medicine cures my ailments but drains away my emotions. my monthly booklist is now 4 post-its long no thanks to lj's literary quotes page. hot soyabean was the only thing i could taste for the past 3 days, strange.skipped school today and its scary how easy it is not to go and then not care at all. how does anyone live up to all the big notions of love? it seems impossibly difficult to do that just by being yourself. thank god tomorrow is a holiday. i need to feel somewhat humane after all the breathlessness and coughing. argh, all that coughing. last night i wish i didn't need to sleep cause it was so hard to breathe. i suppose this has been all rather jumbled up and mixed but what the heek, this is what blogging is about ain't it. writing the way you want to though i would be giving myself too much credit by saying its writing. for what it's worth, at least they are true honest to god crap.

Somewhere along the way, I lost all the beginnings, middles and the ends.


At the age of 18, I realised questions or remarks such as 'So you got a boyfriend now?' has made its way into the plethora of remarks my aunties and uncles would choose to make when they see me at family gatherings. Tonight, I barely manage to escape unscathed when my aunt asked me over desserts about my... status....(omigawd so lame) Stoopid chicken bakwa society who now thinks dating at the age of 10 is the norm. It's like, 'my daughter ditched her barbie for a real life ken within a year' kinda thing which is not normal. Aside from that, dinner was good and the vintage shoes I wore was so vintage that my 78yr old granny found it nice and ended up trying it on which ended up me telling her that she could have them though I was darn fond of them but i'm more fond of her so there.


*bro shows the menu to me at Imperial Treasure*,

buddha jumps over the wall (please book 1 day in advance.)

me: buddha sure needs a lot of time to climb over that wall.
bro: stop being so lame.

anddd he is right.


*me attempting to do the pull prawn fleshy body out of tail by holding down with my spoon*

me: this is not possible, the spoon is not sharp enough.
dad: well i did it using the same spoon.
me: yea, but i'm using a different arm.

....which elicited an actual laugh from my brother.


I'm all about making people happy. LOL
ok fine, I'm lying.

MOS before mob of crazed crowd.


wow, lookit, we are almost official.


since it was no fun to dance on a empty dance floor and there was nothing else to do, we ..camwhored. figures.




full screen mirror -camwhorers biggest vice.




So the night came and went and people came but didn't want to leave. Dancing in a space of 2cm was basically moving your ass up and down and sometimes, if its possible, left and right. 'Low' came on and all of our voices and asses went lololololo. Decided to ditch the dance floor for a little while because it got pretty old and served cupcakes to people still standing in line outside of the club. Met a real jackarse who sort of sparked off me going downhill as the night wore on. I should have thrown my entire tray of cupcakes at his face and said a few choice words of my own but all I did was stare at him as his friends laughed at what he said. The event closed at 930pm but re-entering was easy peasy but it got too smoky and the drinks were too costly. Headed to the riverside to drink instead.Luckily I'm not feeling well and it made it easier to decline drinking, that and the fact that I'm still feeling the repercussions of having gotten drunk not too long ago. Played truth or dare and the wildest thing I did was to down 2 shots of scotch. After everything, I'm just glad I'm home before 1. Before morning comes and inhibitions are flung into the river. Before I forget how it's more fun to stay at home and read and listen to kickass music and dance on my 7cm wide of a dancefloor.

the cool photobooth kids.

The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night,

The colors of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky

Are also on the faces of people going by,

I see friends shaking hands, saying, "How do you do?"

They're really saying, "I love you."

More of tonight tomorrow cause adrenaline can only get me so far and having to wake up at 6am tomorrow is frightening the adrenaline out of me. BUT TONIGHT WAS EFFIN GOOD. hah

My mom got supposedly picked up by a younger guy while waiting for me at Paragon today.I mean, this is just like, 'WOW MOM WAY TO GO, YOU BEAT THE AGEING PROCESS!' After I choked that out, I proceeded to crack up on the spot whilst she chided me for my childish reaction. But come on, life did not prepare me to have to react to such a thing. LMAO

Silent dog and bone, no screams nor shouts to distract the team members from the other team. So we came up with a new tactic of making scary faces instead. With 3minutes to strategise, my group came up with as many scary faces as we could. Game time, Weiren calls out 'number 3!'. Calvin and Kevin runs out. Eyeing each other warily, Kevin switches to action mode and snatched the bottle, Calvin, with all the good intentions of this world, makes a scary face instead of taping Kevin on the back and he holds his stance/face while Kevin runs back to his team, obviously undeterred from the oh so scary face and wins for the other team. All of us burst out laughing while Calvin walks back wondering if he had done anything out of the ordinary.

