You're no fairytale.

There's nothing much to this post except,








FUCK YOU, BITCH.





Oh, stop asking why. You don't happen to get anything either. You're the go do person who ends up with a broken heart. Nobody can fix it? Yes, but thats because you're fugly.

what my heart feeds on

I'm sorry.

Sometimes words cannot take us through the borders of the heart. We ourselves need the courage to find the right words and make the right move. Do not rely on instincts, it cannot bring us through the works of the heart. Do not rely on people. They will never be there long enough. Do not only rely on yourself, you're never good enough for your own expectations. Learn how to absorb, and then apply to life. Don't expect life to ever be easy. We all know the game master is us and we only have a chance to drop a bomb on this life we hold.


Dear K.

I know you've done a lot for the both of us but that doesn't mean that it's always sufficient to only rely on a person's effort. Both of us know that no matter how much we try, we'll always have our conflicts. Be it me starting it or you starting it. Although somehow it's always me starting it, and that sometimes you know I don't mean it. But my tongue will never spare you. The cutter tongue I have will always stab into you. Being tolerant to it will not bring us happiness. What we can derive from this is a relationship built on fear and regret. And as we've talked about this. Life is too short for regrets. We have to live our days with glory and pride. Not suffering because of a wrong feeling.

I should go.

We all need some alcohol sometimes.

Alcohol is good for health. It soothes your soul and bends your body back to the way it was. It heals your heart and leaves you with an excuse to be marginally wrong. It pushes your limits and gives you another new pulse within your body so that you'll know something within you is alive again. It does wonders when you know that your heart is aching and longing.

This saturday it's doing the good life with booze and good friends and thankfully this time it wasn't in a room. We all know the room breeds sinful happenings. When there's a bed, there comes many possibilities.

Part of the night have been completely erased. I'm not so sure myself if that is a good thing because I think I might have done some stuffs to embarress myself or to hurt people during that period but if I really did embaress myself. I'm thankful to know that for this week or so, no one is going to remind me of them. Else I'll need to stuff my head into my asshole and pretend to not hear the muffled laughters.

What I'll need to do after this week of alcohol abuse and is to bun up my hair and get back to my work. Shape up my ass and be a good daughter. Not like I am not already but not so much misbehaving when I'm out.

And just to my three babies out there, even though I know you prolly don't even know about the existence about this blog but I'm thankful that you three took care of me so well the whole time I was drunk. If you didn't I would be housed in a guy's room by now, or maybe overseas if they decided to sell me away. I hope you three know I do love you. But please, do not let me drink so much next time. I'll bring a rope and maybe some tape so that you guys can tape up my mouth and tie me to the nearest pole. No more kissing/touching.

I'm gonna live life as it is.

You roll with the times.

Hello Guys! Happy New Year. I know this isn't exactly the real date for New Year but let's make do with it since I really cannot be arsed to blog this few days.

Tomorrow I might be starting work at the kindergarden my auntie works in. I hope all goes well and I won't have to murder any spoilt bratzxz when they try to cry their way out stuffs. I don't really like kids who cries too much for their own good. Then again, I used to be one of those kids.

Anyway, I also think I've rubbed off some of Ching's sensitivity to little girls. During the Laos trip, there was this little fuckgirl that kept annoying me and I think she saw me mouthing bitch whenever she was in the way. Haha. That little fucker deserves this name because she was hovering around me for the 20 minutes that I was using FB and hotmail. Because she has no manners and tries to cut in whenever I am taking a picture. Because she complains too much for her own good. Because she...just is a cheebye.

I don't know how I'm going to handle all the kids tomorrow. I don't like to play mother to so many kids. I'll slap any of them if they try to climb over my head. To add it on, I have to wear jeans and a shirt tomorrow. Not that I have anything against all these outfits but.....Singapore is really too humid for such a wear! Being a shu nu is really not easy...

Anyway, my neurotism has also kicked in and I'm sure many of my peers are feeling the effect of it. Be forewarned, anybody who repeats their statement twice when I did not ask for it will get a very kaobeizxz reply from me. Anybody who ignores me will be heavily slapped with my sarcasm. Anybody who tries to even raise their voice at me will one get one reply from me. And that is to FUCK OFF. I really pity all my wonderful friends for being friends with such a fucker like me. Haha yea right as if I do care.

