tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63623622011-06-08T12:01:57.122+08:00I feel like I'm walkin a tight rope Without a circus net I'm popping percasete I'm a nervous wreck I deserve respect But I work a sweat for this worthless check Bout to burst this tech, at somebody to reverse this debt Minimum wage got my adrenaline caged Full of venom and rageTaffynoreply@blogger.comBlogger3871100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1126727285665005522005-09-15T03:14:00.000+08:002005-09-15T03:54:22.896+08:00

I'm so tired of being hereSuppressed by all my childish fearsAnd if you have to leaveI wish that you would just leaveYour presence still lingers hereAnd it won't leave me aloneThese wounds won't seem to healThis pain is just too realThere's just too much that time cannot eraseWhen you criedI'd wipe away all of your tearsWhen you'd screamI'd fight away all of your fearsAnd I've held your hand

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1126693960921835712005-09-14T18:27:00.000+08:002005-09-14T18:32:40.926+08:00

What do you want??Some people live for the fortuneSome people live just for the fameSome people live for the power, yeahSome people live just to play the gameSome people think that the physical thingsDefine what’s withinAnd I’ve been there beforeBut that life’s a boreSo full of the superficialSome people search for a fountainThe promise is forever youngSome people need three dozen rosesAnd that’s

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1126683300289218122005-09-14T15:07:00.000+08:002005-09-14T15:35:00.296+08:00

Blog-o-phobiaThe fear of blogging.Yea that's right.It strikes when you get violent comments from nobodies.Its not what the comments themselves say mind you.Its the backlash.You get the people who tell you to ignore it and move on with life.You get the people who fake concern.You always the get the mind-boggling question, " Who is anon?"Gee if i knew...Then there are those who are sincerely

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1126528158281441592005-09-12T20:13:00.000+08:002005-09-12T20:29:18.983+08:00

Doing It our way....Aiight so at 9 .00 a.m. i jerk awake out of bed, remembering i was supposed to go get meat to make the curry for today's BBQ.I walked to the kitchen to use the toilet there, and then on the walk back nearly collide with my mother, who tells me to watch my way, and that she has to hurry, gotta make it to the market, and back.I blurly lumber back to bed promising to wake up

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1126370154434889932005-09-11T00:14:00.000+08:002005-09-11T00:35:57.790+08:00

LAW BBQIt is a fundraising event for Project twinkle, a camp organised by AZIZAH, president of LAW INC, for Orphaned kids.A fee will be charged , and 1/2 of it goes towards this Camp.THe other is used to offset the cost of the BBQ.Time: 5.00 p.m. - next day.Place: East Coast ParkDate: Sept 11 '05Fee: $ 10.00.SeE YOU THERE!To the seniors who are coming- Thank you all very much for the support!

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1126085833894874202005-09-07T17:11:00.000+08:002005-09-07T17:37:13.903+08:00

Mystic There are gonna be Gunshots. Don'tbe afraid, they're just shooting crows. I heard that voice at 9 a.m. on a morning, whispering into my ear. That's when i woke up with a start. Now tell me, which of my family members could have possibly made it into my room, without having woken me up by having to push away the chair heavily loaded with laundry? And that too to inform me of gunshots that

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1126040955802485792005-09-07T03:19:00.000+08:002005-09-07T05:52:12.096+08:00

Most Likely...Seniors, how many of you remember the day when you first walked into TP?The very elite Law & Management awaited us.Well actually i believe we would have lost that image within minutes of having to go "TP OI! , OI! TP OI! OI! SUP SUP OI!!!!!" in our beloved sports field slowly getting roasted by the blistering hot sun of July.But it was then, i believe, we realised we're actually in

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1126015844816782152005-09-06T22:02:00.000+08:002005-09-06T22:10:44.823+08:00

T.H.E.A.T.R.E.is that where i'm meant to be?Is that how my life should go on?ARTiste?will i even be any good?_________________________________________Moon people seems to be the one thing my whole artistic being is banking on.LOL.whether i'll be any Good, whether my debut on stage after so many years will be of any value.Whether that will be the line of career i will pursue...I wonder if theres

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1125834081094431412005-09-04T19:11:00.000+08:002005-09-04T19:41:21.103+08:00