Being broke isn't the end of the world, nor the start of your diet, but er,because God provides. LOL

Ingredients of a budget dinner 'sponsored' by Giant;
3 tomatoes (eaten raw and on the spot, prepare lots of tissues) - 50cents
1 long loaf of bread- $1.80
1 can of tuna- $2.07
1 1.5l bottle of water- 83cents
total -$4.79


Laying on public property again.


Even though the tomatoes squirted and dripped everything out on everywhere, even though the ants kept attacking the tuna, even though the water wasn't cold and even though we had to bring both the loaf and bottle of water onto the train ride home, we were full. Watch out Giant, we are going to upgrade our budget to 6 whole bucks the next time round with lettuce and low-fat cheese.

Weekend always ends?/ Weekends always end?

I still can't get use to the idea of having school to 'look forward' to on Monday. I don't want to. But I'm looking forward to Tuesday because of shopping and waffles. hiphiphooray, I can't be fat conscious even if I wanted to, not with the sexyTHINapes around.

Because I am deep and provocative.

Bundled in one huge cliche but we are all different just the same.

It's back to the cycle of caring about what to wear everyday ( i really do miss cvss uniform, as putrid as it was), gambling during long breaks, stoning during tutorials, climbing the same steps up the same hill, crapping during lectures, reading on the train, walking home in the rain and laughing during everything else in between. All of my teachers who are men are bereft of all form of wit and humor but the women teachers more than make up for them. And I'm not saying that just because I'm a girl. Honest to my last yellow toe and last blue pinkie.

comb insect

Manure and ARSEnal gave an effingeggciting match last night.I was still deciding to go to bed like a primary school kid when the first goal clumsily came, and it was like an epiphany which sounded like schoolnrghsmoshcaneatmyfoot.

So Leo, who was oh so excited for Arsenal after the 1st goal called to show his excitement but I was like, 'You will be calling me when Manu scores' and it happened twice. HAHA
AND OMIGAWDDDD, the goal from Hargreaves was, -WAH, shite, what just happened??- and Leo,who a few seconds later (recovery time), called and I was like '...Dude, arsenal did nothinngggggggggg' and he went ' ...I know...I'm watching it too...*makes sad depressed sounds*'

It was a fantastic teasing material and he went from high to dry in a matter of minutes.Thank god I could just enjoy the aweZZzzomenezzz of the game without any risk of emotional scarring.

Needless to say, the first day of school wasn't as near eggciting as the match, though, watching 'Apocalypto' during DMA was not bad at all despite it being slightly ...emotional in the best sense of the word.

In the toilet,
Sinkai: My hair very dry....
Celest: Use wate-...
Me: Wet it.
*and we proceeded to hi-5 each other*

I was quite the lame charmer today, and to put it nicely, Celest had her eyes on me longer than usual. To put it not so nicely, I recieved many blatant stares from dead cold eyes belonging to my unfortunate clique-mates who only choose to hang with me due to my noobness in MJ (trix has mj cards and we play them during breaks), leaving them a bigger chance of winning. Still, I found me rather funny. LOL

Another stoopid thing,

Due to my complete guilt-free sense of laziness and because there's only so many times a girl can try blowing her bangs away from her eyes and because my hairclip was on my farfaraway bookshelf, I used my comb (which was right on my table) to hold my bangs up. Later ,whilst walking into the toilet, I caught a reflection of myself and since I actually forgot my comb was still stuck in my head, I yelped with fright when I mistaken my comb for a gigantic brown insect of some sort. wo de tian ar wo de ma ya wo de pa ya.

