tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60429562011-07-28T22:59:02.272+08:00"one only ever understands what one tamed." fredahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300918884346683476noreply@blogger.comBlogger4831100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042956.post-46345483495055187142007-12-11T20:41:00.000+08:002007-12-11T20:54:29.825+08:00

He's really got a hold on me and realy changed me and the way I look at things.I've never really been this honest to anyone about what I feel or how I want things to be.That's because I've never met a guy who's open with his feelings and what he wants.Ok I know that the grey area still exists for both of us. We both know that it's not a simple as we wish things would be. Yet we both know that we

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I close my eyes for only a second,Only to open them to the month of December.I remember when I first arrived I couldn't see myself lasting till December.I wasn't confident that I'll be able to stay so far from my family for so long.I never was able to, and I never did.No doubt there were many incidents that caused tears of desperation to fall.I really wanted to go home then.Now in retrospect, I

fredahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300918884346683476noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042956.post-547389105370093302007-12-03T23:19:00.000+08:002007-12-03T23:23:13.715+08:00

One of my greatest regret here is that I've not made really good friends. I know I do have friends but maybe because time's too short. That we have not enough time to bond. But thus far, I've not really made any good ASEAN friends. I'm sure many of them agrees too. Considering all the time we spent together. Why is it so hard to make more than an acquaintance? Haiz. I don't know. Miao Xian,

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The time has come, The end is near.These two phrases of the song "My way" rings in my head. I need to go back to Singapore soon.I can't wait to see the faces of my best friends. Namely Mx, Emmulin, Justin, yuji and Liping. They're the people who stood my me throughout my absence. Not once making me feel like I'm alone. They keep me looking forward to home. Not forgetting my parents and my little

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그냥 이렇게 내 남어지 시간동안 내 곁에 있으면 돼요.All I need is for you to stay like this by my side. Thank you. I don't know what else to say but thank you. No, I do have something else to say. However I just cannot summon the courage to speak what's on my mind. Why did you have to do something like that? Now I definitely cannot forget you. I definitely cannot let you go. What do I do now? What do I tell myself now

fredahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300918884346683476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042956.post-70588355715414188762007-11-25T23:05:00.000+08:002007-11-25T23:13:23.198+08:00

I don't know if you read this blog but if you do I'd like to say I'm sorry.I know that it hurts to have to suddenly feel like you've been left behind, feel like people have neglected you and other people seem to be getting all the attention. I know that by me saying that I didn't mean for that to happen would just not do any good to all the hurt you've been festering inside all these time. I know

fredahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300918884346683476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042956.post-66852931170150508952007-11-21T21:52:00.000+08:002007-11-21T21:53:12.144+08:00

"to let true love remain unspoken is the route to a heavy heart"Sky High-Warren-

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Len~! Thank You~! I love you~! So rude of me not to give credit to Len for informing us of the snowfall~! all thanks to nature's call.. She saw the first snow fall and woke us up to experience the wonderful first snow. Thanks len~! thank you~! and the ramyeon probably deserves special mention for making your tummy ache.. hahahaha.. Love you~!

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My roomie and I decided to have a cup of milo out in our balcony while we watch the snow fall. SWEET~! please understand that it's like 6 in the morning and I'm really in no mood to correct the pictures~! hahahah.. tilting your heads can't be that hard of an act to do is it? hahahaha I sure hope tomorrow's 등산 is cancelled.. will be meeting 현일 though~~~ hahaha.. should i go to town with him?

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My dreams have finally all come true... today, 21st November 2007 I see the first snow fall in Daejeon~! Oh gosh... It's what we've been waiting for all these time, ever since we got here. I guess now it's really time for us to start packing, we've come full circle. Experienced the four seasons and achieved everything we've wanted. I just hope that x'mas this year would be white for me. I'm

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What would you do if you fell in love,Only to know that your love would be in vain.What would you do if you developed an attachment,Only to know that it's one that's bound to be broken.What would you do if all you want to do is to stay where you are,Only to know that leaving would be inevitable?What do I do?

fredahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300918884346683476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042956.post-50086603274023500422007-11-12T20:45:00.000+08:002007-11-12T20:50:30.133+08:00

How do you do that?Just as I set my heart to leave you behind.You make the butterflies flutter again.How will I ever free myself of the burdens I carry.If you hold me ever so insistently.

