Sunday, April 29, 2007

RAWR.

Hello everybody (:

Amanda saw a REALLY hot guy today. I am dead jealous.

I think this world lacks hot guys. Especially Singapore. Chinese guys don't look good ):

Screwupscrewupscrewupscrewupscrewup



Anyhow, this is Pamela Bong reporting for duty here. Wolverine's out of the picture and I'm into a whole new world with whatever character Jude Law plays in I Love Huckabees, which I did not watch because it was M18.

Okay I change my mind. Jude Law = not that hot.

I now prey on... on...

This is old news. I have been preying on Daniel Meade since forever.

Anyhow, watch Ugly Betty tonight and catch Daniel there! I don't know what time it's showing, but it rocks balls (:

And go here:

HERE.

Thank you very much.

Love from
Bong

Thursday, April 26, 2007

Today i spend the day at Cras place.
I wouldnt mind living there, the place is so comfy and warm and darkish.

AND OH HOHOH.
We tried to bake cookies but it turned out kinda like, weird chocolate bread with sprinkles and in funny little blobs.

It was kinda sad, considering all the hard work we went through in getting the ingredients. The banana caused us the worst trouble.

We had no more bananas left so. Oh wait. The banana word looks funny. Is there two 'n's somewhere?

BANANA.

Okay, so we went on a mission to find bannanas. We knocked on houses asking if they had bannas and we checked the provision shop and we asked the old ladys and we faced the mutant barking ugly dogs.

But in vain.

The two heros, Cramnds, had no success.

We concluded that people that lived near Cra didnt eat bannanas. Dejectedly, we trudged homeward, to our flunk of a cookie mix.

THEN. KKACHINGGG- AAH! Cra had a brainwave. (A rare thing that it works) WE asked this kinda pretty indian lady who had bannanas!

SHE HAD BANNANAS AND SHE GAVE EM TO US!
We jumped around like mad and went to make cookie.

I lost my ipod. I think i might die.
Help me.

Wednesday, April 25, 2007

Heh.
Inez is a really good writer. So good, its scary.

If im a writer, i shall swear never to write books with depressing endings. I think they are disgusting. Like, LITTLE WOMEN, for example. Yesterday i was like, crying when STUPID Jo kept rejecting poor sweet Laurie..(lovelove)

Laurie, he was like, my favorite character. He was so funny and smart and handsome and witty. Damn, and i thought they would get married no matter what. (I wouldnt mind if he married me instead though.)

It was so disgusted i threw the book under the bed to decompose. HATEHATE IT. Sob.

I told my mo how much it sucked, and she goes.
" Its a classic, Amanda. Its a very good book, you know. You cant always have happy endings you know, in life. Life is unpredictable, you have to learn to accept things as they are."

Yeah.
Its true, too. I know.

BUT ALL THE MORE RIGHT?

If lifes so depressing and such, SHOULDNT MY GREATEST FORM OF ESCAPE (books) be enjoyable, instead of making me feel all down and pissed?

Books, are suppsoed to be fun. Enjoyable. Gripping. Meaningful stories DONT HAVE TO BE DEPRESSING!

Yeah. People nowadays,its like good stories always have to have some people dying. It sucks crap man. Its too shitty.

Like, check out our new SNG compilation book thing. Most of the stories are freaking depressing in every way. Either you cause someone a death or theres a death that hangs on you or theres execution. Its death all around. The shootoff in Virginia and the girl drowning in the drain and the guy who got struck by lightning, and my friend's dad who just went to heaven.

THE WORLDS TOO FREAKING EMO.

Its disgusting me too.

I want some escape. Cant i read some stupid shallow dumb romance book which makes me feel happy instead?(Meg Cabot- the most amazing writer in this category) Cant i read a fantasy story about flying stone lions and magic and smart handsome amazing geniuses like my dear Arty.

I DONT SEE WHY NOT. SO.

Blahblah.

