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Love in the asylum

2012-01-31T22:54:00.001+08:00

"And taken by light in her arms at long and dear last, I may without fail suffer the first vision that set fire to the stars." - Dylan Thomas

Ain't it sad all the google searches my blog gets is "Liam Payne"

2012-01-26T22:20:00.001+08:00

Exactly what my title says. Haven't been blogging for ages and when I checked my blog stats, all the google searches that led the searchers to my blog were things like "Liam Payne curly hair" "Liam Payne funny face" (uhh what?!)and the like. Just because I wrote like a paragraph on him commenting about this curly hair! Oh well. Anyway, got an urge to blog because I wanted to do something productive and to relieve myself of the guilt of not completing my tuition homework. Don't you hate the feeling where you're too tired and burnt to do something useful but yet not tired enough to sleep? Yeah, I get that a lot. Anyway...School: has been fine, good, even. I do actually pay attention in class now and hand in my homework waaaay earlier than she asks for. Yay. One thing's for sure though - I can't wait for the day where I finally graduate from my current school and move on with life. I need something more stimulating to get me going.Personal: I find myself coerced out of the dreamlike state I've been so used to being in, and stepping out reluctantly into reality where nobody actually calls you over to their place just to serve you cake. (I hope someone proves me wrong, I REALLY want some cake and tea) the world I'm living in now has more sense, I guess, in a concrete way.But I hope I don't lose myself too much in that world. I don't like it here.Personal x2: so what has everyone been asking me when I go around visiting during CNY?Eg. You're sec four this year? Are you prepared for your O levels? Do you have a boyfriend? Bring your boyfriend along next CNY? My answers: yes, hardly, no, *sheepish grin and a slight roll of the eyes* and then they go on to recommend me a couple of good mathematics tuition places and I go all freaked out as I'm gulping down my bak kwa. Not a good look.I do have Add math tuition though, and it's been okay, I guess... EXCEPT FOR THE HOMEWORK I'VE YET TO COMPLETE ZOMG.Personal x3: I love it when someone's name flashes across my screen and I smile and resist the urge to pick up my phone (Brand new iPhone 4S NO MORE SCREWED UP TEMPORARY PHONES! Its name is Billy, named after its predecessor, Billy.) to reply immediately. Hope it goes on!(Typed this on my iPad so... If the paragraphing is screwed... I have no idea what happened.)

Untypical

2012-01-07T17:50:00.000+08:00

Once in a while we see things that define our lives. Rarely we feel the need to change them because we feel they're so perfect as they are, even if they aren't. But that's okay, because they complement you, anyway. And everything becomes fun, fine and dandy.

But the thing about the world is.. everything changes. Slowly the pristine surface rubs off and you see what perhaps you've knew all along, but ardently disregard it because it didn't seem to be important. You should've known.

I'm so... disgusted.

~ funny blog, funny blog, where are you?

I went jogging yesterday. It has therapeutic effects.

I miss the sun in Hong Kong. Warm and not overpowering.

I studied this week. But is it good enough?

What's good enough?

To supplement the angst up there I'm gonna post the cutest video ever:

Okay bye.

First week of 2012

2012-01-06T22:08:00.003+08:00

It's been pretty strange, very unexpected, not exactly over the moon but I guess I can live with it. And I hope I can keep things on track.

And I don't want to be no second choice. Initiating things is. so. difficult.

Ah, school.

2012-01-02T14:21:00.000+08:00

My bed's packed neatly, curtains drawn, my windows are opened. Schoolbooks are whisked away and arranged onto shelves, worksheets filed, bag packed, phone's charging right now. A sort of dread is forming in my stomach, and my head hurts from sleeping too late yesterday night.

Now I'm browsing fashion blogs for inspiration. What inspiration though, I do not know. It's unlikely I'll care too much about the things I'm wearing when there's such a major exam going on next year, or rather the end of this year (scary to put it this way)... but.

One thing I'm afraid of next year is the lack of direction and purpose in the way I live. Sure, apparently my sole purpose is to study for O's, and yes that is extremely important, but I do want other things to fall back on, I want a mission to accomplish, funny goals to reach.

I guess I'll just keep updating this space.

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We got groceries and the weather has been good. Was up playing iSketch.net (dude, that game is awesome, k) with Mavis, Colin and Zijia yesterday and some people on there really take advanced art classes. Their drawings are awesome. Or maybe they just possess the stylus thing where you can simply draw on the computer screen, and not the mouse.

I'm gonna make a new banner and I shall try not to screw up my nails as usual.

This is so brilliant I should probably make it my new year's resolutions

2012-01-01T14:17:00.002+08:00

from molls:

here’s some things i’ve had to learn
Don’t answer your phone if you do not recognize the number
Start your days with a half a bagel and a tall glass of ice water. Then get your coffee.
Walk as frequently as possible, especially when you don’t feel like it.
Know who your enemies are.
After 23, being “that girl” at a party is not cute. Again, drink a glass of water and shut the fuck up.
Know your worth. Powerful women know what their rate is. If you lowball someone on your fee, they will pay you that fee AND think you are an idiot. Aim high. You can always readjust your rate later.
Debt will not disappear if you ignore it. It gets worse and worse and worse and then you can’t buy a house some day when you have the money. Contact the people you owe money to and explain your situation. They are surprisingly willing to work with you.
Cable television is a siphon on your life and your wallet.
Walk with purpose at all times. If you look confident, people won’t ask you questions. This sometimes requires you to drink before you walk.
Don’t be a nervous talker. Chitchat is for the playground.
Learn to read people’s faces. It’s invaluable in social situations and the work place.
You teach people how to treat you. I learned this from Oprah. If someone thinks they can push you around, react in a way that informs them they can’t.
Say “yes” as frequently as possible.
When in doubt, drink a glass of chardonnay over ice and take a quarter of a Xanax bar

Admittedly, I am nowhere near 23, but some of those up there really make sense. And seeing how I haven't written my New Year's Resolutions (argue that it's useless all you like, it's a tradition for me. and no prizes for guessing I don't remember them anymore after 3 weeks)

So here's mine: (cheesiness up ahead, and I apologise)

2012 new year resolutions (or, things I have to TRY completing because it would be good for me)

Have a hot cup of Milo every morning with a wholegrain sandwich loaded with ham and cheese. Coffee or tea would be nice, but you have to brew coffee and teabags are annoying. I usually just use the instant Milo packets. Gah. People these days.
Eat healthy.
Stop holding back. Go all out.
Stop peppering awkward conversation with useless details. I tend to say stupid things when the situation gets awkward.
Gotta stop watching useless TV shows (with the exception of HIMYM & Bones & New Girl) because they are superficial and it's actually mean to laugh at the reality TV character's misfortune. I couldn't help but to spam Keeping Up With the Kardashians & Jersey Shore that one time. Watch awesome things like Discovery Channel.
Live life with a sense of purpose and belonging.
Stand up for yourself. All the time.
When in doubt, Google. Facts make you calm.
STOP BITING YOUR NAILS.
Be genuine. I don't care if that makes you unintentionally mean or direct, but you've got to stop doing and saying things you don't actually mean.

That's it I guess. I've been Googling using terms like "brain food" and "healthy diets for teens" (LOL LOL) and I'm gonna print those out now and stick it on the fridge.

Log

2011-12-28T00:50:00.000+08:00

I feel perfectly composed and still when I'm on the move but yet not doing anything with effort, my eyes half closed, unblinking, staring into everything and nothing in particular. I am silent and unmoving, and my body goes into rest, a quiet half sleep. But then due to the restfulness, my mind goes into overdrive, high-strung and unstable, and before long my thoughts are jumping from one thing to another, filling the gaps in my memories I thought I'd forgotten. My source of entertainment in an otherwise dreary day, in a dry wait to get to my destination.Going into this trance like state is part of me, but somehow sometimes it scares me.

Then I would wake up when the bus conductor calls, yelling it's time for a toilet break, but it feels like I haven't been sleeping because my mind is furiously working, but yet I feel happy and rested, but my daydreams have me on a high wire and I keep thinking about them in order not to let them slip away. It works, but only just.

Now I'm trying to recollect them after hours of being truly busy and burnt out with fatigue, but no, it's not coming back. The thoughts that converge in my brain in this state of mine have gone. Oh well.

Anyway, I'm back from Malaysia. Hope you guys had a great Christmas. :)

Words don't seem to come to me so easily now

2011-12-23T22:33:00.000+08:00

That's my excuse for the lack of posts. But no, really. When I try to write things, words don't seem to flow as smoothly and easily as it did before. But, oh well! Hopefully everything comes back to me soon, because this kind of annoys me.

Oh! Tomorrow's Christmas Eve, and I'll be heading off to Genting in Pahang, Malaysia. My family does this EVERY YEAR. It's practically a tradition.. spend a festive holiday away from home. Whoo, no big deal.

Oh! And when school reopens I'm gonna be cooked.

Oh! I kind of went out today with Tammy to get some last minute presents. Which.. failed. Didn't manage to get anything for my friends, and only got some for my mama and cousin. Said cousin got me a Swarovski diamond cross necklace. I got so freaked out and emotional that I... teared... literally.

I only got her a cup (which was in fact very nice!) and a eye pad. ("NOT iPAD? YOU ARE SUCH A CHEAPSKATE" Nice joke, Dad)

And now there ends my life.

This looks fun

2011-12-21T23:35:00.000+08:00

Have you read more than 6 of these books? The BBC believes most people will have read only 6 of the 100 books listed here…

Bold those books you’ve read in their entirety.

Italicize the ones you started but didn’t finish or read only an excerpt.

