Goodmorning
This is the Algae Residences
How may I help you,

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
bolditalicunderlinestrikeout

last morning assembly.
last time walking into the classrooms.
last time sitting on that chair.
last recess.
last dismissal bells.

as such as i think that cedar sucks, my friends and SELECTED tchers have made the memories awesomely wonderful.
and we're turning pages of our autobiography now, moving onto a new chapter.
but sometimes we're so accoustomed to something, we fear change.
like now.
everyone doesn't want to get out of their class. they love their friends. and even i got attached the poorly-facilitated holding school.

anyway, enough of the sombre shit.

I WATCHED THE JENNIFER'S BODY AND IT'S FCUKING SCARY.
word of thought- if i used the word 'fcuking', it means it's rly the extreme.
HAHA,or maybe it's my first time watching a rated movie so yeah.
but anyway, I WAS CRYING. not because chip died. but because of the blood and gore and god knows what.
throughout the movie, i was like clasping my hands against vanessa's and we were like silently screaming and ducking our heads under the hair when we heard screaming and blood spluttering out. OMG, it's fcuking scary i swear.
and even mutated megan fox looks gorgeous.
amanda seyfried's not that bad in acting.
and daphne sucks la. she just sat there, popping popcorn and treating the NC16 movie as though it was teletubbies. WHAT? didn't her heart beat start to accelerate when megan fox corners a guy and begins kissing her.
HAHAHAAHHA! ooooh, and the sex scenes were frickin' funny. and there was lesbian french kissing also! OOH, i (L)ed that one.

oh,and i fell down today.into the drain.while talking to loudly.
there are scars all over my calves now, not that I MIND. i like scars. but it's painful.
i wished i had megan fox's ability to heal scars.

OHKAY, after the movie. i attempted to go for a manicure but bloody jean yip was full with appointments. GRRR, i don't want to do it anymore.

hmmmm.my life-less december holidays:
DANCE DANCE DANCE THRICE A WEEK?!
i think i'm gng out with eugenia the coming week. GOING GUITAR SHOPPING-i know you're jealous.HEH.
dragonboating.
COALS(totally looking forward to it)
ice skating with vanessa, daph & xinting :DDD 17th november hopefully
new moon date with awesome choir girls(nadene, bevy, christina, clara, ME)
clique outing :DDDDD
GEOG TRIP TO THAILAND :DDDDDDDDDDDD - but i'm missing dance chalet for it. oh fcuk it. not that i rly rly want to see them anw. RMB? i hate 'em.

I WANT TO MARRY A BOBSLEDDER
I WANT TO MARRY A JAMAICAN
SO, I WAN TTO MARRY A JAMAICAN BOBSLEDDER
AND I'M IN LOVE WITH SEXY DERICEEEEE.
HAHA! i want to kill sixing alrd):
she made me addicted to the jamaican bobsledding team game on her itouch(DENISE,GO LOAD IT. I WANNA PLAY.)
then i everyday play like shit.
and start singing, 'FEEL THE RHYTHMN, FEEL THE RHYME,' and saying 'HEY SANKA, ARE YOU DEAD? NO MAAAAAAN.'
seriously hilarious.
ooh,and if singapore ahs a bobsled team, this is what they'll say before they start the race.
1,
2,
3,
BOOOOOOMZ!
idk why no-one laughed at this. but they laughed at the fact that i can't spell jamaican bobsledder.
OOH! and bloody hell, vanessa kept singing the jamaican farewell song and it's stuck in my head now.
BUT I'M SAD TO SAY, I'M ON MY WAY
WON'T BE BACK FOR MANY A DAY
MY HEART IS DOWN, MY HEAD IS SPINNING AROUND
I HAD TO LEAVE A GIRL IN KINGSTON TOWN (is this the correct line?!)
and instr. michelle said that vanessa was her favourite camper!!!!! :( why so like that one.

shut the fuck up.
have you ever thought of saying that to yourself.
fcuk you.

OH,and yes, i got rly rly mad i think ytd. then i stomped outta class and went into 2M.
god, weiqi once asked me whether i'm an angry person.
i think i rly am.
y'know, when i went 2M, i totally wrote a fcuking essays full of profanities. the marker pen scribbled non-stop and i wrote. and when dancers attemped to read it, they had to stop every other word cause there's a fcuk word in it.
HILARIOUS.

MY KISSING EXPEDITION.
today was going arnd kissing people. HEH.
1. celine
2. farhana
3. yupei
4. nicole
5. NATALIE
6. jervene HAHAHAHAHA!
7. vanessa
8. daphne
9. MRS JAI! HILARIOUS
and i think got many other ppl.
i tried to kiss miss chua but she pushed me away la): WALAO.

EH! I DON'T LIKE DAYNA LA. SHE KEEP ON SAYING 'I LOVE FWOWENCE AND FWOWENCE LOVES ME'. no, you should say, 'I LOVE ALGAE AND ALGAE LOVES ME'. eh, i help you return your bowls leh. TSK, TSK, TSK.

OHNO, fcuk. i'm supposed to email mrs tan about the geog trip. GRR, cause i missed the interview during CCApacking. AH DAMN IT.

HAHA,ohkay, i shall upload my photos to facebook SOOOOOON. HAHA!

there's a bloody high pile of fcuking homework la. SS, chem, math, chinese?!
WHAT THE FCUK. nvm, who wants to go on a study date????? :DDDD

oh, the chalet's tomorrow. I'M FUSSING OVER WHAT TO WEAR....
SHOULD I DRESS UP?
but huiying say i can scare people even without dressing up):

Y'KNOW, i miss celine alrd): OMG, and i forgot to return you your books!!!! UGH, I JUST REALIZED.

when life is short,
make the best out of every moment

I LOVE 2H'09,THEY'RE THE BESTEST EVER.

i hate watching TOP3 prize presentations,
make me feel stupid cause i'm not in there.GRRR.

-A-

it was like a voice in your head.
like a small conscious voice at the back of your head telling you that you're drunk.
the voice spoke up.
i was becoming a shopaholic.

two days into the release of results, i'm on retail therapy again to cure my heart break.
but no, it's no longer retail therpay.
and it's a form of compulsive order.

you know what, i walked into spotlight and spent 2hours there in that less than an acre store

spotlight had sent me flyers and letters honoring me as their valued customer.
they renewed my membership.
they offered me discounts.

and there, not only did i spent 2 precious hours which could have been put into better use,
i also spent 10fcuking bucks on 10pieces of fcuking a4 plain black paper,
7.85bucks on 3pieces of decorated paper,
16plus bucks on emblishments(those pop-up stickers),
7bucks on 2 pieces of wrapping paper,
6bucks on two rolls of ribbons,

if your math had been fast enough, you'd realized that i spent close to 50bucks on almost nothing.
and that was just spotlight in plaza singapura.
i went to orchad ion- my shopping haven too.
now, you see the extent of damage.

i don't know when did it began.
i could have started out when i was young, and it was like a fresh ball of snow rolling down the icy hills in switzerland,
and then as it rolled down and i grew older, the snowball collected fresh snow and became larger,
as it rolled, it rolled faster, collected more snow,
but i don't know what's going to happen when the snowball actually reach the end of the mountain.
in fact, is there even an end to this?

i spent 30bucks at uniqlo today.
45bucks at cotton on.
45bucks at spotlight.
do the math yourself since no one failed math in class.

i'm sure there had been a cause that factored into the snowball and made it roll faster,
like an avalanche or someone pushing it
and people with compulsive disorders usually are mentally unstable or they've been depressed or emotional so they need an outlet for their feelings or just to take them away from reality

this year i suffered major blows.
major physically, major emotionally.
the sec4s departure was the worst hit.
followed by me degrading myself over my science marks.

tears aren't an indication of your feelings.
cause when you cry, you feel better.
and if you don't, you tend to keep stuff bottled within you till one day you're on the brink of collapse.
or not, you need an outlet to push down the levels of emotions bubbling inside - a temporary solution

i hardly cried over the sec4s.
i just mulled over it.
and no, i'm not blaming them for anything.

what happens in your life is ultimately caused by your responses.
if you had been a tad more responsible in elementary school, maybe you'd be a senator by now.
if you had been a little more sensetive to your surrondings, maybe you'd saved a life.
if you had rewined a small little action, maybe it'd change the world.
what you are today is determined by what you do-

life is an adventure

la vidas us buena adventua.
all i hope is that my life is on the downslope of the roller coaster now,
it'd come out sooner or later right?
it'd better.

i'm not crying now, is that a good thing.
or not.

