i know i've been sucha naughty girl today. i've slept to 2.30 pm. i studied lyke 'kachang putei' today. and i'm not paying attention to my lecture notes though my last CT ish 35 hours later. i'm sucha irresponsible girl today.


but


i've


found


classics


while going thru my com.





now, just lyke i've told you. it's so classic. taken the time we haven't even got together. 24th april 2003. ain't it classic?

but we've grown up together. and definitely look better.



and even better.



yeah 'la'. better as so do i claim. hee.

going to bed now. 5 in the morning. how crap can i be. and king ish coming back into my arms in a day's time. yuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuupie!

i'm beginning to feel the stress. cos i've 3 presentations and 2 term paper to hand in after my CT. damn. i hate missing lessons and how evil ar you to keep notifications to yurself. trust me, there ar things i would choose to do alone NOW.

if you realise, i've been blogging one sentence nonsensical entries. and does it really bores you off? actually, i really hope it does. or would you rather read 5 lines paragraphs of my daily routine of sleeping, eating and studying?

talking about corset. i would very in much, want a corset wedding dress.

you know sometimes how strangers irritates you? why they kept thinking that they ar part of yur life and they start blaggering stuffs to you and they seem to be really clear of the matter. could you just shun off and mind yur own. or you ar just some maniac sticking a piece of unwanted jigsaw puzzle into my lovely frame. i don't get the point fer you to allow yurself in such fantasy. it creeps people off and softly in my heart, i despise you. i despise the way yur memory flows and creates a unknown world of yur own to self-indulge in it. gawd, you ought to take some pills.

i've always said, unless you ar guilty of above mention, don't bother about it. if it itches yur mind, i'm glad it does. and please follow simple instructions.

when should i start my 1800 literature review. eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeks. i hate attending seminars.

i know i have flabby arms w/o any muscles and no cup size of C.

but i wanna get a corset top or dress. a ultimate black victorian style. !!

here i am. trying to keep myself awake till 5 am. fer gawd knows what reason. perhaps waiting fer the moment king ish bombard by 5 sickening sms i sent him throughout the night about the frustrations. and trust me, i'm going to bed right after 5 with my phone off.

so it's king's and the jewel's 26th month together. *claps claps*
am happy to be virtually beside my darling.

shall be back studying.

and yeah, i lyke the way my blog appeals to me.

i love my blog. yes, i do. not becos i think my blog ish of good quality. infact, it's not. my english was never good at all and my grammer ish forever terrible. i still love my blog cos it allows me to go through thoughts i had before. mistakes i've made, rantings i've shouted, and every single pieces that adds up to this blog of mine. people do change as time pass by. their thoughts, their beliefs, their fancies. changes i've made in respond to the environment. and things i do not wish to blog about after the season i felt that my privacy, my style, my life has been invaded. i no longer blog as freely as i would or could. and perhaps it's time i'll shift. or perhaps it's time fer people to leave. and maybe things would turn out better. and time again would tell my decision.

king ish never off my mind. 9 to 11 pm ish the peak of my life. i've pick up different habits within days. i'll bring my hp everywhere i go. and after 9.30, i'll bring my house phone and hp everywhere i go. i'll type a sms draft at 9.30 so that i could send king in time.

am free these days cos of study and exam week. but ain't gonna blog much i guess. i'm beginning to detest some strangers. and that's bad.

i did illegal driving today. and gawd, i really don't know how to brake. haa.

am absolutely in a dull mood today. i realise that whenever i rely on ppl, i get disappointments. gawd, i never want to rely on anyone again.

am still missing my king.

i feel fear when he's not around. how terrible can it be.

so how did i spend my day without my dearest king. (this maybe a lil boring)

i tried to wake up as late as i could. 1 pm to be exact.

i went out fer brunch with mum and bro. did groceries till 5 pm.

rent 4 vcds which i will slowly place a nice time slot fer. went back home and caught the first one with bro. son of the mask. funny but lame.