1 Pride and Prejudice – Jane Austen
2 The Lord of the Rings – JRR Tolkien
3 Jane Eyre – Charlotte Bronte
4 Harry Potter series – J.K. Rowling (HEY. BOOKS!)
5 To Kill a Mockingbird – Harper Lee
6 The Bible
7 Wuthering Heights – Emily Bronte (I just couldn't... it was horribly hard to read)
8 Nineteen Eighty Four – George Orwell
9 His Dark Materials – Philip Pullman
10 Great Expectations – Charles Dickens
11 Little Women – Louisa M Alcott
12 Tess of the D’Urbervilles – Thomas Hardy
13 Catch 22 – Joseph Heller
14 Complete Works of Shakespeare
15 Rebecca – Daphne Du Maurier
16 The Hobbit – JRR Tolkien
17 Birdsong – Sebastian Faulks
18 Catcher in the Rye – JD Salinger
19 The Time Traveller’s Wife – Audrey Niffenegger
20 Middlemarch – George Eliot
21 Gone With The Wind – Margaret Mitchell
22 The Great Gatsby – F Scott Fitzgerald
23 Bleak House – Charles Dickens
24 War and Peace – Leo Tolstoy
25 The Hitch Hiker’s Guide to the Galaxy – Douglas Adams
26 Brideshead Revisited – Evelyn Waugh
27 Crime and Punishment – Fyodor Dostoyevsky
28 Grapes of Wrath – John Steinbeck
29 Alice in Wonderland – Lewis Carroll
30 The Wind in the Willows – Kenneth Grahame
31 Anna Karenina – Leo Tolstoy
32 David Copperfield – Charles Dickens
33 Chronicles of Narnia – CS Lewis
34 Emma – Jane Austen
35 Persuasion – Jane Austen
36 The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe – CS Lewis
37 The Kite Runner – Khaled Hosseini
38 Captain Corelli’s Mandolin – Louis De Bernieres
39 Memoirs of a Geisha – Arthur Golden
40 Winnie the Pooh – AA Milne
41 Animal Farm – George Orwell
42 The Da Vinci Code – Dan Brown
43 One Hundred Years of Solitude – Gabriel Garcia Marquez
44 A Prayer for Owen Meaney – John Irving
45 The Woman in White – Wilkie Collins
46 Anne of Green Gables – LM Montgomery
47 Far From The Madding Crowd – Thomas Hardy
48 The Handmaid’s Tale – Margaret Atwood
49 Lord of the Flies – William Golding
50 Atonement – Ian McEwan
51 Life of Pi – Yann Martel
52 Dune – Frank Herbert
53 Cold Comfort Farm – Stella Gibbons
54 Sense and Sensibility – Jane Austen
55 A Suitable Boy – Vikram Seth
56 The Shadow of the Wind – Carlos Ruiz Zafon
57 A Tale Of Two Cities – Charles Dickens
58 Brave New World – Aldous Huxley
59 The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time – Mark Haddon
60 Love In The Time Of Cholera – Gabriel Garcia Marquez
61 Of Mice and Men – John Steinbeck
62 Lolita – Vladimir Nabokov
63 The Secret History – Donna Tartt
64 The Lovely Bones – Alice Sebold
65 Count of Monte Cristo – Alexandre Dumas
66 On The Road – Jack Kerouac
67 Jude the Obscure – Thomas Hardy
68 Bridget Jones’s Diary – Helen Fielding
69 Midnight’s Children – Salman Rushdie
70 Moby Dick – Herman Melville
71 Oliver Twist – Charles Dickens
72 Dracula – Bram Stoker
73 The Secret Garden – Frances Hodgson Burnett
74 Notes From A Small Island – Bill Bryson
75 Ulysses – James Joyce
76 The Bell Jar – Sylvia Plath
77 Swallows and Amazons – Arthur Ransome
78 Germinal – Emile Zola
79 Vanity Fair – William Makepeace Thackeray
80 Possession – AS Byatt
81 A Christmas Carol – Charles Dickens
82 Cloud Atlas – David Mitchel
83 The Color Purple – Alice Walker
84 The Remains of the Day – Kazuo Ishiguro
85 Madame Bovary – Gustave Flaubert
86 A Fine Balance – Rohinton Mistry
87 Charlotte’s Web – EB White
88 The Five People You Meet In Heaven – Mitch Albom
89 Adventures of Sherlock Holmes – Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
90 The Faraway Tree Collection – Enid Blyton
91 Heart of Darkness – Joseph Conrad
92 The Little Prince – Antoine De Saint-Exupery
93 The Wasp Factory – Iain Banks
94 Watership Down – Richard Adams
95 A Confederacy of Dunces – John Kennedy Toole
96 A Town Like Alice – Nevil Shute
97 The Three Musketeers – Alexandre Dumas
98 Hamlet – William Shakespeare
99 Charlie and the Chocolate Factory – Roald Dahl
100 Les Miserables – Victor Hugo

They gave us a talking to

2011-12-18T12:29:00.002+08:00

Things so small you hardly realise they are the reasons why they make you happy:

1. everyday conversations with good friends.

2. one simple sentence on Whatsapp that make you laugh and laugh.

3. the happiness of receiving "new instant message" on Skype.

4. having hope.

5. eating ice cream in near freezing temperatures.

the pursuit of happyness. DONE.

And now i'm just grateful for everything I have, really. :)

mind less

2011-12-15T23:05:00.001+08:00

still confused.

still want an answer I will never get.

still waiting.

Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end

2011-12-14T21:32:00.015+08:00

delicately paved streets, shophouses overlooking various historic spots neatly tucked away, shop after shop selling egg tarts (YUM) and souvenirs...

Macau: undecided about this place, seemed like an extension of Hong Kong but without the same package. Crazy night life, bright lights flashing names of casinos willing you to come in, taxi cabs, a Chinese version of Las Vegas.

Yet...

St Paul's Cathedral is breathtaking. I snagged a few brochures on popular tourist spots and read up about Macau's Portuguese history, hence the many cathedrals and churches. St Paul's, or what's left of it - you can't miss, it is inspiring in a way how cultures mix.

I can't help but to think of Malacca, though.

Left Macau for Zhuhai, China two days later.

We stepped out of the customs into absolute chaos. Everyone was rushing, grabbing their backpacks and wheeling their luggages all seemingly desperate to get out of there. Everyone was reminding each other to look out for pickpockets in the fray.

Crossing roads suddenly became a huge deal because car drivers didn't seem to care about the traffic lights, which half of the time was stuck at amber anyway.

But the scenery and weather redeemed all of it. Zhuhai really is gorgeous, from the buildings and rivers and murky brown water. A neat, organised part of China where most people speak Cantonese and sell you random food while you're eating at their restaurants.

But at this point, I was desperate for

Hong Kong

First milk tea here, and which marked the start of many others after.

Made my teeth yellow but it was so worth it.

at Lantau Island to see the bronze Buddha

I loved, LOVED the city and its many islands.

I loved how busy and crowded it was, and how instead of getting all annoyed (crowds frankly ain't my thing) I felt alive and vibrant in the sea of people babbling away in Cantonese. Man.

Madame Tussaud's to see my best friends

Loved how productivity and modernity could flawlessly interlace with brilliant, breathtaking views and scenery and that Hong Kong heaven on earth for me.

Up at Victoria's Peak. Once is simply not enough. Just look!

This is what I meant.

You can get the view of Hong Kong in its ENTIRETY. I love how the stretch of sea separates the bunch of buildings. Ahh.

I miss Hong Kong.

I will go back, just watch me.

Land of Dim Sum

2011-12-07T21:19:00.000+08:00

... awaits me.

Talk to you soon, blog.

Leavin'

2011-12-05T17:52:00.005+08:00

Life motto

I probably shouldn't even be posting this right now, because I have loads to do and I haven't fed my dogs. :( But these few days have been sort of mundane and slow... 'cause I've been trying to rush my holiday homework so I won't feel so bad when I go to HK, then later, Genting. Nearly half of this month spent overseas! Whoa, I feel so nerdy but... yeah I've made progress! Only to slow down to a trickle today... sigh.

Anyway, I brandish pictures, again.

My home screen! It's the lovely lovely Jason, smiling brightly at something beautiful (that isn't ME. SIGH!) with his lovely lovely guitar. Hahah I love how my theme matches the picture! Whoo! Looking at it gives me a happy feeling. Is that weird?

OH HAI IZ ME! Uh, I mean. Hello, this is a picture of me. I thankfully found my camera's SD mere days before departing for said HK holiday. So I have to show my happiness through taking a picture of myself. HAHAHA. Huh what? What excuse? :P

This is my aforementioned progress. Actually, it's the stuff that I was trying to catch up on... and I was so shocked at my lack of preparation before the Physics paper. Oh my. I remember on the day before, I slept till 6 and started only at 7 and guess what I did? I wrote Physics notes.

WHO WRITES NOTES FOR PHYSICS? Ahhh.

Also I've decided to use the lovely notebook I got from the flea market not to as a homework planner of sorts, but instead... write poems. But I'm terrible at it. I copy down a lot of poems from other famed poets, though.

Till now I'm still trying to figure out the point behind poems, because somehow I really don't understand them. Sometimes I don't get how putting lines of carefully chosen words made to rhyme or made to sound beautiful, or meticulously pacing out each paragraph to fit perfectly like a picture. So yeah, I try to write my own to find out.

But currently, my conclusion is that a poem is like a song without the melody. Sigh. So cliche.

Off to feed my dogs. Bye.