This New Year, there's not going to be any resolutions because as I've said before, resolutions are resoluted to the strong and there's nothing strong in me. Besides, most of the resolutions I make are either useless, senseless or both. So I see no point in continuing such stupid resolutions. The only thing I want to promise myself is to....stop breaking so many hearts by being nicer to people.

Having fun in moderation

Hello guys! I know it's hell long since I last blogged but yes, I'm back now! I've decided not to let anybody know that I've reopened the blog because I might want to type some very raw feelings of mine. So until any kpo's come to look see around this place and start to increase the number of visitors, I think it's reasonable to say that this blog will be as good as dead.

As you guys know, 2012 is around the corner and I'm sure many are anticipating for 12-21-2012 because that's the said date of us dying. If nothing goes wrong with the psychic's calculation, yes, we will all be dead. Have you, then, ever thought of doing some stuffs before you actually die? I did. Most of them are not very important but worth taking note of.

Blacks for those I wanna do. Red for those I've done before.

1) lose my virginity. (please don't ask me why this is on the top of my list)
2) experience bungee-jumping.
3) get really drunk and forget all about it the next day
4) earn my first $10 000
5) get my first tattoo
6) travel to other countries without any parents supervision AT ALL
7) fly a damned plane (not the remote control one hor, don't play play)
8) use a gun on an actual living thing
9) get my second tattoo (haha, i know this is so dumb)
10) find a guy I really like (you know how difficult it is for me ): )
11) kiss a girl bestfriend
12) look at a real man naked. Porn doesn't count.
13) Have a dog
14) Have a chinchilla
15) Meet a rich guy (sorry, all girls dream of that)
16) get a brazillian waxing
17) getting caught by the police when I'm doing something naughty
18) getting into a non-fatal car accident
19) getting a dress which costs 1k
20) be a bartender

And this stops at 20 because I'm too tired to think of any. To add on, most of the things I want to get done is not done only because I myself don't want to, not because I am not able to. I think I really have to generate all this energy into doing something productive if I want miracles to happen in my life instead of sitting on this chair and pretend to dream big. You know life always have unexpected stuffs coming up? I hope something like that will happen to me too. I am really getting bored.

aku perumpuan, back from malacca, malaysia

Diyana is jealous! For I did not blog about the sleepover a week before. Okay beetch, I'm going to do it now so quit whining!

I was over at Dee's house for a sleepover on tuesday and I think her family is one of the best host ever! You get to enjoy "sedap" food prepared by her parents and her siblings gave a whole new meaning to adorable. They will hold your hands, touch your hair and just keep giggling to themselves. I think I might actually consider moving to their house for good.

Whats better than a good host? A good friend of course! Seeing her in school everyday is nothing unusual since we've stuck by each other for 5 years straight. But to be by her side at night when her gross habits come, totally new experience! That night was like Singapore version of gossip girls, we just kept talking non-stop. It's only I made her shut up around 3 then did we manage to eventually setlle for some rest. But before that it was all about laughing, crying, punching, teasing and then getting closer to each other cause we were so damned scared of "pontianak."

Talking to Diyana made me realise lots of things, in fact, lots of sad stuff thats happening in the world, how much injustice and judement a person has to face in this very pragmatic world we are living in right now. Even if it's things I've often thought about, being able to talk it out was like serving it on a platter. So raw and but there's nothing much you can do about it. Shit stuff in life happens and I guess even if not all of us accepts it, we just live with it.

Thursday, she came over to my house. It's like some mini exchange programme in Jurong/Bukit Batok! We caught "drag me to hell" with a few other classmates before officially bunking in at my house.
The show was fucking awesome, even if it's for 3quarts of the movie. I thought the director was fucking brilliant to make use of so many special effects but what really cracked me up was Ganush, the witch in the movie. She had eyes of different colour and dirty nails to match her "hadn't-wash-in-a-few-years look." People who hadn't catch it should cause it's so fucking gross, lots of laughter in between and definitely entertaining for that 2 hours. I love it!

