delivered.

to forgive, to forget,
to let go and let God.

<3>
Marshall and Qin Fa bought me an absolutely adorable pink teddy bear from CardsnSuch with my name tag stuck onto it with velcro! (: Soooo sweet. They said it was for my birthday, which won't be here for roughly another couple of weeks. Aren't they the sweetest thangs? :]
Saw Anna Beth today!
Hmm.

I HAVE A NEW NEPHEW! He was born today at around 2.46 p.m.
His name's Isaac and according to my mom, he has the biggest eyes ever.
Awww, I like babies. Kinda. It's the noisy toddlers I can't stand, they're like stomachs surrounded by whirlwinds of noise and dirt.
But babies sooo make me melt! Everything about them is sooo tiny and perfect.
And I love their baby powder smell. Teehee(:
Okay. I'm gonna go beg my mom to bring me to Mount Alvernia to see baby Isaac!

9:00 PM;

Loving you isn't really something I should do
Shouldn't wanna spend my time with you.
I should try to be strong,
But, baby, you're the right kind of wrong.

Wearing rubber bands again, ugh.
Hmm.
Mel and I took off our shoes &socks and walked around in Raffles City today.(:

My phone's wallpaper says, "HELLOOOO GORGEOUS"
Isn't my phone just the sweetest thing? : D

10:12 PM;

how does your conscience feel today?
maybe your life is overflowing, but honestly,
don't take all.
give a little.
has it ever occured to you that other people need them too?
don't treat them like your slaves that come at your beck and call,
or worse, your husband.
that's taking advantage.
and girl, tell me. how old are you?
grow up, will you?

UGH. bad day today. chest pains, headache, bad hair, bad choice of shirt, got photographed by a weirdo, relapse, had to see that _____, my teeth ache, i have to wear rubber bands, my manicure's messed up, someone got mad at me, i missed singapore idol, got bullied, got reprimanded the moment i stepped into the house, and to top it all off, i had to go home alone.

YOU DISGUST ME.
and trust me, it's not only me who you disgust.

*%*)#%)%^)(!$)@%_%#%%^+&!^$@ !

okay, i actually typed twice as long as that ^ but i deleted half of it and this is left, lest it look too obscene. ARGH.

AND THIS AFTERNOON WHEN I WAS AT HOME AH! a group of teenagers from this nearby school went to the playground downstairs my house and started shouting and screaming their heads off, jumping around and drumming on the slides. (?!) i shan't mention the school for privacy. pissed me off! i'm SO gonna complain to their school. they were basically acting like a bunch of monkeys. uncivilised. -.-

mr john lim sent me to the doctor's from school today on vp's orders cause i had this pain behind my left rib that started just when i finished my crossword puzzle in history lesson. i'd just slammed down the pen and exclaimed, "finished!" and then immediately clutched my rib and choked, "ow!" as there was this stabbing feeling which came very suddenly.
guess what the stupid doctor gave me.
PARACETAMOL. -.-
then mr lim sent me home.

yeah.

went to raffles today to meet hendy, walked around for awhile to accompany him until bryant finished bs. then mel came.
tuition at chec today.
was bad.
met bryant during the break,
then met hendy and him after that.
stravaiged at o school for awhile, then walked to city hall.
then we were standing at the control station talking.
for some reason or other, hendy started trying to mess up my hair.
then they both started trying to mess up my hair.
then i whacked both their heads. and bryant grabbed me from behind at the throat and hendy messed up my hair.
wah lau.):
then bryant escaped into the mrt station closely followed by hendy.
HAHA. SOMEONE TING XIONG ZHUO REN! : D

screw it, i'm still in a friggin' bad mood.
'scuse my french.
my mom just came and scolded me again while i was taking my vitamins.
$#*#$$)%!_%##%^(%#

11:32 PM;

I slit two of my shirts in 2 days.
Hey, for a reason. So I can tie them and then they won't fall to my ankles making me look like I'm wearing a dress.
Haha(:
Went to study w the clique today! : D And I know Sukardi's secret! : O
Hmm. I have a letter t reply. L8r! (:

