Monday, December 17, 2007
Good grief, it’s a wonder that dust doesn’t puff up on the screen whenever a mouse clicks on link to this stagnant and lifeless blog [IF anyone even bother to drop by]… >.<> – with phantom classmates… =X ], this minute strip of space on virtual reality is banished to an online wasteland, languishing and awaiting the day its existence finally fades away into oblivion completely… Ignoring the egoistic claim in the previous sentence x-P, this dead space was probably well on its journey to its quiet demise; my fresh footprints here possibly extended its lifespan by say…180 days? =S heh… Ambitious as it sounds, but a warm human presence may very well transform the disrepair and despair into a vibrant.......EARTH TO MYSELF!....ahem, a modest and updated establishment… x-) A dose of realism is always handy to cushion the sharp plunge from lofty aspirations to harsh reality, especially when being a part of an existence as fractured as that within the namesake of this blog… >.<
Though the segregation of the two camps only extended slightly beyond the end of the movie, the reunion did not last long [heck, I didn’t manage to capture a group shot of whoever was there. UGH. Imagine the frustration of an avid amateur photographer as the photo opportunity simply kept dancing beyond her grasp. Heh…x-P ]. Concessions from all parties did not gel us together for long due to a stroke of rotten luck; the timing and location was simply not our side. The initial buzz of excitement of heading to Mind’s Café, a novelty for most of us [it’s really a pity; if my party of 5 had a blast there, the fun would have been amplified by the number of us who were present then… >.< ] evaporated upon reaching a café enjoying business from a full house, and with the heat and exhaustion of walking the considerable distance only to be greeted by disappointment setting in, we found our way to Paradiz Centre [a clone of Coronation Plaza undergoing a major facelift. Coro needs one as well. x-P ]. Our intention of having lunch together went unfulfilled [for most of us anyway], for there was only a pathetic food court with several sleepy stalls in a flood of harsh fluorescent lighting [alright, some would say it was falsely cheery and bright… =X ] and we went on our separate ways from there; some guys, flush with cash, off to relieve their fat wallets of money at the arcade, the girls to indulge in retail therapy =D and some others who headed home [possibly disgruntled. =S ]
(Personal note: Retail therapy is pure bliss, especially after a prolonged period of confinement with only books and notes for company, but certainly not when everyone is volunteering to give you a makeover. Regardless of the number of people queuing up to bash me up if I say this, but it is NOT an honour. Haha… )
Chalet 07! =D
F L U T T E R E D ; 12:59 am
DA GREATS
o6s17.
National JC .
bunch of 17 year-olds .
one 18 year-old gal .
one 19 year-old gal .
and one 20 year-old gal .
school lovers..? .
we LOVE our CT x-D .
we hate boot-lickers .
OUR FAVES
bananas!
. chocolate . fortune cookies/sandwiches
. weili's fortunes .
ourselves..alot. x-P
OUR HATES
um..mm?
OUR
WISHLIST
pass
commons with flying colours . (uhh
yeah, sum of us did =S )
pass promos with flying colours .
(yup,
many more did well 4 promos =) )
pass
As
with flying colours
.
NJC
vivian
chenye
jia fang
xiu han
keshia
jehanne
jin ru
deborah
na'imah
wei li
wen xu
ferarina
beng hui
claire
ying han
sherman
kelvin
mian jun
raj
see kai (SK1)
shi kai(SK2)
bo yuan
hun kiat
teng kiat
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Welcome note on cover page: Elvish Ring
"Read into Us": Fat (Scroll to look for the font named “Fat”)
"Reminisces": Soft Sugar
"Our Footprints": Cocaine Sans, Far East (Scroll to look for the font named “Far East”)
"We.Ourselves.Us": Balthazar
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