-A-

'where's your mp3? i haven't seen you listening to it this week.'
'cause i'd rather play the guitar and listen to my awesome voice.'
'then waste my money buy for what.'
OHNO, my mom realized that there's something wrong.
OHNO, i lost my mp3(long time ago)
OHNO, i need to go buy the exact same one.
OHNO, i have only have $26.80 in my savings.

HOW, HOW, HOW, i need the mp3 like by this week?!
and my mp3 costs like 70bucks! and i ahve $26.80?!!!!
which means i need like another $43.20. and how the hell am i supposed to get it?

OHKAY! i've got a plan. i'm going to sell all the unwanted shit i have in my room to the cash converter.
THAT MEANS i have to give up my books. OMG, frickin' sad.
how much do you think i can get from the sale of like maybe 5or6 books?
OOOH, i can sell my assesment books too. who will buy anyway? HAHA.
i shall start packing all the stuff so i can bring them to the cash converter :DDD
hmm, do you think the books can fetch a better price at used book stores or cash converter?
I HATE MONEY WOES.

still, i need to buy a thousand birthday presents.
1. uniqlo light blue jacket for nadiah
2. something high-class for celine(J.FOO)
3. something pink for florence
4. something dogg-ish or green for shannen
5. something youpay-ish for youpay HAHA! who else.

on the bright side, since i have no allowance for the holiays, my mom gave me 20bucks. YIPEE. but that's supposed to last me for like november AND december. how the hell am i supposed to get by?! at least i have 20bucks which i can use to buy my MP3, now i need $23.20 more. OH HOT DAMN.

ARGH, went out with denise/eugenia/haseena today.
WE WENT ORCHAD ION! surprising, huh?
damn it, spent ALOT of money on FOOD-.-
and spent my like last 10bucks topping up my phone card. NOW I'M BROKER THAN EVER.

CELINE: i hate what i write): like seriously, and yet i still write -.- HAHA! you're my awesomest and coolest mate ever B). oh, and i'm not done with veronika deserves to die. OOPS. HEH, aloysius sucks la, you're 21394834times better than him. i bet your ego is swelling now. HEHE, my millionaire-before-18 partner. :DDDD love ya.

JIAYING: HAHA! you should have come for the road relay, chue was there all the way-.-

JOLENE: I(L)COALS. HAHA! and they're not burgers, they're sweet pasteries called macaron :DDD, and when's your bday?

JARULE: i hate you stupid girl, pon school today. HATE CHU, HATE CHU.

EH, i forgot to blog about inter-class today.
2H WON ALL CLASSES(i dun care)CAUSE WE ARE THE COOLEST EVER B)
i tell you, which class would actually bother to finish the race when they're like LAST LAST LAST.
which class is able to find runners to run and run at the same time.
which class is able to play damn good soccer without anyone in any BALL GAMES(apart from shannen)
which class is able to play awesome basketball and get huge blisters(HAHA!)
I WANT NOBODY NOBODY BUT 2H!
HAHA, we were singing this cheer for shannen when she was finishing the race2. GO MY DARLING.
i ran like 1.6km ALMOST consectively. and it's like RUNNING.
mr chan: are you a tracker?
me: HAHA, NO. (the most ridiculous thing ever)
mr chan: but then you run very fast leh, what cca are you from?
me: DANCE!
then mr chan give me that 'what the hell' look and ask me to watch where i was running.
OMG, hilarious. and then when i was running the second time, he was like 'YOU AGAIN ARRH' in chinese.
HAHAHA! then i kept on running back to accompany the last few runners to complete the course. then he keep on saying, 'WHY YOU ALWAYS COME BACK ONE'
HAHA! i swear he's damn cute. but he's like what older than miss wong? HEH.

OH! and dayna, don't be sad that you lost your phone. maybe you'll get to buy another one? HAHA! ohkay la, just joking. maybe the person who stole your phone misplaced it and returned it to you? there's a chance :DDD

how come our class has so many thefts. GRRR, unsafe class. luckily my wallet always no money one then phone also not valuable one. but still, NOT SAFE.

heh, i camwhored like shit today. AH DAMN IT, forgot to buy chocolate for tmr's LJ, sure die one.

-A-

fcuk me.
fcuk me as hard you want to.
even i want to fcuk myself.

HOW COULD I?
P.S don't give me that 'i got lower than you' shit-

I WANT TO REDO THE SCIENCE PAPER, OHKAY?
A1 IS NOT ENOUGH. 81 IS NOT ENOUGH. TOP IN CLASS IS NOT ENOUGH.
I WANT AN 85. I WANT TO TOP3 THE LEVEL.
BUT I DIDN'T.
WHAT THE FCUK WENT WRONG WITH ME?
4AND-AND-A-HALF FCUKING MARKS LOST IN THE ENTIRE PAPER. AND THAT WOULD HAVE GIVEN ME 85-HALF. SO MUCH CLOSER TO THE 87(LEVEL TOP)
I HATE THIS, Y'KNOW.
I'VE KEEP TELLING MYSELF THAT I'LL TRY HARDER. SINCE COMMON TEST3. BUT DID I? SURE, I DID STUDY. BUT IS IT ENOUGH? DID I LOOK HARD ENOUGH AT THE QUESTIONS? NOT ENOUGH.
NO, AND PLEASE DON'T GIVE ME THE 'HEY, I GOT 50SOMETHING AND THE LOWEST IN CLASS IS 33'.
SCIENCE IS MY BEST SUBJECT. IF I DON'T DO WELL IN THIS, WHERE WOULD I GET MY A1S?

I GOT FRIGGIN A1 FOR SCIENCE AND I WAS CRYING.
I GOT A FCUKING B4 FOR MATH AND IT WAS NOTHING TO ME.
WHY.

summary of results-
ENG B3
MATH B4
CHEENA C6
SCI A1
GEOG A1
HIST A2
LIT B3
math&cheena is like the poison in the water.

i'm sorry mr chue,
you wasted all your bloody time teaching me. in the end, i still got a DAMNED B4. it's not you, it's me.

i'm sorry laoshi,
i didn't pay enough attention during class time. I PASSED BY 2AND-A-HALF MARKS?! sorry laoshi.

i don't even know whether i'll get into trip science or not.
the stream i've been wanting to take even before i entered secondary school.
and just because of me fcuking i-refuse-to-study attitude just to spite god knows who, i've landed myself in this sorry state.
i want to redo my science. i want to get my 85.
i want to redo my math. i want to get my A.
I REALLY, REALLY WANT THE TRIP SCIENCE THAT BADLY.

anyway, enough with the screaming.
blasted my bro's 50bucks and had to top up 4bucks plus on 3books that i bought today.
YIPEE(:
1. passion - louise bagshawe
2. master of the game - sidney sheldon (MRS J, you'll be proud)
3. remember me - sophie kinsella
dang i didn't have enough money or else i would have bought the time's travellers wife.
HMMM, wanted to buy jolene her birthday present but i'm broke. AH DAMN.

i owe people bday presents AH DAMN. i only have 26bucks and 30cents in my savings till date.
1. peypeydear
2. celine(J.FOO)
3. shannen
4. (instructor)xinyun
and celine's and farhana's farewell present.

AND YES! I NEED TO MAKE IT CLEAR. I DON'T 'OU' ANYONE. PLEASE, DON'T SPREAD STUFF LIKE WILDFIRE. goddamnit.

