Freedom (is more than Post-A levels)

and with every other thing i had written just ending up being way too corny,
Goodbye SRJC, Hello World.

Brr

Argh im freezing my butt off in the -100 degrees antartica-rivalling library. Plus my bladder has officially shrunk to a size of a full-stop so i desperately need to pee. Maybe i should do the pee dance. haha!

Today was reminiscent of the good ol' days with Jacq and i was elated to talk to her after what seemed like EONNNZZZZZZ.

short post today, work rate is dwindling, need to peeeeeeee. Plus i might be bringing my sister's DSLR to prom wheeeeeeee.


Updated at 2:50pm

I love The Satorialist's updated photos featuring more women than men, a long awaited and very pleasant surprise. If he ever came to Singapore i bet he'd still be able to squeeze out a few gorgy shots; though he'd probably have to squeeze really hard looking at our dated fashion sense. And i bet he'd be more than willing to take photos of good-looking people both young and old (unlike the common notion here of old being ugly).

i think... i think if i ever got a nice DSLR i'd probably be interested in setting up a fashion blog as well. Not like that's going to happen anytime soon. And oh definitely start learning how to work the damn thing first.


Fair or not, people who smoke don't necessarily look ugly. And if you click on it you'd notice her beautiful blue eyes.




And yes, tell all the maxi-misses how to WORK IT!



And now i need to pee.

You make me happy

Haven't started studying yet. DEB!!! HELP!!!

haha but better things have happened :))

How, how pathetic.

you know why :)

And the verdict is...?

Need i even mention that my computer is down again.
Haha. okay anyway that just means my posts are going to be increasingly rare, and picture-less. Then again...

NEXT FRIDAY IS COMING SOON!!!
(who cares even if there's no link whatsoever?!)

Added At 3:23
Cirque De Nuit is my favourite trend of the season! Maybe because I'm always looking out for daring pieces with good cuts, and for my never-ending obsession with accessories. Then again, being $256 in debt means you've gotta, well, PRIORITISE, y'know.

Hahaha gimme more GE suckas!


Added at 3:36
Because I love ASOS. And my prom dress is paling very badly in comparison to these! Then again jingboy and I both didn't want to spend a bomb on our prom clothes so i'm still satisfied :)

And this is the better (and pricier) version of the crappy blogshop versions of the LBD with "unique straps". I need to stop blogshopping; they're mostly bad trends and stock clothes. euch.

Emotional Thrift by Blackcigarette

Belief that part of the reason so many of us feel obscurely dissatisfied in some ways is to do with our strange, deluded expectations. These are a direct consequence of two things:


1. Celebrity culture, in which everyone always seems beautiful, rich, happy and fulfilled, and we, by comparison seems plain, poor, beset with small miseries and chronically unfulfilled/frustrated.

Point 1 - is called PR. It's also called airbrushing, and sometimes an eating disorder and a drug habit.

2. Sneaky influences and a legacy of all those thousands of self help books, which have now been around for decades, and which all contain the same message: you're super-special and deserve everything, and if you're not getting it, it's because you're a victim.

Point 2 - is more prevalent and more damaging. You don’t even have to read the self help books for their message to have trickled through, as though by osmosis. We're all fluent in psychobabble and we all love to emote. We seem to have lost any idea of the merits of self control or even piping down occasionally.


We're all damaged in some way, and we all carry around our emotional burdens. They are however not that interesting. I liked it better when the answer to "How are you?" was "Fine thank you." Instead what you now often get is a catalogue of grievances and enquires. Being an open person in this respect doesn’t make you an "open" or "emotionally in tune" person, it just makes you sound really needy, like you're the only thing that matters.

If you are what you eat, you are what you think also. If what you think out loud is relentlessly self centred and negative, it kind of follows that you're unlikely to be especially chipper. What you need to do with a bad thing is get over it. Your boyfriend has dumped you; it’s very sad, but there you go. It doesn’t get any less sad if you discuss it solidly for three weeks and turn every conversation round to the subject of your deep and unique unhappiness. Be adult - shoulder your burden, process it, and move on.

We'd all like to marry sturdy millionaires with PHD'S and well developed social consciences, but I also suspect they are probably a bit thin on the ground. Sometimes what you have, or what is right under your nose is exactly what is right for you, even if it (or he) doesn’t match your fantasy version.

Its seems that too many of us believe so much in fantasies that we waste all the goodness of what is real and tangible. Appreciate what you've got, even the really small things. Everyday happiness opposed to one off great bursts of pure ecstasy. Bath time, or an especially good book - these things aren’t sexy or envy making but they are the fabric of our days.

Be happy, we are all blessed in thousands of different ways. So we are not a size 2, cavorting on a yacht with George Clooney. There is enormous beauty in everyday life, and it doesn’t cost any money to look at it and be glad to be alive.

Tears in Heaven, for the Tsunami Relief

By various artistes, singing Eric Clapton's evergreen Tears in Heaven.

"Because I know, there'll be no more
tears in heaven."

Thank You Evan, Jingboy, God.

Two years worth a lifetime.




And today i finally am able to look forward. Past the raw emotions, the violent images and the recurring gnawing. i dont understand, but i see, and i try to understand. i dont understand because i was never mechanised for such, as such. Reconciliation in the most, most loving way; something i wouldn't have expected after abject misery for almost a month.

Living and learning cannot be as easy as it sounds. because if it were, we would never know what it would mean to bleed, to cry, to fall apart, to disintegrate. A cut that bleeds is but one of others, and its scar is what remains as a living, dissoluting memory. Can it be that lessons in life prepare you for a divine testing?

You and i will never be the same. I can live with that, happily.

>:(

I HATE MY COMPUTER!!!

I CANT BELIEVE IT IT'S BEEN CHEATING ME ALL THIS WHILE. MY DAD TURNED IT ON YESTERDAY NIGHT AND IT STARTED UP HAPPILY WITHOUT ANY MAJOR PROBLEMS WITH THE FAN AND MY JAW JUST DROPPED. I WAS LIKE "ISN'T IT SPOILED?!" AND HE WAS LIKE "NO, IT WAS OKAY YESTERDAY."

I'VE BEEN OFFICIALLY DUPED BY MY COMPUTER. WHILE YOU MAY SAY THAT MY COMPUTER MIGHT BE A REAL SMART ASS (FOR SLIGHTING ME ONLY DURING MY PRELIMS AND 'A'S) I HAVE A REAL MIND TO GIVE IT A WHOPPING KICK IN THE ASS. DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY PICTURES HAVE BEEN STORED IN MY PATHETIC PHONE TILL ITS BURSTING AND HOW BADLY I HAVE TO DEAL WITH COMPUTER-COLD-TURKEY?! (THINK SIMS, THINK ALL-NIGHT)

RARRARRARRARRARRRRR!

I NEED A MACBOOK. %$&# HATE COMPUTERS.

NOT EVEN IN THE MOOD TO POST ANY OF MY GAZILLION PICTURES SIMPLY BECAUSE THERE ARE GAZILLIONS OF NON-UPDATED ONES (WHICH WOULDNT HAVE BEEN NON-UPDATED IF THE FRIGGING COMPUTER WORKED IN THE FIRST PLACE!!!)

Apologies fot the blogging inertia! doesn't mean i plan to do anything about it though, haha.Computer is irritatingly down and icant (or probably wont) do anything about it. I'm blogging at the boy's house now andhe's pressing keys




randomly hahaha.whosaidthe alevelswere meant to be shitty? (THAT SOUNDS SOOO FAMILIAR DIDNT IJUST TSAY THATFOR
ABOUT
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MY
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