Thursday, September 29, 2005
WHAT ON EARTH IS WRONG WITH BLOGGER??? *takes a deep breath* I'm freaking pissed with the screwed up layout of my posting section. Now I can't even change the colour of the stupid fonts. This screwed up layout better correct itself by tmr. I'm pissed, super pissed, make it super duper pissed.
Clare [12:00 AM]
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First day of school after the prelims. Every lesson seems to flash by in a blur. GP was an utter disappointment. I could only pray for a miracle. But whatever it is, itz no use crying over spilled milo [I'm against milk].
Yesterday was a bad day, I was late for the course and my bloody heels broke in the middle of orchard road. It was a feeling of total frustration. Damn.
I hate being such a coward at times. I won't let others see my tears [try at least] and I swear I won't sleep with my lights on.
We all need a little cheering up sometimes, do read this. [Warning: Contains a little chinese content, but if you have a sense of humour - Trust me, you'll burst out laughing]
Monday, September 26, 2005
First day of school after the prelims. Every lesson seems to flash by in a blur. GP was an utter disappointment. I could only pray for a miracle. But whatever it is, itz no use crying over spilled milo [I'm against milk].
Yesterday was a bad day, I was late for the course and my bloody heels broke in the middle of orchard road. It was a feeling of total frustration. Damn.
I hate being such a coward at times. I won't let others see my tears [try at least] and I swear I won't sleep with my lights on.
We all need a little cheering up sometimes, do read this. [Warning: Contains a little chinese content, but if you have a sense of humour - Trust me, you'll burst out laughing]
Clare [4:43 PM]
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Spent a whole day with guru just now. It seems like our recent conversation seems to skew towards our wedding - the long awaited day where we'll be the most gorgeous woman on earth. Muahaha. Oops.
Anyway I hope to employ a pianist who will be playing live music on a white piano. And guru will be singing this romantic Coco lee's song for me, while chiu yan will help me compile a vcd showing the pictures of me and my husband from the days we were young to the days we met. She'll also sing Ai Qing Da Mo Zhou for me, right? *winks*
Hmm I'm looking forward to tmr. My mum's sending me to this L'oreal Makeup Course, there'll be $40 bucks worth of free makeup - how cool is that?
Sunday, September 25, 2005
Spent a whole day with guru just now. It seems like our recent conversation seems to skew towards our wedding - the long awaited day where we'll be the most gorgeous woman on earth. Muahaha. Oops.
Anyway I hope to employ a pianist who will be playing live music on a white piano. And guru will be singing this romantic Coco lee's song for me, while chiu yan will help me compile a vcd showing the pictures of me and my husband from the days we were young to the days we met. She'll also sing Ai Qing Da Mo Zhou for me, right? *winks*
Hmm I'm looking forward to tmr. My mum's sending me to this L'oreal Makeup Course, there'll be $40 bucks worth of free makeup - how cool is that?
Clare [12:22 AM]
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Hey Miss Tan Chiu Yan, u complained I only include one of ur photos, so now I made one new one for you - with all of ur photos! Don't you think I'm such a nice girl? I think so too! *blush* Wahaha. So you better click on the pic, enlarge it big big, then can see our face big big. =)
Lol, my handsome dude. *drools*
Thursday, September 22, 2005
Hey Miss Tan Chiu Yan, u complained I only include one of ur photos, so now I made one new one for you - with all of ur photos! Don't you think I'm such a nice girl? I think so too! *blush* Wahaha. So you better click on the pic, enlarge it big big, then can see our face big big. =)
I'm so bored at home! When I'm studying, I wished for all the free time in the world. Now that I permit myself to rest, I'm bored out of my pants. I can assure you that I'll grow as fat as a papaya if I continue to stay at home and stuff my face with food, like what I'm doing now =(. Haiz.
Oh, forgot to mention about this great old chinese duet - ni zui zhen gui. I promised guru I'll sing for her on her wedding day. Guru you must find a handsome dude to sing with me k! He must at least look like this:
Lol, my handsome dude. *drools*
Clare [4:33 PM]
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Seriously I'll accept it if anyone call me a pig. Really. Coz I'm one. I woke up at like 3.30pm today, so by the time i bathe and everything, itz already 5.00pm. I'm having my BREAKFAST at 5pm. Gosh, I'm really one lazy pig. Anyway I stayed up till 2.30am to help my cousin make her blogskin - the layout is similar to mine, I juz kinda manipulated the html to fit her layout. But unlike mine with all the pinkish colour and bright pictures, I used black and white as the 2 main colours and itz altogether a different feel. So ya, my Yu Le Bai Fen Bai is here. Bye =)
Wednesday, September 21, 2005
Seriously I'll accept it if anyone call me a pig. Really. Coz I'm one. I woke up at like 3.30pm today, so by the time i bathe and everything, itz already 5.00pm. I'm having my BREAKFAST at 5pm. Gosh, I'm really one lazy pig. Anyway I stayed up till 2.30am to help my cousin make her blogskin - the layout is similar to mine, I juz kinda manipulated the html to fit her layout. But unlike mine with all the pinkish colour and bright pictures, I used black and white as the 2 main colours and itz altogether a different feel. So ya, my Yu Le Bai Fen Bai is here. Bye =)
Clare [4:47 PM]
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Tuesday, September 20, 2005
Notice board!
