perhaps i should explain.


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date: Monday, February 11, 2008
time:8:48 PM
let's go and paint the kites.


okie.
i really like that picture so sue me.
i hate people with the colouraccent function.
cos its real useful and pretty!

its a wonder that people still read my blog.
and to think i put so little effort in it.
no one understands what i say anyways.
and they say random things in reply like, let's go and fly a kite.
like HUH ??!!

well,
not with you anyways.


am going to be lazy.
so just gonna blog about newyear.
its the first year that i have adequate clothes.
nice ones in fact. (:

so i dont have to rummage through my closet to find/reuse/recycle clothes
so that at least things match and look (semi) new.
but anyways,
invited a few to my place.
so that's another first for myself.

and my walls and springcleaning is not to waste!

photos!
firstday at grandma's place.


(:


guess who? (:

at my place on third day.


desserts at my place.
happy stuffed toys.
plus kite mural!
see? simple arty things do actually work. (:

didnt manage to camwhore much.
cos was kinda tired running from place.
plus had work for the fullday even on the eve of newyear.
AND had been preparing and baking all through 2nd day and third day.
so i'm pretty tired :/

so much apologies if i wasnt a good host.
or i didnt scream and go crazy as much. (:

in case you're wondering,
YES i'm working.
and stop giving the weird looks.
it aint sleazy or rubbishy with frivolous people.
well, i do make things kinda of frivolous. (:

830-6 makes me tired.
cos sometimes there's just so much time at work.
but so little time at home.
even now i'm wondering where my evenings went.

watched the choir.
and i'm not going to hide that i cried like three times.
its funny how suddenly you realise that people from the other side of the world
experience/d the same feelings that you did.
shed tears over the same things.
how the 'grand hall of the people' can look all so familiar on screen.
its obviously the same place, but simply unbelievable.

emotions just started flooding back.
the competition, the crying, the results, the screaming, everything.
its just so gratifying that someone out there understands how you feel.
coming back to singapore when parents and media simply think that its just an overseas competition,
that getting gold/champion is something guaranteed,
suddenly, you see light.
(:


argh.
i need a day off to watch the grammys and to sleep!
):

let's get plants for dates for vday!
HAH.


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