Anyway.
Joel was telling us one of his usual stories in class.

" So we've to write a essay on the bravest thing we've ever done. And then he just writes 'THIS' and hands it up. IS HE LIKE COOL OR WHAT!?"

Then the other guys go on about his coolness and about how gay the teacher is for not giving the boy full marks.

Hoho.
Inez, was so intrigued by it when i was relaying the story that she went a little crazzy. It so funny when she does. She just keeps laughin to herself and everything.


ME AND YOU
SETTING IN A HONEYMOON
IF I WOKE UP NEXT TO YOU
-I'm Like a Lawyer With the Way I'm Always Trying To Get You Off.
Fall Out Boy

Tuesday, April 24, 2007

TODAY, MAY BE THE HAPPIEST DAY OF MY LIFE.
AND HOHO.

Look at the date, 24th of April.
Exactly 5 moths before my birthday. CONINCEDENCE? I think not.

Mrs Seet came backk to day.
I loveyouiloveyouiloveyou MRS SEET.

THE SYNDROME WILL NEVER REIGN AGAIN!!!
MUAHAHAHAHAHAH.

I think Mrs Seet is the best thing that ever happened.
But of course, i think Syndrome was a good thing too. Cause people like me, we need some form of terrible thing to befall us before we appreciate the amazing teachers we have.

SEET SEET SEET forever.
Muah.

I finally understand everything. Was so freaking eeeassssy. Mrs Seet, thank GOD you came back. Seriously, i really THANK MY DEAR GOOD LORD. Thanks God, thanks so much. I really love you both.

After remedial i was like grinning home.
GRINNING HOME.

And i couldnt stop.
I was grinning and grinning ang grinning and i had this warm fuzzy feeling and i felt, for the first time, joy. JOY. No kidding.

Then i think i got a little weird and i started laughing to myself. And the girl at the busstop wentlike, Ehh, she looks kinda crazy.

They whispered it but my ipod wasnt on yet so i heard them. Then i laughed somemore.

It was so so funny.

Then i kept laughing and grinning the whole way home.

I LOVE LOVELOVE EVERYONE.

Man. I have a sudden craving for nuggets.
Plus, just yesterday, i was whining about my fate of being murdered soon.

Talk about mood swings.

Ya watch Se7en? The movie?
Its pretty damnn good. But like, after the show, you'll feel dazed and soo absolutely depressed and crappy. But the show, it was good.

But its so bloody gory and the the amount of times they Eff is uncountable. It like, EFF this and EFF that because of this EFFing thing cause youre sucha EFFer. Its rated R.

Watched it in Learning Lab cause we were learning about crimes.

This guy, hes called John Doe. Hes kinda insane, and such.
He thinks hes doing everyone a favour and everything, trying to awaken them to all the crimes that happen everyday.

As i quote.
"A woman... so ugly on the inside she couldn't bear to go on living if she couldn't be beautiful on the outside. A drug dealer, a drug dealing pederast, actually! And let's not forget the disease-spreading whore!

Only in a world this shitty could you even try to say these were innocent people and keep a straight face. But that's the point.

We see a deadly sin on every street corner, in every home, and we tolerate it. We tolerate it because it's common, it's trivial. We tolerate it morning, noon, and night. Well, not anymore. I'm setting the example. What I've done is going to be puzzled over and studied and followed... forever. "

So he kills.
Seven sins, Gluttony, Pride, Greed, Sloth, Envy, Wrath, Lust.
And seven murders.
And seven ways to die.

You see, this guy, John Doe, he wants to tell the world, to stop sinning. But he chooses to do this in the only way he thinks would make people listen.

John Doe: "Wanting people to listen, you can't just tap them on the shoulder anymore. You have to hit them with a sledgehammer, and then you'll notice you've got their strict attention."

So, seven murders. Each a punishment for each deadly sin.

