Wednesday, March 28, 2007

It was a fun day today.

Track and heats and my rubbish time of 30secs for 200m. SMACKAROO. When i was getting home, i saw these two tourist. They were, like dressed normally. Looked chinese too. But if i had been wearing my earphones i wouldnt have heard what they were saying.

They were speaking korean. Dont ask me how i know it was Korean. But after a year or more of watching Animes and Korean and Tawainese dramas i can tell the difference quite distintively.

It was like, really funny. They were struggling with this huge plastic bag of things, the girl was holding one handle, the boy with the other and they were kinda like giggling and laughing and limping and striding really fast down the slope.

Wanted to hear more of the accent, but i couldnt catch up 'cause i was carrying the applejuice and i couldnt really walk fast enough.

But it was really cute. They kept consuting some map every few junctions.

Then it got really amusing cause they laughed really cool.

When i walked into the estate, saw the nice guard. He was really really really sweet and he was like, Hey! Then i went hello! And he said youre was late today and i waited really long.

Then i said sorry because i had to do somthing. And he went, wait, i get something.

Then i freaked out cause i couldnt believe he really got a present for me. I WAS FREAKING JOKING WHEN I TOLD HIM I WANTED ONE ON MONDAY.

Then he said here, and passed me this adorable Mickey Mouse Figurene. I was all, OMGOSH THANKS SOO MUCH. And i was like, this is really sweet.

So he kinda grinned and told me to study hard kay?

Then i felt so touched and stuff. And what the hell, i didnt even know his name.

When i got home, i felt really sad. My house is all boxed up and you cant even walk through rooms without plastering yourself onto a wall and edging past the stacked up boxes.

It wasnt homey anymore. Then i felt all sad.

Was trying to write a card for the Nice Guard. But i couldnt figure out how to write a crad without first knowing the persons name. This is shit. I lived here for more than 4 years, hes been here all this time and i dont know his name! I thought.

So my card went like this
: THANK YOU NICE GUARD FOR BEING A GREAT GUARD. HAVE A NICE LIFE, AND I'LL STUDY HARD. THANKS FOR MICKEY.

AMANDA

My mom nearly slaughtered me.
!!!!! AMANDA! HOW CAN YOU WRITE A CARD THAT GOES NICE GUARD!? ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND??!

Oh.
Ohwell. He name is either Dennis or Henry. Id rather him be Dennis really. Henry sounds silly.
Meimei says his name is Henry, Aunty Yeni says its Dennis.

I think i trust my maid more, about these things.

I feel kinda sad. A weid hollowness, y'know? Like, all our posters and paintings and stick on cupboards and bed stands were untimely ripped off by my mothers hands. (Heh. Couldnt resist it. Doing Macbeth in now, la.)

The walls are empty the house is aclutter. Im moving out in, like, 1 day. 2 more nights in my comfy bedroom without eerie windows and scary highness. I cannot imagine how i lived so high up before!

A house without stairs! How would that feel, i wonder.

Plus, i looked freaking AHDORAHBLE as a kid. Damn straight. I was cute as hell. WAHAHAHA. I have found the mudderloade. Me as a baby, Me as a kid, Me pulling a kangaroo's tail.

Poem For BooBoos:
I love you when you call.
I love you when you call.
I love you when you call.
But you never called.

By: T to J Dunno if its ripped off though.

Ahwell.
FORWARD MARCH.
TIPpeedey tipdoo.


YOU SHOUDLN'T CRY BECAUSE
SOMETHING IS OVER
LAUGH BECAUSE IT HAPPENED
-Mr Sydromes Slideshow
(Its not a band, its not, even if it does sound like one)

Monday, March 26, 2007

SEXY WENTWORTH MILLER.

Wentworth Miller stars in a show called PRISON BREAK, the world's greatest show, better that Lost (My mom freaking lovees it), better than Hana Kimi, better than It Started With a Kiss, better than Devil Beside You.

And considering i have only watched like 5 episodes, thats saying alot.

Now, Prison Break, standing in my heart on the same line as Death Note, is blowing me away.

SMEXY MICHAEL SCOFIELD

I freaking LOVELOVELOVE him. Smart guys, who are ridiculously good looking, are a rarer species on earth. Which is why i am head over heels in love with that finer group.

1. L
2. Michael Scofield
3. Artemis Fowl

Considering all of them are fiction, (yeah, lifes like that), but it doesnt really matter. Heard a saying that goes like this "Your real life is in you head". Incidentally, i heard it from a little voice in my head, so, well.

BUT I KNOW, someday my prince will come and he shall say "TO INFINITY AND BEYOND! then he will ride me off in a round pillow taxi which is really cute to watch Prison Break together.

He shall be funny and smart and ridiculously good looking and kind and suave and he shall love me and SO THERE.

He shall be called L or Michael Scofield or Artemis Fowl.

DOUBLE SO THERE. x2

Gavin and Keith and Joel were being really dumb in LL calss. Keith was being all one-wordish and Gavin was being really Gavinish and Joel was being kinda like, racicst and not-emo ish and gory and grenade-suicidal-ish. And it was all really funny.

AND HOHOHO. Im like, SO FREAKING EXCITED. Whos moving whos moving whos whos whos MOOVING, AYE. Manda is!

WAHAHAHA. Its like so cool. LOVE LOVE LOVE IT! All boxyed up and im all keyed up and cool. I love the smell of the cool dusty boxes and beautiful empty cupboards stuffed to the brim with identical brown musty cardboard boxes.

Im lying.

Im don't want to move. But damn it, im moving so (HAPPYTIONAL) i'll just BE HAPPY ABOUT IT.

Ah.

Plus, i think this poem puts a coupla things into persperctive.

