Friday, February 23, 2007

Devil Beside You is the coolest show.
I cried and cried man, my eyes all puffy.

Uber sweet.
Episode 15 is the sweetest of all. Made me cry and cry. But i suppose making me cry isnt that big a feat. I cry too easily by movies. Yeah, and all that emotional stuff and to think i couldnt even pretend to be sad at my P6 grad. I think i was happy. Couldnt even keep a striaght face when my friends were sobbing their faces out.

Man, i have issues.

Aw gee, its not even Friday anymore.

New day already.
Its all dark outside, i think im going to sleep.

First i shall do some self promise.
No boyfriends till i reach some funny age. Which isnt now.
No cussing anymore.
No ohmygod-ing ever again.
No being horrid to my friends.
No being narcsstic.
*DO NOT INTERRUP YOUR FRIENDS WHEN THEY ARE TELLING YOU SOMETHING.
*LISTEN TO YOUR FRIEND WHEN THEY TELL YOU THINGS.
*REMEMBER THE THINGS THEY TELL YOU ESPECIALLY IT THEY ARE IMPORTANT.
TRY YOUR BEST TO REMEMBER PEOPLE'S BIRTHDAYS
*BE A BETTER FRIEND.

Okay.
There we go.

Saturdays here.
Im off to bed.


IF YOU GET THERE BEFORE I DO
DONT GIVE UP ON ME
-Love Me. Collin Raye
( The sweetest and the saddest song ever, i swear. The only song that made me cry. And no, i dont cry that too much.)

Wednesday, February 21, 2007



TANG YU ZHE is the coolest guy ever. I SWEAR NAN XUE ZHANG (Tang Yu Zhe) is damn hot. Wahahha. Hes so cool. He might just take over everyone. BE SWEPT OFF YOUR FEET. HERE I PRESENT, TANG TU ZHE!















WAHH. *melts*























This is called, Shuai-abilitiy.
Together now, SHUAIABILITY.





















Oh, i saw this Wu ZUn lookalike. Seriously. Whether it was the hair or the same sharp nose, HE WAS SO COOl. I pretended to drop my book so i could walk back to see if he was Wu Zun. The similaritities were just uncanny.

WAHH. Heart. Beating. So. Fast.

Hahaha.
And theres this musically inclined boy. EVAN YO. Aw man, hes super cute. CUTE LA. Cara was buggin me to look him up. Said i was sure to lovelovelove him. AWW MAN, HES SO CUTE. AND HES LIKE, ONLY 19. Thats, (counts fingers) he's only 5 years older!

























Marry me.























He kinda looked like L here so im just being proud of him.


Ho Ho Ho.
The last and my favorite.

Random little L.















Oh, you marry me too.



YOU MAKE ME WANNA
SURRENDER MY SOUL
-You Make Me Wanna. Blue

Tuesday, February 20, 2007

Another One Of My Theorys

The older you get the less excitement the Chinese New Year holds.

And talking about it, the older you get, everything you found so damn fun and crazy now seems kinda bleh.

And every theory needs a reasoning.
Okay. Think about it.

This time, last year i would be happily counting my AngPao money again and again, thinking about how much i love Chinese New Year. I would have been playing with the never ending supply sparklers and making candle things and carying lanterns and screaming and playing and my cousins would humour me and play some piggyback ride thing and i would be holding a lantern and being carried around while having the time of my life.

And when Chinese New Year was over, i would groan and half cry to the holiday's end. Yes.
That was a few years ago.


Somehow, sometime during my life, Chinese New Year stopped holding that kind of happiness for me. I grew up.

I could hold proper convasations with my cousins. They no longer humoured me. We sat around at my Grandma's house drinking some rubbish pink drink and logan soup watching weird chinese shows about some smelly woman, talking about songs and since im the youngest of em, they like to comment on my taste.

But a group of crappy 18 year old guys commenting on your obsessions of songs and shows isnt funny.

They trashed Hana Kimi and i beat them up. We went put to play the few sticks of sparklers they brought. Lalala. Its finished in a few, like 10 minutes.

Back to watch Smelly Woman Drama.

Then off we go, home sweetie home.
I knock off in a few.

