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  <title>estherisms</title>
  <subtitle>by dint of reasoning</subtitle>
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  <updated>2006-04-11T06:15:59Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:estheryang:21011</id>
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    <title>estheryang @ 2006-04-11T14:08:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-11T06:14:44Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-11T06:15:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">as you can see, i am blogging so often because i feel so bored studying. eww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok last night a friend and i (tried to) bring 2 older people out for dinner.sort of like to show our appreciation for them. BUT old pple being OLDER, refused to let us pay so we ended up getting a free meal. Which was cool. GOOD THING we bought gifts for them haha. or else so FAIL hor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo, these pple were our producers for the 2nd staging of r&amp;h at the artshouse. One of them is Kenneth Lyen, a paediatrician (did i spell it right???!!!) at Mt E. he's been in the musical theatre business for yonks and hes extremely literate when it comes to musical theatre both broadway and off broadway. it was really nice just sitting down and talking to him cos, first he's OLD. and old pple have tonnes of experience and knowledge which only comes with age. yes haha&lt;br /&gt;hes like a grandfatherly figure.. i think hes about 50ish 60?? yes he works with retarded kids (pardon my unPCness) so he was telling that his profession has actually allowed him to gain so much human experience, and that's what really inspires. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is born with the urge to create. so to all those pple (the LEGIONS of PEOPLE WHO READ THIS BLOG HAGHAHAAHAHAH) who often give the excuse that you are not creative, plus go and wash your mouth with listerine because ITS NOT TRUE!!! God created man in His image, and God is a creator, and we too, have been created with the urge to create. Creating is one of my raison pour vivre, i cannot imagine being a whole/healthy person without creativity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesh ok so i just needed to get that bit of random, incoherent information out of my system. TA!</content>
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    <title>estheryang @ 2006-04-10T10:02:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-10T02:03:52Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-10T02:03:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">wah piang just came back from breakfast with mel&lt;br /&gt;ate at this place in siglap called makan makan its opp siglap centre.&lt;br /&gt;sell malay food. Let me warn all (the 1 million readers who read my blog) that the food is AWFUL.&lt;br /&gt;i bit into a ROCK or something like that. yuckksss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway its just under 3 weeks till my last paper. yikes and yipee! &lt;br /&gt;im so relaxed man. so relaxed till i feel abit stressed with myself. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;ok lah talking nonsense. i never sleep last night cos i studying. Im all raring to go again!!!! &lt;br /&gt;I LOVE STUDYING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! not.</content>
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    <title>estheryang @ 2006-04-09T12:42:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-09T04:49:16Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-09T04:49:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i need to plan my day&lt;br /&gt;every night, i'll spend about 20 minutes planning the next day and making fone calls to confirm appointments etc. &lt;br /&gt;and only if i have nice long stretches of time, i'll do spontaneous stuff. otherwise most of the things i do, are planned. &lt;br /&gt;So when someone upsets the plan, they naturally upset me. i dislike, no, Hate when my time is wasted by someone else. i can waste my own time, but no one can. haha.yes yes i know my time is not really my own but God's.. but you gut my drift lah. if i only physically have 1 hour for lunch, if you take 40 minutes deciding where to go or wasting time by talking to other pple etcetc. then i only have 20 min left. well yes that happened today. Time Waster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but of course that's not the half of it. the time waster is also a take-for-granted-er. what a wonderful combi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i have a paper in approx 12 days. i need to study.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:estheryang:20427</id>
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    <title>estheryang @ 2006-04-06T13:36:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-06T05:34:48Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-06T05:34:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ok. i have a confession to make. i read xiaxue's blog. eeeeeeee so paiseh right.&lt;br /&gt;anyway i'd usually never discuss this here (or anywhere else for the matter), but i think shes crazy.&lt;br /&gt;she's mad, she truly is. she gets so worked up and then spends an incredible amount of time and effort writing these hate entries about individuals or collective groups of people she doesnt like. she's gng to get old quickly. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok anyway thats that. haha now all of you know my darkest and most horrible secret.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:estheryang:20058</id>