CoincidencesYesterday, it was proven to me that the world is an amazingly small place.One where some people should be careful what you say to whom, or the little ant you think you're stepping on today, might just turn out to be a cockroach that won't die, and will pester you to death, tommorrow. Or perhaps that very evening.Idiots.Of all the fantastic coincidences i've heard of in my life,this

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1125736429813369312005-09-03T16:17:00.000+08:002005-09-03T16:33:49.896+08:00

Right, this is going out to all those dudes and dudettes out there, if you're walking through the rain right now, you're going to need this.When you get caught in the rain,with nowhere to run.When you're distraught and in pain,without anyone.When you keep crying out to be saved, but nobody comes. And you feel so far away.That you just can't find your way home.You can get there alone.It's

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1125663700559152072005-09-02T19:37:00.000+08:002005-09-02T20:35:59.563+08:00

Let Me Speak Once, And i shan't Speak, not ever.Things don't go my way.Never.People don't see me.Ever.As i am.As me.Some Judge on first impressions, and that impression alone, taints the time in which they know me.Terrible.Some think i am short-tempered.Hot-tempered.Sarcastic.Do they know that i am also very fond of all who surround me?That i only developed those characteristics as a defence?That

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1125511637108937382005-09-01T01:41:00.000+08:002005-09-01T02:07:17.153+08:00

Dragon Daysthe hangout.Lol.I was in the company of a particular lecturer today, and boy is she hilarious. Her hearty laughter really rocksmysocks!Example-We enter lift lobby and one of the TP staff greets herTPS: Eh! ___________, how are you, you like to wear stone necklaces i see.Lec: AH hello, no not totally true.TPS: yea i remember you were wearing one last week, the one with alot of

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1125387133633234122005-08-30T15:18:00.000+08:002005-08-30T15:32:13.643+08:00

MOON PEOPLEFor the past three years i've kept myself from the stage.I've kept myself backstage.For the sake of the club and for the fact that i was needed behind.Now i am finally taking a chill pill and letting myself learn from people who have been at it for years teach me, and just be who i am, a student, taking part in a student production. And i'm going to play my role with every bit of

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1125315295059523862005-08-29T18:21:00.000+08:002005-08-29T19:34:55.773+08:00

Aiight.I'm pissed now.

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MoistureI LOVE MOISTURIZING..I am turning into a girl/Oooooomaaaaaaarn. (Woman)Slowly, but surely. Ack!Never thought that would happen to me.Remember when i was young, anyone who dared to taunt me with " Kabe , is such a guuurl" would probably end up in a scuffle or shouting match with our mothers pulling us away.Quiet i may have been, but forgiving?heh.lol.--------------------------------------

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All That I say...Today is another day.Another day i wake up to see the girl i know is not me.I live now in a strangers body.I see her as others see me.someone else.I have my own opinions of her.And yet, i am not apart from her.I Am her. I fear for one day i might become her.How strange.I Am her and yet.I am not._________________________________________________________I have given my views on

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1125167523001712782005-08-28T01:35:00.000+08:002005-08-28T02:32:03.160+08:00

ME.Last night when i got back home, the first thing i did was to pull out a mahjong paper stack and start writing out all the various activities i'll be involved in, in the upcoming months and the various duties i have to fulfill.Quite sad.I'm not doing as much as i should, could. MUST.Not even as KAY/Kabetha/Kabby.Firstly, i've been feeling all hypocritical lately. The way i've had to handle

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1124889152145608642005-08-24T20:45:00.000+08:002005-08-24T21:12:32.150+08:00

Outside.Laugh.Inside.Dark.

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SagittariusThe Archer is usually more at home under the stars than indoors, but even the illustrious explorer needs to wear clothing. Not big on fashion, and not really caring about making a statement, you dress in comfortable clothes that allow freedom of movement and can handle the rugged nature of your existence. Clothing made out of hemp or other natural fibres suit you best. If you finally

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If i Had only one song to sing to you..He drowns in his dreamsAn exquisite extremeI know He's as damned as he seemsand More Heaven than a heart could holdAnd if I try to save himMy whole world could cave init Just ain't rightIt just ain't rightOh and I don't knowI don't know what he's afterBut he's so beautifulHe's such a beautiful disasterAnd if I could hold onThrough the tears and the

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1124699413629147192005-08-22T16:08:00.000+08:002005-08-22T16:30:14.796+08:00