It's hard to name playlists

2011-12-02T22:00:00.005+08:00

Just because it's sorta a music post, here's a nice original self taken picture of Adam Levine when I was at the Maroon 5 concert earlier this year. "YOU GUYS ARE THIS GOOD," he says. (I made that up)

Thanks to the newly added tracks to my iPod, I've been blasting it through my Creative speakers 24/7. I've even created a playlist, and since I suck at naming them please do not laugh. They are as follows:

1. Dance, dance!

Yeah okay firstly, it's obviously a Fall Out Boy reference. And also due to my lack of creativity of thinking up of suitable names on the spot. Reason this name was chosen and the exclamation mark at the back added because it's a playlist consisting of fast and catchy songs that I would groove and jive to. *feels lame* And dance, if you hadn't guessed... And don't you think the exclamation mark is demanding? Like it kinda tells you "Wtf lazy banana dance now."

Suddenly I remember the dancing banana MSN emoticon...

Here it is! Hahahahaha. (I actually googled "dancing banana gif". My life is eventful.)

Anyway songs in this playlist include those by Foster the People, Beatles, The AAR, Bee Gees, Queen and Katy Perry.

2. Best of Mr A-Z

Self explanatory and the title is unspeakably sad. I bet even the man himself wouldn't approve of it. *HIDES* This includes 12 of my favourite songs by him. :)

3. T-Swizzle

Oh my this gets worse and worse... Yeah I actually have a playlist just for Swifty too. I really love her songs and I do not lie. Again 12 of my favouritest songs.

4. Sleepy

Apparently I created this for those sleepy times we all adore. But frankly it doesn't have much use to me cause I sleep better when it's entirely silent. Yeah. 5 songs. Songs full of breathy voices and slow instrumentals that's pretty soothing. Includes Magic by Colbie Calliat (I LOVE THIS SONG) and... er... Sleep by Imogen Heap hahahaha.

5. No stress, babe.

*cries* Horrible title but I was trying to be macho. Yeah... trying to be macho to MYSELF. Anyway this is the longest playlist of them all, consisting of 50 songs, all which are pretty easy to listen to, moderate beat, and not so instantly catchy. My studying playlist, hence the "NO STRESS" AHHHH.

Includes loads of Coldplay, Jason Mraz, John Mayer, Kina Grannis.

I still have a bit more but they're just under On-The-Go which sucks. And I don't want to continue embarrassing myself further.

Time to listen to some Dance, dance!

Bye.

(anyway please tell me how your playlists are named - whoever's reading this. It's the greatest mystery of mankind.)

And... I couldn't resist. Isn't this just a mighty fine picture of him? :)

Heartbeat radio

2011-12-01T20:48:00.003+08:00

I wish I could spend an hour of my life like this. Just gliding and flying. Wouldn't that be nice?

what to do. what to do when everything seems out of control and you can't find balance? for a moment, i need to stop having things to be thrown at my way and expecting everything to be done. oh, say what? MOMENT'S OVER? damn, back to real life.

I hate slow lyric less music. it just makes me feel so sad.

Click

2011-12-01T20:10:00.002+08:00

Is it worth it to wait for the perfect time to do something that might not even be possible and may end disastrously, for the perfect thing with a combined perfect past?

Excite!

2011-11-26T00:27:00.004+08:00

Why, in this maze of never ending connections, all the people surrounding you, chattering and loud, talking but not exactly making sense, laughing but the sound of it just resonates on and on, down and up again, traveling across this hedge of filling of bodies and life... does it feel so empty? Everything feels suffocating and the only way out is to make your way out of there. But where's the bravery? The courage? They don't seem to be here. But the temporary, momentary comfort lies somewhere far away, and you move towards it constantly.

Sometimes I just wish time will move faster.

- - -

Sorry about the above. Everyone has their downs, okay? I'm not even that sad as I portray myself up there, I tend to get carried away when I describe things. I just can't resist sometimes.

Anyway. Just wanted to talk about the things that make me excited.

1. The prospect of having lunch/dinner soon.

Seriously. When time crawls closer to 6 or 7 pm, the few phrases out of my mouth would be, "Eh mummy what are we having tonight?" "Can I cook pasta for myself?" "Can we go to Clementi Mall and have Swensen's?" The action of putting lovely cooked food into my mouth and swallowing it, savouring its every flavour and taste just makes me want to cry out in happiness.

2. Seeing cruise ships/planes.

I don't know why! It just makes me think of the places the people onboard are going and I feel so excited for them because they are starting a new life experience. Lol lol lol wtf. *crawls into a hole and hides*

3. Traveling

ANYWHERE! To get out of the country, even for awhile, excites me. New smells, new atmosphere, new views to see, new kinds of food to eat (no kidding omg!), new kinds of people to meet (nah, actually not really).

4. Buying AWESOME cheap things!

Other than making me excited, this will also cause me to be DELIRIOUS with happiness and joy will start erupting inside my heart. Sigh. The key word here is "cheap", though. The items being cheap just adds to the awesomeness. Like digging out lovely cheap clothes. And buying secondhand books! Speaking of which, I just bought some today! 3 for $10! And guess what's the biggest satisfaction? When I turn the books behind to see that the original price is like $15 or $23 hahahaha.

5. Seeing the words "mashed potatoes" or "baked potatoes" or anything with the word potato, generally.

Today as I was at a Japanese pasta restaurant, I was deliberating between pan fried salmon steak or salmon pasta with buttered sauce or whatever. The pan fried salmon came with "MASHED POTATOES" and I got excited. But being disciplined (ahem), I resisted and got the pasta instead, which was really good as well.

Writing about food at 1am starves me sigh.

Bye! Sleep time.

No regrets.

2011-11-24T16:16:00.005+08:00

:) When we sang for 3 straight hours omg

I'm not even really considered a consistent person who blogs but I know that for me, I don't seem to translate my thoughts and action into words well enough. I wake up in the morning in a daze, and I sit on the couch and be silent for so long, just thinking about things and wondering how I can write what I think cohesively and many times many posts end up as drafts because I am not satisfied.

I don't know why I'm even putting so much effort into keeping my blog... well, me, because I do think I have a zillion other things more important to me but it's become really personal, this blog. Though there's hardly anything personal in here but I realise the things I put in here are really what I think.

Okay the bottomline of those lame passages up there is basically a whirlwind of thoughts I got after reading a certain blog for very long (like a few months, so okay, not THAT long) and I'm inspired. I know I should probably get inspired by someone else other than a relatively popular blogger but I don't know, I think she's just so different from the rest of those popular bloggers who seem to spam their pictures on their blogs and do advertorials and stuff. And yeah... I just find myself getting more and more inspired and even I DON'T KNOW WHERE I'M HEADING TO IN THIS.

So let's just forget it.

Ugh.

Okay anyway her blog is here. I hope you see what I mean.

-

Oh and another thing I want to talk about.

What is the use of being someone who looks humanly human if you don't have any opinions of your own? We are each crafted in a different way, and it's so achingly sad if our standard answers to great debate kind of topics is "neutral". I don't even get what is neutral, anyway. For the most part I think it just makes a person seem s/he doesn't care less.

I am such a argumentative person I have to showcase every thought in my head in this great white space. Ah sigh. :(

Okay one last picture:

Mango Madness Snapple! :) So sour and lovely. And the story for the stray ice cube there was because I was being cheapskate as usual. I didn't finish my drink and I wanted to save it for later. So I got ice cubes and poured it in the bottle to keep it nice and chilly. Omg. $3 well spent.

Oh! And my mom and I went for a pilates class yesterday. It was pretty fun I must say, and it's crazy how a mild workout (as compared to me running/cycling all the time) can bring aches to my stomach and calves. It's crazy. I did loads of sit ups in my life but those never made me have literal stomach aches. Pilates is AMAZING!

Random ramblings on my life

2011-11-20T17:32:00.003+08:00

I haven't posted for quite a while, and I am about to give some excuses why:

1. Nobody reads my blog. Actually this doesn't exactly matter, but like I mentioned above, it's excuses. And I am a master at them! (but hello people who do - OMG I LOVE YOU! - leave some comments!)

2. My life is boring and mundane. This is, sadly, not an excuse because it's pretty true. Here's a really accurate schedule on my daily routine. Wake up from the terrible construction going on outside, skip breakfast and go straight to watching TV (but there's really nothing much...darn), attempt to do some math but fall asleep instead.... As proof of the boringness I'm not even gonna attempt to finish this ugh.

BUT! Hopefully it'll get better! Just had a sleepover with Jayi and we watched Black Swan. It was my second time watching it, the first was me alone with my laptop, and the movie quality was pretty terrible. And I was so fascinated with the subject of the movie that I spent the next day searching for movie interpretations. I'm still mindblown.

AND! This month is about to end soon and it's getting closer to my holiday to Hong Kong! Haven't been there before and guess what I'm looking forward to the most? You guessed it - STREET FOOD! OMG. Or wait, is that Taiwan? Ah, who cares.

Anyway, I have some pictures to break up the text. I tend to get a little too wordy.

This picture is actually legit proof of my greed and constant, never fading hunger. My cousins had just returned from school and the macaroni with mayonnaise was their lunch. Then I complained, "WHERE'S MINE? I WANT SOME!" so Chelsea gave me half of hers. I felt really bad. :(

But it was delicious. No regrets. I kid, I kid.

Jayi and I when we went to flea last week. SHE DIDN'T GET ANYTHING! Except for a pair of earrings. I felt like a spendthrift.

One word shall suffice: Aw.

And bye. bye. bye.

PS: Been kinda obsessed recently. The source of my obsession is pretty cliche and I feel so ashamed. :(

LOOKING FOR AFFIES!

2011-11-16T00:15:00.002+08:00

Sorry for sounding cute up there, and strange request but... I want more blogs to read! So anyone up for being affiliates? Which really just means linking each other's blogs up, affiliates is such a fancy word. So far I only have Jayi there and it's... kind of sad. :(

So just tell me (AKA comment, Facebook message, Twitter message, text message, owl message), and I'll gladly put you up there. Yay!

