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Monday, May 31, 2004

Intoxicated By:

Atomic Kitten - Someone Like Me
Feeling: Pleased


Just finished a new layout. I decided it was time for a change. I love this one, the contrast between the kitten and the dark background is superb. Like, a bright shining star against a black velvet sky.

But I can't (and I don't want to) add more stuff. The layout is too squeezy, and I have to think of it as a way where both 15 and 17 inch monitors can view it nicely. It's such a terrible chore, seriously. I'm on a 15 inch, and if I were to fit it nicely for my viewing pleasures, Joey on her 17 inch monitor would view it as too small. Sigh.

I hope it looks fine. I will add a picture and prolly a counter soon. And that would be all. It's nice having a simple and sweet blog for a change.

Joey changed her blog's layout too. It's really nice too. Her layout is much better and easier than mine. But well, I'm using this because of the kitten. Hehe. Isn't she the sweetest thing? Kittens are just too adorable. I wouldn't mind having a million of them.

Final update of the day:



A picture taken a few weeks back. I just wanted to show of my Joey's pearlies. She hardly shows them ok?





Saturday, May 29, 2004

Intoxicated By:

3 Doors Down - Here Without You
Feeling: Hot


A Mom's Love.

When you were 1 year old, she fed and bathed you.
You thanked her by crying all night long.

When you were 2 years old, she taught you to walk.
You thanked her by running away from her when she called.

When you were 3 years old, she prepared all your meals with love.
You thanked her by tossing your plate on the floor.

When you were 4 years old, she gave you some crayons.
You thanked her by coloring the walls.

When you were 5 years old, she dressed you for the holidays.
You thanked for by complaining that you want to go home.

When you were 6 years old, she walked you to school.
You thanked her by screaming, "I'M NOT GOING!"

When you were 7 years old, she brought you a baseball.
You thanked her by throwing it through the neighbour's window.

When you were 8 years old, she handed you an icecream.
You thanked her by dripping it all over your lap.

When you were 9 years old, she paid for piano lessons.
You thanked her by not practising at all.

When you were 10 years old, she drove you all day, from school to gymnastic, from one birthday party to another.
You thanked her by jumping out the car and not looking back.

When you were 11 years old, she took you and your friends to the movies.
You thanked her by asking to sit at another row.

When you were 12 years old, she warned you not to watch certain TV shows.
You thanked her by waiting untill she get out of the house.

When you were 13 years old, she suggested a haircut.
You thanked her by telling her she has no taste.

When you were 14 years old, she paid for a month away at summer camp.
You thanked her by forgetting to write a single letter.

When you were 15 years old, she came home from work looking for a hug.
You thanked her by locking your bedroom door.

When you were 16 years old, she taught you how to drive her car.
You thanked her by taking it every chance you could.

When you were 17 years old, she was expecting an important call.
You thanked her by being on the phone all night.

When you were 18 years old, she cried at your high school graduation.
You thanked her by staying out and partying till dawn.

When you were 19 years old, she paid for your college tuition, drove you to campus and carried your bags.
You thanked her by saying goodbye outside the dorm, so you wouldn't embarrass yourself in front of your friends.

When you were 20 years old, she asked whether you are seeing anyone.
You thanked her by saying, "It's none of your business."

When you were 21 years old, she suggested certain careers for your future.
You thanked her by saying, "I don't want to be like you."

When you were 22 years old, she hugged you at your college graduation.
You thanked her by asking if she could pay for a trip to Europe.

When you were 23 years old, she gave you furnitures for your first apartment.
You thanked her by telling your friends they're ugly.

When you were 24 years old, she met your fiance and asked about your plans for the future.
You thanked her by glaring and growling, "Mom, please!"

When you were 25 years old, she helped to pay for your wedding, cried and told you how deeply she loved you.
You thanked her by moving halfway across the country.

When you were 30 years old, she called with some advise on the baby.
You thanked her by telling her, "Things are different now."

When you were 40 years old, she called to remind you of a relative's birthday.
You thanked her by saying, "I'm really busy right now."

When you were 50 years old, she fell ill and needed you to take care of her.
You thanked her by reading about the burden parents became to their children.

And one day, she quietly died. And everything you never did came crashing down like thunder on your heart.

PS: I'm gonna show this to my Mom. A little late for her birthday and ever later for Mother's Day. But well, I need to tell her I love her.





Friday, May 28, 2004

Intoxicated By:

Climie Fisher - Love Changes Everything
Feeling: Angelic


Hoobastank - The Reason

i'm not a perfect person
there's many things i wish i didn't do
but i continue learning
i never meant to do those things to you
and so i have to say before i go
that i just want you to know

i've found a reason for me
to change who i used to be
a reason to start over new
and the reason is you

i'm sorry that i've hurt you
it's something i must live with everyday
and all the pain i put you through
i wish that i could take it all away
and be the one who catches all your tears
that's why i need you to hear

i've found a reason for me
to change who i used to be
a reason to start over new
and the reason is you


That's for my Baby before I go for my shower. I still love you lotsa. Say you love me too. Hehe.







