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Sunday, October 31, 2004 Thank you baby, for your thoroughly unexpected visit yesterday, bringing with you a sweetness greater than the apple turnover thoughtfully provisioned for my lunch. I love you.In the midst of last minute chao-mugging I've come to realize how different a life I lead compared top my only recently-gone friends overseas. However subconsciously, it alienates me from them. In terms of experience, in terms of emotion. I know you guys don't mean it, but it happens everytime you say (and I imply) "I guess so and so and I are in the same position so we understand each other better (than we can understand you, or you us. That's why we talk to each other, and not to you.)". And I don't know what I'll ever make of myself. Of course it would be nice to get to go overseas, to a good school, and make up for the impending 3 and a half years of lost time by doing my masters'. But getting into a good school is contingent upon getting top results. I know it's only my first semester, and it's only all just begun, but I'm not terribly optimistic as it is. I know I can't compare with others in other schools, what with different grading standards, grade inflation and the like, but it does make me feel stupid. I'm here, and I can't even do well. Again, as the Chinese would have it, mei you lian. Stupid self-pity. Drags me down to depths hitherto unknown. *sighs* Here's to us, left behind. *lifts a glass* Cheers. I'm Still Here ::Vertical Horizon:: I found the pieces in my hand They were always there It just took some time for me to understand You gave me words I just can't say So if nothing else I'll just hold on while you drift away Cause everything you wanted me to hide Is everything that makes me feel alive The cities grow the rivers flow Where you are I'll never know But I'm still here If you were right and I was wrong Why are you the one who's gone And I'm still here I'm still here You've seen the ashes in my heart You smile the widest when I cry inside and my insides blow apart I try to wear another face Just to make you proud Just to make you put me in my place But everything you wanted from me Is everything that I could never be The cities grow the rivers flow Where you are I'll never know But I'm still here If you were right and I was wrong Why are you the one who's gone And I'm still here Maybe tonight it's gonna be alright I will get better Maybe today it's gonna be okay I will remember I held the pieces of my soul I was shattered And I wanted you to come and make me whole Then I saw you yesterday But you didn't notice You just walked away Cause everything you wanted me to hide Is everything that makes me feel alive The cities grow the rivers flow Where you are I'll never know But I'm still here If you were right and I was wrong Why are you the one who's gone And I'm still here The lights go out the bridges burn Once you go you can't return But I'm still here Remember how you used to say I'd be the one to run away But I'm still here I'm still here Viv wished for the moon @ 9:25 PM OH help! I messed up the HTML on the side bar and I don't know how to bring it back into one nice neat skinny column...SOS!! :S *fiddles with it a tad and gives up* Viv wished for the moon @ 9:18 PM Friday, October 29, 2004 Ben and the Blue Martini Boys. I dunno, doesn't it sound like a cool name for a band? I know there's a group called Pink Martini so this is a derivation.1. Presentation and project crashed and burned big time but it's over. I shudder to recall, I honestly will be very, very thankful if we can PASS. Lecturer kept furrowing her brow and looking very confused as we kept talking. Not a good sign. Feel icky inside but there's nothing to be done. A learning experience with lessons you remember but which you must move on from. Now, exams to focus on. NEXT WEEK!! And tomorrow is the "surprise birthday party" for my dad, and my mum is cooking up a storm. I feel really bad for her so I'm going to be helping too, so that's Saturday pretty much gone. Oh and why surprise party in inverted commas? Cuz I'm not sure if if telling your wife, "Dear, I would like to have a surprise party on Saturday with some friends from church" really classifies as a surprise party after that. So well, we're all playing along, ja. 2. I am in love with Yahoo! Launchcast Radio. And consequently, 3. I am in love with their Adult Alternative radio station. All the songs of my favourite artists without the stress of the very very noisy music that I have to put up with on their CDs just to get to the nicer songs. Why can't acoustic rock artists just stick to acoustic rock on their albums and nix the hard rock head-banging stuff? It's so incongruous! INCONGRUOUS! Big word for the day! And as further consequence, 4. I am in love with Switchfoot's I Dare You to Move. The chorus is so soulful. The lyrics are nothing out of the ordinary but because