I Black (Written by African Child)
Dear white fella
When i born, i black
When i grow up, i black
When i go in sun, i black
When i cold, i black
When i scared, i black
When i sick, i black
When i die, i still black.

You white fella
When you born, you pink
When you grow up, you white
When you go in sun, you red
When you cold, you blue
When you scared, you yellow
When you sick, you green
When you die, you grey

And you have the cheek to call me coloured??


And to those emo kids who feel like commiting suicide, heres a Resume, for you.

RESUME
Razors pain you;
Rivers are damp
Acids stain you;
And drugs cause cramp;
Guns arent lawful;
Nooses give;
Gas smells awful;
You might as well live.
-Dorothy Parker

TEARS FALL DOWN YOUR FACE
*tingtingtingting*
THE TASTE IS SOMETHING NEW
-My Paper Heart. All American Rejects

Sunday, March 25, 2007

Frances is coming to get me like, anytime now. But i figured, the only time i can blog today is now, since i have ting xie tomorrow and i have to study it later after i come back from dinner.

You're probably wondering why i cant like, study now and blog later. Yeah? I wonder too.

I bet todays gonna be super cool cause im getting a real medal. First time in my life. Not all that crap from sports day or whatever.

Plus i think 3ply tissues are really mean. The tissue packet is sooo thick and you think, MAN THIS SURE CAN LAST ME THE WHOLE DAY, LA. Then when you pull out one lousy piece, the whole packet like, DEFLATES.

Man, like one piece is that thick.
What the heck?

Cheat my feelings only. Then i was reusing and reusing that lame lousy packet of tissues in chuch. I was like sniffing and snorting and blowing and whining and griping. In church, too. Like, everyone around was freaking pissed at me.

Blehblehs.

AND NOW WE NEED TO WISH MYDEEEAR LOOLOO A GREAT AWESOMELY AMAAAZING HAPPY DAY ON HER BIRTHDAY WITH HER QUALITY FAMILY TIMES AND EVERYTHING.

Loos, i hope everything goes well for ya, today.

Happy HAPPY birthday.

My happy arent the ordinary happy birthday's happy. Its the really HAPPY. Cause we all want ya to be really happy happy happy on your birthday, sweetie.

HAPPYTIONAL!
Oh yeah, baby.

Ooh, and i think like, the song, The Little Things, its so uber cute heh. "This song is dedicated to all those kids who ever got picked last in gym class" Hahah.

So cute.

Have you ever wondered if there was more to life, other than being really, really, ridiculously good looking? Heh.

Yeah, im sure there is, eh. But then again. The world has proved it wrong again. You'll see that the finer part of the world is made of ridiculously good looking people. Like, L. And like, Wu Zun. Hes kinda like, he cant really sing, cant really act. But damn, his FACE.

Like Ella says, shuaishuai de.

Oh well. BUT YOU KNOW WHAT. No one, is prettier than my L. No one. I SWEAR. NO ONE. L, the coolest cutest guy who ever lived. L is most amazingly sweet and smart guy ever.

Watched Shrek the other day. Was like, so funny. Heh.
"I'm sorry, the position of annoying talking animal has already been filled."


Eh, id better go gloat about being a reserve to my shuaishuai de relay group. Hehs. Seeyaaa. And HAPPY birthday Loo again. Sorry about not going yestreday, yeah?


THE TIME WE GOT FREE LUNCH
AND THE COOL KIDS STILL BEAT US UP
THE RICH KIDS HAD CONVERTABLES
AND WE HAD TO RIDE THE BUS
-The Little Things. Good Charlotte.

Saturday, March 24, 2007

Its raining.

Somehow, i love it when it rains. Gives me a sense of peace, it does. Nice rain. NICE RAIN.

Now, i love L more. Because, we were talking about it in COP just now and then suddenly i felt a surge or HAPPINESS and AFFECTION when they mentioned him. The way they revealed him in the middle of DN1, and he went like, "BANG BANG BANG, if i were Kira you all would be dead."

Wah. SUAVE.

SHUAISHUAI DE.


Today i was in France's car with Inez and her, and then they were totally freaking out.

Frances: Oh my gosh, im super freaked.
Inez: Im so so so scared, so scared so scared.
Manda the happy reserve: Just dont step on pebbles.
Inez: ARGH!

Then when i got to the staduim , ready to cheer form the sidelines being a happy reserve, Ms Lim thrust this paper at me which states that i am the third runner.

RIGHT THERE.
IN GLARINGLY SHINY INK.

Then i started freaking out.

Freaking and freaking and freaking.

Then the whole warm up and streching was like FREAKING FREAKING FREAKING OUT.

Then the race begun.
Made friends with some of the Cedar girls. Their damn fast. TOO DAMN FAST. Our heat were with the slower schools, and we won our heat. WON CEDAR BY LIKE A TEENSY WEENSIE BIT.

Probably about o.1 secs. Overall 3rd place. 3rd PLACE! can you believe it! I was like gloating and gloating about how cool Inez was at the end. Then everyone was like OMG INEZ GOOD RUN.

Seriously should have seen how she pushed herself to beat the Cedar girl. Could actually even see her going pale at the end. And Frances, she pushed herself to the limit too, was wheezing and crying when she was done.

Than i felt like shit. DAMN SHIT. Man i freaking SERIOUSLY did not push hard enough. Damn me to the gallows. NAUHGTY NAUGHTY MANDA. You evil girl.

Next time, (if anyone ever trusts me enough me on the team again) i'll run so hard till i collaspe. I WILL I WILL I WILL. But third? OHYEAH! I owe it to my beautiful team. You awsomely amazing buncha people.

Nanyang and SSoprtsSchool? Yeah, we'll get ya next time. Heh.

L, if only you came.
WOULDA RAN LIKE THE WIND.