All over

2011-11-14T21:02:00.002+08:00

I'm thinking of words, smooth and crisp and fine, how they intertwine and interlace with each other and form something beautiful, when they aren't merely just filling space, but filling us with feeling that can bring upon something else. These words flit surreptitiously across the pages, forming lines of letters that change everything, every perspective we take on the world.

?!?!!?! WTF

2011-11-13T16:40:00.003+08:00

So I did a fair bit of stalking.

And I was wondering how you were doing! So being the curious cat that I was, I chanced upon your website and began scrolling through those a dime a dozen Tumblr pictures that cluttered upon the stark, minimalist page you no doubt intended your Tumblr to be.

Simplistic? No, I call it boring.

Anyway, I scrolled and scrolled and finally came across something that was original - that is, your writing. And I couldn't help laughing as I read. It's funny, but it's been years and it seems to me you have not changed. Not at all, one bit. It's really sucky to stay the same, be stagnated all these years, right?

Anyway, I felt like writing this because I am amused and I shall resume my stalking.

I am so mean.

Whoopee!

2011-11-13T11:00:00.012+08:00

Hello. So I'm done with my Chinese O's and I am so carefree right now. I haven't really experienced what freedom felt like in a pretty long while. So I'm now happily eating, reading, and watching movies from mioTV that is crazily only a dollar per rental. START RENTING GUYS!

Anyway. Thanks to that I watched Gulliver's Travels, Diary of a Wimpy Kid (RODRICK IS SO HOT.), X-Men First Class again, and a little bit of 127 Hours. Because well, we found it boring. Sorry James Franco. And also watched Time Heist with the gang! It was awesome. :)

Yep, so, been reading quite a bit, and all the books I've read make me want to slow down, breathe, and experience... I'll write it here if I do. Hmm.

I brandish pictures! (Wow it took me SO LONG to upload them. Properly never gonna do that again.)

This is my room! Or a little of it. Took this picture as I was studying for my O's (yeah, I did study actually) because I wanted to justify my own messiness. Hahahah. My mom and I sort of moved the furniture around, and I like it better. :) So spacious now!

The $5 bag I got from flea yesterday! Okay so here's a story: I took it out to show to my relatives and everyone's faces registered pure shock and horror. "Why would you ever get that?!" My cousin screamed at me. "It's cheap! AND VINTAGE!" I defended.

So... everyone thought it was pretty aunty-looking. It's okay, it just goes to show I am wise beyond my years. *am deluding myself* But eh, I like the bag. Seriously. UGH.

Surprisingly the most expensive thing I got yesterday was the elephant notebook. $11. But the cover is felt and soft and the pages are blank inside! And of good quality. :) I like blank pages. Feels so much like a canvas to me. But instead of drawings I get to fill it with words. Anyway I'll use it for next year and usually the notebooks I buy to write homework in is $20+. So yeah. *am justifying my expensive buy*

And the wallet is $8, and it sucks. It may look nice, but it still sucks. URGH. Anyone wants to buy it? I'll sell it for $5. No kidding. And I haven't even used it yet.

Pretty $2 necklace! I like long brown threads, and I don't know why but it feels really Alice In Wonderland to me.

The stuff my cousin got for me from Australia! I POSSESS GENUINE AUSSIE STUFF! Anyway, see the long brown thing there?

Uh... yes, THIS:

Kangaroo sausage. WTF? No idea they eat kangaroos there. And till now I'm still clueless as if the sausage's for me or for my dogs. Gotta ask my cousin again later.

Oh, and this too. It smells really good! I'm quite sure Sephora sells it. For an exorbitant price.

Happiest moment thus far. Disposing of my chinese texts! YAY!

The book from Smiggle I got for my dad's birthday. Only he doesn't know it yet. And his birthday already passed. And for a book like that with normal quality pages I think it's quite expensive. I'm confused, though. What's so awesome about Smiggle? I really don't get why people make such a big deal about it, lol.

My mag stash. Till date Girlfriend is the best teen magazine I've read. Too bad it's so crazy expensive in Singapore PLUS it doesn't come with a free gift. *deeply treasures my free gift* WTF. But it is nice, really.

Time to have breakfast. And it's 12:18pm. But it is really amazing to not having to wake up early on Sunday mornings to face commitments I don't exactly enjoy. Eg. Chinese tuition. Instead, I woke up early to clean up my room, which has gotten out of hand recently thanks to me being a hobo.

Bye!

30 things challenge - again! (1)

2011-11-06T21:34:00.004+08:00

I am so excited, hehe. I saw this on Amanda's blog and had to try it:

So yeah... first one! Ways to win your heart

Hmm to win my heart... I'll put down a list, and PLEASE don't judge me after this please.

1. Funny/good sense of humor... and by good I mean... good. Not tell me a joke about boobs or something (BAD TASTE, BRO.) and call it a day. Boob jokes are only funny with the girls. Hahaha.

2. Good natured! And not overly sensitive. This is pretty important.

3. Able to hold a sensible and somewhat intelligent conversation about things like outer space or sci-fi, or music, or sitcoms... yeah. Just well versed in all these aspects. I like to talk.

4. Caring/Loyal/Not abusive (LOL LOL LOL) all the cliche things.

5. Not terribly lazy. And by lazy I mean the guy has to agree to a) cycle with me on a daily basis (oh I forgot to say - my bike got stolen. Dang it) and b) walk to our said destination if we have time instead of taking public transport like a normal person.

6. Tanned. Heh. *giggles* Sorry, but something happens to my hormones if a good looking guy happens to be tanned as well.

7. Able to understand my love for Jason Mraz and Wesley Chan and not kill me over that. Lol.

Though... I realised MOST Asians (or rather, Oriental) who live in countries like the USA (like Wong Fu Pro & all their friends) are all pale. I hardly see a tanned one. The sun there must be awesome.

My list ends here because truthfully if I go on people who would I'm perfect and drop dead gorgeous and I am obviously not and I shall go hide in someone's league now. Bye.

Speed reading

2011-11-05T16:56:00.004+08:00

I usually get through books really quickly. I don't know how I do it, I guess I just unknowingly speed read. I can read a pretty thick book (like Shiver by Maggie Stiefvater) in a couple of hours, 3 at most. That's a little crazy, I think. I think I skip some words without knowing them, but still I do understand the content. And it works, I guess.

But I've finally read something that DID NOT WORK for once. And it's called Sophie's World by Josein Gaardner. This:

Bought it without knowing what it really was, cause I was rushing and I wanted a book to read on my way to Desaru, Malaysia the next day, and ALSO (being the cheapskate I am) it was the cheapest among the rest (sorry Josein Gaarder).

But lol, it certainly wasn't the kind of book you can leisurely read on a bus ride. I totally didn't get the philosophical references at all, and I finished the book later that day feeling very unsatisfied. Because I didn't understand a lot of things that were going on.

Sorry, here's a better picture:

So I went around saying "That book is real tough to read." And I loaned it to my cousin, who is a considerably much slower reader than I am. She read one chapter per day and after which, she thought hard about what the guy had meant.

AND SHE LIKED THE BOOK! Said it was meaningful! Said the philosophy was brilliant! And said she also dropped crumbs on the pages of my expensive book!

Okay so I'm gonna try it. Reading one chapter at a time. Though it's gonna be painful for me to not try reading everything at one go. :(

PS. Sorry for lack of updates. Had been attempting to study for my Chinese O' levels. COME AT ME.

Rendered speechless

2011-10-29T13:02:00.003+08:00

So Jayi came to find me yesterday since I haven't seen her since she went to Cambodia. It was fun. :)

Now... I got some news and it's making me go asdfghjkasjdha. For lack of a better word. I wish I could write it down here but I'm not sure if it's too private. And I'm sorry if the posts nowadays are lacking some sort of substance but really, there's been a lot on my mind, good and bad!

Well, also just found out that my relatives read my blog so I better not post any incriminating stuff here. Hahahah.

Anyway. Just got to say that I miss it when everyone (waaaay back in 2007? 2008?) still had an active blog, even the dudes. When we all went around tagging each other on our tagboards and linking each other up. When our blogs were unique and actually pertained relevantly to our lives. Man, that was fun! Now when people have blogs they mean they have a Tumblr. Which is pretty okay but after seeing it again & again it tires me. The same fashion pictures, emo/inspirational quotes/hipster pictures and the cycle repeats itself.

Nooooo.

So... I'm sending out this plea. If anyone has a *outdated* kind of blog like mine, LINK ME UP. AND I'LL DO THE SAME! Yay, thanks. :)

Bye!

By the way, I just got a Goodreads account. Not too sure how to work it yet, but I'll take my time. If you have it add me!

From a bird's eye view

2011-10-28T00:16:00.004+08:00

You are the mountain, you are the rock
You are the cord and you're the spark
You are the eagle, you are the lark
You are the world and you're remarkable
You're the ocean eating the shore
You are the calm inside the storm
You're every emotion, you can endure
You are the world, the world is yours.

- Jason Mraz "The World as I See It"

If it isn't already obvious enough, I am shamelessly in love with Jason Mraz. So much that I hardly even talk or LISTEN to the All-American Rejects anymore. And they used to be my favourite band. Wait, they still are, but I'm not too sure anymore. All I see is Mr A-Z. That rhymes!

But one thing different about my hasbeen love for AAR and current unconditional and undying love for Jason Mraz is that I actually like him for his music. And I mean that a hundred percent. I'm not sure what drove me to like AAR, but I guess it's partly due to Tyson Ritter's handsome, high cheekboned face. But to like someone for their music and music alone is so amazing. The feeling is amazing. The adorable shaggy hair and awesome Djembe player TOCA RIVERA just comes along as part of the package.

