tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58532422011-04-22T07:06:00.506+10:00absinthe kisses and souvlaki wishesEs, souvlakis and tequila. Our laughter rolled liked a joint and our love popped like pills.meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comBlogger1111100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1140601354880559352006-02-22T20:21:00.000+11:002006-02-22T20:48:55.023+11:00 Xiang's 21st and the DXO experience Hong Kong : a Wonderlandmeifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1128575112192098732005-10-06T15:03:00.000+10:002005-10-06T15:05:12.203+10:00you thought i was dead. but no, i'm still here, doin what i do and makin the best of it. i'm doin art. and art is living life and lovin it.meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1125280241667852972005-08-29T11:37:00.000+10:002005-08-29T11:50:41.673+10:00first times. the first time you moved into a brand new house that became home. the first time you went to school and made friends. the first time you heard about the boogeyman. the first time you saw your parents fight. the first time you went to the principal's office.the first time you tried public speaking.the first time you had a crush. the first time you pulled a prank on authority.the firstmeifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1124620345260994302005-08-21T20:21:00.000+10:002005-08-21T20:32:25.266+10:00you're fantasticand i'm in the momentno time to pauseand think things throughbecause life never gives two times chancesto make mistakes orlearn all over againand you're fanFUCKingtasticand we go so welllike baileys and milkben and jerry'sconnossiuer chocolate obsessionwith cantonese slapstickthe evil twin or notlife never stopsandie thinks that she's in l.o.v.e with smith hayden creshap.and she meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1122713032778622702005-07-30T18:00:00.000+10:002005-07-30T18:43:52.816+10:00hello world. i'm back. been sick and busy and rather voiceless. anyhow, potluck tonight. yum. there was a lot shouting and pushing and banging and clashing and challenging and it made me tired. my fingers are freezing off and my feet are cold. on another note, the very thought of blistering cold excites me. imagine the whole 3 months of cold cold whitewash fluff. woohoo. ok, be right back when meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1120928384031475332005-07-10T00:04:00.000+10:002005-07-10T14:52:32.046+10:00so the past weeks were a staged drama of big personal events and even landed a scar on my cheek. so i received blessings of forever happiness, got my heart broken cos i broke some. played hide and seek with the tim tam, accompanied a drinkdrivegetcaught friend to the station where liscenses bade farewell, spend a week of touring melbourne with my sista n frens like a true blue shutterflashy meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1119538296080662262005-06-24T00:34:00.000+10:002005-06-24T00:51:36.093+10:00tired, restless, sleepless, worked out, muscle ached. partied out? never. yes, it's still dandy and occupied. i'm so glad i have no time to stop, pause and think. i'm so glad for little triangles i create, maybe squares. me, my loved hunnybunny, my oops!, my timtam. the love, the i-know-i-shldn't, the new found candiedlust object of affection. i haven't been this sad in a long time, that i'm not meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1118984415841291922005-06-17T14:43:00.000+10:002005-06-17T15:29:26.403+10:00mon: e memory stolen from me,something about mr and mrs smith. and then a house gone wrongand temp goodbye to a buddytues: kirin, late night rides private screening of edison and mea bad night's sleep and bad behaviourwed: beer and sashimi, kl food and sporie droolscookie sessions only we know about. secret ingredients that tingle your sensesfriends from season one to eighta laughing fest and meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1118814206119633622005-06-15T15:17:00.001+10:002005-06-15T15:47:45.703+10:00i lost someone i love. i asked for it. i dun regret it. but that doesn't mean i can't be sad. very very depressingly upset. it happened in the rain, outside where gangstas glorified the streets. and there was the goodbye kiss. so as the days fade and time tick pass so quickly, i spent every moment smiling and laughing and willing it away. dun leave me alone if you are good fer me. it's 3.17pm andmeifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1118367248751444202005-06-10T11:10:00.000+10:002005-06-10T11:34:08.756+10:00the papers are over and out.stats paper:- reminded housemate to bring calculator - check- reminded housemate tram ticket- check- reminded housemate of stationery- check- reached exam hall 5 mins into time - check.- forgot own calculator - check. - did hand calculations for sq root 0.36582 - check. other than that little blunder, everything was slick happy and ecstatic joyjoy yesterday. went meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1117864751658228822005-06-04T15:44:00.000+10:002005-06-04T15:59:11.663+10:00i miss you baby. it started from a game of five ten.my weed dusted fingersappearing and disappearingand we drank so muchof cheap china beer and heine.my lips were raw from kissingtender lovingly pinkand sideways frownyanked me away fromwhere i should have stayedand you were so drunkfrom cheap beer and heineand i keep dreaming about youespadrillas, airbrushed legsand sexaye gansta partyslike we meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1117695937182702512005-06-02T17:03:00.000+10:002005-06-02T17:06:11.260+10:00oops. i did it again. fuck fuck fuck. i hate guilt. SLUT. :(meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1117299659995801532005-05-29T02:29:00.000+10:002005-05-30T12:53:07.496+10:00what i really like...about cars otherwise known as driving machinesdriving at 150 in calvin's celica going down the eastern freeway at 2am. all the windey, bendey, sharp swerve turns. sitting in joee's integra type R, blasting 'freak me' baby. holding hands when he drives.drive in movies in feex's mazda (if the show ain't long and slow)about weatherraining and i can disaapear beneath the meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1116314622467408072005-05-17T17:17:00.000+10:002005-05-17T17:23:42.470+10:00my life a year back. poignant baby. jus the way i like it. and it's only a little fragment. oh how am i to part this party:frenzy:joint:happy:timeofmylife:melbournian city?meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1116121619628307402005-05-15T11:32:00.000+10:002005-05-15T11:46:59.633+10:00the weekend was really good. so good and happy that i'm afraid if i say it, it won't be so sacredly good anymore... anyhow, it started with nice cozy snuggles. then a meet up for coffee and an awesome conversation with a new found buddy. hot choc, marshmellos