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(no subject)	[Mar. 8th, 2008\|12:16 am]
MIGRATION! Yes, I'm fickle, and can't stay in 1 place for long. Catch me on msn for my new blog address! :)
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(no subject)	[Mar. 3rd, 2008\|11:48 am]
After sleeping at 3am consecutively for 3 days, I can't fall asleep now. What the hell. But my brain is no longer in a study mode, so I can't study either. All I want to do is go to the loo and pee. I wonder why the hell do I have so much water inside of me??! -------------------------------------------------------------- Breakdown in communications. I wonder what it was that brought me to you.
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(no subject)	[Mar. 2nd, 2008\|10:41 pm]
I should be studying, but it's Sunday and I am really sick of studying about competition policy. It is interesting to a great extent, but less so when you're reading it a second time and I really should give myself a pat on the back myself for actually having read it the first time a few weeks ago. Now that burning desire for knowledge is gone and studying is a drag, but exams are near so staying in on Sundays to study will be the norm until whenever exams ends. So will my complaints about mugging, so if whoever's reading this blog is feeling kind and rich, please send me a pamper+destress kit because I am really starting to need it. Another kg of bak kwa will be great, because the stock that Peishan brought last week is fast depleting. I really wish I had made better use of my school life, now that I am about 3-4 months away from not being a student anymore. But there's no way I could turn back time, so I'm stucked; even if I could, I am pretty sure I would have wasted it the exact same way. Hahahaha. Better luck next time, work harder from now on. Anyway, working life may suit me, who knows? I just might turn into a more exciting person. :) Plus there are many things that I want to do; many things that I have plans for that I can finally put into action because I'll have more time to turn my plans into actions. :D --------------------------------------------------- Bills suck. Electricity bill came on Saturday, coming to a grand total for 4 months at GBP385.66. That's about SGD1200 for 4 months of electricity between 2 people. I hate heaters, I hate modern technology, I hate all these electricity-sucking monsters that's sucking all my hard-saved savings up. --------------------------------------------------- Can't wait for examinations timetable to come out soon. Then I can start planning for Greece/Turkey! :D Graduation trip! :D I'm going to have a long, relaxing holiday with no worries except on how to make the housemate fat in the shortest time because he'll no longer be my housemate soon so I won't be able to make him fat anymore! Must increase efficiency!!! Speaking of housemates, I need new housemates for next year! Roar! Troubled, troubled, troubled. Thinking about moving gives me a horrendous headache. I need to start living a 'light' life from now on; no extra baggage, no more clothes that I don't need but think that I might look good in some day. Although I am super tempted to click and buy a dozen of dresses from Forever21. Rahhh. I also need new shoes because my expensive walking shoes have now decided to stick its tongue out at me; might be because of the trekking I did in Kent resulting in its premature death at just 6 months. But still. :( Am very tempted to go into H&M and buy the kids shoes at 5 pounds to save money.
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(no subject)	[Mar. 1st, 2008\|12:20 am]
The wind is making horrifying sounds against my windows!!! Hate hate hate!!! But now I've grown used to it so am a lot less terrified by it. I know, this is what scares little kids but I am a small kid at heart. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I also just discovered that Forever21 now ships internationally!!! F.U.C.K. Another blow to my already weak self-restraint. Must. Not. Shop. Till. I. Lose. 10kg. Give or take 5kg. Have been working out religiously. But I don't feel much slimmer!!! Why why why why why! I know I am beautiful the way I am blah blah blah. But I'll be more beautiful 5kg lighter. Hahahaha. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Geraldine + Jeannie. You both faster save money I tell you. Everyone's been here/coming here!!! ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Indecent behavior. Something tells me something is not quite right. But it doesnt feel quite wrong. Weird. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Joan doesn't think that there is anything wrong with hoping for a forever-after. As long as both parties are looking forward to a forever-after together and believes that they will be together many years from now, who is to say it's too early to say that it will last, or to extinguish the hope that it will lead to a forever-after? Isn't being in a relationship for the hope that the other party will be someone that you will end up with? If you really love someone, wouldn't you wish that the person will be the one you grow old with? Or are relationships merely for sex, enjoyment, fun? Someone to share a dinner with and to keep you company when the lads don't have time for you? Someone you flaunt to your friends as a prized possession? I feel sad that people can look at a relationship as... nothing. A meaningless union. Love is supposed to be more than that.