I am done here.

Freedom to choose.

2011-10-27T18:59:00.000+08:00

Stark discrepancy
run down our faces
We select some
and run away

Young
and impossibly
beautiful

... don't be scared
do not be afraid
lines wrinkled with age

traced forward with
a finger
cool and interlaced

just let us choose
who we want
to
become

What is this, honestly?

2011-10-22T23:54:00.001+08:00

I've been blogging (and by blogging I mean going through many, many phases of the types of content I lay on blogger.com - more on that later) since I was about nine. My nine year old blog is still lurking SOMEWHERE on the Intarwebz because I've forgotten my then username and password so try as I might, it will never be deleted. And the mere thought of it makes me cringe. Yes, I still remember the blog URL. And no, you may not acquire it, thank you very much.

I think I am a severely confused person. As you can see from my many, many blogs (yes I keep changing them - from different hosting sites and different URLs) my kind of writing in those blogs are drastically different. In my old blog (iridescea.blogspot.com - before I changed the URL and privated it and started this one instead) I chronicled my lifeless secondary 1 and a little secondary 2 days, and I really went all out. I described everything in detail. Lemme find an example... ah.

My first post in that said blog, September 2009:

Words meet heartbeats?
Hello i'm back on the blogging scene again. Haha.
I kinda stopped on Blogger 'cos I thought it was lame...but people do change, right? Uh yeah.

Anyway let me fill up some blank space. School's the same. I'm the same? Homework's the same.
Okay I'm doing a real bad job of filling up space.

Oh yeah god I hate Gayface. I mean who the hell just goes around smsing people and begging people to be his girlfriend? And he's damn ego and pretentious man.

"Hey you do you wanna stead Emily? She's damn hot, american chinese, with lovely long hair etc etc."

"WTF I DON'T EVEN KNOW HER LAH."

"Ehh so I ask you again want or not?"

"I see first."

Okay I get it Gayface the whole world loves you and your puber hair face too.
And then that hypocrite texted me: EH WHATS HER SURNAME.

Noooooooooooooooooooob.

Okay I seriously think this is a poor start to a supposedly new blog, but OH WELL.

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Now playing: Parachute - Words Meet Heartbeats

Wow! I seem to lead a VERY dramatic life from this post and whoa I am such a... !@#%&#^ Why did I ever complain so much? And check the last sentence out! I used to sync my now playing to my blog posts! Ha. Ha. Ha. That is so pretentious and TO ME, I'm practically yelling out "HAY GUYZ MY MUSIC TASTE IS COOLAR THAN YOURS, HAR. HAR.HAR."

No, not really. I still really do like that song very much.

But that's okay, the blog posts. I have worse ones.

Like... when I'm attempting to be poetic? And deep? And mellow? And melancholic? Obviously I failed. Okay here's one example:

20
learn to let go of our sparrows and our crows. Let go of the good and the bad. Learn to live without them because we can and because it’s hard. Let them go first before they let go of you, because they ultimately will.

at the last glance, we all long for the last glance. that one momentarily look can mean so much, so much more then anyone staring into your eyes and attempting to read your soul from it. because when we learn to let go, the last glance means more and more and one day we will find ourselves living for less, and more. less people to impress and more to grow in love and trust with.

I feel like my head is my legs and it’s trampling all over me.

This is when I still blogged with Tumblr. Hah. It's all here, by the way. See my lame poetic side that's really... non existent now. I feel that life is too short to be poetic. Okay, not really. Just too weird if you're only fifteen and have led a relatively happy life so far.

I AM UNDECIDED ON THIS SIDE ON ME. I mean... it's a little bit pretentious and intentionally emo. Look at the lack of emotion in the passage! IT'S JUST SO STRANGE. But on the other hand...

16
Sometimes we have what we need, and a little bit more. Sometimes we are content, most of the time we want more and more. How many times has anyone ever felt they want less? I must be one of the few. So my thoughts hang ajar on the wall, so exposed yet so delicate. So easy to seek, but so hard to analyse. I’m so cryptic sometimes, I don’t understand the balance between my thoughts and my actions - they’re just so contrasting at times.

I feel like I’m at a point of my life where I think I know everything, but actually I don’t know anything at all. At this age I guess all we want to be is someone else better, someone else just less like ourselves. Boundaries aren’t what they made out to be - reality takes over and everything just falls apart.

Maybe it’s the late night indie songs taking over…?

Maybe I just have to grow up a little bit more. Or for awhile, just stop. And be a kid again.

Yeah, I probably will.

Also from that Tumblr.

Hmm, but I think it's very... delicate, the way I was writing. Like, if I didn't know the person who wrote the above was actually a fifteen year old Singaporean girl failing Math, I would've thought it was someone who wears long suede coats, French beanies and types away in her MacBook in dainty cafes while drinking espresso occasionally.

Lol, what am I doing. Judging my own work. Let's ignore that. Let's go back to the forgotten days WHERE I WAS LOVESICK. OH MY GOODNESS.

Sunday, January 30, 2011

One day

I'm ruining it all nowadays - some things are uncontrollable, especially when it comes to Nature.
But please don't take it as my rejection towards you.
I'd tell you again, I won't - I won't. I will never.

I appreciate, and am thankful I have you in my life.
Thanks for putting up with me,
and caring so much.

And one day I'll tell you everything from the start, once again, my head against your shoulder, face to face.
I cannot wait for that day. :)

Like, whatintheworldwasIthinkingwhenIwrotethatpieceofheartwarmingcrap above?

That's from the now privated iridescea.blogspot.com, by the way. And it was only easier this year. *facepalms self over and over*

Ok I am trying not to laugh at myself. But. SERIOUSLY!

And... the mixture of blog (with a little of this current blog's accents) would be found in my Livejournal. No surprise on what it is. Iridescea.livejournal.com. *headdesks*

I like my livejournal, though. The pictures and words I posted up were so well thought out and pretty. But nevertheless, boring. I bore myself!

Anyway, when most (readable) people blog they usually have something good to say about the current political situation, or being noble and kind and emulating the late Mother Teresa (whom I sincerely admire), or really just darn good looking and you really don't mind looking at their pictures again and again... OR their blog pertains to a certain cool genre like uh... music, fashion, food.

But me? I realise I'm trying to be like some of them, and obviously I fail. I can never find myself to be truly honest and deadpan on my blog, which causes me to be a boring twat, plus I don't have enough insight and interest on the fashion/food/music world to actually be blogging about it constantly.

I'm only interested in me. And what I currently like. Or read. Or listen. That sounds extremely materialistic and superficial, but that is what a blog is for, right? Writing about YOUR own opinions, the music YOU have just listened to and raved about, the clothes YOU are wearing, it goes on and on. And yep. I would love to have many people reading my blog and going "Oh, this girl is pretty awesome brb I'm gonna tell people about her blog heheh" and yeah... but this will never happen because I'm neither this nor that.

So I have to be contented with what few people reading this little space, and this happens to only be a few of my friends. *weeps sadly* HAHAHA.

But I quite like what I'm writing on this blog. Some unflattering pictures, my attempts to be self deprecating and slightly funny, and flaunting my love for Jason Mraz. It's not so bad after all!

All right.
I'm done.
Goodbye.

here's an DEEP AND MELANCHOLIC way to end the post;

I see the silhouette of my last goodbye, and the shadows running furtively across the blank, rough edged wall. The memories, grey and unrelenting, were swirling in my head, and the more I try to let it go, every time I see the goodbye it all comes dashing back. What on earth?

I'm just too bad at this now.

Wait, I made mashed potatoes today. I nearly mashed my arm off. But the end result was good. Granted, anything with a hell lot of butter and a dollop of mayo would be good. But wow. I am capable of making food.

PS. Just realised this post is too wordy, so here's a picture of me. trololol.

Anyhow, better go now before my parents threaten to cancel my tuition and then I will sit in a corner and bawl my Asian eyes out. Funny, only in Singapore... only in Singapore such anomalies and atrocities will happen. Har. Har. Har.

Bean bean beanie

2011-10-21T19:45:00.001+08:00

Today, I'm gonna ignore the fact that I am still grounded.
Today, I'm also gonna ignore the fact that I have to snatch up my phone intermittently to try to reply texts.

And I'm just gonna be wholly self-absorbed. Whoo.

Yeah... this is what I meant. Photobooth shots is the epitome of vain and I'm ashamed to say I frequently abuse it with my cousins. And my excuse? "LOOKIE GUYS NEW RED BEANIE!!" Okay I really don't mean that. I just wanted a Photobooth picture.

Anyway, my second beanie. I'm gonna find a bright yellow one soon! I really like hats and beanies and basically anything that can make my usually unbrushed hair look better than it really is, hahaha.

Speaking of hats... I just listened to Jason Mraz's new single: The World As I See It.

Does anyone think the front sounds a little like Clocks by Coldplay? To be honest, I wasn't exactly fond of it the first time I listened to it. But after a while... MAN. It really does grow on me. I don't know how Mraz does it, but he does.

Maybe it's because he's turned all hippie now.

AND LOOKIE! AGAIN!!!

And people say nothing is perfect. They're wrong. That. Is. Perfect.

I'm off now, bye!

I know it's kinda late

2011-10-21T19:24:00.000+08:00

So I came home
sat on the sofa
my mind on the numerals on that piece of paper
and i thought
and thought
and thoug-

why do those
make me cry?

Foundations

2011-10-14T23:11:00.000+08:00

Hello guys! So my exams are over, finally! I don't feel the relief though, 'cause my O level Chinese is coming right up. :( But oh well I'll take whatever freedom and sleep I can get!