and a ginormous red fluffed up and loved sofa made me very happy. and then at night, somewhere between 12am to 1am, we had this huge influxmeifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1115943003666997112005-05-13T09:49:00.000+10:002005-05-13T10:14:09.603+10:00I've told everyone about this evil person in my life. so you're thinking i would tell you too. but i'm far to tired to bitch bout people and waste my time on boring on facts like that cos it's not worth it. the construction is cranking outside and it's only 9 in the morning. the neighbours are moving and there's this great ugly truck blocking my view of the shops and disrupting my lust for the meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1114762208251997912005-04-29T18:03:00.000+10:002005-04-29T18:10:08.250+10:00pods. everyone should eat some pods. they're little husk like biscuits filled with choc and a lil twix, snickers or mars. very nice. belgian waffles. drizzled in mapple syrup and icing sugar goodness. very nice. i wanna lick you up and down, til you say stop.i wanna play with your body baby,make you feel so hot!i am too much of a star, so now, i'll go and luxuriate on my couch and await my meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1113891641845153802005-04-19T15:58:00.000+10:002005-04-19T16:20:41.846+10:00a trip down the 1950swhen your mama was a baby and pops was about fiveand your old aunty worea yellow polka dot sundressand danced to elvisthe world bowed to the charms of rock n roll and jazz.o sweet fat arnie daysand now i present our kelvinator cooler. and yes, that's how my new fridge looks like, all you retrojunkies. and we didn't pick it up in the junk store, it's a collectibles. and it's meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1113265746334923042005-04-12T10:02:00.000+10:002005-04-12T10:29:06.336+10:00i need to write. the lack of internet access is driving me crazy and yes, it's becos we've moved and we're too lazy to pick up the phone and call the internet guy to come fix it up. either that or we're jus hesitant about which service to choose from. there's the optus, the telstra. the pac net, the hello, the i primus, the ozemail. i havent come on for so long, i forgot my username for a while. meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1111024294514381462005-03-17T12:40:00.000+11:002005-03-17T12:51:34.516+11:00hello world. wad happened the last few days was a big fat blur. i was fluctuating between happy and sad and now i dunno where to look for that feeling anymore. been haunted with weird dreams of retro furniture stores and rich influential in-laws inducing the morbid phobia of exchanging vows and wedding bands. i discovered gambling. waha. club keno. doesn't it feel nice to know that jus for a meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1110153567893377922005-03-07T10:38:00.000+11:002005-03-07T10:59:27.896+11:00oh pendulum swing. stop toying with my heart. no yo yo games and candied words, no truth behind the truth again. last night i found peace of mind. no stress in the house, no stress in the distant heart. so anyhow, 'together' at metro was cancelled due to some really unexpected reason. it has caused me great distress. more disappointment actually. it was really not too bad. then more upseting newsmeifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1109668716076097422005-03-01T20:09:00.000+11:002005-03-01T20:18:36.076+11:00you make me so sad it's kinda sweet. jus like the way i wanted but not quite. but nonetheless it has been poignant poignant. i don't wanna cry but it's too late cos my mascara stained eyes are telling me jus turn and go because waiting is not fun anymore. 'nextblue' started this wild dull chase. now it's gone. so where do i go to think of stuff that makes me smile this sad sad smile? without meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1109386821894996912005-02-26T13:47:00.000+11:002005-02-26T14:00:21.896+11:00clubbin in melbourne is jus so different. metro last nite was good. surprisingly good. despite the fact tat i only went in so very last minute to say hi. this little hunny fren of mine was a little bit too high. anyhow, the pictures thing was sucha good idea. but, very sadly, i received some sad news about some people overseas i don't know. and i thought 3 months was enough to resolve conflicts. meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1108981586253747322005-02-21T21:05:00.000+11:002005-02-21T21:29:58.176+11:00nothing beats taking a 7 hour flight with shitty qantas lumps of fish they call food, vegetating in the middle of two men and coming home to a room that didn't look like yours anymore. that slut of an erica he yihui practically held a wild-on party in my room! i entered from the glorious entrance to find two of my posters ripped from the wall and crumpled on the floor, my pillow at one end of themeifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1107895528394148672005-02-09T07:31:00.000+11:002005-02-09T07:45:28.393+11:00i was the little yellow dancing shoes
you were the tasteful manipulator
every day you stared at the window
scheming up ways to bring me home
fortyfive days later, they packed
me up in white wrapper and paper bag
i swayed along the streets
strutting as you did,
dancing on a scoresheet
but coffee one fine day
the buzz of stillettos and bare feet
slowly, under the chair
you shamefully tuck me
and meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1107315678852359812005-02-02T14:30:00.000+11:002005-02-02T14:42:56.336+11:00i have this great plan to stay home and laze around absorbing the coolness admist the outrageously wonderful summer heat for just one single day. but no, everytime i start the day out hoping to carry out my plan of doing nothing cept stuffing my face and getting stitched to the couch while watching crappy serial dvds of drama or anime or a fantastic myriad of blockbuster hits, i get tempted by meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1106187726729189032005-01-20T13:07:00.000+11:002005-01-20T13:22:06.730+11:00in between huggin rootpoots goodbye, crossing the death-defying car-zigzagging road and waiting an eternal life for the bus to come, the white striped shirt wearing guy 2.0m away from me broke into song. he gave a strange medley featuring hoobastank's the reason, maroon5's she will be loved and other random songs with goodbye and daylight in them. i'll be shot not to say his singing was oddly meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1105776778094390312005-01-15T18:57:00.000+11:002005-01-15T19:12:58.093+11:00steve jus told me that he went to amber last night til 6. ouch. i wanna go back jus for that too.. but anyhow, things aren't all bad here... lotsa busy people pretendin to be busy cos sean paul said to get busy. ok, i am spouting. lack of sleep and lethargy has seeped through my veins, i apologise.
