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My best friend is the guitar. &I never need boyfriends.
I fall in love easily. With random things like country music, vampires,romance novels&colorful pens.
To me, Taylor Swift&The Saturdays are awesome.
I love little black dresses&scarves.
In my spare time, I like to design cards&conduct random science experiments like dipping eggs into acid.
Yeah&unlike normal humans, I like science, converging lenses&relative atomic masses included.
Secretly, I want to be a doctor& a guitarist on the spy when I grow up.
I love nonsense people who make me laugh.
&yes, I love inviting people to my house&being invited to other's houses.
I hate raindrops, airplanes, Jacob Black&jerks.
No, I'd never though that I was smart/gorgeous/talented.
I'm just a green colored pond scum.
A bitchy one to be precise.P.S My bitchiness is inherited, so beware of my mom. P.S And currently, I'm desperate for a new phone&a pair of flipflops. Indigo'09 1Hcube'08 2HighOnHiccups'09 Modern dancer |
life's never simple, never easy - Monday, September 28, 2009 @ 6:24 PM let's just celebrate about the fact that i'm having a fucking high fever of 38.6degrees and the english paper's in 2days time. i'm feeling as naseous as a pregnant lady and absolutely have no appetite. and my mom, being as kind as the witch in cinderella, is trying to force-feed me with apples. that's not all, i have to redo the anglican paper cause i split hot chocolate over it. and the guitar is being a bitch to me. i can't play the bloody breathe for nuts. verse1: G, Dsus4, Cadd9 - DDDDUDUDDDDDUUUDUDU(strumming pattern - Dis for down, Uis for up)& play that within 8counts prechorus is easy, so yeah. chorus: C,G,D,Em7 - DDDUUUDUDUDDDUUUDUDU - and interchange between 4fucking chords. i listened to the song like 4958695030times and this is what i figured out. i have to stick with this unless i want to listen to it another few million times and trying to figure another bloody strumming pattern that will most probably drive me into my grave. souless creature- that's what MrsJ said of me. well, in that case- souless people are defined as, people who bang their heads on the walls when they don't get top3 for science tests people who find utter pleasure in doing 2math papers a day people who play the guitar at 1am in the morning just to wake the neighbours people who play the air guitar half the time because it feels weird not hugging that pear-shaped wooden thing people who are reliant on retail therapy i swear no one is ever as lucky as me. get caught by MrsJ when shopping at J8 while on LOA. get caught by MrsTan when shopping at Bugis today. ARGHH. and she recogenized me): outside body shop. WAHH. OOH. and did i say i simply adore mrs tan(: i think she's really cool B) and pretty. and very smart, not to mention. and she's teaching my 2nd most loved subject. y'know- i'm starting to like ANOTHER girl. guess the name - if you guessed AMANDA, you're right. this time round, it's amanda leong and i think she's bloody gorgeous and smart. but no, she ain't like my dance capt at all. she's fair and has beautiful taylor swift eyes. brown-black hair. fashionista. awesome mother. cute-looking brother. and a really dazzling smile. but of all names, she must bear the name AMANDA leong something something. y'know- it's hard to forget people. but there's a remedy that makes it easier- since my temperature's rising like an inferno, i finally have legal access to the medicine box. and paracetamol has never tasted so good since the last time jolene made me swear off it. but i'm back again. and i'm sorry- when you're really that tired, any med overdose works like an anti-depressdent. y'know- i don't know what's wrong with me. one moment i'm hot, the other i'm cold- this afternoon, me and nicole and krystal began doing some retarded stuff during study session. and i scribbled amanda tan wen bing on my corguated board. but after that i ripped it off with a penknife and threw it into the dustbin with vengenence. i don't know whether that action was a show of love or hatred. and i still have no idea- CHEM TRIP OR DANCE CHALET karma, karma there's this awesome book that i just finished reading. KARMA GIRL(: it rocks my socks off man. like seriously, the book is damn sexy and steamy with an ultra-loser yet cool plot. I LOVE IT(: thanks for the recommendation, farhana and jarule. eugenia: HAHA! i love you too(: everyone loves me, obvious isn't it? PL: sugarcakes, don't be depressed. you still have me after she leaves. and i don't think she'll bother reading the pond scum's blog. nicole: YOU SUCK, i swear you do. you and your crap ezlink card. ARGHH. i feel damn angry at myself. and y'know what's the perfect solution to restore nature's balance and the pre-global-warming times? KILL ALL MANKIND. trust me, we should die. and stop playing farmville. waste electricty. daphne: i swear i'm in a state of sexual disorientation. i'm feel more magnetism for girls than guys and even come with a 'who am i going to date if i turned les' list. BUT, i'm in control. i'm sure i'm not homosexual or bisexual. just hetrosexual. for the time being. celine: easy for you to say. imagine your someone close died. that's the kind of feeling no one can comprehend unless you're in my similar shoes. jiaying: YOU MEANIE POK. i don't like potatoes cause they're high in carbohydrates. and carbo = sugar = glucose = fat. ARGHH. ): it's a beautiful song featuring disney the brainwasher channel and its 6most famous stars. LAOSHI confiscated my seventeen magazine): OMG. sad. i'm feeling really tired now. phyiscally and emotionally. and i have no idea why am i haunting nicole just to teach me how to play bminor and fsharp on the guitar. cause i need the chords to play friends forever. and i have no idea why do i have the thought of playing friends forever for THEM. obviously, it's like wishing upon a star. i've been having really vivid dreams these days. my mom says my sleeptalking is getting from bad to worse. and no prizes for guessing what do i mutter in my sleep. -A- |
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