today is second byline day! "Novena Square: Still not in the pink of health". -yawn- encountered some nasty figures when we went about novena to get stuff for our article. everyone, please boycott the bubble tea store there. the uncle is one Nasty Nut.

my hair is intensely disgusting. i really ought to get something done about it soon. dropped by rjc bishan today following the Big Move! man the campus is enormous. mag and i found ourselves standing in the middle of the concourse wondering where all the space came from. it's really quite nice, and i gleefully spied the yong tau foo stall so maybe i'll go over for lunch one day.

anyway there was a sinfully rich chocolate cake from cedele bakery depot at the cage today, and i'm quite sure i'm slowly expanding as i type this. what decadence! there's always so much good stuff at the cage! it's crazy. i think i'm going to triple in size, which is really not what i'd intended to happen.

my legs are just going to drop off oh dear 10km everyday is really quite a startlingly new experience. First 3km round is very nice. 2nd one is entirely loathsome, especially the stupid gravel tracks. then i always have horrendous stitches so i'll stop to touch my toes. then i'll hear someone pounding up the boardwalk furiously behind me so i will then hurriedly scamper on in apparent agony because it really isn't good to be caught slacking. 3rd round i'm like resigned to my fate so i'll just potter on with a fake plastered grin on my face and wait for cheryl to overtake me (which seems to always be the case).

anyway in total i run like forty plus km a week so im quite happy with that. especially since i havent been running for all of five months and so my current condition could have been worse. at least it isn't That bad, heh heh.

you should let me love you
let me be the one to give you everything you want and need
baby good love and protection
make me your selection
show you the way love's supposed to be
baby you should let me love you, love you, love you

let me love you mario

OKAY EVERYONE PLEASE READ THE NEW PAPER TOMORROW (WED 22 DEC 2004) BECAUSE MY FIRST ARTICLE IS GOING TO BE PUBLISHED.

I THINK THE TITLE IS "BIKE TROUBLE IN THE NEIGHBOURHOOD".
OEI STOP YAWNING LA IT'S REALLY QUITE INTERESTING CAN. AND I HAD TO KEEP REWORKING IT SO THAT IT WASN'T TOO ERUDITE HAHAHAHAHA.

AFTER THAT YOU CAN TELL ME WHAT A MARVELOUS PIECE OF BULLSHIT IT WAS.
IF YOU REALLY DON'T LIKE IT PLEASE EMAIL ME AT fengyi@sph.com.sg
IF YOU REALLY LIKE IT PLEASE EMAIL ME AS WELL.

SORRY GAO SHANG COULDN'T DRAW ANY INSPIRATION FROM YOUR MARVELOUS ASSETS THAT WOULD HAVE BEEN OF USE IN MY STORY. NEXT TIME MAYBE.

yep uploaded some photos finally. not my entire collection cos i got fed up after trying both dotphoto and imagestation to no avail so i just posted them on my blog. click to enlarge yeah. (which is what gs will do to the pictures of herself in the hope that it will inflate her assets). anyway there's an assortment- mainly from farewell (mt.sinai & batch of '04) and gradnight. if you wanna catch me in a dress here's your chance so grab it with both hands and scroll down.

till the next time!

sending huilin (our hero) off to philippines for canoe c'ships.  

it's just a love-hate relationship here. but whatever it is, pal, i'll always be here so remember that.  

darling quan, me and gaya :) 

me quan jo mx and gayathrie pootie. 

my favorite hangout. yours too? 

these are the girl canoers.  

porn-star-turned-maniac 

sis' bday party and im so in love with lil orange girl she's just damn cute la.  

me sharon chiam alvintan 

prom king & queen (both well-deserved) 

raffles canoeing batch of '04. 

