I think the Boredom Bugs are conspiring to eat me up slowly.

American Idol 08

OMG DAVID CO OK IS THE AMERICAN IDOL.

This is the first season I've watched and its great! Altho I love both Davids, was very surprised when Sea crest announced Co ok as the winner!

The other eye candy was of course Mich ael J ohn. Its too bad he got eliminated so quickly :(

OMG I CANT BELIEVE CO OK IS THE NEW AMERICAL IDOL. I thought Arch uletta's win was a seal deal.

DAVID CO OK IS THE AMERICAL IDOL!

Where is My White Cloud?

Just got back from Singapore. Physically exhausted. Extremely sleepy. Just realized that today is actually only the 24th, not the 27th.

Singapore was busy. So many people. People constantly on the run. It's so easy to get lost. Both literally and methaphorically. For some reason I dont find it as appealing as before, when I thought it was the ultimate best city in the whole wide world.

On the flight home, I noticed how grey the sky was. The clouds are so... Grey. We flew ride through it, and I was fascinated by the actual structure of the cloud itself. I always secretly imagine it as being this puffy soft pillowy structure that would hold, and bounce me when I fall into one.

But no, apparently it's just like... Nothing.

And the fact that it was so grey made me feel so dirty. Clouds arent supposed to be grey, they're supposed to be bleach white and clean and dreamy. It just feels so awfully wrong.

If someone asks you to stop driving to make them white again, will you do it? I think I would. If only I were living in a different city when it's possible to walk and not die from the pollution and dirt and heat.

Ways to Brighten Your Day

denica says:
ban, lo jd cibin

Gar.. says:
hahaha

Gar.. says:
Xp

denica says:
gw jd bule

denica says:
ayo

denica says:
mulai2!!!!

denica says:
hello

Gar.. says:
(monkey emoticons) <--- denika

Gar.. says:
ahahaha

Gar.. says:
Xp

[c=10]Eveline[/c] says:
mm

denica says:
whats ur name?

[c=10]Eveline[/c] says:
qqkwkwkwkwkwkw

Gar.. says:
ketek

Gar.. says:
hahaha

Gar.. says:
my name is cibin

[c=10]Eveline[/c] says:
cece

[c=10]Eveline[/c] says:
wkwk

Gar.. says:
i'm hot

Gar.. says:
and sexy

Gar.. says:
auwh auwh

denica says:
yeah

denica says:
i can see

Gar.. says:
how much do u want to pay?

denica says:
are u a lady

denica says:
or a male?

denica says:
why are u bald?

Gar.. says:
5000 up and down lah

Gar.. says:
a

denica says:
and why is ur stomach so round?

Gar.. says:
wkwk

denica says:
but you HAVE BOOBS

Gar.. says:
owh

Gar.. says:
that's talent

Gar.. says:
lol

Gar.. says:
He gave me

Gar.. says:
aduh

Gar.. says:
inggris gw

Gar.. says:
cacad

[c=10]Eveline[/c] says:
wow

Gar.. says:
wkwkw

[c=10]Eveline[/c] says:
wjkwkw

[c=10]Eveline[/c] says:
jijik gw

denica says:
hahahahahhaa

Gar.. says:
wkwkw

denica says:
GILA GW MAU MATI KETAWA

Gar.. says:
wkwkw

:(

To you,

Im so sorry, darling. It broke my heart when I heard her story. But what you should know, is that it isnt entirely your fault. Dont blame yourself too much. You knw you're a great person.

It's not your fault, dear.

Sometimes things happen because they need to.

Maybe only then can we learn from it.

To value what we have now, before it's too late.

**I'm so sorry, nevertheless. Know that when you need someone to talk to via IM, all u need to do is nudge.

10 Years Later

It has been 10 yrs now from the Chinese massacre in May 1998. Precisely 10 yrs. May 13th, 1998.

Last night, we were hanging out in my sister's room when she brought this up. She took the time, while applying her night cream, to share how her current boyfriend surpassed death only by sheer luck.

He was only 14 at the time. His family lived amongside the Indonesians in the community. They formed quite a good relationship, good neighbours you can say. On the eve of May 13th 1998, everything turned upside down. The mob took over his house, luckily they had the time to smuggle the mom to one of the neighbor's house. It wasnt safe for women that days. They promised to leave them, the father and 3 boys, untouched, if only they would surrender everything they own.

He saw the crowd stripped his family from everything that they own, unable to do anything. Anything at all.

Luckily his father was quick, he told my sister's boyfriend and his older brother to quickly save some of their precious bonds and bank books by fleeing from the house. On their way, they were caught in the middle of an angry mob. Everyone was carrying wooden sticks and torches, he saw face to face the murderous faces with no mercy, chanting "Chinese! Chinese!".

They didnt know what to do.

As the mob grew closer, death was certain to them. It was so impeccably surprising that all of the sudden, police came in between and pushed the crowd. If they had not, or even came late by minutes, I wouldnt hear this story now.