slept till 8. kept tuning on the star sports to catch f1's qualifying race. and damn, they didn't broadcast it. and seriously i don't know why. i don't remembering encountering such problems with king around. i'll just pray at hard that the race will be screened.

ate my boring dinner and gosh i've forgotten how i spent the next hour. i just recall myself waiting fer king's phone call from 9 to 10 pm.

i spent 10 to 12 talking to king. but yeah, of cos not the whole two hours. he called me thrice. 2 after his bath. another illegal call at 10.55 pm. it all adds up to only mere 7 mins. i looked through all pics of my and king and did a wallpaper of us which i could lay my eyes on the moment i'm with my lappy.

i dragged and bath at 11.30 pm. watch my fav show a 12 midnight.

caught another vcd at 1 am. a series of unfortunate events. it's alright. at least it wasn't boring. at least i wasn't wondering off about king.

so the poor king called at 2.06 am cos he couldn't sleep and was missing me badly. i tried my best to kept tears, cheer him up and sooth him back to sleep.

i'm guess i'm pretty good in arranging my time slot. i slot everything in order, so that there wouldn't be a lonesome time. during commercial breaks, i'll go through every single of king's message in my phone. and in the process, realise that if my phone was stolen. i would cry soooooooooooooo very badly not becos of the value or afraid of dad's yells. i would cry becos the only things i left that keeps me close to my king ish missing. and gone. ooooh, better not let that happen. i would curse and kill the hp stealer.

so it's 4.16 now. and poor king has to be awake in another hour time. bye. i'll tuck into bed and pray fer him right now.

i was spending my whole day sending the king away from the palace. i skipped 1 major practical class and two lectures just to see a gimpse of my king the last time. 2 weeks ish oooh sooo long fer me. and i miss him the moment i board the bus home. it was a long and lonely ride home. i used to have the king's shoulders and his arms cuddling around me. i didn't drop any tear when i saw him far away from my vision. but lyke i said, i would. and it would happen in the night when i'm all alone again. i used to have king talking with me on the phone every single day fer 4 hours. i can't stop thinking about my king and won't stop sobbing alone. i know he misses me too cos he couldn't sleep at 11 plus. and sneak a call telling me so. i miss my king so much and i'm already planning hard fer the weekend 2 weeks later. awwww, though i'm sucha independent girl in my studies, i'm always ultimately dependent on my king. i can't imagine the weekends which he wouldn't be able to book out. i guess i would be devastated just lyke now. stop reminding me of king or my room floods. how am i gonna spend the 2 study weeks alone. blargh, i'm soooo lonesome. i'm lyke a lil baby missing her milk. waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaawwwh. )=

my thoughts ain't collective enough to write a decent entry.

fantastic four was filled with comedic shots but the ending was totally too short.

no more shoppng trips fer me.

the king ish leaving the palace fer his sail trip.

sobbbs.

life ish soooo unfair. i'll be having the next 2 weeks of break and yet king will be enlisted this week. who ish gonna spend the days and nights with me?

live 8 was the coolest concert. and how scary it is that every 3 secs, one ish dead?

yuppie, i've finally got one boho skirt today. too bad it's not long enough but i still love it.

you know how pearls and those big 'gong taos' ar in the fashion these days? they ar everywhere. the classic pearls ar still okay. but the black, purple, red, green and glitzery stuffs ar scary okies. especially the big 'gong taos'. makes you look absolutely lyke a nun.



i kept joking with king that, those ar actually white in the first place but when you curse someone, it will turn black slowly cos it has absorbed all yur sins. just lyke bad jade turning greener as time goes by. and ooh ya, those big button earrings that everyone's wearing. it's sooo retro.

if you really find sucha need to follow the fashion, don't waste yur money buying them. dig out yur mum's jewellery and there ish it!!







i remember the times i kept playing with mum's earrings when i was only 6. and theirs ar really classics oookies. ya don't even need a hole fer it. holes ar so unoriginal.



mummy's age use 'clip clip' style.



and there you hav the pearls too!

and lastly, the crappiest photo i've taken. a copyright of how young girls pose these days.

