` lets paint the town, shut it down

Yes, lets. Lets.

A Classic. Remember telling your parents you had to go for a seminar, when in fact, you brought a

single red rose and said "you have a tummy".

Words cannot describe what i'm feeling right now.

Hustle bustle, and so much muscle.
Estuary is blessed, but scary.
Sweet precision and soft collisions.

because

One day, live. Both of them! I'll let you know. Till then.

` never walk alone? urgh

Picture Credit: Google

haha. I really wasn't gonna blog. Cos you see, I never blog when there's nothing important but seriously, after all their losses, today when everyone asked me who was gonna win I said Liverpool. MAN I SHOULD HAVE BET LA HOR. Urgh. Haha. Just a thought. No, seriously.

And you. You have a way with messing with my emotions. urgh.

Happy frappy post postponed indefinitely. urgh. Kill me pls.

` the fear you won't fall

To the one person who'd put up spending the evening entertaining me with hanging monkeys. heh.

Over and over again. *shy. But I win all the time. *claps hands.

I said I'd never give up. It's not hard - I just never really put in the effort.

I messed myself up.

Actually, I have no one but myself to blame. urgffh. How pathetic.

I promise happyflappy photos & posts after Friday.

If I live to see Friday, that is. Procrastination will eventually kill me. urghff. roar!

(or if my blogging mojo stays. Like I always say, I blog when I have more pressing issues to attend to. urgh. I can't emphasize on this more, can I? Even I am repelled by my lackadaisical self. fml.)

Think about this: "Would I like me if I met me?" (or something along that line)
Source: Lelove

k. now waking up to reality. assignment.

` jumps out of window and falls face-down - broken bones, but still alive *grrf

 Photo credits: taylor001

fml. I get it when you say you can't have the best of both worlds, but seriously, two extremes don't seem anything close to mildly exhilarating. *shoots self in head. I think it was all based on how tired I was; fml, you mean it's gonna get worse? fml fml. Please don't disappoint me. I'm not ready for this. I promise I will lose my mind if it is in this order. fml.

Now nobody talk to me. *rampage. 

I have no one but myself to blame.

I'm gonna console myself with durian cake. fml.

AND, say fml for next six weeks.

FML. I HATE. literally.

Oh. Fml's a name also. How apt. Cos FML has fml.

(inserts all curse words here)

` now reach into your pocketful of dreams

Remember the days where you'd say "I sing and you backup!" and how I never knew the lyrics, and how we'd both be singing from the lyric booklet in the car? And the times you'd bellow "NO. That's my part!" *smacks*

And it would always be to Track number 1. As much as I have against that song, I'd sing it over again, with and for you; I would.

Just so you know. 
It's the little things. 

` sold her dreams for security, to a man that now she hardly ever sees

Just as I thought everything was calming down,

*wham bam*

Something new comes up.

Is a small breather too much to ask for!!

` lateral geniculate WHAT?

I remember watching this Korean Drama quite some time ago. Actually I didn't just remember it off the cuff. You know, 8tv has this thing where they repeat the series in the afternoons, so yeah, ter-watched it this afternoon and half an episode later, I'm all wooshy and mooshy. Damn these Koreans and their dramas. See, the trick is to not start watching so you don't get hooked.

I remember the adrenaline of having to catch the series every night and I remember them being very nice, albeit very vaguely. Feels like a really old show. Watched this long before I began watching Grey's Anatomy. Mm. Now that i'll leave for another day; or maybe never. :)

Yay I have like Biopsychology tomorrow and i'm googling Lee Beom-Soo and oogling.

I know he's not your typical (insert your hot celeb here) but totally yeng okay! Meh.

uh,

yeah.

Biopsychology now.

Oh and don't google him pls.

Cos I think I picked his best pics.

Apparently he has a very bad sense for hairstyle.

=_=

I doubt anyone besides me finds him (even mildly) attractive.

But I promise if you watch the show and see his asshole character damn yeng ...

*cheng cheng cheng!

Ok. Maybe it'll still be just me.

v=_="

emotional breakdown. period. fts.

` let's do the turkish march

Technically, 80 questions and seven chapters would average out to about 11 plus or minus questions from each chapter. So technically, if he could ask ten questions, WHAT WOULD THEY BE? And if it's just ten questions from every chapter and ALL THAT READING?

*background noises - Stapler punching, shuffling of papers etc*

you get the hustle bustle effect? Yeah.