-A-

i fcuking knew it.
i dreamt of it last night, how physic.
just got jolene's 'hi, does anyone want to replace yinshuen for projectX tmr? she's sick.'
a strong sense of dejavu hit me like a tsunami cause i dreamt that jolene sent a msg saying she needed a replacement for projectX and i was speculating whether i should go or not.
but now, i don't even need to speculate.
if the fcuking cathigh guys weren't going, i'd sure go.
but they're going, so i'd rather stay at home and practice my oh-so screwed up singing.

i'm learning sparks fly by taylor swift on the guitar now.
it's as fatal as adolf hitler.
with no proper recording or video or taylor swift singing it, i'm stranded like robinson crusoe with no idea how the hell to play the song.
BUT I FCUKING DID IT.
ohkay, at least the chorus. learning the verses now and the bridge's being a bitch(hey, it rhymes)

drop everything down
meet me in the pouring rain
kiss me on the sidewalk
take away the pain
cause i see sparks fly whenever you smile
hit me with those green eyes baby as the light goes down
something that will haunt me when you're not around
cause i see sparks fly whenever you smile

aishu/nicole/celine - rmb, you asked me who turned me on? NO ONE TURNS ME ON(maybe peyling a little. HAHA!)

i'm in a cursing and swearing mood.
algae is bloody pissed, stuck at home with only her guitar as the only form of entertainment.
I HAVEN'T GONE OUT IN 18HOURS?! HAHA.

-A-

blogger's being a bitch about uploading photos. i waited for 40mins to get 5photos up and ready.
it's 2.18AM now, and i'm the only one online apart from jesslyn and beaver.
don't know what you guys do so late at night. maybe i should answer that question too.
I CAN'T BLOODY SLEEP FOR GOD KNOWS WHAT REASON.
and i have this pounding headache that refuses to let me write my stories/read my books cause it totally messes up with the words.
and my hips hurt ALOT. and bloody hell, i'm limping like a stupid old cheekopek. when i'm not.


this makes me hungry


this make me hungier.

OHKAY i'm officially up for a midnight snack.


CHUE? i forgot when i took this but obviously, i was very bored.
CHUE&RIFT KNOTS&INSTRUCTOR ALIAH =frickin' funneh joke.


so this is what people do in class. HAHA!

y'know, i'd really consider taking sleeping pills now just to knock myself out.
but my body has taken it to the limit.
i'm currently down with stomach flu and yes, fever and a whole series of muscle aches that can KILL.
my heart has gaping holes that tear the breath out of me everymorning and my eyesight is getting worse day by day.
so i'd better treat my body nice.
which means = cut down on the fcuking alcohol. which is going to kill me, either ways.


imagine, you're at the bus stop and you see these two losers doing the loser sign at you. this was taken through the glass of the bus door. FRICKIN' loser, and i miss 2H.

my bro is hilarious.
we were watching this week's replay of singapore idol. and the theme was something like dedicate a song to someone special.
bro: haiya, all these people are so cliche, i want to dedicate to my mother, father, sister, brother, best friend. how come no one dedicates to LEE KUAN YEW(me and sis starts sniggering). and then he can go up there and sing MARIKITAYA .... *bro attemptes to sing like beyonce but fails obviously* then everyone has to stand up right, so there he goes with a standing ovation.

I SWEAR MY BRO IS HILARIOUS. and he gave me fifty bucks to buy books, i officially love him.

went shopping at night with bro and sis and mom and bro's girlfriend and sis's husband and sis's kids(which translates to my nephew and niece) and me being sick totally ruined the spirit and stuff.
my bro was being stupid by promoting the bloody subject that he teaches(history)and was like encouraging me to buy 'THE MEN IN WHITE'(some bloody thick book written about PAP).
at first he was like, you should learn more about singapore's history, buy it.
i refused.
then, he was like, come la, i promise to explain whatever you dun understand
i refused.
i pay half of it for you?!
i say dun-wan.
I BUY THE BOOK FOR YOU AND WRAP IN THOSE STUPID PINK PRESENT PAPER YOU AND PATRICIA WONG LIKE LARRH!
i still say for-what. nothing better to do.
I PAY YOU TO READ THE BOOK CAN?!
'you write the book one meh, publicise so hard for what'
FORGET IT. *he walked away*

OMG, MY SIS IS ONE CRAZY FREAK. REMEMBER I TOLD YOU THAT HER SON HAS MATH TUITION AND PHONICS AND HANYUPINYING/CHINESE TUITION. guess how old is her son.
three.
NOW, SHE'S FORCING HER DAUGHTER TO READ ROALD DAHL AND GERONIMO STILTION?!
and her daughter's six.
i read roald dahl's at nine. and geronimo at eleven.
sure i'm slow, but i skipped the entire teenage books that whole chunk and went on to adult novels.
y'know i think my sis will be asking her daughter to read romeo and juilet tomorrow.

i think that i'm closer to my sis and bro than my mom.
sure enough i wanna tell them about me. like me liking guys AND girls. me not wanting to do badly in exams. me trying to 'ME' and alot of me stuff.
but i'm afraid they'll tell my mom. and i'd get the hell.
so i decided to shut up after i told my sis that i didn't get a band1 for cheena when i was primary three and she told my mom. and i got killed.
but i don't even know what's my brother's girlfriend's name. all i know is that she stays in jurong, is tanned and is a teacher.

should i go for the chalet?
but INSTRUCTORS will be there.
ah, the idea's frickin' me out.

OMG, i had this rly bad dream. that i was making out with MX on the beach. LIKE WTF?! HAHA, happy figuring out whos' MX.

I(L)mybro. he said he MIGHT get me a guitar SOON.
haiya, but y'know guys' 'soon' is like what 2300343942years ltr.
*sighs*

it's 2.37AM and i'm blogging.
what has the world come to?!

-A-

If you come into my house on an early Saturday morning, this is what you'll see-
Dad reading sports section of newspaper,
Mom reading How to feed your kids right,
Me reading Natural Born Charmer,
Bro reading Count Dracula.
If my sis had been around, she'd most probably be tucked into Style or Her World while my older brother indulges himself in a biography of Adolf Hitler.

My family is weird, you've got to admit.

Jarule! I finished Natural Born Charmer, the story was ohkay-ohkay. I cannot stand it why people just cannot fall in love. Why bother to let me go through 400pages of stories seeing two lovers holding each other at arm's length. And Dean ain't hot as I wanted him to be. HAHA!

Mrs Jai! You'll be very proud of me if you knew that I'm reading The Five People You Meet In Heaven cause I know you like Tuesdays with Morrie and even though I have no idea what is that story about, I'm reading Mitch Albom's books, so once again, I'm not bimbotic.

After reading Natural Born Charmer, I realized that there's two sides to one person.
Florence once told me that I'd never change, I'm forever my icky-squeaky-noisy me. That's one me. The me that wears skinny jeans, mini skirts and extremely tight tops and well, heels. Gorgeous ones. The one that's overly critical, bitchy, overly-obessed with theatrics and etc.

But there's also another me. The me that people seldom see. The me that has hair hung over the guitar while cursing and swearing at how hard is it to pick out the strumming pattern from Taylor Swift's songs. The me that can wake up at nine in the morning, forgo breakfast, sit in bed and read a book for three hours non-stop and forget that it's lunchtime already. The me that loves dressing in loose tops and shorts. And this me still loves heels, though. The me that can spend five minutes in the shower and pick out clothes within three seconds. The me that has tired eyes cause the previous night was spent typing out 2000words for a story.

But which me is the predominant Algae? Or rather, Elgenia.

Ugh, I hate all these rediscovering-yourself-and-your-inner-chi shit.
Oh and yes, I need a drink badly. But my mom is kind of strict on the rules so well, damn it.
I'd kill for a Barcadi right now. Screw the pathetic 4.7% of alcohol.

Oh and yes, my mom's crazy in the mind.
She just came back from shopping lugging this Body Shop 100% recycled paper bag with God knows how much of the White Musk body lotion, Mango showergel and tons of crazy shit. The reciepts amounts close to a 100bucks.

-A-

I LOVE I-N-D-I-GO.

I LOVE INSTRUCTOR MICHELLE.

I LOVE INSTRUCTOR ZHIHUI.

I LOVE INSTRUCTOR NATASHA.

I LOVE ALL THE INSTRUCTORS(except for the ultra-fierce ones)

I LOVE MR CHUE(i can't believe i'm saying this but he helped us! i'm obliged)
the point is: I JUST LOVE IT.

figure eight rethreads.
'TUCK IN YOUR SHIRTSSSSSS'
'INDIGO, WHERE IS YOUR SENSE OF URGENCY!!!!!!!'*followed by a stampede of rhinos*
field bearrings.
'COLLECT YOUR BELONGINGS AND MEET US AT THE STAGE AREA IN FIVE!'
twine, loads of them.
'DON'T DRAG YOUR FEET'
mud, tons of them.

i can't believe that me, michelle(the uncool one), vanessa and xinting actually cried from the void deck all the way to traffic light and continued crying for like IDK how long. and i was being rlyyyyy drama by waaah-ing rly loud and falling into the arms of whoever that i knew.
and i didn't even know why i cried.

