tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40295312011-07-29T14:22:56.571+08:00There weren't many paths for me to choose. Sometimes, there would only be one. From the limited possibilities I faced, the choices I made have brought me this far. That's why I value the path I chose... I want to hold true to the path that HAD to be taken. It's not like I drifted here on the tides of fate. I'm here because I chose to be here.Isabellenoreply@blogger.comBlogger6491100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-86026906409282327842011-02-27T12:42:00.002+08:002011-02-27T12:45:52.597+08:00

Being alone is finding yourself in a random sea of people and not one of them reaches out to you.

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-4123541864271894802010-01-30T00:25:00.000+08:002010-01-30T00:26:20.385+08:00

如何让你遇见我在这最美丽的时刻为着 我已在佛前求了五百年求他让我们结一段尘缘佛于是把我化作一棵树长在你必经的路旁阳光下慎重的开满了花朵朵都是我前世的盼望当你走进 请你细听那颤抖的叶是我等待的热情而当你终于无视的走过在你身后落了一地的...朋友啊 那不是花瓣是我凋零的心

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-57453476777405991702009-04-07T03:35:00.003+08:002009-04-07T03:48:44.901+08:00

I can't sleep, for varying reasons ranging from not getting a response to worrying about things and finally, to lack of company. I think I should sleep, so I wouldn't be letting my thoughts drift away.I had a weird dream last night, or rather just the morning before. I was crying. I can't remember what about though, but the point was that it was just myself and no one else.Having read the last

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-47365962108757941882009-04-06T22:27:00.002+08:002009-04-06T22:42:39.801+08:00

I'm going to spend the last few weeks of my life in hall in solitude, then finally fade away as my remaining days run out and I silently creep out of uni life.Emo, I know.

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-9579751397208324542009-03-26T01:49:00.002+08:002009-03-26T03:08:15.687+08:00

I left this blog page open for the past half an hour, but nothing really comes out. I meant to type something out just so that I can get it out of me, but really, no words can describe how I feel right now.An impending sense of loss, coupled with some loneliness. Emo. Sigh.

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-87912786485060521762009-03-19T02:08:00.002+08:002009-03-19T02:10:59.173+08:00

I'm three weeks away from exams, which mean another month or so from moving out of hall and going back to my life four years ago. A lot of things will change.I'm going to start work, something which I want to do as soon as possible, but at the same time not looking forward to it. (Contradictory, I know.)One thing for sure, I'm not really looking forward to moving back home. For various reasons.

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-46042565498167160252009-02-03T14:45:00.000+08:002009-02-03T14:46:50.615+08:00

25 random stuff about me, something I did on facebook: 1. I love my birthday date, coz it's America's independence day. Haha.2. I don't want to get addicted to mj, but I can't help it. *quits gambling*3. I had asthma when I was a kid. I still remember the blue inhaler Ventolin.4. I love to game. In fact, I saved up and bought my own first comp and PS2 console. On that note, I love the Final

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-36260086542860135592009-01-19T02:53:00.002+08:002009-01-19T03:28:28.598+08:00

I don't think I can ever get rid of my blog. I can ignore it for short periods of time, but sooner or later I'd have to come back to twiddle a little, and this is one of those moments.I started my new year without a glitch. Minor bumps here and there, but nothing I can't manage. As usual, I'm still living in a world of my own. I am conscientiously placing myself within circles of people, but

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-62457147365035276352008-12-29T00:18:00.002+08:002008-12-29T00:24:52.853+08:00

Yes, exam results are out and my results have seriously hit rock bottom the first time in NTU, which means that I have fallen out of the 1st Class region and I'm hovering mid of 2nd Class. Not that I'm sad or anything. I expected my results. I just didn't expect them to suck so bad. I think it's just the shock of seeing my results. I'm still taking everything in. At least I didn't fail.

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-52073588641474839902008-12-18T01:57:00.002+08:002008-12-18T02:12:54.336+08:00

Merry Christmas, just in case I don't blog before the actual day comes.I just got an early Christmas present from Exxon, which means I more or less secured my job. Just need to hold on tight to my honors degree.It's a mixed feeling, really. On one hand I'm glad to have a job before I step out of school, which means life so much easier for me, since I save the effort of hunting for a job. On the

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-3955171477923178142008-11-23T15:51:00.002+08:002008-11-23T16:09:31.504+08:00

I wonder if someone could read a person's mind, would he be surprised by whatever he saw? Is your mind a separate entity from what your body does? Do you want to be doing something else, but just simply can't because of situational reasons? Or do you just lack the drive to push yourself out of your own inertia to be doing what your heart tells you to do?We always say if we could read someone

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-44161086400141109632008-11-12T16:13:00.003+08:002008-11-12T16:37:50.124+08:00

I rarely blog in the day, this happens to be one of the rare few times I'm doing that. Can't really concentrate on my notes right now. I think I'm just feeling miserable about myself though.I had a very big scare last night. It was quite traumatic for me to be staring into a pool of blood mixed with urine in the toilet bowl. The blood kept coming, and I couldn't control my bladder. It was bad

