Saturday, July 29, 2006 || I'm HELD BACK, man
- Okok, actually I memang damn bersemangat and wanted to blog everyday wan. (wtf)
Anyway, two days ago, Jaclyn was at my house, coz she had nothing better to do than spend the day stoning with her best friend. Then, she was reading this stupid black book my mother keeps beside the computer, which she writes trivial stuff like people's phone numbers and shit in.
Then there was a page that she actually wrote all her "Frequently Visited Websites". And somewhere in the middle of the list, Jaclyn found this written there:
www.suemefordreaming.blogspot.com
Yes, dearies, that is my blog.
WTF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Jaclyn showed it to me and I was totally shocked. I swear to God.
Yes, it IS that bad. =( I quickly tore the page off and prayed she didn't memorize the freaking url or something like that.
Okay okay, see, the cool thing about having a blog is so that I get to openly express myself, and not expect to get shit from people in doing so, since it IS my blog. And if people wanna read how I jot down my life experiences and honest opinions, despite how offensive or bitchy they may be, I'm totally cool with that. In fact, I'll be happy if my friends knew about my blog and read it, though I barely talk about blogging or my blog at all in real life.
But my mother?! For the love of God, I even openly wrote about that horrible fight I had with my dad not too long ago, and if I fought with him (or anyone, for that matter) again, I would undoubtedly write about it again. Cause even negative stuff are a part of my life, and this blog IS a story of my life.
So for all I know, assuming my mum reads my blog, she prolly gasped at what I wrote and yelled at my dad to come read it as well.
AHHHHHHHHHH T________T
Come to think of it, I honestly have no idea who on earth is lurking around my blog. o_O For all I know, I might've called somebody a bull fucker here before, and that person reads my blog. In all honesty, I don't think that I'm a bad person and I'm not out to hurt anybody --- thus if, for example, I found out my dad reads my blog, I'd definitely stop writing anything about him anymore.
Which means I'm held back. And what is the point of having the blog again, then? The whole idea was to record my life and everything I'm going through in life AS THEY ARE. My life, uncensored.
o_O The idea of my parents reading my blog is weird. I can't swallow it.
Anyway, remember the post in which I confessed that not too long before this, I liked a really weird-but-nice guy? A kinda good friend of mine just confessed to me this afternoon that she likes him. o_O
Okay, it's not like I like him anymore. But she knew I liked him, and I have never told her that I'm over him. Which makes things weird, cause I couldn't help but think, Hey is that what friends do to each other?
I don't own him and I obviously can't stop her from liking him (who can?), but *I* would NEVER even go near a guy that a friend of mine likes. Even if I was interested. I'm sorry, but I think that as a friend, the least I could do is to leave the guy my friend likes alone.
I dunno, maybe I'm the only one who thinks that's something wrong with the whole picture. Or maybe she assumed that I wasn't interested anymore. I wouldn't know.
But if she wasn't aware that I'm not interested in the guy anymore, if she still "knows" that I like him, and she still threw herself at him ..... Well. =/
I dunno, maybe I'm just being overly naive, cause I REALLY value friendship a lot. This confession kinda sucks, but I think I treat my friends better than how I treated my ex-es. There are a lot of things I would do for a friend, and a lot of things I wouldn't do to a friend ........ and liking a guy my friend likes, and then gleefully telling her about it, is something I wouldn't do. =(
Ah well. I guess I'll just close one eye and let it slide by me - after all, it's not like I like him anymore. And I THANK God for that, cause if I still liked him, I think I'd be too stubborn and pissed to give him up to her so easily. Which would mean a MAJOR catfight. :D Heehee.
Blah, I wanted to post up pics, but the idea of my mum seeing them is too weird. Or my dad. Or maybe even my sister wtf.
Thursday, July 27, 2006 || Of school and fugly IC pictures
- HI lovely nonexistential readers of my beautiful blue blog!
(Actually it isn't really beautiful cause I think my current layout sucks and I want a new one =( a black one again)
Anyway, I remember swearing, not too long ago, that I was gonna lose 5 kg.
GUESS WHAT! .......... I failed. =(
Honestly, I've only really been doing a LOT of very constructive sleeping and eating throughout the holidays. Whatever happened to jogging, Liz? Grrr.
So obviously, I give up lah. I don't think I'll ever find the motivation to go on a full-blown diet unless a stranger on the streets walks up to me, gasps, and calls me a Fat Aunty.
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Dad woke me up at 8 in the morning today. -____- And interrupted my lovely dream. Har har. I am not supposed to wake up this early during the holidays. It's a sin, I tell ya!
Anyway, he drove me to my school, cause I wanted to ask about my SPM certificates and shit.
Honestly? It felt kinda weird walking through those familiar brown gates again. It has been almost eight months since I stepped into school ... yet it seems just like yesterday that I was constantly getting into trouble and all. Right here in the brown buildings.
Feeling kinda weird yet nostalgic at the same time, I wandered around a bit. It felt DAMN weird, I tell you, cause it honestly felt like I was still schooling and that I was merely walking lazily to class again, as usual. Like it was only yesterday that high school finally ended for me.
Where did all the time go? What have I been doing for the past 8 months? Why are all my friends and I in different colleges doing different stuff, when just 8 months ago, we were studying the same shitty subjects?!
All these funny questions flooded my mind. Haha.
Then I headed to the teacher's office to find my english teacher, to hopefully say hi and take a picture with her, but she wasn't there. =( She was the only teacher I ever genuinely liked. But mainly only cause she always liked my essays and gave me the highest marks all the time. =_=
So I hurried to the main Pejabat place and there were two teachers I vaguely remember there. One was this kind-looking lady who never taught me before, and the other was a really fierce-looking woman I never liked.
Obviously, I turned to Miss Kind-Looking and politely asked all that I needed to know. She cheerfully answered all my questions, and I found out that I'd only be getting my SPM certs next year. O_o
So I did what I needed to do, and cheerfully thanked them. Miss Garang, whom I didn't really talk to, suddenly turned to Miss Kind-Looking, and said, "Hehe, pretty girl."
........... WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT!!!!!!!! O_______O I dunno why, but I swear to God, I was really shocked. O.o
I gawked at her and she beamed at me. I quickly regained composure, smiled, and hurried out of the room, while deciding that Miss Garang is officially my new favourite teacher of all time. HAHA.
Zha dou. =.=
You know, I remember this lane was my favourite place in school. I always get this really light and happy feeling whenever I walked down it.
... Cause everytime I walked down it, it'd mean that school's over and I can go home to sleep. WAHAH.
