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Monday, August 31, 2009

you'll come

surely you will

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©2009 ~LunajiaNevermore


it's unfair because i still stubbornly think that the mass of the glass is still the same, no matter the temperature of the fire. there's no comparison. the glass would still be blown into glass, we'd still call it glass, all that's changed would prolly be the shape. it doesnt breathe, doesnt eat, doesnt feel. yes alright, the problem's my mentality. then again, which part of that constitutes the problem. why's it a problem in the first place??? ding ding. precisely coz part of my survival's similar to that which keeps a bird alive. and perhaps its also coz another part's similar to that of a mule's.

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Friday, August 28, 2009

always, i return to a point where i find myself wondering where i would be, how i would be like, what i would be, if i wasnt where i am right now. i put myself in the shoes of imaginary adas i conjure up too much. its not that im a pessimist or whatever. such thinkings don't necessarily equate to outright evils ive "committed", n it'd be so naive to point and say that. im a staunch believer of grey, who lives in a world of black and white.

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Monday, August 24, 2009

wheres the key the key the key


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Thursday, August 20, 2009

©2002-2009 ~gabrieli
what in the world does it mean to be obedient. issit always always necessarily the merciless truth that it'll never mean doing smth on ur own accord??
i really think You're such a sadist at times. You know how much i dislike authority and now you're doing this?!?!

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Monday, August 17, 2009


so i went for a run around the estates here... no offense to you west-siders / westerners, but seriously man. JURONG STINKS. smelly lah! made me so queasy while running. i miss yishun :(

anyways yea.. you guys wont be hearing me say much of anything else other than how homesick i feel down here. but thank God im adjusting better. this week doesnt seem as bad as the last. on the up side, at least the room's beginning to slowly smell more familiar. yay. the past week of sleep deprivation is beginning to take its toll on my poor soul. haha.

CCA CRISIS. spoilt for choices....

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Friday, August 14, 2009

home sweet home:)
i still love yishun more

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Tuesday, August 11, 2009

pangs of nostalgia hurt..

thanks all you good ppl who msged me this morn/last night! :)

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Monday, August 10, 2009

©2008-2009 ~jadaography
but actually i was kindda homesick, as i lay on my new bed last night. i was missing my ada-smell. e only thing that smelt like me in the room were my pillows. my clothes will soon smell like mothballs, thanks to the previous users.. oh well..

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this year's national day was celebrated a little differently, albeit significantly. What better day to shift into our hostel to mark our newfound freedom than s'pore's independence day? so there.
thank God for a favourable roomie, favourable hall location (like seriously), favourable room connected to personal toilet (LIKE SERIOUSLY =D), favourably clean room.. just pray for good new friends to top it all off, and my uni life will begin with a bang :)

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Sunday, August 09, 2009

show me your glue, i'll show you the cracks and the imperfections between the fragments. glue is useless

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Friday, August 07, 2009

what lies at the end of a rainbow, isnt a pot of leprechaun's gold, but the absence of all those strips of colours. endless searching is futile. so we should seriously just sit back and enjoy the symbolisis of that rainbow ehh.

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