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-37821050562448208202008-11-11T05:20:00.001+08:002008-11-11T05:40:12.345+08:00

It feels unexpectedly refreshing to be up during the wee hours of the morning. I think I'm at my optimal right now, but I'm thinking I need to sleep soon, if not I'll wake up later than I want it to be.I'm counting down. Not surprisingly. Right now I have this single-minded target, which would be to get through this period of my life with minimal injuries. It gets quite hard to concentrate

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-53100169557174420152008-11-05T01:27:00.002+08:002008-11-05T01:44:38.566+08:00

Why does it feel as though everything is moving at fast speed right now, and that everything just passes by so quickly I can barely make out what they are. I had one of those moments in the shower thinking about what I need to do after the exams, and I realised I really need to start sorting out my house room to make space for my things when I move back. Then it hit me, the fact that I had barely

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-72035121140029088622008-10-20T02:40:00.002+08:002008-10-20T02:54:42.988+08:00

I can't believe this semester is ending in a few weeks' time. I can't believe I need to take exams once again. And I can't believe this semester is like the same as the rest of the other semesters, just only very different. Once again I convinced myself to start studying only after mid-term, and I'm not entirely sure I'm putting my best foot forward. I lack the motivation and drive, it seems.

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-84681260968541691512008-09-29T22:08:00.004+08:002008-09-29T22:18:02.902+08:00

I like this serenity. Right now I'm at this state where I'm starting to get very comfortable. I like the week-to-week drone, the mundane life, the monotone. It might sound negative, but it's not. It's a momentary peace that everyone seeks unknowingly, the point of equilibrium with everything that revolves around you, but thereafter, everyone tries to get out of.Comfort zone.It's like trying to

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-43831280772567823972008-09-29T21:08:00.005+08:002008-09-29T22:08:10.242+08:00

记着你的脸色，是我等你的执着。你会是一首我能唱完的歌吗？你会陪我唱完这首歌吗？

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-49392833715753890482008-09-16T22:47:00.002+08:002008-09-16T22:52:20.811+08:00

A small blog drought, but I'm back.I'm always trying to avoid, always trying to hide behind some kind of momentary support that I can find. The problem is that it this kind of arrangement can't last long. But I don't know if I can do anything to alleviate this problem. I'm just taking a step at a time. Right now, I'm just going to take shelter in someone's shadows.

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-12447731085580179652008-09-03T23:05:00.000+08:002008-09-03T23:06:14.876+08:00

"Paint my dawn with morning dew, breathe my day with pinkish hues, fill my dusk with starry fields, and live my night with only you."-- As quoted

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-67874006498183142122008-09-03T02:45:00.002+08:002008-09-03T03:16:23.802+08:00

Reality has two sides. Maybe it has even more, but we are just discussing two for now.There's a certain attractiveness to one side of it. But as everyone says it, as far as I'm concerned, there are different degrees to how you perceive beauty. Why you come to like Reality, no one knows, but there's one thing for sure, you gracefully embrace it. Its countless flaws, its lines of unspoken beauty,

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-49464506926239947742008-08-22T11:50:00.004+08:002008-08-22T12:21:41.735+08:00

You'd think by now I emo too much. But that's just me I guess, because that such critical times, probably the only way of releasing all those pent-up feelings and emotions is to blog it out. Feels damn good after that. And I'm not blogging all these just because I'm emo right now.Too busy to emo anyway. Between trying to straighten out my personal life and school work, there's barely time for

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-38675187785908604962008-08-17T23:19:00.002+08:002008-08-18T02:08:23.288+08:00

I think I've never been so low in my life. I've thought I should be at the pinnacle of my life, at year 4 of my university days, going with the flow, doing the things I want to do.It's kind of eating me from the inside, and it's painful. It hurts a lot, that kind of aching pain that grinds your heart. But I'm trying to carry on with my life, pretending that nothing is wrong, and keep smiling and

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-50019390000594950962008-08-15T20:37:00.002+08:002008-08-15T20:41:32.078+08:00

I'm trying to escape from reality.

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-1325842422683309572008-08-13T02:23:00.001+08:002008-08-22T12:20:45.363+08:00

Keeping myself sane each day.

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-82228288007674838042008-08-08T01:22:00.002+08:002008-08-08T01:29:07.968+08:00

I've made my first step last night. I can't say for sure that I won't regret my decision one day. Maybe I will, but right now at this point in time I know I have to walk this path. I want to, and I can say I will definitely regret if I choose to turn away.It's sad, but I can also say it's inevitable. I'm going to walk this way alone. Like I said, I can see this twinkling of a small light at the

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-25583154467985672008-08-03T04:27:00.002+08:002008-08-03T04:48:21.932+08:00

When I blogged my previous post about 1 week or so ago, I never expected that statement to sound so seriously superficial now.Someone told me making right choices not just because it appears to be the publicly accepted right choice, but that it comes directly from what you choose to desire. Yes, there IS a choice to your desires.I'm scared. I'm frightened to death. But I need to go through this

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-42828715578386766982008-07-26T14:49:00.002+08:002008-08-03T04:27:41.584+08:00

I'm going to take my life's next big step into a new phase in life, starting from the shift to my new room. Settled in, and ready for camp, ready for school.

