tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-118390912011-04-22T11:26:45.679+08:00Mid-20s girl/woman. A Life Too Ordinary. No smoking. Likes to drink. Ignorant. Lack of motivation. Vain. Likes to try keeping an open mind about almost everything. Dislikes judgemental people.whateverstreethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09745480710461093405noreply@blogger.comBlogger1441100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11839091.post-1156350595434149912006-08-23T23:56:00.000+08:002006-08-24T00:29:55.450+08:00

the more i see the previous post, the more disgusting the mental images get. then an idea struck. sana or cnb could use this as a deterrent: "Are you sure you want to be taking this?" my masterpiece. i tried my best already. used to piss my art n craft teacher off with my drawing one ok....

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Wednesday August 23, 12:17 AM Man smuggling Subutex in anus caught at Woodlands Checkpoint SINGAPORE : A 45-year-old suspect who tried to smuggle Subutex tablets in his anus was arrested at Woodlands Checkpoint. Central Narcotics Bureau officers arrested the man who was behaving nervously at the bus arrival hall on Monday night. They found a tube, which contained seven Subutex tablets and 23

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time flies and my first term of my studies is over, which means my exams are finished too. actually they ended more than a week ago and my 2nd term will commence this week, but being the less-than-dedicated blogger i am, i always end up blogging abt stuff that happened a while ago. not because i have no access to the internet, but because i blog only when i feel like it. what's new anyway: i

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so miyagi has quit as well. good. very good decision. but as opposed to so many comments that were made against TODAY, i would rather want to applaud TODAY for at least having the initiative to try to bridge mainstream media and alternative media, no matter how short-lived it is. after all i bet the decision to suspend(now is confirmed fire)mb is not from TODAY, but from the higher authorities,

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big seed it is, materazzi tried to be funny with zidane, that got zidane to show him his metal-head skill. some said the former tried to squeeze his nipples, some articles reported that fistfuls of his shirt were being grabbed. bad, very bad. not the final it should be. like what i said the last time, championship quality match should be like the germany argentina match. this final, although

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whoot whoot, sounds so shud shud like that. it's cool, it's trendy, it's style, it's *more words to suggest young & hip*.....it's Straits Times Online Mobile Print. quite hard to miss this STOMP stuff, so i took a look at it. interesting news tips from the everyday people like me and you. whoa. then i click on the star blog. nice looking bloggers are on the poster.especially dawn who is

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1) i love argentina's style of play in that 6-0 match. 2) england puts me to sleep 3) i didnt watch any italy and brazil match 4) cristiano ronaldo is good with his feet, but i hate his one-man-show style, and he pissed all england fans off with rooney's red card. yeah yeah media reports say they kissed and made up after tt, my foot. he blatantly disregards the fact that he is with manchester

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i've never been into those idol and superstar shows a lot. only enough to know how taufik looks like, how sylvester, wei lian, the pan jia li, hong jun yang and his that sweet looking girlfriend dunno-wat-name and shi xin hui look like. like that i think quite not bad for me already. and just when the jun yang guy comes out with his own album, the coming singapore idol is well under way into

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Smap-Nagori Yuki i like this performance lots. usually there will be glitches now and then, but this is almost perfect.

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that explains why i have not been updating this blog for so long. then again it's not the first time i've disappeared only to re-appear after a lapse. a irresponsible blogger i am but i am very glad that i don't have to placate any regular readers and i am free to vanish and appear as and when i feel like it. the only time i fiddled over here was getting the feedburner icon onto the menu and

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so after stopping by jaywalk-orr-gong-$500, the meme sounds fun to make time pass faster improve my work efficiency for later on:- 1. My ex is: which one ah? 2. Maybe I should: move to England 3. I love: to be able to multi-task effectively and efficiently given any time 4. I don't understand: why people are so afraid to lose out 5. I lose: my head and my mind whenever i am about to burst

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bye bye rvn welcome back solskjaer now waiting for THE argentinian to come back.

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whateverstreet firmly believes in contributing back to what you have gained from the society. hence she has decided to donate a fraction of the progress package to the society that helps out her favourite 4-legged frens.