Anyway, enough raving about the awesomeness. Diyana coming to my house was not as lovely cause my parents pays more than they play. We just sat in bed after being completely washed out from swimming and talk about liberal issues like sex and how people perform them. After all the catfights in bed, the only decent answer we managed to come out with is that people uses manuals to aid in being sexually attractive, and therefore people with no prior sexual experience, if they are able to religiously follow the manual, the can actually score an A in bed.

As crappy as that could be, the next morning was worse since we woke up when class was starting. Diyana sleeps like a dead log and nothing can interupt her unless you really slap her hard. Attempted to roll her off the bed but she managed to stay on the edge, hit her stomach but yet, no reaction at all. Not even an "OW". If I hadn't heard her breathing I might think she really got squashed by my 200 pounds of beauty during the middle of the night and died. So scary but that's just Dee for you. We impressively reached school at 9 and the rest of the day..it's history.

Goodgrief! Screw this wordy post, I'll post up pictures in abit. Till then, I need to prepare my speech for CIP hours and eat dinner. There's only a few days before holidays end and I want to savour every last bit of it!

Coffee't outta my system!

I think I really have to type something else if I don't many people will just think I've commited suicide in the cyberspace.

I have shit loads of pictures to post up but I'm going to have to wait a few more days cause I can't find the damned card reader ever since I used it last friday!

Today I realised, Esther and me have the sofest resolves. We planned to meet by 8 but ended up changing the time to 9, only to have me being late! As I approached the long-legged beauty, she threw me this murderous look. Talk about "if looks could kill!"

We sat at starbucks for a whole 7 hours and I thought my butt was going to grow mould from all that sitting! My system reeks of coffee right now and I can already feel myself getting fat from all the whip cream. I think I might need to buy puking bags whenever I go to Starbucks cause honestly, my body can't take all that milk. Argh....

So, her brother got me sent home and it's so freaking funny when I cursed him and he'll accidently hit the curb. Halfway thru, he started making hand signs and made me repeat "I love myself", "I am motivated", he's sucha joker that when I opened my mouth I could practically swallow the car. But that didn't happen of course else wouldn't be here right now.

My fat ass brother finally decided to lesson his carbon prints cause he's learning, or rather, relearning how to take a bus. I think he might be lost since he called to say he's going to come home from Westmall around 10.15 and it's already 11.20. I live near IMM, approximately 5 stops away and unless he thinks of walking, how would it take so long?

I don't know what else to say...so. BYE!

give it to me hard

Hello.

This past week was deadly, even more cruel when the school decided to cut off the electricity supply for the lift so that us students had to use the stairs. It's so unfair when we were the ones who donated so much money for it! But then again, life is NEVER fair.

In life you realise, we aren't always dealt the right cards, so its up to you to play your game.

Recently, we just underwent the resilience workshop at school and it's amazing how people can show their most beautiful sides at a time when they are at the peak of vulnerabilty. 35 making a class, 20 making a river. At the last part of the talk when we were all supposed to see our life on roleplay, it seems easy to watch it being played as our tears became part of the movie. It's this sort of things in life that really puts you at the periphery of life.

I don't see how everybody benefitted from it because I still believe true motivation comes from within. Motivation does not come with a price tag, it comes with longing and all other true spirits. I know I still sound like a cynic albeit after going thru the Adam Khoo workshop but I still have my reservations amd seriously speaking, the final equation still boils down to motivational talks being another door to easy money!

I think I might post the picture up tomorrow since....i'm such an ass when it comes to friday nights. I want to lie on my bed like a ragdoll with no stuffing and wait for my mummy to dry my hair. So pampered I know but don't be jealous, haha!

It satifies me.

All pictures for the day at ECP. I'm gonna upload another post tmr on JBP if I have the time, I'll add up the pictures too. I have lots of pictures recently. Really satisfied with the outcome of this past one week and honestly sometimes I think God have been too nice to me. Yes, I have my shortcomings and flaws, but above all, I still feel like I don't lack anything. Maybe just a bit of part thereof but life, it's still good! :D

Beatrice the beggar "got 5cent?"

