I will be done very soon I hope. The problem with having papers so near the holidays is that I tend to drag my feet. I sooo...do not feel like writing my papers! I just want to dive into the holidays. Only...8 days until I fly back home! :D
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Showing posts with label Blog Things. Show all posts
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Snow snow snow!
Make a snowflake and enjoy the holidays!
I will be done very soon I hope. The problem with having papers so near the holidays is that I tend to drag my feet. I sooo...do not feel like writing my papers! I just want to dive into the holidays. Only...8 days until I fly back home! :D
I will be done very soon I hope. The problem with having papers so near the holidays is that I tend to drag my feet. I sooo...do not feel like writing my papers! I just want to dive into the holidays. Only...8 days until I fly back home! :D
Friday, January 25, 2008
Ne-Yo & I
This is one of those random blog posts. I was listening to my playlist and I realized that Ne-Yo's songs perfectly described part of my life last semester in sequence, haha!
"Can We Chill"
But you the flyest thing I seen
Since I came up in here, you a superstar my dear
"Because Of You"
Know I should stay away from, cause it's no good for me
I try and try but my obsession won't let me leave
"Let Me Get This Right"
Girl you want us to be
Official make this thing for real
You for real?
"Go On Girl"
Yep she had plenty
But love for me, she didn't have any
"Ain't Thinking About You"
Not gonna let it stress me no more
I won't put up with you and your drama
No not tonight
"Let Go"
But baby that was then
'cause now we don't
Talk no more
Ahh...love Ne-Yo. Never knew he had Chinese blood but I guess one can tell from his eyes. :)
Sunday, November 11, 2007
Tagged by Hannah
5 things in my bag:
- ticket stubs
- iPod
- pen
- purse
- cellphone
5 things in my purse:
- money
- checkbook
- credit/debit cards
- receipts
- ID
5 favourite things in my bedroom:
- fishtank
- notice board
- laptop
- couch
- my drawers
5 things I wish to do :
- stop studying
- win the lottery
- eat lots of Malaysian food
- sleep
- go on a permanent all expense paid vacation
5 things I’m doing now :
- studying
- blogging
- listening to Third Eye Blind
- received 2 phone calls
- thinking about dinner
5 people I would like to tag:
- no one really :)
- ticket stubs
- iPod
- pen
- purse
- cellphone
5 things in my purse:
- money
- checkbook
- credit/debit cards
- receipts
- ID
5 favourite things in my bedroom:
- fishtank
- notice board
- laptop
- couch
- my drawers
5 things I wish to do :
- stop studying
- win the lottery
- eat lots of Malaysian food
- sleep
- go on a permanent all expense paid vacation
5 things I’m doing now :
- studying
- blogging
- listening to Third Eye Blind
- received 2 phone calls
- thinking about dinner
5 people I would like to tag:
- no one really :)
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
Constellations
I know everything is alright with me when I can listen to Jack Johnson and feel relaxed/mellow without any hint of sadness, longing or regret.
The light was leaving
in the west it was blue
The children's laughter sang
and skipping just like the stones they threw
the voices echoed across the waves
its getting late
It was just another night
with the sun set
and the moon rise not so far behind
to give us just enough light
to lay down underneath the stars
listen to papas translations
of the stories across the sky
we drew our own constellations
The west winds often last too long
the wind may calm down
nothing ever feels the same
Sheltered under the Kamani tree
waiting for the passing rain
clouds keep moving to uncover the scene
stars above us are chasing the day away
to find the stories that we sometimes need
Listen close enough
all else fades
fades away
It was just another night
with the sun set
and the moon rise not so far behind
to give us just enough light
to lay down underneath the stars
listen to all the translations
of the stories across the sky
we drew our own constellations
The light was leaving
in the west it was blue
The children's laughter sang
and skipping just like the stones they threw
the voices echoed across the waves
its getting late
It was just another night
with the sun set
and the moon rise not so far behind
to give us just enough light
to lay down underneath the stars
listen to papas translations
of the stories across the sky
we drew our own constellations
The west winds often last too long
the wind may calm down
nothing ever feels the same
Sheltered under the Kamani tree
waiting for the passing rain
clouds keep moving to uncover the scene
stars above us are chasing the day away
to find the stories that we sometimes need
Listen close enough
all else fades
fades away
It was just another night
with the sun set
and the moon rise not so far behind
to give us just enough light
to lay down underneath the stars
listen to all the translations
of the stories across the sky
we drew our own constellations
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
Cure For Ugly Days
I have ugly days once in a while. I'm sure everyone does too. My roomie's friend came over from NYC to hang out in Des Moines for a week. So he just came back with my roomie after going out for a while and the moment he comes back, he tells me that he has a friend who thinks I'm hot. I was baffled. Not to mention blur.