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whateverstreet just realised the truth about one thing that she has been deluded for so long. canada is in US, not UK. thank you. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- hey, whoever is reading don't laugh ok? she seldom travels, seldom talks to people who are non-singaporeans face to face. and failed geography map test at secondary 3, scoring a glorious 1/

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why i like mondays: go home and watch my fav shows on scv and alternative sources. why i hate mondays: my breakfast in office is always miserable pieces of bread cos our favourite auntie's stall doesn't operate on mondays. why i like tuesdays: go out after work day. i love town areas. auntie is here. why i hate tuesdays: because it is not friday. why i like wednesdays: because i could

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like i always said, women are stupid. i dunno whether i mentioned that before, but that seems to be on my lips nowadays. there're always the women who think they can drive but are actually chicken-gutted and whenever i spot a driver who seems to be a bit driving on the weird side, most of the time, it's a WOMAN driver!!!!!!!!! of course i am not qualified at all to complain about them since i

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and probably the rest of us who are not working their hard asses off and aimlessly surfing the net. or reading blogs. because we are bored with what we are doing. ya da ya da ya da. yes, it's a pretty free society nowadays. u r free to change your job if u don't like it. but because i am a very kiasi person, i don't dare to change unless i have a new job. so i submitted my resume to all over

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what? i'm just so pissed and i'm not telling anyone. the pisser probably has an idea. my freedom is being compromised. maybe i am childish for thinking this way. arf, you know, i will never impose my views on another person. i don't stop people from doing things, cos as long as they don't kill themselves or kill others, they can do whatever they want. i will never want to influence people with

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yah lah, i know liverpudlians are still crowing over their 7-0 win. then again, which team and their fans won't right? tt aside, as i was walking to the bus stop after work yesterday while getting myself rather amused by a very fat, very black and extremely lazy cat, a thought crept to my mind. y are human beings so afraid to lose out to other people? cos to me, i dont mind losing out a bit,

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jude law to play for robbie williams' football team i can't wait for this to happen. for its entertainment and charitable purposes, it's definitely worth a watch. holy cow, he even got sir alex ferguson to manage the team. geee.... and when i saw the result just now regarding last night/wee morning's match, 2 words to describe: sibeh heng. 90th min own goal from wigan's player to win 2-1, if

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i overheard from radio the other day about syringes being discovered lying at void deck areas which suggested possible drug abuse. then this weird idea popped up in my mind: if a diabetes patient were to self-inject medication in the public and a cop were to witness this scenario, would the cop be so cock as to bring the patient back for further questioning and investigations? under such

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the detox programme was successful, until the night. fruit&veggies&water diet was too light for me to feel full. so i threw in cha soba. which went pretty ok until i heard the growling of the stomach a few hrs later. feeling rather non-plussed at my incredible digestive system, i set my attention onto surfing the net. and at my mum's magic words, i caved in completely. "eh, *mynicknameathome*,

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i have decided to embark on a detox programme when i wake up later. once a week. not too tedious. since sundays are slack days for me, it's the best day to try this out. fruits and a lot of plain water. and maybe some veggies if my mum is cooking dinner, and just in case she nags at me if i shun dinner altogether. having the veggies, at least, isn't anything that is out of the ordinary. this

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i hate everyone around me. i hate the one who always thinks too much abt her and her boyfriend and how she feels she and him cant be together. i hate the one who always thinks too much abt her and the guy that she likes and how he gets on her nerves but she cant get enough of him at the same time. i hate the one who always sound a bit mental but the guy that the one likes and the other guy

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i disappeared. cos busy at work. busy playing maple story. busy getting myself sick and busy recovering from the sickness. ta dah here i am again. cny nothing much except creating food mess way to the ceiling at a fren's house, i figured the whole bunch of us will prosper this year. wahahahhaha. at least it is a comforting thought, u know, with all the bird flu going around and making its way

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i have this guy fren who says he discourages his female frens from participating in massive celebrations ie those new year countdowns cos it's dangerous. while i do understand that his concerns stem from molest cases arising from these celebrations and to be logical, the female party-joiners are really susceptible to getting groped by all the tiko guys looking for a quick and cheap thrill in

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i will survive. i will survive. i think i am very good at consoling myself. tt's y people think i am happy most of the time.

