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Wednesday, December 21, 2005

Wed, 21 Dec 2005 15:01:15 GMT

Now that the day is over, I really don't feel any different.

Wisdom is a country for which I just can't obtain a visa.

Sure, I might have two giant sized pimples masquerading as mosquito bites.
(Sneaky bastards)
Other than that, it seems this birthday-celebratory business has completely eluded me.

It simply is a comma, a pause put in place just to separate numbers.

I FEEL STUPID!

P.S. Why do I have xanga premium?

Wednesday, December 21, 2005

Wed, 21 Dec 2005 01:43:51 GMT

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr...
It's that time of year again!

I'm officially, officially, an obaba!

Monday, December 20, 2004

Mon, 20 Dec 2004 17:59:43 GMT

♥Updated♥
Ok. Now I'm finally, officially, unequivocally an Obaba.

Thank you Mokster Wannabe, Xiao bu ding, Supercalifragilistic Sab and Da Jie Babe.
OH MY! PRESSIES! PRESSIES! PRESSIES!
Gracias for the Magic Beautifying Powder and No-More Kuali face papyrus!

Thank you Ping for spending a sultry afternoon, ensconced on the sofa,
sipping our caffine fixes and having a good laugh out of my 'experiences'.
And not forgetting the Blythe Vanity and Mini Me!

Followed by a luscious evening, shoving gelato down our esophagus.
I Heart this Croc bag mucho mucho! Thank you Moma!

(By the way, I bumped into Ja today! Startled her by 'screaming', Janice???
The international woman of mystery? Ok, well not the latter. Hee...)

(Late night delivery)
The Empress Dowager - Strawberry Mousse
Yes it's my very first official cake, can you believe it?
I guess that maketh this year a very special age then...
Eye-Candy French confections from The Patissier. (Are you drooling yet Didu? )
Thank you Chubbs and Didu! You guys remembered.

Next time, a birthday Sms is sufficient! Serious.
I think I have almost everything I could have or ever want in life.
And anymore, I could be punished! Ooops...
(Hope you guys didn't have to crack your collective heads on gift ideas. Paisei!)

P.S. Poor MoKie! You had to carry your own bag all that time in a paperbag!
It's so funny now when I recall it. But you pulled it off so well! Had me fooled!
P.S.S. Thank you Didu! For the e-card.
P.S.S.S. And my Traditional Daddy for the Ang Pao.
P.S.S.S.S. Feeling really blessed right now about almost everything. It's like having too much dark chocolate in one seating.
P.S.S.S.S.S. And Special-Fenix-Smooches for those of whom remembered and kept my mobile beeping with greetings! Muaaaakz

Saturday, October 09, 2004

Sat, 09 Oct 2004 22:40:29 GMT

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::The Unbearable LIGHTNESS of BEING - An ALLEGORY of my life::
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That feeling of drag behind my nape,

I miss it.

And yet strangely I can't seem to remember how it felt like.

Just like how my fingers used to take on a life of it's own when the heat was unbearable and those darn tresses just HAD to go up. Moments later I try to re-work the process by feeling over the masterfully tight chignon.

I can't.

I just can't seem to remember how.

You must think I'm suffering from the "goldfish syndrome". (Sometimes I wish I do. No more discouragement or the depressing sense of inadequacy bought on by failed communications. No more, no more, no more... Wait. What did I just say?)

When you operate by rote, it's ingrained. The significance falls away only to be filled by a memory lapse.

Instinct.

As I can't even remember the countless times of sweet release toppled down my shoulders had caused a slight bob, pull and dip of my head. For I can't remember it because I've replaced it with memories of a brief and manageable coif.

I've replaced it with now.

I wonder in one's lifetime, how many memories fade?
And what have you replaced it with?

"I don't want to lose any memories.
Everything becomes more perfect in memories,
even the very painful things."
- Faye Wong on the movie 2046