So, okay I tell him. Who is it? He got on my laptop, went on Facebook and showed me this guy. He's a Caucasian male model. Apparently he saw my picture on Facebook through my this dude friend and said "Whoa, she is hot! Where's she at?" However, he's a blonde and I prefer dark haired men. But male model?^^
So there, I have an admirer who happens to be a male model. Shoot me all ye who envy! If you know a friend who is having a bad day, say..."I have a friend who thinks you're hot...", make sure he's a male model and that it is the truth!
So, okay I tell him. Who is it? He got on my laptop, went on Facebook and showed me this guy. He's a Caucasian male model. Apparently he saw my picture on Facebook through my this dude friend and said "Whoa, she is hot! Where's she at?" However, he's a blonde and I prefer dark haired men. But male model?^^
So there, I have an admirer who happens to be a male model. Shoot me all ye who envy! If you know a friend who is having a bad day, say..."I have a friend who thinks you're hot...", make sure he's a male model and that it is the truth!
Tuesday, May 08, 2007
Tagged
Rules: For those who have been tagged, you are required to write a story about one of your crush, be it a current or previous crush. To be exactly different from the common tags, there is no questions imposed this time. All you have to do is to write a story about him/her. Also, five persons will need to be tagged at the end of the post. This tag is originated from Ms Lee (http://tsa3yun.blogspot.com). You must post up these rules before you start writing.
I've been tagged by no other than Grace. Oh well, I suppose a story would be fun since I'm sick of studying at the moment.
He first caught my eye one day while I was having dinner at the main dining hall. He looked like someone I recently met. It's not very often one comes across good-looking people who work at the dining halls. His job as far as I can guess, was to push the dish cart around and replenish the food counters with new, clean dishes. Besides that, he took out the trash and cleaned the drink fountain trays. After getting a better look at him, I decided to have dinner at the dining halls everyday - for the sights.
And that was precisely what I did. As the days moved on, my infatuation with the "Hubbell Zombie" (as dubbed by my friend) grew. I would go religiously to the dining hall for dinner everyday when I can help it at 6.30pm. And there he would be, coming out from the kitchen with his cart. I started looking at him every so often so much so that I think he caught me several times. I had to do something. The semester is almost at an end.
On Monday night, when I went for midnight breakfast, he was there, working OT. I had the opportune moment to make my move and smile at him. We were walking towards each other and he was looking straight at me - eye contact and all. I lost my train of thought for a moment and forgot to smile. Sadly, that chance has not come again. I think he's been keeping himself busy in the kitchen mostly these days. I wonder why.
I am tagging:
Adelle
Hannah
Sarah Joy
Mugilan
Ellinor
I've been tagged by no other than Grace. Oh well, I suppose a story would be fun since I'm sick of studying at the moment.
He first caught my eye one day while I was having dinner at the main dining hall. He looked like someone I recently met. It's not very often one comes across good-looking people who work at the dining halls. His job as far as I can guess, was to push the dish cart around and replenish the food counters with new, clean dishes. Besides that, he took out the trash and cleaned the drink fountain trays. After getting a better look at him, I decided to have dinner at the dining halls everyday - for the sights.
And that was precisely what I did. As the days moved on, my infatuation with the "Hubbell Zombie" (as dubbed by my friend) grew. I would go religiously to the dining hall for dinner everyday when I can help it at 6.30pm. And there he would be, coming out from the kitchen with his cart. I started looking at him every so often so much so that I think he caught me several times. I had to do something. The semester is almost at an end.
On Monday night, when I went for midnight breakfast, he was there, working OT. I had the opportune moment to make my move and smile at him. We were walking towards each other and he was looking straight at me - eye contact and all. I lost my train of thought for a moment and forgot to smile. Sadly, that chance has not come again. I think he's been keeping himself busy in the kitchen mostly these days. I wonder why.
I am tagging:
Adelle
Hannah
Sarah Joy
Mugilan
Ellinor
Monday, April 30, 2007
Friday, April 20, 2007
Monday, March 12, 2007
I'm addicted. Seriously.