Next day we go to Laomah's place. Talk though the visit with M.YeeYee. She works in Kinokuniya so i always get the latest updates about books. She the coolest person ever, by the way. Harry Potter and the Death Something is comin out in July Oh'7 and theres gonna be some huge hubaloo about it.

Countdowns, parties and HUGE advertisment schemes. M.YeeYee said she could get me some discount thing now. I mean, its coming out in JULY and its like five months away.

Five. FIVE.
Seriously. I mean, its five months away and they book 10k copies already. Crazyshit, i know. Like, i bet JK can swim in the money she has now. Shes prob one of the richest women in the world.

Then yesterday had to finish my Geog thingy about China's One Child Policy. Sat at the cmputer reading about those sadists who dragged women to sterilize and abort babies. Freaking evil.

Then went to Dears house like 2 hours late because Mama's friends were visting. Everyone was playing cards and i was still in my post computer starring trance. When i use the com for too long i normally become really weird.

I wasnt gonna succumb to playing cards no matter how much i wanted to. Omg imagine the suffering i went thorugh went they kept asking me if i was playing this round on Blackjack. WAH. Had to control, ohboy.

EH, belbels here already.
Leaving for Singyings about now.
Seeya.

Poo.


GOING TO A PLACE NEARBY
GOTTA GO
-The Call. Backstreet Boys

Monday, February 19, 2007

I have HANA KIMI POSTER.
Oof, i am so unbelivebly cool. COOL COOL COOL.

HANA KIMI IS COOL.
JIRO IS FUNNY
QUAN/WU ZUN IS SHUAII.
ELLA IS CUTE.

Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha.

No Cat Class Today. Happy is me.
I woke so late you wouldnt believe me even if i told you.

Then i got some scolding cause waking late and lazyishness. I told her it was CHU ER but she pretended she couldnt hear me. Went on about my undone Geog assingment so i had to get up i am now trying to finish it.

And if i dont, cant go over to Dear's.
GAH

Ahwells. I went over to Tricias place to see the Lion dance group. Still can hear the Bangs of the Drums and the Clang of the Gold Piangy Things. Its freaking loud. I can hear the ring, like right now. Seriously. Its still in my head.

I was watching my brothers K2 grad Vid. Its CHAO CUTE. Almost died laughing at the kids who had their boots flopping around their fake buns dropping of their heads.

I was rolling around on the floor and almost choked to death on the papaya. And the tickets for the Grad cost $70 altoghether, and my bro's costumes, $70, and the DVD, $35. Eh, when i was in K2, my grad was like, FREE. Please. Not considering the stupid makeup they piled on me which made me look like a clown.

The cost of living is SERIOSULY becoming higher.


By the way, did i say? I cut my hair.

I hate it.

I look like shit. CRAPSHIT. I told the woman who was cutting my hair that it was great, but i was obviously faking. My fringe in reduced to some funny side thing which i am unable to tie up anymore. And my hair is funny.

People at school were all, What happened to your fringe, man.
PLUS my mom did this double flip thing. WAHHH. Your hair!! How are you going to go to school, Amanda? Its so UGLY!

Gosh, even if its THAT bad ugly, CANT YOU GUYS AT LEAST PRETEND A LITTLE?!! Hurt my feelings, why dont you.


And my brothers Grad song is one of my FAVORITE SONGS. I was singing along so loud that the Lion Dance Boys who were carrying all their drums and that crap were starring open mouthed at me.

HAPPY NEW YEAR i said.

Guess what song it is?
Its so great. Its better when this group of sweetkids are singing it. Lovelove LOVE IT.

IF WE HOLD ON TOGETHER
I KNOW OUR DREAMS WILL NEVER DIE
DREAMS SEE US THROUGH TO FOREVER
-If We Hold On Together. Diana Ross
HAPPY NEW YEAR. HAPPYHAPPYHAPPY.

ANTHILLVANIA FOR EVRYONE.

SEE YA

Thursday, February 15, 2007

MY JIRO IS THE CUTEST THING ON EARTH AND SO THERE. NEHNEH NI POO POO.

Oh yeah, you know on my Harry Potter book, my sister had to write some rubbish on the blank page after the cover and it goes something like this.

