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	Hello. =) "You have your looks. Your pretty face. And don't underestimate the importance of body language." - Ursala from The Little Mermaid. [The Student] Name: Deja "Day/De" Tan. Age: 18. BOD: December 15, 1990. Horoscope: Sagittarius. Twitter: http://twitter.com/temedej YouTube: http://www.youtube.com/user/Edtly Check out my workout blog? http://www.musclesforlove.blogspot.com [Loves] Money. [Hates] School. ♪ What's playing? ♪ "The lunacy of English language. Let's face it: English is a terrible language. There is no egg in eggplant no ham in hamburger and neither pine nor apple in the pineapple. English muffins were not invented it England, French fries were not invented in France. We sometimes take English for granted. But if we to examine its paradoxes we find that Quicksand takes you down slowly, boxing rings are square and a guinea pig is neither from Guinea nor is it a pig. If writers write, how come fingers don't fing. If the plural of tooth is teeth, shouldn't the plural of booth be beeth? If the teacher taught, why didn't the preacher praught? If a vegetarian eats vegetables, what the heck does a humanitarian eat?! Why do people recite at a play but play at a recital? Park on driveways and drive on parkways? You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a language where a house can burn up as it burns down and in which you can fill in a form by filling it out. And a bell is only heard once it goes! English was invented by people, not computers, and it reflects the creativity of the human race (which of course isn't a race at all). That is why when the stars are out they are visible but when the lights are out they are invisible. Do infants enjoy infancy as much as adults enjoy adultery? Why is the man who invests in your money called a broker? Why is the person who plays the piano called a pianist; but a person who drives a race car not called a racist? Why are wise men and wise guys opposites? Why do overlook and oversee mean the opposite things? If horrific means to be horrible, does terrific mean to be terrible? Why isn't 11 called onety one? If lawyers are disbarred and clergymen defrocked, doesn't if follow that electricians can be delighted, musicians denoted, cowboys deranged, models deposed, tree surgeons debarked and dry cleaners depressed? Why is it that if someone tells you that there are one billion stars in the universe you will believe them, but if they tell you a wall has wet paint you will have to touch it to be sure? If you take an Oriental person and spin him around several times, does he become disoriented? If people from Poland are called Poles, why aren't people from Holland called Holes? And why is it that when I wind up my watch it starts but when I wind up this story ends?" I have no idea who wrote this, but I think it's brilliant. xD Even If I Die, I Can’t Let You Go Even though I'm young, the pain is still the same Just because I don't fully know the world doesn't mean I don't know pain Why are you lying that it'll be okay There's no way my damaged heart could heal so easily How can I live without you? That's why I... Can't let you go even if I die How could I let you go If you're going to go, if you're going to leave, fix my heart first So that I won't be in pain, so that at least I can live on If you can't, I'll die anyway so then I can't let you go even if I die Even if you push me away I'm going to hold you until the end so that you can't go anywhere If you're really going to leave, tell me a lie Tell me that we'll be meeting again tomorrow, to see each other with a smile If your words to break up are not a joke Then I... Can't let you go even if I die How could I let you go If you're going to go, if you're going to leave, fix my heart first So that I won't be in pain, so that at least I can live on If you can't, I'll die anyway so then I can't let you go even if I die We went through so much together How am I supposed to live alone now I can't do that, I can't I can't let you go even if I die I really can't let you go How could I let you go If you're going to go, if you're going to leave, fix my heart first So that I won't be in pain, so that at least I can live on If you can't, I'll die anyway so then I can't let you go even if I die Tuesday, January 26, 2010 deja procrastinated @ 9:20 PM New Year's Resolution I will not be over ambitious this time because I always crash and burn. I will set my goals relatively (in comparison to previous years) low so there's a higher chance I'll overachieve. =P - Eat more and healthier. - Improve my drumming. - Complete my first short film. - Run 3.2 KM in sixteen minutes or less. - Distinct definition for at least a four pack. - Reduce body fat percentage and increase muscle mass. * Fulfill