Saw this photoshop artwork in xiaxue's friend's blog and decided to try to make a similar one myself:
Saw this photoshop artwork in xiaxue's friend's blog and decided to try to make a similar one myself:
Clare [10:52 PM]
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Friends
I love my friends. They are the ones who will always be there for you no matter what. They speak up for you. They are always there to give you a hand as you tumbled. Their shoulders hold ur tears. They share your burden with you. They are the ones that make this cruel world tolerable. They share your joy. They smile with you, not at you. They listen. They care. To all my friends, thx for simply being there.
I love my friends. They are the ones who will always be there for you no matter what. They speak up for you. They are always there to give you a hand as you tumbled. Their shoulders hold ur tears. They share your burden with you. They are the ones that make this cruel world tolerable. They share your joy. They smile with you, not at you. They listen. They care. To all my friends, thx for simply being there.
Clare [1:47 AM]
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She's all i know
And though she's so far away
It just keeps getting stronger every day
And even now she's gone
I'm still holding on
So tell me where do i start
Cause it's breaking my heart
Don't wanna let her go
Maybe my love will come back someday
Only heaven knows
And maybe our hearts will find a way
Only heaven knows
And all I can do is hope and pray
'Cause heaven knows
My friends keep telling me
That if you really love her
You've gotta set her free
And if she returns in time
I'll know she's mine
So tell me where do I start
'Cause it's breaking my heart
Don't wanna let her go
Sunday, September 18, 2005
She's always on my mind
From the time i wake up 'till i close my eyes
She's everywhere i goShe's all i know
And though she's so far away
It just keeps getting stronger every day
And even now she's gone
I'm still holding on
So tell me where do i start
Cause it's breaking my heart
Don't wanna let her go
Maybe my love will come back someday
Only heaven knows
And maybe our hearts will find a way
Only heaven knows
And all I can do is hope and pray
'Cause heaven knows
My friends keep telling me
That if you really love her
You've gotta set her free
And if she returns in time
I'll know she's mine
So tell me where do I start
'Cause it's breaking my heart
Don't wanna let her go
Clare [11:50 PM]
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U moronic moron, stop thinking bout it and go mug!
U moronic moron, stop thinking bout it and go mug!
Clare [2:03 PM]
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4 months.
4 months.
Clare [3:49 AM]
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Izit true? It still feels abit weird, to hear what I heard last night. I mean by right I shouldn't feel anything, but it still kinda feels bizarre. I did ask myself how I would feel one day when it really happens. Well, now I guess itz a whole new different feeling to face reality. But still, whatever. Oh, and there's a new Harry Potter Trailer. Fug, my hair really suck.
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Izit true? It still feels abit weird, to hear what I heard last night. I mean by right I shouldn't feel anything, but it still kinda feels bizarre. I did ask myself how I would feel one day when it really happens. Well, now I guess itz a whole new different feeling to face reality. But still, whatever. Oh, and there's a new Harry Potter Trailer. Fug, my hair really suck.
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Friday, September 16, 2005
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Clare [11:14 PM]
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If I'm able to do anything, I will:
1) Buy up all the soft nougats from Australia and keep them in my kitchen cupboard.
3) Drink birdnest as a substitute to plain water.
2) Make my fringe grow long.
3) Flatten my cheek bone.
4) Ban Chicky [chicken essence] from this world to prevent it from contaminating our universe. For the greater good of mankind. =)
5) Ban maths. For the mental health of all students.
6) Gather all the rapists & molesters around the world - plonk them in boiling oil, castrate them, shove several needles up their veins and stand back to watch them writhe with agony. Hehehe. *rub hands in glee*
7) World peace. *waves hand like Miss Universe*
Wednesday, September 14, 2005
If I'm able to do anything, I will:
1) Buy up all the soft nougats from Australia and keep them in my kitchen cupboard.
3) Drink birdnest as a substitute to plain water.
2) Make my fringe grow long.
3) Flatten my cheek bone.
4) Ban Chicky [chicken essence] from this world to prevent it from contaminating our universe. For the greater good of mankind. =)
5) Ban maths. For the mental health of all students.
