sad bald girl

2010-10-15T16:17:00.000+11:00

'he carried her books to class, she rode on the back of his motorbike, he touched her knee in biology and they kissed outside the tennis courts as he smoked a cigarette and wrapped her in his leather jacket'

2010-08-13T20:57:00.000+10:00

你會選擇耐穿還是好看？

2010-07-22T21:36:00.002+10:00

you know that feeling you get when you walk out of the house and only after you're too far to turn back, realise you forgot to wear a bra and the only reason why you realised you forgot a bra was coz its THAT cold or you just cannot believe how comfortable you are? yeah, that feeling :\

2010-06-26T18:57:00.002+10:00

everything is an experience, right?; and you're bound to learn SOMETHING from everything, right?
so how come i feel a little bit awkward and terribly embarrassed
how come there's always a scandal every time i'm left off a leash:(

2010-06-16T19:41:00.001+10:00

she makes my heart scream colour

2010-06-16T15:54:00.002+10:00

observation of today:
ugly, but skinny girls with fake smiles, fake nails, fake hair, fake skin and fake eyes have hot boyfriends
analysis of today:
hot guys like fake goods, as long as they come in small packages

my theory on why guys like skinny girls:
big is only big next to something small
small is only small next to something larger
there's no definitive parameter governing big or small
its all relative; same applies to dicks and chicks
small dick next to a big chick, big dick next to a small chick
thats why.

i'm on my way to believing;

2010-06-13T08:57:00.000+10:00

2010-06-10T01:09:00.003+10:00

how long do you have to know someone before you're allowed to kiss them?

like say you just meet someone and you totally dig him
(if you've seen rob pattinson's orgasmic smile, you'll know what i'm getting at)
so how much time has to elapse before you can go up and kiss him on the cheek
like i get that he doesn't have to reciprocate and he may be a little offended if i'm not exactly his cup of tea, but consider the slight chance that he may reciprocate and that if i did'nt make that first move, we wouldn't have hooked up anyways..

so what i'm trying to say is, it really sucks to be 20
i wish i was 5 again, its only then that you are not bound by any significantly established social rules that disallow you to chase down that cute boy and press your lips against his despite his violent trashing and screams for help

2010-06-09T03:21:00.002+10:00

i enjoy all these things, morbid and morose.

the haunted airman

2010-06-08T20:50:00.003+10:00

so, he falls off the bed and crawls toward's the doctor's room where he sees the doctor fondling with his lover. he inches the rusty bronze candle plate away quickly just as the doctor catches a glimpse of the light, and pulls himself up behind the peeling wall. the wooden floor boards creak. the doctor slips out to check and julia pull him back, 'its a noisy old house, darling' and they share a kiss. he can hear them, mucking around. julia sees him and she knows. there's a loud pain in his heart, she can hear it too, i dont know why but she's treating him like a child. he pulls himself towards her as the doctor turns his back, she signs for him to hide as she urges the doctor, teasingly, to go back in the room, she doesn't want the doctor to see him. the doctor relents. he probably thought to prep himself for some sex, in anycase, he leaves the scene. so, he pulls himself towards her, his eyes wide; she bends over and her big brown eyes say 'sympathy', she begs almost, 'you shouldn't be here'; stupid woman, where else is he supposed to be? getting eaten by the spiders? anyway he continues to pull himself towards her, she holds his face between her fair hairs and runs her fingers through his hair, he tries to kiss her, and she tells him 'no, no' she tells him to stop it yet makes no attempt to push him away, he pulls himself on top of her for she's on the floor now. he pins her down. she tells him to stop, to get off of her; he attempts to kiss her and she turns her head. he stalls. caresses her soft skin and tries again, she just wont relent. he is on top of her now, pressing his cold, hard body against her soft pale skin, on the floor, with the creaky old floorboards now silent beneath them. i don't think that makes him happy, he loves her so much, yet she wont.. and shes gone and done... his hand emerges from under him, he sweeps it out from her bosom and a bit of metal catches the candle light. he slides it to her right and she looks deep inside his hollow eyes, she cant see him- hes not there?; she didn't make a sound, not a whisper or a squeak. she is very calm. her mouth is dry, should have had a drink- bitch. she lay still, patience? nay. he goes in again for a kiss; his soft lips gentle against her pale, quivering jaw and again, on the edge of her red lip. as he rises, he draws a thin crimson line run down her ashen neck, down, down and down it rolls and collects so neatly in an elliptical pool. this too catches the light and seemingly illuminates the dark corridor. its not so nice and elliptical now, its thriving, and too quickly. this makes quite a mess. i can see a tear forming at the edge of her lid, this too runs, and parallel, might i add, to the red stain. it mixes in with a *plop*. she acknowledges but cannot find the strength to show it. he kisses her, and holds her tight; breathing in the soft scent of her auburn locks. the vein along his neck seems to tighten. he is ever so gentle, its almost as though he is worried she might break. her eyes are wide open, but they don't say a word; she looks so beautiful as her skin absorbs the colour of the moonlight through the french window above; he holds her tight. now the doctor is standing behind them, and he is blocking the moonlight that was painting the scene. he is looking down.

ps. i'd prefer if you'd kept your hypocoristic orgasms to yourself

2010-06-07T22:41:00.005+10:00

in times of immense crisis, war or tragedy
my first and most natural response is to change my nail colour
probably not the most sensible or conventional method of managing, but hey; it calms the nerves..
almost as much as a sleek stick of dunhill finecuts blue.. but only much more satisfying and less damaging to the lungs
inhaling nail polish > cigarettes
so, quit smoking, start painting (;
<3

2010-06-07T18:58:00.004+10:00

Well, we can feel the atmosphere..

here is the end of the world,

where the living dances with the dead.
'the haunted airman'

2010-05-09T14:07:00.001+10:00

Sometimes, they say, the moon is so busy with the new souls of the world that it disappears from the sky. That is why we have moonless nights. But in the end, the moon always returns, as do we all. - tuesdays with morrie

it's not you, it's me

2010-05-05T19:06:00.002+10:00

Of all the things i've said about relationships, past and present- he's gotta be this, that, splat..
i've come to realise that maybe, i just don't like what i become when i'm with you

how about a cup of cocky narcissism for tea?

