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Sunday, July 02, 2006
10:49 AM

MOVED

http://myspinmusical.livejournal.com

ok bye bye.

Wednesday, June 28, 2006
7:11 AM

We can never know what to want, because, living only one life, we can neither compare it with out previous lives nor perfect it with out lives to come.

We live everything as it comes, without warning, like an actor going on cold. And what can life be worth if the first rehearsal is life itself? This is why life is always like a sketch. No, 'sketch' is not quite the world, because sketch is an outline of something, the groundwork for a picture, whereas the sketch that is our life is a sketch or nothing, an outline with no picture.

-Milan Kundera

Saturday, June 24, 2006
6:24 AM







ahh... preuniversityseminargroup14islove.

loads of things to do now.

till then.

6:13 AM

heartstring tugging at my heartstring. Such a familiar tune, what a familiar sorrow. You left me just like that, without even saying a decent goodbye. Is this what you really want? The changing bright clouds to a sky of mismatched and misunderstood dark, gloomy and irritable clouds? What a shame. Where's the fairness in that? Man, the serendipity of it all?

The cruel irony of life.

3:23 AM



a Shakespearean adaptation from Twelfth Night.
appearance vs reality
deception & facade

dont these universal themes ring a bell in your life?
i would think so.




racism. period.



okay i watched this with miss lian and sihan.
this movie wasnt THAAAAAT freaky. i wasnt disturbed at all.
oh wait. that was a lie.
i was kinda scared
oh wait. that was another lie.
i was freaked out.

*in the Cathay theatre*
Miss Lian: OMG that nanny's face is damn freaky la
CUTE ME: ...

okay. go watch it losers.

Sunday, June 04, 2006
5:27 AM

Pre-University Seminar 2006.
SRJC-NUS collaboration.

SEMINAR GROUP 14.
GFC 28.

thank you for being part of my life.
it was enriching, emotional and exciting.



more PREUSEM photos @ http://www.friendster.com/ignatious
and yeah most of the photos are in a CD. i shall upload them soon.

all right.
loads of things to complete.

till then.

Sunday, May 21, 2006
9:03 PM







and with that,
I, the captain of Millennia's debating team, want to thank everyone.

Sunday, May 14, 2006
8:16 AM

always proving the skeptics and cynics wrong,
always proving our cases stand,
always proving our worth...

Millennia Institute's Debating Team


Go Us.

okay more essays to whack.

Tuesday, May 09, 2006
7:56 PM

All I ask by DH Lawrence

All I ask of a woman is that she shall feel gently towards
me
when my heart feels kindly towards her,
and there shall be the soft, soft tremor as of unheard bells
between us.
It is all I ask.
I am so tired of violent women lashing out and insisting
on being loved, when there is no love in them.

Am in the school library.
ahh. preusem briefing later @ SRJC.