| my 21st year: |
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moved to monchatsplash.lj.com
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[29 Dec 2008|11:09am] |
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i've lost my phone. so should you need to contact me, please do so at 64325 280.
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| past year has-beens |
[25 Dec 2008|11:50pm] |
 Loneliness does not come from having no people about one, but from being unable to communicate the things that seem important to oneself, or from holding certain views which others find inadmissible. - Carl Jung
Merry Christmas, people. 2008 had: people i never thought i'd get chummy with, people i never thought i would ever have a distaste for, way too many occasions where my dad was being a dick, corporate tears, drinks, office gossip, self-doubt (also see: corporate tears), university/future woes, hair issues, and the occassional blood stains on toilet seats. oh wait. that one was as of last week. oh, and the loss of my grandfather is still looming over me. boo-fucking-hoo.
well. at least i have now, the camera i've been coveting for the past year...loves it!
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[10 Dec 2008|02:14pm] |
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i need to start taking etiquette lessons from the pantry auntie at my office. she's so bad-ass. she's all glares and three-inches of makeup and nobody dares to cross her.
people i should not take lessons from:
- my boss
- indians from india who think that everyone owes them a living
- indians from india who demand you to find their case NOW because they're too idiotic to use lexis nexis/any othee legal database
- indians from india!
that is all.
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| katy perry |
[07 Oct 2008|10:18pm] |
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i used to fucking love her.
3 years on, ew, not so much.
so gross now.
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| delusional talk. |
[12 Jul 2008|08:29pm] |
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i need a vacation. i really want to go to bologna. i will only need four things: my atm card, ipod, polaroid and vagisil. they'll take care of a lot of things. i wanna just ride a bike all around, sit in quaint cafes and cook with locals. oh god. i sound like my eggs are all dried up and i'm gonna menopause. but i kid you not i have to have to HAVE TO go to italy. and russia. i'm also thinking of investing in the condo that's gonna be built right across the street from where i live.
but that's another issue altogether. i CANNOT wait for the dark knight omg. and i'm turning 20 in a coupla days hel-lowww! ah what do i do what do i do. 20! the here-nor-there age. the point of no return. when i finally understand what britney was singing about in "i'm not a girl, not yet a woman".
i like working. it gives me purpose.
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| for the curious |
[10 Jul 2008|05:25pm] |
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what do you say when someone asks you why you don't wear a tudung?
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| badoque again. |
[09 Jul 2008|11:08pm] |
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i just had dinner where the waitress was a stunner. stunning, i quote myself, "face-wise".
why does everyone think i'm lesbian one way or another? i prefer the term "appreciative of beauty, regardless of gender".
anyway, i just discovered "how i met your mother". it's quite funny, in a very 90s sitcom sort of way. i know dry humour's the in thing right now but sometimes you just gotta love good old situational slapstick comedy.
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[21 May 2008|11:47pm] |
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pre-graduation. i look like a freaking nasyid singer. or a harry potter fan girl.
change is hard, indeed. see y'all tomorrow!
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| I LOVE DAVID COOK! |
[11 May 2008|12:29am] |
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ok fine, so i feel a bit better about my job. but it was fun being depressed for a while. to date, i've had pretentious lunches at the fountain of wealth, mastered the art of photocopying, and took a couple of snaps of the view from my office.
impressive, i know.
what the hell happened to my dreams of becoming a journalist!!!!??????
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| why i want to learn german: |
[16 Jan 2008|11:50pm] |
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just for this, i shall pay 27 bucks per class at the cambridge language centre in simei after graduation. can't wait.
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| Renascence. |
[26 Nov 2007|05:11pm] |
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And all at once things seemed so small
My breath came short, and scarce at all.
But, sure, the sky is big, I said;
Miles and miles above my head;
So here upon my back I’ll lie
And look my fill into the sky.
And so I looked, and, after all,
The sky was not so very tall.
by Edna St. Vincent Millay
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| more, moore, more. |
[07 Oct 2007|11:36pm] |
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you know you're feeling in the dumps when you've been listening to mandy moore's 'cry' on playback for the last 3 hours.
dear God, why do people die. i want to imprint my grandfather's face on the back of my hand so i can stare at it while i'm busy not giving a crap about other people's lives.
btw, my boss is HAWT. now if only i could wolf-whistle.
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| coming to america. |
[20 Jul 2007|12:15am] |
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VICTORIA BECKHAM IS SO ADORABLE!
the fact that i'm not kidding scares me.
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| that tacky, cliched, annoyingly honest one-liner. |
[14 Jul 2007|03:54am] |
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i can't help but hang on to every word you say.
(this would totally spoil the initial idea of a one-liner entry but - EVERY word. wow, times like these where i start to really wonder where i left my brain, like could it have possibly slipped through my asshole when i wasn't looking?)
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| Persuasion. |
[19 Mar 2007|12:24am] |
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"You pierce my soul.
I am half agony, half hope."
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