tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63725442011-04-22T01:41:00.190+08:00thy hath been forever silencedkh.bitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06235752159817102765noreply@blogger.comBlogger2941100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6372544.post-1158552771902970862006-09-18T12:08:00.000+08:002006-09-18T12:19:32.866+08:00

unfortunately after months of silence, i should really turn this off. littlemissbitchy ceases function as of today.i've moved[click].

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i am not dead.neither very much alive.i still dream of the days when we thought nothing but the magic we create on stage:love.

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and i wonder what have made me to what i am today. i have officially passed out from BSLC and yes call me corporal (oh big deal) and now im thrown at this place which is vaguely dejavu (why? because its the same fucking place) just that its Aslc. yeah, the advanced. and i'm really not feeling good about it. firstly, i need to pass SOC, which i just can't. oh god, why can't the army just get it.

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this weekend felt rather long. but i hardly met up with anyone. perhaps meetin rau+ken randomly yesterday in town while my family rushing to watch poseidon at the new cathay (nothing special though, just over hyped). and yea.. meeting desiree for lunch and xijie after she knocked off from work. well apart from that, i dunno. somehow it felt satisfying. i need to find satisfaction in the weekend

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i like being back home (duh) and reading people's blogs. its the only way i can immediately update myself about the people around me in less than an hour. but i think its a very scary thing to do too. somehow when you read a certain part or portions you will immediately conclude or in other words gives a definitive adjective to that person - he's sad, she's happy, she's troubled but happy still.

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in tandem with the previous post, this weekend was an extremely fulfilling and satisfying one.yet another food craving satisfied on friday: satay. at newton.was out with raudhah and tatu and ROHANA - yes to all of you who think that she had vanished from the face of the earth (ie desiree) she is still very much alive and kicking. hooray for the living ikan bilis. honestly, i feel this sense of

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i officially REALLY miss my friends.not that i am saying all these while i've not been missing them, but i've been surpressing the feeling and yeah. now i am officially saying i REALLY miss them. it's true that in the army you will make new friends and stuff, well i have a wonderful new buddy in SISPEC and new section and platoon mates and such - but you know the affinity and bonding forged

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2 weeks?this place is reeking with emptiness and staleness.for my uninformed readers, i am currently no more in Tekong (god, you all should know that!) and im no longer a freaking recruit (hrmph). call me private - yes, i have no idea what kind of rank is that but yeah, i am PTE khairul. yes. and yeah, im currently posted to SISPEC which means School of Infantry Specialists and for my

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How many special people changeHow many lives are living strangeWhere were you when we were getting high?Slowly walking down the hallFaster than a cannon ballWhere were you while we were getting high?Some day you will find meCaught beneath the landslideIn a champagne supernova in the skySome day you will find meCaught beneath the landslideIn a champagne supernovaA champagne supernova in the

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with the almighty call from Pte Brandon to update this - i shall.ok, so what's up? where were we? oh yes - lets start with the a levels results. congratulations to those who have done well and i mourn with those who didn't do as well. but oh well, its only results, right? (yes, nods) right. so we embark on another journey in our lives... choosing where to go with the results. (oh well, for the

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wow, i greet my random visitors to this blog which i believe is perpetually non-living. well, one must understand that the Ministry Of Defence is not really keen on their men (or rather, soldiers-whatever fuck) verbalising their thoughts on a piece of www._____.blogspot.com. In fact, they prefer their urgh-soldiers to enforce their speech with injections of fuck! cheebye! kotek!get the idea,

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enough said.

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well, surprise - what am i doing at home?actually, i haven been to camp since monday morning after the doctor sent me home at 1000. yes, i better get staright to the point, i was bedridden for 4-days and i spent hari raya haji at hospital - how exciting. my body is playing rollercoaster with the body temperature. it has been persistently 39.4++ and today it slightly fall to 38.3. and guess what,

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there was no beginning for 2005 as everything was a carried over from 2004. the tsd practicals that we have been preparing from november, the orientation camps and a blast at both the practicals and the orientation itself.personally it was a feat. it was a bang. i clearly remember how i was in the tsd office using the teacher's computers researching on icarus and how my piece would turn out in

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i am home at last.well, i was home yesterday night but was just plain lazy to proclaim that i have touch back on mainland after 2 weeks on that island.there's a problem with army guys: they talk only about army - and nothing else. sadly, i believe i might be entrapped into that classification. *crossfingers* i hope not. so.. you people who are still at liberty of superior commands and

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it is goobye for now.there is no need for a long entry.let the moon whispers of what we know, and let the stars glows for our love.missing will be an understatement.friends.