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    <title>estheryang @ 2006-04-05T13:03:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-05T05:05:00Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-05T05:05:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">my life is turning into something quite exciting.&lt;br /&gt;sometime back i went for an SRT audition &lt;br /&gt;general auditions for their different productions in 2006-2007&lt;br /&gt;i just went to get experience and also to try try lah. nothing to lose mah&lt;br /&gt;so that was like in feb. and i didnt hear from them for the whole of march&lt;br /&gt;so i presumed that they'd chosen who they wanted and i didnt get selected&lt;br /&gt;so it was cool&lt;br /&gt;till yesterday&lt;br /&gt;i got an email from srt inviting me back for 2nd round auditions for &lt;br /&gt;FORBIDDEN CITY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! the musical. OmyGOSH&lt;br /&gt;its a dance call back so ill have to sing and dance. haha ME DANCE??!!&lt;br /&gt;anyway to add to the excitement, its on the same day as my exam. at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;so i called in and the srt pple want me to come dwn after my paper. &lt;br /&gt;wah liew.&lt;br /&gt;i just think this is the opportunity of a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;thank you God.</content>
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    <title>uninspired</title>
    <published>2006-03-30T03:33:26Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-30T03:33:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hmm so the show on sunday went well. thank God for that&lt;br /&gt;we also got some interested buyers. Thank God for that too&lt;br /&gt;theatreworks and this guy called jeremiah choy. whos like a producer. and is cool&lt;br /&gt;anyway with all the congratulations and well dones flying around, it was kinda hard for me to figure who really meant it and who didnt.&lt;br /&gt;oh no am i turning into a skeptic. wait dont answer that&lt;br /&gt;anyway i felt really blase after the show. like nothing really happened.&lt;br /&gt;no feelings of euphoria like the last time&lt;br /&gt;no sadness that the experience was ok&lt;br /&gt;luke attributes it to the fact that this time round, we werent creating a show, we created a deformity, a sick commercial deformity&lt;br /&gt;ah well.&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, it was hard rehearsing without a goal/a cause in mind&lt;br /&gt;i think next time v hard for me to do commercial theatre. sure no inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON the brighter side!&lt;br /&gt;my europe trip is almost ALLLL firmed up. eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee so exciting&lt;br /&gt;we booked most of our accomodation. cept stupid rome. &lt;br /&gt;and we have our flight there and back&lt;br /&gt;arrghh&lt;br /&gt;and we're going to westend&lt;br /&gt;in london&lt;br /&gt;how amazing is thattttt</content>
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    <title>estheryang @ 2006-03-22T01:02:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-21T17:02:34Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-21T17:02:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">this week is so not gng well for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway tnite i got another dose of yuckiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know sometimes you just call someone up to whine. and all you need is for the other person to (pretend also can) to sympathise with you, encourage you a little and set you on your way. Well. there are some friends who seem Dont seem to know that. they harp on what you're doing wrong and dont focus on the immediate problems at hand. and in the midst of their HARPING, they create entirely new problems for you. man, YUCKS.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:estheryang:19341</id>
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    <title>AWESOME EH</title>
    <published>2006-03-21T08:49:16Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-21T08:49:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so yesterday was another one of those weird days. ive been having too many of those.&lt;br /&gt;first. i got up late. i was supposed to get up early to do my work. then i got into a minor squabble with a friend. and felt bad.&lt;br /&gt;secondly. i had an accident. now, hold your horses. to those who know me well and my driving history. you may think. WL she get into so many accidents so lousy. BUT ill tell you this: NOT NOTNOTNOTNTONTONTONONOTNOTNOTNOTN my fault. i was waiting patiently at a red light, STATIONARY mind you, when a BLERDY taxi rammed me from the back. Awesome eh. so the trunks really dented and stuff. the taxi man was really apologetic and offered to pay for everything so that was cool. he even loaned me his personal car for my use during the interim repair period. Awesome eh.&lt;br /&gt;So. having just strapped the creaking boot back down, i had to drive my car around yesterday with it semi flapping around. Awesome eh. &lt;br /&gt;then i went to do soome errands at katong shopping centre. at my printers. and i left my laptop there. cos by then i was reduced to a floundering bundle of nerves. one who needed about a kg of chocolate to stabilise. anyway. thank God for good men. my printer kept it there for me and i had to go back and get it. but of course NOT WITHOUT first getting drenched in the weird thunderstorm that magically began as i took first steps out of a building into the open air. Awesome eh.&lt;br /&gt;then i proceeded to go for rehearsals which lasted till 10. and i dint have dinner till 11 plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah what a day. AWESOME EH!!!</content>
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    <title>psj</title>