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I honestly don't know what has gotten into me.The truth is I feel tired.Very tired.I feel like running away.At the back of my mind, I know I should make a stand and avoid him.But yet, I'm constantly reminded of the clock ticking away, and it keeps me doing foolish things.I know I've been giving more than I'm receiving.Sometimes I pity myself.Yet just seeing the appreciative smile on his face is

fredahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300918884346683476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042956.post-28008145121094072102007-10-30T09:58:00.000+08:002007-10-30T09:59:33.823+08:00

You asked me what I wanted, I told you I wanted you.You said "but I'm here!",Thank you so very much.Just for being there...

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Not only is today the eve of all hallow's eve.. It's also a very-special-someone's birthday today. Happy birthday daffy... Huggies... it's 23 years of wonder just because your mother did the world the greatest favor. That is to have you. Thanks aunty Linda for bringing Daffy to life... Looking back at all the gatherings, I really can't imagine gatherings without you. Even though we really don't

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Spending the weekend away from you is usually so hard. This time, it wasn't that hard.I felt like we never really parted.Your songs kept me company.Through the lyrics I heard your voice.Your messages, and calls let me know that you're always there.Thank you.Especially for yesterday.And today.I love the present, very much and I'll treasure it with my heart.

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"Sometimes, when you're thinking, go to the church......" you told me. I thought "huh.... oh... ok..." "....... I will always go to the church." you went on to say. Then my heart skipped a beat. I understood. You're always like that. Leaving me to wallow in the words - that you never felt the need to vocalize - which ceaselessly resound in my mind. It hurts really badly now. I don't

fredahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300918884346683476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042956.post-49094602826003136842007-10-18T19:51:00.000+08:002007-10-18T19:53:54.934+08:00

Sitting here.. Staring at my handphone. looking at the unlit screen. My heart aches.My book lay in front of me, sreaming for attention. As the exams threaten to break me down.Here I am sitting at my desk, still staring at my handphone.. Waiting...When will you put me out of this agony?

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I think I'm rather prepared to go home.I've been thinking a lot about home these past few days.I've been getting visuals in my mind of myself at home, in my neighbourhood, in Orchard with my peeps.Nevertheless my heart aches.I don't know, where do we stand right now?I know we're both busy.I know you're in your final year.But I just feel....I don't know...Lost...Perhaps it's for the best.Then it

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I see you've moved on...Honestly I kinda expected it...Who's to blame you?You're a charming sweet guy...I'm happy for you...I wish you all the best~! ^^*Take good care...Thank you...

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In the years to comeWill you think about these moments that we sharedIn the years to comeAre you gonna think it overAnd how we lived each day with no regretsNothing lasts forever though we want it toThe road ahead holds different dreams for me and youSometimes goodbye, though it hurts in your heart,is the only way for destinySometimes goodbye, though it hurts,is the only way now for you and

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My heart feels so heavy. I want to cry, but I can't find the tears that would dispel these ill feelings I have inside. I didn't want to come back today. I didn't want to face the load that I'm required to shoulder. Yet circumstances forced me to. I'm scared. I'm so afraid that you might walk away. ㅜㅜ I don't know if I'll be able to take it. If you do. I'm sorry. For being so cold today. Sorry for

fredahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300918884346683476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042956.post-68244744830388093702007-10-04T10:09:00.000+08:002007-10-04T10:18:59.133+08:00

爱不释手：爱到不肯放手的地步。

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I wanna cry... I so need to bawl... I don't know how to leave now.. I really don't know how to let go... Maybe I shouldn't have let things happen.... But then again how do we control emotions this strong?I must be out of my mind. I seem to be hearing your inner voice so clearly. Yes yours. I hear your thoughts so clearly. I might be hallucinating but it appears that you hear mine too. How do I

fredahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300918884346683476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042956.post-90112322503233801252007-10-03T02:33:00.000+08:002007-10-03T02:47:13.133+08:00

http://www.cyworld.com/intoxicate_me ----> even if it's Just for picturesDon't click the orange tab. click the hyperlink below the orange link.

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I cannot let go now.. What should we do? I've only have 86 days left. Yes, I can't believe I'm saying this but I've ONLY got 80 odd days left. I don't what it to end so soon. How? I am really trying hard to be strong here. I'm really trying. I know you'll be busy soon. I know I'll be busy too. We're trying our best to hold on to every single second we've got. As sweet as it seems, it actually

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Because of you I've forgotten what it's like to be angry. Because of you I've forgotten what it's like to be miserable. Because of you I've learnt how to look forward to life.Because of you I've learnt how to appreciate waking up every morning. I love seeing our picture the first thing in the morning.I love waking up to the sound of your voice. Because of you I love waking up.Because of you I

