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July 4th, 2020
6:41pm
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love goes shopping [Wednesday
May 20th, 2020
4:19pm
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my loves, wants and desiresCollapse )
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CLEARING. [Saturday
April 10th, 2010
1:27pm
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SGST FB: [4+/0-] 
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x All clothes will fit a UK 6-8. Please gauge from measurements.
x Trades okay + $5 to the selling price. 
x Nego only for fast deals.
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FEEDBACK HERE PLEASE. [Monday
October 20th, 2008
5:44pm
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ALL THE LOVELY FEEDBACK THIS WAYCollapse )
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selling [Saturday
October 4th, 2008
11:56am
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selling the stuff below. comments disabled. please email me directly at cubespiral@gmail.com, thanks!

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[Thursday
May 22nd, 2008
10:27pm
]
[ mood | ecstatic ]

So I woke up this morning with a bad dream. I dreamt that Chelsea defeated MU 3-0. It was really horrible. I even saw the last goal scored by Drogba in clear, technicolor vision. It was bad.

Then I woke up, came back to reality and went to check the scores instead.  MU 6-5 win on penalties.

AMAZING. Even though it wasn't as dreamy as the '99 win, I think it's lovely that MU got a dose of good luck in a lumpy pitch and the save by VDS. And let it not be said that MU won on luck, we played freaking Barca with their wunderkid Messi and came through that, and if not for Ronnie's huge header, there won't even be a penalty shootout in the first place. OKAY. SO, if any Chelsea fans need counselling, please call 1800 101010. That will be 1800 won nothing, won nothing, won nothing. Oops, I'll stop now.

But losing on penalties is always hard to take, just ask a girls team who lost once on penalties and never forgotten it. 

Poor Terry, it must be galavanising that scores of people who don't even play in a professional football's league are going to criticise his missed penalty left, right and centre. Lucky Ronnie who did a really ridiculous penalty kick, seriously what's up with that silly stop-start motion? HAHA. He's so fortunate that MAN UTD won. Okay, so no need to go into histronics but OH YES MANCHESTER UNITED WON THE DOUBLE OHOHOHO. CHAMPIONS OKAY. CHAMPIONS OF ENGLAND AND EUROPE. SHEER BLISS.  Poor Arsenal, L'Pool and Chelsea fans, it'll be hard living with Man Utd fans after this (:

I'm so glad I didn't have to do a penalty shoot-out in the matches, it's so freaking unnerving haha. And there's really no way to decide which way to dive IMO, most of the times if I guess, I'll end up diving slower anyway haha. And Van der Saar really looks like a scarecrow when he's preparing!

http://www.youtube.com/v/6nq4ZysbqZE&hl=en

This is really hilarious, I had no idea Ronnie's English had improved so much since the time he arrived at Old Trafford. It's funny how he keeps calling them 'the lads', 'the lads' haha. And watch out for an oncoming, flying missile named Anderson halfway through the interview !


http://broadbandsports.com/node/16980


and you can rewatch the penalties here ! 


I CAN'T BELIEVE I MISSED IT BECAUSE I DON'T HAVE SCV. WHY DID CH5 SHOW THE L'POOL-AC MILAN FINAL A FEW YEARS AGO AND NOT SHOW THIS YEAR'S ONE. HORRID, HORRID, THE WAY I WATCHED L'POOL RISE (ANNOYINGLY) FROM THE DEAD AND NOT EVEN GET THE CHANCE TO SEE MU LIFT THE CL TROPHY EXCEPT ON JAGGY, LOW-QUALITY YOUTUBE VIDEOES THAT WILL BE REMOVED ONCE UEFA GETS NOTICE OF THEM. TERRIBLE. I NEED TO GET THE SPORTS CHANNEL OR BUY A TABLE AT MY LOCAL COFFEESHOP.

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[Monday
March 17th, 2008
10:04pm
]
[ mood | pensive ]

where do you begin to bemoan the loss of something that you never even had in the first place ?


