Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Maine's 20th @ MOF

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Zoo

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Mund's bday @ ECP

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Crystal Jade XLB Buffet

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Henderson's Wave

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Bao's House-warming

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And one of the many many dates w my little boy

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Ikr, I'm unintentionally turning this space into a photo junk alr. But besides having these to aid me in backtracking all the celebrations/outings which I probably can't rmb significantly by now, the best thing about pictures is that they'll still look the same despite having everything else around you changed.

So, econs paper is probably the most effective weapon in bursting my brain and any phrase would still be an understatement as to how relieve I felt the moment I capped my pen this evening. I let out quite a loud breath & pretended like I didn't see the girl beside me turn over hehe.

May I wake up to Thursday evening when I can finally throw behind this mundane lifestyle (for a mth)!

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Henderson's Wave

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Potluck @ Nana's crib

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Poly favourites

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& the boy

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It's alr been half past 2011 and shld I say despite the smooth sail as yet, I wish uni can be gotten over & done with in just as quick a blink of an eye as things have always gone past me.

It's really pretty much of a change ever since school started a few weeks ago. I start falling asleep as early as 10pm; I barely get to meet the usuals whom I used to meet everyday anymore because they've all started working; I'm hanging out with my poly peeps alot now. The frequent meet-ups make us reminisce how school days in TP used to be so fun, how we behave in classes & teachers didn't like us but none of that really matter, how we can migrate from canteen to canteen after school for the whole noon/evening & not get bored of them, play card games/chit-chat/shop till we decided to give classes a miss, and that sense of belonging when we see all the usual faces each time we walk down the corridor - None of which feels the same in this new surrounding I call my school now.

Time & time again I try convincing myself that further studies isn't a wrong choice made, but if this is so then why do I always have to go through the same mental argument & feel so worn out all these while?

Sunday, July 10, 2011

Women's Dictionary - The 9 Deadly Words


#1 Fine
This is the word a woman uses to end an argument when she still thinks she's right. It means you need to shut up.

#2 Five Minutes
If she's getting dressed, this means half an hr. Five minutes is only five minutes if you have just been given five more minutes to watch the game.

#3 Nothing
This is the calm before the storm. This means Something, and you should be on your toes. Arguments that begin with Nothing usually end in Fine (Refer to #1).

#4 Go Ahead
This is a dare, not a permission. Do not do it.

#5 Loud Sigh
This is actually a word, but a non-verbal statement often misunderstood by men. It means that she thinks you're an idiot and wonders why she's wasting her time standing here & arguing with you about nothing (Refer to #3).

#6 It's Ok
This is one of the most dangerous statements a woman can make to a man. It means that she wants to think long & hard before deciding how & when you'll pay for your mistake.

#7 Thanks
A woman is thanking you. Do not question, or faint. Just say You're welcome.
*Special Clause: If a woman says Thanks a lot - it is pure sarcasm. Do not say You're welcome. That will bring on a "Whatever" (Refer to #8).

#8 Whatever
Is a woman's way of saying F- You.

#9 Don't worry about it, I got it.
Another dangerous statement. Meaning this is sth that a woman has told a man to do serveral times, but is now doing it herself. This will later result in a man asking "What's wrong?" before a woman replies "Nothing" (Refer to #3).

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LOL! Cant stop laughing at this.