Glutton? he stuffs you to death.
Pride? He slashes your face to crap, then kills you.
Sloth? He pins you to bed for a year. Till you die.
Lust?(Watch it yourself)
Greed? Excise a pound of your flesh, then get murdered.

The wife of one of the detectives Mills(Bradpitt), Tracey sounds like a very unimportant side character, but she plays the most important part in the last two murders, ENVY, and SIN.

The last two murders shows the deception and the twistedness of John Doe. Its so cool, its scary.

Se7en, a show as disgusting as it is amazing.

Hohoho.
But if you think it, it makes sense. Like crap do we stick to moral rules, nowadays. Yeah sure, we dont murder, we dont steal.

But, gluttonly? Sloth? Moral rules.
No one really cares about them in today's society.

Maybe, John is right?
That we have to be hit on the head by a sledgehammer before we listen.

And here i introduce,
My all time FAVESONG

GRACE KELLY-MIKA
Do I attract you?
Do I repulse you with my queasy smile?
Am I too dirty?
Am I too flirty?
Do I like what you like?

I got to be wholesome
I could be loathsome
Guess I'm a little bit shy
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me without making me try?

I tried to be like Grace Kelly ( mmmm )
But all her looks were too sad (ahhh ahhh)
So I tried a little Freddie (MMMM)
I've gone identity mad!

I COULD BE BROWN
I COULD BLUE
I COULD BE VIOLET SKY
I COULD BE HURTFUL
I COULD BE PURPLE
I COULD BE ANYTHING YOU WANT

GOTTA BE GREEN
GOTTA BE MEAN
GOTTA BE EVEYRTHING MORE
WHY DONT YOU LIKE ME
WHY DONT YOU LIKE ME
WHY DONT YOU WALK OUT THE DOOR

Friday, April 20, 2007

Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho.

Hello there my little puuny underlings, welcome welcome, to the world of HAPPY AMANDASS! Lalalalala.

Track was really, yaknow, really really successful. LOVELOVE EEEMIAN. She made me run like siaosiao chika. Man, my for 300m timing was like, what, 47sec plus. tadims. MAMAMIIIIAA. HERE I GO AGAIN.

I think, i wonder, i wish, if i can improve. I WILL.

Anyway.
Sports Day, compared to Nats is banished to such insignificance that i cant believe it. In Nats i cant even make it to top 8, and on Sports Day i can, get like, what top 3. Damn, now i dont even really bother about sports days.

The only thing bugging me is 2.6. You would think for a tracker 2.6 is nuuthing. But ohho, thats where you're wrong. Last year i gave up after 5 rounds and Cara had to drag me along the last round. (we still got As) And Nats. Crap, its wearing me down.

But i think music really changes your mood, know?

Today i was kinda happy when i was going home, so i switched off my ipod. Then i got kinda bored so i started listenin to some Jap song which was kinda happy and stuff.

Then suddenly the grass and eveything got really pretty and the fields looks so nice to lie in.

And then i read a book about this guy who goes "People are stupid because they looks down all the time. They dont know how to lift their heads and see the beauty above them"

I think its kinda true too, you know. Cause when i looked up today. The trees looked so pretty and green sweet and suddenly i thought, man, wouldnt it be nice if we could do a treetop trail right above here?

Yeahyeah.
Then later i was looking at the sky because it was so blue. Picture perfect, y'know. And hey, guess what. I slammed into the electrical box and fell into the drain thingy.

Whoo. It was soo embarrasing. There was this guy in uniform a way behind me too. I bet he was thinking some really stupid things about me. Maybe he thinks my crazy. Ohwell. cant be helped.

AND TOODAY IS CHANG PING/DORCAS's BIRTHDAY.

We love Pingping. Lovelove. MUAAHHHHHH.
Who wants a biikini for theri birthday? WHO? Ohwell. Nevermind it you dont, Pingping. Birthday presents arent for you to choose, anyway.

Toodles!

