I realised I got tagged by Lis.
Here's to boredom.

7 Random Things About Me:
1) There's a small scar on my head.
2) My eyes are.."unequal"(in case you haven't noticed).
3) I'd rather soggy fries.
4) Has a sudden addiction to green tea.
5) Makes me pee alot though.
6) Gets high on alot of things (ie teh ice).
7) Can be VERY random.


7 Random Things That Scare Me:
1) God
2) Flying bloody cockroaches
3) The idea of ants crawling all over you
4) Misfortune
5) Not passing poly
6) Texts from ex-bfs
7) God.Yes,again.

7 Random Music at The Moment:
1) Unfaithful,Rihanna
2) For you I will,Teddy Geiger
3) Never wanna make you cry,Kevin Lyttle
4) Stellar,Incubus
5) So Sick,Ne-yo
6) In those jeans,Ginuwine
7) Im in love with a Stripper,T-Pain

7Things I Like Most:
1) Old sketches in my diary
2) Breezy walks
3) Sunsets
4) Photography
5) Good company alongside good food
6) Mak's place
7) (many many stuff)

I don't have catch phrases.
I don't think you people wanna do this.


And I didn't think it'd be long.Goodnight.

I couldn't help it.

Walking down memory lane just now,did nothing close to lifting my spirits up.What it did do,was make me fear of wandering strays and have sore feet to go home with.It's never the same without you,is it?

You only asked once the other time.The next,would probably be when we're bearing wrinkles and sporting pot bellies yes?

Sigh.



I need this.Now.



Random thought:

It amazes me how my brother,gets girls to talk to him every bloody night.And you people call me a flirt.HAH.Then again,maybe it's in the genes.

It's amazing what cheesecake and an old flame-cum-best friend can do to you.Oh the joy!

And blueberry/strawberry cheesecakes are officially my comfort food.

(anorexic and insomniac)


You're pretty much the only one,
who can make me feel better now.
But it's just fucking sad you don't know.

How do you tell someone you care alot about that his/her attitude sucks?

Where are all the good blokes when you need 'em?

Those who will listen and cling to every word you say,then comfort you with sweet nothings.Those you had a fling or two with but are just friends now.

Bloody hell.



random:
I ought to just stop telling people I'm in "Horitculture" and say "I'm in a course where I learn everything about plants".Everyone don't seem to understand what it stands for.

Maybe Shaz was right afterall.With every new hairstyle,comes a new personality.

For one,my stomach has deprived me of alot of food.The number for the whole week,would pretty much fall below the number of fingers I have.Apparently,the stomach thinks it's alot.

Mother's pretty much worried now and thinks her daughter's going to be anorexic or something.She thinks I'm losing alot of weight,whereas I think I'm gaining (I haven't been exercising what).

And just now,I was thinking of running around my estate.Me liking running is like asking the world to be square.Unlike my bestfriend,I hate running and I suck at it.Alot.

There's other shits,of course.Something is definitely wrong but I can't seem to put my finger to it.Damn.

Anyhows,met Lin and Farhan just now.We went to fill up for Starbucks and we're keeping our fingers cross.I for one,really am in need of cash.


Anyhows..here's the new hair.



{p/s the fringe/bangs/whatever is at its most sane}

There's more of you now,
when we're not together.

We'll never be able to understand each other,
isn't it?

Gone are the waves,
straight straight lines are in.

My reflection is how a cinoneh now.The many many solutions/creams/paste that was spread all over my head,has made me smell like the salon itself.And what's that hair covering my forehead?It's supposedly bangs/fringe but now,there's not the slightest clue.

Haiyah.Looking like a typical chinese is the least of my wants.You know,those who have uber straight hair and are forever fussing as to how their hair's out of place.Where else would your freaking straight hair go?I'm sure gravity's doing it's job.

Give me a break,woman.

This is definitely something to get use to.Ho well.

"hello there,mister."

