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Books
Books I have completed reading since January 201:

1. Angelopolis - Danielle Trussoni
2. The Magicians - Lev Grossman
Malacca
Thursday, September 5, 2013
I was very reluctant to follow mum on her company trip to Malacca. But later she revealed it's my birthday present.

Right. It's a fully paid trip by her company and I have not really explored Malacca.

So why not? I'm still a committed freeloader. HAHA.

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Cake
Tuesday, September 3, 2013
I'm now on a strict diet due to my poor health. I'm not allowed to eat cakes, mooncakes and even bread except for wholemeal.

After much begging the doctor, he allowed me to have only a slice for my birthday.

So what cake should I eat now?

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Twins
Saturday, August 31, 2013
Aw... my cousin has just given birth to a twins! They are the first twins in my family line!

I'm so excited and at the same time I feel so old. Ugh.

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He is so beautiful...
Thursday, August 29, 2013
I was watching The Blade and Petal Korean drama with mum yesterday and a new character popped out.

And I just went.... silently...

OMG... HE IS SO BEAUTIFUL...



He is so pretty like a girl!!! OMG!!! He is even prettier than the female protagonist.

*Gasp for oxygen*

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Dream dream dream...
Monday, August 26, 2013
I thought I have forgotten about this guy but apparently not because I have been dreaming of him recently!

Three times already! Twice consecutively!

I really want to forget him. How did you guys throw an ex-gf or ex-bf out of your brain window for good?

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Story of a Bard
Thursday, August 22, 2013
I was praying and a stream of music chords came to me. I sang out loud. The more I sang the more sadness I felt. Tears streamed my face.

It was in the Victorian era. A bard singing... with a sense of frustration mix with sadness... I think he is wondering why the society can't love him for what he is which has influenced his own self to not love himself due to the pressure and conformity the society requires of him.

While he was singing, a white dove flew from his palms.The setting is like he is standing at a wheat farm under the evening sun and the borderline of the farm is a distant forest.

Sadness... sadness... lurks in my head... Was I singing a sad renaissance song? I don't know but it was very sad.

And god damn it... I didn't record my singing. Bravo!

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