so we'd spread love like violence; ♥
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♥ rai·son d'ê·tre (rā'zōn dět'rə,) {존재 이유}n. pl.reason or justification for being or existence
나는
naomi jung
서여정, 三浦 なおみ
29 june 1992
ngee ann poly mass communications
Rorsharch ink blot
Pianist
J Tune Entertainment
& ooooh, Rain 비 = ♥
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나의 남편!
누구지?
정지훈/Rain/Jihoon - the husband.
Faith/Spaz - the best friend.
Prisia/Siao - the other best friend.
Cheryl - Cooking mama
Joyce - Korean fanatic.
Brother (wenjun) - who has 10000000 brains
Hyun - Mr Smart-ass Korean.
Chew - Dear Leader.
용어
Ajumma (아줌마) : Auntie
Ajusshi (아저씨) : Uncle
Chagiya/Yeobo (자기야/여보): Darling/Honey
Namja Chingu/Namchin (남자친구/남친) : boyfriend
Yeoja Chingu/Yeochin (여친/여자친구) : girlfriend
Hyung (형) : Older brother (for males)
Oppa (오빠) : Older brother, also can be used as "boyfriend" in a steady relationship (for females)
Nuna (누나) : Older sister (for males)
Onni (언니) : Older sister (for females)
Ssulung (썰렁) : "so cheesy/cold/lame" for cold jokes
Selca (셀카) : camwhore/self camera
Wang Ja (왕자) : 6 pack/washboard abs
할말!
친구
♥ Heart Of God Church
♥ B and C Zone!
♥ donghaeng; Lord and Me
♥ Moi-même-Moitié
♥ amelia
♥ andrew lau!
♥ andrina
♥ anqi
♥ bellrarie!
♥ boxue!
♥ candy!
♥ cassandra!
♥ chew!
♥ clara!
♥ dajie
♥ darren!
♥ daryl!
♥ debrah
♥ faith, best friend!
♥ fedora!
♥ gabrielle!
♥ hinwen
♥ ivan!
♥ jasmine
♥ jia en!
♥ jia jia!
♥ jiayang!
♥ jia yun
♥ joanne!
♥ joyce
♥ kenneth!
♥ le raine
♥ ling
♥ liyin
♥ lucinda!
♥ marissa
♥ nadine!
♥ nelson!
♥ pearlyn
♥ peggy
♥ pei fen!
♥ pei jun
♥ reuben
♥ ruoen!
♥ ryan new!
♥ samantha!
♥ samantha whang
♥ sion; mr kimchi!
♥ shermaine!
♥ shihua
♥ shijin
♥ shizhe
♥ shumin
♥ shu xian/joe
♥ sofiana
♥ sophia
♥ sushian!
♥ sylvia!
♥ thea
♥ ting wei!
♥ trisha
♥ wanwen
♥ wei lai
♥ wendy
♥ winsome
♥ yi jing!
♥ yu xuan
♥ zhiyi!
명사
♥ Abingdon Boys School
♥ Gackt
♥ Kenichi Matsuyama @ Horipro
♥ L'arc~En~Ciel
♥ Malice Mizer
♥ Namie Amuro
♥ S.K.I.N
♥ Big Bang
♥ DBSK Offical Site
♥ Epik High
♥ Rain's Company - J Tune Entertainment
♥ Rain's Company - J Tune Creative
♥ Rain's Offical Site
♥ Se7en
♥ Tablo
♥ Yiruma
♥ Gackt Dears
♥ Gackt Syndrome
♥ Rain Singapore
♥ Rain Union
♥ Sexy Bi
블로그
Blogs I read:
♥ Feet Man Seoul
♥ Joss Sticks
♥ K-popped!
♥ Lakeside Girl
♥ Mr Brown
♥ Mr Miyagi
♥ Mr Wang Says So
♥ PopSeoul!
♥ The Sartorialist
♥ Sibeh Sian
♥ Singaporean Mind
♥ Son of Singapore
주크박스
과거
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감사
Layout: vehemency
월요일, 11월 10, 2008, 11:42 오후
` 1135; -I can't help but feel envious of my brother. He has dinner every Saturday with his parents, without fail. I could see him rushing off to meet them after service, after administering his customary pat on my head and a smile and then sometimes I have the pang of jealousy right in my heart. But I shrug it off, and move on with my CG for dinner.
I went home, and asked my parents if we could have dinner together every Saturday or something, outside.