YESTERDAY YOU ASKED ME SOMETHING
I THOUGHT YOU KNEW
SO I TOLD YOU WITH A SMILE
ITS ALL ABOUT YOU
-Its All About You. McFly

Friday, March 23, 2007

I'll say.

IM BACKBACK BACK to my hyper pretty me. THREE CHEERS TO MANDAMANDA.

I bet the three cups of icemilo did it. Did each in, like less than 5 seconds. Was competing with Christy. Man, i totally won by half a cup. Like Jennifer says, it could be because i have a big mouth, but i that doesnt really relate.

Pure talent, i'll bet.

After that my heart was beating so fast i swear it would have popped out of my ribcage. Too much sugar? Adreline RUSHHH, baaaby.

Home ecs test was so full of crap. Had practical, was supposed to decorate and make scrambled egg sandwich and papaya smoothie.

How, is one to make PAPAYA SMOOTHIE, without ice? How absolutely vomitish. Plus, papaya smoothie? Its just sick. It smelt so bad i forced back the waterfall puke pushing its way out. It was disgusting.

Most of our class poured it out, cept for Vanessa Chng and thats cause shes just too sweet. Heh.

The egg was alright but i put a tad too much salt and pepper and it there were black clumps all around and the egg was so freaking salty, i bet my sodium intake just rocketed SKY HIGH. Ahwell. Cant make everything good, yaknow.

People as perfect as me, sometimes we need a break too.

Loo and me and Jeanieboobs and Crallama went to playground and hopped around shreking like a coupla overgrown babies. I was on the swing and Loo and Jeanieboobs, man, they were trying to kill me. They were like, swinging the ropes in front of me, like seriously! I could have turned out deformed, man!

CRAPOLA! x2.

Wheeps.

I've decided that i shall call my grandma everyday. EVERY SINGLE DAY. Because i just think shes too too upset most of the time. I could practically hear her smiling her head off today when i called her to thank her for the mangos.

Shes just so nice! Lovelove, Muah.

She makes me feel, y'know, kinda aprpeciated. Which made me really happy and i was smiling like some deranged mentally affected fool when i put the phone down. Heck if something as simple as that can make two people so crazyinhappy, why shouldnt i do it everyday?

TELL ME WHY NOT?

Ahahah. Ive rendered you speechless. Now you have nothing to say. Go crawl into the corner all by yourself and grow mushrooms being lonely. Ha!

Talk to the hand, baby!


YOU HEAR SEE SHES A BEAUTIFUL GIRL
SHES A BEAUTIFUL GIRL
SHE FILLS UP EVERY CORNER
LIKE SHES BORN IN BLACK AND WHITE
-Suddenly I See. KT Tunstall

Thursday, March 22, 2007

Red Cross Home.

The sad poeple there seriously depress me. I need to talk about something happy, or im gonna cry.

Today was so boring so boring so boring. The boringness was suffocating me, killing me slowly. (Boredom cant kill you, but you'd wish it could)

Lai Pek was yabbering away repeating every single thing on the slides, and we were furiously not listening and copying and copying the slides down. I wasnt cause i was sleeping. I wasnt even tired, man. Her lesson just makes me sleep.

Pamela was showing us some card tricks shed learnt. Damn cool. She can make this card like, spin and come back to her and then she catches it. Well, granted she only managed it once, but it was cool for just that moment.

She says her friend can shoot cards at peoples throat and kill them. Creeped me right out. THE DEADLY WORLD. Even an innocent pack of cards can murder. Kill. Deaths. Bleh. Erk.

Im taking to spelling Zhe Xi name as Zhi C. Because it looks cooler. And just nice.

People say i look emo. Cause of that hateful irritaing tatch of fringe which is currently covering the better half of my face. Hey man, i hate it too. It freaking bugs me every second of my life. But damn, i've lost 17 clips already, and still counting.

Really dont know where they go. Take it off to bathe and ABRACADABRA *ting* its gone. Some idiot clip stealer is probably living in my house.

Dont wanna look emo. But then, without that tatch of fringe, my face looks chubby and unamandalike. Ahwell. The chubby part, thats just a phase. It'll go away, i bet. Im still stuffing myself like some fat ass pig.

Id rather die than become aneroxic, seriously. I LIVE TO EAT. Eating, is one of lifes greatest pleasures. What else would you do if you cant eat, man? I'll probably go suicidal. LIVE IT, EAT IT, thats my motto.

Jump around. Hold your legs and hop. Open your mouth and make a peace sign. Hop around, JUMP AROUND. Be happy, for life is only this short. Like Loo says, WE COULD DIE TOMORROW YOU KNOW.

Lalala.
I wonder what happens then.

Maybe i wont beable to eat anymore.

What would you do if you were dying next week?
Hug your mommy and daddy, kiss your meimei and didi. Tell your korkor and jiejie you love them. Tell your crush you like them, who cares what they say? Write a will, tell everyone how much they mean to you. Do your best in everything you do, have no regrets. Eat everything you always wanted to eat, travel where you want to go.

To sum it up, be happy.

HAPPINESS.
The best thing ever.

Fire spread it.
Second thoughts, LIGHTNING IT.

BE HAPPY
COME ON LETS GO HAVE SOME FUN
-Happy Girls And Boys. Aqua

Wednesday, March 21, 2007

Pissed pissed pissed pissed at my Science Paper.
Studied and studied and studied like crap and then, NO TIME TO FINISH. Freaking shit.

Unfairness all around.
I mean, just 5 more minutes. COULDNT YOU HAVE GIVEN US just 5 LAME MORE MINUTES?! Then i would have gotten 8 marks more.

WHICH THEN GIVES ME A FAIR CHANCE OF PASSING, DAMMIT.

Damn, i tried my best.

