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Torn apart between Libra and Scorpio, I cannot define my personality as well. I seem to be optimistic yet pessimistically emotional. I want to be the best yet might sometimes be too lazy to put in my best. Whatever that is, I guess my blog speaks better than myself.



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Saturday, 29 November 2008



救命啊!!

都已经二十几岁的人了。。。
就求求你给我一点喘口气的空间行不行。。。
或许关心与担心已经过了某些极限。
有些极限已经过了头。

在一天的时间里,打了至少四通夺命追魂call,你真的会把我给逼疯阿~~~~
“你在哪里”
“几点回家?”
“为什么还没回家?不要三更半夜才回家”

天啊!为什么你需要一而再,再而三的重复着同样的叮嘱?!!!!
我知道我知道!!
好不容易,放个假,难道连个喘口气不让人打扰的空间都没有吗?

9PM?! And you called it late? WTF is that seriously!
我真的累了。。。不说不是。。。说了也不是。
你告诉我。。。到底要我怎么办?


18 friends commented | I coloured my life at 00:19
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Tuesday, 25 November 2008



Your boyfriend is an ang moh!

Was reading the papers and I came across this article about a blogger complaining her "encounters" when going out with her ang moh bf. Like how passersby will take a second look at her and people curious to know how she met her ang moh bf yada yada...

It's nothing big deal but just wondering...why so much of a hooha when comes to an asian woman dating an ang moh...seriously. I know of a friend who specifically dates ang moh because she thinks that local guys are just not to her standard. I have a cousin who marries an ang moh, and her parents are like "extremely" thrilled and proud of that.

I do agree that in the western culture women have a much more equal status as the man. And do not deny the fact that throughout history, asian culture has been more sexist. As a matter of fact, confucianism inculcates sexism by claiming that "women are beasts of burden" and taught that wives should obey the husbands. Ahh~~~ so perhaps that's what makes asian men more MCP.

But seriously, do the girls really like their ang moh bfs for who they are? or just the colors of their eyes? LOL! Some even claimed that it's rather addictive, once you got an ang moh bf you can never get out of that cycle. HAHAHAHA

I don't really know about this leh. But my thought is...I wouldn't be able to understand his slang. HAHA. Then secondly, I wouldn't be able to clique with his family. The western guys are cute but somehow I'm intimidated LOL! anyways I have never had any ang moh guy hitting on me. So it doesn't really bother me.

In addition, girls who date ang mohs are even termed as the Sarong Party Girl - a local Asian woman (e.g. Chinese, Malay, Indian) who usually dresses and behaves in a provocative manner, and who exclusively dates and prefers white men. *cited from wikipedia.com*

Frankly speaking, these ang moh guys are like a branded accessory. The benefits that come along with an ang moh bf could be:
-raise of social status (got face)
-gain more attention (rather good for attention seeker)
-your child will be a blonde and carries colored eyes (even without colored lens)

Okay I don't really have much in-depth or sociological thoughts on this issue lar...just giving my 2 cents.

FYI - yes I'm also dating an "ang moh". But an eurasian - to be exact - who is born and raised in Singapore and speaks fluent singlish (tho he denies this fact). But most of the time people thought I'm dating an Indian instead. HAHAHA. For that, I don't enjoy the abovementioned benefits. Plus I believe that my genes will be so strong that my kids come out will be of dark black hair with watery dark brown eyes.

The only thing that I'm concerned is the cultural problem that we might have to face between ourselves plus our families....sigh...Okay enuff of my boring talk. imma gonna go to bed..........


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Thursday, 13 November 2008



Barclays Singapore Open.


Went back for duty on a Saturday. Didn't really feel the heat since most of the time we weren't even on the course but in the tent to do some promotions for the island. Guess the most fulfilling thing about this is that I earned a Barclays Singapore Open blue cap and a visor! =)...okay...I know I'm cheapo right, but hey, per weekend ticket costs like $50! which means the cap and the visor will cost a great 50 bucks too, ya know!



Anyways not very into Golfing, so most prolly won't be catching the finals on Sunday too. but remember!

Golf's tougher, on Sentosa!



0 friends commented | I coloured my life at 22:11
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Didn't realise it's been so long since I last blogged.
Life's been pretty tough on me.
I'm at a lost. It seems like things aren't going the way I want it to be afterall. I'm at a dilemma whether I should continue or not...
How I wish I can load off the burden and fly to a far away land...far far far far far away land.


A place where people are just as true as yourself.
A place where there is no lies, no sorrow, no tear.
A place where time is lost.



Guess life's pretty bad when you are so stressed up and not happy with it, yet you don't know why you let it be in this way and you have nothing to do about it.



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Anyways, yesterday was our 3rd month anniversary! He never fails to give me surprises to show me how much I'm being loved.





Pls allow me to share this melancholically romantic poem by Ludwig Van Beethoven (also the poem made renowned by Sex and the City)


Even in my bed my ideas yearn towards you,
my Immortal Beloved, here and there joyfully,
then again sadly, awaiting from Fate, whether it will listen to us.
I can only live, either altogether with you or not at all.

Yes, I have determined to wander about for so long far away, until I can fly into your arms and call myself quite at home with you, can send my soul enveloped by yours into the realm of spirits - yes, I regret, it must be.

You will get over it all the more as you know my faithfulness to you;
never another one can own my heart, never - never!

O God, why must one go away from what one loves so, and yet my life in W, as it is now is a miserable life. Your life made me the happiest and unhappiest at the same time. At my actual age I should need some continuity, sameness of life - can that exist under our circumstances? Angel, I just hear that the post goes out every day - and must close therefore, so that you get the L, at once. Be calm - love me -to-day-yesterday.

What longing in teears for you - You - my Life - my All - farewell. O go on loving me - never doubt the faithfullest heart.


Of your beloved

L

Ever thine.

Ever mine.

Ever ours.

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But seems like Mr. GVM has decided to then write a totally original poem copyrighted and credited to himself. Especially for me =)

3 months ago, I nv tot this would be.

To have fallen for someone so different from me.

3 months on still these feelings grow strong.

And I hope this forever goes on.

A love I tot I'd never find...

Am I lucky? Could be love is blind.

The past 3 months I cherish every moment with you

The simple reason is because I love you.



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