yo ben, happy purple b'day.

to everyone else who knows celine, let's all join forces and knock some sense into the girl. she's on the verge of getting kicked off the team, or school (since they dont have nt) she needs to start studying badly.

hello.

uh.

i. felt almost crazy.
when fio asked me; what happened?
and i was going to say; god talked to me.

it was hardest thing really. with god intervening.

pew said.
sometimes god wants to repair what you want to repair.
sometimes god doesnt want to repair what you want to repair
sometimes god wants you to repair what you dont want to repair.

what if? you were that last one.
im starting to wonder if i'll get my own whale to eat me up and spit me out.

hans, thanks for talking to me.

you know what people, JUST GMAIL ME. hotmail is such a chore. goodness i keep searching through 6 pages of mails, which can't even be sorted. it's guishy trying to find that one mail you need, now now.

not to mention the fact i don't keep junk mails (you know the kind that says, fwd this to 10 ppl or some sneaky little long silky hair guru will come after you, or that 100 things you should do or you're gonna regret it your whole life) those stuff goes straight into my trash can. basically, if it isn't important or work related i don't read or keep them.

but hey, the java runned, college mail is so much worst. they just keep mailing you all these college events and news every other day. half the time it's always abt this job offer and that job offer.

gooshness, all i want is to click the tick all box and make it all disappear, but of course that won't work since it's java. decency please.

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and guee, my cute grandma has gone to vancouver for 3 months, :/ it's weird not having her around anymore, awfully a lot quieter, now it's just me and an empty house when i get up in the morning. i kinda miss her, even the nagging bit.

and yeah since she's gone, we've been moving out all our stuff and into her room, including the bed frames and everything, so when the contractors come they can redo my paque and i'll get a nice new floor (: the moving out and moving in bit is such a chore for this all girl family/

i like this.

yo! i changed my number, i hope all of you nice people got the bunch of smses i sent out the other day. (or otherwise my old number is still in use) in the midst of all the smes, i got several replies, one in particular got me to laugh.

"affirmation, apple core!"
fio, guess who?

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maybe we aren't all that super after all, when we all fall sick. i felt nauseous the whole of yesterday and the night before. but all it took was a good long walk and some freshly squeezed apple juice to cure it all.
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yup. i walked from the river valley (orange dot) all the way down to city hall (orange dot) . it was a good walk, it's so lovely beside the river (: i slept by the river for a while, drinking apple juice, admiring clark quay's unique umbrella architecture.

the pink dot is where i met chris, it is also where my dear friend chris jumped into the river to save a drowning old man the day before yesterday.

cheryl went, "oh really? really? really?! reallllyyy? realllllllyyyyyy?" because it's not something you get to hear everyday.

chern went, "why do super heros wear their underwear on the outside; so it's easier to change when they jump into the river. that being said, super heros don't wear underwear, they wear over wear"

god gave me a way out. amen! (:

the tank is absurb.
you can't withstand the cold,
when you're that worn out.

happy b'day fio
in the ghostly darkness

it's football season.
"my goal is to score tonight"
hurr. the new uniform sounds so wrong.

father, give me a way out.

yo. super apple girl is now green. because the side kick must listen to the superhero. and the super hero wants the sidekick to be green.

aiyitte!

when the guays meet the moks.

meet;
super egg, cherry monster, super apple girl, and king kong.
and yes, it's always super egg VS king kong.
for obvious reasons.

omg omg. daryl found a super egg.

it's cuteee (: i want one for easter too.

ohh. i brought celine to the daily scoop for some rum n raisin, bailey chocs with on top of a brownie. yum. im glad i got to talk to her. it's been a while (:

chef sammi nic something "hey! you look familiar"
cheryl "yeah, i work here"

lol. duh.

okay, so he remembered me after all, as the girl who asked the chef for the butter knife. (i didn't alright. the drawers ran out of butter knives, so i went to the kitchen to look for more. he saw me hunting and asked what i was looking for, i replied "butter knives". he passed me a stick knife, to poke fun at me. of course i replied saying that wasn't what i was looking for, and all the other chefs laughed at me. then he brought me out to where the drawers were, and like doh, they were empty. shaun saw and was like "you asked the chef for butter knives???!" huuurrr. no no, i didn't alright.and that's the way the chef welcomes new girl comers)

i want some scobby snacks now.

i say hello team one voice (:
it's time for good food and laughter.
keep the 4th of june free.

oh oh yes.
hello dear june campers, for those of you who would like the transport up to kl, it's an additional $30. so it's 180, not 150. kindly make any additional payments by sunday.

hur. hur. it seems a lil whirly with all the work and camp stuff lying in 3 pages of my mail. i need to clear/sort/retain/work. pffft.

okay la. so my working isn't much of a secret anymore. i freelance as a designer by day & work at paulaner brahaus by night. so there. that what im busying myself with.

happy b'day dear smellymellyboo and pris (:

haha.

so it turns out that my new friend shaun was at the mylc i was at last year.
amazing small world huh.

and dont we all love the orange juice that makes us happy. (:


and yeah, i've been busy with work work, and the other play work, i miss talking to all the happy people that makes me happy. it's sad how difficult it is to make time for each other anymore.

i've been too tired. i'm grounding myself at home today to get lotsa lotsa serious work done.


this is the nice mr snail chris and i met on her car. you see, mr snail decided he wanted to go for a spin. chris, did you bring him home safely?

alice and i sniched these lovely flowers from paulaners brauhaus, we carried them around the esplanade. a lovely shade of purple, blue and pink, balloons are fun (: always.

and those uncles sitting by the riverside armed with their SLRs pretending to take shots of the birds, were sneakily taking shots of us and our balloonsss.


oh and i've got new glasses. chocolate coloured frame with grey stripes on it's red side (: