Delirious Dreams
s t a r m | s t July 29th, 2004
I’m done! All four essays done! *delirious*
I’m. off. to. sleep. yay!
Archive for July, 2004
With Love
s t a r m | s t July 29th, 2004
Happy Birthday, sis! Sorry I haven’t had the time to buy your present yet. haha.. Rushing four projects which are to be handed in tmr! Hope you had fun last night~ 
A Rose By Any Other Name
s t a r m | s t July 25th, 2004
My japanese name is ?? Akimoto (autumn book) ??? Kumiko (eternal beautiful child).
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Strange, and I thought my name has something to do with snow and bells.
Faux Pas
s t a r m | s t July 23rd, 2004
After a project discussion on the topic of Prostitution:
BS: Hey, ask you guys, the Vagina woman said something about us having to…
(Cheryl, Ms Ho and I exchanged looks of shock, amazement and confusion)
Cheryl: Vagina??
Ms Ho: ??!?!
Me: huh!!?
BS: (uncertain) You know, the lecturer… The one who taught us ‘Careers At Work’ in Melbourne… She asked us to..
Ms Ho: Virginia, BS, her name is Virginia!!!
Kiss Kiss
s t a r m | s t July 17th, 2004
One of those boring days when I have to stay home to do essays.
You have an entrancing kiss~ the kind that leaves
your partner bedazzled and maybe even feeling
he/she is dreaming. Quite effective; the kiss
that never lessens and always blows your
partner away like the first time.
What kind of kiss are you?
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The Letter
s t a r m | s t July 14th, 2004
Mother passing by her daughter’s bedroom was astonished to see the bed was nicely made and everything was picked up. Then she saw an envelope propped up prominently on the center of the bed. It was addressed, “Mom.” With the worst premonition, she opened the envelope and read the letter with trembling hands:Dear Mom,
It is with great regret and sorrow that I’m writing you. I had to elope with my new boyfriend because I wanted to avoid a scene with Dad and you. I’ve been finding real passion with John and he is so nice - even with all his piercings, tattoos, beard, and his motorcycle clothes. But it’s not only the passion, mom, I’m pregnant and John said that we will be very happy.
He already owns a trailer in the woods and has a stack of firewood for the whole winter. He wants to have many more children with me and that’s now one of my dreams too.
John taught me that marijuana doesn’t really hurt anyone and we’ll be growing it for us and trading it with his friends for all the cocaine and ecstasy we want. In the meantime, we’ll pray that science will find a cure for AIDS so John can get better; he sure deserves it!!
Don’t worry Mom, I’m 18 years old now and I know how to take care of myself. Some day I’m sure we’ll be back to visit so you can get to know your grandchildren.
Your daughter,
Judith
PS : Mom, none of the above is true. I’m over at the neighbor’s house. I just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than my report card that’s in my desk center drawer. I love you! Call when it is safe for me to come home.
Beebs’ Words of Wisdom
s t a r m | s t July 12th, 2004
Thought this was pretty inspiring.
A good man is like a good painting. It is bound to attract a lot of other people who will appreciate it and like it (which is precisely the beauty of a good painting). And you appreciating and liking it only goes to show you have great taste. But more importantly than that, is that the painting is now with you, and yours to keep.
The difference between a painting and a man is that the painting is inanimate and the man you love is not. In fact he’s an individual with a powerful tool — the power of choice. And despite the many people who appreciate his beauty, he has chosen YOU~!
Thanks, Beebs…
Glen the Man
s t a r m | s t July 10th, 2004
Happy Birthday, Glen, you’re an old man now.
The gang decided to congregate at PartyWorld (why? why? why such a Beng-ish/Lian-ish place??)for a karaoke session to celebrate the man’s birthday, and surprise, surprise, I joined them despite the late timing..
As some of you know, I cannot hold a tune to save my life so it was kind of ironic that I went for the KTV session. But I had a great time, and it helped that one of my first few friends I’ve made in SIM turned up as well.
Pretty babe, isn’t she?
Guy Talk
s t a r m | s t July 6th, 2004
(A recent exchange with the other half)
Him: Hey, why don’t you try taking Evening Primrose Oil pills? Maybe it will help improve your complexion?
Me: Er, dear. It’s meant for women.
Him: Really? My mom says it’s good for the skin.
Me: Yes, it is. But it’s more for women and hormonal balance.
Him: (horrified look) Shit. Will I grow breasts? Thank goodness I’ve stopped taking it. I’m going to scold my mom.
Me: It’s also for women with PMS lah.
Him: Oh. See, then it works wat.
Me: What do you mean?
Him: I’ve never had PMS. Ever. So it must have worked.
Me: …….