But the worst is over. Now i can enjoy life like the way it is. The colour has retured to everything! I see things in perspective now, ITS BACK TO ME AGAAAIN, only with a harder head and a tougher mindset.



EMO KIDS.

Today we read articles on EMO KIDS. Reflections and all that. Emo. The new trend that has taken everyone by a storm. Thick fringes and black and white things. Depression. Hate. Suicide.

Seriously. I find it kinda time wasting.
Plus the slitting wrist and causing pain crap? I think its just really sad. And painful.

I mean, if youre depressed, share it with people man. There is NO FREAKING USE if you self mutilate. Its is just sick.

Plus, i can but more than half of the 'emo' kids are fake ones anyway. Like, depression? Suicide? Deaths? Pain? Suffering? MY ASS. Crack me up, man.

Think of the REAL kids who suffer. The ones who starve. No school. No friends. No home. No mummy to buy you things. No parents? No place of comfort. And do you see them slitting their wrist and causing STUPID DISGUSTING UNECCECARY PAIN to themselves?

Fakeness, FAKENESS, i say. OH KISS MY ASS YOU FAKE-OS.

Ahha.
WHY DONT PEOPLE JUST BE HAPPY.

Like, for one, i know i few people who have the gift of being happy.

Carallama for one.
Shes one of the happiest people ever. Shes so disconnected, happy and just plain innocent joy. Its a gift, you know, being happy.

I think there should be some new trend. Called.
Happytional.

Like, everyone just be happy and smile at each other. I swear, the streets and schools and workplaces and everywhere would probably be really nice to be in.

I love it when people smile at me. People i know, people i dont know. Its just cool, makes you happy.

SO HAPPYTIONAL, FORWARD!
ONWARD, TO INFINITY AND BEYOND!

Ah well.
Lalas.

Its about all, plus all the crazy confusion in school about the Sports Day thing. Its gonna be rubbish, i'll say. With trackers, the competions sure are sad.

And like Zhi. C says, TADIMS!

I THINK THE WHOLE WORLDS
ADDICTED TO THE DRAMA
ONLY ATTRACTED TO THE THINGS THAT
BRING YOU TRAUMA
-Where Is The Love. Black Eye Peas.

Tuesday, March 20, 2007

Camp.

Camp was fun. Not craaaazyfun, but fun anyhow. Up the elements and the highhigh ladders with harnersses and lobsters and heights.

It would have been better if i were scared because this time, but after the trapeeze at Sentosa a couplea times i was kinda like nothinggoinng. Plus the people with me were so freaking scared stiff and i felt a sense of responsibility toward my mom who was totally dying.

Didnt even scream at all. I was so proud of my self even after the million rope burns and such.

Cassan was complaining about sharing a cabin with Dalston. I was content with my bed. Slong i had one. Until i reaslied i was slighty claustrophobic and the damn cabin HAD NO WINDOWS.

CHAR.

So i sat outside throwing pebbles around until i got really droopy. Went into the stuffy little cabin, swung the door wide open and blasted my ipod while my sister, Darren, Brian, Sherilyn, Beatrice and Andrea screamed the place down, scrurring up and down the bunks fighting and yelling like godzilla.

Then Sherilyn fell from the top bunk and started to yell and shriek and twist in pain. I went into panic, and the kids were all like, OMG WHAT DO WE DO and poked her and stuff.

I ran for her mom but then i decided if the rest couldnt possibly take care of her so i carried her to the canteen and then her mother freaked and the whole night Sherilyn was up, crying like nobody's business.

Next day realised she broke her arm. !! DAMNSHIT. Doctor said she was super brave. Said kids with broken arms didn't normally come in so calm.


Was tired shit.
Next day went for learning lab and training was ubercrazyslack because the SPH relay girls could "rest, do 150 5 times, slowwwley girls, then do gym." according to coach.

SPH relay on Sun.
Whoopeedoos.

Need to find a present for Jeanieboobs and Loo.

Saw Kevin at United Square on when i was going to Learning Lab. Damn shocked. I was like, Whoa, hey. But then i had no hands to wave cause i had three files and my shoe bag and a plastic bag with a McSpicy inside.

Then i kinda like shook my shoe bag at him and said hey. But then he didnt really respond, he kinda like starred. Then i thought maybe hes not Kevina nd he thinks im a crazy bimbo stalker.

Damn.

So i walked away.

Then i saw him again talking to Ms Eu outside Learning Lab. WHOOSH. EVERYONE KNOWS MS UE SHES JUST GREATTTTTTT. MS EU ROCKS MS EU ROCKS. EVERYONE LOVES HER MS EU ROCKS.

Cara said Kevin smsed to say I saw your friend at United Square. Then i was all THANKS GOD SOME GUY OUT THERE DOESNT THINK I AM STALKING HIM.

Plus i dreamt abaout L or Kenichi. I forget. EHHHH. HE WAS TOO CUTE. His face was so beautifula and sweet and anglic. I NEED TO DREAM ABAOUT HIM AGAIN. Only then will i pass my Science. My my dear sweet L, haunt my dreams tonight, i wills see you again, we will meet once again, dear sweet L.

WHEN I FEEL LIEK EXCERSING
I LIE DOWN TILL THE FEELING PASSES

Thursday, March 15, 2007

The rules:
each player of this game starts with the ‘5 weird things about you.’ people who get tagged need to write a post of their own 5 weird things as well as state this rule clearly.

In the end, you need to choose six people to be tagged and list their names. don’t forget to leave a comment that says ‘you are tagged’ in their comments and tell them to read your blog.

Blahblahblahblah.

Huiyi boobs of glory said i have to do it.

