*shrug* i oso dunno why im doing this and risking social suicide. Haha but here goes! =p
"Each player of this game starts off by giving 6 weird things about themselves. People who get tagged need to write in a blog of their own 6 weird things as well as state the rules clearly. In the end, you need to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names. After you do that, leave them each a comment letting them know you tagged them and to read your blog."
1. I love potatoes. Cooked in ANY WAY: boiled (potatoe sup), baked (jacket potatoe), fried ( french fries, hashbrowns), mashed potatoes, potatoe salad, bbq-ed potatoe, potatoe chips, and if they ever decide to invent such a thing as POTATOE ICE CREAM i would probably be their 1st fan.
**Oh btw, since we are already on the potatoe topic, even tho this is totaly unrelated to the tag, this cny, i discovered the joys of a chinese tidbit. Aiyak..forgot the chinese name for it, but in english the plant is called arrow head (i think). Its glorious, they cut the potatoe-like-vege into ultra thin slices and deep fry it to golden perfection. *crack* Mmmmm.... where have you been all my life? I cant believe it, all this time, i never knew about it! If anybody's house got leftover arrow head chips tell me k? i make special guest star appereance at ur home.**
2. I enjoy wrapping books. When we were still in school, i wrap all my sister's books, till once when i had no more books to wrap, i was tempted to offer them money to let me wrap their books. There is just something so satisfying about tugging and pulling at the wrapper till it sticks like second skin to the book cover, and hold the silky smooth finished product in your arms.
3. I've yet to see another girl's room as messier than mine. Seriously, if you've ever got a chance to see my room and it was 'decent looking', dont for one minute be fooled and think that it was the normal state of my room. It's either i knew somebody was coming to visit and i cleaned it up (read: pushed and chucked everything into any space that would allow) OR Lesley came over and did her complusory " Denise! How can u breath in this place? *starts to clean* *clean* *clean*" routine.
4. I cant side park a car *endless sob*
5. I read the ending of the books before i buy them. Super spoiler i know, but i just gota see if it is drama enough for me to spend that much time reading the other 894752309485029pages in front.
6. I like getting tagged on other ppl's blogs. Cos it saves my blog from extinction.
AND i would like to tag.. *cheng cheng* this is the fun part =p
1.Lesley AND Rachel ------> even tho i know ALL your weird traits redy, now i want the WORLD to know how weird my sisters really are. muahahahahahaaha * lightning flash*
2,3,4,5 & 6. Thats all wor, dont need to know other ppl's weird traits cos i'm only cruel to my sisters.And also they are the only ones i can blackmail mah =p
ps: special thanks to Angelene for letting me in on the big tip: that the laundry aunty at VistaB club house sells my precious arrow head for cny! i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i do!
Saturday, February 24, 2007
Thursday, February 22, 2007
Subject: Beauty
We are allowed to write song's like this?
wow... i admire the bravery and honesty. But i think this song is not only dedicated to any One person in particular. It's not for us to point fingers at others or shake our heads. It is also talking to us. Asking...
Have we grew too numb till we forgot?
Honestly...
What do we DO when we read about/ see homeless people on the street?
Who do we PRAY for before we go to sleep?
Do we even pray anymore?
Do we really, truely care about them like they were our own mothers, sisters, granparents or children?
Dear Mr. President"(feat. Indigo Girls)
Lyrics:
Dear Mr. President
Come take a walk with me
Let's pretend we're just two people and
You're not better than me
I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly
What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep
What do you feel when you look in the mirror
Are you proud
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye
How do you walk with your head held high
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why
Dear Mr. President
Were you a lonely boy
Are you a lonely boy
Are you a lonely boy
How can you say
No child is left behind
We're not dumb and we're not blind
They're all sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell
What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away
And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say
You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye
How do you walk with your head held high
Can you even look me in the eye
Let me tell you bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you bout hard work
Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
You don't know nothing bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
Oh
How do you sleep at night
How do you walk with your head held high
Dear Mr. President
You'd never take a walk with me
Would you
I dont need to put up pictures here to show you what the artist is talking about, cos im almost certain that most of us already have those images imprinted somewhere at the back of our minds.
"When i can put my head down on my pillow at night, and truely say that i've been a decent person today, THAT is beauty." ~Drew Barrymoore~
wow... i admire the bravery and honesty. But i think this song is not only dedicated to any One person in particular. It's not for us to point fingers at others or shake our heads. It is also talking to us. Asking...
Have we grew too numb till we forgot?
Honestly...
What do we DO when we read about/ see homeless people on the street?
Who do we PRAY for before we go to sleep?
Do we even pray anymore?