Recently....aiight... time for an update univolving my fucky grp members...In Yimei's car on the way to Naz's house to deliver baking goods for the next days fund-raising endeavour. Naz, Azi, Nad, Mei, MX and myself were squeezed in, when we arrived at her place-MX- "LET MY GENITALS GO!"------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Following that we had to

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1124389918159941382005-08-19T02:01:00.000+08:002005-08-19T02:31:58.223+08:00

"Hey kay, cn ur stvff be more CLEAR n CONCISE? N ur aplication is TOO little. send 2 us a GD 1 by tmrw nn. i'm sure u dun want 2 c e other side of me?"Is it any better than the side i'm seeing already?If so please turn around, i would like to kick it in so it'll match the other side.Chee Bai.Thats the sms spelling mistakes and all.And i replied stating that he's rude, and he says?" i didn use

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1124203710198248472005-08-16T22:42:00.000+08:002005-08-16T22:48:30.203+08:00

i'd be lying if i say i'm fineBut then i'm tired of being tiredI'm tired of being stressed.But i've had enuf of being stressed.I could say i'm pissedBut most would say, the word Kay is synonymous to it already, and therefore redundant to mention.I could say i'm busy.In this world who isn't?Then again i would complain.But what's going to be new?One thing though.I LOVE DRAMATEC.I HATE WORKING WITH

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1124183031224462002005-08-16T16:51:00.000+08:002005-08-16T17:03:51.233+08:00

It's been a whilesince i last saw you...............lolyea. talking to my blog.Life is happy.Life is busy.And i've just been removed from Temasek poly.lol.Dun wori, they'll probably let me back in. it's a stupid reason to kick me out._________________________________________________What's going on?Hmmm lets seeGot loads of calling to do for arranging Workshops for dramaGot prom work to do........

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IT's TIMEfor a happy post!yup been down in the dumps lately.But hey, when the world's so beautiful, it can't keep someone down for long!tra la la la.what do you do when you like someone, you know you shouldn't?Or you probably couldn't.oh well..i'll just pray.For God to send me my own Angel, eh Caro?wahaha.Glad i straightened that one out.*Does Bono Imitation*It's a beautiful dayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1123356934413405202005-08-07T03:30:00.000+08:002005-08-07T03:35:34.416+08:00

SHOULD HAVE KNOWN...temporary.replacement.lol.should have known.no one ever REALLY needs me.How is it that its just this group of people who affect me so much?How is it i lull myself into a false sense of security? and then set myself up for a fall again and again.It was temporary. And i was just a replacement.And now i feel just the way i had a couple of months back.As

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1123352204301125582005-08-07T01:29:00.000+08:002005-08-07T02:16:44.356+08:00

LATELY...Don't know what's come over me.I feel very unlike me.I hear thoughts in my head that are selfish.I am not carrying out my duties as i should.I'm slipping.I've slipped back into my realm of lonliness.Slipped back into my sensitive mode, where moonlight is harsh and kind words are mocking.Jealousy.Empty.Hurt.Insecurity.Pain.Hate.I've been feeling redundant.I've been feeling ugly.And

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1123089954729737302005-08-04T01:07:00.000+08:002005-08-04T01:25:54.740+08:00

Untitled.One of my DT kids just set up a blog. And this is what it says.AN EXCERPT FROM A BLOG.there's where this new life of mine begins .... DramaTecA bunch of talented young people with a love for the artsWe meet every Friday or whenever there is a need toAfter which we go out for dinnerWhere stories are told and jokes are sharedTo everyone else this may seem rather mundaneI don't expect

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1123035463081936522005-08-03T10:06:00.000+08:002005-08-03T10:17:43.086+08:00

Chill pill.i'm so chilled i haven't gotten properly angry in a long while.wahaha.. wth. nonsense.anyways. i'm happy now.post below?hmm.I.. just... Hate... STUPIDITY.Good argument? Logic? Fair?love it.STUPID, nit picking, petty rubbish?I don't like.*hunkers around*oh well. Like i said. not my business.I 'll talk of other things.trala la la...did i mention i'm going crazy remembering deadlines?