I'M VERY SAD NOW. SO SAD THAT EVEN I CAN'T EXPRESSED IT IN WORDS. and i don't even think i've lost more tears for (leader)amanda than this.

-A-

I LOVE CEINE(J.FOO)
HAHAHAHAHAHA! i know you (L) me alot too cause i confessed my love for you in 2postsssss!
celine/farhana/jarule introduce the awesome-est books in the world! :DDDDD
YAY YAY, i just finished eleven minutes and the book teaches you a wholly new perspective of SSSSS.... ex (HAHA! dumb sex-ted talk)

I NEED TO GO BORDER soonnnnn.
i need to go buy zahir( it's a book on obession and i'm sure it'll teach me some relevant stuff) and veronika decides to die (is life always worth living is the question that the author poses to us). YIPEE. GO PAULO COELHO.

on the other hand, i'm freaking frustrated and disappointed with myself. I HATE SLEEPING! gosh, after finishing the book at like 11plus last night, i had this sudden outburst of inspiration, tons of blasting ideas to write, write and writeeeee. and damn it, cause i was friggin tired, i sms-ed indigo and celine(J.FOO) then i went to sleep. this morning, i dressed esp. nice in a tank and jeans and my charles and keith (NEW) heels and wanted to start on my new manuscript(HAHA, i have this concept of starting everything right) and i totally FORGOT what was the entire bloody story about. OMG, i hate myself. last night, the entire climax resolution characters were aaaaaall planned inside my head and today, my awesome brain has decided to tuck that somewhere else. ohmyfcuk.

AND YES, for the first time in my life, I HATE WHAT I WRITE. my stuff always begin beuatifully, there's humor, there's romance and ETC. but somehow as the story progesses, it become fcuking draggy and i don't even know why i bother to continue. example, my latest manuscript(supposedly dedicated to krystal)started out awesomely and now, i just have to stare at it and not feel like writing it anymore. DAMN IT, why can't i have that talent of sustaining the X-FACTOR of the bloody story throughout the entire story. i think i'm writing like tilly bagshawe, nice start and the middle starts to wobble and the ending is like the complete ruins of an earthquake that leaves the author with a complete WHATHEfcuk look.

BTC(basic training camp) is like a roller coaster. when you're up, you don't wanna come down. and when you're done, you don't wanna go up again.

BTC#1(i shall summarise the points cause it's going to take me 3843824years if i'm going to use my usual descriptive essay stuff)
1. TOUCH RUGBY WAS AWESOMELY AWESOME. GO US(michelle, samyata, ME, sarah, ferozia), we won! YAY.
2. FIRST AID WAS FRIGGIN FUNNEH. shan't go on but instructor michelle deserves to be in drama(well, she already is) and samyata is hilarious! I FIRMLY ASSURE YOU THAT YOU'RE IN SAFE HANDS and in this case safe hands actually include ME, unbelievabl-y.
3. knots and lashing was EYE-OPENING for a person who can't even tie her own shoelaces without it dropping in the next ten minutes. BUT IT KILLS THE SHOULDERS, I SWEAR.
4. got home as though i ran 34955694kilometers in the past 8hours and yeah, died of muscles aches and extreme hunger and fatigue. HAHA.

BTC#2
1. I-N-D-I-GO ROCKS EVERYONE'S SOCKS OFF. we got the frigging fire movin'(: UH-HUH ohyeah(even though the garlic bread wasn't as tasty as the cafe cartel ones.HAHA!) and instructor zhihui said that we were really COOL to set up the fire for the first time. YAY!
2. ORIENTERING(gosh, my english sucks. HOW TO SPELL, damn blogger, it has no spell check) IS COOL B) LIKE ME.
3. HAHA, camwhoring with instructors had been a failure): and btw, DAPHNE WHERE'S MY CAMERA?!
4. went home not as tired):

BTC#3
1. LEADERSHIP TRAINING
2. i screamed too much, my sexy voice is breaking(UGH,damned sore throat)

out with the old, and in with the new
the only way to get over an old flame is to find a new lover. HAHA! ohkay, it sounds wrong but yeah.

i'm just a girl who can't say no,
i'm in a terrible fix

I LOVE CELINE(J.FOO)
SHE'S THE AWESOMEST DIRECTOR PLUS CEO OF THE NEXT-HOLLYWOOD EVER. EVER. I REPEAT, CELINE ROCKS MY PINK SOCKS OFF(even though i'm wearing my class tee and uniqlo's skirt now,HEH)
i forgot what we said during the streaming options talk today(which we totally didn't pay attention to OY yakking away)
CELINE! DO CEDAR PROUD, GET A BOYFRIEND IN VJC. HAHA!

I LOVE 2H CAUSE IT'S THE MOST BRILLIANT AND MARVELLOUS AND EXTRAVAGANT AND AWESOME AND COOL AND CHIO AND HOT AND PRO AND AND AND. (pardon the limited vocabulary)
1st FOR HIST.
2nd FOR LIT(open eyes wide, no you're not reading it wrongly)
3rd FOR ENG/GEOG(yes, 2A, we beat you. HAHAHAH!)
6th for math
7th for science
AND NO ONE FAILED CHEENA! OOOOHYEAH, YIPEE YIPEE YEAH:DDDDD
but i'm SAD. depressed. overwhelmed. crestfallen. heartbroken.
I DIDN'T GET THE FRIGGIN TOP IN CLASS FOR SCIENCE. OMG, SAD. I BET IT'S ALIZA WHO GOT THE TOP(NO, ALIZA, I DON'T HATE YOU) I HATE MYSELF. OMG, NEVER GET FIRST IN CLASS. OHKAY, Y'ALL OFFICIALLY THINK THAT I'M CRAZY. BUT SCIENCE AND GEOG ARE THE ONLY SUBJECTS THAT ACTUALLY MATTER TO ME. I HAVE TO, NO -MUST, DO WELL. OMG, I HOPE I GET TOP3 FOR SCIENCE AT LEAST.

on the brighter sides of things -
OHKAY, it's not bright.
THE FRIGGIN SEC1S GET TO DAMN WELL BLADE AND WE'RE STUCK WITH SEX ED TALKS AND GOD KNOWS WHAT- SELF DEFENCE. dude, do i look like the sort who's going to retaliate in a case of rape? 2H KNOWS BETTER.

OOHYES, somebright. ACTUALLY NOT, it's frigging MALU.
ARGHH. followed ECHO to plaza sing to celebrate instructor xinyun's bday.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY XINYUN(this is friggin late, i swear. SORRY)
ohkay, so i DID buy alot of food.
like yami yoghurt and aunt anne's pretzels. MY FAVOURITE FOODS IN THE WORLD.
and i stupidly thought i actually could EAT that much and went to buy sushi):
HAHA, then i ran to pastamania to give ECHO the sushi and ran out just when the instructors were coming in. WALAO, DAMN IT LA.

OHKAY, this is officially stupid.
i learnt how to play taylor swift's OH MY MY MY (mary's song) on the guitar even before i can sing the song-.-OMG, its stupid. cause it took me like 2 times to hear the song to actually get the guitar strumming. BUT I CANT SING THE FRIGGIN THING FOR NUTS-.-
this is a chronic case of running even before you can walk-.-

IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENTS TO THE WORLD
VANESSSA(NG) (L) ZEBRA CROSSING AND GUANG MING ZHENG DA.
DAPHNE (L) V
SHANNEN (L) OHKAY, THE ENDING OF THE ABCsong.
XINTING (L) ZEBRA CROSSING.
THIS IS AWESOME.

OHKAY, i'm officially hungry and my shoulder blades are burning as though i dipped them into molten larva.

CURRENT MUSIC: oh my my my(mary's song)
CURRENT BOOKS: national geographic: the tallest trees & eleven minutes(paulo coelho) DON'T CALL ME A BIMBO TILL I FINISH READING SUCH INTECTUALL BOOKS:D
CURRENT MOOD: tired

i swear the entire 2H has gone through this unofficial STALKERING course
I SWEAR.
our class can all become PIs next time.