the 1, 2, 5 !!





ooookies. tt's all fer the day.

thursday has always been a day fer movies. and the episode will end next week when king goes fer NS. war of the worlds were ultimately great. i didn't even felt that it was too lengthy. it just kept my eyes glued to the screen. most importantly, i lyke the meaning behind it. it says they plan, came, conquered and lost not due to the weapons we created. everyone has a right to survive and human nature builds it's own immunity fer survival.

i wanna increase my wishlist. fer soooooooooooo long i wanted tiered boho skirts. i hope zara's sale will be able to get me one. and yeah, i wanna a big victorian ring fer my thumb. saw this fabulous one yesterday. but it cost freaking 29 bucks and dear dear, i'm totally broke. so we'll shall see what happens.

i know this ish so outdated. but i just saw this video and i tell you sometimes people ar just evil.

http://my.so-net.net.tw/sirwang/fur.wmv

another china's masterpiece. could they kindly do something normal. at least make sure that it's dead before you skin it. why skin it alive? why why why? why breed it just to skin it alive? don't you guys have any feelings? i hope you have nightmares every night. and yur next life ish a fox.

the other time i saw this china delicacies programme. they dig out intestines from swan and duck ALIVE right from their arse. and they made it a steamboat delicacy. crap. imagine someone digging up yur arse and pull out all yur intestine. eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeks.

why does it seem that i'm destined to meet mentally unstable 'ah peks' in buses. blargh... the first one was scary enough. he kept putting his head beside mine. and that was ultimately freaky. the only thing i could think of was to freeze. the other drove me to drop off the bus one stop before.

drumline was sucha a great movie. makes me think of the past when i was in military band. and makes me realise how awful a band would be if there weren't respect fer any. and i seriously still feel that the leader makes a big difference fer the whole team. if you don't respect the members who had give all their time and effort fer you, they will leave you nonsense worse than you could ever imagine. and don't blame them fer doing so, cos you did first by throwing their efforts/hardwork down the drain. and so do i still claim, we had a really bad leader. or should i say. teacher-in-charge.

i do not have any intentions to blog cos i know what i may blog today would be just negative thoughts. am not having a very good day. cos i'm tired and just simply tired. and the freaking aircon ish not working cos dad has been very selfish to occupy 2 aircons. am hot and tired. so that makes me in a even irritated mood. shall yell if provoked. that's how bad my temper ish now.

i think that people change day by day and sometimes even the best friend you know fer sucha long time ish just a ordinary hypocrite lyke others. so why bother when they don't pick up yur calls. maybe he thinks that you ar just the long ago history. don't fcuking give him a title in yur phonebook.

i may be a lil high maintanence but which girl isn't. tell me which estrogen hormone in particular doesn't lyke shopping? i can throw you forums and blogs showing you that there ar worst out there. don't throw me a damn and keep insisting that i'm a rich girl. did i ever said i was rich? have i ever boast to chauffer you around with my dad's fcuking bmw? no. no. no.

finally one thing to be ooooh soooo happy about. everyone's spending big bucks at mango's sale today. and i'm soooooo lucky that i'm not a victim. you'll soon see many mango clones around town. and oooooh, lyke i said i'm sooooooo not one of them. yeee haa...

i'm just sucha a ignorant bitch at times. do mind me.

http://www.ebaumsworld.com/flash/sayit.html

this is sooooooo not funny.

http://www.chrisapplebaum.com/

go have a look at paris's hamburger commercial.

i don't know why i got this mailer. but it's okay, i'll share so that you guys can put better use to it.

you seldom see me walking under the bright sunlight smiling. especially when it's early morning and i have to walk to the arse faraway busstop.

she maybe intellectual but she's sucha fake. and people acting lyke hypocrites behind others ar simply disgusting.

liars ought to die sinfully. and that refers to you, KING!

i woke up at 10 am to do both of my projects. how amazing ish that. yawn. am so sleepy now. can't stop thinking about that gojane tee, rhinestone hobo and future state skirt.