grey is a bleak colour no one should wear cos it jus strips all flamboyantness and dramatic flairmeifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1104942281600717762005-01-06T03:06:00.000+11:002005-01-06T03:31:41.953+11:00i thought it was over. i thought i died. i thought you died. i floated into oblivion. you were not really hiding, not like a shadow; you just weren't there. and then i found an excuse. a very useful, totally valid one. and guess what? i received news that added a cloud of confusion to a whirlpool of blackness. but thinking through, i realised that eight months will be a very tremendously meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1104569683465406862005-01-01T19:36:00.000+11:002005-01-01T19:54:43.466+11:00it's new year but do you feel it?
raise up your hand so
i can have a clear view
no one celebrates
no cheer to be heard
didn't christmas jus come and go?
why do your heart still stay cold
like the winter hail
hittin hard on solid ground
as the tears fall and
you slowly fade away
into oblivion.. so silent
so who wants to celebrate
the new year without you.
very melancholic day. there isn't meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1102637835159523952004-12-10T10:43:00.000+11:002004-12-10T11:17:15.160+11:00asami koike...
the next big thing....
she sings like an angel with an edge. and she's pretty darn good at pool or so she thinks even though she can't play for nuts. and her earrings are wicked. anyone wants to hear her sing jus drop me a msg and i'll send it to you. it's awesome i swear.
so much has happened where do i start? for starters, my essay got marked. yay. then i did many crazy meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1101770787610209162004-11-30T09:59:00.000+11:002004-11-30T10:26:27.610+11:00where were you day before yesterday? i was walking down bourke street towards nike melbourne with venus, stef, joy and tes when this smelly asshole of a junkie mugged stef. she had her wallet and venus' nokia7200 in her hand when he attempted to grab em outta her. and of course, a scuttle gruttle struggle broke out. at first, we were oblivious cos stef did not make a sound. then when i saw the meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1101288611856169712004-11-24T20:12:00.000+11:002004-11-24T20:34:49.630+11:00ah.. huh huh... my essay, my heartbreaking piece of genius is lost. simply, plainly, stupidly disappeared from the essay box. why? and to make matters worse, my lecturer emailed me on the 15th and 18th to inform me but i only saw the email yesterday. and he's away on holiday. how? sure, i'm not dumb, i kept a second copy but the whole issue revolves around him believing my story that i've handed meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1101038391702237072004-11-21T22:52:00.000+11:002004-11-21T22:59:51.703+11:00i'm sorry for being the cause of everything. i'm sorry you think i'm stupid. i'm sorry for gettin myself pissed when i'm showing my support for you. i'm sorry i look the way i do. i'm sorry those people were harassing me. i'm sorry for the fight i didn't start but was the cause of. i'm sorry you have influential friends. i'm sorry i don't have a choice readily available for my schedule. i'm sorrymeifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1100662974788625532004-11-17T14:10:00.000+11:002004-11-17T14:52:03.340+11:00POR LOS MOMENTOS DIF CILES
YA ENTENND QUE LA FLOR M S BELLA
SER A SIEMPRE PARA MI
Lydia, eyes of mystery
why wander the heartbroken high seas
hurt displaced your smile
who can the gypsy sing for now?
you will see the clouds, the sun and the fog
reminiscing their repeated separation from earth
he's gone but left your haven untouched
and when the wind blows over, it's a sunshined world
he's gone,meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1099899642231148312004-11-08T18:06:00.000+11:002004-11-08T18:48:03.386+11:00introductions are by far the worst things people have to go through as part of some man-made social contract theory. i did one yesterday.
hi, i'm meifen. 2nd yr psychology at melbourne uni.
and i've got an exam tomorrow.
i am nineteen, dreading twenty, feelng fat and tired.
i work at l'incontro with a buncha of the bestest people i can think of working with
cept for two irritating lousy meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1099127188667203092004-10-30T18:52:00.000+10:002004-10-31T07:56:44.203+11:00stuff that happened at work i think i should share
today, as i was happily rinsing some cups and irritating the hell outta chandra, this white thrash of an angmoh street ah beng came into l'in contro. he was decked in a white singlet with a scar across his right upper arm, carrying a plastic bag of thrash. he walked into the bar area and said, 'can i borrow a knife?'
like, ok... then chandra meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1098935873603076922004-10-28T13:43:00.000+10:002004-10-28T14:17:28.766+10:00i've made many many wondrous plans this summer in singapore.. i can't wait. then i've also made many plans for this summer in melbourne and it's gonna be great. it has to be. i've found sunshine here and it's makng me glow like a golden flowergirl. i wish it was literally. damn that j.lo and her effortless glow. anyhow.. there's so much to do in singapore and melbourne.. i want the best of both..meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1097996371813026962004-10-17T16:40:00.000+10:002004-10-17T17:08:08.063+10:00robert is what people call a fat cunt. yes, and i think he deserves that title half literally and fully metaphoric. see, the point is according to social standards of beauty or charisma or charm or whatever superficial attribute one can posses, he is far far far from that. perhaps on the other end of the spectrum. but paradoxically, he is the greatest narcissist i know. he thinks he oozes the meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1097666791253007092004-10-13T21:20:00.000+10:002004-10-13T21:26:31.253+10:00you break me, mend me and break me again. now, what do i have left that i can call my own? don't tire out on me when you've dragged me all the way to watch the fireworks dance in the sky. because what's the point when i'm watching it alone?
