tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-353720042011-10-17T20:12:05.117+08:00Delianoreply@blogger.comBlogger4601100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35372004.post-11765558407631063882011-10-17T20:12:00.000+08:002011-10-17T20:12:05.144+08:00

I know I ought to be looking forward to my next phase of training, and it sucks to procrastinate (I took 5 days to finish this blog entry) but I just felt I ought to make a proper closure on my BMT. The sky was heavily overcast then, and in our hurry to start the route march before CAT 1, we flew down the staircase in our FBO. After a lot of bleeding, swearing and agony, we reached the floating

Delianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35372004.post-10172489467559040942011-08-21T10:54:00.003+08:002011-08-21T11:03:25.488+08:00

Taken from http://heartless-bitches.com/rants/manipulator/badrelationships.shtml The perfect chunk of words I've found to describe my experience in BMT thus far. Ignorance is when you have no idea at all how you get yourself into fixes; bad relationships, shitty jobs, abusive friendships, money problems, addictions - name your poison. Stupidity is when you know damn well that there is something

Delianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35372004.post-24615111525902584832011-07-30T16:34:00.002+08:002011-07-30T16:34:42.843+08:00

It can't be THAT bad, right? RIIIIIIGGGGHHHHHHHTTTT?????????

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At my previous place of temporary employment (great working environment by the way, I recommend working here if you want an internship! Facebook PM me), I had the utmost misfortune to have met this particularly annoying colleague who was thankfully (AND rightfully) sacked in less 3 weeks. If there's one thing you can apparently come out of school not knowing, it is that all the academic

Delianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35372004.post-68477061631317967632011-06-30T09:59:00.002+08:002011-06-30T09:59:24.573+08:00

She was lost in so many different ways Out in the darkness with no guide I know the cost of a losing hand Never thought the grace of God go high I found heaven on earth You were my last, my first And then I hear this voice inside Ave Maria I've been alone when I'm surrounded by friends How could the silence be so loud? But I still go home knowing that I've got you There's only us when the

Delianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35372004.post-73899041353069616172011-06-22T10:44:00.000+08:002011-06-22T10:44:44.281+08:00

Here are the steps to making the future of mankind brighter and better (: 1. "Like" Comesingapore.com on Facebook right here. 2. Then, come to http://www.comesingapore.com/mysingapore. Read the instructions to making the world a better place 3. Do a Facebook Connect by clicking the blue Connect button at the upper right corner of the page 4. Submit nice photos of Singapore or creative tourist

Delianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35372004.post-69527922447010929572011-06-11T13:28:00.003+08:002011-06-11T21:01:46.106+08:00

I'm going to cut the BS and get through to the point because I'm a 30-ish male who is at the prime of my life right now so I have no time to talk because I am busy getting pissed drunk and looking for girls to screw and wasting my parents' CPF on clubbing instead of *pauses for breath* finding a decent job and building a career and working on my shitty personality so I'm only going to say this

Delianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35372004.post-78912533876469059262011-06-01T20:19:00.004+08:002011-06-01T20:28:31.650+08:00

Today, I'm gonna be teaching you guys about something that is very important to the future of our country (: Just kidding. I have a confession to make: I've had it up to here with people asking me to do them a favour, yet they don't seem to realise it's a PRIVILEGE, NOT AN OBLIGATION when someone kindly does something for them? Don't get me wrong. Since the beginning of time I've hardly turned

Delianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35372004.post-18304091879123289162011-05-16T13:52:00.002+08:002011-05-16T17:22:28.149+08:00

Advertorial If you've seen the news lately, you'd have observed the latest fad over the newly launched Apple iPad 2. The iPad 2, unopened from its packaging:  I'm so tempted to open it but it's meant for someone else! I know many people out there are dying to get their hands on this precious little device. Despite its amazing capabilities, it costs USD $499 with its most basic functions.