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-36783352550287181092008-07-15T13:09:00.002+08:002008-07-15T13:11:47.850+08:00

Never make someone your priority if you are just an option. -- as quoted

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-37150440699553264032008-07-13T04:10:00.002+08:002008-07-13T04:30:32.409+08:00

数不清的泪，已不知是为了过去的美好回忆，还是现实的残酷独处。为何此时此刻犹豫的平静，却被我那思潮起伏的情绪而断了线。我的每一牵思念，每一珠泪滴，又有谁能触摸到，感受到？

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-28894120841306082542008-07-10T23:22:00.001+08:002008-07-10T23:23:20.589+08:00

I seldom simply paste a song's lyrics here, but here I am.I'm finding my way back to sanity again,Though I don't really know what I'm going to do when I get there.Take a breath and hold on tight,Spin around one more time,And gracefully fall back to the arms of Grace.'Cause I am hanging on every word you say and, Even if you don't want to speak tonight that's alright, Alright with me.'Cause I want

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-71026669921246947422008-07-10T22:49:00.002+08:002008-07-10T23:05:23.158+08:00

I'm wavering. I think I can no longer see ahead of me, and tell myself, 'hey, I want to be there'. Not knowing what I want throws me into the dark and leaves me fumbling for an exit. It's a current status quo for me, I'm doing a temporary balancing act, but I know that it won't last long. I have to make a choice.As to what kind of choice? What kind of moves should I make? How can I answer that

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-4273054636379621932008-07-05T22:36:00.002+08:002008-07-15T13:18:30.834+08:00

Spent my birthday in peaceful bliss. For once in a very long time I didn't spend my birthday in school. Not that I'm complaining about the previous years, it's just a good change. A damn good one at that.Fish spa, Singapore Flyer, Dinner at East Coast.

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-27562316540078441752008-07-05T22:35:00.004+08:002008-09-30T11:24:35.747+08:00

As time ticks further, it brings us closer, for tomorrow is within reach, and our distance will be breached. May this silent night, bring us pleasant blight,as our little sky bears the same light and our hearts unite.

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-24471798230460460242008-06-22T20:23:00.002+08:002008-06-22T20:39:02.239+08:00

I'm finally having my reprieve after soooo long. Spent the last 5 days relaxing and shopping in Shanghai and Hang Zhou. It's a good break after going through the long tiring attachment, but it's taking a toll on my bank account. I'm going broke. Argh, my money is hovering close to zero, but I'll worry about that after I splurge and gorge in Hong Kong and come back to Singapore. *ROAR*Anyway, the

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-45426432159418630342008-06-14T05:18:00.002+08:002008-07-15T13:19:08.224+08:00

I really have nothing much to say to this blog. Over the past 3 years my posts have been dwindling, and I've been asking myself why, that somehow I just... stopped. Because I no longer seem to feel like talking about the things around me. Things pretty much stagnated. Or maybe I just don't like talking about them.

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-89781264614140974862008-06-06T00:26:00.002+08:002008-06-09T08:41:21.595+08:00

There was this story about the lollipop and the boy, and how the boy thought he saw a lollipop in the well, and he happily jumped down to retrieve it, only to realise it was a reflection of the lollipop still at the top of the well.

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-21826248972625270412008-06-02T23:47:00.002+08:002008-06-06T00:26:41.253+08:00

Obviously my last post showed as to how much insanity I was exposed to. Anyway.Finally finished my IA report, my tutor visit, my Exxon evaluation, and the presentation. (Which, by the way, sucked. No comments.) The only thing I'm waiting for is passing of the final 4 days before I actually get out of the company. Wow, that was fast.I think for this past 6 months my daily routine has somewhat

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-32179327581788958892008-05-28T22:27:00.001+08:002008-05-28T22:29:05.448+08:00

Start blogging...........Stop blogging. Guess what I wrote? Lol.

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-54457241860276963132008-05-25T16:59:00.001+08:002008-05-25T17:01:45.335+08:00

The great source of both the misery and disorders of human life, seems to arise from over-rating the difference between one permanent situation and another... Some of those situations may, no doubt, deserve to be preferred to others, but none of them can deserve to be pursued with that passionate ardour which drives us to violate the rules either of prudence or of justice; or to corrupt the

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-5654947053439084622008-05-20T23:48:00.003+08:002008-05-20T23:58:23.143+08:00

I'm making a countdown to end of IA.Making a countdown to my China/Hongkong trip.Making a countdown to start of my year 4.Making a countdown to end of university life.So many countdowns. I wonder if at the end of each countdown, does a new one begin?I guess they do. It's like starting a new chapter in life, and you count down to the next one. That's how you look forward to everything ya? We like

