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Tuesday, August 22, 2006

pure genius

9:48 PM
when told to write an essay containing elements related to religion, royalty, sex and mystery, some creative genius came up with this:

"My God!" said the Queen. "I'm pregnant. I wonder who did it."

kudos to whoever you are man.



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Monday, August 21, 2006

ignorance is bliss.

2:51 AM

what you don't know isn't going to kill you.
which is why i hate growing up.

courtesy of postsecret



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Friday, August 11, 2006

song of the week

11:14 AM
pick of the week: vish sent it to me ages and ages ago and it was playing on my itunes and i realised that this is such a fantabulous song. i loves it. and suits the situation at the moment.

return to me
matthew ryan

slowly walking down the street
where the homeless and the lovers meet
i bask in ol' blue
your skin does too
i saw the garland
in the skyline
in the byline

i took a drink
i took the pills
you'll murder me i know you will
some wish that i could change this
that you were hopin'
i keep hopin'
for a cure
for some medicine
just one conversation

I can't return to you
you must return to me
that's the deal
i'm sorry
did i say i'm sorry

in a universe where i was flat
you hunkered down and lived the past
you're leaving soon
it's 10 til noon
i see a black car
i'm movin through time
when will we part

i have been the worst of kinds
a sorrowed heart
a cluttered mind
and i'm thinkin' that i could change this
that i could change this
but i can't change this

I can't return to you
you must return to me
that's the deal
i'm sorry
did i say i'm sorry
i'm sorry
i'm sorry now
did i say i'm sorry
did i say i miss you

xx

on a side note: good luck raggers! all will go well, i bet the float is gorgeous. rag dancers, stun them all. =) the whole hall's behind you!



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Thursday, August 03, 2006

and it begins

1:08 AM
i have survived the whole day with approximately 3 hours of sleep and no coffee. and especially with the no coffee, it is a miracle that anuja is still awake and alive now. hahah. amazing i tell you.

orientations been going really well. the fwocers have done an amazing job (hooray!) and the seniors are slowly beginning to get into the spirit of orientation. the freshies are catching on to our enthusiasm and it's great to see them happy and cheering each other on. so heartwarming.

amongst all this we have, of course, the dating game. i have effectively ruined my chances of getting a good date. boo! let me tell you why.

1. being missing from quite a few og activities due to reasons not under my control has led to me not being present for quite a number of fun orientation stuff. ie i disappeared. how to get date like that you tell me? hahah.

2. advertising yourself as a fat virgin, with a pillow stuffed under your blouse and acting on stage as a school-teacher-who-wants-to-be-a-striptease-artist doesn't convey a very good impression.

3. further more, announcing that 'i may be a fat virgin, but i'm still a virgin!' does not do wonders to anyone's reputation. =)

4. doing hermione, with the bushyfrizzyuncontrollable hair down so as to look like the pre yule ball emma watson (ie fugly hair) causes feelings of fear and not love.

5. singing 'hello freshies! i have no date! NO DATE!' conveys vibes of utter desperation, especially after ending it with me and lishi pretending to sob into each others arms. hahaha. brilliant.

so that's why i am not going to get a date. besides that, chinese guys do not go for indian women. haha. i am disadvantaged in everyway! -emits a tragic heartwrenching sob-

i have also been introduced to hard gay, and this has caused much trauma. albert should consider part timing as a gigolo. hah.



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