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I think this post is gonna potentially offend a hell lot of people but anyway, here goes my short ranty post. I used to temp at a recruitment firm. While I wasn't exactly carrying out my responsibilities as a temporary recruitment consultant with zero complaints myself, these whiny brats in particular were one contributing factor to my frustration while I was there. My! I really don't

Delianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35372004.post-60247735750727399172011-04-25T21:24:00.004+08:002011-04-25T22:04:23.066+08:00

Today, I'm gonna talk about a very, very serious topic. It's about unconventional people. This post is free of sarcasm by the way. Well, sort of. When I say unconventional, I don't mean like "oh, all my friends like Lee Min Ho and I don't therefore I'm unconventional" (I really don't like Lee Min Ho, by the way. Give me the smiling guy-two posts below this one-or Dai Yang Tian any day). I really

Delianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35372004.post-60320179813190612882011-04-24T11:32:00.006+08:002011-04-24T22:59:21.279+08:00

Alright, it's time to make a confession: the reason I haven't been updating much is because I am busy with the launch of my new blogshop. It goes without saying that very soon, once I am ready to launch my own online clothing store (tentatively titled Timeless Illusions), I will be discontinuing writing on this blog in favour of retail. I know that my sarcasm has been a defining trait of this

Delianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35372004.post-40684530390740729192011-04-19T22:11:00.001+08:002011-04-20T11:48:23.032+08:00

Can you please look at what my juniors wrote in the sand at Bedok Reservoir?

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Does he look like me?

Delianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35372004.post-39841189437947568752011-03-11T22:33:00.224+08:002011-03-12T21:20:17.004+08:00

There's something I've been trying to understand for years. WHERE DID THIS SUDDEN INFLUX OF INSECURE GIRLS COME FROM??? Honestly, girls shouldn't blame guys for not understanding them (then setting up stupid tumblrs* just to recycle content written by other people in hopes that the "he" will read it and understand what is actually going on in their little girl hearts). I don't understand a

Delianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35372004.post-35876609961587400202011-03-05T23:29:00.000+08:002011-03-05T23:29:21.299+08:00

I need to update but it is late. Shall go sleep, peacefully now after about 3 agonising months. And hopefully I would dream that I didn't get an SPF scholarship because that would mean I will in real life (:

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1. Beyonce-Kitty Kat I didn't even realise she wasn't talking about an actual cat until I read somewhere in the comments on youtube that this song was dirty. Hey I can be clean-minded too, okay? (: You know I hate sleeping alone But you said that you would soon be home But baby that was a long time ago Im not feelin it Im not feelin it On top of you not calling me back You see I bet you

Delianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35372004.post-48029609596693575042011-01-22T14:28:00.003+08:002011-01-22T15:00:21.664+08:00

I am proud to be Chinese. Chinese people run the best and most successful businesses, and Asian countries make up most of the fastest rising economies in the world. I have nothing against following tradition, "being in touch with your roots" and shit like that, but boy, chinese new year songs are one of the worst things to ever come into existence. It's like the songs are always the bloody same,

Delianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35372004.post-12028273222081082462011-01-16T23:19:00.001+08:002011-01-16T23:19:47.301+08:00

I did up an awesome blog entry only to realise that I accidentally deleted MS Paint and couldn't complete it. The post is saved under my drafts now. FML.

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I had spent the last few weeks of 2010 upgrading my brainpower and knowledge for my prospective US universities. After trying very hard and failing, I'm finally all done, hence I'm back. (: I will do All Kinds of People (Part 2) another day because I cannot find the inspiration to make that entry good at this time, so I'll rather put off writing-you know, better write nothing than write the

Delianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35372004.post-88212372145740484112010-12-25T23:12:00.000+08:002010-12-25T23:12:14.541+08:00

-I finish my common app (probably in about 2 days). -I finish up the layout. -I feel like blogging. Probably soon. And when I say soon, it usually means not anytime in the near future.

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I've just come to a conclusion today: you know how there aren't universal standards for the perfect human being, but there seems to exist a general consensus as to what kind of people are turnoffs? For example, when people choose friends/boyfriends, granted, some people prefer introverts to boisterous, overactive people who cannot sit still, some prefer to befriend loud and extroverted people as

Delianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35372004.post-44781949892804357932010-12-06T14:59:00.002+08:002010-12-06T15:09:00.845+08:00

A levels have been over for a while and let's just say I'd rather not talk about my post A level emotions because I'm already pretty irritated by the fact that I'm the only one worried and stressed over it because my results have far more implications on my future than it probably does for anyone else. I'll just say I didn't find the papers difficult, just made a lot of bullshit mistakes that

Delianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35372004.post-87561068494353033512010-11-30T10:11:00.002+08:002010-11-30T10:11:45.910+08:00

Guess what I was talking about in my previous entry? Guy? WRONG. This! Transparent keypad phone...it will be MINE SOON (: Shall update later when I get home.

