Thursday, June 30, 2005
im telling you. war of the worlds is the ONE show you should catch. er. if you're going to catch one. thats the ONE.
DAMN FRIKKING GREAT SHOW!
i cried like, throughout the entire show. weeped infact. and the thing is, unlike previous shows where you might shed tears and all, i didnt cry because i was sad or what. it was mainly out of fright. and i really felt like screaming like mad with that lil girl. i felt, no i was, in the show.
it was THAT good.
stupid boys, dont know how to appreciate.
and i was harrassed TWICE today. freakish incidents. it aint any phone-number-asking kind, not those ego-boosting ones.
they were pervertic kind ones, you know. those that would go fer anyone from lilgirls to wrinklyoldwomen.
DAMN FRIKKING GREAT SHOW!
i cried like, throughout the entire show. weeped infact. and the thing is, unlike previous shows where you might shed tears and all, i didnt cry because i was sad or what. it was mainly out of fright. and i really felt like screaming like mad with that lil girl. i felt, no i was, in the show.
it was THAT good.
stupid boys, dont know how to appreciate.
and i was harrassed TWICE today. freakish incidents. it aint any phone-number-asking kind, not those ego-boosting ones.
they were pervertic kind ones, you know. those that would go fer anyone from lilgirls to wrinklyoldwomen.
can you hear the soft swoosh of the butterflies' wings. 11:26 PM.
Wednesday, June 29, 2005
my hands stink!!! helppp meee! this is not fairrr! i should be getting some reward or sth, fer helping my brother out, like so much.
he asked me to draw a horse (a life-size baby horse. which is still the height of me!) i did that. he asked me to paint it. uh huh. cut it out from cardboard. uhh. my mom did this. anw, then had to paint a separate mane. cox i forgot. and for showing so much sibling love, i get stinko hands?? NOT FAIR.
oh yea. they stink because i had to use calligraphy ink for the mane and other black stuff. wonder how the ancient writers put up with the smell.
anw. im actually not angry. or grumpy. because its the end of tests and im only too happy to be angry!! :)
woohoo!
me, di and shiqin laughed our way around orchard today. hahahhahhah. was damn hilarious. we laughed while sitting on the water-thing, laughed while walking through the lines of CD racks in HMV, laughed while having our sushi buffet.
the poor lads behind us in Sakae Sushi were the brunt of most of our jokes. hhah. they were stuffing themselves silly. and gradually they started showing signs of over-eating. one was so damn close to fainting and sliding down the seat onto the floor. (but he didnt. darn!) the other two were taking turns pooing. clever them actually knew that they had to leave some time in between the shifts to allow the 'fragrance' to be dispelled. 'lil girls shouldnt be talking about evil stuffs like poo-smells.'
oh man. there was just too much to laugh at.
actually after the tests, just about everything makes me laugh.
he asked me to draw a horse (a life-size baby horse. which is still the height of me!) i did that. he asked me to paint it. uh huh. cut it out from cardboard. uhh. my mom did this. anw, then had to paint a separate mane. cox i forgot. and for showing so much sibling love, i get stinko hands?? NOT FAIR.
oh yea. they stink because i had to use calligraphy ink for the mane and other black stuff. wonder how the ancient writers put up with the smell.
anw. im actually not angry. or grumpy. because its the end of tests and im only too happy to be angry!! :)
woohoo!
me, di and shiqin laughed our way around orchard today. hahahhahhah. was damn hilarious. we laughed while sitting on the water-thing, laughed while walking through the lines of CD racks in HMV, laughed while having our sushi buffet.
the poor lads behind us in Sakae Sushi were the brunt of most of our jokes. hhah. they were stuffing themselves silly. and gradually they started showing signs of over-eating. one was so damn close to fainting and sliding down the seat onto the floor. (but he didnt. darn!) the other two were taking turns pooing. clever them actually knew that they had to leave some time in between the shifts to allow the 'fragrance' to be dispelled. 'lil girls shouldnt be talking about evil stuffs like poo-smells.'
oh man. there was just too much to laugh at.
actually after the tests, just about everything makes me laugh.
can you hear the soft swoosh of the butterflies' wings. 11:24 PM.
Sunday, June 26, 2005
damn it. the migraine's got me. (was about to write ive got the migraines. but thought the other way sounds more true.) i can never figure it out. which side of the head are you supposed to lie on when you've got a migraine? the one which is throbbing away or the quiet one? (i dont have TWO heads. read again. i wrote 2 SIDES of the head.) arghh. was lying on the bigpillow (i cant call it its name now. its weird.) and dozed off. an hour later, i was stuck with this. ARGHHH. im so afraid it gets blown up, and ill have to relive the struck-by-the-bigM horror night i had just recently. was the worst night ever. i was crying, and sobbing(due to the pain) non-stop like my best friend's died and my pillow and blanket were wet with tears. nooooo. not now. ive got common tests tomorrow. nooo.
the weekend's pretty much spent on reminiscing. it was the WRONG thing to open up my secondary diary. from the moment i inserted the key into the tiny lock, it was a one-way-road for me into my secondary days.
a few hours later, i was left all groggy and feeling unreal. like, i was still the girl who had wrote all those entries. not the present me. uhh. u get?
anyways, my point is that rereading diaries is a big NO-NO just before exams.
dancing in the moonlight.
everybody's feeling... (cant remember the lyrics.)
its the song playing right now.
the weekend's pretty much spent on reminiscing. it was the WRONG thing to open up my secondary diary. from the moment i inserted the key into the tiny lock, it was a one-way-road for me into my secondary days.
a few hours later, i was left all groggy and feeling unreal. like, i was still the girl who had wrote all those entries. not the present me. uhh. u get?
anyways, my point is that rereading diaries is a big NO-NO just before exams.
dancing in the moonlight.
everybody's feeling... (cant remember the lyrics.)
its the song playing right now.
can you hear the soft swoosh of the butterflies' wings. 5:16 PM.
Saturday, June 25, 2005
songs are too much.
they bring back everything.
aint it time everything's erased.
ive always felt like, say i go to a camp.
i shouldnt get too attached to the things, or people there.
because then i'd have to bear the pain of separation.
i'd rather forgo the good times, so that the memories wouldnt remain.
loners. what brave souls.
i want to get you, and you. out of my mind.
i started with the msn contact list. guessed it worked.
the stupid thing is?
i dont even really like you. the first one.
they bring back everything.
aint it time everything's erased.
ive always felt like, say i go to a camp.
i shouldnt get too attached to the things, or people there.
because then i'd have to bear the pain of separation.
i'd rather forgo the good times, so that the memories wouldnt remain.
loners. what brave souls.
i want to get you, and you. out of my mind.
i started with the msn contact list. guessed it worked.
the stupid thing is?
i dont even really like you. the first one.
can you hear the soft swoosh of the butterflies' wings. 12:41 AM.
Friday, June 24, 2005
yowl!
we've got hm. 2 more days! yoohoooooooo.
all the better.
im happy.
zerofourasstwelve mugging session today.
the bus-ride there. was. baddddd.
ive had enough of woodland's plains.
an hour ride facing the back of the bus, feeling all queasy.
i better stop this nonsense.
maybe it wont let me.
ah.
that works.
we've got hm. 2 more days! yoohoooooooo.
all the better.
im happy.
zerofourasstwelve mugging session today.
the bus-ride there. was. baddddd.
ive had enough of woodland's plains.
an hour ride facing the back of the bus, feeling all queasy.
i better stop this nonsense.
maybe it wont let me.
ah.
that works.
can you hear the soft swoosh of the butterflies' wings. 11:02 PM.