mr and mrs smith ish oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh soooooooooooooooooooooooooooo nice! am so sexually attracted to them. their bods ar perfect coupled with huge confidence. yummy. was smitten ever since angelina jolie was chosen fer tomb raider. i totally feel that it's her confidence that adds up to her beauty and sexuality. though brad ish so 40, but he doesn't look lyke it. and i bet he's one of the best 'botak' you can find.

batman begins ish also delicious. a show that's worth catching too.

was at marche just now.







i seriously think that my face ish WIDE and LONG. in other terms, fugly.

should i get this polo dress?

i had such a bad day and will not continue talking about it.

i tried not to probe into things i shouldn't.

do i make things sound better or ish it just superficial?

there's similarities in things that ar hidden.

i don't blame any fer not realising it.

cos maybe am smarter.

if only i know the reason.

you should put my credit to yurs. but too bad that strand of sentence didn't came out.

it's just getting even freaky everyday.

silence makes things worst.

if you love me or so,

you let it be known.

and yeah-da yeah-da... it was midnight madness sales last night at citylink and suntec. unfortunately, fcuk was as usual not in sale mode. so i left citylink and roamed in suntec. i wasn't expecting any shopping so lyke i said, i'm soooo not interested in shopping in sg anymore. cos seriously, their stuffs ar never nice. even topshop, mango and esprit can't live up the standard. and i always think that roxy sells "pasar malam" clothes. mango sells clothes that aren't suitable fer the sg weather. even if there's nice ones, you could most probably expect repetitions while strolling alone orchard. and those nice brands in sg sells mostly in an extravagant price range that a student lyke me will not afford to have.

and back to shopping last night. unknowningly, i got my green french terry but sadly without a hoodieeeeeee. still got it though it wasn't really my size. love it. it's yummy to me. i force king to get that agasi's sphere nike tee. cos it's darn nice.

that's all fer my bimbotic shopping entry.

school's relaxing cos i'm not touching my project. guilty and still being guilty about it.

midnight sales tomorrow. anyone wanna be there with me?

i wanna get a french terry zipfront hoddie. yummy...

did i ever told you that i'm soooo not interested in shopping anymore? and i really wish to sell most of my clothes now? yups.

cropped jeans are back. but will not spend any money on jeans anymore. 4 levis ish more than enough. afterall, sg weather ish soooo not suitable fer jeans.

if things can't go yur way, do it another way.

if you detest someone, let it be known.

if you see someone living in a lying fantasy, and yet doesn't wants to be awake. let them continue as long as it doesn't bothers you anyway.

if you know what's happening and nobody sees in that way, don't force time and let them be force to understand the truth. just let them see what they want the pretty image to be.

knowing yurself clearly in the picture, makes you be able to smile in a brighter light.

be friends and never foes.

yeah! my abercrombie skirt ish here. though i got it at quite a steep price and i know that fella did earn quite a profit from me. but it's still all worthwhile. the skirt looks yummy.

eeeeeeeeeeeks.. people ar boring. and yet they keep insisting sooooooooooooo.

just becos i'm facing the laptop, it doesn't mean i'm entertaining myself. i do have work to do too. and just becos i refused to look fer yur stuffs, you don't have to start being so bossy and take back yur 10 bucks from me. that's crap too, mum.

teamwork means it's a must to gather one fine day and put yur butts together, discussing and completing yur project. crap.

i hate it when my aunt ish coming on her visit. i get big zits at the same area. i get mood swings so badly. i feel so broke fer nothing. i feel sooo lonely in the middle of the night when king ish asleep and even talking to him seems so ultimately cold. i feel so uncomfortable. it's jus sucha terrible feeling stuck inside. yucks.

i feel lyke selling my gizeh now. cos i'm feeling so broke. any takers? brand new. 37. gizeh ice. regular. msn me.

caught madagascar today. it's relax and entertaining. photo entry.

things i got in just a week. fcuk tee, thanks to king. nike bag and my square cut jeans, thanks to myself.

