Wednesday, April 18, 2007
SHIFTED TO
@4:13 PM
Friday, April 13, 2007
Brendan, Teresa and Jon went for rockafella' with the others.
I'm not going 'cause the thing will end around 12 am, and I've to wake up real early to meet Nigel and guys, and also they're staying over at Sam's.
Brendan says Sam's house is damn huge, like some five storey landed property or some sort.
His whole house is wired and he was locked in the other time 'cause the system broke down.
Zomg, just imagine how rich a person can be uh.
But I swear Sam is friggin' humble.
That's the way man, just like Kaian.
Kaian is like a chubby little boy and the bball that I talked to.
Hence, he's like a small boy whereby many people want to protect him from the forces of evil, ie K-Fuck & Co.
Even Amanda and Jingyi agrees. Heh.
I shall bake blueberry and banana nuts muffins for my personal consumption later.
Did I mention I threw away the brownie mixture along with the metal pan that I was using.
I was too pissed to wash the damn pan.
Yadayada, call me lazy, like I give a shit.
Aw man, I'm excited about watching Oprah.
Stfu, I have a soft spot for Oprah.
It's going to be about teachers who had sex with their students. Ewww.
By the way, I should quit MJ for good. HAHA.
Cause seriously, lady luck hasn't been loyal to me, ya'know.
Oh well, school's starting so there'll be lesser MJ session as well:(
The 090407' ECP picnic visuals:
You can't fight the tears that ain't coming, or the moment of truth in your lies.
When everything seems like the movies, you bleed just to know you're alive.
@11:16 PM
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
He's fucking the girl next door. You know what the fucking problem is?
It's not with what's on the face.
It's what's that's IN your face.
You've got an open wound that needs immediate attention.
Sew that bleeding gash up before it does you no good.
It's conspicuous enough you can't deal with your own contradictions so don't fucking come along and comment bullshit just so you can sedate your pathetic emotions.
YOU listen good and hard,
Don't even bother trying so hard having to prove YOUR fucking malicious point when you don't even have the right to.
You know what's untrue and you know what's not.
It's clear enough you can't hold back the fact so you just had to conjure up some bullshit.
Now now,
Don't be a crazy lil' bitch will you?
Go lick back the shit you came up with , swallow it and start walkin' away.
What the fuck ever.
If anything on this site bothers you I suggest you don't even step back in.
It's as simple as that.
Conclusion.
She's a bloody stupid tampon.
I rest my case.
What comes first, the music or the misery?
People worry about kids playing with guns, or watching violent videos, that some sort of culture of violence will take them over.
Nobody worries about kids listening to thousands, literally thousands of songs about heartbreak, rejection, pain, misery, and loss.
Did I listen to pop music because I was miserable?
Or was I miserable because I listened to pop music?Me: I'm going out with my classmates tomorrow at Cine for movie.
Mom: Will there be boys?
Me: *silence
Me: No, mom. It's a nun club. Of course there'll be boys, I'm in an engineering course, mind you.
Boy, oh boy.
Hating someone because they got what you don't, makes you a fucktard.
@11:52 PM
Wednesday, April 04, 2007
Let's keep life simple and sweet. I want more piercings and a tattoo.
2 more on my right, 3 more on my left and a spiderweb tattoo on my ankle or wrist.
Just a thought.
So today was pretty slow.
I hang around eating apples and consuming huge quantities of orange juice.
Oh well.
What do I do when I feel this way?
The way it feels when the world just comes falling down,
Feeling the helplessness as it consumes me,
From the inside out, it doesn't stop.
What do I do when I feel self-doubt?
The feeling of never knowing how the future will be,
What will happen if I decide on quitting,
Or will it be harder not to?
Aye fuck it, perhaps I'll die, perhaps I won't cause I know its just a passing phase.
This shit will end somehow, just how long will it last?
I want to apologise to you, but I know you might never realise its for you.
You may think that I don't care, but I really do.
I might seem like I have forgotten it all, truth is I never have.
I can't do anything but walk away.
Well, sometimes, turning our backs is the best way to avoid the worst.
Maybe we'll find ourselves again next time - somewhere else where no one else can.
Dad is pissed at me for listening to rancid, like what the fuck is wrong with me listening to punk rock?
Well apparently, the song he walked into was brim-full of vulgarities and now he's trying to forbid me to listen to them.
Not like I will listen to him (and not like he knows I wont be bothered), but it just pisses me off.
