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wtf is wrong with me?

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i don't know. i wish i knew. i've just been so emotional these few days.

and you guys know best what that means. when i am emotional, i cut my hair.

gawd, please guide me through this. not again. not so soon. i can almost imagine myself having beautiful long hair. but how on earth will that materialize if i don't stop my tendency of cutting my hair? exactly, wtf is wrong with me?

every time i feel out of place, i cut my hair. it's not that i believe that it will ward off bad luck anyways. it's just so me that i love cutting my hair. no matter how many times already i've told myself i've gotta start somewhere if i want long beautiful hair. sighs. i think i am crazy. maybe i'll shave my head bald one day like britney.


i've been stuffing down alot too lately.

sometimes it really scares the daylight out of me reflecting at my own diet. i mean, given my petite size, who would have guess i eat more than my dad? i seem to find happiness in eating. and i am not even a food expert wtf. i just love the feeling of knowing i can eat that much. and seriously, if this goes on, i can see myself growing sideways already.

i mean, 2 bowls of large rice for a girl my height?

it's depressing, not funny, my dear. what more when people like me has no self control huh? guilt only starts gushing in once the meal is over, and there's pretty much nothing i could do for i've already down the fats. looking at my increasing waistline is even more depressing. and going on a diet isn't exactly my forte wtf. aiya alibaba you all won't understand anyways.

eating has become my way of escaping from the world sometimes. similar to cutting my hair, i eat more whenever i am sad or angry. like seriously, wtf is wrong with me? any doctors to be out there able to explain this symptom of craziness?


i just want to be happy =(

too many things have been running through my mind. i worry too much about the present and the future. sometimes i just can't help wonder would people die of thinking too much?

i think about what future holds for me. i think about what i want and what i need. i think about my goals in life. i think about what do i want to take up in college when it's still like half a decade away.

so much for a 14 year old eh?

another habit of mine is to carry unnecessary burdens on my shoulder. things totally uncalled for actually. i just feel happy being able to help others although more often than not it leaves me angry at myself. angry that i could have done a better job helping myself instead of others. angry that i have to feel so effing insecure all the time.



i've been getting angry so much nowadays that it scares people around me. i am sorry for that lor. it's not something i want. i've never liked the idea of being authoritative. but now i really don't know why things get on my nerve THAT easily. and i thought i've always been strong.

a strong guise, it is?

truth is, i don't know. people say ignorance is a bliss and yes, how true that is. i really want to shout at CERTAIN people around me how much i dislike their temper too, the way they dislike mine. i can't help but feel annoyed sometimes. the same people saying the same things over and over again. i CAN take jokes, but not all the time. i have feelings too. i live, sleep, eat, breathe hatred the way you do too. if you think i won't ever talk back just because i laugh along, you obviously still isn't aware of what's in for you.

i hope you are reading this. happy girls get angry too.



call me selfish but i think i am deserving of the treatment others get.

sorry for all these emo crap. i am just not feeling too well right now and the only way i could express myself is through words. still, i think i could have done better but this is a journal recording the bits and pieces of my life, not some essay-writing competition.

to those who had been there for me, a big thank you from the bottom of my heart. what more could i say?

sometimes, maybe it's true that chemistry does exist. with the right person around, you just feel right. words need not be expressed verbally and one could still feel it.

if any of you really read it up till here, which i really doubt any would, thank you for your time. much much appreciated. =)

Labels: confessions, Dear Diary, Emo, Me Myself and I

Your Lover's Lover 8:27 AM

Appreciation.

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The cd drive's spoiled, the burner's not working, the phone kong out, the modem's f*cked up, the almost lost cam, the sore throat, the blackout, the suki speech, the billy posters, the pressure in the ear, the terrible assessments, the revision, the end up being the one sitting ALONE out of the other 28 other human in my class after the place changing, the unusual huge appetite, the reputation after literally 'bounced off' big mac and whatnots.

Have you got all that to worry before in less than a week?

I am not in the mood to post pictures so bug off okay? I am busy getting my life 'back on track' and so anyone standing in my way you're in for nothing good because when I am pissed off I bite. And no, I am not exaggerating. You'll probably never understand because I reckon you've never went through all that in a week when you were 13. You were probably still busy playing with marbles back then.

It's a blow right in the face. One minute my life's so perfect, the next it's like this. If those people above aren't made of bitches, I don't know what they are made off.

I so don't want to see the doctor again.

Labels: Bad Luck, Dear Diary, Life, School

Your Lover's Lover 6:00 AM

Idol.

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You know, like how in my ENTIRE life I've never have an idol of my own. I go with the flow and yes, that's about it.

Not anymore.