Intoxicated By:

Alicia Keys - If I Ain't Got You
Feeling: Melancholy


Disbelief is a terrible thing.

And so is the hurt we caused each other unknowingly.





Thursday, May 27, 2004

Intoxicated By:

Anastacia - Left Outside Alone
Feeling: Ecstatic


Met up with Qinglin and Amy today after work. It was fun. *squeals in delight* They're the greatest bunch of girls ever. We could still joke like before and talk about anything under the sun. I feel almost like myself with them.

We met at Novena, because we were supposed to accompany Qinglin for her haircut. But she didn't in the end. Amy and I sort of discouraged her actually. I mean, she wants to keep her hair longer, so why should she cut? Our logic, but it makes sense doesn't it?

We couldn't decide on what to eat at Novena, so we went to Bugis for Simply Thai instead. The Tom Yam soup could really burn one's throat, but still, it's quite yummy.

And here comes the climax of the day. The cutest and funniest part of our meeting. We decided to take those really cute photo stickers. It's been at least a year since I paid to take pictures. Anyway, we took one, which allows us to go overboard with 21 poses, and we get to choose 6 for the final print.

But sadly, we only had 4 different pictures in the end, prolly because we were too slow in choosing 6 from the 21 pictures. Pardon us, we're still new to this.

So here are the pictures we've taken. Are you feeling a wee bit surprised that I'm posting pictures? Hehe.


Introducing... Ingrid.


Finally a decent picture.


I look like Ronald MacDonald. I have his lips! Okay, that's actually my nails against my lips and thus making it look sausagy. I had to clarify this.

Now, aren't I good? I'm not keeping all these ugly pictures to myself.

PS: I had another picture, but I think I dropped it. Those darn things are so small. Doh.





Wednesday, May 26, 2004

Intoxicated By:

Nelly Furtado - Powerless
Feeling: Productive


I am in deep shit, it's close to 6am now, and I'm still typing away. I have to wake up early for an interview later, like at 10am. So I'm left with 4 hours of pathetic sleep. Which inevidently leads to a horrible looking me, which means they wouldn't want me for the job.

Just finished helping Joey and Zhongying with their blogs. It's tiring, but well, at least I learn while I help them. And it feels good to be doing something.

Okay, time to hit the hay.

PS: I'm very hungry. Should I cook something before I sleep? Hmm...





Tuesday, May 25, 2004

Intoxicated By:

Beyonce - Me, Myself & I
Feeling: Touched


This is a Friendster testimonial that Zhong Ying wrote for me:

"for her smile is simply irresistable. for her eyes are utterly captivating. for her face is so pretty & sweet. for she eats alot but doesn't get fat. for all her deafening laughter. for she's a pink fanatic. for she shops like there's no tomorrow. for she loves manicures & pedicutes. for she's a bookworm when it comes to books. for she has uncountable mp3s in her computer. for she's someone to have a heart-to-heart talk with. for her strong faith that things will go well eventually. for she doesn't get agigated for whatever weird nicknames i use to address her. for she is who she is. there are just too many things to list down about her... p/s: so glad we're friends again! i'll treasure this friendship. hope you'll always be happy!"

Simple words that could mean a whole world to me. Reading that practically made my day. It's so sweet, and well, it's written for me! Feels like... somwhere out there in that big cold world, there's someone who actually cares about me. Simple words that could bring tears to my eyes. Words from the heart, is a lovely gift.

Thank you so much woman, for being so surprisingly sweet. I'm glad we're friends again too.

God really has a way with life. The way that friends always have an uncanny sense of stepping into your lives again, when you're feeling lost and alone. That's you, and Clara too.

*huggles to my 2 angels*

PS: She always calls me "Woman". So I'll call her that too.





Monday, May 24, 2004

Intoxicated By:

Creed - With Arms Wide Open
Feeling: Sleepy


"I am on my bed, one of the most comfortable place ever. Sleeping, wondering, and dreaming of the perfection which is always somehow just barely out of my grasp."

Good night. Good bye.

Bonne nuit. Bon au revoir.

PS: By the way, that's not an original Ingrid sentence, it was something copied from MSN's away messages. Hehe.







Intoxicated By:

Hillary Duff - Come Clean
Feeling: Exhausted


I wanna do a re-vamp of my blog. I mean, just adding a couple more things, not changing the whole layout. Can you see some differences?

Hopefully I can finish it by tomorrow. Since I'll be home the whole day tomorrow, I should do something productive.

Bedtime for me soon. My whole body is aching from sitting on my computer chair for too long. Wow, almost 10 hours. Small wonder my neck is practically breaking.





Friday, May 21, 2004

Went for my manicure today. I love my new nails. No more sweet girlie baby pink for me this time. (Well, actually I wanted to do pearl white with pink, but Joycelyn said that I'm so boring, always doing the same sweet thing. And forever doing French.) But I can't help it that I like French right? Subtle and classy, who doesn't like it? Too elaborate nail arts a little... erm... trashy. So I went ahead and did something different.

Anyway, wanna hear about my nails?