Since self-entertainment was very much needed,this text message was sent out yesterday.The guessing part is solely yours to do.

Oh boy,oh boy.
I can be sucha a sucker for you.heh:)

Flipped back to 10march2006..

At that point of time,that was some shit.
Right now though,I wouldn't mind having some.
(Solely for entertainment sake.)

Tends to be like this,when there's no spark in life.

Ever since his trip back from the land of yellow communist people,Nisa's dad has been in a very bitchy mood.What the hell is up with that?All he does his fucking scream unnecessarily,wanting everything done in a system (aka his bloody way).

There are times when his daughter would like to be all deaf and when it gets unbearable,she screams back.This would of course lead to a battle of screams and eventually he "wins".Of course,it's only because she doesn't give a shit ass about what he thinks anymore.He's been insignificant of late anyway.

And so what if I'm still up on the damn computer?Like the many previous years of school,with you screaming in the background,hasn't taught me what's good or bad for me?As if I still need to be told constantly.Spare me la.

It really also isn't my fucking problem if you heard wrongly,about how long my holidays are.He thought it was only a week,when it's actually two.Would you use common sense for once?If I had to choose between sleep and blogging,the obvious choice would be the former.

I can't stand you la.

I just appreciate you giving the sperm.
That's what Father's Day is all about,isn't it?

My tummy's been having too many a sinful treat.If digesting those oily things goes any further,my body will have more cellulite than there is already.

Bimbo talk,you say?Yesirree.And it's worst when I actually know of people,who are actually battling serious issues with obesity.

Media has injected us with trends to follow and have been telling us the phony meaning of perfection.Flip a Seventeen mag and you see all these stick-like things,photographed with clothes from major labels.Like hello?Half of the cost we pay for is just so,we could have their stinking labels on our boobs and arses.

Visit Orchard and you see that there are too many who longs to be like Paris Hilton.They sport the mask of 10inches thick make-up,to cover their almost (if not already) flawless skins.

(Speaking of the socialite,she appeared in "Veronica Mars" as a dumb blonde.The one who did the casting sure know her stuff.I think it's a one-time thing,though.You ought to catch the show every Sunday @ 6pm.Lead girl's so sassy and smart.Back to reality.)

You see..
It's the people who have it all,who still yearn for more.The skinny are complaining of things like "back fat" or "bra fat".Like omigosh,back fucking fat?(It's apparently,that layer that plops up when you wear tight jeans.It's in today's Sunday Times)

Media makes us dumb.

Those people should count their lucky stars.It's not as if you're born blind or have become paralysed waist-down.Thank God I've a mum who constantly reminds me.If you don't have one,stick a post it.

It's human nature to pick out our imperfections.But the next time you do so,ask yourself whether you really have a dilemma.

Me: Why do you always go for girls with low IQ?
Brother: Because they're easy.

How easily predictable they are.Have I also mention that his vocab is puny?Sad,I know.It's thankful that we can still converse,unlike the girls he talk on MSN with.tsk.


Someone acompany me to the beach,please?
Em yes.Me has fetish for it now.

Firstly..
Thank you mother dear for screaming at me on the phone.You're the best mum for caring so much,wondering where in sg her daughter is (who isn't safely home at midnight).You're the bomb:)

(p/s the above did not come with sarcasm)








- - - -

This is when you need theraphy:
You start lying on your bed.A nanosecond later,you start leaking tears without any rhyme or reason.





- - - -

And theraphy was what I got today.

Rounds of pool with the usual bunch,then there was a random suggestion of heading to ECP.And considering my condition yesterday,I pretty much needed it.

The sea breeze whisked through my hair,the stars winked at me.The rhythmatic waves were music to my ears,and it felt as if it had arms to comfort me.

Tranquility.

As I savoured every moment,the tears were threatening to fall.Partially reminded of the many fond memories but mostly,because I really needed this.

Time and circumstances have made me neglect myself,causing me to bottle everything up.One fine day,someone's going to get my handprint on his/her face or crumble and cry.I fear for myself sometimes and wonder what would become of me.