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-64174856451758587302008-05-17T18:55:00.004+08:002008-06-22T22:20:20.288+08:00

The word 'tired' is almost always overused in all sorts of occasions, and almost always undermine the intensity of emotions that hide behind the single word.It's the one word that gets anyone out of the stickiest situations, and effectively eschews the real question that he or she doesn't really want to answer, or have no answer for. It's the one word that people will naturally feel that it has

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-55195988033460896232008-05-17T04:10:00.002+08:002008-05-17T04:13:39.604+08:00

Cool. I changed my blog layout, and I love the colour. (I really do love orange, don't I?)3 weeks left, and I'm trying to churn out the dreaded IA report. I probably won't do well in this stupid internship, I just want to get it over and done with it. And yeah, I don't know why in the end I'm still awake at this ungodly hour. The main thing I think I did was to change out the previous layout. So

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-23873069460967948412008-05-14T00:34:00.002+08:002008-05-14T00:34:53.344+08:00

Oh ya, I hate my blog layout. What the hell was I thinking when I used it?Dammit, dammit, dammit.*schedules to change out the layout*

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-63788111248560354642008-05-14T00:18:00.002+08:002008-05-14T00:33:01.295+08:00

Wow, 5 months and I'm finally back to look at the previous state of my blog. Not bad, I thought I abandoned this place a year ago. Obviously I had come back just early this year to brush some dust off.It's depressing to look at it actually. While I'm always trying to appear my utmost best when I'm behaving like a person, it's here when I look at what I'm really writing, that's the sad part. When

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-23952816673111456392008-01-19T22:50:00.000+08:002008-01-19T23:09:34.484+08:00

Been really busy cramming myself with a lot of things. I hardly have time for myself anymore. And when I mean for myself, I really mean for myself, just to relax in my room reading books, playing some games, doing things basically for me, myself and I. That's right. It's kinda selfish, but everyone needs that kind of time off. At least I do. It's, however, not happening to me at this moment in

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-44088856076710437952008-01-07T01:26:00.000+08:002008-01-07T01:37:07.773+08:00

Hai.I'm finally starting work tomorrow. It kinda sucks, because it's like finally letting the truth settle in my head, that I'm going to start my semester alone, and that it's going to be that way for the next 6 months. That feeling sucks.Currently I'm just packing myself with a lot of things to do, hoping I don't think about anything too much. It's going to be wake-up-work-come-back-hall-sleep

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-24734043838429706642007-12-25T20:06:00.001+08:002007-12-25T20:17:06.648+08:00

I'm finally back from a not-so-brief hiatus.Actually I missed blogging. I missed being able to rant some frustrations at no one in particular. I especially missed fiddling with my 4 year old (plus) blog.Anyway.Wee! Did some transformation with the skins and all, credits to the peeps at blogskins. Found this picture very surreal, although there is this faint resemblance to Jurong Island.Talk about

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-7778269750894216532007-07-18T16:29:00.000+08:002007-07-18T16:52:50.674+08:00

Got a digicam for my birthday from my dad, and gotta love it. Specifications wise it's not the best, but 7.2 megapixels and anti-blur is good enough for me. It's a Sony W80, and I gotta say Sony is still the preferred brand. Especially since I have spare memory stick.Anyway, been having a bit of time on my hands, and I got interested in blog shops. Gotta mention one of them:http://

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-36195250670837153842007-07-14T16:20:00.000+08:002007-07-14T16:35:24.955+08:00

I think I lost the skill of blogging. Every time I feel like blogging, the juices just doesn't flow out the same way as before. Maybe it's a sign that this phase in my life is going to pass, and I'm supposed to usher in the next phase. Oh whee.I just passed my 21st birthday, no hiccups, no bang, just... passed. That's not to blame anyone, but I just didn't muster up the urge to create that

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-3146535396093528982007-06-09T18:07:00.000+08:002007-06-09T18:34:10.508+08:00

Wow.I can't believe how many people replied to my previous blog. This only goes to show that only controversial (and bimbotic) posts like the one below can generate a good response.Anyway, I was just rambling below. If anyone is irritated by my post, please tell me and I'll take it down.Anyway, I guess I won't be updating my blog so often from now on, and this blog will probably just serve as a

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-64861299841069271742007-05-27T20:36:00.000+08:002007-05-27T21:45:29.190+08:00

Life is back to slow pace. In fact, snail pace. I can't believe the drastic change every time the season of studying ends and the season of holidaying (slacking) starts. And I'm kicking back for this semester, since I couldn't get my ideal inter-sem, so might as well rot around.Got a bit of time to do some shopping, unfortunately, I didn't manage to buy what I really want to buy. And for the last

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-87963296997298378602007-05-06T01:02:00.000+08:002007-05-06T04:06:07.788+08:00

Took me 2 months to finally update my blog. Needless to say, many things happened. My exams came and went by monotonously, and my life was totally squeezed dry. In this 2 months, I lost the drive to do anything else much, and my life became someone else's. My schedule ran parallel to not my needs, but everyone else that had a piece of me. Through this few weeks, I finished up my projects, studied

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-18698331291374073622007-03-05T00:52:00.000+08:002007-03-05T00:53:33.277+08:00

599th post, and I don't have time to even do a proper one.When will my 600th post be up?

