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DA GIRL ♥

EMILYN ♥
nineteen. 0_o so soon?!
13mar1989

view my old blog here
& my other blog here


HER LURFES ♥

Beauty. the schnauzer =))
Piggy Slave
Her family & friends
Strawberries!!!!!
Quincy the bass
My laptop
Omnia!



HER WANTS ♥

a bass guitar
my own amps
shopping spree!
new handphone ; mine spoilt =((
digital cam, or 5mp phone =))
haversack
leather cuffs
guitar strap


HER MEMORIES ♥

June 2008
July 2008
August 2008
September 2008
October 2008
November 2008
December 2008
January 2009
May 2009



CHATTERBOX ♥




DARLINKS ♥

+ 101 Schnauzers
+Abigail
+ Adele
+ Adlin
+ Alex
+ Cherlyn
+ Davis
+ Denise
+ Eugene
+ Fizah
+ Gloria
+ Grace K.
+ Isebelle
+ Izhar
+ Jasmine
+ Jing Fang
+ Jia Ying
+ Jing Huang
+ Jonathan
+ Jolie
+ Khyrul
+ Mabel
+ Maggie
+ Michael
+ Michelle
+ Ningyi
+ Sharon
+ Siew Cheng
+ Steph
+ Vanessa
+ Weitian
+ Xinni
+ XinYi
+ Yiwei
+ Zhihan
+ Zuwei
+ Barbarian Dict.




CREDITS ♥

designer- X
pictures- X
brushes- XXX
hosts- XX
fonts- X








Reunion ♥

Sunday night was a celebration for Maggie's birthday and QQ's very belated birthday. I'm sorry it had to be so late dude, but it's your fault for being born at such an inconvenient time. Lol. Anyways, it seemed more like a reunion to me, after a long period of studying and exams, not together but separately in our own schools and faculties. I miss the times we walked together to the various classrooms in between classes. I miss the times we had to endure disgusting canteen food. I miss the times we bought food together and took greasy cutlery for each other and shoving leftovers to Michael or simply played with them. I miss the times rotting at the side-gate while waiting for the gates to open. I even miss our Tuesday Math remedials with OBS at the benches. (This is what Disha rmbs 06S04 for! Lol.)





Enough reminiscing. Lost time never turns back anyways.



Watched Angels and Demons with JH on Saturday. I love the movie. And it was very unexpected since I haven't read the book (that reminds me to get it from Maggie. I shall go sms her first.) The part where they managed to save the 4th cardinal was so touching...I know it's no biggie, but I really cheered when passers-by came to help. Hmm...and I love Ewan McGregor's accent. Haha. Is he British?




After that was going to shopping with JY for Maggie and QQ's pressies. Ended up taking our own sweet time eating at Sarpino's and chit-chatting when I realised that it was 8pm+ and we haven't gotten anything! Travelled down elsewhere and got Maggie's present and started shopping for ourselves. Le Sigh. Shopping for guys is just one of the worst chores ever. Everywhere we went to started closing till there was no more late night shopping left to do and we had to head home. Met Maggie the next day for last minute shopping for QQ and finally got his pressies. Shared a meal at the Soup Spoon with Maggie coz that bum woke up super late and had not had anything to eat. My first time at Soup Spoon! Yummy! Maggie says I shared my first time with her. Lol. I'm craving for more soup already....



Met up with Ise, Shuli, QQ, JY and Niko for dinner celebration. The soup spoilt our appetite so Maggie and I shared a steak. It was not a very pleasant experience. The steak was overdone, bread was stale and Ise and Shuli hated their pork ribs. Plus, the table we got was a tad too cozy. After a very rushed dinner, we went singing! Too bad only Maggie, QQ and I stayed all the way. But 5 hours of singing was fun, though tiring. It had been a loooong time since we went singing together. We ate our yummy birthday cake too. But I was too full to even finish my slice. What a waste...



Not much pics but here you go.










