Sorry Teikwei, sorry that I implicated you and caused you to end up with that stinky blue beta form. Or, sorry that we had to implicate so many others just because that morning me, JingYi and YinHui wanted to have macdonald's. Sorry that you had to be such a wimp, that JingYi terrorizes you even though you are twice her size, but with no brains. Sorry that we have been making things so hard for you, to the extent that you are so mindless. Sorry to say, even if I compare an audistic kid with you side by side, he will still look like he has an IQ of 200. And sorry that now, you have all our deepest sympathies that you are our class's fiasco.
I don't know what disorder were you suffering from that morning, to actually lie through your yellow teeth. To twist and turn the facts, telling Miss Diyana that we coerce you to buy macdonald's NO MATTER WHAT, when all that time, we had been covering your butts. When all this while, we didn't even know what was going on, you had such a good time relating your story to that once changed woman, to tell her so many things we didn't even know of before. Kudos to you, not only does the award of "I'm compelled to buy macdonalds for JingYi, YinHui, Eunice even though I'm only left with 8bucks in my wallet" gooes to you, the award "Jerk" says it all.
When you couldn't even handle orders correctly, you dared to tell Ms Diyana we forced you into buying the meal for us. But I have to be so thankful, you didn't malign us, to tell her that we didn't pay you back in the end. Maybe hawker food knocks you off your sense with too much MSG. Want to hear what you said that day? Right, listen up.
JingYi: Hello teikwei, where are you? If you are at macdonald's, could you buy macdonald for us?
TeikWei: Uh, ya. I'm at macdonald's now. What you'll want?
JingYi: *orders. Macmuffin for me, Macgriddle for Eunice and a milo for YinHui
TeikWei: huh? repeat again?
JingYi: Aiyah, we sms you la, bye.
-takes out handphone, I was the one messaging-
Eunice: *orders. Macmuffin for Jing, Macgriddle for me and a milo for YinHui, Jing wants egg for her macmuffin.
TeikWei, okay
Hell knows how long after, he called to say he didn't have enough money. So we told him it's okay even if he didn't buy. But that dumb fuck, implicated WangYang and Weiting, selling them out. Now whose the one doing the implication? You related the story like we MADE YOU do it, when we asked you to drop that idea, you said "It's okay, I borrow money from Weiting first." Then you pretend to be innocently delicious in front of those teachers. Telling them that we made you buy us happy meals when you were already late. Please, if you had the heart to come earlier, you would. And also, you were so easy going, you didn't even twitch your eyelid or moan in disagreement when asked to help us buy.
But I guess, it's always easier to save yourself first. Since you're an NCC cadet, I have to look at you in admiration. You are such a disgrace, you completely don't fulfil the "care for fellow cadets" requirement, covering your own ass at the last minute, then portray us as such a slut in the form teacher's eyes.
Sorry that I have to make these comments, I'M SHALLOW MINDED! HOW CAN YOU BLAME ME?! THE MOST, JUST CUT OFF MY BREAST AND PLANT THEM ON YOUR FACE, THAT WOULD MAKE ME SEEM LESS SHALLOW MINDED AND THE MORE YOU ARE BLIND.
You told us that you were at Macdonald's already, that's why we were so generous in our orders. Then you told Miss Diyana you were at the hawker, and we made you buy the food. You told Miss Diyana that JingYi will lay her hands on you if you fail to buy us food, when hell, it's not a secret that she has never once bothered to lay her hands on you. Dear boy, have you been having too much nightmares in class? Or are you just fantasizing that she will touch you, so that right after the lie, you could hide in the toilet and masturbate till you suffer from penis fracture. For a guy that's so well known in class for being the porn king, and erecting when all the old and ugly teachers in school are teaching, you could actually get terrorized by JingYi. I don't know how am I supposed to react, shield you from JingYi next time or laugh because your lies are worse than mine. And for a known fact that I can't lie for life, you are so much worser. You told us all you didn't have enough money and we decided to drop the idea, but then, you had to add your flavour to the story, and tell Miss Diyana we made you borrow from WeiTing and WangYang. What's next? Loansharks? That will make you more innocent and cute, you know?