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im crying as i read "beloved-the geoggers".thank you so much, dawn, crystal, erica, brandon, shazzy, yinren, helen! you have just given me a very much treasured possession. i think similar to shariza's i want it that way video, the book now is one of which i will certainly flip through for motivation and strength. really you guys!i cannot believe it that i am leaving for camp and parting with the

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an impulsive night safari trip ended up in tight stomachs laughing deep within mandai.keeper: vatt do yoou theenk the cracodhal yeat?mother: chapati and roti prata?keeper: *silence*tram guide: on your right is an ant-eater...father: body so big - eat ants.us: *stares*upon reaching the Spotted Indian Wolf gallery..sister: i cannot see any!mother: they not ready la - haven't put on their

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Pretentious.Refurbishment.Of.iMagesee you all there -all pretty and neat:despite the daily untidinessin school and the tormentingstench of non-bathing mornings.oh facade! facade!let them be pretty once;away from the monochromatic garmentsthat menacled their elegance and beauty,that thwart motivation to the shower.oh facade! facade!for today you bathe underluxurious waters in tranquil fragranceand

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my first photo-entry. and i dedicate it to the lovely geogers. i think the previous post was just random and nonsense - but i think this one is real.a brief recollection of our modest history -the "geogers" started with the original 6:me, erica, crystal, helen, anisah, nurul.and yes, i was the only guy in this group. the first lesson was with ms lian, and i was late. i sense that was a foreshadow

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good morning.it has been a fairly long time since the exams ended. eh no - 4 days. wow, it seemed long. and thank you very much to those who are reading this - knowing that i'm not dead yet. and the past few days have been rather tiring. (i shall not plunge into i've-done-this-then-and-i-am-listing-the-fun-things-that-i've-done-in-perfect-chronological-order)well, summarizing - it has been fun.

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yes i heard you right. one. just one.i found myself being rather subdued these few days despite the fact that it is almost coming to an end. as the days go by, everyone is becoming bright - they are glowing. i'm just sinking deeper into darkness and perhaps soon enough nobody will remember i existed. yeay. call it solitary lifestyle. maybe i'm quite getting use to it eh? or is this just a

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shoot me. i feel like the exams are over but reality slapped me right in the face that i have greeks tomorrow. oh wow. the paper better be in the afternoon, cos i think i really need the time in the morning to consolidate some of my concepts.it is certainly very exciting to do greeks and modernising the presentation but sometimes some of the ideas get to.. urm howdoyouputit: cliche, typical and

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i just realised how whiney i was and gawd, that was utter bad. totally didn't reflect anything good about me. so anyways, if nobody knows what im talking about - good. so be it.people are ending their blog as they end their jc education. will i be pulled into that limbo too? i'm not sure how long littlemissbitchy would last, cos i believe this name has rather lost its meaning to me. i feel much

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alone i hum the song.it's the day again where i just want it to quickly pass. every year i anticipated something - but nothing. optimism never works now. not that i've not experience this before but its that, somehow there's this hope, a hope. a hope that at least. ah, no point.an hour left and thats it.the 'transition' is over.i am no longer a minor.maybe circumstances dun allow me to compare,

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High - Lighthouse FamilyWhen you're close to tears remember Someday it'll all be over One day we're gonna get so high Though it's darker than december What's ahead is a different color One day we're gonna get so high And at the end of the day remember the days When we were close to the end And

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joy to the world i survived econs essay.and pfuut to those non econs people aka dawn, yap, shazzy.i sat through 2.25h in that bloody hall with people's brain going "Ms increase yada yada Interest Rate yaya nene here and there". well i made it out alive and im good. seriously, i think i cant do worse. O was for prelims and statistics indicates that O was the lowest ever grade and only 2 people out