Surprisingly, I found out that I'm not an emotionless robot ... and I did feel kinda emo strolling around in the familiar school grounds. =( I mean, hello, I always hated school. And I felt like, I dunno, I almost seem to miss it.
If you looked closely, you can prolly see a woman in this pic. The Guard was one of my Most Hated people of all time, cause she was such a bitch. I remember there was one time I almost hit her, cause she looked like she was about to punch me, which was a really horrible fiasco that was kinda nerve-wrecking, cause I ended up crying the whole day.
I remember promising myself to never take shit out of anybody anymore. Especially people who think that they're higher and bigger than me, I don't give a damn if they really are.
Seeing her again totally popped my balloon of nostalgia. I snapped out of my emo mood almost immediately, and when I walked past her, she was like:
"Eh girl, is THAT your car?" *points at my dad's car*
Me: "Well yeah."
"If YOU ever park THERE again, I am NOT letting YOU into the school anymore, you hear me?"
........ I glared at her and walked off, fully remembering why one of my biggest dreams in life was to get out of this place unscathed.
Some things never change, I guess.
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Then, since my I.C was robbed, I had to visit the IC department to make a new IC again. =.=
I was SO happy that I didn't have to wait long for my turn. :D
The woman who took my supposed new IC picture was a really nice and friendly malay lady who let me take a look at the picture on her computer screen. I took a look at the picture and I thought, 'Er ... this picture isn't as fugly as the previous one but I think it's quite bad also ... hmm'.
Like she was reading my mind, she asked me cheerfully if I wanted to take another picture, which was an opportunity I obviously jumped at. :D
............ BIGGGGGG MISTAKE.
She let me look at the second picture, and it was FUGLY. Omg, the cock-eyed, small-eyed chick with a crooked grin is NOT me!!!111111oneone
The nice lady peered at the pic and was like, "Eh you real cantik ar, tapi dalam foto tak cantik lah. Ahaha tak apalah, asalkan real okay kan?", while laughing. (I honestly thought it was a kinda 'wtf' thing to say O.o)
I stared at her. Since she was really very friendly and all, I thought that falling on my knees and begging for a new picture would be really rude. =.= And since she DID give me a HALF-compliment ......... I weakly smiled, looked at the ugly picture again, and had only one thing to say:
"Aduh ......"
Man, I always thought I looked better in pics. Guess I was wrong. =((((( The pic was seriously damn yong sui and is almost as bad as my student I.D picture. Okay okay, maybe even worse, since I look cock-eyed in my IC one.
DAMN SAD LAH. Huhuhu.
After that, I had lunch with my dad, which was a pretty weird half-an-hour cause we ended up discussing Winter Sonata the whole time. Oh man ...
Quite productive day, I'd say. Despite my sad new IC pic. =( Okay, gonna go read my new Stephen King book, though I dunno why, I don't really like his writing style that much. O_o
And can you believe it, I haven't watched Pirates of the Caribbean! Sad case lah me.
Wednesday, July 26, 2006 || Unrequited love -_-
- I'm going through a phase, darlings. Right now, I seem to be totally going on a full-blown UNREQUITED LOVE phase. Which actually, if you've been reading my blog for some time, you'd notice that I always go through phases: like my self-obsessed phase, my camho phase, horny stage and majorly insecure phase.
Fuiyo.
Anyway, I just talked to my guy friend, who was majorly emo. Over kinda valid reasons too, I guess. See, this girl he likes, he's done a whole shitload of really nice things for her; and yet she doesn't notice him at all. O_o
And he was damn emo and kinda funny too, cause he kept on whining along the lines of "I dowan to be a guy lah. Damn hard lah. You shiok lah, you girl." ... HAHA. Damn freaking sexist wei!
I, of course, defended my own kind. Like what the hell lah, girls get into that kinda whole one-sided love shit too okay.
"Honestly ah, if *Mark asked me really nicely when I liked him, I would've licked his foot if he wanted it okay." (me) *not his real name
"Gross lah you wtf. But if she asked me to do it I would've done it also loh."
"I think we are in the same boat. NONONO scratch it - were in the same boat. No more Mark and *girl* for us anymore!!!"
Which led to an intense discussion. I mean like, look at me, I'm a fairly okay-looking (means not fugly lah), relatively normal, not that bitchy girl ... who fell for a totally zoned-out religious dude whose main goal in life is to start dating only at the age of 21. Who isn't even good looking at all OMG.
"*Mark sounds a bit weird for a guy loh ..."
"He IS weird .... a bit. You know ah, I actually thought his dating at twenty one thing was soooo admirable and noble when I found out. MY GOD!"
"Err ... I guess he's your type"
"Oh noooo ........... "
So theoretically, at the peak of my "adoration and love" for Mark, if this ALMOST-below-average looking guy asked me to wipe his shoes with my nose, I might have just done so. Just like all the dumb things my guy friend did for the oblivious, mean girl. Boo hoo hoo.
I tell you ah, there was this one time when "Mark" told me I looked better without my grey contact lenses ( my favourite birthday prez ever), I was THIS <----> close to throwing my contacts away.
WTF! What happened to girl power yo! I almost succumbed to ... a .... GUY. *gasp* And a kinda weird one too, at that. I asked all my friends if I looked shittier with the contact lenses, and all of my friends called him a cow-shitter.
... And I almost scolded my friends for that. WAH.
Honestly, I feel damn stupid. It all sums up to one thing: I am like, dumb. The smartest thing I did was to figure out that a weird undeserving guy (albeit very caring and nice) didn't really deserve all my endless devotion. Man, come to think of it, one of the reasons I was so gung-ho in quitting all the vulgar words I occasionally used was cause he doesn't use them at all.
Okay at least I didn't buy flowers, shoes, and so many dinners for the said guy, like what my guy friend did for the object of his desires. *blinks* Though I ALMOST bought him a pair of shoes that he merely mentioned in passing he thought was really nice.
WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT.
Okay end of confession. Now I shall continue pondering why was I so STUPID while trying to sleep, and probably end up dreaming of why am I so STUPID.
Actually, I guess it isn't really that bad lah. It also means that even though I do extremely stupid things for undeserving people, it also means that I'm a hopeless romantic, sweet girl at heart! Yeah!
.... Eww.
- Dear Whom It May Concern,
I accidentally used the horribly rude F word again today, after such a long break from vulgaraties.
I said, "Fuh, I look like fuck today man", to a friend. And I feel really really guilty for that. What was I thinking?!
Please forgive me.
Ok thank you.