Cos all of the stars
Are fading away
Just try not to worry
You'll see them some day
Take what you need
And be on your way
And stop crying your heart out
meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1097065497643334652004-10-06T22:01:00.000+10:002004-10-06T22:24:57.643+10:00you are just for fun. ... or are you?
i had two very bloat inducing weak skinny ice chocs on a very friggin hellish warm summery 24 perfect degrees day today. sighs. no wonder, my fat insecurities are coming. ok, i'm shallow and i want to look good esp cos i can nearly lick the summery swoosh of summer. but i'm only human, or rather woman. a perfectly vain one at that. anyhow, over coffee (or meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1096632520042885832004-10-01T21:39:00.000+10:002004-10-01T22:22:51.556+10:00Carrie Bradshaw and the girls have it too easy. Sure, they are a bunch of girls living it up in the harshest, bitchiest city of a big apple. They have to brave rocky relationships, insecurities, friendships, superficiality of the high society all while donning lovely bright fashion frocks and balancing on manolo stilts. But nope, they don't seem to be suffering the true reality of being broke, meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1096342930736365812004-09-28T13:01:00.000+10:002004-09-28T20:35:34.820+10:00i was asked if i was happy yesterday. and i said yes. i truly am. and i wanna thank you for it. for everything.
i got a crazy note on friendster yesterday asking me to be a model for 'not the normal portfolio but more erotic and provocative shots'. hmmm... i saw the works of the dude. nope, it's not porn. it's more artsy fartsy photography magazine kind of eroticness. and no, it's not full meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1095765823095214072004-09-21T21:06:00.000+10:002004-09-22T00:05:52.423+10:00did you watch the episode of sex and the city when samatha flashed to carrie cos she had red hair down under?? why am i thinking about that? no, think out of your dirty mindsets people.. i'm just wondering how do you respond to something like that if you were carrie? say for example your friend accidentally flashed and you were so not expecting it. then it pops out and stares you in the face .. meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1095000211502311212004-09-13T01:24:00.000+10:002004-09-13T00:49:30.433+10:00the soldier's coming home.
wham. the playboys won the match today, with two beautiful 3 pointers that swooshed down the hoop, swaying the net in a flirtatious manner. how sweet the sight. and i clapped and cheered and smiled inside.
i didn't sleep for 22 hours and going. still strong keeping up with the 10 hours worth of sleep within 3 gruelling days. i make it sound so noble. but hey, it meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1094613610230197202004-09-08T13:13:00.000+10:002004-09-09T10:56:43.506+10:00it hurts when you don't care. sometimes, i think about how we used to be, when you can tell me everything and laugh it out and we have squabbles and we bitch it out. but now, you lock yourself in the room and signal for me to go away. time. how sweet time can be.. let's hope it heals this time.
it hurts how you care so much. you try not to show it but i feel the sadness in your tone, in the meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1094283623997769002004-09-04T17:27:00.000+10:002004-09-04T17:40:23.996+10:00another fight. now now, when will this stop? see, i found another reason to repel from this relationship i can't define. this time, it wasn't you but you were involved anyway. sometimes, you know too many people, have too many connections, lead such a high profile life, it gets tiring. she told me that you are too busy, too popular. she told me many things too. i knew them all already. it's good meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1094123536780010582004-09-02T20:56:00.000+10:002004-09-02T21:12:16.780+10:00the sweetest goodbye.
I'll never leave you behind, or treat you unkind
I know you understand.
And with a tear in my eye
give me the sweetest goodbye,
that I ever did recieve
i'll say goodbye no matter what. now that i've made up my mind, it'll take a lot for it to change. so come a few months time, and it's over. Over as the rainbow arches in the sky, over as the days we can no longer buy.meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1093850582089482112004-08-30T17:09:00.000+10:002004-08-30T17:23:02.090+10:00i haven't been this tired in ages. i mean every word of that sentence. no, it ain't just about work. it ain't just about play. it ain't just about love. it ain't just about friendship. it isn't even just about life. it's a combination of it all. but no, i'm not doing the whiney thing. i'm jus stating. in fact, i kinda like this tiredness. sure, i miss out on a lot of sleep and rest but this mad meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1093567879672904742004-08-27T10:15:00.000+10:002004-08-27T11:05:00.866+10:00Beauty queen of only eighteen
She had some trouble with herself
and then she shyed away from all affection
she couldn't fall head over heels
and she never tasted perfection
he was always there to help her
and soon she learnt
she had to help herself
I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1093304903807121052004-08-24T09:19:00.000+10:002004-08-24T09:48:23.806+10:00sometime between the last post and this post, my world ricochetted to the end of some unknown side of the world and now sits back in equilibrium. I fell out with a friend, popped an older brother out, met my haunting in awkward circumstances, found back some lost emotions and failed a best friend's test. now wait, before you make any judgement, stop and let me continue. well, i fell back in with meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1092717388885446172004-08-17T14:02:00.000+10:002004-08-17T21:08:42.346+10:00i learnt a new word. takeru. sighs. big fat sighs. somebody tell me i should stop picking up eyecandies. i'm in a state of momentous bliss. confused and in dilemma yet justifyin myself everyday. i see why i'm not cut out fer relationships but nonetheless now that we're jus in to have a good time, i will push all doubts aside and enjoy it while it last. or wadever..
