s t a r m | s t November 26th, 2004
Xtomic is going places.
To the Esplanade for one.
A year ago, our song-signing bit at the Children’s Charity Fair caught Cheryl Miles’ (the babe of the pop group CCCrush, formerly known as Cherry Chocolate Candy) attention. Impressed and intrigued by the beauty of sign language and how we integrate it into music, she got the contact of an Xtomic member and has since combined the two groups together for one performance; the Olympic Swatch watch launch, and became Xtomic’s mentor for the hip hop dance ‘Where Is The Love’.
Last night, Xtomic guest-performed for CCCrush’s concert at the Esplanade. And as you can see from the pictures below, besides performing, we had lots of fun…….
Bullying the guys of Xtomic…
Stopping CT from doing what he wants to do.
Pushing Taurus into the (extremely small) fire extinguisher room.
Posing for artistic shots…
Pretending to be celebrities…
Doing the girl-bonding bit…
Because Xtomic had only one song to perform, we had a fair bit of free time (thus all those comical shots). It was a great performance nonetheless and we left our mark for Esplanade. 
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s t a r m | s t November 23rd, 2004
Graduation night.
The significance of it.
The closure of school life.
The beginning of a new chapter.
What does life have in store for me?
Smiling faces
Dancing eyes
Words of promises
Will friendship bonds fall apart when the night is over?
s t a r m | s t November 21st, 2004
Why, oh why, must this cost $830???
s t a r m | s t November 19th, 2004
One of the most difficult decisions I’ve ever made in a long, long while.
The saddest too.
But I know it has to be done.
ANYWAY,
You,
Happy 22nd Birthday
May you always walk in sunshine
Slumber warm when night winds blow
May you always live with laughter
For a smile becomes you so.
May good fortune find your doorway
May the blue bird sing your song
May no trouble travel your way
May no worry stay too long.
Love, me.
s t a r m | s t November 14th, 2004
You were the sweetest thing that I ever knew
But I don’t care for sugar honey if I can’t have you
Since you’ve abandoned me
My whole life has crashed
Won’t you pick the pieces up
‘Cause it feels just like I’m walking on broken glass
Walking on walking on broken glass
The sun’s still shining in the big blue sky
But it don’t mean nothing to me
Oh let the rain come down
Let the wind blow through me
I’m living in an empty room
With all the windows smashed
And I’ve got so little left to lose
That it feels just like I’m walking on broken glass
Walking on walking on broken glass
And I’ve you trying to cut me down
You know that I might bleed
Cause if you’re trying to cut me down
I know that you’ll succeed
And if you want to hurt me
There’s nothing left to fear
‘Cause if you want to hurt me
You’re doing really well my dear
Walking on walking on broken glass
Dumbo, see, now you got me listening to this… All the best for your exams.. Let me know once you’re back in Sg k?
s t a r m | s t November 10th, 2004
Do my sister and I really look that different? It’s amusing to see people’s reactions when they discover us as siblings.(Back in those good ol’ Singtel days)Sister came to Tower 1 from Tower 2 to pass some stuff to a manager.Me (waved and smiled at her): Hallo..Curious guy P: New girl, your friend?Me (matter-of-factly): She’s my sister.Curious guy P (without hesitation and not without a trace of smugness): Yeah, right!!!Me (taken aback): Really, she’s two years older than me. Her name is A******. She..Curious guy P (interrrupted arrogantly): Riggghhhttt.. As if! Show me both of your ICs if you dare. Haha. *smirk*I obediently went over, got my sister’s IC and took mine out to show him the proof, and enjoyed seeing Curious guy P become Open-mouthed-speechless-not-so-smug-and-arrogant-now-guy P.(After an Xtomic practice)Sister and I decided to take a cab home.Blur guy C: Are you two going to take a cab home together?Sister (puzzled): Yeah?Blur guy C: So you two live near each other?Sister: Erm, we live in the same house…..Me (quietly): And our rooms are opposite each other…
s t a r m | s t November 6th, 2004
I felt my heart stop, I don’t know when it happened.
I think it was some time in the last few days
in the middle of the night, while it was raining, when the rain turned golden under the lights in the pgp foyer
it stopped, and it said “i give up”, and it ran away.
but then something else happened. i think it was life? so i thought about the something else, and i forgot that my heart had stopped.
I wonder who else has a stopped heart. it’s easy to hide because nobody can see it. not even yourself, sometimes.
so my heart ran away. i don’t know where it went.
it’s hard living without a heart. all the feelings have nowhere to go, and they mess around in my little room, fighting with each other. feelings have feelings too you know. they don’t always get along.
when i get into bed, all the feelings are there, crowding with me. it’s hard to sleep when there’s more than just you on the bed, and the bed is so small and feels like a rock. i lie down and i get up again, i lie down and i get up again. i try to study. well, the exams are coming. but i can’t sleep..
I kind of miss my heart..have you seen it? could you return it to me please?
This melancholic poetic piece is not written by me but by one of the other half’s friend, Sandra. I hope she doesn’t mind me putting it up here. See, thing is… I think it’s impressive. It struck a chord in me, (I’m sure some of you will relate to this too) and verbalised all the emotions and thoughts that are stuck within myself.
If you happen to find my heart, will you take good care of it?
s t a r m | s t November 6th, 2004
I can’t sleep tonight
Everybody’s saying everything is alright
still I can’t close my eyes
I’m seeing a tunnel at the end of all of these lights
Sunny days, where have you gone?
I get the strangest feeling you belong
why does it always rain on me?
Is it because I lied when I was seventeen?
Why does it always rain on me?
Even when the sun is shining I can’t avoid the lightning.
s t a r m | s t November 4th, 2004
— This entry has been left empty to respect the people involved and because everything that I’ve been thinking about is too private and is for somebody’s ears alone —
s t a r m | s t November 3rd, 2004
Bottom line is,
even if you see them coming, you’re not ready for the big moments
No one asks for their life to change, not really.
But it does. So, what, are we helpless? Puppets? No.
The big moments are gonna come, can’t help that.
It’s what you do afterwards that counts.
That’s when you find out who you are.
- Buffy the Vampire Slayer