My fav! Felix jumping and I caught it! :D

Anyways, I finally upload the bimbo picture of my bro's gf and I can't wait to upload it! Recently she and my brother have been going thru a rocky relationship. Oh man, I hope they break up soon!

Left it. at home

I can't for holidays, the real one, to come! I'm so bored and swiped out in school, I just cannot seem to concentrate. Today after school I met Laura and we made a stupid choice of eating in a restaurant. And, I've found out how to control spending. Leave your card at home, this way, you'll have nothing to spend.

Anyways.

Congrats to

Miss Neatest: Beatrice
Miss Self-discipline: HuiYun
Miss Courteous: Afifah
Mr Enterprise: Nicholas
Miss Reflective: Maggie
Miss Creative: Brintha
Miss Caring: Eunice
Mr Teamwork: Ariffin

Goodwork guys! (:

And Maggie, I don't know if you are going to read this but you can flame me all you like in your blog and don't bother to do me a service of changing my name because I don't need that at all. And if you are talking about JingYi, I can't care less now because we've also never talked about our problems face to face before. Obviously we also can't do it since she just started to ignore me one day. I can't say that I've been the most caring student but since teacher awarded me with it, I'll just accept it. And, if you like to keep harping on it, how much so are you reflective?

To date, I can't say I've been very mean to you altho yes, I've bitched about you before but it's fair and square since you have done so too. Even if you've clean forgetten, I can still remember when I was nice to you. I don't expect you to, in any way, big or small, repay this gratitude (who am I kidding, you'll just think I'm fake!), not even to remember, but I still hope that before you keep flaming me you'll have to remind yourself. It takes both hands to clap.

(ps, if anyone finds their name missing for the certs thing, sorry and tell me! thx)

Freeway

Holidays don't taste like holidays. Tastes like a mixture of sweat and hardwork but no reaping. Not yet.

I guess everybody's still grumbling at how unfair life is and whatt is dishes out cannot be concluded up in just a small paragraph. Today I was thinking about my future, thinking about how to get into my fav. course, thinking about big brains big bucks when I started to break down cause I was freaking WORRIED. First time in my life I am WORRIED, cause I can't score at tests. I'm not stupid. I'm just not intelligent or hardworking enough. In order to support the last statement, the evidence is that I'm still blogging instead of doing proper work.

Anyways, realised my blog is super wordy. I know you guys hate that.

1)I'll be posting photos up in abit. (It's about time!)
2) I'll try to point blog more next time.
3) I freaking miss ice cream, laura, janice and black dress.
4) My mum is so irritating, she hogged the computer for too long and forgot to wash the clothes.
5) I'm annoyed by MSN'S "virus", what's with people whose offline nudging you and offering sex sites?!
6) RX, if you see thise and still complain about my blog. You are freaking dumb.

oRder and SeLL

It's nearing 10 now and I should be panicking for being so calm with Chinese O's. What an irony..
After the hot housing, I feel like I'm finally getting the hang of writing chinese compos, constructing correct sentences and to prove it, I went to C.town yesterday! Which brings me something to talk about, something inhumane.

I've always regarded C.town people as very uncouth, uncivilised and basically a group of ah peks still doing the whistling to attract chio bus. But yesterday proved me wrong because people from there are also very unfeeling and I don't think they really register love as a kind of feeling but as a kind of obligation. Was walking when I saw this young girl carrying an even younger girl, assumed to be her sister. The next shocking thing that happened, maybe just a split second, was how she nearly dropped her sister. That's not the main point, the thing was, her father came around to "snatch" the younger one away and start to show kungu kicking movements at the girl. Then came the scoldings and more kicking. With the older sister walking away to some pillars, prolly to curse and cry all at one go.

Parents like these should certainly be receiving more education. I don't get it. Why do parents always favour the younger one more? From my point of view, and also of the youngest in my family, of course I can't deny how sometimes it's helpful to always be at an advantage but sometimes I get so angry with my parents for how they always want to shield me and make sure my brother gets the blame, or the shorter end of the rod! Even using the computer when my brother is using it can be such an easy task, just whine/cry/scream while rolling on the floor. It's easy! Too easy, that I can't fight my own battles.