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Tangled tango pickles.P. I. S. S. E. DI DID NOT LIKE IT WHEN YOU CURSED AT HIMI DID NOT LIKE IT WHEN YOU THREW YOUR FUCKING TANTRUMS.I MOST DEFINATELY DID NOT LIKE IT WHEN YOU ACTED PETTY.I guess, i don't like you.BITCH.this is one bullfight i can't get involved in.It takes two to tango.hmph.*controls self*this isn't any of my business.I shdn't be so emo abt it.*breathes*

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1122761687063279432005-07-31T05:22:00.000+08:002005-07-31T06:14:47.100+08:00

...Just finished watching Hindi movies...veer-zaaraKal ho na hohmmmm... I appreciate what Veer says in the movie after he is acquitted of his charges.Its very... heartwarming, and it makes me wonder why most people don't see the world in that light.And when he reads it out, tears start flowing, because there is a person, who sees himself in everyone.Who sees no difference between one countryman

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1122747575563817712005-07-31T02:01:00.000+08:002005-07-31T02:19:35.573+08:00

Mother BoardLol. it is strange to be a mother figure.I feel old, and yet i'm only 18.Wheeeee.I love my dramatekky's this year, albeit a few weird ones. But i even love those too.Went window shopping with Brandon, MX, and Anand at DKNY and Mumbai Se.You'll never catch ME shopping there for real.$ 300 freaking bucks for a top i can easily find for cheaper at Lil'India.Easily meaning, when its not

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1122310103442140742005-07-26T00:46:00.000+08:002005-07-26T00:48:23.446+08:00

3 hours to go.she deserves it.to be freeto run.I feel physical pain.Is this what they call hurt?I'm hating this.But i relish it, cause my brain says, i prob won't be doing this for a person.

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SometimesSometimes, you have to prove yourself.Yourself, and your love.By sacrificing the things you love the most.By learning to say goodbye.Today is that time, when that some time comes to pass.Today is the day, it feels like my heart should shatter.Today, i feel as if for the first time in a long time, i could cry again.Bravely.I can't breathe.Because when the clock strikes four. I will say

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1122216595118745472005-07-24T22:34:00.000+08:002005-07-24T22:49:55.126+08:00

Fine for now.She's going to just fine i guess.Phew.You know for someone who tries not to hold too much of an emotional connections with anything, i can't believe a dog made me worry that much.Sheesh.Still.It is good to know,that i still have a heart that can feel for others.WAHHAHHA.yea.When i watched my dog the whole night, my mother said she's never seen me with that expression on my

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1122131566296739762005-07-23T22:51:00.000+08:002005-07-23T23:12:48.500+08:00

Lucky.the moment i walked in through the doors this morning, i knew something was wrong, Lucky feebly pulled herself out of the corner of the living room, wagging her tail at me, and with great effort plodded towards me to give me my welcome home licks. Licks i had everyday tried to avoid by running into my room, shutting her out while she yelped.Today, it was as if she had no strength in her

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1122054456812145922005-07-23T01:35:00.000+08:002005-07-23T01:47:36.820+08:00

THE ART OF SLUMBEREvery night before i fall into an unconscious state of being, i somehow have fallen into this pattern of procedure.It starts out before the computer, sorting through my mails, and yes, SMS. and some random chatting with people on MSN.This is accompanied by a very late dinner, soon after, i head to the showers, and following that remove contact lenses and start fixing my nightly

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1121787969171042952005-07-19T23:29:00.000+08:002005-07-19T23:46:09.176+08:00

Hiatus Schmiatus(and what's up with my titles? geez)So much for my hiatus, i have so much to say, and only one place i feel i can say it. MY BLOG.So today i'm walking back home, and i start thinking, for some insane reason about some very emotional stuff.Family, grandparents- and then it struck me that it was my Grandma's death anniversary on Sunday.Wow, it's been a year.Since the Grandmother i

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1121761640183417992005-07-19T16:24:00.000+08:002005-07-19T16:27:20.196+08:00

The Bingo LingoThe way we say hi in Law."Got your place yet?"lol. SIP.Our way of finding out whos gone where, so you see people who would usually turn the other way in corridors, good naturedly turning to you and going-"Got your place yet?"hur.But then again, the third years have turned into one big, happy, clique.So yea.

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GONE ON HIATUS. TILL EVERYTHING IS BACK IN ORDER. DON"T MISS ME. I KNOW YOU WON'T. I DON'T THINK ANY ONE EVER HAS ACTUALLY. AWAY, TILL WHENEVER. Ta.

