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:: Sunday, February 29, 2004 ::
All you ever wanted to know about flirting but were afraid to ask...:: Wednesday, February 25, 2004 :: SOMEBODY tried to burn down the clubroom today. Apparently bear porn isn't good enough for her as a distraction. Some other smart person gave the burning a headstart by dumping toilet paper in it. And it promptly got out of hand. The only thing I could think to do was smother the fire, so I overturned the rubbish bin on top of the fire, which I think would have been faster than trying to douse it out with water from some other smart person's waterbottle. Unfortunately, the downside was that part of the basket would inevitably get singed, and now there's a horrible smell. I swear, I did tell them to take it outside, but would they listen? Young kids these days! :: nimezs @ 11:35 pm [+] :: ... :: Tuesday, February 24, 2004 :: Go here. You will go here because I said so. It's not great and I think my drawing has deproved because I haven't drawn in ages, but I really liked the LOTR twist at the beginning. Well, when I drew it, it was event appropriate due to the release of ROTK, but hey, press delays are inevitable. :: nimezs @ 3:47 am [+] :: ... I have remarkably interesting posts, if I do say so myself. At least they're interesting to me. I will keep posting old posts and maybe one day my blog will run in cycles. That would be... interesting. Popularity.:: Sunday, February 22, 2004 :: The MRT. Can't live with it, can't live without it. I hate the MRT for so many reasons, but I need it for so many other ones too. Anyhow, here's what got me annoyed:- Graceless Singaporeans. See, they put those yellow lines so that we'd, you know, have somewhere to stand when we're giving way to passengers coming out from the train. But, of course, no one ever pays attention to the yellow lines, and everyone's all "each for his own". I'd be standing behind the yellow lines, and I swear, as the train pulls into the station, people move directly into the path marked out for the passengers to alight. Even if I was standing there before them. They just move around me, sometimes unhappily, as if I was doing something wrong by allowing the poor people in the train to get off first. Well, whatever. Things like that just get me pissed everytime I take the MRT during peak hour, but I assume it's too much to ask for, given our kiasu mentality. And what's with the sand in Sentosa? It's sticks to everything! They don't have grains of sand... it's like flakes of ... who knows what. So hard to brush off. :: nimezs @ 11:26 pm [+] :: ... :: Saturday, February 21, 2004 :: You know how sometimes you can have a sad dream and then for the rest of the day you feel so washed out, so flat, so depressed? I dreamt a lot last night, but I can only remember one part of it, and I remember that I cried, but I'm not sure why. :: nimezs @ 3:36 pm [+] :: ... :: Thursday, February 19, 2004 :: "Earthbound" - Connor Reeves You took me higher than I've ever been Now that we're strangers I've come down again Back to the real world, back to the real world Back to the ground, not high above it, Without your loving, now I'm earthbound Because your loving lifted me above it all, Without it, it's leaving me so far to fall (But I) I hope you find what you're looking for, I never thought there could be anymore... But if you really have to go, you take the high I'll take the low, But when you leave me don't you know, You leave me earthbound. You took me higher than I've been Now that we're strangers, I've come down again Back to the real world, back to the real world, Back to the ground. Not high above it, up where the love is, Now I'm earthbound. Because we used to say we were far away, Because our loving took us to another place, And it's so hard for me to face But if you really have to go, You take the high I'll take the low, But when you leave me don't you know, You leave me earthbound... I liked this song way back in Secondary School, I think, but I never knew the name. Thanks Jo. :: nimezs @ 11:59 pm [+] :: ... :: Monday, February 16, 2004 :: My friend's MSN nick is currently "Just remember. If I were to stand between you and God, I am nearer to him." I think it's a very interesting statement, image-wise. But are you facing Him? :: nimezs @ 11:30 pm [+] :: ... I now remember why I don't usually wear skirts. It's because I don't have nice underwear. I don't know if this is some kind of poetic justice or something, but