` in the ABC of growing up

There's been this constant urging in me to blog (=_=), these past few days. But I've been downright indolent and living the life of a slothful little kid (or in Marc's words, slob. Why you always so mean to me? meh!). Okay so maybe little kid doesn't exactly (uhm) depict my situation, because on top of all that sloth, i've been getting used to not exercising, and (well) eating slightly bigger portions (?). Fine I admit it. I eat before I go to class, I eat in between classes, and I come home and eat after class. WHY MUST I HAVE BREAKS IN BETWEEN CLASSES? Dammit. You see, if I don't have breaks, i'd pretty much be running down 'em corridoors, getting from one class to the other, but then, no, there HAS to be breaks. Darn it. Fat cheeks much? So much for my Lenten sacrifice. Think I should follow after the Michael. *Le sigh.

Must be the time of the month. :)


Fair enough *in English accent*. haha.


Now, something had me garner all my energy to come online to blog. Well, nothing good. It's just that there's this one dimwit in my class (not mentioning which class, though) who has been constantly pissing me off. Thank goodness I see the dimwit only once a week. Honestly, I try my level best to refrain from judging people based on the gestures they exhibit, or the impression they seem to leave you with, but this NINCOMPOOP (sucker that's in the dictionary ok) is so irritating, I just gave him the dagger eyes today *pats self on the back. Let me elaborate further to hasten the pace of this damned waste of my time but I need to get it out of my system story, and on why i'm hollering all about it.

This person, lets name him Watermelon (explain later), looks like one. He's far from charming, his 'sense of humour' only proves the saying "It is better to keep quiet and have people think you stupid, than to talk and confirm it", by Mark Twain right. Genius. Genius. Okay. I will not go into the gritty obvious details on how he makes me want to regurgitate each time he attempts to verbalize anything, at all. I don't judge him, based on how he looks, but based on the way he shows little (if not none) respect to our lecturer. Wait wait. He claimed that he was Wentworth Miller's twin brother (yikes man. Geli). No offense, but boy, please. I'm not perfect, neither are you. I'm not drop dead gorgeous, neither are you.

Pictures: Google

You, my dearest moron, need to cut your seriously imbecilic comments, or send yourself to oblivion. Why must we all pay for what you do? Oh and did I mention he wears Crocs? Not that I hate Crocs or have anything against them, but he's wearing the flip flop ones. In the Watermelon colour I USED TO LIKE BACK WHEN I WAS 15. Thankfully, when I was about to get that pair of pants in that exact colour, my dad said no, cos apparently I'd look like a Watermelon trying to strut into the waters of Lethe. Yeah I'm just dramatic about Lethe. Now that I see him in the flip flop crocs in that colour, I thank my dad for showing me the light. Ugh. To think that I wanted a pair of those when Crocs first launched it *smacks self.

I just need to take his ego down. One day. No wait. Why do I even bother? It's nearly the end of the semester, I'll be off and skipping the week prior to my finals, yes. I'll bottle up my reaction so that nobody gets hurt. That means you, Mr. Watermelon crocs. *evil eye stare. I'm tormented and momentarily scarred. =_= No, i'm not exaggerating, and I can name people who share similar sentiments as me. If I could speak Finnish, I would totally use that last line of the movie "Hi, this is my friend. He's a very famous escort" on him. I used escort instead of the P word, cos he's a guy, but it's a pity that no one would believe me, after looking at him. Oh yeah. That's from Confessions of a Shopaholic, btw. Shucks I can be sucha grouch, can't I? Like they say, "ain't no fury like a woman's scorn". Meh! I'm super happy now. *claps hands.

I can be as cruel as you,
fighting fire with firewood.
`Bloc Party

About the movie Confessions of a Shopaholic, it was definitely better than I expected. Prior to the preview, I had read plenty of not-so-nice reviews, so I had readjusted my expectations. No doubt it was just a typical chick flick movie, I think the ending was an ending. You know how movies hardly have proper endings nowadays? Well, this one more or less had one. The entire movie was rather predictable, though. Marc said I could be a director. o.0 Why you must kacau me? Oh and yes, it was some preview. I didn't know that the movie wasn't really out yet. Anyway, free movie and chick flick with a happy ending pretty much leaves us all satisfied. :) Least we girls know that we're not that much of a shopaholic, right? Very much to the dismay and contradicting opinions of Marc, Mike and Josh. Oh well *peace

"You sold EVERYTHING and you kept THIS?"
haha. WHAT A DRESS =_=
It was funny while it lasted and the Boys found it in them to crack up too.

Picture: Google

AND, WHAT is with Gossip Girls? First Dan Humphrey sleeps with the too-innocent-for-her-own-good Ms Carr, and now what? =_= Come on! Give the Bass a chance! "Chuck and Blair" sounds good, no? :)

Anyway, here's some really outdated pictures that I can't help, but feel the need to post. Well Josh, you'll eventually read this (or maybe not).

Thank you for being my friend.
Thank you for being my punching bag.
Thank you for being a listening ear when it mattered.
Thank you for our non-existent sampan moments!
Thank you for your non-related gossiping with us sessions.
Thank you for being my driver.
Thank you for (the list goes on).
You know la you're a good friend.
Sometimes I can't stand you, but yeah.

We're still friends.

On top of it all,
THANKS FOR BREAKING MY CAMERA in AUSTRALIA :D
and still being my friend,
Even though I secretly plotted to assassinate you right after. =_=v

*shrugs.

Another reason why we're still friends :)
You succumb to our bedazzling craze (not like you have a choice!)

Happy Birthday Munkey! It's about time :)

haha. Picture of the night :)

I can't believe our luck was so 'suey'. I mean. We had a hard time trying to find parking, and we walked right into your car, and and and thank goodness you think the way you do. ALWAYS SO CROOKED MINDED LA YOU JOSH! haha. All is good. :)

Shawn trying to pan-cute in my glasses LOL :)


On a random note, far from Muhibah. Oh well.
Why am I so lala?




I have so many pictures to post and i'm so lazy. Till the next time :)

Lovelies!

He said
"The sunset must not find you still angry."
So, I let go :) with Joy