"Mom hey, want to have dinner together every Saturday?"
"No time lah. Busy. Earn money for you, you know? Always spend here, spend there, like that Crumpler bag in your room. Anyhow spend."
"Mom that's Ben's bag because he knew my bag spoilt that's why he lent it to me."
"Ahya, whatever, you always go shopping, cut hair..."
"Mom the last time I cut my hair to this stupid haircut was in July, and I didn't even go shopping at all since June, and I've been wearing the same old things again and again. And reality check, you cut my allowance by half."
"You always no time where got time to eat with you?! You got school, church, and tuition."
I can never understand.
I think that all of us, ultimately, just want to hear "I'm so proud of you." or any form of recognition so that we know that we're acknowledged and accepted by our parents. Our driving force behind everything is the same, to be known and loved by the people who brought us up.
But sometimes for some people, it's an arduous task.
목요일, 11월 06, 2008, 7:06 오후
` 1130; - and damn you're freeSorry, I'm not in Raffles Girls School, the school where you always want me to be. Sorry that I turned down the DSA to Raffles Junior College because I decided that I don't want to roast my brain for 2 years. I'm sorry, that I'm not someone pretty like Julia so you could parade me proudly in front of other people.
You may say sorry to me after you've said these, but sorry doesn't mean a thing when you repeat everything that I mentioned above every time you find something that you hate about me that you just have to say it. Might as well not apologize, I can take it, don't need your insincere sincerities. Too much of it given from the world, period.
Never mind, Holly, I can handle this crap.
수요일, 9월 24, 2008, 11:56 오후
` 1096; - oh hello it's you again
Life has been okay so far, with me breaking this hiatus even more than naught. Tuition Clique's been renamed to the Clique 5 (HAHAHA THAT WAS THOUGHT UP BY ME :D) and I love eating dinner with the boys - Marcus and Benjamin, like almost every day because they crack me up so much, so much. Marcus with his stupid "I DON'T LIKE JULIAN" and Benjamin's Toilet Fetish are the love, mmmmmkay boys will be boys.
*
I hate the feeling of being neglected.
Neglection =/= Being Alone.
Sometimes, all you want is someone just calling your name. It makes you happy. I'm not just a mere number, darn it. Even football players, even though they're part of a team, they have their names printed on the back of their jerseys so people can know who they are. When ey score a goal, the whole team is lauded, because they play a part in helping that person to score, be it defending the goal or passing the ball.
They get encouraged by the people and their coach, or not they'll face mental burnout.
I feel stressed out, burnt out, whatever you call it. It's like, when I'm back to schooling, every touch is lost. No lunch dates, smses, nothing. Say, the last time I've talked is like, 2 weeks. Every conversation is words being left unsaid.
It's like the Gao Ning Ping Pong without a coach scandal all over again.
Just in case you've forgotten who I am, hello, I am Naomi Seow. Remember me?
I doubt you do. You only call me if you want me to do something. Team, much? Bullshit.
라벨: rant
월요일, 9월 01, 2008, 10:30 오후
` 1080; - there's no need to complicate
Sometimes I wish I have a terrible memory. A memory that remembers all the good and not the bad of people. Like a sieve, a diary with no entries, a big tunnel where a train can pass through with maximum efficiency. An utopia on earth.
But I don't. There's no use pretending. Our minds are kinetic. We remember things by doing them - like riding a bike or learning rhythm. My, our, rather, bodies has a memory of its own; trying to remember how it felt like - a trauma, a pain, a kiss. You see it in the mundane, the habits. Every single day, we do what we can, to extricate the tender, the magical moment like the pivotal feeling just before a kiss (and after that it all spirals downwards, haha. No sexual connotations, please!). We try to keep things in check but a part of our minds wander back to the time when forever was a reality. We try to hush vulnerability to a whisper. But we are not successful.
Almost every night, I fall asleep like this, the nakedness of my mind bare for God to see like a stack of cards over a coffee table.
*
There's no use being a hypocrite, covering up what you're doing. Don't lie to us, we know what's going on. Your intention's so blatantly obvious; you don't need to fabricate your little web of white lies to us because a white lie is still a lie.
I'm supposed to protect you. But on what basis? I can't much longer; you're spiraling downwards, my friend. Stupid excuses like "Oh I have tuition", "Her house is very near mine." Granted, it's near yours, but it doesn't mean that you walk home every SINGLE DAY. She has her legs, she's not handicapped or anything.