    <published>2006-03-20T06:11:16Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-20T06:11:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">psj&lt;br /&gt;pre show jitters&lt;br /&gt;countdown&lt;br /&gt;5 days to show time&lt;br /&gt;too nervous&lt;br /&gt;got stomachache&lt;br /&gt;need to finish assignment&lt;br /&gt;delirious&lt;br /&gt;stomachache&lt;br /&gt;to all those who watched my show in sept: disregard the advert&lt;br /&gt;but to all those who MISSED it by some chance&lt;br /&gt;can watch again! but a slightly different version lah&lt;br /&gt;tix going at 20 bux, pls Call the Artshouse ticketing box office: 63326919&lt;br /&gt;to book now&lt;br /&gt;date: 26th March Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Artshouse&lt;br /&gt;Matter: its a double bill. meaning another musical will be performed with our show.&lt;br /&gt;ps its the very very last time this script will be performed to a public audience. &lt;br /&gt;cos i think we're gng to kill this version and write a completely new one after this.&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;nervous&lt;br /&gt;got stomachache&lt;br /&gt;cya guys</content>
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    <title>estheryang @ 2006-03-18T23:05:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-18T15:20:12Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-18T15:20:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">this week i heard disturbing news. the nature of which, i cannot reveal on this blog. but what you do... when a friend of yours is hurting another friend of yours? and every one's all from the same group of friends. ugh am i making sense? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway one friend in the group, P, is trying to murder/kill/do in (I exaggerate but you get the drift) another friend A. i am both good friends with P and A, and P and A are working on a.. well a project together. So A has come out and told me about P's somewhat psychotic behaviour and it has been confirmed with her other.. project mates. aii... i am in a dilemma. because i can try and compartmentalise my feelings insofar as they do not concern me. but loyalty screws things up sometimes huh. i dont hate P, but i am in a fix about her. She's still a friend. who probably has some sort of problem. and i havent heard her side. so. ehh.. hmm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. i just re-read the above paragraph. it quite confusingly written. aiyah i am confused what. anyway if you dont know what im referring to, then dont bother lah, not very important. heh. i have a crazy-elephant headache and a heart thats thumping really quickly cos i overdosed on caffeine. but. alas i have a blerdy long night ahead of me. and a blerdy 'orrible assignment to complete. so excuse the ranting. (i can go on and on by the way. mel will attest to that). argharghargh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. you know, today i was talking to grace, and i realised something. Sometimes people just need a listening ear, not a counselling ear. Ears werent made for the purpose of talking and talking, but just for listening. and when people are upset, sometimes the best form of sympathy/care/show of support comes in form of a listening ear. So the next time we meet someone who's down, listen to their struggles before offering ANY form of counselling/moral advice. Yes. Let's.</content>
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    <title>estheryang @ 2006-03-16T13:35:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-16T05:33:59Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-16T05:33:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">there are some people in this world who i just cant get along with. One particular person that has crossed paths with me (again) is just so damn.. i dont know what. he makes me feel really lousy about who i am and he obnoxious and childish. yucks. i just had to get it out of me.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:estheryang:18213</id>
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    <title>estheryang @ 2006-03-04T02:10:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-03T18:41:02Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-03T18:41:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">dear diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are certain things in life that bring great satisfaction. For example, getting a call from your primary six tuition kid in the middle of dinner telling you that for the first time in a long while, she did well in her maths test. ("Teacher Esther, i win a lot of people that last time everytime win me wan leh"). The pride evident in her little husky voice - priceless. The knowledge that you had a part to play in her success - invaluable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other things, like watching a movie you intially DIDNT want to watch and realising afterward that it was possibly the best show you've seen in the last 6 months. (Please watch Capote, it is so excellent.) The satisfaction of knowing that your boyfriend is not the only person in the world who pays $9.50 for a movie ticket and sleeps 3 quarter of the time. (the snoring from the row behind us was deafening).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there are things like, watching a group of people (as varied as a group of people can possibly be) coming together and gelling. Caring and growing closer to one another everytime they meet. Recogising each other's cars in parking lots and leaving little notes of acknowledgment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, there are things like knowing you have great and wonderful friends who will go out of their way for you. Who are loyal and loving, kind and kindred. who'd insist you take the bed in their hall room where you are a guest, who support you at every show/performance you do/give. And also having a family, that i know says a prayer for me at every meal at that i'm not present at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satisfaction is never factual or objective. Any situation can be a satisfactory one, its all a matter of perspective.</content>
