Saturday, April 30, 2005
so i'm back after _ days.
the midyearexaminations are in days from today; you can actually count them down without using your fingers and HELL, that's scary.
besides, i've not mugged at all, AT ALL.
i've been passing through by sleeping and eating and telly watching and msn-ing :)
and seriously, it makes time fly by fast.
faster than you know it, and it's the three day weekend.
i could hardly sleep on thursday night, getting jitters for friday's biology/chemistry practical.
it all looked and seemed pretty easypeasy to understand the-already-done practicals.
but whenever i tried to get close-eye, i felt i didn't read through something else.
you know, the feeling like you missed or left out on something?
it's a feeeling of __________.
so here's yet another deal, the practicals were just confusingly complexed.
being a chemistry/biology practical amateur, i didn't know where or how to start.
i didn't know how to pour/measure a five centimetre cube of solution,
even when the measuring cylinder was in front of me.
instead, i poured what i estimated : )
worst off, i couldn't speak or i'd be spotted for cheating.
i couldn't turn around to show off the pretty coloured solutions.
i couldn't turn around to get some awesome help.
i couldn't do anything but stay silent and shut up.
HOW TERRIBLY INTERESTING.
in the evening, i went out with ______ and _______.
it was ___ ___________.
we still have ___________ to twist.
_____ and ______ and _______ to entertain us through the night.
I CAN'T WAIT.
enough already, i'm sniggered.
12:57:00 AM
her point of view;
Sunday, April 24, 2005
to US, it's hillarious and trust us, very very very time consuming.
(private joke, you see)
i had to edit the names though, so it's me and her for you.
it may seem that at points, it may be rather random, certain parts are taken from real life incidents and others are just downright silly but to HELL, we're lians for life :)
SERIOUSLY, don't mind us.
girls just wanna have fun and besides, it's a sunday.
it is to be continued . . .
whatever has been said is fucking tiresome, we swear.
pArApArAqUeEeNniEeExXx
hIpHoPpERcHIckZzx
her:
eH WaLOw ehX,
YEw DUnCh tInk yEw bERlI KeWlZ HOrXz, i WiLl CoR My gAng 875 tO CuM aNd fInd
YeW ArGX
her:
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
me:
eU tHiNk I vErI sCaRe Ah?
me:
eU tHinK eU haF gAnG cOol wOrZzxXxXxx/.
her:
oF cOURsE kEwLz lArX, YeW TInk yEw cAn NiHoW SaY sAy oNli aRhX. kAnInEh!
me:
cHeEbAI kIaAa!
me:
kAnInAbEi
me:
udDeR tImE sEe eU aT tHe pAsTa
mAnIa, eU thInk eU yOu cHiObu hARrZzxZZ?
her:
(NO NO , its
kanineh the ai bu pai the fucking cheebye kanninah!)
her:
UdER tIme See ChEw At taKA Yew tInkCHeW kEWLz WiTh Your SoPpInG baGs haRZXZX
her:
Hhahahahaha
her:
(no la, only
saw you with one bag)
her:
LOL
her:
bUd I nOeX yEw
dIS Kind OwAzEX OnI nOe hoW tO sHop SHop kInd OnezXz
her:
OnI nOE HoW 2
sPeND uR LaO bU mUni oNixzm ChEeBAi LarHx
me:
OsO DAt tImE hOr, sAw u At thE
cIneLeiSuRe, i gO uP eScAlAtOr wIth jAnEt anD raChekl, u tHiS chEebbAi facE
sTarE aT mE 1 KInd hoOooRRr
me:
dEn wHEn u sEe mE hOr, u cHaNgeE
yoUr dirRecTiOn OkAyyXxXxxXx
her:
YeW TInK YeW OWn
dA eScAlaToR HaRz, i STeP uR ProBLEmZ Is ItXZ, i StaRE Ur pRoBzZX Is It hArzx
her:
YeW TiNk YeW
TaLlEr ShO bERlI cOoL HuhXZ, YeW FAt hOpeX !
me:
nI fUcKeR sIazZZz
me:
mY HuBbbY fROm gANg 123
hoRrrZXxXx
her:
mUdDeR FaRkErZx!
