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WONDERGIRL
My name's Dayana. Believe me, good things come in small packages.
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It Started From Yellow
Tuesday, June 24 / 22:06
Today, the entertainment section of Berita Harian reported that frontman of Coldplay Chris Martin admitted that the way his band write songs has turned passe and that they lack of ideas to improvise their music. As such, they decided to introduce something new and very different from what they have done so far. That instant I went to download Viva la Viva from their latest album, Viva la Vida Or Death And All His Friends. In fact yes, the music they play definitely change as I compared it against the songs in A Rush of Blood to the Head(that's the only album of theirs I got). I mean I can't really say how it differ for I'm not musically inclined, so give it a listen and you'll understand me. Suddenly I feel like listening to the Speed of Sound. And anyone knows what the X and Y stands for; that album X&Y?
Not Just Mere KSL Nights
/ 01:57
 Muhd Faiz Bin RamdanYou've been more than what I could've asked for. Pictures say a thousand words, though I don't have much of that with you, what you've been to me definitely has more than a thousand words to it. As much as an ignorant jackass you can be at times; constantly calling me a gundu and beating me to every of your kiddo games, you've treated me very well(though I'm not sure about the Vagary watch you said you'll get for me). And due to my ego bagpack on my back, I never had once thank you for that! Thank you for watching me cry in the bus and pushing my head down at the same time so other commuters will not think it's you making me cry. Thank you for begging me to talk to you late in the night under my void deck, having caught red-handed by my parents later. Thank you for the petty fights you must have with me and then stroking my hair when you know enough is enough. Thank you for giving me the hugs and comfort that I need even when I had chicken pox and scabs on my face. I can go on and on. You've taken care of me yesterday and I know for the tomorrows to come you'll do just the same. I'm glad you asked my no, if not our paths wouldn't cross.
 Amirah Bte Abu Bakar
You've watched me grow; from the preppy head prefect to the curious adolescent sipping her first drink. Though younger and definitely less mature, you've been a great confidante to me, an excellent listener. You might not give the best of advice, but your attention towards me is already enough. I watched you screamed for joy when you beat Nanyang Girls in Judo whilst you watch me, erm curse and swear. Whatever it is, all I'm saying you're almost always there whenever I needed you. Then I ask myself, "Have I always been there for you?" If you realise, our differences can sometimes be major, give us 3 days of space and we'll be fine! We've tolerated each other pretty well; me and my insensitive tone of voice and you and you childish secondary school midset. You're turning 18 soon, so before you get any older and become forgetful, I want you to know that your presence is greatly appreciated. You're a friend who I remember being the one of the best, a friend in the good and bad and a friend always walk behind me instead of beside me. Today, it struck me that they are the people in my life I've taken for granted, sometimes. I've been not only a friend to them but a selfish bitch and stubborn kid as well. Shame on you Dayana, better start being a friend to yourself first before you can to others. Labels: Friends; what do we do without them.
A Love Letter To Joshua
/ 00:09
 Dear Joshua, You never know but I love you enough to fight for you even if I had to battle with the other hot bombs you come across in your life; this includes the hot trans you saw at Clarke Quay that you named the the 9th World Wonder, compromise for you even if you choose to wear the same boxers over a week because those pair of boxers always get you in the naughty mood and sacrifice myself for you; both emotionally and physically, if need be. Enough to miss you incredibly when we're apart; even where we're staying starts with the same letter it just seem so far, no matter what length of time it's for and regardless of the distance; Singapore is still small. For we know there's a thing called dreams, dreams that bring people to gether, and dreams can go beyond what you can imagine if you had to take a cold shower the following morning. Enough to believe that our relationship is not purely sexual to stand by it through the worst of time; I'll still continue making love to you even if fake orgasms was what I got coz you're worth it. To have faith in our strength; I'm not a sportswoman but you choose to believe that I'm still as flexible, and to never give up on us. Period. Enough to spend the rest of my life with you, even if you had chronic spasm due to the eyebrows you love to raise vigorously whenever you're feeling horny. Be there for you when you need me; especially when you're 70 and you can't tell between condoms and rubber gloves or want me. Since the rate of Singaporeans making love are pretty low, with you around I'll never be on that list, as such I can't bear to leave you or live without you. I love you too, many many. Yours Lovingly, Dayana Labels: That's why I choke.