"Harry Potter and The Order of the Pheinix- written by Rebecca Lee Age 2. (Im a child prodigy!) Published by: Smellyfarts co & Bigbutts Co. PS. The only way understand it is to read it upside down. Sorry to inconvenience you.

Do not, i repeat, do not go to page ### [some number was canceled] 762 [this number was written below it] and read whats there."

Then there was these other crap about farting and being fat and dumb. I swear, she must have been obsessed with those kinda things.

So i turned to page 762. Out of pure curiousity. There were the words. NEH NEH NI POO POO scribbled in my brothers handwriting. WAHHHAHAHA i bet he musta been mad at her for something.


And yeah. I was sneaking taohuey in History and i was stuffing myself with Sirin's Freddo chocs and Christys milk chocolates and cola sweets and all the junk i could find. Inez brought chips and we were pigging out and snatching for food like starving babarians.

I mean. I SKIPPED BREAKFAST. I was too siaoishly hungry to think straight. When im hungry all i can do to lump arond moaning and gripping and complaining. Then they give us some plain little biscuit and water. LIKE WE WERE IN THE MIDDLE OF WAR.

I bet no one in school stuck to the no-eating-anything-else rule. Seriously. Probably no one except the funny little unhungry people. Francine said the teachers were probably stuffing their faces with pizza in the staff room. Which is quite impossible because it'll be quite stupid to stay in an enclose room without windows WHEN THE ELECTICITY HAS BEEN RUTHLESSLY CUT OFF.

*Suffocate* *Starve* *Clutch throat and slowly sink onto knees and wail with terrorising pain which will HAUNT EVERYONE FOREVER! BWA HA HA HA HA HA HA!*

Ahwell.
We had to run 2 rounds around the school today. My timing is still 19.49. ITS A GREAT DAY. Was running with Zhixi and i was crapping around waving to the neighbourhood-ers.

I mean, IM A GROWING KID WITH A GROWING BODY AND A TUMMY THAT NEEDS TO BE FILLED AFTER RUNNING FOR 19.49 MINS STRAIGHT!
And i get biscuits.

S'not that bad, really. Im happy, im fine. Im just being like, yeah.

Track tomorrow, oh how i wish i were dead. Aprils comin to visit school. Or orange bowl? We will never know. Her school dismiss at 12plus tomorrow. No CCA for them either. Cant say im happy about that WHEN WE END SCHOOL AT 2 AND WE HAVE 3 HOUR TRANING IN THE HEAT-STROKE SUN... ON CHINESE NEW YEAR'S EVE'S EVE.

So.

Happy New Years, yeah.

YOU LOOKING FOR SOMETHING YOU CANT FIND
YOU GIVE IT UP
YOU'LL LOSE YOUR MIND
-Good Day. Click Five

Wednesday, February 14, 2007

LOVE DAY.
Oof. I have fallen in looove.

With all the sweetie pies all around me. My small fridge is currently overflowing to the brim with little RitterSport chocs and sweets and whatnots. All too yummy.

In the morning, my table was stuffed with sweets, people were still giving them out. Heaven, SWEET HEAVEN. Wanted to pig put but, i knew i had to save it for my sisters face when i poured everything out. OHH YES IT WAS WORTH IT.

I got this cool heart shaped cookie form Huiyi THANKS SWEETIE and funny little packets and sweets everywhere. Wanying gave me the HERSHEY CHCOLATE BAR believe it man. I bought it at 1.30. 1.30!! And she got it for almost all the trackers and her friends.

SWEET SWEET WANYING.

And at recess i got something from Loo and Jeanie and Sarah and other 1Dee-ers. OH IT WAS THE COOLEST DAY EVER. The canteen was blasting song dedications. Welcome To The Black Parade was ringing throughtout the place. Loo had to choose the table beside the speaker. I nearly went deaf.

Sirin looked kinda moochy so we got really freaked. Tried to bribe the infocomm people to let us dedicate our song to Sirin before the LOOONG LIST of people but they were being stubborn. Freaking disappointed.

