupid. My very own blog and I can't bloody open the comment box. Tried fixing it, but all my attempts were futile. AND, the one night my fingers're itching for a few good chats on msn, the damned programme refuses to sign me in!! "Sorry, we were unable to sign you in to the MSN Messenger at this time. Please try again later", and that's the best they can give me even when I do try again later. You fresh child poof shit of a messenger! TRY HARDER!!

Fine, I'm not computer savvy.

I'm currently sitting cross-legged, donned in my PJs, spectacle drooping down my nose, hair pulled back with a hairband, and munching on some flakes Jasmine left in my room after a round of movie marathon early this week... I'm really getting nowhere with all this descriptive writing, am I?

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I kinda thought that I'd be better off by myself
I've never been so wrong before
You made it impossible for me to ever
Love somebody else
And now I don't know what I left you for

See I thought that I could replace you
They can't love me the way you do
'Till now I never knew

I'm spoiled
By your love girl
No matter how I try to change my mind
What's the point it's just a waste of time
I'm spoiled by your touch girl
The love you give is just too hard to fight
Don't want to live without you in my life

I tried to tell myself that I'd be over you in a week or two
But baby that was 'bout a year ago
I've never seen the word love so personified as I do with you
And that is why I just can't let go

And I would only be fooling myself if I tried to
Believe there's room for someone else in my heart
There ain't no way I'm getting over you
I don't know what I've been trying to prove
I'm hopeless, helpless when it comes to you

You know I miss you
And this is all I wanna do
I know it doesn't sound too cool
But maybe I'm still in love with you

Lyrics of the century! Good night folks! Time to retreat to bed.

Friday, October 14, 2005
3:55 AM

Ah ha! Finally, a breath of fresh air! Reconstructed, reshaped, refashioned! Sick and tired of having that annoying little cross sign as my picture. I seriously think that villagephotos, my image host, has one helluva problem! Either that or they refuse to display my pictures once they realise I haven't logged in for God knows how long.

Anyway, good news, good news! I've found a job, it works into school term, and Sel's my partner in crime. Respected company, high-end retail boutique, all black outfit. Though, once school starts, I hope I manage working, and studying, and sourcing for time to hang out with my mates well enuf. Don't wanna slack off when it comes to school. Last sem's results were merely average-ish, of which I expected, however still am considerably disappointed. I don't wanna let my parents down and neither do I wanna just satisfy their pragmatic expectations of me. I hope to excel, though it seems I'm only voicing that notion. That's why, I've set my mind on working hard to produce results next semester, and well, lets hope I've got determination enuf to do so.

Alrighto, this entry'll b a short one. It is after all already 4am. There'll b more updates at the side in near future, so b sure to come back soon to check them out!

Friday, October 07, 2005
1:24 AM

WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH THE IMAGE HOSTING??!! *sigh.

Hello hello hello. Deepest apologies for the disappearing act. I've got this nasty little strange habit. Don't really like blogging or logging onto msn whenever I'm on holiday, and by holiday I mean the entire school break. Not the leave-town-vacation holiday.

On my way back from Perth, my plane flew over a tropical storm. Cool huh! Light show was spectacular. Oh, and the West Coast Eagles[Google "west coast eagles" if u must] were on the same flight as I. They all look so cool, so hot. It's like they've got this superstar aura circling them no matter what they wear or where they go. They were on their first half of a connecting flight to London to play some friendly match, and they were seated in economy class. 2 of them were sitting in the row infront of me. I cldn't take my eyes off them. I knw peanuts abt them, and even lesser abt the mysterious man-handling sport called footy, yet I cldn't help getting all excited whenever one more walked pass.

Anyway, currently, I'm desperately looking for a temp, a temp which I don't seem to b having any luck finding. I need the cash. To get by school when the new semester starts, so I wldn't have to ask for more than what my Dad've been giving me. I feel like a complete leech whenever stick my grubby little hands out to ask for money. That's why I need to wrk. Oh so very desperately.

Also, I went to the gym for the first time in my 17 plus years living on this earth. Why? I needed to keep fit since I've stripped myself of all extra curricular activities AND, I'm striving to achieve a body much like the one Jessica Simpson confidently, and very scandalously, fluants on her video "These Boots Are Meant For Walking". However, I don't think I possess quite that much determination, and energy, to accomplish something which can only be fulfilled thru much strenuous exercise. My entire arm still aches like *toot right now.

*sigh sigh sigh. Not having a proper temp by now's making me feel terrible. Good night, pleasant dreams.

Previous comments: Think I've replied them already. Thru different forms of cos. If I haven't replied any, it will b soon!

Saturday, September 17, 2005
11:26 PM

Hello again!! I have news!

I'm only flying back next month. Yes, next month. On the 2nd to b exact. I don't knw whether u feel like killing me or leaping for joy, but nonetheless, I WILL B BACK.

The confirmation of my extension was a race between the emotions ecstasy, and disappointment. I'm looking forward to a small fraction of my holiday without my parents, yet I wanna b in good company of my fellow friends and loved ones.

I had this really awful dream just a few nights ago while I was on my road trip down South of the continent. It was a nightmare actually, more than a dream. Dreams're sweet visions coated with sugar and chocolate syrup, but this wasn't that. I dreamt, because of my extension, I lost everyone and everything, back in Singapore, I ever held dear to my heart. My dog, my friends, Sniff, BF. It was an unbelievable portion of pain and shock when it came to losing my bestfriend. Though, it was sort of queer in a way I can't put my finger to.

That wretched nightmare made me question and doubt my credibility to certain friends, but as always, with my will, I tried as quick as I cld to excise the qualm.