I NEED A TRIPLE SCIENCE, BABY.
-A-

i know that everyone knows i'm a BIG FAN of taylor swift.
but i feel like murdering her this moment, like NOW. or at least, murder big machines(her record label)
ARGH, you know she has written so many songs (all by herself) and they were not recorded?!
so i can't download (legally or not) her singles and have to make do with youtube's live performances with 384755892 screaming at my ear.



i (L) this. the guy's so talented and hilarious.



i took 15minutes to find a video that has AUDIO (god, big machine put a ban to all the bloody audio and every video was like mute-.-)
it's beautiful right? this is just one of the few not so mainstream songs(:

post-exams = bored?
go listen to TAYLOR SWIFT (do i sound like her PR?HAHA.)
i'm only me when i'm with you -
i'd lie -
sparks fly-
HAHA, till date, i prefer these three. wait for me to find nicer songs(:

CARRIE UNDERWOOD WAS IN SINGAPORE, SINGING AT MY FAVOURITE SHOPPING MALL AND I HAD NO BLOODY IDEA?!
ohkay, life just loves to play tricks on me.

-A-

fcuk, this is intolerable(in- or un-?)
anyway, the jellyfish(AKA mom) just hecked(or did something to my account)my facebook and she totally invaded my privacy by looking at EVERYTHING.
and she did it last night, and she's out at work now.
that means i'm going to get hell from her when she's back in the afternoon.
fcuk,-
i keep alot of things from her, I KNOW. that's why she's not supposed to know. (fcuk, first she goes into my msn and next my facebook. the next thing you'll know, she'll be tagging as mom on my tagboard)

and just when i'm adjusting to post-exam life, i'm suddenly thrown into the choppy seas and the oncoming tsunami of BASIC TRAINING CAMP.
i'm kind of dreading cause it's well, tomorrow.
and it's kind of like dumping my entire week into the sea cause i'm expecting to be very very tired after each session. and of course, it also means that i'm back to the no-life period cause i'm not going out to watch movies.
damn it, i'm jealous of JY and jarule. I ALSO WANT TO BLADE. and watch movies. and skate, and do 4858693things before i die.

ohkay, so i felt this urge to do taggg replies.

peypeydear(: UH, we ask fwowence ohkay? then we can rope in krystal as personal shopper. OMG, i'm actually looking forward to shopping with the two most shopping deprieved people on earth. HAHA!

kweeestal (i realized i have a tendency to replace 'r' with 'we') HAHA, uh, i don't know either. i was expecting like half of 2H to turn up instead i saw 2 garde cheerleaders -.- i swear, i didn't fabricate the dream.

GRR, so now i have to promptly remind myself that i HAVE TO log out after every session of msn slash facebook slash blogging or else it'll be like throwing my secrets to the paparazzi and my mom will come hecking after me. AHdamn.
GRR, i also have to start packing up my bag for tomorrow's training. WHY AM I SO SAD. and i realized something, there's no school tomorrow-.- only school for campers. ARGH again, i'm missing out the blading cum sleepover at jarule's house.

ohkay, i'm going back to practicing my guitar till blood refuses to run to my nails and my fingertips will turn purple with the indents of the guitar strings.
I NEED TO LEARN TEARDROPS ON MY GUITAR :<
it's friggin' difficult. damn the stupid tab readings.

i'm craving for popeyes biscuit and raspberry jam :< HAHA, this sign is so cute, i kop-ed it from jarule(:

my mom went back on her word (she wanted to buy me a guitar, y'kow) and this is entirely impossible after she reads my facebook *rolls eyes*

-A-

HAHA! i'm back again, like after, what? 2minutes.
updated my links. after god knows how long.
i deleted someone! YIPEE. i'm so happy, y'know why, cause i hate him. HA, y'know what, i think i just told you who i deleted. LALA, i don't give a damn.

i think i went crazy today.
well, i think i'm crazy.
i had a dream, but i forgot what it was but it must have something to do with me dying cause i had this urge to write my will early in the morning.
bro: did you see my notebook? *searches my bed frantically* (why on earth would his book doing on my bed. doesn't make sense.)
me: if you died, will your friends cry for you?
bro: crazy. (and he walked out)
OH! i remember my dream already.
i was dreaming of my own funeral. and i only saw sharianty and celine(tan) in it. that's VERY weird. but both looked very chio in black.

i finally figured out something after reading tilly bagshawe early in the morning-
no one needs love.
well, at least, i don't need love cause i have god.
and my music.
hmmm. speaking of which, this is extremely ironic.
i love music.
i love books.
i love writing poems. (stumbled across the poems i wrote and realized they made sense)
i dance(but not well)
and yet, i excel in science and geog - the most inhumanly subjects ever.

tagreplies(i can't believe post exams are driving me THIS bored to actually do this)

NICOLE(L): I WANT TO WATCH. but let's watch jennifer's body instead(: and megan fox's going to strip. HAHA! and you can make for sixteen(: and i also want to go blading. AH damn, when was the last time i bladed. i'm sure i have to start ALL OVER AGAIN and be as noob as fwowence-.-

AISHU: i did mention this before right? YOU SUCK. and plus, you CAN buy an eyeliner brush from guardians-.-

DAPHNE: YES! more macarons. i don't mind THAT.(: YIPEE.

hmmm. did i mention. fwowence-darling is my latest gay partner since my peypeydear doesn't want me anymore.

hmmm. just read JY's blog. PDB(public display of boobs)HAHA!

-A-

AH.YIPEE.i'm going to makeover my room.
think nashville meet LA.
think taylorswift meet rihana.
think queen victoria meet kanye west(HAHA)
i need to buy alot of things from IKEA(i love the hotdogs from there)
-mirrors(HA,not for camwhoring. for making my room look larger)
-photo frames
-bed frame
-new wardrobe(HMM.new wardrobe can't have old clothes right? so... HAHA!)
and i'm going to paint my room PINK(:

after my awesome trip to IKEA(OMG,the guy who served me at the restaurant was freakin cute)
leonard teo(HAHA! i saw his nametag) : no french fries for you?
me: i need to watch my figure.
LT: trust me, there's no need.
sorry to spoil your day. THAT didn't happen. just my imagination. HAHAHA!
ANYWAY, went shannen's house after that. mom bitched about me going but C'MON, exams are over.
play table tennis(HA,you should have seen me. i won JIAYING. LALA!)
shannen was being damn evil, trying to aim for my boobs with the bloody ball. HAHA. ohkay, that officially sounds wrong.
watched korean drama and ate ice-cream.
my way of spending the weekends only if the weather wasn't as blistering as the sahara.

went grandad's hse. OHKAY, basically, me and my olderbro were making stupid jokes. i think his girlfriend thinks that i'm officially crazy.
y'know what, my bro dates his fellow teacher. from ACS barker.
which means, there is a likely chance of relationships between tchers in our school. HAHA!

anyway, i realized if i get into triple science stream, i'm the first one in my family-.-
my mom and dad majored in history of singapore (they know more than miss charlene lin. LIKE WHAT. and they refuse to help me for my tests. AH CRAP)
my bro got a masters in history (LIKE WHAT. and he's crapping to me about LKY's autobiography is an unreliable source for some godforsaken reason. as if he's writing a reliability essay. OVER DINNER. ah stupid.)
my YOUNGERbro knows history better than me-.- (HELL, he knows how many people died in the sook ching. and don't know when did the british surrender. reasons for merger. OMG. he's like my tutor for my history. AH, i feel dumb)
so officially, me and my sister as sticking out like sore thumbs.
my sis is a lit student-.- LIKE WHAT. i suck at lit.
and i'm a science student. DAMN IT, why am i so extra?!
so over dinner table, when everyone is discussing about some singapore political thing, i'm pratically stoning there. and suddenly, when the opportunity strikes, allowing me to explain my awesome knowledge of coverging lenses, everyone stares at me as though i've grown a third eye or i have webbed feet. GRRR.

my reading list -
- mistress of the game by tilly bagshawe (sequel to sidney sheldon'e epic 'master of the game')
- LKY's memior. (i'm forced, i swear or else i really have no idea what my family members are blabbering about ALL THE TIME)

i tell you, mayballine's a cheater.
the lipstick wrote 'HOT PINK' and when i applied on my lips, it's some weird pinkish shade of peach.
AH,DAMN IT. i want a refund.
grrr. remind me, next time go sephora.