i wish i could reach a stage meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1092125646557429622004-08-10T18:05:00.000+10:002004-08-10T18:23:56.656+10:00Es, souvlaki and midnight rides
dark alleys and silver shoes
a pretty flower on her hair
she's drunk and pissed on
151s, nothing less
smudged mascara and
a song from moulin rouge
as motivation to hang on
and baby, if you see her
tell her i miss her
sweet cakes and dandy tricks
a birthday party of big balloons
frames from yesterday
kept in pristine conditions
she parties on cupcakes
and drinks meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1091599351493913822004-08-04T15:42:00.000+10:002004-08-04T16:17:36.463+10:00my mac is up. so everyone rejoice.. i'm gonna upgrade to a 160 gig hard drive. yay! though i gladly admit that i'd have absolutely no use fer all that space but then, it's true, you can never have too much space like the way you can never have too many shoes. unless of course, you live like the simpsons who never seem to realise that time actually do exist. anyhow, i'm officially sick but meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1091250616323432552004-07-31T14:42:00.000+10:002004-07-31T15:14:36.333+10:00have you watched young and dangerous ? well, in every gangster movie there will be a thrashy girlfriend of one of the 'gu wat zai' who would get involved in a street brawl, she'll try to stop the fight, get involved in it and talk sense into the dude; shout at him; hold him back and stop the bleeding. she'll be decked in nothing more than a tiny top and a mini rara skirt. well, last night i was meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1091170151285436442004-07-30T16:39:00.000+10:002004-07-30T16:49:11.286+10:00nothing conveys what i feel now more than 'oops, i did it again.'
i made you believe we're more than just friends.
i'm not that innocent.
i wish i was but seriously,
i can't say i'm sorry cause i'm not.
i don't want to be a heartbreaker
but somebody's bound to do it.
i didn't want to play but i guess i did.
i'll pretend it all never happen, can you?
please do.
yes, it's gettin borin but meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1090639560877466352004-07-24T12:48:00.000+10:002004-07-24T13:26:00.876+10:00haunting. i realise how much my involvment will kill me. so now, i'll try my best to stay out, for fear i'll feel like a fool the morning after..
it's unbelievable how all these promoters and club owners or random people in the clubbin industry can club day after day, night after night, week after week drinking and dancing and doing their hey-let's-have-a-drink social shithole routine with meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1090569082822691702004-07-23T17:50:00.000+10:002004-07-23T17:53:00.406+10:00 I like you.
meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1090521982965547562004-07-23T04:40:00.000+10:002004-07-23T04:46:22.966+10:00it's downright superficial but stil i'm left charmed by it's sudden relief of emptiness and feel jus a lil of mock happiness dancing with my mates and gettin down with them, it's fun. it's fake but good. a real useful therapy that liberates. i like the crowd at ffour. sometimes, i feel too magnanimous but i love my friends deep enough to let them be happy first. it's a really nice picture of the meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1090463144028666742004-07-22T12:12:00.000+10:002004-07-22T12:25:44.026+10:00coldstream red doesn't come cheap
we had a fancy dress and swished
sparkling moet and chandon
talked like yuppies gone hip
soaked in dim orange lights
and went through religions and ways
we yabbed bout people we don't comprehend
and people we once were
played indian poker of strip girls
all topless and boobs
and we laughed it out
more coldstream red downed
and a short cab ride to where
nowhere meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1089918267916125552004-07-16T04:56:00.000+10:002004-07-16T05:04:27.916+10:00i watched stepford wives. aiyer, so dumb ler. haha. i went clubbin after that. haha. i am now thrashed. a tequila shot, a b52, a tequila sunrise, a cascade premium, sex on the beach, a vodka lime and another tequila sunrise. and cascade light before all that. i hope you realise i had hell lot of difficulty typin this out. i had an argument with a friend. like jus. i did it cos i wanted to.. it meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1089245990988178362004-07-08T10:12:00.000+10:002004-07-08T10:19:50.990+10:00i met the zouk model.
yes, i am not kidding. i was acquainted with him, shook his hand, talked to him and chilled at my house.
yes, i am serious! what an ironic twist of events. he looked so familiar but i wasn't quite sure until i asked. and he said he did the adidas show at zouk sometime durin the previous hols.
to amt, dee and possibly xiang: he is taken. sighs. but well, he is not gay. meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1088406071912761152004-06-28T16:43:00.000+10:002004-06-28T17:01:11.913+10:00ladida.
i think it's sweet how people still love each other when it's been so long. respect. i like a love that is short, sweet and memorable. a whirlwind that leaves you bewildered. something that is secret and powerful and very very beautiful. I want a rollercoaster ride that thrills, a poignant film that is heartbreaking. something that looks good in a music video flashback. something i meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1088148380471458282004-06-25T17:13:00.000+10:002004-06-25T17:26:20.470+10:00Not a good day. not a good time. nothing's looking go
ok, the weather is bad. I have sore back muscles. I am having my period. The cat is annoying me. I didn't get to watch the match. I feel fat. I am pissed at some person. I don't wanna talk about it. my friend is probably still sleepin and it's 530pm. I discovered I have no money. I watched a sad movie.