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been sporting a mushroom head since friday night and still trying to get used to it. it got better after the rebonding on saturday but nonetheless still a mushroom head. unfortunately not as cute as it. T_T

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tmd lah, so freaking cold nowadays. wear berms walk around kopitiam outside legs also will feel cold from the wind. wear long sleeves hands still cold. so useless, like this in future go tour wintry countries sekali must wrap until become snowman then can survive liao.

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think i am really slow, now then say happy new year. =P but no choice, was very busy for the past 1 week at work, at play and at home. there is this saying abt starting the new year with a bang, mine started with many pops which was fun and noisy enough, it's my kind of celebration, with boyfriend and many friends altogether making whole lot of noise. then the few of us already in mid-20s

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whateverstreet has been supporting 5566 since they first appeared on the entertainment scene. mainly cos they are my age group, and the time they started out was almost when i started my working life as well; it's like having a bunch of brothers working hard along side and their apparent fighting spirit is with me facing the big bad world. they were also the ones that brought me back to listening

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it all started with the question whether beer is acidic or alkaline during a phone conversation with the bf. ended up finding out more than what i wanted to know, (beer is acidic, but will still drink it all the same.) and it is useful enough to be added under the list of links. what interests me is how we can sort of self-help ourselves by doing the saliva test, to test our acidity and

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it was exceptionally hectic, especially on my pocket. imagine the ang baos, imagine the new clothes bought as well as the painstaking process of choosing from my old wardrobe. i would have loved to shop for a new attire for each function, but bearing in mind of the fact that there were already sunk expenditure accompanying the weddings, it was simply impossible to do that on my meagre paycheck.

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You are the Fool card. The Fool fearlessly beginsthe journey into the unknown. To do this, hedoes not regard the world he knows as firm andfixed. He has a seemingly reckless disregardfor obstacles. In the Ryder-Waite deck, he isseen stepping off a cliff with his gaze on thesky, and a rainbow is there to catch him. Inorder to explore and expand, one must disregardconvention and conformity. Those

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i caught the dawn yang wind pretty late. hey, she is so pretty. plastic surgery or not, why should we care? the way she looks, an eye candy to our eyes, is good enuff for me at least. i sure dun give a heck whether any artificial flavourings has gone inside to make it the eye candy she is.

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my friend got approached by a head-hunting company. even though he got rejected for his young age, i figure it is a damn cool and satisfying thing to have a head-hunting company call u up and enquiring ur interests in their positions. means u must be really some hot shot in the industry u r in. and he's only 2 years older than me. sigh, it's quite demoralising u know. people like my friend got

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why we should not complain about our sg govt. especially the female population. in comparison to many nations around the globe, our govt is one govt whose many policies and laws work in favour of us women. what with the longer maternity leave and all the whatever benefits offered to working mothers that i heard b4 and failed to register in my mind, almost equal chances of education and work,

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it's been cold this week. and even though i'm complaining, deep down inside i love it. time to pull out the long sleeved shirts and most of all, layering. otherwise the usual warm and humid weather leaves us very few options on what to wear. with the cold weather now, more options are available and we girls can now look at the light winterwear that we've always envied while watching those hk/

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it's monday again. and a lazy monday to start off with. not only was i feeling lazy and have no mood to work then, and actually now too, it seems like everyone is echoing the same feeling everywhere on the net i stopped by. ugh, the monday blues thing seldom strikes me if i have work to do. yet for today, i do have work to complete, still the MB strikes me. it could only mean i had too much fun

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i dont have any close-up baby photos. only 1 taken with my parents from a distance. and a good deal of distance away it was taken. as such i am always very envious when i see my friends', my little bro's baby photos. and how similar/different they are now. and i recalled what my granny told me a few years ago before she went senile. she told me thank god i turned out the way i am now. cos

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it has been one week since i last updated, and boy, it sure feels like a long time, which is actually quite contradicting, since i always feel time seems to fly past at work recently. until today. gmail is lagging, causing me to sort of give up checking mail often as compared to the usual frequency. least u think i'm following up closely for my work, i need to confess that it's all spam. spam

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i'm having diarrhoea, again. sigh. my hamster died the day before. sigh.

