dear delilah








Fathers, be good to your daughters; daughters will love like you do.

you are the strength and the weight of her world

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Stream her with roses and daisies, dear mother,
let all that she speak be all that that she hears.
For no higher, no higher let her forehead doth grow;
and so dote, dote my mother, my mother so dear
and let her run free with a conscience so clear


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Sunday, 18 November 2007
you're the only one who can get me on my feet

Perhaps some of you have noticed my withdrawal. I feel like I haven't actually met or seen anyone lately, though I have been out for rather long hours, my school friends, those whom I might not even see again, remain neglected. 

I am awfully sorry. 


I've also entered the rehab for Messenger. Messenger had practically sucked my life out, and this transferral of computers have practically given me a new online life. I am no longer online 247 (bwahaha), and I feel no need to go online at all. 

I'm blogging less too! whee!



Yesterday was awesome. Went out with Choon, Cara and Sherman. It was a long, blissful day, though it did start out really awkward. When I find out how to use my not-so-new, but acceptably updated phone, I shall show you random pictures. =)

Here's a summary, as it is still morning, and my brain has yet to exit sleep mode fully (sigh, the disadvantages of living flesh). 

Millenia Walk, Marina for lunch, No tickets for stardust, Cathay, No tickets, B&J, Plaza Sing to shop, Marina, Esplanade for dinner, Esplanade rooftop (aka couple makeout area), skipping to City Hall, home, =D. 

and just for the record, Choon and I literally skipped to City Hall =) 

I think we spent most of the night disregarding each other, while acknowledging each others presence. Only towards the end did we 'loosen up'. 


Just to briefly satisfy curious readers (mostly friends like Jieyang and Carine, maybe Michelle),  Choon is no longer allowed to enter the Esplanade Rooftop (aka couple makeout area) due to his total disregard for the illusionary privacy of other HMO couples, and thus shouting rather loudly and causing a spectacular anti-climax to the entire ambience. On my terms of course. Of course, his ambition to bring flood-lights and video cameras to interview those HMO couples does increase my anxiety (due to the fact that it was I who planted the idea into his intellectual yet random brain first).






Ah. Now my brain is awake. 

I'm meeting them again today (whee! yay! wahaha) and its Vivo day. Hopefully we can get tickets today. 





Lets go to a rave
and behave like we're trippin
simply cause we're so in love.

*HMO = Heavily-Making-Out

he told me that I've done alright
and kissed me till the morning light