Anyhow today started off rocky. I kind of pissed my parents off so they grounded me, and thus I couldn't go out with my friends to... uh, Orchard? Haha. But later in the afternoon I apologised cause I absolutely wasn't gonna waste my Friday away... and somehow they agreed to let me go to Jayi's house! But it was really quite late by then, but then again anything's good. So today wasn't a waste after all. :)

Anyway I got to meet her after pretty long... after 3 weeks I guess? Just bummed around watching YouTube videos that included tutorials on how to curl your hair with socks and paper bags. LOL. Annnnd... WONG FU! PRODUCTIONS! WESLEY CHAN! Sorry. A little overboard here) and went out for dinner with her momma after that! But still, yay. Have a safe trip to Cambodia. Yay.

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Alright, now to a little bit of.. emotion.

It's really annoying how sometimes... people get way too affected with what other people think. Especially if it's an arrogant opinion. It's even worse when they take that opinion to heart and act accordingly, even though it might not be the best. It's so much like acid being only partially ionized. Weak. I can't say so much for myself though - I'm not exactly the strongest person on earth, but I guess there's a limit for what you can stand for. Hmm.

That's all! Today was a good day. :)

Bye.

My disappointment with PB & J

2011-10-08T13:04:00.001+08:00

Because I am not an American, I am forever fascinated with things that are quintessentially American. You name it - grilled BBQs, Big Macs, Big Apple, obesity. I'm joking on the last one. Really. Really, don't take offence! I also love American TV shows like ANTM, Bones... How I Met Your Mother, yep, all those.

But one thing that most quelled my curiosity was a food. This food always, always somehow appeared on the pages of the American children's books I read as a kid, and even when I moved on to mature novels. Wait, that sounded wrong. I shall rephrase it. When I moved on to... more grown up books, in an increased maturity level way.

And this food is none other than.. PEANUT BUTTER & JELLY.

Really! And when I read it, the first thing that came to mind: Peanut Butter. With Jell-O. On bread. That was awesome, I thought. Why don't Singaporeans make those and add it to our breakfast staple! So in a pictorial form, this is what I envisioned peanut butter & jelly to be:

PLUS

AND

Yep. So to my utter horror when I FINALLY decided to google "Peanut butter and jelly"... I found out...

THE "JELLY" WAS ACTUALLY JUST JAM.

YES, JAM.

Oh my god. I was so sad, like really! YOU MEAN THE PB & J I ALWAYS THOUGHT HAD JELLY IN IT WAS... JUST. JAM?

Like the ones I used to eat back in primary school?

Stupid jam. I hate jam. I never have it on my bread. I always have a mixture of butter and kaya (coconut spread, I think. It's delicious) now.

My rant is over. So is my childhood fantasy.

On a completely unrelated note, I know that every girl is crazy over One Direction now. I'm not, really. Except that...

Liam Payne. Can anyone say HNNNNNNNNNNNNNG? Oh my god.

He had me at "curly hair". The hair he had in the What Makes You Beautiful music video was PERFECT.

Well, this pretty much sucks

2011-10-03T12:33:00.000+08:00

So I'm sitting at home here cause I'm sick. Down with a terrible sore throat + flu + slight bout of fever. And with exams coming in 3 days, it's such a lovely time to be sick! I never thought being sick at an exam period would ever happen to me, but I guess I'm wrong... like always.

The picture on the left is a brilliant distraction from my current sick self and I keep wondering when I can ever wear a hat again without feeling like my head is on fire.

Oh, and I'm not longer using the phone I'm holding. Got a friend to lend one to me. Yay!

Pretending to be in thought...

2011-09-25T12:32:00.001+08:00

One thing I detest most about exams is not the hard work put into it (or in my case, remotely little), but the fact that I can't find time to do anything else. I want to sit in front of my notebook and write my thoughts and whatever my imagination allows me, I want to read my tiny Spanish dictionary and learn a few things I'd never get the chance to in school, and I want to cycle so I wouldn't be so flabby.

But this education system is so damn exam focused and I don't think I get anything out of my learning process anymore. All I care about is doing well for exams and I don't appreciate what goes behind the textbook and all and how nice learning something new might be.

This is so flawed... and I hate it. I spend hours doing something I don't enjoy just to get a high mark on a paper that would be insignificant in years to come and though I would probably get the knowledge into my head, all I'll remember is the torture it took to get it inside and it wouldn't be worth it in the end.

Ahhhh

2011-09-18T19:08:00.001+08:00

Well hello didn't blog for about 2 weeks so yeah... I kinda suck at maintaining a blog. Plus EOYS are coming real soon and I'm still sitting here.. reading blogs lol. But I can't help it, it makes me so happy!

And I had to cook my own dinner of Maggi Mee cos my parents didn't want to take me out. What. Well at least its economical. :) Despite it being really dry and diluted and terrible.

Guess what else's economical?! Stumbling upon a very unexpected flea at the Singapore Flyer and buying piles of clothes and all in all it only added up to... $62! And two pieces including my mom's so it should actually be $51.

Yeah I know $51 seems a lot but I got like 5 pieces of clothing from various quality brands like New Look, F21, Topshop and other stuff so I'm really happy ok. If you buy it first hand a piece costs maybe $25-$30 (I know cos I've went around looking at nice clothes only to find it's $30 + for JUST A TOP WITH PRINTS ON IT) and I would walk out sadly.

SO I'M REALLY HAPPY! A deduction from $32 dollars to $10 is like uh... around 2/3 reduction, which is... UHHHH 75% DISCOUNT? Ok I honestly have no idea and I'm too lazy to calculate. I have no problem wearing secondhand clothes at all. I know some people who absolutely REFUSE to wear them because of bodily fluids/ the clothes might have belonged to dead person wtf but as long I save money it's all good with me. :)

*shall stop sounding cheapskate now*

Haven't been up to anything much these few days except with the onslaught of homework and stress and frequent hair pulling sessions. Actually, I'm kidding. I haven't really really studied yet because I've been...

... texting

... eating

... watching Scrubs (THIS SHOW IS TOO FUNNY SERIOUSLY)

... going out sometimes

... staying in sometimes

... and sleeping a lot

... reading web comics A LOT

Well, yeah. I'm suddenly filled with this panicky I-haven't-done-my-homework feeling so I better be off now. Oh right before I go I have some pictures.

Uh... went to Sentosa somewhere in the September holidays.

The top I'm wearing here is actually part of the 3 for $10 deal I got from a random aunty looking store located below a neighbouring HDB flat. :( But it doesn't look that cheap right! I mean... yeah... it's a little ill-fitting but it has stripes! Anything with stripes are awesome. But the shorts costed a whopping $60 WTF I'll never buy anything so expensive again. I was young & ignorant.

Oh and we had Teacher's Day. Being a terrible person I didn't get anything. ;( (but I baked cupcakes with Nad, Rach & Mav last year so I'm not entirely terrible.

Ain't this picture lovely! The light was terribly good (good = us looking fair & flawless) and we couldn't stop camwhoring. AH, GIRLS. *sighs deeply*

After that I went to Tammy's house!

We cooked pasta. And played DOA LOL crazy fun. Again, us being girls we have pictures of ourselves but we were really sweaty and unglam and too terrible so to save you to trouble I won't put it here.

Annnnnd, I'm off! TO EAT SOME SATAY!

Night

2011-09-04T23:02:00.000+08:00

Ahhhh. So the entry below will hopefully be the last sad, boohoo, pity me guys entry I'll pen. :) Because I've kinda sorted things out with myself and also with the help of a very unassuming friend and yep, that friend helped me see light and through a nice, new perspective.

Ok. Yep. And as usual I'm also just making a mountain out of a molehill.

Cycled to West Coast Park with my cousin today. We set off around evening, and on the way I (nearly) knocked over some people because the path was so narrow and I'm really terrified of pedestrians and also because my bike doesn't have a bell. I seriously bumped onto this guy though, but he was really nice about it, saying "Oh don't worry, it's my fault, I'm so sorry!" while pointing to his earphones, because I guess he didn't hear when I was yelling out EXCUSE ME! Sigh, if the rest of the world could be that nice.

I really have to improve my cycling skills! But it was a really good day. I could really make this a Sunday thing.

Okay this IS an emo post.

2011-08-31T23:44:00.000+08:00

There is one reason why I delve into books and music so much. Because currently, it's a hell lot better than the current reality. I guess it's not all that bad... I have loads of things to take my mind of it. And I guess when the topic crops up I'll just shut myself off from it and start thinking about Jason Mraz or something.

I don't know why I feel so upset and am so affected about this seemingly mindless trivial that could happen to ANYONE in this wretched dratted world we live in where envy and jealousy intertwine so intricately together. It shouldn't even matter at all. After all, if I see things through a new perspective, this period of teenage angst I'm facing is so minuscule it's hardly even there. IT. DOESN'T. MATTER. (and from here I start to talk to myself)

I guess what I'm tired of is the constant reminder of it everyday. Somehow. Everything people say will somehow make me unconsciously drift back to the problem I want to escape from. And even though it's not physically visible in front of me - there's many things that poses as reminders. Cell phone. This huge iMac and the name shines crystal clear.

Also maybe, it's not the first time. It's the second time I have to face this and I have to face it alone because maybe to others they think I'm okay with it. But i'm really not. And somehow it always ends up being "OKAY" with me and to other people.. Nah. What am I even saying?

However, maybe its karma. Maybe I have to learn to stop being to goddamn sensitive. And possessive. I just have to stop and take a break.

I feel so shitty now. Seriously.

And I'm not even gonna pretend I'm okay with this anymore.