Last Friday, I accompanied Laura to ECP to play aunt agony, and also hide and seek with the roaches. Laura's oblivion to it was eerie and I had to shift spots many times just so the roaches won't crawl to me. In the end, I forsake my dinner when my subway meal dropped to the floor and I had to move off without it.

That night, Laura was telling me about she on the sea with B as the sea. While she tries to float and there's many obstacles. It took me a long time but I finally generated something sensible. That is, the heart and brain are different organs and just trying to think how to satisfy both using a one method, you're being stupid. Is that not right? While the brain is responsible for sending signals, your heart is on the receiving end. Don't complicate them both but never fail to capture the beauty of two.

Can somebody tell me how to put on tagboard? -.-
And any suggestions for a new hp? :DD

got happy face? (:(:(:(:(:(:(:

I am Jia.

I like X-man, Superman, Blackman, Spiderman.

Not because they are man, but because, they are mutants coming to save the virtual world.


Before I got online to blog, I kept preparing what I wanted to blog and when I finally got down to it, I forgot what I wanted to say and the x-man, spiderman thing just kept coming to my mind. So random.

Anyway, tomorrow we're going to get back all our exam scripts so for all those who have the confidence that they didn't do so well(like me), good luck. For all that did really really good, keep it up. And for those that has done so well and left us all at the back and kept bugging us with your negativity, go to hell.


Just a question, do woman really need guys or have they been left to think that way? Because sometimes I see woman better off without the opposite sex.

I'm indefinite.

Too late that I learned that that bridge was made of thorns, then it might not be strong enough to hold us all. When it comes to memories, the good and the bad never balance. I am not sure how i came to measure your life by the moments when it's fallen apart-surgeries, breaks, emergencies-instead of the moments in between. Maybe it makes me a pessimist, maybe it makes me a realist. Or maybe it just makes me a mother. But there's only one fact that matters: I don't want you to suffer another break. Especially one between you and me, because that might never set properly.

-Handle with Care

This made me cry.
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Now no exams. Now no stress. Now no burn midnight oil. I belly belly happy.
Four sentences to sum up how I feel about exams.
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Thursday was spent at GV JP watching Star trek and eating fish soup rice. It's been honestly a long time since I've watched a movie and even though it got kinda messy with all the two-dimensions thing in Star Trek, I thoroughly enjoyed myself with Esther. They could tell you you can't miss someone whom you see everyday but I did. It's been weeks since I spent some quality time with her and I miss her awkward smile or the way she does her so called "reverse psychology" but it's all crap la, her so called "reverse psychology" has no effect at all. I spent the night painting on eggs little cartoons and that took two hours. I'll post it up when i get the pictures.
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Friday was waking up at 10 and then realising I've arranged to meet Bobs at 10. OMG! I went rushing around the house getting ready and reached JE nearing 11. I know, sucks to have me as a friend. But despite the morning hiccup, it was a pretty good cyling trip. Going out with them is a really raw experience and I didn't even know that people actually makes stops when they cycle! All along I just cycle non-stop and consume the scenery as I pass but BOBs, they just have to get down to explore. So poor me had to get up and down the bike everytime they stop and it's not funny cause most of the time my legs are barely touching the ground.
We didn't camwhore with all the splashes and I was very tired that day, I have only 3 pics but i'll put it up, especially the one with HuiYun flying. I.Love.It.
My mummy came to meet us at night for dinner and we chatted away in until we found out that it's really late and HuiYun had to go home. But I really like cycling and even though urinating was abit problematic that night, I still want to go back again! So can anyone please bring me?
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Saturday, which is today. I went to watch Angels and Demons and I'll ace it. From the movie, I've learnt that science and religion cannot co-exist and that whatever you think is right may deviate from the truth and actually set itself wrong. I love it! I was in the midst thinking about taking up Roman history when I realised this was just a movie and that it won't ever happen in real life. Sucked back to reality, and hitting it hard.
I want to get this book and finish it. I heard the ending was not featured in the movie and I badly want to know! Movies that involves lots of brainwork and clues makes me so excited! Like how in the movie they could find the killer with the arrows from the angels, at the setting of Castle of Angels. And how by drawing lines across the map leads you to the four elements. It's so good you have to catch it yourself! And I won't continue because I guess most of you won't like me to spoil the ending so I'll just shut up.
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Theres such a thing called "Indifference" and it's called indifference for a reason.