I found Lee Hom. And he is nothing less than perfect. He communicates through music, and for that I admire him. He's a true musician. How many artiste nowadays are able to play all sorts of instruments?

How many of them knows how to play the piano, violin, guitar, drum and most surprisingly, the er hu? How many would actually give up going to Princeton and Yale [!!!] just to pursue music. Yes, it's a very daring move indeed. Not forgetting that his voice is really brilliant, he can speak english, and his body is to die for.

And I think his songs are meaningful beyond words. Like how often do you see me listening to mandarin songs? The korean fad has left me for good. I realized that those pretty korean boys are not 'made to last' as it is made as such that the Korean entertainment industry do not even give you a second glance once you hit 25. [or so. And I am not being anal by saying this. Definitely the truthful fact all of you are aware of] The music is to be savoured, but I don't quite like the fact that bands after bands were disbanded. And I can only pray now that FT Island and DBSK can last for a well 10 more years or so! [or better still, longer!]

So, what I am trying to say is, Lee Hom is already 32 and he's still doing well. And that supports my point that he's really so multi talented that when he stomp the stage during one of his performance, someone left a comment like 'omg mega star doing that makes him seem more human like'. XD

Try listening to his 'Not Your Average Thug'. It sounds like those Sexy Back kind but I don't know why I am so drawn into listening it over and over again. Maybe it's the lyrics. Maybe it's something else. And the other MUST MUST listen is his 'Luo Ye Gui Gen'. It's made sounding so oriental I actually feel proud of my culture wtf. And I am inspired to take PIANO CLASSES after listening to it.

And funny thing is, I used to think that girls playing piano are so cissy and i don't want to be stereotyped along with other girls because it really looks like ALL THE GIRLS IN MY CLASS ARE TAKING PIANO CLASSES WTF. But I think boy playing the piano is very very sexy -__-" I am weird and well aware of that.

I.must.play.luo.ye.gui.gen.one.day.i.am.determined.

Mark my words for it. When there's a will, there's a way.

I know some of you will be having a solid stand of me being 'cina' for liking some mandarin songs. So be it then. He's a talent not to be missed and of that I am sure.
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omg I ran 8 rounds around the badminton court today I am so proud of myself. Like I CANNOT even run 1 round usually. Thanks Miss Regina. My hatred towards your publicly displayed practice of favoritism drove me to succeed in doing such an unbelievable task. I am deeply touched and thankful for the opportunity you give me by only punishing me when I told sammi to pull her shirt lower even though when those form 3s were talking and laughing right in front of you, you choose to ONLY grant me the 'award' just for the sake of proving how much you favor me compared to others. I am truly grateful for you spontaneous act of kindness for picking on me. And want to know what's the formula that kept me from fainting/breaking down/ dying?

I kept telling myself that i am gonna prove to this bitch that I can make it. When there's a will, there's a way. And I am actually quite amazed at how my body could react to my motivated mind wtf. And I think she is racist. But that's story for another time. Not elaborating. I am a racist myself but as a teacher YOU CANNOT be racist. I am being brutally honest here.

Who ask you out of all occupation you want are only capable to be a teacher? ;)

These kinda females should just stay at home and generate babies. nothing more. i think she is self-deprecating females as a whole with the way she goes about things and her manner of speech. I am not saying this just over today's incident but over many.

No wonder people call her Miss Vagina. Maybe there's nothing more interesting about you than that. Enough said.

Labels: bitches, Dear Diary, idol, LEE HOM, Me Myself and I, Opinions, School, teachers

Your Lover's Lover 3:57 AM

Party?

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Ok so teachers' day party is like this Friday bla bla yadda yadda get poorer whee wheee havoc awaits. =) So this time, party is like 2 days away, no food, no planning nothing. Okay maybe there was a little planning but most of the time tht's all cakap only. Tak boleh pakai one some of the ideas. So we're planning to collect about 15 bucks from everyone and we are gonna use tht money to buy a cake and two tubs of baskin robin's. Don't ask if the ice cream is gonna melt or not. Tht's not the question.

ATTENTION PEOPLEEEE!

Okay I mean form 1G-ians lah. So Chea sort of agree to my suggestion. I think everyone shoudl be in a group of four and 1 group will bring like 2 dishes/drinks++. Then I don't think there'll be much waste. So people, try to pay as soon as possible. And by as soon as possible, I mean like tomorrow. Tomorrow's already Wednesday la fren.

And I hve to say teh decor are way too much la. Making those rings. And I wonder how many pieces of NotVeryCheap paper they are gonna use to make those rings. And at the end of the day, I think raveena will hve to cover the cost la.

TOO BAD LAH!