as punishment for sleeping late, I can't wake up late because the house next to me is undergoing renovations AND DRILLING STARTS AT 10 am!:: Saturday, February 14, 2004 :: Finally, someone has agreed with me on the point that William Hung is being exploited for his inability to perform. Read the Life section of the Straits Times. Tell me that you admire his spirit, sure, but this is getting a little out of hand. There's no need to go all fan-girl/fan-boy over him. Why on earth would you want to buy his album if he ever produced one? You might as well buy MY album, and I can definitely dance better... "damn hot" even. (hahaha) I mean, this I know for a fact - You laughed when he sang. You must've. You only felt sorry for him later when he was shot down, and everything else is a ludicrous method of disguising the perpetuation of your amusement about the whole shebang, pun intended. Admit it. You've felt sorry for him, you admired his brief stand against Simon's harshness (which was certainly warranted), but let's move on. There's nothing to see here. Wild card for American Idol 3? Please, spare me. It's a clever excuse to make more people watch the show. There's no way he could be an American Idol. Try Hongkong or China even. Don't bother about trying to get a share of the American Dream, because baby, it ain't gonna happen if you're a Chink and you look like you're FOB. I believe in being realistically racist and sexist. And he's not even an attractive female. The only reason why anyone who's only known about William Hung through American Idol should "love" him or "want to marry" him is if he is indeed as his surname suggests. I'm rude? Well at least I'm not you. :: nimezs @ 6:45 pm [+] :: ... Mmm, yeah, so it's Valentine's Day already. I didn't draw like I wanted to, and I've spent half of the day sleeping and staring at some kind of screen. I haven't quite decided if I'm just pathetic or it's the horrible reality of what February 14th is really all about. I'm rooting for the latter, because you know, if you don't love yourself, who will? If anyone can tell me where this song is from and who composed it, I would be oh-so-grateful. That means very. Grateful. I'm a secret flower lover. Anyway, I'm in a particularly good mood today because I recieved 6 roses! Thank you thank you thank you!! I'm sorry I didn't get you guys anything but I wasn't expecting such an onslaught of roses. Hehehe... Admittedly I did give one away, but well, what are roses for if not to make other people happy too?:: Thursday, February 12, 2004 :: Flipside how soon will you know? Euphrosyne 17th Flipside you'll be abroad at that time Euphrosyne I know Flipside well... y'know... my knack for stating the obvious Euphrosyne yes. I often am amazed by your powers of observation. You make everything seem so clear. Flipside thank you. i have spent many many years developing this skill Euphrosyne i am ever in awe of you. Flipside i know. it's cool, innit? Dedicated to you, Lyndon, because I love ya. Miss you loads. :: nimezs @ 11:51 pm [+] :: ... 2 more days.:: Wednesday, February 11, 2004 :: It's hard for me to post anything serious and thoughtful when I'm in a good mood. And I am, in a relatively good mood. I feel particularly stable this year, although I do still crave for a better half. -grin- Nonetheless, it's not something I require at the moment, though it'd be nice, of course. Let's talk about Valentine's Day and all the misconceptions that surround it. Why do some people think that V-day is the only day they can be romantic, or especially so? Say, for instance, you're wooing someone... why wait till V-day to express how much you care? It should be in everyday acts. Certainly, go ahead, shower her with gifts on the big day itself, but show her that you care even before that. And, contrary to popular belief, doing something romantic for a girl does not necessarily make her swoon. There IS a pre-req for it. One, she has to be at least receptive to romance from you. Two, she has to find you attractive. I can't exactly put it in words very well, but the gist of what I'm saying is that, if she isn't doesn't like or think of you in that way..... Your whole romance schtick is going to blow up in your face, (i.e. She's going to freak out... majorly. Even if she is expecting it. Heheh.) And what's with all this "expressing your love" stuff? Come on. I bet you don't even know what "love" is. I mean, okay, "expressing your lust" for someone might be a tad off, but... it's closer to the truth than love. Valentine's Day is so not about love. Here's a few things it might be about, though. 