I have people who tell me what's going on. I shrug. For your responsibility is not mine, and if you waste precious time to hanker after frivolous things instead of growing in God, it's not my problem. I tell you, I try to talk to you but all you give me is that stupid face of "What the hell is she talking to me." Uh, you're falling into temptation, not me.
Thank you for showing me the real you. Thank you for letting me know that I couldn't lean on you much longer. Thank you for reminding me how even a best friend can turn out to be a hypocrite. Thank you for liberating me, so that I could have more favour with men (figuratively), instead of finding that favour with you.
If you ever wake up from your temporary lalaland, I'm still here, but everything isn't going to be the same. You've lost my trust, you've lost my respect. It's to be gained. You've lost almost the whole group already. We TRY to believe in you but you haven't got anything to prove - that's why you were taken down. You don't practice what you preach, how are we going to entrust the whole group into your hands? We will just be a memory instead of a tradition.
I don't know what to say to you anymore. I see you, you avoid me. GG. Good game, pwnage. It was nice playing the game with you, afterall.
Goodbye, my friend.
*
I feel so refreshed letting everything out. Now, I've gotta bring revival to B Zone (: Ben's coming for sleepover and maybe Marcus will come yay!
라벨: angry, rant, white noise
금요일, 7월 11, 2008, 10:58 오후
` 1043; - and another thing!I am very very x infinity stressed now because
1. I am analyzing the poem for tomorrow's debate w/o assistance
2. I don't even know what the poem is about.
3. I am jaded. Very.
Uh, yeah, I'm sure that in my life there are a lot (& by that I mean A LOT) of really dark, wicked and screwed people. So much that I can't fill Pulau Semakau landfill if I had to bury them all. I secretly (okay not so subtle here) wish they would unscrew themselves or brighten up a little so that I wouldn't be that disgusted. If being "friends"counts as throwing all the crap to me to do something and not willing to budge, I'm sorry your kind of friendship isn't worth much. I wish Y.O.U could just S.H.O.O.T Y.O.U.R.S.E.L.F (cue BANG! BANG!) and the world would be a better place. Trust me, it will.
I should have known, in Sec 2 I thought you were my good friend and I bought you lots of stuff, little did I know Y.O.U were USING ME as a DOORMAT all this while. The cheek of it. And now? Bitching? Who's the bitch? Go look into the mirror and the answer's there. Bitching won't get you far, dearie, as far as this world is concerned (pardon the pun) and oh, especially LAZINESS. Now thanks to you, I'm going to waste like probably 5 hours of my life doing something that I put in effort but the team isn't.
And in case you thought that what I wrote above isn't true and doesn't apply to you? You are not even in the list of those people who are entitled to think that. And I'm not compromising? Think harder. What I suggest is that you should make GETTING DOWN AND DOING SOMETHING ABOUT IT NOW at the top of your What-Should-I-Do list and get off your fat butt and actually do something that is benefiting yourself.
Take that monster.
일요일, 6월 01, 2008, 2:02 오전
` 1010; - I've never been this... this... DISGUSTED. Ever.
Everything on wordpress.
라벨: rant
금요일, 5월 09, 2008, 11:34 오후
` 999; - mon amour pour le piano
Her fingers snaked across the ivories as it conjoured up a smattering of notes which sounded like Chopin's Etude in C Minor, Opus 10. "Never forget the Opus," he had said, "They make each and every piece unique."
"Yes, I know." she muttered into the keyboard. She curved her fingers up again, poised them over the keyboard and let loose the same Chopin piece. She injected emotions into every single note - passion, agony, desire - until the piece ended.
"You are not playing well enough! Where's your technique?! This hand isn't good," he yelled as he grabbed her left hand "this one!" He started to beat her repeatedly on the hand. She yanked her hand away and bit him on the arm. He struck her across the face and she flew out of the chair and onto the polished parquet.
She never took piano lessons from him again. She was only 9 years old.
*
I really can't stand people who does not give a crap about piano. I mean, when you learn it you have to have passion for the instrument, or not why did you learn it in the first place? Piano is all about practice and passion. Nothing more. My previous teacher had so much passion for it until he emphasised the Opus.
Every note means something to the composer and you should learn about the nature of the piece, the background and personality of the composer before you learn the piece so you can bring out his emotion, his passion and whatnot for the piece to entrance people to listen to you.
It's not about notes, notes, notes.