Okay fine so I am makign the invitation card. Tell me if it's good enough to be passed around among the teachers. Deserves a whoa or a boo? You comments matters yo!

Ahem ahem.

Tell me if you think certain things could hve been better. [example- the man shouldn't be pink, the bckground should be more white bla bla tape must be red font not nice weelala]

Labels: Dear Diary, Party, Posters, School

Your Lover's Lover 3:21 AM

Finally Over!

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Okay fine, I know I promised some urm..interesting stuff but sadly I have to break my promise because my fellow friends refuse to accompany me to the canteen during lunch despite the fact tht I was as hungry as a 300 yr old snake who hasn't eaten anything since 150 years + 500 year - 350 years. You do the counting la, genius.

Okay fine, so I actually wanted to do a review about canteen food and stuff about how ridiculously priced certain items are. Rm3.30 for a SMALLL BOWL OF ME?! Over the boarder lor can? It wasn't even half of those we had during the days when we had our old canteen where nobody gives a damn if it's a canteen or a cafe or a tuckshop. Asalkan ada cheap delicious food, we don't care. And it's REALLY funny how we can even complain about the price of food then. Now that I have to admit my Rm10 isn't enough for a day, I am starting to appreciate those days when we can purchase a bowl of super yummy prawn mee for Rm2.50 [BIG SUMMORE OK?!]

Okayla, not gonna talk about something SO DEPRESSING such the $$ factor.

Exam's over. Pressurized mode- Off

Seriously, I've NEVER been so serious about exams. I don't even care if it's final or whatever. Not tht I was over confident, the URGE to study just isn't there. I am not like those who cry over their mark. Never did tht. Why? Because exams mean nothing to me and as long as I've done my best, it doesn't matter if I get a A or an E. It's the same anyway.

BUT NOT NOW. I've studied like @#$%^&* for this exam ok? I even started my revision two weeks before the exams! I am just pressured this time because everyone around me was studying like mad and for the sake of ego, I can't lose to those ex 3rd calsses WHICH I DID during the second assesment.

No people, no grudges against you. We are a family and I have NOTHING against tht. I was from the third class too back when I was in Year 4. I worked my way up. If counted using the Year 4's year end exams, in my year 5's second class I am supposed to be number nineteen but heck, I ended up getting number 2. So yeah, I think everyone deserves a chance la. This UPSRDecideYourClass thingy is really good. Look, if you people from the other classes were nto give the chance, it's HARD for you to go up la. So yeah, actually love you presence in this class lah. [not for certain idiots who can't even diffrenciate the difference between PARAGUAY and URUGUAY tho'.]

You can all me the AssYangTakMahuMengakuKalahWalaupunAlreadyKalah but whatever la. It's about pride also la sometimes. And SOMETHING tells me I didn't did so badly this time around. My instincts are usually undependable so let's see if God is mean enough to PROVE ME WRONG.

I am officially a 25 inches. Yeay to you fat people. You must be happy I joined your gang. MWHAHAHAHAHAH! T.T

Labels: Dear Diary, Exams, School Cafe

Your Lover's Lover 2:25 AM

wtfbbq

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Blogger has been gay since 12896296 years agola ok? I swear I've updated several times but then it just has to be so bodoh it won't show my post blarghh.

Seriously, I think God is trying to indicate to me I hve to be patient and stuff because I wrote a post about a person but ends up blogger can't post it. And great news is, thank goodness I did not post it because well, there are more DRAMAS to watch so yeah, it's sort of fun to see how a person can be such a fool for so long thinking tht they are on top of the world.

And nono, I am not gonna spoil it all by blogging about it. Why should I? A good movie ahead.

And sad to say, I am the pupetter. A story with me behind it did not, is not and will not have a good ending. Well, too bad lah!

But to close friends, I guess you already tahula wht is waiting ahead. But to YOU, don't be so omfg perasan ok? Not about you. How can I include in in my cast?! *rolls eyes*

Seriously, i've been rolling my eyes alot lately it's becoming a bad habbit lor ok? But I only roll my eyes at the right situation. But sometimes, it REALLY works when I roll my eyes at certain people la. No use fighting with them one. Just roll your eyes lor. Ask Chea. I can suddenly call him and roll my eyes at him for no reason and he'll understand what i am trying to say already- someone annoying is at a dangerously near radius from me.

Okay la this post is so meaningless but since some people have been telling em my blog is so dead, I've decided to make a post. Besides, if ANYTHING interesting were to happen soon, I can tell tht fool "I TOLD YOU SO". =) I am evil, yes, thank you very much.

Labels: Dear Diary

Your Lover's Lover 4:09 AM

Bookshop.

