Tuesday, September 25, 2007
InwardConfloption


Yesterday, I learnt the grey side of everything.
Of people, of everything.



Friday, September 21, 2007
InwardConfloption


Actually, I have alot of photos to share. But, no equipments, no time, no nothing. hahh. One day I'll share. :)

p/s: I hope tonight's Obar trip will be well. Don, cross your fingers and hug your thighs tight. =))



Wednesday, September 19, 2007
InwardConfloption


Please don't come tearing the home again.



Thursday, September 13, 2007
InwardConfloption


I've either been eating, sashaying my way to the ladies or staring aimlessly into the high technical square box accompanied with fingers clicking constantly on the wired mouse. I'm mould into a lethargic robot, it's wise for me to start making authentic use of my brains real soon. Work is getting overly stale simply because there isn't really much to complete/meet the deadlines.

The real thing is, when will I ever master the art of satisfaction? :) I should be glad receiving cash doing nothing much. Right?(.)



Wednesday, September 12, 2007
InwardConfloption



Ipod Touch, are you about to invite yourself to my fingers?



Monday, September 10, 2007
InwardConfloption


She can't make herself believe it, perhaps she doesn't want to. She cried and whine -solely because she didn't get to eat her riceballs. Dorkshit! I think I'm extremely infantine and retarded to the ultimate.

Boyfriend: Go ahead and cry. Let people think that I'm bullying you. But you're crying because you didn't get to eat your tang-yuan.
Girlfriend: I told you I want to eat!
Boyfriend: But you said you don't want ginger soup. How? Whats so special about having it today? When you eat the riceballs, you can't taste ginger!
Girlfriend: But you raised your voice at me!
Boyfriend: When I speak softly, you claim that I'm mumbling. So, I need to speak loudly!
Girlfriend: (Gave a whatever~ face and look away..)
Boyfriend: Okay, so you're crying because of five balls. Or maybe four. No, maybe three only..


Lesson learnt: Never weep over riceballs. It's stupidshit! Now, the entire incident is making me feel like shitting and laughing at one go! HAAAAAA.



Friday, September 07, 2007
InwardConfloption


We're still here, but its no more the same. Tell me, can we recover? I think, we've lost. The stone after its throw, you'll see the resemblance.

I see friends blogging about the anticipations and dynamism whirling around themselves. From there, it makes me feel so ashame of my living. I have no accusations on anyone nor anything, I manufacture my life.



Wednesday, September 05, 2007
InwardConfloption


HELLO WORLD! I'm currently in the office now blogging, because my laptop died on me. :/ And I'm overly lazy to have it collected.

I've been so busy that I'm feeling congested -And this explains why I haven't been blogging. I'm loving work and school has officially started. My life's away from boredom, I'm meeting new people :) Above of these, I adore my allocated cubicle (I'm surrounded by tons of files and papers, I love my two gigantic chairs, I love the heart-shaped cushion, I love the mug Eugene bought, I love my earl grey tea and my Disney mousepad! HAHA) Finally, a new day represents something. Now, I'm contemplating if I ought to have my journal shut down, it seems redundant since I wouldn't be blogging much often unless I've got nothing to attend to.

My life's only accompanied with work and studies. Stagnancy's a serial killer. I need more to my life. I need to meet up more with friends and hang till late nights, I'm suffering under a major deficiency of laughter and craps. I miss hanging around with peers and not care about the world.
I think I'm filled with cartons of contradictions, I'm sounding like a pathetic lifeless soul now. Didn't I mention that I'm loving everything I'm doing now and my life's away from boredom? eeeeeeeeek.

My office's freezing shit, I'm feeling like a froze pork! I want my lunch time..




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JOSSY
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JOSSY

-Perfection; Her anti drug.



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She adores karma and fairytales.
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Love is not singular except in syllable'
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