i've heard many stories about it
Saturday, July 29, 2006

Yaya it's like you want to see more of what they're going to do, but no, you're not getting it at all.

YWith love, Valerie

Essential and appealed
Friday, July 28, 2006

Augustana - Boston
You don't know me, you don't even care
You don't know me, you don't wear my chains..

I think I need a new town, to leave this all behind.

YWith love, Valerie

I am feeling so ambitious, you and me, flesh to flesh
Wednesday, July 26, 2006

'Cause I was born to tell you I love you
And I am torn to do what I have to
To make you mine stay with me tonight
Because every breath that you will take while you are sitting next to me will bring life into my deepest hopes,

what's your fantasy?

YWith love, Valerie

:) Bday
Tuesday, July 25, 2006

Really do enjoy singing LOUD birthday songs, even for complete strangers.
Like today at McDonald's. Well, people say life is a celebration.
Elephant Love Medley is like adhesive tape on your skin / track on iTunes that is on repeat mode. Super hard to rid. I get this sugar-rush after 11 every night, especially in train/bus/taxi rides. Moreover, I got to know myself better these days - I'm supernaturally attracted to engaging intellects, and intense eye gazes.
Thank you Knight A for these 5 days. Tremendously swept off my feet. And stop calling me a bimbo. :) You are not a bimbo, are you??

YWith love, Valerie

Japanese Chopsticks
Monday, July 24, 2006

Ever since late Grandpa left behind an unalterable will to beneficiaries, with clearly apportioned assets to each, antagonizing feelings over contrivance done aforetime proliferate.
Clattering of the Japanese wooden chopsticks were the only audible vibrations present in the air, with exceptions being made to the occasional melodic sounds produced when met with the porcelain bowls. Everyone just feast upon in solitude as the maids took turns to brandish out gourmet dishes which only the affluent can afford everyday.
Breaking the solemn silence was 3rd Aunt's sudden expectorations of phlegm. Everybody lifted their heads up, as if startled by a spewing MG. Grandma then took the chance to sweep a casual glance over all the people at the dining table, after fixating her eyes down for far too long. Perhaps vexation, greed, and uncertainties have been suppressed for too long. Big Uncle took the liberty, just like Grandma, to bring everything all up. He slammed the dining table loudly, hurled a string of profanities before shouting, "Why ever did Dad leave me only 40% of his assets? Am I not his only son?"
Everybody was rooted to his or her seats; not even the maids moved. But, he seemed to speak the unsaid words of his other 3 siblings.
Grandma deadpanned as she looked into the eyes of somebody she no longer knew - the gem of she and her late spouse, the courteous Ace student, the praised-by-many filial son...
"Why did Dad channel 20% to charity? He thinks we have got enough to share??" His voice stormed through the sturdy landed property situated in the middle of Bukit Timah area and echoed through the ears of those present.
Seemingly, material gains, fame and power have depraved him, saturating his mind with only thoughts of "Ways to Get Rich Within 10 Minutes" - it was a stark contrast to the boy who lived in Grandma's recollections.
Indeed, transformation of her favorite child has dealt her a humongous blow. She raised her hand high enough to fly a decent slap across his face whilst convulsing in anger. Suddenly, her agitation caused the relapse of her weak heart. As she collapsed on the ground gracefully, she grabbed her beloved son by the hand, and cast a loving gaze at him for one last time.
Achromatic colors gave a one-time flash before she fell into pitch-dark unconsciousness; snippets of memories over her 88 years lived ran furiously in her mind. She wondered for the last time what death really is, as she embarked on her afterlife that has just begun.

Valerie (above is not based on a true story)

YWith love, Valerie

my melanin
Sunday, July 23, 2006

I got myself a tan at the SAF Yacht Club. Helluva rare i know.
Melanin seldom got the chance to perform in my case, so... do it good baby!

YWith love, Valerie

Tonight feels electric
Saturday, July 22, 2006

YWith love, Valerie

Parody
Thursday, July 20, 2006

Due to the agreement to help Airell(NP friend) on his school film project, I went to meet him and his crew at Esplanade for the camera to start rolling. Getting the gist of the script was rather effortless since it's all about the controversial thing called love. I had to gasp at the sight of my boyfriend(Ben) being kissed by another girl, back a few steps and run away while Ben reaches for my wrist. And to shout harsh breakup words while brushing his hands off. Empathising the role of Lynn (my script name) wasn't tedious at all. Acting could have been - the fact that I have considerable number of NGs.
My mind is like a pseudo electronic organiser which sends less-than-necessary constant reminders of the nearing deadlines of the 2 reports. Dammit gonna get chopped, marinated and fried. But I have filming till Sunday.

I found the parody of love again. If what I wanted was the unsubstantial, what I want now is a Canon EOS 30D. I'll make love with it everyday I swear. Daddy please get me one.

YWith love, Valerie

Goodbye
Tuesday, July 18, 2006

I was sauntering down the pavement near the bus stop, en route to home when..

A boy clad in his green secondary school uniform tapped his card and got off with his friend. Turning his back, his eyes searched for hers which is still in the bus. So very sweet, I thought.
However without much further ado, he brandished out his middle finger from nowhere - sticking it high in the air, waving frantically in her direction.
Without missing a beat, she did likewise followed by a gigantic smile as the Bus 83 drove off.