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What's left to do?MLOCT 1MLOCT 2Proj. Mgt. ProjCiv. ProCompany Proj.I'm going to do all of this today... like yay..._____________________________________________________________________________________Lol.it is much easier not believe isn't it?Than to keep searching and never finding?Just to live every day, because Kal ho naa Ho?Lol.Goals for next week- Laugh- Be happy- Get things done as best as

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1121516910722641732005-07-16T20:12:00.000+08:002005-07-16T20:28:31.923+08:00

Strike oneI went for interview today.It wasn't until afte the interview ended that i realised-1. i was speaking to one of my alma mater - GMGS2. I was speaking to my lecturer's sister.3. ...it didn't connect until i told Nad" eh nad, that lady who interview me ah, Ms. Lim Poh Choo ah, she really look like Ms. Lim Poh Bee le!... she even talk like her sia.. (long Pause) OH MY GOD .I was talking

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1121441286001968562005-07-15T23:13:00.000+08:002005-07-15T23:45:09.443+08:00

STUPIDITYStupid is how i feel right now.Extremely stupid.Why do i insist on dragging up old feelings when it been so long, and so over?Why make that stupid U-Turn now?Will it ever change?When did this happen with out my knowing?I feel stupid because i'm wasting my time.My feelings,My life.Over something, that is dumb.That is insignificant, that is nothing in the big scheme of things.But if i had

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1121439456937886592005-07-15T22:27:00.000+08:002005-07-15T22:57:36.986+08:00

From this point of view.So, you've probably read Melly's and Nad's blogs.www.sitbehind.blogspot.comwww.nutzcaze.blogspot.comI don't know why, but it does that to them.And every time we had to rehearse that scene. It felt terrible.It was acting, GOOD acting, yes. But it still carried with it the fact that these people were dragging up these feelings from their past to do this scene.And that

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1121149996355787212005-07-12T14:28:00.000+08:002005-07-12T14:33:16.360+08:00

342 Posts...i'll celebrate on the 500th onlol. poor blog.Abandoned, then abused, and used as my outlet millions of times...geez.oh well.i'm still waiting for the firms to call.. so far i've gotten three replies.Telling me i need to resend my resume....so i sent and the wait is killing me...lolwhat if i'm the only one who doesn't get a place?i'm well known for this kind of thing.i need to get my

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1121008521773620472005-07-10T22:13:00.000+08:002005-07-10T23:15:21.816+08:00

.& suddenly we all wake up.Death is remarkable.Terrible.But remarkable.When people die. People mourn.Their tear ducts produce tears, that speak of emotion within.When people die, we say nice things, send hampers, food, condolences, and various other niceties.The spending of money, to placate the bereaved, to send some help in their time of need.In times of death we react in time tested ways that

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1120887536295895242005-07-09T13:37:00.000+08:002005-07-09T13:38:56.300+08:00

I just read the 4 seasons Blog.I am in shock.I didn't know.Shit. i'm sorry.

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hear me roar!its 1.05 p.m. on a Saturday and i am proud of the limitation i have imposed on meself with regards to brunch.1 green apple and a bowl of Nestum. Like Yippee!Usually it coffee with bread or instant noodles. Followed by gastric pain.Hem hem.Am making better food choices again.And when i say again, i mean when i was in Sec. Sch i used to eat soup with Tofu or plain tuna with Cheese,

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1120371205585427262005-07-03T13:55:00.000+08:002005-07-03T14:13:25.590+08:00

WEIGHT.I feel unhealthy.ARGH!!!!I have not done any exercise since Devdas!I'm not sure if my bones can even move the way they used to anymore, feels like my joints melded together or something.Oh my God....I am 18 and in the worst shape i have ever been in my entire life.I could just die.I'm not talking about losing weight, more about body tone and flexibility, and missing shoulder blades, (they

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1120318787966598892005-07-02T23:02:00.000+08:002005-07-02T23:39:48.003+08:00

Get to know yourself betterYour view on yourself:You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1120316079724911992005-07-02T22:46:00.000+08:002005-07-02T22:54:39.740+08:00