SWEETS OH GLORIOUS SWEETS.
Im keeping the little notesies people stuffed at me. TOO CUTE. By after track my chocolates were reduced to moshy chocolate milk. Liquid, really liquid. You could practically drink it. And track wasnt tough at all, today.

Just WEIGHTS. Me and Loo were jumping on the walls with happiness. We were screaming songs and being fakey-emo trying to think of emo things for Inez. We made helluva noise, got everyone kinda hyped too. Heh. OH THE JOY OF LOVE. Then we started making ourselves dizzy and spinning all around slacking off.

Valentines day + great friends = fat

Oh and tomorrow is gonna be cut-off-electricicty-and-starve-us-day. Id starve. I CANNOT LIVE ON BISCUITS.

Oosh.
Even the prospect of starving to death tomrrow aint bringing me down.

Cause im prepared.


I WOULD LOVE TO LOVE YOU
LIKE YOU DO ME
-Love To Love You. The Corrs.

Tuesday, February 13, 2007

Fei Lun Hai is too cool, la.


Ahwell. Can you believe HaoYi? Wah, how sweet is she. She gave me the Devil Beside You disk in less than 1 days notice. And MinYi gave me the 'poster' too. Diehard fans. *grin*

Wo you wo de young is too nice a song. Nicenicenice.

Today was unbelievely boring. Ask anyone, it was too boring, all cooped up and waited for impending Science and Chinese test. Ohgosh. Half slept through almost all the lessons. Almost everyone was, y'know. Its the weather i'll bet. Too damn hot. We're all dropping like rocks.

The field is turning to it ugly brown again. It that time of the year now. The rain has abandoned. The Scorch Has Begun.

Believe it or not, chinese test on Valentines. Chinese... CHINESE. Why hasth thou forsaken me.. Give me a paragraph on Fei Lun Hai or Junki or L(!!!) willya. I'll ace it. A day of love. In chinese. OH LETS ALL LOVE WITH OUR HEARTS AND DO OUR CHINESE PAPERS.


Track tomorrow.
Ms Lim, i quote you.
"Today's skills i just let ya'll relax abit, tomorrow's training is gonna kill you"

No sleep tonight.. i can just see it.

Now, dont mind me, as i curl up into a little ball and pathetically borrow myself into a little turtle-dug hole lumping around sadly talking to myself and mooching about how i will most probably fail my test tomorrow and the day after.

Oh, really.
Dont mind me.

Cheers.


MEI DANG WO DE MU GUANG
SUO DING NI DE MU GUANG
XUI ZHU WO DE HUA YANG
WO YOU WO DE YOUNG
-Wo You Wo De Young. Fei Lun Hai.

Sunday, February 11, 2007

Back from Sherilyn's birthday.
Her cake was the weirdest thing ive seen in my life. Had this mermaid barbie all splayed out on the top of the cake and she wasnt wearing anything unless the two blobs of cream on her boobs which i have a vauge feeling was supposed to be her bra.

Creeeeepy.
Who'd want some porn thing on their cake, la.

Then i realised the maths i brought was not gonna happen because the place was freaking unlightish. All dark and couldnt make out what i was eating half the time.

Surpise surprise i was the oldest there, again. I was hoping this chaojiwudi cool guy would be there to sweep me off my feet or something and we could talk through the night but nooo.... i had to run around after my brother and avoid attention seeking kids who have cravings to throw cake at me.

Then Andrea nearly gave me a heart attack by standing on the thingy that goes into the middle of the pool, (its as narrow as your feet) and almost fell in myself going after her.

The guys were so retarded, (darren's friends) playing soccer in this rubbish little balcony. Refused to join in cause i was too disgusted. They played so damn violently it was scary. The silly goalies were doing crappy splits and slides all over the place.

Everyone called me Barry cause some guy asked, Hey, are you Barry?
Then i was all, hey yeah, howcha know.
The he went I KNOW YOU ARENT!

Omg, what a waste of saliva...

Some girl called Weisomething kept trying to throw cream and water at me and then she had this who group of TheScarySmalls who chased me around the place with creamy fingers. Darren joined in and poured a cup of water over my shirt.

I killed him. I KILLED HIM, LA.