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I never knew what it felt like to have someone de-bone my chicken for me.I never knew what it felt like to have someone say "I'll always have time for you, just because I like you. " - and really acting on it.I never knew what it felt like to have someone really making a gigantic effort to really spend quality time with me every single day.I never knew what it felt like to have someone be proud

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I've been having the most blissful time of my life, but there's this deep feeling of sadness that resides in me. And I don't know why. My heart is aching. It hurts and I want to cry, I am so tempted to watch a sob-story kinda movie and force out the tears I've been holding back all these while. I know I cannot be happier but then what's wrong with me? I think it must be the fact that I know

fredahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300918884346683476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042956.post-35074469211381714072007-09-21T17:16:00.000+08:002007-09-21T17:32:50.302+08:00

Reading QiuLing's blog, I see traces of Chee Han between the lines. Quiling has really learnt a great deal from Chee Han and she're really putting whatever she's gained from him to use in her own life. His philosophies however warped has somehow got to her. I mean not to say that she's lost herself or anything like that. She's still the Qiuling I know, only thing is that she's become more

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Just when I thought we've all learnt from our lessons. Just when I thought I could live the remaining three months in peace. You had to do this again. No actually I can still live in peace. You really have no more effect on me. I really couldn't care less. Even I am suprised by my indifference. I was really pissed in the beginning. But then again, you're no one to me. why in the world should I

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I feel so well taken care of...but I never felt like I would be safe with someone like you...Never felt like life could be more than I've ever dreamed...Never had any reason for expecting the unexpected...Now that it's come to this...I cannot bear to leave...I don't know if I'll be back...Or if we'll meet again...No empty promises have been made...But my heart is still brimming with hope...Would

fredahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300918884346683476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042956.post-9311542869134464642007-09-09T12:59:00.000+08:002007-09-09T13:05:07.167+08:00

What exactly does love stand for?What's the difference between loving someone and liking someone?How will I know if I'm in love?Love according to my new best friend (my electronic dictionary) represent "the feeling that a person's happiness is very important to you, and the way you show this feeling in your behaviour towards them."

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An intese sense of guilt overwhelms me. These feelings I shouldn't be feeling.Yet these emotions cripple me every moment of the day.My heart aches not for the "right" reasons.But for the future of pain that I can forsee.I will not be able to let you go, this I know.Do I continue and follow my heart?Or do I surrender to the bleak (but not impossible) future that lies ahead?What do I do?

fredahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300918884346683476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042956.post-91837970457858703742007-08-31T14:57:00.000+08:002007-08-31T15:03:26.273+08:00

I count my blessings and am grateful for everything that I've been given. I shall not compare, I shall not complain. I shall not be ungrateful. Epicurus has inspired me and I will not spoil what I have by lusting after what I do not have. I must remind myself that what I have now was once amongst the things that I wanted and have thus achieved and as such I should be thankful and not lament on

fredahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300918884346683476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042956.post-49290361179594798592007-08-30T07:13:00.000+08:002007-08-31T10:26:14.309+08:00

During my attachment here at KRISS I really wasn't required to do much and as such my colleague took pity on me and gave me an article to read yesterday. Bearing in mind my interest in criminology she presented me with an article that attempts to establish a co-relation between the amount of Lead in children's blood stream and the levels of crime in a singled-out district in the United States of

fredahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300918884346683476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042956.post-68289878076483295892007-08-26T12:18:00.000+08:002007-08-26T12:40:09.815+08:00

"Civilization negates natural selection."Because "the strength of a civilization is best represented by how they treat the weakest members of their society."Then again, what about the idea of natural selection of civilizations? i.e. the idea of the dialectic materialism and the Communist Manifesto. More recently, "From third world to first".

fredahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300918884346683476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042956.post-26334642511514900362007-08-26T12:07:00.000+08:002007-08-26T12:08:30.279+08:00

Ideologies are not responsible for war and blood shed...People are....

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One indication of the lack of variety of food in a society,is when everyone's fart and shit smells the same. That's how it is over here...