ForgottenMy brother is the highest in english and literature in his class, as well as one of the top ten students. I am in shock, all he does is play soccer. Looks like boy genius is finally using his genius, but he was always scoring in Science and maths what... must be genes i tell you. heh.Anyways, my father was comparing my Secondary one results with his, (i fared better than he did) and one

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1120028710861442782005-06-29T14:49:00.000+08:002005-06-29T15:06:34.246+08:00

Disappointed.Me.For all of my principles, seems like i can't even uphold my word, a simple promise.I keep saying never again. But it just sees to keep on happening.And now, i've given my father another reason to condescend upon me. Let him down. Again.Failure, just like he says.Maybe it would be wise to step down if i can't handle it.How long will i shoulder the burden of an entire CCA, and do

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1119799792889560042005-06-26T23:28:00.000+08:002005-06-26T23:29:52.890+08:00

FEMALE INDIAN FREEDOM FIGHTERShttp://www.liveindia.com/freedomfighters/jhansi.html

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FAMOUS NAIDUSarojini Naidu by Jyotsna Sarojini Devi was a distinguished poet, renowned freedom fighter and one of the great orators of her time. Her father Aghoranath Chattopadhyay ( hmm... is this a real common indian name or what?!?!?) was a good scholar of Sanskrit, Greek, Hebrew, Persian and English. He was principal of Nizam's college at Hyderabad, now capital of Andhra Pradesh.

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1119782975151867462005-06-26T18:13:00.000+08:002005-06-26T18:49:35.156+08:00

To you.we're friends, and have been so since what, the second week of school? When we first began poly?Some how along the way things happened, and we got closer.But admit this, you don't know me, as much, and i don't know you as much. I love you as a friend. And always will, for you are, and all the crazy things you do.What i don't understand is, while you share the things that deeply trouble you

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1119699196888838842005-06-25T19:25:00.000+08:002005-06-25T19:33:16.896+08:00

Typed my last name, Bai, and these were the search results... lol... Quite interesting.My foremother?Lakshmi Bai(c.1830-1858)Lakshmi Bai, the Rani of a principality called Jhansi in northern India, led an uprising against a takeover of her homeland by the British. She became a heroine and a symbol of resistance to the British rule.Lakshmi Bai was born around 1830 into a wealthy, high-caste family

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1119588487344790952005-06-24T12:37:00.000+08:002005-06-24T12:48:07.350+08:00

Shit.Don't you just wish, you didn't find out certain things?Things you're better off not knowing.Things that alter your perspective of a person.Things that put everything into place.Sometimes finding out what people say about you, or discuss about you when you're not there is quite disturbing. Must be guilty of it myself i suppose.Karma i guess. hmm.I guess sometimes its better to keep to

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1119359241488668462005-06-21T20:38:00.000+08:002005-06-21T21:07:21.526+08:00

J.B Trip.Was alright.Fabulous Purchases.Food.Batman Begins.Bloody Customs.--------------------------------------------------------------Lil'India Was alright.Got lost at first.Met Mel's Gurl.sweet. i like.Showed off the ugly side of Hinduism, (like which side is suposed to be pretty?)----------------------------------------------------------------RELATIONSHIPS.ah, this is what i want to talk

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1118758433479934372005-06-14T21:54:00.000+08:002005-06-14T22:13:53.486+08:00

VISIONMoulin Rouge.Will be what the screen could not bring to the audience.It will be interactive...It will be my Bohemian Uthiopia brought to life, committee permitting. Budget permitting...Reception AreaMen on stiltsPeople in weird ass costumesModels dressed in Bohemian gear...Nice door gifts.Jugglers and dancing girls...Belly DancersFortune tellers.Kittens dressed in frills and socks. put on

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1118738399071623852005-06-14T15:51:00.000+08:002005-06-14T16:39:59.083+08:00

Poetic Musings(ALL Written in company law lecture)Bohemian UthiopiaFire Eaters. Snake Charmers. Ladies in leotards dancing on a pink, 6 pointed star. Men sleeping on beds of spikes. Lights, sounds and smells alike.Paradise, filled with sugary streets, chocolate trees and laughing people, who cry all the time.We never starve here, we eat off streets here, literally.I see men who cry over lost ears

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1118630509042241832005-06-13T09:43:00.000+08:002005-06-13T10:41:49.103+08:00