A very filling meal of pizza, garlic bread sticks, nuggets and loads of coke with JY




The birthday dudettes. QQ looks like he's about to murder someone.


Tomorrow is pooling with Maggie, Ise, Niko and possibly QQ. Woots! Can't wait! I haven't been pooling in ages! People, I wanna go swim, tan, canoe, play badminton, play basketball, go gym, have chalet, go shopping++ as well! =)) Was supposed to go play bball at Alex's previously but there was a whole bunch of unknown NUS guys invited so I didn't go for it. Sigh.

Poor Che met a flasher at Orchard Road a couple of days ago. Sigh. I told her that she could come to me for therapy if she needs to but I think she'll probably still be traumatised for life. That sick, sick scum of the earth should just pick a secluded corner, curl up and die. I hope he burns in the fury flames of hell.



I decided I should increase my limited store of general knowledge so I finally got around to do some googling. Heard of the term "first/second/etc cousin once/twice/etc removed" since Secondary school but had never got round to finding out its meaning. I finally know that Nicole, Marc, Kelly, Kellen (Spelling?) and oh-no-I-dunno-what's-the-other-kid's-name are my "first cousins once removed" not grand-cousins, as I have been calling them.

I absolutely love this beautiful shot of Kelly at one of the weddings. (I've had been attending so many) Kudos to whoever that took this. Sigh. I so want that photo of Marc eating noodles with his hands with noodles trailing all over the table. That was a very awesome shot too... Or better still, I want a SLR for myself. =))



Wednesday, May 20, 2009

you are the only reason for my precious smile ♥







Faraway, to a place where tears are exhausted. ♥

I know I haven't been blogging for a long, long time. What can I say? I just tend to succumb to laziness. Oops.

Anyways, my exams are finally over. I can't believe I'm finally done with my second semester. When I go back to school after this 3-month break, I'm no longer a freshman! How time flies... Previously during Lester gor's wedding dinner, we were just talking about how we are so old already. When Deanna, the youngest cousin, gets married, she'll probably have to have an extra 2 or 3 tables just for the 4th generation alone. By the time Dee gets married, Nicole, the oldest grand-cousin, is gonna be of around my sister's age! Zomg. I feel bloody old.

Oh. And congrats to Lester gor for getting married. His military-style wedding was quite cool. I bet he forced all his men to do that sword ceremony thingamajig for him. And those poor guys...they had to wear a bra (without their shirts) and Lester gor had to wear a pair of neon green briefs when receiving the bride! In public! Goodness... Oh. And congrats to Pearline jie who is pregnant. So fast lar! Woots! Dinner had been hilarious because Terence gor (do I call him that? Feels damn weird) kept coming over and squishing his wedding fruit cake between his fingers in order to tempt us into trading our chocolates for it. Then Michael gor (?!?! Do I call a Caucasian gor? This feels even weirder) came along and tried to tempt him with his chocolates. So funny to see the cousin-in-laws fooling around together. The cousins in our table were talking about how we wanna make Terence do awful things when he has to get the bride this July. Daphne jie was warning us that he'll never get embarrassed and he'll embarrass us instead. Especially Daphne jie's mum, who would be like (clutching her head in both hands Ms-Kang-styled) "Oh no. What are the neighbours going to think?!"

Exams ended and I have a 3-month break but my friends are all so busy now! Sigh. Monday right after exams was having Swensen's with my sister. And Aishah was working that day! I didn't realise she was working at that branch and when she came to give us the menu, she said "hi friend!" and I thought she was just being a friendly waitress. Then I turned and saw her and got a shock. And the thing is, she's not even done with her exams! Lol. Tuesday was going to the driving centre with QQ to register for our basic theory test. Zomg. I can't believe I'm really gonna learn driving. I'm damn scared lar. Especially after seeing how easily Maggie gets lost all the time. Lol. Wednesday was going shopping with my sister. Whee! It's been a while since I did that with her. Bought quite a few things, except for the most important - a dress for Daphne jie's wedding! So many weddings, I've ran out of clothes to wear!! -pulls hair-

*Update: Added some photos since Maggie claims that she is a "visual person".