1. I love to eat nogurts.
2. I love to eat shorbet.
3. I love sushi.
4. I love it when people say they remmeber me.
5. I hate huge ugly dogs, because they scare me.
6. I am in love with this long list of people.
7. When i grow up i wanna be like Ms Melissa Eu.
8. I dont follow intructions.
9 I relate to crazy people better. (VenessaChng, CrasL, Bob, Loo, Nattheboob ectect)

Omygosh, ubbber weird or what. Like totally WERIDED out. Tadims!

Do it if you want to. No obligations.
Ohoh, but LOO, you have to do it, cause you're weird.

Im like SO, - FRIKIN, - HUNGRY.

Bite me.
I go eat nice noodles.

Toodles!


DID THEY SEND ME DAUGHTERS
WHEN I ASKED FOR SONS
YOU'RE THE SADDEST BUNCH IVE EVER MET
-I'll Make A Man Out Of You. Mulan

Wednesday, March 14, 2007

Ello ello ello ello Vee Eee!
ELLO ELLO ELLO

Theory number 16.
Singaporeans are weird.

And why, exally are we weird?

Now, why in the world would people switch the crazyexpensive air-con on at night, shiver like crazy, the cover up with this blanket which probably cost as much. IRONY! IRONY! IRONY!

But whatever, i do it too.

We also watch Mr Bean, and shows like Police and Thief and Liang Po Po, or dumb local shows with absolutely zero ZLICHISH meaning at all.

I'll say, we all should watch kid shows. For real. I think kid shows, they teach you most things in life. Like, watching Richard Scary and Barney and Calliou and Higgley Town Heros, and other cool shows, have made me what i am today. Well yeah, thats plus Cara's rubbishness.

(By the way, Powerpuff girls is a sick show.)

This theory proves itself standing because people like Emain goes Emain, its okay and talks to herself. She also believes she has a split personality called Beatrice.

But shes really funny and we like her that much anyway.

Proved point? Now we move on.

WHY THE HELL DO GIRL'S HORMONES INCREASE WHEN THEY SMELL GUY'S SWEAT?

Thats just plain disgusting. And degrading.
Ew, plain- FRIKING - ew.

As much as i dislike the smell of my own sweat, and my friends (believe me, i know) i cannot possibly imagine being turned on by this sweaty, wet, smelly guy.

Like, their saying GUY'S SWEAT SMELL makes you high. It turns women on. So what, when you're feeling all sad and dejected you should stick your nose into some guy's sweaty shirt or something?

Damn, thats just sick.

Sweat is smelly. Why would something that is smelly turn anyone one, seriously?

Heyy.

I WOULDNT MIND SEEING TANG YU ZHE ALL SWEATY. THAT WOULD TURN ME ON FINE, YEAH IT WOULD. OR L, OR WU ZUN. OR JONATHAN MICHAEL PARKER!

I suppose then, it depends on the person who sweats? But then again, i would be happy to see Tang Yu Zhe when hes cool and unsweaty or anything. HAPPY! OVERJOYED! ANYTHING!

So i suppose, the mysteries of the world.

Oh well.
And plus the stuff MsLim was shouting at us about? The YOU GIRLS MUST KNOW WHEN TO BE SERIOUS AND WHEN TO PLAY! stuff.

Working on it, man! Chill.

Twidledee. Twidledah.
Oh tarts of glory, I HAVEEE A NEWNEWNEW PHONIESDUMNS. Well. Not exacally new, but its newer looking than my old one anyway. My mom keeps her phones really well. It looks damn freaking new.

Thank you, God, for giving me Mom.

And Dad too, for that matter.


SO I SAY A LITTLE PRAYER
AND HOPE MY DREAMS WILL TAKE ME THERE
-My Love. Westlife

Tuesday, March 13, 2007

Guys i know are weird.

The two guys from my Learning Lab class are geniuses from ACS. They are discriminative, full of crap, chucky, and silly, and very very funny.

Ms Eu: Learning Lab is splitting up girls and boys into different classes.
Boy: NOOOOOOOOOOOO WAYYYYYYY.
Ms Eu: Oh my gosh, you're like some old cheekopeh.
Boy: Never said i wasnt.
(They wern't really, it was some stimulation for a debate)

Plus they call this guy who claims he doesnt watch porn, Mr Porno. Apparently, every guy watches porn, is what they say.

The guys from RI who were at DSAW camp today were just as dingdong. This guy said something about liking my friend then his friends went all silly and tried to ask for her number.

She didnt really get to answer at all because, immediately after that, they all fell on the floor in a heap and laughed and laughed and laughed. Then they kinda ran off, then after they left she got hell from everyone.



Camp was fun.
Our facil was some cool guy. He bought us drinks and such, plus hes really nice. We had this guy from RI in our group but i couldnt pronounce his name so i called him Syndrome. He is an Egyptian. Or Jeeper, or GIPer, or whatever.

This makes me wonder if i am a little bit Egyptian. You'd never know, maybe one of my greatgreatgreatgreatgreatgreatgreatgreatgreatgreatgreatgreatgreatgreatgreat grandparents's great great grandfather married an Egyptian. Which would then make me a little bit Egyptian. Which would be like ubercool.

The Nanyang girls were cool too. Lucas said i was crazy. Everyone was nice. Zhekang and me were being stupid and loud. Cara was being silly and cute. Lynette was being foodprovider-ish.

Made new friends, was silly, got some stupid damn sunburn, freaking tired out, played games like, tile jumping, deaf soccer, wheelchair basketball, Bahkuh or something like that, and some other rubbish.

Note to world.
People how discriminate against disabled should be cruelly hung and burnt and stake.


HAO DE-HUAI DE DOU SHI WO DE
YAO SHENG DAO DI
NI RANG WO XIANG XING WO KE YI
-Sha Sha De Yong Qi. Vank or something.

