♥ PhooiSze.
I have a great passion for both speaking and writing, hence making me a great friend but an even greater enemy. But even so, i am probably the best person alive! Why?

because i am biased, stupid. I am a PZ after all, hello?


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Captain Underpants!

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yeay the library is stocking up these!

hmm...speaking of which, when was the last time i borrowed something there? a year ago, perhaps? i've really gotta find some time to do some good reading. T_T' my vermillion gate is not even near to completion. in fact, i've yet to even reach like what...1/4 of the book?


opps nyek nyek that was how i look like when i was 10 T___T"

one eye is retarded. -.-' sighs and yes, where is my smart card again? for these two days whenever i am gone from the class, which is actually most of the time wtf, i'll always come back to find my place in a mess. i wont point fingers at anyone. it's just that i really dislike how some of you could even open my bag and take stuff from my pencil case. i mean, please bear in mind that there are stuff inside it belonging to others and when it's lost, it's MY problem wtf.

so next time people please ask first okay i think now i super infamous as the 'stationery thief' girl lor T__T"

okayla bye bye. short update only.

Labels: Books, lost stuff, Me Myself and I, short update

Your Lover's Lover 6:22 AM

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

I am such a geek wtf.

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you know what i love about blogs? it's the insecurities that your past may just vanish into thin air put to rest. you may write a post as and when you feel like it, and the good thing is that your page would never be deleted.

was jumping from blog to blog as usual. but this time around, i don't know why but i still clicked on some links even though i know very well there will be no updates and the blog is well, practically dead. and then i stumble upon this blog of my friend's. she wrote this like a year ago, and i wonder how true is it.

Phooi Sze: u can ask her anything and she has an answer for you. very brave also. . even when the teacher's mad or angry la..the class's so silent.she can put up her hand and ask whether we can go for our break for the behalf of the prefects. haha.. fun to talk to. and, she's the sifu in blogging.. too good dee..

there. it was written a year ago, and i really don't know if it's still applicable.

brave? if it's my straight forwardness you were talking about, rest assured that it's still very much a part of me even till today. but the thing here is that i no longer express that quality of mine like before- the sole reason you saw me as who i was. change or no change? fun to talk to? yes, undeniably i WAS pretty fun to talk to until i don't know when la when i suddenly wake up and found myself boring. i've turned into a full time geek, sorry. -.-' sifu of blogging? definitely not what i am today. not anymore, at least.

oh wells. what do you have to say about me? =)

Labels: changes, Life, Me Myself and I, past

Your Lover's Lover 10:31 PM

a toast for who i am

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why is it that every time i take the trouble to do a good deed, sometimes all out of the way even, NOBODY says anything about how kind a soul i am yadda yadda. i decreased my bitching sessions drastically and NOBODY thank me for my thoughtfulness (and civilization wtf). for every considerate act of mine, NONE of you were there to witness it.

why? that's because i don't blog about it. and apparently, some of you out there are so used to the mentality that i am who i portray myself to be in my blog. theres no past no present no future of me wtf. i exist now because you see me updating but if i don't update in two days, i am dead. all you guys know is how i am my blog and how my blog is me.

I AM A DAMN BLOG, IN SHORT.

and it's stupid how some of you think you know so much about me just reading my writings. i reach out to the world by writing, but that doesn't mean i am as interesting as my stupid hello kitty banner. to presume that i am a bimbotic megabitch just by reading my ramblings is not only unfair to me but to you to. you know nothing about me, but you choose to carry the misjudged impression of me to death.

i am not saying i am a saint; i wasn't, isn't and never will be. but just because i don't believe in angels, it doesn't mean its FINE to be misunderstood as a satanist. and more often than not, whenever i speak my mind, you sadists never fail to find a valid reason to speak against my opinions which are never biased most of the time (except when i am not in the right frame of mindla wtf). to offer a piece of your mind, you are always welcomed. but what i dislike is you people stringing it into sentences which sounds rather accusive (rude, even) to me lor.