Today,I let abit of it go.At least I know,that it'll be awhile before I breakdown again.And the next time I do,I'm just a stone's throw away from theraphy.

Thank you Tiff,Alex,Prisc,Kenneth,Melv and Clarence for today.You don't know how much it means to me but I thank you for the company.

Clarence Leow..
You're the only sane person that I'd have a serious boobs-and-man convo with.It'd be my honour to answer the FAQs of Adam&Eve and the burning question:

"Why am I still single?"

You've caught a glimpse.

And like impulse,
everything was relive.

You try hard to resist,
but it's the inevitable.

Gorgeous,yes?




Everyone knows what a sucker I can be when it comes to you.

A mere glimpse,a mere thought.All that's needed for me to start rummaging through the "treasure box",seeking out all the petty things you gave.Like the bear still lingers of your scent (or it could just be my damn memory kicking in).

All over the walls of that tiny space,the one at the bottom of me crany little heart,has your name scrawled over.You know what's the worst part?That it's never faded,as of written only yesterday.Boo.

Fate has gave distance between us,more than I can ask for.Yet you know what?She decides to play with me and let's you haunt me in my dreams,when she feels like it.It comes especially when I'm at my peak of self-denial or low self-esteem.

The many words you uttered and wrote?

Like giving a baby candy,poisoning her young little mind.I'd grew weak in my knees easily,everytime I hear those caramel words of yours.And how you loved how it worked,didn't you?Because it gave you control,a notch up your already-swelled ego.

Those words were just created for fascade sake,bearing no significance whatsoever.There was more hurt done than good,this I should know better.


But I suck and still believe them.
Maybe I still love you.

HAPPY LEGALITY,TIFFANY ANG!

Yesterday,



HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANYWAY,
MARY ANN JANELLE LEE !

suddenly I feel depress all over

Summarising my trip..
it was alright.

The only problem I encountered was probably,
1) lack of shopping (yes a problem,when your clothes shrink)
2) bringing home all the stuff (most of which was mum's)
3) the overwhleming unnecessary thoughts caused by boredom


Maybe it'd be a good thing to stay away from long road trips.

All I could do was wonder when in time,would my eyes see the familiar roads with those familiar green signs.Instead,blue signs with names unheard of and more of malaysian license plates.There was the lack of sleep from previous nights due to the visit of my dear monthly friend yet sleep,was the least on my wants-list.

Maybe it was home-sickness.

Or it could be the fact that when you're (or I,or the matter) bored to your wits and there's nothing to do,except sleep away time or think.Think I did,not to mention think unnecessarily and reminisce.

From thinking how hectic tomorrow's gonna be to wishing how I'd be if things were so different."if" is the word here.Would you be suprise that when it stopped,relieve overcame me?Safe and relieve.Continuing would lead to light sobbing and occasional tearing.

I shall make the much needed visit to lalaland soon.
Nowww...where are my sleeping pills?

Facial today came as a suprise to me.

For once,there wasn't the very excruciating pain I had to bear (there was pain,just not unbearable).In fact,the beautician who did it made it so fab that I want to go to facial.

Now,when did you ever hear me say something like that or even,close to that?

Departure for KL tmr will be 9pm-ish and as usual,there's packing to be done.Mummy has also added to my to-do list tomorrow,which includes her errands. The only joy that I find in the trip,would be the fact that I would be meeting my dear cousin.

And she being the sweetheart she is,would be bringing me around for RETAIL THERAPHY.My clothes have shrunk (making no space whatsoever for my in-the-way boobies) anyhows and lady of the house has given me the green light.

Anyone want anything from KL?Besides the bubblegum.



----


{p/s}
The hair's going to get some rebonding,
and I'm still thinking as to how I should cut it..

Will someone help?

(Apparently,Photoshop's addictive and no one told me.)