Sunday, March 11, 2007

I am so full i cannot move. Like in those anime where this guy totally pigs out and then suddenly the whole table's all empty then his stomach like, protrudes out and then he has that dazed look while slumping in a chair?

Thats kinda like how i look now. Minus the tummy.

What i had for dinner.

I ate the porridge neighbour gave us, then ate chicken rice and fried sotongs and sotong balls. (As in, balls made of sotong, well not BALLS made of sotong. AH WHATEVER, just sotong balls.)

Then i ate brocolli. I love brocolli, specially in the super nice sause.

Caught a movie, PERSUIT OF HAPPYNESS, with my dad. Its the damn nicest movie, after Death Note and such. Ate huge tub of popcorn, nachos with cheese, and big cup of coke. Then, went to Yakun to eat kaya bread, and egg and hot milo.

Later, visited NTUC and got miso soup, instant ramen and icecream, and loads of crap.

Then, while heading for the carpark, got hit by craving for STEAMING HOT WHIPPED POTATO. Ate it in the car, while dad and me rubbished around.

DAMN, WAS I ENDULGING.

Just after i promised to stop eating crap in Lent. GahGahGah. Bad girl, BADDD GIRL.


Oh gee, and LEMME JUST SAY, PERSUIT OF HAPPYNESS IS GOOD. First i was having second thoughts about the show. It didnt look all that interesting. Id have rather watched Bean On Holiday, or somthing.

After the movie:
It was good. With Will Smith, one of my FAVORITE people, and with Jaden Smith, my CUTEST LITTLE ANGEL ON EARTH, the sweetest boy ever.

If i eevr have a son, i want him to be like Christopher (Jaden), some sweeeeetst little kid ever born. He doesnt over act, like trying too hard to be cute, he doesnt underact, like some actcool kid, HES JUST HIM, with a sweet face and a doublesweet personality.

And his jokes, HAHAHA. So weirdly cutely funny.

CHRISTOPHER, YOUR TOO SWEET.

Wait. Omg, OH MY TIAN?! Hes Will Smith's SON?! Ohmygoshohmygoshohmygosh. THAT, is the coolest thing on EARTH! 'Magine! No WONDER theres some kinda chemistry between them! Thats too cool. TOO DAMN COOL. Lalas. IM SO PROUD OF YOU, JADEN. You act really well.

And it dont hurt that you look like you papa.

BLACK BANDANNA SWEET LOUISIANA
ROBBING A BANK
IN THE STATE OF INDIANA
-Dani California. Red Hot Chilli Peppers

Saturday, March 10, 2007

I'll bet you Mr Drgonfly Who Looks Like A Huge Bee is coming back tonight. DAMMIT, its been visiting for 3 nights straight. Freaking freaking freaking scared. Im tellin you, its like as big as my hand and its just horrible, HORRIBLE.

Yesterday night i almost screamed the whole house down.

Me: DADDDDDDDDDDDDDY *in half tears* A DRAGONFLY BRUSHED MY FACE!!
Dad: Where, where?
Me: My room.
Dad: Okayokay, wait i go find it.

I sit in my my parents room, shuddering with my hairs standing on end. Felt eeky all over. Wanted to die.

In a few..
Dad: I CAUGHT IT!!! (he runs into the room holding something)
Me: AHHHHHHHHHHHH! OMGOMGOMG DADDY GET OUT RIGHT NOW, THROW IT BACK OUT! HELPPPPPPP, OMGOMGOMG, GETAWAY FROM ME RIGHT NOW. (i run into the toilet)
Dad: Here, catch.

He freaking throws the thing at me.

I tell you, i screamed and screamed and screamed and screamed. Then i squated on the floor and i was ABSOLUTELY TRAUMATISED. I nearly broke down into tears. Hello, the thing BRUSHED-MY-FACE. It was so utterly disgusting, and big, then my father throws it at me.

Whats not to scream about?!

Dad: Its a fake stuffed bat.
Me: *silent*
Mom: You shouldnt have done that, i think shes dying.

Then i nearly killed him. Didnt even dare to go back into the room. Omg, i can feel something on me right now, ARGHHHH, its a shivery and eeky and omg, YUCKS. I need to take a NICE LONG BATH right now.

And, whoaawhoaawhoaa, ER ZUO JU ZI WEN, It Started With a Kiss is probably one of the bestest bestest bestest drama's ever made. Its better than Devil Beside You.

Seldom do you find such good endings. I mean, seriously. The ending of shows are mostly the most terrible things on earth. Look at Full House. The ending was so nothingness, so boring, so bleh, it was rubbish. Devil Beside You, that ending was crap too.

Shows always end with some cliche thing where the guy kisses the girl.

I mean, i like Nemo's ending. One of the better ones, but thats kinda out of point.

BUT THIS ENDING, it was funny and sad and cute and sweet and silly all at the same time, and they showed everyone in the end at the wedding, UNLIKE SOME STUPID ENDING LIKE FROM GOONG. (One of the WORST endings in the world. Im telling you, that show is so cool, everyone waits for the GRAND FINALE, and then, blah. Some stupid little rubbish ending.)

Ohmanohman. I will forever rememeber this show. ALTHOUGH i think Jiro is rather pathetic. After FIVE full years of loving NO one other than this one girl, then having to attend her wedding while she kisses this other guy. Sad, sad, sad.

BUT THE COOLISH SO VERY UN-CLICHED WEDDING! It was so CUTE! SO FUNNY. How pretty he looked. And Oh-So-Freaky. Will have nightmares about my husband looking like that on my wedding, mabye after he got himself castrated. Sick.

Da Da Da Dum Dee.

I have forgotten my fear of Mr Dragonfly Who Looks Like A Ratehr Huge Bee. I better go bathe anyway.

To infinity, and beyond!