Then again, Sinkai saw a brown bag on a bench today and thinking it was a cat was all prepared to SIAM from the bench when she realised it was really, just a brown bag. I feel better recalling that. HAH. Hokay, make it 2 stoopid things and this entry is superduper nong.

Keyboard Cafe and hey wait, school is starting.

Finding his new toy - a keyboard.



If you are a neutral romantic buff, maybe you should watch 'Definately, Maybe' because you would definately like it.

Flea-day
At gloria jean's while waiting for Trixia's grand arrival.




Meji spokesperson


The 3 hour long talk with Liting by the Clark Quay's riverside has to be one of our most lomantic dates. It was a time for all words to be spilled into the river and one of the more soul-baring talks I've had with one of the girls. We didn't care about the time and we didn't care about the people around us for we will soon become faceless entities to them. 3 hours flew by and though it didn't make us anymore prepared for school, it was comforting in its own right.

and i'm broke for the month due to all the fleas biting pieces of my cash away.


we should just stick to the night.

Pictures from Orientation.

Trix looks like she just peed and was zipping her pants. LMAO

Liting enjoying herself.

No idea whose brill idea was it to do a family portrait thing. In case you can't tell, Trix was suppose to be the family's pet.

Kev hugging a plant as part of his dare. People hug trees, he hug plants.

Leading the freshies to the VandaRoom for the 143th time that day.





The Lomantic Date




Today.




We were searching for a cafe at Holland V and was standing between 2 cafes when;

Liting: there's a walawala around here somewhere right?
Trix: ya, there's one but i don't know where.
Trix: let's ask someone. *she turns around to the cafe on our left and went to ask the waiter standing in front of it*

And just before she spoke, we realized the huge sign on top of the cafe which said 'WALAWALA CAFE'

CLA-SS-IC.

DADP people are the biggest group of people who can so collectively annoy me, not including ahlians&bengs.They WHOOO at anything. SP should have just put the whole lot of them in a sound-proof room and install a announcement system thing in the room and have someone say random things like 'Ramen is yellow' or 'My dad likes rainb0w-striped socks' and then they can scream and cheer for all they want. That could be their entire orientation programme and they would still have the time of their lives. Maybe the walls should be padded too so that they can jump off them.

okidoks. sorry about that, just that my ears have a huge jarring thing against them. i must revert back to being nice and boring again. and i realise blogging everyday is kinda loser-ish but school's starting and when that happens you won't be annoyed by me so often anymore.

let's WHOOO about that instead.

I was talking to my brother just now when I suddenly felt as if he was the only one who really listens to me. I could share so much and he would well, react. I mean sometimes he goes off track and says 'Jie, I really got six-pac' but he listens.

Orientation was, to sum up;
Miss Chang (talking to the freshies): 'I teach many of your seniors and I have never seen them so tired till today.'

It felt like Smartkids (teenage edition) went on an amazing race and grew boobs etc etc along with killing screaming lungs. I felt experienced and old, in a good way and suddenly all the kiddy games I played with SK came in handy.

After orientation, it was lomantic date at Esplanade Bay with Celest and Liting, ending with a lomantic hawker light supper at Lau Pa Saut. Too bad chances to do that are dwindling. SP certainly isn't lomantic enough for dates like that.

Now, on to typing out the 2 econs essays for Miss ChowWY. She types in her blog 'Save my com! Save Wy!'. I'd say, 'SAVE WY'S COMP, SAVE CASS'S EYES!' My fingers currently hates having to type capital letters cause it has to click on the shift key and comparative advantage is a nice word to type out. I need sleep.

its scary how its possible that deep down inside, there's nothing left inside of you that resembles you- that you forgotten how to be you.

1-liners
Joey: So there's only one lane in Haji Lane?

Joey: The clouds look clear.


(For the sake of your viewing pleasure, I shall post up no pictures of me.)


Tuesday is a good day to go out, because its Waffles Day. Sometimes it's as simple as that, but most of the time it just makes you mad.



I know you didn't bring me out here to drown,
so why am I 10 feet under and upside down.

seraphicity

I could not sleep last night.

So a conversation was held between my thumbs.

Partly to help me fall asleep, but mostly because I needed to sort my thoughts out.