And, to a certain someone, PLEASE do turn up for your duet sessions. I'll FLUNK my MEP Practical badly. Maybe you do not care about it but I DO. :/
*
Oh and I'm done with Nodame Cantabile. (: Oh I wish I had someone like Chiaki Sempai :333
라벨: rant, white noise
토요일, 4월 05, 2008, 7:41 오후
` 987; - scribbled out the truth with your liesI am very. very. angry.
If not for God I would have been a product of since you been gone.
It's all on wordpress, password protected.
Now I know how they felt.
라벨: rant
목요일, 3월 27, 2008, 10:54 오후
` 980; - dream of alternate realitiesHad a great dinner with Darren, Shermaine, Desiree, Sylvia, Hannah, Cindy, Nelson and Boxue just now at Chompx2 after CG. Had wonderful fellowship and a few cold jokes here and there (: They're my family man, what could I say (:
Idk, we were talking about appearences just now and I was moaning about the oil from Darren's oyster thingy (which he very generously shared with me) will cause me to break out, as if the medicine wasn't purging out the stuff in the first place. Well Nelson and Darren told me that it'll tide over...well.
Darren said that appearences don't matter, we're in church. And people do not judge people by their appearences in church... true, but I have this issue with myself that only God can settle.
*
It's antagonising for some people when they have one spot on their face, but for me, I'm hoping for the day which I do not need to put on concealer when I leave the house. It's crushing to see all those people around you with near perfect skin knowing that you want what they have. It's demoralising to see models on magazines displaying flawless complexion when you know they are who you want to be in the future. It makes me mad to see people with good skin smoke. They are crazy.
I don't know why I'm crying as I type this. Maybe it's the sorrow that I'm bottling inside for so long. I try to be the Iron Lady, when people see, they'll go, "Even though her face is like that, she's still so strong, so optimistic." I try not to show that the state of my face bothers me. Actually it does. A LOT. A WHOLE CRAPPY LOT.
I hate going to school with concealer on. I hate it. I know it clogs up the pores but what can I do? I'll only get more jibes about my face, how red it gets and it looks like some snake's skin. I'll get stares and amused whispers. I've gotten that in Sec 1 & 2, even till now. I hate having to monitor what I have to eat in fear of another breakout. I hate having to stuff myself with horrible tonics and soups. I hate having to endure painful laser treatments on my face one after another. I hate having to go for ultrasound every 4 months for my kidneys when it actually doesn't help me at all. I NEED A TRANSPLANT, HEARD ME?! NOT ULTRASOUNDS. IT DOESN'T DO ANYTHING. AT ALL. I hate having urine tests, blood tests, and all those nonsense.
WHATEVER.
For God saved my day.
Song of Songs 7:1-9
금요일, 2월 01, 2008, 3:14 오후
` 947; - is this how we say goodbye?
I'm so, so, so tired of you. You, You, YOU.
You've changed. So much. For the better or the worse, I don't know. But from what I see, it's probably the worse.
I should've known better. Everytime when I open myself up to someone, I get let down. Every. Single. Time. I slap myself for being so vulnerable, especially towards you. I get tired, bruised and battered. I'm probably half-dead by now if you hadn't noticed. No, I don't think you have. You possibly DON'T EVEN CARE.
When I see you, you avoid me like I have AIDS. And you maintain we're still friends, or even better ones. I think all that talking are all falling on deaf ears because you don't seem to be doing anything.
Today's the last straw. I'm tired of seeing you being led around like a lapdog on a leash, tired of the empty promises of being friends, tired of the tears, tired of all the endless questions of "What the hell happened to ____?", tired of you, just you.
Don't give me the crappy nonsense that you've always promised, to give you more "trust and belief,have more faith in me, I'm your close friend." Ask yourself this; HAVE YOU GIVEN/SHOWN ME A REASON TO? HAVE YOU?! Eve if you say that this is for the better, ask yourself again, DO CLOSE FRIENDS IGNORE EACH OTHER DAY AFTER DAY? DO THEY SHUN AWAY FROM EACH OTHER? DO THEY LOOK WITH DISGUST AT EACH OTHER? DO THEY? I THINK NOT.
I've thought you were nice, and we could weather this friendship through thick or thin, rain or shine. Looks like it can't even make it through a drizzle, talk about being together for each other.
I should have known.