it has such a sweeping, moving chorus and they're a Christian band, the lyrics merit a showing here! I Dare You to Move ::Switchfoot:: Welcome to the planet Welcome to existence Everyone's here Everybody's watching you now Everybody waits for you now What happens next I dare you to move I dare you to move I dare you to lift yourself up off the floor I dare you to move I dare you to move Like today never happened Today never happened before Welcome to the fallout Welcome to resistence The tension is here Between who you are and you could be Between how it is and how it should be Maybe redemption has stories to tell Maybe forgiveness is right where you fell Where can you run to escape from yourself? Where you gonna go? Where you gonna go? Salvation is here And in case I don't see ya...good afternoon, good evening and good night.*bows, exeunt stage right* Viv wished for the moon @ 2:24 AM Friday, October 22, 2004 Whee, I've made a new wallpaper. Check it out: http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/11635292/Whee! Shit I really haven't been studying. Just lost 2 good hours or so. *Cries* Bad! Bad bad! Bad, naughty Zoot! *ahem* I'm getting a little beyond myself there. I disappear now, and one hundred points and a GOLD STAR if you can be the first to guess what movie that line came from! (Gooshyfood, Janice, Karin, Galen, Pak and Wenyu BANNED from answering this question! :P ) Viv wished for the moon @ 9:31 AM Thursday, October 21, 2004 Guess what, I have a Biore Pore Pack strip on my nose! It's been ages since I've had one on and it feels a little strange. But I just noticed my nose has been rather blackheady lately and it needed some good lovin'. And plus, Biore's desperate (confound it all, I misspelt it at first...terribul!) attempt to revitalize the product means that now they've got this spiffy new aromatherapy formula to soothe and regenerate your senses or something. This one's called Yuza Orange and is supposed to give me energy. It's understandable that I chose this for the particular time. Ok I think it's been on a bit long, it's getting uncomfortably stiff on my nose. Ciao.10 minutes later OWWW. Nose a bit on the tender side. Seems I stuck that thing down too well. It ended up taking off a lot of the tiny little hairs that grow from my cheek pores and a respectable number of blackheads. Hurrah! Shiny, albeit somewhat tender and red, nose!! *beams* Ugh. Back to desperately trying to study for exams. Viv wished for the moon @ 8:20 AM Wednesday, October 20, 2004 Yup. Man, that does it. Chain mail is the new superstition of our otherwise enlightened era. It would make for interesting psychological study, non? All that computer mediated communication stuff. I've got it coming out of my ears but I gotta keep at it. Need stuff for lit review for communication research project or we're toast, dudes.Anyway, proof of above hypothesis: "Send out this story to 100 people in 5 minutes and your love life will be wonderful and Johnny Depp will drop by on your doorstep and present you with a bouquet of flowers." (last bit my own personalized touch. I'd like that, anyhow. :P) "Caution!!! Failure to send this to anyone will result in the worst time of your life. Your crush will hate you, your colleagues will ostracize you and you will be killed by a falling piano and a rabid cat that bites your little pinky." (Ditto.) After that little philosophic note... ARRRRGH WHERE DID ALL MY TIME GO??? 2 WEEKS TO EXAMS????!?!?! I WANT MY LIFE BACK!!!!!!!! *pants, calms down* It's the typical "I'm stressed because I don't feel very stressed" syndrome that simultaneously borders on "Crap, how am I supposed to cram a semester's work into a matter of weeks when I have a project due next week as well??" and "aaaaGGGGGGhhhh maKE it STOOPPPPPP make It stoP maKE iT gO aWaaaY!!!!!!"I mean, have you ever had those days? Shyte. Or as my baby would say, Shiezer. I dunno, it's meant to rhyme with "Pfiezer" and sounds all Germanic an' stuff. Another fancy word for Shit. I think I got the spelling wrong. Shiezer? Shyzer? Shieser? Comm Research test was a bust-up...I thought I studied hard for it and I think I'm still gonna do like crap. Not too good for the self esteem department. Strange that I get my best art ideas when I'm supposed to be worrying about exam-y things. :( Will tell you folks more about it later, if we ever do get this project off the runway. Stay tuned. If I'm still alive at the end of this. Somethin good cooking downstairs, I can smell it. I'S HUNGRY!!!!! Viv wished for the moon @ 7:03 AM Thursday, October 14, 2004 Check out my new hairdo. Finally, I have one that I can truly be proud of. Kinda like Macy Gray meets Kelis meets, like, dumb looking Asian kid.
Ha! Stop hyperventilating, I'm just kidding! ^_^ Makeover courtesy of lhj.com! 
On a more realistic note, these are two hairstyles I'm contemplating. But argh. Don't I have like work to do or something?? 