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    <title>estheryang @ 2006-02-20T10:26:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-20T02:28:28Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-20T02:28:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Dear grace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry i have been so MIA.. but the month has been unbelievably crazy. im doing a restaging of my musical because some one from the musical theatre society picked it up. so rehearsals are 3 times a week. but thats no excuse :( anyway im really glad for you. you're graduating! this is your dream isnt it? im so proud of you, for coming this far. its really not the end, maybe it's only the end of the beginning of your career. i pray that you'll touch many many lives and win many best teacher awards! hee hee. anyway i just wanted to tell you i miss you too. and i keep telling everyone i wish you'd come back. Church is not the same without you. some how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, &lt;br /&gt;you most long time friend (i think)&lt;br /&gt;es</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:estheryang:17759</id>
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    <title>estheryang @ 2006-02-11T19:00:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-11T11:01:51Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-11T11:01:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">there are some people who should change, but dont&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are some who want to change but cant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are some who change but dont know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are some things that should change but just dont. either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like giving up.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:estheryang:17609</id>
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    <title>estheryang @ 2006-02-05T23:46:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-05T15:56:07Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-05T15:59:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">A poem about the new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jan passed, too quickly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cny came and went, too quickly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i turned 23, too quickly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ate too much, too quickly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and got a stomachache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankyer to all those lovely peeps who got my gifts. my fambly. and some friends jolin/kenn, kel/es, soojin/van, lukey pukey (for the extremely thoughtful gift) a. lena for the pretty jewellry, ben (and ivan i think?) and to others i may have missed out, xiexie. oh yes and mel who spent lots of time w me. (good enough, Ha ha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im officially in love w my ibook. its so damn user friendly. i love mac i love mac i love mac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week packed to max&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: class til 1, meeting w luke till forever&lt;br /&gt;Tues: No class, must bake&lt;br /&gt;Wed: class till 6, watching long house at esplanade at 8&lt;br /&gt;thurs: Class till 6, play reading at next stage acad till 9pm&lt;br /&gt;fri: class til 3, wine and cheese and screening @ dawn's place&lt;br /&gt;Sat: e comm meeting at 10, cell group, then amy's place till LATE!!&lt;br /&gt;sunday: church, lunch with linda and girls, dinner with daddys friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHH. so to everyone who reads you will know where i am in the week. so if i dont pick up your call, you'll know why. so busy. jin cham.</content>
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    <title>estheryang @ 2006-01-14T11:58:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-14T04:01:33Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-14T04:01:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;br class="khtml-block-placeholder"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok today i realised that i have a couple of friends who have added me, but im not quite sure who you guys are because theres no name on your user infos! so could you guys give me a couple of shouts outs just to introduce yourselves :P .. sekali you guys are pple i already know or something. right, im off to haul myself out of bed and start the other half of the day. Toodles!&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>estheryang @ 2006-01-11T13:46:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-11T05:48:04Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-11T05:48:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hullo dear all. i am posting this entry from my new ibook. Mei mei!!! i got a Mac! hehehe. and a shuffle free as well. early bday present from my loving parents. am lovin' it. getting used to all the organizational features. i need to get some protective covers or something. the whiteness is driving me nuts. ok must rush off to tuition now then school. tata to all!!! long live mac! </content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:estheryang:16749</id>
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    <title>estheryang @ 2006-01-08T02:15:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-07T18:15:05Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-07T18:15:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">testing. something wrong with my login., weirddddddddddddddddd. all the anon comments. its me.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:estheryang:16619</id>
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    <title>estheryang @ 2006-01-06T02:02:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-05T18:18:04Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-05T18:18:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hullo everyone (aka maybe the 3 pple who read this)&amp;nbsp; happy new year!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
its 2006. feels surreal. like im in the FUTURE. weeeiirrd&lt;br&gt;
any way we rang in the new year on a pretty low note. watching tv and bumming.&lt;br&gt;
it was my 5th annv. w mel, bt we spent the day like any other day.
