tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-118126632011-04-22T11:06:43.556+08:00If you think the Fashion Industry is all Glamour 'N Glitz, you have another think coming...bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.comBlogger541100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1138452752995207762006-01-28T20:49:00.000+08:002006-01-28T20:54:41.670+08:00

This is supposed to give a "feel" of my collection....Ice...As the last of the sun's amber rays fades into oblivion, the shimmer of day is replaced swiftly by the sparkling night... And the surrounding landscape is bathed in brilliant luminescence.Moonlight reflects off the crystallized branches of a nearby tree, and the myriad of icicles light up, as though from within, resplendent in the

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1127979722342783862005-09-29T15:17:00.000+08:002005-09-29T15:42:02.353+08:00

7 things you plan to do before you die:1. Travel the world and go shopping everywhere.2. Spoil all my loved ones with things they want, no questions asked.3. Make the world a better place. At least, do my small part.4. Get married and have kids.5. Tell everyone who matters, "I love you".6. Ship my entire family out of this country.7. Witness fashion shows live in London, Paris, New York, Milan

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1127814578479918792005-09-27T17:47:00.000+08:002005-09-27T18:48:20.066+08:00

Read this:> FOR YOUR INFO...>> This email is to be circulated for all girls and ladies - MUST READ!!!>>> Hi lady friends,>>>> The next time when you see someone (stranger)> using a Digital Video Cam or Digital Camera pointing> at you, don't think you are pretty and gorgeous. You> are in danger in fact!! You might land yourself as a> "starring" or "porn actress" in the XXX web-sites> showing your

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1126009216036630972005-09-06T20:18:00.000+08:002005-09-06T20:22:59.426+08:00

On Style.com :LA Fashion WeekFrederick's of Hollywood introduced the "skong"—a lace micro-mini with a built-in thong. Cool. I need to get me one of those. Note: I don't know when this came out, as the article wasn't dated.

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1124891104347091002005-08-24T21:12:00.000+08:002005-08-24T21:45:04.366+08:00

I will be on my toes the next month or so, so I guess I won't be blogging much. Here's what I've got on my list of things to do:Chinatown ProjectBuy fabric, Cut and sew final pieces (2 sets) Knitwear ProjectCut and sew toile; Buy fabric, Cut and sew final piece (1 set) Design - Piala Seri Endon Batik Designing CompetitionCompile stuff for a mood board; Design batik, Design 3 outfits; Illustrate

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1124414343704367082005-08-19T09:15:00.000+08:002005-08-19T14:55:20.060+08:00

I couldn't resist, I just HAD to blog about it! The guy, the junior who is a Soh Ah Glee Ah Beng... is SO UGLY!!! *giggles with delight* I saw him just now. In better light. HAH HAH HAH HAH HAH!!! Nowonder he's so anal. He's got his ass and head reversed. *collapses in laughter* Gawd, I'm so mean. But who cares. This is my blog.Today is going to be a good day!** Edited at 2.21PM to add:I told my

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1124327891614753352005-08-18T09:08:00.000+08:002005-08-18T09:18:11.626+08:00

8.55am, I'm trying to get a cab from Ampang Park station to my college cause it's raining bleeping dinosaurs and pregnant Godzillas outside. I went from cab to cab, asking if they'll take me college, which is just bleeping nearby, but all of them bleeping REFUSED. I went to about 3 or 4 cabs, and I was getting bleeping soaked to the nerves by the milisecond. Finally, when I was nice and soaked

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1124283599628080722005-08-17T19:45:00.000+08:002005-08-17T21:45:50.856+08:00

Wow. Today was fun! I went to class, expecting a normal day of Design and Illustration classes, but we had a batik and tie-dye workshop instead! Unfortunately, I was wearing my pale grey cargo pants and my light beige and white 3/4 V-neck top. One of my fave outfits. I'm the person who can't eat curry, or soupy anythings, without feeding some to my outfit as well (Yes, I know, how thoughtful and