(I think the second one looks a bit Kirsten Dunst-ish, from Mona Lisa Smile. Ya think? Love the hair? SHOUT OUT! Hate it? ALSO SHOUT OUT!!) New art at Deviantart site, BTW. Checkitoutcheckitoutcheckitoutdaaaaaaaaaaaawg. Better hunker down to writing that article...it's due tomorrow! Argh!!! Argh!! Arggggh!!!!! *runs around in circles and then curls up into a little ball on the floor, sucking thumb* Viv wished for the moon @ 8:50 AM Wednesday, October 13, 2004 I've been drifting on and off this blog...can't be helped for now. Not much motivation to keep at it. Exams are half a month away and I just can't get into the mood, even though I know I probably have a lot more material to go through than I think I do. Disturbing.107 Basic Media Writing article unwritten as of yet, I have the interviews done though. Topic thorougly uninspiring but no time to change anymore, it's due this Friday. But it's utterly dull. Oh well. One word. SPIN. And check out new haunt: http://www.lazylaces.com ! Cool flash games and animation stuff abounds. And I've just discovered the wonders of Domo Kun. Must grab wallpaper...so cool!! Better go do some studying, to make myself feel better before I go to sleep. Argh. Why the hell are my feet so damned itchy?????!? Nyargh! I think there's bugs under thar computer! *Scratches frenziedly* If you're wondering why I'm online now it's cuz I was supposed to be doing another interview late at night but I decided it's an interview I don't quite need. So I may do without it. Unless I start to realize my article is really tear-inducingly boring and needs some pepping up. I hardly think an additional interview will do the trick though. Perhaps including a slow-mo capture of cheerleaders in mid jump is in order. Eh heh heh. Derangement setting in. Is derangement even a word?? Ahrunno! Viv wished for the moon @ 1:18 PM Monday, October 11, 2004 I close my eyes, and once more I am in the shadeof a distant orchard. I recall the taste of a kiss, long forgotten ripened and bittersweet as summer wine. It lingers on my tongue, and I long for it back. Viv wished for the moon @ 8:41 AM Tuesday, October 05, 2004 Been wanting to look up the lyrics of this song for ages but never got round to it. So here it is, first in French (because I think it sounds way more elegant) and then so that everybody can understand it, les anglais.Swinging Belleville Rendez-vous ::From the animated picture Les Triplettes de Belleville:: FRENCH J'veux pas finir mes jours à Tombouctou La peau tirée par des machines à clous Moi je veux être fripée Triplement fripée Fripée comme une Triplette de Belleville J'veux pas finir ma vie à Acapulco Danser toute raide avec des gigolos Moi je veux être tordue Triplement tordue Balancée comme une Triplette de Belleville (Allez les filles!) Refrain: Swinging Belleville rendez-vous Marathon dancing doop dee doop Vaudou Cancan balais taboo Au Belleville swinging rendez-vous J'veux pas finir ma vie à Singapour Jouer au dico manger des petits fours Moi j'veux être zidiote Triplement zidiote Gondolée comme une Triplette de Belleville J'veux pas finir ma vie à Honolulu Chanter comme un zoiseau ça n'se fait plus Je veux ma voix brisée Triplement brisée Swinguer comme une Triplette de Belleville Refrain J'pourrai finir ma vie à Katmandou C'est bien plus doux de faire des rimes en “dou“ Mais je veux être givrée (Hop!) Triplement Givrée (Hop Hop!) Et swinguer comme les Tripletes de Belleville (Allez les filles!) Refrain + Solo + Refrain Swinging Belleville Rendez-vous ::From the animated motion picture Les Triplettes de Belleville:: ENGLISH I won’t finish my life in Timbuktu Cheeks so tight my lips are turning blue I'd like to be wrinkled Utterly wrinkled Wrinkled like a Triplet from Belleville Don’t want to wind my days in Acapulco Stiff as a board dancing tango-tango I'd love to be twisted Utterly twisted Twisted like a Triplet from Belleville (Come on Girls!) Refrain: Swinging Belleville rendez-vous Marathon dancing doop dee doop Vaudou Cancan balais taboo Au Belleville swinging rendez-vous I won’t be an old man in Singapore Playing scrabble and eating petits-fours I want to be wicked, Utterly wicked, Wicked like the Triplets from Belleville I don’t want to end my life in Honolulu Singing like a bird in an ormolu I want to be as rough Every bit as rough Rough, rough as a Triplet from Belleville Refrain I won’t finish my days in Miami Beach Sweating my heart stalking like an old bitch I’d like to be flying (Hop!) Utterly flying (Hop! Hop!) Flying like a Triplet from Belleville Don’t mind ending my life in Katmandu Signing with a sitar and a guru But I’d prefer to be Much prefer to be Swinging with the Triplets from Belleville (Come on Girls!) Refrain + Solo + Refrain Viv wished for the moon @ 8:08 AM Monday, October 04, 2004 Thanks, baby, for the song. It was truly very lovely! *Mows, rolls around* Whee!! 