Do we really, truely care about them like they were our own mothers, sisters, granparents or children?
Dear Mr. President"(feat. Indigo Girls)
Lyrics:
Dear Mr. President
Come take a walk with me
Let's pretend we're just two people and
You're not better than me
I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly
What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep
What do you feel when you look in the mirror
Are you proud
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye
How do you walk with your head held high
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why
Dear Mr. President
Were you a lonely boy
Are you a lonely boy
Are you a lonely boy
How can you say
No child is left behind
We're not dumb and we're not blind
They're all sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell
What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away
And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say
You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye
How do you walk with your head held high
Can you even look me in the eye
Let me tell you bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you bout hard work
Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
You don't know nothing bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
Oh
How do you sleep at night
How do you walk with your head held high
Dear Mr. President
You'd never take a walk with me
Would you
I dont need to put up pictures here to show you what the artist is talking about, cos im almost certain that most of us already have those images imprinted somewhere at the back of our minds.
"When i can put my head down on my pillow at night, and truely say that i've been a decent person today, THAT is beauty." ~Drew Barrymoore~
Friday, February 16, 2007
Happy Frielentine
Abit the late but...
Happy Valentine's to all you couples out there!
&
Happy Frielentine to my fellow single comrades!
Hehe..actually to tell the truth, i rather enjoyed this valentine's. Of course there was no romatic dinner or bouquet of insanely priced flowers or elaborate gifts. But it was fun never the less. Here is wat I did ( if u have the slightest interest =p):
WOKE UP at 7.30am and marched myself to the library. Yes siree, the nerd mode is back. I noticed tho as i was walking frm vista to imu that ALOT of people were wearing black that valentine's morning.haha found it a lil strange cos trafficlight-red and toothdecaysweet-pink was the usual colours valentine days called for no? Anyways productively finished ONE respi lecture note the whole morning ( but nevertheless still satisfied with myself) and waited for lunch!
LUNCH was spent wit peeps from the imu CG at Taste Walking/Fusion Heaven (which name now? im getting confused). And we celebrated Valene's bday there too! A Valentine baby named Valene who is as sweet as a flower! how appropriate =)
MISSED the 1st lecture by Reddy cos the food took some time to arrive, but strangely i didnt mind at all. Actually, it is VERY strange why i was so happy that day, hmmm....
ARRIVED in time for the 2nd lecture, but there was a great air of excitement in the lecture hall even as Mala Maung gave her lecture (poor dear, promise to pay more attn next time) cos everyone was busy looking out at who got wat flowers from whom. haha...so cute felt just like high skool again =) oh, and even got lil gifts frm friends, ahhh! so happy.
EVENING DESSERT for me,pei,angie,xan,geoff and chris was at the lil shop next to OUG (aiyak forgot the name). Tried to con xan into ordering the 'Ice Fruitty Loh' cos that was what i ordered the last time and everybody laughed at me cos it was basically frozen plain water, some fruits and cincau. Aiya..but she too smart ler =p oOoOohh... and as we were having dessert we saw men marching out proudly of the shopping complex with their bouquets of flowers CLEARLY for some sweet lady they've been thinking of the whole day. *happy sigh* i just thot the scene was a very i dunno... movie-like-material? Of course i know there is more to life than romance and i should use my head more than my 6yearold daydreams but still....*happy sigh* =p
5.30-7ISH was spent at CF. Though it was a short session, i learnt so much for the message that day. Thank you!
THE ROMATIC DINNER was a burger ayam spesial bungkus-ed and eaten in the comfort of my aparment reading the papers. Oh, and there was this really sweet article in the star about an elderly couple, but I can remember their names (sigh wats wit me and remembering important things ah). Will go dig out the article again tmr.
Yeapo...That was my happy Frielentine.
OH! but post-valentine was fun too. Cos after valentine's, it is quite certain that most people will update their blogs wan, so thats thats the perfect time for me to go online and stalk people's blog and find out what they did for valentine's. haha stalking is fun!
ps: aiyo...dunno wats wrong with my blogger, when i try and post they squeeze all my paragraphs together, hence the congested look today.
Friday, February 09, 2007
Thursday, February 08, 2007
Just a passing thought.
It just occured to me that the holidays are coming to an end....
NoOoOooOoooOoooOoooooOoOOOoooo!
gimmie back, gimmie back more time to be a pig, gimmie more time to "talk" about studying instead of actually doing it, gimmie more time before the dooms of EOS, gimmie more time before i call myself a sem3 student.
hehe...
Artistic Genes
It runs in the family you know, this business of being an artistic genius.
