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anh said,
garlic escargot taste like garlic bread!

.....yeah soggy ones

So Today

So today marked the first time I played for the full service in SJSM. I can't remember the first time I played in FMC=(

but I guess my playing hasn't changed much since then, unfortunately, just maybe I hit a little harder now cos everyone tells me I hit too "unconfidently".

but I still can't do fill ins. =((
but I was glad to see even though my playing may not be so good and mistakes were made, soem people's hands were still raised up high worshipping our God.

So it IS possible that it may be not so tough worshipping with "bad" music?

So if you read my other blog, songsandlyricsilove, i posted about nooma.

Moonlight instrumental is playing now.


PS. Thanks row for praying.... fervently=D

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The other day, my Chindian (yay see how racially harmonious i am=D) friend, Irenaeus mentioned a past post, and I went to look at it.


CRINGE.
egads why I do I talk like that? so.. eww. bleh. That is why I cannot read past posts. I will want to rip it out like i did to my previous diary. HArhar.

So do forgive I sound irritating or cringe-worthy.

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So lets talk about my exotic friend Irenaeus. She BEGGED me not to blog about her. But well, she izz szooo Spezial. heh.
nuff said.



























Haha no lah. I* (her name is very hard to spell) is fun, sporting and funny. yeah. she's so cool you know. she's the kind that can wear football shoes and high ACSI socks and yet get away with it. The kind that can have hairy legs and get away with it cos she has nice dark coppery skin.
the kind that has nice curly hair that looks good no matter what the style. the kind that can talk to anyone though she says she's *shy*.

and she really responsible about her brother. the younger one. and thinks he's sooo cute which is a good thing for an elder sis to think .i think.
HAHAHAHAHAH okay lar. its normal. i think my brother was cute as a peanut when he was young. really.!If i was back home I'll put up a pic of him in a green samfoo.

Okay, I'm afraid of talking too much in case i sound Cringey.


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Oh yeah, an addition to the UNcool post about my roomate.

Ahem.

My roommate is so UNcool, she wants to join the local community's BRISK WALKING CLUB.
and she really is serious about flower arranging.
Oh well, everyone to their own....?

I gasp when I saw this photo (really)

i want to be able to take photos like these.
check out this photographer by clicking on title above.

btw, I really like the photog bag shootsac she's selling. "hint hint*

also, check this one out too. quite romantic i would say. husband and wife team.

http://bebbblog.squarespace.com/display/ShowJournal?moduleId=855765¤tPage=8

Crippled

it never goes away..







xxEditxx
But after, God is there

!!!!!

MY sister asked me to do this personality test some myer brigg thingy.

I'm an ISTP. Read more about me=) *click title*

scrolling down,I find that I'm like HEDDA GABLER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(actually yes i secretly think i would in that situation at that time)

Bfawr!

the 'beh' produces a plosive effect,

suggesting frustration, anger and disgust.

Well, bugger blatantly bothered me brashly make me bristle and brew and boil.

ISTEE CHEAH RU JII!!!

NEXT TIME TELL ME WHEN YOU"RE COMIN DOWN!! SO I"LL GET MY WORK DONE=(

It has been increasingly frustrating for me to continue with this blog. I feel there are no substance to many of the post. They lack depth of thought, and are just mere flippancies of what I wanted to say at that moment.

It is rather embarrasing to read what I have posted in the last few days and cringe at the non-sensical matter that I blog about. Things that do not connect, showing that I do not think about what I am typing about.

Well, thats a formal way to put it.

UNcool post

One day, my roomate-chian-who-puts-up-with-the-insuffereable-me and I walked to West Coast to grab some grub.

On the way, we saw the West Coast Community Centre and talked about it. Like whether us foreigners can join and flower arranging courses. Which Chian brought up of course.

Chian-she's so cool says:
Eh, let's join the the flower arranging course!

Prisca- ever cool as a cucumber says:
FLOWER ARRANGING! That's like for aunties! What the!! So UNCOOL! (heh)

Chian- she's so cool says:
What! Flower arranging is cool okay. There's MUCH MORE TO IT!

Prisca- ever cool as a cucumberr says:
yeah like arranging it into shapes like a triangle...

Chian- she's so cool says:
Whatever.. I'm going to ask my friends to join the course with me!

Anyways, the why-on-earth-are-we-even-talking-about-this conversation was soemthing like that.

Then I started saying:
Hey! I should blog about this!!! HAHAAH Like, my roomate is so UNcool that she thinks flower arranging is cool!

Then I started thinking of other things. And hence this is the UNcool post that I threatened her with and she pretends to be unfazed about.

Ahem...
My roommate is so UNcool that she thinks flower arranging courses are kewl!!!
My roommate is so UNcool that her style is FBTs and grey crocs!
My roommate is so UNcool that ..... she doesn't think I'm cool.

Okay.. so that's not much to write. but there was so much before. I just can't remember.
OR this feels mean.
but since she says "No one reads your blog anyhow" I'm gonna leave it up here. and edit it from time to time.

Click on this to see my childhood

Joseph Gordon Levitt is so hot now. Not then.

Ben Renfro proves the theory that if you're good looking when you're young, you won't be when you're old and vice versa.

Regret/Wrong choices/Right Choices

I hate making decisions.Cos there's a 50/50 chance it's the wrong decision. One pro I didn't count. Or one con.

One choice I kind of regret now is not going to Ivan's party. For a few reasons=( actually just one. and a few smaller ones. but there were many smaller ones that made me not go but they don't matter anymore. =((

super =( okay. haha.

But ONE THING I DONT REGRET, is going for the Esplanade Sparks workshop -King Lear: THe Avoidance of Love.

Now, it's an essay on KL, and someone said, aiya why dont you jsut read the essay, and other reasons made me doubt going. but in the end I went! with xinling and pinchian in tow. '

it was good! even though I didn't capture everythign there was to capture. But it left me something INSIGHTFUL to say during IOC. MUAHAHHAHAHA.

I think the best part was the way it was presented, (although I'm sorry to say I don't quite like the narrator guy. ) I think secretly what made it good was seeing all the "stars" Haha. but local stars with calibre.

You know, since being inSingapore I've come to know of a few people who to me, are a little bit better in soem fields that I'm interested in so I respect and admire/envy them. it also makes me want to get to know them better, but i am too cowardly and not so quick on my feet to say something interesting and insightful to be worthy enough to hold a conversation with them. well, so I think. Then i after that I think of the opportunity that passed and... aiyah.. oh well.

one day I'll be as good as them. Or somethign like that. or not be afraid of people I look up to. embrace them in a way