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I've been meaning to blog about this for awhile, but I was too overwhelmed and blissed out (and busy) to do so. Today was simply a GREAT day.
I GOT MYSELF A NEW PHONE. Er, like duh, since a fugly thief is using my beloved N-gage now.
After much pondering and consideration, I finally made up my mind and killed my piggy bank. Of course, I also invested a lot of time and effort in manja-ing my dad to get him to chip in some cash, with my now-perfected tearful, puppy-eyed look. =_=
I got myself the W810! Isn't it just the CUTEST thing you've ever seen?! (Er, I doubt it, but nvm, indulge me sikit can)
I SO love it. Mainly cause I don't have a mp3 player, and this phone makes up for that! :D I can scratch a mp3 player off my Wishlist already. *BIG grin*
It does have a camera, a pretty good one too, but honestly, I'd still happily give up my new phone in return for both my fugly old one and outdated camera. Taking pics with phones is like, err. =.= But I'm not complaining. Heehee.
I'm really soooo broke after that, but who cares. Money can be earned again riiiight? *sheepish smile*
I LOVE IT. All you thieves, SHOO! I'll smash your head with my high heels before you could even dream of stealing my new phone.
RAWRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!
Errr okay, now that was weird. Bwahaha. But I'm really happy, can't you tell? =D
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Yeah didn't I say earlier that today was a GREAT day? My luck ratio was charming today. Of course, don't remind me that everytime I have an extremely happy day, the next day usually turns out to be Shit.
(digressing a bit: OMG YONGFOOK OF YONGFOOK.COM IS F*CKING HOT, HELLO!)
Anyway, I had a conversation with daddy in the car today. He was in an EXTREMELY good mood as well. *swt*
"Guess what happened today! GUESS!!!", he exclaimed at me.
"Err ... you tell me lah. What happened?", I asked. O_o
"I SOLD ELAINE'S (my sister, in case you people didn't know :p) SUBANG HOUSE TODAY FOR 20k MORE THAN WHAT SHE EXPECTED!", he practically shouted, before bursting into peels of girly giggles. (HAHA)
"*fakes enthusiasm* WOW DADDY! You should've been a real estate agent man, surely your houses all damn laku!", I said, exclaiming back, albeit very sarcastically, which he failed to notice.
"I KNOWWWWW. Isn't that great?! Now I think Elaine's gonna give me money man. What present you want? I buy for you! Laptop?", he yelped.
Now it was my turn to exclaim. "CAMERA! CAMERA!!! CAMERAAA!!!"
"NO camera. Cameras are useless lah. What for you want a camera? You're gonna bring it everywhere and lose it again. No no no, cannot. Laptop lah."
I whined in my VERY rare "I'm-your-baby-girl-please-have-mercy" voice. "Daddddyyyy (I usually call him Dad, but when I'm manja-ing him, I adopt this really high-pitched voice and drawl. Eeyer.) ... I want a camera! I can't live without a camera okay! Er ... next semester I'm taking a Photography subject, I NEED A CAMERA. FULL STOP."
I almost added that my blog needed a camera, but luckily I realized it was a freaking stupid thing to say. WAHAHA. And about the photography subject bit, it isn't really a lie. *beams*
SO, he finally agreed that IF my sister gives him some cash off her latest house being sold, I get a new camera. I'm not too happy that it's gonna be my sister's money, but what the hell, I'd happily receive a camera from Hitler if he wanted to give me one. HAHAHA. Besides, my sister is like, bloody rich. While dad and I are bloody poor. She'd be doing charity man! :D
AREN'T YOU ALL JUST FEELING SO HAPPY FOR ME NOW! If all goes well, I don't have to slave away and work (which was my initial decision to save a thousand bucks for a cam, since I'm practically penniless after I bought my phone). :D
I'M SO HAPPY LAH. The camho in me is secretly doing a juicy pole dance, man.
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And OH, funniest dysfunctional family moment EVER. This one totally takes the cake.
You see, since I now have a camera phone, I took a picture of my dad for the caller ID thing. So now, whenever he calls, it'd be Jason Mraz's You and I both ringing, with a picture of him grinning from ear-to-ear flashing on the screen.
Dad was extremely fascinated and impressed, and he couldn't stop calling me just for the heck of seeing his picture flash on my screen. =.='''''''''''
Then at one point, he commented, "Eeyer yuck. Why I so fat and ugly wan."
And my mother, who was also peering at his flashing, grinning picture, said rather matter-of-factly, "That's cause you ARE fat and ugly."
HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA. I started laughing so hard and praising my mother on her honesty, while my dad flushed and fumbled with my phone to delete his picture (unsuccessfully).
Monday, July 24, 2006 || Ah, the sweetness of a return!
- HELLO SUCKERS!!!
The evil, narcissistic, almost-demented Liz is BACK from her exams. And is still very much alive, thank you very much. :D
Wah. I miss blogging so much. But I should be kinda happy since I'm not busy anymore and I have ONE WEEK OF HOLIDAYS AHEAD OF ME.
..... Actually, very short, right? -_-
My exams were kinda okay, I guess. I'm not too happy with how I answered my papers though. I honestly believe I could've done better (translation: I should've studied a lot more than the shitty effort I put in).
But they're over. Like who gives a flying cow already lah. Oh wait, I do.
......... *shuts up*
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Anyway, celebrated my college pal SK's birthday last Friday after our marketing paper. It was really cute, cause we all surprised her with a cake. :D
er ... [insert imaginary picture of cute chocolate cake]
Awww, I just loooove birthdays. Though I have lotsa trouble actually remembering other people's birthdays.
I'm kinda surprised that SK's my best friend in college cause we are SO different in SO many ways. She likes punk, I hate punk. I like oldies, she hates oldies. I love reading; she wouldn't be caught dead with a story book. She's kinda noisy; I'm kinda shy at times.
-_- I guess its almost like my Jaclyn-Cally-me friendship. We're all SO bloody different, yet we manage to get along really well. The only thing we all have in common is that we all love eyeballing guys. HAHA.
Love ya, friend!
Actually, speaking of college friends, I'm so shocked that a whole semester has passed so fast. Where did all the time go?! It felt like just yesterday when I was bitching about entering the Land of the Good People a.k.a my college.
Time flies, man. But anyway, overall, it's been a pretty fruitful semester, I'd say. One thing that sort of surprises me is that the "gang" of friends that I'm close with in college are REALLY very very different from the people I usually 'choose' to hang out with. They're SOOOO worlds apart from all my other friends. O_O
I still think I'm really reserved in college, but there is something about their niceness and freshness that I find kinda endearing. I'm gonna miss classes during the hols. *awwww* And seriously, I've managed to scrape through one entire sem without getting into trouble! Or cursing!