It's nice to know that your brain is still a-okay,despite after last-minute cramming (and lack of sleep).Have I also mentioned how wonderful my class is?

Take today for example.PAM paper today had a 2hr duration,yet half of the class was out in a quarter of the time.

And since I was home very early,I decided to meddle my way around Photoshop.Something that's yet to be mastered,but at least I know how to merge pictures now (mind you,self-learned).

So I did this..


Mr melvynmartinchong,you're missed.

I think the last I saw him,was a month ago.

Standing in front of the mirror,my reflection seemed like that of a semi-pregnant lady (if there's even such a term).Guess there was too much of compensation for yesterday's hunger pangs.

No,I'm definitely not pregnant (not to mention still virgin).Because 1) I had my period 2weeks ago and 2) I haven't had any form of sexual activity in a long time.

Us girls ought to look on the brighter side of that monthly-visit.Like,you'll definitely know you're not pregnant (unless you're planning to).

Sorry loves.A much random topic was needed for a little side-tracking.There was an overload of monocots & dicots etc,you see.Everyone must be going,"Yeah Nis.Of all topics."



Too much studying,with 3hours of sleep.
"Drained" would be an understatement.

What a beautiful smile,
can it stay for awhile?
On this beautiful night,
make everything right.

It is near impossible to digest on the functions of different types of cells and tissues right now.

There's all the technology at home,that's very distracting.Half of the day was spent with the tv remote and also struggling with the fact that,my food chamber's all empty.I've also succumb to the computer's brightly-lit screen,like moths to light.

I ought to drag my ass to the nearest starbucks and start on the memory work I've to do.It's impossible to sit at the table and try to even read.

Oh.Did I also mention the procrastination done?


(I'm trying to push blames here,can you tell?)



----

Mum's still not back from m'sia and the brother just left for some part of sg.

GAH.

I better go,if I'm even thinking about passing.

This is what Nis does,in PAM practical.


the microscope.



bloody thin sections of cells.

I just had to take my section of cells that day,since it was the first that I did really well.What topped it off was that,I was the first to finish:)

Today was one of those days..

Where your dressing is beyond horrible.
.
.
.
.
.
And you just had to bump into some cute guy you know.

(you just had to die on me last night,didn't you?)

Another turned 7teen yesterday..


birthday girl.

From the cake-cutting,podium dancing,tequila shots (for the alcoholics) and coke (for the non).We even had our own private room (and almost everything else),kudos to Sharm.

Birthday girl also had a shoutout from the DJ and a bar trick from the bartender.It had something to do with alcohol (duh) and fire.

But it was too bad,most of the time the guys were just standing around and looking for some humping.Everyone else,were trying to pull off PCD acts.-grins

Me wonder what Rilla will be up to when she hits legality.


Ladies Night @ Desire
top (L-R): suzy,nisa,shaza,sam,sharm
below (L-R): yasmeen,rilla,feez

And it was just too bad we don't have a picture together from last night..

The hideous chore of doing my IT apllications homework,is finally done.What's going along with it is one chapter of Chemistry.

So what's left,would be...

1 more Chem chap.
2 more PAM chaps.



Now for a short break out at Boat Quay.

Today's the first lesson on web designing,but home is where my big fat ass is.Having not only wake up with tears because of a nightmare,I also woke up late for school.

Hence,the decision to skip school.

Lin (or anyone for that matter),
cepat teach me how to do a collage using Photoshop.
pleeeeeaaasseeeeee.

Clicked my way through friendster(with the permission of someone else's account,of course).Ten clicks afterwards,every window was closed.You see,too many Photoshop-edit pictures will damage your eyes.No eye-candy either.

Speaking of which,bestfriend is wondering why there's no one that takes my fancy.That will make two of us.-shrugs.

Here's some love from us two.



today was gorgeous,bestfriend.
i want to do it again:)


{p/s}



i think she looks hot here.