going shopping and doing errands. which was pretty profound. cos it
meant that we'd gone beyond celebrating once a year to recognising that
there were many more years to come. hehe. &lt;br&gt;

  

&lt;br&gt;
1st of jan, ate at Wild Rocket @ mt emily. luverly little place owned
by ex lawyer turned chef willin Low. really nice chap who came out to
chat with us for a bit.&amp;nbsp; food was slightly above average but i was
taken with the way the restaurant was managed, the location, and the
guts it must have taken to quit the legal profession so young (he is
young. maybe early 30s?)&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
good stuff.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
anyway im glad i got to chat abit w Grace (*hi grace! wave!*) on sunday. i miss you. come back!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
ok ive got wake up super early tomorrow to wake melvin up for breakfast at 720. eeps.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
oh oh before i forget:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;ausssssie aussie ausssieeeeeeeeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
my sister is in australia, melbourne for 2 weeks&lt;br&gt;
hannah and pamela are there for 2 weeks&lt;br&gt;
chris is leaving on sunday for Perth, then sydney. i think&lt;br&gt;
then my parents are going to australia to meet my sis&lt;br&gt;
then emma is leaving for australia&lt;br&gt;
then my brother is leaving (+plus my parents again+)for uni in sydney&lt;br&gt;
then i think i might be gng down in may with my strawberry club pple. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
ok now i really have to sleep. here's ending this frightful
unstructured random and absolutely ridiculous entry with a song to
match:&lt;br&gt;
(ps its the song that fann wong sang at the countdown sky symphony
thingy and it was HORRIBLE. but cannot blame lah seeing that faye wong
did SUCH a bad job o writing it in the first place. ITS NASSSSTYYY):&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
pps: no typos. i cut and paste. and fann wong really sang it like that, bad grammar et al. HAHAH. i'm diggin' it.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;

&lt;font face="Tahoma, Verdana" size="2"&gt;
&lt;font size="+2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eyes On Me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font size="+1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Faye Wong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;



&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma, Verdana" size="2"&gt;Whenever sang my songs&lt;br&gt;
On the stage, on my own&lt;br&gt;
Whenever sad my words&lt;br&gt;
Wishing they would be heard&lt;br&gt;
I saw you smiling at me&lt;br&gt;
Was it real or just my fantasy&lt;br&gt;
You'd always be there in the corner&lt;br&gt;
Of this tiny little bar&lt;br&gt;

&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma, Verdana" size="2"&gt;My last night here for you&lt;br&gt;
Same old songs, just once more&lt;br&gt;
My last night here with you?&lt;br&gt;
Maybe yes, maybe no&lt;br&gt;
I kind of liked it your your way&lt;br&gt;
How you shyly placed your eyes on me&lt;br&gt;
h, did you ever know?&lt;br&gt;
That I had mine on you&lt;br&gt;

&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma, Verdana" size="2"&gt;*Darling, so there you are&lt;br&gt;
With that look on your face&lt;br&gt;
As if you're never hurt&lt;br&gt;
As if you're never down&lt;br&gt;
Shall I be the one for you&lt;br&gt;
Who pinches you softly but sure&lt;br&gt;
If frown is shown then&lt;br&gt;
I will know that you are no dreamer&lt;br&gt;

&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma, Verdana" size="2"&gt;So let me come to you&lt;br&gt;
Close as I wanted to be&lt;br&gt;
Close enough for me&lt;br&gt;
To feel your heart beating fast&lt;br&gt;
And stay there as I whisper&lt;br&gt;
How I loved your peaceful eyes on me&lt;br&gt;
Did you ever know&lt;br&gt;
That I had mine on you&lt;br&gt;

&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;font face="Tahoma, Verdana" size="2"&gt;Darling, so share with me&lt;br&gt;
Your love if you have enough&lt;br&gt;
Your tears if you're holding back&lt;br&gt;
Or pain if that's what it is&lt;br&gt;
How can I let you know&lt;br&gt;
I'm more than the dress and the voice&lt;br&gt;
Just reach me out then&lt;br&gt;
You will know that you're not dreaming&lt;br&gt;



&lt;br&gt;
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:estheryang:16214</id>
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    <title>estheryang @ 2005-12-01T04:06:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-30T20:11:03Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-30T20:11:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">may i just say that...&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
RENT IS &lt;br&gt;
SUPER_DUPER_&lt;br&gt;
GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
sound system was off lah&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
but i dont factor that in my analysis of a good piece of art&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
its the potential that matters&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
it was absolutely...&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
cant describe it. took my breath away.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