it's as though you are emphasizing on how my opinions are WRONG and how yours are right. let me say it once more, opinions are NEVER WRONG, no matter how biased it is. opinion is a point of view one choose to subject to due to various reasons. and as for me, the reasons are often not mentioned here.

and that's how you people start talking and acting like you've known me for a century already. like you know every single detail of me better than me myself. like you are so sure there's no reasons to why am i talking like a bitch. like how i am JUST A BLOG and my existence is nothing beyond this humble site you visit everyday.

and that's where you are wrong.

but i can't blame you, can i? yes yes it's my fault for not mentioning how so and so really got on my nerves because i don't think explanations are required. i don't owe you any; keep that in mind. what you see are just the exterior. i don't find the point in revealing what, when, where and why a person i dislike offends me simply because this is MY BLOG and why the hell should i blab about the reason THAT person hates ME. if you curious butts really wanna know a fair share on how the other party and i could possibly get so sour, why not you ask him/her then?

in this blog, please keep in mind that you are reading MY thoughts and MINE only. and because you can't literally see the both of us hurling insults at each other, you naturally assume that *I* am the only bad guy here.

you naturally assume that i fuckin slap a kid when i tell you i hate babies whining. you naturally assume that i skin a cat alive when i tell you how much i hate cats.

human nature?

no, i don't think so. all i can say is if you dislike me, you will for the rest of your life. i am not that lovable anyway. who ever said i was? to hate me? you don't need a reason.

you don't have to point out my flaws because that's like stating the obvious. it's everywhere actually. all you need is some patience to read my posts since some of you out there enjoy treating my existence as though i am my blog and my blog is me.

and you can't question my being, because my individualism is not yours to change. =)

Loves,
PhooiSze

Labels: Me Myself and I, Opinions

Your Lover's Lover 10:27 PM

wtfftwwtfwtfftw.

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Okay this is just a brief update wtf.

So yeah, apparently some people have problems with me putting wtf at the end up my sentence wtf. -___-" it's just a habit lah not like when i talk to you in real like i am REALLY gonna say wtf pun. -___-" It's just that sometimes when you say some sorhai things you just wanna make it apparent that it's some JOKE although it already is VERY obvious but then aiya sometimes people are just a little slow so with a wtf behind they KNOW that it's a lame joke and wont get offended lor.

A stupid convo i had with a friend yesterday. I used too many wtf and here's wht he 'drew' for me.

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Your Lover's Lover 7:48 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

Judgements

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yes, I know I've wrote about this approximately a year ago, in my previous blog but whtever.

Everyone judge but there are a few types of judgements in my opinion. Yes, this post is gonna sound stupid so ladies and gentlemen, dogs and bitches, if you feel I am doing the world bad by being childish, please hover you mouse to the top right corner of your screen, and click without and hesitation. Tht buton should look red, but if you are using windows vista layout, or are ACTUALLY RICH ENOUGH to afford one, I think tht particular button should be black/grey in color. AIHYOR JUST CLICK LA CLICK MEANS CLICK. =='

Blah, bck to the topic.

Yes, like wht I'be just mentioned 3.892189 micro seconds ago, there are a few types of judgements.

a) People who judge just for self satisfactory.

b) People who judge for the sake of kehpo ing here and there 10 minutes later.

c) People who judge to see if you are rich or not and if you are not, he'll look down/ don't friend/ fire/ whtever on you.

To be honest, I am the 101% of type A and B. Type C ahh? Okayla now I am still so young. All my friends are poor. It's their PARENTS which are rich. Many don't seem to realise this. *sigh*

And I don't understand why should type C people exist on Earth lor. I knowla God needs to create numerous kinds of people to make up this Earth. But still, I don't think Type C people will do the Earth any good lor.

Okay I don't know how to put my feelings into sentence anymore nowadays. So just let me make it brief. Why do we wear nice clothes bla bla besides the lame reason of choosing it over another piece while buying just because it looks a teeny little bit nicer than the other one and the color won't come off so easily when you wash it with your BOOM washing powder? If you buy a piece of clothing JUST BECAUSE WE NEED SOME TO COVER OUR BODIES, wht's the point of it? Even if you wanna reach tahap Nirvana were you need to forget Earthly pleasures such as having a nice hairstyle by shaving your head bald, whats the point of wearing a shirt over your body if you try to speed up the duration of time you take to reach tht Nirvana thingy by 35kb/s by wearing the ugliest shirt in the world just "to forget earthly pleasures"? GO NAKED THEN!

