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(no subject) [Feb. 9th, 2010|08:29 pm]
Oh my god, I really need to get out of Singapore forever.

Or maybe I just need to get my own place.
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(no subject) [Feb. 7th, 2010|10:17 am]
When the laughter fades away
When there's nothing more to say
When the spotlight drifts away
When the blue sky turns to grey

Ma vie
C'est la vie
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(no subject) [Jan. 26th, 2010|10:07 pm]
I miss erasmus so much it kills me.
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(no subject) [Jan. 25th, 2010|09:45 pm]
Tonight, I intended to have a glass of wine and hit the books immediately after, but this Oreno 2006 absolutely demands my fullest attention - at least for the next couple of hours.
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Year 3, Week 23: putain de merde [Jan. 19th, 2010|02:32 pm]
Legal philosophers should all die a slow, painful death.
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Year 3, Week 21: in pieces [Jan. 6th, 2010|12:14 am]
They say that home is where the heart is. If that is true then my heart is probably somewhere in Europe.
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Year 3, Week 21: che cazzo [Jan. 4th, 2010|03:32 am]
Seriously feeling the difference between studying in Europe and Singapore.
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(no subject) [Jan. 3rd, 2010|04:57 pm]
For God's sake, I'm 21. I should not be acting or feeling like that.
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(no subject) [Jan. 2nd, 2010|09:33 am]
J is coming to Singapore this summer. *happiness*
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(no subject) [Dec. 22nd, 2009|04:28 am]
European guys are flaky and unreliable.
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i wish [Dec. 20th, 2009|01:03 pm]
I'm leaving for Paris, no I don't think that I'll see you
I'm leaving for Paris, no I don't think that I need to
So I'm leaving for Paris, won't you try to take care of yourself
Just you try to take care of yourself, cause I'm leaving
Yes, I'm leaving for Paris

I pray you won't follow through the crooked streets behind me
I pray you won't follow, like so many who I've roamed there
So I'm leaving for Paris, don't you try to find out where I am
Just you try to take care of yourself
Cause I'm leaving, yes I'm leaving
Cause I'm leaving, yes I'm leaving for Paris
Goodbye
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(no subject) [Dec. 14th, 2009|06:10 pm]
I don't understand why the Straits Times pays people to write vapid, self-explanatory nonsense.
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(no subject) [Dec. 11th, 2009|04:09 pm]
I want to waste my youth away in Europe.
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(no subject) [Nov. 24th, 2009|12:23 am]
Seems like a lot of the law students I know are either questioning their existence or choice of career, myself included. Comments?
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(no subject) [Oct. 22nd, 2009|03:25 pm]
I want to buy a trashy fashion magazine and read it in a left bank cafe, along with a continuous supply of malevolently dark expressos and Pierre Hermé macarons.
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(no subject) [Oct. 18th, 2009|11:19 am]
i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)

                                    i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant 
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)
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(no subject) [Oct. 17th, 2009|01:25 am]
I went for some much-needed haute cuisine after class on Thursday. Unfortunately, I probably would have been better off at the rustic French bistro next door.

Looks like Michelin stars aren't worth so much these days. 
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(no subject) [Oct. 14th, 2009|01:03 am]
 If I don't eat foie gras and scallops soon I'm going to scream. 
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two for joy. [Oct. 7th, 2009|10:44 am]
One for sorrow,
Two for joy,
Three for a girl,
Four for a boy,
Five for silver,
Six for gold,
And seven for a secret never to be told.
Eight's a kiss,
Nine's a wish,
And ten's an evening ending in bliss.


- Dublin, 5 Oct 2009
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(no subject) [Sep. 26th, 2008|01:18 am]
Today, Josh dedicated a song to me and "my new toy".

Bless.
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