Thursday, April 28, 2005


All the beauties but me. I look terrible here! Blame it on the camera man!
The Fairyland in Reality...


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I just had to post this up. These are my ever so crappy cousins. Taken during CNY 05. Wat will i do without them? I just love them! I guess the camera man was laughing too hard while taking this pic....Its blurry!
The Fairyland in Reality...


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Wednesday, April 20, 2005

Filled with curiousity when i received her message through Friendster, filled with a rude shock when i received her call. I can't help but wonder if the conversation that took place was for real.

I just realised that someone i know has been a real BASTARD. Yes, i don't usually start spewing out vulgarities unless i'm really mad. She called to enquire if i knew anything about the affairs, which i honestly didn't. She revealed everything that happened... I was at lost for words... We barely knew each other...

She was sobbing uncontrollably as she tried to tell me more.... I'm just so glad that i can be there for her in a way, even if its just to listen. I didn't know wat to feel though, when she said: I barely know you, but i dunno why am i pouring all of these dirty things out to you. But i felt comforted as well, cos i know that she felt at ease enough to want to share with me on her problems. I wished to God that i could do something to make her feel better, but i was powerless to do anything else other than just listen.

At a young age of 26, i just feel so terrible and angry that she had to experience something like this. Tat BASTARD is really the BASTARD of the BASTARDS. To think i respected him before... now i'm just totally disgusted at the mere thought of him....

" Too mad to look for quotes"


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Friday, April 15, 2005

Dance With My Father- Luther Vandross
Back when I was a child, before life removed all the innocence
My father would lift me high and dance with my mother and me and then
Spin me around 'til I fell asleep
Then up the stairs he would carry me
And I knew for sure I was loved
If I could get another chance, another walk, another dance with him
I'd play a song that would never, ever end
How I'd love, love, love
To dance with my father again
When I and my mother would disagree
To get my way, I would run from her to him
He'd make me laugh just to comfort me
Then finally make me do just what my mama said
Later that night when I was asleep
He left a dollar under my sheet
Never dreamed that he would be gone from me
If I could steal one final glance, one final step, one final dance with him
I'd play a song that would never, ever end'Cause I'd love, love, love
To dance with my father again
Sometimes I'd listen outside her door
And I'd hear how my mother cried for him
I pray for her even more than me
I pray for her even more than me
I know I'm praying for much too much
But could you send back the only man she loved
I know you don't do it usually
But dear Lord she's dying
To dance with my father again
Every night I fall asleep and this is all I ever dream
This song is dedicated to my dad... when will i ever have the chance to have a dance with him again?


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Thursday, April 14, 2005

Tears flowed freely even though it was the end of the day, where i should happily leave office and head for home... i have already told myself to remain strong and take everything in my stride, and to make me a better person. But the last straw came when the finance department began demanding that i find people to replace the many positions that they needed to fill lately, all because a few members of their team has decided to call it quits. Wat's up with tat f*cking department!

Yes, i'm typing this entry while i'm still being cooped up in the office, i decided that i needed time to compose myself and cool off before heading home...how long can i handle the stress before i totally break down?? Okie, i know, i'm sounding suicidal...

I told Ailin, that i will try as much as possible not to drop a tear, but oh wells... wat can i do if the tears just don't wanna stop flowing?? Even as i'm typing this out?? I need a tear stopper...


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Wednesday, April 13, 2005

Here i am skiving on my receptionist duty to type out an entry. Well, i have been on a long hiatus period here,i guess, i have just been too occupied with everything else, and everything else means work and assignments...duh!

I have been on depression mode on and off now that i'm more stressed than ever. I have been really deprived of sleep and don't even mention about my weekends! I would strongly discourage anyone who has any thoughts of working full time and studying part time! I need a well deserved break...gosh!

Okie, rantings aside, apart from the massive stress i'm getting, other aspects of my life is really not too bad, i'm probably just trying to gain some sympathy for myself.

How time flies! In another 8 days time, it will be my dad's first death anniversary. On sunday, i went to the Garden of Remembrance together with my mum and my dad's friend, uncle Steven. He wanted to visit him before he had to fly off to Perth. Tat day, on hearing uncle Steven talk about my dad, i was on the verge of breaking into tears at Jurong Point's food court, i literally had to compose myself for fear of paiseh-ing myself. I realised how much my dad often talked about me to his good friends, i was after all his precious daughter... i began to think of the things he had done, the things he said, and the love he gave.

To her:
I know u want to visit my dad, and i have given u the addy through another middle person. By all means, just go, i'm sure he'll be glad, and i will really appreciate that myself. You will find tat it has been decorated with lots of colourful stuffs, and some cards as well. I wonder if you'll even find it cute to see mini figurines of shaolin monks. He loved kung fu, so my mum thought tat it will be good to have it there. You are welcomed to leave anything there, if you wanna leave a stalk of flowers, be sure to squeeze it in, cos there really isn't much space anymore. I wanna thank you, on behalf of my dad, mum and of cos, me myself.

"Don't be a prisoner of your mind" - Something my dad always tells me


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FactS Of AbsoLuTelY Me...

Who am I: Sylvia Liu

My favourite places:
Mei Chin Primary School
Broadrick Secondary School
Nanyang Polytechnic
Curtin University of Technology

Horoscope: Libra - Scorpio

Favourite colour: Yellow

Interests: Books, Greek mythologies, movies, shopping, hair, travelling, clarinets, salsa dance, Human Resources, Psychology, dogs

Location: Singapore

Family culture: My family and relatives practise kissing on cheeks and hugging. Some may find it weird, or tat we are too "ang-moish", but tat's how we express love.

Character: Wateva u perceive me to be... I shouldn't be praising myself, nor should I be condemning myself either

Wat else:
A gurl who may look aloof and reserved to u initially, but after the warm up session is over, will turn into a talkative person tat u may not be able to tolerate eventually. Turns uncontrollably into a replica of an alien when provoked(close friends and family members can vouch for tat). A narcissist...a nostalgic person...Absolutely affectionate to my chums, and hope tat my feelings are reciprocated...but i know they are, cos i have a bunch of alter egos tat have left wonderful footprints in my life(u know who u are).