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greetings.unfortunately for some of you, i am still alive.i know it would have been splendid to just equate my silence with my demise, but no it is just not happening - yet. not that i want to die. but not yet.i cant seem to be able to concentrate and focus my thoughts to express it coherently (i hope i wrote something decent for GP) thus not updating the blog lest i want to make a fool out of

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happy deepavali to my fellow hindu friends (if i have any, wait i do, but they dont read this. so just to spread the festive greetings so yeah, pretend you're hindu. heh)i have a tendency to kill someone. not anyone in particular at least just that i have this urge to have the thrill of killing somebody like maybe throwing a baby off the railings or something. and i hope i don't get sent to

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it is a bad decision to do all the atmo drqs from the other jcs prelim papers. you have to keep explaining the same bloody thing over and over again, eventually thinking that the examiners are bloody stupid that whatever you've written down doesn't sink in them. well, this could have a positive feedback cos after explaining like so many times and drawing the same diagrams for different varied

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dreams have been rather haunting these few days. okay, lets not call it dream - images when i sleep.firstly, i dreamt (imaged) that i have nothing to wear for prom. yes. though how bimbotic me and rau may seem to be, it is actually a scary notion. i have this fear of just wearing a tie to prom. just the tie. well, it may sound kinky to you perversed human beings, but i don't think you would

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a jumble of mixed feelings is in me now. there is no dominant emotion tonight - i just want to sleep it all of. it is sometimes hard to start writing something when there's nothing much really being consolidated. so bear with me with this post as i might not be coherent (not like i always am - so, tonight it will be something like rojak - all over the place).my jc life has officially ended and i

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i succumbed to my temptation.A Whole Bar of Cadbury Chocolate With Hazelnuts.

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i have been wondering why i am not in school these few days. ok maybe not just these few days but more on like this year in a whole? if somebody can answer me, i'll give you a bar of chocolate.hello world.(very awkward opening)i dont think anyone reads this anymore, so i shall write utter crap and nonsense. i am craving chocolates right now. i want the huge bars of chocolate. but i know i cannot

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beloved is like lost. or rather lost is like beloved. the constant flashback to the past makes it all exciting as how everything is epidermally revealed to the readers and constantly engages to the extent that the information slowly fills into void. okay, i think i'm not making much sense here.guess who's blog got new posts?oh, its already 5days of fasting. i think? yeah, weds. thurs. fri. sat.

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sometimes i wonder what's the use of blogging when you do not need to disclose any information. well, some may argue that it is definitely an avenue for us to rant our whimsical life's tale out and hope that people out there read it and emphatise with us. seriously, i don't like reading such blogs (well, i have a fear that mine is one such blogs of irritating childish rants of how life has been

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commencement of the fasting month was yesterday. i do not see the big deal of fasting, in fact i forgot i was fasting yesterday. no, i did not accidentally consume anything, its just that i did not see the need to eat or hunger pangs attacking. perhaps it could be due to my inconsistent eating habits for this year where i had no proper timing for my meals. i think its a good thing.the grades are

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complications occur when one is not honest. when one tries to run away through silence, often leaves the other person troubled. it takes two to communicate and build a connection. it doesn't happen like the sponge.if only the moonbeam creates a path for us to walk to it, i would be the first to book a first class ticket away from here. why is it hard for people to just say something, anything.

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I've come to realise there's a huge commotion on the term octopi or rather octopussies in the chatbox. I have no idea which to side but, yeah, once you've all have come to a conclusion tell me, eh.Sometimes i wonder why do people bother living knowing that we will end anyway. The question of existence - yes is astronomical. It fascinates me. Perhaps due to my insignificant existence (or rather

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two lovely days.yesterday was geogers'-so-totally-failed-amazing-race. but it was fun. no road is long with good company. we travelled laterally across singapore from changi aiport all the way to queesnsway. its was just splendid.today was visiting zhan, poor boy. hope he gets discharged soon. ate alot. alot i mean alot. still bloated now.there's so many things in the world that we all crave. but

