tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-39245632011-04-22T01:46:59.271+08:00<b>i'm a moon child, born under Cancer. Moon children withdraw themselves by instinct whenever they can't answer their own question.</b>Longechonoreply@blogger.comBlogger5071100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1129960682774256242005-10-22T13:00:00.000+08:002005-10-22T13:59:37.993+08:00

*naviety seems to be the name of this game*been running about these few months trying to put together two community projects as part of our Corporate Citizenship drive. in all our earnesty, we had manpower, some limited resources and moolah to contribute, and plenty of heart, in the short time we had at the destinated places. all we need are the directions and a plan to move.so i thought it will

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1129643626890187702005-10-18T21:40:00.000+08:002005-10-18T21:53:46.896+08:00

sometimes i jolt awakeramrod straightin the still of the nightshaking uncontrollablybattling anxiety attacksworried about momworry-fret-worry-fret-worrryfor a whilejust a flashi cant tell when dream statemelts cold realityold familiar fear clenching gripunseen, a whisper audible be,always that shadow at the corner of your eye.i dont want to be in that state again.

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1128763979570992552005-10-08T17:32:00.000+08:002005-10-08T19:52:12.400+08:00

Picture of serenity over the centuries - the faces at the Bayon Temple.Siem Reap, Cambodia. 4 - 6 October 2005: Business trip to a quaint city of smiles & sincerity. It was a good trip in all sense. Official matters were completed smoothly, with much thanks to the efforts of the khmerian team. Two days is definitely a tight schedule, with numerous decisions made mostly on the run. Capacity issues

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1123430196890731202005-08-07T23:55:00.000+08:002005-08-07T23:56:36.896+08:00

Happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy Birthday, my dearest!

Longechonoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1121150807396789892005-07-12T14:41:00.000+08:002005-07-12T14:46:47.400+08:00

much to the annoyance of tvp, Mr Blunt's ditty is playing on repeat mode in my head...You're Beautiful...You're Beautiful...You're Beautiful...It's TrueMy life is brilliant.My love is pure.I saw an angel.Of that I'm sure.She smiled at me on the subway.She was with another man.But I won't lose no sleep on that,'Cause I've got a plan. You're beautiful. You're beautiful.You're beautiful, it's true.I

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1121150158703268292005-07-12T13:44:00.000+08:002005-07-12T14:35:58.710+08:00

the dust has finally settled! never felt relief that good.spent the last few weeks getting back into the normalcy of the period B.W. (Before-the-Wedding ). re-adjusted the home furniture to its original place, found the old pace of life, and slumped back into the old habits. hey, life is good A.W. oh yes, perhaps try to refrain from asking us abt the honeymoon...by now, at Day 17, tvp and i

Longechonoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1117955689577067792005-06-05T15:10:00.000+08:002005-06-05T15:28:09.733+08:00

Our credo to complete strangers knocking on our doors:If you are selling,We are not buying!If you are collecting,We are giving!

Longechonoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1117802110231367362005-06-03T20:30:00.000+08:002005-06-03T21:04:09.860+08:00

Some things are embedded in the mundaneWhat you don’t say, you loseIronical that the good will always need a foil to reveal its essencePassion rises, passion falls.What happens when the story ends, and reaches its terminal?That hindsight is better than no vision?

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1117467942501068492005-05-30T23:31:00.000+08:002005-05-30T23:47:05.580+08:00

My birthday is around the corner.So reminds, the credit cards, the shopping malls, the confectionary shoppe, the skincare specialists, the mobile phone service provider, the cosmetic brands, the shoes folks and the bedlinen homecare range."here's a voucher on us! go enjoy your day! Happy Birthday, from all of us!""how sweet..." i thought.BUT, terms and conditions apply, yes, even on birthdays,

Longechonoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1116159347910528532005-05-15T20:11:00.000+08:002005-05-15T20:15:47.916+08:00

Watched a fair bit of Discovery's Travel & Living channel over this weekend. One particular programme highlighted the signficance of the dishes in a wedding banquet referred to marital bliss, fertility and longevity. Fertility??? I reviewed our list of nine dishes again. Perhaps, i should change the soup dish to the infamous deer penis soup with seahorses. That should add verility to bring

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1115452864604879702005-05-07T15:55:00.000+08:002005-05-07T16:06:59.703+08:00

Your fairy is called Thorn Elftree.She is a cheerful sprite.She lives in brambles and blackberry bushes.She is only seen when the first leaves fall from the trees.For More...

