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Saturday, October 29, 2005

Man, the irritating pimples are attacking my face =( 2 of them have declared themselves to be PR on my face. I got hooked to the Taiwan drama wang zi bian qing wa which is currently airing on channel U.


Look, isn't he handsome? Don't mind me, I fa hua chi again. Hee.

Darn, really have this overwhelming desire to buy the vcd. But looking at the amount of money I need to spend on prom, my pocket feels pretty empty. Not to mention the priority which I've given to Jay's album.

Oops, better keep this entry short. If not chiu yan see already sure say I never study and come update blog. =P
Clare [12:45 AM]
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Wednesday, October 26, 2005
Purify our hearts
Read an inspirational story in Life! section of today's paper. Shall share it here.

This is a story of a mother who walked from a distant village to visit Gandhi in his religious retreat. She took along her little boy. "He won't stop eating sugar." she told Gandhi, "Its bad for his health but he won't listen."

"But he'll listen to you, Gandhi, you're his hero. Please tell him to stop."

Gandhi looked at the boy, pondered, and told the mother to come back in one week. Slightly irritated - it was midsummer and the village was far away- she left.

The next week, she came back with the child. Gandhi patted him on the head and told him to stop eating sugar, because it was bad for one's health.

The mother thanked Gandhi profusely. Walking to the gate of the ashram, she turned to ask Gandhi why he didn't say that the week before.

Gandhi replied: "Mother, until one week ago, I was eating sugar."

Like all good stories, there's a moral to it - "I need to get my own messy life in order before I tell someone how to live"

Argg, hate the recent headaches that's hounding my head, must be the silent protests against mugging that my head's holding.
Clare [4:38 PM]
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Monday, October 24, 2005

Wahaha, I found this ah beng blog that's damn funny, nice blog to relieve stress -http://rockson.blogspot.com/


Here's a little extract from the blog, I've censored out the vulgarities:

"I go inside, and see a lot of people all wear shorts and bikini. Some damn chio. But got some girls totally cannot make it, but still wear bikini. This kind of f***** up standard face and body still wear bikini. Please lah, guy like to see the n** n** bounce in the bikini when the girl jump and dance. Don't want to see the thighs and the stomoch also bounce, ok? This kind of bounce see already will vomit. Woman got a bit of hamburger on the waist is good, but guy don't want Big Mac."

His view on the president election:

"But I think the president is not only cho bo lan. I heard he have to look after Gahmen money (which is actually OUR money, but the Gahmen always say is THEIR money). I know! Maybe can get that opposition party guy Chee! His name sound like bad word. If he is president, he can everyday ask the Gahmen "WHERE is the chee*** MONEY?!!!" but confirm won't kena sue! Hahahahaha!!!
I also don't mind if I can be president. Got big house at the Isetana. Outside got so many guard and police look after my house (and my president baobei car can park inside won't kena scratch, not like parking in the ch**b** HDB carpark). Then next door my Isetana president house is Plaza Singapura shopping centre (last time Yaohan), and even got MRT. Outside is Orchard Road, got so many sexy chio bu to see. Good what!But then cannot go and chiong as president, because too famous liao. Wait chiong already will become like that last time ah neh President, Devan Neh. He chiong too much in the end kena the Gahmen fry his cuttle fish.
Anyway too bad, I not smart enough, and cannot get the president COE. Car COE also got problem to get. But if they say l** che** big can be president, I sure win one. But I think I cannot win in Election, only in Erection. I can be Rockson the Horse President! Hahahahahahaha!!!!"

Crude as it may be, it proves to be an interesting read.
Clare [12:57 PM]
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Sunday, October 23, 2005

The best snack in the world, straight out of the bottle.

Clare [10:03 PM]
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Friday, October 21, 2005

I've found the definition to cool.



Look, even the box and name suggests that 'cool'ness is vibrating in every single atom, or molecule, or whatever of Nikkon's new digital cam - Coolpix S2. I'm not really sure if its new in the market but itz certainly new to me.


This sleek camera appears to gleam in my hand. Trust me, give this to the nerdiest guy on earth and ask him to use it, he'll appear cool.


Ahh, a camera within a camera - a fusion of coolness and art.


The back of it is cool as well - except for my mum's ironing board in its reflection.

Cool as it may be, too bad it isn't mine.


Clare [4:37 PM]
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Wednesday, October 19, 2005

My blog's getting laggy, shouldn't post so much pics. Shall stick to traditional words for the next couple of posts.

2 and a half weeks left to As - I really shouldn't be here. If you see me in msn, do ask me to get out. I'm serious. I've absolutely no self control. Bah, this is one stupid post.


Clare [12:26 PM]
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Tuesday, October 18, 2005

I can't wait for the 1st of Nov! Jay's 6th album - November's chopin! Whoo! Can't wait, can't wait, can't wait, can't wait, can't wait... *continues chanting in an irritating voice* =P But I don't really like his new hairstyle though, makes him look as though he should pay a trip to Yun Nam haircare.



Here's one of his latest song - Ye QU, which I kapo from Jay Chou Net. [click here to hear]
Clare [11:27 PM]
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Monday, October 17, 2005

I'm freaking sick of my 3 husbands [or laoz gongz as the bimbos would put it] - namely darling econs, dear dear maths and honey geo. *pukes*

Dear maths TYS looks like a book painted in a revolting shade of yellowish green.



My geo notes have the picture of 2 handsome guy and one chio bu.


But the thickness of it is absolutely disgusting.


And mind you, there's not just one of them but two. TWO freaking thick stack of notes.


