my room.
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J'ai une etroit et petit chambre. Bien que ma chambre n'est pas large mais j'aime beaucoup. Quand vous entrez dans ma chambre, la premiere chose que vous voyez a gauche est la bibliotheque blanche en bois. Mon lit est derriere de bibliotheque. La couverture sur le lit est rose et est tres doux et confortable. Les fenetres sont a cote le lit, aussi, ma table est a droite de lit, donc, il y a assez lumineux pour mon travail. Il y a le bouquet dans le vase sur le table. J'aime bien les couleurs des fleurs parce que elles sont tres lumineuses, donc elles me rendent heuruex. Autre bibliotheque blanche est a cote le table. Il aide a stocker mes livres. En fin, il y a l'armoire a gauche dans une chambre et il stocker mes vetements, pour example, mes chemises, jupes, pantalons, chaussettes, etc... Les trois peintures sont sur l'armoire murs. Bien sur, je suis fatiguee deja. Alors, c'est tout.
1 down, 6 more to go... hold on...
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1 down...still so many more to go..situation seems more bleak. *bleah* kudos to dearie for cheering me up. *****************************************************************
Himalayan tea latte rocks...love the cinnammon powder!!! Very flavour-some. Lyke taking a huge bite of warm apple pie, its filling oozing out from the sides..trickling down your lips to explode in your mouth! yummilicious. Makes me feel better EVERYTIME!!!
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Wasn't reallie in the mood for studying today right after the exams so I went to catch a movie. 'Step up' ==> pretty nifty moves in tt movie. pretty good-looking male and female leads. But otherwise a chick flick i must say. Personally I find the behaviour of the two leads very rash.. unbecoming ...haha. Always flaring up at each other for no good reason.
The cute lead..hehe..channing tatum..(check out his goofy ears!)... looks good enough to eat..Woops.
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Phones...SIgh. getting a new one. But can't decide on which one..got a few recommendations. though...
W850i and K800 (from left to right)
ppss...my baby has been doing a great job of promoting phones..even hitting on me. wahaha. hmph..yeh..anyway..they aren't bad..both got their pros and cons. One on the left, love its track id functions.. the one on the right however has a reallie solid camera function. Yoo hoo *waves hand* We're toking about 3.2mega pixels over here! haha... Choices..*bleah*..wish we cld do without them. Life would be that much easier...
Superhero
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Just for the fun of it...did a little quiz...
Which Movie Superhero are you?
You're Rogue from the X-Men movies
You're Rogue from the X-Men movies
Lots of mutants appreciate their powers, but you'd give yours up in a second for a chance at a normal life. You're friendly and considerate, but you'd rather blend in with the crowd than stand out and get attention. Like Rogue, your sense of touch is extremely powerful, so even holding hands is a huge deal for you. You're deeply afraid of hurting the people you love, so you tend to push them away when things get too intense.
Hmph..I'm beginning to doubt this..haha.. but no harm trying it out huh?
Personality Quiz: Which Movie Superhero Are You?Feeling a little strange lately? Maybe it's because you're developing special powers.
Be my escape.
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I've been supressed for way too long. I need to break free. But that would have to wait. For now, let Dreams be my Reality...
He waits...
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By the lonely empty street,
Pass the last in row of weak flickering street lamps,
He waits for someone.
Driven to desperation.
His mind has wondered far beyond any other,
To the ends of his worn-out soul,
But mysteriously winding up at the same dead end.
He ponders.
Stripping his heart down for answers that he himself cannot provide.
On a never-ending search for reasons beyond doubt.
His heart withers, strained, writhing from the heart ache.
The burning within, too much to take.
But he refuses to bow his head down,
Instead he finds comfort in the pain.
To choose regret over disappointment.
He would never adhere to.
Others tell him to give up, to let go.
But his stubborn soul refuses to let up.
They tell him that loving might be a mistake
We all make mistakes.
Do not let some hell-bent heart leave him bitter.
When one door closes, one more opens.
He doesn’t buy.
Standing alone, he allows the pain to wash over him.
She strips him down to nothingness.
The object of desire.
She grips his heart like a vice.
He chokes and gasps for air.
She stabs him,
He grabs her velvety hands in his.
The blood like a silky red ribbon trickling down.
He begs for acceptance.
The blade inches deeper into his flesh.
He grimaces in pain and looks into her eyes for the slightest bit of hope.
But there is none but a cold hard gaze.