7out of 10.
that's the rating for my day today.
how was YOUR day?

my ELDERbro is hilarious.
i think i know where my weird-laughing-genes come from. HIM.
he can laugh until he spill soup all over and continue laughing. and laugh even when he's cleaning up the mess. -.-

-A-

AH,damn.
just came back from shopping trip with mom to vivocity.
saw this awesome looking ZARA(kids) skirt at like what $14.90. there was gay purple and hot pink): and my momma didn't let me buy.
and i tried on this pair of heels. LIKE WHAT. five and a half inches?! ohkay, i nearly died walking in it. but it made me damn tall.
conclusion: algae isn't the most ladylike in the world.

but FOX was having sale:DDD
bought a new pair of denim shorts and belt. LALA, i'm contented.
then went around tangs looking at shoes.
MOMMA bought pants from zara.
yipee(:
shopping makes everyone happy.

had COALS meeting this afternoon.
HA. freaking fun.
I LOVE I-N-D-I-G-O(:
ohkay, shopping with them at daiso and carrefour was hilarious.
planning meals at macs was taxing but it was a laugh-out-loud session.
:DDD

then i went orchad after that.
HEH. bought a pair of new heels. from charles&keith. AH BLA BLA BLA.
forty three bucks is a steal(:
and its a VERY pratical piece of shoe.
not the ZARA five-and-a-half inch and the hell covers like one cmsquare.

do you need it-
shall be my latest mantra to curb my shopaholic-ness.
LALA.
apparently, it's not working):

GRR.life sucks.
when my camera was up and ready, i had really bad skin allergy that flared up like sunrays.
and now when my camera dies on me, my skin is like improving drastically. OH DAMN.

IS ALOYSIUS THE ONLY NAME IN THE WORLD.
accompanied my brother for his wushu lesson. and guess what, his senior was this friggin cute and awesome guy.
and his name - aloysius.
WHAT IS WITH ALL THE MOTHERS IN THE WORLD.
ken, kien (jarule, HAHA), matthew, richard, edward, japer, emmett (HAHA,twilight) IDK! there are so many names in the world.

ARGH.kimberly and natasha went amanda's house today):
get over it! dudette.

should i go shannen's house tomorrow?
:DDDD

-A-

Have this person ever thought just maybe people YOU JUDGE so easily is NAWT who and how you judge them? Have you ever thought that possibly these people are so HURT INSIDE THEY TURN TO THE OUTSIDE FOR THE LAST RAY OF HOPE. That everyone they turn to has flicked them off, moved away when they're hurt and they have NO ONE TO TURN TO? You think you know all that? Well you DONT KNOW ALL THAT! The fact is 'person', because I am hurt, and I find it potently drastically impossible to confide in people who does not seem to give a damn. And so, I seek my solace in bimbo-like things, that make people think I'm so darn carefree and they sort of feel safe to talk to me without the whole sad emotional drama. So before you judge, LOOK IN THE MIRROR YOU PROBABLY DON'T HAVE and ask these questions to yourself, stop demanding and start initiating. Stop judging and start knowing. Does that mean I'm a bimbo to you? If so, okay... but I guess I vented here well enough. I'm not as smart as you maybe, but I know that I am STRONGLY AGAINST YOU RIGHT NOW.

HAHA.ohkay.
add two more things to my to-do list after post-exams.

1. GO ICE SKATING WITH DAPH AND V AND HMMM. xinting?
2. WATCH 500 DAYS OF SUMMER. grr. just went dumbo mummy's (jolene) blog and saw the trailer. UGH. DAMN IT. so nice. it's like watching i hate valentines.

get over her.
no i want to get her back.
HAHA. from 50odays of summer.

-A-

HA! i'm feeling much better now after some crying and a bath.
and watching taylor swift's MVs(:
go youtube and watch her fifteen's latest MV, very different from her sterotypes but still, gorgeous.

OHKAY, let me blog about my day.
science was FREAKY. don't ask why. i'm very scared i cannot live up to my expectations.
but that's over so i can't do a thing about it.
school sucks cause they plan the world's worst post-exam shit.
what's the point of us learning hip hop/self-defense and god knows what.
why can't they just dump us in class and let us do whatever we want.
like we can bond, play games and stuff like that.
AND I CAN BRING MY GUITAR TO SCHOOL.
so now, they're going to lock the bloody classrooms and we're going to do interactive and enriching programmes. ugh.

went out with daph, didn't watch fame in the end (refer to previous post for cause)
HA. i didn't know that daph was THAT short.
ohkay, so we were at like uniqlo - HA,you guessed it. orchad ion.
and then i wanted daph to try on jeans and stuff. and guess what. the jeans is as tall as her. OMG. freaking funny.
then she had to try on the 3quaters and treat that as her full-length jeans.
HAHA! and then we were at topshop and we were looking at the shoes like OMG. several of the heels were as tall as her face.
and we saw a panties saying i love going green-.-

had lunch at bakerzin. macarons and blueberry cheesecakes.
met ex-schoolmates. andrea, sherlyn, celine, joey, amanda. YEAH, took pictures but lazy to upload.
hmmm.after that, just shopped around.
OOH, we were at forever21 and in the process of trying on a dress, DAPH BROKE THE BLOODY STRAPS. HAHA. and she returned it to the staff as though nothing had happened.
went to the world's nicest changing room - new look.
SAW THIS AWESOME DRESS but damn it, it's size12, but i'm sure with alterations it'll look as good on me.
and for goodness sake, it's only 30bucks. used to be 50bucks. UGH, i didn't buy it. but i'm tryna sneak out at night to buy. HMMM.

bought alot of food. sushi, yoghurt, starbucks. spent wayyy more money on food rather than on clothes.
DAPH! I TOLD YOU WE WERE SUPPOSED TO GO FOX AND CACHE. FORGOT TO BRING YOU THERE. ah damn.

anyway, there is coals meeting tmr. and i'm fussing over what to wear.
cause instructors will be there and there goes half of my oh-so-conservative wardrobe. jeans are tacky. dresses are over-dressed. heels are I WANT TO but can't. so what's left. GRR.

stuff i wanna must do during post-exams -
1. WATCH FAME WITH DAPHNE.
2. WATCH JENNIFERS BODY - this is wayy more important than soroity's row cause megan fox is going to go topless in it. HA, sounds as though i really want to see megan fox's body. ohwell, but it's NC16, I NEED SOMEONE WHO CAN PASS OFF OR IS 16 TO GO WITH ME. please?
3. bring peypeydear and florence to orchad. PLEASE let me fufill my dying wish.
4. CLASS CHALET CUM FAREWELL. this must happen please.
5. dancers-all-crash-daphne's-house. HAHA. i've been saying this for a long time, but can we please do this?
6. crash shannen's house. IDK why. daphne are you interested? we can rent a movie and then go swim at her pool(:
7. NEW MOON DATE WITH CHOIR GIRLS(: OMG, christina, i totally can't wait for this. EDWARD CULLEN *squeals*
8. date with ex-BFFs. veronica! anita! minying! elizabeth! HOHO, now i can drill anita all about amanda low's sister (yes, it's THAT amanda) i'm sucha stalker, aren't i?
9. GUITAR DATE with eugenia. we must go shopping for guitar accessories then i teach you how to play YOU BELONG WITH ME.
10. KBOX with jiaying, nicole, krystal, jarule(: LALALALA. i can't sing and neither and the singapore idol contestants. HAHA.

HA,quite alot. will take up at least 10days of my holidays.
so now, i won't be THAT bored.

GOODBYE myfriends, i need to go increase my personal high score on icy tower.
OH HOT DAMN, i'm so going to beat that aloysius wong something something who claims that i'm a bloody mugger when actually he's messing with a pure blonde airhead. and gosh, someone buy me away from my 'matchmaker' - he has bad taste as a matchmaker anyway.

HMM. am i weird. but i think that alex (CH dancer, you guessed it) is cute. UGH, this can't be happening. HAHA!

DENISE! i went home with adeline. not really - just sat in the same bus. and when i said hi to her, she gave me the so-this-is-the-junior-that-stalks-my-friend look. OMG. hilarious. and i think she walks VERY quickly.

