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Friday, February 09, 2007!
RANTED on; 11:45 PM


i-KEA!!!
me, elaine and huishi went to ikea for some fun on thursday!!!!
i wanted check out the stuff and get ideas for my new room so we went there la!!
haha but instead, we ended up being cam whores more than ever!!
while waiting for the bus...
elaine was busy bullying me eyessssss...
iiiiiiiisssssshhhhhhhhhhh...

the mama with the trolley and her 2 kids..

unbelievable! huishi manage to fit in that tiny look-like-potty holey chair.

we LOVE the kid's section; nice turtle allowed to sit on its back.. i want the hedgehog one though..lazing on the kid's table.. i felt like a giant.. elaine pretending to teach me drawing on the white board.. but i think she's failing.. i fell asleep.. huishi loves me..huishi being a computer addict such that she has to play with the fake computer there as welll (hopeless) and of course.. the kids' bed! haha let's sing...

starry starry niiiiiiiiigggghhhtttt... picture palette blue and greyyyy...look out on a summer's day with eyes that knows the darkness in my soul..shadows on the hills...sketch the trees and daffodils..catch the breeze and the winter chills...in colours in the snowy lidden land..now i understand.. wat u try to say to me.. and how u suffered for your sanity... and how try to u set them free.. they did not listen, they will not know how..perhaps they'll listen now..

starry starry night...flaming flowers that brightly blaze, swirling clouds and violet haze reflecting vincent's size of china blues..colours changing hue.. morning fields of amber grey, weathered faces lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand, now i understand what u try to say to me.. and how u suffered for your sanity.. and how u try to set then free.. they would not listen, they did not how, perhaps they'll listen now..for they could not love you, but still your love was true..and when no hope was left inside on that starry starry night, u took your life as lovers often do but i could have told u vincent this world was never meant as beautiful as you...

starry starry night... portraits hung in empty holes frameless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world that can't forget.. like the strangers that u've met..the ragged men in ragged clothes..the silver thorns of bloody rose lie crushed in broken on the virgin snow.. now i think i know..what u try to say to me.. and how u suffered for you sanity and how u set try to set them free..they wld not listen they're not listening still.. perhaps they never will.....

Spot the Alice in the Wonderland roomm.....