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The only thing i enjoy doing with my blog now is changing its skin, how sad.

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That's what i have been doing this few days, junk-reading.

Movie reviews. Ikea catalogues. Lopsided romances. Vodka recipes. And so forth.

Stories of love and wasting that leaves my skin tingling.

As usual, a new post with a new skin. I was reading a magazine and to my surprise, on the column where they put travel recommendations, they were talking about Singapore!

They introduced some mysterious and exotic-sounding places like uh Sultan Road (cant remember) and inserted some scenic pictures of beaches. What really caught my eye was when the columnist gushed about kaya toast. Actually, the writer did not even write kaya toast, it was "bread with coconut jam" instead. I never knew that kaya is called coconut jam. Kaya is a jam???
LOL Waves of groggy-ness are hitting me. Argh, i still have much to complete. I need to find time for a lot of things. My weekend homework to-do list always seems to be morbidly long. Of course teachers gives us reasonable deadlines. However with all teachers giving deadlines, some a little earlier and some a little later than others, we end up having a packed week or so that is full of things to hand up.

I think a common feature in blogs of people our age is that our accounts of our normal daily lives are usually more glittery and glamourous than the truth, in varying degrees depending on the writer. Well i do that sometimes and there's nothing wrong with that i suppose, but after looking around some blogs it really amuses me. Not that their lives are not interesting, after all i cannot claim to know all the details about the things that happened to them and the emotions that went through them when they experienced the event. Just that the ways of description is simply so, similar, among all the blogs. All of them seem to scream "My life is sooooo exciting". But like i said, it's a common feature, and so there's really nothing wrong. It's the festive season once again. I think no matter what, being a Chinese makes me feel that CNY holds a lot of significance compared to the 2008 to 2009 jump. The writing of a different number in the year is indeed more tangible, but CNY relates better to the emotional part of me, that a new year has truly arrived.

There is really quite a lot of homework, which is annoying as i yearn to slack my Chinese New Year holidays off. The IH sia brings me ineffable agony each time i think of it. I have no will to start on it.








I want to wake up every morning to warm light-yellow and white sunshine with peace and fulfillment in my soul and read charming vignettes of perfume, shampoo and breakfast cereal for pleasure. I really like this song "Haru Haru" by Korean group Big Bang. The MV was totally emo and the storyline of it a little cliche but i think the lyrics of the song were quite nice, simple and straightforward.

I didnt find out much about the members of Big Bang, they just look emo in the MV too, with eyeliner and tattoos.

Korean songs have the habit of adding some pieces of broken English into the lyrics, which can be quite a put-off sometimes but in certain songs they somehow bring out the meaning of the song pretty nicely.

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