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1115452216326984992005-05-07T15:43:00.000+08:002005-05-07T16:09:33.400+08:00

"Why is it that any tender endearment from you always sounds like you're telling me to go fuck myself?"A Stroke of Midnight~ Meredith Gentry, Faerie SeriesLaurell K. Hamilton

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1115384379537296842005-05-06T20:57:00.000+08:002005-05-07T15:53:29.203+08:00

ladies & gentlemen who use medicated oil as eau de parfum.o-f-f-e-n-s-i-v-e!

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1115030488411319732005-05-02T18:41:00.000+08:002005-05-02T18:42:47.726+08:00

Some folks commented that I married a stud! I think so too! *grins*

Longechonoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1115030264989879062005-05-02T18:35:00.000+08:002005-05-02T18:37:44.990+08:00

Strength for Fi to pull through the situation and all can be managed. It is a traumatic period now.

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1114964708198825982005-05-02T00:23:00.000+08:002005-05-02T00:25:08.200+08:00

Thanks to TVP for saving the day with the links!Ahhh, sweet new home!

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1114940568728965922005-05-01T17:18:00.000+08:002005-05-02T02:29:26.356+08:00

Chinese wedding customs are sometimes hard to fathom.The taboo of mixing red (celebratory events like weddings & births) & white (events like death & sickness) events is understandable. Hence, we will be missing some close friends at the wedding. What I dont get is the taboo of mixing red and red events. Red I: After years of trying, a very dear colleague of mine is happily with child. Her

Longechonoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1114799797743827932005-04-30T01:10:00.000+08:002005-04-30T03:26:40.433+08:00

this wasnt a trip that i was exactly looking forward to - working trip in new dehli in the peak of summer heat. the temperature on the day of my departure was a sweltering 39 degrees celsius. and there were, of course, the usual anxieties about hygiene and safety. friends and colleagues who have been there, done that, gave plenty of advice abt the infamous 'dehli belly'. my safest bet laid with

Longechonoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1114360972315591212005-04-25T00:41:00.000+08:002005-04-25T00:48:24.073+08:00

try my hands at building a website from scratch! attended the dreamweaver and fireworks basic course last week. itching to start. now to buy the software AND build up the image library! YeAH!especially when the hubby is still distracted with the MISSUS ipod photo.

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1114359442667824782005-04-25T00:05:00.000+08:002005-04-25T00:17:22.666+08:00

Here sits self.Still awake,- no fault of caffeine; had none since noon- no fault of nap; i had none today- slept 12 hours for the whole weekendi'm simply nocturnal.surfing the channels:documentary re-runs,papal inaugration,japanese nightime horror,Lush 99.5 radio channel playing on arts channel,victorian nudes and british imperialism...way too static...time to hit the internet instead.open the

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1113748700932991552005-04-17T22:35:00.000+08:002005-04-17T22:38:20.933+08:00

a rare contentmentnot easily foundhow else to say it -i'm glad i found you.

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1113724674095545722005-04-17T15:57:00.000+08:002005-04-17T15:57:54.096+08:00

My question:I write, therefore am I?

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1113723135271535852005-04-17T15:27:00.000+08:002005-04-17T22:39:31.903+08:00

so good! let's see...1. we are nearing the big June day!2. the academic conference paper is taking shape...somehow3. we came and we almost conquered the wedding competition4. i've completed running 4 mega corporate events within 6 weeks on the job5. we found the dream sofa...just waiting to place order6. i finally BLOGGED!!!