BOTH A LITTLE SCARED
NEITHER ONE PREPARED
-Tale As Old As Time. Beauty and The Beast

Wednesday, April 18, 2007

Ohohoh.
Todays cross country race cheer thingy was uber fun. Fun FUN FUN. Me and Loo AND Jennifer and Inez were being really amazingly noisey. We were like screeching and yelling and singing and dancing about.

Then the weird speaker thingy was so wrong looking cause it had the garbage bag on it and stuff, so when the weird tribe and malay music came on, the thingy was like blasting and the garbage bag kept wobbling.

Then one of the guys said like, The speakers like, dance, man!

We saw Shawn Lee (the actor guy) and it was uber coolies. Think he ran too. Jennifer was having fainting fits and i was tiptoing to see his face. There was this girl talking to him. HOW REALLY UNFAIR.

Plus Inez was being too popular with guys and everything and it got really confusing after awhile. Then in the bus we were like pranking people and going" MOSHIMOSHI you have to ramdomly selected to hear a specially picked song by out special guest,"

Something along these lines, anyway.

Then i would screech into the phone in my melodious graceful throaty voice. Hohoho.

Lalala. It is freaking hard to type on this dumb laptop. I am going crazy. Typing these few paragraphs have taken me a very long time. The stupid key pad is so flat and feep accidentally pressing capslock.

Its horrid.

So i shant do this anymore.

BLEHHHH.

Plus my dad dosent allow me to like, download MSN on this laptop. Its crap. No Itunes, or MSN. What is a computer used for, otherwise?

Now i dont even have song lyrics to end this post. GAH. Ohwell.


NOW ITS TIME FOR SOLONG
SO WE'LL SING ONE LAST SONG
-End Song of Blues Clues

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Ahoy Maties!

I wonder why, yknow, when guys jog, they kinda stick their shirt into their pants and jog around topless. When they do this kidna thing, they obviously can be either these two things. Either very amazingly cute with a hot bod, or weird and thinkimcoolandhaveabs kinda thing.

On seconds thought, maybe their just warm. Guys sweat alot. Yeah, they stink like crap after they sweat it out, and no, that does not affect my hormones the very least. (see previous posts)

Well. That actually depends on who is sweating, though. Hoho. But whatever.

But what the hell, do they have to stick the shirt into the pants so it sticks out from the back of the pants like a freaking TAIL? Gee. Then when it run it like, swings from side to side, this side, to that side, and this side, and that.
Its so weird. But i suppose it would be worse if they stuck it in front, eh.

I've seen a few of such occurences. They, no matter how many times ive seen it, stilll looks very wrong to me. Guys should just wear shirts while jogging in public. ITS ONLY RIGHT, FOR MND'S SAKE.

Oh. Something else that looks mighty wrong to me.
















Yes. This is what my dear friends do when they are bored. Jump on each other. And no, the person on Loo isnt a guy. Does looks like one from the back, but no she isnt.

Shes called Jennifer.

She has a fetish for sleeping Loos. Even Loos that are pretending to sleep. Then she jumps on them then screws them. The sleeping Loo then morphs into the afterstate.

Something like...