1) Crass commercialization of the concept of "love". (okay, maybe I say this about EVERY holiday, but it IS true...) 2) An excuse to try your luck with the lusted after one. 3) A day for some couples to bask in the warm feeling they think is called love. 4) A day for some other couples to get lucky with each other. 5) A day for remembrance of friendships. I'm sorry. I can't be entirely cynical. V-day is... (sigh) essentially, a nice day, if you do take note of it. You get gifts, you distribute them to your friends... You get a warm fuzzy feeling when your friendships are reaffirmed with the tokens received on the day, when you know thought and effort was put into the gift, regardless of how small or how cheap. And flowers.... everywhere on that day, maybe not all, maybe not even any for you, but nonetheless, there's beauty everywhere. Man. What a time for PMS. Oh, and guys... don't beat around the bush. Just ask, because frankly speaking, there's no incentive for Singaporean girls to take the initiative. She probably guesses you like her, but I'll bet she's not going to make any move until you make it official. :: nimezs @ 12:15 am [+] :: ... :: Tuesday, February 10, 2004 :: 4 days to V-Day. Let's set the mood. How To Impress A Woman: * Wine her, * Dine her, * Call her, * Hug her, * Support her, * Hold her, * Surprise her, * Compliment her, * Smile at her, * Listen to her, * Laugh with her, * Cry with her, * Romance her, * Encourage her, * Believe in her, * Pray with her, * Pray for her, * Cuddle with her, * Shop with her, * Give her jewelry, * Buy her flowers, * Hold her hand, * Write love letters to her, * Go to the end of the Earth and back again for her. How To Impress A Man: * Show up ....naked... Bring food & beer... Don't block the TV. You know... a light-hearted mood for all the singles out there... =) :: nimezs @ 11:10 pm [+] :: ... :: Monday, February 09, 2004 :: It's blossomed and flowered! My page, that is. Yes, I know it's distracting, but I felt like it, and why should I care about you anyway? Not too pleased about colours though. Recommendations? :: nimezs @ 2:10 am [+] :: ... :: Friday, February 06, 2004 :: 'Sam'* threw me over his shoulder today and ran to the club room. I pulled my arm muscle a little and the bumpy 30 seconds I was on his shoulder were the most ... embarrassing moments of my pre-adult life. I can't remember how it started because I'm pretty sure my mind is shunting the entire incident into the darkest recesses of my memory. It probably involved something like the following exchange: "You can't carry me." "Wanna bet?" That was the first (and I hope the last) time anyone, girls included, has carried me in a fireman's lift. Okay, I must admit, it was... interesting. The next time I'm in some guy's arms however, I hope it'll be less uncomfortable. He is awfully strong for a hobbit. But then again, he did say I was light. =/ *If you're reading this for the first time, I realise I should not have put the names of people I know. Not that I really care about their identity or anything, but I worry about them killing me if they find out. If you don't know who 'Sam' is... too -ing bad. :: nimezs @ 11:50 pm [+] :: ... You know how everyone has a weak spot? Well, I've discovered my weak spot and it's a blind spot too. -lazy grin- Perhaps it's tempting fate here, to tell you that you could probably make me do anything using this "blind, weak spot" but you'd have to know what it is to manipulate me. Sure, you might be able to make a really good guess as to what this blind spot is - something that I'd drop everything I was doing for, regardless of consequences, because it's that important to me.:: Tuesday, February 03, 2004 :: I realise "Make fun of friendster messages" week has lasted for oh... about... a month? haha... Well, here's another message or really, string of messages that I got. Him: Hihi. Me: Yea, I'm here, what's up? Him: ermm.. care to be frens? Me: Sure. Let's see if we can. *dramatic music plays* Will he reply? Will I laugh in his face? Or will a romance blossom and flower in time for the annual Lover's day? Tune in next week for another exciting installment of "As the Grass Grows"! :: nimezs @ 11:49 pm [+] :: ... :: Sunday, February 01, 2004 :: Ah, the popularity of the American Unidol. http://www.williamhung.net/ :: nimezs @ 1:13 am [+] :: ...
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