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22 June 2007 @ 11:10 am
i'll be moving, and changing my email.

if you're on my msn, when i finally figure out how to shift my msn over, you'll know the new email. as for lj, ask me for the url if you want it.

see you around! you can delete smellienellie off your friends now.
 
 
22 June 2007 @ 10:13 am
kass place for dinner!






that's her room. so pretty right! =)
i'll miss hanging out at your place eating ice cream and doing nothing when you're gone kass. =(
well. ahhaha for all we know (elk is going to kill me) you might be the 30%. ho! but i hardly think so.

seeyou soon. and i'll remember to return you your books. its been on loan for so long!
 
 
smellienellie
20 June 2007 @ 04:24 pm
i was reading the papers just now, and i saw my ex boss.

the one who owns maestro bistro. remb when i was 16? yarh that one. he's rich.

like RICH and if rich had any more alphabets, it'll all be in caps. my gosh. he owns a bentley, 2 penthouses in Singapore and one in Bel-Air. US if i'm not wrong. the A-List darling. and i know his house in singapore is in orchard road.

the newspaper said he is impeccably mannered. oh right. they should see him thowing a tantrum and throwing the lid on the floor and screaming at me to get the ice cream on the waffle okay. why did he bother man. seriously. ahha i bet the cafe only contributed to like a BIT of his assets.

THAT was pointless.

well. soon a new sem will begin, its time to pack our memories and keep that box away. jc(wee-jay-cee haha i still find it funny) is over, and so are many things. i will not bring up any of that anymore. have a good life and i hope you enjoy what you have because one day it will all leave you. trust me on that, what goes around comes around. you can only hope it is not a snowballing thing. else what might hit you in the face might jolly well be twice the size of what you did. because poetic justice exists and, poetic justice will undo you. no one needs to make sure of that, it just happens. i'm vindictive, so?

i have many good friends now and so happens i'm bring them all with me to ntu. NO they didnt decide to go with me okay. i brought them along. =)) *insert the most cheeky grin* i like my cheeky grin.

the worst is over now. all over, and nothing will ever start again i'll make sure of that. can i tell you a secret? I CANT WAIT FOR SCHOOL TO START!!

i have many things to buy, and that is SO EXCITING!
=)

tomorrow i'll know if i get the icing on my cake. but i'll be fine without, cos the cake is still mine. beggers cannot afford to be choosers. i will always remember that.
 
 
19 June 2007 @ 11:36 am
you know what i really yearn to do?

put my feet up
read newspaper
and breathe.

i believe in justce. maybe not criminal or legal.
but poetic.
that much will be true.
 
 
18 June 2007 @ 10:42 am
hey ho!

i was just reading this. http://www.thefword.org.uk/features/2007/03/the_farmer_want

and this paragraph made me laugh.

'As Madeline Bunting pointed out in a recent article in The Guardian, despite all the apparent progress in equal opportunities, society has never thought about redefining men’s roles. Women are allowed, in theory, to be equal with men, but only if they become more like men. Nobody ever suggests that men should change to become more like women - and why would they, when feminine = inferior?

All this points to one thing: young women are conscious that doing housework, the last and darkest symbol of supposed femininity, is bad. And if it’s so bad for them, it naturally follows that it would be truly catastrophic for a man to show any feminine characteristics in this area. Men shouldn’t be able to pop out in their lunch hour and remember what they’ve run out of in the fridge and what they might need to make dinner: we’ve decided that to tell ourselves that men don’t do housework because they can’t multitask and can’t plan ahead. We all know that most men are not going to object to this classification if it gets them out of the ironing, just as we all know that doing the housework as well as a job doesn’t really make women superior or cleverer, just tireder. '

men, oh men. why art thou so dense? i'm sleeeepy.
 
 
17 June 2007 @ 02:01 am

Here is the link for the file you uploaded:
http://download.yousendit.com/13C303223C46ADA6 

maroon 5 - it wont be soon before long

i hope you like it.