SAY THAT YOU LOVE ME
SAY THAT YOU CARE
-It Started With A Kiss OST

Friday, March 09, 2007

Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh.

WHEEEHEEHEHHHEEE.
Great day everyone. Lalalalalas.

I have done

English, check.
EnglishLit, check.
History, check.
Geography, check.
PE, check
Science, check
F'n'N, check
Maths, -Trying to complete
Chinese,- Com cant read.

Oh well.

Yesterday, stayed up till like, 2, trying to complete Geog, Hist, FnN, PE, Science and that. Me and Cras were trying to do them together. It was damn hard. Kinda like, Cras kept going " MY EAR HURTS SO MUCH SO MUCH SO MUCH." Then i would feel all icky and then my ear would start hurting too.

The PE quiz was so full of rubbish. All the pictures of funny women with huge wobbly butts in tightsuits doing exercises and outofproportion muscular men lifting weights. Which is why im pertrified by huge muscular men, because if they pat you on the back you would vomit blood and pass out.

Yeah, then you have to NAME THE MUSCLES which is enabling these two people to do these exercises. Which we had no faintest idea. So Cras had to try doing the excercises and then tell me which muscle was strained, but she couldnt because, well because they were weird.

So we guessed. Our answers ranged from Hemstrings to Calves for the legs. Which were the only two i heard of. And Tricepe to Biceps for the arms.

The rest were funny long names, like trapezuim. (yeah, i thought it was a shape too)

Knocked out like a light from overworking. Plus there was this HUGE beetle in the toilet and it was freakish, and i couldnt brush my teeth. So i yelled for dad but he was fixing some phone thing so he pretended he didnt hear me.

So i had to go to the other toilet and use the spare Genting Hotel Toothbrush, and my brothers strawberry Kodomo toothpaste which tatses DIGUSTING, by the way.

Bleh.

Im dreading track so much i want to faint. Literally. I wouldnt mind, seriously. The thought of sprinting under Coach's dreaded Red Whistle and her Loud Accented Yells now makes me feel like dying. Hello, ITS MY REST TIME. MY PRECIOUS HOLIDAY.

But, nooooooo. Track has to take out all the fun in my life. Gah. Track, it kinda streches out forever, never ending, not even a while in the Dec or June or March holidays. Noo, it just goes on and on and on and on till i graduate and NEVER JOIN TRACK AGAIN.

Plus, in my whole entire life, i havent fainted before, and it wouldnt do no harm to try, yeah?

THATS WHAT I GO TO SCHOOL FOR
IF ONLY ITS A REAL BORE
-What I Go To School For. Busted.

Wednesday, March 07, 2007

I am an insensitive clod.

I am so damn terrible at comforting people. Looka the movies. SEE THEM COMFORT THEIR CRYING FRIEND WITH COMPLETE SELFLESSNESS.

Now look at me.

Oh shit, i cant even do anything when Jeanieboobs is crying so, like, SADLY. I am RUBBISH. All i did was sit there and mumble something like "Jeanieboobs, dont cry"

Thats the stupidest thing you can ever say to someone whos crying, seriously. If you were crying your face out, you wouldnt want and group of people to crowd around you telling you to stop.

But, of course, its hard to say "Cry you're tears dry, Jeanieboobs, i'll always be here for ya."

EH, thats sounds suavvve. But then again, people would probably take it the wrong way. Plus the fact that i wouldnt be able to shuo chu kou anyway. Like im that smooth.

Bleh.

If i were Jeanieboobs i'll go on strike. Damn, with a brother WHO HAS NO RESPECT FOR HER PRIVACY WHATSOEVER, BEING SOME BUSYBODY AND A STUPID CRUDDY LOUSY BROTHER WHO HAS NO FEELINGS FOR HIS SISTER.

Tell me, which brother would,

1. Snatch his sister's handphone
2. Read her messages
3. Complain to mommy that meimei got a boyfriend
4. Sms that boyfriend of your sister's using you sisters phone that you want to break up with him
5. CONFISCATES SISTER'S PHONE.

NOW TELL ME.
WHAT KIND OF BROTHER IS HE?!

DAMN SHIT.

Jeanie's boyfriend thought Jeanie really broke up with him. Jean was damn scared at recess, kept going on about how she wanted to get back with him.

So, she called him on Loo's phone, then suddenly she started to cry, after saying something like " did you just call me a bitch?". Then Loo snatched the phone and started screaming at him for making Jeanie cry, and i was yelling about how big of an asshole he was.

Then he put down the phone.

We smsed.
"Jean is crying, call her if you wanna apologise you insensitive boob."

He said.
"She doesnt even like me anymore, she can do whatever she wants"
(i went into a total rave at this point)

Then they sent.
"WTF is you problem? What made you think that, you stupid brainless rubbish? She wanted to get back with you!"
(well, something like that anyway)

Then he goes.
JEAN? CALL ME!

And then i suppose they made up and he started going all mooshy like all the Its My Fault, Im Sorry For Kissing You, Love You Forever, stuff. Really, i would rather a guy who can make me laugh. Wheeps! Grin for the sweety couple anyway.

Im sitting there thinking, getting into a relationship is abit of a headache.

Ahwell.


Today in track me and Hitler and Loo were laughing like crazy. Were thinking about if we had to marry some guy like Waine, whos a pro-highjumper from Hwachong whos 190plus tall.

Then the guy goes " you may kiss the bride"
Then you have to like kinda crawl up with knees and hang from his neck and kiss him.

Me: Wahhseh, then you marry Dumbledore even worse, cannot find the mouth...
Loo: Yeah then you may kiss the bride then you have to dig and dig the beard to find the mouth then, YOU MAY KISS THE BRIDE then you say IM FINDING HIS MOUTH LAH!
Hitler: HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHH!
Loo: Yeahyeah, then use the scanner thing to find... HAHAHA.