Indifference:
to not be disturbed at will, and to keep the emotions flowing at a less than optimum level.

Indifference is to pretend, is a less pretentious way. Indifference is to forgive and accept, past the melodrama marker. Indifference is to be defined as when you're sick and tired of the same old thing happening, and then to mature instead of waiting at the same spot to crash and burn. I like indifference. I like it like that.

I've known that all my life and I haven't accepted it. Till I sat and listened to myself repeating that word and realised. To be indifferent is actually, to be different. The point being, this time, you're going to be different from the world.

we can count off our fingers

It's Thursday, 3 days away from our first paper and I'm still idling away with Oreas dipped in milk and marshmallows. I'm so enjoying life, after the subway lunch with BOBS and chinese cuisine with my family. Oh, live life and love it!

Today I did a mental check, to see what matters to me most in my life and realised after being with the brains for quite some time, I've gotten used to the idea of having a new perspective in life.

I used to confine myself in a house with frosted windows, reproach and castigate. Wind up the life-clock, and you'll find I deliberate more on my actions and forbid my heart from doing all the talking. My mind now works, my past no longer pays for my present, it's not as surreal. The thing about it, is not how you try to be nonchalant and put on a facade. It's more of getting down to business and talk to the problem itself. You know it, you face it, you cure it. In all brutal honesty, there's no two-way route to getting about it.

One day in the future, you'll look back and think how the decision made was arbitrary. How charming to be ignorant.

SA1, go as quick as you came.

a maturing mom(s)

Todays is sunday and also the third day I've been staying at home. Not mugging, but sleeping my headache and fever away.

On thursday, which is also just a day before Good Friday, my crazy aunts and mom decided to go out for a late night getaway. So in the end, we walked all the way down to Clemenceau and had deserts till the shops closed. The pastries they sold there was just so damned good. Just having a slice wasn't enough, we ended up buying 7 of it. But the pastry did justice to the price, a slice for 8bucks. Good things don't come cheap.
We headed down to Highlanders for a booze later in the night and had a go at Tequila and Martini. By the time it was 2, the aunties all got tired and we headed home. I don't know where did they find their energy for such activites but really, have you even seen a mum who just gave birth play so much? That ladies night was really awesome and everybody was just being crazy. I'm still waiting to age a little so I can go out for pubs with them next time.

Peace out

for you, for coming so close to me.

The rain was a bitch today and I stayed home just so I wouldn't stray when I'm out on the pavements. After so much hesitation, I decided to submit to my fate of having to packed my bursting closet. So at about 2.30, I started roleplaying maid to my closet, at 5, a teacher to my homework, at 6, a housewife cooking. At 7, I became normal and did all the homework my teachers assigned. Now at 10, I'm waiting for S factor to start. Some catfights before sports day starts.

Tomorrow is sports day, and I'm supposed to wear the carlsberg class tee to the stadium. Any of you good people that sees me, don't try to rip any beer off me. I have none.

So life, you're a total stranger during the holidays, which to be truthful, was just spent daily wasting it on clubs and nice books. A call I shouldn't have picked up, and words I shouldn't have believed, got me down to MaxPavillion, Chinatown nearing 12 and I wasted 50bucks getting there, getting in, and getting home. Life sux like that. I had the worst of all time there and I was still fuming when I woke up the next day.

Okay, S factor is here. Goodbye.

Don't Complane

I know if I keep my blog pictures free it's gon be boring. So while this isn't too overdued yet. Savour it slowly.

We love doodlions.

LauraA

He's the shortest in the group but still way taller than me. I'm on heels mind you.


LauraB hugging LauraA. No doubt, names given by me again.


On heels, On kerb. Still way shorter.


JANICE!~ One of my best bimbo, LOVES!

My boobs look ultra fake from this angle. Use fork to deflate it. HAHA.


Pretty Girls.

Ugly Guys.