2010-04-26T22:00:00.004+10:00

i've rediscovered one of the reasons why i try so desperately to lower my body mass at work today. it's purely because i'm just too too considerate. yes, i'm too kind to have my bf feel perplexed, so i take it upon myself to make sure he doesn't feel this constant confusion.

let me explain myself. fat people have fat backs and because there is only so much surface area per back (which is limited by the frame of the person); a fat person, so called because of the excess volume of flesh per frame area, develops what is known as fat folds. and particularly in the case with women, where 70% of the population are wearing ill fitting bras, the pseudo-fat folds in addition to the pre-existing fat folds make it so difficult for one plains and simple male to decide where he should be placing his hand- its even harder then to work out where exactly the small of the back is located. too many folds build up into one large life saver float. this must be one of the most perplexing tasks faced by men on a daily basis, hence, we as women should do our part and make it that much easier for them.

then again, if you take into consideration the about of adipose tissue deposited in the area, i'm assuming that past a certain point, where adipose tissue > X, nerve sensory processes fail to innervate the area completely and based on the amount of nerve processes in the back (much much much less compared to most parts of the body eg hands) the woman doesnt really feel much at all. i.e she has no idea where your arm is- so essentially, it crosses each other out and it doesn't matter one bit- could be on her arse for all she knows!

orgasms emerge through the single unification of leather and ponyhair

2010-04-10T21:45:00.002+10:00

it is this copulation which single-handedly delivers magnificent, volcanically explosive joy unique to such gratification
the merging of two significantly different souls, portrayed through such art, defines an ultimatum in perfection

these are not just shoes, they are the epitome of sexual gratification.

2010-03-28T22:57:00.002+11:00

my greatest fear in life is not that i'll never be able to find love, but rather, it is the attenuation of my ample bosom.

hello feminism, how's life been without chivarly?

2010-03-24T22:17:00.004+11:00

'hello new age, how doth thee fair?
laced with feministic views,
extravagantly draped with jewels of new
views wherein no chivalry lie'

where hath thou chivalry escape?

okay, lets set this out mathematically:
if:
feminism = equal opportunity between the sexes
and,
chivalry = bravery, courtesy, honor, and gallantry toward women
whereby:
gallantry toward women = giving up seats on a bus
and
giving up seats on a bus = anti feminism
since:
feminism = equal opportunities

THEN:
chivalry = anti-feminism!

since the wave on feminism, chivalry has been shoved right out the window. sure lots of older men, nutured in their gallant ways have been victims of ultra feministic women copping verbal abuse or nods of disapproval for offering their seats to women on the bus, or opening the door for other women, but i bet a handful are embracing it and milking it for all its worth (such as the perfectly functional white male in his early twenties who chose to sit -IN THE PRIORITY SEATING AREA i might add, facing a whole bunch of women, young and old)

chivalry to some, has always been this notion which somewhat hints to women as the weaker species. i don't know what sort of fucked up, twisted mentality these crazy ultra feminism women have in their small menstruating brains indulge in, but acts of chivalry do NOT put women on a level of inferiority. i am most positive that it is merely an act of concern and consideration, an act which demonstrates utmost altruism, FAR from the demoralization and oppression of women these crazy mofos claim it to be. the way i see it, it is but kindness, which, in instead of being reciprocated, becomes (as should be expected of women) twisted around and shoved back down the nice man's ass; poor guy becomes accused of injustice and belittling of women. HOW? because he offered his seat up to her, clearly (to her) because he thinks shes too weak/ can't possible stand the entire bus ride home. i cannot comprehend this logic but i mean, if you're twisted in this strange and complicated way, you clearly need therapy.

chivalry in the past was great. it was almost like the luxury to enjoy the warmth and protection of an 'almighty alpha male'. like a free spa voucher whereby you get treated right, protected almost, like a kept women, without the being kept:) nowadays, guys have 'revolutionised' the new age sensitive male- all for the feminism equal rights shit. they dont give a flying fuck about the lady in heels on the traumatic bus ride home- their argument to equal rights = equal rights to the seats. which ULTIMATELY fucks it up for us, women, who wear heels on the bus and hate to stand, who buy too much shopping and have not enough hands to carry; who did it come to that we gave up little bits of pampering for the right not to cook dinner? it was never ever really that hard- god made us this way, to cook and clean and do the chores, made men a little tougher to take a bit more battering, if they dont complain, why do we?!

so again in the war of man vs women, we lose, yet again, because our small minds, besides gossip and materialism, have no where else to take leave, and have found none but quirky ways to make the rest of us miserable.

disclaimer: i do honestly think washing dishes for your bf to get an extra pair of hands for carrying shopping bags is a honest and fair trade (:

how good things turn exquisite

2010-03-22T21:43:00.000+11:00

nothing lasts forever, thats what makes the good things things so good; the amplification of its splendor is only by contrast of its loss:)

2010-01-03T00:45:00.000+11:00

movies to watch:
El Laberinto del Fauno

paragraphical rants

2009-11-10T17:40:00.003+11:00

體諒的是初吻的魅力
體諒的是你溫度的體貼
體諒的是你一百分的愛

the mist, like frost upon the solid plane.
your hand, your breath, it gently wanes.
to touch, fingertips across this sane,
so concrete, soldering, oh i'm slain.

gentle breeze like time, blows past
its funny how the whistle fasts
for this is nothing more then deafened, scarce.
for within this time, seems nothing lasts

love like water droplets, on a hot pan
the heat, vaporizing, signifying end.
we hope, persevering, detrimental ends;
wallowing whole- into quick sand