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1109490326937886362005-02-27T15:45:00.000+08:002005-02-27T15:48:39.330+08:00

As promised, a pic from the wedding shoot! :)

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1109427927982428042005-02-26T22:25:00.000+08:002005-02-27T10:28:38.680+08:00

love needs no perfecting when it's love.

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1109423962544157362005-02-26T21:05:00.000+08:002005-02-26T21:19:22.546+08:00

I haven't really ever found a place that I call homeI never stick around quite long enough to make itI apologize that once again I'm not in loveBut it's not as if I mindthat your heart ain't exactly breakingIt's just a thought, only a thoughtBut if my life is for rent and I don't lean to buyWell I deserve nothing more than I getCos nothing I have is truly mineI've always thought that I would love

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1109409536898643352005-02-26T17:15:00.000+08:002005-02-26T17:18:56.900+08:00

maybe i shld follow my own advice.just like how u plucked enough courage to foresake greece.maybe i shld just go where i want to be.free myself of these binds,worry less of consequences that may not be there.binds are temporary fixtures.with time, they fade.with time, they no longer matter.maybe it's time to tell myself,enough is enough.

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1108994343572622932005-02-21T21:57:00.000+08:002005-02-21T21:59:03.573+08:00

our wedding shoot turned out to be *the* event!the shots were great!and tvp looked so so so dashing! will try to post them when we finally receive them!

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1108629057474829042005-02-17T16:16:00.000+08:002005-02-17T16:51:57.586+08:00

1001 ways to kill a silent bout.i have been trying to think.how to break this routine.how to prevent the lock-down.how to kill the tire malaise.what's the balance between the types of times?why does a second feel like eternitybut an hourfar too short?monologueself-talkself-managementsingle-wayi buzzed about u stare out into virtual space.

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1108627735251123092005-02-17T15:40:00.000+08:002005-02-17T16:08:55.256+08:00

It was my last day. fast how the month flew past. people came and went throughout my stay. people came and stayed yesterday. wondering why they didnt get a chance to know me better. strangers telling me that they are going to miss me at work. going to miss having me around with the sunshine smile.i realised i havent taken a good look at this office, though it has been almost a year-long

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1108433132109735342005-02-15T09:58:00.000+08:002005-02-15T10:09:02.746+08:00

a large plate of stir-fried crab beehoon with a liberal dose of unchopped garlic all-time favourite sambal kang kong, red hot paste - a nice contrast to the greenslovely claypot full of sea treasures - abalone, sea cucumber, prawns, tendon & mushrooms hustle & bustle of dinner crowd, with curious eyes aplentystaring at table full of food & grinning, twinkle-eyed couplethankie for a lovely

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1108364934252605042005-02-14T15:07:00.000+08:002005-02-14T15:08:54.256+08:00

From the film, Song of Bernadette:"For those who believe in God, no explanation is necessary. For those who do not believe, no explanation is possible."

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1108138579858550422005-02-12T00:10:00.000+08:002005-02-14T15:07:20.736+08:00

Your Brain Usage Profile:Auditory : 42%Visual : 57%Left : 37%Right : 62%Longecho, you possess an interesting balance of hemispheric and sensory characteristics, with a slight right-brain dominance and a slight preference for visual processing. Since neither of these is completely centered, you lack the indecision and second-guessing associated with other patterns. You have a distinct preference

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1108046732486987272005-02-10T22:40:00.000+08:002005-02-10T22:48:38.343+08:00

countdown mode: 5 more days to freedom! say goodbye to: - smiley-faced backstabbers - dull-&-thick-skinned male homo sapien - loafers who are only active at pushing away work - ever-active office gossip grapevine will miss: - breakfast cheers with the capable 'stray cat' - EPL results via sms at 5am in the morning - comradarie of the ones who really work - adrenaline of facilitating classes

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1107602388015728902005-02-05T19:17:00.000+08:002005-02-05T19:19:48.016+08:00

thank you for making everything alright! for the love, smiles. and festivities to proceed!

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1107486315223376732005-02-04T11:03:00.000+08:002005-02-04T11:05:15.223+08:00

religion is a huge leap of faith to sustain that belief you need more than a simple subscription! hmmm...needs more refining...

