cartoons are the life of every party.

Dudu-facey-lindsaylohan-suzie and fantymoi.

The picture is shoo cute right? We did it in the middle of 2nd period Thinking Skills, when Ms. Yoong was being boring as per usual.

I also hate Sony Ericsson cameras because when you forget to silent it,

the effing "click" is so loud.

reminds me of that time Lee-Sah and I tried to take a picture of this swimmer dood

she totally had a crush on during math tuition form 3

good memories kan lis? ;)

xx

congradulations to you CK on the high flying results, and Flo too.

Judging by the enthusiasm in which you type, i assume you did fantastico!

Gratsss. shall we celebrate?

life is so depressing these days, anything is worth celebrating; right dear?

by the way, i found out also today that Ms. Yoong (my fboring thinkingskills lecturer)

is the aunty of ALEX YOONG! The F1 racing car driver,

tho, it took me the better part of 20 minutes to finally find out who he is xD

don't blame me, i don't watch F1.

but dooooooood

cool innit?

Bald

My sensitivity towards the temperature has now increased by 100%! Now the sun seems hotter, the wind seems colder and everything else seems to be brighter.

But enough about my scalp endeavors, guess what doods? Awesome results! Not as in I have become more socially competent, but it is in my educational aspect. Semester exam results are out and there are just mind boggling. Extremely grateful (cb Accounts, but no matter) and elated, which I owe every bit to God because this is nothing short of a miracle and not that I have another person's result.

Congrats to Florence also.

Really looking forward to next sem. I think its going to be a whole lot better (anything without Accounts is automatically better anyway) .

don't believe in living normal

As i was strolling along the tight, stuffed, smelly, crowded, and noisy hallway of Taylors today; I came to a sudden, abrupt realisation. i found myself (contrary to my own believes) judging the many faces i see pass me sub-conciously. i didn't give it much thought, until later in the library when i was listening to some music and trying to catch up on some work.

to my horror i couldn't concentrate.

deciding this was going to bother me all day until i paid ample attention to it first, i set aside the chemistry textbooks and let my mind scrutinize at will. An observation i drew from this exercise, was that my eyes immediately pointed out the "ugly" people first.

deciding again that, that wasn't fair,
i gave these people another squint.
was then i realised there weren't so ugly after all, especially after seeing them casually converse with their own friends.
i picked another specimen

i checked out (for lack of a better word) the better looking people.

first glance, nice but look away quickly.
second glance, wait a minute; their noses are kind of big.
prolonged second glance later, you start to notice they don't stand out as much anymore as previous said "ugly" people. at this point i stopped and ponder.

i noticed this strange phenomenon i never noticed before, then i drew my conclusion on a sheet of paper in my journal based on my observations.
-my eyes didn't pick up the good-looking people it seems, they picked up the confident and happy people first and classified them as good-looking. this, i realise was how i judged beauty.

I don't know about you two, but beautiful to me only comes after knowing the person. srsly.
take for example Serena (aka. Blake Lively), i didn't think she was all that when i was first introduced to GG (Flo can be my witness), but come season 2 (after knowing her confident and carefree self) i think she is absolutely drop dead gorgeous and i love everything she wears and everything about her.

my point being, ugly or not, it is your option to stand out,
confidence is equivalent to being smashing.
which brings back to my title ; I don't believe in living normal.
I live spectacularly.
xx
now i can go back to chemistry.
why am i blogging all this?
because i know you love hearing that you're beautifool in some way or another.

s'kay, who doesn't like reading that? ;)
you narcissictic little bitches.

inspired by,
well if you wanna get free
and if you wanna do the passionate thing
and if you wanna get smart for the sake of your heart
and oh you should own your name and stand up tall
and get real and
see the beauty in ugly
- the beauty in ugly, Jason Mraz

OH my G

you twooo. blogging here using Jit's account now lah.

In any case,
I totally hear you girlfriendd, Mamma Mia! IS TOTALLY AWESOMEEE.
XXCYBER-FIIIEEEXXX
have fun you two, unlike moi who has to stay home and study tonight.
i'm sure the play would be a blasttttt.
and i am adding extra letters to the back of all my words for emphasis
grrr I really wanna be there tonightttt ;( cibai.

I wuv you two to bitssss.

xx

Now where was I? Hmm .Cumulative Frequency Curves sings to me....
Honey honey, how you thrill me, ah-hah, honey honey
Honey honey, nearly kill me, ah-hah, honey honey
I'd heard about you before
I wanted to know some more
And now I know what they mean, you're a love machine
Oh, you make me dizzy

-catch on to the awesomeness that is ABBA music, old school baby!

How?

