Sunday, February 01, 2004

got this fr pinkpeach's blog.

Seven things in your room

1. huggable beanie.

2. huge teddy i got from late grand

3. messy study table

4. JVC

5. 4-story cupboard with loads of crap

6. loads of books

7. huge, comfy bed with loads of huggable huggable softies


Seven things to do before death

1. self acceptance

2. publish my novels

3. start a business and make sure it flourishes

4. make my parents proud of me

5. true love?

6. THE BAHAMAS

7. REPENT


Seven things you can do

1. listen

2. advice

3. provide a shoulder to cry on

4. diss people

5. hide my feelings

6. cry like its nobody's business

7. make you hate me


Seven things you can't do

1. be the way that i want to be

2. get over people easily

3. live a day without swearing

4. not sms/phone-ing

5. not eat

6. diet

7. live a day without crapping.


Seven things that attract you to the opposite sex

1. eyes and hands

2. curly hair

3. character

4. intelligence

5. not egoistic

6. caring and kind

7. great personality and acheiver




so what its raya haji? no biggie. just another boring day to me.


died-ed at 11:17 am
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Saturday, January 31, 2004

mixed aromas..

someone put the teabags in the same tupperware as the coffeebags. so now whenever i make tea with the teabags, it'll end up having a mixed taste of tea and coffee. must make a point to brew tea instead of using teabags. agains.


i really want to go to the chingay parade but tickets costs $45 each and i'm a cheapo and all i have now is ten pathetic bucks which is just enough for my lunch later on.. i think. maybe me and mir will end up going to compasspoint to eat at banquet and i'll get takoyaki again. eek. takoyaki. reminds me of the six years plan. reminds me of you. i hate you. eek go away.


john's birthday is coming. in 13 days exactly. febuary the thirteenth. it'll be on a friday too. i'm not supersticious or anything. whatever. i'm stumped of what to get him. i do not know if the midis that he wanted is available in singapore, or else i would have gotten him that and ship it over to ohio already. shafiqah says if she were to be me,she'll get a swiss army watch for him.. geez im on tight budget. plus, there's reen's birthday on monday to worry about. ooh my dahling reenie.. what in the world should i get you? issit the ripcurl wallet that tessa has or sth just as crazy as you.. ahh. bumblebee would be perfect. but i want that too. how much does it cost to mail packages to ohio, usa anyways?.. i've gotta do my art. and start burning those cds. i've delayed them for over 2 weeks.




"so lure me to your love trap

and bring me under those red silk duvets..

hypnotise me with your irresistable passion,

and then sink your teeth into my neck."


died-ed at 1:13 pm
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Friday, January 30, 2004

wtf.

i don't get people. i reach home early, they say i have no social life. when i come home late, they say i do not have responsibilities and even if i do, i won't carry them out. when i am happy, they say i'm crazy. and when i am emotional, they say i'm overly sensitive. like what the fuck is the correct thing to do? geez man, don't like the way i am, you can bloody get the fuck out of my life. "ITS MY LIFE, DON'T YOU FORGET".


to those bastards who are like fucking complacent right now just because its the early part of the year and o levels seems to still be a long distance to you, don't you try to influence me. you want to fail your first semester and claim "failing now won't affect my olevel results, what", then that's your bloody problem. unlike you, i would very much like to improve myself because HELLO, WE ARE IN BOWEN SECONDARY SCHOOL NOT RAFFLES GIRLS OR INSTITUTE OR WHATEVER SCHOOL FOR THE CLEVER-ED PEOPLE. THEY ARE LIKE WAAAY CLEVER THAN US AND THEY ARE STRESSING AND STUDYING AND INPROVING LIKE FUCK. AND YOU ARE STILL SLEEPING IN CLASS TRYING TO DECIDE WHAT SUBJECTS TO DROP. LIKE WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE. CERTAINLY YOU DON'T WANT TO END UP IN ITE OR WITHOUT A SCHOOL. BEING IN BOWEN IS ALREADY BAD ENOUGH. AND BEING BORN IN THE DRAGON YEAR IS ANOTHER BLOODY MISTAKE COS SUDDENLY IN 1988 THERE WAS A BABY BOOM AND YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS? DIFFICULTY IN GETTING TO GOOD SCHOOLS AND STANDARDS WOULD BE RISEN SO WILL YOU BLOODY WAKE UP AND PULL UP YOUR FUCKING SOCKS SUCKERS?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!



how i wish i can rebel like hell and get the privilage of having mr paul chua, my school principle, to tutor me and monitor my studies personally in the comforts of his air-conditioned office and comfy sofa set and coffee table. maybe i will.


died-ed at 1:19 pm
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Tuesday, January 27, 2004

lost it all.

hope. something that i swear that i would never do, ever again. hope. hope. hope. made me live in a dream, in a fantasy, made me believe that everything is going to turn out the way i want it to be, made me hanging on a string. hope, something i would never do. not again.


trust. something that i would never give. trust attaches part of me to somebody else. and when that someone drifts, part of me leaves me. trust. something so simple, yet so hurtful..with trust comes pain..


bonds. something that i would never ever keep close. something that i could never keep close. people keep drifting away. i end up hurting..


love. something i have learnt to hate. something that i have found easy to fall for but difficult to get over. something that i wish i had never done. something that i wish i had never experienced.


hate. i hate you. i hate you. i hate you. i hate you. i hate you. i hate you. i hate you. go away. i hate you.


friends? something that we already are. but it's not enough. not for me...


died-ed at 8:29 pm
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