你很不樂觀

2009-10-30T18:33:00.003+11:00

what i dont understand, is how kimchi, the all hailed panacea of cancer/fat fighting/prevention, staple food of KOREA, can oversee such a great degree of soapies involving cancer, death and dying :( utter rubbish/ epic exaggerations which dont comply with the general standing of the country!
p.s tis almost as bad as fat japanese=/

2009-10-30T18:26:00.002+11:00

oh hai~
based on current, new-found obsession with koreans;
i've developed a theory based on the lifestyle and diets on a typical korean individual.

since koreans are the only culture who dedicate themselves so religiously to a particular food type, i propose that making out with koreans, male or female, at any hour of the day, is bound to taste like kimchi:)

subjects required- 20 to 25 HOT KOREAN MALES
conditions: one off, no return calls, no face sucking.

2009-10-29T16:01:00.000+11:00

try harder, only to fall harder

2009-10-28T01:01:00.000+11:00

..and to feel the pain as i fail, and regret as i fail, only to repeat it all over again.

2009-10-27T03:21:00.000+11:00

i like to try so i know i failed, and can watch myself as i fail.

theory behind the ethics of pursuing non-available individuals

2009-10-24T16:14:00.003+11:00

the way i see it, when someone says that they have a boyfriend, it really doesnt mean much at all. they're dating i.e. they like each other, which really has no standing whatsoever. main point of it all, they're not married, period.
dating means you're trying, trying to make it work. and according to statistics, the chances of happy ever after might as well be 1x10^729276182, i.e. it doesnt.
so you try and try and try until you're too old to care anymore, then you settle. thats why marriage is all about compromise:P
what i'm trying to say, is, at my age, the word dating means nothing to me, its just a term you use to get suitors off your back, 'oh im with him', then the traditionally ethical male will step back and respect in fear of dire bashing.
love is all emotional, if you really love the guy, you'd be unfazed regardless of who is trying to seduce you..(which is a whole story altogther) and if not, welcome to Test Monkey 6728, its just a vicious cycle of trial and error!
anyways, back to my theory, pursuing someone off the market is completely and entirely ethically acceptable, despite collective beliefs, it is in someways too, beneficial to all the parties involved. in pursuing someone in a relationship, you are merely acting as a catalyst within the reaction.
since catalysts function to speed up the reaction, without actually taking part, your existance provides the realisation of one party that his or feelings no longer lie within that second half, and hence speed up the relationship. [in saying so, i should explain the way i perceive a relationship, relationships are limited, i.e. 有限期. if theres a start, theres gotta be an end, only the length in it all is variable, you either die before it runs out, or it runs out before you die. putting it this way demolishes the concept of eternity:)] so if you're just fastforwarding the realisation of a failed relationship, you're increasing the rate of change of the number of relationships you experience, which will only quicken the rate at which you find the ONE, which, in conjunction with my other theory, doesnt really do much if you're only fated to have 5 years with him, but it does matter in the sense that you could be 25 and at your peak, vs 55 and at your worse:P <3

* this theory is based on the idea that fate is true and if you're suppose to date X number of people before you can meet mr right

my theory behind an asian's small breast size

2009-10-18T21:20:00.002+11:00

guys always seem to complain about asian girls having little to no breast. and this characteristic small chest size seems to have become synonymous with asians. i now propose to the theory of small chest to be attributable to the male counterpart's small dick size.
if white girls have huge racks and white guys have huge dicks, and black girls have even larger racks as black guys have ginormous dicks, then it can only make sense that the size of a race's rack is dependable on the amount of stimulus required to elicit a response in the male organ.
small dicks will need X amount of stimulus to charge the penis to maximum capacity whilst larger dicks require more stimulus to charge their guns. therefore, the size of a girls breast is limited to serve its purpose, and no more.

[ ｉ ]

2009-10-05T19:59:00.001+11:00

你還記得嗎　記憶裡的炎夏
散落在風中的已蒸發喧嘩的都已沙啞

沒結果的花　未完成的牽掛
我們學會許多說法來掩飾不同的傷疤

因為我會想起你我害怕面對自己
我的意志　總被寂寞吞食

因為你總會提醒過去總不會過去
有種　真愛不是我的

假如我不曾愛你我不會失去自己
想念的刺　釘住我的位置

因為你總會提醒
儘管我得到世界　有些幸福不是我的

你還記得嗎　記憶的炎夏
我終於沒選擇的分岔最後又有誰到達

date

2009-10-01T12:31:00.002+10:00

coz the queue was long for the feather-winged wheel,
and a plan was to be had for the preceding night at hand.
so a picture was in order,
something with a lesser plot,
so the darkness could,
or rather, hide,
a cuter spot
so the subway by the water,
some kisses for the weather,
for which unspoken words were hung upon the glitter arts.

2009-09-30T19:06:00.000+10:00

2009-09-24T22:04:00.001+10:00

gotta start chasing my dreams again!

