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cheesecake / life and love / sate/ baileys/ seafood/ pralines/ sheesha/ rollercoasters/ joyriding/ learn to sleep more/ writing/ vodka on the rocks/ menthol puffs/ mixing spices / manila / brunei / miri/ kk / good coffee / "i love you's" / moments / words / rainy days / airports / sunsets / spontaneity / beautiful shoes / food in all its forms / my baby brother / eyeliner / books / sweet SMS's / sucker for anything acoustic / laughter

Things To Do Before I Turn 22
Get that overdue drivers license

Visit a new country


Learn to cook

Live and love

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    While everything around me is ever changing, ever dying, there is underlying that change a living power that is changeless, that holds all together, that creates, dissolves and recreates....For I can see in the midst of death, life persists, in the midst of untruth, truth persists, in the midst of darkness light persists ~Mohandas K. Gandhi Site Fights Spirit Counter

    twenty. loud. addicted to certain fandoms. reads fanfiction. likes to twist the written word. can talk about anything under the sun (and thats the problem). This blog is a compilation of my thoughts and my you know it wont be very interesting. ;)

    Friday, June 03, 2005

    Living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see.

    - John Lennon

    Been studying all night, applaud me if you must ;)

    Ever had a bout of nostalgia engulf you when you suddenly see something that reminds you of an old friend? This morning I awoke to find that koala bear Katie gave me staring at me from the floor, where it had dropped from the sanctuary I had given it at the top of my cupboard. Must have fallen off during the night. And this am, I open up my blogspot, and my my, theres a tag and its her.

    Ah, you taught me that dressing up was better as opposed to dressing down, u introduced me to the wonders of a hair dryer, you lowerd my inhibitions (scary =P), u rocked as one of the Hot Babes *shakes head at the crazy name Barke thought up for the only Curtin female soccer team, which by the way played again this sem!* and just wowed me.

    Katie is one of the loveliest women Ive ever had the pleasure to know. She radiates confidence and beauty, and when youre with her, you feel like you can do anything. Katie babe, youve influenced my life (for the better or worse ;) ) and miss you muchly.

    I also have muchly to tell you. I need your cell number to text u! GIMME! =P Um, please? Or you could use MSN more often, u cad. ;)

    Well, this is a weird post.

    Shall I update?

    Lets see, I went out again on Wednesday evening, with Shwe, Ilma and Marwan, and we had a good time. Watched a movie, had McD, ate cake at Mega Hotel, had Desserts ice cream, had a late dinner at Alfresco, went to CB...all in heels and skirts, which Marwan made us ladies wear as we forced him to shed his overused t shirt for a proper shirt for our friendship nite out, no dates or boyfriends/girlfriends allowed. It was a ncie rekindling time for our friendship, which has lost its steam over thepast few weeks due to the avalanche of work, drama and worries. But we bounce back, dont we, and its udnerlined, bolded and italized that these three (incuding Gretchel but she was in brunei!) are my darlings here, and my source of sanity yet insnaity at the same time.

    So my parents didnt come last week as I thought they would, but mom called me this morning at 7 am, interrupting my slumber, which Im certain included a dream with involved me, the Maroon 5 ensemble and cheesecake, and told me that they were coming in 3 hours.

    Needless to say, I had to actually clean my tornado of a room as my mom is very very very good at making me feel guilty that I didnt inherit her neat gene...

    I want to see Mr and Mrs Smith. I must see it. I also must get off the PC. Drat.



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