25o788;NP-HLM
[msn] silverbubble_gal@hotmail.com

-
I always wonder what it'd be like..
To be able to sleep amongst the clouds.

I realised I got tagged by Lis.
Here's to boredom.

7 Random Things About Me:
1) There's a small scar on my head.
2) My eyes are.."unequal"(in case you haven't noticed).
3) I'd rather soggy fries.
4) Has a sudden addiction to green tea.
5) Makes me pee alot though.
6) Gets high on alot of things (ie teh ice).
7) Can be VERY random.


7 Random Things That Scare Me:
1) God
2) Flying bloody cockroaches
3) The idea of ants crawling all over you
4) Misfortune
5) Not passing poly
6) Texts from ex-bfs
7) God.Yes,again.

7 Random Music at The Moment:
1) Unfaithful,Rihanna
2) For you I will,Teddy Geiger
3) Never wanna make you cry,Kevin Lyttle
4) Stellar,Incubus
5) So Sick,Ne-yo
6) In those jeans,Ginuwine
7) Im in love with a Stripper,T-Pain

7Things I Like Most:
1) Old sketches in my diary
2) Breezy walks
3) Sunsets
4) Photography
5) Good company alongside good food
6) Mak's place
7) (many many stuff)

I don't have catch phrases.
I don't think you people wanna do this.


And I didn't think it'd be long.Goodnight.

I couldn't help it.

Walking down memory lane just now,did nothing close to lifting my spirits up.What it did do,was make me fear of wandering strays and have sore feet to go home with.It's never the same without you,is it?

You only asked once the other time.The next,would probably be when we're bearing wrinkles and sporting pot bellies yes?

Sigh.



I need this.Now.



Random thought:

It amazes me how my brother,gets girls to talk to him every bloody night.And you people call me a flirt.HAH.Then again,maybe it's in the genes.

It's amazing what cheesecake and an old flame-cum-best friend can do to you.Oh the joy!

And blueberry/strawberry cheesecakes are officially my comfort food.

(anorexic and insomniac)


You're pretty much the only one,
who can make me feel better now.
But it's just fucking sad you don't know.

How do you tell someone you care alot about that his/her attitude sucks?

Where are all the good blokes when you need 'em?

Those who will listen and cling to every word you say,then comfort you with sweet nothings.Those you had a fling or two with but are just friends now.

Bloody hell.



random:
I ought to just stop telling people I'm in "Horitculture" and say "I'm in a course where I learn everything about plants".Everyone don't seem to understand what it stands for.

Maybe Shaz was right afterall.With every new hairstyle,comes a new personality.

For one,my stomach has deprived me of alot of food.The number for the whole week,would pretty much fall below the number of fingers I have.Apparently,the stomach thinks it's alot.

Mother's pretty much worried now and thinks her daughter's going to be anorexic or something.She thinks I'm losing alot of weight,whereas I think I'm gaining (I haven't been exercising what).

And just now,I was thinking of running around my estate.Me liking running is like asking the world to be square.Unlike my bestfriend,I hate running and I suck at it.Alot.

There's other shits,of course.Something is definitely wrong but I can't seem to put my finger to it.Damn.

Anyhows,met Lin and Farhan just now.We went to fill up for Starbucks and we're keeping our fingers cross.I for one,really am in need of cash.


Anyhows..here's the new hair.



{p/s the fringe/bangs/whatever is at its most sane}

There's more of you now,
when we're not together.

We'll never be able to understand each other,
isn't it?

Gone are the waves,
straight straight lines are in.

My reflection is how a cinoneh now.The many many solutions/creams/paste that was spread all over my head,has made me smell like the salon itself.And what's that hair covering my forehead?It's supposedly bangs/fringe but now,there's not the slightest clue.

Haiyah.Looking like a typical chinese is the least of my wants.You know,those who have uber straight hair and are forever fussing as to how their hair's out of place.Where else would your freaking straight hair go?I'm sure gravity's doing it's job.

Give me a break,woman.