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(no subject)	[Feb. 26th, 2008\|01:36 am]
I think I am a very boring person. I like to stay home and read books. I like watching movies, either at home spread out on the sofa or at the cinema. I like going for nice, quiet dinners. I like going for walks with no end point in mind. I like baking, weirdly, despite sucking at it - it has sort of a soothing effect because you only think about the things you are baking at that moment and trying to not let it burn. I like talking with my friends, about everything and anything in the world. I like sleeping till the sun shines on my ass. I like trying out new food stuffs. I like spending time with my friends and loved ones, even if we are doing nothing. I like having the wind blow against my face. I like sitting by the seaside. I like picnics, cycling trips, very small group travels. I don't like clubbing. I don't mind a drink now and then, but not too often because I get headaches and I get drunk after just one glass. I don't like noisy activities, except basketball or group sports. I don't like parties. I don't like the awkward silence you get when you meet a new person, and thinking of random things to say to them. I need to be more exciting. I'm going to do my homework now, exciting later. --------------------------------------------------- My friend said that I sound quite bitter about having to stay in UK to work. Actually, I really am not. I'm very thankful that I am given this opportunity. I just complain a lot, but like my nasty snipes at everyone including my closest friends, I don't actually mean half the things I say. If I have to go back and work, I would probably complain just as much. =P I know these kind of opportunities don't come to everyone, especially at this moment when the market is so bad. I know the experience here is priceless, so I do appreciate this chance. I miss home a lot though, together with the cost of living which means a lot of my starting pay goes into just staying alive so I won't have much to spend even though the numbers seem impressive to a person who cannot understand that earning in pounds means I spend in pounds too. I don't know why that is such a hard concept to grasp. But I think, it really is not how much your starting pay is, compared to future gains and the experience of a lifetime. If I don't like it, I can always quit and go home. If I went home first, then I would probably not have the chance to do it anymore. I'm still young, so I guess a few years of my life in exchange for the experience, the knowledge, the one chance in life that so many others would kill for, is worth it. Plus, I don't plan to marry before 28, so I have quite a lot of time to waste on establishing a career. :D The weather here is sickening, but it is actually good because I'm photo-allergic, so having no chance to go under the sun here is another plus point. Having four seasons a year no longer appeals to me as much as it did 3 years ago when all I thought of was the chance to have 4 different sets of wardrobe to match the seasons. It is not that exciting when you can't afford it. I'm actually working my way towards another dream of mine, which I gave up because I knew if I followed it, I would never be one of the best and in that career, if you're not the best, you're no one. Staying in UK keeps this dream alive, giving me a chance to explore more into it at a much lower cost. I just want to explore it a little bit without the pressure that it determines my career like my motivation for doing Economics, because I already have a job, so doing a degree for the sake of career paths is the last thing on my mind now, though it is also quite useful in whatever path I am now. I would like to know that I've accomplished everything I wanted to do when I die. =) I really have a very simple brain. I want to accomplish all of my little dreams - they're not big ones, really, I don't plan to be president or save the world - and I want to fall in love with a guy who loves me a lot a lot a lot too, forever and ever. And I have a suspicion that I'd be called morbid for always thinking of doing things so that I won't die with regrets or whatever, but really, I am not. I don't find it morbid at all; rather, I think it is a great encouragement for me. It gives me a reason to live, to wake up everyday, and to do mundane things like studying when I don't feel like it. But this will be left for another day to discuss. ------------------------------------------------------- PeeS is on my bed. It's just so weird when she talks about her bf. Because he's called Jerald Tan, and my housemate is called Gerald Tan. -_- So she was saying, 'Jerald is really smart.' Me, 'Which Gerald?' PeeS, 'Jerald. Ok but Gerald is also very smart.' Hahaha. Ok this is very amusing. =D Anyways, come to think of it, almost all Gerald/Jerald are smart asses. If I had a dick, I might call myself Gerald/Jerald too so by implication, I might be smart.
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(no subject)	[Feb. 22nd, 2008\|06:30 pm]
Staying in a marriage out of obligation? That's no way to live. That's no way to love. Grey's Anatomy Just found out that my friend's parents are divorced, after being her classmate for 3 years. Before starting uni life, I always thought that divorces were quite rare. Now, it's everywhere. I don't know if it's the same in Singapore, but almost every other non-Singaporean here have divorced parents. What's wrong with this world? Why do people no longer stay in love?
