Started re-watching Survivor: Tocantins, and I've to say it is probably the most memorable season of the show. Although I love the Stephen-J.T. bromance, Stephen is my all-time favourite from the moment I watched this season :) he's bloody intelligent, hilarious, nerdy and gawky with a secret evil, and sensitive at times (his relationship with Taj pre-merge was great) - what's not to like? Although J.T is obviously more brawn and 'mass appeal' material, I would give thumbs up to Stephen as a strategist. And the quotes Stephen came up with were absolute crack :D
To Taj: "I've never given such pleasure to a woman before"
On Exile Island: "I started a fire! It was like giving birth to my first child"
LMAO Stephen <33333
Felt that he could have won if he had formed an alliance with somebody else to oust J.T. in the middle-ending of the game. Ok evil I know, but he should have thought that he would never in hell be able to beat J.T. in the final jury vote. Anyway, how the pair executed their plans in wiping out the Timbira tribe was WICKED. Man, just makes me feel that Survivor: Samoa castaways are dumb - they don't really form proper alliances, just mass tell everyone to vote out a particular player. IDK why, but I hope somebody from Foa Foa makes it to the final. Kind of rooting for John cos there's nobody I really want to see win.
Edit: After 2 brilliant blindsides, I gotta say go Foafoa Four!
Rooting for Tyson/J.T./Rupert on All-Stars: Heroes vs Villians! I wished Stephen was in it :(
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Thinking about the years gone, and the years ahead.
I sense the breaking point is near...
James Herriot is such an inspiration. Next on my watchlist - "All Creatures Great & Small", which means a trip down to esplanade library soon.
I'm amused
Then again, FF is not what it used to be - writers with really good ideas and marvellous stories to share with the world. Now I get annoyed most of the time there due to so-called writers who choke up the fandoms with their trite, cheesy stories, and atrocious grammar. Not to sound like an egoistical prick, but the standard's just not there anymore.
So...will I ever pick up the pen again? After all, once upon a time, there was a naive girl who had a dream to become a writer.
LOL.
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INTIMIDATION IS MY MOTIVATION.
Thanks momma.
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Nadal's half of the draw is shit, along with Murray and Del Potro.
:S
Tyra Banks: 'I want you'll to be what you can be, not bitch what you can bitch. I want you'll to be top guns, not top 'son-of-a-gun's. We will see who will be...the top gun.'
I've forgotten how wanky ANTM can get. The darn army camp scene had me in stitches >.<
And I have always loved Gershwin's works, but his Rhapsody in Blue is really something of a miracle! So many colours, layers, techniques, an absolutely fantastic asset to the contemporary American music scene. Found a gem on youtube today - Revijski Orkester Gimnazije Kranj from Slovenia is a youth orchestra way beyond their years, in terms of maturity of intepretation, musicality, showmanship, or solid technique. Terrific, terrific stuff.
I SWEAR i will take my Dip AB, even if it sends me to my grave.
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2. Lost purple blouse.
3. Got bounced out of St. James cos of missing IC -.-
4. Had to waste $15.00 cabbing around Singapore.
5. Missed most of the FOS pageant.
6. Got grounded by mum indefinitely.
7. Quarrelled with ____. Still not talking.
8. Damn Murdoch is still ignoring me.
9. SWITCH TO SYDNEY OR NOT?!
10. Feeling stupid as usual.
Talk about a lucky week.
1922 days to graduation, if i make it =/
omg must stop slacking...should I go start revising my bio and chem @.@
my brain has officially turned into mush.
I hope i survive there alone bleh...Gatton is such an ulu place to be (wahlao samm why do you have to be in St. Lucia?! :()
I swear i'll learn driving there and go on road trips every weekend to the city. Brisbane river and Gold Coast!
Aussie Open, here I come!
One new life coming right up!
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And a ton of other people too.
ALL THE BEST JOCE!
It hurts just this much.
jittery as hell.
first the insomnia. again. until 4.30am.
then the anxiety for god-knows-what-reason.
now this.
my body's breaking down.
NO I'M NOT ANTISOCIAL how would i know this would happen.
wahlao federer go fly kite and retire lah.
you made andy cry...rah i hate you ><
when you lose you cry, when nadal loses he takes it in (like a real tough man)!
still harping on last year's wimbledon eh wth.
you never beat roddick, just outlasted him at the last second...consider it your lucky day!
a-rod ftw~
sorry cannot take it, must rant cos super pissed about the score. wtfs
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16-14...
heh and nadal's back to no.2. but i don't mind! his name looks nice as no. 2 anyway. AND HE WILL BE BACK (watch out fedex).
andy don't cry :((( LOVE YA FOREVER!!! you deserve the wimbledon trophy in every right :D
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WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME!
Impulses are what dictate my daily rhythm.
Embrace the prejudices and injustice that invade every crevice of our lives.
That's guilt and sin eating away at me.
Who am I to say what you deserve, anyway?
My first piano recital was...like an outer body experience. Your mind is blank, it feels surreal, like you're looking at yourself play, but your fingers are running on their own accord. I don't know how much I managed to connect with the audience though - some phrases seemed a tad too aggressively played, but thank goodness my memory didn't bust at the una corda chords part >< I guess the piano sometimes determines the player. Maybe I should have stuck with the rhapsody but somehow I felt it wouldn't sound dynamic enough? intermezzo's good(:
Some players were really inspirational especially when they're younger than me @@ it was a crazy but cool experience. If there's a next time, I would want to try something more upbeat - Gershwin or Debussy perhaps? Or Bartok :D
Anyway for now, byebye Brahms :(
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