-A-

what did i do to deserve such a mother.
the thought of it is reckless enough to drive me into suicide.
it's worse that hating your mom, it's like find every knot and problem wrong with her, defying her, ignoring her.
and if i hadn't been fourteen or the inflation rates were so high, i'd just carry my guitar out this second.
to me, my home is nothing more than a place that provides free elecricity and (disgusting)food. and for that, i have to withstand a whore's bitching every single day.

she forbid me to go out with daphne. i went out. so what.
she didn't want me to watch the fcuking movie. i was already feel darn kind by just hanging around orchad.
if i wanted to be rebellious, i would have walked into the fcuking cinema and not give a hoot about her.
and i thought she'd be understanding when i came home.
understanding.
what the fcuk.
the last thing i'd ever think of her actually doing, or even thinking about it.
so i got scolded, nagged at, slapped.
oh fcuk her.

i'm playing my guitar, drowning out the insecurities in me.
i don't give a fcuk about what she thinks if my music is crap or not.
ohkay, and you know what, a partial reason all this time why i've wanted to take triple science is to make her happy.
i'm like the trophy kid cause both my older siblibings weren't that smart and my younger bro has learning disabilities.
and ever since i got 3rd in class when i was seven, my mom wanted me to be first. smart. pretty. polite. whatever.
but how is that even possible when i got a fcuking airhead, real-life-walk-about patch of ance skin and someone who has as colorful language as me kind-of-mom.

ohkay, i shall stop blogging about the bitch. she deserves less adv. space on my blog-

well. so exams ARE over. so what?
you don't see my jumping up in joy.
actually, i'm kind of sad.
2 more weeks to the last glimpse of 2H's togetherness
2 more weeks to the friendship we're fostered over 2years, 24months
2 more weeks to the IPstudent's farewell

and I AM VERY SCARED THAT I'LL SCREW MY SCIENCE, this is the thing that i feel like bursting into waterworks now
i don't know is it acting under tremendous pressure or is that i'm just a freaky science perfectionsit.
i have this nagging feeling that i HAVE to get 90and above. but it's so difficult.
why do i always feel like breaking down?

I CANNOT BLOG ANYMORE. Y'KNOW WHY.
I'M SO CONFUSED.
MY EMOTIONS KEEP SPINNING AND I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO.
why am i so fragile.
oh fcuk me.
i should be stronger to counter my bitchmom.

-A-

HAPPY BIRTHDAY PEYLING(:
you're the 3rd prettiest girl in the world(:
and you're fourteen - ooh, that's old(:

what am i doing here?
my geography finals is in another 14hours and i'm still blogging.
bad doggie.


but i really can't stand it. just went facebook and saw-
ultra bitch.
major bitch.
classA bitch.
first honors in bitchiness.
it nearly killed me.
don't even mention the i'm-trying-to-be-charismatic-but-failing-terribly, seniors-love-me-and-so-do-i and don't-you-think-i'm-so-cool-and-pretty vibes being radiated.
it's even worse than the chernobyl accident.



anyway, what's pretty and what's not.

blond hannah? brunette miley?





blond ashley? brunette ashley?

And you never got the chance to see how good I've done
And you never got to see me back at number one
I wish that you were here to celebrate together
I wish that we could spend the holidays together
I remember when you used to tuck me in at night
With the Teddy Bear you gave to me that I held so tight
I thought you were so strong
That you can make it through whatever
It's so hard to accept the fact you're gone forever

I never knew I could hurt like this
And everyday life goes on like
"I wish I could talk to you for awhile"
"I wish I could find a way try not to cry"
As time goes by

And soon as you reach a better place
Still I'll give the whole world to see your face
And I'm right here next to you
It feels like you gone too soon
The hardest thing to do is say bye bye

Goodbye Sec4s.
Goodbye Amanda.
Goodbye Libing.
Goodbye Shaomin.
Goodbye Wenmin.

And Ed, I miss you alot.
No matter where you are now, what you're doing now, I really miss you.
Each time I hear Bye-bye, I think of too.
You were such an awesome kid at Math.
I swear I'll get an A1 for you.

I don't know why am I crying when I look at the grad pics.
I'm supposed to fcuking studying for the damned finals.
Fcuk.
It's not only them
I miss alot of other people in this world.
And I've lost them to my stupid fcuking selfish actions.
And I know I can never make it up. Ever.

I lost my bloody MP3.
Can life just get any worse?
YES, it can. When you can't find your bloody lit text and the lit finals are on Tuesday and you have absolutely no mood to mug for geog.

I'm getting very tired these days.
Slept at 11 after rushing out a thousand - give and take - words on my manuscript.
Peeps, next time when you read a book, no matter how thrashy it is, it takes up alot of the author's time.
Woke up this morning at 11 with a fever and hah-choo.
Drank a bottle(around 250ml?)of fever meds. Sure the fever went done just in time for lunch.
Studied(right, if you consider reading 6seventeen mags at one go and rolling eyes are guys who were next to us as studying)
Ate
Went home.
Didn't even topshop-ed. shang4mian4dian4, private joke.
Tv-ed.
Cried - blame it on myself and the hongkong drama.
Now, I'm going to sleep.
Too much sleep makes me go cranky.

JACOB ROTHSTEIN IS FCUKING HOT.
But no, Craig Levin still wins the all-time hot award.
I love arrogant the son-of-a-bitch.
Actually, the Congressman aint't that bad. Jarule&Krystal, HenryL right?
But JACOB is still very hot.

ohkay, so i just got fcuking electrocuted when i attempted to clear the bloody paper jam in the printer.

it never rains,
it pours.
my life is a classic example.

-A-

I LOVE INDIANS
HAHA,i'm not racist(:







WATCH.
WATCH.
WATCH.
friggin' funny(:

OHKAY, so history's gone for good, i'm having a blasted fever and i forgot to give wenmin her letter.
history was OHKAY, and i actually finished everything except for an evaluation and a similarity(:
AND FARHANA, it's OHKAY, you can fail history and get A1 for the rest, HEH.
went for retail therapy after exams - HAHA, a form of de-stressing.
met celine and gavin - hmm, is that how you spell his name.
went plaza singapura and ORCHARD ION.
if i've not told you before, ORCHAD ION ROCKS MY RED SOCKS OFF(:
ohkay, and i completely in love with newlook(:
they have the awesome-est changing rooms ever, beating even topshop and zara. uniqlo's stupid take-off-your-shoes-before-you-enter rule freaks me out.
YIPEE(: i bought a hmmm.what color is that, it's some orangey-pinkish-peachish laced tanktop(:
and a high-waist skirt- I KNOW YOU'RE JEALOUS, DAPHNE.
and a pair of rubi flats
and a long-due dress which i feel like changing colors alrd
HAHA,not a conservation shopping trip.
spent like 29.90plus9.90 at new look.
19.90plus19.90 at cotton on
24.90 at rubi.
retail therapy is bloody expensive.

goodbye world.
i'm going to study with krystal tomorrow.
any bets on whether it will work(:

hmmm.fashion advice for peyling - i think you should check out pull and bear and bersaka. they're clothelines. not whatever you think it is. i think the clothes can suit you. but on the other hand, i'm like a sizesix and you're what, SIZE ZERO?! my awesomely pretty peyling.

DAMN IT, i officially have to start mugging for geog AND science.
i CANNOT, must not, will not disappoint myself again.
i'm going to get an A1 no matter what it takes.
A1, A1, A1-

-A-

i'm eating cup noodles for lunch in my kitchen now.
first time this week-
cause i've been avoiding coming back home this entire time.

scold.school.scold.shop.study.music.sleep
that's what my life revolves around.
and note that scold appears twice.

fcuk my jellyfish-mom.
she's confiscating my guitar.
till end of exams.
she's nagging at me when i'm making a card for a certain special someone.
and she refuses to cook lunch for me, so i'm left with eating MSG-laden noodles.

my only pair of jeans are the only stuff that my mom bought for me.
even my uniform&specs are self-paid.
y'know what, i think i'm NOT going for the chem trip.;
cause after all, i'm be footing the bill. imagine the 2000bucks being robbed off my pockets.

the noodles are turning cold. let me take a bite first.

tomorrow is the sec4s last day of school.



this song is dedicated to me.

i cried this morning, on my way to school and while mugging history in class while listening to this song,
i was thinking- they'd be leaving soon.
and sure enough, i was told during recess that it was the sec4s last day of school tomorrow.
and on the way back up to class, i saw wenmin taking class photo.

i really couldn't think after that.
even during math, i went crazy and couldn't solve anything.
fell asleep during geog with mrs tan just standing in front of me.
splashed my face with water from krystal's bottle and i'm ready to face the world again.
or not.

i'm really not in the mood to do anything.
i just want to sleep.
forever.

and the fcuking history test is tomorrow.

florences loves green and icky stuff-
like moss(es) and algae.

badminton sucked today.lazy to elaborate.i'm tired.

