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Monday, March 28, 2005


Lexie at the Easter Party 2005.
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Lexie in Love Hina!
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Sunday, November 21, 2004


The New Korean Drama "My Dear Spring Roll" Starring Gordo Li and Lesly Bian. mwahahahahaha
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Friday, October 08, 2004

A quiz on personality traits - refer to Jimmy's blog. I wonder how would one arrive at such conclusions. Interesting remarks nonetheless, as usual, classifications achieved by such methology are seldom perfect, often a subject of debate.

Chit, you are moderately right-hemisphere dominant and have even preferences between auditory and visual processing, traits that might make people perceive you as "slightly off balance."
You are most likely to be slightly disorganized, a "dreamer" and a person who focuses more on the end result than the immediate task at hand. You are creative and spontaneous. You are a learner who is generally patient and a person for whom time is an ally, not an enemy.
You are more passionate than most people with regard to life and learning and recognize your own intuitive abilities. You have sufficient goal-direction to satisfy yourself and guarantee success without being or feeling driven. You are willing to be reflective about yourself and others without getting lost in rumination.
The balance of your sensory modes allows for both learning and expressive capabilities achieved by few. You are active and "seeing" while retaining an equally strong propensity for being reflective which slows you down a little but allows for a more comprehensive perception and analysis of situations and problems. You do not spend excessive time analyzing since you mostly trust your perceptions.
In all likelihood, you have a tendency to overcommit and cannot understand why others get upset since you operate on a different "time table" than they do. Your organizational abilities are frequently overwhelmed by the stimulation seeking and active nature of your mind as well as by the tendency to create new categories and gloss over details, making categorization and classification almost impossible at times.
To the extent that your career path allows for creativity and abstraction as well as a bit of disorganization, you should find yourself equipped to handle any learning that is required. Your own personal adjustment to your style should come naturally although you are likely to feel frustrated by your own limited discipline and often wonder "Why?"

Wednesday, September 29, 2004

I love the time and in between
The calm inside me
In the space where I can breathe
I believe there is a
Distance I have wandered
To touch upon the years of
Reaching out and reaching in
Holding out holding in

I believe
This is heaven to no one else but me
And I’ll defend it as long as I can be
Left here to linger in silence
If I choose to
Would you try to understand

I know this love is passing time
Passing through like liquid
I am drunk in my desire...
But I love the way you smile at me
I love the way your hands reach out and hold me near...
I believe...

I believe
This is heaven to no one else but me
And I’ll defend it as long as
I can be left here to linger in silence
If I choose to
Would you try to understand

Oh the quiet child awaits the day when she can break free
The mold that clings like desperation
Mother can’t you see I’ve got
To live my life the way I feel is right for me
Might not be right for you but it’s right for me...
I believe...

I believe
This is heaven to no one else but me
And I’ll defend it as long as
I can be left here to linger in silence
If I choose to
Would you try to understand it

I would like to linger here in silence
If I choose to
Would you understand it
Would you try to understand...

Sarah McLachlan
Elsewhere

Tuesday, September 28, 2004


This is a rare shot. JIMMY with his cap! In Mei Ling's words: Jimmy!!! you are the coolest man!!!! Nowander Reggan had a crush on you.
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Some photos taken from the Europa Spring Party. Featuring Jack (the chap sitting on the far right), the first guy I know who managed to put on his PJs with no help (b4 collapsing on his bed) in a completely sloshed state. Bravo~~ although I don't think you would remember any of it. Lol.

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Monday, September 27, 2004

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Mmmmm.. this tastes so good, look at me enjoying myself. In a moment, she is about to approach someone at random and repeat her infamous line --- "yooo maannn~ you must drink with me tonight!!!! yummm senngg"
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David's cool beach outfit. All the way from Indonesia, Lake Toba.
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YOOO MAAAN~~! Mei Ling's "Let's all get high together" gesture. Patrick Vin Yien in the background posing with his devious smile.
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Brilliant! such perfect teeth, the lovely couple posing for a Colgate advertisement?

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Monday, July 19, 2004

This post shall be moderated. A change of mood, shall we say. took a nice scenic drive along the beach yesterday. Nice developments around St. Kilda. My 5-10 year target, a dream house by the beach. The breeze, the yachts, and thoughts of having morning walks with pets. Bliss. Too bad there was no sunset. Or maybe there was but we missed it. at 7 p.m. the waves hitting the rocks, that was a tad eerie, had this tingling feeling that scary shadow figures could have emerged anytime from the black waters.

On the side note, some entertaining moments sparked up during Gordon’s house warming, his interview session with Kevin, the druken tiger purr, and his remarks on having threesomes with Mei Ling and Rachael on the leopard skin couch. That beats maturbating corpes anytime, doesn’t it? Lol.