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(no subject)	[Feb. 20th, 2008\|02:55 am]
The other day I was talking to someone about this couple, who got together really quickly. So I said, 'Love at first sight, what rubbish!' Him, 'You used to believe in that.' Me, 'Yeah. Then I met you.' Which was quite true to some sense I guess. I think people do change. And I have. Not exactly in the way that I want to, though. Certainly under influence to a certain extent. I used to believe in love at first sight, and hope that one day I might have the experience. Or that I might meet my knight in shining armour, who would keep me safe from harm. That I would be able to stroll down Thames River in my floral dress, in my old man's arms. Then I started to believe it was lust at first sight, not love, that makes people get together, fall for each other, then break up and seek for someone else because that feeling just cannot be sustained. The willingness to stay is less than that initial benefit of the shocking attraction in most cases. Forever after now lasts for that split second of attraction. Divorces seem even more common than marriages. The world is changing, and change need not always be for the better. Turning cynical, losing faith. I don't know what it means anymore. To love; to fall in love. Perhaps I have been out of love for too long to understand or feel it. Although there are good and bad points with this much more cynical view of life. It protects me from unwarranted dangers; but exposes me to unfeelingness and emptiness. It takes away hope and dreams; replacing it with weariness and insecurity. As I watched my friends get ready for the past Valentine's Day - hardwork, sleepless nights, planning, trying to make it a special day for their loved ones; I can't help but feel that it will all come crashing down one day, perhaps tomorrow, and feel sorry for them. Nor could I stop myself from thinking that they are really stupid. Then I see the girls who are just out there to use them, while the guys stupidly plunge into it, believing that ultimately they will get something in return more than just friendship and being used. I felt a need to run. Then there is the friend who repeatedly tells me negative things about it: about love and its non-existence. It's all about the money, and how it's not worth it. That girls are mere investments that you look at in terms of long-term or short-term returns. I feel really sad that people can actually go through life having relationships with that insincere notion in their minds. He's actually a really nice guy and a great friend; it's such a pity - if not for his warped sense of love, I think a lot of girls would actually go for him, given his intelligence and personality, if he was more sincere towards them rather than treat each one as just a passing phase, to be forgotten if the minimal effort put in did not reaped any rewards. I don't think any girl would appreciate knowing that they are short term investments. I have a personal conflict; half of me still believes in true love and that one day someone will love me for who I really am, and tries so hard to grab on to that fading belief, while the other half is starting to price everything in dollars and cents, slowly extinguishing any romantic beliefs that I once held. I think I just might die single and unloved, cynical and full of hate for the world. I am slowly bleeding away all sense of my initial beliefs and innocence. I need that sense of lightness and innocence back in my life. I need to believe again. Help. -------------------------------------------------------------------------- I had a revelation the other night when the lights blew and I was engulfed in darkness; alone and afraid. This is what it will be, isn't it? Perhaps in this darkness, I will find the light. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- I think I am more susceptible to pondering why the hell I am still single when I am pmsing. I think it's the hormones doing funny things. Really; during normal days, I would be perfectly fine with my wtf-still-single status, but when I am pmsing, I feel very irritated that I have been single and available with no suitors for the past 4 years. 4 years! If an island has had no rain for 4 years, it would already have turned into a bloody desert! It's really not that I am this greedy bitch who wants people to buy her diamonds and expensive things, or treat her to expensive dinners. I think I have enough brains of my own to afford all of those in the future, despite behaving like a true gold-digger. I'd be very happy if someone just gave me some chocolates every few days with a nice pink little handwritten note to remind me that they loved me. :D Though Royce or Godiva chocolates would make it all the better, but normal ones will do too. I think I'm potentially the cheapest gf on earth; I just need chocolate feeding every now and then, then feed an extra bit when I am pmsing. Oh, and a great big hug and some nice words when I'm down. That'll be nice! And my idea of a romantic gift is actually a nice potted plant. I kind of like the idea that 'our love will grow', despite all my friends thinking that the idea is really stupid. I mean, it's much better than a bunch of dead, uprooted flowers that will wilt in just a couple of days, right? Though, the potted plant in my hands would probably last about equally long as the dead ones. Or a bunch of chocolate flowers. So I can have my cake and eat it too! :D The only thing that I will not accept is a lesser man. I think it just might be the very last criteria that has been keeping this island arid. Alpha males do not go well with alpha females. :( ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Oh I have this sudden weakness for tea dresses. Could it be, I've been infected by the British fashion? Or perhaps, an attack of old age? ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- You know, when I get married, I'd like to have pretty cupcakes. :D Instead of a huge wedding cake, I'll have the cake stand layered with pretty little cupcakes all over it. :D There used to be this cake shop that makes really gorgeous cupcakes on Tottenham Court Road. I got a box of it last year for my birthday, thanks to all my housemates and the best buddy who remembered me standing outside the shop to gawp at it all the time, and I went back today to take a look at it again because I was feeling kind of grumpy but all the pretty cupcakes were gone! :( I felt so sad!!!