the only good thing i can think of meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1087832189214573392004-06-22T01:04:00.000+10:002004-06-22T02:12:09.316+10:00i have reasons to celebrate but because i'm a nice civil person, i will not say why or i might do something someone else will regret. so anyway, i was reading the archives of the blogs i actually do read from a long long eons ago and i realised that i've grown up mentally. tah dah! yes, every now and then, i still do childish stuffs that makes me scrape my knees or bruise my chin. things i'd meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1087624451288283532004-06-19T15:36:00.000+10:002004-06-19T15:54:11.286+10:00it's 2 days to the last paper. before i say 'yay', i'm actually feelin quite worried. i don't understand three quarter of my notes cos of the bloody neuropsych jargon. and the other quarter, i can't quite remember.. and the bestest (yes, i'm know it's politically incorrect) part is i've actually finish all the syllabus. Now, something even more worrying... i'm too distracted by the html crap (oohmeifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1087384154887843252004-06-16T20:31:00.000+10:002004-06-17T20:35:02.483+10:00one autumn ago, i fell head over heels with this dude. he was sweet. sensitive and gentle, yet his boyish charm is so understated. he had a sincere smile. he was friendly as hell. too easy going, always round the corner to say hi. I met him again, and again, and again. he was the best thing that happened to silly schoolgirl crushes. oh, he had a girlfriend too. that i found out later when they meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1087134592364901092004-06-13T23:39:00.000+10:002004-06-17T20:38:34.276+10:00why do girls only fall for heartbreakers? or is it just me?
you came into my life and gave it a little spice. you were a whirlwind, spinning fast enough to leave me breathless but calm enough to let me breathe. we laughed like we were nearly high on weed, talked like everything was possible, flirt like life depends on it. we never acknowledged anything because there was nothing. but still we meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1086801018811734122004-06-10T02:51:00.000+10:002004-06-10T03:10:18.810+10:00one down, two to go and i feel lazy. today, the rain came in the morning. it was cold and wet and grey. and i had a paper. i was cramming like mad. did not help that the paper was highly confusing and the hall was cold. sometimes, i think i really need to get outta melbourne. life ends after 5 and starts at 11. but that's on sunny days.. other days, i dun even want to comment. nightlife is good, meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1086511567004967582004-06-06T16:28:00.000+10:002004-06-06T18:46:07.006+10:00It's a charmed life inocence wild
crayola skies for a thousand miles
It's a good life in the happily ever after
last page of the very last chapter
it's a story of a charmed life
It's a charmed life of explainabe grace
stumble and you fall right into place
it's a child's life worry you can feel the laughter
right from the typical chapter
that's the beauty of a charmend life
who needs to meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1086220199890582312004-06-03T09:39:00.001+10:002004-06-03T10:45:20.306+10:00
move your arrow keys if you can't see the whole picture, it's just f.y.i
-courtesy of the crazy girl who goes to school with me. i hope your knuckle is fine (please detect any possible sarcasm). I am learning to live a civil life and only have meaningful conversations.
I've been a really good and hardworking girl. For 3 days, i've gone to school in the wee hours of the morning and return home meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1085915614198035942004-05-30T20:23:00.000+10:002004-05-31T02:12:55.296+10:00Take my photo off the wall
If it just won't sing for you
Cause all that's left has gone away
And there's nothing there for you to prove
Oh, look what you've done
You've made a fool of everyone
Oh well, it seems likes such fun
Until you lose what you had won
Give me back my point of view
Cause I just can't think for you
I can hardly hear you say
What should I do, well you choose
Oh, look what meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1085663787625609232004-05-27T22:28:00.000+10:002004-05-28T15:49:22.650+10:00missed opportunities i'm glad i never took. i'm glad we're just friends. i'm glad we're starting all over again purely platonically. i dunno if hearts were broken then, but at least they won't be now. and it felt good talking to you with a whole new agenda in mind. at least for me and hopefully you too. dance away.
i miss. i ache. ow. waiting is painful, stagnantly wastin time. when it's over meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1085390238750870282004-05-24T17:44:00.000+10:002004-05-24T22:22:11.726+10:00do i talk just to make noise? maybe kinda. yes, so it's official. i talk just to make noise. random babblings like ,'it's warm today.' or 'hmmm, what should i eat?' or 'why do you have to do that?' see.. fine examples.
ooh, check this song out. courtesy of a dim sum loving friend. here's DIM SUM GIRL.
i'm doing a report on epilepsy.. nice. see, epilepsy isn't all just fits and spasms and awfulmeifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1084620179420802802004-05-15T21:02:00.000+10:002004-05-15T21:22:59.420+10:00DEFROST was kinda cool. had this pretty cool chat with the club owner and he's quite a cool guy. i left defrost with a nice feeling.
broke the law unintentionally yesterday. i was drunk driving. but in my defence i so did not know that with a P plate license, i can't even have a teeny weeny trace of alcohol in my blood. ok, so i did have more than the limit allowed, maybe a little more than meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1084453999611578442004-05-13T22:48:00.000+10:002004-05-13T23:13:19.616+10:00it's like downing one absinthe shot after the next til shooting russian vodka up your nostril is a pleasurable fascination. maybe, a morbid fascination. it's days like these you wish were shortened in half; and you know undeniably that someone thinks you have too little stress in life. sometimes, people take it too far and abuse its use as an excuse for Es, ice, weed and all things mock-nice. meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1084286729220943162004-05-12T00:37:00.000+10:002004-05-12T00:45:29.220+10:00He could have called 10,000 angels
to destroy the world
and set Him free
He could have called 10,000 angels
but He died alone for you and me
I saw anger... i saw me
I saw hatred... i saw me
I saw foolishness... i saw me
I saw darkness... i saw me
I saw jealousy... i saw me
I saw compassion..