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1106979978322970072005-01-29T14:25:00.000+08:002005-01-29T14:28:30.886+08:00

i'm at a crossroad and i simply don't know how to cross. maybe except with a sheepish smile and thank both men in red and green for blinking at the same time??? maybe i just want a change. maybe i no longer know what i want.

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1106930805591497802005-01-29T01:45:00.000+08:002005-01-29T00:46:45.590+08:00

chasing memories of you of yous

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1106439254996634982005-01-23T08:14:00.000+08:002005-01-23T08:21:51.840+08:00

Never thought possible BUT we found an oasis of tranquility in noisy Singapore. Complete backdrop of sunlight drenched scenery - the Singapore skyline, open blue sky, emerald-green sea, & the ever present cool breeze planting kisses on our faces! So we did what most mobile phone equipped couples do - take a pic!

Longechonoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1105811266880323942005-01-16T01:47:00.001+08:002005-01-23T08:22:48.060+08:00

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1105811048164980482005-01-16T01:44:00.000+08:002005-01-16T01:52:43.980+08:00

Creative left-over from a nasi lemak set in the office cafeteria. This is what happens when your colleague becomes bored with lunch.

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1105804151640150312005-01-15T23:13:00.000+08:002005-01-15T23:49:11.640+08:00

how someone can profess regret when there's nothing to grieve over in the very first place. how anger can be carried over 5 long years? sulking like a sully brat in the corner of this small island.

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1105629713735886532005-01-13T23:20:00.000+08:002005-01-13T23:21:53.736+08:00

hope it'll be smooth! hope everything will be great! cross fingers!

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1105366204134490112005-01-10T22:09:00.000+08:002005-01-10T22:10:04.133+08:00

A little birdie called me today! Cross thy fingers!

Longechonoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1105282615173438142005-01-09T22:53:00.000+08:002005-01-09T22:56:55.173+08:00

Snapped out of my drugged stupor Realised music is served loud & alone Used cleaning as soul therapy Stomach cant hold food; it stretches Greeting received far too long ago Teardrop the prize of pain what miracle will be served this week?

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1105197195272012522005-01-08T23:10:00.000+08:002005-01-08T23:14:05.303+08:00

Work may be tough. Not because of anything anyone does, but simply because you're not in the mood to be there -- and you know how much your moods affect you. Do what you have to. Postpone everything else.

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1105173000767251372005-01-08T15:58:00.000+08:002005-01-08T22:43:32.593+08:00

Yes, I hv spent more than 3 summers on this temperamental earth. Surprisingly but that's how Father Time likes to work. Am I an extension of you? Picking up the pieces of your dreams? To make *the* patchwork quilt, a la the "Great Dream". You insist our worlds coincide. Differences are but cheeky similarities in playful disguises. My infantile eyes, untrained to see. I would love to stay by

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1105168781152462252005-01-08T15:16:00.000+08:002005-01-08T15:19:41.153+08:00

feelings are all one talks about in the initial heady days. communication on the deeper stuff becomes rare commodity once you hit the comfort zone. how strange.

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1105114959968961052005-01-08T01:22:00.000+08:002005-01-08T15:23:13.116+08:00

This is the dear cat that comes to our house almost every alternate day. This is my dear Huat Huat! Sometimes, she makes me wonder if she's Diana. The same big eyes, the fuzzy body markings, alike in the same loud craving for attention...

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1105112295915123252005-01-07T23:32:00.000+08:002005-01-07T23:38:15.916+08:00

What happens when life decides to blindside you with surprises?

Longechonoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1105019776226245232005-01-06T21:54:00.000+08:002005-01-06T22:02:50.423+08:00

Your Mood: At the moment your sensual and emotional needs are not being met. Perhaps you are finding life more than a little harsh at present. Being unable to relax is making you tired and taking the edge off your enthusiasm. Focus and determined describes your present mood. You are out to achieve your goal and you concentrate on that. Unwavering you want to stick to the target of your ambitions

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1104330468451564112004-12-29T22:26:00.000+08:002004-12-29T22:28:41.023+08:00

For Sri Lankan victims, pls send to: Virar Rehab Centre 553A Balestier Rd Tel: 62563106 10am - 10pm

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1104330369352687142004-12-29T22:19:00.000+08:002004-12-29T22:26:09.353+08:00

Singapore Red Cross Society crosses S$2.1m donation mark within 3 days for killer waves victims.