I needed to find something sensible and dependable among the apprehension that was eating my mind up.

Something which made sense, something seraphic.

My thumbs ached by the end of it, but my mind cleared up and I could finally lose conscious to all that is causing my heart to ache, my mind to quake.

there's nothing like you and i.

the unxpected babysitting gig.
it was colourpencils and random scribblings on every paper surface they manage to whine their way to. it was inevitable fridge raids and me going, 'you want mum-mum?'. it was cleaning up after chocolate stains found on faces and floors. it was, better than being online just because there was no where else to be.

if you noticed at all

i realised i've sub-consciously placed songs according to fav to least fav and its stressing me out cause it has become yet another conscious decision i have to make. so, to cut it short, i've placed the songs alphabetically. the eggcitement of finding new songs and new bands is like, cooking a good sunny side up. or more than that. yuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuup.


funny fact of the day: i got squashed by some aunty at the asics fair. like, collasping onto someone else while stepping on numerous toes squashed. i must be too light la.

frog spilt

c'est la bombarderxzxxzx.

anddddddd failure to sound sophiscated is duly noted.

Charlotte, my 2yr old niece did 5 backflips in a row, charming the heek out of everyone, including my brother though in adult terms it's what we call 'zi high' . She also has this frog dance in which the end move sees her landing on her butt deliberately. But I found out if you do any move during the frog song, she would copy your move and lucky for her, I was the master of cute moves. So, yes, celebration dinner for 1 mth old charmaine was interesting to say the least. Unfortch, I was so involved in...my choreography that my high waisted skirt splitted. Just the right impression to make on my nieces. LOL

Charmaine is in the same film appreciation class as me!!!!!!!
Thank God a thousand macaroons!!!!!
Of all gems and of all the classes. WHEW

I went for book-run today and my brother thought I was 'siao'. 'You go vivo alone? to buy books???' Try saying that the next 88 times and he would still think I'm socially demented.

Like he's any better, planning to wake up at 630am, not to get to school on time, but just so he can take bus 88 to see chij girls. pfffft. However, he got up late and had to take 27 instead.

me: so, who can you see on 27?
him: *gives sad smile* cvss ppl lor, only cvss ppl... *looks away and a lone tear rolls down his cheek* ha ha ha (the last part didn't actually happen but i bet he felt that way inside)

clumsiest moment: when i almost tripped over my tent which was poking from underneath my bed.

smartest moment: when i realized using a spoon was a more efficient way to eat cookie crumble, instead of using my fingers.

silliest moment: when i teared watching 'the holiday'.

happiest moment: when this random 80's song 'come on eileen' played on tvee and i did the singaporean shuffle in my living room for the length of the entire song.

i'm scared i'm turning boring. is that a reasonable thing to be afraid of?? quirks, come back!

4 galaxies away

hahahaha. so funny. (i cldn't think of a better comment. LOL)


to the gym!


after gym...to the park!



the galaxy transport contraception which makes us look like eejits.




a shipwrecked spaceship that originated from our galaxy- found!



okay la, i taking the space thing too far.

celest and liting.

act cute retard.

liting: 'let's do the standing on the roof thing while fighting it out!!!' (somewhere along the lines)

*stands up, wobbles then squats down,realizing she's too scared to stand up.

me: i don't think it looks like this in your vision la! LMAO!!

cel: 'eh director, your actor very lousy leh'

then we just LMAO+ROFL for the next 3mins or so.


3mins later,

liting's vision was carried out.

end of story, liting keeled celest and then me and her lomantic togetherxzxxz.

normal playground behaviour.

liting: off to save celestttttttt!!

liting: waitwait, find balance first.

liting: ok, now i can save her. (omigawd, im so lame.)

she was like, 'what's this ar?' *cue in obsessive flipping and poking*

the most traumatic event of today.

hahaha

hahahaha

let's take a break from laughing and admire the beautiful trees.

ok, let's continue.

hahahahaha

hahahahahaha

hahahahahahaha

going to the gym made me feel i was doing something good for my body but going to the playground did me good for every part of me.

wassapapileepalipeelipa!

thou shall stay away from making bets with pearls.