I am?
As per Kak’s query in the previous meme… I have delved and…

Are you a Seme or Uke?
P.S. Meme adjusted accordingly.
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Thursday, 31st March 2005I am?As per Kak’s query in the previous meme… I have delved and… ![]() Are you a Seme or Uke? P.S. Meme adjusted accordingly. Sunday, 27th March 2005Happy EasterMy Easter Sunday just took a turn for the yucky, so here’s a meme to get my mind off stuff. Thanks to Raydance and azuresque. Instructions: Me: My preferences: My sch life: My leisure time: My love life: My political leanings: Food!: Thou Art a Pai Kia!: Tuesday, 22nd March 2005Ayyyyyyyy….From Hei’s blog: The “Things of Little Consequence” Meme I have not worn contacts very long, so I don’t really recall how I used to remove them, but I guess it would be right first then left, because the right was always easier to remove. I wear my right sock before my left, and slip in my right shoe before my left. I don’t have a particular favourite fruit. I used to think it was the watermelon, but that was at a time when I didn’t get to eat it much. Maybe I’ll go out on a limb and say the kiwi fruit, but I have yet to learn how to choose them properly in the supermarket. Other fruits I love only because I eat them so often include apples (red only, please) and pears (I prefer them a little overripe). Not crazy about Sunkist oranges, but once I start with mandarin oranges at Chinese New Year I don’t stop. Often. I prefer Sunkist juices, and apple juice tops that list. I actually love tinned food. Luncheon meat is a perennial fave, maybe because I don’t eat it often. Corned beef rocks. I know they’re all processed food, but so is McDonalds. Canned food’s cheaper too - especially those Narcissus button mushrooms. Yummy. The time between bed and door every morning is half an hour, if I’m late. Without any music to listen to on the hour long ride to school, I have lost the ability to smile. Unless I get a message from someone I don’t expect - which, unfortunately, means everyone but my mother. God. I have missed several classes this semester, but have religiously gone for the ones I intend to score in. Not the right attitude, I know. I normally drink the Jasmine tea from the Canteen A drinks stall, and that’s only when I pass by it. It costs 30cents for a cup, so I don’t complain. I used to wear just about anything that caught my eye, but now I’m sticking to mostly blue or black tops. Once in a while it’s green. It mostly depends on if I can remember the last time I wore it. I have never kissed a girl on the lips. I don’t remember the first time I kissed a girl on any other part of her body though. Don’t get nasty thoughts now. I last kissed a girl on the forehead in 2004. Not mentioning names. This part of the meme is depressing enough as it is. I have extremely low tolerance for Indians. I know this makes me racist, and I hate the thought of being racist, but they just get to me. More often than not, I am relieved to find an Indian that doesn’t have a pungent smell, doesn’t talk in loud voices and doesn’t get in everyone’s personal space, even though these are probably the norm. Meeting the boisterous ones in an MRT are the worst, because I squirm like there’s no tomorrow. I can’t tell a lot about a girl’s personality and grooming habits just by looking at them. However, I do judge them based on the the way they do their hair. Even in the hustle and bustle of University, I’m amazed at those who actually take the time to tie it up, brush it down, or simply accessorise. I think it says a lot about a person if they bother to do their hair up. Guys do it, girls should too. I think every song has something going for it. I simply choose not to listen to songs that elude me on every level. Unfortunately, this broad stroked look at the music world makes me quite the Top 40 person. I appreciate choral music and theatre as an artform. I think it’s the absolute way of displaying a person’s genius. If I could afford it, I would catch every play and choir performance possible. Unfortunately, my financial situation means that I’m limited to movies, which isn’t quite the same. I hate pop concerts. I think they’re a waste of money. Maybe it’s because the artistes I support aren’t touring this region. I wish I had a montage of all the great artworks of history across my wall. I should really be doing my assignment now.