Animals VS Humans
Monday, June 23 / 17:54
Remember my horny turtle? Well, I think something is really wrong with him/her. Gee, I can't even tell it's gender. Anyways yes, he has this habit of mounting himself on top of the porcelain turtle that has been keeping him company in that pathetic green-lid container. Today yet again, I caught him doing the same thing, this time staring blankly right through my kitchen's window. I passed by the green-lid container; which is house to him besides his shell as his shelter, but he didn't even move an inch. This might sound crazy, but I stared into the eyes of this turtle of mine. Second gee, my turtle doesn't even have a name! Moving on, believe it or not, my turtle just blinked(yes, open and close) his tiny organs which gives him sight(eyes; I'm just being longwinded) a few times at me. I got freaked out and walked away of coz. Then I started having out-of-the-world thoughts; does my turtle has hurdles in life to go through as well? Look at it this way, we do have our moments where we just daydream and ponder during bus rides or even during a boring Economics class. When doing so, a million things will run through our minds as fast as gushing blood. Tell me, how long in a day does a human lets his mind run away from the daily doings of work, school, play and what nots. In that instant moment, wonders happen. One could be reminiscing memories of a loved one lost, or worrying about getting caught red-handed cheating on a Maths test or even dwelling on the things that could've have been done for change to take place but it just didn't happen. Then within a few blink of eye, you're back to reality again. It's a wonder how that split few seconds the mind does a lot. Although for some, the mind literally goes blank. So turtle, I'm trying to figure what's on your mind(physically very very tiny). In any case that you can give me other signs; instead of making me think you're one horny turtle, I'll help if I can. I can get you a better rainbow-coloured container. But if you ask me to bring you to Kallang River or Ah Teck's turtle farm to find your relatives, hell no. Nuff said. I'm heading out with Neighbour Love to scout for $100 PSP; this hunt will go nowhere really. But it beats staying at home, so have a great Monday to you. :) Labels: Maybe I'll call you Tim.
I Was Just Being Helpful
/ 01:06
"The gentle and intricate way that your ears move and flutter as you smile creates a chain effect involving other cute and round-shaped organs in my body to move and vibrate simultanaeously, in collaboration with your ear movements."(click to read more) Because he loves me. LOL.
Reality Check
Sunday, June 22 / 18:59
I re-read the previous entry again and again. You're the pathetic one, not me. I'm just being sympathetic.
How Are The Screws?
/ 16:07
Actually I'm not really sure where to start because suddenly things started running in my head at one time. If I could, I would write all of them down at once but that is obviously not possible so I have to find another way to put across my thoughts in an appropriate and possible way. I've a confession to make, I've not let go of everything just yet. It's too difficult for me to say goodbye to seven years. I stopped, but I started pondering again as to whether our paths met to end in such agony is it? But I do know, sometimes we've got to let go before ever being able to hold onto something we can call real. And sometimes what we let go might just be what we actually trully want. Is that always the way it is? We're always given a choice and when choices are made, whether we look at it as a wrong move or a right one, we'll be lead to another route soon after. So all in all, if its destined, we'll go all the way back around to the original route and nothing will be trully lost. I guess a small part of me is still in denial. By the way, friends; good or bad, they'll stay in your mind for a very long time. I'll use that as an excuse for now.  Ok sidetracking, aside the cock-face above, my hair is long and is growing even longer. I'm in need of modifications baby!(girls will always be girls) No Afro, no more Bailey-bob. I've enough looking like any other malay girls. Also, I'm such a hyprocrite. I've got Kate Nash on replay; can't help the fact she's like a replica of Lily Allen(give birth quick and start singing again please). Oh dear, but Pumpkin Soup is just the song that tells all!