화요일, 1월 22, 2008, 3:05 오후
` 936; - save me from myself
Two weeks and we'd caught on fire,
She's got it out for me,
But I wear the biggest smile.
*
I hate being vulnerable. I hate being confused. I hate the feeling of my heart being constricted by an invisible metal fist. I hate that my appetite always seem to disappear when I happened to glance your way. I seem to be all "high" and happy ladeda to you. Probably the facade is just to make yourself feel happy. Maybe it's to assure you that I'm all okay. Indifference? Possibly.
No, nothing's perfectly okay. I hope it will be.
I try to forget, I know I shouldn't let my brain process all those emotions that whiz within my head, but it just did. I felt myself wanting to grab you and scream at you, scream out all the truth which I could see in her that you are somehow blinded from. I have the sudden urge to slap her, yank her and pummel some sense into her. And the scary thing is, I wanted to do these things. I have never felt this way before.
I try (don't you know?). I hang onto the statement that I should trust you more and nothing else and still, you don't give me any reason to. Or better, I can't seem to find any.
I'll continue to be the person you once knew, the "old, smiling, hyper Naomi". She'll never go away.
But for this "neurotic, scary, insecure, unable-to-trust Naomi", she'll disappear the same way she came.
But without God, she'd probably be out of control.
라벨: rant
목요일, 1월 17, 2008, 9:32 오후
` 932; - you and I collide.It's the 3rd week of school and I'm already feeling /horrible/. I hate waking up in the middle of the night crying and pleading. I'm tired of being the butt of acne jokes and juicy gossip made by people who have too much time on their hands... if you know what I mean.
2008 is passing by relatively slowlyyyyyyyyy. Even O Level Music seems to be such a dread, really. Having a teacher who disses you when you get an A1 seems depressing enough, but when he throws a stack of assignments that you don't even know how to do them is worse. Trust me.
I'm just going to have faith.
*
And you're the only person who've successfully managed to enable me to lose 2kg in 3 weeks.
I'm tired of waking up in the middle of the night crying and screaming.
I lose my appetite when I see you.
Didn't know you would turn out to be like this.
I don't want to lose you, you mean a lot to me, but I can't take it anymore.
I can't believe I'd say this but,
YOU DISGUST ME.
라벨: rant
월요일, 1월 14, 2008, 11:43 오후
` 929; - 어리석 있는 멈추십시요!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
너 장님은, 너 모르는가 저것을 이는가???????????????
열으십시요 너의 눈!!!!!!!!
>:{
Don't bother asking.
라벨: rant
수요일, 1월 02, 2008, 9:01 오후
` 918; - amongst other things
A friend in school just recently apologised. He was a person I just see, wave, say hello and goodbye to. Now he's in church, and I'm happy for that. He had, pushed aside every single inch of guy's ego and apologised for something he and the whole class did two years ago. I mean, I did not deserve the apology at all. It was a classic childish case which involved pettiness, everyone of which some of them need their mouths to be washed out with Dettol, and everyone talking in circles. I don't know and I don't care about it at all, because firstly, I've moved on and secondly, I already know who the real suckers are.
The thing is, how many people would risk their pride to apologise even for something done 2 hours ago? Not much. Apologising means gorging on a whole dollop of humble pie, feeling powerless and controlled. We are aware of the things we've done, I'm aware of the things I've done and I'm not afraid of saying one word which probably means a lot to that person.
Sorry seems to be the hardest word to say.
Apologies that begin with, "I'm sorry you feel this way" don't count. I'd slap you if you ever said that to me. Firstly, it's self-righteous and manipulative. Secondly, WHAT EXACTLY ARE YOU APOLOGISING FOR? Specify and admit for it.
*
I simply do not understand why people want others to do their job for them. You want the tickets, not me. He was there as clear as day just there, and when he's gone, you expect me to chase after him all the way to the first floor. Reason? "I'm lazy." Lazy my ass. Okay, if I had went, you'll still hate me in the end. So, no point in going, full stop. I've tried to be nice and all I got from you is just the "oh shut up" face. Well. Some people, really.
라벨: introspection, rant
일요일, 12월 02, 2007, 11:40 오후
` 871; - it's been something surreal
You. Yes you. You may not know that the main subject of what I'm writing is you but, listen carefully and closely.
I don't know you at all. I only know you by name, and by your face. You have never spoke to me before. Maybe the only thing you know about me is that I like Rain and I'm an on fire Christian at my pretty church. Maybe that's about it.