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1123754483446834812005-08-11T17:48:00.000+08:002005-08-11T18:03:20.013+08:00

What are the things that you enjoy even when no one around you wants to go out and play?(Note: No one ever wants to go out and play... with ME, so this is what I normally do everyday.)1. Surf the Net for hours on end.2. Chat with my friends on MSN.3. Inundate the unfortunate (usually this very nice person) with endless SMSes, in a futile effort to entertain myself.4. Sleep...?5. Eat. Hmm... now

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1123248342513378252005-08-05T20:45:00.000+08:002005-08-05T21:40:19.323+08:00

Gosh, I'm really tired. Emotionally, physically drained. But it's all good, 'cause my heart's really happy and satisfied. Do you know the feeling you get, when you go out of your way (or maybe you didn't even have to go out of your way, it just happened) to make someone else happy? Or you knew they would like/need/want it, so you did it. The feeling, the satisfaction of making another person's

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1122896030539101932005-08-01T18:48:00.000+08:002005-08-05T21:41:22.533+08:00

I was on the LRT, on my way home (around 5.45pm), when it executed another one of its infamous, phenomenal, stop-in-the-middle-of-nowhere stunts.The LRT left Abdullah Hukum station, just gathered full-speed, had just completed the "Station berikutnya, Kerinchi. Next station, Kerinchi" announcement, and was negotiating the right turn in the tracks, when it came to a screeching halt. Your truly was

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1122643876743677312005-07-29T21:10:00.000+08:002005-07-29T21:35:10.323+08:00

I'm serious. I took a nap at 3-ish this afternoon, and slept til 6pm. It was one of those you-want-to-get-up-but-can't-because-your-body-weighs-a-ton type of sleep. Not very pretty. The dream was WEIRD. It starts with Stinky Bum dragging me on board a cruise-like ship (I say cruise-LIKE, because the furniture was odd, the rooms were huge, yet strangely made me feel claustrophobic, cluttered with

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1122385429119262472005-07-26T21:17:00.000+08:002005-07-26T21:43:49.136+08:00

I don't know what to write. Nothing earth-shattering has happened lately. Well, actually, there were a couple of those, but I'm not telling you... =PHaving said that, I've finally completed my illustrations for last term (OK, save for one... ONE...). Joseph was all sarky about it, too. When I went to hand it to him, he asked, "Is this complete?" To which I replied, "All but one." And he said, "Oh

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1121348092250822712005-07-14T21:03:00.000+08:002005-07-14T21:34:52.266+08:00

So far, the new design lecturer, Linda, has been absolutely fantastic. She's like a breath of fresh air after all these years of stuffy, boring and ana... uh, nevermind... lecturers. I love her style: NO RULES. So basically, right now we're constructing our mood boards, and I'm going all out -- crazy. I love it! Next week, we'll start sketching our designs.I'm sick now, so it wasn't the best day

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1120817604150960922005-07-08T17:57:00.000+08:002005-07-08T18:13:24.156+08:00

This is one of those stuff that has been circulating 'round the Net since the Beginning of Time, but since my birthday's coming up (scroll to the bottom of the page... there is a countdown til my birthday there), I decided to comment on my personality versus their description of August-babies...AUGUSTLoves to joke. (Yes, but given my serious features, which I inherited from my dad, people tend to

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1120814552208299352005-07-08T15:49:00.000+08:002005-07-08T17:37:29.880+08:00

I have a presentation for Styles and Trends Research next week. It's only the 2nd week of the term! Anyways, we have to do some research on the the trends in this country, since the beginning of 2005. They needn't be clothes only, but can also be just about anything that's considered a trend here, be it a certain clubbing place, a TV show, or even restaurant/food. Since I'm a clubbing-virgin, I

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1120629635858144442005-07-06T13:50:00.000+08:002005-07-06T14:00:35.863+08:00

*sNiff* I'm SO touched. I handed in my Textiles II project to Liz... 9 days late. It was supposed to be ONLY 7 days late (the other 2 days was by no fault of mine). But anyways... I got all panic and shyt. What if Liz skins me alive? What if I get blacklisted... AGAIN? It's NOT the first time I'm handing in her work late. It's the second time. And it's even later this time. Of course I panicked.