No matter how fashion unconscious we are, everyone wants to look good lah. Why? BECAUSE THT'S OUR BLARDEE FIRST IMPRESSION TO 2487368346 STRANGERS EVERYTIME WE GO OUT. [and also not forgetting, OUR HORMONES *_*"] Imagine yourself in a shopping mall, wearing something really nice and wakalaka and some old man is gazing at you like there's no tomorrow. Yes, first thought= horny bastard. But who knows, one day you may meet him again- in the form of your father in law, father to your very hawt husband? And no people, I am trying to exaggerate but this is NOT RIDICULOUS la ok? If you find this ridiculous, go watch your Diney Beauty and the Beast movie over and over again. But sorry to break the sad discovery of mine to you, the Beast was actually TURNED ON because Belle was such a beautiful gurl hottie and once again in my opinion is because her dress was beautifully made and tht affects his hormone's judgement upon seeing her. [as in, kena turned on lah! XD]SEE THE CONNECTION?!

And after all this fuss, all I was trying to say is just, those of the above mentioned weird examples is based on Type A people. Yes, people who judge for self satisfactory but at the end of the day it STILL MATTERS those kinda of things la. And type B people are just another kind of example of human beings la. Okay, move to TYPE C.

I've met a million of type C people but they never happen to crosspaths with me so, WHY BOTHER? Takkan I walk up to one and tell her, "YOU ARE SUCH A MATERIALISTIC B*TCH!"?

Type C people USED to make me feel inferior of myself and stuff la hence the emo thing happens but NOT ANYMORE. =) And yes, let me tell you my 2 out of MANY encounters with type C morons in my 13 years of survival. Both happens this year la btw.

Green- ME Blue- Type C disease sufferer

How come you can afford this phone? *rolls eyes*
Cuz my dad buylah. -.-' *rolls eyes*
I thought your dad making quite little one.
*wide eye-ed speechless*
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Fuiyoh this one LAGI keng man. Ask until like I owe her ancestors some explanation punya wtf.

*conversation started ok by her asking me about my phone and stuff*

How much is your phone?
Including memory card or wht?
Including.
Ermm....2024 bucks.
*ooohhhh*

Where you stay.
Desa Pandan.
So near?!
Yeah!
Which one? Is it the (insert name) condo?
Urm no worh. It's near raintree club. VERY NEAR. You know where's Polo View? very near there. [I don't know why I ended up saying Polo View when I wanna say MENARA POLO *_*]
Oh...menara Polo is it?
Hahah nono. Urm..opposite it.
EXPENSIVE or CHEAP one??
Cheap one. VERY CHEAP PUNYA.

Look people, I was trying to be humble and modest even though it's THE TRUTH tht my apartment is CHEAP and no, there is nothing I should be ashamed of when it comes to TELING THE TRUTH rather thn telling them I am living at some apartment at Jalan U Thant just because it's NEAR even though there's a BIG DIFFERENCE. In my eyes, it's a BIG DIFFERENCE. Oh wells, let's SEE what she said some more.

Your dad work as what?
Company secretary *explains the boss/ comapany sec/ business partner thingy*
Ohhh. Your mom leh?
Housewife.
Then why you can afford this phone one?

WTF! Of coursela she said it in a very lcly manner lor. when I don't even know them? Yes, a few did put me on an island by myself when they create a country with their friends just because I cannot fit into the group cuz I am not rich like them. Whtever. Tht was a long time ago la. But now, my friends are not those kind... and well, I am STILL the poor kid I was and I don't think tht fact will change in the near future. Love me hate me you decide. In case you are allergic to poor people, I reckon you stop reading because I am transferring my poor vibes to you throught my writings and I don't want another human to be dead just because of my writing because I am in a good mood and and not feeling CRUEL. You JUDGING MOI IS IT HAR?! YOU INTERROGATING ME IS IT HAR?! HAR?! HAR?! HAR?! HAR?!!