horoscopes says that this year sagittarius will 'po cai'. seems true to me. so if i really will be broke no matter what, i rather the money to be spend on my shopping, food, family and of cos king.

online shopping has been a lil dull. cos there's no cheap deal! and nothing has attracted my attention. the things selling in sg ish simply boring. so don't even ask me to shop in town fer GSS. still fine being a shopping khaki. but i'm getting my abercrombie skirt this week. and i hope i will win that auction. hasn't been touching anything about my project. i feel so bad about it.

i'm being so narcissistic again. some pics before i went to look fer king after his work.





i lyke my hair color shade in this pic.



original.





far.



nearer.



fierce.

i seriously think they don't look lyke me.

makansutra at esplanade ish not that bad. the stingray ish much more better than newton's.

it's near 4 and i'm hungry. gonna get myself some subway before i fall asleep.

you know what i regret totally now. i should hav dump king in singapore. and left fer overseas attachment. how stupid am i to lose the chance fer an idiot who forgets what you've just spoken in 5 mins. gruesome pig.

you know what. i'm so not interested in blogging now. maybe it's temporary. maybe it's because i'm lazy. and when i'm lazy, i always feel that i type craps. and they would make people ultimately bored. and when people get bored, they switch to other blogs. but that's a good thing. it's a nice and easy way to shun irrelevant people out of here. anyway, my blog hasn't been that glamourous after all. i don't meet new people everyday, i don't club and drink, i don't have friends who have messy night life, i don't gossip about my friends, i don't attend parties, and bascially my life ish just as boring with school and projects. the most i do ish blunt out about people who irritates me, things that i don't see in a bright light, my quarrels with king and bimbotic shopping trips and wants.

i wanted to talk about killer heels on wednesday but i was too tired to do so. especially after you spend 9 hours doing yur miserable project. and that when you have no progress in paper work. it's no longer gonna be a whole paragraph talking about killer heels. i just wanna tell those shorties who wear killer heels and ish still shorter than me by half head, why don't you just wear comfy shoes and make yurself more comfortable since it doesn't make a difference if you ar wearing heels and limping and blocking the way. just be yurself. you ar born short then be it. it's not lyke people will laugh at you just becos you ar short. instead people will laugh at you cos you ar trying so hard wearing yur heels and if you fall, it would be worst. remember, they ar "killer" heels. and lastly, the guys these days ar kinda shorter than 1.7. so it's also an advantage to be short. at least you wouldn't encounter problems lyke what i have. where the guys around you ar the same height as you. you see, crapping makes a paragraph again.

but be sure that i'm not pointing my fingers at all short girls who wear heels to make themselves taller. it's just those who limp with their heels. and i think they would be more comfortable without them. okay, i'm just repeating myself again.

do not wish to insult any and get blamming fer it again. i'm just stating facts.

urgh, it has been a miserable entry of craps. wah laa. i'll continue to watch my golden melody awards. patty hsu, ling zhi ling and wang li hom ish definitely gorgeous and hunky. swips...

grammer errors unchecked. and when did i said my english was good? if you don't know me, don't act lyke you do. and close that smelly mouth of yurs. blaggerish childish idiots.

this ish what happens if you ar kept in a room to rush yur paper work. plus you have lotsa experiments to get into at the same time.



you go sad and wondering.
then you start to pull a long face no matter how ugly it looks.
and soon, you turn crazy!!



help. me.

could you believe that i actually cried during a boxing competition. contender's final was great. i knew sergio was gonna win. and yea, he did it. with all that determination fer his mum. but jesse didn't got his bronze award. that's sucha pity. cos i think jesse was deserving fer second.

american idol. carrie did a hellout of great job today. definitely much more better than bo's. but bo ish different. he's so much of a good performer. i wonder how the results will be lyke.

finale everywhere huh. i'm gonna catch champion's league tonight. liverpool ain't got nothing to lose. though i don't support any. but i truely hope it's gonna be a good match.

will not blog sense cos i'm tired. tired fer the whole day. tired fer having 5 hours of prac.