2009-09-06T11:40:00.002+10:00

i woke up really cranky this morning. partially because i was still tired, partially coz i had a bad dream.. went along the lines of this: we were friendly in the purest form of friendship, the false act sickened me to the point i gave in and asked for it. but was told to do some exercise to boost horsepower.. wtf.

epic talent

2009-09-02T21:50:00.000+10:00

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vOhf3OvRXKg

social experiment 0031

2009-08-26T21:09:00.006+10:00

to sum up my social experiment of five months, i must admit, i havent really found anything conclusive.

although, to a certain degree, it validates all the past views on beauty vs brains, i confess, my shaving was way too reckless and impulsive an attempt to verify certain aspects of human nature.

hair is a significant factor in the equation for looks, and to some, it may even outride personality, or brains for that matter. in saying so, guys who base their interest solely on such factors have been found to possess little to no intellectual capabilities themselves, which simplifies everything because you just remove them from the equation altogether. however, more importantly, i also found personality to be interdependent on physicality in that, physical attractiveness breeds confidence, and confidence manifests itself upon extroverted mannerisms.

brains on the other hand, attracts a whole new flock of geese. the mature forms of what we know as boys tend to overlook physical attractiveness, okay, maybe not overlook, but rather, have a more relaxed view, and are more cautious (i suspect) in their advances. they tend to attempt to get to know the girl first, however, this 'relaxed view on physicality' merely relative to that of penile-brained boys (by that i mean incapacitated males aged between 15-20 whose thought processes are lined with testosterone and occur within the gametes) and nonetheless, presents as a mental barrier when contemplating the advancement of the relationship.

as always, i argue that it takes an equal balance between the two factors to get the ball rolling. a girl needs the physical boost to get the males attention, its just human nature. like you see on tv, a hot girl walks in the room and the penile response, like a compass needle, all point north with immediate effect. however, it is equally important to have an intelligence quotient to match that of your male counterpart in order to sustain a relationship, you'd need to see eye to eye with your guy otherwise, u might as well be a blow up doll.. which may not be as offensive as it sounds cause there would be no need at all to strain the already insufficient neurones floating abouts your near empty vessel. all the same, if you were that sexy arrogant bastard with the wit, charm, charisma and intellegence that turns all the right keys inside of me, but looked like a dog, i probably wont be able to think your penis the way i should. likewise, got the looks and the personality of a doorknob, you could probably talk me dry.

as with this non-conclusive experiment, i have found that humans are twice as superficial as they claim not to be.

i'm losing my train of thought so i'll probably continue this on another day when my braincells decide to replenish itself..

2009-08-25T21:12:00.002+10:00

mmm yeah okay.. no
moment of dellusion, excessive build up of this sense of void got mixed up with infatuation.
really, no. no im not falling for him coz i have brief relapses and start thinking of my ex boyf...
yeah anyways, im writing a song for him, its kinda a response piece, maybe i'll give it to him.. its almost our would-be one year lol. mommy doesnt seem to fussed about our breakup, she doesnt even think its a real breakup.
but i do.
anyways, the complementry bass is the same as his, and i changed the melody abit.. sounds somewhat content i guess, cant really call it happy.. will update again:)

strange

2009-08-25T14:42:00.002+10:00

i think i might be falling for him.
strangely enough,
never thought it would go this way, or work via this route for that matter..
but i must admit, i do enjoy his company, and the way he takes my shit.
i think i might just start being nice to him for once :>
oh, and the biggest difference between new and old, is the amount of control i have over how i feel, what is expressed etc. guess old thought me quite a bit:> not such a pity after all!

the distance between our moons

2009-08-21T23:37:00.000+10:00

Albeit the oceans and sands apart;
there's light that guides us both a heart.
The night, these lovers doth apart,
this same darkness bestows my heart.

barcelona

2009-08-20T22:22:00.000+10:00

sounds like long slow sex with lotsa love and orgasms, have a listen (:

rules of engagement

2009-08-15T12:23:00.001+10:00

All persons entering a heart do so at their own risk. Management can and will be held responsible for any loss, love, theft, ambition or personal injury. Please take care of your belongings. Please take care of the way you look at me. No roller skating, kissing, smoking, fingers through hair, 3am phone calls, stained letters, littering, unfeeling feelings, a smell left on a pillow, doors slammed, lyrics whispered, or loitering. Thank you.

2009-08-15T12:20:00.001+10:00

And you taught me what this feels like.
And then how it feels to lose it.
And you showed me who I wanted.
And then who I wasn't.
And you ticked every box.
And then drew a line.
And you weren't mine to begin with.
And then not to end with.
And you looked like everything I wanted.
And then became something I hated.
And you get thought of every day.
And then not in a good way.
And you let me leave.
And then wish I'd stayed.
And you almost killed me.
But I didn't die.

love of fate, amor fati

2009-08-15T12:14:00.000+10:00

"My formula for greatness in a human being is amor fati: that one wants nothing to be different, not forward, not backward, not in all eternity. Not merely bear what is necessary, still less conceal it—all idealism is mendaciousness in the face of what is necessary—but love it."

woffles wu woffle woffle hehh

2009-08-10T17:35:00.000+10:00

12k away from my dream

<3

下雨天

2009-08-08T10:10:00.002+10:00

下雨天了怎麼辦我好想你
我不敢打給你我找不到原因
為什麼失眠的聲音變得好熟悉
沈默的場景做你的代替
陪我等雨停

期待讓人越來越沉溺
誰和我一樣等不到他的誰
愛上你我總在學會寂寞的滋味
一個人撐傘一個人擦淚
一個人好累

怎樣的雨怎樣的夜
怎樣的我能讓你更想念
雨要多大天要多黑
才能夠有你的體貼

其實沒有我你分不出那些
差別結局還能多明顯
別說你會難過
別說你想改變
被愛的人不用道歉

2009-08-05T19:19:00.001+10:00

Ni moi sans vous, ni vous sans moi

sienna and yseult

2009-08-05T18:42:00.002+10:00

2009-08-03T21:31:00.002+10:00

all in all, whether or not we're together in the end,

i'm so happy i got the opportunity to be with you

and i'll cherish the memories forever;

the key's in a lil wooden box in the bottom of our hearts

hope you unlock it soon xo

i'll send you a postcard dear, cause i wish you were here

2009-07-31T09:20:00.005+10:00

maybe im just too daft to understand that it takes two people for a r/s to work, and breaking up means that all feelings for the other party should cease. or perhaps being friends doesnt work anymore because its hard not to be so blantly insensitive, or in my case fucking childish and immature with everything i do or say. jesus christ. but i cant seem to control myself which is fucking pissing the shit out of me. the very thought processes within my head must be wired up to replicate that of a fucktard. sigh. i really needa grow up, and maybe breathe some air.

i most likely have issues letting go. not so much giving up, but just letting go.

