Filed under: Mr Big
Don’t look no further!
Baby I’m back here!
I’m here to cater to you
Anything you want me doin I’ll do it
Cuz i’ll be your lover!
I’ll be your best friend!
Tell me what I gotta do and I’ll do it
Yes, i have been waiting for 9 months.
Wasn’t an easy 9 months, but I made it.
And i only have one person to thank.
I’m going back home to hug YOU.
4 months of pure bliss, I really couldn’t ask for more.
They say the bad times make the good times REALLY GOOD.
It will all come flooding back to me.
Why i fell in love in the first place.
I will be reminded.
I will take one look at you and know for sure.
Why we’ve been fighting for no reason.
Why we broke up.
Why i morphed into a bitch
The same bitch that claimed to have loved you a lot
The same bitch is coming home and leaving everything behind
Because she doesn’t care what the fuck anyone says
What they talk about behind her back
She knows they talk
She heard.
And she still thinks imitation is the highest possible form of flattery.
All in good time, baby. All in good time.
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Btw, in the sheer presence of YOUR sneaky-ness, i am both humbled and deeply tickled.
I’m not high really, I just want to go home and be with that one person.
I don’t really care about anything and anyone else.
Going home tonight, WOOOHOOOOO!!!!
SCHOOL’S OUT!!!!!
Reminder to self: go temple tomorrow to pray for HDs for all subjects.
I think it is safe to say that with the invention of facebook comes the demise of grades of students all around the world.
Agree?
But i know better.
I let my laptop battery decharge until its flat.
Switch it off.
Plug out everything, and keep my laptop in my laptop bag, zip it up, stash it wayyyy back in my wardrobe so that when i feel like going on fb, it’s just too much trouble.
I know; drastic situations call for drastic measures.
Btw, i feel like donating about 100 bucks to Wikipedia. You have no idea how much it has helped me during this exam..
And also, i dreamt that i met up with Obama last night. I never did like Bush.
I remember when i was on the NY trip, someone told me that during the 2004 Presidential Election between George Bush and John Kerry, in a hilarious bid to up the ante in election campaigning, John Kerry’s wife shaved off all her pubic hair and revealed it during an election rally to the Pro-Democrats.
ANd she held up a sign saying, “NO BUSH!”
HAHA. I wonder if it’s true.
I wish i went to US to study instead. Sigh. I would have been a better speaker, instead of still sprouting singlish and hokkien all the bloody time. LOL.
Filed under: Nothing Much
24 hours, 36 lectures, 1000 pages. FRONT AND BACK!
Let’s go.
Filed under: Uncategorized
Tell you truthfully k, i am scared shitless about friday’s core paper.
In fact, scared shitless can qualify as the understatement of the century, because i can’t sleep, my legs keep shaking, my heart rate is accelerated, and my armpits wont stop sweating. Haha.
I thought i had everything at my fingertips, but this overwhelming barrage of facts to remember is JUST MURDERING ME! There are like a million leukocytes a trillion cytokines and a fucking gazillion growth factors inhibitors antagnoists drug names etc etc.
I am seriously considering withdrawing my application for DUKE med.
Ok…… Mummy i’m kidding.
1 more week Kim. Just one more week. Exactly one more week, and i’ll be in the cab on the way to the airport. -breathes-
I can’t wait for the family trip.
I can’t wait to be with My-New-Boyfriend.
I can’t wait to intern at SGH.
I can’t wait to eat hokkien mee.
I can’t wait to drive mummy’s car.
I can’t wait to play with my goddaughter.
I can’t wait to eat my maid’s fabulous cooking.
I can’t wait to drink the Avocado Chocolate we both loved so much.
I can’t wait to see Ion Orchard.
I can’t wait to see pong ba pau.
I can’t wait to see the zoo animals.
I can’t wait for our island trip.
I can’t wait to embrace the heat.
I can’t wait to DO MY HAIR!!
I CANT WAIT I CANT WAIT I CANT WAIT .
NO
REALLY
I ***CANNOT*** wait!
I AM GOING MAD.
BIOMED IS DRIVING ME CRAZY
I THINK I HAVE Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome because my abdomen hurts.
I don’t usually SLAM people on my blog, but I have ONE nerve left, and you are FUCKING SITTING ON IT!
It was as if all the immaturity, egoism, imbecility and loathsomeness from around the world have distilled into a vile, shiny pathetic excuse for a man.
Nasty. Oh well, whatever.
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Chick Vs Dick has been the bane of my existence lately. It sooo fucking hilarious!!! It’s like the Singapore version of My Simple Life, minus the LV and Prada bags, adding alot of Singlish and sexual references.
They actually talk about “coming” “orgasm” “penis volcanoes” and “spanking” !! Forgive me for being a prude but isnt the network exposed to little kids!? I guess these kids have to start somewhere anyway. But Paul Twohill is fricking funny. HAHAHAHHAHAHA
My first Scientific American magazine arrived today. I think it makes a better read than Ok! and Vogue.
Filed under: Uncategorized
每一次和你分开
深深地被你打败
每一次放弃你的温柔，
痛苦难以释怀
每一次kiss you goodbye
爱情的滋味此刻我终于最明白
Filed under: Uncategorized
Sometimes i think i love him more than life itself.
Sometimes i want to roast him alive.
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10 more days to home, 20 more days to Spain and Portugal! The past 2 weeks have been a little bit of heaven, and a little bit of hell.
I bought enough dresses to last me an entire lifetime.
Filed under: Nothing Much
I cannot believe that i am actually playing mind games with a measly 12-year-old to get her to tell me her blog address.
This is an indication of how bored i am.
Max says:
nNONONONO!
okay okay
my blog add : http://xiaxue.blogspot.com
its just as interesting
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If I never feel you in my arms again,
If I never feel your tender kiss again,
If I never hear ‘I love you’ now and then,
Will I never make love to you once again?
Please understand, if love ends
Then I promise you, I promise you
That I shall never breathe again..
And I can’t stop thinkin’ about
About the way things used to be
And I can’t stop thinkin’ about
About the love that you make to me
And I can’t get you outta my head
How in the world will I begin?
To let you walk right out my life
And blow my heart away
And I can’t stop caring about
About the apple of my eye
And I can’t stop doin’ without
Without the center of my life
And I can’t get you outta my head
And I know I can’t pretend
That I won’t die if you decide
You won’t see me again
And if you walk right out my life
God knows I’d surely die
And I can’t stop doin’ without
Without the rhythm of my heart
*No I can’t stop doing without
For I would surely fall apart
Filed under: Pop Culture
Frankly speaking, I don’t get all the fuss and indignation about the economic bailout package that the government is legislating.
People say “oh, pity all that taxpayer’s money!” or “now our folks must shelve their retirement plans!” and my favourite “how can you take OUR hard-earned money and pump it into banks!?”
Well, cmon! How did the financial crisis came about anyway?
Have you asked yourself that? It came about because you people borrowed money from banks to buy houses to live out your American Dream that you know you could never pay back in your entire lifetime!
Idiots! The banks are idiots too! Fucking CEOs. 100 million paycheck per annum!?
So now, even the national debt clock has run out of digits as the national debt climbs higher than 10 trillion. HAPPY NOW!
“Life is so short… But you make it seem so long” -Blair Waldrof