11:16 PM;

I know I didn't post a lot on happenings these few posts, and they're little snippets of irrelevant things, but well I'll start posting properly as soon as I'm in the mood.(:
Oh, and I'm annoyed w my fam. They just keep using the cordless phone until no battery. And then, they leave it lying around and don't bother to go put it on the charger. And when I wanna use it, it dies like after two minutes. -_-
(example:
Dad: "BLAH BLAH BLAH(something along the lines of meeting someone somewhere for something.)"
Kor: "I want to use the phone!"
Dad: "Eh son, wait ah. BLAH BLAH BLAH okay here you go."
Kor: "BLAH BLAH BLAH(something about project, and how he needs to finish it real soon.)"
Mom: "Ren ren, I want to use! I need to call so-and-so for some reason or other."
Kor: "Eh, my mom needs to use. Call me okay? Bye, bye."
Mom: "BLAH BLAH BLAH (Eh, where's the sale? I think I feel like... shoes. Aiyah, I know alr. Yeah I'm thinking of signing up a manicure+pedicure package for my daughter... Huh? I'm siao?)"

Some while later....

Me: "Mom? I need to use the phone. Pretty pleaseeeee"
Mom: "Eh, my girl needs to use. Yeah. I talk to you later okay? Bye bye"
Me: "Hey, hello, eh, today what homework ah? Tomorrow have ---"

AND THE LINE IS CUT OFF!!!!!!!!!

Wah.): That's the result of having only one cordless phone in a house of very active phone-users. Haha. Shit happens, I guess.

Oh, and that reminds me... I wrote like 3 pages for my Chinese zhuo wen! Common test today. Siao right? I haven't written so much before in my whole history of learning Chinese. Hmm...

And I'm a happy girl. I just changed my handwriting. Alas, it's still quite messy. But what the heck, it's neater than the previous one. (:

Oh, and it's true. My mom WAS thinking of signing up a manicure/pedicure package for me. $380 for like 10 sessions of both mani/pedi. Cheap right? Ahahaha. But then..
Me: "Right. And I can wear nail polish to school right?"
Mom: "Oh, yeah hor..."
Sigh. Maybe soon, lah.(: I want patterns! They're pretty!

FRENCH MANICURE IS THE PRETTIEST! : D

11:31 PM;

If I died tonight, would you still be grieving tomorrow?
Worse, would you grieve at all?

3:32 PM;

I had my first nosebleed today! OMG I haven't had one like ever. Hmm. Lol and I say that like it's a good thing.

I miss my clique! ): Haven't seen them in days. Seeing them tonight! Can't wait!<3

3:04 PM;

Did I lose my love to someone better,
And does she love you like I do did?

To still be suffering is stupid after all this time.

8:43 PM;

I wish he hadn't told me what he did, then maybe I'd still be existing in my little bubble, cocooned in what I believed. But he did. And I know now how it feels. Not that I've never been double-crossed before, but I... oh, well. I thought I... oh, I don't know. I just never thought I'd feel this bad about something I didn't see happen. I didn't see this coming, for sure. Bryant said I'm only making myself feel worse by thinking about it, but what else can I do? I can't help it. It bothers me. And "bothers" is an understatement. Baby, I don't wanna spoil this friendship by telling you how I feel, I don't wanna. And really, this period is so trying, that it's tempting me, luring me, to tell you. But what if you don't feel the same? Sweets, my heart won't be able to take it anymore. But you're the one making my heart thump. I don't know what to think anymore.

Maybe I'm overreacting.

8:37 PM;

test post.

8:40 PM;

10:56 PM;

If God had a refrigerator, your picture would be on it.
If He had a wallet, your photo would be in it.
He sends you flowers every spring and a sunrise every morning.
Whenever you want to talk, He'll listen.
He can live anywhere in the universe, but He chose your heart.
What about the Christmas gift He sent you in Bethlehem,
not to mention that Friday at Calvary.
Face it, He's crazy about you.