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(no subject)	[Feb. 20th, 2008\|01:00 am]
Just came back from Kent for a short 2-day trip to try out Bed & Breakfast in UK, something that I've wanted to do for sometime because I've always associated that with UK for some weird reason. Haven't been able to persuade anyone to go along with me, or if I do, most of the time it's just empty promises. Plus I was hoping having some fresh air would help with getting better. And to get out of London while everyone is having their Vday celebrations - it makes me feel depressed thinking that all the couples will break up very soon. It was quite boring actually; I guess because there were only rocks to see. I climbed roughly 3 hills to see rocks; don't really know how to appreciate rocks despite, or perhaps because of, all the years spent studying Geography. I do like sitting on top of the hill though, with the cool breeze against your face, with no worries. Except that I just might fall off the cliff and break my neck. Or I might accidentally push my friend over and I might get tried for murder and locked up for the rest of my life. Dinner there was quite nice; had Boullabaisse - a sort of seafood stew. Quite rare to have seafood in UK, so it was a nice change, although the restaurant didn't do it very well at the price that I paid for it. I also burnt myself sitting beside the restaurant's radiator. Seasides are also not the best place to be at during winter - so cold!!! I had to steal my friend's jacket for the whole of the next day so poor him was shivering the whole day, with no inner jacket, no gloves and no scarves. B&B was alright I guess; watched The Eye, the remake by Jessica Alba because there was nothing to do at night in a little town like that. I thought the scariest thing in the whole movie was her acting skills, or rather, the lack of. Hollywood should stop making remakes of chinese or japanese or korean or thai horror movies because they suck at it. Ok, maybe they should just stop making remakes altogether. And Jessica Alba should stick to making more babies because she doesn't make very good movies. Company was fine. Because I did most of the talking. Hahahaha. He was sort of quiet; so I entertained myself by talking rubbish and shopping and stuffing my face with food. Oh wells. I wonder when everyone will find out who the mysterious guy that I escaped to Kent with was. :P But he's really nice - he offered to get me flowers or get me lunch since it was Vday but I turned it down because I wanted the trip to be purely innocent and just two friends having a good time like girls always do when they're single on Vday. Still, it was a nice gesture and I really appreciated it. :) It's been so long since anyone's even offered!!!
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(no subject)	[Feb. 20th, 2008\|12:55 am]
Geri & Laopo! Haven't seen doc yet... Oops! Think it might just be pmsing + stress messing with my immune system. Urghs. Hates hates hates. But I'll be fine. Thanks for commenting!! :) Feel the lurvvve. :D I feel better already just knowing all of u care. :)
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(no subject)	[Feb. 18th, 2008\|11:04 am]
I'm being grumpy, moody, and fully pms-ly. I'm tired of the things people say and never do. I'm irritated at Ito's Lemma and the way I never concentrate. I'm hating myself for being stupid, irrational, and the fact that I'm a Type 2 consumer. Words with no meanings. Promises that never comes true. Laughter that knows no happiness. The blood that flows through and through. The silly thoughts. Entertained; mere illusions of the brain. Repeatedly. To kid not an innocent mind. Savaged with lies. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- I find it hard to keep promises to myself. I need more determination, more will power. A little more of everything that I am not. I wish that all I wanted was for the sun to rise tomorrow. A world without dreams. Without fears. Without fight. Without tears. Without love.
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(no subject)	[Feb. 11th, 2008\|11:57 am]
I just noticed that I'm getting random bruises again. Plus my hair is dropping out in clumps and thinning super rapidly. Together with the rash on my face reappearing. OMGOMGOMG. Contemplating whether to go visit the specialist or just go NHS for a blood checkup before I die. The former, I might become broke before I get any medicine. The latter, I might be dead before I even get to see the doctor. ARGH. Irritating. I wish it will just go away. :(
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(no subject)	[Feb. 11th, 2008\|12:00 am]
Anyway, I made cupcakes today! They turned out a little funny - I was too lazy to whip the flour manually, so I used a blender instead but it chopped up the raspberries inside which was supposed to be baked whole, so the cupcakes turned purple, instead of being cream color like it was meant to be. It tastes fine though - I thought it was edible. Of course, it wasn't the best cupcakes around but I think for my first try, it was not too bad. The things I turn to doing when I am feeling bored.