I made Daddy act cute in a pic with me but I shan't post that up. Spoils the image. Hahaha. I looove Mummy's new dress!




Che and I. She looks naked =X



Beauty didn't go to the wedding dinner but how can I forget to include her since I'm posting family pics?




Lester gor's military-styled wedding photo. I think it's cute.




About 1/6th of the See Family 3rd generation. Lol.



Weddings make us high!





The menu of the day. Drooling already? If you can read what it says that is.






Dessert was totally Western and odd one out of the rest of the dishes. But still yummy. Doesn't this look gooooood? There's even a piece of real gold on it. Gold taste like nothing anyways...



I finally got around to watching 1Litre of Tears. It's said to promise alot of crying and of course, it was no exception for me. From the middle of episode 2, I cried non-stop all the way to the end of the drama series. Sometimes it is merely tears rolling off, other times it's outright crying hard. I alternated between them and there was not a single dry moment. Each time my tears attempted to dry up, there would another thing to make me cry again. A simple sentence, a simple act....they were enough to make me drop tears over and over again. There were times when I simply had to pause the show to bawl my eyes out before continuing because I couldn't watch the show with a teary vision. 1 litre of tears...I'm sure the litre beaker would have overflowed with my tears. I definitely cried more than a litre.

Based on a true story, my heart really aches for Aya and her loved ones. Things that she could do became limited as time went by. I remembered when she said she was afraid of time. One day she would wake up and find out that she hasn't got enough strength in her legs to stand on her own feet anymore. Another day passes and she would realise that people don't seem to understand what she struggles to say anymore. Basic rights such as schooling is also taken away from her. She asked if she could get married...Ikeuchi Aya in the drama has got her Haruto Asou who is always there for her and loves her even when she's in that state. In reality, Kitou Aya has to struggle with Spinocerebellar Ataxis alone...only with her family. She was only 15 and she has to bear with all the pain, all the strange looks from others, hearing that her siblings having to endure teasing from others. She wants to help others when she grows up because she is always getting help from others. But there was nothing she can do. All she could do was write...write till she could no longer hold a pen, till she had to grasp the marker with both palms and scribble a thank you (or arigatou in this case) with much effort. Because of her writing, she did help many. Her words were encouragement, an inspiration to many even to this day. Aya in the drama had her classmates sending her off when they themselves did not want her in school when they see her as a burden but Aya in reality wrote that she wished they had said "Aya-chan, don't leave" instead.

Socrates claimed that human beings cannot learn anything new because what is there to be learnt is already in the soul and when we think that we are learning something new, we're merely recollecting. If this is so, why hasn't anyone recollected the cure for such a cruel disease? To have a conscious mind like anyone else out there and yet be trapped in a body that don't seem to belong to you. You can't control your own body at all, to the point of even choking on food or even choking on your own saliva. When my mum told me that Chew Chor Meng could hardly walk during the Star Awards, I wanted to cry for him as well.

Why does such beautiful people like Aya have to go through all this pain and leave the world this soon? Perhaps God wants these amazing people by his side and took them away prematurely... but it is still so unfair! So unfair that they have to go through such torture in order to show their strength and beauty. So unfair that despite being so brave, their disease still continue to progress, slowly but surely.

Thinking about the show makes me flood my laptop with tears again. I'm scared that sparks might come shooting out from between the keyboard keys. I may be 30 years too late in saying this but... Aya-chan, gambatte!

I love the songs used in the drama, especially Only Human by K. The melody is so sad and the lyrics so aptly written. And the story is so beautiful and touching. I recommend those with tears to spare to watch the drama. I'm sorry if the video contains spoilers.



























Wednesday, May 6, 2009

you are the only reason for my precious smile ♥