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by Brian Mcfadden & Delta Goodrem Brian: Did I hear you right? Cause I thought you said Let's think it over You have been my life And I never planned Growing old without you Shadows bleeding through the light Where the love once shined so bright Came without a reason Don't let go on us tonight Love's not always black and white Haven't I always loved you? Delta: But when I need you You're

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good stuff from mandrake over here especially for the working population.

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woah, isn't it a further confirmation that as the nation progresses, more and more problems surface? when little auntie whateverstreet used to be a student so many years ago, where got this kind of fancy misbehaviour from sophisticated means such as blogging to warrant a suspension one? correct or not? ok, so i read from tomorrow.sg about students getting suspended due to making offensive

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it always takes something to happen, to inhibit you, before you realise that you have always wanted to do these things all along. at that particular instant just now, i was thinking of ice-skating, ok, to learn how to ice-skate. then i realise my toe is still injured. a few days ago, i have decided that i really ought to start jogging, cos it's the most convenient way to keep myself fit,

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saturday was rather a memorable day for me, in a good and bad way. what was good was when i went to 5566's autograph session and under the blazing sun at the padang, i remained untanned by the sun due to all the preventive measures undertaken. their version of the song "crying in the rain" was pretty mesmerising, their "long time no see" coupled with tap dancing and sign language was

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how many of u have heard the vision break advertisement over class 95? the one with the mother asking the kid all the same boring stuff until she reached the golden question: have you taken a vision break? i swear if i had a kid that talks the same way as the radio voice taking on the kid's role, i will age a lot faster than having to clean the ass off the kid creating mischief all over the

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there will be a few friends belonging to the opposite sex whom you can get along better with and care about more. as such, you would develop soft spots for them. is this love? i hesitate to conclude so. attraction exists, i don't deny this fact. but it's another level of attraction as compared to the kind of attraction you have towards the potential boyfriend/girlfriend. it's the type that

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i can't believe it's already thursday. usually i pined for the weekdays to fly by which they always seemed to drag by instead. and my last entry felt so recent. where has the time gone to? it can only mean one thing. i have been too hardworking at work this week! i really think so, cos i'm having a headache at this moment. and everyone knows that i do not have work stress cos my work is supposed

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from the one and only shion, lol. Your GF score is 70. (Out of a range of 0 - 100, where 0 = mind slave, and 100 = free thinker.) Learner As a Learner, you're smart enough to know better, yet you're still not fully informed about reality. Around 15% of the population are Learners. You have the critical thinking skills to be a truly free individual, but you haven't exercised them enough yet.

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i heard the long-time-no-hear "phmoot phmoot" sound this morning. you know the kind where you pucker up your lips, suck in the air through the tiny opening of the lips and you come out with this high-pitched kissy sound. it came out behind me a distance away, refreshing my disgust towards this sound all over again. to my knowledge, in the past, the ah bengs do it to show their appreciation at

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i had one of the most memorable birthday celebrations on saturday. in fact the most memorable cos it was a surprise birthday celebration. i had no idea, no inkling, suspected nothing that my boyfriend and my forum friends had planned all this a while ago. such that i had my own birthday cake, a group of friends singing happy birthday song and an awesome present, all at one of my favourite

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this system is projected to be up in 2006 somewhere in UK, according to the website. if it's as good as it sounds, singapore's LTA might toy with this idea 10-20 years down the road to cut down pollution and reduce traffic congestion. the fact that it can take in 4 passengers in a driver-less cube sounds feasible only if it is implemented as a complimentary/alternative option to the cabs,

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WS managed to smash her nose bridge against a dunno-what-pole outside the entrance of holiday inn hotel on her way to holiday plaza in johor bahru last sunday. she also managed to send a flying chicken cube down her shirt which rolled on down to her skirt, drenched in chilli sauce last night. so surreal. she must go temple and pray for her safety soon.