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-40323652323446986852007-02-14T12:33:00.000+08:002007-02-14T12:41:59.450+08:00

It's the worst period of my life. I have a major test on fri that I haven't started on yet, I have this meeting with sponsor that I die die have to go and I seriously think it's gonna drag damn long, as well as this audition thing for hall idol that I have to be there and judge, all falling on tomorrow, and that's precious time I need studying for the freaking dumb test.Today is valentine's day,

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-14178252378538463962007-02-12T00:12:00.000+08:002007-02-12T00:34:23.009+08:00

Revamped my blog (finally), and you gotta love the sadistically cute pic I have up there. I felt I had to make my blog look more cheery, and the fish that was permanently jumping out of the fishbowl didn't look a bit cheery. This suited me well. It's... ironically happy and hyper, despite the dead lamb. I just can't describe it. I think I'm just too warped.And nope I still have no time to get out

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-73383665182150103872007-02-03T14:38:00.001+08:002007-02-03T14:38:57.698+08:00

Overwhelmed with studies, overwhelmed with work, overwhelmed with hall stuff.I'm overwhelmed.

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-12209678213729460342007-01-22T13:16:00.000+08:002007-01-22T14:01:42.167+08:00

Mundane.

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-61869156511682859092007-01-12T01:55:00.000+08:002007-01-12T02:00:09.702+08:00

It's been a while since I last blogged. Came back from Kuching. School started this week, so it's still adjustment week for everyone. Have a feeling it's gonna be another super crazy sem.Kinda feel the urge to play mahjong these days, coz I think if we don't take this week to go all out on fun, I don't think we'll have another break until this sem's exams end.Can't sleep now, so I'm still

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-38444571059762812172006-12-24T13:59:00.000+08:002006-12-24T14:02:06.673+08:00

So glad we met up yesterday at Ven's church. Had a good day overall since it was Heli's birthday as well. Didn't do much though, but I guess it's enough. At least everyone was around, and they brought cake.Well. Merry Christmas all.

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-90082167988527795952006-12-23T01:23:00.000+08:002006-12-23T01:31:44.976+08:00

I'm flying in 4 days' time. Christmas is in 2 days.Just a little sad my secondary school friends never updated me again about their supposed gathering, and I turned down my JC class gathering just for this. Or maybe it's my fault I didn't ask them about it.I hope I still can meet Heli, Xin, Ven and the others.I feel so detached. So weird.

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-32905476983205861622006-12-21T02:53:00.001+08:002006-12-21T02:53:20.577+08:00

Been almost a month since I blogged. Kinda lost the steam to blog as frequently as last time, now that my blogging seems to only be circling around the same topic. Well, at least Christmas is coming, but I highly doubt this year I'll be able to celebrate in style. Maybe a few gatherings with friends, just to talk cock sing song and have dinner. Everyone's so busy around me, and I'm so busy

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-49229645396162604622006-11-24T07:10:00.000+08:002006-11-24T07:12:45.217+08:00

Woo. 4 down, 2 more. 1 on the coming tuesday, the last one on thursday, then I'll declare my semester officially over.Doesn't mean that my holiday is gonna be any time less packed. Foresee that I'll be busy with hall stuff.

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-72750402838846051362006-11-21T10:35:00.000+08:002006-11-21T10:47:17.246+08:00

2 down, 4 to go.Been staying up way late studying throughout the night, and only sleeping when the dawn breaks. Not a very good habit to keep up, but somehow it's a lot easier to concentrate at night, especially when you are past your bedtime and it's impossible to fall asleep anymore. But will need to slowly adjust back since I have some morning papers and it's suicide to study the night and sit

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-27769675203846932932006-11-20T08:51:00.000+08:002006-11-20T08:56:53.856+08:00

Had Jap paper last thursday, later on in the evening I'll be officially having my first core paper. By this coming thurs I'll be 4 down and 2 more to go. The next thursday I'll finally be free!Anyway, to quote someone:X: What, ni wei da ju zhao xiang? (You thinking of the whole picture?)Y: Ya lor, ni shi wo de da ju. (Ya lor, you are my "whole picture" I'm thinking of.)X: Awww... *feels touched*Y

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-74692207674674424942006-11-14T20:00:00.000+08:002006-11-14T20:10:58.220+08:00

I'm knee-deep and handcuffed in this never-ending cycle of continuous studying, sleeping and eating and then just to wake up to more studying.Think my life has finally came to a new low.Been so obsessed with my not-so-new life of no life that I've really overlooked the smaller details of life. Maybe it's not so small a deal. And definitely about the people around me that I care about. I keep

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-76476475509359873252006-10-31T00:35:00.000+08:002006-10-31T01:56:13.499+08:00