 
 
14 June 2007 @ 11:39 am
my favourite band has a new album. and i only just found out =((

in any case, because i'm in such a good mood, i'll extend my invitation here.
anyone wants maroon5 it wont be soon before long album or gwen stefani's the sweet escape album? more than 2 takers then i'll upload the album.

i finally saw the bag of my dreams. and i'd like to bag it but its 50 dollars above my budget. if you forgot to get me a birthday present, now is a good time to chip in!! all donations welcome! (i'm thick skinned like that)



that was miss chow's wedding. i have been thinking of the smoked salmon sandwich ever since. sigh. i want!

is that how i look? ha its funny. i always have this concept. my face, is of no use to me. because its how you recognise me. i dont see myself. the only way, is through your eyes.
 
 
13 June 2007 @ 11:04 am
i was sealing envelopes and pasting stamps the whole day today, then i got thirsty.

AND I DRANK THE WATER I'VE BEEN USING TO PASTE THE STAMPS!

=(((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((
i wonder if anything will happen to me.
 
 
12 June 2007 @ 04:47 pm
bugger lost some fur, and now she's got hairless underarms. i shall google on why. =(

Hamster Losing Hair - Our hamster is less than a year old and has lost her fur on her underside from head to tail, as well as behind her ears,
legs and now on her hind quarters. We use pine shavings.
She is eating well and does not appear to be scratching
excessively. Any advice would be appreciated.

Hamster Losing Hair Response - The most common cause of hair loss in hamsters is mites and fleas. You said
that she is not scratching excessively, she may still have them. You can
pick up mite medication for hamsters at your local pet store. It is most
important when treating for mites to completely change the bedding and wash
the cage thoroughly. Did you know that hamsters are also susceptible to
fleas. Do you have other pets that might be infecting your hamster with
fleas? You can treat fleas with a kitten flea powder by dusting your
hamster lightly and completely cleaning the cage. However, they can easily
become reinfested unless the flea problem is treated in the house. In
either case of fleas or mites, you should be able to examine her to see if
there are any mites or fleas.

The other possibility is that she may require vitamin supplements. Hair
loss can sometimes be attributable to a poor diet. She should be feed a
high quality hamster diet that is supplmented with alfalfa cubes (good for
the teeth), carrots, apples, etc. at least once per week. In addition water
soluable vitamin supplements can be added to the water bottle once per week.

Since you said that she is less than one year old, the other possibility of
age may not be a factor. However, are you sure of her age? Very often, pet
stores sell hamsters and say they are babies when in fact they are not.
Since hamsters only live 2 to 3 years, they reach their old age at about 2
years old. If old age is the cause, there is no treatment.



Our information is provided as a resource and is not intended to replace
veterinary care, advice or treatment. Your first resource should always be
your veterinarian.

i'm going to the petshop after the pharmacy. so much for saving some money.
 
 
11 June 2007 @ 11:10 pm
this came across my mind while i was on my way home and trying to sleep. and too tired to stay awake.

she heard his car parking, and in a few moments he was through the door. He just returned from the gym and was still drenched in sweat. why bother to exercise when the gym is 5 mins away you take the car? oh well. its better she hold her peace.

He slumped right down on the sofa, and dumped his sweaty shirt on the floor after she made it sparkling. taking her for granted yet again. He smells man-ly says he all the time. She remembered it didnt use to be this way. when they had their dates playing tennis, he always bathed and freshened up straight after. He smelt of aftershave and she loved it. THAT was what real man smelt like. what he smells like is just how a smelly man ought to. Real sweat smelt like rotten beans.

Then she thought of caramel and roasted bananas. It was disturbed by a loud fart then he snorted. His idea of a good laugh are slap stick comedy and crude jokes. argh. so much for a sense of humour. He'd have an easier time growing a tumour than acquiring that.

Suddenly she felt cramped. it must be the stench wrapping around her. and the ego surrounding it. She felt like 'enough was enough' is coming up, and maybe they'll divorce. After all, she had an ego too, and there's not enough space for his. maybe the whole of singapore might sink if they tried to weigh his. She must have been possessed when she agreed to marry him. no it wasnt love. it was a spirit, and she had a good mind to strangle cupid right about now. oh wait, make him live with her husband! that would be worse than death. okay maybe not SO bad but she could have been living a better life if not for him.

She feels as though her prime was sucked and consumed to grow his ego. For the life of her, she could not understand why integrity, pride, self-worth; pillars of character that should be embedded in one's heart seem to hang out of men's bodies. Then she stifled a laugh. She recalled the night he wore those leopard thongs. He thought it made him look tough and irresistible because it resembled tarzan's. someone ought to tell him, if you eat brad pit's food, wore his clothes, cut his hair, married angelina jolie, it still doesnt make you brad pit; just one of the luckiest man around. It made his john look so tiny but he of course thought otherwise. Perhaps it was his ego he saw.