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Not very long ago [in fact it was last week wtf], I was at MPH to get myself a copy of Empress Orchid. Tht book damn chun okay?! Rm30 or so. Sad thing is, I finished the whole book in two days. But neverminds, I am still gonna reread one la ONE DAY.

And yes, out of boringness, I finally put my hp cam to use. Went around and snap snap snap!

Theme: EYES.

Ugly Eyes-

This pic isn't very clear. Maybe it's the makeup, maybe it's the saggy skin but whtever. It looks horibble in the real book cover I saw in the bookstore.

Okay okay it's blur. Wht you expect wor? 3 megapixel hp cam + glossy magazine cover= blur photos. Whtever la. UGLY MEANS UGLY LOR. Nono, don't tell me it's artistic, it's.....blah...just say whtever you wanna say la wth.

Terrible. =)

I know this is very subjective. These kinda chinese opera eyes are artistic and beautiful. But this paticular person makes it ugly. Oh welllssss....

You think neon light meh....

Pretty Eyes-

Urm maybe it's pretty just becuz it's BIG. =P

A little vixentish but still nice la.

The Prettiest Eyes Award goes to......

*drum rolls*

*_*! HAWT LEHHHH!

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Retrolicious!

Notebooks la =/

Lately I am having this thing over notebooks. I wanna purchase all of them in the bookshop but I can't bring myself to do tht, SOMEHOW. 9 bucks for a notebook? Kill me.

Since i can't bring myself to get a notebook for 9 bucks. Why not you get me one and I'll pay you back 5 bucks? ;) BLAHHHHHHHH! I have a million notebooks at home already but then again, I don't think i'll be using any of them in public because they are downright FUGLY. Oh wellzzzzz......

Another one....
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*_*" har wtf?

Sounds prominent enough? ;P

The book I bought. Friends thinks I am nuts because I read this kinda books. NICE LA WEIH! Talking about how those china emperor's concubines fight for the emperor's attention bla bla bla.

Nah Alea darling, for you! It's some lipbalm ad in Seventeen mag if I remembered correctly. =P

Bought this plaster. Thnx Ariel/Britney for getting it for me!

All these while, I've been using those typical orange color plaster because I was being cheap. I used to think wht's the point of getting these kinda printed plaster since cutting oneself isn't something to be HAPPY over and also not an opportunity to parade those fashionable plaster. Afterall, we are gonna throw it away after we use it. BUT NOT ANYMORE! Since I saw this pop art plaster, I know I must have it!

I am gonna stick one on my skin even when it's not bruised. Yes, my obsession over these kinda design is weird. I will still have those cheap orange plaster in my bag. So when anyone needs one, I can give them those laucah ones. Hell yeah, I am being economical again. Yes, I am the stingiest person on earth but so what? XD [orange plaster= 1 ringgit+. Pop art plaster= 4.00 ringgit +]

Question of the day:-

Yes, it's a little blur but you get the picture lah.

Found this XX brand shoe in a mag. If I didn't scan the page for the price, I would hve assumed it's just another shoe from vincci tht at most will cost you about 150 bucks.

And I am so WRONG.

Those who can guess/estimate the price, WITHOUT CHECKING THE REAL THING FROM THE MAG OUT, will be rewarded with a scoop/stick of ice cream of your choice. =)

BYEH!

Labels: Books, Dear Diary, Outings, Pictures, Random

Your Lover's Lover 9:06 PM

Kabalachan!

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Tht Ching Ming thingy took so many hours off my life, I tell ou my longvity has just shortened by 10 years. =)

Yes, the journey to tht Nirwana Memorial Park took me two and a half hours. My butt also flat la weih. Have many pictures i want to post, and sadly, my wire is still with my bro's friend who is still in Genting attending some Bollywood thingy. I am praying hard some guy won't still dahl over my cam.

I am still deciding whether or not to attend cheer tomorrow. WHYLA SO MANY DECISIONS TO BE MADE. I know I'll be damn exhausted by the time school ends. Let FATE decide la wtf.

Nothing else I think. Some anonymous people with no better hobby then go dipping their cookies in lonkang water are surfacing AGAIN. Visited many blogs and wells, let's hope it won't infest my blog la. Some stupid person pretending to be Brenda in SC's blog. Some retarded kid pretending to be POH YEEE in Colin's blog. And then yes, as usual misunderstanding will happen. And kudos, I hate you, you hate me. =)

I don't know why I am talking about this, even when it has NOTHING to do with me. Maybe I just don't like the idea tht both my friends are drifting apart just because A thought tht it was B who left nasty comments on his blog. And then B deny everything, but he did say tht he intended to do so. Oh wells, I believe in B and I won't blame A's judgments. It's just so NO NICE la to see them quarrel over these kinda small tiny weeny matters. =/

p/s: I've been stalking everyone's blog. Saying random stuff liek HIII TRALALALALAL! just because i have nothign better to do. Even visited some stranger's blog to say happy belated birthday wtf. =)

Labels: Dear Diary

Your Lover's Lover 7:23 AM

Malang day.