My new life motto:

Sleepy

2011-08-27T18:19:00.001+08:00

Friday was fun. It all started with a text of "Can I sleepover?" from Jayi. And I was like Yes sure why not. And yep. There you have it.

Before she came over around 6 though, I had my blackheads squeezed for the first time. And the last time. It was the single most painful experience of my life. GOSH. Met Jayi after that and had some marvelous banana and cheese prata for dinner. I love dinners at diners below HDB flats I'm such a Singaporean. Anyway, pictures from the... sleepover!

Wow someone's lookin' pretty.

We were at the Big Bookshop (BEST PLACE EVER) and I was deciding to buy some stuff. I saw loads of nice post its and bookmarks and tags but thanks to the cheapskate in me, I only bought the one I was holding. Only 1 buck. Yes.

My really messy desk. MLIA.

Here's an unglam picture of me in glasses. We did study actually. It was pretty therapeutic and calming for some reason - studying at 11pm on a Friday night. GOSH I just made us some like a pair of losers.

HELLO HEY NICKI DEAR.

Yeah, we're girls. Who are going to be a few kilos heavier in around 15 minutes time. For we are going to...

Pizza Hut.

THE FOOD. *is salivating uncontrollably now*

Beef Balls. In cheese. And then it's baked. Oh my goodness. This delicious thing made up for my lousy pasta. :(

Looks good, but it's really not. The crayfish was dry and tasteless. The pasta sauce tasted like the kind I would make when I'm out of Prego's or Mark's & Spencer pasta sauce and have to resort to using lame normal tomato sauce. Yep. Sucked. Boo.

Wait. I shouldn't criticize food. I should just go be a Masterchef judge now.

This was Jayi's. Fat. She didn't eat the broccoli okay.

HUNGER SATIATED. HAPPY PEOPLE.

checkyourfridge and iridescea.

HAHAHA.

It was a great day, anyhow. Spent the rest of it playing The Sims Social on Facebook (pointless and lifeless but it reminds me of my Sims game I lost in my damaged Vaio) and today I witnessed my aunt getting baptised. Congrats!

Alright tata.

Ignore this

2011-08-23T15:52:00.000+08:00

I am a horrible person who changes her mind like how other people change their pants everyday and I really need to stop and think and also prioritize and finally ask myself - Why do I really want? What do I need? And I have to stop sending the wrong signals and at the end of it all, I am the one getting all hurt and pissed at myself.

I don't deserve anyone.

The way we dress = ourselves?

2011-08-21T20:37:00.002+08:00

So today I was being bored and lifeless as usual, and instead of doing ANYTHING productive, I did what I did best - reading. But I was reading through other people's fashion blogs and really, I was admiring the way they dressed up. So many layers, so many things thrifted. One thing I like about clothes is basically how the most mismatched things can fit together so seamlessly on a person. But I realise how hard it is to do so in Singapore... because the weather's freakin' hot.

I don't claim, nor am I some fashion expert or anything - you should see the way I dress - totally cliche for a Singaporean kid, but can I just say I admire everyday fashion? yeah I know there are better things to be admired like how gorgeous the 7 Wonders of the World is and Barack Obama, but yeah... I love how these people dress:

So many layers! So pretty. Why oh why Singapore, why are you so humid?

More layers. Oh my goodness I wish I can wear that out without sweating. Which is near impossible because I'm a fully certified sweating machine. A top & shorts, and I just take a stroll round the neighbourhood - I SWEAT. No points for guessing.

My absolute favourite. I want to wear hats and beanies and long wool sweaters and tights when I go out. Not a stupid t-shirt from Forever 21 and a stupid pair of shorts with slippers and hair pinned up with a stupid clip.

Lol and can I say guys are waaaaaay more appealing if they dress well:

Instead of a shirt and a pair of bermudas.

LOL. But I gotta admit seeing a guy with lots of hair gel and clean shoes would be extremely alarming. So never mind, scratch that.

So all my life I have to dress like that...

Lol jk this is not me. I'm not that skinny or blonde.

TROLOLOL

This is one picture that has me posing... full body... but still FAIL. *laughs awkwardly at own's awkwardness* This is something me and Alex took at sleazetown.... Clarke Quay. In the afternoon, so we weren't doing anything dumb. Except taking stupid photos like the one above.

Please don't judge.

Off to watch MasterChef US now bye.

*laughs awkwardly*

iPhone vs T700

2011-08-20T17:50:00.001+08:00

Yep so that's the T700, but I'm using the black & white version cause my phone above was given away hahaha. And though I really miss my iPhone - it's convenience, its functionality and all, I'm seriously quite contented with my T700. So vintage and pre smartphone. HAHAHA.

Okay so with the T700 I can...

... focus on texting people and replying messages on time because I have this tendency to close message notifications when its interrupting my TIMES reading/Surviving High School playing (yes I play that game don't judge)/YouTube browsing and forget about the messages till like hours later.

... afford NOT to bring a bag whenever I go out. Since it's so damn small and light in into the shorts pocket it goes and my pocket doesn't sag AND SO my shorts doesn't look like it had a hem sewn wrong or anything! YAY.

... afford to drop it so many damn times and the phone would be as good as new. With the iPhone a few drops cause so many scratches and the final blow will cause a shattered screen. Boo.

... have an actual life. Yep. I base this statement on myself: iPhone users have no life.

I hate the iPhone.

2011-08-15T16:09:00.000+08:00

No don't let the title fool you. I love the iPhone. My iPhone, which I named Billy, was my best friend and my resource for every single thing.

And guess what happened today? My screen lost its sensitivity. Completely. I have no idea what to do now... I guess it's partly because my phone is jailbroken. :( Man. Not to mention I'd only fixed the shattered screen about two months ago.

Bye Billy.

No more frequent tweets.

Nor super fast text messages.

Or reading Times so liberally it should be illegal.

Sigh. Goodbye Billy. Back to my lousy Sony Ericsson T700.

Til I get a new one next year. What should I get? I LOVE the iPhone, but it has too many dangers for a clumsy loser like me. Blackberry? Android? Probably. I HATE YOU APPLE. I HATE YOU STEVE JOBS... for being so awesome and making my life miserable by coming up with such an indispensable inanimate object.

I think I will have a improved social life from now onwards.

My gorgeous Billy on the left. With Jayi's BB.

RIP.

This Saturday

2011-08-13T17:43:00.001+08:00

My Saturdays usually render a usual, or normal teenager shocked, because it's so utterly boring and boring and did I mention boring? I woke up at 8 today (I know, why am I so terribly nerdy?!?!?) and started being lame by having pancakes for breakfast (made from a mix, lol), reading Reader's Digest and TIMES and waiting for my math tutor to come.

Oh my goodness Saturday mornings were made for so much more than this, seriously. I am disappointed in myself. After that I went over to see my grandma and now I'm home and GUESS WHAT?!?! I haven't done ANYTHING fun NOR productive so far. Homework? Nah. FUN? Nah. I was actually supposed to go to flea with the rest but obviously family matters more (hehe sorry wtf) but... though family is good and great but it's.............

boring. Someone kill me now! Okay maybe boring is the wrong word just maybe too... routine? And man do I HATE routines.

I just got devastating news after my helper came up and told me the provision shop downstairs was closed so I couldn't get the curry cup noodles I was craving for. And now I'm in the process of waiting for my mom to finish walking my two dogs so she can hopefully, make a reservation at Seoul Garden but since it's Saturday and it's so close to dinner time, the chances are pretty slim.

Oh no seriously why do things that make me happy are simply FOOD.

And Mean Girls. I'm torrenting it now. Maybe after I finish my work I'll have a midnight movie obamaself.

And here are some pictures with me having a social life so people wouldn't think I'm a loser:

Hey look! I go out with friends!

Hey look! I drink soup!

Hey look! I have eyes! (no Asian jokes please)

Hey look! Not only am I significantly shorter than my cousin, I get excited by the prospect of playing drums!

Hey look! I can get a kite into the air! Ok so it doesn't show in this picture. Sorry. But I can. I can. The kite DID fly. I think.

Hey everyone, so this is my friend Jayi

I have decided to post her picture up and write some nice things about her so she can update her blog. So here goes.

She is lovely
She is nice
and her bed does not contain lice

she has been my friend for pretty long
but even so, our friendship is still rather strong (cheesy, man)

Okay I'm done! Gonna start doing homework now oh my god how am I ever going to get into a JC at this rate.

Oh, speaking of that, was researching on liberal arts colleges (I know, I have nothing to do) and I think I would like to get a liberal arts education trololol *sounds all wise and knowledgeble* but the concept of a smaller college with the chance to choose your own subjects - plus it's arts! My favourite thing - appeal a lot to me. But I have to find a way to get to a junior college first and do really well there so I can get a scholarship. :( That's pretty impossible for a lazy oaf like me.

Never mind I shall just save money.

Alright tata.

Spilt into three

2011-08-12T18:33:00.001+08:00

I am rather devastated. It's due to a few things I guess. I can foresee this is gonna be a rather long and dreary blog post, and kind of personal, so don't judge me. And if I mention things like "some people" or "you" i'm probably just referring to general things. Yeah. So no direct reference or anything.

First, Jason Mraz's blog is empty. It has been so for a while now and I let it go, thinking it was a temporary thing. But today I checked...refreshed, and refreshed some more... IT WAS STILL GONE! Everything was gone except the blog title and a picture of some kittens. Not funny, Jason. I really hope freshnessfactorfivethousand comes back again. Soon. Now.

And I'm some kid with issues.

Like... jealousy for example? This streak doesn't come often, but it only does for certain things like... the possession of certain things. Oh my gosh I am being so cryptic I should just stop writing. Ok this is done I have to move on.