Can you picture them stack together? Well, they kinda look like that:


Urg.

Sometimes, or most of the time, when I'm overwhelmed by all the mugging, I resort to taking bo liao pictures of yours truly.


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Pardon my ugly hairdo - thats what I call the study hairdo.
Clare [9:00 PM]
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Friday, October 14, 2005

Today's the last official school day in MJ! Lots n lots n lots of pics. To my fellow Kuan Yin Mas and Shaline, Happy saving them!


4 Kuan Yin Mas

Emilyn & Clarissa

Matrix, Charlie's angel, Kuan Yin Ma & Power Ranger

Wahaha, this is one super funny pic.

Ahh, the 3 monkeys.

Shaline pleading for forgiveness, amidst laughter.

Now's my favourite part, our act cute poses from 1 to 10. [Shi Lian Pai]










~*End of act cute shots*~

More photos...

Cherie enjoying her noodles.

I love this photo!

My fav drink in an artistic shot, courtesy of Rickson.

Whew! Last photo...took me a darn long time to upload all. Ok, shall go back to my TYS now. =) Nite ppl.
Clare [7:04 PM]
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Thursday, October 13, 2005
Emma Watson
Good things must be shared, gorgeous babes must be made a veritable feast for all eyes.



ok, there's only one babe. But that's not the point. The whole point comes in the point that she's simply dazzling. And she's only 15. And when I was 15 I look like an appalling nerd. Yucks.
Clare [11:48 PM]
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Tuesday, October 11, 2005
Just wondering
Today was the last episode of Pride [or bin shang han jiang] which aired on channel U every Mon and Tue at 8pm. Presumably, the male lead ended up with the female lead and the two of them shared a kiss under the fireworks. Ya, typical.

But as usual, I feel this sense of joy and exhilaration to see the 2 of them ending up together. I go like "Awww, so romantic".

A thought struck me at this moment. What if, the lead actor isn't this incredibly suave guy by the name of Takuya Kimura who looks like this:



and the lead actress isn't this enticing female species who looks like that:



Would I still feel the sense of exhilaration like I did? What if, just what if, they look like this:

Hmmm. Weird isn't it? The way our minds and emotions appeal all in a different way to different images and looks. If you get what I mean.
Clare [11:04 PM]
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Monday, October 10, 2005

10.10.05 - Exactly a year has passed. A year since we last spoke. A year since we chose our separate paths. Forgiveness isn't out trait. Bearing anger that begets more anger - we became strangers. Destiny spells us as it is, we didn't choose an alternative. This is our kismet. But it might be all for the better. May perpetuity bless their love.
Clare [3:36 PM]
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Saturday, October 08, 2005

Pardon my retarded picture in my previous post, I'm bound to get a little retarded at times, or most of the time. Hehe. Don't worry guru, I'm not angry nor sad. Haha. I've just realized it is rather retarded. wahaha. I do hope not many have seen it. For those who have seen it, pls treat it as though you've never seen this retarded side of me. I swear I'm normal sometimes =D I'm gonna be an ostrich n hide myself for a few weeks.
Clare [9:11 PM]
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Blogger finally recovered, nice to see the normal setting again.

Its gonna be back to the wake up -> study study study -> sleep kinda routine lifestyle once again. I know it will take hell lot of work to achieve my ideal grade of A.B,B for my A's. For one thing, I've never ever ever smell or even manage to go near that A grade throughout my entire JC life. Come to think of it, I don't even have a B. I'll probably be staying away from the com, or trying my best to stay away from the com till after my A's. As for my blog, perhaps it'll only serve as a punching bag for me to release my stress for the next 4 weeks.

On a brighter note, I've devised a nice lip gloss colour by mixing and matching my collection. It'll probably be the colour for prom night.
Clare [12:43 AM]
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Wednesday, October 05, 2005

No more fretting over prom dresses! Itz nicely folded in my cupboard =)
Clare [9:38 PM]
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This is what I called narcissism.



Clare [9:10 PM]
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Monday, October 03, 2005

I feel inferior, and I don't like it. I feel worried, and I don't want too. If I were to pour out the contents of my emotions on the table - there will be anger, a tinge of sadness, wariness, confusion, a little of pinning for someone and the urge to scold myself. Mix all these together, you get what I'm feeling now. I hate this, the past is all but a dream.
Clare [12:08 AM]
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Sunday, October 02, 2005

Despite my screwed up blogger settings, I shall still blog. This is perhaps just another boring blog entry telling people what I did, how i feel and basically just serve as a channel for me to vent my anger and injustice at a particular someone. This someone is one big jerk - it irks me how someone can have be so egolistic, so self-centered and so foul. Get this right - the world doesn't revolve around you k. Who wouldn't want their dignity? The reason for tears is simple - which in this case, comes from sadness. It is NOT to gain the so-called sympathy. Who gives a damn about your sympathy, nobody wants it. Only nincompoops cry for sympathy.

Ok anger aside, its now to the "What I did" part. Spent the entire day hanging out with teresa, yan and sin. Had a nice time catching up with old friends. I swear this is gonna be the last time I shall set my foot in orchard - with the exception of getting my brown prom dress from Chaos. I'm gonna have to mug mug and mug. I'll get into SMU if itz the last thing I do. Seeing one of ur best friends in love is a great feeling - I can see yian sin glowing from the power of love. Oops.

Oh ya, forgot to mention about a nasty little shock in Simei BK. I think I've this 6th sense somewhere in me. Everytime I get that kinda feeling, I bump into him. Its creepy.
Clare [1:36 AM]


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