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1120620004727850372005-07-06T10:24:00.000+08:002005-07-06T11:26:56.323+08:00

Once again, it's time to slug over all the draftings, sewings, drapings, drawings, paintings, for it's the start of a new term. My 5th, to be exact. I have 9 terms, total. I'm nearly there. I've survived 4 whole terms!!! Well, of course I didn't do it on my own. I had my cheerleader with me, the first 3 terms, cheering me all the way. Thanks, Stinky Bum! =P As for last term, I had to do it on my

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1120061266108727512005-06-30T00:02:00.000+08:002005-06-30T00:24:24.830+08:00

My hair has been de-virginized! Hahaha. My once long, wavy, unruly, Medusa-like hair has now been curled, teased and highlighted! Wheee...! A new look for a new ME! I love it, even though I've gotten loads of mixed comments. Everyone's pretty much unsure about it... Citing they have to "get used to it first", or "WHO are you and what have you DONE to...!!!". But after an hour or so, they'd come

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1119164862068837462005-06-19T15:04:00.000+08:002005-06-19T15:07:42.073+08:00

Open Your Eyes (To Love)LMNT You've been searching the world to find true loveLooking in all the wrong placesWhen all of the time you've been blind to loveIt's plain as the nose on your face isIt's here, it's nowOpen your eyes and see itRight here, right nowOpen your eyes to loveYou've been down on yourselfThinking something's wrongWonderin why love has never found youDon't you know it's been

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1119095097693087072005-06-18T19:23:00.000+08:002005-06-18T19:47:19.093+08:00

I found someone new in my life. Actually, it would be wrong to label that person "new". You see, this person has been around, been a part of my life now for a very long time. This wonderful person has been loving me from afar, giving me space, giving me time. Letting me learn through my own experiences, by getting hurt and feeling pain. This person watched silently as I made my mistakes in life,

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1119093686202843642005-06-18T19:04:00.000+08:002005-06-18T19:21:26.210+08:00

She sat weeping,Her tears pouring forth emotionsThat she had kept hidden for so long.The sun had set,A blanket of darkness covered the landAs far as the eye could see.She peered at her reflectionIn the tranquil waters of the pond.Her once beautiful face,Tear-streaked, red-eyed.But then, she noticed something else.The moon had risen.It illuminated her surroundings,Casting a clear, illuminescent

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1118655958518854612005-06-13T17:36:00.000+08:002005-06-13T17:47:42.316+08:00

My friend and I were chatting just now, and she was telling me not to be so anti-guys. Here's the chat log:YC: don anti guys too muchbluegal: okiebluegal: see lahYC: cos tht time u'll b chasing all the guys away including decent guys*bluegal: hahabluegal: hrmmYC: u know how decent guys are..bluegal: if he's the one, he won't run away from me, he'll run TO MEYC: they're so sweet..like lil bunny..

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1118655373548510172005-06-13T17:35:00.000+08:002005-06-13T17:36:13.556+08:00

*pouts*

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1118563688155231662005-06-12T16:00:00.000+08:002005-06-12T16:08:31.283+08:00

Yep. I took my friend's word for it when she said I couldn't. But the truth is, I've never really, truly danced. But I did last night. I let go of all my inhibitions, and danced, and danced, and danced... And it felt really good. I guess that's what dancing is all about. It doesn't matter whether or not you know all the latest and greatest moves, it doesn't matter whether you're a natural or

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1118373846652705972005-06-10T11:17:00.000+08:002005-06-10T12:17:34.316+08:00