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its quite suprising of the titles i put. "poke me silly, darling" was like so eons ago... all with the cyborg thinggamagick. i wonder how he's doing? guess its like the prelims ended round the same time, so i suppose that its all over then (no S papers).aha, sometimes i secretly wished i was adopted that one day my parents will just come up to me saying that we picked you from some poor indian

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incessant torment - without light.when suddenly you have this urge to talk to a particular someone and apparently the linkage and connection with you and that person is no longer in existence. you try very hard to really find a re-establishment of the link but to no avail. then months later... you think you had given up but there's this part of you that secretly urges you to try again.ah forget

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well, this may be rather a tad too late (7mins?):happy 18th (and 1day) Birthday Raudeeeee....correcttion, Queen Raudhah Fatin.took quite an effort to get her to skate to east coast and pretend nothing is installed for her. and thanks to dearest corrie it was way at the other end of the beach. so we bladed from sch to BEDOK JETTY (wtf) and went back all the way to the other end. i was almost

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i think i have inferiority complex.*beat*i think i'm ugly.*beat*yes. believe it or not, i am on this rather weird mood. the sudden hatred of my appearance, and i think i'm losing it. i have no idea what is "it" but i think it is not there anymore. oh no. i think its because of the going out amongst big group and the fear of seeing somebody i do not want to see. i think some of you know how i hate

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prelims sorta ended.except that tomorrow is Geog S and obviously i have no idea how to go about studying -- so not studying at all.today's lit was the worst worst worst paper. i wont be surprised to flunk like two of the essays. it's like damn shitty. i feel rather shitty after writing cos it was utterly incoherent. blaah. that aside, the post celebration (quote unquote). im just urgh. but we had

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the agony of brain drain is .i cannot find an adjective for it.ghastly image of history repeating itself, is haunting me. i am too afraid to play with fire again. once burnt twice shy, i suppose. but somehow this fire is bright and tempting. even cold as it maybe, i feel its warmth. maybe i'm delusional. maybe im mistaking this bright light for flames. maybe its just a distant ephemeral glow that

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there's one point in life when you think u've reached a dead end. it is like you are faced not with a absolute ending but more of the circumstances that you think you cannot handle or do not know how to handle at all.these difficulties faced are rather incomprehensible.sometimes i feel lost. where am i heading?so i think i just follow the signpost. whatever come, will come.am i destined with tpjc

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i have the sun rays absorbed in my head and the thyroid gland (amos, 2005) which is expanding in me. hell life is weird for me. i know it is unfair, and hell yes, everyone knows that. the world is evil and according to liting i have a rather negative outlook on life and i suppose i do have a negative perspective about life and pardon me, i cannot help it. i cannot say i know this world too well

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Have anyone ever wondered that we're are just a speck in this earth? We're only as significant as how the people around us wants and percieve us to be. So, unless your inelastic like the great superstars, it is definitely wise to cherish the people around you and ensure they (and you) are a significant part of your (and their) lives. Only then, this feeling of insignificance will be eradicated

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today was an extreme killer. 7 essays my brain is dead after the second tsd essay (we had to write four mind you). lit was okay i suppose. could crap out nonsense for the paper, and yes it was my first country wife essay ever. and tomorrow is guess what? jeng jeng jeng... econs essay!voila. im so doomed. my head hurts and i think im "going to take my power nap" (tan, 2005). i hate my hair. yes

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someone is using windows 98 to read my blog. haha.dun ask me how i know that but yeah.everyone is using windows xp nowadays but there's this person using windows 98. so cute.anyways, i want to make a request, okay maybe not request but a DECREE that whoever reads my blog must tag! so that i know who read or else i wouldn't know who to bitch about yeah?oh, dawn's lor mai guy got arrested for

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hmm, guess who's blog have i just read?no prizes but yeah whatever.i have less than twelve hours before i meet doom and its actually not as intimidating as i thought. not that i can say that im really prepared for greeks, i think i will just scrape through it la. my concepts of modern presentation are so-so and i think the teachers will just go whaddahell when they read my scripts.wasted my whole

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a recurring theme replayed itself for me, today.its the kind where you reach a certain point of doing something and somehow or rather the final apex of it is being thwarted. it repeated it self throughout the course of the 24 hours today. i am not going into details as some are personal, and i really do mean personnal. its just a sucky day.

