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Sunday, February 27


i call this....






The Bleh Witch Project



Once upon a time, in the small town of Jurong, there lived a happy not-so-little girl.



One stormy day, there was a knock on her door. The girl was home alone, however, she did not know any better. So, without hesitation, she opened the door. There, standing in the rain, was a dishrevelled looking old woman.



"Please child, let me come in." She said, in a low, raspy voice.

The girl, naiive as she was, thought "Oh, ok!" and happily let the old woman in.




"Come in! I'll make you a nice cup of instant hot chocolate (u know.. the one fm cadbury.. the $6.40 one)!" she said. She was glad that she had some company.

"Thank you, my child.." said the old woman, as she stepped into the house.

Little did the girl know, the old woman was actually a witch. She casted a spell on the girl, who instantly became hypnotized and all googly-eyed.



"MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA(oops.. i mean) HEE HEE HEE...." the ugly old witch laughed gleefully. "It is dinner time......."



Nah.. she didn't want to eat the girl.. too fattening.. u know, it'll clog up her arteries and stuff..

But, the witch smelt something tastier in the house.. Something more exotic, leaner, meaner, and of course, the healthier choice....


She cocked her head to the left.. and this was what she saw..sleeping under the computer table.



"yummy.. (bony) finger lickin gd.."


The end.


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Saturday, February 26


yowza kiddos,

did anyone notice tt my links take the shape/outline of an aeroplane... or a u-know-wat (for those of u who watch too much Austin Powers =] ). muahahahaha, nuff said.

actuali, didn hav much to write abt today.. except... except... IT RAINED!!! woohoo!! and its nt tt kinda passing-by rain.. it was a full blown, cats and dogs, 2 full hrs of rain. wow.

went to town yesterday.. actuali, nowadays town is quite boring. its all those kinda stores where girlie girls and i-tink-golfwear-is-cool guys patronise. even 'far east plaza' has lost its ecclectic nature. its gone far west. pun intended. haha. ok ok lame..

tt said, i like the military jackets at topshop. i hope i haven't contradicted myself.

anw, i reali should start reading again. but first, i'll have to pay off my library debts. hmmm..

aiya.. wanted to talk abt someone.. but then.. i'm scared of been trashed by his/her entourage. so.. better not.


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Wednesday, February 23


so stressed. so stressed to see so many of my closest friends atached. wow. so stress.

so giddy. watching and editing hours and hours of video on the pc. so giddy. wow.

so stoked. the idol contestants are cool. and cute. like travis tucker. woo. hot. but my vote is for bo bice. i like unique ppl. i like unique evrything... but u guys probably already knew that..

so disturbed. coz the 'O' results are coming out soon.. which onli means...

so so confused. and that's an understatement.


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Tuesday, February 22


i cant understand ppl who actually think they are good looking even when they're not. i mean, it's ok for good looking ppl to think they're good looking.. but.. not everyone's aesthetically pleasing u know...

ok, so that was a tad mean.. but im so... wats the word? pissed? with guys who think that they're good looking even when they're not. its a bit sickening.. and the thing is, these guys dont say it directly.. like.. "i think i'm good looking", instead, they try to imply that they are.. like.. "he said that with my looks, i surely can make it". wth..

maybe im reading too much into wtv was said.. but.. aaarh.. wtv.

today i went to relief a form teacher for a p4 class. it was like an m-effing circus. i think i have to teach adults.. coz im too slack to discipline children.. haha.. at least with teens or young adults i can simply blame it on angst or sthg..

sometimes kids are naughty just because they crave the attention. its sad. i hope my children don't turn out to be naughty.. and i hope they're not like me.. i was bloody obnoxious as a kid (wonder if i still am ;]) and i grew up much faster than i had to. i was like an adult in a child's body. haha..

god has a good sense of humour. when i was a baby, i was like a nenek(grandma). i talked and talked and talked. then, in primary school, i was very adult-ish. very meticulous, stern, even organised. luckily, in secondary school, i was just my own obnoxious self. then, in jc, i was very oldie-ish. very philosophical, always talking about the big picture, and listening to the temptations and sinatra and music from the 60s.

but i have to admit, though i might seem like an extrovert, not many people know much about me. they can only guess.. or at most, deduce.

someone once told me that he had changed. i slammed him and said "No, people never change". i guess i was right. people don't change, people never change. they just.. well.. evolve.


DISCLAIMER: If u think i'm talking about u, well.. take a long hard look in the mirror.


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Wednesday, February 9


i wish i had selective memory.

i hate it when the past comes back to haunt me. ok. i dont hate it.. im afraid of it.. afraid of its repercussions..

there's a reason why i chose to leave u behind.. i was trying to move on..
coz i think u have..
well, i haven't.

i feel like im on a treadmill. first, walking, then, running away.. but no matter how hard i try and how fast i run, i end up in the same place, ie. still not over u.

i tried distractions too. and i thought i was succeeding.. til u came back to haunt.

i might miss u.. and i so wanna dial ur number (which i thought i had erased from my memory.. but somehow, i got a thing for numbers..) but i refrain from doing so..

why?


1) coz u moved on.. yeah.. i know i told u to..
2) coz wat if we start becoming friends again and then this whole cycle repeats its goddamn self again. when is it going to end and is it ever going to end?
3) because i don't believe in "love". its corny. but at the same time, i dont know wat this feeling is..


please let me forget u. i'm at ur mercy.
i'm tired of running. i want to be the fat flabby depressed person sitting in the corner, crying. the one with the boyfriend with over active sweat glands. i meant ex-boyfriend. coz he just dumped her.



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