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When you had told me you wanted me all for yourself. Until I woke up.

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Frankly, I'm worried my ass off for gp. I could fail my essay, and I'm left with only Paper 2 to pull me up by a substantial amount to (hopefully) an A. By the way, what happened was that I overstudied crime and punishment, was hit with an information overload during planning, realised there was no way I could find enough argument points NO MATTER WHICH STAND I TOOK to advance my case. I made

Delianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35372004.post-49156171612781680872010-11-01T19:59:00.009+08:002010-11-01T20:08:35.216+08:00

I think it's time some girls grew up. If 1 guy treats you like crap it isn't because he "doesn't know how to show his affection". Stop being deluded, and stop being devoted to guys like them. Maybe those girls really do love the jerks. But these girls acting this way makes it really difficult for the rest of us girls to convince guys that if we like them and they reciprocate by treating us like

Delianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35372004.post-42044187601524796632010-10-25T11:14:00.001+08:002010-10-25T11:15:53.220+08:00

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Delianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35372004.post-66428808862786894662010-09-27T17:37:00.002+08:002010-09-27T17:47:40.692+08:00

It's disheartening to be a student from RJ sometimes. Sometimes, I even feel, hell, why stay here when I could be the top student from another institution as opposed to being mediocre, hence close to nothing at all, in a school full of people bagging slots on the Dean's list every single test there is, or having five page long CCA records, or both. It's almost like if you're either the Council

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10 Reasons Why Gay Marriage is Wrong (reposting Mitchell Sturges) 01) Being gay is not natural. Real Americans always reject unnatural things like eyeglasses, polyester, and air conditioning. 02) Gay marriage will encourage people to be gay, in the same way that hanging around tall people will make you tall. 03) Legalizing gay marriage will open the door to all kinds of crazy behavior. People

Delianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35372004.post-71321579234112295172010-09-10T19:14:00.007+08:002010-09-10T21:19:15.956+08:00

1,2,3...POOF! This entry has been erased. You know what? If people and life in general just simply persist in denying me the right to feel good about myself, and the right to everything that I deserve...then I'll just feng4 pei2 dao4 di3. I ain't going down, that's for sure...and I'll see how long more life is going to throw lemons at me before it decides that I'm way too stubborn to let it

Delianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35372004.post-78247764608882944732010-09-05T20:06:00.004+08:002010-09-06T11:34:59.616+08:00

In the midst of my pre-prelims mania something irritating has been happening. Actually it's been going for a while but as time passed, the annoyance in me has been gradually building up so much so that I'm really tired of keeping quiet for once. Why do some people persist on being so two-faced and fake? It's something I really cannot understand, and definitely cannot stand for. I don't have

Delianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35372004.post-79959352348638874802010-08-18T17:23:00.004+08:002010-08-18T17:38:22.535+08:00

Call me skeptical, but I'm not the kind who believes in fate, prince charming, happily ever afters etc. Especially after seeing how people in RJ get together and break up like changing socks, I'm really beginning to doubt the depth of relationships these days. You flaunt around a boyfriend whom you've been attracted to within 3 days of meeting him and 8 months later he's history. So what's the

Delianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35372004.post-56691584901231147172010-08-12T18:45:00.001+08:002010-08-12T18:46:49.956+08:00

If I were a boy even just for a day I'd roll out of bed in the morning And throw on what I wanted And go drink beer with the guys And chase after girls I'd kick it with who I wanted And I'd never get confronted for it 'Cause they stick up for me If I were a boy I think I could understand How it feels to love a girl I swear I'd be a better man I'd listen to her 'Cause I know how it hurts

Delianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35372004.post-56821804254768051752010-08-09T17:33:00.002+08:002010-08-09T17:38:16.523+08:00

Hiehies this is Charmaine again (Delia says: No offense to all real-life Charmaines out there) and I'm here to fart all over Delia's beautiful blog with my absolutely welcome unkind and extreme opinions again! This time I'm sooo gonna rant about ugly and fat girls. OMG have I ever said how much I hate them before? I mean as a princess, life is all about trying to attain a life like mine-I've got

Delianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35372004.post-46438363024623380992010-08-01T12:21:00.001+08:002010-08-01T12:21:57.269+08:00

21 a) i) Romeo, a 100kg boy, feels a certain attraction for Juliet, a 50kg girl, whenever he sits close to her (2m away). He wonders if Newton's law of gravitation is responsible for this attraction. State Newton's Law of Gravitation. ii) Assuming Romeo and Juliet to be point masses, calculate the magnitude of the gravitation force on Romeo resulting from the mass of Juliet. b) Romeo and

Delianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35372004.post-63069502312757704032010-07-30T15:54:00.005+08:002010-07-30T16:01:23.362+08:00

I've been trying to be a nicer person. People throw hurtful comments around all the time. Oh she's so fat, she's so shameless, she is a loser, never knowing when and where it may hurt someone the most. I don't know how these people are going to live with their conscience if one fine day, they know that someone had committed suicide because of their merciless taunting. Have I ever hurt

Delianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35372004.post-78482293702525932492010-07-27T19:36:00.006+08:002010-07-27T19:42:16.910+08:00

Remember all the things we wanted Now all our memories they're haunted We were always meant to say goodbye Even with our fists held high It never would've worked out right We were never meant for do or die I didn't want us to burn out I didn't come here to hold you, now I can't stop I want you to know that it doesn't matter Where we take this road someone's gotta go And I want you to know

Delianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35372004.post-9823257578536527112010-07-23T21:32:00.000+08:002010-07-23T21:32:18.112+08:00

This blog post haz no title coz they are soooo redundant... Ok anywayz I'm Charmaine, the post below was by my mum, and I'm an 18 year old awesome gal! My mum gave me the passwordzz to use this blog while its owner is studying her butt off for prelimz...haiz. Sad life. No actually, just joking...I paid Delia $2000 to vandalize her blog and keep her readers entertained in the midstz of studying.

Delianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35372004.post-35144796006851933262010-07-21T18:14:00.001+08:002010-07-21T18:15:10.044+08:00

I am very "shock and apalled [sic]" by the standards of the youth in Singapore nowadays. Because as a STOMPer, I am "shock and apalled" by everything I see on the internet because I'm so high-up and moral I've never heard/said/typed the word "shit" before. Yes, I've never even typed "shit" before, I swear! Tsk, have you looked at this girl's blog? I can't believe she is from a "top-JC"! What's

Delianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35372004.post-24024295743030262372010-07-13T21:38:00.002+08:002010-07-13T22:03:36.883+08:00

Okay, can we all just agree already that being stick-thin is unhealthy and is NOT what girls should look like unless they are naturally like that? Seriously, which idiot started the notion that girls must have long hair, stick thin bodies, have no ass and be totally small and wasted to look hot? I've always known that RJ girls have a very warped perception of what's hot, I just never knew it

Delianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35372004.post-85959268367846114922010-07-10T23:37:00.002+08:002010-07-10T23:40:11.275+08:00

One year ago, I saw something I shouldn't have. I saw him as a young man. He was beautiful. It's hard to look at things directly. They are too bright, and too dark. Sometimes we need to see things through a screen. On one side of the screen, memories fade. On the other, they glow forever. Afterwards, they tried to remove Light from my memory. But I can still feel his warmth. From Wong Kar

Delianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35372004.post-46754855447647077252010-07-08T20:26:00.003+08:002010-07-08T20:40:04.241+08:00

FL and I were talking about the political nature of RJ-like how some of the hungry, "high-profile" people get their way with others through ass-kissing and general hypocrisy? By that I mean the kind who bribe friendships, cling onto the popular people, people who have to constantly give out the vibe that they are "oh-so-awesome" for fear that people would stop giving them attention. It really

Delianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35372004.post-35368591200773669422010-07-06T18:46:00.002+08:002010-07-06T19:01:10.009+08:00

I've decided never to use Nuffnang Innit anymore (after this final complaint post), and of course, no decision is ever made without complaining first. Frankly speaking I've already become increasingly skeptical about my own blog nowadays. I really would like to just restrict my blog audience to my friends and just blog about my life, my friends, my emotions-you know, the stuff generally friends

Delianoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35372004.post-86791317492866191032010-07-05T12:38:00.000+08:002010-07-05T12:38:04.931+08:00

Of course, I also blame women who play "hard to get" for teaching men - both sane and crazy - that no might mean yes. Ladies, just cut that crap out...you're making it difficult to convince men that when we don't answer the phone or their e-mail, that means we really do want them to go away.

Delianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35372004.post-90572583112719422852010-07-03T10:45:00.002+08:002010-07-03T10:46:38.084+08:00

1. I'm not about to harp on the disaster they called CTs. 2. I love class lunches (: 3. I just clicked "hide" for the Buffzilla blog and the girls' team blog on my Blogger Dashboard because I'm afraid of posting my personal posts to those blogs by accident. I mean I don't think I'm that blur but just a precaution la. Anyway the point of this post is this guy: Almost at the same time this topic

Delianoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35372004.post-84809151785591302862010-06-19T12:22:00.004+08:002010-06-19T12:35:32.534+08:00

You know, I'm very tired. Tired of having to live up to the public's expectations, tired of being paranoid about everything I do. Why? Simply because I wear a white and green uniform that shouts "Raffles". Since secondary school I've always been thinking, "how difficult is it to NOT give your school a bad name?". Just don't hurl vulgarities at others in public, just don't make a lot of noise in

Delianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35372004.post-64257859567073607192010-06-14T14:29:00.007+08:002010-06-14T23:47:21.347+08:00

I was just thinking about some things that got me quite irritated. Now, everyone hates it when people put words in your mouth, right? I hate it more, when sometimes your friends put words in your mouth, speak on your behalf, and make you seem like someone you're completely not altogether. Why do I say this? Last year, I was eating with someone, then a male classmate sat down on the opposite of

Delianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35372004.post-1628112221780458902010-06-12T22:23:00.000+08:002010-06-12T22:23:43.127+08:00

That's it, being in SRP has helped me make the decision-I am NEVER going to pursue a career in science. EVER. Which is why now I'm kind of relieved I never took up any A*STAR internships. I don't intend to take up their scholarships (assumption: I can even make it for one) or work for them anytime. I'll just be bloody wasting my time! The reasons for this are simple: 1. I hate the work

Delianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35372004.post-26444533321954771942010-06-11T22:12:00.000+08:002010-06-11T22:12:23.273+08:00

During Pre-U seminar, someone asked me, in response to a truth of dare question, if I was a lesbian. Though it's highly unlikely I would ever get that question from my friends, since I've very much proven to be unabashedly and perversely straight, this I really have to fight it out for the sake of my RGS juniors who really still do have crushes on seniors. I got the same question from a friend

Delianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35372004.post-43169862089922269792010-06-09T18:50:00.004+08:002010-06-09T18:59:17.588+08:00

Gabby has the same birthday as Rain. Xiaxue has the same birthday as Saddam Hussein. Jun Yong has the same birthday as Michael Jackson.  I share the same birthday as..... That is one of the top 7 most disgusting bloggers in Singapore, Steven Lim, by the way. Oh, the horror. Somebody please kill me. (Don't bother going to his website, it will lag your browser like shit and thoroughly murder

Delianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35372004.post-60737109381505761902010-06-04T17:14:00.005+08:002010-06-06T13:52:29.530+08:00

I'm finally home, it's been an exhausting week. Anyway I won't do a day by day recount of every single thing that happened from what time I ate to how many times I visit the toilet at night etc because I'll fall asleep halfway through the post. But mainly, the highlights of pre-u sem: 1. The opening ceremony. Saw the PM in person, and spoke to him (more like, asked him a question). Anyway my

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Today I'm going to make yet another collection of weird dreams I've had but never blogged about. There will most probably be more since my mind gets screwed up when stress (CTs) comes up. 1. The Anti-Matter City Just a few nights ago I dreamt that I was casted in a new science fiction horror movie. I was male in the dream, and I was casted alongside Megan Fox as my girlfriend. Anyway, near

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A few days ago I received an email from Nuffnang, asking me to blog about Jipaban. Personally, I find blogshops mega YAWN-INDUCING. Have you seen the kind of things they sell on blogshops? Even when I shop in real life (which is actually quite hardly ever), it's quite a feat to be able to find me something I would take a second look at, not to mention buy. For the life of me I cannot understand