I saw tolerance..
I saw forgiveness..
I saw hope...
I saw peace...
I saw love...
He showed me.
When meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1083922067675442272004-05-07T19:27:00.000+10:002004-05-07T19:32:15.263+10:00today, i had a talk snugged up too warm under the covers. we talked about the usual people, the usual stuff, the usual jokes, the usual whine. then i realised, i was stuck in the past for too log. maybe i'm too lazy to do anything about my life. i feel like i just left fairfield a few months back and that things are still as they were. but no, they're not. i welcome change with open arms, it's meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1083320179864226472004-04-30T20:16:00.000+10:002004-04-30T20:20:38.043+10:00i should have gotten over with it 4 months back. but due to bad timing and flight details, it was postponed. i should have gotten over with it end march but due to disastrous moving efforts, it was postponed again. but now that it's off my mind, i can't explain how exhilarating it is to say out loud, 'i can drive legally!' yay. and yes, i like to boast that it's my first attempt. this is so GREATmeifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1082902701847283702004-04-26T00:18:00.000+10:002004-04-26T00:22:33.360+10:00When I was young
I never needed anyone
And makin' love was just for fun
Those days are gone
Livin' alone
I think of all the friends I've known
But when I dial the telephone
Nobody's home
All by myself
Don't wanna be
All by myself anymore
All by myself
Don't wanna live
All by myself anymore
Hard to be sure
Some times I feel so insecure
And love's so distant and obscure
Remains the cure
meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1082418685142576152004-04-20T09:51:00.000+10:002004-04-20T09:55:28.513+10:00i am amazed by how my dear friend has changed. for the better? matured? smarter? maybe to all the above.
there is a cat curled up on my lap. it is black. black cat crosses my path, everyother day. hell, make that everyday. it is like so spoilt and so pampered. like a queen, no, the queen. are all cats like that? anyway, i don't care, it can't play queen no more.
i am feeling so strange meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1082021496518067292004-04-15T19:31:00.000+10:002004-04-15T19:35:33.826+10:00a friend is going back. what if it's for good? will i see him again? will i hear the crappy words falling from his mouth? will i see the stupid smile spread across his face? will i see him stone around? will he crack my knuckles suddenly? will anyone 'show the love'? who am i going to scold for no reason? who's going to initiate gettin drunk? who's going to be mr nice guy? who's goin to fix the meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1081729975417740002004-04-12T10:32:00.000+10:002004-04-12T10:36:48.076+10:00went for a spin
i saw wet eyes
at least there was
a valid reason
for silent emotions
i wish i'm allowed
to cry
still in the car
the lights promenade
so beautiful
i fell into slumber
for those pocketed minutes
wasted the rationale
of a late night drive
we past the highway
grazed the beach
classical sounds
played in the loo
drag racing could
have been fun
with avril shouting
from the back meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1081435251585509922004-04-09T00:40:00.000+10:002004-04-09T00:44:39.436+10:00i received some news. i am neither happy nor sad. i've become kinda immune to emotional attacks. maybe cause i have two essays due and it's not to good to go all pondering over my emotions now. so i blog. blog to kill the asswipe feeling inside, blog to poison away the heaviness of a drenched doona inside. hurh.
a lil comment made me happy today. that is the way to go man. stay happy. say meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1080969353163368652004-04-03T15:15:00.000+10:002004-04-03T15:22:20.810+10:00TRUTH or DARE
spin the bottle and it lands on me. a friend looks in my eye and smirked.
'truth or dare?'
'dare.'
i did it fast and up. that's what i liked about it. you get to choose, you do it, and it's done. i never choose truth cause i try not to lie. too many secrets? maybe, you try figuring out.
once more, he smirked. 'truth or dare?'
'dare.' i did it again.
5 more dares and i wasmeifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1080706071830505772004-03-31T14:07:00.000+10:002004-03-31T14:11:28.543+10:00i am doing spss. and i have no idea how exactly to go about writing the results. it's like maths and i just don't go well with maths. something tells me i'm gonna be so screwed for the exams. and yes, i actually do care and i actually do want to do well, if not extremely well. and yes, i have reached yet another challenge in my life not just academic wise but survival wise. now if only you were meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1080021075252763472004-03-23T16:51:00.000+11:002004-03-23T16:54:40.483+11:00moving was a disaster. more like the most eventful day in melbourne so far. to sum it up, i was flustered, drenched, drained, blistered, chided, waiting, laughing, drinking, dancing, learning, near dying and living it up the whole 24 hrs. and that was just the official moving day. there was the pre-move drama and aftermath horror to add on. even as i speak, the house is still in a mess (clearing meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1079398325855285032004-03-16T11:52:00.000+11:002004-03-16T11:55:21.186+11:00i'm gonna blog about my housemates. it's a special guest star appearance. see, i don't usually mention names. anyhow, in 2 days we'll be vacating 1402bourke st for a bigger, nicer, cozier, prettier place somewhere along lil lonsdale. say cool!