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day in day out - in school.its fun studying with your friends though its quite frustrating that you get easily distracted and then your plans to finish certain topics are just poof*bimbo moments everyday. yes. if you hang out with raudhah fatin, crystal tan and shazzy. the ultimate bimbos!and apparently i can't post anything interesting. ah!hm, let me see. i'm on a freeridership of dawn's

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well, i thought it was over but you kept haunting me. your memories still linger. i thought i dealt with it. maybe i thought wrong and i know it is just mere wishful thinking.started the day badly and everything started going downstream. was late for the geog mock test. half an hour by the way. and noone submitted and complete decent essay. i end up scrurrying and writing point forms. but

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i am done for physical geog.yes. i have done hydro, rocks and landforms and deserts.i dunno whether i've covered everything completely but i guess i think i'm done. tomorrow is geog mock and i hope i can answer the questions.still contemplating whether to post random questions for deserts and greeks, yeah did it already. im happy with my self. goign to start on econs. die econs die. and lit. ah,

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my last two posts have been rather nonsensical. and just in case for those ignorant people out there, those questions are not real examination questions yar. it all by me. yes, call me insane but i think by writing questions it'll help with my understanding and grasping of the topics. i know it does for me, but how bout you? (urm - some kids show, 2005).hm, tell me who goes to a cat fair, simpang

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Did I disappoint you or let you down?Should I be feeling guilty or let the judges frown?'Cause I saw the end before we'd begun,Yes I saw you were blinded and I knew I had won.So I took what's mine by eternal right.Took your soul out into the night.It may be over but it won't stop there,I am here for you if you'd only care.You touched my heart you touched my soul.You changed my life and all my

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Random Advanced GeographyEssay QuestionsHydrological Cycle In Drainage BasinsIn this question paper there are 14 questions. Candidates are required to choose any three of the following questions.1 Discuss whether vegetation hinders or induce higher infiltration.2 "The Hydrological Cycle is a closed system." Explain.3 "Water storage on the lithosphere exists

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right. what am i doing online?i'm not even sure myself.oh but i must really show something. real cheesy.. gawd..Dun shut luv out o ur life bi sayg it's IMpossible 2 find,e quickest way 2 receive luv is 2 giv luv;e fastest way 2 lose luv is 2 hold on 2 tightly,n e best way 2 kip luv is 2 giv it wings.haha.. eeks.probably its meant to be sweet but the last line cracks me up. "give it wings"? like

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Yes, that should be my meal for the rest of the days (well, i doubt i'll pass even the first one, but then its just an aim). I shall mend my decadent (of both literal and metaphoric meanings) lifestyle and back to sheer poverty. Oh, how long am i going to delude myself? I cannot live without chicken! chicken is good! yes come after me altogether: "Pok Pok Kay!" (repeat twice to achieve desired

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what is better than munching hotcakes in front of the television watching Golden Girls? that shall be my routine for the next few mornings i hope. it's been quite sometime since i watched that show. was it like secondary school? hm, can't remember but that show is ab-fably hilarious. ha, saddistically watching these group of grandmothers and a greatgrandmother cracking up witty jokes. oh. so

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here are some geog questions (by me) that you might want to ponder. (ie. not directly related to A levels requirements. cheers!)1 "Wegner's theory was not proven until Hess' Driving Force hypothesis was accepted." Has the tectonic plate movements slowed down as compared to Cambrian times?2 The difference in plate margins plays an important role in determining the geomorphic

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there's a treeload of paper sprawled over the floor. yes. im organising my geog notes. and to those people out there, i have seven (7) yes seven geog files! one core topic is like a micro of econs. gah! and i can blatantly admit that econs is less intimidating with only 2 petite files. yes two.. compared to GEOG! gosh. ok but i'm only doing three files for prelim. heh. the other four for As. can