'UV YOU!!Blogging in full view of the teacher during lecture and having them think you're taking notes is curiously exhilerating. And whee, wireless working! But it's guzzling battery like nobody's business. Song song song!!! I haven't been putting up songs lately. There's a lot of good stuff I've listened to lately. So some of it HERE! Naked ::The Goo Goo Dolls:: Yeah I'm fadin ' And I call out No one hears me Never been never felt never thought I'd say a word Weighed Down Safe Now You're naked inside your fear You can't take back all those years The shots in the dark from empty guns Are never heard by anyone Never heard by anyone Yeah I'm hiding in the fallout Now I'm wasted They don't need me don't want me don't hear a word I say Weighed Down Safe Now You're naked inside your fear You can't take back all those years Shots in the dark from empty guns Are never heard by anyone Never heard by anyone Inside your head No one's there And I don't think I'll ever be And I don't care You're naked inside your fear You can't take back all those years The shots in the dark from empty guns Are never heard by anyone And I think this song is soooo cute. The MTV's kinda skanky though. But hey, it's about my birth year! Evidently 1985 is truly old enough to be immortalized in song. Kinda makes you feel a little antiquated. Now where are my dentures? *wobbles off* 1985 ::Bowling for Soup:: Woohoo Woohoo Debbie just hit the wall She never had it all One Prozac a day Husbands a CPA Her dreams went out the door When she turned twenty four Only been with one man What happen to her plan? She was gonna be an actress She was gonna be a star She was gonna shake her ass On the hood of White Snake’s car Her yellow SUV is now the enemy Looks at her average life And nothing has been alright Springstein, Madonna Way before Nirvana There was U2 and Blondie And music still on MTV Her two kids in high school They tell her that she’s uncool But she still preoccupied With 19, 19, 1985 Woohoo (1985) Woohoo She's seen all the classics She knows every line Breakfast Club, Pretty in Pink Even Saint Elmo's Fire She rocked out to wham Not a big Limp Bizkit fan Thought she’d get a hand On a member of Duran Duran Where’s the mini-skirt made of snake skin And who’s the other guy singing in Van Halen When did reality become T.V. What ever happen to sitcoms, game shows (on the radio there was) Springstein, Madonna Way before Nirvana There was U2 and Blondie And music still on MTV Her two kids in high school They tell her that she’s uncool But she still preoccupied With 19, 19, 1985 Woohoo She hates time make it stop When did Motley Crew become classic rock? And when did Ozzy become an actor? Please make this stop Stop! And bring back Springstein, Madonna Way before Nirvana There was U2 and Blondie And music still on MTV Her two kids in high school They tell her that she’s uncool But she still preoccupied With 1985 Springstein, Madonna Way before Nirvana There was U2 and Blondie And music still on MTV Her two kids in high school They tell her that she’s uncool But she still preoccupied With 19, 19, 1985 Viv wished for the moon @ 1:56 AM Saturday, October 02, 2004 And on a final note, I sooooo want to customize some clothes item to have an X-force decal on it. Like the back of a jacket, or a temporary tattoo, or a nail art design, or something! It's so friggin' slick. X-Force! X-Force! X-Force! I have been suckered in!Viv wished for the moon @ 10:08 AM Still in love with all your sins, where you stop and I begin. Annoying cough! Well not technically cough, it's nasal drip. And for the technically uninformed, the jist of that is that the mucus from my perpetual sinus problem is dripping down into my throat and giving me phlegm which I am hacking up all over the place like a sick cat. *haaawwk* But see, I'm not technically sick, and it's a concept I'm having a hard time explaining to all concerned but uninformed schoolmates who tell me, a million times over, "You sound like you're gonna die. Have you seen a doctor?" Arrrrgh!!!! YES I HAVE seen a doctor and I'm still like this, it's not like I'm coughing continuously to improve my pitch and to make it into a coughing choir! Sorry...I know they're well-meant but it just gets to me to have to constantly explain my situation. Oh well. What to do? Luckily I supplement my existence by painting my toenails in PRETTY COLOURS! Metallic orangey reddy brown with a green decal on each big toe. I'm such a big girl, and I'm so proud of myself. *Wiggles tootsies* Whee. I think I inhaled a tad more top coat fumes than was probably good for me. Ugh. Whee! Viv wished for the moon @ 10:02 AM |
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Head in the clouds Vivienne Wong was hatched on the 12th of June 1985 and hails from Singapore, which contrary to popular belief, is not a colony of Japan. Formerly of Raffles Girls' Primary and Secondary School and then of Hwa Chong Junior College's Humanities Scheme, she is currently readjusting herself to the finer points of academia (read: she hasn't studied in ages and is really overworked) in her 2nd year at Nanyang Technological University Communication Studies. However she is currently spending the semester on the snowy plains of Ithaca College, New York, and lovin' it. Otherwise, she likes talking about herself in the third person, drawing, acting, comics, watching cartoons, eating Italian food, light rock, Irish music, Broadway tunes, acoustic guitar riffs, drawing some more and singing loudly in the bathroom. On the other hand, she dislikes unmotivated people, afternoon naps, the conventional, and people who are either smelly or wearing clothes too tight for them so that they end up bulging. Contactable here.
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