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Monday, May 30, 2005

Here's 1 must-see video (in my opinion at least) =):

Piano performance

Here's 1 must-eat cheese tart that simply melts in your mouth:

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Clare [4:52 PM]
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Friday, May 27, 2005
Champs no more
" Ok so we are the champs, as usual" [Or so the VJ-cians claimed here last year under soccer mania 2004] Muahaha but they are no longer the champs, our Meridian soccer team have snagged the title from them right under their nose. And we scored a real manly goal, not some free kick penalty awarded by the kayu refree.

One of my on-line friends told me "VJ played a better game but MJ has better team work". If they had really played a better game, they would have won. Period. Whatever it is, we've won and we are in a state of delirious joy. =D.

There may be a A-104 sentosa outing. Things are looking good & I'm feeling

Clare [9:45 AM]
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Tuesday, May 24, 2005
Savannah
I've managed to abstain myself from the temptations of cyber world for 2 whole days. I deserved a pat on the back. hehe. To protect my vulnerable blog from collecting dust, i'm back to update it.

I came back from a trip to savannah condo park showflat with all my senses ignite and my lust to live in it overwhelming all my other desires. Itz an indulgence in luxury beyond words. The sunken bath tub in the toilet...omg. The 5-room penthouse with 6 toilets. Mind you itz 6 toilets in an apartment. 1 personal toilet for everybody in my family n we still have an extra of 2. Muahaha. Ok, I should quit dreaming. As if i'm gonna live there, but i swear I'll, some day..

Oh and the infrastructure.. they have a volcano at the swimming pool! One big volcano that sprouts smoke from itz mouth. How cool can it be to swim around a volcano. And there's the hidden cave too, with waterfall cascading over it. Argg. Ok, i've finished ranting & raving, take a look at the real thing here.

Clare [9:44 PM]
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Thursday, May 19, 2005
Snow Queen
Here's what one of the mentees wrote for me on the last day of BP mentoring programme:
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Front cover of card
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The content

Sweet =) Spurs me on to get a tan.
Clare [11:14 PM]
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Tuesday, May 17, 2005
New love
Omg i luv Christine's camera!
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Clare [6:54 PM]
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Monday, May 16, 2005
Childhood
One of the signs of getting old - you start reminiscing about the past.

I've been musing over the good old days of my childhood.

The days when i don't have to worry about any tests.

The days when everything was still oh-so-innocent.

The days when relationship between frens was still bounded by the "I-friend-you" & "I-don't-friend-you" crap.

The days when I would call my mum every single day during recess and rack my brain for an excuse to call her instead of telling her straight that i miss her.

No stress, no worries, no politics

Those were the days - gone now.
Clare [3:00 PM]
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Thursday, May 12, 2005
Stuff in my life
Well nothing much happen in my life after dat bump except that

1) We got kick out of econs class today. Again. This time the class was left with 2 people. But okay, itz our fault for not doing her hw.

2) I've got a new status in class: Guan Yin Ma. Where's my lotus and vase?

3) I made a cheese tart. And it looks ugly. But hey, the taste's not bad considering itz my first time making it.

4) I've a prom to look forward to. Finally.

5) I swam 40 laps. That's an accomplishment. But i ate a big slice of cheese tart before i went to sleep. That's a sin.

6) I failed my shuttle run again. Duh.
Clare [5:36 PM]
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Monday, May 09, 2005
Bump
What do you call a red bump which resembles a pimples except for the fact that it has a yellow head sprouting from the top of it? One of it seems to have decided to plant itz hideous presence on my skin & it hurts big time. Darn.
Clare [2:34 PM]
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Saturday, May 07, 2005
Pink lady
I was remarkably fortunate today to witness a world record display of bhb-ness [Bei Hiao Bai or utterly thick skinned] while shopping with guru in TM - the gracing of Pink Lady in one of the fashion shops. In case people have forgot who the pink lady is, she's the abagail cum Xu Chun Mei look alike who made her impressionable debut in S'pore Idol. The following translated conversation took place between the poor sales girl who took the direct blow of her bhb-ness and her.
Pink Lady: Recognize me? I went on TV before..you know the S'pore Idol..as the Pink Lady.
Sales girl: On yep.
Pink Lady: Why is it that ever since i went on TV everybody seems to recognize me? Why huh? The next day all the newspaper got my face.
Sales girl: Oh well..you know.. [I speculated that she's trying to tell her no one can easily forget how a stick insect attempted to join S'pore idol with a horrible voice n an equally revolting outfit n appearance]
Pink Lady: Haiz, actually I wanted to join Superstar..but hor, my bf don't allow. He don't like all the attention I'm getting.
By then I was choking down my laughter so hard that I didn't hear the sales girl's response.
Itz a wonder how some people can live in self delusion. She seriously needs a good Samaritan to tell her she can't sing and she's erm..not pretty. Memories of what she said in a Life! interview sent goosebumps racing down my spine. "I have male admirers asking me for autographs after I joined S'pore idol & I told them I've got a boyfriend" Urg.
Clare [7:42 PM]
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Thursday, May 05, 2005
For love?
Itz astonishing what despicable things people can do in the name of love. One can commit the atrocious act of murdering 2 innocent people in the name of revenge for his wife who committed suicide more than 10 years ago when he didn't even treasure her when she's around. That's not called love you moron! Itz selfishness. Itz deplorable to see the way you insist that the fault lies not with you but with others. What the heck. N you even force your daughter into becoming your accomplice. I hate you treacherous old man!
Ok, maybe I'm over reacting to a drama show but that aside, itz appalling to see how people can say they are doing things for love when they don't. I've come across a guy on the net who once said he had stolen stuff & even bash people up for his gal fren. He's willing to do anything & everything for her. There's a thin line between mere stupidity & love. Amazing how love can blind people. We are all victims.
Clare [11:25 PM]
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Wednesday, May 04, 2005
Worthless tears
I detest my day. I detest the sickening tears that mark both the beginning and the end of my day. I detest being maligned first thing in the morning. Just because i was chatting for half an hour doesn't mean that i've been yakking the whole night long. Why don't you ask him to quit playing games on the com all day long instead of picking on me? I detest myself. Why did i allow my self-worth to be shattered? Why can't I control my damn tears? Why am I such a weakling? Why did i even exist?

I'm going to sleep.
Clare [3:19 PM]


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