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Documentary of the Week : KRAKATOA Part 1 : Sun, 28 Aug, 7.30pm Part 2 : Sun, 4 Sep, 7.30pm*erica might have told you guys (geoggers) abt it, but i knew it wayy.. before she did. =)

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the country wives made and appearance on friday night for the semifinals of theatresport (its like whose line is it anyway) without even attending the workshop christina sergeant and roger jenkins conducted. so we plough our way through the various theatresport games and hell we had a lot of fun. we did not expect any thing out of it just that we wanted to have fun before the Prelims. and so we

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freaking irritating. i shall never visit public toilets EVER again. perverts. freaks.thank goodness i had a slip. gosh. gross.ha, weird day today. missed the bus cos it was effing packed and i knew i was going to be late. so, took the a trip to parkway macs and had a hearty hotcakes with sausage meal! happiness. managed to read country wife and to realise how funny it is. sparkish is a moron,

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to erica who threatens to throw me into the Mariana Trench, don't. i don't want to reach the Challenger's Deep and stuck in the middle of Pacific Ocean for the rest of my life (or perhaps, i will be dead by then) yes. i know what the trench is and its deeper than the height of Mt Everest mind you. by the way, it is not exactly required unless you are doing an essay on tectonic movements, cause

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Heart of Gold What is Your Heart REALLY Made of? brought to you by Quizilla

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the pilot test was highly demoralising.i just figured i can't even fly a stupid computer plane through hoops!must be due to the absence of computer games in my life. yes to you dear readers, i do not play computer games. never. im like very distanced from what? CS? Dota? Dotcom? whatever? i think the only techy stuff in my life is like my ipod, blog and phone and prolly msn. the rest - i'm an

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i am laughing as i watch the malay version of idol/superstar.kinda ironic that we malays are judging ourselves to find an idol.personally, the panel of judges are not capable enough to judge.not that im saying that i should be the one up there, as i know being a malay i am stupid, thus incapable.perhaps the standards are really getting worst.each sms costs $2. yes, and nobody reads then as they

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the silver swan who living had no note.when death approached, unlocked her silent throat.leaning her breast against the reedy shore,thus sang her first and last, and sang no more.farewell all joys, oh death come close mine eyes.more fools than wise now lives.over time one should stop chasing.one should wait to be chased.and my time has come, to wait.give up and let free.

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i watched this simply amazing hongkong film on ch8. just ended. well, some of you may probably have adverse reaction towards it, but i think the show is simply amazing.for once i was drawn into the plot without any speculation of the outcome in the end. okay maybe i did have some speculation and indeed it turned out true, i held on to the belief that she would have gone for her 25yo boyfriend who

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UBS Certification of ConsistencyThis is to certify that Muhammad Khairulnizam Hamidhas been consistently attending school at the stipulated timeof 0740h everyday of the week of 15th August 2005 to 19 August 2005

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"the soup is too salty" -zhang ziyisuffering from hangover from yesterday. enjoyed immensedly watching dim sum dollies. simple amazing and of course with the correct company. though it is rather depressing that the audience wasn't exactly reacting to the sexual jokes, i enjoyed every bit of it."to all those happy people out there" - dim sum dollies.(yes, i am a happy person)ok, this entry can

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hot news in the VS community.they are going Co-Ed.wow. big step.well, fortunately i'm not from VS and had come from a Co-Ed school, which is NOT a neighbourhood school (or is it?) and thank ful for that. yes and since i'm in Vj which is erm the Brother?Sister? JC for VS, can't help but to get the vibes. chan wanted to change the "thy sons are we" but that wont make any sense la. a song is just a

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got home today and found that the furniture was all over the place.no.there wasn't a poltergeist in my house.it's one of those occasional days where we communially decided to move around the furnitures for a different look so that we wont get bored and stimulate a healthy atmosphere to live in. right. shut my mom's noisy mouth and it'll be paradise. and i really mean it. her bitchiness way

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oh, happy birthday petom. =)to get my priorities right. yes exams come first.prelims actually. looking at daphne's nick on msn definitely haunts as she, alongside with mr chew, keep tracks to dooms day. well not actually dooms day to say but more of the determination of how "doomed" the doomsday will be when we get back the papers.im trying to picture myself two years ago sitting for O levels.

