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Mot: means witty saying. Short for Mote (speck of dust), reverse of Tom (Cruise), which is in turn short for Tomato.

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Wednesday, December 19, 2007
outta my head

i know this is terribly random but alan just told me on msn that jamie lynn spears is pregnant. what the heck. the girl's 16. she's gonna be a mom by 17. how do you live a life like that? or does just asking that question make me an insensitive chauvanist? but i refuse to be faulted at bemoaning not so much the choices some people make in their lives, but rather how their lives are exploited by those around them- the media. what i found most disturbing during my reliable wiki research was this: The father is Casey Aldridge, whom she met through church.
ha! church indeed.

anyway, enough big happenings on the homefront to deal with, so all this worldly news will have to wait till i have the appetite for them. commissioning last saturday. it was a blast. i mean just the fact that it's over already- i still can't seem to process it right. where did all those weeks of toiling and training go? suddenly, what seemed like the biggest challenge of a lifetime has been downsized to a few photos, and very fond, deep memories nonetheless. putting on that rank hasn't kicked in yet- i don't feel any different, we are all still learning, still growing, still seeking our way in the dark- except now we've learnt how to do without the eyes and dare to take that step forward. all i really wanna day is, i miss all of it already. on that parade square, a part of me was wishing that it would never end. but it did, as all good things do, and now all i have is another chapter to close, another new path to tread. after comms ball tmr, we will be really really going our separate ways, won't we? i think i will miss my bunk the most.

why do i adore alan so much? because sometimes he does this.
a£an. you and jupiter and venus says:
you and me we can ride on an ashleestar
HAHAHAHA. GREAT song by Take That by the way- very inspired by the closing credits of stardust. which also reminds me of my duty to inform all netizens that ashlee's new video is out so go watch it now! her most creative by far- better than shadow in some respects, and that's a lot coming from me!

anyway signals is really scary. today when i was out with chang and darren scouting for clothes we bumped into a medic AND a lta. both from stagmont. i might have thought we were being stalked but then again each of us bumped into one other person we knew. justin his senior. darren his non-blood aunty. and i saw wanqing! so my only reasonable conclusion is that singapore is just a very small country and this IS a small world after all. i shant even launch into the 6 degrees of separation thing. unless you can tell me how i can get to ashlee simpson in a matter of 6 people.

speaking of which, i cant wait for switchfoot and maroon 5! aaaaahhhhhhh. i need a good concert to feel young again. the last one was xtina aguilera, on the eve of brunei, so the mood was a little sickening, but still had great company in the form of xtine and terence :] but this time....oh man im gonna go mental. just you wait. and if all goes well i can catch sharapova at the end of this year too. whee!

i have come to realize that i might be just another shallow hollywood lusting lad but id like to think it's all about character building and finding my way in this similarly shallow and lustful world that never fails to offer those like me a double-edged source of never ending demoralization and hope. issues...i have issues.

well with the dawn of a new day i hope i have the strength to be more mature and earn my way from there. it's all i ever wanted anyway. i just want to be suitably satisfied with what i do- gain that sense of accomplishment and then im a happy person.

nice seeing some of the class on saturday. really glad xtine jean and elly came. hopefully more will turn up at the xmas @ xtine's this year. breakfast was such a peaceful affair. like we were all at peace with the world. i wish xtine would get over her phobia though. met up with the guys after that for lunch. deplorable (in the words of gawin) service but food was not too bad. during dessert cedele pulled a fast one on us and RAN OUT OF ICE CREAM. if it weren't for our quiet contentment with our company we would have boycotted what could possibly be the biggest anti-climax of the year.

did you know that sarah can really dance? im saying that in awe. the performance was great. extremely creative. im glad i went, even though it got a bit lonely and quiet. had a lot of lone time these few days. i wish i knew how to spend it better, though. it's almost like wasting a moment.

after days and hours at black angus (where the bunk met zhenghao's formidable sister), coffee club (where the service was again too good to be true), and rafflescity/citylink/marinasquare, i am officially done with beef, turkey and corduroy pants. at least for the next few days.

salmon, here i come.

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