Contrary to popular belief, it's NOT the level of education you've acquired, it's NOT about how intelligent you are, it's NOT your upbringing (I hope!), it's NOT the status you hold in the country, NOR is it your occupation or what have you that affects your morales.They have proved themselves worthy of every profanity you can dream up. Their nerve and genius for dreaming up new ways of

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1118373108790194792005-06-10T10:59:00.000+08:002005-06-11T11:50:23.176+08:00

From the depths of the ashes and ruins she emerged,Meek and cautious.Everything on the other side of the cold dark wallsLooked fake, unreal.She did not dare believe that they were true.She was afraid to believe.Afraid that they would turn around and hurt her Once she believed.So she never did.Til now.As she stepped out into the loving sunlight,She sees what she's been missing all this while.She

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1118363327527491742005-06-10T08:16:00.000+08:002005-06-10T08:28:47.533+08:00

A heart was broken, torn to pieces.The walls went up, cold and unwelcoming.The warmth and love was not enough,To tear the wall back down.Until one day,The walls of ice started to melt.And the heart that once was cold,Started to feel and love again.But all was thwarted single-handedly,By the force of rejection.Once, twice.It was a blow more forceful and hurtful,Than anything else.The crushing of

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1117632976429037602005-06-01T21:27:00.000+08:002005-06-01T21:37:38.266+08:00

Top reasons why ladies today are still single: The nice men are ugly.The handsome men are not nice.The handsome and nice men are gay.The handsome, nice and heterosexual men are married.The men who are not so handsome, but are nice men, have no money.The men who are not so handsome, but are nice men, with money, think we are only after their money.The handsome men without money are after our

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1117208824030534622005-05-27T23:44:00.000+08:002005-05-27T23:47:04.033+08:00

Anyone wanna watch Star Wars with me...? *bluegal makes big, wide, puppy-dog's-eyes and pouts expectantly*

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1114926309337915052005-05-01T13:06:00.000+08:002005-05-01T13:48:15.146+08:00

...since I last updated. Hmm, let's see. I've finished most of the sewing for my Drafting - Corset. I'm left with hand-stitching some parts, and then another step before beading. I don't know what that step is. The lecturer said in an ominous tone, "You have another step, then you can start beading". Hmm. I've until the end of the month to complete everything. The corset is the basic traditional

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1114240258255618082005-04-23T15:05:00.000+08:002005-04-23T15:10:58.256+08:00

I'm on the brink of doing something really amazing and life-changing (I'm gonna knock the Earth off its axis, make it rotate counter-clockwise, and horizontally). So I've been kind of busy the past few days, and didn't get to update. But just so you know, I've completed my overdue assignments! Hooray!!! Now, on to my other projects. I'll update soon.

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1113834664561759452005-04-18T22:04:00.000+08:002005-04-18T22:35:26.110+08:00

For those who didn't know, I have 2 younger brothers. They're twins, and 10 years my junior. I have a younger sister, too, but for now, that is not important.These 2 little pesky creatures were really cute when they were younger. People still tell me they look cute, but since they started getting annoying, I have ceased to think so. Most of the time.Admittedly, they don't annoy me much. That is

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1113664931031362982005-04-16T22:46:00.000+08:002005-04-19T18:36:27.870+08:00

I haven't been driving in a long time. A little over a year, to be exact. I wasn't all that good last time, so I was truly afraid to be behind the wheel once again. With mom at my side, I gunned the engine... and nearly accordion-pleated the car hood into the tree in front of my house (Go, me!!! =P) before stalling the car...Mom, terrified I might add some unwanted designs on the neighbours'

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1113580750487534812005-04-15T23:48:00.000+08:002005-04-15T23:59:10.490+08:00

1. Malaysian Counting:You might like this. This is hilarious... even an Englishman could not construct sentences using numeric, which is exclusive only to Malaysians and Singaporeans. Ah Lek was asked to make a sentence using 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9 and 10. Not only did he do it 1 to 10, he did it again from 10 back to 1. This is what he came up with...1 day I go 2 climb up a 3 outside a house to peep.