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watched the national day parade repeat telecast today. (this is a topic sentence, or at least supposed to be.)watched it for the first time as i was out and away during national day, being at places without any live telecast of the parade which happened at THE padang. the stage was in the center. cool and interesting but the positioning of the choir disturbs me. utterly. okay, i must say that

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say it.yes, i have no life. hmpf.1. your gynaecologistas i read on brandon's his is jiali. but then again, he's a guy (right?). i'm confused.if i were a woman, and my genitals have problems, i would want rebekah.2. your son's wifethis is provided i've donated my sperm to crystal/helen.shazzy of course. but they need to have build in stereo and surround sound in the apartment, or else.. you get

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Knew the signsWasn't rightI was stupid for a whileSwept away by youAnd now I feel like a foolSo confused,My heart's bruisedWas I ever loved by you?Out of reach, so farI never had your heartOut of reach,Couldn't seeWe were neverMeant to beCatch myselfFrom despairI could drownIf I stay hereKeeping busy everydayI know I will be OKBut I wasSo confused,My heart's bruisedWas I ever loved by you?Out of

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typically we classify mats (note: pronounced as muds) collectively as malay guys in tapered pants with obsessively uglily coloured hair. though this generalisation is always (yes) true, i am unfortunate to annouce the diversity of this rare species of human variations.we have the mats we see on the streets. those dwelling in the east will normally spot them at tampines bus interchange, hovering

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ok, cho want to sell his dim sum tickets to me. but its 68bucks!! argh. okay my mom is gonna yell at me if i ask her for it cos i just asked for the stupid SDD 30bucks thinggy. crap. bad timing! but i really really want to go (and make dawn happy) blah! but 68bucks, too much la... argh! how how? ok, asked ken whether he wanted to catch it later in the week but he could only give a definite

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it seems that these few days i have nothing much to offer as reads. but i shall attempt to ramble on nonsensical rubbish and whatevr that comes to my mind as i am typing this entry. i have no raunchy gossips about how the dim sum dollies are, the FOH and obviously the beefy guys backstage and how they prance on stage in their pink undies. everythings a blur and foggy now.i was even thinking if i

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being at social gatherings sometimes is very weird. for some moment i somewhat felt as though i know what rohana thinks of such parties and why she avoided them. well tonight khalies' bbq was one of those occasions where i felt really awkward and everything was rather contrived, in a sense that every knows each other say hello and gives acknowledgement and then do their stuff. sorry to say this

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procrastination.been like a week plus since i've updated this.thanks my visitors. haha, taggie yeah!slept over at fab's house yesterday.pain. pleasure. excitement.details wont be divulged here. hahah.he sent me to school like at 6.25 am.my ever first to be in school when its still dark.and the first to arrive in school. ha.amazing, i've set a record man!felt that din haf much sleep though we

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yes keegan its very long since i ever posted a proper entry. it's usually songs or some random poems (which i hope you people understand). well, i must say the songs/poems were not meaningless, they're just a replacement of what i was thinking/feeling, though the songs had their limitations in emoting the true feelings. yup. okay whatever.haha, it beens a rather weird week. good and bad. dunn

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before partingA month or twain to live on honeycombIs pleasant; but one tires of scented time,Cold sweet recurrence of accepted rhyme,And that strong purple under juice and foamWhere the wine's heart has burst;Nor feel the latter kisses like the first.Once yet, this poor one time; I will not prayEven to change the bitterness of it,The bitter taste ensuing on the sweet,To make your tears fall

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I wake up in the darkSilence brings me to my sensesI wonder where you areThen I feel a pain, a pain in my heartCause I’m living without your loveAnd I’m all alone for the first timeAnd it doesn’t seem to be a dreamA dream that will be overAll the words you saidWeren’t enough to fool this heartacheMemories in my headAren’t enough to stop me falling apartCause I’m living without your loveAnd maybe

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We don't even talk anymoreAnd we don't even know what we argue aboutDon't even say I love you no more'Cause saying how we feel is no longer allowedSome people will work things outAnd some just don't know how to changeLet's not wait till the water runs dryWe might watch our whole lives pass us byLet's not wait till the water runs dryWe'll make the biggest mistake of our livesDon't do it, babyNow..