But of course, once again, I didn't want to be rude and just made no reply. Cuz she is so not close to me I think we talk less than 5 times a year. Yes, when we have no choice but to stumble upon each other during the very dreadful three-weeks-once Kiwanis meeting where all the Ah Lians talk about black and white piggy the whole time like there is nothing cuter wtf it's NOT EVEN CUTE IT'S RETARDED OK?! THE DESIGN IS SO RETARDED! Tht creature has NO MOUTH LA for Encik Zul's sake! Trying to copy hello kitty is it? Wtf...

Next...

I tell you lor hor, I DON'T KNOW WHY LAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA PEOPLE JUDGE ME BY MY PHONE ONE LOR BABI BETUL! A phone means NOTHING ok? It's not a symbol of status, fame, money whtsoever. Only shallow people will think like tht la.

Once, I was in an Esarli looking for a nice pair of shoes. Well, tht sales assistant who NOT ONLY DID NOT ASSIST ME BUT JUDGE ME, ok fine I know it's only natural tht you look at my shoes because you are working in a shoe shop and perhaps recommend me something. Oh wells, I was wearing this cheap fake rm16 Asadi clogs AND THT'S WHY LA I NEED A NEW ONE LOR WTF. And I know he's judging me when I took out my phone because someone smsed me by CLEARLY showing his shockness lor. His attitude towards me like change serta merta man. *_*"

DOUBLE STANDARD AHH?! I just don't understand WHAT is the advantage of treating someone who appears to be poor to you badly? WHAT HAR WHAT?!Not like I am going to tip you. [puhlease la, you see lao niang also you know what a kiamsap person I am lah. TIP? No thanks]

These sort of things happen so many times already la. People's treatment to me changes so DRAMATICALLY when they see my phone wtf. Cuz ALL THE TIME I wear shorts and a cheap t shirt over when i go to McD and people tend to judge me like aiya you knowla. Then IF I so happen used my phone, woah. Can see their imaginary mouth dangling in the air. *_*"

Aiya tht's it la. Damn long dee. Bye la. I MUST LOVE BLOGGING AGAIN!

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p/s: talking of my phone, it's liek 1300 bucks now?! WTF DROP SO MUCH?! GILA! And tht pink is SUPPOSED to be more expensive or maybe the same price as the black because it's limited edition adn all tht crap. But guess wht? It's 1 k now. HOHOHO! THANK GOD I BOUGHT THE BLACK ONE MWHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!

Labels: Me Myself and I, Opinions, Phone

Your Lover's Lover 6:56 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

I can speak Mando yo!~

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To those who used to laugh at me for my lauyah shyt Madarin, that will be something of the past.

I tried showing off my Mando yesterday, and I did it super well okay I tell youuu! Chap Goh Mei, went home to makan as usual, and something in me just wanted to show off my 91304821 lauyaher than my cousins' mandarin, a language they DEVOTED their life to learn wth.

And yes, I even have tht China people accent yo! [hah, see. Me beginner better than you okokok?]

After all, it isn't as hard as I thought. After 7 years of ignorance, I finally stepped out of my shell and spoke a few words of mandarin. Seriously, I learned that in about 5 days. i just went around, speaking Mando and get corrected ALL THE TIME, and tadaa~

ME CAN SPEAK MANDO OKOK?!

And as usual, I'll embarass ALL OF THEM MWAHAHAHAH by asking them to speak English, a language they claim to be "so easy, not worth learning" which they obviously couldn't manage to master in the first place. [cheh, cakap saja pandai geh] One cousin of mine, who is of the same age as me, who got 7A's despite the fact that he couldn't differenciate the difference between READ and STUDY, kept on trying to change the topic. [I tell you, I can't understand a simple sentence he makes when chatting on MSN. Not even SIMPLE ones. Always ends up we'll be talking in BM. Does "next year you read where" appears to be a LITTLE correct to you? *_*"]

Your self esteem is low, boy. So, in other words, shut your mouth and start reading the dict before commenting of how much like a piece of shyt my Mando is HAH!