For a change, we had a slower weekend, since it's really been a year. Man, it sure seems longer than that, but anyhow. Really, we tried our best to squeeze some time out of our constant studying to just relax awhile, and we did it in style. Heh.Went Billy Bombers to eat on friday and bought a small slice of cheese cake, as a token kind of cake-cutting. So regretted we didn't pre-order a slice of

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-35212364222403050952006-10-22T23:35:00.001+08:002006-10-22T23:57:11.992+08:00

Can't believe it's been... er, 2 weeks since I last blogged, but since I only blog about school-life, I hate to tell everyone I actually have no life. There's nothing much for me to say about, except I finally went to Ikea on friday. Been harping about it since school started, and I finally got the time (I had to co-ordinate with someone else's schedule too) to head down to Qweenstown. Walked

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-45750710226635602812006-10-19T10:49:00.001+08:002008-06-06T00:21:44.550+08:00

In comp lab doing stuff like Do loop, For loop, While loop, etc. One thing good about comp lab is that while you are listening to the lecturer say something, you are actually on the comp doing something like blogging, or chatting on msn, or surfing the net... Well, it's really free and easy, especially when the lecturer's Kwak Sang Kyu.Anyway, finally finish the marathon of tests and quizzes and

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-1160158299865118952006-10-07T02:07:00.000+08:002006-10-07T02:12:57.226+08:00

It's finally the end of the week. I finally fell sick on thursday, missed my Jap class for the first time, survived the mugging for today's computing quiz. And I'm finally enjoying my 1-minute break flash. It's so hard to take a breather nowadays.Next week will be another dynamically-filled week. I'm strapping on my seatbelt.

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-1159866569464495742006-10-03T16:58:00.000+08:002006-10-03T17:09:29.486+08:00

I don't know what the hell I'm doing with my life.School ends 8pm on Mon, Wed and Thurs, and I rush off for tuition on Tues afternoon, so that means I end my day at 9. Just this week alone, we'll have to study 2 tests plus finish the freaking irritating Mathematica assignment that's really pissing me off.I know everyone feels the same way as me, or maybe more intensely, but I just can't help but

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-1159564069043393422006-09-30T05:02:00.000+08:002006-09-30T05:07:49.063+08:00

It's almost the end of recess week, and I feel I'm still lagging behind schoolwork. I missed my best friend's surprise party, and I only managed to catch up with 1 other best friend.Where the heck did my holiday go to anyway?Argh.Once again, I browsed through a few of my friends' blogs, and I feel so out-of-touch with everyone. It's kinda saddening. I'm losing touch with so many people. My guy

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-1158915254113021522006-09-22T16:48:00.000+08:002006-09-22T16:54:14.133+08:00

Just finished watching the whole series of Full Metal Alchemist. Omg, it's damn nice. I HIGHLY recommend everyone who appreciates anime to watch it. It might be a bit bloody, but the story plot is still two thumbs up. The one thing is that the main character feels like a superman. Everyone else that falls from high areas die, but he just tumbles onto the floor and winces. A little too invincible,

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-1158744578511556712006-09-20T17:27:00.000+08:002006-09-20T17:29:38.523+08:00

Realised it's been almost 3 weeks since I blogged. Omg, the longest blog drought as of yet. Schoolwork's never-ending, and this week is the worse ever yet. (Lab report + Jap test + Fluids test + Comp assignment = Nuts.) And I'm not having enough sleep, so it's kinda doomed that I'm gonna fall sick soon. I'm so dreading the jap and fluids test that's up tomorrow and this sat. And I need to sleep.

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-1157736353421303752006-09-09T01:09:00.000+08:002006-09-09T01:31:25.366+08:00

Been busy these days. We are still in the stage of upheaval, and everything's in a mess. And with the issue of the new Hall Admission Scheme instead of the old Points Admission Scheme, we are really mice trapped in some kind of... trap. If this HAS really comes into effect, everyone is gonna be so screwed up. Whoever heard of working for the current year if you want to maintain your room? It

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-1157399872373667712006-09-05T03:57:00.000+08:002006-09-05T03:57:52.386+08:00

I'm so tired.

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-1157276620413177662006-09-03T17:31:00.000+08:002006-09-03T17:43:43.370+08:00

Hall's annual dinner and dance was finally over yesterday. Not bad, the food was good (it's Hilton after all), I love the evening wears, especially their jewellery. Woo. This year's Q & A segment was much wittier, and you gotta love one of the answers, and it goes like this:Q: "So, what kind of thing best describes you?"It's the very-simple-and-yet-very-hard-to-answer kind of question, coz it can

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-1157053055361788462006-09-01T03:32:00.000+08:002006-09-01T03:37:35.376+08:00

And the deed is done. The campaign is finally over, and so is everything that goes with it. I'm officially in, but I'm not entirely sure of my decision. After all, it was really just based on spontaneity. I never had the chance to sit down and think about it. All I did was to jump head first into it.I suppose the feeling of apprehension should be normal, but well, nevertheless, it's there, and