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Today super malang I tell you.

Can't go to Great Eastern Mall with my friends to get the hamster as classpet, can't attend cheer practice...JUST BECAUSE I HVE TO SEE THT EAR DOCTOR

who threatens tht if my coughing continues it could lead to asthma wtf i don't care.

Then, I lost my white gold pendent with a small saphire and diamond on it. The necklace broke a few months ago.

And yes, Gene did get me a very beautiful cross necklace. Suppose to pay her 10 bucks for tht. A necklace and a pair of earings. The necklace memang chio la. I thought maybe I couldn't own two things at once tht's why I lose my white gold pendant+ cheap metal necklace. Anyway, I didn't really care about tht la. And you know whatt?

One of the sparkling sequin/whtever came of my chio necklace and now it looks kinda weird. I found tht piece and thought maybe I could glue it back because I really like it. And yes, i was trying to put it back into its place when it flew away to somewhere only gawd knows. IS THT MALANG OR WHAT?!

I wanted to take picture of it geh, BUT THEN, bro lend my camera to his friend. it's fine with me. I thought maybe I could take picture of it using my phone, and yes, the connecting tht wire was lent to my bro's friend ALSO.

To top the malang day off, I forgotten to bring my pencil case back. HOW COULD THT POSIBBLY HAPPEN?! I REMEMBER SO EFFING CLEARLY I PUT IT INTO MY BAG OK! Tht's the last thing I did before I went home, except if some itchy butt person go took it out la.

And yes, I wonder wht malang things will happen SOON.....=/

Labels: Bad Luck, Dear Diary

Your Lover's Lover 1:36 AM

International Food Fiesta

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Okay, I just CAN'T say it's FANTABULOUS.

It was ordinary but I had FUN FUN FUN FUN! bwhahahah wtf. =='

Firstly, need to wear BLACK shirt for tht opening ceremony, which I managed to CABUT, thanks to something called, NEVER PUNCTUAL. =)

Okay la, I was late and the student council members were on the other side and I find it pretty RUDE for me to dash across the road just to join them. So, I just stayed where I was and yes, tht VIP talked for 30 mins + I swear I would hve fainted if I stayed on. =)

Went to sell coupons lor. My shift was from 10 to 12. It was pretty okay, considering the fact tht I could hve sold CURRY FISHBALLS instead of coupons. The thought of curry fishball is enough to turn my appetite OFF la. I guess it's because the fishballs my club sold wasn't hot enough wth. My coupon selling went pretty well with all those typical auntie "BUY 2 ONLY AHH?! BUY 3 LAAAAHHH! LUCKY NUMBER MAR SIR!"

Okay, only 1 guy say I am a good saleswomen *ahem ahem*. Others was.. emo?

There was this lady wearing some branded shades, coach handbags and look pretty SOFT to em I thought maybe it would be fine tht I approach her in tht manner. Oh YEAH YOU KNOW WHAT...

she act like the didn't hear me and went off without even a smile when I say thank you to her so politely, something I hardly say. Hmm, wht about putting it in this way; the ratio of people I say thank you to is about 1;30.

YOU KNOW AHHHHH! okay the end. I am nto gonna exaggerate or else it's gonna sound so drama queenish and people will hate me again and kudos, I will reenter the not- everybody- likes- me rehab center. All i can say is, I just don't get it why people, or rather some ADULTS cna be so cold? I shall say the way they reacted was pretty arrogant. I was on a SHIFT, I wasn't HIRED by the school to sell coupons wtf and so respect sikit can?

And I SORT OF cheated one girl of her 50 bucks sorry very much lor ok? She came and I was like, "HELLO CUTIE BUY COUPONS! RM10 PER BOOK!" and she tore her coupons to buy and I told her " NONO USE REAL MONEY LA DEAR" and she came back about 5 mins later with 50 bucks. I was asking her how much she want many times but she stayed mute so wht can I do besides ASSUMING SHE WANTS 5 BOOKS?! Okayla, I admit I also wanna get more profit for the SAKE OF MY BLAHDEEE WONDERFUL SCHOOL. Later, she came back for a refund but Ms Geetha said it wasn't posibble so, oh wells, good luck cutie. All the best to you your mom won't slaughter you. =)

Next, my ONLINE GIRLFRIEND, yuen may came and oh yeah, we went around the school. Her boufriend came too. i showed her some people from ssg and bla bla. Took her to Bam and she said it looks like some drug addict place with that VERY VERY EMO roti canai maker. To hell with freedom of showing emotions, THIS GUY SHOULD BE FIRED. Liek wtf man, he can get all emo when people say "ABANG PLANTA PLANTA! CEPATTTTT!"