...... Which means my "true" colours are yet to be seen by my college mates. WAHAHA. But hey, honestly, I think that some of my friends' niceness and innocence sorta rubbed off me, cause I don't curse at all anymore. Or paint my nails black. Nor do I use eye shadow or openly make fart/sex jokes anymore.
........... I have one week to revert to the old me again. HAHA. Joking!
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I can't live without you.
I find no purpose in going out anymore, when you're not with me. =(((
I feel kinda lost and empty when I don't have you in my life. I feel like I'm drifting, so meaninglessly, in a sea of faces I don't even wanna remember.
I need you with me, cause you complete me.
I need a camera. Wtf.
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I'm gonna be so bored during my one-week hol! All my friends are having classes. =( What is there to do?
People, recommend me some good ps2 games. Heehee. Time to brush up my gaming skills! And to watch movies! And shopping! (though I have like what, 20 bucks?)
... And maybe I should meet up with other bloggers. Woo hoo. Who wants to meet me?!
Err, right. =.=
Wednesday, July 19, 2006 || RANT rant
- I don't like ranting. (Okay wtf, I rant 90% of the time I'm here anyway. Wahaha.)
BUT, I proclaim that I've been struck but a very severe case of ongoing MISFORTUNE. See, last week, I got robbed and my mood dimished to like -1000 for three days or so, which means all the studying I did wasn't exactly substantial, since I was technically pissed off + mourning most of the time.
AND YESTERDAY, I WOKE UP TO A FEVER. WTF! Is it cause of the fried chicken I ate with Christine? Is it cause I don't drink enough water?! :(
Ah, some of you may think, what the hell is she going off about, anyway? It's just fever! But seriously, try studying with a fever, flu and sore throat, and all you'll get is VERY incoherent sentences jumbled up in your fuzzy mind.
Of course, after downing a herbal thing that smelled like shit and tasted like urine, I feel slightly better now, which is why I'm here, blogging. =(
Huhuhu damn sad leh! I mean, I was SUPPOSED to study damn banyak and do damn well in my exams! ... And now I can't. Physically, anyway.
Dear college, can I retake my exams even if I pass (with NON-flying colors)? Can I can I can I? If I had just slightly more time, functioning on my NORMAL body health, I swear I can do better. =(
Shit lah I guess July just really isn't my month. Oh by the way, my exams are Thursday. I can't remember shit of what I've studied before Monday (pre fever), and I sure as hell can't study right now. While all my other college friends have seemingly already finished their syllabuses. ARGH.
On a much more "happier" note, I did pretty well, surprisingly for both my psychology and marketing assignments. :D Yay! So apparently, my group presentations didn't suck as bad as I thought they did. I got the highest among my friends for marketing and I dunno, one of the best overall for psych as well. AT LEAST they'll help boost my currently-doomed-to-fail G.P.A a bit.
... I'm SOOOO pissed at myself. I REALLY wanted to study really hard and pull all-nighters the few days before my exams (I work best that way), but right now, all I really feel like doing is ... sleeping. -_-
*swallows whole bottol of panadol*
Monday, July 17, 2006 || The good, the bad and the ugly.
- Ahhh, I came online to write this post, blissfully unaware of all the outdated 'ugly' hoo-hah in the blogosphere of late. Obviously, I've not been reading blogs at all. O_o
Pure coincidence, since *I* was gonna blog about how unfair the world is by putting so much pressure on girls to look good. -____-
Ish.
Anyway, my friend was telling me, yesterday, about one of her good friends. The girl is supposedly really short and overweight - since young - and is apparently super unhappy with her physical looks. =/
I don't know if she's tried dieting or anything, but she chose to "hide" her physical flaws by venturing into fully tomboy mode. You know the type, girls with guy-ish spiky hair, big baggy guy-ish clothes, yada yada. So she has like, tonnes of guy friends cause they see her as, well, a guy they can joke with.
But the thing is, she's STRAIGHT. And she's in love with one of her best friends, a guy, who's a good friend of my friend. (Omg, all the complicated social ties. Wahaha!) ... And obviously the guy doesn't have a clue, nor will he like her, since he thinks of her as a buddy. =/ And the girl can't bring herself to tell him or anything like that, since she knows it'll end up in a typical "I think of you as a sis/bro/friend" manner.
SO SAD LAH. I felt so sad and down for that girl when I heard that tragic story. Huhuhu. Seriously, one of the worst feelings on earth is loving someone you can never get. Believe me, I should know. =(
"At least she's not aloneeee. I'm also the same wat. *censored* STILL thinks of me as a friend and he doesn't like me too ...", I glumly told my friend.
"That one ar .... Errr, well. He doesn't like you cause you're not his type mah. At least you're not bad looking, you know? So somehow also if he finds out how you feel, the chances of him liking you back is still okay lah.", my friend said.
"Er ... I personally would never tell him. If that's the case, ask your friend to tell her best friend that she's in love with him lah."
My friend hesitated, and went, "Well ... actually I don't think she should do it. I heard all the guys talking about her before."
"What did they say about her?", I asked.
"... that she's kinda ugly."
...... O_____O SO MEAN.
Sometimes I hate guys. Of course, there ARE the nice ones, but the jerky ones REALLY suck. Of course, I won't claim that if I'm a guy, I would totally date a girl based on her personality alone. I wouldn't know, right?
(Of course, I'm no angel. I feel kinda guilty that there were times that my friends laughed at somebody else's physical appearance, and I laughed along with them. *sorry* =/)
DIGRESSING, speaking of looks, I reaaally liked this guy not too long ago, and I swear to God, every one of my friends freaked out when they found out I like him. -_- Cause he's not exactly stereotypically good-looking.
Even Christine looked super shocked when I told her I used to like him, over dinner just now. :P
See, the thing is, for the first time in my life, I liked someone cause I REALLY liked his personality, and not something totally superficial (which is my usual style. Oops.). And see what happens, everybody laughs at my apparent newly-acquired bad taste. =(
But it's okay. Things obviously didn't work out, but at least we're good friends now. :D Though after getting to know him a lil' better, I've discovered many weird things about him I didn't know beforehand. Like his incredibly BAAAAD taste in women. (NOT BEING SUPERFICIAL, but I don't find women in their 30s hot, sorry.)
"He has baaaaad taste in girls man ...", I hissed to my friend.