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-1156273990787842862006-08-23T03:02:00.000+08:002006-08-23T03:13:10.860+08:00

Ok, I'm gonna be making a very life-changing decision for myself.If everything goes well, and nothing fails, I should be running for cultural sec for my JCRC. A little scared, coz I don't know what to expect, really. I don't know what hit me to even think about it, and I just decided to send my president a message asking about the position. The rest of the things just came to me.It's a little too

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-1156083653939777892006-08-20T22:06:00.000+08:002006-08-20T22:20:54.006+08:00

Had just about enough with my room. Craziest thing that ever happened to me today. A humongous insect (probably a wasp) flew into my room, headed straight for my shelf, and after that left. It repeated the trip quite a few times, until I finally closed my window. And I wondered what could be attracting that freaking fly... until I saw something attached to my shelf wall.A FREAKING NEST!I almost

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-1155926768204342292006-08-19T02:36:00.000+08:002006-08-19T02:46:08.276+08:00

Slow week. Jap class is really fun, but I'm starting to feel the stress of the workload ahead of us. I'm all for it though. Hopefully I can cope with everything else. Fluids is killing me. Will really need to study soon.Had 2 block suppers, one at 27, and the other at 22. Not bad, the food's good, but I realise that I don't click with as many people as I thought I would. Sorta feeling a little

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-1155752422460233592006-08-17T02:13:00.000+08:002006-08-17T02:20:22.530+08:00

It's well into the 2nd week of school, and I'm still feeling a little lethargic. I finally convinced in my decision to stay in Jap, because I think I'll be happy and learn a lot of things there, and I sold my Compare Soc textbook, so everything's fine now. The timetable's quite late though, but I think I won't mind it too much.I hope this semester will be a good one.

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-1155492522522850572006-08-14T02:02:00.000+08:002006-08-14T02:08:42.576+08:00

I got my Jap finally, but now I'm really thinking if I should stick back to Comparative Societies (and I already bought the freaking expensive textbook). Sigh.Dilemmatic.

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-1155150939840675722006-08-10T03:10:00.000+08:002006-08-10T03:15:39.856+08:00

Happy National Day. Ok, fine, so I'm late by... about 3 hours, but at least it's the thought that counts. Spent the day slacking away, not much school stuff. We just started school on Monday, so everyone's still in the holidays mood, especially after the long vacation break. Argh.School is really starting now. I just got my timetable settled. No more irritating Friday evening classes, but that

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-1154844159818607482006-08-06T13:55:00.000+08:002006-08-06T14:02:39.830+08:00

Camp has finally ended, and school is starting soon, like... tomorrow. Sigh. I'm having sorta pre-school blues now. The class is gonna play some mahjong later, and I'm all hands for it. Heh. Helps to keep your mind off school. Not bad, we had a small C26 gathering yesterday at East Coast. Did some BBQ-ing and stuff, and ended off with everyone trying to guess the secret behind the snake game. Lol

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-1154625551531711272006-08-04T01:17:00.000+08:002006-08-04T01:19:11.546+08:00

Was feeling very beat up just now, over something that I shouldn't be. The niggling irritation is long gone, but the root of the problem isn't solved yet. Argh, fuck it.

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-1154589686652171832006-08-03T15:14:00.000+08:002006-08-03T15:21:27.736+08:00

You know those times when you try to get to someone and that person just doesn't respond? Especially when the matter is urgent or important, and you have no way of contacting the other party. You feel so frustrated, so helpless, so... alone.I feel that way now. I have no way of getting to the bottom of the matter, and no way of reaching the other crucial person that might help piece up the puzzle

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-1154451185002403532006-08-02T00:47:00.000+08:002006-08-02T00:53:05.013+08:00

Just finished my day 2 at hall camp. Well, at least programmers are damn slack. Hee. We just tag along our home groups, or do some self-entertainment stuff within programmers. Kinda like senior-senior bonding, and a little of senior-junior bonding.Went to Sentosa today to get my 3rd round of tanning for this July month (and I'm starting to get really irritated by my tan) and I got a little of

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-1154268603756422822006-07-30T22:02:00.000+08:002006-07-30T22:12:25.363+08:00

Just read an entry on my friend's new blog, and I know I've gotta mention it here. Will post the whole thing here.I've known this friend as a nice, frank and honestly down-to-earth guy, and it's really heart-warming to see a post like this from his new blog. Knowing him, I think he'll like everyone to take a read.~~~~~I was reading a very meaningful post on a friend's, Cassandra blog and would

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-1154186807881560042006-07-29T23:05:00.000+08:002006-07-29T23:26:47.933+08:00

Sian. I'm not so enthusiastic about the upcoming hall camp, mainly because I've already been through 1 camp, and that's enough to last me quite a while. Kudos to Ben who managed to survive through both school camp and sports camp, and is gonna brave through the coming hall camp, though I don't know which hall he's gonna be at. 10 or 2? Well, highly likely he'll be running both ways, but that's