Ahh, the pains of girls.

WEI SIAO ZAI MEI ZAI TIAN
BU SHI NI DE
DOU BU TE BIE
- Zhi Dui Ni You Gan Jue. Fei Lun Hai. Hebe

Monday, March 05, 2007

HELLO.
Miss me miss me.

Today we watch some way cool show. BOSTON LEGAL. Ahem ahem, cool or what, lah. I mean the name itself sounds all authorotative and everything. This rich guy with cancer and this horrid poor guy with cancer.

But, yes, i still perfer Prison Break. I mean, which would any normal teenage prefer, lah. A show about law firms and austics people or a crazy exciting show with freaking hot guys.

Okay the story BOSTON LEGAL is something like this.
: This poor guy with cancer sues this rich guy with cancer. The rich cancer guy, he bought his way into getting the cancer drug instead of the placebo, which is some fake drug.

And yes if your're wondering how a POOR guy would find enough money to find a lawyer to sue a RICH guy who can buy his way into most things. 'Parrently in America they pay for your sueing costs and all that crap.

WTH? They trying to encourage the whole country to sue everyone else? O'boy.

So, people just like, SUE FOR ANYTHING THEY WANT. Scary.


Okay, back to the story.
So, this poor cancer guy wins favour in court. Y'know, he does the pity thing. Then the rich guy realieses that he has cancer and that he is watsing his precious time left on earth fighting a losing battle.

So, he apologizes REAL NICE and gives the poor cancer guy 4MILLION or something.

But, ohoho. The ******* ungreatful man pushed the contract away. "I want the thing you tresure the most now. I dont want your money. I want your time." I KILL YOU FREAK. Such evilness. YOU THINK YOU'RE THE ONLY DYING PERSON IN THE WORLD?

Darn you.

Omg, im not supposed to curse.
MANDAMANDAMANDA.

Okay.
So it goes somewhat like that. And theres this creepy lecherous perv manager of the firm whos fat and ugly and watches porn of his girlfriend. Hes some shit.

And theres a socially weird guy, and hes just weird. Its kinda sad.. sigh.


!! Its 12 already my gosh.
TATA.

ZHE ME KE YI ZHE YANG
XIAO RONG DA BAI
TAI YANG
- Zhe Me Ban. SHE.

Saturday, March 03, 2007

We made cool baked rice yesterday.
Its more of like, hard rice with tomato sauce and cheese and onions and garlic and beans and stuff. Then you cook em all and stuff the whole thing into the baker thing.

And WAHLA! Its done.

Track was easy.
Considering how they almost killed us all on wed. Plus me and Loo were all over KrstCheng about Jap. Obsessed with the language, we bugging her throughout the cool down. MoshiMoshi! Tashi! Watashi wa Amanda Dez, Onameawah?

Jennifer was really pissed off and kept saying we were noisy and full of rubbish. But i bet she was trying not to laugh too. And Moshimoshi Toong. Means Hello dumpling.

And yes, i made that up.
I was asking Kryst what dumpling was and she was all i dunno, i dunno. Then Jennifer went, tooong lah. And with this ringy ngg sound. I laughed so hard i started to cry and then i fell off the seat in the specs stand.

Then me and Loo went around saying Moshimoshi Toong in a crap Jap accent and people. I dont think they cared much but that didnt bother us.

And i tell you, KrystCheng sounds like L. She sounds so much liek L i cannot stand it. HER JAP ACCENT is DAMN COOL. I must learn Jap.

I MUST LEARN JAP.
But of course, logic by Jennifer, "You cant even master English or Chinese and you want to learn Jap?"

Ahwells. Too bad for her.
One must enjoy learning a language she want to learn. Life is only this short. Push it to the maximum. MAYBE SHE CANT GET INTO 3RD LANG BUT SO WHAT BIG DEAL. SHE CAN DO IT ON HER OWN.

Blbybeedeedo.
Sirin's gonna be mad at me for talking about this but ahwell.
IM TELLING YOU HARRY POTTER FANFIC WAS DAMN GOOD. If someone in her story can irritate me that much, she must be a damn good writer. I wish my english was as good as hers. Gah. I wish i wish i wish. I wish my english was as good as her brother's!

Wont that be cool.

BWAHAHAHA.

Im not blogging regularly, i realised this too. Sorry, man. But due to time contraints, one must cut down on things they like to do. ANYWAY, L IS CHAO CUTE. Thank Kryst. She got be back into L crazy mode.

L IS COOLEST SHUAIIEST PERSON EVER.
L IS MASTER OF BRAINS.
L THE MASTERMIND.
L IS GUY WITH A CUTE ACCENT.
L IS SWEETIE WHO MAKES ME LAUGH.

Up my wall he goes.
Wish i could rub out Light's face on the huge poster but that would be too mean. L wouldnt stoop that low. I wouldnt either.


SAYONARA ALOHA!

Thursday, March 01, 2007

Im so so tired i cant even see the screen properly. I have no idea why im blogging now, im just so freaked by what i have to finish tonight.

Today i was walking down the way, carrying my darling L in my hands. A huge poster of him from dear Monica YeeYee. I was bounding around, and the floor was damn slippery so i fell down.

If was after work time, and it was at the MRt station and it was crowded like hell. I think someone almost stepped on me.

Then i felt someone grinning at me. Looked up and saw Jack Neo's creepy face from the taxi picture grinning like anything holding some paper. Then i started laughing at him.


I cant believe i have L pretty face magnified and beautifully plastered over my dull room. Oh gosh i need to bathe. Mabye that'll wake me up.

Cannot. Concentrate. Am. Dying.
Tests. Project. Tuition work.

Whatever,
Eat me.