Then i met this boy called Dominic. He told me he was called Kelvin, but i knew better. I miss him so much, he is the sweetest thing ive met. Small and talks 24-7 and a smart mouth and a cutesy face.

Whats not to love?


ITS ALL ABOUT YOU
ITS ABOUT YOU BABY
-All About You. McFly.

Friday, February 09, 2007

Fei Lun Hai was in the newspapers.
FEI LUN HAI FEI LUN HAI FEI LUN HAI.
First page, too.

Our school makes us buy them, the newspapers, for a good cause too. Since year start WU YUE TIAN and FEI LUN HAI my two chaojiwudi favorite bands are plastered over my wall.

Man.
You shoulda seen Zhe Kang. It was damn funny. OMGGG FEI LUN HAIIIIII. WUU ZUNN! And shes running all over the class shirieking at the top of her voice and screaming WU ZUN and she and Jennifer nearly tore the papers flipping to their review page.

Then they start reciting and qouting from the papers in chinese and there i am wishin i know what they are saying. Yes, their chinese is wayyy better than mine. And Zhe Kang kept squealing and it was seriously funny.

Oh boy, wish there was Nan Xue Zhang. Hes damn cute. WAHH.

ZhiXi, i qoute: Haha, you're too emo, manda. Emotional, that is.
Cause in track me and Inez were gushing over Nan Xue Zhang and we were all pissed cause she said Wu Zun's nose is funny. Well. yeah maybe its kinda sharp, BUT THATS JUST COOL.


When i got home i was shit tired because i kinda almost killed my ankle. (Yes, i fell down the steps again) After which i sprinted 300m after that and clocked 57 (ehmatian) and Coach almost screamed the place down.

'HOW CAN YOU DO RUN WEN YOU LEG IN-JIRED? YOUR LEG MORE PAIN ONLY! GO!
GO REST. NO RUN FOR YOU ANYMORE.'

So i sat in class doing Shingleemaths for Alvin tomorrow. Ohgee, i dont think im gonna finish it. Polygons is too boring. Die-die-dead.

Im reading a story called Xfiles and its creeping me out. Ohman, breaking up with people is so shitty for normal people. I dont think someone like me can take it. Better not to start any crap before i grow more un-accident prone. Guys get sick of girlfriends who cant walk down stairs without the danger of killing themselves.

Make stupid wholemealy branish muffins. They taste terrible. Made me puke, darn. WHO EATS MUFFINS WITHOUT BUTTER OR SUGAR.. other than health freaks and my maid? (whom i presented the muffins to)

Freak. Plus, the gooey thing was supposed to be lumpy. Ours was just, well, terribly. Un-lumpy. In fact, it was kinda watery. That turned me off, for one thing. Me and Cara were snorting at our goo and other peoples goo. Lumps, nolumps, lumps, nolumps.

Then we lumped the goo into the paper muffin holders and stuffed them into the oven. Heyheyhey, guess whos muffins turned out the nicest looking? WAHAHAH. Maybe it was because Cara put too much flour (say- Flo-wer) or whatever, BUT THEY ROSE UP PRETTY ANYWAY.

Wahha. Proud of it. It tasted shitty anyway, i probably put too much apple skins and lemon thingies and cinimon and skimmilk. Ahwells. Wasnt planning on eating the thing anyway. I knew someone in my family would be sure to appreciate it.

Sorry i aint blogging regularly too. Memory's failing me. Im growing old by the second.

I can feel it in my bones, la.


MY OH MY
DO YOU WANNA SAY GOODBYE
My Oh My. Aqua

Wednesday, February 07, 2007

Oh god, i am full of flaws.
Shallow and naive and daffy and oh-so-full-of-crap.

On a happier note, i am aerodynamic.
AERODYYNAAAMIC.

I sound like a plane.

---------------------------------------

HanaKimi is gonna start showing on the 15th 7o'clock Channel U. Promise Promise you'll watch it. It the absolutely CHAOJIWUDI funniset show i've ever watched. Fei Lun Hai is acting in it. WU ZUN WU ZUN WU ZUN. He speaks funny, but hes damn shuaii.