Good for you anyway, that you have Miss Diyana's protection from now on. Then we wouldn't be interested in making you get Macdonald's next time. And that when you masturbate in school, you will be labelled as the problem student and still get away with it.
Ps, YOU ATE OUR HASH BROWN THAT TIME.
Tuesday, 30 September 2008
Monday, 29 September 2008
Hurl parangs
Knn ccb fuck your mother. I'm so upset now I can curse and swear in a song.
I'm so desperate, I need to quickly find an anesthetic against weird ongoings. History loves to repeat itself. They seem to keep going in a big circle. I'm such an anaemic whore now, whatever you do to me I seem to break into little subdued pieces.
Okay, stop it loser.
I hope you suffocate and die of over breathing. Bye.
I'm so desperate, I need to quickly find an anesthetic against weird ongoings. History loves to repeat itself. They seem to keep going in a big circle. I'm such an anaemic whore now, whatever you do to me I seem to break into little subdued pieces.
Okay, stop it loser.
I hope you suffocate and die of over breathing. Bye.
Saturday, 27 September 2008
Don't put me on you.
I'm ugly, fat and no one loves me. I'm lying. On the contary, I'm prettier, slimmer and more people loves me than Ching. So Ching, who says I can't lie? I do, but only for the right reasons. I lied because, I wanted to make you feel better. So you can stop awarding me the "15-years-old-also-cannot-lie" award already. Hahahaha.
For the first time in my teenage life, I went to town with my new identity as a fairlady. I ditched my usual slutty clothes for a pair of jeans and a decent top. It's so out of the norm because most of the time, either half or the whole of my breast is showing and yesterday, you couldn't even see my bra straps. The only thing that was poking out were my assets and that, I didn't hide. It's so weird that Jermsies complained and whined throughout. I think it's cause he misses my half or whole breast. Jerms, I'll take that as a silent indication for me to wear more slutty clothes when I'm out with you. Or maybe not because you made me wait for 2 hours and walk an extra 100metres yesterday when my face was as black as my hair. And that the word "studying" don't go well with us because the "studying" yesterday was so unproductive.
I feel so amazed by those ah lians. Instead of the usual black bag now, they carry bags for high ends and wear gladiators, or sandals, instead of their 9.90 offer slippers. Their bags are no longer small and a few items containable, instead they traded it for colourful bags that can actually put in a decent water bottle and umbrella. They use cameras now instead of the handphones that have been ever so popular. They no longer wear skinnies but wear flora dresses matched with high ends style. Yes, I know. What the fuck.
I was so, amazed is not the word suddenly. Pissed can't describe it good enough. Aghast, sounds fairly reasonable. Aghast that perhaps some good kind soul has just opened an agency to save those poor souls. But thank you Mr. Agent, now all over the town, I see smoking chimneys with thick eyeliners and girls with no charisma dressing like they are absolute angels, swearing and cursing loudly in chinese where they can't even form a proper sentence in english. How I wish to just sneak to your shop one day and burn it down. Oh, sorry, I just realised, this Mr. Agent is just imaginary. Really, must they shed their image for such high ends one? I no longer feel regarded anymore. Ouch. That sucks.
I was so overwhelmed I texted Ching who demanded me to repeat the following words to her "I'm high end and they are far fetched"because I was making her dramatic too. Haha, it was hilarious at that moment because I didn't know if we both were over-reacting. But hey, I have always been rather egoistic over myself. I loathe people that tries hard to be like me or worse, tries and denies. That's almost unforgivable and I won't give face to any undeserving soul who doesn't develope but adopts a style of someone. In a way or two, that's plagerism. They treat me like a shop opened for business, not in the horny way but they just enter the boundaries set, take what they like and put me on them. It gets me on my nerves to feel so irregarded and non-special.
Won't you too when you realised whoever starts out as being him/her and ends up being you. He/she gets all the nice praises and people worships him/her for his/her artistic appeal. Okay, even if it doesn't bothers you, it pother's me so. But hey, practising narcism isn't a sin. Seriously, it's ludicruous, not me, them and their quick wits.
Right, I need my sleep now cause I haven't enjoyed naps for, 3 days.