Those jocks back at college, they bedded girls and that grew their reputation; just like fungi feeding off others because it had no real roots. (no i'm not talking math) and she wondered if she got the shorter end of the stick (pun fully intended).

She read the newspapers, and sir elton john was getting married. she could not for the life of her understand that. She knew why dykes were so, because they have a sweeter deal. because women prefer men. but gays? maybe they found a good man. few and rare, much like her moods to exercise.

then she sighed. He was finally going to bathe. maybe they could spend a quiet evening together. That would end the day alright.

This joke of the day caught her eye.

'you need to stroke a man's ego before he can function. Well it figues, after all, they get a standing ovation before the performance.'
 
 
11 June 2007 @ 03:02 pm
dont you think its so nice when some songs just make you feel more the way you do.

like you know, if you're nursing a heartbreak dont listen to light in your eyes- blessed union of souls cos these love songs can make you cry then brawl then wail then scream and fall asleep.

but if alls fine, its still a fantastic song to listen to. old songs make me happy. =)

lets see if you knwow here this is from.

'i would like to say that i
never meant to make you cry
i think about you everyday
no matter what your friends might say
everybody knows my name
even though i'm still the same'

okay actually i dont know what's the title. sounds like liz phair but i dont think so. think its cry by mandy moore? I THINK.

haha liz phair makes me think of long time ago.
'get a load of me get a load of you
walking down the street and i hardly know you'

oh how true, and it was so yesterday.
i should have known better, but i know now, and i've got the best. you didnt treasure what you took from me. and now i have the best. and you know what?

you can continue to be a misfit and find your flavour of the week. would you be happier? because i think there is more to life than the two of you add together.
 
 
09 June 2007 @ 01:47 am
the masterplan - Oasis

Take the time to make some sense
Of what you want to say
And cast your words away upon the waves
Sail them home with acquiesce
On a ship of hope today
And as they land upon the shore
Tell them not to fear no more
Say it loud and sing it proud
Today...

And then dance if you want to dance
Please brother take a chance
You know they're gonna go
Which way they wanna go
All we know is that we don't know --
How it's gonna be
Please brother let it be
Life on the other hand won't make us understand
We're all part of the masterplan

Say it loud and sing it proud
Today...
I'm not saying right is wrong
It's up to us to make
The best of all the things that come our way
Coz everything that's been has past
The answer's in the looking glass
There's four and twenty million doors
On life's endless corridor
Say it loud and sing it proud
And they...

Will dance if they want to dance
Please brother take a chance
You know they're gonna go
Which way they wanna go
All we know is that we don't know --
How it's gonna be
Please brother let it be
Life on the other hand won't make you understand
Why we're all part of the masterplan</i>
 
 
09 June 2007 @ 01:33 am
doing what's right, standing up for our beliefs
what if they dont coincide?
often we're in limbo and there are no answers, only decisions to be made.

i was thinking about luck, and how much i believe in it.
i know christians dont believe in luck, everything is planned
yet sometimes, it is hard not to attribute it to luck.
and when you're going down, you crash.
then the tables turn and you find yourself sitting with the wind and it all goes your way.

do you find blue flowers fake like i do?
that the rain smells of rot yet it relaxes you
or that we heal from talking and hurt from listening?

hurt from listening i say, either because of sore spots or for that person speaking.
have you felt like you cant have it all, and have to give up things in exchange.
yet other people have everything, like how your line at the supermarket always moves the slowest.

recent events make my twirl and swirl in my confusion.
then it goes round and round like the wheels of the bus
then there's a war: practicality vs ideals
there's no sure winner, only a loser; the beaten.
because either way its going to hurt, its just which is worth the fight.
i can only think in the form of heartwords and wish i could walk out of your television looking oh so fly.
 
 
05 June 2007 @ 09:29 am
okay nellie get your ass down to doing it.

no more wussy-ing around. or chrystal will smack you. alright i'm going to do it in 5 mins. okay. GO.
 