Anyway, that was a day or 2 ago. Lets have a little bit on the road trip. =)

7 of us squeezed into a Terago and set off on our journey towards kidney failure, diabetes and obesity. It was a 4 to 5 hour drive to Magaret river and to the little Red House which we rented for a 2 night accomodation. The place was beautiful, a whole lot better than we expected. It was like a home, just uninhabited and for rent to tourists like ourselves.

An outline of the trip. It got us a sweet tooth, a bloated tummy, muscular legs, and really tipsy. Ok, I'll attempt to follow in order. Sweet tooth, because we visited the chocolate factory and a candy factory. Sampled free chocolate, all white, milk, and dark. And soft, slightly melted honey comb, at the candy factory. We were such fans of that we even bought a packet and shared it.

Bloated tummy, because Auntie Mary whipped up a wonderous spread. A feast fit for a King and all his 10000 servants. Of beef, pork, lamb, garlic bread, corn, bacon, lettuce and more. I didn't need to eat for 3 days after that dinner.

Muscular legs, thanks to the thousands of steps that was required of us to overcome in the cave we visited. The winding and inconsistently big flights of steps took much effort and stability. And according to my big wussy[HEHE] brother, it was the first time he sweat since end of summer.

Oooh, and really tipsy, through much alcoholism on all our parts. There were endless pit stops at wineries and vineyards just to taste sips of their most exquisite wines and probably purchase a bottle or 2. But sips accumulated into almost a bottle each. I swear, that was the first time I made my poor kidneys work so hard.

And u might ask, why do I have so much time for such a lengthy update. Well, that's because I'm only 17, and everyone else has gone to Burswood, the casino, leaving pathetic little me at home. Facing the computer, waiting for my brother's girlfriend to finish packing the kitchen before she joins me in watching Cursed.

Since she doesn't seem to b finishing anytime soon, I'll just contribute even more to the entry. =)

A few days back, again, my brother was surfing the net, as he always does, and he was browsing thru the Channel News Asia web page. There was an article on 3 individuals, and mind u, they're of my age, who have been charged for contents they have posted in their blogs. To b exact, racist remarks and opinions. They would each b subjected to a $5000 fine, at the least, or a jail term of quite a period of time which for the life of me I can't remember now, at the most.

So a big red light to all bloggers. A blog may b ur online diary, it may b ur freedom of speech, but still blog with caution, with self censorship, cos ppl are reading. Blog smart. Don't have that it's-my-blog-so-I-can-say-whatever-the-fuck-I-want attitude. It will, someday, leave u in a very sad position.

There may b freedom of speech, but that freedom doesn't apply to after that speech has been made.

END.

Monday, September 12, 2005
11:22 PM

Good evening, from down under!!! =)

Before I left for Perth, I was over the phone with my genius of a brother, and he told me that I didn't need no thick woolen sweatshirts. All I required was a jacket and some normal tees and I'd b fine. So cleverly, I listened to him. I even brought my skirt and a tank top. Thinking that my parents were just exaggerating with all that extra material, winter-ish clothing.

HOWEVER, I was, very clearly, deceived the moment I stepped out of the airport! It was freeeezing! The wind was frigging chilly! And just 2 nights ago, we were all sitting pretty on 3 degrees celsius! There was one day, the weather forced me to don on 4 layers of my summer-ish clothing. Bloody uncomfortable.

Anyway, my brother just read what I wrote, and he isn't very pleased. SO, just to compensate, THANKS BRO-ZO FOR SAVING ME FROM DADDY'S DEAFENING SNORES AND HOUSING ME IN UR COMFY LITTLE ROOM!

Alright, that's all the time I have for now. A whole ton more to update next time!! Much love to all!!

wo xiang ni

Tuesday, September 06, 2005
11:04 PM

Spendid! My sore throat's seemingly incurable. My nose wants to start running. And I feel feverish everytime I leave the air conditioning. When am I leaving for Aussie? Hmmm, TMR.

That's why u see, I was horribly good today. I stayed in the entire day, except for a while because I was forced outta the house to go author my pants, and put all might into nursing myself back to health. Seriously, I downed so many different kinds of liquid and so much of it, I feel like a water bag of concoctions now. Green tea, green beans with salt [Ewww..], plain water, 100 plus, and several others I just can't remember.

I know, u can tell how desperate I am. I need to get well so badly, I restraint myself from devouring those bars of Time Out and Crunchie laying oh-so-cooly in my refrigerator. It's a huge achievement ok! I'm a sucker for Crunchie!

Actually, after finding out about my nasty little illness last night, Dad got pretty furious with me. He kept blaming me for this inevitable misfortune, like it's completely my fault and that I had total control over whether I shld fall sick or not. Which is rather ridiculous! Just because of this dang-ed vacation which, quite honestly, I'm not very psyched abt. The only few reasons to why I wanna get well so quickly's because I'm afraid that the change of weather'll make me feel worse, I wanna get rid of Dad breathing down my neck about falling sick to begin with, and I really hate being ill. It makes me feel like curling up under the blanket and sleeping my day away.

Ok ok, so enough of this incoherent rambling. My face still stings from the over exposure ytd [went tanning by the way], I need to rip my throat out, and I still need to go check what else I've forgotten to stash into my luggage. I knw, this entry's ALL about complaining and nth else but that. But it's like that when I'm sick and I hope u come to find it enduring.

Anyway, I'll b leaving for a week odd, if my brother doesn't insist on extending my trip of cos. So till I'm back, all of u! Please b good! Don't have too much fun without me!! =/ And miss me, cos I'll definitely miss u!!

ADVERTISING: PARTY ON THE 20TH. NEWSROOM BAR. MORE DETAILS SOON. Come to me for tickets! =) [I knw, I lament not being able to make it for Black's prelude.]

I'll be dreaming you're by my side,
holding my hand,
And kissing me goodnight.