"............ YOU have bad taste in guys cause YOU liked him."
Err ... oops. Well, the world is so superficial. I don't like it. BUT as usual, there's nothing I can do about it.
I really wish all the best for the girl I wrote about, even though I don't know her at all in real life. Don't get your heart broken. =( Cause it's gonna take a much longer time to heal, though I guess it's better to have loved than to never have known what it feels like at all.
Sunday, July 16, 2006 || My botak dog and severe hatred of studying
- HELLO darlings! (wtf, damn gay)
Ah, I'm finally over the fact that I got brutally robbed. :) For the past few days, I was damn traumatized and was practically looking over my shoulder suspiciously at every corner. To the extent, I believe, of ME looking more like a thief than anybody else. Wahaha!
Anyway, I've also spent lotsa time manja-ing my dad, and finally he agreed to chip in cash (+ my savings) to get me a spanking new phone!
I LOVE it so much. :D Gonna blog about it soon. Teehee wee hee.
(Of course, I miss my camera SO much. I miss I miss I miss I MISS my sucky panasonic Limux cam. :( )
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Haha, if you've read my last post, you'd know that Fifi stayed over at her newly self-appointed "Godmother"'s place for a day. Ah yes, Godmother. Believe me, my jaws really dropped when The Godmother told me that when she dropped my lovely dog back at my place.
Of course, speaking of jaws dropping. Fifi came home looking like this:
The Godmother, as it seems, is a beautician and decided to work her magic on my doggie.
So yes, I now have a bald and botak pooch. WTF! Speak of disaster hairdos, man. Even DOGS aren't spared.
So from looking like this
to ....
and
... O_o
Actually I guess it's not THAT bad la. :P But yeah, she looks fuglier without the fur. WAHAHA.
OHHH my favourite pic of her in botak phase! (I'm assuming that it IS a phase, cause I'm not letting the Evil Godmother and her Evil Scissors anywhere near Fifi again. Hmph!)
I STILL think she's so-cute-can-die. =)
My exams are next bloody week and I barely studied shit. Seriously. I HONESTLY prefer assignments, cause at least they're .... err ... interactive?! ..... While sitting on a desk with a boring book in front of my eyes is really boring.
I'm all like,
thinks: 'Okay ... so recession means a period of economic activity when income, production and employment tend to fall ....... hmm ... what should I eat for dinner later ar? Long time never eat pan mee. Yea! Pan mee! Fwah come to think of it, kinda hungry now ... OKOK read, Liz. READ.'
So obviously, studying isn't really my thing. =(((( Help me, people. Give me some uber duper chun studying tips! :D
... Or I'm definitely heading for Failsville. Meh.
Friday, July 14, 2006 || OMG
- SHORT update. I'm actually SUPPOSED to sleep, but I can't resist. :D
I came home from college feeling extremely heartbroken today, over stuff that I feel I shouldn't make a big deal of and reveal here. When I came home, Fifi wasn't here. =(
I just REALLY needed a hug from something or someone, and since the latter is indefinitely unavailable, I wanted to hug Fifi for a few minutes just to feel better. But as it seems, my mother's church friend brought her home to stay at her house for a day, as she has apparently fallen in love with my cute, blur pooch. Meh. Not that I can blame her for that.
BUT I NEEDED TO HUG MY DOGGIE. Gah!
STILL feeling kinda heartbroken, a very excited Jaclyn called and erm, informed me that
*jeng jeng jeng* you won't believe this ...
... THE THIEF THAT SNATCHED MY DARLING PHONE AWAY CALLED HER. LIKE WTF!
After listening to her ramble on about their conversation, I roughly summed it up to go something like this:
Thief: Eh siapa ni? Mengapa you miss call aku tadi?
(WTF!!!!111oneone)
Jaclyn: YOU CURI TELEFON KAWAN AKU!!! APA U BUAT LA!
Thief: Mana ader. Aku jumpa ajer. Tak boleh ke.
Jaclyn: Boleh pulangkan telefon tu kepada kawan ku laaaa ... itu telefon dia la, mengapa you curi?!
Thief: Aku jumpa sajer la. Aku jumpa aku dapat la. Mana boleh pulangkan?
Jaclyn: Boleh pulang IC dia sajer la??
Thief: Apa you cakap la. Haiyo. Mana boleh pulangkan. Eh amoi you sekarang berada di mana?
Jaclyn: Apa??? you di mana??
Thief: Nak keluar yum cha? marilah boleh jumpa kau.
(WTFx1000!!!!!oneoneone)
Jaclyn: Apa?!
Thief: Eh nanti aku telefon you lagi la *hangs up*
.........
OMG. WTF. WAS. THAT.
I called my old number just now and the stupid indian thief REALLY picked up and said Hello! WTF!
As it turns out, my snatcher is not only a heartless asshole, he is also really very stupid. Or smart, depending. Since there IS technically nothing I can do, right? -____-
OMG damn pissed and tulan lah. My old number WAS 0126424377, by the way. Since I'm obviously not using that number anymore, feel free to call it if you have excessive credit.
And do help me tell him to stuff his face in cow shit. WTF. Freaking unbelievable.
Tuesday, July 11, 2006 || misery wth
- ***** apologies in advance for use of *ahem* violent language*
I got fucking robbed today.
I was walking towards a bus stop, minding my own stupid business, and suddenly a motherfuckingasshole indian ran behind me and fucking PUSHED ME and then freaking snatched my bag away from me.
I sorta fell, then screamed at the top of my lungs and held on damn tightly to my beloved bag, but the strap of my bag tore and the asshole ran off, get this, LAUGHING, with my fucking (now ex) bag. He hopped on a motorbike his friend was waiting at and they both freaking drove off.
WITH MY BAG. AND MY FUCKING IC. AND 100 BUCKS. AND MY PHONE. AND MY BLOODY CAMERA.
I stood there gaping in horror, sorta stunned by what happened and not really having the reality of it all sink in yet. Everybody on the stupid street were just pointing and gasping (STUPID, unhelpful people!!).
After like 2 minutes of merely standing there, I finally regained composure and .....
started bawling. =___= While cursing like HELL (i swear, I haven't cursed this much in real life for a bloody long time) on the road. I think I cursed the two fugly indians to hell and if I'm not mistaken, I'm quite sure I even cursed their mothers to hell. (Sorry!!)
I cried all the way home and I cried all the way to the police station. I cried throughout the LONG wait for my turn at the brickfields police station. I cried during my interview. I cried when my parents scolded me.
