vera in context.
vera's johari
(ripped this somewhere which i think is really true!)
ARIES WOMAN
>>
>>She thinks the world is watching her through the eye glasses of rose petal
>>frame. She thinks people think and talk about her only about good things
>>and often disappoint to know the fact that they are not true and not even
>>real, so she will feel hurt. She think her path has to be a beautiful one.
>>She
>>think only good things so she prepares and always make arrangement for
>>herself to be in the right path always, quite systematic indeed.
>>
>>If there is no guy in her life, she will be busy with herself. This
>>seemingly ordinary woman will push herself to meet her goal. Her face
>>mostly will be slim and long, high cheek bone, Eye brow slightly curve up,
>>slight tall more than short, thin lips and she will have quite a confusing
>>or mixture of character.
>>
>>Sometimes, she will be very careful about guy she will mingle with. She
>>thinks as if she has a main CPU in her head and she could memorize
>>everything from her childhood. When she faces with problems, she will
>>handle them and solving them very well, and at the same time showing other
>>people
>>that she has that capability. She can put her mind in solving problems in
>>crisis better than many other Zodiac. Once she determine to do thing,
>>nothing will stop her.
>>
>>Woman in this Zodiac could be totally different from one woman to another
>>woman. You could see her in the party dancing like flash dance or dirty
>>dancing, as well you could also see her as an old fashion lady or a geek.
>>She could be someone flashy and wanted by many men, or she could be a cold
>>and non-social person. She will have her own way to win you over. Once she
>>choose you, she will need to be proud of you.
>>
>>"Love" is not as important to her as "Marriage". Her real goal in life is
>>"Safety" and her position in other people sight need to be "Secure". She
>>plans her life, and socially life easily and very carefully. She is also
>>very artistic and realistic, so if you are a nobody or nothing, no chance
>>because she loves ambition and a good life. She need lots of love, but do
>>not
>>want and do not belief in an occasional or unconventional love.
>>
>>She is a proud in nature type, so if you see a woman in this Zodiac come
>>from a poor family, she will act like a woman from a noble family by birth
>>anyway (certainly there are always exception). She always look cool even
>>when she is not. She like to make people see her as "secure and confident"
>>even she is a mixed emotion and mixed character type. If she is mad, you
>>can tell right away and she can stay moody for quite a long time.
>>
>>You never have all her times, for she likes to work hard and also spent
>>some spare times working for charity. You will see woman in this zodiac a
>>"Volunteer" for camp, and if she is in a high society, she will most
>>likely be a president or a V.P. of a "Club". She is a romantic and
>>artistic, but being poor and unstable is certainly not in her dreams. Her
>>beautiful
>>imaginations need to be realistic, for failure is not in her plan.
>>
>>A Goat always climb high, so either she start from a low point or a high
>>point, she will make sure at the end she will have the best spot. She will
>>not show her ambition, but she will show that she satisfy with herself
>>now. Once you look back she already moved up again , quietly but sure.
>>
>>If she is your love one, be supportive and understand her. She is
>>stubborn, but she will listen. She will act like a gentle fragile person,
>>but in fact she can stick you down like a super glue without you knowing
>>it.
i want/i need.
air. love. food. air. air. air.
i just discovered the best webpage to spend a whole night of reading at. that made me forget what i wanted to post initially, put my enormous workload aside, and spent about 2hours reading the witty crap.
i'll upate again tomorrow.
and oh yeah, happy 2 months too! =D
i the stud. she the orgasmic. says:
today has been really really a significant day!
all in need in this life of sin is myself and the stud. says:
haha, hell yes! =)
i the stud. she the orgasmic. says:
from the board you made. to the water splash in class. to the stoopid bus bell! and the pinching of me for sure!
i the stud. she the orgasmic. says:
oh!
i the stud. she the orgasmic. says:
and i forgot!
i the stud. she the orgasmic. says:
to the KKKL!
hell yes, king of the king of the king of the L!
Friday, September 30, 2005 at 12:45 AM
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knocked the breath out of me in his new G2000 shirt.
he's gonna do his presentation today.
o wish him well.
