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Monday, April 23, 2007
8:07 pm

Main Entry: apos·ta·sy
Pronunciation: &-'päs-t&-sE
Function: noun
1 : renunciation of a religious faith
2 : abandonment of a previous loyalty

Main Entry: de·fec·tion
Pronunciation: di-'fek-sh&n
Function: noun
: conscious abandonment of allegiance or duty (as to a person, cause, or doctrine)

so have i defected?

my goals, my plans, my principles. 3 months ago and now seems so far away, things seem so different. what i knew back then seem irrelevant now. what i wanted back then cannot be achieved now. it seems like i have thrown my dreams right out the window, but yet again, i do not know what my dreams are anymore.

okay it seems like that's all i've been rambling about the past few entries huh.

congratulations andrea darling, how i wish i was with you. or maybe not. i'm not sure anymore.

been doing random things. going random places. no direction.

i got my Zouk privilege card sometime in december last year, if you remember me blogging about it, and i got upgraded to Zouk membership not too long ago, received my Zouk member card in early march, been "punching card" (or so my dear bouncer friend calls it) every week since then on wed, fri & sometimes sat. i can sign in one guest now lol.

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this past week i decided to take a break, didn't step into zouk at all, not even for their 16th anniversary party. sob. even though i desperately wanted to go. it was by invitation only, and my invite came in the mail. fucking cool i tell you.

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got my MoS membership card sometime back as well, but hardly used it. saturday nights there sometimes are alright. but i think zouk crowd rocks more. hur. oh you can buy MoS + The Cannery membership now, some ultimate membership thing, $288 and get 2 bottles free, plus subsequent discounts and whatnots.

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i'm bored. can you tell?

sometimes i wonder wtf am i thinking, wtf was i thinking, wtf am i doing. seriously. someone please slap me and ask me to get a life. really.

ugh, fuck you all.

i want a Georg Jensen ring. my birthday's on 23rd June, exactly two months more, so darlings you have loads of time to save up. :)

i know i'm not making sense here, but who cares?

my closest friends from mgs, the ones i still keep in contact with. fifi and ta. i've known fifi for 6 years now, and ta for 9 years (since pri 4 or so she says). photos taken during one of our very rare meetups lol.

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there are alot of other photos from random moments to upload. but i'm too lazy. :) and yes, i know i keep saying that.

ciao for now.

and after all, you're my wonderwall.

on a another note, i feel damn irritated. aiyah. no right for me to feel that way but i can't help it la. nobody's fault. nothing's wrong. just grumpy. and annoyed. quite frustrated actually. just sick of waiting. i feel like screaming at someone, but i don't know who. i feel like crying too, but i don't know why. fuck. okay whatever. yes i am going crazy. pardon my siaoness. kthxbye.



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