"Do unto others as you would have others do unto you."

it's Sarah here!! haha
yes boys dont be shocked!!
it is me!

greetings from jit yang's house! =)

i dont know why i feel like blogging here either.
just wanted annoy jit yang and chee kong =P

ps, jit yang thinks im the cutest thing on EARTH!
and Mamma Mia is the MOVIE OF THE YEAR! hahaha
=P

yellow rocks too!

oh, last thing i think i'll be skipping my exam next week

diss-apation.

doods, college re-opens tommorow. back to the ritual of fucked-upness
i havent' done anything all week,
Xcept, spend alot of money, go out with you guys and watching series after series and going out with you guys.
I miss it already.
dangit, why all good things must come to an end?
xx

Today marks the day I discovered Dad's stubborn nature, and spent all evening gossiping with Mum about it. see, we're repainting our house (don't know if I've mentioned this before) ; and after fixing up the fiasco that yours truly left behind last week;we started painting the gates.
and ze gates are a bitch.
brilliant mum then suggests we try the special brush she bought to paint gates - the fuck right? how come she didn't bring out the big guns earlier? *rolls eyes at this point*
then lo behold! the painting process of the gates became dog-easy with said guns.
however, dad refuses to use the tool because he believes so much in his old school brush.
Two hours and a half later, i finished my side of the gate and dad wasn't even halfway thru his and his painty is fugly (even for a simple gate)
I left him at it and went to gossip with Mum about his behaviour.

she said :
*translates from canton*
It's like that wan lah, that time i told him his pants were size 33, he insisted he was 35, buy already cannot wear, but still force himself to wear. so what to do? wear a belt loh

-hoho, i love my parents. they're a piece of work.

Witnessed

Looks like this time, someone took a bite out of the frosting before the cake.
But don't worry dear, we know for sure Karma exists.
And last I checked, it targets those with frosting on their mouth; period.

xx

don't be eating cake now; even if you do leave the frosting.

The rempit here

@Mingster -- Sounds great but hiring a live band is a bit over the top for me, unless its our own live band and maybe we can do without the shit, its too smelly, but it might be just me.

Anyway I've been enjoying automobilic freedom the past 2 days which is sadly offset by having no life beefing up Squall and Co.. But I manage to score a few hours at the Tung residence earlier so it was quite ok.

Okla seriously, 1 paragraph is the best I can manage. My life has been that lifeless.

Before I end I just add some extra info about the play just incase everyone went all dulan about the lack of info on the poster. Hold your horses cause its more like a short skit around 8-10minutes long and we are performing under the banner of this event called The Platform whereby ANYONE can join. Supposingly a normal show should house 6 -- 15 minute skits such as ours but rarely there is 6 shows up for viewing. So if on next monday there is only ours, please don't curse us for driving out all the way to KL just to watch us (which should be worth it no matter how long we perform) for 8 minutes.

Another thing, since it is KL, I strongly advise that you car pool or come by personal transport. Although the KTM is very convenient on its own, but its at night in a case where there will be 6 shows, then it the whole thing might end quite late (if you were to choose to stay for the whole thing) and the KTM might not be open then. If you still insist on using the KTM then may I add that you should have someone accompany you because the route to KLPac is dark. The map to KLPac and any information of getting there is available on the KLPac website. 

I hope that answers most of your questions. If you wanna ask about the play itself, the synopsis and what not, well, why not come down next monday and find out yourself? =D

The mingster here

Thanks kazillons for that enlightening comment Lee-Sah and speaking of which, are you gonna attend the thang that I oh-so failed to promote? Don't say I didn't warn ya, you'll be missing big shit if you're not going.

On a nother note, things seem to be rooting on the upside this week. Allegedly, my parents will be back soon from their little *inserts sacarstic inverted commas here* camping trip, and all shall be well again. No more watering the plants, and doing the laundry to cheesy ABBA music anymore for me! ( I'm doing all the housework because I'm both efficient, and brother bribed me with a dinner at Madam Kwan's Mid Valley last night, double ke-yum-ness)

And and! I am very upset we had to cancel the sleepover you whores. Owe owe owe me biggie time time ya'all.

But of course, I didn't blog to complaint about the mundane to you two.

As I was in the shower today singing along to the Mamma Mia! soundtrack and dancing my fat little ass off, I was struck with a brilliant idea!

WHY DONT WE....
TOTALLY....

Host a completely fuck-some party come December??
The idea is so hot, it fries my brain everytime i think about it. So it's like *pst*pst*pst*charred*ow*stop-thinking-ming the whole effing day.
Totally right??? We can have a live band and shit! Details I'll tell you next I see you.

Aiyoh, I beh tahan myself. How lah now. Shall we doooitt??

xx

shoutouts :
Happy Raya to my fawesome Malay bffs ever Fana, Aida, and Leee-sah.
Dapat banyak duit raya and belanja me kot... *ngeks*

VWWJ, careful abit lah when you drive. Dead people not cool weih. Not funny either.

SOS

WOOOOOAAAAAAOOOOOOO

Colour Paper

Was fooling around with this while listening to Sam Sparro. Chun. Check his album out. Serious. Syiok geh.