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1104304357886883442004-12-29T15:05:00.000+08:002004-12-29T15:12:37.886+08:00

Been home these 3 days. Been watching CNA non-stop. Current death toll just surpassed 60,000 & there are still more bodies yet to be discovered. how can it be so devastating, so hellish? hitting the poorest of poor. the gravity of the situation is hitting home everywhere. it's time to forgo the political grudges and save those remaining at hand.

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1104245516494324502004-12-28T22:44:00.000+08:002004-12-28T22:51:56.493+08:00

tried gowns. tried gowns too fast. faster than i imagined it wld be. liked gown. liked gowns. choices, choices, choices. cut-&-paste - made-to-measure (MTM) longecho's style. tvp in black suit. next came blue, white, turquoise, silver, lined... fabulous in mandarin collar, in thai silk, straight straight cut. yummy! next come jan's fittings feb's shoot march's anxious wait submission in sunny

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1104071360540021242004-12-26T22:27:00.000+08:002004-12-26T22:29:20.540+08:00

Staring Eyes - TVpoison Yet have I to witness such breathtaking beauty shaped to lift the spirits of browbeaten wage slaves they who line the streets for your visage! Yet have I to witness such care less grace delectable, but a flower you pretend not! Yet have I to meet anyone else blessed with a smile that locks word and thought! Surely you have ambled your way into the hearts minds and

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1104039587637749582004-12-26T13:37:00.000+08:002004-12-26T13:39:47.636+08:00

An Ode to a Long Echo in My Head - TVpoison All night sat under starblanket like all the nights before thinking in silence and thinking aloud "Would you be the one I'm meant to love?" And thoughts they turn to silence Silence to stone Stone to dust There sat I nursing warming cool beer Wasting time away trading tales of the heart, echoed "Would I be the one you've been waiting for?"

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1104039311307179402004-12-26T13:32:00.000+08:002004-12-26T13:35:11.306+08:00

The Living Room Couplets - Longecho + TVpoison Confirmation + affirmation. Lies, lies and damned statistics! Salutations to a blackened morning. Tequila sunrise to nurse evening clouds! Integrity mixed with potent damnation. The diplomat suitor + his umbilical cord! Coax Emaline, a sweet tune, no-tions! I swear Diana Krall's a man in that dress! Honeyed nector seek I; furious in a

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1104032115832081882004-12-26T11:34:00.000+08:002004-12-26T11:39:47.850+08:00

you're their child but not an extension of themselves. you do not live in a world shaped & fashioned by their protection, inhibitions & fear. sometimes, it could be the fear of you breaking out of the cocoon that makes that fear all the more real.

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1104030303678537772004-12-26T11:03:00.000+08:002004-12-26T11:09:13.936+08:00

do you dream in colours?

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1103984745600591502004-12-25T22:05:00.000+08:002004-12-26T11:30:06.896+08:00

I like E's review of Before Sunset. This particular part below strikes a chord, mostly due to the numerous observations I've made around me - lives of friends & dear ones that landed at the crossroads. each turning brings its uplifting/forbidden share of happiness, equally outweighed by the pain/anguish/gulit/conflicting rationality, depending on the intensity of the emotions. "Because in real

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1103983047265408252004-12-25T21:35:00.000+08:002004-12-25T21:57:27.266+08:00

A wedding going on, just below our block. Gold & cream dressing beneath the white tentage & brick walls while aromas of *possibly* a sumptuous malay feast stirs the night air. Lighted torches lined the entrance. Very nice... a touch of elegance rarely seen amongst the void-deck wedding types. Music will flood the airwaves for sometime tonight. The wedding stereos have been playing non-stop

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1103857054520761512004-12-24T10:56:00.000+08:002004-12-24T10:57:34.520+08:00

From a very dear friend who taught me the ropes in his quiet ways... Thanks for the good times and great encounters. May the new year bring you breakthroughs and realisation of your dreams. Enjoy your holidays!

