Khailee

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How I spend my birthdays

2005 SanFrancisco: Went to uni, took a slow walk home, helped Michiko with her statistics assignment, went to watch Snow Patrol with a stranger off craigslist.org, played guitar and went to sleep. 2004 Sydney: It was cold, and I listened to music, cooked some food, organised photos i took, played guitar and slept. 2003 – [...]

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When Work Means Meaning

A Gmail web clip ad was shown to me moments ago that shocked me a bit. Does its content-reading algorithms really understand me based on data from my emails, my pages cached by Google Web Accelerator, and my searches? Or is the ad a mere coincidence? As much as I know it is the latter, [...]

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Do not buy this.

957 Yesterday, my steering-wheel-lock got stuck. Which meant my car was stuck. Which meant I was stuck in my car, leaving me with my resourcefulness to pick/break the lock. Holding back the tears, I sacrificed a plactic pen, breaking it by slamming the car door on it. I used the shards of plastic to poke [...]

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TRUTH Inc.

Yup, I remember the day I discovered a product to cure life’s worries and achieve world peace. It was a Tuesday, I think. I called the product TRUTH. It didn’t matter how TRUTH fell into my hands. I had to share TRUTH with the masses. The task wasn’t going to be easy, as I wanted [...]

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Reality TV sucks! Haha

Once upon a time I was a tragic reality show contestant. Click here for the story. Fortunately, I was one of two finalists, Click here for the story. Unfortunately, it was never meant to be Click here for the story. So I went on with fellow loser Yuri to do Project Bazooka. (Currently writing that [...]

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ARRIVAL

I dreamt of nothing on the plane. I felt nothing when I awoke. I was in the Phillipines, and did not bother to hope, expect, or think. It was raining just the way I liked it. 390 The plan was to put up in Manila for the night, and fly south to Davao the next [...]

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Street Roar Independent Music Fest 2006

I have been a bit sick – lying in bed sub-conscious, leaving all of American Analog Set’s music on repeat, which is what I usually do when I am sick, except this time it ain’t Sigur Ros on replay. I finally got up to go for this indie gig, joining my very good friend ChitSoon [...]

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A different new year’s eve for a different new year

It began with some choices, listed in order of preference – 1. Stay at home and arrange photos, reflecting on the year that was 2. Go to a hotel room party with my long-time best friends 3. Go to a hotel room party with Rachel, Stella, Mel etc 4. Go to a party full of [...]

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The pre-camp that was…

I can’t be bothered to write about it now. Which means I might never do so. But it is too important an experience…! I summarise a bit-lah ok? In the span of 3 days at YMCA in Brickfields, we Squeezed into many critical thinking exercises Launched into small debates on issues which affect us Ate [...]

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Week 12 in SFSU

It felt like autumn when I stepped out of the Science building at San Francisco State University. There weren’t many people in the campus that afternoon, not that it made a difference. They felt invisible, and didn’t add companionship to what was the loneliest walk home in my life. Just an hour ago I had [...]

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