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My recounts of that night was limited. I was only 8 then. Too little to even understand what was happening. All I remember is that we were put together in one room by our servant, and my dad was on the phone talking to my oldest sister. Or my servant. I dont know.

My parents were in Singapore that night, my dad was having his tumor removed. It was then hen he heard that the crowd has reached the mouth of our block, and called to make sure we were alright. He then made arrangements, and we were fetched that night to spend a couple of days at his friend's house until things cooled down.

We were lucky enough to survive it.

My sister then told me what our old driver told her 10 years before this night. Things were bad, really bad. Old Chinese people were forced to take off the clothes, then ordered to run around naked like dogs. Some of them were killed, others burned to their last breath.

Our driver saw that in morgues, Chinese corpses werent stored, they were hanged. They were hanged upside down. Some of them were still alive when they were hanged and burnt to death.

Until this day, my sister's boyfriend is a racist.


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Let us remember today what evil we are capable of. And hope that it will never, ever happen again in this lifetime.

Lets Talk

I think we all should talk to the people that we seldom talk to more often.

Quite recently, I had the opportunity to talk to some people that I rarely talk to before. From when we were almost strangers until they became people that I couldnt spend the day without talking to.

You know who you are.

Im glad our paths crossed.

ACCEPTED

AFTER 6 MONTHS. IM SOOO ACCEPTED. YEAH BABY!


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After much consideration, I think Im departing on the 3rd week of August. That is, if everything goes as planned.

:)

PROM PICTURES!

...some of it, anyway. The others are too humiliating to post :p

2 Months

I am writing this on Friday, May 9th at 01:19 AM in the morning. I am staring at myself in the mirror. My pig mug in hand. The bitter taste of my peppermint cough syrup lingers in my throat.

I never liked medicine. Especially bitter ones. The only thing pulling my hand to stuck them in my mouth is the knowledge, or blind hope, that they'll make me feel better.

I have been down with fever for the last 2 days. I loathe sicknes. I dont like the contempt I felt for taking my health for granted. Im left only with sore throat for now anyway. Yet I cant help to ponder how lucky I will be if my throat can be healthy again. And when it finally does, I'll forget to acknowledge it, again, until my next downfall.

I have been unemployed for 6 months now. Fussing, stressing myself over my univ applications. 6 more, and I'll be joining the long term unemployment figures. I've been admitted to 1 of the 2 univs I applied. So 2 months is all I got here.

2 months.

It gets me thinking. These past 6 months. Have I been squeezing all the juice that I could possibly squeeze? Have I done what I should have? Have I dont the things that I was given 6 months to accomplish?

Or have I been taking it for granted, like always?

I've lost track of time.

I've lost track of the significant things I've done. Or lack thereof.

I've been forever complaining for having to wait so long to leave. It seems like all my friends have gone abroad to respective colleges and univs. They've all seemed to move on to a whole new chapter. It kills me when I think that Im stuck here, when they're out there living.

I wished for tomorrow to come sooner, because only then the next day would come.


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Be careful of what you wished for.

2 months.

That's all I've got.

Will I take it for granted?

Eveline Gone Wild

The sweet, sweet taste of revenge <3

Weeknight Amusements

See the world's most humongous small animals here. Hahahaha the giant rabbit (picture no 0 and 2) and hamster (12) is really cute. However, look at no. 5 and feel the horror.

Worst nightmare: face-to-face with a giant cockroach. I shall die. No kidding.

Kungfu and Squealers

Going to movies has been one of me and my leftover friend's must do list every week. So this week we decided to go and see the Forbidden Kingdom. The movie was relatively good, up until the action started to heat up.

You know when you go and see action, kungfu filled movies, you kinda expect the fight to be sort of... Gripping. The kind of plot that they developed to make you bite your fingers or scream for the actors to GO HURRY AND BREAK THE MONKEY KING STATUE WITH THE GOLDEN STAFF. It's part of the package.

Therefore, when you are some teenage girls trying desperately to be seen as fun and 'out there', along with crazy and lunatic, I desperately urge you to stick with romantic comedies. It's much calmer on your heart.

So we were sitting there in the cinema, silent, our heart racing with and for the kungfu fights. And there's this group of teenage mutant girls sitting on the left row SCREAMING with FAKE SCARE everytime the movie is getting.... Gripping.

I dont think I have to describe with words how INCREDIBLY ANNOYING that was. It's like all I want to do is grab the golden staff from the boy in the film, and shove it up their... Throats. That's decency taking hold of my fingers.

No, please dont feel bad for ruining my kungfu watching time. However, I strongly advise you, if you cant hold your urge to squeal and giggle like the people you see in the loony house, just calmly find the EXIT sign.

You might save yourself from some live kungfu style stares from the other rows.

Let's Talk

I think we all should talk to the people that we seldom talk to more often.

Quite recently, I had the opportunity to talk to some people that I rarely talk to before. From when we were almost strangers until they became people that I couldnt spend the day without talking to.

You know who you are.

Im glad our paths crossed.