Brooke's Not Just A Slut
Friday, June 20 / 22:22
I just deleted a whole bunch of trivia questions I had to answer(you know of those other people tagged you with), I'm just not ready for everyone to know some of the anwers. You see, not that I'm afraid whatsoever. I need to learn to be honest to myself before I can do so to others. And also, the public always judge. Moving on, I'm into Day 5 of recovery. I'm doing good so far, plenty of rest and loadsa of water. i just want to be back on my feet running making bears, and meeting friends for coffee and the usual doing everything under the sun. The isolation's doing me some good though, did some thinking here and there; in which I'll share these thoughts of mine another time. It's crazy how everyone gets stuck and denies of being stuck but yet obviously display their affection for whatever that is not suppose to be sought after. At least just not anymore or any longer. Maybe it is really true that when all else fails, keep on weaving lies. It somehow does makes you feel a little better if not a lot. But then again, all truth will surface in a matter of time, asked for or not. Hence, if lying is the last resort, just keep in mind that no truth lies undercover for too long. Yes, of course the para above is random and yes, of course there is a valid reason why I was being random. But that reason is not as important so I shan't mention it.  My fav graduation picture:
Look how a pig of Gervais tried to make Fizah and myself looked distorted yet he still maintained his 'glorious' smirk, me being me managed to go strong giving a Darlie smile for the camera, Fizah lost in the game got sunk somewhere, Shima's acting cool in background with the usual overrated peace sign since Jason didn't dare to poke fun at her so he just stood there looking at his other friend doing it and having a good laugh at it.
Phew, long one.
Labels: Papayas and Koko Krunch
BBs
Saturday, June 14 / 20:09
They're the reason why making bears are such fun. :)
Buzz Lightyear Tattoos
Friday, June 13 / 00:50
Look what my pet has been up to lately, getting all the love he can from a turtle made for decorations purposes! Awesome turtle I got, in 3 simple steps he;s up, up and ooooh-ah! LOL. Labels: Pictures that tell.
Levi's Undies
Thursday, June 12 / 00:18
The rarity of my entries past few weeks is due to work; which includes extremely lovable colleagues. Though it can be pretty tiring at times, I never find it a drag to go to work. Talking about the colleagues, they can be quite a crazy bunch! And all of them are very thoughtful(you guys know what I mean). Recently, I was tasked to do birthday parties and I must say I was able to handle it pretty well. I just like the way the kids tell me stories about their bears; its names and how they play with it, the glee on their faces is just overwhelming. Shamrock(that's my bear) has been sitting in it's home ever since it was born. If you wanna ask me why the name, I picked it from a namebook. To the June babies Fizah & Lifa, Happy Birthday! Sunday was a concert at Esplanade, I gave it 2 thumbs up. Making music out of banging cars, who would've thought of that? Anyhows to me, birthdays are special occassions, that's one of the days in a year you your friend knows he/she is remembered. And I will always try to celebrate it no matter how small, for I find occassions like these are precious. Fizah, though yours will be overdued, I promise it'll still be a blast. Today I had dinner with my Spice Girls. Loved the goodies from BKK Ginger; me and my crazy-coloured nails. Anyhows like what Afro said, it's very cute how all of us sent cute messages after we departed. It's already hard to find time now and it's gonna be even harder to find in the near future. So even it was for a short while, it was very much appreciated. :) I'm currently reading a book Meaning of Life edited by Julia Yao and Hektor KT, I know it may sound cheesy or "like-real" to some. But I'm just curious at how different people understand life and the world we live in. Paolo Coelho's books taught me how to live life and be appreciated. I wonder if other writers may have different views on how we should live life. Interesting aye? And oh while browsing for books, I saw one which caught my eye too; Conversations With God Book Three(can't remember the author but it's orange in colour). I picked it up and flip to read the first page. It's rather narrative but in between those lines there some things one should give some thoughts to. Well I didn't borrow it, it's just too narrative for me. The way you do the things you did to me, sometimes, it left me hanging.
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