ARTS CAMP3 days 2 nights.Power.lol.I felt like i was back in secondary school.Alright, the first day was kind of slow, we had percussion class, and then MAG and DramaTec, snuck out and ate dinner while we were supposed to be watching a video and consuming an overly pathetic supper consisting of a single sausage, a samosa, a slice of cake, and various other disgusting fried items, put together

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1118204236660246102005-06-08T11:22:00.000+08:002005-06-08T12:49:46.563+08:00

The End.Hi, to all who have read the blog entitled facade and are wondering what the hell happened in the end?Here goes.Melly and i spoke and we sorted stuff out.And i must say its been a while since i've been this happy.Melvo, i think you must be the first person in a long time i could just say anything to without having to check myself, and feel completely at ease saying it.Even the weirdest of

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GOOD THINGS STILL DO HAPPENTo two very beloved friends of mine, although we've just begun hanging out together recently, i think i really like your company and your friendship, and i hope to be friends with two wonderful people like yourselves for a long, long time... And i want to say CONGRATULATIONS to both of you - Gentle Giant and Golden-Hearted Girl for getting together!!! *forgive the

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1117729780910743502005-06-03T00:29:00.001+08:002005-06-03T00:29:40.910+08:00

I like pink. 

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1117729753204543842005-06-03T00:29:00.000+08:002005-06-03T00:29:13.206+08:00

Ta da! 

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Very pretty indian gurlies don't cha thunk? 

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1117729701724963102005-06-03T00:28:00.001+08:002005-06-03T00:28:21.730+08:00

Poster good looks 

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Kewl. 

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Lovable. 

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1117729645958725132005-06-03T00:27:00.001+08:002005-06-03T00:27:25.963+08:00

More me. 

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1117729629547381992005-06-03T00:27:00.000+08:002005-06-03T00:27:09.553+08:00

The back of Der's head 

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1117729612823713542005-06-03T00:26:00.002+08:002005-06-03T00:26:52.826+08:00

Er... 

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1117729597119718152005-06-03T00:26:00.001+08:002005-06-03T00:26:37.123+08:00

Diva 

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1117729577666574792005-06-03T00:26:00.000+08:002005-06-03T00:26:17.670+08:00

Madagascar Lion 

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1117729558551517952005-06-03T00:25:00.003+08:002005-06-03T00:25:58.556+08:00

Retard 

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BEEEG SMILE. 

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I have Dimples!!! 

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1117729508386315932005-06-03T00:25:00.000+08:002005-06-03T00:25:08.390+08:00

Cute. I know. 

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Don. Kin. 

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Don. 

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DER. 

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ME!!! 

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Candid 

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1117729417960413182005-06-03T00:23:00.001+08:002005-06-03T00:23:37.963+08:00

More Indian 

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1117729407856174982005-06-03T00:23:00.000+08:002005-06-03T00:23:27.860+08:00

Lookin Indian 

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1117729356748661292005-06-03T00:22:00.000+08:002005-06-03T00:22:36.816+08:00

alright Photos for ARTS FEST!!!!  

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Ain't we pretty?

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1117561767613703602005-06-01T01:41:00.000+08:002005-06-01T01:51:46.240+08:00

Dearest Melvyn..I wishthat i could give all the answers to those questions.But that would mean jeopardizing other people's friendship with you.I would lie if i were to say i cannot be as selfish as all that. I'm fighting the temptation.Forget i ever said anything ok?Sorry for being agonizing...I'm too tired to do anything at the moment.

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FacadeThis entire month has been a sort of Journey to Mecca for me... a personal Mecca, where for the first time in my life i've been honest to myself about my intentions and more importantly, relationships.Family. Friends. People i hold close to my heart.No, i don't have a special someone in my life. Once i did believe that i was ready for a relationship. But after thinking and thinking... i

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1117042874047862452005-05-26T01:09:00.000+08:002005-05-26T02:16:06.096+08:00

Kay Columnal.No, i am not adopting a new surname.*In the first place Kay is not even my real name, Dumbass.*That would require several procedures, or as my Project Management tutor would put it, following of a "Critical Path" to carry through.Writng a column for Legal Blues would be more like it i guess, although i forewarn the editor (Jaslyn) that i may try to revolutionise our school paper in a

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1116956922999833632005-05-25T01:16:00.000+08:002005-05-25T01:48:43.040+08:00