Then,

mom & I.

You doing project?

Nope. Exam tmr, print notes today.

Then i think my mom kept quiet and I ran out of the room. Yeahhhh.

fml. hohoho.

` so uncommon I gave this post a new tag

Breaking Newsssss

(you only get this when i'm in the middle of uhm "studying")

Yeahhhh.

Anywayyyyy,

Guess who?! Guess who?! Guess who?! Guess who?! Guess who?! Guess who?! Guess who?! Guess who?! Guess who?! Guess who?! Guess who?! Guess who?! Guess who?! Guess who?! Guess who?! Guess who?! Guess who?! Guess who?! Guess who?! Guess who?! Guess who?! Guess who?! Guess who?! Guess who?! Guess who?! Guess who?! Guess who?! Guess who?! Guess who?! Guess who?! Guess who?! Guess who?! Guess who?! Guess who?! Guess who?! Guess who?! Guess who?! Guess who?! Guess who?! Guess who?! Guess who?! Guess who?! Guess who?! Guess who?! Guess who?!

Guess whoooooooo!

Seriously, I see this as once in a lifetime thing.


heh.

Okeh. I officially am irritated with colours. Never had so many colours in one blog post before. Even all my blog post put together also not so many colours! BiG DAYYYY.

GUESSS WHHOOOOOOOOZZZZ.

k bye

` stop my heart please

just so I remember this day. =_=

the very many hours, explaining the captions, and well, seeing this site.

And narratively?

the fights.

the non-fights.

the grumpiness.

and the very many promises we can/t keep.
Happy clappy lovely times. 


"I'm not smiling. I'm laughing - that's different"

` untitled

Everyday I lie to myself and say "it'll be better today".

It just doesn't and it won't happen.

How come?

And I feel the exams breathing down my neck.

` of ribs and sharks fin and good company & ten minutes early

I

Need 

A

New

Eyeliner.

Period.

So I went for L che's big day. It was like a mini reunion of all the uhm family friends thingamajig of like eight to 12 years ago? Yeahhhh. And everyone goes "When's your turn?", when in fact, i'm not the next one in line. You see there's Teri, Maki, Kiki, Jobos, Jo and very many more - my point is, just not me. Can? Just that they weren't present today - so fml. The people I saw today - omgsh pls shoot me - thanks. Yeah. Oh and Evie's back from UQ. So fast! I remember her just leaving only! All the people I met at the washroom!! Saw XiaoWen today too *pinch cheeks*.

Me, XiaoWen, her Mom
After a few questions

So how old are you now?

Seven!

No, actually she's turning five only.

Really, you're seven?

Yes i'm seven!!! :) :D

*her mom shakes head in dismay.

How not to pinch cheeks please! I remember her not being able to speak English at all, last time! hmmm.

Now i'll never forget this event, will I? And who says he's good looking! I gained weight and well, so has he!! *snubs. :) LOL. Days of not wanting to say hi to random Canadians. Gee S.

Oh and me wore diamond ring - I love wearing these stuff to dinners. I hope it gets stuck on my finger cos my finger's so fat, so i'll never have to take it off. o.0 Sister wore pearl necklace and I teased her saying that she'd better make sure it stayed on her neck, cos if it didn't, by the end of the night she'd find her neck hanging of something else. Yes. Days of dressups and dolls and reminisince of how Jobo, Leo, Teri, Mel (apparently in Vegas now) and Tricia used to be my idols cos they were in high school and I was like what, nine, or ten? Yeah. And I swear I never forgot the time one of them wrote an entire letter to read from, to scold a boy. Yes. Well, Mark's tall, but not dark as specified by Leo (at the age of 14!) and such; and this is gonna be the last time he's gonna have the upper hand, quoting T. Yesssssssssssh. SERIOUS (pronounced seh-rai-yers) and the "omg high fiveeee" moments - Omg. I was eight. Was. Overnight, i'm old, and yeah. Well, we'll see each other next September la hor.

Which reminds me of one of the years where we dressed up all our dads as Ms America, Ms India and such, with balloons as fake boobs. OMG WE WERE YOUNGER. *faints* Oh and they had to go through re-constructive surgery to fix their boobs cos the balloons popped - ahhhhh. Now this is news.