Tuesday, September 27, 2005 at 1:38 PM
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i dont know how i'm going to sleep tonight.
cos tonight deems whatever reasons u said u love me for, so small that they cant fight a difference in the value we hold.
and you even want to see if there'a past to judge.
Monday, September 26, 2005 at 12:11 AM
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a little wry smile.
the bent tree(our joke) no longer funny.
instead the crude bend mocks a representation of your image of me now.
i wish to say let's sit a little longer and we'll talk.
except pride is running a little too feverish.
my head telling me it's not my wrong, dont worry.
and of course, there's too, this me that cant speak.
cant speak my mind
on crucial times.
ask me to tell this or that person off.
and i will.
(with reasons of course.)
do note: my bark is just fiercer than my bite.but anything that deals with thy heart.
i stutter and fucked.
yes, i've once again done a vera and fucked myself up. should have known that this guy who, thinks girls who get too close to guys when they're not
together are flirty-bitchy, would have not have thought any lesser of a girl who doesnt mind one-night stand. single or not.
that's like a slut he puts.
yeah, so i said, "i'm someone who wouldnt mind a one night stand, when unattached."
as much as i personally see nothing wrong in the above sentence, i realised mid-way that i've put it all wrong. i wanted very much to put things right by saying, then, the below. except i might well be seen by him as merely trying to salvage the situation, with lies. and thus i did not. but i cant hold it in myself, i feel a need to put it down, in this entry. and so here it is.
what i meant was that i wouldnt mind a one night stand when i come to a point of realization that i'll never find a soulmate in this life. or that when i've lost all abilities to love anyone, anymore. or that i've been single for a long while and yearn for some company for a night.
simple put, what i say/mean now doesnt quite matter, does it? cos we're never gonna know what's gonna lie in the future for us.
ok ok, cut that crap,
ultimately, i only meant that i do not discriminate girls who do one-night stand. if guys are not seen as bastards sleeping with different girls, why cant girls be the same.
and
sexism(i'm not all that sure if there's such a word) is just one point.
to the next. quoted right from him, 'sex is a form of expressing.' so why should expressing oneself on nights of need, to an unrelated guy due to the inability to commitment, be slutty?
to me, the word slutty only comes to term with girls who are attached and still sleep around, or girls who try all means by 'cheapening' herself to get a guy to bed.
for example: showing a guy she just got to know/meet, naked pictures of her/videos of her performing oral. or having to persuade the guy, time and again, and resort to means of fiddling with his dick, etc. to have sex with her.
and that's just my take on being slutty-for now.
finally, if
you still think that i'm a slut, for whatever reasons you've in mind, all i can say is, our relationship is not gonna work out.
Sunday, September 25, 2005 at 10:10 PM
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oh, last night, meaning before the clock hits 12am. meaning, 22nd sept.
was special though nothing much happened.
we did fine dining(yeah right), right by the suntec fountain, drenched with sewage(it must be.) water.
$2.90 meal never tasted soOoo good.
Friday, September 23, 2005 at 11:57 PM
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cheebye blogger in tk's lappy has turned chinese. nowadays i like to say cheebye, i dont know why. even when they say my 'cheebye' sounds french like. (note: i'm not refering to
my cheebye.)
anyway, of cos, i didnt come online to blog abut cheebyes.
or did i?
haha.
well last night was a frenzy of bad events that had me crying my heart out and for nothing. thanks for the ones who was there.
and you. yes you. guard your dick well.
you
cheebye!
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i'm drained.
but my brains wouldnt allow any sleep.
you want to end the night with misunderstandings, conceit and all?
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and so his friends start calling me ah moi(girl in hokkein).
dedicated my fave song to ah moi when they perform.
i really enjoyed.
but all those laughters wouldnt have been there had it not been him.