2009-07-28T23:17:00.000+10:00

my heart got broken today.
i wont let it get broken again.

2009-07-26T15:14:00.000+10:00

1 month 5 days to september

2009-07-25T22:00:00.001+10:00

let it burn,

don't fight it.

just let it burn

oh god imysfm

2009-07-25T19:43:00.001+10:00

i wanna go century square and eat my waffles and watch movie then go home eat ben and jerry's watch ganglands until kun.

and this is how to fuck yourself to death,

2009-07-22T20:11:00.001+10:00

http://www.thesun.co.uk/sol/homepage/news/2548510/Sea-lion-mates-himself-to-death.html

inspired by PARKandCUBE who got inspired by ALEXANDER WANG the king

2009-07-21T21:59:00.004+10:00

from runway

to PARKandCUBE

to me:)

a little too short (MYBAD),

colour alittle off (tooBAD)

but FREE

:):)

how to recruit female suicide bombers

2009-07-21T21:25:00.002+10:00

its understandably easier to recruit male suicide bombers, the lesser beings of today's society, but how do we recruit the females? we neither think with our dicks nor do we have an unsupressable, every inflating ego..
Samira Ahmed Jassim al-Azzawi, sponsor of systematic rapes of Iraqi women on behalf of Islamist organizations lays down the 101's of the ideal female suicide bomber:)

1. rape them.
organizing their rape in order to exploit the deep shame associated with rape in Muslim society in order to push the victims to forfeit their lives as suicide bombers, thereby somewhat redeeming their lost honor.

2. rape = worst then death
"(she) was able to persuade them to become martyrs. Many of the women were broken, depressed, especially those who were raped." The paper goes on to explain that "Jassim's role was to manipulate these rape victims - persuading them they would be better off dead. And once the women had volunteered to become suicide bombers, she delivered them back to insurgents ready for death."

3. bad family situations
eg: Amal, a teacher who had problems with her husband and his family:
"I met Amal and we stayed together for more than two weeks. I talked to her until I convinced her she was in a bad situation - as she had been treated badly by her husband and brothers. She was mentally exhausted. I then took her to see my contacts, then received her back from them at the same delivery place. This is where she then blew herself up".

4. exploitation of emotional loss
She had to talk to one elderly woman several times before persuading her to blow herself up at a bus station, she added. … US officials have said that recruiters often pick on vulnerable women whose husbands have been killed in the violence that consumed Iraq since the invasion. Some even marry the woman and then convert her into a suicide bomber.

this is messed up coz some people are just too backdated.

regarding the cook-off masterchef down under

2009-07-19T22:11:00.001+10:00

julie only won coz shes a white woman competing in a white competition in a white country

whitewhitewhitewhitewhite

clearlyracist.

2009-07-19T01:01:00.001+10:00

how many times can you drop a vase before it becomes irrepairable?

2009-07-18T21:30:00.001+10:00

i wish sims was real where people have wonderful orgasmatic sex all day everyday, money falls from the sky on 'motherlode' overdrive

embry

2009-07-18T17:59:00.001+10:00

2009-07-15T21:03:00.001+10:00

i miss how your skin is always warm and colourful

2009-07-14T19:13:00.001+10:00

ideally, i would pack up my bags and fly some 6159km home.

2009-07-14T17:03:00.001+10:00

feels like my life got sucked out and im left with a shell of void

asian gangsters

2009-07-13T23:01:00.003+10:00

remember how we watched 'ganglands'?

spooning on the couch

and i asked if you could pretend you were my bf for one more day,

thats one of my best memories :)

thank you

2009-07-12T23:36:00.000+10:00

l'amour toujours

now and forever

what bloomed last spring, died this winter.

2009-07-11T18:56:00.004+10:00

if its said that you only ever truely appreciate something once its lost, how then can i learn to appreciate it all the more while i still have it?

the 25th of June

2009-06-17T17:28:00.001+10:00

on the 25th of june, lynette, xinyun and i, along with our marvellous boyfriends, set out on an adventure which began at the bubble tea stop outside whitesands, by the MRT.

.. to be continued:)

2009-06-14T19:03:00.002+10:00

doesnt feel like exam week.
feels more like holidays (:
i woke up with a double chin. (((((((:
feels like its gonna get worse
i doubt my neck will be of use in the coming days.
my chins will grow exponentially and my head will be supported by concentric rings of fat

anyways.

perfect timing to be fat and bald with bad eyebrows
woo~ absofuckinglutely the right fucking time to look like a chunk of god sent fuck.

<3

2009-06-12T10:10:00.001+10:00

sada abe = wow.

Adipocytes, a self portrait

2009-06-11T23:30:00.000+10:00

i'm drowning in my own nua.

2009-06-10T11:53:00.000+10:00

when study becomes fun

2009-06-09T09:55:00.000+10:00

Argyll Robertson pupils ("AR pupils") are bilateral small pupils that constrict when the patient focuses on a near object (they "accommodate"), but do not constrict when exposed to bright light (they do not "react" to light). They were formerly known as "Prostitute's Pupils" because of their association with tertiary syphilis and because of the convenient mnemonic that, like a prostitute, they "accommodate but do not react"

with 10 days to go;

