s t a r m | s t July 30th, 2007
how could seeing that not hurt? just two little words with a superscript s can destroy a person’s paper mache heart.
in the end, the closest thing to the truth came from he himself.
far away from here, i stand suspended in the night air and watch me sit silently in my room, heart bleeding, blood spilling on the floor. it is cold and it is chilly; i am here and i am there; and darkness surrounds both of us.
someone once said that men get over people / things / relationships fast, and i had wondered then how that is possible if love is love and feelings are feelings.
i still do not understand.
s t a r m | s t July 29th, 2007
I should really compile a mini-book on all these.. erm. liners they give.
Him: Excuse me for asking, but do you have any chinese blood in you?
Me [taken aback but amused at the same time]: Yes I do..
Him: Oh… You… have the loveliest blue eyes I have ever seen.
Me [natural reaction was to correct him, which became the lamest reply ever]: Actually.. they’re grey.
s t a r m | s t July 26th, 2007
From Luvphobia [who likes to torture me by giving me memes to do],
1. I like to - read. [In fact, I think I may take some time off today to go home and read. Not feeling too well. My head hurts ouchh.]
2. I am allowed - to make mistakes aren’t I?
3. My favourite part of my body is - my mind.
4. If i could fix one part of my body - my heart.
5. I hate - goodbyes of any kind.
6. If I could date a female celebrity, I would date - Nicole Kidman.
7. If i could date a male celebrity, it’s - Johnny Depp.
8. I’m attracted to - [let’s not go there.]
9. I hate it - when people who do not keep their word/promises.
10. I prefer to sleep - cuddled in my loved one’s embrace.
6 persons chosen to do this are:
Angel mei
Hina
Nadnut
Pawprints
RN
Sister
s t a r m | s t July 23rd, 2007
when two people split, the process is not a linear thing.
it works more like an intricate web of rubberbands where some are weaved together, some entangled, some twisted round, some tied with knots, and when one snaps, everything else happens all at the same time, but in different frequencies - thinning, loosening, stretching, unravelling. that’s how human relations are; everyone is connected, affected. everyone is linked, somehow or another.
links. links.
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s t a r m | s t July 22nd, 2007
Me: *saw bespectacled guy trying to get my attention, but ignored him*
Another guy from same group who looks very like Marquis xtomic’s dance instructor: *tap me on shoulder* Hey, would you like to come over and dance with us?
Me: *secretly panicky* Erm, no?
Guy: Can I dance with you then?
Me [trying to think of an excuse but blanked out ‘cos still panicky]: I’m with my friends.
Guy: Where are they?
Me: *gestured to the two babes*
Guy: Oh. Anyway, we’ll be right here. *gestured at present position* I’d like to get to know you better. If you want, you can come over to join us.
Me: Right.
Guy: *mumbled something indistinct*
Me: What??
Guy: What’s your name?
Me: It’s ‘Not Interested’.
Guy: Oh.. Untouchable huh?
Me: Yep.
Then again, the last time I was there, I wasn’t. Ghosts of him and me, haunting me wherever, whenever.
s t a r m | s t July 20th, 2007
Friend,
You’ve been awarded the certificate for the 12th Y.C Memorial Lectureship 2007 for the paper you co-authored, you know? Congratulations. We are going to pass the original copy to your family, and then we are going to visit you and pass the photocopied one to you. Hopefully you will be able to receive it wherever you are now.
Take care, friend. I hope you are in a place of healing and peace.
I’ll see you when my time is up,
me.
s t a r m | s t July 17th, 2007
In search of the Holy Grail Donut.
No Krispy Kreme where I was, so I had to go for Dunkin’ Donuts. Still yummy though.
Rows and rows of yummyness.
Sweet stuff which I love.
Young guy serving us: Yes?
Colleague [calmly]: One each please.
Young guy [uncomprehending look]: Huh?
Colleague: One each.
Young guy [looking blur still]: Huh?
Colleague: Huh?
Me [blurry now]: Huh?
[Ed: It was becoming like the videos that MB put up.]
Me: We want one of each of these donuts.
Young guy: *stared blankly, frowned and turned to supervisor for help* *conversed in some language for a while*
Supervisor [smiling]: Hi, how may I help you?
Colleague: We want one of each of the donuts here.
Supervisor [stunned look]: Huh?
Colleague: What?!!
Supervisor: How many do you want?
Me: *feeling as though on rewind repeat mode* Just one of each!!
Supervisor: *looked at us as if we were out of our minds*
And they continued trying to not look at us as if we were mad while packing the 32 donuts for us. Ahem.
s t a r m | s t July 17th, 2007
Happy birthday to baby Cherise with lots and lots of love! Mummy and Daddy [and their families and friends] have been waiting, with much anticipation, for your arrival!
A day old. Beautiful beautiful eyes and lots of hair.
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s t a r m | s t July 16th, 2007
Tagged by the one with the fishnet stockings. I’ve did this meme before though. Expanding it now for the fun of it [and because it’s Monday and I don’t have the juice to talk about the many other stuff yet].
Four jobs you’ve had in your life
administrative assistant
sign language terp
human resource executive
customer service personnel
all temp-ing.
Four places you’ve lived
Telok Blangah - don’t remember anything from here.
Jurong - almost all my life.
Melbourne - wonderful wonderful memories.
[Insert future place here]
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s t a r m | s t July 13th, 2007