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1103789120495398642004-12-23T15:55:00.000+08:002004-12-23T16:05:20.496+08:00

Is it getting better? Or do you feel the same? Will it make it easier on you now? You got someone to blame You say One love One life When it's one need In the night One love We get to share it Leaves you baby if you Don't care for it Did I disappoint you? Or leave a bad taste in your mouth? You act like you never had love And you want me to go without Well it's Too late

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1103785703256447802004-12-23T14:36:00.000+08:002004-12-23T15:08:23.256+08:00

i'm a moon child, born under Cancer. Moon children withdraw themselves by instinct whenever they can't answer their own question.

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1103770495321775542004-12-23T09:55:00.000+08:002004-12-23T10:54:55.320+08:00

this is abt the time again that i wonder what the world out there is like. wonder if such a sheltered child can balance the challenges with sanity & homesickness... i know what i want though. i want a car with horsepower and loud stereos. i want never-ending highways without speed limits. i want pale blue skies, deep blue seas at the horizon. i want loneliness to know it feels right in place.

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1103661106765557562004-12-22T04:28:00.000+08:002004-12-22T04:31:46.766+08:00

mental block blog. oops.

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1103572461462534492004-12-21T03:50:00.000+08:002004-12-21T03:54:21.463+08:00

I've used hammers made out of wood. I have played games with pieces and rules. I undeciphered tricks at the bar, but now you're gone. I haven't figured out why. I've come up with riddles and jokes about war. I figured out numbers and what they're for. I've understood feelings and I've understood words but how could you be taken away? And wherever you've gone and wherever we might go. It don't

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1103572208920553812004-12-21T03:43:00.000+08:002004-12-21T04:04:52.733+08:00

need a break a fresh perspective need a new cycle another to-get-used-to-later routine need more voices to talk inside my head need bright bright bright sunshine to burn these deadening cuffs need my smile or i wont last the day need the dreams to be dreamt in colours again need to stop chasing for stars

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always like sad rock songs. it's the way they seemed to connect with the anguish monster inside. i like to play them loud, preferly within the contained space of the car. there's some sort of comfort in being surrounded by the melody. the car has often been my vehicle of solace - long aimless cruising, giving all highway exits a miss while sad songs expounded on the intricacies of human pain. ahh

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consumption. simple, single word. that's the process of late. consumed. perhaps maybe, consuming still. act of devouring. best describe what's happening. anger-framed lenses. devilishly guiding your white hot visions. voice doesn't want to conceal silent fury that doesn't speak. look into this cracked mirror. see not your reflection, see beyond the plague. tell me, tell me what you don't see.

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i seriously shld be in bed right now; to be at hotel at 6.30am to deliver the leadership training & stay alert for the next 16 hours, isnt my idea of fun. am seriously going to regret this 4 hours later. i cant sleep. my body/mind, despite being in the wage slave mode for the last 6 consecutive years, doesnt recognise the need for an early night. early night = wasted hours in shut-eye land = no

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1102959823102683042004-12-14T01:36:00.000+08:002004-12-14T01:43:43.103+08:00

pre-occupied with thoughts of change. kind of radical, kind of exciting and simply too big a risk. too much to give up + fear of being blindsided. give it a cooling period, says head. just like advice to mikey & *that* pair of optical levi's. heart: where do i give more to feel happy? money vs. philanthrophy where's pathfinder?

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did i tell you i hate my workplace? i hate my workplace.

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i thought these were ticklish! long day, short hours...again, there goes my time to blog. War doesn't determine who's right. War determines who's left. If practice makes perfect & nobody's perfect, why practice? I'm tired of all this nonsense about beauty being only skin-deep. That's deep enough. What do you want, an adorable pancreas? Corduroy pillows: They're making headlines!