2009-06-08T22:05:00.001+10:00

i have a headache.
i think its from tasting nail polish remover.
okay dont ask.
and, my boobs are swollen to the point that when i look down, i cant see my toes.
i think im having a baby :/

the greatest feat of all

2009-06-07T23:26:00.005+10:00

when i was 7, i had the most handsome relief teacher in the world.
his name was mr soon and i was sure he liked me best in the class coz he made me class monitor.
anyways, mr soon asked us all to write a composition titled "my ambition".
at a tender age of 7, my ambition was to be miss universe because i felt that i was beautiful and intelligent, that was until mommy told me i couldnt write "我很美" in my 造句 and that i had to be more modest. so as my humility grew, my beauty regressed...
anyways, and as i got older, my views changed, as did my looks and subsequently so did my ambition. i began working harder towards achieving good grades at school and from doctor, i strived to specialise in medicine, from neurosurgery to cardiothoracic surgery, my goals changed, but only narrowly within fields, the harder something was to achieve or the more academic-based it was, the more it appealed to me. but as i grew somemore, i lost faith in my own abilities and decided that maybe i wasnt so fated for greater things, maybe baking cakes and sewing buttons was more my kinda thing. and now that im in optometry, i KNOW for a fact that my brain was never meant for fancy formulas or complex naming systems and physiology.
what a clever little girl i was to have thought of modelling right at the very start. okay, so maybe you'd need some sorta brain to become miss universe, but to model on the other hand, you dont. you just need contacts, suck dick and look nice in a bikini: half the food intake and run around a bit. sounds so much more thrilling when you compare that to cramming in a box full of irrevelent, incoherent bullshit; and despite the sick level of satisfaction and fun i get from doing well, right now, sucking balls and standing naked seems to have such an enchanting glamour to the superficiality of it all.

sappy balding swine

2009-06-06T13:43:00.002+10:00

PARIS : The influenza virus is a tiny, redoubtable foe that survives by stealth and sheer numbers.

Seen through an electron microscope, it resembles a spiky ball, comprising a protective shell studded with rods. It measures around 100 nanometres (100 billionths of a metre, 0.000004 of an inch) across, which is about a thousand times smaller than a bacterium.

Because it is so minute, the virus is unable to carry around the enzyme toolkit that it needs to reproduce. Instead, it hijacks the machinery of cells in the throat, nose and lungs to do this.

It first enters the nose or mouth, inhaled in droplets expelled by a cough or a sneeze by an infected person. A virus can also survive on surfaces for up to 72 hours, depending on the type of surface, temperature and humidity.

This means the virus can picked up on the fingers and transferred to the mucous membranes if the person touches their nose, eyes or mouth.

The virus uses its spike to bind to, and then invade, an epithelial cell in the respiratory tract.

Once inside, it releases a package of genetic instructions, called RNA, that use the cell's machinery to make parts for new virus particles.

The parts are knitted together to form hundreds of new virus particles that then burst out of the now wrecked cell and go on to infect other cells.

Cells that are attacked in the throat, lungs and muscles give rise to the classic symptoms of a sore throat, respiratory wheeze and muscle ache.

The high fever that is also a hallmark of flu is a response of the immune system against the invader. This defensive reaction continues until the viruses are eliminated.

Most people recover without complications after a week or two, but the disease can be dangerous for people with a chronic condition such as asthma or heart disease, or for the elderly, very young and others with a weaker immune system.

It can also lead to bacterial infection, such as bronchitis or life-threatening pneumonia.

Flu viruses fall into three main families.

Type A, the commonest, not only circulates among humans but also among birds and pigs, providing a unique opportunity to acquire new genetic variants that can leap the species barrier and spark a pandemic.

Type B can also cause epidemics, but usually produces a milder disease than Type A.

Type C viruses, like Type B, are humans-only pathogens but have never been associated with a large epidemic.

Virus families are further sub-divided according to their two surface proteins, haemagglutinin (H) and neuraminidase (N).

Mexico's swine flu virus has sparked alarm because it it presents a new genetic mix for which there may be no immunity and for which it will take months to devise and produce a vaccine.

It is a substrain of H1N1, presenting a new pattern of genes that resulted from a mix of existing viruses of human, pig and avian flu. Still unclear, though, is how contagious and virulent it is.

Source: AFP

so therefore, there is nothing for lynette and i to be afraid of; we're merely carriers of this potentially fatal disease:)

xo sbg

tip of the day:

2009-06-05T22:09:00.002+10:00

eyebrows are important in that you shouldnt destroy them 2 weeks before your bf sees you

some words on our classmate, the moder.

2009-06-05T20:11:00.001+10:00

John, says (8:10 PM):
maybe she model for those traffic accident advertisement
John, says (8:10 PM):
prolly posing as the victim
John, says (8:10 PM):
or those like
John, says (8:11 PM):
drug abuse
John, says (8:11 PM):
before is a chio model
John, says (8:11 PM):
then after
John, says (8:11 PM):
is her face
John, says (8:11 PM):
wah
John, says (8:11 PM):
it ll be the most successful anti-drugs campaign man

2009-06-05T17:25:00.002+10:00

hey, i wanna jump off a building such that my bones shatter into a million little pieces and my bleeding flesh receed to reveal the juice of my brain which seep through the cracks of the cemented tiles and return to the warm moist soil from which i was made.

i hate anatomy.