This morning, I woke up around eight plus. Replied Jaanmeng's smses.. Then arranged to meet him at City Hall. Got ready and left. I spent, like, nearly the whole day in town.
Met him around ten. Then we went to walk around City Link. Nowhere was open except for Gelare and TCC. Had toast and tea for breakfast.(: Someone bet on Italy and he won S$200. LOL(:
Then we wanted to go play pool but pool fusion wasn't open yet so we went to coffee bean at Bugis and sat and talked. And after that we went to pool fusion, and we played pool. Jaanmeng thrashed me about three out of four times): Fine, I owe him one. Anyway. He has some secret admirer who gave him, like, vodka the last time she saw him. TEEHEE :]
Anyway. After playing pool, he sent me to outram and I took a bus to KAP to meet Louisa. Then we had something to eat at Macs and left for SATA to collect Louisa's report. Met Hendy at Jurong East. Then we went to collect the report. She's fit! Haha. Then we met Bryant. Then took train down to City Hall. Went to City Link for the second time that day.
When we reached Flash n Splash, Bryant said he needed to go to the loo. And apparently, we did too. But when Bry and Hendy went into the toilet, Louisa and I dashed out and went into Flash n Splash. Then we looked for flips. We found some black ones in size 8. That's the smallest alr. Then we bought them and dashed out. And I was laughing alr. To complicate matters, we met Bryant and Hendy on our trip back into the loo. Cause we had to go for real. HAHAHA OH GOSH I was laughing like don't know what. Then okay we walked around, went to Marina Square and had baked rice(: and walked some more.
Then we walked back to City Hall to meet Melissa for tuition. At the station, we presented Bryant with the slippers. Haha. We went to the body shop and took the perfumes, and we sprayed Louisa like don't know what. Haha revenge on an innocent party! And we went into Accessorize. I LOVE their cute little things! And then we met Melissa. And we went for tuition and Hendy and Isa went off, and Bryant and I were being all bimbo in tuition, teehee (:

Joke of the Day:
Bryant: The extra skin on, you know, that thing...
Louisa: Huh, what thing?
Bryant: Some people don't have cause they've been circumcised, you know?
Louisa: Oh... then girls have?
Bryant: NO...
Louisa: HUH how come guys have and girls don't... OH! Okayy.






Mother: I don't scold you also cannot!

Hello, what's the logic in that? Surely you can control your own tongue.

Anyway. Who thinks I should get another sling? Tote? Suggestions please.(: My crumpler and I will be celebrating our one year's anniversary together this thursday, on Lynette's birthday.

10:37 PM;

Are You still here with me?
I can't hear You anymore.

Disappointment after disappointment, they say release it all to You.
But how to when I can't hear You anymore?
And, oh, how to even begin with the people who've let me down?
And who I've let down?
And forgive my transgressions as I forgive others'.

Speak to me please?
It's killing me, I so want to hear Your voice again.

I adore You,
I adore You,
I adore You,
Jesus, my Lord.

12:13 AM;

I am beginning to discover that random people with their friendster profiles written in ...presumably malay, keep adding me. Once or twice is understandable, but this has happened a fair few times. About fifteen or more, I dare say. This is getting a little out of hand. Who are these people? Why do they add me? Where did they find me? WHY DID THEY DECIDE TO RANDOMLY ADD MEEEEEEE???????????????????????

Hmmm.

11:24 PM;

I've been given my first blue rose!((((((((((((:
Thanks, you. : D

And Joey and Zhiyong were nice enough to give me a lift to King Albert Park today in a cab. We shared cab actually. But I only gave them a minimal amount. The both of them were super nice. Thanks, Joey and Zhiyong!(:

Today was a good day.