He then walked away with a pleased smile. As such, I think I just witnessed the friendliest goodbye in my neighbourhood.
Well done projectmates for today's successful SSM 3G presentation. 1 down.
123 more to go.

YWith love, Valerie

World-class
Monday, July 17, 2006

How can I leave the picture of my world-class friend and I unposted in this beloved webspace I have been pleasantly blessed with, in the laptop taking up memory space waiting for cobwebs to happen, risking out the chances of dozens of blog readers to admire this more than classic piece of stolen moment taken right at chomp chomp for a span of 10 seconds or so, which speaks a thousand words, a million alphabets & you-get-it-i-don't-have-to-say-a-thing-more. I'm not born eloquent.... this is so darn nonsensical. Or something. Haha.

...probably the oldest friend I have in my entire life. Always listening to my never-ending material wants, complaints, whinings and a whole lot of shit. But also always inculcating us to be people of refinement, vulgar-free demeanor, importance of contentment, studies (yawn), kinship etc. Ya! Something like a father! Oh wait, he is my father!

And of course, he means more than the definition of a 'father' in the dictionary to me. He means the world to the Tan family. And so.. I have finished presenting my all-time world-class friend..who happens to be my father. Or world-class father who happens to be my friend? (scratches head)

What the hell am I doing here?? I should be registering Accounts figures in my head. Bye.

YWith love, Valerie

Sunday!!
Sunday, July 16, 2006

My gentleman. He really is.

Hokkien Mee.

BBQ Stingray.(Chomp Chomp)

Assam Fish Head. (City Plaza)

Ice Dish (City Plaza)

Very cute.

Night walk.

Sisters for life. No choice anyway.

I'm too good to be true.

City Plaza near Guillemard Rd --> Marina Square --> Serangoon Chomp Chomp

You get the picture, no?

YWith love, Valerie

Someday we all will die
Sunday, July 16, 2006

I remember last night my good friend & I were chatting..
..someday Valerie, you'll be loved.
..ya someday i'll meet a boy as crazy as me, and crazy for me..

Right now, these things should be kept at bay. The Bloody Exams are coming.
And I just want to say... Sundays are so magical.

YWith love, Valerie

Nobody said it was gonna be easy...but nobody ever said it was going to be so hard
Friday, July 14, 2006

To those who thinks I'm still single, I'm still single.
To those who thinks I'm attached, you're wrong - I'm still single.

The opening leak gets smaller. And soon it will just be an indelible scar that reminds me of the day you heisted it... and then threw it back to me again, bit by bit. It was already cold, 15 below. Finally I'm convinced the past will never make a trip back again. But, this decision I made will never be rued, for the guy that once lived is the guy I truly love. Foolishly thinking the pact could hold everything together... Wrong, it should be our feelings. Still, that stuffed toy with the banana explicitly sticking out will bear testimony to the very moment you walked in, like with the grace of a thousand angels overhead.

...we could have been best friends. If only we are.

YWith love, Valerie

Very 13th..
Thursday, July 13, 2006

Is today Friday the 13th?
Oh but it's 13th.. true.

I fell on my knees while rushing for QA tutorial this morning.
guess my very audible 'ouch' made the people ahead turned their backs at once.
Pfffffffffft! Next time I'm not going to rush for classes.
MARK MY WORDS

..and this black cat. hopefully the owner finds it.

YWith love, Valerie

a white lie
Monday, July 10, 2006

hello diary, I'm in school! :)
despite the siesta i had, i can't wake up in the morning. my mom is neurotic about punctuality. so she kept reprimanding me for being still in bed. couldn't take the music. so, i shot her back something almost guiltless, ''World Cup so first lesson is cancelled.''

right after that short-lived stupor's over, conscience strikes instantaneously.

YWith love, Valerie

Se7en
Friday, July 07, 2006

YWith love, Valerie

Sugar Shock-er
Thursday, July 06, 2006

"Hello, Veronica.. This is Carter. Um, I-I-I'm afraid we can't be together anymore. My family and kids need me. B-Before this gets deeper, I hope we end it right here-", he puts down the phone abruptly lest Veronica hears his painful sigh.

Well, people like Veronica can go on watching soap operas, bawling their eyes out, plucking petals whilst asking repeatedly, 'You love me? You love me not?'
..but don't ever start the comtemplation of self-mutilation or going deeper in suicidal thoughts.
People often wish they die off the very minute they think they can't come to terms with the setback(s) they face. They hope a lorry give them one good bam.. a blizzard in Singapore to die from.. the moment of courage to drink that bottle of Listerine on hand. Succintly, gazillion ways to die on earth is your pick. But....why?

Life's predicaments may seem aplenty. Gradually, interest in everything feigns, and you wish you're not alive. You are not a freak, well, it happened at least to me and you.
A hearsay I've tried (789 times): In front of a mirror, give a Cheshire's smile.
That lady in front of you smiles back! You'll see. Yea that lady. That lady with no qualms in talking you out of that camisole. Simply because she saw that prominent mass of fats.

I guess you don't really know - your gargantuan smile can send ten jolts of sugar shock to somebody's system.

Damn I want to get out of Singapore (to HK) real quick. 'Cuz this emotional baggage of mine doesn't have a passport.

YWith love, Valerie

01 07 06
Saturday, July 01, 2006

Did you go somewhere I can't be
Don't tell me it's just not the same
I'd die hearing this

YWith love, Valerie