BYE
For the first time in my teenage life, I went to town with my new identity as a fairlady. I ditched my usual slutty clothes for a pair of jeans and a decent top. It's so out of the norm because most of the time, either half or the whole of my breast is showing and yesterday, you couldn't even see my bra straps. The only thing that was poking out were my assets and that, I didn't hide. It's so weird that Jermsies complained and whined throughout. I think it's cause he misses my half or whole breast. Jerms, I'll take that as a silent indication for me to wear more slutty clothes when I'm out with you. Or maybe not because you made me wait for 2 hours and walk an extra 100metres yesterday when my face was as black as my hair. And that the word "studying" don't go well with us because the "studying" yesterday was so unproductive.
I feel so amazed by those ah lians. Instead of the usual black bag now, they carry bags for high ends and wear gladiators, or sandals, instead of their 9.90 offer slippers. Their bags are no longer small and a few items containable, instead they traded it for colourful bags that can actually put in a decent water bottle and umbrella. They use cameras now instead of the handphones that have been ever so popular. They no longer wear skinnies but wear flora dresses matched with high ends style. Yes, I know. What the fuck.
I was so, amazed is not the word suddenly. Pissed can't describe it good enough. Aghast, sounds fairly reasonable. Aghast that perhaps some good kind soul has just opened an agency to save those poor souls. But thank you Mr. Agent, now all over the town, I see smoking chimneys with thick eyeliners and girls with no charisma dressing like they are absolute angels, swearing and cursing loudly in chinese where they can't even form a proper sentence in english. How I wish to just sneak to your shop one day and burn it down. Oh, sorry, I just realised, this Mr. Agent is just imaginary. Really, must they shed their image for such high ends one? I no longer feel regarded anymore. Ouch. That sucks.
I was so overwhelmed I texted Ching who demanded me to repeat the following words to her "I'm high end and they are far fetched"because I was making her dramatic too. Haha, it was hilarious at that moment because I didn't know if we both were over-reacting. But hey, I have always been rather egoistic over myself. I loathe people that tries hard to be like me or worse, tries and denies. That's almost unforgivable and I won't give face to any undeserving soul who doesn't develope but adopts a style of someone. In a way or two, that's plagerism. They treat me like a shop opened for business, not in the horny way but they just enter the boundaries set, take what they like and put me on them. It gets me on my nerves to feel so irregarded and non-special.
Won't you too when you realised whoever starts out as being him/her and ends up being you. He/she gets all the nice praises and people worships him/her for his/her artistic appeal. Okay, even if it doesn't bothers you, it pother's me so. But hey, practising narcism isn't a sin. Seriously, it's ludicruous, not me, them and their quick wits.
Right, I need my sleep now cause I haven't enjoyed naps for, 3 days.
BYE
Monday, 22 September 2008
I'm not a weird diesease
What are problems? It's this word that caught hold of me so suddenly, I fell backwards. Problems are always self-created, I realised.
After analysing so long. I am clueless of what to say about this problem. Don't give shit excuses "I have to learn how to be dependant" I can't do it, so don't you be able to. It was never a case of being dependant. I have no idea if it was something that's so common, you could practically find it in every relationship/friendship. Each time we grow, we have to learn something. So that we could find sure footsteps in the dark. It wasn't that I was growing towards another person. Stop deluding yourself.
To you I reply.
We have never ceased to include you in our activities, but you withdraw yourself from us. You initiated the fact you wanted to be on your own. Do you know that's heartbreaking? We never pushed you away or excluded you, but you acted on your own accord. To the extent that it bore us the silence, the growing silence we all had to live with. Because, one selfish move, one sentence or action, it leads us to a different conclusion.
We never looked down on you because we recognize that everyone is different. From mere hairstyles to ranging personalities. Be it the fact that you're tall and I'm short. So what, aren't we all humans? Perhaps the only thing that can be more prominent to set us apart was our personalities. But haven't we got along fine all this while? Not to say different is a crime, else we wouldn't have got that far. I hate emphasizing so much on this, I dread loathe want to fuck it. I want to throw this piece of information in your face so you'll come to terms with it. Whatever you are, I love you and that's that fullstop. I want to hug you on the bed again, want to do so much. But that's all going to come right after exams. One day what if you changed to be those high-end girls, non-smoking, classy lady. Cai Yin Hui by name, but I am just looking into a mask.