Which sort of totals up to like, 4 hours of very constructive crying. OMG WTF. I'm a crybaby wei.
See, the thing is, I AM grateful I didn't get my ass gang raped or whatever ... but my CAMERA, which I freaking bought with my own paycheck, my hard earned CAMERA, was IN THE BAG.
So like, my parents are NOT in a million years gonna even dream of buying me another camera. Which means I'd have to work and save for a new one again. And of course, there's the tulanness of having a fucking boring blog, due to my inability to post pictures anymore.
I am kinda upset about losing my beloved N-gage QD ... but a handphone is like, erm, sort of a necessity. I know my parents well enough to know that they'll help chip in a bit and get me a new phone. Or if anything, I can use up ALL of my savings to get a new one.
... But my camera. -__- Goodbye, camwhore me.
Fucklah I'm so pissed I don't even know what to write anymore. Jaclyn and Katherine came over to my place after finding out about my very unfortunate miserable incident, and when Jac and I went to dinner, three fucking people recognized me and went, "OMG you're the girl who got her bag snatched right?! DID YOU GET IT BACK OMG?"
Ah, the slight taste of fame under such pitiable circumstances. Stupid. If two indian asses ran off with my bag on a motorbike, how the hell am I supposed to even get it back? Run after the bike with my heels?
I'm SO upset now. But of course, after talking to someone who called me, I feel slightly better. :) At least!
And oh, Jaclyn got suspended for pushing her teacher cause it was err ... violence or whatever. And my other friend got fired.
... They say that bad luck comes in threes. Ah, how true.
Hello, Misery.
- I went to watch Just my luck with some college mates today. Movie was alright.
Chris Pine's character in that movie has a personality that's 1000000% sooo my type. :D SO CUTE!
Went to the college gym with Suet and May today.
Yaya very fugly I know. It's just gym!!!
We wanted to go to the Sauna, but the switches required some autorization key or something. By that time we were already stripped and only wrapped in our towels, so takkan walk out of the toilet half naked, right?
And we were too damn lazy to wear our clothes AND THEN strip again. So we ended up not going at all. Hahaha.
Err... another almost-fugly pic.
OHH YES
In case you don't know what the hell is that pic all about, my friend burned my hair today! With a cig lighter!
It sorta melted and smelled like shit.
*eyes bulges out*
I had to cut out a few cm of hair, but everything's cool now. :P It IS kinda funny, come to think of it.
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Just now, after I came home from MV, I took my bath and changed into my pajamas.
..... I went online a bit, and suddenly, the doorbell rang.
I opened it to see a good-looking guy holding a guitar standing on my doorstep.
FWAHHHHHHHHH. I cursed myself for wearing my bigass pokemon pajamas while staring at him.
He sorta hesitated a bit and went, "Erm .... I actually just need to put my guitar here.", while smiling sheepishly.
WTF!, I thought. What are the odds of some hot guitar-playing guy suddenly appearing on my doorstep, announcing that he needs to put his guitar IN MY HOUSE?!?!?!
God loves me, I was thinking. HAHAHA
.... Then he added, "Your parents are still waiting for the rest to come."
HUH?
......... It turns out that my parents were having a cell group church thing at my house today. And the guy was one of their church members.
.... Talk about being smacked in the face. :P Plus, said good looking guy had his arms around his WIFE the whole time during the gathering.
SHIT, this is the second time I found a married guy cute. Why lah you people get married at like what, 24?!
*sigh* Just my luck, I guess. =(
(Ohhhhh, Jaclyn got into deep shit at school cause a teacher almost slapped her, and she pushed the teacher before she could do so. Only to have the teacher fall on her ass. OMG. Damn funny wei, I was an asshole in school and *I* never got into that kinda shit before! Go Jaclyn!)
Sunday, July 09, 2006 || pointless day and a pointless diet!
Pointless picture for no other reason except to er, post a bigass pointless pic of me in my currently pointless blog.
Now I'm gonna blog about my pointless day. :) I went to the hair-dresser's this afternoon to get my braids out. =(
After much consideration, I decided to get them out cause I'm beginning to get dandruff. Wtf. But the hair-dresser adviced me to merely use dandruff shampoo and not take out my braids yet, since they're still kinda tight. :D
WHEEEEEEEEE! I was feeling so sad that my once-inconvenient but now-loved fugly hairdo will be gone forever.
Hello fugly braids, you're still staying with mama. LOL
I went to Joshua's party in the evening, yada yada yada bla bla bla. *drones on and on about pointless day*
=))))
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I can't believe I just heard Stevie Wonder's Lately. It's soooooooooo nice! :D Especially K-ci and Jojo's live version!
If I ever cheated on my future man (which I WON'T! *angelic smile*) and he sang this song, I'd commit suicide out of guilt, man. Soooo sad.
Well, I'm a man of many wishes
Hope my premonition misses
But what I really feel my eyes wont let me hide
cause they always start to cry
cause this time could mean goodbye
*emo*
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Oh, I'm TRYING to go on a major diet. I wanna lose like, 3-5 kg. Not because I think I'm fat, cause I'm not (yet), but merely cause it's on my NY resolution, and I haven't gotten around to actually trying to accomplish it yet. -_-
Besides, I could REALLY use it. *goofy grin*
So like, the ONLY motivation I have to actually diet is cause my face is round, and that everytime I put on weight, all the fats always accumulate, unfortunately, in my cheeks. =(
"Tell me my face is fat," I instructed my friend.
"Err ... your face is fat? O_o"
"OKAY! Time to DIET!!!! ^_^" *grins*
So WISH ME LUCK ya'll. :) w00t!
I can't believe I'm gonna write this here, but what happens when you fall for a guy who'll NEVER ever think of you as more than a friend, cause you're already good friends in the first place?! How!
Saturday, July 08, 2006 || holy COW
- Gonna blog a short entry about my lovely presentation(s) I had to do today.
So anyway, I am EXTREMELY sleep-deprived, cause I didn't sleep AT ALL for two days in a row. No shit. Of course, I came home and immediately fell asleep for two hours this afternoon ... but I still feel like shit. =(
I had to present my presentations today, and I'm not kidding when I proclaim that I REALLY did put in lotsa effort into both my marketing and psychology projects. Like, hello, I used to copy all my friends work all the time back in highschool, and now I'm doing all the work for hours every night. =/
.... Guess how I did?!
GUESS.
.....
I SUCKED. WTF!