I've always wondered what the Americans were hyping about Facebook but boy, I've gotten hooked. It's better than Friendster! You join networks and are usually linked by the college or school you attended (works well in the US). You post all the classes that you attend and it's really easy to find someone on your network. I know what I'm talking about.
Other than that, I'm looking forward to Spring Break! I'll be heading down to St. Louis, Missouri and will be spending a week helping people build houses. The weather has been co-operative the past few days. It hit a high of 19 degrees celcius today and that was warm. Too warm for me! I can only imagine what it will be like in the summer -.-'
I've always wondered what the Americans were hyping about Facebook but boy, I've gotten hooked. It's better than Friendster! You join networks and are usually linked by the college or school you attended (works well in the US). You post all the classes that you attend and it's really easy to find someone on your network. I know what I'm talking about.
Other than that, I'm looking forward to Spring Break! I'll be heading down to St. Louis, Missouri and will be spending a week helping people build houses. The weather has been co-operative the past few days. It hit a high of 19 degrees celcius today and that was warm. Too warm for me! I can only imagine what it will be like in the summer -.-'
Friday, February 23, 2007
Motorcycle Drive By
Summer time and the wind is blowing, outside in lower Chelsea.
And I don't know what I'm doing in this city,
The sun is always in my eyes,
It crashes through the windows, and I'm sleeping on the couch,
When I came to visit you,
That's when I knew that I could never have you,
I knew that before you did,
Still Im the one who's stupid
And there's this burning, like there's always been,
Ive never been so alone, and Ive never been so alive.
Visions of you on a motorcycle drive by,
The cigarette ash flies in your eyes, and you don't mind, you smile,
And say the world doesnt fit with you.
I don't believe you, youre so serene.
Careening through the universe, your axis on a tilt, you're guiltless and free,
I hope you take a piece of me with you,
And there's things I'd like to do that you don't believe in,
I would like to build something, but you'd never see it happen
And there's this burning, like there's always been,
I've never been so alone, and I've, I've never been so alive,
And theres this burning, ah ha, there was this burning...
Where's the soul. I want to know, New York City's evil.
The surface is everything, but I could never do that,
Someone would see through that.
And this is the last time, well be friends again.
And I'll get over you ,you'll wonder, who I am.
And there's this burning, just like there's always been,
I've never been so alone, alone, and I've, and I've, I've never been so alive, so alive
I go home to the coast. It starts to rain, I paddle out on the water alone,
Taste the salt and taste the pain. I'm not thinking of you again,
Summer dies and swells rise, the sun goes down in my eyes, see this rolling wave, darkly coming to take me, home,
And I never been so alone, and Ive never been so alive.
And I don't know what I'm doing in this city,
The sun is always in my eyes,
It crashes through the windows, and I'm sleeping on the couch,
When I came to visit you,
That's when I knew that I could never have you,
I knew that before you did,
Still Im the one who's stupid
And there's this burning, like there's always been,
Ive never been so alone, and Ive never been so alive.
Visions of you on a motorcycle drive by,
The cigarette ash flies in your eyes, and you don't mind, you smile,
And say the world doesnt fit with you.
I don't believe you, youre so serene.
Careening through the universe, your axis on a tilt, you're guiltless and free,
I hope you take a piece of me with you,
And there's things I'd like to do that you don't believe in,
I would like to build something, but you'd never see it happen
And there's this burning, like there's always been,
I've never been so alone, and I've, I've never been so alive,
And theres this burning, ah ha, there was this burning...
Where's the soul. I want to know, New York City's evil.
The surface is everything, but I could never do that,
Someone would see through that.
And this is the last time, well be friends again.
And I'll get over you ,you'll wonder, who I am.
And there's this burning, just like there's always been,
I've never been so alone, alone, and I've, and I've, I've never been so alive, so alive
I go home to the coast. It starts to rain, I paddle out on the water alone,
Taste the salt and taste the pain. I'm not thinking of you again,
Summer dies and swells rise, the sun goes down in my eyes, see this rolling wave, darkly coming to take me, home,
And I never been so alone, and Ive never been so alive.
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
Happy Valentine's Day
To all my friends out there and to everyone who is in the same boat as I am, Happy Valentine's Day! This original song by David Choi is dedicated to each and every one of you.
Sunday, November 19, 2006
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