We are school kids so whatcha expect wor? =='

Tht time when some kids did tht he go so emo he slammed tht innocent piece of roti on the table and shouted "APA LU MAUUUUU?!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *add the RAWR effects behind* Gila sial. He was pretty emo tht day and got on our nerves when he sharpen/polish his knife/table. He did it so FAST and we were talking about him, he suddenly look at us and did it SLOW MOTION wtf. I don't knowla if he knows eng or not wth. I think he got pissed off because I said ABANG RODEEE BLANDA SATOO in those stupid indian accent. Oh wells, my bad. =/

Next, saya balik rumah at 3.45 or so and then I slept like a pig cut cut cut not tht you people wnana know this. -.-'

Tht pretty much sums up my dad. I wouldn't say IFF was a BLAST. It was ok. I STILL think last year was better. XD

Labels: Dear Diary, Events, School

Your Lover's Lover 7:55 AM

Mission Imposibble III; Return of the McMess

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Thinking of it SERIOUSLY can make my toes laugh.

Yesterday, a group of us got some McD for lunch. Nick's driver came and bought it la. So, he took about THIRTY BLAHDEEE MINUTES to purchase a few burgers, resulting in us starving like shit cuz he return the second the bell rang.

And yes, my very NOT CONSIDERATE teacher, Miss M, didn't allow us to eat because break time is over and stuff. Number one, I am not blaming her for not allowing us to makan because tht is VERY UNDERSTANDABLE, the thing is, she say all those pitiful stuff like "WHY LA BLA BLA I KNOW YOU ALL HUNGYR BUT I CAN'T ALLOW YOU TO EAT.....". Like wth wor? Don't let us eat, SHUT UP THEN.

And we thought of stupid idea of escaping just to pass the time and to let us forget tht we are STARVING like those famine struck kids in Africa. We thought of stupid ideas like crawling to the exit, escape through the door beside us [we were at the hall] and so forth la. And aslos about one fat teachers' butt =='. Chea was like 'OMG SEE THE BUT BOUNCE WHEN HE WALK".

I think I showed him this face - =='

We thought Pn Munap won't allow us to makan during her lesson because she is like omfg strict at times. ENDS UP, SHE GAVE US 5 MINUTES OKAY?! We were like eating so VIOLENTLY before she came into the class 30 seconds later. And yes, some makingafooloutofhimself idiot was like "TEACHER PPL EATING"

I can imagine wth will happen if we do tht to him. He'll turn violent and break my bones. PAMPERED AND SPOILED IDIOT...no need emo in front of us can? We call him VIOLENT btw because his name starts with a V..nono not Virgin. But DAMN NEAR CAN.

Pn Munap, we all love you. YOU ARE THE BEST BEST BEST BEST BEST BEST BEST BEST BEST TEACHER EVER. No wonder Mr Khaw say you damn caring la! And SOME PEOPLE was like laughing because everyone finish their burgers already while I haven't ate even half. CHICKENMCDELUXE CAN?! YOU WANT ME TO MUNCH HOW?! LATER I CHOKE AND DIE THEN YOU KNOW!

Sorry, I knowla I sound damn ganas. But I am NOT ok? =)

This is the meal I shall remember for the rest of my live. Never went to great lengths like this just to hve MY FOOD AND I HVE THE RIGHTS TO EAT! [like wht colin say today.]

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And today, someone wanna murder me.

Tht's exaggerate but tht guy cut my finger pretty deeply, which could lead to extreme blood lost, and then resulting in me being dead 10 minutes later. =)

Nick took the scissors I was using and then i wanna snatch it back he accidentally potong my thumb. Not THAT pain also. Only after i wash it. T.T And yes, this very second, it's very purplish. AM I GONNA DIE?!!!!!!!!

I can even exaggerate so much online like WTF WOR?!

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Everyone is so emo.

I don't know how this topic came up. I think Nick and I were talkin abotu someone who is very emo 300 days a year and theyn Nick started saying I am emo. I ask why and he said..

by the way i talk. [matila u.]

I am so NOT EMO OK?! And then when someone raises his voice little bti, we will say "AHHH YOU EMO DON'T EMO CAN?!"

Like wtf lor. Damn childish. But me like. =D

And we are having this "campaign"; SAYA TAK EMO!