this.
Hoho, my loopy dirty friends.
Thats the story of Loos runaway virginity.
Today we take Neoprints.
Me and Longlegs and Loos and Nez and EE main.
Was super fun cause i was destroying the picture and stuff. My face just popped out right in front in every picture.
DAAAADAADAADAAA DADAADADAADADAA.
Learning Lab was funfunfun.
Whoohooos.
Cause like the guys were being so stuupid and silly and i'll bet their really smart. They just dont use it the right way, if you ask me. Bad and dirty things.
Ms Eu: You see? THATS the difference between girls and boys. When doing rounds, and the last girls really fat, the girls will all be really encouraging and shout GO and everything. THE BOYS, on the other hand, will just laugh and point and say hes fat and slow.
Guy: Yeah!
Ms Eu: OH MY, no compassion at all. I dont even want to know what you guys call him!
Guy: D Cup.
Ms Eu: WHAT???!! Like seriously! You guys are SOOO terrible!
Guy: Man, he has moobs, right.
Then Ms Eu Kidna consents to let us see her husband. (Wentworth Miller) I dont object with this husband business cause mine is Michael Scofield. Boo, i like him better than the real guy. HOHO. Hes got the same name as JONATHEN MICHAEL PARKER.
LALLAALALLAAA AND ALL THE WAY WE GO
SO HEEAR US SAY WE'LL WIN TODAYY
LALALLALALALLLLAA
Poops.
Im too bored, i think i may die right now.
ENLIGHTEN MEEE OH GREATNESS.
I wanna go Learning Lab today.
I have to wait one whole week again.
Wait and wait and wait.
Keith has a huge mouth, now i realise. He talks too much in class. And his uniform buttons are really low. Ms Eu got freaked out, cause like, she went OBSCEENCE OBSCENCE until he buttoned up.
Plus i think i peed on Nicholas's mom when i was a kid. Ohwell. That was a loong time ago, time to move on.
HOHOHOHOHO
HHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAA,
*grin*
BACKTRACK, to the future!
JUST ANOTHER DAY
IT STARTED OUT LIKE ANY OTHER.
-Best Day Of My Life. Jesse Mccartney

Sunday, April 15, 2007

MICHAELL SCOFIELDDD.
Wahahhaa.

Hes so cool.
Hes soo cool.
Hes sooo cool.

SO.

Yeah, i think fancying a fictional character is a huge waste of time too. But, ohoho, who cares. HAHAHAHAA.

I have watched 10 episodes of prison break in 2 days, and now my head is so filled up with his beautiful genius and striking eyes. Seriously, i think thats what makes him so special. THOSE MESMERISING EYEEEESSS.

*Faints*

And just a sidenote for Jeryl.
MICHAEL SCOFIELD IS NOT BALD. ITS CALLED SHAVED. *Sniff* So there.

Oh well.
I am currently being upset about losing my, uh whats it called again, oh yeah, boffin. Or issit boppin. Whatever. Its so stupid and small and ugly and insignificant. YES, even more insignificant that Scofield's so-called-baldness.

I have found something else in the world i hate more than skipping rope and dancing in front of a teacher and my friends. And art.

SEWING.

That disgusting scary thing is scaring me so much. HOW CAN THAT LITTLE SEWING MACHINE KILL ME, I ASK YOU? But oh, it does. Sewing is the most hateful thing on earth. GO TRY IT IF YOU DONT BELIVEEEE ME!

A whole freaking 1 and a half hours of SEWING class and i cant even get the machine to work right. The stupid cloth just bunches up half way and the thread just moshes together and then the machine jams aand i have to throw away the whole thread and REDO THE DAMN THING.

I dedid it 5 times, till the dumb little cloth tore into tiny little pieces, screaming for help at the top of its insignificant little voice, while i sat there with an aching back and a temper as short as a bean. (a short bean)

Then i went to ask for another piece of cloth. Ms Su, i dunno how she does it. She makes things. She does, i swear. SHE FREAKING MAKES STUFF, like handbags and cute little dresses and clothes WITH THE DAMN SEWING MACHINE.

And i dont see how that is possible, when i cant even sew a square without failing badly, with a red REDO scrawled across the sewn square that took me 1 and a half hours to do.

DIE SEWING DIE.

Why dont we all just buy i clothes man. WHY THE HELL DO WE HAVE TO SEW THEM. Good grief. Id rather do the sewing by hand without the damn machine. Least my back wont ache and my fingers wont get pricked.

And there wont be any stupid boppins or boffins on bobiins or whatever.

Like Cara says, NOT LIKE WE'RE GONNA BE SEWERS NEXT TIME.
Its semstress, though, Cara, not sewers.

But if you ask me, i'd rather be a sewer than a semstress. No kidding.