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today is the boyfriend's birthday. as with birthdays go for him, i'm always cracking my head about what to get for him, and trying damn hard to avoid buying the same thing again. so far i've succeeded, inclusive of anniversary gifts/xmas gifts etc, and i have not reached the last resort of giving him THE tie, which is to me not appropriate as a proper gift. i have no idea why, but i really do

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that is it. i'm not going to drink tiger beer like there is no tomorrow anymore. i shall stick to budweiser and asahi for this period of time instead. it's like this: i had tiger beer for our ktv session last wednesday. i had tiger beer again on thursday night. after which, my throat felt like there were fibreglass on my vocal chords till now whenever i tried to sing. which is very bad news

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= = i really got so stupid uh :(

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consultation and service fees have to be paid correct or not? when your company's fax machine decides to show its prowess by telling you beep beep with a orange blink that it got choked on paper, and no matter how many times u clear it and continues to tell u the same thing repetitively, like it or not, u have to get a technician to come down and fix the paper jam. the techinician regretfully

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i was at the library just now, with the aim of enriching my brain ever since the realisation of my incapability to sit down and read properly. i located a book, sat down at the cafe and managed to read for an hour straight, at the same time snacking on the fries. i should be happy about this as i have not been able to immerse reading in this way for a long time. however, a feeling of forlornless

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Ref No.: WS/OUT/0001 02 August 2005 Comptroller of GWT 18 Heavenlock Road Ministry of Weather Finance Skygalore 123456 I would like to lodge a complaint regarding the weather recently in mainland singapore of latitude 1°14 N and longitude 103°55 E. Please assess the current situation of irregular humid scotching and rainy gusty weather as of the date of this letter, inclusive of similar

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referring to this my slightly edited version for uh....sharper pronunciation Chorando se foi quem um dia so me fez chorar Chorando se foi quem um dia so me fez chorar Chorando estara ao lembrar de um amor Que um dia nou soube quidar Chorando estara ao lembrar de um amor Que um dia nou soube quidar A hecordasou vai estar com ouivia onde for A hecordasou vai estar pra sempre onde for Dansa sol

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i dont know if anyone of you out there has realised this, but a mug of instant cereal and coffee makes a rather fulfilling and awakening breakfast, however, however.....i wish i have been able to finish the entire contents of it. it's no biggie actually, at most just pour the remaining portion away right? (and the but again-->)but the process of doing so sickens me every single time. why? cos

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it's time for me to start looking for a new job. but there's a fear existing. after working for about 4 years in this company, i don't feel myself having improved or gained as much experience as i would want to have. i am feeling like a newbie all over again. place me alongside a fresh grad, you won't see a difference, other than the dejected look on my face and probably an eager one on the

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darn, i pressed the enter key too fast after keying in the title . i try not to mention names. but how many people can actually try, at least try to view incidents that happened, incidents that create impact with more than 1 angle? a famous blogger's blog got hacked, amidst the comments i see, there are the fans that offered their condolences and consolations; there are the few who rejoice at

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life is such a pain at times. and the way i live it makes me a pain even more so. everyday i tell myself to not to be caught in bed after 7am. everyday i tell myself i can save a lot of stress by reaching office before 9am. still, everyday i find myself hitting the snooze button until around 740am and curse myself why i slept till so late. everyday i find myself reaching office after 9am.

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*gasps* fast and furious services provided?

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i could give my 2- mesos cents about the nkf law case hype that has been surrounding us the whole week, but it is too tedious on my mind. being in a frivolous mood, i'd rather engage in trivial issues to yank about. 1) i am too addicted to playing maple story a)when u find yourself dreaming that u r in front of the pc checking out the inventory and the skill lists; b)when u find yourself

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end results. delete failed somemore. eek. i'm so bored.

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i'm staring blankly at the screen waiting it to finish. i suppose it's normal to have that many files? it's monday and whateverstreet's staring activity shall recur as and when the mood hits. as at publishing time, it's still running. should i be thankful or pissed that there is (only) 1 detected threat so far?

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it has been a rather grouchy week for me and i'm so glad to see the work week end today. in fact, it's already ended for me, cos i decided to go on leave today. and no working this sat. whoopee. i only had a holiday break about 1 month ago but i am having a craving to have another one now. but this time round, if i could, i want to be alone for the holiday. however it would be too dangerous i

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meant to upload this a while ago, but due to my absent-mindedness, only manage to remember to do so now. :p i bought this from the 7-11 during the hk trip. if only they have this kind of packaging in sg too.