I hate it when parents try to interfere with our decisions in life.
If I want to do something in my teenage life, why not just let me continue with it instead of insulting my choice, dissing it off, putting it down just to say they're not discouraging me from doing it.
Its times like these when I just wish I wasn't a girl - so that I could do what I deem fit without restrictions instead of standing and taking all the shit and pretending it doesnt affect me.
Sorry, emo-mode again.
I promise i'll be hard rock or heavy metal next time. BAH!
I look up at the ceiling, my mind's blank from all that has happened.
Racing thoughts of you pass by like cars, I see them coming, I see them going.
Yet I can never remember anyone of them for long enough.
You cut yourself in desperation, I scream my lungs dry of the air.
Thinking of how we are, I remember how we used to be;
drawing cartoons on the classroom tables, thinking rainbows last forever.
Now the sun's gone, the rainbows turned to grey clouds;
the drawings nothing more than black and white, what do they mean now?
I'm not fond of asking anymore.
@2:48 PM
Monday, April 02, 2007
When I'm with you. I stupidly thought that today was the day for me to select my gems module so I woke up at 9am today.
Then when I got online and all, I realise that it's actually tomorrow.
asdfghjkl;
Fucking stupid.
And I can't get back to sleep anymore.
I had my fair share of fun over the weekends.
Was over at fishy's crib on saturday and we played 2 rounds of MJ.
I lost 18 bucks:(
Oh, I got to blog about this before I forget.
I "yi pao shan xiang" during MJ.
Fucking unlucky okay, it's the second time alrd.
And something's that so tragic, they had to laugh at me and still laughing about it aftermath.
Oh well.
After MJ, went to fishy's room and duck was cam-whoring all the way.
It was april fool's day so we made prank calls.
First up, we called reine, as usual, the funny duck and her rubbish.
Then we wanted to call orhping and tell her that it's raining and to keep her ***.
hahahahhahahha.
But she didn't pick up:(
Then lijun went home around 6am in the morning and we went to sleep.
Fishy and I slept in peiyu's room, duck and jidan slept in fishy's room.
When we were sound asleep, that duck came in to disturb us.
I think she threw bra at fishy or something, can't rmb.
Crazy duck.
After that, I slept till 2plus and reached home around 4pm.
Changed and went to meet the usuals at town.
I miss YQ sooo much!
Finally got to see her before she flys off to europe.
Anyway, why is everyone going to europe nowadays?
Jovey's there, aunt clara, YQ's going, jon as well.
Man, I wanna go as well la. haha.
Right, had my endless coffee and laughters at the usual hangout finally, after so long.
Had the intention of zouk-ing but it was far too packed.
We could hardly push our way out, much less groove to the music.
So we decided to head down to MOS to catch a lil bit of drey.
Music was good thou so we stayed on till the wee hours of the morning.
I got alil tipsy by the 3rd or 4th glass of alcohol, way before Nigel and YQ got wasted.
And when I got home, mom was displeased with the fact that I'm pretty drunk.
Oh, whatever, she'll get over it soon enough :)
And yes, today was another G-G-GREAT day spent with my girlfriends.
Caught up with vone, duck and fishy at town first.
We went to have lunch over at cinecafe.
Shopped around cine and left for paragon.
Jassy caught up with us later on at paragon's Toys"R"Us.
Had the most fun and laughters and the longest cam-whoring session ever at Toys"R"Us.
Reliving my childhood days, so happy!
Fooling around with all the toys was really.. well, let's say fun and childish but was in an unseemly manner. LOL!
Brought a pouch after looking for one for so long.
Very cute, man, love love love it:)))
After all the tedious fun we had at Toys"R"Us, we went to check out the timing for movies over at Lido.
Decided to watch "300" with the girls.
It's worth my bucks!
But the thing is, certain scenes were too gross and disgusting for me.
The scene where those chopped up heads were flying in the air, still capturing their facial agony and expressions, were played in such slow motion that simply just turn me off.
Anyway, the KING is one man I wanna love for life!
Slightly distracted by the hot bodies as well. HAHA!
I don't want the king to die so badly, man.
I want
happy endings but it didn't turn out that way, sadly.
And I could hear duck's chattering from 2 seats away. hahahhaa.
So loud, must be asking fishy what the actor said and etc. LOL.
ASDFGHJKL;
OMHFG!