It was that easy to say. Can't click means can't click. That easy, that vague, that irresponsible, that suicidal, that MOMENT. But did you mean it when it came out of your mouth? Or was it that you had no other sentences to your stand? I tried to pick up whatever's left, to be the one cognizant to your current needs. But you brushed me aside like a dust on your shoulder. You know how bad it was? To be trying yet being taken lightly of. I wanted to know what I could do to fix the problem, yet your replies were so unconvincing, I just pretended to be nonchalant so it won't hurt like potassium was reacting with cold water in my heart.
Whatever it is, I'll leave you to see. This wasn't a problem initially till you started shun me like the uncle from the canteen. If you feel you can't lose me yet, tell me what's been going so wrong. It will be easier to continue from that last chapter. I'm not assuring it will be facile, but at least 10years down, I won't feel compunction for effort I've put in, faith I've injected in. Else I'll conjure excuses to mix the broken hole in my heart, mend that space in the circle of friends that you moved off from.
Last but not least, friends forever.
After analysing so long. I am clueless of what to say about this problem. Don't give shit excuses "I have to learn how to be dependant" I can't do it, so don't you be able to. It was never a case of being dependant. I have no idea if it was something that's so common, you could practically find it in every relationship/friendship. Each time we grow, we have to learn something. So that we could find sure footsteps in the dark. It wasn't that I was growing towards another person. Stop deluding yourself.
To you I reply.
We have never ceased to include you in our activities, but you withdraw yourself from us. You initiated the fact you wanted to be on your own. Do you know that's heartbreaking? We never pushed you away or excluded you, but you acted on your own accord. To the extent that it bore us the silence, the growing silence we all had to live with. Because, one selfish move, one sentence or action, it leads us to a different conclusion.
We never looked down on you because we recognize that everyone is different. From mere hairstyles to ranging personalities. Be it the fact that you're tall and I'm short. So what, aren't we all humans? Perhaps the only thing that can be more prominent to set us apart was our personalities. But haven't we got along fine all this while? Not to say different is a crime, else we wouldn't have got that far. I hate emphasizing so much on this, I dread loathe want to fuck it. I want to throw this piece of information in your face so you'll come to terms with it. Whatever you are, I love you and that's that fullstop. I want to hug you on the bed again, want to do so much. But that's all going to come right after exams. One day what if you changed to be those high-end girls, non-smoking, classy lady. Cai Yin Hui by name, but I am just looking into a mask.
It was that easy to say. Can't click means can't click. That easy, that vague, that irresponsible, that suicidal, that MOMENT. But did you mean it when it came out of your mouth? Or was it that you had no other sentences to your stand? I tried to pick up whatever's left, to be the one cognizant to your current needs. But you brushed me aside like a dust on your shoulder. You know how bad it was? To be trying yet being taken lightly of. I wanted to know what I could do to fix the problem, yet your replies were so unconvincing, I just pretended to be nonchalant so it won't hurt like potassium was reacting with cold water in my heart.
Whatever it is, I'll leave you to see. This wasn't a problem initially till you started shun me like the uncle from the canteen. If you feel you can't lose me yet, tell me what's been going so wrong. It will be easier to continue from that last chapter. I'm not assuring it will be facile, but at least 10years down, I won't feel compunction for effort I've put in, faith I've injected in. Else I'll conjure excuses to mix the broken hole in my heart, mend that space in the circle of friends that you moved off from.
Last but not least, friends forever.
Friday, 19 September 2008
Clutch your hearts,
I've been thinking and thinking but I guess I should really throw my feelings aside for now and start to concentrate on my studies. It's better to void yourself of all the worldly feelings rather than to strangle yourself with insecurity and paranoia. Wounds heal themself, they fade away and sometimes, what's left of it is just the scar and more inevitably, the memory. You remember how it all happened in one big cycle, and ended in another big cycle. There's no way you can shut the door to memories because that's what human's are made of. Once you slam it on, it takes so much more courage just to take the handle and turn it again. But human's, we are best doing things we shouldn't be. So good at breaking hearts, till we forget how to fix them. I want to feel happy again, to feel like the missing part in my life isn't missing afterall. It was just momentarily gone, not that it has disappeared into thin air. Let's just inject faiths and pray for a miracle shower.