-A-

THE GIRLS OFFICIALLY SUCK
the girls are as LAYLA, VANESSA AND DAPH.

ZOMG, they suck. the hell out of me.
we were having study date at SUBWAYS today(: - lazy to upload peektures.
AND I WAS SUPPOSED TO BE STUDYING.
in the end, i ended having a minor stroke while testing them history and tutoring science.
they very 'buay tahan', wonder how the tchers cope with them.
tantockseng... industrial revolution... suez canel... sook ching...
HISTORY CAN KILL - didn't know how i got a bloody A2):

school was a 'DO-ANYTHING-YOU-WANT' day today(:
cheena- exams over.do anything you want.
math - chue's brain was electrocuted.math's next week and yet he said, do anything you want.
english - exams over.do anything you want.
bloody d&t - do anything you want.
recess.
dumb talk about central singapore CDC. even though aaron's pretty cute. DAMN IT, aaron's amanda's brother's name.
school's boring. i have 1math paper to do. damn it. i need to start on history. and i have a fcuking allergy reaction that's left with skin flaky and dry. WHO IN THE WORLD FED ME WITH SEAFOOD. GRRR. having bad skin day. fcuk it.

HAHA, i'm bored. my guitar's untuned and i'm a sucker when it comes to pitching.
hmmm, let me offer fashion advice- since van, layla and daph asked for it. LALA. FYI, i'm not fashionista, compared to coco channel, karen miller and donna karen, i'm nothing. zero. actually, negative. OHWELL. but i like it.

today-what colors should you wear to match your skin tones.

FAIR PEOPLE should wear light and cool (blue,green) colors to match their skin tones. wearing dark colors - black's an exception since it makes everyone look good - will contrast with your skin tone too much and you'll end up looking like a polar bear. stay away from warm colors like bright orange, fuschia pink etc. cause the colors will overpower you.

DARKER PEOPLE should wear dark and warmer colors. wearing light colors will make you look like a bangladesh (i'm not a racist, this is just a metaphor) cause it makes you look darker than you already are. and take the chance to wear warmer colors since your skin tone can 'take it', makes your wardrobe more lively.

currently,i'm going crazy about DENIM(:
like trying on whether bootcut or skinny fit petite people most and stuff like that and trying to find the perfect jeans for myself :DDD

ARGH, i hate bloody joe jonas cause he's making me attracted to his very sexy voice in burnin' up. BUT NO, i cannot like him because he dumped MY taylor swift for an airhead camille bell (is that how you spell her name?)

EEYER, had an overdose of subway cookie and laughter. now, i'm cramping like mad. OW, OW, OW.

OHKAY, peyling, ILY alot kays(:
you're the prettiest girl in the world, after taylor swift and wenmin(:
MY VERY PRETTY PEYLING has the most kissable cheeks in history

fcuk.HOW.chem trip or dance chalet.
damnit, mr kang selected me along with peypeydear, nicole, maika and maria for the bloody chem trip. and it clashes with damned dance chalet.
and i'm supposed to give him an answer today but i'm procrastinating it till tomorrow.
it's a chance not to be missed but dance chalet is....
fcuk, why must it be on the 29november to 6december. OF ALL DATES. THE HOLIDAYS IS SO FCUKING LONG AND WHY MUST THEY.... ARGHH.

LEE is officially evil for tearing our 'H1N1-CLASS-STAY-AWAY' stickers outside):

i'm feeling very sick now - literally.
got to puke, byes world.
-A-

HAHA.just came back from study session with mr chue and his strawberry milk.
OOH! THERE'S A GHOST IN THE STUDY LOUNGE. THE MR CHUE GHOST. MR CHUE GHOST DIED IN THE STUDY LOUNGE WHEN HE WAS 24. HE KILLED HIMSELF WITH A REMOTE CONTROL. OHKAY, PRIVATE JOKE.
Find my inner chi -not chue.



i'm like on this movie-marathon mood.
OMG.9moredays to end of exams.
i SO, SO can't wait.

first up, i have the most IMPOSSIBLE mission to complete.
to dress daphne up as a sixteen year old and sneak into sorority row.
damn it, if it hadn't been NC16, i wouldn't need to be fussing the hell out of my brains.

2nd movie, FAME. ohkay, stupid jarule made me want to watch it so badly. darn it.
3rd movie, my sister's keeper. HEY, it is a must-watch.
4th movie, NEW MOON. ohkay, well, twilighter. team edward. you get it? YES.

:( huijie's scolding me now for not studying. GRR.
ALGAE, BRACE UP.

WAH, i feel like dying. today just finished a chung chueng(how to spell?!) paper and there's like another one. GRR. don't care, shall ignore it.
EEE.there's science tomorrow.last science lesson,YIPEE.
why the dumb dumb mrs tan don't want to steal the english lessons?! ARGHH. I need to mantain my perfect A1 record for the entire year):

LALA.i'm going to read my history textbook now.BYES.

i like to bite my nails and play the air guitar,
-A-

no.i don't give a fcuk about cotton candy guys(and tatoo guys) asking for numbers(NO,krystal,i'm not specifically targetting you)
no.i don't give a fcuk about lunching with bitches.whose name happens to rhyme with the word DAY.
no.i don't give a fcuk about fitting in.
no.i don't at all.

what i care about it-
YESH.getting my top3 in class for science.
getting my A for math - to beat nadiah and her 'algae-is-a-bimbo' and some not-so-important guy whose name's not s'pposed to appear here
AND.i want to get into trip science.PLEASE.

so i've proved to the fcuking racist, sexist and even sexually orientation-ist world that i, algae wong, doesn't only go shopping on the streets of orchard where miss ris low once thronged it in her 'bigini' and 'zebra preens' and you know what. BOOMZ.
i spent $26.80 on 2,NOT JUST ONE,science topical asessment book.
and YES,don't stare at the computer screen with the 'HAHA-i-know-the-book's-just-a-white-elephant' look. i'm going to do it.

moving onto cooler stuff B)-
i'm going to be a millionaire under 18(:
cause i'm the official playright for the movie MEAT...BOMBED.
hired by celineJfoo, the director, i'm going to write about a particular place in america being bombed! HAHA. and of course, with my speciality, RATED SCENES. lesbian sex. blowjobs. OMG. cool. anyway-
celine - director
farhana - female lead
shannen - producer
me - playright
krystal - special effects
florence - double stuntman and sound effects
nadiah - extra person who holds the 3,2,1,ACTION black and white thing.
and there's the coffee&doughnut girl, and more actresses. HAHA.
ILY,2H. YOU'RE THE CUTEST CLASS EVER(:

life's officially boring. can't believe me and krystal sat at the bus-stop in the rain for 1hour. staring.drinking.bitching.HAHA.
OH.and natasha! don't be sad kays? about your chesse waffle thing. y'know, in the end my cheest waffle stick was UNCOOKED-.- the auntie had to re-cook it. and i'm going to treat you kays? the next time we have dance. LALA(:

y'know(krystal,especially),i have a more fcuked up life than anyone in the class.
it's an un-rewritten-able history that i have.
seriously. trust me. no one could have a more.... devasting past than me.

if i die, i'm going to save my will in my email(yes, that's how technology crippled me)and i'm going to pass someone my password.
i'm going to write an autobiography of myself. sad past. fcuked up present. looming future.
stuff that even my parents don't know.
stuff that even i, myself find it hard to marvel at.
stuff that might freak you out. because it's not a reflection of who am i from outside.

hey,YOU,you have no right to tell me what to do with my life.

i'm officially stuck with cobbie calliat's songs in my head.

i don't like peyling):

someone, somethings just spoils the mood.
i'm the bloody tired. slept at 1am last night.
GOSH,the later i sleep, the more hyper i get. shall sleep at 3am tonight.

-A-

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