8:59 PM;

Years ago, there was a very wealthy men who, with his devoted young son, shared a passion for art collecting. Together they traveled around the world, adding only the finest art treasures to their collection. Priceless works by Picasso, Van Gogh, Monet, and many others adorned the walls of the estate. The widowed elderly man looked on with satisfaction as his only child became an experienced art collector. The son's trained eye and sharp business mind caused his father to beam with pride as they dealt with art collectors around the world.

As winter approached, war engulfed the nation and the young man left to serve his country. After only a few short weeks, his father received a telegram. His beloved son was missing in action. The art collector anxiously awaited more news, fearing he would never see his son again. Within days, his fears were confirmed. The young man had died while rushing a fellow soldier to a medic.

Distraught and lonely, the old man faced the upcoming Christmas holidays with anguish and sadness. The joy of the season that he and his son had looked forward to would no longer visit his house. On Christmas morning, a knock on the door awakened the depressed, old man. As he walked to the door, the masterpieces of art on the walls only reminded him that his son was not coming home. As he opened the door, he was greeted by a soldier with a large package in his hands. He introduced himself to the man saying, "I was a friend of your son. I was the one he was rescuing when he died. May I come in for a few moments? I have something to show you."

As the two began to talk, the soldier told of how the man's son had told everyone of his, not to mention his father's, love of fine art. "I am an artist," said the soldier, "and I want to give you this." As the old man unwrapped the package, the paper gave way to reveal a portrait of the man's son. Though the world would never consider it the work of a genius, the painting featured the young man's face in striking detail. Overcome with emotion, the man thanked the soldier and promised to hang the picture above the fireplace.

A few hours later, after the soldier had departed, the old man set about his task. True to his word, he placed the painting above the fireplace, pushing aside thousands of dollars worth of art. His task complete, the old man sat in his chair and spent Christmas gazing at the gift he had been given.

During the weeks and months that followed, the man realised that even though his son was no longer with him, the boy's life would live on because of those he had touched. He would soon learn that his son had rescued dozens of wounded soldiers before a bullet stilled his caring heart. As the stories of his son's gallantry continued to reach him, fatherly pride and satisfaction began to ease his grief. The painting of his son soon became his most prized possession, far eclipsing any interest in the pieces for which museums around the world clamoured. He told his neighbours it was the greatest gift he had ever received!

The following spring, the old man became ill and passed away. The art world was in anticipation, that with the collector's passing, and his only son dead, those paintings would be sold at auction. According to the will of the old man, all of the artworks would be auctioned on Christmas Day, the day he had received the greatest gift.

The day soon arrived and art collectors from around the world gathered to bid on some of the world's most spectacular paintings. Dreams would be fulfilled this day; greatness would be achieved as many would claim, "I have the greatest collection."

The auction began with a painting that was not on any museum's list. It was the painting of the man's son.

The auctioneer asked for an opening bid, but the room was silent.

"Who will open the bidding with $100?" he asked. Minutes passed, and no one spoke. From the back of the room came a voice, "Who cares about that painting? It's just a picture of his son."

"Let's forget about it and move on to the good stuff," more voices echoed in agreement.

"No, we have to sell this one first, "replied the auctioneer. "Now, who will take the son?"

Finally, a neighbour of the old man spoke. "Will you take ten dollars for the painting? That's all I have. I knew the boy, so I'd like to have it."

"I have ten dollars. Will anyone go higher?" called the auctioneer. After more silence, the auctioneer said, "Going once, going twice, gone." The gavel fell.

Cheers filled the room and someone exclaimed, "Now we can get on with it, and we can bid on the real treasures!"

The auctioneer looked at the audience and announced that the auction was over. Stunned disbelief quieted the room. Someone spoke up and asked, "What do you mean, it's over? We didn't come here for a picture of some old guy's son. What about all of those other paintings? There are millions of dollars' worth of art here! We demand that you explain what is going on!"

The auctioneer replied, "It's very simple. According to the will of the father, whoever takes the son... gets it all!"