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I was five and he was six We rode on horses made of sticks He wore black and I wore white He would always win the fight Bang bang, he shot me down Bang bang, I hit the ground Bang bang, that awful sound Bang bang, my baby shot me down. Seasons came and changed the time When I grew up, I called him mine He would always laugh and say "Remember when we used to play?" Bang bang, I shot you down Bang

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me and crystal gave a workshop on costume designing.its really fun cos you are more experienced doing it and you can share your little tales of doing costume.*i floated the day like on a little red balloon.the balloon carried me high in the clouds.i was part of the air. a red ball among the fluffy puff.forgetting that the earth is beneath the string.four weeks and i filled my balloon with

kh.bitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06235752159817102765noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6372544.post-1121071073077615492005-07-11T16:30:00.000+08:002005-07-11T16:37:56.056+08:00

tsd practicals have definitely ended.it was i think a great end to my jc-theatre education.THANK YOU TSD!my life would have been utterly different without YOU.lofty, poonie, and daxter!our beloved teachers.i hope i've done you proud, with icarus.thank you for all the guidance.thank you juniors. i love you guys loads.i will definitely not forget all the slotting times.now i'm suffering from body

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hello.i shall not post a depressing entry.today was the first night of public p. and wow, it was quite a blast. ended with the best duologue i've ever seen in my entire tsd life - it was brilliant. michelle and lynn =). though i din watch any performances before mine, i heard it was a splendid night! ikan bilis went very good. wow, calin is i guess crazy over the piece. yes i got quite hot and

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Swallow it up for the sound of my screaming cannot cease for the fear of silent night Oh how I long for the deep sleep dreaming the goddess of imaginary lightits interesting how i'm experiencing so much things now but i cant put it in words.public p commence tomorrow.group piece.ikan bilis will rock your socks.sunday. icarus =)come watch watch.ok maybe not.haha.nothing in my head to crap out now,

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fresh new look of littlemissbitchy.i kept the same concept, in tune with libera's silencium (be patient and you can hear it playing on my blog soon).its been like i think a week. hm.. 3 weeks since i knew him and 3 weeks. gone.avoidance? i dunno lah, i dun care. maybe i dun want to show i care but, ah dunno lah. just confused.i think im getting over it.ha. loads of BETTER stuff have been

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im happy for dawn, for getting rafael.and of course i think i'm happy for myself too.i've just introduced a triplet for des' and cho's.wee.. after a very long hiatus away from nokia, i've finally succumbed to the mutual calling of that brand. i can honestly say, i can never run away from a n's fone. and this time round its easy to type my smses! oh gawd - that means more smses. haha.i'm quite

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i was thinking. it was a perfect macth. i liked the intellectual connection we had.i don't know whether i could find someone like that again. i dunno when, but it will be very long before that happens and someone like that come into my life again.oh how i'm missing it, the person.avoidance seems to be the theme now. but i guess it takes time.not all break ups ended in heated arguments.i dun think

kh.bitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06235752159817102765noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6372544.post-1119541322518547222005-06-23T23:33:00.000+08:002005-06-23T23:42:02.523+08:00

today was a happy day.morningnoonnighti love geogers (and yes weed, hehe) and of course the mathsters.GP, though boring, was fun. the sight of my classmates was just rejuvenating.off to lunch at east coast, into the sea.and off for geog.sad, yes, it was ms lian's last lesson with us, or rather with anyone in VJ. oh dear, we are so gonna miss her. but erica, yes i know vaguely how u feel but u

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what rohana said stuck with me for quite sometime now. i pushed it aside when i found cyborg, knowing what she said was justa mere opinion and knowing my life was nice, blissful then. having cyborg by my side sharing my sweet bitter sorrows and our little laughters. apparently that ended. and rohana's words were very true. its been 2 weeks since i've seen cyborg, and a week since i heard from him

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