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Thursday, February 25, 2010
it's a quarter after one...

There are probably other similar-sounding songs out there but this one does stand out.. Something about it that I can't pinpoint.




Another shot of whiskey, can't stop looking at the door
Wishing you'd come sweeoing in the way you did before
And I wonder if I ever cross your mind
For me it happens all the time

It's a quarter after one, I'm a little drunk and I need you now
Said I wouldn't call but I lost all control and I need you now
And I don't know how I can do without
I just need you now


[[.ran.]] 11:39 pm

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Monday, February 22, 2010

“Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp, or what's a heaven for?”

Ah suddenly I feel a liiiitle bit inspired..


[[.ran.]] 7:50 pm

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Sunday, February 21, 2010
flyyyy

Feb is really a short month, it's the last week of the month again and month end is coming up again. My gosh!
Oh ya, also the last week of "freedom" before big boss comes back from his vacation. Better treasure the remaining time!

Anyways, got sprung a surprise by Etienne yesterday in class, but it was not so bad. I had to re-read the entire thing thrice to understand what was being said but yeah, I guess it's not so bad. Still in 2 minds whether I should turn up next week? lol...

Tmr I should head to pilates.. Haven't been in the class for 2 or 3 weeks, I can feel my arms becoming flabby after all the CNY feasting I swear.. And time to step up on the running too, been too lenient with myself these 2 months. Not good.


[[.ran.]] 10:44 pm

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Saturday, February 20, 2010

In e words of an infinitely wiser friend-
"I've only got 1 word for u babe. 1 word, 3 letters: m-e-n".


[[.ran.]] 4:35 am

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What could be an unpredictable friday is turning out pretty well after all..
Jap dinner, wine along Evans rd, butter w a bunch of ppl I dunoe.. This is how Fridays shd be like.. I did enjoy myself :)

Anw I like iPhone, it lets me blog on e go. Yay to that..


[[.ran.]] 1:20 am

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Tuesday, February 16, 2010



Love the compilations in this one.. Happy belated V-day y'all..


[[.ran.]] 6:46 pm

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Sunday, February 14, 2010
new start

Been playing around with the new phone for the past day and there is one feature that hmmm, I am a tad disappointed with. It's not a key feature but to me, it's... lacking. It's that there are some quirky funny sentimental smses by the original senders that were stored on my sim card but they can't be read when I put the sim card into the iphone.. It's quite sad cos I'd love to keep those smses, they bring back so much memories.

Admittedly, some of the smses, I should have deleted long ago, or maybe I shouldn't think of bringing them over to the iphone, but then I still feel a bit upset that I'm really just gonna lose all these smses, never to see them again.
Yes I can send them to another number and resend them back to myself, but it's not gonna show the original senders' names anymore. It's different...

Looks like iphone is forcing me to make a whole new start to my year.. Is that good or not? Hmmmmm..


[[.ran.]] 2:02 am

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Thursday, February 11, 2010
my new indulgence

Meet the latest member of my gadgets family..



Yes, yes, like finally I went to buy myself a new phone after 4 years. That, plus mio tv to boot! Yay for 2010/2011 football! Damnit if the world is to end in 2012, at least we're subscribed to english football and we own an iphone!!

Come to think of it, that's about the only gadget I own.
Unless u count a scratched and dented 2GB, 3-yr-old Creative Zen Neeon as a uhm, gadget....


[[.ran.]] 11:33 pm

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Wednesday, February 10, 2010




Back on the train
I asked why did I come again
Can I confess
I've been hanging around your old address
The years have proved
To offer nothing since you moved

You're long gone
I can't move on
And I miss you
Like the desserts miss the rain

Step off the train
I'm walking down your street again
Past your door
I guess you don't live there anymore


[[.ran.]] 11:39 pm

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Monday, February 08, 2010
oskar schindler

Out of the blue, I went to re-watch Schindler's List. I remembered watching it in secondary school but I couldn't appreciate it then. This time, towards the end of the movie, I was crying like no other. It's so... touching. Especially the part where he said "I could have saved 1 more life- but I didn't. I didn't." Omg the tears just took a life of their own..


[[.ran.]] 1:29 am

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Sunday, February 07, 2010
sweet dreams



Every night I rush to my bed
With hopes that maybe I'll get a chance to see you
When I close my eyes I'm going out of my head
Lost in a fairytale
Can you hold my hand and be my guide

You could be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare
Either way I don't wanna wake up from you

My guilty pleasure I ain't going nowhere
Baby as long as you're here I'll be floating on air
You could be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare
Either way I don't wanna wake up from you


[[.ran.]] 1:13 am

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Thursday, February 04, 2010
Gaga with Elton

À deux pas d'ici, j'habite - peut-être est-ce ailleurs ?
Je ne reconnais plus ma vie, parfois je me fais peur
Je vis dans un monde qui n'existe pas
Sans toi, je ne suis plus tout à fait moi

À deux pas d'ici, j'ai égaré ce que j'étais
Oh non ne me dit rien, ni la photo sur mes papiers
On peut bien m'appeler, un tel ou un tel
Sans toi, peu n'importe qui m'appelle


Oh well.. on a totally different note, I think this year's Grammy's was quite boring? I think it speaks a lot (or very little, depends on how you see it) when the winner of "Album of the Year" is... Taylor Swift?! Seriously?!?! Is that girl any good at all? C'mon there must be TONS of better albums out there!

The live performances are not so good as well.. Gone are the days where the Philharmonic Orchestra would collaborate with true artistes and bring out some of the most memorable Grammy performances. Instead now we get Jonas Brothers and Miley Cyrus (again, seriously?!?!) prancing around.

The Andrea Bocelli (love him) and Mary J Blige collaboration (they sang "Bridge over troubled waters" as a tribute to those affected by the Haiti earthquake) had the potential to be a really great performance but somehow I felt MJB sounded a bit off pitch and the song really wasn't that suited for Andrea Bocelli. His vocals are gorgeous, just that this song doesn't bring out his true ability. Just listen to him singing that vs him singing "Vivo Per Lei" or "Con Te Partiro" or even "Besame Mucho". I just don't get the same shivers..


So I gotta say, the most entertaining performance came from the most unlikely of pairings- Lady Gaga with Sir Elton John. Classic.




[[.ran.]] 1:26 am

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Monday, February 01, 2010
limits

Just last night, at the spur of the moment, totally unplanned, I thought I'd do something to test my limits again.
Maybe it's the fact that I can just do this unplanned, maybe it also indicates that my limit this time is much higher? I think so. Though in truth, I've been toying with the idea for some time but never did get down to doing it cos I couldn't find a good enough excuse to.

I wonder, each time I push my emotional and mental limits, do they really go higher? Does my tolerance get better? I'm kind of getting a bit addicted to pushing my limits, just to see how far I can go before I feel pain. Physical, emotional, mental, everything.
I like being at that tipping point where I know I'm almost nearing the limit, but I convince myself to go a bit further, to hurt a bit more. Sometimes it really hurts, but most times the pain is only temporary anyway. So I push and I push and I push somemore and sometimes, tears stream out of my eyes but everytime, I come away awash with new sensations and if I'm really lucky, I walk away feeling refreshed and reconnected.

It's not really just adrenaline that I'm looking for, elsewise I would've been bungee jumping and rollercoastering (hate it) and skydiving.. It's something else. Je ne sais quoi, I don't know what but I know it's out there and I'm always tempted to reach at it.


[[.ran.]] 11:53 pm

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