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We are protected from so much pain. For example: graves. The earth’s roots and brown-black blood are busy covering the soft, violated bodies of our loves. Death is a secret, and the rain with its many hands washes off the streets to the gutters death’s thick surprise. The automatic shutter of the eye never fails, the courtesies of the tongue. What goes on in the rooms of houses is

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You know, lots of things piss me off-a majority comprises of stupid guys who know nothing yet talk like they know EVERYTHING, right down to trying to give you advice on how to live your life and when you very politely ignore them to give them the message that they are not as smart as they like to act like they are, they go "Fine, don't heed my advice. You'll only regret." So, how about we just

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I'm a new person from today, no more bounded by those emotional chains, no more of those conflicts about my own character and stuff. If I'm ever going to stand up, it'd gonna be today. They can say, Anything they want to say, Try to bring me down, But I will not allow anyone to succeed hanging clouds over me, And they can try Hard to make me feel that I, Don't matter at all, But I refuse to

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Heard of the colorgenics quiz? I never believed in the accuracy of personality tests, but I took one anyway, and my result (whatever is true is italised): You are so adamant at this time, you are not willing to concede to anything. You are dictatorial with your own ideas and the way you are feeling and there is little that anyone can do to make you change your mind, or to be able to persuade you

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You know I've been thinking: will the discipline level at NS be something like what I experienced at PBB camp? Nurturing males from boys to men, teaching them resilience and responsibility? I mean I know why it is important for males to learn these qualities, but why isn't anyone faulting those females who don't? I don't understand the double standard. Why is it acceptable for girls to be

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; junru says: heyy ★delia★ bring on the coffee addiction says: hey ; junru says: eh haha opps wrong person! hahaha sorry ★delia★ bring on the coffee addiction says: LOL ; junru says: Paiseh ★delia★ bring on the coffee addiction says: it's okay HAHAHA Edit: I think the blog could be a lot less personal, but there are reasons why I still

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I don't know why I'm being bothered by this kind of nonsense at a stage of my school life whereby I should be stable enough to settle down and study for my As. Lately quite a lot has been happening, and I'm kind of at a stage whereby I'm feeling disillusioned about being myself. I've been dying to ask, why is it so difficult to want to uphold my values? Talk is cheap, I know it, which is why I

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(This dude is from the South Park WoW episode)

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I've recently stopped going to that hairdresser at Ang Mo Kio because she thinks just because she cut my hair for 14 damn years, she can keep asking me the most retarded questions that I'm very sick of answering, which have nothing to do with her whatsoever. It's one thing to ask questions. In fact when within limits it's quite flattering because people assume you're interested in knowing about

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Foreigners try to decode Singapore lingo.

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Alicia:: and I will sing because You gave me a voice BMT? Alicia:: and I will sing because You gave me a voice oh. Alicia:: and I will sing because You gave me a voice LOL Alicia:: and I will sing because You gave me a voice dun go Alicia:: and I will sing because You gave me a voice pls *delia* days of being

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I found this on a comment page of one of my seniors' blogs. I really feel the urge to post it here (though I don't have the permission to do so. but I've cut out all the personal bits) because it describes me; it's something I've been trying to make sense of for many years but have never been able to adequately explain when people ask me why I think the way I do. I highly doubt you read my blog

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I realised I rarely make photo posts so here are some photos to sum up my life! (Yiwen, imitation is the best form of flattery) This is a new dish which I had learnt-a very presentable dish of tomato omelette. It tasted as good as it looked, but it's okay. It's the nutritional value of it that counts. But mundane stuff aside, I miss trainings a lot come to think of it. To quote Kalya, my

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A passenger returns on a train from 2046. The journey is cold and lonely, and it is recommended that every passenger finds an android on the train for companionship during the journey to avoid the loneliness. He was the only person to have returned from 2046. 2046 is a place whereby all people and feelings stay the same. People travel back to 2046 to retrieve a lost love, to fill out a

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"I need you BOY Adore you BOY Gotta have you BOY I wanna feel your touch..."

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I've honestly never seen a more imbecilic debate.