This is definitely something to get use to.Ho well.

"hello there,mister."

Since self-entertainment was very much needed,this text message was sent out yesterday.The guessing part is solely yours to do.

Oh boy,oh boy.
I can be sucha a sucker for you.heh:)

Flipped back to 10march2006..

At that point of time,that was some shit.
Right now though,I wouldn't mind having some.
(Solely for entertainment sake.)

Tends to be like this,when there's no spark in life.

Ever since his trip back from the land of yellow communist people,Nisa's dad has been in a very bitchy mood.What the hell is up with that?All he does his fucking scream unnecessarily,wanting everything done in a system (aka his bloody way).

There are times when his daughter would like to be all deaf and when it gets unbearable,she screams back.This would of course lead to a battle of screams and eventually he "wins".Of course,it's only because she doesn't give a shit ass about what he thinks anymore.He's been insignificant of late anyway.

And so what if I'm still up on the damn computer?Like the many previous years of school,with you screaming in the background,hasn't taught me what's good or bad for me?As if I still need to be told constantly.Spare me la.

It really also isn't my fucking problem if you heard wrongly,about how long my holidays are.He thought it was only a week,when it's actually two.Would you use common sense for once?If I had to choose between sleep and blogging,the obvious choice would be the former.

I can't stand you la.

I just appreciate you giving the sperm.
That's what Father's Day is all about,isn't it?

My tummy's been having too many a sinful treat.If digesting those oily things goes any further,my body will have more cellulite than there is already.

Bimbo talk,you say?Yesirree.And it's worst when I actually know of people,who are actually battling serious issues with obesity.

Media has injected us with trends to follow and have been telling us the phony meaning of perfection.Flip a Seventeen mag and you see all these stick-like things,photographed with clothes from major labels.Like hello?Half of the cost we pay for is just so,we could have their stinking labels on our boobs and arses.

Visit Orchard and you see that there are too many who longs to be like Paris Hilton.They sport the mask of 10inches thick make-up,to cover their almost (if not already) flawless skins.

(Speaking of the socialite,she appeared in "Veronica Mars" as a dumb blonde.The one who did the casting sure know her stuff.I think it's a one-time thing,though.You ought to catch the show every Sunday @ 6pm.Lead girl's so sassy and smart.Back to reality.)

You see..
It's the people who have it all,who still yearn for more.The skinny are complaining of things like "back fat" or "bra fat".Like omigosh,back fucking fat?(It's apparently,that layer that plops up when you wear tight jeans.It's in today's Sunday Times)

Media makes us dumb.

Those people should count their lucky stars.It's not as if you're born blind or have become paralysed waist-down.Thank God I've a mum who constantly reminds me.If you don't have one,stick a post it.

It's human nature to pick out our imperfections.But the next time you do so,ask yourself whether you really have a dilemma.

Me: Why do you always go for girls with low IQ?
Brother: Because they're easy.

How easily predictable they are.Have I also mention that his vocab is puny?Sad,I know.It's thankful that we can still converse,unlike the girls he talk on MSN with.tsk.


Someone acompany me to the beach,please?
Em yes.Me has fetish for it now.

Firstly..
Thank you mother dear for screaming at me on the phone.You're the best mum for caring so much,wondering where in sg her daughter is (who isn't safely home at midnight).You're the bomb:)

(p/s the above did not come with sarcasm)








- - - -

This is when you need theraphy:
You start lying on your bed.A nanosecond later,you start leaking tears without any rhyme or reason.





- - - -

And theraphy was what I got today.

Rounds of pool with the usual bunch,then there was a random suggestion of heading to ECP.And considering my condition yesterday,I pretty much needed it.

The sea breeze whisked through my hair,the stars winked at me.The rhythmatic waves were music to my ears,and it felt as if it had arms to comfort me.

Tranquility.

As I savoured every moment,the tears were threatening to fall.Partially reminded of the many fond memories but mostly,because I really needed this.