Think hot violet red, or maybe fuchsia? With silver and baby pink. (Okay, I still did a little pink, but it's really little compared to what I usually do. I can't not use pink.) Totally spiffy huh?

Oh, and under dark light, it's blood red against silver. I wished I could take a picture and post it, maybe this weekend I will.

And did I mention it's totally spiffy? *lol*





Thursday, May 20, 2004

An intepretation of a dream I had sometime ago:

Oh, I dreamt about snakes by the way.

A snake, being the ages old symbol of evil or satan, makes it a bad omen to have one show up in a dream. To see a lone snake and feel threatened by it shows that you have a bad enemy that is even then working against you, it also gives a warning against bodily harm from an enemy. To dream of many snakes in a pit is the foreboding of much bad luck in love or business. Should you overcome and kill a threatening snake in your dream shows that you will overcome your adversary and win out.

Seeing a snake or be bitten by one in your dream means hidden fears and worries that are threatening you. Your dream may be alerting you to something in your waking life that you are not aware of or that has not yet surfaced. The snake may also be seen as phallic and thus symbolize dangerous and forbidden sexuality. The snake may also refer to a person around you who is callous, ruthless, and can't be trusted. As a positive symbol, snakes represent transformation, knowledge and wisdom. It is indicative of self-renewal and positive changes.

A snake ready to strike means treachery from one you least expected; killing it means victory over enemies.

An recurring issue that has not been resolved yet. Can involve treachery or sense of betrayal.


Well, from the intepretations above, I can conclude that it doesn't sound nice. For god's sake, I didn't kill any snakes, I was bitten and completely surrounded my them. So there's no positive side to my dream at all.

"You believe what you want to believe. You feel what you want to feel. It's not real."

So, as usual, I choose to not believe this. Yeah, sue me. I love running away from reality.

PS: I raked my brains and I couldn't think of any enemies or someone around me who would betray me. This is scary.





Monday, May 17, 2004

Love, is an amazing thing.

Amazing because, the amount of tears we could shed for one person. The ache of a broken heart.

Amazing because, the burst of light inside you when your love made you happy. The laughter of a blissful heart.

But, love is amazing to me, because...

In the end, it's all about forgiveness.

Amazing because, the ability to forgive and forget. The smile of a broken heart.

Yes, I'm in love.





Friday, May 14, 2004

Wee, I finally uploaded a new song. I can hear it perfectly fine, I don't know about you guys though.

I'm on MSN now, asking Zing to check it out for me. But he's complaining that he's tired instead. Gee, help me won't you! *lol*

Oh hungry, I'm so hungry.





Monday, May 10, 2004

You will never believe what I did, or rather acomplished. *grins* I've fixed my damn computer! I gave up last night and decided not to bother about electronics anymore.

Woke up this morning, re-read 2 books, fed the parrot, ate some chocs, drank some milk and apple juice. And I was too fucking bored that I decided to take out my Daddy's toolbox, open out my CPU, and fiddle and poke around at those... whatever they're called. I was thinking if I spoilt my computer even worse, it doesn't matter, since it's already not in working condition. So there's absolutely no harm in trying.

So, as I poked around the insides of the CPU, while talking to my cat. Yes, you heard me right, I was talking to my cat. Imagine what boredom can do to a being. I decided to give it a try and switched on my computer. And tata! It worked!

So here I am, typing this, waiting for my Antivirus and Firewall download to finish. It's quite buggy now, but well, at least I still could kinda use it.

So bless me. Hopefully this piece of retarded electronic wouldn't freak out on me again. I swear if it does, I'm gonna give up on using computers forever. Well, maybe not, I'll just buy a new one.

PS: I can't seem to upload a new song. How sad.





Friday, May 07, 2004

A bored girl wasting a beautiful evening. That's me.

Blah!

I wanna perm my hair and hopefully I won't look like a poodle.

Alright, off to upload new songs. I'm a wee bit sick of this song.

"Parfois je me demande comme ce que notre futur est, mon amour. Parfois je me demande il serais jamais ma plus grande erreur en vous aimant. Bébé, bébé de l'oh, qu'est-ce qu'il adviendrait de nous d'un jour?"





Thursday, May 06, 2004

Quel est amour?

Pourquoi peuplez l'amour?

Pourquoi est-ce que j'aime?

Et pourquoi je t'aime?





Wednesday, May 05, 2004

Je veux apprendre le Français.

Ne pensez-vous pas le français est-vous une belle et romantique langue?

*lol*

Vous devriez savoir à ce jour que je suis un cas désespéré quand il vient pour aimer.

PS: Does anyone know what i'm talking about?




Yours Truly
Ingrid
25 years old
Kievan's Mommy
Still Pink Lovin'

Faded Memories October 2003
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January 2007
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March 2010

deep inside me. a silent whisper in my mind.
sweet surrender to your love divine. peace enfolding.
in the stillness i empty my soul. and your healing presence flows.
as i breathe the air of heaven. drawing in your fragrance when i breathe.
i feel your fullness come alive inside of me. you're the breath that i breathe.
it's taking hold. like a second nature when i savour. savour you. as i breathe.