me:
yOu mEsSs wItH
wRonG geR liAOz
her:
mUdDeR FaRkErZx!
her:
YeW sHO yOUnG
GoRT HUbBy, WaNt tO HOw JiaN Onexz!
her:
cHeAp nU ReN Oni
HaRxHaRX
her:
NI KaNabAngXZ
wORxz!
me:
mY pRoBlEm wOrRRZZzXxXx
me:
mY tHinG aLsO wAnT tO sO kPO!
her:
HaNna iSh uR
PrObxZx oNe wAtZ
me:
sHo nOw mE tElL yOu, waTcH oUt
her:
Hu IsH wAnTin
tO Kpo, iSH YeW wAn To saE sAe aLl oNiXzXz lOrHx
me:
yOur HousE ouTsIdE, i WilL pUt
thE piG hEAd *oInK
her:
WaTcH I wATcH
YeW CrYxZx
her:
yEw oSo DUnCh
nOe wHeRe I isH lIvIn OnExZ.
her:
BuD i iSh nOEiNG
WhEre yEW sTay
her:
sHo yEW sHuLD bE
Da oNe hU iSh WaTChIn OuTxZ!
her:
I OrAdI sAe isH
uR HoUsE dEr OnE wAtsxz
me:
mY hOusE tHE shWimImMInG poOol
her:
yEw StEwPiG
GerLZ YeW
her:
I wIlL PusH YeW
DoWn DeRE
me:
sO nOw YoU tHinK i cAnnOy yO
yOng haRxXX?
me:
wO nA daO gOld dE meDal!
her:
I IsH a sTArs
YoU YoUNgEr oKiEzX
her:
CuM LARxz We
wIlL sChWIm And bAtTle OuT de WorXZ
me:
oKaY lA
me:
wE wIlL aLL sEe wHo sTuPid aNd
usE the fRoat!
her:
I wiLl sChWiN
And AlsO dRiNK Da SPriT fROat Ang GiB yEW sEe!
me:
tAlK sO muChHhxXx OnlI
me:
sOorRRi haRZ!
me:
aCtioN iS aLwaYs sPeAkinG
lOudEr DEn dE wOrdS hoR?
her:
hAnNA Sho wE
fASTeR aCtIoN LaRX
her:
YeW iSh dA oNE
dAt ISh oWaZ no TimEX AlL
her:
OwAX GiB exCuse
SaE yEw goRT skOoL
her:
bUD i isH
NOeINg yEw DIs kIND OSo GOrT pOn sKoOl oNeXz
her:
Sho YeW duNch
CUm And PrEtEnD OkIEx
her:
YeW sEe NoW yEw
IsH sHo quIEt cU z Yew Noe I aM riGHtXz!
You have just received a Nudge!
You have just received a Nudge!
her:
sHo Now yEw IsH
sCaReD ORAdDI !
me:
yEw tHiNk you nUdgE mE you Win
dEEeEE?
her:
yEw wAnT To
diAm DIaM oNiz, ScARED HaRX!
me:
i nOw taLkInG tO mY gInaAa~
me:
wAnT tO pRan pRan wHeRE to bEaT
yOurR bIgbrEaSt
her:
JeAlOUs dAt i
gOrT BeeG OneX dEn SaE lORhX
her:
I cAn use DEm
And SmaCK yEw Dezx
3:34:00 PM
her point of view;
Monday, April 18, 2005
i wasn't wonderwoman in the end, i didn't run from home.
instead, i made a bible of excuses so i'd be able to get out of the house the next afternoon.
"mummy, i'd have to go over to a friends' to do some uncompleted geography assignments since i haven't been in school the past two days, don't expect me home early cos' i might return late."
i'm not happy lying though.
and for that, i was given cash and a permit to leave the house :)
instead, it was a whole diversion from there.
the evening in town and dinner at serangoon garden's with the lim lee.
not long after, i was picked up by the kings, vijay and evan.
I AM THE ROYAL BUM WHO SITS IN A BMW AND A MERC LATER.
we drove to arab street for sheesha.
sheesha; it's like you inhale flavoured smoke?