First off was my psychology presentation. I was extremely shocked at the, erm, greatness of my seniors whose groups did their turns before mine. It didn't occur to me that we could use Powerpoint (Shiiiit, stupid, stupid me), thus all the seniors had lovely high-tech presentations and my group had one measley manila card. Plus, it didn't help that they were so smooth and sassy, while *we* spoke like stammering mosquitoes.
NVM. So I tried to not be too nervous. I started off pretty okay, I guess, since I didn't forget my lines ... but along the way, I noticed the seniors whispering at the back of the class, and much to my horror, I found out that
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MY BLACK BRA STRAP CAME OUT. AND WAS HANGING ON MY ARM.
OMGWTFBBQSHITFUCKCOW!!!!!!!!!!!!
My group members stared at me pointedly with widened eyes and I pretended nothing happened. But everything went downhill from that point on cause I forgot all my lines. =((((((((
OMG. All my hard work for ... nothing.
*sad, weary smile* ='(
Marketing presentation was okay, I suppose. I was extremely pissed at myself for making one mistake in my slide show and had to have the lecturer point it out. But overall I think I did quite okay, at least I managed to present my parts without stammering too much and I managed to answer all the questions, albeit not being entirely sure (... though I think we'll lose marks cuz my group members didn't say anything during Q&A. Meh.).
FUCK. I nearly cried whenever I think about the public humiliation of having my bra strap dangling on my shoulder when I was trying to present a professional psychology paper in my uncomfortable "formal" clothes.
SOMEONE KILL ME PLEASE FOR I SIMPLY CAN'T BEAR THE HORROR OF IT.
.... Blah. At least I have one week of "holidays".... before my exam begins. As you guys could probably tell by now, I'm damn busy and stressed out nowadays. =( Now that I've officially screwed both my presentations, I feel damn disappointed and pissed, since I REALLY did put in a lot of hard work. And not have it pay off really sucks. So there's a part of me that just wants to screw the exams. But I can't.
So I've decided not to start studying until Monday or later! Yay! :D
Procrastination is bliss. ;) At least I'm happier. WAHAHA. So what if I study damn hard and do so much work so early? Look what happened to my assignments! Time to sleep like a pig first. :D
P.S. I think that I look extremely fugly in formal clothes. Ewww. I hate business-woman-wannabe suits, they're so uncomfortable. =/
Wednesday, July 05, 2006 || My baby takes the morning train
- *long post*
My baby takes the morning train, he works from nine to five and then, he takes another home again, to find me waiting for him ~~~~
MANN I LOVE this song by Sheena Easton. =D
No idea why, but it really cheered me up for the last couple of days. :D I couldn't stop singing it the other day and annoyed my friends. *grin*
"Oh my god, why are you singing it??"
"... cause someday I'll sing it for the guy I'll marry! Woot!", I hooted.
"hahaha you cursed yourself man. If your husband really takes the morning train to work means he damn poor, don't even have a car. Kesian."
-___-;;
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I was extremely stressed out for the last couple of days. -_- I was in major Bossy+Worry mode.
Mainly cause unlike my previous assignments, which were individual assignments, this time around it's a group presentation. And I don't think I'm kidding anyone if I profess to be doing most of the work.
But I'm totally okay. It's life --- shit happens.
=)))) besides, I'm pretty satisfied cause I only have about 6 more pages to go, and I'm done. W00t!
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Today, I was late for class. *cough*Again*cough*.
This time, I happened to arrive very UNfashionably late at the exact same time with a dude pal. When I entered the class, everybody was like "Wahhhhhhh ...".
o_O
I sat beside this guy, and he asked me, "Why were you late huh?? Making out with *censored* behind the college is it?"
FWAHHHH damn gross!!! was my inner reaction, but I could only widen my eyes and blink. Which means I didn't even defend my own honour. OMG.
DAMN swt. =.=''
Went to MV with my college friends today to watch Stay Alive.
FOOOOOOO WAH!
...... It sucks. -_-
But my favourite all-time actress, Sophia Bush of One tree hill is in it. So at least it was kinda worth it. :D
Played pool with John, Canaan and SK.
I know I know, I look like shit. KTHXBYE.
Our other friends didn't wanna join us, and I was appalled.
"Is pool really bad meh???", I asked John.
"No lah ... I guess good peoplethink its like a bad impression lah."
".... I'm gonna go to hell man." o_O
Er ... me in a totally weird "I don't actually know how to play pool but I'll pretend to!" pose. -_-
John teaching SK the basics. Heh.
I ALMOST went into a totally bad mood today. A friend was sooooooooo fucking whiny and bitchy, I almost lashed out vulgarities at the feller. Which wouldn't be pretty, right? :P I just pretended to layan and smiled half-heartedly at her complaints at everything. Meh.
But I was really, really annoyed. Oh man. I don't understand people who are so rude and manage to offend me more than 5 times per day. And you guys know how much I hate having people put me down to my face.
MY best friend Jaclyn wanted to watch Stay Alive and wanted to tag along, but this person adamantly made it a point that she can't come. Fwah, damn annoyed just now.
Of course, knowing me and knowing her, I can't really let our very distinctively different personalities clash so outwardly. Or my assignment will be, in a word, fucked. -_-
(If anybody reading this just so happens to know who I'm talking about, I trust you to not bitch to her/him about this and make a big deal out of it k. at least let me finish my assignments in peace. HEHE)
... =( I need the old, selamba, 'I-dont-give-a-shit' Liz back. I even got a pimple on my forehead cause I was stressing over my assignments so much. Wahlao.
Col friends and I in MV. =)I look so undeniably f-a-t here.
I hate the way I look in pics nowadays. I think it's yet another fugly phase. OMGxonemillion.
I like this pic though. =D Despite my gay fat pose while holding a tissue .... *smiles sheepishly*
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I have decided to announce that I've officially fired Jaclyn from her 'best friend' position. =D
Meet Mimi, my new best friend:
She's female and grew up in errr, Johor. =D
Baby #2, Fifi, loves her too. :D
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.................... HAHAHAHAHA freaking lame wei. I can't believe I just did that.
Anyway, that was a coconut I bought yesterday. It tasted yummilicious too. =)
My baby takes the morning train ... *hums*
Edited:::
I just watched the Miri girl fight vid, which created all the hoo-hah.
OMFG. Girls are damn scary wei! I thank my lucky stars I never got into a fight like that before. O_____O
Even though I *did* feel really bad for the poor chick who got bashed up, there's a part of me that's just like 'er -_-'. I mean, C'MON, how can you just stand there and let other people kick your ass this way?!