And JIROJIROJIRO. I forget his real name. Hes damn funny. Jiro rules, la. Jiro Jiro Jiro. I tellin ya, hes ubersweet and protective and sweet and well, sweet.

Today this guy with long hair walked past me. Its a rare sight, im telling you. What with the everchanging trends and the gay thing and the CREWCUTFORBOYS school rule. I was like, Cool hair.. Then after a second, WHOA COOL HAIR!

Whoa, y'know how cool his hair was, looked like Meitian from Hanakimi.

The shuaii looking gay type.

There are few categories of long haired guys.
1. Gay-shuaii (Meitian type)
2. Straggley-unkempt
3. Cheena-long pigtail
4. Cool-dyed
5-Shoulder length-chaoji shuaii-femenine (JUNKI)


Ahg.
The funny lion dance guys people keep boinging the drums at the forum when we were having training. They look so cool. So distracting when im supposed to do some crappy starting block practice. SEE MY POOR BLISTERED HANDS.

*Starting block- The two hateful supports used in competion to enable a faster start. Also allows hand to produce blisters because Coach says SUPPORT BO-DY WITH HAND, FOWARD FORWARD MORE!, until your hand starts to shake under pressure.

Coach has a tendency to drag the KER-GARISAN really long, while we bake and scorch and blister under the unforgiving sun and the weight of our body.
Relay, relay, why hasth thou forsaken thee.

Track-oh-track. How great fun.

Mr Ho gave us a blowbyblow account of his wife's labour. Damn cool. But now im like damn creeped out by giving birth. AGG. How absolutely terrifying. I cant even take skin prick tests without groaning and ouching and whining at the doctor...

Poor poor stupid Zikang. I like him best after AHBI. He's so patient and sweet and goodlookingly kind and smart and dependable. Sighs.

I love Jiro.
JIRO, JIRO JIRO

Thursday, February 01, 2007

Last night, i had a dream about you.
Nah not really, but it was last night.

Same difference.

Went to visit my new house.
Okay, lets go back and trace my life. In chronological order.

1.Lived at BPC for s'long as i can remember. Markies was born, house was too small.
2. Moved to HG
3. House in BPC rented to four guys.
4. Due to change of circumstances, move back to BPC.
5. Old house there too small, bought a new one.
6. Sold rented house.
7. Sold current house.
8. Moving in March end.

The house is okay. But mom's demolishing all the cool curves and wood paneling which i happen to like. Peeks.

Then we decided on the glass and the cupboards and everything and then went to visit the house we were selling.

Telling you, that house was like crap. RUBBISH ALL OVER THE PLACE. Underwear and nike shoes and files and diplomas, bills, letters, motivational signs plastered all over going

Will, you can get a girl with the flick of your fingers,
Will you can do it,
Will are so good looking,
Will you will buy a fully paid 5million penthhouse condominium by the end of 2014.
Will you will thank your mama and papa in chinese because you have done well in life.

And suff like that.
It was super funny.

I spent the whole time looking throuhg all the guys papers, and checking for diaries and other stuff. They place was like a pigsty. Was so horribly disgusting and my mom kepy exclaiming everyother second about how IRRESPONSIBLE they were.

For one, the fridge was still stocked with loads of drinks and half eating oranges and food and half eaten crap. Like people were still living there!

My mom was uttering disbelieving into the phone " ARE YOU SURE? ARE YOU SURE YOU LEFT NOTHING BEHIND? THERE IS EVERYTHING HERE, EVEN YOUR NIKE SHOES AND YOUR FILES AND WORKSHEETS AND FOOD AND PRESENTS AND PICTURES!"

The place was utterly hopeless. I cannot believe anyone who sees that would agree to buy it. I was laughing myself silly at the stuff the guys had. Damn fun.

But, damn, got my retribution. Im sniffing like shit and sneezing and drippynosey. All that dust got to me, la.

And SINGAPORE WINS, HOW ABOUT THAT. That stupid stupid refree. I feel indignant for Thailand, man. Jees, but they really deserved it. Really, they do.

Go Lionel, go.


CAN YOU KEEP UP
BABY BOY MAKE YOU LOSE MY
HUH-HUH, HUH-HUH.
-Lose My Breath. Destiny's Child.