How I wish I could walk through the doors of his mind.
Free him from tragedy that has engulfed his weary soul.
To see him smile, feel the warmth from deep within.
But now it seems so out of reach.
So I just watch from a distance,
Occasionally shining a beacon of light on him.
Watch as he fades away into the corners of his mind.
Lost in a world of thoughts…
Pass the last in row of weak flickering street lamps,
He waits for someone.
Driven to desperation.
His mind has wondered far beyond any other,
To the ends of his worn-out soul,
But mysteriously winding up at the same dead end.
He ponders.
Stripping his heart down for answers that he himself cannot provide.
On a never-ending search for reasons beyond doubt.
His heart withers, strained, writhing from the heart ache.
The burning within, too much to take.
But he refuses to bow his head down,
Instead he finds comfort in the pain.
To choose regret over disappointment.
He would never adhere to.
Others tell him to give up, to let go.
But his stubborn soul refuses to let up.
They tell him that loving might be a mistake
We all make mistakes.
Do not let some hell-bent heart leave him bitter.
When one door closes, one more opens.
He doesn’t buy.
Standing alone, he allows the pain to wash over him.
She strips him down to nothingness.
The object of desire.
She grips his heart like a vice.
He chokes and gasps for air.
She stabs him,
He grabs her velvety hands in his.
The blood like a silky red ribbon trickling down.
He begs for acceptance.
The blade inches deeper into his flesh.
He grimaces in pain and looks into her eyes for the slightest bit of hope.
But there is none but a cold hard gaze.
How I wish I could walk through the doors of his mind.
Free him from tragedy that has engulfed his weary soul.
To see him smile, feel the warmth from deep within.
But now it seems so out of reach.
So I just watch from a distance,
Occasionally shining a beacon of light on him.
Watch as he fades away into the corners of his mind.
Lost in a world of thoughts…
Sihan
I love my little brother.
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For the benefit of my brother, the definition of spoiled - having the character or disposition harmed by pampering or oversolicitous attention; "a spoiled child". A perfect human specimen wld be none other than
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HIM!!!
Name: Lee Weiquan a.k.a the little brother
Age: 18
Place of residence: the room next to mine
So back to the tiff we had. Basically he was unhappy about me calling him a spoilt brat. BUT HE IS!!! First he tried twisting the definition of 'spoiled' around to characterise me as one and then next he calls me a spoilt brat blatently across the dinner table. ARGH!!! he gets his way in every situation and even gets to sit at the head of the table even when my dad is ard. For what u may ask? so that he can get the clearest view of the television. What more can I say?! heh. I love my brother though..it's reallie fun quarrelling with him. Lost some steam in the process. heh.
today's creation:
Orite..Today is a Sunday. 3 more days to our first paper... the clock is ticking... back to the books.
oh my goodness!!!
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PHANTOM OF THE OPERA tickets!!! Best seats in the house..on opening nite, plus its our special day!!! wat more cld i ask for?!?! oh my gosh..thank u mummy dearest *muackz*..going to watch it with baby... HURRAY... can't wait..
p.s. to all the poor souls out there who want to watch the musical but can't..hmph.. NEH NEH!!! I'M GOING TO WATCH THE PHANTOM OF THE OPERA!!! muahaha...
we're the only ones that are around in this Babylon
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Thank goodness i managed to drag my heavy ass out the door to meet my baby. Had a nice dinner complete with yummy, sweet and delectable tiramisu at 211 ( an Italian restautant at holland v). Sorry for the lack of pictures but i happened to rush out of home so i forgot to bring my camera along. Argh. Yep. so glad tt i chose to go out instead of rotting at home wit my ass stuck to the chair and my nose in a book, coz Melvin made me feel so much better... I smiled..never thought tt i wld for tt day. Hmph..in fact i think i smiled A LOT!!! WAHAHA.. after tt..we headed down to clarke quay. What for? of course to pay a little visit to our fav ATTICA!!! haha..it was great fun..talked a lot, drank and danced the nite away...hehe.
THE END
WAIT!!! i haven't completed my story yet!!!..yeh. had a good conversation with mummy this morning. Guess its true..I'm too emotional for my own good. when caught in a bad mood.. its as if the whole world has offended me. Its always better to leave me alone to self destruct. Haha. well said..guess mummy knoes me best.. heh.
psss...at least i'm better than a flat-liner..HEHE..*ouch!* dun beat me.... mummy said it!!! 
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