We scribbled "SAYA TAK EMO" over our desk. Aih, no hobby people memang like tht one la. No offence to REAL emo ppl tho' ;P

Labels: Dear Diary, Emo, Me Myself and I, Mission, School

Your Lover's Lover 6:39 AM

Power of Karma.

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Yeah I know, who am I to talk about KARMA right?

But it's just downright hilarious lor seeing how we are DESTINED to sit with the people we try to avoid most. And nono, I am not talking about sad cases. BWAHHAHAH NOT YOU CHEA NOT YOU MWHAHAHAHAHAHAH! *laughs for 2716827618 hours.*

Call it coincidence, whtever you want. I am trying my best not to be sarcastic. Go do exist, HE DO EXIST! Don't deny. If he doesn't, how are you gonna address miracle cases like Putri and Siti, Devyani and Joie ending up sitting together HAR?!

Gonna elaborate more SOON. Just isn't in DA MOOD to blog now.

To Be Continued....

p/s: STAY TUNED TO FIND OUT WHO IS DA LUCKY PERSON SITTING BESIDE ME HAH! *ppl oi..DUN BREAK BUBBLE CAN? =='"

Labels: Dear Diary, God, Karma, School

Your Lover's Lover 7:14 AM

Desesperado

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Sometimes, it's just funny to see how people is willing to go to great length to please themselves and maintain their lifestyle, while at the same time, hurting others, or to be MORE SPECIFIC, strangers.

Yes, another phone lost. Not only that, my 7 bucks, Brenda's 10 bucks and Putri's 10 bucks too. All gone during PE lesson.

I don't know weather should I say the thief is so blahdee clever for searching among our uniforms, or stupid for not searching in our bags. Yes, we brought our uniform and I thought to save all the hassle of me going back to class to get my money after I change, I put my 7 bucks in the pocket of my skirt.

And it's damn funny how people are desperate for 7 bucks also. Oh wait, did i tell you,
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THE EVEN STOLE SITI'S 70 *CENTS* TWIGGY!

Wtf, I've NEVER came across such a cheapo thief who steals TWIGGY! Hell yeah, after making Siti sad for stealing her phone two weeks ago, NOW YOU BLAHDY ASSHOLE CAME AND WANT TO MAKE HER GO HUNGRY FOR THE DAY?!!!!!!!!!!!

I wonder HOW LOW can people go. Forget my SEVEN bucks, it's just so ridiculous for someone to steal a SEVENty cents piece of bread.

The thing here is not about my seven bucks me going hungry but HOW MANY CASES ALREADY HAPPEN HUHHHH?! 2 weeks ago, Siti, Wuen Ken and Wei Khei lost their phone. And this time around, it's Brenda. She hve tht SE750i if I remembered correctly. The same model my brother owns. Yes, she took her phone for granted by putting it into her skirt pocket in the plastic bag, assuming tht it's the MOST CREATIVE PLACE to hide her phone.

And so did I.

I thank mom for forbidding me to bring my phone to school on the days I have PE and Koko. I thank GOD GOD GOD GOD GOD GOD for making me NOT STUBBORN AND BRING IT TO SCHOOL AND LOSE IT AND CRY LIKE A BABY. Thank God, you rock.

And so when we discovered brenda's phone was stolen, me and Joie went to the other side of the corridor and we saw 2 guys in an empty classroom. One chine one malay. The chinese was wearing a red vodafone [however u spell it blah] t-shirt. Straight away i suspected them. The cina guy was holding a pants checking its pockets [which i hve no idea if the pants is his]. So we thought tht if he is a student of tht class, good. if he's not, WHY THE HELL IS HE THERE HUH?!

So, we went to tell Encik Nazri bla bla cut cut story and then later they asked me and Joie to identify tht 2 guys. Sorry lor if you hate me I didn't say you stole somehting. SUSPECT ONLY. And yes, tht cina guy, the previous case [i am not sure if it's our calss punya phone case or teacher is referring to something else], he was the suspect too. HAH!

And I don't know wht the fart happened later. All I know is, the incident left Bren very sad. But on the other hand, something positive happened to me after I lost my seven bucks.

The prefects came in and asked for a spot check, which they did in a very better- don't- dolor- if- liek- tht way. The say EVERYONE STAND UP PUT YOUR BAGS ON YOUR TABLE BLA BLA. And I just out my small momoe bag on the table. The didn't even check in those small compartments. They were like OH OKAY..OPEN ZIP, OH ALL BOOKS BYE. I had a 3.6 paper bag and a GIGANTIC eubos paper bag on the floor, filled with books, which they didn't take the effort to even have a glance. Wth.