Oh bleh.
Id had better stop ranting.

Tomorrows the bigg day.
LEARNIN LAABB. See ya tomorrow, Ms Eu!


THE FIRST THING I'D DO
IS THANK THE STARS FOR ALL THAT I AM
-If I Were You. Hooberstank

Friday, April 13, 2007

Hoho.

Ive moved my computer form one side of the table to abother side of the table. Its kinda irritating cause now the keyboard is on the drawer thingy and its so hard to type.

But im not saying anything. It probably took dad the better part of yesterday night to unplug everything and stuff. Then replug them.

Crap, the Sugar Sugar Rune show is stuck a ep 25. This freaking sucks. Now i shall watch, PRISON BREAK SEASON 1 WITH MY DARDARDARRRLING WENTWORTH. Whom which i now feel a sense of detachment to, having not seen him in action of 2 weeks.

Thanks TO MY DEAR SWEETIE PIE WANYING who came through for me, even though i thought she wouldnt( MY BAD!) and passed Scofield over to me, LOVELOVE.

Hoho.
I seem to have a obsession with this word Hoho now. Its the coolest word everm dontcha think? I could mean like, ANYTHING. Like, you could go up to this person and go Hoho.

You could mean,
Hohoho, MEERRRYYY CHIRSTMASS!
Hoho, away we go!
Hoho, arent you adorable!
Hoho, Heehee haha.

Well. That was stupid. But you get my point.

AND OHOHOHOHOH I CAN COUNT IN JAPPANESEE. (Mockingly)
Hear me go now!
EECHI NII SAN SI GOR RLUKU NANA HACHI QUE JU!

Yeah, so they arent spelt right.
That i know, but hey, least i can say, em!

And plus.
Jacky, and Gengen and Cedric and Char and Chole and Yeeyee and all of em came over today. Funfunfun! I loveloveLOVE Jacky. Like, i would marry the kid if i were a guy.

Uncle Larry came over today too, its been a few years since i last saw them. He was one of my mom's best friends when i was younger.

He has three kids, Sam, Keith, and Jonathan, i think. If i rememeber correctly. (Which is quite unlikely.) Jonathan, yeah, i used to play with him when i was a kid. And i used to hate him cause he was so smart.

Me: Lets play lego!
Him: Okay.
Me: This one goes here and this one goes here.
Him: You what cells are? I DO!
Me: And this piece goes here and TADAH!
Him: Yeah, cells are all inside this lego, you know!
Me: (Has no idea what hes saying)
Him: You dont get me do you?
Me: (Ignores)
Him: You'll learn it when you're older, like me.

Yeah. So i used to hate him.
I was in, what, P3, and i thought he was a jerk.

Then i grew a little older then i found him kinda good looking. But then that was about the time they stopped coming over. I kinda forgot about them, until today. Uncle Larry was over but his kids were all out, as he said.

He went all,
My Amanda! How' you've grown! So tall now, ah? Can you rememeber me?

Yoddles. Typical.

Hoho, i wonder how Jonathan looks like now.

Ohhhoh! Its twelve.
Today's the 13th. On a friday too. No wonder i've been so lucky today! Hoho.

And i miss Dear and Nao and Wei and Bing and BQ and the Dandan and QianY. We need to go out together soon, i've forgotten how they look, la.

HOHO.
TEEdums.

I am an interesting person, TOO.

I COULD HAVE BEEN A LOSER KID
AND RAN AWAY AND HID
-Crashed The Wedding. Busted

Thursday, April 12, 2007

Oh wooshies.
I havent blogged in 4 days.
How absolutely depressing.

I think i am going to die.

I have 3 white hairs.
Disgusting.

Plus i cant pluck them off cause mom says if i do then it'll trigger more to grow and then i'll grow old and die.

My days are numbered. There is no doubt about it.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

Yesterday i fell asleep and 8.30, you know. WTF, 8.30? And you wake up at 630? Are you some lazy fatass pig?