6) Gather all the rapists & molesters around the world - plonk them in boiling oil, castrate them, shove several needles up their veins and stand back to watch them writhe with agony. Hehehe. *rub hands in glee*
7) World peace. *waves hand like Miss Universe*
Clare [10:28 PM]
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" Sorry, but because u opened this you will die in 3 days. sorry. the only way you can reverse this is by reposting it within 5 minutes. good luck By opening this chain mail u have been given bad luck for 2 months. If u repost this message then the bad luck will turn good. Here are the rules. 1)Give the bulletin a name that has nothing to do with a chain letter because this letter is a trap. The more people that you trick, the better luck. "
[From Friendster bulletin]
Ya ya I'm gonna die in 3 days. Aww, how sad. I didn't know Friendster bulletin has the ability to erm... grant me my death. Wow! The wonders of technology, it can even serve as a weapon for murder! *gasp in shock* Not only has it the ability to kill me, it can even turn my bad luck good! Ahh, aren't I one lucky girl. Now, if I repost this, I don't have to suffer with my books for prelims [technically, if I don't repost this, I don't have to study also, gonna die liao what, study for what], love will be at my doorstep, hmm what else, ya and I can have all the soft nougats in the world. How nice!
Oh, and not forgetting those bulletins that tell me I'll be able to find love/ my crush will ask me out/ blah blah blah if I repost the msg. Utter rubbish. So if I say my crush is Brad Pitt, and I repost the msg, he's gonna fly from Hollywood and ask me out for lunch tmr? Well ok, ask him to meet me at Suntec, I like to eat at Mache. =)
Thursday, September 01, 2005
" Sorry, but because u opened this you will die in 3 days. sorry. the only way you can reverse this is by reposting it within 5 minutes. good luck By opening this chain mail u have been given bad luck for 2 months. If u repost this message then the bad luck will turn good. Here are the rules. 1)Give the bulletin a name that has nothing to do with a chain letter because this letter is a trap. The more people that you trick, the better luck. "
[From Friendster bulletin]
Ya ya I'm gonna die in 3 days. Aww, how sad. I didn't know Friendster bulletin has the ability to erm... grant me my death. Wow! The wonders of technology, it can even serve as a weapon for murder! *gasp in shock* Not only has it the ability to kill me, it can even turn my bad luck good! Ahh, aren't I one lucky girl. Now, if I repost this, I don't have to suffer with my books for prelims [technically, if I don't repost this, I don't have to study also, gonna die liao what, study for what], love will be at my doorstep, hmm what else, ya and I can have all the soft nougats in the world. How nice!
Oh, and not forgetting those bulletins that tell me I'll be able to find love/ my crush will ask me out/ blah blah blah if I repost the msg. Utter rubbish. So if I say my crush is Brad Pitt, and I repost the msg, he's gonna fly from Hollywood and ask me out for lunch tmr? Well ok, ask him to meet me at Suntec, I like to eat at Mache. =)
Clare [1:06 PM]
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Studying into the night has given me a rather sentimental mood. I don't know why am I blogging this. Hmm, well i just feel that there are too much emotions inside me and i need to empty out some of it. It doesn't help that I'm listening to some emo songs now. How do I start.. well i can say that I'm a very mysterious person, and there are secrets I hold that not even my best friend know of. Holding so many secrets can be overwhelming at times, and I've a desire to pour everything out. However, something is always holding me back, & it don't feel good to be sitting here, trying to put all your feelings properly into place. I don't have the courage to tell someone everything. I tend to think too much in the middle of the night. My confidence tends to dissolve. My imagination tends to run wild. I would love to be the kind of just-do-it girl. Unfortunately I lack the courage, the strength and the confidence in myself. I admire others, I see how others treat others, I see the difference in treatment, and I wonder. I often wonder, is image really that important? I see the importance of it, I feel it, and I'm guily of it. Sometimes I wonder, why do I care so much about my image? Why do I care so much about how others see me? I ponder, struggle to find my own answer. Perhaps I have found it, and I know the reason, I know its hidden somewhere, burried deep. But I know of its existance, I know why.
Studying into the night has given me a rather sentimental mood. I don't know why am I blogging this. Hmm, well i just feel that there are too much emotions inside me and i need to empty out some of it. It doesn't help that I'm listening to some emo songs now. How do I start.. well i can say that I'm a very mysterious person, and there are secrets I hold that not even my best friend know of. Holding so many secrets can be overwhelming at times, and I've a desire to pour everything out. However, something is always holding me back, & it don't feel good to be sitting here, trying to put all your feelings properly into place. I don't have the courage to tell someone everything. I tend to think too much in the middle of the night. My confidence tends to dissolve. My imagination tends to run wild. I would love to be the kind of just-do-it girl. Unfortunately I lack the courage, the strength and the confidence in myself. I admire others, I see how others treat others, I see the difference in treatment, and I wonder. I often wonder, is image really that important? I see the importance of it, I feel it, and I'm guily of it. Sometimes I wonder, why do I care so much about my image? Why do I care so much about how others see me? I ponder, struggle to find my own answer. Perhaps I have found it, and I know the reason, I know its hidden somewhere, burried deep. But I know of its existance, I know why.
Clare [2:15 AM]
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