Lesley msged me, asking me if i knew any nice msg's to send to a friend. So i sent her my own Denise-written-oneofakind-limitededition-alloccasion- poem:
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
You are so sweet,
Almost as sweet as Denise the magnificent.
(the ending part doesnt REALLY rhyme, but i thot sweeT and magnificenT both got T so can use together)
~written by Suyin (me)~
~dedicated to all who would not kick me after reading this~
I guess for some reason she didnt use my poem, and instead, half an hour later sent me this:
Friends for life,
They never stray,
Brightening our day,
Wiping all the frustration away,
Even when we fall,
Or sometimes feel so small,
They bubble lil smiles in our skies,
With their silent lullabies,
Bringing us back once more,
To our fairtale world before,
Where princes & princess flew at night,
In the sky where clouds are fleecy white,
Where baby fairies covered with lace,
Munching honey cookies till very late, <---------------- I especially like this part!
And when all has dimmed... before the day starts again,
Together they watch,
The sunrise in the golden lane...
Oh how precious those memories were to me,
My friend for now & forever will be...
~written by Suwen (my sis)~
~dedicated specially to her close friend Siew Ying~
WaAaAaAaAaaah...........
Seriously almost as good as my poem leh *salute* =p
Lesley msged me, asking me if i knew any nice msg's to send to a friend. So i sent her my own Denise-written-oneofakind-limitededition-alloccasion- poem:
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
You are so sweet,
Almost as sweet as Denise the magnificent.
(the ending part doesnt REALLY rhyme, but i thot sweeT and magnificenT both got T so can use together)
~written by Suyin (me)~
~dedicated to all who would not kick me after reading this~
I guess for some reason she didnt use my poem, and instead, half an hour later sent me this:
Friends for life,
They never stray,
Brightening our day,
Wiping all the frustration away,
Even when we fall,
Or sometimes feel so small,
They bubble lil smiles in our skies,
With their silent lullabies,
Bringing us back once more,
To our fairtale world before,
Where princes & princess flew at night,
In the sky where clouds are fleecy white,
Where baby fairies covered with lace,
Munching honey cookies till very late, <---------------- I especially like this part!
And when all has dimmed... before the day starts again,
Together they watch,
The sunrise in the golden lane...
Oh how precious those memories were to me,
My friend for now & forever will be...
~written by Suwen (my sis)~
~dedicated specially to her close friend Siew Ying~
WaAaAaAaAaaah...........
Seriously almost as good as my poem leh *salute* =p
Saturday, February 03, 2007
Example of a non-compliant patient.
Oh uh...dentist going to scold me AGAIN.
Poor doc, she is wonderfull dentist but has been trying to get me to wear the elastic bands for my braces for the past dunno how many months ready. Its not that i purposely dont want to to wear wan, its just.... its just...just very easy to forget la.
Our standard conversation for the past 5 check ups:
Doctor: " Denise ah, i told you ady ah..must wear your elastics deligently wan. See, the gap from 3mm become 4 mm already, how to continue if the gap still so big? (err... ignore this last part if you dont have braces or dont understand dentist-talk)"
Denise: *muffled noises with all the orthodontic equipment still in her mouth*
Doctor: Ahh...you come back in 1months time, and i this time i will have a special method of checking if you wore the elastics ah. So you better wear them k?
Denise: *nodnodnodnod*
Oh uh... so once again,my 1 month is up ady.
*GASP* i just had a scary revelation: what if i end up wearing braces for the rest of my life?! *GASP*
ps: next time you catch me eating or talking witout my elastics please knock me on the head (HARD) and hand me a picture of a 60year old grandmother still with her braces? You would be doing me and my future husband a great favour, thank you.
Poor doc, she is wonderfull dentist but has been trying to get me to wear the elastic bands for my braces for the past dunno how many months ready. Its not that i purposely dont want to to wear wan, its just.... its just...just very easy to forget la.
Our standard conversation for the past 5 check ups:
Doctor: " Denise ah, i told you ady ah..must wear your elastics deligently wan. See, the gap from 3mm become 4 mm already, how to continue if the gap still so big? (err... ignore this last part if you dont have braces or dont understand dentist-talk)"
Denise: *muffled noises with all the orthodontic equipment still in her mouth*
Doctor: Ahh...you come back in 1months time, and i this time i will have a special method of checking if you wore the elastics ah. So you better wear them k?
Denise: *nodnodnodnod*
Oh uh... so once again,my 1 month is up ady.
*GASP* i just had a scary revelation: what if i end up wearing braces for the rest of my life?! *GASP*
ps: next time you catch me eating or talking witout my elastics please knock me on the head (HARD) and hand me a picture of a 60year old grandmother still with her braces? You would be doing me and my future husband a great favour, thank you.
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