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

this was like what, two years ago? thank god we've all grown prettier.

FUNG;
we've been gay shit partners for three years. that's like one thousand and ninety five days (pardon if' it's wrong, i failed both maths for an apparent reason) together.

our friendship's like a cosine graph, there's always ups and downs because i'm a bitch like that even when i was in sec one and i don't know why my hobby was to like hate you or something along those lines? but holy cow, boy am i grateful we made up at the world's stupidest times like home econs lessons because i forgot that i hated you and we had too much fun baking? and all the senior stalking - people pointed their talons at us, criticized us, seniors were freaked out by us, and all that crazy shit. and i remember i hated you before the cameron highlands trip but in the end, i had the TIME OF MY LIFE. failed ballroom dancing on the hotel car park, camwhoring on roads at 7am in the morning,gossiping in the freezing midnight air on the balcony, you and yixin singing to me in the bus because i'm a coward and i couldn't stand mountainous roads.

it's stuff like this make me not want to grow up.

thanks for all the nice stuff you said to me on my blog. words are something that either make or break my heart and in your case, it's the former. also thankyou for standing by me against your closest friends because i meant something to you.

and try to get through all the i-hate-my-parents trouble you're going through right now. problems like this are only going to make you stronger. and for the record, my doors are always welcome to you if you decided to runaway from home or something like that(: and you can pick me up as a chem-homework completor also!




you stupid bloody little bitch;

now since i've realized that i'm not the only one who hates you to the goddamned core of this planet, i'm more than relieved that people are being two-faced to you. because that's what you fucking deserve. you think you're pretty when you're not. you think you're smart when you're not. you think you're oh-so-popular and all men on earth will drop to their knees to kiss your ass when you're not. you think you're so fucking talented that all celebrities in the world should just retire cause you're way more awesome when you're not.

and the best part of it is that you think i'm gross. just because i dress like a slut does not make me a slut. just because i read books about whores doesn't make me one. and just because i play nice doesn't mean i like you.

so why don't you hurry up down that little path and go back home crying to mummy because you can't stand me talking bad about poor you little princess. and stop trying to show off your non-existent talent in front of me. sorry sweetie, it doesn't work that way. i regret to inform you that i'm prettier than you, smarter than you and more talented than you. oh and dancer- wannabes are especially most hated by we the dancers ourselves. thought you might want to know.



and from the above two paragraphs, you must think that i'm bipolar or have a split personality. but it's just a little warning that if you treat me nice, i'm all your slave baby but if you try to talk bad about my CCA or just irk me with your pathetic looking face, oh bitch, bring it on.



i don't know why everyone suddenly caught the news (kudos facebook, i really hate you this time) on the dancers' photoshoot but the nice people are offering compliments and naturally, i say 'THANKYOU'. because that's the polite thing to do. it's called manners. not because i love myself too much and i think i should totally go be model because my nose is so pretty my eyes are so mesmerizing they kill a man or something like that. so you, stop sneering.



Now I'll go sit on the floor
Wearing your clothes
All that I know is that
I don't know how to be something you miss
Never thought we'd have a last kiss

So I'll watch you live in pictures like I used to watch you sleep
And I feel you forget me like I used to feel you breathe
And I keep up with our old friends just to ask them how you are
Hope it's nice where you are

You can place for a change in weather and time
But I never planned on you changing your mind

love is the person you think of when you listen to sad songs.
and my darling, it's you.



yy asked me that day how do you know when you know you like someone.
and i gave the standard he's-on-your-mind-all-time-you-feel-all-high-and-dizzy-after-you-talked-to-him answer.
now i wished i had said 'i don't know'.


me+seet+yy were at lunch/failed studying yesterday and we were totally discussing about the people i hate which includes the stupid bloody little bitch (refer to above) and i realized i'm hating/hated way too many people. i'd never kept a list of such stuff and it frightens me that more than half of the people i hated were the people i love. and it's because of the fact that i love them too much, they can wreck havoc to my life, turn me into nothing but a wisp of misery, flip my heart inside out, leaving me hanging there because i never knew where i stood in their life.


i just wrote my english homework - reflections about myself. it took me nothing more than eight minutes to type the six hundred word long essay but took me twenty minutes to cut down its size because i'm sure the head of discipline wouldn't want to hear about how much i fantasize on a daily basis about standing on a stage, doing the thing i love or how i'm a loser because i still hold onto the that thread of hope that fairytale endings. i should totally learn to stop expressing myself through writing - it exposes way too much.


-A-

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