i want a polo dress. i want a XS polo dress! a black polo dress, or white? or green, yellow, purple? no pink, red, blue. abercrombie's or victoria secrets? oooooh, please grant me my wish.

i love green sooooo much till the extend i basically visit shops with green.

and i need to have king to keep telling me, "Stop yur greeny business!".

this week, i've bought green bracelet, green shoes, green nail polish.

and i'm attracted to green tees, earrings, dresses, chokers, bag.

school starts tomorrow. yuppie, i miss schooling.

officially broke. after all the roxy, fcuk, swatch fair.

it feels wonderful when you actually can do preparation and cooking better than yur mum. but it's just a little part of the whole sum. so mummy ish still the best.

i managed to kill to live crabs by myself. and at least i'm the only girl in the house that knows how.



crab chop into pieces.



tools. and ooooh, the most vital chopsticks ish missing. you need that to kill the crabbie.



nowadays, sauces come by easily. you have hainanese chicken rice paste, beef redang paste, sweet and sour pork sauce, cod steak sauce and many others.

i think prima's bak kut teh ish not too bad. as fer this chili crab paste, it's a little too sweet. so, add a little salt to neutralise. if you afraid of spicy stuffs, do not add too much additional chilli powder they provided.



cooking and stirring.



wahhh laaa. you have chili crab fer dinner!

3am.
yeah, i'm home. had quite a simple night out. fun. gotta get some sleep now. muacks to all. just wanna say i miss all my friends.

3.30am.
unable to get to sleep.
photobucket ish faulty these days. cos it's free, so we shall not grumble.

i wonder why my blog counter shot up to near 50 at 3.30 am in the morning. when i left home, it was still 1 (me). did something happen without my knowing? amazingly, i wish lesser audience.

random tots. actually it occured in my mind fer quite a few weeks. very soon after watching a show which i've forgotten the title. i wanna help needy people. if i were to see a begger, i wouldn't throw him some coins. i would rather get him a packet of rice to fill his stomach. and of cos, i hope he isn't cheating me. i wanna help needy students in their studies. not in the form of earning money. anybody in need to help? i can still be of a little help in maths and chemistry. perhaps some additonal studying techniques. i'm not a great teacher though.

done with my ramblings. haven't been in touch with any blogs recently. i hope my friends don't blame me fer not updating theirs. and do i have to repeat. i miss everyone so badly. school ish starting but i'm only left with xin. and into a new class fer the third year again.

i'm getting old. going fer the last year of poly. and it's soon 8 months to my birthday. haa. turning 19.

back to sleep!

may god (not exactly jesus, the god i believe exist in everyone's heart) bless you all.

and should i mention. the mickey shop in singapore ish awful.

have anyone seen my sassy girl's new cosmetic commercial?

i think she looks absolutely sexy.

this doremon guitar ish a cuttie. i found it at penisular.

my hair cut.



though i lyke the way it layers, it's far tooooooo short.





oooh, and i got that shirt fer near 8 bucks only. good deal hur hur.



the only thing i lyke about this new cut. my unequal bangs.

i look lyke a school girl again. gosh.

i'm so into pumps again. i've got two of them from hk last year, but seriously they are never comfortable. maybe i'm not suppose to wear pointed pumps. i wonder should i get those mickey mouse pumps i saw at city square. king says that it's soooo auntie. let me think about it again.

meanwhile, could someone please get me this.


http://page.auctions.shopping.yahoo.com/sg/auction/90041382

it looks ooooh so retro. and i love the green there. yummy. looks so lyke mummy's teen hoodie.

i think it looks good as a display too. haa.

give me an inspiration to blog. i'm so brain dead now.

new hair cut. if you ask me if it was nice, seriously i tell you that it's way too short. at least my bleach hair ish almost all gone. and soon, my hair will look normal again.

hair will grow. hair will grow!!

i'm getting all these tomorrow. yeah!!

roxy.












fcuk.




swatch.



birkenstock.



crumpler.



i'm sooooo excited!! cos i've got my pay check. i need to stock in fer school reopening next week.