Wishful thinking

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寂寞寂寞就好 MV

極限完整版MV [HD]

不夠成熟

想我还是不够成熟
还达不到你的要求
我真的没有想的太多
只是怀念
你走以后
离开难道真的是解脱
难道真的要事过境迁了以后才懂

倔强说不痛 假装什么伤都没有
倔强抬起头 决不让眼泪往下流
倔强说不痛 假装什么伤都没有
真的不难过 笑着和你挥挥手
如果有一天 我们有缘再见

你会不会想起说过的永远

Apart from the handsome dude in the MV, the lyrics, makes me wanna tear.
Sorry for the sudden spam of chinese songs, but chinese lyrics are so meaningful, or at least to me.

No doubt

*faints* ALONSO!!!

It is definitely undeniable that everything has two sides of a coin to it.

I was browsing through my msn history chats once again. Its strange, my heart felt so uneasy just by going through those chats. Anyway, i've googled some remedies for pimples and they said by putting toothpaste on your pimple, it reduces the redness and the pain. WOW. Im so gonna try it. Google, saves the day.

Ferrari > McLaren > RBR-Renault

TIRAMISU

5 tsp. instant espresso or coffee
3 egg yolks
1/2 c. sugar
3 tbsp. dark rum
8 oz. mascarpone, about 1 c. (may substitute equal weight of Ricotta pureed until smooth)
3/4 c. heavy cream
12 lady fingers or 1 (12 oz.) pound cake
2 tsp. unsweetened cocoa

Dissolve espresso or coffee in 3/4 cup hot water.
Beat yolks and sugar 2 minutes.
Beat in rum and mascarpone.
Beat cream until it holds stiff peaks.
Fold in cheese mixture.
Halve lady fingers or cut pound cake into fingers.
Dip in cooled espresso, letting the cake absorb all liquid.
Pat 4 pieces in each of 6 serving glasses and pour in mascarpone.
Sprinkle with cocoa, then chill.

OKOK I will try after my promos, joshua ♥

America's Next Top Model Cycle 15 Episode 2

OKAY CHARMAINE, STAY CALM. BREATHE.
*SQUEALS*
OMG This has gotta be the best season of antm!!! And im still not doing my work. Procrastinated since 12pm this aftnn. And My Girlfriend is Gumiho is getting so frustrating...cannot stop tearing. Hais. Alright, i'll get down to weathering after this awesome episode ends.

I love anamaria! Ohhh carina resembles a little of kayla. HAHAHHA. Really. I think?

+2

23

♥ ^ 23
i guess this is another medium i transmit my virtual kiss to you.
Happy 2 Months Joshua Koh!
POINGS~

Weird

Haha it surprises me. I had been thinking that no one reads my blog. That i had been blogging to myself, that i had a really private life. Apparently not. As the days go by, more come to know about my older blogs and it really surprises me. Seriously, you people are amazing.
Its queer, its an uncanny feeling. I thought by bottling everything up, hiding evtg from j, i would feel much better. Now, coming to think of it, i was foolish. Keeping everything to myself, thinking that staying mum was the best option. Certainly, staying mum isnt the best way to keep a relationship going.

Alright, time to hit the books. Its 2.47 and i aim to turn in by 430am.

But once again, in a spur of a moment, i think i should delete all my blogs. There are certain memories i do not need to keep. Sometimes, i should just wade in the present and enjoy my blissful life, well almost.

Stove Top Macaroni & Cheese (ACCOMPLISHED)

1 8oz. box of elbow macaroni, cooked
and drained

1/4 stick butter

1 cup sharp cheddar cheese, grated

and there you go, ready to nom nom nom your way through.

My supper for t9t! Because my oven is dead and i have no choice to stick with no-bake food. HAIS. I wanted to have baked cheese macaroni so bad. Anyway, i bought Oriental Campbell soup, and i am wondering how it tastes like. So excited for supper at 1ish later. For now, i'll complete my overdue chinese assignment. ZZZZ

Obsessions

I am contemplating whether or not to get more piercings done.

It could either be a brow piercing or another piercing below my helix. I really want a labret done. But how am i going to go to school with a labret? Beats me. Anyway, a brow piercing is sexy too...so i just have to control my cravings for a labret till the holidays.

Lately, i had been obsessed over collarbones. I love protruding collarbones, they look bloody defined and oh-my-god, gorgeous. The bad weather is cursing me with pimples all over and great, i've got one on my back. My stomach is rumbling but im too lazy to have my dinner. Lets just say, i want more defined collarbones? But nope, its not a diet. I would never ever want to go on a diet. I love food...tooo much. But my laziness is killing me.

Hmm..now when should i get my piercings done? No wait, where should i get it/them done? So afraid of 77th street. Maybe i'll make my way to some tatt shop to have my piercings done, plus, indulge in the sound of tatts. OH MAN... now i want a tattoo... i have to wait till i leave home for a tattoo.