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-1154066650547048252006-07-28T13:54:00.000+08:002006-07-28T14:04:10.576+08:00

Woo. It's really a lazy friday. I just did my laundry using the new washing machine for the first time. Wow, finally the halls decided they need to change those old cranky washing machines. So yeah, I tried them out today, and I'm very pleased with the results. The problem is that I don't have those nice rails just outside my room like I had with my old room, so I'll probably have to do something

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-1154019619686185422006-07-28T00:36:00.000+08:002006-07-28T01:00:23.070+08:00

I'm just settling myself into my new room. Cool, finally shifted into my new single room, and it's all clean and tidy and stuff like that. My old room's in a total mess. It's almost nearing the state of a pig sty. I'm so glad I'm moving out, and I pity the freshie that's gonna take my room. Lol.Well, been quite busy trying to clean 2 rooms, so yeah, haven't been blogging these days, doubt I'll

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-1153663239853861842006-07-23T21:59:00.000+08:002006-07-23T22:00:39.870+08:00

Woo. It's been the longest blog drought ever since... ever since don't know when. Omg, I actually let my blog go dry. *thirst thirst* Anyway, what have I been doing so much so that I neglected my blog? Let's see... Well, my last entry was after I came back from SCBE camp. After that? I guess I slacked too much at home trying to complete those games I bought from Kuching. I didn't go back to hall

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-1152515956783291222006-07-10T14:40:00.000+08:002006-07-13T21:38:11.316+08:00

Wow, it's been quite a long blogging drought. I sorta stopped blogging for a while due to camp. Argh.Been quite busy with camps and all. Had a very long camp, in which my birthday was spent with all those freshies, plus a couple of seniors. Quite sweet, I wasn't expecting any cake on my birthday since it's so incovenient to get one, especially one without me knowing. Turns out Xin and James

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-1151776646662764192006-07-02T01:50:00.000+08:002006-07-02T01:57:26.673+08:00

Just came back from Geylang from all the dimsum we ate, so I'm really quite full, but think I'm gonna concuss any moment.Went out for pre-camp this afternoon to meet all those freshies. Man, some of them really look good. Haha. It's kinda nostalgic to see them the way they are, crossing the next big step of their lives. Lol.Anyway, had a bit of fun with them, then dinner at Pizza Hut before we

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-1151339844545721762006-06-27T00:26:00.000+08:002006-06-27T00:37:24.613+08:00

I'm so dead. Sigh. Suddenly I opened my schedule book and I'm instantly overwhelmed with a deadly sense of dread. Die la, my schedule is dead darn packed. Where is that breather in between all those things I needa do? Oh ya, I breathed in all at once when I came to Kuching. I'm so dead.And then I wonder what the hell was I thinking when I poked my nose into things I shouldn't be sniffing at? Argh

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-1151060972950600062006-06-23T19:04:00.000+08:002006-06-23T19:09:32.960+08:00

Just realised that my schedule is jammed packed once I get back from Kuching. Sigh. And the thought of getting busy again makes me very lethargic.That means I'll have to treasure every single leisurely moment I have in Kuching.

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-1150858264045170902006-06-21T10:08:00.000+08:002006-06-21T10:51:04.130+08:00

It's my... 6th day here in Kuching, and I think I've barely done nothing as of yet.Went prawning on Sunday with my cousin for a while, and we've got 3 big ones.Still haven't reformat my laptop coz I was waiting for my dad to do it with me. (And my dad hasn't really been very free these days.)Bought a LOT of games though. Seriously. PS2 games rocks here. It's 5 RM (2.20 SGD) here per piece, as

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-1150452827268792412006-06-16T17:53:00.000+08:002006-06-16T18:13:47.296+08:00

I'm thoroughly impressed. The capital city of East Malaysia has faced developmental stagnation for many years, but today I've finally seen the seemingly impossible achievement right before my eyes. The once miserable and pathetic airport in quaint old Kuching has undergone a massive plastic surgery. Now it takes me about 10 minutes to walk from arrival hall to departure hall (yes, they are

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-1150362215153721272006-06-15T16:59:00.000+08:002006-06-15T17:03:35.166+08:00

I'm so stoned now. Can't believe inter-sem is finished. (To the hell with it.)Anyway, this means I'm really gonna be flying off tomorrow. That's fast eh?Clearing out my room a little, so it makes moving easier on me. Heck, since when do I have so many things in my room?(Random thoughts inserted)

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029531.post-1150294477738391322006-06-14T21:39:00.000+08:002006-06-14T22:14:37.806+08:00

Things to do in Kuching:1. Eat lots of Kolo Mee. (I don't mind if I fall sick. Just don't make me get sick of Kolo Mee.)2. Buy lots of games back. PS2, com, whatever crap they have. Heck, it's an average of 5 RM per disc.3. Go shopping mad. Nuff said.4. Buy a lot of food back. I might even consider da bao Kolo Mee back, but it's a little lame.5. Finish watching all my dramas and movies and

Isabellenoreply@blogger.com0