Time and circumstances have made me neglect myself,causing me to bottle everything up.One fine day,someone's going to get my handprint on his/her face or crumble and cry.I fear for myself sometimes and wonder what would become of me.

Today,I let abit of it go.At least I know,that it'll be awhile before I breakdown again.And the next time I do,I'm just a stone's throw away from theraphy.

Thank you Tiff,Alex,Prisc,Kenneth,Melv and Clarence for today.You don't know how much it means to me but I thank you for the company.

Clarence Leow..
You're the only sane person that I'd have a serious boobs-and-man convo with.It'd be my honour to answer the FAQs of Adam&Eve and the burning question:

"Why am I still single?"

You've caught a glimpse.

And like impulse,
everything was relive.

You try hard to resist,
but it's the inevitable.

Gorgeous,yes?




Everyone knows what a sucker I can be when it comes to you.

A mere glimpse,a mere thought.All that's needed for me to start rummaging through the "treasure box",seeking out all the petty things you gave.Like the bear still lingers of your scent (or it could just be my damn memory kicking in).

All over the walls of that tiny space,the one at the bottom of me crany little heart,has your name scrawled over.You know what's the worst part?That it's never faded,as of written only yesterday.Boo.

Fate has gave distance between us,more than I can ask for.Yet you know what?She decides to play with me and let's you haunt me in my dreams,when she feels like it.It comes especially when I'm at my peak of self-denial or low self-esteem.

The many words you uttered and wrote?

Like giving a baby candy,poisoning her young little mind.I'd grew weak in my knees easily,everytime I hear those caramel words of yours.And how you loved how it worked,didn't you?Because it gave you control,a notch up your already-swelled ego.

Those words were just created for fascade sake,bearing no significance whatsoever.There was more hurt done than good,this I should know better.


But I suck and still believe them.
Maybe I still love you.

HAPPY LEGALITY,TIFFANY ANG!

Yesterday,



HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANYWAY,
MARY ANN JANELLE LEE !

suddenly I feel depress all over

Summarising my trip..
it was alright.

The only problem I encountered was probably,
1) lack of shopping (yes a problem,when your clothes shrink)
2) bringing home all the stuff (most of which was mum's)
3) the overwhleming unnecessary thoughts caused by boredom


Maybe it'd be a good thing to stay away from long road trips.

All I could do was wonder when in time,would my eyes see the familiar roads with those familiar green signs.Instead,blue signs with names unheard of and more of malaysian license plates.There was the lack of sleep from previous nights due to the visit of my dear monthly friend yet sleep,was the least on my wants-list.

Maybe it was home-sickness.

Or it could be the fact that when you're (or I,or the matter) bored to your wits and there's nothing to do,except sleep away time or think.Think I did,not to mention think unnecessarily and reminisce.

From thinking how hectic tomorrow's gonna be to wishing how I'd be if things were so different."if" is the word here.Would you be suprise that when it stopped,relieve overcame me?Safe and relieve.Continuing would lead to light sobbing and occasional tearing.

I shall make the much needed visit to lalaland soon.
Nowww...where are my sleeping pills?

Facial today came as a suprise to me.

For once,there wasn't the very excruciating pain I had to bear (there was pain,just not unbearable).In fact,the beautician who did it made it so fab that I want to go to facial.

Now,when did you ever hear me say something like that or even,close to that?

Departure for KL tmr will be 9pm-ish and as usual,there's packing to be done.Mummy has also added to my to-do list tomorrow,which includes her errands. The only joy that I find in the trip,would be the fact that I would be meeting my dear cousin.

And she being the sweetheart she is,would be bringing me around for RETAIL THERAPHY.My clothes have shrunk (making no space whatsoever for my in-the-way boobies) anyhows and lady of the house has given me the green light.

Anyone want anything from KL?Besides the bubblegum.



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{p/s}
The hair's going to get some rebonding,
and I'm still thinking as to how I should cut it..

Will someone help?