the first year of my five year bet. ;) I do not intend to have huge bulky muscles, but I will need to build a bit of muscle mass in order to increase my weight. Muscle tone is a must, especially for my legs and abdominal muscles. I'm not really that into arms. Nor legs, but more interested in nice legs than nice arms. Maybe because I wear shorts? As for my hidden abdominal muscles... well... haha... ahem... Somebody once (more than once, actually) said the idea of me having a six pack was a turn on. Yes, I will attempt to eat fruits and carrots. If the vegetables are decent, I will see if I can force myself to swallow it. Can you hear the pain in my words? T.T As for my drumming, I would love to be able to play a moderate song without the need of a music score. I suppose a more specific degree of improvement would be... Simple Plan songs? Friday, January 1, 2010 deja procrastinated @ 7:37 PM Broken Birthday It was certainly a pleasant surprise, but it doesn't solve my current predicament. A forced simple, casual, and closed lipped smile. Occasionally a bigger smile, and then I would attempt to force expressive happiness. I cannot hold it for more than a few sentences before it fades back into a sad, pensive expression. There's a little tinge of happiness beneath the heart-wrenching ache and trained numbness, but it is overwhelmed by memories of betrayal. This persona of blitheness and coldness I "refined" myself to portray and slowly become is challenged by the love I still feel for someone. Both sides struggled for dominance over the other, but this persona has been the dominant for almost six months. This mask I have seared onto my face is the personality I am destined to embody. My love for someone is my only link to my old self. =/ Tuesday, December 15, 2009 deja procrastinated @ 11:27 PM Cold Condoms The dessert was awesome. We were in Cold Storage shortly after devouring our delicious ice desserts and our mother found us in one of the aisles. This was a while back, actually. She either asked, "What are you girls talking about?" Or, "What are you girls looking at?" Our simultaneous response, "Condoms." What every mother wants to hear, I'm sure. She raised responsible girls. ;) Tuesday, October 27, 2009 deja procrastinated @ 9:40 PM Stayover Sinus was a bitch on Friday. I love Maddy's expression when she sees me. I was using my laptop at the dining table outside her room and she was asleep when I arrived. Her expression was like, "Who's that? What do I do?" So cute. I chose not to be around Teagan because I was sick and she's only two weeks old. She's as small as my dog (and he's a Miniature Schnauzer). That is all I'm going to say about my stayover. =P Monday, October 19, 2009 deja procrastinated @ 11:30 PM Carl's Chinatown Thailand Ice Cream Lunch with the god-parents yesterday afternoon. My choice of Chinese or Western. I, of course, chose Western. Their choice of restaurant was a complete surprise - Carl's Jr.! Perhaps the influence of their army of grandchildren. I ordered my usual and my god-father ordered the same. My god-mother wanted the Swiss Bacon Crispy Chicken Burger, and I ordered a side of Chilli Cheese Fries. My god-mother seemed amused when I recounted my first date on December 14, 2007. Yes, I remember. I followed them to Chinatown afterward to a travel agency. Four nights and five days of Bangkok, Thailand. My god-mother doesn't approve of my alcoholic ways. I'm legal, I'm not too young, and I will not become an alcohol. I'm not that weak. Plus, I'm financially handicapped. Anyways, we were in a mall so there was a little bit of shopping. My attention was focused on a Hello Kitty store. Very obviously focused. So much that my god-father asked if I wanted anything from the store. I explained and he said, "If you want anything, let me know." It was to Swensen's after that. I was still full from lunch, but I didn't want to be rude. Ordered my usual. God-father blessed me with money and sent me home. =3 Sunday, October 11, 2009 deja procrastinated @ 10:27 AM Darkness I live in darkness I’m lost in a world of lies All I can feel is sadness In this world of tears and sighs I long for the smile That shines through the night If only for a while I want to be saved tonight I wait for the day When the sun reappears That I may delay The stream of tears I wrote that poem for school. It reflects how I felt at the time because of circumstances that couldn't be controlled. It's the second poem I have written in my life. The first one was for my mother. Friday, September 18, 2009 deja procrastinated @ 5:00 PM ["Recess"] I have no classmates. ;) [Archives] October 2008 November 2008 January 2009 March 2009 April 2009 June 2009 July 2009 August 2009 September 2009 October 2009 December 2009 January 2010 [Credits] Found here.