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Micheal Moore also mentioned the media and its effect on the American psyche. Their obsession with fear and the probable infringement of their safety. He expressed his concern over the over-airing of criminality on the airwaves, especially on the news that has got almost every American perpetually on the edge of their seats, unable to fight off the urge to take a more-often-than-necessary peak

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This 2 hour Micheal Moore documentary brought out the dormant sociologist in me that has been taking a back seat for the past 4 months or so. Not only because it brought the General motors documentary, that I'd watched in Prof Tan Joo Ean's class on "Organizations", to mind but because it got me thinking about a lot of the idiosyncratic social problems that America is facing today. One of which

fredahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300918884346683476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042956.post-43630182772795641012007-08-17T13:14:00.000+08:002007-08-17T13:33:22.553+08:00

Koreans have a really generous attitude towards food consumption. The Koreans really do consume more snacks then Singaporeans. Snacks take on a major role in social interactions. They are so generous with their snacks and drinks so much so that the snack bar needs to be replenished every 4 to 5 days on average (ok it's a biased sample because I'm basing my analysis on my company), and I don't

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Ever notice how people "go with the flow"? Today, while waiting for the train, take notice of how say the train is arriving from the left, that people usually move to the doors to their right, even though the door to their left is closer to them. I think that this is some kind of psychological conditioning that urges people to move along with the train. I however take a simple kind of

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Last night, I ceremoniously removed my necklace to mark my passing into a new year of adulthood, and the commencement of a new chapter in life. Where my "key" used to lay, above my "empty" chest, another lies, above the heart that I just reclaimed.

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I remember when my theme songs used to be destiny's child "brown eyes" and PCD's stickwitu...That really wasn't so long ago...But I can't remember what that felt like anymore...

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I thought I saw a man brought to lifehe was warm he came around like he was dignifiedhe showed me what it was to cryWell you couldn't be that man I adoredyou don't seem to know - or seem to care what your heart is forI don't know him anymorethere's nothing where he used to liemy conversation has run drythat's what's goin' onnothing's fineI'm tornI'm all out of faith, this is how I feelI'm cold

fredahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300918884346683476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042956.post-10417220294014061562007-08-16T07:25:00.000+08:002007-08-16T07:29:04.059+08:00

If love was a bird then we wouldn't have our wingsIf love was the sky we'd be blueIf love was a choir, U and I could never singcause love isn't for me and UIf love was an Oscar, U and I could never wincause we could never act out our partsIf love is the bible, then we are lost in sinBecause it's not in our hearts(chorus)So why don't you go your way,and I'll go mineLive ur lifeAnd I'll live

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NS is getting boring i want to ORD ... says:erm okokokok i bring you to arab street to eat ice creamNS is getting boring i want to ORD ... says:...NS is getting boring i want to ORD ... says:i know a nice place with okay ice creamNS is getting boring i want to ORD ... says:...♥Freda ~ *♬Eat ~Love ~Exp ~Learn ~Laugh ♬*★* Happy B'day SG!!! So wish I could celebrate with you... ♥ says:yay!!!♥Freda ~

fredahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300918884346683476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042956.post-28504485377054970142007-08-08T18:45:00.000+08:002007-08-08T19:31:00.248+08:00

I really shouldn't be whining about my lack of company anymore. For one thing, I realize that it is rather 'un-grown' up and on second thoughts, being alone might not be such a bad thing at all. I guess I've been too caught up in all the we-are-foreigners-so-we-have-to-stick-together attitude for the past few months that I forgot how it felt to be independent and how to disentangle the "

fredahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300918884346683476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042956.post-33736172962085754652007-08-08T18:34:00.000+08:002007-08-08T18:45:25.545+08:00

You know how they say we all go though a phase of awkwardness in our adolescence? I get the sense that I've never really outgrown my adolescent insecurities. Attributing to my permanent gawkiness. Those irksome "uh..." "oh..." mmhh" ah..." and the minute smile deliberately made to be left unnoticed. Despite the fact that I'm way pass my adolescence, I feel like I've fallen into a trench I've

fredahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300918884346683476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042956.post-11515278533069451162007-08-08T08:17:00.000+08:002007-08-08T08:18:24.123+08:00

Pathetic seems to have become my middle name...

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In a few days time, I'd symbolically required to unbind myself from the necklace that I've "numerically outgrown." I never really appreciated its significance nor beauty until now. There's an unwillingness to part with the memories it entails. Memories of happier days, less lonesome days. Memories of people worthy of my appreciation and gratitude for life.

fredahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300918884346683476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042956.post-83370536258436546902007-08-08T07:57:00.000+08:002007-08-08T08:07:50.010+08:00

My emotions, as elusive as the sun. So strong and alluring yet so malevolently inflicts an agony so great if I so much as lay eyes on it.

fredahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300918884346683476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042956.post-74538720878951928492007-08-07T13:57:00.000+08:002007-08-07T14:02:48.136+08:00

I'm thankful to whatever spiritual enities there are for me to believe in, for the wonderful friends I have. They are such angels! Miao Xian just told me that she together with Em just sent the present they got for me. I'm so touched. I'm not expecting anything great but just being able to receive a present 4666km away from home simply warms my heart. Reminds me that I'm not really alone. Thank

fredahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300918884346683476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042956.post-60792981176791090332007-08-06T11:01:00.000+08:002007-08-06T11:02:48.941+08:00

I was happy about the night before...I was nervous and upset about this morning...I am bored in the office right now...Wonder what else I'd be feeling next...