I thought the test was a little skewed, so I’m just glad it deems me to be a generally religious person (though 30% atheist) with majority beliefs in three of the four major religions in Singapore. Needless to say, I’m hardly surprised to be found more “Buddhist” because I’ve always felt that the spiritual worth of a person is equally shared by all, and that seems to be the focus of the test creator. Monday, 21st March 2005Holy WeekBefore I begin, just wanted to wish Miss Singapore Universe hopeful Jacqueline Ong all the best in her bid to become Miss Singapore Universe 2005. You go, girl. Anyway… Yesterday, the Church celebrated Passion Sunday, perhaps more commonly known as Palm Sunday. It recalls the event of Jesus’ entry into Jerusalem near the end of his ministry on Earth, when our Lord, riding on a donkey entered the city surrounded by his supporters. To show their allegiance to him, they spread their cloaks on the ground and waved branches… a truly triumphant sight. We recalled how Jesus was more than a prophet to these people. They actually believed that as the Messiah, the anointed one promised by God through his prophets who would come and save his people, Jesus was going to establish his Kingdom by conquering Jerusalem, the capital city. Oh how terribly confused they were… in less than a week, their opinion of Jesus failed, their faith in him lost when they realised that this man was no worldly warrior. No, he amassed no army, scored no political victory, but only angered the people and religious leaders through his words, which they believed to be outright blasphemy. Their verdict? He was a charlatan, and deserved to die, for he would convert even more people, turning them against the religious authorities if he lived. Welcome to Holy Week, the climax of the liturgical calendar in the Catholic Church. Holy Week marks the end of Lent, our 40 days of spiritual preparation for Good Friday and Easter, and the start of a truly religious experience, if we only cared to appreciate it. In the first three days of this week, we recall the last days of the life of Jesus, as he preached in the Temple, to the Greeks, to the Jews to their utter disbelief. It seemed as if the whole world was against Jesus. Even his disciples were afraid and confused. But that is our legacy. Those people had not yet seen the glory of God revealed in Jesus Christ, they had not seen him die, nor had they seen him resurrected. But we have. We have, for the past two millenia, known the presence of Christ, been touched by him in some way or another, exclaimed our love for him many times in the past before. But this is when it all gets put to the test… the days leading up to the event when Jesus was arrested, scourged, crucified and died, all for our sake. This is when we, as his new disciples, are called to strengthed our faith in him, so that we might not repeat the mistake of Saint Peter, who denied knowing Jesus, three times in the same night. Let this be a week of deep meditation, of prayer and of uniting ourselves with the sacrifice of Jesus Christ. Have a blessed Holy Week. Tuesday, 15th March 2005The ConfessionI once told this girl, “You are the most beautiful person I know.”
We were 13 then. Now she’s one of 25 finalists of the latest Miss Singapore Universe pageant. Go figure. Friday, 11th March 2005I’m in a funk…… and this is the reason.
Yes. I think I’m in love again. Bugger it all. “At times, your need to please can become a bit too needy.” That couldn’t be more true. I’m finding myself clinging on to this person like wet cloth on skin. Icky wet cloth on skin. Fortunately, I haven’t crossed the line to become that “creepy guy” and I sure as heck don’t plan to… but I don’t know if she thinks otherwise. I find myself being unable to leave her alone, and offer my assistance in just about EVERYTHING I can. Which is freaky, on hindsight. I spend one day - ONE DAY - conciously stopping myself from doing so and I feel like I’m about to burst from the depression it gives me. ARGH. “As long as you remain somewhat independent, your relationships are perfectly balanced.” My fear stems from my personal belief that a relationship involving two “somewhat independent” people is not a relationship. Granted, there two people sshould always give each other a sense of space in a relationship, but even that is hardly described as “somewhat independent”. I believe there has to be a significant amount of dependency between the two parties in a relationship. Am I wrong to believe so? Perhaps. Perhaps that is the reason why I can’t/won’t/couldn’t enter into a healthy romance with another.
Kill me now. Thursday, 03rd March 2005Quizzes!From kakita and Direcow: The Commonly Confused Words Test
Exactly the same score as Direcow. Worrying, perhaps?
MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. I feel like Greg all of a sudden. If only kakita could see me now. And the one I decided to take for the heck of it (it’s like Secondary School all over again!):
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