karen mok was not very good.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
but nevertheless, THE SHOW WAS SOOOOOOOO GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
everything about it was coherent&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
everything that wasnt prima facie coherent, was incoherent for artistic reasons.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
amazing stuff.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
ok peace out pple. its 4.11 am and im not asleep&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:estheryang:15969</id>
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    <title>estheryang @ 2005-11-28T03:20:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-27T19:36:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-27T19:36:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Dear all, (all being pple who read and esp the sweethearts that comment)&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
its currently 3.20 am and i am barely half done. I dont mean to rant,
but i think this lifestyle is taking a toll on me poor old soul. Anyway
i believe some explanations are in order.&lt;br&gt;
Grace ah, ok, why one and half years? because, &lt;br&gt;
1) i graduate next may 2006&lt;br&gt;
2) start my first month of pupilage in june, till july.&lt;br&gt;
3) July to dec 2006, will be doing my PLC (practice law course), then ill sit for my Bar exams in Dec 2006&lt;br&gt;
4) Jan -May 2007, ill cont on with my pupilage, then get called to the
Bar, and get my practicing cert. then i get to finally become a real
lawyer.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Haha. ok&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Today we threw a little luncheon for my grandma (jane) at Big Fish in siglap. Erm, may i just say that &lt;br&gt;
THE PLACE IS AWESOME!! yes. the food is really really really good.
realllly yummilicious and because i m not an aspiring food critic i
shall not attempt to describe the gastronomical delights that my
digestive system was exposed to today. a lovely fruity white was on the
house, and i think melvin got a bit tipsy, he assented to playing dumb
action games with my little cousins. something he would not have done
somber. HAHA.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
i also how no idea how come i started blogging again. i was thinking of
closing down the blog since i dont write much, but whilst taking a
shower i had an ephiphany. (as where most of my deepest cheemest
thoughts are carefully percolated)&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
i decided that, ill never close this blog/lj down. for uber simple reasons. &lt;br&gt;
1) it's free&lt;br&gt;
2) its nice to have a place to come to to rant without spilling ink&lt;br&gt;
3) it's perfectly fine if i decide to go on a hiatus for 3 years. im
not xiaxue, i dont have obligations. (and personally if not for the
fact that she earns moolah from her blog, i dont think she has an
obligation to write either)&lt;br&gt;
4) i can choose when i want to write and anytime and any place. that has internet connection lah.&lt;br&gt;
5) i'll never know when i feel like blogging.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
ok, back to work for me now. i think i prob wont be around for
sometime. i fig ill be bee-ishly busy after the exams!! sooooooooooo
much that i want to do. Night!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
PS: Happy birthdays are in order: Soojin!!&lt;br&gt;
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:estheryang:15700</id>
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    <title>estheryang @ 2005-11-27T01:17:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-26T17:27:12Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-26T17:28:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so anyway i'm 2 exams down and one more to go.&lt;br&gt;
the past 2 weeks have been... MADNESS, bananeric (its not a word by the way) madness. &lt;br&gt;
last week i never sleep properly cos i wouldnt have been able to finish the syllabus.&lt;br&gt;
anyway im studying for my last exam now and im losing steam. its just
so boring. let me tell you what its about then you will empathize with
me. its about Loans, shares, securities and other banking/debt
instruments. haha so now, if you guys ever want to take a loan from
friend/bank/financial company/etc. can come to me. I can advise you
liao. I is going to be real lawyer in about&amp;nbsp; one and half years
time. HA!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
here's an excerpt of what i have to read/learn/study/understand. the
end of the sentences are as elusive as a rainbow's end. yuks.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font size="1"&gt;Priority of debts&lt;br&gt;
90. —(1) Subject to this Act, in the distribution of the property of a
bankrupt, there shall be paid in priority to all other debts —&lt;br&gt;
(a) firstly, the costs and expenses of administration or otherwise
incurred by the Official Assignee and the costs of the petitioner
(whether taxed or agreed) and the costs and expenses properly incurred
by a nominee in respect of the administration of any voluntary
arrangement under Part V;&lt;br&gt;
(b) secondly, subject to subsection (2), all wages or salary (whether