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我最看不起的人就是那些不遵守诺言的人。表面上装出一幅很重视友谊的人，但是事实上却是相反的。不遵守诺言也就罢了，我承认我也会偶尔守不住诺言，但是我绝对不会连眼睛都不眨的利用别人对我的好意。我现在是带着很失望的态度来表明我的感受。我真是失败，在这里也已经呆了5个月缺一位朋友都交不到。我现在是个被利用过而被抛弃的一个废人。我心里的孤单又有谁能够理解呢？有谁愿意理解呢？又有谁能够不用有色的眼镜来看我呢？不会把我想成一个失败者的人又会有谁呢？实在说，我讨厌这样的我。我不喜欢怜悯自己也不喜欢别人来可怜我。但是，现在的我是多么希望有个肩膀给我靠，有双耳朵听我诉苦，有双手臂来抱紧疲惫的我，还有一双嘴唇来安慰孤单的我。

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It's sad really, to have to realize that contrary to my initial convictions, I've really not made any friends at all. I feel reluctant and embarrassed to have to admit it. Truth is, I really abhor myself for lamenting so much. Yet there's an indescribable discontentment with the fact that I really haven't made any friends here, and it compells me to "diarrhoea-fy" my grievances in writing. Maybe

fredahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300918884346683476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042956.post-71597107635543916452007-08-02T16:53:00.000+08:002007-08-02T16:54:36.533+08:00

Yes you're right Mr Lim. I really have been through tough times, without which I'd still be living life in complacency. I really think that I've been living a semi-charmed kind of life these 21 years. I really feel that I've been very pampered by everyone surrounding me. I honestly do not know if I should feel ashamed of feel proud about it. It is only now that I'm being thrown into situations

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After spending close to 5 months in Korea, I have been able to take some notes about the Korean psyche. The one thing that I've been hearing from Koreans and from friends that have prior contact with Koreans is that Koreans can not live without consuming Kimchi at meals. I would beg to differ.There is no denying the fact that at almost every meal, regardless of the style (i.e. Western, Japanese,

fredahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300918884346683476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042956.post-45948373728520285962007-08-02T15:46:00.001+08:002007-08-02T15:50:47.237+08:00

It's the second of August and only a week to Singapore's National Day. I feel a pinch of homesickness and nostalgia. It's only been close to 5 months since I've been away from home. I've changed a lot. I've begun to appreciate the beauty and privilege of being a Singaporean. I really wish I could be able to watch the live telecast of the National Day Parade and have pizza delivered to my home.

fredahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300918884346683476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042956.post-29135785208106369692007-07-29T19:48:00.000+08:002007-07-29T19:52:35.860+08:00

I cried today.Mourning the loss of my self-esteem.I've been too caught up with the many complications of life that I forgot about myself. I forgot what I wanted, I forgot what I lived for.I let myself go to waste.There I go again.In my self-destructive mode.I snipped off the ends of my hair hoping to find myself again.I feel the hunger and am trying to remember how to relish the pain.I'll find

fredahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300918884346683476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042956.post-49109335042748021572007-07-29T11:36:00.000+08:002007-07-29T11:48:59.675+08:00

After spending close to 5 months here in Korea. I've experience so much more ups-and-downs than I've ever had in the whole of my 21 years growing up in Singapore. I've really grown up so much and seen with my very own eyes how complicated human relationships can be. I've seen reality for what it is. I've been to naive and idealistic, especially about friendships. I only saw friendship at face

fredahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300918884346683476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042956.post-11468212615256470782007-07-24T11:24:00.000+08:002007-07-24T13:57:27.793+08:00

On impulse and against my better judgement, I signed up for torture camp. It was nothing that I've ever dreamt it would be. All I thought I'd do was walk and perform some charity work. I never thought that I'd be walking under the sweltering sun with a bag pack, weighing at least 10kg, in tow. I felt like my shoulders would give way.The first day started rough, not one of us fully understood what

fredahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300918884346683476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042956.post-6813610666757812682007-07-24T00:17:00.000+08:002007-07-24T00:19:42.761+08:00

One that lives by "Absence makes the heart grow fonder."The other by being "Out of sight out of mind."Which one are you?