Oh and Happy Birthday Boyf! :D Sayang bangat and i'm glad you liked itttt :)

Hmmm... Also I have this bulging tummy, which dad says "looks just fine!" even when I don't suck in. hmph. Damn shy ok; men, sometimes. Le sigh. I actually came online to blog about something. I can't remember what - so I guess this is it. Till I use my own comp and upload pictures.

Yeah. The little red dress.

` zigazag ha

*screaming at the top of my lungs to the tune*

I'll tell you what I want, what I really really want,
So tell me what you want, what you really really want,
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna really
really really wanna zigazig ha.

If you wanna be my lover, you gotta get with my friends,
Make it last forever friendship never ends,
If you wanna be my lover, you have got to give,
Taking is too easy, but that's the way it is.

Hellowbellowmellow. Exams are here to suck the living daylight (if I had any to begin with!) out of me. I don't like - but no one cares if I don't like. Elective dilemma. Hellllooooo?!?

GLOSSOPHARYNGEAL is my new favourite word cos I can spell it.

Any tips on how to cope with Exams plus assignment deadlines all in one? Besides non-procrastination, that is. Sigh.

I can sigh like two thousand times and no one's gonna care. =_= hmph.

` you are FULCRUM in my eyes

Mm. 17th with them sixers who dragged me out against my will with me sucumbbing only cos they came from various parts of the world and cos I blew their lunch plans. Sorreh. Was very lazy with the pictures cos well I was ready to sleep and looked like (bluegh), and that's putting it mildly. Very mildly. 18th was surprise murprise cos Charles was back from uk for a week. Sayang bangat! 19th with the CT and Marc scolding me about going shopping in Gardens and being late - all Laura's fault. fml. Lol. Oh and Marc's gift to me? Winning my (lost from the beginning) Monopoly game. Eh I damn loser, can? Dunno how to play. =_= Oh and thank you for cleaning the whole condo -very niceeee. Oh and the condo looked like we were celebrating Hari Raya cos they decorated it in my favourite colour - green - and made me a crown with my name on it - and I wore green that day =_= :) Well, and the rest at school too. Thanks. :) And i'm not showing any pictures of any of my cakes. Yerrrrr. I swear I won't forget all of you and all my cakes. =_= hmph. Lol

That's Ian during mass dress day themed Baju Melayu (I think?). He's the only one out of seven of us or rather most of the people in our class (possibly the entire class, actually) who takes part in all mass dress days. Yeah. From beach wear to this. Except that he wore his sleeping pants for this and turned a lot of heads - girls were shamelessly pointing at him and wasted no effort in concealing their laughter. Then again, we all laughed first thing in the morning when we saw him. Oh weeelllll. Sleeping pakcik pants. Yeahhh. :)

Sorry J, no royalty for photos of your drum set, even if the number of your (very uncountable) cymbals (which I use as ancient-Chinese-hat-looking thingamajigs) trump that of BT and many others! Ten thumbs up for your creativity though, cantik bangat. :) I like.

So anyway, I had my BioP test last week. fml. I spelt Vagus as Vegus. Kill me please. And there were quite a few questions on my favourite topic - DNA. Since I "knew them so well", I just "ee nee mee nee mai nee moh-ed" them and had Nanda stare me down. =_=" But I don't know already, so see my luck lor. Zzzz. Other than that, I like the 12 cranial nerves now, please. Then I thought I knew the myelencephalon and metencephalon. Then I got out of the exam hall only to have Jeremy *gee thanks* be more confident and I didn't remember my answer so I felt uber FML thenafter. Ah. Yes. I think I can't take this shit anymore. Well, we'll find out today/tomorrow if I passed it or not, won't we? :( :(  See my midterms next week, post so long. I needed closure for these few events to put the heart at ease. mm yeah.

/edit: onesevenpointtwofivedammit

And i've been getting them butterflies lately - eeyer. 

Thank you for trusting me. I just wish I could tell the world so they'd 

(if not fully, at least attempt to) understand what you're going through.

Vanities are only charity
And she makes donations at the Tiffany's.

` weight of judgment

Look what I found. What seems like ages ago. Time flies, doesn't it?

See, I will blog more cos my midterms are here, and true to self, I blog when I have something more important in life to do.

Also, cos I've got all the pictures transferred. :) :) me likey.

Focus. Focus. Focus.


Nope. Not working. fml.

 And the pain just doesn't subside.

` it's not even funny

I don't remember the last time I was this broke.

Time to collect my debts.

hahahahhahaa.