I'm 15 now. Officially, anyway. There's this regret in my heart in getting older because it means I'm one more step closer to more responsibilities and leaving my childhood behind. So before I forget, I'm going to pen down everything. In case memories starts to lose their responsibilty too, and all that I am left with are just the momentum of life.
Birthday's were once such a big deal. Do you remember when you were younger? You would demand a creamy cartoon cake from your mum and they would shower you with gifts. I really mean shower because all the presents are huge, the wrapping paper even bigger. You could cut them up and throw them into the air as confetti after you finish unwrapping everything. Now, nothing beats to receiving your red letter for the day. And for this year, I received $200 which is going to support my extravanganza spending right after the exams.
Even better, this year. I celebrated my birthday with my bimbo just like how we planned to at the start of the year. What made me laugh that day was the seriousness of my birthday, or rather, the level of seriousness of my birthday Jermsies made out of. He made it seem like after this year, there would be no more birthdays for me. Which is so -rolls eyes.
And now for the only thing that interests all of you. Ugly pictures of yours truly!
Candid
Our most expensive meal yet.
Not candid
Hello babies, it's breast-feeding time.
Pretending that she likes vege. hahahahahah
Opps, iiex iish aa em0iix gurlzxzxzxzxzx
Kill herself look so happy
They say saliva is precious. (mine)
You want a piece of me?
Dig nose also so happy
Next up, contestant mastercard number 83.
Showing off my new giraffe unbrella
Jermsies' idea
Pretending to be excited because this is where GUCCI, LV people love to hang out at. -rolls eye
I am so male deprived, I told Jermsies I want him too.
We were too bored while waiting, so apart from camwhoring, we fell asleep
Patent Pending, pocky stix as straw
She was asked to take a picture but she proceeded to take a sip.
I'm the pom pom girl with a flowerbush in my head.
My breast gets hungry like Huay, have to feed it many times a day
She's trying to check if my ass is real.
Because, this is for you. *flips hair
Here's to my bimbo. Hi, I love you(:
Screwed up looks we both have, A heart screwed together we both share.
I was trying to act cute but apparently, I failed. Huay, *shakes hand, you win.
Mimicking ghost but I turned out oh-so-lovely while Huay mimicks the chao ah lian next door
See, how greedy he is. He eyes our food while slurping down his spaghetti
Me shooo high class, I use fries to clean my nose
Yello's her favourite colour. She's asking if having a yellow moustache will make her cute anot.
This is how I look applying mascara
Candid
Hi, this is my new pet. I brought him at the local pet shop for $5
HAHAHAHAHA, Huay looks like a donald duck
She stole my chicken when I wasn't looking
It was a shot in disguise because as soon as he heard the camera click, he went ahead to wolf my chicken down.
My birthday kiss for the year since I'm manless
Jermsies is the new SLUT in town. But instead of seeling beer, he sells chille sauce
This is a damn fantastic artpiece. Look at it now but it's a totally different image when you look at it through a blue and red filter paper. It was supposed to capture the feelings of natives when they are tormented or something similiar.
Golly, my muscle is so big. Jerms thought my bag is shooo cool he made me give it up to him.
Slut corner. Enquiring our services? Dial for the public phone right now.
Oh-so-fairytale
Oh! Look at whatever there is there.
It was a wrong shot that turned out perfectly okay.
I don't know why I raised my armpits. But no one ran. hahahahaha
He thinks it's the winter he's acting so cold
Jermsies fuck face. bastard!
In height order. finally, I stand as the tallest.
She was supposed to capture our legs too. Oh well.
Jerm's is a slut addict. I'm a slut and he's addicted to me.
Oh, that's my hideous brother. He has a big head, but small brain.
Jermsies, Chia, Huay
The sacred gift.
I want to marry one of them. Look at their pecs, it's so hard you can balance your maggie mee on it when you are having supper on bed.
Huay
Chia
*I took the picture down for the better sake of some people.
Sunday was mahjung day with my cousins. My cousin is so contradicting, she says she hates girls with big boobs but complains hers TOO SMALL. Your motive to make me feel like a loser wasn't good enough, don't worry, you can slowly improve when you are choosing over your push up bras. *flips hair.