2009-06-05T01:21:00.001+10:00

KSUBI

TRAGIC

FUCKING

WANNABE

FASHION

FUCKWITS

happyfuck

2009-06-03T14:07:00.001+10:00

♥ shauna says (2:01 PM):
OBV LAH
♥ shauna says (2:01 PM):
SHES NOT FLAT WHAT
String Bean [??-Calvin] ----- 17 days to go! Last Leg of the race..... will be with you soon says (2:01 PM):
sg that is rare!
♥ shauna says (2:01 PM):
zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
♥ shauna says (2:01 PM):
mehhhhhhhh
String Bean [??-Calvin] ----- 17 days to go! Last Leg of the race..... will be with you soon says (2:01 PM):
o.o
♥ shauna says (2:01 PM):
shes smaller than me
String Bean [??-Calvin] ----- 17 days to go! Last Leg of the race..... will be with you soon says (2:02 PM):
b34?
♥ shauna says (2:02 PM):
no.
♥ shauna says (2:02 PM):
u fail lah
♥ shauna says (2:02 PM):
zzz
String Bean [??-Calvin] ----- 17 days to go! Last Leg of the race..... will be with you soon says (2:02 PM):
dont say c coz i wont believe
String Bean [??-Calvin] ----- 17 days to go! Last Leg of the race..... will be with you soon says (2:02 PM):
too small to be c
♥ shauna says (2:02 PM):
who
♥ shauna says (2:02 PM):
me or my sister
String Bean [??-Calvin] ----- 17 days to go! Last Leg of the race..... will be with you soon says (2:02 PM):
u
♥ shauna says (2:02 PM):
ME?!
♥ shauna says (2:02 PM):
you think im B34?!
♥ shauna says (2:03 PM):
OH MY FUCK I WANNA KISS YOU NOWWWWW
String Bean [??-Calvin] ----- 17 days to go! Last Leg of the race..... will be with you soon says (2:03 PM):
u A?
String Bean [??-Calvin] ----- 17 days to go! Last Leg of the race..... will be with you soon says (2:03 PM):
lol
♥ shauna says (2:03 PM):
eh really
♥ shauna says (2:03 PM):
u think im a B?!
String Bean [??-Calvin] ----- 17 days to go! Last Leg of the race..... will be with you soon says (2:03 PM):
look like b
♥ shauna says (2:03 PM):
♥ shauna says (2:03 PM):
oh my god<3
String Bean [??-Calvin] ----- 17 days to go! Last Leg of the race..... will be with you soon says (2:03 PM):
not ah?
♥ shauna says (2:03 PM):
REALLYYYYYYYYYYYYYYy
♥ shauna says (2:03 PM):
you best liao
♥ shauna says (2:03 PM):
dont tell you
♥ shauna says (2:03 PM):
=x
String Bean [??-Calvin] ----- 17 days to go! Last Leg of the race..... will be with you soon says (2:04 PM):
ok lor kallang airport
String Bean [??-Calvin] ----- 17 days to go! Last Leg of the race..... will be with you soon says (2:04 PM):
lol
♥ shauna says (2:04 PM):
u think i dont say coz im A right
♥ shauna says (2:04 PM):
String Bean [??-Calvin] ----- 17 days to go! Last Leg of the race..... will be with you soon says (2:04 PM):
yes!
♥ shauna says (2:05 PM):
HURHURHUR
♥ shauna says (2:05 PM):
one day ull see my true colours
♥ shauna says (2:05 PM):
dont fall off your chair
String Bean [??-Calvin] ----- 17 days to go! Last Leg of the race..... will be with you soon says (2:05 PM):
o.o
String Bean [??-Calvin] ----- 17 days to go! Last Leg of the race..... will be with you soon says (2:05 PM):
u think i'll fall off my chair?
♥ shauna says (2:05 PM):
wahlao
♥ shauna says (2:05 PM):
B34
♥ shauna says (2:05 PM):
power<3
♥ shauna says (2:05 PM):
whoa damn happy fuck
String Bean [??-Calvin] ----- 17 days to go! Last Leg of the race..... will be with you soon says (2:06 PM):
my girl's one is A n they're cute

swine influenza;

2009-06-03T13:52:00.003+10:00

retfa reverof dna won thgir mih guh dluoc i hsiw i ,hcum os os fb ym ssim i

2009-06-02T19:29:00.002+10:00

"i would like to eat some nice fruit cake so i can have big flubby thighs pls

then lynettes thighs will only be half of mine and i can crush her like a dung beatle"

*crunch*

i want to frohlich

2009-06-01T19:38:00.001+10:00

♥ ablate says (7:28 PM):
so chio
♥ ablate says (7:37 PM):
i want
♥ ablate says (7:37 PM):
to
♥ ablate says (7:37 PM):
get skinny legs
♥ ablate says (7:37 PM):
and wear the tightest tightfuck skirt
♥ ablate says (7:37 PM):
and prance about

2009-05-31T18:49:00.004+10:00

why i dont believe in makeup

if guys attract the opposite sex au natural, why do women need makeup to do the same? and if a guy can look so devilishly sexy in their own skin, why do women need to draw their eyebrows, or outline their eyes, or shape their nose, powder, bronze and contour?

from how i see it, it ethically immoral for one to cheat someone who is so honest with you.
unless your partner wears makeup, or got his nose done, he should see u as u are.
and not with 343209482309.. layers of meticulate shading to redefine your facial features.
coz he is who he is, and looks like what he does, and you can see him as he is, and accept him however he is. why do you need to go away and look like cindy crawford when really, you're susan boyle. thats cheating. tis unfair. so dont complain if he sleeps with someone else, coz she might look like miranda kerr..but really, you've seen her nekked face, and its a donatella versace. and you'd be thinking shes cheating coz shes butt ugly, but so are you, and she just won coz she shades better than you. see, you can never win.

if u want to show off your artistics skills, or your talent in portraits, maybe try the art museum. you might even win a medal. something worthy of showing off, better still you can even frame the picture up! preserve it foreverrrrrrrrrrrrr

i just feel that its unhealthy to uphold that facade to cover up what is the real you, and worst still, influence the myraid young children looking up to you. for one to have to grow up having to conform to such stereotypes is rubbish, and will bluntly destroy ones self esteem, to a certain extent in a way, forcing them to become what is acceptable to society, rather than what they are comfortable with.

i guess what im getting at is, everyone is beautiful in their own way, one can be a little heavy, lack symmetry, but have a glow in smile that lights up the room, thats beautiful to me.
what happened to natural beauty? has it all become about weight, height of your nose bridge, size of your butt or width of the thighs? how fat your face is?

coz tbh, if you're pretty, you're pretty, covering your eye with power so make it appear larger will only make it APPEAR to look larger, what you realllyyy have, is two lil beady eyes that you're stuck with for life. and you'll never escape that, coz your kiddies are gonna have beady eyes and everyone's gonna know they're from you.

so be normal, no one will discriminate against you for that. no ones gonna not like you coz u dont look like gemma ward, rather they'll love you for who you really are, coz in this situation, when u think you're striving for the stars in faking it, you've really only fallen into deepest depths of the pacific ocean, where you think you're flying high, when really the pressures imploded your insides and you're past the point of no return. like, honestly, do u think u can walk out again with a nekked face? apart from the gasps of horror, the sun will probably burn through your porcelain skin and someones gonna put a wooden stake through your heart.

all in all, god is fair; you get some you lose some. live with it. i do, wish my boobs were smaller everyday so my brain would be so much bigger. tough luck;)

xo s.

