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when you believe - - Saturday, July 18, 2009 @ 10:46 PM

it's amazing how can a fictional story move you tears while you're munching golden fries from macdonalds in a crowded and overated takashimaya.

lousie bagshawe has done it.

kudos to her. she's even better than my favorites, erin mccarthy, chris manby and kathy love.
go bagshawe!
(:

ooh. and speaking of which i think i got the best present in my life.
a guitar! (:
ha. and it's not even my birthday yet.
but the bad thing is that, i can't play it -
not because i'm incompetent but the friggin thing is untuned.
everything i play comes out wrong.
when i try tuning it, it sounds even worse.
some help please, anyone?
and i borrowed a self-help book from the library. gahh. it doesn't help me to play 'this old man'

butterfly fly away -
went shopping today. 12 hours straight. (:
well, algae's stamina is still going strong.
and i've fallen in love with edc at tampines 1.
don't ask me why. both me and my sis are suckers for edc.
but the difference is - she's rich enough to afford it. i'm not.

there can be miracles,
when you believe
define reality. define what i want. here's a list. those in pink are unrealistic. and i think i'll have 75% less grey ones compared to pink.
this goes to show how naive and fantasy-like is the world i've been living in -

own orchad road (this is the reason why i should belong in woodbridge)
expand orchad road even though it's getting as overrated as LV
own edc (i wish)
play the guiar like taylor swift (right. taylor swift. if i can even make 'this old man' work. it's miraculous)
play the piano (long fingers. so what? poor hand-eye coordiantion.)
write stories like louise bagshawe and have them published (that'll happen when J stops critizing me)
appear on the runway in 5 years time (runway? right. i could appear on the virtual runway with my 2 dimensional barbie doll sponsered by facebook)
actually do chinese (it's a scary thought)
do science (passion doesn't mean talent or brains.)
cure my distaste for physics (sighs. light. electrcity. work. heat. damn.)
make sure that gabriel(he majors in bio)doesn't hinder my dream of majoring in bio
algae to save the world(literally. me. the greenish stuff. i'm going to be the next alternative energy and number one carbon dioxide sucker)
a new handphone(sighs.)
3-in-1 hair straightener/curler (somehow, i just think it wouldn't work)
body shop bilberry color detangler (20 bucks for a bottle of 250ml. any qualms why my mom wouldn't buy it for me?)
white mango tanktop with gold prints (i'm putting this as reality, hoping. went mango and found out they launched new tanktops. sighs. mom refused to buy)
fearless CD (i'm trying to convince myself that at the rate i'm spending money, hopefully, there's enough to go around to support my dearest taylor swift)
all the lousie bagshawe books (singapore doesn't even sell them. the NLB saved me)
be able to locate all places in singapore on a map without having to look at the map itself (i'm trying. really.)
to be rich? (everyone would love that)
to own my very first M.A.C make-up (wait till i get my first paycheck then)
sweetness in lives of the people i love (yep. that'll happen. once i get kick-assed out of the story)
all terrorists to die (have y'all heard of the jarkata bombings? it was gruesome. and kick ass those terrorists)
all poor people to get rich (puh-lease. the gap between rich and poor is spreading further and wider each day)
to have a hamster (mom will never allow. after my brother killed twiddle and dumb, no hope)
to memorise all elements in the periodic table (HAHA.i'm a sucker for chemistry)
to lead a happy life

now, you see how deprieved i am in my life.

i have a loving and doting sister.
i have a kick-ass and highly hilarious older brother.
i have a shitty younger brother.
i have oh-so-understanding parents.
i have a sweet grandpa.
i have a gorgeous grandma.
i have a laptop.
i have friends. do i?
i have food and water.
i have proper sanitation facilities.
i have a bedroom.
i have people to love.
i have a dream.
i have a passion.
i have a brain. let me rethink that.
i have working limbs. not in perfect condition though.
i am living.

