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Sunday, December 31, 2006


10 days of spain. 2 flights of 24 hours. incredibly beautiful sights. eye candy in barcelona.


what can i say?

my wound bled again @ 3:08 pm

Wednesday, December 20, 2006

Christina Aguilera - Welcome

welcome to the greatest show
greatest show on earth
you've never seen before
here the fairytale unfolds


what's behind the smoke and glass?
painted faces, everybody wears a mask
are you selling them your soul?

well you'll be left out in the cold


is it all blue skies
fun and games untill you fall
then you're left without anyone at all
you're riding on a shooting star
with a smile upon your face
but soon the shine fades



and you're left out all alone
wondering where did they all go?



been jaded, hated,
who'll be around when the limelight's faded?
been shut down, pushed out
made to smile when i wanted to frown


always taking a bow
always working the crowd
always breaking new ground
always playing the clown
who'll be sticking it out?
who'll be staying around
when the lights go down?


i feel so alone

my wound bled again @ 1:23 am

Monday, December 18, 2006

school report.

my school report arrived. what can i say?


i'm just so disappointed. theres nothing much i can say. i mean, i did do well for chemistry and all.. its just the math that has me so down. apparently my performance this semester is "much more varied than before", and that my confidence in the subject has suffered as a result of problems in force diagrams and careless mistakes.


i dont know i feel such an immense sense of.. i dont know what i feel. i'm pissed with my dad too, its not like i didnt try. fuck hell i'm not your bloody A+ student. i tried and thats all that i can give. it never is enough. i cant fucking get into stanford and thats it. i'll just fucking apply straight to UCLA or something. fuck.


and after high school, its college. and then work. it never fucking ends. its a cycle, over and over again. disappointment regret anger confusion.

my wound bled again @ 3:32 am

Friday, December 15, 2006

again.

stood up. again.

my wound bled again @ 7:18 pm

Thursday, December 14, 2006

FRAGRANCES!!

WHEEEE HEE HEE HEE HEE HEEEE! just bought the anna sui secret wish christmas set. it that was $87 for 50 ml secret wish fragrance, 100 ml bath and shower gel and 100 ml of mosturising lotion. YESYESYESSS!! but now i have a new obsession. guess guess? anyone?





i am in LOVE. it is so pretty! That's Amore TATTOO LEI by Gai Mattiolo


a new love!! <3<3<3


anyone want to go out? please? =[[

my wound bled again @ 3:13 am

Tuesday, December 12, 2006

results!

i just got back my chinese results. and i did like total fuck. 34 our of 50. but then its scaled up, so i think its an equivalent of about, 44? which is pretty good. =]] was really asd just now, but i think my friends really cheered me up.


so heres thanks to van, nina, alison, lida, lydia, tom. thanks heaps. =]


anyway. i'm gettin really stressed out about the whole year 12 thing. i really want a 99 and above (the highest u can get is 99.95, and only 2 people in the entire state get it. thats 2 out of 98354876484342876186 people.), but i dont think i can get it. =[[[!! its like the O levels all over again. just harder this time. the people in aussie are fricking geniuses man.


anyway i went down to town today, did a bit of shopping. sorry nic, i think i had some sort of misunderstanding with you, so i got pissed and decided to go out with someone else instead. sorry! went out with nina, and walked around. far east has realllllly cute stuff! i'm just trying not to spend too much now, though. i'm frickin broke. spent 112 bucks today. $23 on a top for myself, and 66 on flats. and another 23 on a top for nina that she liked but didnt want to buy for her birthday. and now i'm brokkkkke! =[[


eww. i'm sticky and sweaty now! i really hate the singaporean weather! absolute crap, i tell ya. pfft. better go for a shower now. taa guys! (or as jo says, "taa gaiiiis!")


<3<3

my wound bled again @ 1:53 am

Friday, December 08, 2006

melbourne 2006

i am going to be very emo now, if you'll forgive me.


my work experience just ended.


the school year is over.


there it goes - 1 year down the drain.


looking back on this year, i think i've definately learnt alot. moving to a new country, leaving loved ones behind, and making new friends, opening up your comfort zone and ajusting to a new environment. and looking back, i realise that i've actually discovered who my real friends are. i think back and wonder, how much do i actually know about you? and realisation dawns. nothing.


sure, i know who you are. i know what you like, what you dont. but what do i know about you?


nothing.


people that i have fun with and very different to the people that i actually talk to. to people that i actually see how your mind works, how you think, and things that you keep guarded behind stony faces, thank you for this year. its been truely blissful for me.


but people who just stand there, refusing to let me, or anyone for that matter, into that damned mind of yours, to make us stay strangers although we are friends? i'm sorry i've never seemed enough of a friend to you. i sincerely am.


goodbye melbourne, plc, burwood, for this year.

my wound bled again @ 9:46 pm

Tuesday, December 05, 2006

work experience. pfft.

work experience. what can i say.


absolute disaster.


i just wasted 8 hours of my life, and shall continue to do so everyday for the next 3 days. i am so counting the same till i get home. AHHHHH.


ps: jo? i doubt you'd ever read this, but yes. i am obsessed with you. NOW GET ONLINE U BITCH! hahaha. =]


and no i'm not lesbian.

my wound bled again @ 8:55 pm

Sunday, December 03, 2006

MONEYYY

I AM BROKE. BROKE BROKE BROKE BROKE BROKE.


went to the basement yesterday, and i went broke. =[[ i bought this GORRRGEOUS miss shop red dress, and a miss shop belt. cos mt 60 bucks. the dress was 25% off, but oh well. i can wear it to dee's party next year. now all i gotta do is buy a pair or black, HOTTT 3 inch heels. i can find them in novo, i reckon. =]]]


the boarding house is realllly sad now. nearly everyone has left, and theres a grand total of 8 of us left. from 100 to 8. how... nice. i feel so loved. HAHA. but yea. sophia's gonna come get my luggage tonight, and damn. i'm not even prepared yet. =[[[[ i need to pack. and go with frano to burwood to buy a pair or tweezers. NO TIMMME.


but yeah. i have 50 bucks to last me for the whole of next week. bloody screwed. i have no idea how to buy lunch ad all. (hot tip: a plate of food here costs at least 7 bucks) =[[[[ sarah's gonna have to scringe. =[


and yes, miss lania lee. i will try to get the hotel voucher from daddy dearest okay? no promises, though. =]]


just for jiawen if she reads this: I MISS YOUUUU!!! saw the 'super sarah' thing you made for me, and i miss you like feeeerrreeeaaak. =] i'll see you soon!


<3 sarah

my wound bled again @ 1:22 pm

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