I spoke Mando to ALSO remind them that, you can't speak English as well as I speak my Mando.

Trust me, I know how to speak Mando. But, YOU understanding it is a whole different matter right?

It's all about the ATTEMPT to try. Okayla, I also tak tahu if it's because I am super clever that few days because I ate too much chocolates, but if someone like ME can do it, why can't you?[omg wth, I deserve a Nobel Prize I tell you. Got 75% for my mando! OMG WTH! The FIRST and the LAST time I bet. I usually get 20+ only, which makes it an F!]

Stop telling me how China is gonna conquer the world and English will not be in use anymore. You can slowly wait for that day to come, if it EVER will. But let me warn you, before that day comes, I think you are already 6 feet underground.

Your effort in learning mando because you find Eng very bla bla reason: Rm50,001.00

Your ignorance for not learning Eng just because you are waiting for DA DAY China will conquer the world: Priceless.

There are some things money can't buy. For everything else, there's MasterCard.

p/s: I am considering taking up French. Wht you think? I knowla, you must be thinking. WHY out of all language, I choose to take French despite the fact tht everyone is crazy leaning Korean/Jap now. The reason is simple, with Korean and Jap, you can use it in tht country or SOMEWHERELA only. But with french, you can travel at Europe with ease, not having to worry about the language barrier at all. Fine, not like I am going to Europe or have any plans, but but, Europe is DAMN HUGE LA KAY! Who knows, one day I decide to visit Coco Chanel's grave with Alia. =)

p/p/s: WHAT ABOUT SEWING?! Sewing just appear to be SO interesting to me since I was 6 or 7. Seriously, should I or should I not. If I have to choose one between French and sewing, I'll most probably choose sewing. Wht you people think?

Worth my time or too cissy?

Labels: Ah Peks, Dilemma, Language, Me Myself and I, Opinion needed

Your Lover's Lover 6:33 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

A start of soemthing new.

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Quit asking why I deleted my blog of 11 months. Yes, 11 [!] months of hardwork *poof* just like that. It was in fact very saddening to delete it, but due to certain circumstances, I have to. It was so near to its 1 year anniversary but still, because of some sei kehpos, I have to delete it. What goes around comes around eh?

But still, if you REALLY wanna know, do ask me. That's also if I think you are trustable and will not cause my blog to collapse ONCE MORE, I may consider telling you.

This is my first entry, thus, I should explains the terms and conditions when visiting my blog.

Number one, don't tell your parents I have a blog.

To parents WHO STILL CHOOSE TO PROCEED: It isn't my fault if your impression of me, the GOOD POLITE WTH GIRL, take a 180 degrees turn. You come to my blog, you ask for it. First and formost, this is my blog. And yes, I am me, not your daughter/son, you should not comment so much if you STILL choose to be stubborn and proceed. In other words, if you want to read my blog, as a parent, just shut up. You have no idea that your child is up to malice in school, just because you are TOO BOTHERED with other ppl's child, namely, ME [!], for you to care for your own accidental offspring.

Secondly, this blog is meant for your own consumption only. Not your mom, dad, grandma, dog etc.

I write for myself. And a few friends of mine too. Of course, I wouldn't mind a certain amount of fame gained through my blog, shall there be any. But still, I don't think it's a good choice if you choose to show this blog to people around you, especially family members, when I talk bad about you.

I know when I blog, I am pretty vulgar. I am trying to quit tht habit at least. But even if I fail to do so, still it doesn't give you any rights to comment of how much of a uneducated person I am. If tht happens to be me, myself and I, why should you query?

This is me, myself and I. Love me, hate me, you decide. I prefer no lovehate relationships if possible.

It's either you love me or hate me. No neutral or all those shit craps.

p/s: this skin is temporary. Anyway, I sort of like it. Blah.

Labels: Me Myself and I, Random, Terms and conditions

Your Lover's Lover 12:49 AM