OH HELL, it was pretty difficult to inhale properly since i've no experience in smoking.
but the strawberry flavoured smoke was the neatest.
then between the inhaling, it was the usual private jokes and laughing and it was getting a little late.
so, we decided to headd home.
I LOVE EVERYONE ON SATURDAY NIGHT.
boobooshittle dee,
are-you-telling-me-is-this-the-sign-vijay,
baaaaaad bboooooyyy evan.
and on a pathetic note,
i ran my 2.4km run like a cow.
time to charge, sleep.
audio;
satisfaction (club remix) - benny benassi.
3:34:00 PM
her point of view;
Friday, April 15, 2005
i'm running away from home tomorrow.
i've packed my bags and i'm ready to run.
i'm exhausted having to listen to my mothers' incessant nagging.
i've put up with it enough and still, she hasn't found time to just shut up.
where ever i go, she has something to add.
even if it were to be the smallest thing, she'd still go for it.
take for example, i didn't switch off the fan cos' i was in a hurry and guess what?
it's a fifteen minute nag session from there.
I FUCKING HAD ENOUGH.
my limit to tension has reached it's peak.
i hope my mother knows, i wake up in the mid morning with anxiety attacks.
i'm leaving.
8:27:00 PM
her point of view;
Tuesday, April 12, 2005
SURPRISE?!
don't expect me to be all sugar and spice and everything nice, anymore.
enough is seriously ENOUGH.
how many worlds do you want the best out of?
just because you're younger and we're all older, doesn't mean we're going to shower you with love and pretend it's only just your immaturity.
and then later, get a tiny piece from all ___ (fill in the numerics yourself, because you should only know better) worlds.
and if you haven't forgotten, people DO have feelings.
even sadly, for the six girls i have in mind.
OH, i'm sure you didn't expect me to walk that few metres to pass you your jersey, right?
that would be absolutely mortifying if i did.
now why'd i want to waste a few seconds of my time, a little muscle work and tolerating the amount of agony i've been through when i can simply throw it over?
if you've so much time to fiddle around with girls, i don't see why you can't walk over to get your jersey in a less aggressive way :)
I'M DONE FOR NOW.
3:03:00 PM
her point of view;
Sunday, April 10, 2005
i'm running out of time; time to study and time for retail therapy.
i'm running out of clothes; i need tops and bottoms and belts and three quarts and lingerie.
i'm running out of shoes; pumps and heals and maryjanes and birkenstocks and i'd love a pair of manolo blahniks and the blackpink adidas sports.
i'm running out of earrings; more sixties black and white earrings would do good.
i'm running out of money; i'd rob a bank.
i'm running out of love?; HAHA, i guess we can all relate to this.
i'm running out of handbags; CHANEL BLACK AND WHITE LIGNE CAMBON MULTIPOCKET BAG, would be the cherry on top of the cake.
i'm running out of shape? another one some of us can relate to.
i'm runnning out of reasons to be running out of.
so i'm running out of words.
I'M TIRED OF WATCHING THE WAY YOU LIVE YOUR LIFE FROM AFAR.
3:35:00 PM
her point of view;
Monday, April 04, 2005
i am going against myself.
besides not doing ANY self-study at home, i can't pay at least five minutes of attention in class?
my mind and fingers linger off, to where?
my mobile ):
understanding that mathematics is a really vital subject in order to get to poly, i do not do anything to improve my basics.
my grades are starting to dip.
today, i got home and was eager to complete the chemistry worksheet on further calculations.
i prepared new sheets of fullscap,
my textbook,
previous examples for reference,
formulas and equations,
and the worksheet of thirteen questions until,
i found myself sitting there and aimlessly staring at the questions and constantly flipping through the past questions and still i didn't get it?
it took me twenty minutes to figure i didn't know the damn solutions.
it took me the same twenty minutes to find i had only written my name and the date down and had not answered even one question.
and it took my another five minutes to give up, keep everything and leave it for schhool tomorrow.
and yes, one minute to figure i'm a failure.
i'm only good at shopping and crying over spilt milk.
the classmates: "you look really smart but you're actually pretty dumb."
i have to agree.