2009-05-30T11:19:00.001+10:00

promises and secrets ~ sent 30/05/2009 1:54 AM:
=] nights and really, leave a day for me when u come over. i want a day of your life =]

2009-05-28T23:17:00.002+10:00

oh my fuck.

they bred chickens with mice

oh my fuck.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PJnn-wMPU9w

okay its actually a real... erm.. rodent.

its a fucking desert hopping rodent.

oh my fuck.

swear its chicken legs

thought of the day

2009-05-28T17:51:00.004+10:00

so i decided i wanna marry xk.

i also wanna have kids with xk <3
like, just coz i love him :)

i think we'll have beautiful babies:):):)

so amidst my mugging,
i was thinking of what i would name them..

i like sienna, sienna k sounds incredisex
but i also like mischa, mischa k is also incredisex

i'm gonna make incredisex babies with xk<3
woo

anyways
i only wanna have 1 girl and 1 boy..
but i cant decide what i wanna name the girl:(
maybe ill just have to have 2.
and they get both get skinny genes from daddy and boobie genes from me
wooooo

okay--

i should start the next chapt now:)

2009-05-28T13:36:00.000+10:00

god help me
been 3 hours and i've done jack all.
oh my fuck.

spring collection '09

2009-05-27T22:16:00.003+10:00

fuck lah

rack so huge cannot wear chio dresses
nothing fucking fits
should start a collection of moomoos...

zzz

sometimes its such a blessing to be boobless, curveless, and fleshless
all the best designs were fashioned to be hung on display
not worn

2009-05-27T09:55:00.002+10:00

i was such an ugly fucker when i was 12.
society has been so forgiving to eyesores like myself
no one discriminated against me, or made me feel like a dog
im so glad to be surrounded with kind and generous friends
who didn ditch me coz i was an ugly fuck
i wish i can more like society, kind and generous in love
<3 uglyfcuker

2009-05-23T21:43:00.002+10:00

擁抱;

説好的幸福-

我期待

2009-05-22T23:47:00.002+10:00

i need a hug

2009-05-22T22:24:00.000+10:00

im gg to sg soooooooooon

oh my fuck

no time no time

zzzzz

2009-05-21T22:29:00.002+10:00

my hair is growing at the speed of light;
yet its nothing in comparison to the rate at which fat breeds on my body.
its like bacteria, multiplying on a warm wet footy sock.
i wish i could suck it out with a straw;
i promise id do it dilligently everyday at the same time<3

god i hate getting fat again :(

2009-05-21T14:42:00.002+10:00

i went to buy a bronzer to cut the fat out of my face (i.e. contour purposes).

that cost alot of money for a bit of coloured powder =/

i just realised then, that should i forget, and rub my face (as i always do)

im gonna have ugly coloured streaks running across my face D:

what do i do now

;(

2009-05-15T14:12:00.002+10:00

karin and i are gg to have supper at popeye's chicken on friday the 19th of june.

we are gg to eat the chicken and the orgasmatic biscuits.

i cant wait! <3

2009-05-15T12:45:00.002+10:00

okay, i feel super-fucking-shittishly-incompetent/not-good-enough right now.

2009-05-11T22:35:00.001+10:00

"beauty and thinness is synonymous"

-one of thirteen days.

what did the leper say to the prostitute?

2009-05-07T21:25:00.001+10:00

A SECRETARY accidentally bit off the penis of her employer while giving him oral sex in a car. Sin Chew Daily and China Press reported yesterday that while the 30-year-old woman was performing oral sex on the man, the car was hit by a reversing van. The impact of the crash, China Press reported, caused the woman to bite off her lover’s penis. The daily reported that the incident occurred in a Singapore park where the couple met after work. To make matters worse for the woman, her husband had sent a private investigator to spy on her after suspecting that she was being unfaithful. The investigator said he had followed the woman and her boss to the park.
“On reaching the park, they did not alight from the car. Not long after, the car started to shake violently.After the car was hit by the van, there was a loud scream from the woman whose mouth was covered with blood,” he said.
The woman later followed her lover to the hospital with part of his penis (hopefully, not in her mouth) to be reattached. The investigator, who called an ambulance to send the man to hospital, said that this was the first time he had encountered such an incident.

-keep the tip;)

dickonsionary: minger aka 'septic vagina'

2009-05-05T19:34:00.003+10:00

Someone who was not just touched by the ugly stick at birth but was battered severely with it.

Anyone who does not look better to you after several strong alcoholic drinks probably fits this category.

Not simply someone who is just coyote ugly, the phrase usually implies she is ugly, unkempt, over-weight and has hygiene problems such as a fishy cunt or skid marks on her underwear and her arse really stinks if you go to mount her doggy-style. She is also sexually promiscuous - a person who spreads sexually transmitted diseases. Her victims are always extremely horrified when they wake up the next morning.

Dave woke up hungover.Two-thirds of the bed contained a sweaty mound of stinky minger with unshaven armpits and huge bush. His genitals itched terribly.

2009-05-05T19:18:00.000+10:00

"all eyes are on (t)his bloody little sausage"