Kay Of The Future....Ok first day of school, you would think it would be a little less stressful, Buuuut.... no.You're talking my life here... ME... KAY... Since when is my life boring?. It's even worse then a SunTV Soap Opera.By the way, forgive the emotional outburst here to those who saw it, would you believe my luck, seconds after posting it, i try to take it offline, and blogger goes wonky

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Your Dominant Thinking Style:ModifyingSuper logical and rational, you consider every fact available to you.You don't make rash decisions and are rarely moved by emotion.You prefer what's known and proven - to the new and untested.You tend to ground those around you and add stability.Your Secondary Thinking Style:ExploringYou thrive on the unknown and unpredictable. Novelty is your middle name.You

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1116855217391608172005-05-23T21:33:00.000+08:002005-05-23T21:33:37.396+08:00

Your #1 Match: ENTPThe VisionaryYou are charming, outgoing, friendly. You make a good first impression.You possess good negotiating skills and can convince anyone of anything.Happy to be the center of attention, you love to tell stories and show off.You're very clever, but not disciplined enough to do well in structured environments.You would make a great entrpreneur, marketing executive, or

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1116692587122665882005-05-22T00:13:00.000+08:002005-05-22T00:23:07.273+08:00

People i see everydayHanaSinthuNazMenaga *DerAminPeople i recently hung out withSharitaDerHanaAminThings i finally got to do:Form an unofficial Indian Dance Group - in a waySee Haider's infamous sari curtainsTouch and actually cuddle a CAT. *Gasp*Persons i spoke longest on the phone with:Sashi, seconded by Hana, Followed by Amanda, yes, manda.Person i had longest SMS chat with:Matsie.Hmm....I

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1116665565961997462005-05-21T16:44:00.000+08:002005-05-21T16:52:45.966+08:00

SIGNS OF AGEINGYou know when we were kids we belonged to a childhood that was some what closer to that of our parents than what kids these days experience... playing in Longkangs and what not... and then came about rapid changes in technology, and mankind advanced, and the only way to go was with your Tamagotchis, and Digimons.We became teenagers of the modern era.And i sound like a reader's

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1116415399374284382005-05-18T18:38:00.000+08:002005-05-18T19:23:19.380+08:00

TRUSTMaybe its been the past few day's events, but i find myself unable to trust people recently.Maybe i'm going crazy but strangely enough my parents are the only ones who've been making sense recently.And everyone else, with the exception of a few reasonable individuals, just seem to irritate the hell out of me.Call it PMS, but seriously, i get a tension headache every now and then, everything

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1116095004635389202005-05-15T01:40:00.000+08:002005-05-15T02:23:24.666+08:00

The Path less taken.We have great passion in what we do, and we care enormously about our customers, employees, and our reputation.Hi, sorry for the last minute notice, but i do not think i can bring myself to work for even another week, this is an establishment that does not keep its promises, despite its claims that it cares enormously about its employees, it practices discrimination, and

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1116008294546189902005-05-14T02:13:00.000+08:002005-05-14T02:18:14.556+08:00

PersecutionGoing to work has become a dread.I cannot wait to return to school.Two sentences i would have killed myself for uttering, barely 2 weeks ago.But truly the working world scares me. Beyond that, it sickens me.Not because of all the usual drone of working life. Not because i come to work everyday to do the exact same thing i did the day before.But because every once in a while we all get

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1115749240630180062005-05-11T01:55:00.000+08:002005-05-11T02:20:40.756+08:00

It's happening slowly, but surely.Creeping in on me... Maturity.Found myself suprising people with the things i've been doing lately.Alot of first times.Suprising. But unescapable.Giving in, without a fight, even when i know i'm right. lol.Making people who piss the hell out of me happy. don't ask me why, but i just couldn't get angry at them.Like today my bartender Azmi a.k.a Toyol, he was

Taffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362362.post-1115403344822160062005-05-07T02:14:00.000+08:002005-05-07T02:15:44.886+08:00

ONE HUNDRED PERCENT...Compassion: Compassion is your prime instinct. Youhave a truly beautiful soul, it belongs toHeaven. It makes you sad to see how life becameso cruel, but you always hope that the bestwill happen. Don't stop being yourself, cuzyour friends need you. What is your prime instinct? brought to you by QuizillaYou can be a goody two-shoes or a rebel, dependingon who you want to

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