airing my relatively dirty linen

Friday, November 24, 2006

to you:
i don't wanna fall to pieces, i just wanna sit and stare at you.

i need to curb the whole online shopping addiction. i've been ploughing through ebay more than usual these few days. not a very favourable prelude of my christmas shopping euphoria when it is unleashed.

one tree hill. nathan scott. my current adorations.
oh, and shopping too. obviously.

californiaaaaa, here we comeeeeeee.

& hush pretty pink lady ;
at 11:37 am

Monday, November 20, 2006

definitely one of the most tormenting nights of my life. i've never used more 'omg' than i did tonight.

which reminds me, yesterday was worse. my heart almost popped out of my mouth.

mention prince-william-look-alike's name and i'll flip. trust me.
and frank-lampard-ish cutie's one too, for that matter.
i'm oh so absurdly jumpy.
bollocks, this is seriously dodgy business!

& hush pretty pink lady ;
at 11:17 pm

Thursday, November 16, 2006

credit goes to professor richard hooley. my contract law professor.

JOKE (I)
bill clinton and the pope, fictitiously, died on the same day. due to some administrative fault, the pope was sent to hell and bill clinton to heaven. after the correction was made, while bill clinton was making his way to hell, he met the pope on the way. the pope excitedly told him, "i'm so glad the mistake was remedied. i can finally see virgin mary." bill clinton replied, "sorry, you are ten minutes too late."
HAHAHAHAHA(:
i apologise if this insults anyone.

JOKE (II)
question: what is the difference between 'shame' and 'pity'?
answer: shame is having a 40-seater bus filled with lawyers crashing into a hill thereby resulting in 40 casualties. pity is having one seat empty.
HAHAHAHAHA(:

JOKE (III)
question: what is the difference between cutting up onions and lawyers?
answer: cutting up onions makes you cry, but not the other.
HAHAHAHAHA(:

JOKE (IV)
question: what is the difference between a porcupine and a bmw filled with lawyers?
answer: the porcupine has spines on the outside.
HAHAHAHAHA(:

i doubt everyone will get his jokes. they are pretty witty, if i might add. anyhows, they made me laugh. especially apt since i realised my lack of ability to churn out satisfactory essays. failure is the mother of success. sadness, throw them away. optimistic pragmatism, always welcomed.
fyi, i got all the jokes almost immediately. so maybe, just maybe, i'm not that dumb after all.

te quiero, senorita michelle goh. i just love how we can connect so well. i bet it has got to do with our names. we can speak so freely without qualms. and we share sentiments with regards to many issues. i'm so glad you are always there for me to talk to. similarly, i'm always here when you need someone to rant at.

Your light will shine when all else fades

& hush pretty pink lady ;
at 9:53 pm

Tuesday, November 14, 2006

yesterday, i set foot on waterloo bridge, lifted my head higher and got my eye line adjacent to the london eye. i was reminded once again that i am in london. i just stood there, rooted to the ground and admired the beautiful sight right before my eyes. the huge london eye along the thames river, and westminster parliament houses slightly to the right of this picture. then, i told myself how lucky i am to be able to be educated in a place thousands of people yearn to visit.

yesterday, i posted a question which stumped my public law tutor. he said that he would check it up and get back to me again the next tutorial. i am so very proud of this small little accolade.

yesterday, i realised that there is a singaporean restaurant called 'shiok' near my place. then, i am reminded of my perpetual craving for chicken rice, popiah, fishball kway teow, island creamery and old chang kee, just to name a few. a new addition to my non-exhaustive list: bengawan solo kueh.

yesterday, once more.

I MISS MY SISTERS! ):

let's waste time chasing cars around my head.

& hush pretty pink lady ;
at 4:37 pm

Thursday, November 09, 2006

extemporaneous is my forte. and true to that statement, randomness is going to prevail in my entry.

quotable quote 1
public law lecturer: the queen cannot be a roman catholic or married to a roman catholic. she has to be a protestant.
llewellyn: diana, actually, the queen is buddhist.
diana: huh? really?
HAHAHAHAHA(:

quotable quote 2
jie ying, aka poksai, saw that mich goh has a similar jacket to hers, but longer. they were getting ready for their scottish trip. poksai commented, "nevermind. i'm just gonna freeze my crotch!"
HAHAHAHAHA(:

quotable quote 3
michelle: did you see the post-its on your door? we wrote them for you. how nice of us right? you didn't express your gratitude.
poksai: you don't usually say things like 'thanks for the picture of shit on my door'.
(jasmine drew a picture of shit to symbolise poksai)
HAHAHAHAHA(:

a joke shared by my contract law professor
surgeon 1: i like cutting librarians up. everything is arranged alphabetically.
surgeon 2: i like to conduct surgeries on electricians. everything is colour-coded.
surgeon 3: i love operating on lawyers. they are spineless, heartless and gutless. besides, their heads and arses are interchangable.
HAHAHAHAHA(:

i lost and found my favourite pink collared top! :D

in any case, HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRYSON! <33 my favourite acs boy with the most endearing bolster-hugging pose. aww, i miss him!

