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[C'EST MOI]
living paradox. individualist with anarchistic tendencies.
eludes eminence but appreciates subtle recognition.
capricious yet dependable. clandestine and unfathomable.
cynical realist who succumbs to the occasional idealism.

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Tuesday, November 21, 2006

I can't remember the title...

You take my hand
And lead me to Your side
Your warm embrace
Sets my heart on fire
You are my shelter
God of all wonders
You are the hero of my life

I live for You
The Saviour of my life
Your love for me
Is wider than the skies
You are my shelter
God of all wonders
You are the hero of my life

You came for me
Your life for mine
When I couldn't save myself
You bore my pain
My sin my shame
Jesus my Lord my life

[Time of Confession] 12:54 AM
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Sunday, November 19, 2006

Beautiful Song

At the Cross
by Darlene Zschech, Reuben Morgan

Oh Lord You've searched me
You know my way
Even when I fail You
I know You love me


Your holy presence
Surrounding me
In every season
I know You love me
I know You love me


At the cross I bow my knee
Where Your blood was shed for me
There's no greater love than this
You have overcome the grave
Your glory fills the highest place
What can separate me now


You go before me
You shield my way
Your hand upholds me
I know You love me


You tore the veil
You made a way
When You said that it is done


And when the earth fades
Falls from my eyes
And You stand before me
I know You love me
I know You love me

[Time of Confession] 9:31 PM
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Friday, November 10, 2006

What was he thinking?

Brit burns bum with firecracker

Thu Nov 9, 9:37 PM ET


LONDON - A 22-year-old man suffered internal injuries after lighting a small firecracker he had inserted into his buttocks, paramedics said Thursday. The incident took place Sunday, when Britain celebrated Bonfire Night, traditionally marked with fireworks to celebrate the Guy Fawkes' gunpowder plot to blow up Parliament in the 17th century.

The man suffered burns and other unspecified internal injuries in the incident in Sunderland, 275 miles north of London.

Katherine Shenton, a spokeswoman for the North East Ambulance Service, said a caller had phoned in that the victim was bleeding after the firecracker exploded.

Several of the man's friends recorded the incident on a mobile phone. The blurry images show a man bent over with his pants down and a white flash as the firecracker explodes.

The Times newspaper reported the man is a soldier who recently returned from Iraq.

[Time of Confession] 10:40 PM
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Mercedes Benz Advert


A new advertisement by Borneo Motors for Mercedes Benz

"The Ten Commandments, the Top 40, the 20 best cinema kisses, the 50 greatest athletes in history, 100 places you should visit before you die, the 5 world's wealthiest men, and 3 things you'd take to a desert island. There are guest lists, shopping lists, blacklists, exam pass list, a list best not to be on. Humans love lists. It's a desperate attempt by man to make order out of chaos. There are thousands of different lists, and all with something in common. On a list, there is always a first. The rest follow behind. New Mercedes Benz S-Class. One Step Further."

Brilliant!

[Time of Confession] 7:59 PM
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Thursday, November 09, 2006

Weekend Celebrations (II)

For the 2nd part of Friday night, G, K, and myself headed to the usual drinking and chill out joint @ Armenian St: Timbre

Just a personal opinion - the refreshing ice-cold beers would have gone down better if there was quality music playing. Oh well... it's just my point of view.



But I must say, it didn't really matter that we three didn't fancy the band playing that night. We had the liberty of entertaining ourselves silly taking photos.

Here's us girls trying to do a Kenny:


And when we decided to get more serious, we discussed the possibility of starring in our own blockbuster:


Ultimately, there was no stopping the horsing around. Seems like alcohol reduces us to mere 5 yr olds.


More photos for Saturday's events next...

[Time of Confession] 12:32 AM
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Wednesday, November 08, 2006

Dove Advert


When ephemeral beauty is just an illusion.

[Time of Confession] 8:26 PM
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Monday, November 06, 2006

Weekend Celebrations (I)

I've got loads of pictures to share coz it was my birthday last weekend! Was meaning to put up some yesterday but was kinda in a moody fit with some gnawing irritations. But anyway, there's too much worth being cheerful about to stay sullen for long so I'm back with the account of my weekend. It was a pretty eventful weekend with a gazillion of photos but I only have so much time (blame the stupid exams... bah I so hate school!) so I'm gonna have to do this in parts.

There was ALOT of eating, so much that I feel that I'm worthy of my own food variety show. Fiona Xie has 'Coffee Talk and Hawker Walks', mine could be something like this

presenting....




yah right =)

On Friday night was dinner with Grace and Kenny.

I tried out the goth look. Scary?

Okay back to my food adventure. I met up with K first who decided on the place for dinner; where we were going to eat was supposed to be a surprise but guess who was in for mock horror when I casually exclaimed that I was rather full from a late lunch...

We were going to DONG DONG KUISHIN BO!

A very long-awaited trip there indeed... we've been planning to do the Japanese buffet for months but have never made it.

In spite of the rather filled tummy, when I saw the spread of food laid out before me, I immediately felt my stomach expand to make way for the delightful cuisine. So much food, so little space!

The three of us each have our distinct ways of dealing with that much food: (click on the pictures for an enlarged view)




The freshest, most slippery and juicy salmon sashimi... oiishi desu yo!


Then we get a little cranky with the photo-taking


And there was dessert - my favourite part of the every meal!


We're not good at concealing our excitement, are we?


Ultimate satisfaction!


Watch out for part II when we went for beers at Timbre!

[Time of Confession] 11:14 PM
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Sunday, November 05, 2006

Questions I don't want the answers to

Am I invisible to you, is my presence insignificant?
Am I just an obligation, a liability to bear?
Why question things you never meant to know?
Why don't you listen when I speak?

Is going about your work all that matters?

I wonder if I'm a part of your world.
I peer into your circle but I don't see myself.
Would you notice if one day I wasn't anymore?
Would you even turn to look if I walked away?

I've been living with these questions for years
I'm not sure I want to hear the answers to them.
You don't even know that you've left me with such doubt.

Sometimes I just want you to know how I really feel,
but how can I do that if I'm invisible to you?

I thought I've learnt to live with it, to accept it as part of life
But it just keeps coming back to haunt, to eat me up inside
I don't want to face this anymore, please stop making me feel this way
Can't you just cut me off and let me freely walk away?

I wish I was someone else.

[Time of Confession] 11:39 PM
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