Well, all that I know is that I won't let your smallmindedness affect me and I'm already immune to it. I have my lovely church, zone, cg, Pastors, leaders, and my mega God to back me up. I won't mince my words, I'll say that I've tried to be nice to you, kept out of your way and even not thinking about what you would say to me next anymore. So you have no reason whatsoever to say anything about me, kamsahaminda.
I don't know about you, but I've found the right place to be in. Where everyone is transparent to you and show you actual care and concern than the mask that you and your clique provide. If you, would just see others more than yourself, and start loving others instead of wallowing in your self-pity or depression or whatever nonsense, would the world become a better place? You said that your world is real. But the people I have with me now, have been changed by God and are definately more real than your-real-world.
Personally, I think I'm an okay person. I have my blemishes in life, I'm not perfect, neither are you. But I guess it's your loss that you judged me even before you knew me, we'd become good friends. Okay that's all. Goodnight. I hope that I'll see you here soon.
라벨: rant, white noise
목요일, 10월 25, 2007, 11:24 오후
` 814; - when Naomi's angry, she's angrySome people can just be so immature/stupid/dense/cretinous.
And I've never been so angry in my life.
Best Friend, Joel and I were supposed to go out after school, and Best Friend happily strolled out with KLLY (subtle, much?) and her sidekick (no prizes for guessing who) to Hougang Green as they stole his bag. Klly then had the audacity to sling his bag over her shoulder and Best Friend followed them (what can he do, he's such a gentleman.)
They then used his phone to call me, and when I picked up, they went all "Oooooh, she said, "Where are you, dear?" OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHH." -insert rigorous R21 scene here-
Joel and I walked, WALKED MIND YOU, to Hougang Green, and had Klly and her mofo WASTE 45 MINUTES OF OUR *&%^$&@ TIME.
45 minutes x 2 people = 90 minutes. Of precious time wasted.
Do the math.
Joel: "WHAT THE HELL LA."
Naomi: "-censored-."
Joel: "HOOKEY HOOKEY HOOHA" *grumble grumble grumble*
And when Joel went in to negotiate (I wasn't there because Joel told me not to go into LJS as it'll make the matter worse), and according to him, Best Friend just sat there, whining for his bag back when Joel was being attacked by verbal enemy cannons.
Joel and I ignored Best Friend the whole way.
Joel's side:
Best Friend could have done something, like take a firm stand. He's too gentleman and not alert at all. It's all Best Friend's fault.
Best Friend's side:
It's both of you. Where were my 2 best friends when I needed them? Joel could just stay there for 3 more minutes and they'll give me back my bag. Or, you (meaning me, Naomi) could just go in. They were waiting for you to claim my bag.
Then they fought in the MRT all the way to Orchard T_T and I sat there, burying my face in my Korean Textbook, hoping no one could see that I was Best Friend to the two screaming-in-your-face public debaters.
I'M INFURIATED.
VERY.
I'm a little annoyed at Best Friend, but I'm more angry with Klly and her henion.
This is all I have to say:
YOU'RE WASTING MY TIME. MY TIME. I had planned out my schedule nicely and arranged everything and you &*^&%%$ wasted my *&$%#^% time. What's it to you if I go out with him? He's my best friend, not your boytoy. We could've got to Orchard earlier and go to church earlier if you hadn't done this. There's something called used to. You're a Used To.
I'm infuriated with you already. Isn't it enough for you, teasing me in school, biting him on the shoulder, stealing his bag, et cetra et cetra? NO? -Yuxuan told me not to censor this but I shall-
And as for you, sidekick, please stop preaching the fine values of Christianity when you are not a person of such values yourself. It's called HYPOCRISY. I've been noticing your blog, and one post it goes, "Oh Jesus You died for me, why are we humans so bad and yadda yadda yadda" and the next post it's "F**K! (insert lianish language)"
OHWOW. WOWWWWWWWW. *cue to roll eyes*
Whatever, seriously. I've actually tried to be civil towards /them/, to put it crudely, not to directly suan them in the face. If you want to settle any relationship issues, go find a shrink. Mere 15-year-old mortals like him and I are not worthy enough to examine your immortal emotions. & I would really like to elaborate, but it's against my moral standards.
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What's the use of apologising when you (still) do it repeatedly?
Meh.
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HA. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA.
To quote Michelle, "Sour grapes." :P
라벨: rant
금요일, 8월 24, 2007, 10:00 오후
` 711; - Fedora crashed my school today. (:
Then towned with Fedora and Shermaine.