or not earned wholly or in part by way of commission) including any
amount payable by way of allowance or reimbursement under any contract
of employment or award or agreement regulating the conditions of
employment of any employee;&lt;br&gt;
(c) thirdly, subject to subsection (2), the amount due to an employee
as a retrenchment benefit or an ex gratia payment under any contract of
employment or award or agreement that regulates the conditions of
employment, whether such amount becomes payable before, on or after the
date of the bankruptcy order;&lt;br&gt;
(d) fourthly, all amounts due in respect of any workmen’s compensation
under the Workmen’s Compensation Act (Cap. 354) accrued before, on or
after the date of the bankruptcy order;&lt;br&gt;
(e) fifthly, all amounts due in respect of contributions payable during
the 12 months immediately before, on or after the date of the
bankruptcy order by the bankrupt as the employer of any person under
any written law relating to employees’ superannuation or provident
funds or under any scheme of superannuation which is an approved scheme
under the Income Tax Act (Cap. 134);&lt;br&gt;
(f) sixthly, all remuneration payable to any employee in respect of
vacation leave, or in the case of his death, to any other person in his
right, accrued in respect of any period before, on or after the date of
the bankruptcy order; and&lt;br&gt;
(g) seventhly, the amount of all taxes assessed and any goods and
services tax due under any written law before the date of the
bankruptcy order or assessed at any time before the time fixed for the
proving of debts has expired.&lt;br&gt;
(2) The amount payable under subsection (1) (b) and (c) shall not
exceed an amount that is equivalent to 5 months’ salary whether for
time or piecework in respect of services rendered by any employee to
the bankrupt or $7,500, whichever is the less.&lt;br&gt;
(3) The Minister may, by order published in the Gazette, amend
subsection (2) by varying the amount specified in that subsection as
the maximum amount payable under subsection (1) (b) and (c).&lt;br&gt;
(4) For the purposes of subsection (1) (b) and (c) —&lt;br&gt;
"employee" means a person who has entered into or works under a
contract of service with the bankrupt and includes a subcontractor of
labour;&lt;br&gt;
"wages or salary" includes —&lt;br&gt;
(a) all arrears of money due to a subcontractor of labour;&lt;br&gt;
(b) any amount payable to an employee on account of wages or salary
during a period of notice of termination of employment or in lieu of
notice of such termination, as the case may be, whether such amount
becomes payable before, on or after the date of the bankruptcy order;
and&lt;br&gt;
(c) any amount payable to an employee, on termination of his
employment, as a gratuity under any contract of employment, or under
any award or agreement that regulates the conditions of his employment,
whether such amount becomes payable before, on or after the date of the
bankruptcy order.&lt;br&gt;
(5) For the purposes of subsection (1) (c) —&lt;br&gt;
"ex gratia payment" means the amount payable to an employee on the
bankruptcy of his employer or on the termination of his service by his
employer on the ground of redundancy or by reason of any
re-organisation of the employer, profession, business, trade or work,
and “the amount payable to an employee” for these purposes means the
amount stipulated in any contract of employment, award or agreement, as
the case may be;&lt;br&gt;
"retrenchment benefit" means the amount payable to an employee on the
bankruptcy of his employer, on the termination of his service by his
employer on the ground of redundancy or by reason of any
re-organisation of the employer, profession, business, trade or work,
and “the amount payable to an employee” for these purposes means the
amount stipulated in any contract of employment, award or agreement, as
the case may be, or if no amount is stipulated therein, such amount as
is stipulated by the Commissioner for Labour.&lt;br&gt;
(6) The debts in each class specified in subsection (1) shall rank in
the order therein specified but debts of the same class shall rank
equally between themselves, and shall be paid in full, unless the
property of the bankrupt is insufficient to meet them, in which case
they shall abate in equal proportions between themselves.&lt;br&gt;
(7) Where any payment has been made to any employee of the bankrupt on
account of wages, salary or vacation leave out of money advanced by a
person for that purpose, the person by whom the money was advanced
shall, in a bankruptcy, have a right of priority in respect of the
money so advanced and paid, up to the amount by which the sum in
respect of which the employee would have been entitled to priority in
the bankruptcy has been diminished by reason of the payment, and shall
have the same right of priority in respect of that amount as the
employee would have had if the payment had not been made.&lt;br&gt;
(8) Where any creditor has given any indemnity or made any payment of
moneys by virtue of which any asset of the bankrupt has been recovered,
protected or preserved, the court may make such order as it thinks just
with respect to the distribution of such asset with a view to giving
that creditor an advantage over other creditors in consideration of the
risks run by him in so doing.&lt;br&gt;