(Apparently,Photoshop's addictive and no one told me.)

It's nice to know that your brain is still a-okay,despite after last-minute cramming (and lack of sleep).Have I also mentioned how wonderful my class is?

Take today for example.PAM paper today had a 2hr duration,yet half of the class was out in a quarter of the time.

And since I was home very early,I decided to meddle my way around Photoshop.Something that's yet to be mastered,but at least I know how to merge pictures now (mind you,self-learned).

So I did this..


Mr melvynmartinchong,you're missed.

I think the last I saw him,was a month ago.

Standing in front of the mirror,my reflection seemed like that of a semi-pregnant lady (if there's even such a term).Guess there was too much of compensation for yesterday's hunger pangs.

No,I'm definitely not pregnant (not to mention still virgin).Because 1) I had my period 2weeks ago and 2) I haven't had any form of sexual activity in a long time.

Us girls ought to look on the brighter side of that monthly-visit.Like,you'll definitely know you're not pregnant (unless you're planning to).

Sorry loves.A much random topic was needed for a little side-tracking.There was an overload of monocots & dicots etc,you see.Everyone must be going,"Yeah Nis.Of all topics."



Too much studying,with 3hours of sleep.
"Drained" would be an understatement.

What a beautiful smile,
can it stay for awhile?
On this beautiful night,
make everything right.

It is near impossible to digest on the functions of different types of cells and tissues right now.

There's all the technology at home,that's very distracting.Half of the day was spent with the tv remote and also struggling with the fact that,my food chamber's all empty.I've also succumb to the computer's brightly-lit screen,like moths to light.

I ought to drag my ass to the nearest starbucks and start on the memory work I've to do.It's impossible to sit at the table and try to even read.

Oh.Did I also mention the procrastination done?


(I'm trying to push blames here,can you tell?)



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Mum's still not back from m'sia and the brother just left for some part of sg.

GAH.

I better go,if I'm even thinking about passing.

This is what Nis does,in PAM practical.


the microscope.



bloody thin sections of cells.

I just had to take my section of cells that day,since it was the first that I did really well.What topped it off was that,I was the first to finish:)

Today was one of those days..

Where your dressing is beyond horrible.
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And you just had to bump into some cute guy you know.

(you just had to die on me last night,didn't you?)

Another turned 7teen yesterday..


birthday girl.

From the cake-cutting,podium dancing,tequila shots (for the alcoholics) and coke (for the non).We even had our own private room (and almost everything else),kudos to Sharm.

Birthday girl also had a shoutout from the DJ and a bar trick from the bartender.It had something to do with alcohol (duh) and fire.

But it was too bad,most of the time the guys were just standing around and looking for some humping.Everyone else,were trying to pull off PCD acts.-grins

Me wonder what Rilla will be up to when she hits legality.


Ladies Night @ Desire
top (L-R): suzy,nisa,shaza,sam,sharm
below (L-R): yasmeen,rilla,feez

And it was just too bad we don't have a picture together from last night..

The hideous chore of doing my IT apllications homework,is finally done.What's going along with it is one chapter of Chemistry.

So what's left,would be...

1 more Chem chap.
2 more PAM chaps.



Now for a short break out at Boat Quay.

Today's the first lesson on web designing,but home is where my big fat ass is.Having not only wake up with tears because of a nightmare,I also woke up late for school.

Hence,the decision to skip school.

Lin (or anyone for that matter),
cepat teach me how to do a collage using Photoshop.
pleeeeeaaasseeeeee.

Clicked my way through friendster(with the permission of someone else's account,of course).Ten clicks afterwards,every window was closed.You see,too many Photoshop-edit pictures will damage your eyes.No eye-candy either.

Speaking of which,bestfriend is wondering why there's no one that takes my fancy.That will make two of us.-shrugs.

Here's some love from us two.



today was gorgeous,bestfriend.
i want to do it again:)


{p/s}



i think she looks hot here.

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