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the thought popped in my head as i was sitting down inside the office's warm and clean toilet: the amount of phucks used by bloggers on blogs are invertedly proportional to the amount of phucks spewed by the same people in real life, ceteris paribus. usually. but there are exceptional cases. hence i'll tag the observation as assumption A. see, i'm so shy with the actual spelling of the

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seriously i didnt know about this piece of news until i heard it over class 95 just now. just thought it's quite sad even though i know his song (and his song that i only know) "dance with my father" better than he the singer cos it always manages to tug at my heart every single time i heard it. previously it was colin raye's "love, me" that had this effect and "dance with my father" has

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read the article that i came across here. i have been a man utd fan since almost 10 yrs ago. however my focus has always been on the ball game and the players. regarding the glazers' takeover, in point form i shall, state whine about the following:- 1) in an article i read, malcolm glazer abandoned his soccer team in his hometown, leaving it to die. like that no wonder the

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how jedi are you? :: by lawrie malen i stumbled upon this test somewhere. quite a no-brainer, if your options mainly consist of getting into senator padme's pants, u know which star wars character u are. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- i finally caught initial d the movie last night. the style of filming is refreshing, even though the

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today's process of waking up is an indication of what's probably going to happen for the rest of my day later. i woke up first at 7am and fell back to sleep. again. again and again. until 745am. naturally i was late for work. right now in the midst of dozing off, i told myself firmly that i need to get something done. make my table look different from last evening cos my boss was still in his

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ever since internet happened, my love for reading has dwindled to almost 0. i used to be able to get myself hooked onto a book, regardless of type and would just read on. nowadays, if the book is not written by women novelists eg. sophia kinsella and cat novelists eg. lillian jackson braun, i'd never be able to complete the book. with the internet, especially in the form of unlimited broadband

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tada, my hamster at her prime, about 7-8 months old when these photos were taken. here's the winning picture that won me a goody bag from clubpets laughed my ass off when i saw her sleeping like this. apparently it tickled the editors at clubpets too. whoo, the skies are dark, the wind is strong. naturally the next instinct is to end this entry fast and crawl back to my bed. good

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Congratulations whateverstreet, you are... minishorts of minishorts.net You are outgoing, direct, smart, pretty, and a definite go-getter. You are frank, a little too frank perhaps that sometimes you get on people's nerves and make them very upset. If people attack you, you hit back with triple the force without blinking because you are the kind of person who knows exactly what you are talking

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exerted on me, suppressing me. some people have stronger auras around them, and they seem to have the capability to influence people of a weaker will. even if not to the extent of influencing, this force from such people halts u to disagree with them. i feel it and i see it in the different groups of people that i am with. in fact i see myself belonging to the submissive party facing the

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whateverstreet is scared of cockroaches. whateverstreet is very scared of cockroaches. whateverstreet is mortally afraid of cockroaches. to the extent that she could not sleep. she found herself staring at the alarm clock clocking at 0345. it was a battle between the hysterical but desperate whateverstreet and the cockroach that always flew in her direction whenever she tried to trap it in a

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is being crushed, i always go "oh so poor thing." hence i have decided to be a coincidental snail rescuer. so how do u go about saving a snail? first, u observe what the snail is doing. if it's travelling, u stick out ur shoe/slipper and make contact with its 2 tentacles. it will shrink back into its shell in fear. next, u gently tap the snail at its base and the snail body (molluscs) will

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i think my dad is one kind one. on top of that, he's a solid dad. last friday, i went holland v and while waiting for the bus back home, i decided that if bus yyy comes first, then i would go find my dad at his shop. it really came and so i hopped onto this bus that takes the longer route back home than bus xxx. my dad was kind of surprised to see me but of cos happy lah. while waiting for my

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the radio was playing ricky martin's livin' la vida loca. this line "woke up in NY city, in a funky cheap hotel" got me thinking about the word funky. how do i actually explain the meaning of this word? is funky = fun + punky? i remembered dunno-how-long ago, people like to include the phrase "stay funky and cool always" at the very last parts of their dedications. it seemed to have the

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i will remember it as the deadly combination leading to that of the hot, fast and furious farts last night and this morning. i polished the entire big pack of lay's in less than 1 hour and less than 1/2 hr later, i was starting on the hot, spicy and sour soup, which i also finished the entire cooked contents from the can. the farts generated later in the night and this morning made the area

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let me upload some photos from the hongkong trip. i'll just post the links, so that it wont take up loading space here. 1 2 3 4 5 6 food. we only remembered to take photos at the dessert place by the name of xu liu shan. the mango desserts were heavenly. we ordered these.