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1113461008740664352005-04-14T14:36:00.000+08:002005-04-15T23:45:22.430+08:00

The fire that was once burning So brightly inside my very soul, The one that gave out warmth and love, Is now growing dim. The fire's burning out. For nothing is keeping the fire burning. And a fire can't sustain itself. It won't be long before the fire within Burns out completely.

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1113409645012690372005-04-13T23:31:00.000+08:002005-04-14T00:27:25.020+08:00

The senior's graduation fashion show was today! Just now! Whee...! I'm so charged with energy! Guess who modelled??? Guess who judged???OK, so maybe not everyone will know who the judges were, but AMBER CHIA herself was a model... She's a goddess!!! She has this whole onstage prescence thing going on. She's absolutely gorgeous! *gushes excitedly*Jonathan Cheng and Melinda Looi were among the

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1113323374255861322005-04-13T00:18:00.000+08:002005-04-13T00:33:07.173+08:00

I found this to be quite true. If you'd like to find out your personality type, the link to the site is on the sidebar, below my profile.First of all, my weaknesses...ENTJ WeaknessesTheir enthusiasm for verbal debates can make them appear argumentative Tendency to be challenging and confrontational Tend to get involved in "win-lose" conversations Tendency to have difficulty listening to others

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1113303069116557442005-04-12T18:35:00.000+08:002005-04-12T18:51:09.120+08:00

In honour of today marking the 4th month until my 19th birthday, I made a wish list (OK, so I was bored).bLueGaL's WishlistSandals - I want a white pair (preferably with wedge heels). I'm also hunting for one in denim.A watch - I like Fossil and Guess' double strapped ones.Clothes - Clothes, clothes, and more clothes!Jewellery - Earrings, navel rings...A hairbrush (no kidding!) - I like the

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1113295928563728222005-04-12T16:04:00.000+08:002005-04-12T17:46:04.020+08:00

I've been going through some tough times lately with some friends of mine. Perhaps it was my fault, or maybe the fault of both parties, nevertheless, I would like to apologize to everyone out there. I'm sorry......to everyone I've hurt in the past. I realize now that I can be rather tactless at times. I'm by nature a rather ridiculously straightforward person, who ends up putting her foot in her

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1113185468161769482005-04-11T10:00:00.000+08:002005-04-11T10:11:08.163+08:00

I'm at the Computer Lab in college now. Classes for today AND tomorrow have been cancelled. Again. At the last minute. Or maybe the lecturer planned to wait until we were all here THEN tell us that class has been cancelled. It's SO Roger to do that. He told us to help the seniors out with their last minute work.Yeah, OK. I don't mind helping, but do we get a dateline extention for our parka? I

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1113126778502302132005-04-10T17:52:00.000+08:002005-04-10T17:52:58.503+08:00

You're Bitch.What swear word are you?brought to you by Quizilla

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1113126724205117962005-04-10T17:50:00.000+08:002005-04-12T08:32:57.223+08:00

The lazy bum that I am, I stayed home yesterday, instead of going to college to do my sewing. I'm very sure I'll regret it, but I liked staying home. I don't get to bum around much anymore, so I enjoyed that a lot. I'll worry about paying for my laziness later. Tomorrow, actually. Because I'll be staying the whole day in college, making up for lost time. My plan was to stay home and do my

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1112881403548686812005-04-07T21:40:00.000+08:002005-04-07T21:43:23.546+08:00

Tomorrow's Illustration class has been cancelled! Yay! But unfortunately for me, I'll still have to drag my sorry butt all the way to college and back just to hand in my work!