BRYSONNNNN!

you don't know what you do. everytime you walk into the room, i'm afraid to move.

& hush pretty pink lady ;
at 12:46 pm

Sunday, November 05, 2006

copenhagen is a beautiful, truly european city, with medieval buildings aplenty. the danes are very much of the aryan race, and that means, shimmering blonde hair and clear blue eyes. behind these good looking faces, wrongly stereotyped by americans to be of low intelligence level, are good natured people who are willing to step forward to offer help, even without seeking, when they saw my friends and i struggling with a big map in our tiny hands. the cold, however, sought to rob me off my health yet again. nonetheless, it was a timely retreat from the bustling london.
worthy to be mentioned: i dined at a restaurant called 'peder oxe' on monday evening, only to realise that JUSTIN TIMBERLAKE patronised the SAME restaurant on sunday night. (: we've got good taste.

the phantom of the opera is THE best musical i've watched yet. it's amazing how the phantom and christine were able to be "on board" this "boat" which was smoothly gliding on the stage floor covered by smoke from dry ice (which was actually the river). it just seemed so real.
think of me, think of me fondly. promise me you'd try.

leicester square with the goh girls was great fun today. despite the strong smell of mono-sodium glutamate wafting the streets, michelle, jasmine and i resisted the temptation of dining at a chinese restaurant. because that would mean spending at least five quid. however, i still contributed to the london economy by stocking up on tea from whittard. retail therapy works for all girls. that's not an understatement.

slightly more than a couple of hours ago, jasmine and i were at a rather dimly-lit ground floor of the york block, waiting for the lift to bring us to the fourth floor where vivian's room is. while we were waiting, all of a sudden, prince-william-look-alike and frank-lampard-ish cutie appeared from behind an inconspicuous door. we were apprehensive. to ease things a little, prince-william-look-alike said, "have a good evening, ladies" to us. the cutie apologised. i was hopping like a school girl inside, while trying my best to maintain a nonchalant front, and drumming as much courage as i could to mumble, "thank you". sigh, didn't i say i love my hall? :D

reading week madness

reading week has ended. reality beckons.

& hush pretty pink lady ;
at 2:39 am

Friday, November 03, 2006

something just happened that calls for immediate blogging, regardless of how i'm trudging with much difficulty pass this hurdle of writing my first ever public law essay, my numero uno love.

[dumbarian] and you're too late. you never call me when you're sober. says:
ooohhh huh whats writers block?
michelle. my ballads indulgence signals queerness. says:
hahahahha
michelle. my ballads indulgence signals queerness. says:
it means if u are a writer, i block u, den i win.
[dumbarian] and you're too late. you never call me when you're sober. says:
i block u? in what sense?
michelle. my ballads indulgence signals queerness. says:
HAHAHAHAHAHHAA
michelle. my ballads indulgence signals queerness. says:
do u believe that writers block means "if u are a writer, den i block u, den i win"?
michelle. my ballads indulgence signals queerness. says:
so totally nonsensical right?
[dumbarian] and you're too late. you never call me when you're sober. says:
haha i dun believe!
[dumbarian] and you're too late. you never call me when you're sober. says:
but i thought it was true! AHHAHAHA
did i mention how bimbotic my sister is? never fails to prove me right.

& hush pretty pink lady ;
at 3:42 pm

Thursday, November 02, 2006

how does re-writing a european law essay slightly more than a thousand words from scratch sounds to you? it totally sucked out every single drop of brain juice i have.
the doctrine of direct effect: accidentally erasing the entire essay has direct effect on my sanity.

the london temperature being perpetually below ten degree celsius does no good to your brain.

so there, i can't blog properly. till the next time.

a tranquility pill in copenhagen

love me, that's all i ask of you.

& hush pretty pink lady ;
at 8:29 pm