my housemates are ruth, tessa and n. now let's talk about them... anne is VERY VERY sad........being abused online.. :( tell me it's not just me....
meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1079176000684982802004-03-13T22:06:00.000+11:002004-03-13T22:27:16.060+11:00it's been many hours, many days since i arrived back in the apartment. this place sucks. it's a virtual junkyard, maybe i'm too kind. but we're moving.. yay. the new place's pretty damn wonderful.. it makes me so happy.
and, the best news yet, the china girl will be gone. she'll be a part of the memory the brain wish it never had. this is so relieving.
and the new friends are funny.
we've gotmeifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1078016212365948762004-02-29T11:56:00.000+11:002004-02-29T11:59:45.686+11:00i hate knowing i would never know you the way i could.
i hate how i must leave when i never really should.
i hate how we meet when time is running out.
i hate the fact that you wear nice hats.
i hate the way your jeans bunch at the ankles.
i hate your oh so lovely candystriped sneaks.
i hate that you're so not my type.
i hate that you have an extra e.
i hate that you make faces when you meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1077989760029493882004-02-27T20:29:00.000+11:002004-02-29T04:41:19.030+11:00dearest adil,
i'll never forget your smile. the crinkle of your face, your pearly whites aflashing. your hair shiny under flourescent lights. I'll never forget the way you sleep. it took a long while for you to fall into slumber as you stare with wide ignorance at the dull cream ceiling. But soon, you learn to sleep when you're tired. i'll always remember the look you give when you know you're meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1077330702049557282004-02-21T13:31:00.000+11:002004-02-21T13:34:24.950+11:00i promise never to wish upon a star. when i need it most, the clouds blackened the sky and only satelites come out to play. the real babies are hidden back somewhere between the black void and the black void. i'll never forget deniliquin where the stars kept me company the night through. for once there was more white than black, more hope than disappointment. i'll never forget goodiwindi, where meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1077109835174790152004-02-19T00:10:00.000+11:002004-02-19T00:14:40.170+11:00i'm still sick. it's a vicious cycle, i pass it on, recover and someone passes it back to me. oh bleah. i have no long stories for anyone tonight. jus wondering if anyone wants to go for the PROM QUEEN OF ALL PROM QUEEN pageant this sat (21st feb) at EMBASSY. it's $16 , one drink included and rnb the night through. it's beach wear on the 2nd level if you wanna get up there. yep.. so there. btw, meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1076212041065646502004-02-08T14:47:00.000+11:002004-02-08T15:47:11.890+11:00i'm sick. sick as can be. i swear i could sit by the toilet and spent the rest of my day puking down the little fishbowl. my nose is stuffier than an enclosed room of post intensive pe students. i'm learning to breathe through my mouth. my throat is ghastly inflamed. it's so bad, i can't swallow or spit. plus, the monthly cramps launched a surprise attack today. and i won't see a doctor. i want meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1074267878685567262004-01-17T02:44:00.000+11:002004-02-08T14:55:25.903+11:00The best I could do now is sit by the old dusty yellow window, hoping you'll turn your back any minute now.
It was as if the sun took a bow and exited the stage when you told me it was over. What was over? All these days of whispered sweet nothings, late night phone calls, lingered kisses and eternal promises are characterised by a simple it? The world is becoming more ironic every passing meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1073821689972710162004-01-11T22:48:00.000+11:002004-01-11T22:48:30.263+11:00played netball finally. it was definitely good playing once again, meeting old friends, talking about the fond days, the secrets and scandals and of course, the feeling of just playing on court.
the game's half a minute away, positions were given out. i take the bib given to me and slipped it over so easily. the team psychs up, we talk. other teams hold hands and pray. umpires get ready, meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1073193014955740602004-01-04T16:10:00.000+11:002004-01-04T16:15:22.600+11:00nothing special just an ordinary post.
so yesterday, i met up with some s'pore friends from australia. it was pretty entertaining being around old friends feasting on familiar food in newton circus. we had two rounds of sambal stingray, sambal squid, satay, oyster omelette, hokkien mee, roti john, popiah, fried rice, lemonkissed sugarcane juice and ice longan. oh yummy.
went for a movie meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1071934244193807702003-12-21T02:30:00.000+11:002003-12-21T03:38:08.776+11:00it's 11.11am. i should be in centro but the rain restricted that. no biggie. so now i sit in front of the comp and wonder. i wondered about lots of things. mainly revolving round love. i didn't want to touch on this subject maybe cause i haven't been there done that. but it's christmas soon. lift up the loving spirit ya? anyhow i read two really good blogs- all sweet and smile inducing. and i meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1071463110464822622003-12-15T15:38:00.000+11:002003-12-15T15:38:43.796+11:00oh fucking china tour guides. fucking china tour guides that think they're some undiscovered prodigy cause they can speak minimal english which happens to be bloody broken. fucking china tour guides who think that the rest of the world doesn't speak mandarin. smack that china he-bitch.
sun. i need sun. sunshine. i need sunshine.
everyone should read catcher in the rye. i think it's one of the meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853242.post-1070509701732850702003-12-04T14:48:00.000+11:002003-12-04T14:51:53.966+11:00last night i had a crazy dream.
i was in melbourne, on collins street, atop anz goth buliding to be exact. but it looked different despite the similarity. i saw the sky in a different light. the world below me was oblivious to my existence. on the opposite building were a few friends. i saw two of them fall and disappear into the crowd below. one of them spoke to me and asked me to jump. and i meifen _http://www.blogger.com/profile/10183476133931787374noreply@blogger.com