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And it's now back to donning glasses in school, mugging for SATs (WTF!!!!! 3 weeks) and preparing for ok wtf I'm not going to list the whole list of shit down. A year plus of hard work and it's already over. Just like that. Looking back, I have no regrets (I think), and I'm really thankful I've found the 9 of my teammates (plus the guys) to go through this journey with me, and for being the

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Today's semis was just heartbreaking for many of us. I was expecting myself to have taken this a lot more badly, but truth to be told, I came up from the semis feeling...I guess, simply desensitised, I didn't know what to feel anymore. I guess everything is manifesting itself in me in the form of a dull ache right now, something I really can't quite explain. I went out thinking I would make

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The end is near. I have much to anticipate in the next few days-excitement, of the fact that we're unleashing all the powers we've cultivated in over a year, to a small extent, nervousness, perhaps due to the fact that the outcome is extremely unpredictable, but actually most of all, nostalgia. Sometimes, jokingly of course, my classmates have always said I have close to zero life. I literally

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YAY Finally, after so damn long, I have blogging inspiration again! I think sexiness isn't purely about outer appearance alone. I mean, there are lots of good-looking people around, but a handful are outright disgusting inside. It's like those good-looking guys in school who are flirty, arrogant and childish (none of the 6J/canoe guys are like that lah, but I'm just saying!). I mean personally I

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Yiwen, this is for you (:

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I recently came across a senior's blogpost about her take on Christianity. And like me, she does not believe in God. Many a time I've had GB juniors, SENIORS even, asking me what was holding me back from becoming a Christian. My usual reply was that I simply couldn't bring myself to worship something I didn't believe exists, and actually, I always preferred to just keep my reply short and simple

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I realised I haven't blogged about NJCC yet so I shall attempt to do a coherent photopost while my brother sings that Numa Numa song in a horribly off-key fashion. This photo demonstrates 1) the need for me to stop smiling to myself  2) the moment before the k4 1000m heats (second race of the day after Weeki's). Everyone's picking their own lucky lifejack to use for training nowadays. I guess I

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While the friends are still trying to decide whether to play bridge, and while I'm mugging macroecons, guess what I've been watching on youtube: WTF I totally LOL-ed at snowpants and little drummer boy. Speaking of GDP and bridge-our class totally turns into an illegal gambling den outside of lessons. Bridge/Daidi/whatever bullcrap takes up like 90% of our free time. At least we're all doing

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  delia               no weapon formed against me shall prosper. nats '10 says:  oh okay  hey i realised i dont have someone on msn  from our class  but i cant figure out who kelvin says:  lol then how do you realise   delia               no weapon formed against me shall prosper. nats '10 says:  i only have 20  i know i dont have haikal so im gonna add him  karthik and lihsuan probably dont

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This post will only serve to make my 2 or so readers more agonised. But anyway, these are the numerous strategies I have in order to 1) stay out of Physics remedial, 2) stay out of Econs remedial, 3) live up to the pact my PW group made to make it onto the Dean's list at least once in our lives. 1. GP. Should I: A: Burn up all my readings, drink the ashes so I get extreme diarrheoa and miss the

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Are you a typical girl who wants to annoy her friends? Here's a step-by-step procedure on how to do it! Success guaranteed! 1. Everytime you eat with your friends, obsessively whine and whine about how much meat you've eaten, and if possible, deliberately not eat anything at all in an attempt to make your friends look like dumb greedy sows for eating a plate of beehoon. Never mind that excess

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1. Could still be capping in a T 2. Could have had 14 minute 2k timings 3. Could be a guy 4. Could have fallen for a girl (yucks the horror) 5. Could have gotten 1900 for SAT 6. Could have been retained in J1 7. Could have body odour 8. Could be bald 9. Could be 130 cm tall 10. Could be 17 yet look 70 11. Could have no friends 12. Could have been shipwrecked on a land with no food/no one/only

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Is it having a photo taken of yourself doing something embarrassing, posted on the internet, and having hundreds of Singaporeans condemn you, or being someone who regularly takes such photos of others to be posted and circulated around the internet? I must say this: Singapore Seen is pathetic. What's the rationale of having a portal that allows Singaporeans to post whatever they would like to

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1. I didn't understand a single shit about electric fields until like, maybe a few minutes ago. I don't file my physics notes properly (or any other subject's notes for that matter), I can't find half my tutorials from oscillations onwards, and I'm struggling to read my own handwriting. Going by that I have no idea how I got a B for physics promos. 2. I realised that practically every part of my

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Nats: 6th-9th April 2010. Bedok Reservoir AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!