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The familiar tune plays endlessly in my head. It speaks the words I can't bear to voice. Just hearing the tune puts my emotions into overdrive. The dam my parents have build to hold back my tears during my childhood years seem to have cracked and my tears would find its way around to the cracks. I can never seem to hold my tears back anymore now. A simple Michael Buble song is enough to get me

fredahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300918884346683476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042956.post-50910203208305180522007-07-23T16:19:00.000+08:002007-07-23T17:15:58.450+08:00

An unexpected change of plans made your journey an easier one. The initial plan of setting out at 2am was cancelled because everyone was tired out from the party the night before. We had a warm and welcoming breakfast, in the persistent wet and cold weather, which made it taste so much more fulfilling. Then back to sleep we went, following which we went on another bus ride to the 금강산 tour agency

fredahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300918884346683476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042956.post-63916155161213513472007-07-23T14:58:00.001+08:002007-07-23T16:15:14.006+08:00

"Standing at 반암 (Banam) beach, I felt cold. so cold, but my heart burns with a kind of passion that I haven't felt in a long time. Suddenly the voices in my head became so clear. I could hear myself then, with a clarity I so missed."The first evening we reached 반암 (South Korean town that borders the 38th Parallel that divides the country) and it was raining. It was as if time had made a u-turn,

fredahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300918884346683476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042956.post-12096198816233990592007-07-23T14:55:00.000+08:002007-07-23T14:57:49.961+08:00

You're a ticking time bomb I'd like to set off...A true competitor competes with no one but herself/himself...

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안녕하세요. 여러분. 저는 싱가폴에서 온 프리다이에요. 초음에 제목을 무엇으로 할까 생각하가 결국 제 가장 친한 친구들에 대해 얘기하리로 했어요. 지금부터 여러분에게 제 가장 친한친구에 대해 만슴드릴겠습니다. 저는 싱가폴에 많은 친구가 있지만 그중에 가장 친한 친구들이 3명이 있어요. 그 하얀 색 브라우스를 입은 여자가 미아우 시엔이에요. 우리는 고등학교 때 만났는데 언제나 가티 다니고 목고 놀았어요. 불행히도 3달 후에 미아우 시엔은 우리 학교를 다닐 수 없었어요. 왜냐하면 시험에 떨어졌기 때문이에요. 그 때 우리는 너무 섭섭했지만 그 친구가 저에게 편지를 줬어요. 그 편지를 지금까지도 가지고 있어요. 우리는 지금도 편지를 쓰고 있어요.그 다음에 그 빨간 색 안경을 쓰고 있는 예쁜 여자가 엠뮤린 이에요

fredahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300918884346683476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042956.post-71582586182976400812007-07-11T00:21:00.000+08:002007-07-19T00:12:34.749+08:00

Some people have to come to realization that being friends doesn't mean that our worlds have to revolve around the same axis. Having you in mind doesn't mean that my whereabouts have to be put on broadcast. I'm still my own person, friends do not own each other. I hope you remember.

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I've grown so weak,so weak that I've not even the strength to speak.My mouth is putrid,putrid from all the supression deep inside.I feel I'm going deaf,deaf from the voices that resounds in my head, uncompromisingly to the beat of my heart.My heart beats,beats unrelentingly like every beat will be its last.My breathing quickens,quickens with the hopes that time would slip on by with every

fredahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300918884346683476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042956.post-34905652726528875742007-07-09T20:17:00.000+08:002007-07-09T20:20:39.098+08:00

I feel dead, dead to the world around me. My emotions are nothing but a distant memory.

fredahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300918884346683476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042956.post-50080662907466475192007-07-09T13:18:00.000+08:002007-07-09T13:45:46.884+08:00

After watching an episode of Kang Xi Lai Le while I consumed my plentiful and soul-satisfying lunch, I was inspired to mirror their topic of the day onto my own relationships. "My first love" was the topic of the day. I wonder what kind of a girlfriend I was/ I am. I would like to know what my ex-boyfriend thought of me and what kind of memories he has of our relationship together. We didn't end

fredahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300918884346683476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042956.post-44735346749068117822007-06-30T23:53:00.000+08:002007-07-01T00:06:38.345+08:00

Being engulfed in the utter chaos that my life has become, I have lost myself. All my self esteem, my confidence, and my pride. I forgot who I was and who I wanted to be, I even forgot the people that love me so dearly. I've become so engrossed with all the hatred and anger and loneliness that I've left all the goodness and the happy things behind. I forgot how lucky I really was, I forgot how to

fredahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300918884346683476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042956.post-82793992364838190382007-06-24T21:31:00.000+08:002007-06-24T22:00:19.256+08:00