Here we go again

(edited) I gave in to...FOOD...hello dinner(/edited)

Losing My Mind by Lee Seung Gi (eng subs)

No min woo X Lee Seung GI

Second fave song, after the one by Lee Seung Gi. AWWWW

had been listening to these the whole day. NO MIN WOO IS FREAKING SEXY.

Dae Woong > Min Woo > Lee Seung Gi > Dong Joo

HAHAHA. POSSESSED

Autopsy

sleep, is all i need

Pressing for time now as the promos are drawing close. Late nights, caffeine, eye bags, here we go again. But i mean, whats new? Chatting with someone i havent been really talking to for a considerably long time, it reminds me of how quickly time has passed. I need to hang in there just a bit. Even if i might not make it through the promos and promote next year, at least i've tried and i'll gladly leave this place (or so i think). Meanwhile, with that aside, let me complete my GUMIHO kdrama before settling down on Macro Econs.

XOXO

DOA

Dead or Alive, i wont let the world decide.

What a shame, we all became such fragile broken things

and they said you dont live for others

Pixie Market

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Now all i need is time for me to hunt for pretty clothes. My cupboard is rotting and the feeling just sucks. Retail therapy is a must must before the promos, lets see how mummy responds to it. Meanwhile, im watching a Kdrama (when i thought i had already left the K world). Mischievous Kiss by Kim Hyun Joong, as introduced by Vivian. Well, its not that bad...but i prefer the Taiwanese Version of It Started With a Kiss to this.
XOXO

Under my skin

Looking for summer

Seeking refuge in food.

Manual shrinking done rather badly. Sipping on my second cup of coffee since i've got home. I had better finish reading Macro Econs before i turn in t9t or else i can forget about studying at JE lib tmr. Shall do up a proper post sometime again, yes the sound of me doing up a proper post kinda sucks because it means..IMPULSIVE VERBAL VOMIT. at least i gave warning, and ample time for mental preparation. Oh well...

Pathetique mov 3

its been a really long time since i've actually practiced the piano. Had been listening to this since 7pm and i am searching for the scores now, if time permits, i might actually make my way down to purchase the different movements. I miss playing the piano oh man....

This is a clearer version as compared to the one i posted on twitter and facebook.

enjoy. : )

Breathe

I guess its time for me to hit my pillows even though i have yet to complete the things on my To-Do-List. Now, i understand the miseries of caffeine overdose given that im drained but yet unable to catch a wink. Randomly, i managed to pen down my inner thoughts in my rather deficit of entries diary. I am beginning to question the existence of this blog because i see no point in sharing my daily rantings. Hence, goodbye, till i see the urge for another verbal vomit (which i pressume would be soon).

B-R-E-A-T-H-E

Perils of prettiness

This is the way i live every night, by my phone, by the laptop, with some random snax, and a cup of coffee. I guess all my sleepless nights have to pay their respects to the caffeine overdose i've been inflicting upon myself. I love it when 12am approaches, because i can get to hear my favourite boy on the phone and we'll both end up in a state of momo-ness and often it would be me that would be speaking incoherently, no surprise.

I've lost track of the number of days left till the promos and even if i did not lose count, the way i am leading my life now is seriously (*speechless*). Procrastination...whats new? I decided to blog today because i felt the desperate need to keep myself mentally sound. Vulnerability is running through me and yes, its those random nights where i'll somehow manage to cry myself to sleep, eerie. Am i suffering from some sort of bipolar? Maybe i should take a cyber vacation again, and stop stalking pretty girls (of which i know i can't). Why must there be a clear division of pretty? Is being pretty everything? While one may argue that being pretty isnt everything, he or she is definitely deceiving him or herself. In this new age, who dare swear that looks isnt what they are hankering after? I'll give you a ride on a limousine, that is if i had one.

I can feel a million people standing up against me. The way i blog is seriously atrocious. Well, i shouldnt be sorry. Why should i? I am just being candid in every single entry by sharing my views and spreading my inferiority (heh). And oh yes, not forgetting to mention, i often end up contradicting myself.

Pardon this God-knows-what entry. Please dont tell me im riding the crimson waves again. ARGH

Watch me burn

i wonder if this blog would be like those previous ones, whining about life, complaining about my looks, having bitchy insights of my daily happenings. Seriously, im no optimist but i never fail to amuse myself, as i skim through my archives time to time again. I treat blogging as a portal to vent my displease, to keep myself sane by constantly verbal purging. Going on a verbal diet soon. I talk so much, i need to listen more.

Church later, and it suddenly rings a bell... I have yet to pay my tithe! Visiting grams tmr, its been so long since i've seen her and im not missing her one bit. Sometimes i am rather jealous of friends who have really nice grandparents, and envious that they can build such amazing rapport with old folks. Trust me, im a complete idiot when it comes to communicating with elderly. I am rude, loud, and totally not attractive.

BLA

Wasted youth

erm...ar...hi. I have decided to blog, again.

This is incoherent entry 1, pardon the ridiculous random url i came up with.