6:25 a.m. chatting on msn. my brain - operating in a monday morning hazy mode.
Someone shockingly made this disgraceful association of my current emotional state and my opinion on love with those of Bertrand Russell’s!! goodness! Hello? This guy remarried FOUR times. Not once, FOUR! Despite his contributions and the nobel prize in literature, this man still thinks with his dick. He IS the traditional definition of the modern term “player”. Remember his famous remark? sex between a man and woman who are not married to each other is not necessarily immoral if they truly love one another. What the fuck is this? Justification for his actions? Isn’t that the same as saying this: my dick is not satisfied, it is right for me to move on? his contributions to humanity is more important than the harm he has caused? It wouldn’t be as bad if it came from someone else, say from someone like Nash. Yeah, maybe I’m biased. Well. I shall refrain myself from being critical about it. His views on logic? *ptui* so what if the world things highly of him. I don’t. I should not judge. my bad. I feel awkward. anyway, it’s time for gym.

Wednesday, June 09, 2004

while struggling to prepare for my paper. i stumbled upon this dark-hued unexpected email.

Subject: VALE - Adolf Berger

Hi Everyone
i have some very sad news. on ringing CABRINI hospital to enquire about
Adolf i was told that Adolf Berger passed away sometime last week.
i do not have contact details re his son Richard. i will try and find out
more information later tonight through NAB and will
let you know. if anyone has any info - please let me know.
Regards .... David

taking a pause from my studies to mourn for the death of a dear friend, a mentor. startle moments like these. the frailty of human life. The ending of a life. so swift and somber. President Ronald Reagan too took his last breath recently. such irony, i'm sitting here trying to quantify death through the use of models and mortality rates. how tragic.

Saturday, June 05, 2004


a pic of her blowing the candle. went out in a mere puff. happy burfdayyy teng. you are officially TEN :) - love from koko

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*SMILE* :D
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my dear sis just turned TEN today. isn't she just adorable? :D
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Tuesday, June 01, 2004

And I'd give up forever to touch you
'Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't want to go home right now

And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
'Cause sooner or later it's over
I just don't want to miss you tonight

And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything feels like the movies
Yeah you bleed just to know you're alive

And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken

I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am

Sunday
Today was marvelous, a day well spent on Bourke street, sitting on a green bench, reading the financial review. An old pianist along with his old piano stationed in front of HMV, playing tunes bridging from the baroque to the classical era. 4 hours of bliss. Where else would I rather be on a Sunday afternoon? One more point for staying back in Melbourne.

Monday
Leaving aside the exasperating frustrating issues I had in the recent past and exactly which world did I choose to hide my introspective self, unless you are a real close friend, someone who is desperately bored, or some Islamic fundamentalist, you probably wouldn’t give a damn. so. here comes monday morning. waking up to the same thought of you, looking forward to see your sweet sweet face. It seems that I’m still struggling to get the exam cycle momentum going. Can’t even start to imagine the intricate array of exam questions awaiting me on the 10th next month. so. The silly question remains, why work and plan so hard? An Illusion is it not? We probably take vicarious pleasure in the lives of the rich and wealthy. Fantasizing, not with bitterness but a happy appreciation, “That lacquered celadon-green wall featured in queer eye for a straight guy! pure intelligence, beyond exquisite!” Exactly how many coats of paint did it take? Ha? the entertainment industry is loaded. This is the lifestyle where one has excess funds to lavish on artistic eye candies and the labour costs associated with it. This is none other than the promise of capitalism, some believe that if we work hard or invest wisely or buy a lottery ticket, our pail will be full. Not as full as Ingvar’s. Not empty either. just a thought, why doesn’t he go grab a fleet of private yachts or build several mansions along swiss beaches. that would be cool. The subject of money, the size of salaries and inheritances, I think we best not go there. which reminds me, an impulsive purchase I recently made. which has no relation whatsoever with retail therapy. heh. actually burnt a deep hole in my pocket, so I shall be on a tight budget for the rest of the month.
time to bugger off. But before I go, here are some words of wisdom for the day. “Whatever you do in life, don’t ever regret.”
– Lexie, the modern-day version of Marie Antoinette's Chef.

Thursday, May 27, 2004

Fade Into You
Mazzy Star
(So Tonight That I Might See)

I want to hold the hand inside you
I want to take a breath that's true
I look to you and I see nothing
I look to you to see the truth
You live your life
You go in shadows
You'll come apart and you'll go black
Some kind of night into your darkness
Colors your eyes with what's not there.

Fade into you
Strange you never knew
Fade into you
I think it's strange you never knew

A stranger's light comes on slowly
A stranger's heart without a home
You put your hands into your head
And then smiles cover your heart

Fade into you
Strange you never knew
Fade into you
I think it's strange you never knew

Fade into you
Strange you never knew
Fade into you
I think it's strange you never knew
I think it's strange you never knew

painful it is. excruciating pain near the chest. how does it all go? the cycle repeats itself. painful moments. living a lie. looking for shelter, a warm bed, feeling the tendency to hide myself in the closet and cry my eyes out. i cannot phantom the scale and timing of these events. all is beyond my comprehension. ouch. there it goes again. i have to recover in time. i have to muster the strength. in time. think positive, never regret. how i wish all these could make sense to me right now. be realistic! I expect a miracle to happen soon. or all shall fall apart. amen.