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[Saturday
February 2nd, 2008
12:00pm
]
[ mood | sore ]

 I suppose I should not allow myself to be easily affected by what others may regard as small things. Afterall, one may add, this is all part and parcel of working life. And this is nothing, in the future, you may have to swallow your pride while your superior hurls all sorts of insults at you, no? But all the same, that does not give anyone the right to vent on someone who has nothing to do with the matter at all. So, let me get this out of my system once and for all and then forget about it. Frankly, sometimes working life can really pull you down.

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[Tuesday
October 23rd, 2007
7:57am
]
[ mood | cold ]

 Right now, its only 7.56am in cold, cold Singapore. I have really bad cravings for chicken pie and tea but I cannot bring myself to get up. I wish my sisters were here so I could order them around (:  Subway for lunch, maybe? I have fallen in deep, desperate love with parmesan oregano bread ever since Shiyi and I were forced to eat it for dinner last week.

8 days to A Levels? I wish it would hurry up sometimes, the wait is worse than the actual thing.

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[Sunday
September 30th, 2007
6:20pm
]
[ mood | contemplative ]





And after 11 years at OT, the baby-faced assassin has decided to retire from football. Sadly, I really thought he would be able to last at least the 07-08 season, especially seeing how he was being played more frequently. Oh well, I salute his dogged determination and his fierce loyalty to MU, especially seeing how younger players these days are skipping from club to club. Ole - the ultimate teammate, who never complained and never took his eye off the action even when he was on the bench.

And of course, I'll never forget who put the ball in ze Germans' net. And in the Scousers' net. HAHA. I remember watching him play in 1999 against Everton (i think) where he scored 4 glorious goals and right there and then, I knew no matter how games he played as a sub, he would be one of my MU legends (right up there with Giggsy). Of course, my cousin who introduced me to MU could't understand why I didn't fall for Beckham. GoldenBalls? Not a chance, he can't hold a candle to the baby-faced assassin who took his place on the right wing so beautifully when GoldenBalls was injured. 

Seriously, flashy stars like CR and Nani come and go. CR may have worked the magic for MU but he's not on the same level as Ole yet.

HA! And my jersey number during the FAS JC Girls' Tournament was no.20, even though I would have loved no.1, at least I wore the same number as Ole (: And while his injuries kept coming, fustratingly just when he healed, he never gave up, never stopped fighting for his place on the first team. He'll live on in the Stretford End banner.

So here's to Ole Gunnar. There's no end to a legend such as you.

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[Sunday
September 23rd, 2007
12:48am
]
[ mood | geeky ]


Your theme this week is to weave the lyrics of a song into a story. Break from the norm; spin me a new song; a story unforgettable and relatable. 

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So my extended entry to the one posted to 100_words community this week. Thought it would be a way to finally knock down my massive writer's block that has been going on and off for a year.  See if you like it, I do, actually.

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Remember when you left in the morning at daybreak
So silent you stole from my bed
To go back to the one who possesses your soul

- Sarah McLachlan


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OF DECEIT, POISON AND POSSIBLE DANGER

Sometimes, when he gathers clothing from the floor, casually picks up the half-full beer can from where he left it last night and stalks into the too-small bathroom, she wonders if she will pick up the phone. Hear the detached ringing, luxuriate in the softness of the voice on the line then listen as it ruptures into tinny pieces. Or maybe she will order a baby boy from somewhere, with the exact blond hair and ice-grey eyes and show up on their doorstep, watch her perfect throat constrict on ‘hellos’, watch her manicured fingers clutch the doorframe with white knuckles.  
 
He steps out, careful, closed, clean, leaves his towel on the back of a hard-backed chair. Opens his mouth then pauses, lips harden into a thin line, as her fingers curl slightly around the shell of the phone.
 
“I was calling for a pizza,” she answers the unasked question.
 
He says nothing, lets the lie hang in the noxious silence.
 
“Pepperoni? Anchovies?” she giggles uncertainly.
 
He turns, bends down to pick up the leather briefcase, dusts it slightly. “I’ll see you tomorrow night.”
 
Noise streams in from outside as he lets himself out the door. On the phone, the voice asks, pleasantly, “Hello? Hellooo, is anyone there?”
 