4:03:00 PM
her point of view;
Sunday, April 03, 2005
i've been watching your world from afar
i've been trying to be where you are
and i've been secretly falling apart
unseen
to me, you're strange and you're beautiful
you'd be so perfect with me
but you just can't see
you turn every head but you don't see me
i'll put a spell on you
you'll fall asleep
when i put a spell on you
and when i wake you i'll be the first thing you see
and you'll realize that you love me
sometimes the last thing you want comes in first
sometimes the first thing you want never comes
but i know that waiting is all you can do sometimes
can i put a spell on you?
4:22:00 PM
her point of view;
Saturday, April 02, 2005
last night is captioned FUCKING HECTIC.
let's write out the misery (just in case some wanted to know what
happened);
six girls (myself, koko, mich, azy and stacey and hostess, amy) at amy's house.
two large bottles of vodka (a horrid 80% alcohol content), nine cans of barons and food for a sidekick.
indian poker and black jack and betting on ten cents.
an hour or two later, azy's gone and gone off the alcohol.
she fell into deep sleep with a few slight moments to puke into three bags.
and constantly murmuring to herself (which was highly fascinating to
watch).
we got her cleaned up and she slept soundly after with not much hodgepodge.
next down, was stace (who very much turned violent later).
war raged when she started hitting us all and from god know's what, she seemed schizophrenic for that split second.
i could swear, stacey's condition was far too rampant and nobody could tolerate it no more.
inbetween all the drunkness and mess, amy started to break down with confusion.
it was getting a little late and we felt azy should be on her way back home before anything should happen after.
koko and mich sent azy home while another story begins.
there was amy and i and stacey who was going wild.
she kept hitting herself on anything hard and throwing up at any available space
(like the bed and the entire three quarters of amy's
room).
and you can guess as much, amy was miserable.
we decided to give up on stace for awhile and calmed ourselves down in the toilet.
poor amy, but i kept reminding her to laugh it off and which she did for a while :)
but soon, this SERIOUSLY had to end.
we pushed and screamed at stace trying to get her to turn sober somehow.
so here's the deal, we pulled her into the toilet, splashed her with absolutely cold water and left her there for about twenty minutes to literally cool off.
BUT, it didn't work.
she kept force vomitting and even amy's sister and boyfriend had to help.
YOU WOULD NEVER UNDERSTAND THE HAVOC.
we did ample mopping and we were tired out of everything.
tired out of cleaning, feeling miserable, pulling stace in and out of the bathroom, screaming at her and then getting her to change into fresh clothes.
IT WAS JUST TIRESOME.
her daddy and brother kept calling her handphone and stace kept giving us wrong and drunk instructions to inform her daddy of her whereabouts.
then with the amount of anger amy had, she pulled out her dirty clothes, changed her into fresh ones and dragged her down to go home.
THAT WAS HILLARIOUS ITSELF.
we waited for a cab and i had to constantly remind her to hold up whatever she had to throw up until she got home.
there was no way she is ever going to puke into the cab and create another disaster for us to clean.
BUT SAD TO SAY, she threw up in the cab.
okay, we sent her to her door and left briskly after.
got into another cab and headed back towards amy's place to meet mich and koko AGAIN.
we talked about it all, laughed it off and we parted after.
SO THAT'S A HECTIC STORY TO TELL.
but for now, i'm late and i've to meet koko and let's see, laugh it off again and go shopping.
HAHA :)
but seriously,
michelle; we were partners in the mopping scenes and the silently throwing koko's beer away and everything inbetween but thank you REALLY.
koko; you were just the independent person for this situation.
amy; OI, don't think about it (you should know what i'm getting at) and just laugh it off like i told you to do yesternight. it worked right?
azy; thank you for turning willingly and cutely when i asked youu to rotate a little (but i'm sure you wouldn't remember a thing). i swear you were hillarious!
stace; nothing more to say accept, no more drinkiing for you SERIOUSLY.
1:29:00 PM
her point of view;