If I were her, I'd definitely reach for whatever sharp object nearby and smash it into the gangster chick's head. =/ Even if you're gonna get your ass kicked sooner or later anyway, since they outnumber you, at least cause a bit of pain and stand up for yourself lah! It's called survival. =.=
Tuesday, July 04, 2006 || Normal blogging will resume soon
- Today, dad was extremely pissed at me.
He started yelling at me, both pointing fingers at the things I did do, while accusing me of things I didn't do as well.
And as usual, he ventured into my "forbidden area of discussion". As always, he started comparing me to my sister. Again.
Not that long ago, I vowed, right here in THIS blog, that I would never shed a tear over something stupid and pointless like my dad and his insecurities again.
So while he lashed at me, I stonily, sarcastically remarked, "I guess doing drugs and sleeping around is okay. Alright. Point taken."
He glared at me and yelled, "SO WHAT? So what if she did? That doesn't have anything to do with this!"
I angrily stared at him, and really, for once, LOOKED at him. All I could see was a tired, disillusioned and confused man, desperately seeking for a tint of perfection, lost in his own illusions of how much the world owes him.
Am I REALLY THAT bad?, I used to wonder. I mean, I don't go clubbing, I don't do drugs, I don't smoke and I don't drink, despite the fact that most of my friends are into almost all of the above. But just because I don't do seemingly "bad" things does not make me a good person.
What if everything he has ever said about me was true? Am I really a horrible, selfish person who does not give a fuck about anybody else? A walking disaster waiting to happen?
So I absorbed everything he said today, replaying all the hurtful and angry words in my head. And I've realized that they do not make sense to me, at all.
You big, fucking hypocrite. Who the HELL do you think you are to make me question myself this way, who the hell are you to tell me how wrong I am, when YOU can't even see how wrong YOU can be? You hypocrite!, the evil, angry, impulsive and hurt part of me wanted to shout at him. To stand up for myself and defend everything I believe in in the harshest way possible. To hurt him in return.
But I stared at the tired-looking, angry man standing in front of me ... and a huge part of me almost felt sorry for him. Sorry that he can't grasp the fact that life is too short, and too imperfect. Feeling sorry that he wants everyone around him to help carry his burdens, not understanding the fact that everyone has their own burdens to hold. Who does not?
I sadly shook my head and walked away. Out of the house I love so much, yet I can't call it 'home' with a loving tone.
And I didn't cry. Not a single tear. Not this time, not anymore.
Sunday, July 02, 2006 || total bliss =)
- There are very few moments in life when I feel absolutely happy.
You know what happiness feels like, right? Sure, I have loads of fun in life. But I don't feel specifically happy much. Like ... this intense feeling of joy waiting to burst in you. Like you're floating on a cloud, singing out loud, not giving a damn about the world and all its worries. :)
I'm feeling fully satisfied with everything in my life right now. Sure, there are people who judge me, people who expect me to be different, people who try to bring me down with their harsh words and raised-eyebrows ......
But I have friends who love me for who I am, a dysfunctional-but-caring family, a cute dog to cuddle. :)
At this particular moment, I don't feel lonely or lost at all. I'm so very happy to be alive.
I think that life was meant to be like this. Blissful. Endless. Happy. Until our selfish natures got into the way. =/
I'm happy that I love God (despite what judgemental asses say *gr*), I love my friends, and that I'm a generally good person. :D I can make mistakes and improve along the way, right?
So yup. Thanks to all the people who have been there for me, or who has been friendly or nice to me. You could've chosen to plainly ignore me or look past me, but you didn't - you cared. I appreciate it.
I'm happy :D and even though I know I'll go to sleep feeling this happy and possibly wake up feeling like shit .... I really wish that I could capture this moment forever and keep it in a box for me to smile at whenever I'm down.
I wish that everybody could be happy. All the time.
Saturday, July 01, 2006 || Of birthdays, random fugly pictures, and STRESS
- Yesterday was Suet's birthday celebration, and a whoooooooooole bunch of us went to Manhattan's fish market to celebrate! :D
The food was AMAZING and the place was SOOOO COOL!!!!111oneone
*GASP*
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OKAY OKAY FINE. I lent my cam to Suet, and she was the one who took the picture, not me. =(
I didn't go. =((((( Cause I had to finish my psychology assignment. Wtf.
I'm fully transforming into a nerd. *goofy nerd grin*
Anyway, happy belated birthday, Suet! Yay!
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Some random pics, mainly to fill up my empty and ugly blog:
Me, camwhoring during Marketing class. Which goes to show how deep my concentration level is, when I'm in class... HAHA. With a bit of interruption from John. =P
Putting this up cause I think everybody looks damn funny and cute here. Wahaha!
Christine and I :D [insert witty caption here cuz I dunno what else to say. A fugly pic speaks a thousand words. *ahem*]
Jac-buntut and I. HAHA.
I need to bring my camera around more. And blog more. And GO OUT MORE, instead of staying home finishing stupid assignments.
=(
OH YA I teman-ed Jaclyn to buy a pair of color-ed contact lenses today. I told her to buy green or something, but she finally listened to the sales dude and ended up with amethyst. -_-
Er ........
......quite nice la. =P
"You know, you wear color-ed contact lenses ar, you're setting yourself on an even more different league you know. Guys can't stand girls with so much eye-makeup and therefore I don't think they can stand girls with contacts also.", I wisely told her.
"I don't care la, as long as I look better. Mwahaha"
........ O_o
We're destined to be single for a very, very, very berry long time.
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Just a few days ago, I was told to fill up this weird STRESS survey. You know, I was supposed to list down, in the right order, the main stresses that I'm currently facing.
I briefly ran my eyes across all of 'em.
Exam and homework stress. Err .... I do get headaches over my assignments but I wouldn't classify them as STRESS. Just an itch I HAVE to scratch.
Boy-girl relationships. I know I always complain about my singlehood, but I really don't get bothered at all. =.= Not in a disturbing way, anyway.
Physical looks. .... Errr. I don't think I'm pretty or anything, and there are times when I'm super tulan about the way I look, but it has never really been THAT big of a problem. Yet.
........ I realized that I really don't get stressed out much at all. =D
Is that a good or a bad thing?!?
So in the end, I only ticked Money worries as a form of stress for me. :P I mean, c'mon, who doesn't worry about money?
I know I do. Which is why a part of me is so damn happy that I already passed up my individual assignment and that I don't get stressed much at all, and another bigger part of me is really upset at my upcoming GROUP assignments and the fact that I currently only have 20 bucks in my wallet.
Life is fun, but it totally sucks. Sometimes.