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(no subject)	[Feb. 9th, 2008\|11:48 pm]
I want to eat Nian Gao. I need it. Oh yummy, sticky nian gao fried in a thin layer of batter. Hot, droopy, sweet-as-sugar in your mouth. Yum. I cannot concentrate while thinking about Nian Gaos. :( Somebody bring my momma here so she can fry me a big plate of Nian Gao. :( I remember after CNY, my house will have a lot of Nian Gaos left over from prayers and Mummy would fry them in light batter and I'll just sit in the kitchen, eating them up right after she lifts them off the frying pan. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ I wish for peace, laughter, ambition, the strength to fight for the things that I want and need in my life, and the strength to fight against the people and whatever that comes in the way. A little word of wisdom for a special person. Don't fight fire with fire. Douse her fucking face with Carbon Dioxide. :D ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I am feeling a little lonely; Gerald's friend's been here for a week so I havent really had anyone to talk to at home, or eat dinner with because they go out for dinner almost every night (without bringing me boohoo). I have to finish all the random food that we bought for dinner even though I don't really want to eat them; I only ate them because they are spoiling and I hate wasting food - I think if you waste food, you'll starve in later stages of your life. When they're finally home, nobody talks to me too, or Gerald will be looking at his computer while replying to me in random bits. Plus everyone in Singapore is out for CNY visiting, so noone is online for me to talk to. The person I always chat to online is in a bad mood, so he's ignoring me. The other person I chat to online is going out with me next week, so I'm trying not to talk to him too much so that we can have more things to say when I'm stucked with him in a hotel room. I can't wait for next week where I go for some sight seeing in the Countryside! :D Plus get away from the silence that is increasingly deafening. Gerald's friends makes me feel so jealous. Not because they're spending time with him, d'oh! But because they're so rich. Always talking about having this uncle being the manager at this bank. Or the father owning a large organisation. So what! Bloody hell, I got my internship with no connections, no daddy pulling strings, no one to teach me finance or how to mingle with rich old men; hurh! I'm suddenly feeling damn power. Hahahahaha! I'm going crazy with the silence. :P Oh and I'm intensely persuading this primary school classmate of mine to come to London for his studies. It'll be so cool; he's already been accepted by 2 unis in UK so I think he stands a good chance to come to my school too! Although I'd have graduated when he comes in September. He used to sit beside me and I would beat him up whenever I need his homework or need him to do something for me. Ahhh, the violence in me started so far back. But it'll be great to have an old friend here to keep me company, and I can so tell he's still the same old all-obliging person I used to know. :D
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(no subject)	[Feb. 7th, 2008\|12:36 am]
HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR! GONG XI FA CAI! NIAN NIAN YOU YU! XING XIANG SHI CHENG! WAN SHI RU YI! HONG BAO?!
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Sexy is a state of Mind	[Feb. 2nd, 2008\|02:05 pm]
(picture credit to Glam UK) There's always some girls that a lot of guys think are hot. But when scrutinised by a girl, they really are quite ugly, or to be fair, not that outstanding. Seriously, I could think of so many girls who don't deserve that many suitors, nor that many praises. They don't have outstanding features, nor exceedingly voluptuous, but natural, assets to boast of. Neither do they have astounding wits nor intelligence. So what is it that gives them the right to be fawned upon by so many men? Is there really a dichotomy between men and women's views of true beauty? On deeper thought, I have come to the conclusion that these women are not beautiful; they are simply hot, sexy or even sensual, which arises simply from the fact that they are highly confident individuals. Most of them don't have true beauty, but their sense of confidence makes them stand out in the crowd, to be noticed by people around them and therefore rendered hot. Mind you, I think sluttiness is also a form of confidence; despite the fact that I really despise sluts, I have to concede that they have a lot of confidence in order to flirt or rub their bodies against another man. Me? I'm too scared or afraid that they will be 1) squashed by me, 2) feel my love handles, 3) scream out in fear and ask me if I was going to kill them. I'm also quite obsessed with the appearance of cellulite on my body, and I am mortally afraid that the table lamp on my table is producing so much uv-rays that I might get skin cancer by the time I graduate from sitting under it so much. On the other hand, there are a lot of beautiful or gorgeous women, who never made it to men's praises. It's really a vicious cycle; because the women are confident, men gives praises, they get more confident, thus more men gives praises. On the other hand, the beautiful women are not so confident, no one notices them so no one gives them praises, they lose even more confidence, then even less people will think of them as beautiful. The greatest problem is that it's not always easy to gain confidence; it's not a product that can be suddenly produced in truckloads at the press of a button. It takes time, and a lot of determination to get there; while a little setback, or in this case, a nasty or derogatory comment, could send a person running right back into the shelter where they tried so hard to get out from. So do be nice to the people around you. Trying.