Yeah. Must be, right.
Cause after my training i had to go for chinese tuition and then i all woozy and crappy and was screaming at my reflection for being dumb looking.

So i went to sleep.
And i never woke up again.

CHIIAAANGGG.

Plus then what crap lah, in the morning, i woke up too late, (BECAUSE I SLEPT TOO EARLY??!!) and missed belbel's car.

Had to walk all the way to school by myself. Which wasnt a bad thing after all! Because on the way i saw this guy wearing ugly brown pants and ugly browngreyish shirt and i thought, EWW HOW DISGUSTING. MUST BE SOME YUCKY UGLY GUY.

Then i walked past him and he turned his head. EHHH. *faints* He had the nicest face i'd ever seen, like ever. Kinda like, i bet L looked like that when he was a teenager. I'LL BET.

Damn cute.
NICENICENICE face.

Then i guess he saw me looking then he grinned. I was happy all the way to school. Until i realised i had to do math and art and all that crap then now i forget how he looked like.

Maybe i should walk to school again tomorrow.


Ahwell.
POOTIES TO ALL YA FUNNY CRAPS.

Im really really bored.
I may die right now, i think.

I really should get a life.

Sunday, April 08, 2007

Went for comp today.

Hey, i got a new PB.
Though its lousy and everything, but i still got a new PB ANYWAY. Who cares that i didnt get into the finals or what. I still did my best and AHAHAHAHH. I was greatness, ohboy.

Ohhoh, and i saw Tingwei there too. He was like scarily hugely tallish and fast. Cause of his scaryish long legs, see.

There was this chaoshuaii guy who me, and Krys and Loo chirstened Bedhead Boy. Cause he hair was like the bedhead type of hair. And YEAH, he was soo good looking, man. AHAHAHHAA. So cute, cause he had this really innocent face and everything. And he had blonde hair and EEK.

Then me and Krystal were jumping around cause he was too cute.

Jumpy jumpy.

Loo was telling everyone who cute he was then Hilary wanted to help us get a picture of him without being too obvious.

"So you guys stand there in front of him then i pretend to take a picture of you two but i take him instead!"

We didnt in the end.
It was too obvious anyway.

Then later Loo changed her sights to this paikia Singapore Sports school guy. Me and Krsyt were disgusted with her because he was kinda weird looking and he had some lip piercing (maybe it was a mole?) plus a tiny hoop earing on one ear.


Plus when we had to wait out the rain in the rubbish shelter at the side with the boy division jumpers me and Loo were screaming and yelling and singing some weird song that went KONAAAAAAYUKI or something.

The boys in front of us were damn pissed, i think.

Then after the rain, we were all cooled down again, and the race was resuming in like 15 mins, so Coach slabbered tons and tons of Deepheat cream on us to warm us up again.

It was nice.


Argh.
My stupid hair is still WET!
Freak, it takes so damn long to dry.

Now i need to dry it with my dumb hairdryer which SUCKS peoples hair in. Its damn scary, lah. Its some crappy travel hairdryer thingy and it sucks your hair in when you put the back part too close to your hair.

And it hurts like shit when you pull it out.

AHHHH.
Shall go and face the wrath of
THE HAIRSUCKING DRYER

EVERYBODY MOVE TO THE MUSIC
EVERYBODY JAM
-We've Got it Going On. Backstreet Boys.

Thursday, April 05, 2007

LAAAAAAAALALALALALALLALLLLLLLLLLAAAAAAA
TAAADUMS LALALALAL
WHOOOOEEEEEEEEEEDOOEYY
LALALLALLALALALLALLLAHHHH

MUMSIIEE HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHA

Okay.
I got my com back.
I got my com back.
I got my com back.
I got my com back.

This is making me really really, happy.

I've waited days! NIGHTS! For the internet.
I was rotting.
ROTTINGGGGGG!