Going out with them is always so entertaining cause they are such teasers. That night was an impromtu one yet so fulfiling cause I got to meet my janjan and LauraA. It's been months since I heard their voice so meeting up with them can always be such a great deal. That night, we got lost around the bugis area and I ended up back at home with blisters. The bimbo part of me wanted to wear heels and thats what I got for punishment. It's been 4 years since we knew each other and how time flies. From the geeks, we have changed. No wait, maybe only me and LauraA cause JanJan is still the geek. Haha! We ate the sub-standard food from Haji lane and Jan had to speed home early cause she had camp. That poor thing. Already tired out from all the band practice and she can't even get some good time off to rest.

My brain is facing a mild techinical difficulty. It's 1am and I've just completed 2 posts. So damned rare so savour my posts when they are delivered. Now, I'm off to content myself with brushing my pearlie whites and snuggle into the bed with my toy dog whom I've yet to name. Any suggestions just gimme a buzz. I like names related to food but if you find anything interesting for eg: big mushroom, golden king kong, flying flea. Yes, just leave a comment.

Jia is going off now, Nights!

You're free to go.

Gon do a quickie now that I can't sleep due to the burning sensation in my stomach. I hate it when menstruation knocks on my doors because when people have symptoms like food cravings and tendency to sleep alot, mine is having to shit alot. I wouldn't mind it if the shit is solid but unfortunately for me and my mum, it's really watery and stinks more than the usual.

It's just the start of April but I've already broken all the rules and guidelines I've set for myself. Looking back, I started out with resolutions like "Growing stronger in God", I've quitted church. "Don't squeeze pimples", I've squeezed those pus-filled thing and got rid of them from my face. "Grow taller and live healthy", I frequent Macdonald's and KFC when I hang out with BOB's (they have damn good stamina, they can go for up to 4 times per week) and to top it off, I haven't grown a damned mm. Blame it on bad discipline but I suppose resolutions are there just to make you feel like you're gonna achieve something but those that lived through half of their life, they'll know resolutions is just a facade to what a mess your life has been.

I've got something to rant about but I have no idea how to say it without hurting people too much. They say friends are indispensable in your life but what if you meet a friend who does nothing but to leave you behind whenever they progress? Do you still keep them with you, or just like the toxics, you flush them our from your system?

Right now, my feelings are all jumbled out, like it just tumbled into the washing machine. Guess I'll let it have a good wash before I fish them out and start organizing them.

Jia's Priority in Life:
1) O' levels
2) Family
3) Friends
4) Fun
5) Sleep
6) Eat
7) Shit

If you like, you may ignore the last 3. It's just totally crap but coming to think of it, I'm really made up of the last few.

The killer rockzilla, and his class of rockers.

Happy April Fool's Day! I know plenty of you are thinking of ways how to get your teacher but in my case, the rockzilla of the day really had us hoodwinked. Right after the "touch my body" korean version, it's test for the class and Mr Latiff seemed to be raging. He started ranting and talking about how our grades were disgusting and claimed we were all throwing some rubbish work to him. In order to really show his anger, he said it's a piece of rubbish for rubbish, something like an eye for an eye and appointed me to distribute the rubbish. I know, why me? The quiestest student in class and targetted by him. He went "Eunice, come!" Left with no choice and nothing to arm myself, I even dared a cheeky smile and said "april fools joke right?" Instead, he answered me like I was too insensitive and wasn't taking the whole situation seriously. I went and I was really trembling cause I don't like it when people, especially teachers get mad and I was the one who was getting the rubbish from him.

His bag was filled with envelopes and I really thought we were supposed to write him a letter to show our resolutions and how sorry we were for giving him shit all this while. And 5 secs after I gave the envelopes out....

IT WAS ACTUALLY JUST A BLOODY MARS BARS AND A LOLLIPOP!


It wouldn't do justice to him if I started swearing how good he was but really, it's the best prank of the year! He really scared all of us and made us get damned fidgety when he wrote :
1)The test won't last for jsut 30minutes
2)There will be one hard and one soft

Upon seeing that, who wouldn't treat it as some kind of punishment?!

So yea, MR LATIFF IS THE BEST ENGLISH TEACHER(((:

4e5 hearts him~ <333