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So I am Bimbotic, But hey that's me.	[Feb. 1st, 2008\|02:23 am]
My Blog's a happier place these days, isn't it? :D Perhaps because I have turned to intensive mugging, so instead of going out shopping, I have been sitting at my desk studying, with the only entertainment that I allow myself being the laptop and the wonderful world of internet. Unlike men, no, I don't use it to surf porn. More lusts - chocolate decadence. No it's not edible. It's actually makeup, in different colours to conceal different imperfections. Don't they just look so yummy? I can so see my housemate rolling his eyes as I say this. Thankfully, I'm smart enough not to say it to his face. I have to hide in my room to read Glamour so he won't laugh. :( No, she's not me. I have not suddenly lost 20kg. So don't start panicking yet. Anyhows, I just wanted to point out, that the dress costs US$436. I could easily make a replica out of my bath towel, why the hell would anyone want to pay US$436 for this piece of cloth??!! The only thing I can't replicate is her body, and sadly, that doesn't come with the price tag of US$436 either. Business strategy of the new generation. Put someone damn gorgeous and sexy in any piece of cloth, and multiply the price of the item by 100.
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(no subject)	[Feb. 1st, 2008\|02:12 am]
I will happily rob a bank for one of these. I just drool thinking about it. But on the other hand, I don't think it'd be much use robbing banks. They seem to be poor enough without me robbing them. Sigh, please get well soon, my dear economy.
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Last Day of January 2008

[Jan. 31st, 2008|11:05 pm]

Something meaningful to end the month with.

Once upon a time there were two good friends. One was a pencil and one was a rubber. They went everywhere with each other and always worked hard together. The pencil had a duty to write, and so it wrote down everything it could, all the time. The rubber had a duty to erase and so whatever the pencil wrote it always erased.

Time passed by and everything went on in this way, until one day the pencil said to his friend, “I cannot stay with you anymore.” His friend asked why. The pencil then said, “Whenever I write anything, you just erase it right away.” The rubber said, “Friend, this is my job, it is not my fault.” From there on they went their separate ways.

The time passed by and the pencil began miswriting. The beautiful writing became untidy, and this made him think of his old friend, the rubber. As for the rubber, he was delighted that he didn’t have any more work to be getting on with. However, soon he came to feel that, as there was nothing to erase, his life had become meaningless, and so he thought of his old friend, the pencil.

Then one day they ran into each other again, quite by chance. They decided there and then that each was no use without the other, and so started to work together again. The pencil only wrote sparingly and wrote only that which was good. In the same way the rubber only erased those mistakes that his friend had made. In the same way is a pencil compared to memory (perception). At first it remembers everything, good or bad, but later it is trained to remember only that which is good.

A rubber is compared to letting go (forgetting). At first, it forgets everything, good or bad; when it lets go of everything, it loses everything, nothing is left, not even the good. But later it is trained to let go of only that which is bad. As a pair, wherever they went they were a success. The pencil remembered the good and the rubber erased the bad. If we can train our mind in such a way, we can experience the benefits too.

The mind is like a door which is opened and closed all the time; we have to know when we must open and close it. It is broad and unlimited; we can learn and imprint everything on our mind. It is like a blackboard or chalkboard or green-board on which we can mark everything and in the same way, we can erase whatever is useless and dirty, as illustrated by this story. To learn everything open-mindedly, seeing good as good, seeing bad as bad and then remembering the good things and forgetting (letting go of) the bad things, forgiving each other and sharing good experiences, this is wonderful teaching to share, so that now we can open our mind door to learn and to let go.

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