I'm 15 now. Officially, anyway. There's this regret in my heart in getting older because it means I'm one more step closer to more responsibilities and leaving my childhood behind. So before I forget, I'm going to pen down everything. In case memories starts to lose their responsibilty too, and all that I am left with are just the momentum of life.
Birthday's were once such a big deal. Do you remember when you were younger? You would demand a creamy cartoon cake from your mum and they would shower you with gifts. I really mean shower because all the presents are huge, the wrapping paper even bigger. You could cut them up and throw them into the air as confetti after you finish unwrapping everything. Now, nothing beats to receiving your red letter for the day. And for this year, I received $200 which is going to support my extravanganza spending right after the exams.
Even better, this year. I celebrated my birthday with my bimbo just like how we planned to at the start of the year. What made me laugh that day was the seriousness of my birthday, or rather, the level of seriousness of my birthday Jermsies made out of. He made it seem like after this year, there would be no more birthdays for me. Which is so -rolls eyes.
And now for the only thing that interests all of you. Ugly pictures of yours truly!
Candid
Our most expensive meal yet.
Not candid
Hello babies, it's breast-feeding time.
Pretending that she likes vege. hahahahahah
Opps, iiex iish aa em0iix gurlzxzxzxzxzx
Kill herself look so happy
They say saliva is precious. (mine)
You want a piece of me?
Dig nose also so happy
Next up, contestant mastercard number 83.
Showing off my new giraffe unbrella
Jermsies' idea
Pretending to be excited because this is where GUCCI, LV people love to hang out at. -rolls eye
I am so male deprived, I told Jermsies I want him too.
We were too bored while waiting, so apart from camwhoring, we fell asleep
Patent Pending, pocky stix as straw
She was asked to take a picture but she proceeded to take a sip.
I'm the pom pom girl with a My breast gets hungry like Huay, have to feed it many times a day
She's trying to check if my ass is real.
Because, this is for you. *flips hair
Here's to my bimbo. Hi, I love you(:
Screwed up looks we both have, A heart screwed together we both share.
I was trying to act cute but apparently, I failed. Huay, *shakes hand, you win.
Mimicking ghost but I turned out oh-so-lovely while Huay mimicks the chao ah lian next door See, how greedy he is. He eyes our food while slurping down his spaghetti
Me shooo high class, I use fries to clean my nose
Yello's her favourite colour. She's asking if having a yellow moustache will make her cute anot.
This is how I look applying mascara
Candid
Hi, this is my new pet. I brought him at the local pet shop for $5
HAHAHAHAHA, Huay looks like a donald duck
She stole my chicken when I wasn't looking
It was a shot in disguise because as soon as he heard the camera click, he went ahead to wolf my chicken down.
My birthday kiss for the year since I'm manless
Jermsies is the new SLUT in town. But instead of seeling beer, he sells chille sauce
This is a damn fantastic artpiece. Look at it now but it's a totally different image when you look at it through a blue and red filter paper. It was supposed to capture the feelings of natives when they are tormented or something similiar.
Golly, my muscle is so big. Jerms thought my bag is shooo cool he made me give it up to him.
Slut corner. Enquiring our services? Dial for the public phone right now.
Oh-so-fairytale
Oh! Look at whatever there is there.
It was a wrong shot that turned out perfectly okay.
I don't know why I raised my armpits. But no one ran. hahahahaha
He thinks it's the winter he's acting so cold
Jermsies fuck face. bastard!
In height order. finally, I stand as the tallest.
She was supposed to capture our legs too. Oh well.
Jerm's is a slut addict. I'm a slut and he's addicted to me.
Apart from being a good daughter to my parent's. Actually I'm also very filial to my grandparents.
Oh, that's my hideous brother. He has a big head, but small brain.
Jermsies, Chia, Huay
The sacred gift.
I want to marry one of them. Look at their pecs, it's so hard you can balance your maggie mee on it when you are having supper on bed.
Huay
Chia
*I took the picture down for the better sake of some people.
Sunday was mahjung day with my cousins. My cousin is so contradicting, she says she hates girls with big boobs but complains hers TOO SMALL. Your motive to make me feel like a loser wasn't good enough, don't worry, you can slowly improve when you are choosing over your push up bras. *flips hair.
Right, off to sleep now. Bye
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