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I was stalking alice and dana and felt that i too should post about my life in a similar style, ie, using abbreviated/changed names and more detail than i usually give. Hence, the title of this post, which is an acronym for Yi-Ling Ate Yogurt. (This is a lie, unfortunately, however I did eat some nutella this morning.)

Anyway, my life lately has been fun. I had an enjoyable time when SA unexpectedly accompanied me to Wong's house and exclaimed over how castle-like it was. This was also slightly embarrassing in that I realised how much i treat wong's house as my own.

wong: "There's a motion sensor that makes the light turn on when someone is outside the house."
yi-ling: "There is someone outside our house!"
Thus perpetuating the common belief that wong and i are married, even though if we were married wong's house would still not be my house.

I also saw VC yesterday! I wish that he did not give so many details of his relationship with JC (?). Hmm. However, it was entertaining in some ways. I then ran into VC (other) and other PLCs, as it was JL's birthday. Happy birthday JL! More importantly, I regained my umbrella, which made me feel rather contented and secure. This was strange as i have already obtained the meaning of life, however any rain-repelling device is a bonus i suppose. Which reminds me, WC gave me her veryshiny silver jacket, which is also waterproof! Although many people seem to dislike it for its intense shininess, I am very grateful as it is both warm and rain-repelling. Thank you WC.

My mother has asked me what i am doing. I think she disapproves of my blogging even though i do not do it very often : ( What a shock. Unfortunately this means that i must stop now and revert to reading harry potter fanfic. Additionally, I feel that i am unable to keep up this style of blogging sadly enough. : ( Nevertheless...

please scroll down to read about Wong's sad story about cancelled classes! We seem to post in swells or something, it is unfortunate.

oh dear

IT SEEMS MY SECRET HAS BEEN REVEALED.

Apologies to ***** LOL although i attempted to conceal your name and hence save you (and myself) from embarrassment, it appears that I have failed in this attempt. Now my true stalkerish nature has emerged.

Over the years I have become adept at stalking randoms. My friendship with Vincent, as well as the rise of Facebook, have aided me in this. I would go into this more but it is too embarrassing and actually not very interesting when i think about it.

Sadly, few of my stalkings have actually ended in true friendships. I have realised that this is because the relationship is onesided - my feelings of stalkerish affection for them far exceed their feelings of victimish fear!

In fact, if i think about it, I have not even been able to become friends with one stalkee as despite our apparent friendliness i still felt overly awed by him/her/it.

Thus, we may conclude that stalking is a potential threat to a potential friendship. (I use this term as a term for stalking ones who one is not really friends with but of course one can also stalk one's friends, which could result in issues also as one might find out things that could become potential sources of conflict)

... sadly i have not decided to stop stalking people. ANYWAY

I really like the avatar soundtrack! I like the song they play at the end of it. Even though it had boring/cliche plot/characters, I still liked the movie alot. I think this is due to its suck-in quality. I believe that this suck-in quality accounts for much of the movie's popularity, and may be more or less for different people depending on how much they value visuals/happy endings/cool scifi places. Wong did not experience the suck-in quality to a great enough extent to justify (for him) the movie's negative qualities. Hence, Wong did not like Avatar. 

wow this post sucks
anyway

SUMMARY (for lazy people):
1. Stalking is pointless and may chase away your friends (but oh well)
2. sorry ***** 
3. I like Avatar

fun stuff

THINGS THAT COULD BE TRUE BUT AREN'T ACTUALLY TRUE
My lips have been secretly collagen-injected. So have Victor's. Except mine malfunctioned and spread over my entire face.

THINGS THAT ARE TRUE BUT SEEM FALSE
I have been stopped on the street twice within the past 3 days by people trying to recruit me as a model. (WTHWTHWTH)

My family found the idea of both of these very entertaining. I hope you also find them entertaining, instead of being traumatised as i was.

In other news, met up with some plc's! Jadey is exceedingly nice. I like her very much. I also like Steph and Sue Wei and Vanessa. We had a fun time and watched some of 27 dresses (the guy is so cute <3) I kind of want to watch some movies. Keep hearing Avatar is really good or something. Why on earth did I watch new moon in cinema?!! (or at all) I also wish to watch the Hannah Montana movie. Wensi's review of it was very intriguing. Most recently I watched 500 Days of Summer on the plane hmmm the sound was rather bad, but it seemed likeable.

Must also stop stalking Alice's blog. This is hard.

Oh my. It is Christmas Eve in 15 mins! How not very exciting (apologies).

Oops i wanted to complain about/discuss the service in Singapore but this post seems overly long now. well well well. Perhaps you shall read another of my amazingly interesting blog entries soon.

tangos

Just went to a concert by a group called Raga Dolls Salon Orchestra. Was expecting pseudo-classical Viennese waltzes, some of which they did play, but actually heard some cool GYPSYISH music. It was rather exciting. I like tangos! Especially Emily's tango piece, and the tango bg music in Bakemonogatari. ^___^

...yes viv this is in direct response to your post.

Anyway. Last week I was on the tram home from my Eco exam when two old men sat down opposite me. I was wearing this shirt.

($5 from cotton on, bought as a set of 5 for my wind quintet, No Strings Attached. Yes, I was very excited to find it. Sadly I did not consider the other implications of such a slogan, and in fact never do when wearing it. A mistake, perhaps.)

So I was sitting there and one of the old men kept giving me weird looks. After a while, he said something like this: "Ah, no strings attached - that's the kind of woman I like."
To which I replied: "Ah. Yes."

...a brilliant response.

The old men cackled.

Thankfully, the tram soon stopped and I got out. So did they.

I crossed the road and sat down at another tram stop, to make my way home. After a while, I looked up and yes, they were there, and yes, there was another comment:

Old man to other old man: "Look, it's the girl with no strings attached."

cackle cackle.

..and that is the end of my adventure with my No Strings Attached shirt. Sadly, I doubt i shall stop wearing it, despite the aura of disrepute it may give me. I am a Loose Girl. um..lol.