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currently, whenever i'm at home and have access to the pc, i'd be playing maple story. cute characters. kind of complicated. and addictive. back to playing. :p

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passed by their performance at esplanade outdoor theatre on my way home last night. i must say their lead vocals are really not bad, really not bad at all. at least for the period of time i was there, a nice crowd of people had formed there, inclusive of their fans who were moving different parts of the body to the various styles of songs performed. i would love to see them perform again. must

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from hk during the 4D3N stay. and they sort of have decided to follow me back to sg and stay, at least for a while. 1) get on and over with it fast i'm referring to the big crap in the washroom. b4 going to hk, i could spend a grand total of 20 min in the washroom. after i came back, out of the washroom i am, complete or not, in 10 minutes. 2) lim teh b4 to hk, i only drink tea occasionally.

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Congratulations whateverstreet, you are... Cowboy Caleb of cowboycaleb.liquidblade.com You are smart, loyal and sensitive. You are also very caring towards other people and you help them out whenever you can. You are very passionate about your line of work. You fight for your beliefs and if someone doesn't agree with you, you argue your point of view across in a very convincing yet diplomatic

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yep, thankfully i required no assistance from jaywalk to bail me out. i shall just do a rough summary about my trip; i'm too lazy to describe it in detail. we stayed at stanford hotel, which is rather near ladies street and had a tiringgood time shopping i did. despite the fact that we might have passed by the same stretches of road a few times, there's always something new that caught our

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what's with standing along the steps linking both decks on a double decker? minus the danger of falling and rubbing your ass hard and feeling the multiple hits on the way down, what if u inconsiderate bunch of kia bo people actually caused someone who's getting down from the upper deck to fall? it almost happened to me a couple of times. and these pigheads always fail to see that their feet

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copied directly from shion's blog. This is an urgent appeal for fosterer and/or adopter. Below is the detailed story of this 7 months old male puppy's current situation.Please contact us at 92590698 if you can help. We look forward to your call. Steven Ng wrote: I have a VERY urgent case for a 6 months old male dog for immed fostering!!I stray feed this puppy since he is less then 1 month old

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i have a bit of sob story to share too. i was already having difficulties during my very first semester in NUS Faculty of Science(Faculty of Arts was my first choice, but i did not get into it) doing of statistics, of all subjects to choose. but well, not that i had many choices to choose from cos i did commerce in my jc times. so among mathematics and statistics and other math-related majors,

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going hong kong this weekend. only started a bit of packing yesterday and i think i won't feel the urgency to finish packing until the night before. i'm such a procrastinator.

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there is this corner in the basement level of plaza singapura by the name of wang4 jiao3 selling coffee, varieties of toasts, half-boiled eggs, etc. the boyfriend ordered coffee and i love the ice cream toast to pieces. click on the picture to see the bigger picture of how mouth-watering it is.

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this big cat is almost always seen loitering around toa payoh central. due to its massive size, it doesn't usually travel too far away. u can pass by it, play with it a while and it will still be somewhere around half an hour later. in this picture, it looks rather melancholy. but i figure it is just spacing out.

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i'm going to freeze myself silly later. it's going to rain outside soon and i'm feeling cold, but i can't resist having iced calamansi juice.

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i don't wanna close my eyes i don't wanna fall asleep cos i miss u baby and i don't wanna miss a thing there is something about aerosmith's i don't wanna miss a thing that always stir some sort of emotion inside me since 1998. be it nostalgia about the good jc times or venting of pent-up frustrations wherever i am. oh, that reminds me of the times that me and my 2 best friends were screaming and

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