When we were walking to the toilet, fishy and I saw a bird flying inside.
Can you imagine that?!
I was so panic-stricken, in fact we all were.
That fishy grabbed my arms till they were bloody red lor!
LOL x infinity.
So embarrassing but we were really scared, screaming at the top of our lungs can.
Just thinking about it again, puts a smile on my face.
Headed to esplanade for dinner.
Had fried kway tiao, stingray, smabal kangkong and fried oyster omelette.
The sambal kangkong was horrible and jassy just stood up and took it back to the owner ALL BY HERSELF.
Such courage, I think I would never have la.
I would just leave it there, yeah, pathetic, I know.
LOL!
Took the last bus home, and in between the journey, that's this indian guy who kept on looking at duck!
So hilarious, I cannot stop laughing okay, It's not like he was doing it discretively, he stared at her and not like just once but continuously.
So funny, and we were chatting about their race in chinese and I accidentally said ah poo neh neh.
hahahhahahahhaha.
All in all, day well spent and like what fishy said, it was indeed kick ass fun.
And I want more of such outings okay.
I'm loving it!
Visuals; lots and lots of em', all thanks to duck! hahahas.
Toilet cam-whoring sessions. 
Toys"R"us invasion. 
Vone the princess with adidas paper bag!
Super girly side of duck and fishy. hahahah.
Bed of artificial roses:)
Vone caught in action.
Now literally caught. HAHA!
Duck the builder, fish the skater and jas the swordswomen.
So cute:)))
Imitating my candid shot, whatever, so girlish.
Retarded fishy!
Jas's elated with spongebob and winnie in her hands.
what a stiff reaction, duck!
Girlfriends. 
Still,
I never fail to leave space for that bout of narcissism to take place.
It's as if my heart knows your the missing piece.
@11:57 PM
Hallmark stole the romance. This girl A ( let's not mention names ) received a text message from an anon, calling her unpleasant names, eg slut.
And guess what? Woohoo.
She happily called her friend to call my girlfriend, Y, and ask for my number.
So, she suspects me.
But, no, the number doesn't tally.
Aww, ain't that sad?
Apparently, this other girl from St Marg's, let's call her B, found a spam on her blog, and the spammer's IP address tallies exactly with A's.
Wow, such coincidence, don't you think?
Some people just accumulates too much haters for herself, and it seems like whatever things went wrong, woohoo, she likes to blame me!
So now, A's friend thinks that it's girl B who sent A an unknown text to screw her, not me.
Man, she must be so sad to know it's not me, ain't it?
Imagine, A receives a text message, saw that an anon sent her a text to screw her, suspects it's me, like pronto!, then excitedly asks her friend to call Y 'cause she knows Y is not going to talk to her at all, etc.
She secretly hopes that it might be me who text her, so Y will probably dislike me after knowing that I am "bullying" her.
Oh, such a poor thing.
Well, apparently, she has more haters than she knows.
And get this right, I do not hate her.
I hardly know her at all, but she turns around and innocently portrays herself as the "poor, helpless Damsel in distress" and portrays me as "the evil witch" who tries to 'psyche' Y away from her.
She puts words into others' mouths and claims she didn't, and that I am out to frame her.
What a perfect plot.
Mind you, this is her second attempt to make Y dislike me.
Didn't I already tell you to come up with a better plot?
And thank God I do not have her as a friend, not even close.
We're just passing acquintances.
It's that tragic. I do pity her friends, you know?
Who knows which one of them will be stabbed in the back next?
Which one of them will be made use by her to get what she wants?
Who knows, really, who knows ...
Omfshit. Two attempts and she's not backing off.
This is either jealousy or envy, nothing else.
Well, hello there, friends of you-know-who-I-am-talking-about.
I am surprised you read my blog.
How did you find your way here?
Oh, needless to say, I bet she checked out everything on me, every single detail, even resorting to get close to my girlfriend so as to dig up info on me.
Man, tell her I appreciate her doings, sincerely, from the bottom of my bloody heart.
Wow, I bet she even knows my favourite color, the people I hand around with, where I stay and even the color of my undies!
Gasp.
My my, it's till this extent eh?
I pity you guys.
If you got guts bigger than mine, by all means, my shoutbox is open, so is your IP address.
Now, this, is sad.
You're oh-so tragic.
Such tragedy.
Thanks for constantly entertaining me.
You're the joke of the day.
@3:55 AM