I'm torn between my pride and my unwillingness to yet again end up in a fight. I want to be myself but yet I know that being myself will bring so much unhappiness to others. I am really beginnng to question how I should live my life here? Alone and as myself or to be surrounded by people with a mask upon my face. I know that showing how miserable I am would only seem like a foolish admittance of

fredahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300918884346683476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042956.post-32112931846209502102007-06-23T19:41:00.001+08:002007-06-23T20:16:22.148+08:00

I used to be so happy. I really loved the life here but now things have changed. Someone was right in predicting that nothing will ever be the same. No doubt we will still be friends but there will exist a knot in our hearts that will be tough to unbind. I never expected this to happen and never wanted this to happen. I'm sorry that my happiness has brought you misery and I'm ever more sorry to

fredahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300918884346683476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042956.post-14622933396661005682007-06-23T18:52:00.000+08:002007-06-23T19:40:42.372+08:00

난 처음에 한국에 왔을 때 너무 긴장했여요. 왜냐하면 한국하고 한국어하고 한국문화도 아무것도 잘 모르기 때문이에요. 그런데 이선생님하고 한국버디들을 만나서 긴장하지 않았어요. 왜냐하면 이선생님하고 한국버디들도 매우 친절하기 때문이에요. 한국사람들은 좋은 사람이에요. 그리고 한국사람들은 옷을 잘 입고 아름다워요. 그런데 많은 한국남자들은 담배를 많이 피우고 침을 많이 뱉어요. 너무 더러워서 너무 싫어해요. 다행히도 내 한국친구들은 이렇게 안 해요. 내 한국친구들은 나를 많이 도와줘서 난 진짜 감사하고 감동했어요. 난 한국친구들을 사랑해요! 난 한국을 매우 좋아해요. 한국 환경은 진짜 깨끗하고 현대적고 풍경이 참 아름다워요. 그런데 생활 속도가 너무 빠르고 생활비가 비싸요. 난 한국어를 매우 좋아해요.

fredahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300918884346683476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042956.post-87509906367553435402007-06-22T02:30:00.000+08:002007-06-22T02:31:23.614+08:00

I've realized one thing.. Maturity surely doesn't come with age.

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You know? I have really rather egoistically been impressed with myself. After living here for 3 months going on to 4 months now, I really noticed a change in me. I have adapted to my environment here. Honestly, sometimes I scare myself. Like the fact that I'm not feeling homesick anymore and I'm having a blast of a time right now, minus the exams, that are really crappy... I'm really not looking

fredahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300918884346683476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042956.post-5270770426772384172007-06-17T00:04:00.000+08:002007-06-17T00:17:17.293+08:00

Argh!!! 힘들어!!! 너무 힘들어. 내 몸하고 는이 너무 피곤해!!! 그런데 잘 수 없어!!! 시험을 아직 안 잘 준비됬어!!! 난 너무 쉬고 싶어!!! 난 찐자 걱정해. 왜냐하면 내 역사는 12과를 지금 아직도 안 공부하기 때문에!!! 어떻게? 시간이 찐자 없어요!!! 시험이 빠리 끝!!!! 촐려!!! 촐려!!!! 어재 새벽 5시반에 잤어요. 오늘 도 5시반쯤 잘거야. 프리다... 아자아자 화이팅!!!!

fredahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300918884346683476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042956.post-7408794865133487042007-06-14T11:58:00.000+08:002007-06-14T12:02:22.995+08:00

I am the luckiest girl in the world.. I know.. I have acheived everything I've ever wished and hoped for but why is it that I still feel this burden in my heart? I guess we are never really satisfied and contented.. there's still something that I want badly but i know I'll never get... It's dreadful really.. but i know that this deprivation is something that not everyone will have the chance to

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I've got so much to do that I suddenly wish that I were living alone.. and that I could blast my music and bury myself in work and not go anywhere and not have to entertain anyone.. no one.. I just wanna be alone.. by myself... away from everything.. If not for him and my family, I wouldn't want to even be online.. I don't wanna be seen or heard or spoken to right now.. I just need to be alone..

fredahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300918884346683476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042956.post-26066438404223775082007-06-09T22:49:00.000+08:002007-06-09T23:44:16.247+08:00