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I know I really shouldn't be preaching about this, but some things are universally considered pissifying. So please stop it. 1. Talks are organised for students to learn from the speaker, not for smart alecs to show off their (lack of) mental prowess. Everytime there's a talk by an invited guest which I have to attend, there will DEFINITELY be some idiot who goes up during the Q&A session with

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This goes out to you and you and you When glory days turn to stormy nights You must have been so petrified Didn't you, didn't you feel so cold You against the world in a losing fight Captive of your demons inside So you sought an enemy (I'm not your enemy. He lives in you, you know it's true) Like times before to mock ignorantly (But the Lord said love, love your enemy so just...) Take heed

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Some may find it counter-intuitive, but beauty may enhance a man's sexual attractiveness even more dramatically than it does a woman's. Not only do good-looking guys start having sex several years earlier than the average, he's more than twice as likely to have his sexual partner achieve orgasm than the average joe, according to a 1994 study by evolutionary biologist Randy Thornhill and

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I miss those team runs on the school tracks, when our seniors were still with us, whereby we would cheer that "whoosh" thing after every round. Running again today with my team under the greying sky felt so good, so nostalgic. It scares me how close we are to Nats, how little time I have to trash those nationalists/communists and restore capitalism, how little time I have to sub __:30, how

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School has begun! YAY! Must do a weekly summary of my life in school just to show how much I LOVE SCHOOL!!! 1. Monday: Came to school. Never mind that my abs were 100% fscked up from inclined sit-ups. Never mind that our timetable is so packed that we have no more ramming (i.e. card playing) time. I was TOTALLY looking forward to physics lecture. Never mind that LT2 was like a freaking sauna

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Instead of doing dumb resolutions which I never look at after some time later, I'd rather remind myself of values I should uphold before I lose myself. 2010 will be a hectic year. 1. Don't pretend to be an angel. Many people told me that I have changed a lot over 2009. Became crazier, maybe, because I've got a hyper and funny class and an even more energetic team. Became more vulgar, definitely

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The holidays have drained the life out of me which drove me to explore the unexplored terrains of facebook, and can I just say some of the things I found are really bizarre to the max? 1. The Asian Male Fan Club So you think this group was created by a group of obese, aging Caucasian females inflicted with a yellow fever? WRONG. The creator of the group is a photographer who specialises in

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Updated: 4th Jan 2010 There are some characters in stories/TV dramas that make many go, "Oh man, why haven't I dated a guy/girl like that before? He/she is so awesome!" Then there are others who make you go, "Oh man, I know exactly why I haven't dated a guy/girl like that"-because these people are so screwed up nobody would ever go near them with a 10 foot long pole. Here is my list of people

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I've probably never said this before, but I really think 6J is one awesome, ass-kicking class. I've never had a class this bonded before; the only that came quite close was probably 206'06. My initial impression of this class was that we were simply an apathetic bunch, chucking everything work and class-related to the dustbin reps (aka Zaki and me). But as time progressed our class just simply

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Schoolhouse rock was this really really old series of videos which came out on CDs as games in the 1990s. I have the game CD, which was really fun, and they featured some of their old videos on the CD. Here are 2 that are absolutely gay to the max.

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1. Today's ab ache was a result of yesterday's: non-stop (pushup, planks and cruches) sets while my teammates did 5 rounds of monkey hills, 3 2k timings (1 T1 timing and 2 consecutive K4 timings WTF), medicine balls, and wheelbarrows. I hate wheelbarrows. I never want to do that shit again, ESPECIALLY NOT AFTER (see sequence of events above). 2. Plans for today: After wasting most of my holiday

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This morning, just as I had gotten home from settling the insurance stuff (it's a big pain in the ass for a mere sprained ankle), I found my maid and my brother in my room. My maid was in tears, and my brother said something along the lines of "Think about what I just told you." I didn't dare to ask my maid what went wrong, so I confronted my brother, thinking he must have been a rude

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Here is a list of 5 things NEVER EVER to say to me, or to any other girl, for that matter. Because these pieces of advice are so incredibly stupid you might as well have told me to jump off a cliff. Seriously, girls who have their opinions fed to them by the media/what other girls do instead of by their own common sense, and yet have skins thick enough to try to educate their friends, need to

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