(9) Where an interim receiver has been appointed under section 73
before the making of the bankruptcy order, the date of the appointment
shall, for the purposes of this section, be deemed to be the date of
the bankruptcy order.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Pls feel sorry for me. :(&lt;br&gt;</content>
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    <title>estheryang @ 2005-11-09T11:38:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-09T03:47:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-09T03:47:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hullo all&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
been a million years since l last posted.&lt;br&gt;
the sem is drawing to a close.&lt;br&gt;
i have too much to study for&lt;br&gt;
im looking forward to next sem&lt;br&gt;
im joined a chinese song writing competition organised by KE hall. ahahha&lt;br&gt;
i now listen to jiu san san = 93.3 fm&lt;br&gt;
cos i must improve my chinese&lt;br&gt;
my hair is now longer.duh&lt;br&gt;
i can tie pony tail without pins&lt;br&gt;
i also have an oral exam today. &lt;br&gt;
An assessed negotiation for me fake client&lt;br&gt;
i went to shanghai 2 weeks ago&lt;br&gt;
with my mother&lt;br&gt;
was very fun because its shopping paradise&lt;br&gt;
but we tailored mostly&lt;br&gt;
im also going to be very broke at the end of this month&lt;br&gt;
im going to watch 3 productions&lt;br&gt;
Lao Jiu&lt;br&gt;
Sleeping Beauty&lt;br&gt;
Rent&lt;br&gt;
the last one cost a bomb.&lt;br&gt;
but i cannot dont watch&lt;br&gt;
i listened to the CD about 1000 times &lt;br&gt;
its so amazingly written&lt;br&gt;
anyway be bought the best seats for that one&lt;br&gt;
because no point gng to watch and not being able to see anything&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
ok those were the superficial updates. haha or like a quarter of them &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
i have to go and get ready for my assessed Negotiations. roar&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:estheryang:15352</id>
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    <title>Word of the Day: Traction</title>
    <published>2005-08-27T14:48:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-27T14:48:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i need traction&lt;br&gt;
i need to get a grip&lt;br&gt;
less than 2 weeks to opening nite and there's so much stuff to do!&lt;br&gt;
being running on less than 6 hours of sleep every day &lt;br&gt;
apparently if you dont make up for the deficiency within a week, its lost FOREVER. eeps&lt;br&gt;
but, hoving said that, i feel good. i feel fine. i feel new. i feel ambitious. i feel determined. i feel hopeful. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
My parents are very cute. At this very moment, my dad, sis and mom are
watching tv outside my room. i think its a thriller or something
because something exciting just happened and my parents were running a
live commentary throughout the whole 5 minutes. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Mom: "Aiyah stupid man! stupid man! why he never take his handfone! why never call police!"&lt;br&gt;
pa: "last time where got handfone?"&lt;br&gt;
Mom: "but he's so rich!"&lt;br&gt;
pa: " 0_o "&lt;br&gt;
sis: " SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"&lt;br&gt;
(all the while imagine surmounting, swelling thriller music)&lt;br&gt;
mind you my door is closed. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
am feeling bemused.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:estheryang:14861</id>
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    <title>unsleeping and untired</title>
    <published>2005-08-01T19:35:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-01T19:35:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">my brain is spinning at 316am. i am unsleeping and untired. so many
ideas and thoughts are rushing through my head. i cant contain it, them
whatever. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
i think ive become a different person. i feel so changed. i dont know
why. dont ask me if its for the better or for the worse. i cant tell
you, you tell me. all i know is that something has changed inside me.
almost like i finally realised who i am or what i am eventually going
to become. almost like i know that it is possible to soar to the
heights that ive always dreamt of reaching. almost like finding that
tune that you've been waiting your whole life to write. almost like
eating a meal that you know is gng to be one of the best meals of your
life. almost like finding a Great love and knowing that he's the one
you want to be the right one for. almost like creating something and
knowing that this is just the beginning of your craft/artistry. i keep
shaking my head inside cos i just cant believe that its possible to
feel this way. like im going to burst, like i never want to lead a
mundane life again, like im standing on the edge of a cliff ready to
plunge. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Daddy God, what is going on?&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
im not confused, im not scared, im not even emotional. im just changed and i'd like to be able to put a finger on the change. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
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