Puts things into perspective, doesn't it? Just as those art collectors discovered on Christmas Day, the message is still the same. Christmas is about the love of God, the Father, whose greatest hoy came from his Son who went away and gave his life rescuing others. Because of that Father's love... whoever takes the Son gets it all!

10:05 PM;

something's... something's happened.

11:21 PM;

First of july; a month since pos.

Yesterday was good. Went to Chevy's house with Bryant to visit him after school. Then he had tuition so we went to find Hendy. Ate at Harbourfront and then left about four thirty to go home, bathe, change.
Went to meet Hendy, Bryant, Nicky and Isa at kap later on. then Bryant, Nicky, Louisa and I cabbed down to SJI for their "A gathering of Kindred Spirits" thing. Was a little late. Went str8 to their performing arts centre and sat in the balcony. Saw Jane darling with Jun Le and Eddie! Haha.
The concert was quite good for a school production. Haha. Yeah. Their school has quite a lot of talents. And the emcee was hot! Quite, lah. From the little I saw of him. Matthias, I think his name was.
Towards the end, they sang "Passing on the Passion". I think it's pretty much of an anthem, the boys were all singing it heartily with arms around each other. Awww so sweet, their school's super united I think. And they did like two or three school cheers and all.
After that, we went to take a bus to town with a couple of Nicky's friends. Louisa, Bryant and I were all dancing at the stop. We took our heels off and danced, LOL. : D 'Twas fun. And then we bus-ed to town and met Chevy there. Went to the twenty four hour Macs at Lucky to eat. Wasn't hungry): Hmmm. Yeah.. Left around twelve thirty. Nicky went with me to somewhere near Wheelock to catch a cab. And then he cabbed home too. The cab driver thought I wasn't local cause of my english slang when speaking chinese. So annoying, I'm so chinese, LAH! And I want to speak chinese properly! ))))): Yeah so we passed a pub and there were people all over the sidewalk watching the Germany vs Argentina match. I heard Germany beat Argentina and Italy thrashed Ukraine. Well. The crowd spilled onto the road and the cab driver was muttering about inconsiderate soccer fans. Haha(: And um yeah my cab fare was like $4 with midnight surcharge OMG I just l-o-v-e my house location!

Went for SYF opening ceremony today with Jane and her, um, friend, Sean and his friend! It was okay, though I felt acutely underdressed. (FBTs and a shirt, as usual.) Went for cg before that you see. Um. Yeah. TKSS won the Best Display Band Award. They were super good, their formations were neatly formed and easy to make out. They did a bat for Batman, then superman's crest, then Darth Vader's mask. And they did it while playing the movies' theme songs. Haha super funny. But they were very good. They marched off to tumultous applause.
They cried when their band was announced the winner. It was quite comical as they couldn't move, so they were just standing there with pained expressions on their faces and tears streaming down their faces. And they screamed and screamed on the spot. They looked quite constipated, actually. But seriously their band is good. And big, too! It looked like at least one third of their school population is in band. Haha.(:

Well. Service tomorrow : D

10:33 PM;

RAH-RAH (:

. strikeforcer!
. cheerleader: flyer
. christian
. harvester
. 120891

thin is beautiful(?).
Love-Hate Relationship
with High Heels.




OH PUH-LEAAAASE DADDYKINS?

to walk by God's side; always.
and you.


MATERIAL
a drumset
iRiver H10 Triple Platinum
a nokia with a bloody memory card
you know, it would be so romantic to receive blue roses from some guy everytime i see him.(:
CHEERLEADING SHOES!
a perm.
dark coloured cargos; SnK/BUM?
new jeans
plain, brightly coloured sports bras
ooh! glitter mascara(:
loreal's panoramic curl black mascara
shu uemura eyelash curler
hiphuggers from victoria's secret
Victoria's Secret PINK collection racerbacks
VS Signature Graphic Print Sleepshirt from victoria's secret

READS!<3
The Devil wears Prada; Lauren Weisberger [S$16.95
The autobiography of Paris Hilton; Paris Hilton

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