Monday, September 19, 2005 at 11:23 PM
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i still remember the first time i had a pager.
yes, you didnt get it wrong. a P.A.G.E.R. kids, dont giggle. it was such a hit back then before handphone as sleek as dicks are invented.
and mine, was the lousy loser kind. black, old and handed down from my aunt.
nevertheless, it shone. for awhile. as did the waterbottle da ge da 'big brother' handphone.
that was a time when messages were sent really, really short-formed and/or numerically. i remember mine couldnt read words and my friends had to page me in numeric messages. and yeah, u've got to be really smart at puzzle guessing, well, in a way.
and if you can remember, how 'love' numbers like 512, 1314, 3344...
eg. 512 meaning i love u in chinese.
haha, i remember how blissful i felt having those numbers paged to me by some guy.. imagine telling to a 13, 14 year old now, that a certain form of numbers are so sweet. lols. even i myself cant help laughing at this absurdity.
and now the sms fashions.
and u dont try telling the kids bout it this time, and expect them to think you're acting strange. cos they'll be telling us more than we know. or want to know. (the other day my lil sis was telling me that she knows how to create pics of people fucking in text form.)
instead, try telling your grandparents. i remember trying to tell my grandma and after an hour of explaining, i was so exasperated that i proceeded to show her one of my 'secret' sms. and she said, "i cant even read the words cos the size isn't elderly-friendly!"
and of cos, she cant understand how i can go over the moon just by receiving a sms from wan.
but, try telling her how someone can make us feel by the things he/she does for you. the feeling of being love, the feeling of falling in love everyday, with the very same person. and she smiles fondly at grandpa and says she understands.
the world has changed so much that many express their feelings, especially love via texting and miss out on the simplicity and beauty of the complexity of actions.
wan brought the meaning and importance of it all, back to me.
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art school life seems like a dream come true for me.
i still remember how i hate so much sitting in class, trying my best to stay awake and focus at whatever the teacher is babbling about.
and of course the endless school's year-end report that goes like: 'yiwen is always in a world of her own.'
we cant help being bored with something as mundane as listening and following like brain-dead idiots, can we?
the way how art school functions is what made me love schooling. we learn from our own practical work, by the load of assignment threw upon us. (ok, sometimes that kills quite a bit) i love learning from own experiences. rather than someone telling me this is this and that and thus this and that.
work's been pretty tough though. dont think "aiya, go art school means go play play lah. for students who doesnt do well in their Os lah." i'll slice your balls or shave the tits of your breasts if i ever catch you say that!
try being in one.
Sunday, September 18, 2005 at 1:00 PM
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Its been a long time since i've had time to think about the things that do matter, cos life seems to revolve around the things that don't. I go to school. Or I don't more often than not. But its become a sort of doing and though there is a lot of thinking involved i feel i havent thought enough. The proof of this is that I can't tell u who i am. I've forgotten that simple truth. I havent had time to think abt it. And now that i do, i'm a little scared. What have i become in the interim between who i was and now? i don't recall a transformation, just a slow loss of self. Perhaps now that i sit down and come to terms with it i'm appalled at me. Perhaps i am enthralled. I miss school. I miss lessons. I'm screwing up in almost every aspect of disciplined ordered life from school to my parents. But the bottomline is I don't care. I feel alive. I know i'm alive. And i'm enjoying every moment of it. i can't stick to the routine. i can't adjust to my own freakin life. but at least i know i'm living it and i'm doing what i want to do. or not. am i? it all boils down to who i am vs. who i want to be vs. what this life allows me to be. but that is a conflict within us all. life is a lesson we only learn when it is too late. so about me. i don't know. i can't really be bothered. i've typed all this crap and i'm just gonna say i'm not too sure but i guess this is me. whoever wrote this, semi-concious of putting down his thoughts, always aware of that person within me that i'm slowly coming to terms with. So about me? i really want to know. But the more important question is, about you.you must be thinking. i've not written for this long and all i can muster is copying someone else's profile and posting it as an entry.
i chanced upon this and it felt like 'dejavu' or is it 'deja vu' or is it 'de javu'. well whichever. and anyway, minus the missing school crap, all i did was skipped 2 days' lessons.
that's nothing.
unless compared to maybe.. hannah?
haha.
Friday, September 16, 2005 at 10:55 PM
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