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*happy as a lark!*...or was it relief? participants commented i was "enthusiastic & supportive"; the course was "recommendable"; grumpy guy came up & shook my hand "you did a good job!"; evaluation forms had 80% of "strongly agreed". hell! everyone spelt my name R.I.G.H.T. & that's rare! i'm letting this get into my head for a little while now :) it's worth the aching feet & days of

Longechonoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1098349795546402232004-10-21T17:02:00.000+08:002004-10-21T17:09:55.546+08:00

took a long break from blogging... it's near impossible to look @ the screen after 44 hours of boring into it @ wk. the very first blog since, and all I do is to cut-&-paste lyrics. *shake head* the current tune STUCK in my head. She Will Be Loved Song Maroon 5 Beauty queen of only eighteen She had some trouble with herself He was always there to help her She always belonged to someone else

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1096124497186809502004-09-25T23:01:00.000+08:002004-09-25T23:03:51.796+08:00

hey hey! i like this picture! :)

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during the period from the last blog to this one: 1. i got addicted to OJ. could wipe out a whole 2L pack of Florida's in half a day. all blame heaped on the recently opened supermarket within a 8-min walk from our home. boo-hoo hoo! 2. the SINGLE piece of mooncake we bought 2 weeks ago is still only 3/4 eaten. tvp on the other hand has SINGLE-HANDEDLY helped himself to 4 whole pieces. plain

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1094784701148935372004-09-10T10:47:00.000+08:002004-09-10T10:51:41.150+08:00

Another fwded email which i found rather endearing... This was written by an 8 year old, Danny Dutton of Chula Vista, CA, for his third grade homework assignment. The assignment was to explain God. EXPLANATION OF GOD One of God's main jobs is making people. He makes them to replace the ones that die, so there will be enough people to take care of things on earth. He doesn't make grownups,

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1094743534470991242004-09-09T23:25:00.000+08:002004-09-09T23:33:05.726+08:00

it's definitely a no-sweat for you! :) here's to a job well done! pic courtesy of snafudesigns www.snafudesigns.com

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1094743099314408252004-09-09T23:14:00.000+08:002004-09-09T23:18:19.313+08:00

ask tvp abt the Singapore Idol contestants and he can rattle off full names, get-ups, songs sang and the strengths/weaknesses - without nary a second tot. ask tvp abt wifey's ID number...*woooh* *swallow* *tap head* *silence* there...here's his love for tv.

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to wake up on a Sat morning and your washing machine is not operating like it should be!!! background: unlike most other makes, the service support from mayers for our top-of-the-range model (beat this: this model was an exchange for the 2 other machines that died on us!) is a lesson in anger management. imagine waiting up to 9 weeks to service a rubber tubbing, waiting 3 weeks to get receive

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1092984470024229462004-08-20T14:45:00.000+08:002004-08-20T14:47:50.023+08:00

i thought i found it... and i thought i nearly lost it again.

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We got the keys to our new car today! *massive grin* oh, she's beautiful! i have named her "chili" or "chili padi" sometimes. tvp is still wondering abt the car-naming habit of mine; my recently ex-car was named pegasus or peggy/pegs for short. i was a little sad to see peggy go. it's kinda silly, i know, but she's my first car and she's been my daily noisy ride for three years now... we cant

Longechonoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1092021942785576892004-08-09T11:10:00.000+08:002004-08-09T11:25:42.786+08:00

A reflection on Singapore's national progress - past, present and beyond. here are extracts of the piece that struck a particular chord in me. Safety Nets and the First World by Siew Kum Hong "My [poor] background has resulted in the occasional bout of bourgeois gulit, especially when i read about the families struggling to get by and being contented with the bare minimum of neccesities. Or

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1092000932696012462004-08-09T05:30:00.000+08:002004-08-09T05:37:01.196+08:00

Look at the time now. 5.29 am, a public holiday. Just cleared my work emails. for 3 hours straight. 59 unread mails, some with red flags, most with exclaimation marks! clamouring for immediate: attentionassistanceinformationactionadvicesecurity (i have already cc-ed u, hence u r in the loop, hence i'm safe!)'taji' jobsand this is just 1 day of not logging into the system. my personal record thus

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1091975989217729532004-08-08T22:39:00.000+08:002004-08-08T22:45:45.773+08:00

Happy Birthday my sweetie-pie! Here's wishing you having your cake and eat it too! :) I love you!

Longechonoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1091888361449530322004-08-07T22:19:00.000+08:002004-08-07T22:19:59.363+08:00

this is THE programme robbing me of my husband! yeah...i'm doomed alright!

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1091887967314222572004-08-07T20:38:00.000+08:002004-08-08T10:00:29.566+08:00

a surprise even for myself... i actually enjoyed my short business trip to Beijing. rich, historical sights juxtaposed with skyscrapers, rapidly filling up the skyline. hell. the present location* of my hotel, used to be the place where the tanks rolled past, onroute to Tiananmen Square. *that knowledge actually gave me the creeps that night. circumstances leading to the trip had strongly

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1091881776894784142004-08-07T20:29:00.000+08:002004-08-07T20:31:15.013+08:00

our new baby! coming soon on 13 august 2004!!! we cant wait! very soon we can have our long walks by the beach after dinner on weekends! yay!!!

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I'm off now!  Off to PEK! Byeee!

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Everybody's Changing Keane   You say you wander your own land But when I think about it I don't see how you can You're aching, you're breaking And I can see the pain in your eyes Says everybody's changing and I don't know why So little time Try to understand that I'm Trying to make a move just to stay in the game I try to stay awake and remember my name But everybody's changing and I don't feel

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1090666023755957372004-07-24T18:40:00.000+08:002004-07-24T18:52:45.096+08:00

nothing happens while you live.  the scenery changes, people come in and go out, that's all.  there are no beginnings.  days are tacked on to days without rhyme or reson, an interminable, monotous addition.  from time to time you make a semi-total: you say: i've been travelling for three years, i've been in bouville for three years.  neither is there any end: you never leave a woman, a friend, a

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1090664443076089392004-07-24T18:16:00.000+08:002004-07-24T18:20:43.076+08:00

  Look What You've Done Jet   Take my photo off the wall If it just won't sing for you' Cause all that's left has gone away And there's nothing there for you to prove   Oh, look what you've done You've made a fool of everyone Oh well, it seems likes such fun Until you lose what you had won   Give me back my point of view 'Cause I just can't think for you I can hardly hear you say What should I do

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1090664062184789932004-07-24T17:52:00.000+08:002004-07-24T21:59:47.736+08:00

there are calls that you make and then, there are calls that you hesitate to make.  little conversations that catch up on your present state, polite yet with geninue concerns on well-being.  further talk about how life has been dishing out its unsettling share of ups and downs.  exchanges of views, asking after the family, how the year been has, additions to the family - a little laughter and

Longechonoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1090601224972762412004-07-24T00:04:00.000+08:002004-07-24T00:47:04.973+08:00

simple utterance; 'i-lost-my-love-for-you'. it's yet another love riddle. needless need, the explanation.   with transience, i wed thee for bettter or for worse till numbing monotony set us apart  

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1090506972345531002004-07-22T22:28:00.000+08:002004-07-22T22:38:55.226+08:00

i've been definitely most priviledged.  ahem!  i'm the rare few living souls who have seen tvpoison as... *drum roll* a baby, a toddler, a boy and then a teen!!! yes, as you have suspected, they have been bagged, locked and chained Down Under for decades.  much against his protests, i have declared (i'm seriously objective here!) that he looked cute & huggable, surprisingly different.  it is

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1090506430600484962004-07-22T22:25:00.000+08:002004-07-22T22:27:10.600+08:00

cant wait for the weekend to arrive.  weekends...my only highlight.  my respite for the endless chatters and complaints! 

Longechonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924563.post-1090284523332679492004-07-20T08:47:00.000+08:002004-07-20T08:48:43.333+08:00

Intelligence dressed in a cutting suit. Ball's in their court. Hope's in ours.   *good luck*  

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