what i don't have -

money.
beauty.
brains. REAL brains.
talent.
charisma.
loving family.
nice teachers.
proper school.
US citizenship.
proper bag
proper wallet
anti-virus software
scrapbooking supplies
courage
compassion. but i'm not ice queen either.
creativity.
hands that work. like be able to scuplture stuff, play piano and do art.
legs that work.
eyes that work.
hell, a friggin body with an operational heart and windpipe.

the list goes on.

right. my last wish reminds me of how sickly i am .

after running/walking 5 flights of steps,

i can't breathe at all.
99% of the air that goes in my mouth comes out.
i feel light-headed
i have a headache the size of a mammoth that jumped out from ice age 3.
i can't feel my fingers or toes.
my ribcage hurts like hell.

after chasing denise and yixin from 1st story to 3rd storey,
i kneel onto the floor clutching my heart and using my willpower to increase the size of my windpipe.

right. and i choke like on everything. my saliva. my food. my air.

and once i am stressed, my heart squeezes me as though it's my conscience and i've just stolen a burberry bag.

damn me. i hate my body. who doesn't?

love, algae
today is not a good day to rumble the hell outta my wits.

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(: well, algae's stamina is still going strong. and i've fallen in love with edc at tampines 1. don't ask me why. both me and my sis are suckers for edc. but the difference is - she's rich enough to afford it. i'm not. there can be miracles, when you believe define reality. define what i want. here's a list. those in pink are unrealistic. and i think i'll have 75% less grey ones compared to pink. this goes to show how naive and fantasy-like is the world i've been living in - own orchad road (this is the reason why i should belong in woodbridge) expand orchad road even though it's getting as overrated as LV own edc (i wish) play the guiar like taylor swift (right. taylor swift. if i can even make 'this old man' work. it's miraculous) play the piano (long fingers. so what? poor hand-eye coordiantion.) write stories like louise bagshawe and have them published (that'll happen when J stops critizing me) appear on the runway in 5 years time (runway? right. i could appear on the virtual runway with my 2 dimensional barbie doll sponsered by facebook) actually do chinese (it's a scary thought) do science (passion doesn't mean talent or brains.) cure my distaste for physics (sighs. light. electrcity. work. heat. damn.) make sure that gabriel(he majors in bio)doesn't hinder my dream of majoring in bio algae to save the world(literally. me. the greenish stuff. i'm going to be the next alternative energy and number one carbon dioxide sucker) a new handphone(sighs.) 3-in-1 hair straightener/curler (somehow, i just think it wouldn't work) body shop bilberry color detangler (20 bucks for a bottle of 250ml. any qualms why my mom wouldn't buy it for me?) white mango tanktop with gold prints (i'm putting this as reality, hoping. went mango and found out they launched new tanktops. sighs. mom refused to buy) fearless CD (i'm trying to convince myself that at the rate i'm spending money, hopefully, there's enough to go around to support my dearest taylor swift) all the lousie bagshawe books (singapore doesn't even sell them. the NLB saved me) be able to locate all places in singapore on a map without having to look at the map itself (i'm trying. really.) to be rich? (everyone would love that) to own my very first M.A.C make-up (wait till i get my first paycheck then) sweetness in lives of the people i love (yep. that'll happen. once i get kick-assed out of the story) all terrorists to die (have y'all heard of the jarkata bombings? it was gruesome. and kick ass those terrorists) all poor people to get rich (puh-lease. the gap between rich and poor is spreading further and wider each day) to have a hamster (mom will never allow. after my brother killed twiddle and dumb, no hope) to memorise all elements in the periodic table (HAHA.i'm a sucker for chemistry) to lead a happy life now, you see how deprieved i am in my life. i have a loving and doting sister. i have a kick-ass and highly hilarious older brother. i have a shitty younger brother. i have oh-so-understanding parents. i have a sweet grandpa. i have a gorgeous grandma. i have a laptop. i have friends. do i? i have food and water. i have proper sanitation facilities. i have a bedroom. i have people to love. i have a dream. i have a passion. i have a brain. let me rethink that. i have working limbs. not in perfect condition though. i am living. what i don't have - money. beauty. brains. 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