Enlightenment and self-pity are just 1cm away. Heaven and hell are also 1cm away.

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and they inevitably function as the best neighbours on earth :)

I just totally can't wait for shit work to start in sept. How exciting can life get.

Well. We shall see.

(ONE)

Someone really nice and important bought me a hyper active hamster today. and i am very flabbergasted and high on that.
(TWO)

I was dancing and giggling in walas with a new interesting friend today. and i am feeling all rosy and jovial now.

(THREE)

I can finally have a sound slumber tonight. great :)

Someone with common sense should know that you must not dance too vigorously after a new navel piercing.

I have no common sense, and that's why my navel is so endangered right now.

Why apply facial cream on the nostril entrance for your boy on the train?

He does not look handicapped.

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Why allow your boy to lick your cheeks on the train?

He is not a dog. Even if he is, there is no need to announce it to the whole world.

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Why take self-shots from on top, below, left and right on the train? (and you took a total of 13 shots. Yes, i was counting)

The zoo shares little resemblance to trains.

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Why play the tickling game on the train?

Even kids are looking at you in disbelief. and trust me, they have no intention of joining in.

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Why cling onto his hand as if he will lose gravity pull on the train?

Astronaunts do not look this ugly.

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One, two, three. Please kill them. Thank you Jesus.

I told my mum i got myself a navel piercing. and she got all worked up.

So, my boyfriend told my mum it is just a stick on. and she believed.

:) Such a cute mum.

1) Fate and generosity of freedom has brought me to a free trial lesson at True Yoga today. Out of several tempting choices, thou picked belly dancing. Thinking that it will just be some easy and sensual movements of the very treasured body part called belly, i did not bring extra attire to change. Afterall, how much can you sweat just by moving the belly? I move my belly all day anyway. So, as usual i was slightly late for class. When i got in, there were already close to 20 ladies in the class shaking their asses like they are gonna drop anytime. Born a shy kid, i did not dare shake my ass in public like all the rest since i needed time to warm up to the sexy crowd. So, i shook my ass from side to side while the rest shook theirs from heaven to hell and back to heaven. Eventually, because i was too mild, i was picked out by the instructor who was this really sexy indian man to shake rebelliously, as i quote his exact words.

2) So, i ended up shaking rebelliously today. very very very rebelliously. and i think he liked it very much :)

Anyway, i got persuaded to siging up with True Yoga for a month of unlimited lessons for only 99 bucks after telling the consultant how broke and incomeless i am. This essentially means i will go and shake my ass rebelliously everyday at Pacific plaza from tomorrow onwards :)

Love is when i look at this face and still think that this is the prettiest face on earth.

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HAHA. GOODNIGHT.

Want to catch PINKIE's hot pretty front view?

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Visit http://funkiepinksheep.livejournal.com/ to find out more!!!

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Loads of love from sara and hel :)

"Pink is a lively, refreshing sparkling wine with a distinctive light pink colour. It has delicious subtle fruit characters with a soft and delicate mouthfeel"
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And of course there's always a conclusion to every session of drink bitching. So for tonight's, we concluded that BODY is of utmost importance to any male species.

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So, guys, just SHUT UP AND TRAIN!!!

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Goodnight.

Goodbye to countless exposed wires hanging above my head. Goodbye to hungry handicapped kids begging for money. Goodbye to the old lady who tried to sell me a necklace for 2 bucks even after i rejected her for 20 times. Goodbye to millions of motorbikes ravaging through open spaces and staring up the coach i'm in with earnest and awe. Goodbye to the sudden generous rain water that poured on me like deserving punishment. Goodbye to the very skinny boy who returned me the mangosteen that i generously wanted to give him after he smiled at me. Goodbye to the stench of cute dead dogs on the streets. Goodbye to learning about harshness of poverty. Goodbye to that stupid and lousy girl who was once full of complaints and whines.

Vietnam made me realise i take way too many things for granted. and i have no intentions of returning to that sad place ever again.

Today, our itinerary involved climbing up the Jesus mountain or whatever it is called. I was clad as above, a sundress which i deem most comfortable and cheerful enough for vacations. However, i was not allowed to visit Jesus due to a dress code constraint. Visitors must all be prim and proper which essentially means no entry for those clad in 1) anything revealing thy collar-bone and cleavage 2) anything above kneel length long. Therefore, as seen above, i failed both criterias and was refused entry by the man. In fact, nothing in my wardrobe would have allowed me close proximity to this Jesus mountain anyway.

Why assume Jesus likes conservatism? He might love to see some flesh too!

" It's moments like this when i wish i had a more professional camera "

Today, i saw disabled kids selling postcards on the street. When i turned to look beside me, i saw my brother playing his DS. I dug out 2 bucks and bought a post card from the kid nearest to me. Immediately, another 4 kids flocked to me like bees. I bought another postcard from another kid and another notebook from another kid and another bracelet from another kid and another...

Looking at poverty directly in the eye irks me. badly.

HELEN. she's a bitch. but a KIND one.


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