Went to Artfriend. Think ShiHua'll like it there.
WENT TO CHURCH FOR CAFE.
I love Jieru & Stella & Lucinda.
They said my handwriting is NICE(:
Memorized all the prices! YAAAAAY.
Then CG.
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I think God prompted me to really really give for Building Fund.
I emptied all my stuff.
If God can make it possible for Samantha, He can for me.
I've been asking God how can I be a leader.
And when today Samantha put up the sermon by Pastor Lia for the Leaders' Meeting,
on HOW TO BE A LEADER.
Voila.
Prayer answered :D
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As we were walking,
suddenly someone who has nothing to do with me at all
were walking in front.
Obviously in my heart I was like "omg yuck gross"
And I turned to talk to Fedora
And that person started to walk fast
URGH.
Proof that certain people lack maturity.
WHAT GOES AROUND COMES AROUND.
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ZOMFG!
THE ARENA!
ZOMFG.
i am so screweddddddddddddd.
목요일, 8월 23, 2007, 10:36 오후
` 709; -RAWR blogger ate up my post.
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/rant/
I toiled so hard for that stupid chapter of the fanfic on SexyBi and then, someone had to come along and write the next chapter until it's like so URGH. It spoilt the whole atmosphere I had created and she made the whole thing seem like a blur. Who says that she hates him and then makes out with him the next? No such thing.
Soo-ri is supposed to IGNORE Ji-hoon AFTER he grabbed her arm as Richard took her away! Elaborate on Richard and who he is, NOT IGNORE HIM.
CLEAR THE MIST.
Your chapter is seriously spoiling the whole story, and I'm sure Ji-hoon will go "Oh my goodness I don't remember me even doing it, let alone think it."
I can't even look at Ji-hoon in the eye now after what you've described. I can't even be bothered to actually COMMENT.
/end rant/
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I PLAYED BADMINTON WITH CHINAMAN & CHEKYEOW & SINKIA yesterday.
HAHA.
SHALL NOT SAY MUCH.
NAOMI IS HAPPY.
-for now.
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Fedora's gonna crash school tmr (:
ANDDDDD.
we got into the campusmoblog finals! :DDDD
MOOLAH MOOLAH MOOLAHHHHHHH. :D
금요일, 8월 17, 2007, 12:32 오전
` 701; - epitome of childishness.I simply couldn't imagine how - a woman, estimated at, say, age 28 - could pick and complain and rant about a 14 year old.
True, Trish may be a bit demanding at times, especially when she finds out about the truth. However, I believe that the woman (I'll call her AP) could, be mature enough to PM her and tell her her mistakes instead of broadcasting it out to the world.
Instead, she chose to bitch about Trish and with other soompiers, critisise Trish and such. Sure, it's your personal blog and you could do anything you want, & this is ALSO MY PERSONAL BLOG, so I could say whatever I want even though I know you may stumble across this blog.
It's a question about whether you are MATURE enough or not. Apparently AP isn't, being 28 & still complaining about Trish. And she still dares to call herself a Cloud when she critisises Rain and doubts him.
Do you think Ji-hoon would, ever, like someone like you? Someone being so sarcastic, childish, insensitive to other's feelings, and someone who gossips all the time? Go figure.
Pretty mature, much?
Thanks to her and other "mature" Bi-ers, I am not going to visit Bi/rain's soompi thread anymore, as the mere thought of AP makes my insides want to fall out.
라벨: rant
목요일, 8월 16, 2007, 2:59 오후
` 700; -Today was a bad bad bad day.
I'm in those fuckyouworld kind of moods.
& I absoutely despise people who think that they're great in everything that they argue with you till the end.
Don't fuck with my time alright, bitch?
My time's precious enough, I don't have enough of it.
Sure, I've been holding what I've wanted to say for a long long time already.
True, you were nice in the beginning,
but slowly I saw that you were selfish, conceited, arrogant, and you humiliate people with your so-called "INTELLIGENCE" and sarcasm.
&& furthurmore, PRACTICE WHAT YOU PREACH. No use telling me what to do when you yourself have done what you shouldn't.
Probably the only thing that is good today is that I'm meeting Joyce later for Korean & cafe.
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& the worst thing of your life
is when you forget the ones who love you the most.
& & & I'm hoping to be the one there to be with you.
라벨: rant