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1112868826413184732005-04-07T17:33:00.000+08:002005-04-07T18:16:41.723+08:00

I stumbled out of bed at 7.10am, wishing for more sleep. I thought class started at 9am, so once again, I rushed to get there on time. As I was entering the gates, I saw none other than my lecturer. She'd just arrived as well. *biG siGh of reLieF* Turns out, class starts at 9.30am, not 9.00am, so I got to relax a bit before class (not to mention catch my breath). Another interesting thing,

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1112679940228794472005-04-05T13:15:00.000+08:002005-04-05T13:54:14.983+08:00

Today's the second day of my fourth term in college. It is also the second day that my hauling my butt over to college (I've to take a 30 minute train ride and walk about 15 minutes) has proved to be a total redundency. A waste of time. And energy, since I was running on H2O and O2.Class supposedly starts at 9am. On the dot. There's no messing around with punctuality with my lecturer. So I rushed

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1112603476766218062005-04-04T16:25:00.000+08:002005-04-04T16:36:26.883+08:00

You Say You Love Me You say you love me,But when I need you most is when you are gone.No matter how many tears I cry,You wont be coming back.There was a time our hearts beat as one,It now seems they cant find the same path to walk on.Where did our love begin to stray,Leaving my life in sudden disarray?You say you love me,Yet I need you to hold me and you wont.My heart is broken and eyes are

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1112603084389441972005-04-04T16:19:00.000+08:002005-04-04T16:38:46.526+08:00

Hulai (http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/) wrote this for me. It was really nice of her =) Picking Up the PiecesI remember back when it was new,I just couldn't get enough of you.All I had to do was smile,And you could move a mountain.Our lives were lived as one,Our worlds revolved around each other.Life was as good as it could get,Then one day it was all over.Now I'm left with picking up the pieces

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1112576742357237822005-04-04T08:59:00.000+08:002005-04-04T16:46:20.516+08:00

This is my attempt at writing. I do think Hulai writes better, though.LostDon't seek to find,That which is no longer there.The girl you once knewWhose heart radiated warmthShe is no longer there.In the mirror she sees,But not her reflection she finds.It hurts her to look,A bleeding heart, A dark hole.Where her heart was once beating,Emanating amber glows of warm light.Now seek not to find, That

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1112516318100256342005-04-03T16:11:00.000+08:002005-04-03T16:18:38.103+08:00

This goes out to a very special person. I hope you're reading...At The BeginningWe were strangers, starting out on a journeyNever dreaming what we'd have to go throughNow here we are, and I'm suddenly standingAt the beginning with you.No one told me I was going to find youUnexpected, what you did to my heartWhen I lost hope, you were there to remind meThis is the startAnd life is a road and I

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Yesterday was a great day. You know why? 'Cause I got to hang out with this really great guy. He's my best friend. He's really cool, looks good, tastes even better ^ ^. You'd like him if you met him. His name's (been withheld for privacy purposes). But I'd like all of you to know that he's been a very big part of my life for almost 3 years now. And hopefully, he'll always be.

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1112416743346316182005-04-02T12:34:00.000+08:002005-04-02T12:39:03.346+08:00

It just IS.

bLueGaLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812663.post-1112266232999206442005-03-31T17:55:00.000+08:002005-04-05T13:56:09.480+08:00

Managed to get some work done for my Shape and Composition project. So I'm taking a break now. I don't think I really deserve one, seeing as though I already took long enough to start my work at all, but...Anywho, I thought I'd talk a bit about piercings. Yeah, I just got a new baby to add to my collection! I got my right inner conch done. To those of you who don't know what or where that is,

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I'm having my miserable one-week break from the stress-inducing, headache-creating havoc of my so-called college life. It's the 6th day of my break, and I have yet to get my overdue assignments done. Namely, myContemporary Fashion Research Book project: some scrapbook-like thingy with words and pictures I copied and pasted off the Net (in other words, plagiarise) and compiled into a "book"; Shape

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