She leans over and yanks out the phone-cord harshly. The plastic cords burn her palms. Picking out the last cigarette stick from the box, she lights it and inhales deeply. With her free hand, she pulls off the pillowcase from his pillow and places it carefully inside the cupboard.
 
It is one-hundred-forty-five and counting. Briefly, she wonders if he will notice the smudge of black mascara she left on the inside of his shirt.
 
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[Friday
August 31st, 2007
8:30pm
]
[ mood | hungry ]

"Real love is a pilgrimage. It happens when there is no strategy, but it is very rare because most people are strategists."  --  Anita Brookner


i've been so hungry the whole damn day. didn't eat much last night after the movie, only beef noodles and some junkfood. and endured the hunger pangs till 11am the next morning. had wayy too little for lunch and dinner but am too lazy to go down to buy some snacks. funnily, i kind of like writing on LJ, it's where i don't have to structure my thoughts or really care about writing coherently. it's such a lovely, lazy feeling to have your thoughts spin themselves like cottoncandy strands around a papercup haha. if not making sense, it's the hunger. 


but frankly, been feeling a bit down the whole day, no idea why. maybe i'm just tired of being scared and tired of communicating and tired of wandering around aimlessly and tired of taking initiatives and tired of studying. this is so neurotic because i know, I KNOW, there should be no reason to feel this way. sorry, but Angst has gone upstairs and kicked Rationality out of the bedroom. i wish that if i wanted to talk, you could put your hand on my cheek and hear what i feel. or maybe it's because i've had seven cups of lipton tea (with four sugars in each cup) and three cups of macD's milo between yesterday and today. 


don't know if i'll maintain two seperate blogs. for now maybe i'll just treat LJ as the airport couch which i rest on before taking the plane home to where i really belong.

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[Friday
August 10th, 2007
8:40am
]
[ mood | listless ]

"We got too much time to kill
Like pigeons on my windowsill we hang around.
Ever since I've been with you
You hold me up all the time I'm falling down
But right now, everything is turning blue.
And right now, the sun is trying to kill the moon.
And right now, I wish I could follow you
To the shores of freedom
Where no one lives."

- Joseph Arthur


sometimes you wish you were something. something more glamorous, something more opionated, something more fragile, something more special? you wish to be the girl that he falls in love with over and over again on a rainy day. you wish to be the one that he sneaks glances at in a crowd full of other people. you wish that you looked as cute chewing the end of a pen and staring at a history tutorial. maybe nothing means much at 18, not the noise in your head or the chaos in your chest, with the lights too bright and the too-thick silences. but right now, you can't be what you wish you are. you're just what you are.

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The Team [Friday
March 23rd, 2007
10:10am
]
[ mood | pessimistic ]

I don't have anywhere else to say this but keeping it inside makes it worse.


Conversations have been held, things have been said and the jigsaw pieces have been pushed into place. I know it's petty and childish to dwell on it when people tell me to take his words with a pinch of salt but how do you stop yourself from thinking and doubting? How do you stop yourself from being too sensitive? People tell me I think too much but I can't stop myself from thinking. When I play, it's right there at the back of my head and it's tiring to train when training becomes an exercise in self-doubt.


People ask me whether I have anything else to say. What can I say when I know he speaks the truth? I don't know whether I'm good enough for the team anymore. And if he has no confidence in me then don't play me. I don't think I have enough confidence left for anything anymore anyway.

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Icons! [Monday
July 3rd, 2006
9:49am
]
[ mood | awake ]

20 PoTC Icons!


ICONS

Teasers



I think we've all arrived at a very special place. Spiritually, ecumenically, grammatically.Collapse )

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[Monday
May 15th, 2006
1:23pm
]
[ mood | cheerful ]

64 Icons!

ICONS

[31]Shuji (Kame)
[12]Akira (Yamapi)
[07]ShujixAkira (Kamepi)
[06]Nobuta
[02]Koji (Shuji's little bro)
[06]Misc.





GET ON YOUR BOOGEY-BOOGEY-BOO-CHINKA-CHIKCollapse )

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Resource Post Finally Up [Friday
December 30th, 2005
3:28pm
]
I finally got down to sorting out my resource post. It will be updated when the list grows.

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