Oh back to tht POSTITIVE THING, i found my white gold necklace! I thought I lost it after cheer the other day! talking of cheer, it's really getting fun now. Being a flyer isn't tht bad after all, it's FUN OKAY! The scariest but when it comes to fun, the funnest la. BWHAHAH YOU PEOPLE HAVE TO CARRY MY SMELLY LEGS BWAHHAHHAH!

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Labels: Dear Diary, Missing Stuff, School

Your Lover's Lover 1:56 AM

Should I or should I not?

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Okay okay, I think I am not going to Malacca after all. i spent my WHOLE DAY thinking whether should I go or should I not. Ends up that only FIVE people from our class going. And and and, other class also the same. Blah, don't wanna go already.

Not that I am a follower but, if you were in my shoes, your friends are not going, you go?

I rather stay at home and bake heart shape cookies and then sulk like hell that I have no boyfriend and indulge in self pity of the rest of the week....


NOT.

Just an example of how much I rather stay at home and bake butter cookies than go to Malacca. Why am i dragging this matter huh? NOTHING seems to be happening nowadays. No more drama NADDA. Oh wells, you know I am those kind of person who exaggerate a small matter into 12371094801 times worse and if I say NADDA is happening, it really means that really NADDA happened.

Facing this kind of everyday- just- another- day life, even if the well dries up, it'll be something I'll blab for a month I tell you. Next, to sadder stuff.

Ithoughtleehomissuchastarwhoconspplbyhislookandonlylalamuiloveshim.

Omg, don't kill me YET. I've read about his concert here and there, I have to say, I sort of regret for not going. All these while, I was like telling myself over and over again, he is not someone worth spending money on for a concert ticket when I can use the money to buy myself one/two nice seed pants/top. But I have to say, he damn suai lor okay? That that that, I am NOT denying. ;)

Okay, SERIOUS business now, should I or should I not rebond my hair? I cut my hair short because I want it to cover my very very huge face. My first cut was damn chun lor. But now....T.T *sighs*. I was wondering, will rebonding makes my face look bigger? And and and, can it cover my cheeks?

I wanted to say something BADLY, but forgotten. wth!

okayla, when I remember it 920747 days later, I'll blog about it okay? Pls bear my teribble entries for a month or so. The blog is just SO new and I am NOT USED to it i tell you. So..tak ada inspiration to blog. Blah.

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Humans out there who wants to get coupons for SSG'S IFF day, you may get it from me. One book= 5 coupons= Rm2 each= Rm10 per book. I myself havent bought it, I think I'll just buy it on the day itself.

Labels: Dear Diary, Dilemma, Events, Me Myself and I, Random

Your Lover's Lover 5:35 AM

Do I look like I care?

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Seriously, I don't....

look like I care, but i do okay I do okay okay okay?!

I know there is no use to sulk over my previous blog but JUST LET ME DO IT ONE LAST TIME!

It's SUCH a waste. Not because it is "popular" according to some people, but more because blogging has become so much of me me me me that now when I make a new blog, I feel it's so new and sometimes, I don't even have a inspiration to blog. That is the reason why I am blogging on this matter.

There is just SOMETHING in me which wants to blog, but sadly, there is NOTHING to blog. Not the feeling I used to have when I was using my previous blog at least. Hell yeah, it means a whole big deal to me. Not so much on the ego, more on memories.

In that ELEVEN months, I posted 409843034820 pictures of which I don't have a second copy. [mind you, i repaired my computer about 2-3 times already, deleted all the pictures due to the thought OH I HAVE MY BLOG TO REFER TO. See, taking things for granted. Bodoh sial.]

Some are really concerned about the sudden death of my ex-blog. Some are concern, but have no idea wht happened and so, as usual, THAT person will demand to know, in a demanding tone.

Don't blame your voice box, you can act cute, no? [okay, afterall, maybe NOT. =)]

It just piss me off how some people can be so blahdee ignorant[!!!]. I wonder if they are really innocent or sinnocent. Yes, I wonder. But still, it's a won't- know- won't- care- won't- ask situation. What is the point of justifying things, after damage has been done?

Some people, are so blahdee wth.

I think I'll just tell her the whole thing about how she "accidentally" caused the downfall of my blog without knowing it. Now, do you call this stupid or what?!

Pfft..don't wanna talk anymore. I think from today, I'll blog more on general stuff. No more bombings bombings. Happy? [except if sometimes MUST bitch then only I'll attack.] There are instances when you can't resist to talk bad about others, for example, this post. This is not considered talking bad, because she DID something bad already.

Reminder: I detest people who hates me. Traffic must flow both ways.

p/s: Anyone going to Malacca?

p/p/s: Relink me!

Labels: Dear Diary, Ex Blog, Me Myself and I

Your Lover's Lover 8:12 PM