I really, really hate when people see that I listen to so called indie bands like Belle & Sebastian, Stars, Yeah Yeah Yeahs to name a couple and they think I'm a pretentious ass who goes out of her way to find bands my friends hardly listen to. Like... Oh so everyone's listening to Kpop and The Wanted and The xx and PATD and how about you? BELLE AND SEBASTIAN? You try too hard to be different, man.

Excuse me but my top three favourite artists are Jason Mraz, The All-American Rejects & Taylor Swift in order, and all of them (especially the last) are rather mainstream so... no. Sometimes good music is universally recognized. Except maybe Justin Bieber because I haven't figured out what is so special about him yet.

Okay that's not a source of worry but it kind of irks me.

I just realised what devastates me are pretty lame and superficial. There's more of course, like civil wars and racism but I wouldn't want to sound too pretentious again. Sigh.

WTF someone googled "hairy but cheeks" and came to my blog. Twice. EXCUSE ME???? AHHHH.

one of my favourite songs by Stars!

Day trippers.

2011-08-11T17:46:00.002+08:00

So I was wondering why I was stuck here in this monotonous rut. Obviously I have nothing to complain about, but really I am so sick of this. Routines might be good but this is not. I don't know, but it's like... I come back home everyday, look forward to lunch, watch television, nap, look forward to dinner, and then study?

So I guess all I look forward too now is food. That's a really, really sad thing. I have to change my life a little bit.

Alright, about my week so far. Was alright I guess, went shopping with my cousin and got a few pin badges and a beanie. The beanie had this furry ball thing on too but I didn't like it so... I cut it off! And there's a big hole in there now and I have no idea how I'm gonna wear it. Man.

And I love going to Sephora and using the makeup palettes to construct random pieces of art on my hands.

I love hanging out with her! Wish she'll bring me out every Saturday or something but that's a pretty tall order. In fact, I miss all my cousins. 'Specially the young ones.

Hope they'll quickly grow up so I can bring them out just like what my older cousin does to me. :) Awesome things go in full circle.

And watched How I Met Your Mother with Tammy yesterday - six or seven episodes back to back. That show put me in a pretty good mood for the rest of the day. :)

I was spending most of my time yesterday night reading Dramione fanfiction (please excuse my inner dork but I find them extremely cute together) and after I read this particular one, I got this stroke of inspiration amidst my homework and I started writing.

One thing I've realised: ALL the things i've written are usually my fantasies and what I hope might happen to me in the future.

I REALLY NEED TO GO TO PHUKET AGAIN! Read: Need, NOT a want. I miss that place so bad it's killing me. Life and school in Singapore is so unfulfilling I want to cry from the boredom of it all.

Yes I'm posting these pictures because I really, really miss Phuket.

The view from the beachfront! Or boardwalk. Whatever. It was so lovely there in the evening where it was cooler and imagine the wind blowing in your hair as you walk along the route with a cup of fruit juice and crepes... it was just amazing.

My mom's hair against the sunset lol. *SO HIPSTAR*

This is me. In front of the... Hard Rock Cafe... thing. Yeah. The food there was so heavy but so good.

Me again. In front of a restaurant. They have these pretty cool seats and you can just plop down there as you drink your fruit juice hahaha.

I WILL NEVER FORGET THIS RESTAURANT! Their tom yum soup and pineapple rice was so. damn. good.

A restaurant's interior! So pretty!

Okay. I'm done.

But I'm hungry.

I have to do something epic.

National day!

2011-08-08T23:47:00.001+08:00

So... since it's national day...

Happy birthday Singapore!

Thanks for being safe and all that and being geographically so close to AWESOME places like Malaysia & Thailand. ;) I've never really experienced any form of political hatred like other places so I'm glad we have a good government and all that and we shouldn't really ask for more than what we can bargain for. :)

So yeah... I love you Singapore! I'll PROBABLY come back to live here once I've completed college and work in other country. And after which I'll move somewhere else and live in a house on a beach. Ah, dreams.

This is Jas and I.

Anyway, had some sort of fail celebration and Investiture in school. It was okay I guess, it's not worth talking about (hahaha). Went to VivoCity after that, and oh gosh I had the best lunch in my life! It was in this restaurant called The Chicken Rice Shop. I'm salivating just thinking about it...

Man, just LOOK at the spread! Yum yum I love Asian food and I love being Asian. I polished off my plate. And the best part? Each of us only paid around... $6+? YEAH.

Oh and we went to the Sky Park to chill. And I saw Jayi there! Well the gang started being self absorbed and took a LOT of beautiful self portraits, as usual. But it was good fun. And I really really like this area of the Sky Park - it's shady and windy and I don't know, inspiring I guess. I saw some people reading books there, haha. Which is a pretty cool idea I'm gonna follow.

Made this too!

Anyway, my grandma's op went smoothly and she's resting in SGH now. Her surgery cuts look pretty brutal though. Hope it all heals soon. But she's still pretty lovely even after all that hahaha, still joking with my grandpa who laughed at her.

Ah, OLD LOVE.

And, goodnight!

It's time you see my point of view

2011-08-07T22:53:00.001+08:00

Well, today was pretty good. Got my ass to the library and sat there reading for about an hour and a half. Was supposed to meet my tuition mate there but I was unbelievably late so the plan failed. But still it was pretty good.

My cousins came over after that and then we all trooped down to get my Polaroid some film. And here's some pictures:

This is authentic, man. Authentic black and white photos circa maybe... 1950s? It was all tucked away in my grandpops' huge pile of photo albums in a huge rosewood cabinet. I'm hoping they could pass the load of them to me when I grow up. Hahaha. It's pretty awesome to see my aunt, uncles & Mom as kids and look where they are now...

Anyway, the polaroids,

It was kinda funny because we were at the playground (I know, so mature) and I asked this woman to take the photo for us because well, arms-outstretched polaroids are so not classy. So she took the camera and she beckoned her little kid to BE IN THE PHOTO AS WELL and I had no guts to tell her NOOOOO. Normally I wouldn't mind, but it was a freakin' polaroid that costed about $1.50 per film! So I was like ASDFGHJKKL but in the end she said the viewfinder was too small and she didn't know how to work it.

So then I took the camera from her and acted clueless. So my one film wouldn't be intruded by a total stranger with abnormally fat cheeks.

I'm so mean. But really.

And I'm so happy that Adam won Masterchef Australia! I had been rooting for him from the beginning hahah, plus he's short and Asian. Man, he deserved it. Callum's pretty cool too, but even he can't beat Adam. ADAM!

This is my wall in progress lol. I'm adding some letters - "Write About Love" there. It's Belle & Sebastian's album and a cool song as well.

Goodnight. It's gonna be a long day tomorrow - my grandma's going for an op and I pray to God everything goes well.

So I've moved back in time.

2011-08-06T19:16:00.001+08:00

So guess what I've been doing today? I finally got on YouTube after so bloody long and started watching old All-American Rejects music videos I used to LOVE so much. But before I get to that I have to explain a few things.

I loved the All-American Rejects in primary 5/6. To a crazy obsessive level. I loved their music, their lyrics... you know it just moved me deeply. But most of all I love the band's frontman, Tyson Ritter.

This is Tyson Ritter.

He used to be less hairy. But still, hot. I had a massive crush on him. So much that I actually cried from his cuteness in the It Ends Tonight video. It's a sad but true story. So Tyson Ritter and AAR made up a huge part of my sad, adolescent life.

Not that I've grown any older, but still.

So today I was rewatching them and soaking in all the nostalgia. And for some reason the nostalgia made me feel terrible. And as I compare TyRit then and now, and I thought WHAT'S WRONG WITH HIM?

This is him now. So. Damn. Strange.

This is him then. Now do you see why I was so obsessed? YES.

So as I sat feeling terrible, I happened to see this video:

And I felt REALLY mortified. I still love the band and everything, but really, Tyson looks like he's trying too hard. :( I shouldn't even be saying this - I feel like I've betrayed my four years or so of adoring him... but really.

Whereas Jason Mraz is just a natural.

He sounds so good live. And plus he looks better with stubble.

Jason Mraz, I love you.

AND OH MY, A SEC ONE PICTURE!

I didn't see it coming ~

2011-08-06T00:06:00.001+08:00

I Didn't See it Coming - Belle & Sebastian

I love this band. I love this song.

I want the world to stop.

2011-08-05T19:24:00.001+08:00

So finally. It's over. Common tests are done. Oh gosh. I swear this week was the worst of my entire life. Okay, not really, but you get the gist. In the beginning I was like Argh, who cares, it's just a couple of stupid tests but when I really got down to it... Man. This is tough.

But still, we all got over it, like how we usually do. :) And as usual, the gang went over to KAP to... chill. And be cool as we bought cakes from Island Creamery to eat at Macs. Then I went over to Jayi's house to mess the place up.

Anyway I'm happy at home now and Jayi's sleeping over so life is pretty good. And I have pictures!

So we had dinner at Clementi Mall. I like my face above. And I'm pretty pissed because the chocolate drink costed me $2.40. Like what kind of chocolate do they use? Refined cocoa or something? Grr.

And yep. That's Nikki. She was chewing on my keychains so as a punishment I plopped her on the bed. She's waaaay bigger than poor Baylee now. And she uses her size as an advantage 'cos she ALWAYS lies on top of Baylee and makes Baylee want to die.

And that's pretty much how I look like when I sleep.

And... it's late. It was a long day. Night.

New blog... for the thousandth time.

2011-08-04T20:17:00.000+08:00

So I've started another blog, I'll get stuff up pretty soon I hope. And this silly blog, I PROMISE, won't be full of pretentious poetic crap and I'll actually start writing about my life - or whatever you call this life. :)

Can't wait. Woohoo.