I,
throw away all the fungi and mushrooms growing on me!

I AM NEW BEING!
OH PRAISE.

Come back to life, my bloggy.


Choo.
Great days to all.

My blog, which was decomposing, LIVES AGAIN!

Was in the bus just now from J8. Was really pissed cause i had to squash with this old man who kept pushing me into the side of the bus. And he was like, really hairy.

And it was the seat which was really squashy and i had my huge bag, and my huge file and my sports bag and the bus was freaking PACKED. So i squashed with the old man for a seriosuly long time.

Then he got down i was like WHOOHOO and kinda slumped back into the seat.

Then this other old man sat down. FREAK! This guy was carrying some huge plastics bags and he took up hell alot of space. It was worse.

Argh.

So i squashed myself to a corner and wallowed in my self pity. WHY COULDNT SOME CUTE GUY WH LOOKED LIKE L OR SCOFIELD HAVE SAT DOWN INSTEAD?

Gah. How absolutely crappy.

Oh.yeah. MY NEW PLACE.

The first day i moved in was dumb.
I ran home from school to find my new house a box house. No kidding. The house frekaing house was like built on boxes.

Navigating my way through the ugly browned boxes, i sniffed and left the house to go to belles house, just a block away.

I needed someplace to sit down, see.
My new place had no visible seating place.

Went home after my mom screamed into the phone demanding that i GET HOME!!!! and help unpack immediately. Stuff and BOTHER.

Went home, ate chicken rice on the cold heartless floor for the third time in a row. The smell of it makes me puke. Excessive consumption of something isnt good, you know. Poots.

I have people i love all around me here, though. Belbel and Val and Veron and Anthea(right below me) and well, yeah! Plus theres the UBERCOOL shuttle bus from j8 to here which is too way nice.

HAHAHAHAHAHA.
And the swimming pool, is, i guess, cool.

BLAHDEEDUMS.

MR BEAN.
The most terrible show you can ever watch. No joke, really. I sucks to the damn freaking core. Boring as hell, it was. Well. Maybe it was kinda funny. Heh. And the kid was really sweet looking too.

But, well, other than that, the movie was a flunk.
The people behind me were laughing so hard even though i couldnt really see anything really funny about it.

I since, i thought, i paid for this crap man, better to enjoy it than sit here sulking. So i was like, laughing along and stuff. Could tell Inez thought it was crap though. Bob was telling me how LAME it was. IT WAS SOO LAMEE, MUDDY. Yeah. Thats what she calls me.

Muddy.

Like not watery or swampy. Muddy.
What a exciting name!

Bob is too, if you think about it.

AND DID I SAYYYYYYY I GOT MY INTERNET BACKKK
WHOAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA,
LALALALALLALALALALALALALA

And Krystals comin over on Sun and Benita and me going on Sat. For comp. Damnn freaked cause i dont wanna get trashed MSL.

I betcha she kinda doesnt really like me. Telling me im no good at ropejumping. OH YEAH, i'll show ya. Going to jump 500 RIGHT NOW. So there nananeepoopoo.

Shouting at me in front of everyone that i was slacking off during skills too. Which i wasnt, hey, i was trying. But my feet hurt and i was going to die of the pain.

So i was wobbling and losing my balance and Krystal was kinda giggling so i laughed along.

Musta looked kinda suspicious to MSL so she shouted like, MANDA, YOU NOT EVEN TAKING TRAINING SERIOUSLY EVEN NOW and something something something i forget.

Tried to tell her it was my feet that was making my wave my arms at the last part and making me go slower than usual.

But yeeeha, she didnt listen. But i guess i really shouldnt muck around that much in skills training that much. Even when my feet are killing me.

Ohcrap.
Its still hurting. If i cant run on sat for comp, dunno how im supposed to face her.

RECOVER OH GREAT AND PRETTY AMANDA.
AND DO YOUR BEST, ON SAT AND SUN.

Heal, for the better part of ya.