i smashed my nokia last night by throwing it onto the floor cos the buttons wouldn't work and in the process the lcd screen screwed up so im back to using my lagging ericsson. shit. its time to buy new phone anyway. but i cant decide between splurging on the nokia 7270 (utterly desirable i say) and waiting for it to debut in the singapore market or go the cheaper and more immediate route and get the panasonic x400 (functional, quite chio la, has a camera, ought to be good enough) which i can get at a low rate right now. or even the siemens sl65 (comes with free mp3 player hahahaha im a sucker for freebies) but i dont like the sliding mechanism im quite sure ill spoil it in no time at all.






ok maybe i cant wait anymore so ill just get the panasonic one and go buy stereo headphones with the money i coulda have spent on buying the pretty 7270.

anyway yesterday i walked the cityhall/ esplanade/ merlion/ fullerton/ rafflesplace/ boatquay/ clarkequay place a total of two times so that makes it three times this week i've walked there haha getting damn sian of the place already oh well. but not bad la i talked to three different people about very different things during the walks so that was quite cool.

the song that i recommend now is by ciara and missy elliot- 1,2 step. the music vid is pretty nice can check it out at yahoo.com. missy looks like an overstuffed teddy bear in the vid but ciara more than makes up for it man shes damn hot la come here now ciara i want you.

yep will be going off now blog sometime else argh back to work tmr and court case in the morning (not mine).

this thing right here
is lettin all the ladies know
what guys talk about
you know
the finer things in life
hahaha
check it out

ooh that dress so scandalous
and ya know another nigga couldn't handle it
see ya shakin that thang like who's da ish
with a look in ya eye so devilish

uh
ya like to dance at all the hip hop spots
and ya cruise to the crews like connect da dots
not just urban she likes the pop
cuz she was livin la vida loca

she had dumps like a truck truck truck
thighs like what what what
baby move your butt butt butt
uh
i think to sing it again
she had dumps like a truck truck truck
thighs like what what what
all night long
let me see that thong

i like it when the beat goes da na da na
baby make your booty go da na da na
girl i know you wanna show da na da na
that thong th thong thong thong
i like it when the beat goes da na da na
baby make your booty go da na da na
girl i know you wanna show da na da na
that thong th thong thong thong

that girl so scandalous
and i know another nigga couldn't handle it
and she shakin that thang like who's da ish
with a look in her eye so devilish

uh
she like to dance at all the hip hop spots
and she cruise to the crews like connect da dots
not just urban she likes the pop
cuz she was livin la vida loca

sisqo \the thong song

SAT II tmr and i haven't touched literature yet! and i do hope i don't screw up my essay for the Writing test. math Ic is freaking easy though so that's a relief. ugh. this is going to be one hell of a hectic weekend- SATs tmr, last-minute shopping for stupid grad night things, SAF OMS tea session on sunday and thereafter the dreaded(?) prom itself. okay maybe it isn't all that dreaded, just that i'll make it known here that i don't really fancy wearing dresses all that much but i shall do so just this once. man! aiyah should have done what gs said and crashed in my rubbish punk tank top and berms. anyway on monday i've got to hurry down for the Navy seminar so i won't even be able to enjoy the damned hotel. why does this always happen to me? College Day after post-nationals at Oriental and now this. oh this sucks.

my sister had her birthday party yesterday and I must admit that i had a Smashing Time with Ten Little Girls! especially the cute one in orange *grin. but i suppose you already know that Little Girls aren't exactly my type, though i know some people do fancy them quite a bit. You know who you are haha.

i've started kickboxing lessons. fantastic because martial arts are something i've always wanted to do- from wanting to take up taekwondo in p1 and getting a flat refusal from my mother until now when she can't say anything! ha. and it's not just those lame aerobic cardio kickboxing classes, it's muay thai kickboxing! man. it's a blast. although i had to use the putrid-smelling boxing gloves from the rack because i don't have my own yet. but yeah it's still awesome and i relish the adrenalin rush. it's better than... sex? ugh let's not go there. anyway yeah it's great and i'm gonna keep at it- it's just like canoeing, it kind of consumes you.

to my sms buddy: lets go watch pierce brosnan in after the sunset and im keeping my eyes peeled for suitable people for you! anyway im really not that horny larh believe me can. ah nevermind.