 
29 May 2007 @ 05:40 pm
no one seems to be in too much of a good mood other than sandhya

i decided tmr i'm getting my fat ass off the chair and go jogging. YES I WILL.

and i'm going to save money. go nellie go! cheat all the fastfood of the student's meal. then jog it away. okay! =D

i have two huge thick files to look through, and i'm feeling tired. i'm ot-ing to make up for my half day leave ytd. hmmm...
 
 
26 May 2007 @ 12:46 am
it left me feeling a little lonely, and i looked down at my hands. they unclenched to reveal some white powder. colour so fine, so pure and a gust of wind blew it all away. i smelt their refreshing scent, leaving me wanting for more, but left a bitter aftertaste. it was only a little, the sweetness more refined, but only for a while. while it all lasted. now it'll fly far away from me, into a distant land when bells chime and the melody rings, unlike now. in this land, when the wind blows sand and it stings. maybe its happy, being away from me. because i held on so tightly; it must have hurt. now that its gone, i'm the one who's hurt. and its a pain that no wind can take away. a pain i have to heal with other finer things, and this time i'll hold it just right, because if the time comes and it has to find its own euphoria, i'll be able to let go and this time i'll find mine. because. just, because.
 
 
24 May 2007 @ 03:04 pm
i HAVE TO PUT THIS UP!! HAH! all of you who have laughed at my math!

Your IQ Is 105

Your Logical Intelligence is Below Average

Your Verbal Intelligence is Above Average

Your Mathematical Intelligence is Exceptional

Your General Knowledge is Above Average
 
 
smellienellie
24 May 2007 @ 12:05 pm
You Are 75% Perfectionist

You are a true perfectionist. You are both demanding of yourself and others.
While it's great to have goals and standards, they don't need to be sky high!


you didnt need a quiz to know right. heh.

You Are 64% Control Freak

You are a pretty major control freak, though you may not know it.
While your confidence is inspiring, your bossy ways tend to scare people off.


its probably a hand in hand thing.

You're Not Sarcastic At all

Sarcasm isn't for you, and you really don't appreciate it when people get their snark on.
You still have a great sense of humor. You just prefer a silly joke to a sarcastic one.
You sometimes have trouble knowing when people are mocking you. But you do know you don't like it!


doesnt apply to the moron.

You Are 95% Feminist

You are a total feminist. This doesn't mean you're a man hater (in fact, you may be a man).
You just think that men and women should be treated equally. It's a simple idea but somehow complicated for the world to put into action.


another duh thing. but then again. i dont understand just cos eve is from adam's rib thereofre is his assistant and companion? my gosh.

You Are Somewhat Mature

You definitely act like an adult sometimes, but a big part of you is still a kid at heart.
While your immature side is definitely fun, you're going to have to grow up sooner or later.


haha whatever. okay back to work. i mean start work.
 
 
smellienellie
24 May 2007 @ 09:32 am
i'm listening to mr brightside!
it was my favourite song last time then daphne bought the cd for me =)
i still remember. and, i still like it a lot! i have no diea why. i remb last time i side because its got lots of imagery and rather abstract ideas. =)

i've not started doing any work. as usual =D later la, at 1030.

fixed hours is stupid. its about quality not quantity baby. you think you're running a prison? i'll break out of it at 1030 today =))
 
 
smellienellie
23 May 2007 @ 09:42 am
i liked country wife amonst the other lit text that we did. simply because the theme to me, is a powerful one. (this post is spurred from reading a long long summary of the last episode of grey's) the most vile of it all; jealousy is also the most powerful. it can make you scheme, incurr warth and you'll die from and for it. sex,power and wit. tools that can make you king, or lose everything.

'if thou cuckold me, ’twill be my own fault—for cuckolds and bastards are generally makers of their own fortune.' said pinchwife, and you lose your self worth to infidelity.

as much as sparkish is an idiot, and a complete asshole. the idea behind his thoughts hold water, and if you think about it,

Spark. But, Harry, what, have I a rival in my wife already? But with all my heart, for he may be of use to me hereafter; for though my hunger is now my sauce, and I can fall on heartily without, the time will come when a rival will be as good sauce for a married man to a wife, as an orange to veal.

meaning, another man's hankering for his wife whets his appetite for his wife.

anyhow, i just ripped songs into my com. cos i brought cds from home =)