desireee ; 24november; click here to email me :)
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steph.yan
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vanwie
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yado
yanling
alicia
amanda.lam
azaria
benjamin
boonli
brenda
catharine
choon
darren
darryl
debbie.cous`
elynn
esther
estelle
felyanne
frances
geraldine.cous`
irene
jacob.saint`
jamie
jillian
joan
joee.cous`
joycelyn
katharine
kevin
liwen
marissa
mark
matthew
melissa
mendy
mitsuye
nianwhye
nicholas
sam
sandra
serene
shemin
siank
siuyuin
songlee
steph.chua
steph.yan
valerie
vanwie
weng.hume
yado
yanling
Sunday, December 28, 2008
and there are 3 girls.3 girls who mean alot to me.
my girlfriend.my peas.the one who kept me sane with msn conversations through uni.from early uni days to graduation.to you completing your thesis.to you driving and me too.the free talk time with optus.how we kept close while in aust still.how u told me your mum visited and cooked a whole heap and you ate the frozen lot for dinner!how we amazingly got through the dark period.how we did it amazes me.how alike it was.it amazes me.how close we are.it amazes me.how things have turned out now.I HEART. :) love u peas.
my girlfriend.my rock.my pillar of strength.we go back to geeky days of the familar blue pinafore.where we waved to each other when we caught glimpses of each other.how we kept each other glued about what was happening to us.how we went into each other classrooms or on the field to slip the specially folded notes or the free postcards we wrote on.gone were those days but i have all the notes still in a special box.time has gone by and i have come to aussie for almost 6 years.im glad and thakful we still are the best of girlfriends.the sms u sent me before we met up where u said 'this is so surreal,im finally seeing you after talking to u online for years!'.that made me teared.because i missed u a whole heap and just wanted to catch up!when we did we just seemed to pick up where we left off.time and time again i always say you're beautiful and you deservethe best in the world.i still stand by that gorgeous.love u and many more years of friendship to come.mwah.xoxo
my dear.this is for u.we both know how we didnt seem that close thou we still in a way was.but my trip back certainly made us a whole lot stronger.im glad i have a sista/friend/hcc-er in you.and you know that i am always an email/sms/text/call away.ill always be there for you when u need me to lend that listening ear.thank you for being a gem and im glad the 3 of us now have a special bond.love u my dear.xoxo
to many years of friendship and counting - desireee`
my girlfriend.my peas.the one who kept me sane with msn conversations through uni.from early uni days to graduation.to you completing your thesis.to you driving and me too.the free talk time with optus.how we kept close while in aust still.how u told me your mum visited and cooked a whole heap and you ate the frozen lot for dinner!how we amazingly got through the dark period.how we did it amazes me.how alike it was.it amazes me.how close we are.it amazes me.how things have turned out now.I HEART. :) love u peas.
my girlfriend.my rock.my pillar of strength.we go back to geeky days of the familar blue pinafore.where we waved to each other when we caught glimpses of each other.how we kept each other glued about what was happening to us.how we went into each other classrooms or on the field to slip the specially folded notes or the free postcards we wrote on.gone were those days but i have all the notes still in a special box.time has gone by and i have come to aussie for almost 6 years.im glad and thakful we still are the best of girlfriends.the sms u sent me before we met up where u said 'this is so surreal,im finally seeing you after talking to u online for years!'.that made me teared.because i missed u a whole heap and just wanted to catch up!when we did we just seemed to pick up where we left off.time and time again i always say you're beautiful and you deservethe best in the world.i still stand by that gorgeous.love u and many more years of friendship to come.mwah.xoxo
my dear.this is for u.we both know how we didnt seem that close thou we still in a way was.but my trip back certainly made us a whole lot stronger.im glad i have a sista/friend/hcc-er in you.and you know that i am always an email/sms/text/call away.ill always be there for you when u need me to lend that listening ear.thank you for being a gem and im glad the 3 of us now have a special bond.love u my dear.xoxo
to many years of friendship and counting - desireee`
Saturday, December 27, 2008
ive learned new words.
fantabulousness
pearlbulous
xmas 08 has been fab fab fab.cousins and family here.nothing beats xmas with family.
and i miss my hcc.wahluh.im HOMESICK. :|
fantabulousness
pearlbulous
xmas 08 has been fab fab fab.cousins and family here.nothing beats xmas with family.
and i miss my hcc.wahluh.im HOMESICK. :|
Sunday, December 14, 2008
baxter says 'hello!' :))
Friday, December 12, 2008
William Shakespeare - All the world's a stage (from As You Like It 2/7)
All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players:
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lined,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side,
His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players:
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lined,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side,
His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.