난 좀 슬퍼해요. 나의 대성 아저씨 곧 고향을 돌아갔어예요. 6월23일 고향에 돌아갈게요. 대성 아저씨는 완전좋은 사람이에요. 그래서 대성 아저씨 갈것을 보고 싶지 않아요. 난 대성 아저씨를 꼭 많이 보고 싶어요! 오늘 아저씨, 자자, 이자, 린, 나리 같이 부산에 갔어요. 아간 7시반에 아저씨 나에게 전화를 했어요. 난 매우 감동했어요! 아저씨 나에게 보고 싶어 말했어. 난 매우 행복해요! 고마워 아저씨! 나도 아저씨 보고 싶어요! 자자, 이자, 린, 나리 도 보고 싶어요! 사랑해요 Pussycats!!! 난 지금 기분이 완전좋아요!!! 어재 우리 9명도 같이 슈렉을 봤어요. 슈렉이 매우 재미있고 웃겼어요! 난 요즘에 바빠지만 매우 행복해요. I feel so loved!!! so loved!!! I

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대전문화관 앞에서 찍었어! 자자 고마워요! 난 매우 좋아해요!!! 예뻐지? ㅋㅋ

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I know my blog's in an illogical mess.. I'm too tired to properly arrange my blog..But more pics of the dam and the lovely people who were with me

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fredahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15300918884346683476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042956.post-3323527913950321372007-06-06T16:32:00.000+08:002007-06-06T16:32:16.638+08:00

3/6 of the PCD members 태송 아저씨 our cutie photographer!!! Who was nice enough to intitiate the outing and drove us up to the dam. I'm so sad that he's leaving soon, I'll so miss him.. Life will be that much duller without him and Izzah... Haiz... Can't wait for the movies on friday with him and the PCD though!!! My Korean little brother cum prince cum son cum buddy cum Korean teacher and pal...

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A better picture of my Busted thumb taken by 태송 아저씨 I love pictures taken from above!!! 태송 took this of me Me, Lyn and Jang Nara look alike Kine :)

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My busted thumb now covered with words of love A day at the daechong dam with 태송 아저씨 (uncle daesung) My favourite picture taken that day Lyn and I

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I have been feeling really exhausted recently, mentally and physically. I guess all those late nights and early morning games and my busted thumb has left me physically bruised. Added to all that, I have to deal with the bombardment of essays and Korean homework. I've had it worst, but we all do have those days that we wished we could just stop in our tracks just to sit down and breathe, and I'm

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난 정말 실망해요. 난 대송 아저씨의 고향을 찐자 가고싶어. 그러나 대송 아저씨 차를 5명 탈 수 없어서 난 갈 수 없어. 찐자 행복지 않아요! :( 난 슬퍼요! 왜 아저씨 이렇개 일찍이 가야 되요? 난 아저씨 꼭 많이 보고 싶어. 내일 아저씨하고 강여하고 자자 같이 영화를 보고 싶어. 그러나 숙제기 대문에 한국 전동 공연을 꼭 봐야되. 그래서 갈 수 업서. :( 이 한국어 일기 난 처음부터 해요. 한국어를 연습해서 난 해봐요. 솔직히나, 너무 어럽지만, 난 매우 좋아하고 재미있어요. 그래서 난 완전 열심히 공부해요. 이 생활이 난 꿈이에요. 그래서 난 꼭 소중히 해요!

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난 이렇게 안 되요.난 알았어요.그러지만, 난 못 해요.도와주세요.난 마음이 아파요.난 사랑해도 될까요?

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The first and worst meal ever!!!! The first meal I ever finished here in korea.... Second meal I ever finished here... Don Katsu Dok bok ki.. don look really appetising but trust me it's good.. although I've only ever had it once.. I really should have it again.. since there are dok bok ki stall rights outside my school..

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One of the many gates of Daejeon The library that actually has a dvd room where we can rent dvds and watch movies there... Spend 4 hours there so far watching 12 episodes of Everybody Loves Raymond and Brokeback mountain.. Gotta go catch more movies, the funny thing about coming here is that I don't watch Korean dramas or movies anymore. For one thing, they ain't got any subtitles!!! hahaha..

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My first drink in Korea, SHHH let you in on a little secret, I still have it. untouched.. hahaha My room still barren, you should look at it today.. hahaha... My bed's on the lower bunk it's where I seek and find comfort for the past 3 months

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View from my room My dorm from the outside My dorm from the outside... the lower one on the right

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These pictures cannot capture the magnificence of the scene in reality. I really think it's a really beautiful sight! Imagine mount faber times 5!

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Namsan tower from afar Up close and its spectacular light display

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The first time I've seen a polar bear so upclose! It was so cold that the polar bear need not be in a temperature regulated enclosure. I could even smell it! It was the cutest little thing. Harry Potter's pet! :)

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