LAST DAY OF 2011.
End it with a bang.

emo talk

It is so suffocating when you really wish to find someone to talk to, but realize that they won't understand anyway.

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I am staring at this blank canvas, wishing that I have some inspiration whatsoever to begin with. But none. So I'm off to an awkward start.

2011 is coming to an end soon, which means my "high-school" years are almost over. I am astonished by the speed of it all. Over these 4 years, I have had the best and supposedly the worst times in my life. No. The best time of my life should be reserved for the moment when I took my first breath. Ok, I sound cheesy.

Let's try again!

Hello all,
I am going to sum up the 4 years of my life in a post!

2009: This year can be regarded as the one of the best years I've had. I mean, I was in the amazing class of 2/1'09 and I got to know JY and WQ, who accepted my quirky personality without qualms (which I am grateful for). Plus, I got to take part in the North Zone basketball tournament not as a benchwarmer. That is a feat for me, unfortunately. To top it all off, I was doing pretty well for my studies that year, which makes it all the more a fantastic year for me! I can't remember the details of the various events that occured, but it was a year with no major drama or setbacks I guess. (Thank goodness!)

2010: I got prettier. Haha, it's true. I ditched my bowl haircut and opted for long hair. I succeeded in growing my hair out, but I chopped it off again in december. I can't remember why. I think I was sick of seeing long-hair on girls. AND the hairdresser was hot. I'd have to admit, it was a bold move, because I remember staring into the mirror right after I cut my hair asking myself, "what have I done?" and wishing that there was an undo button. But now I'm glad I made that move. I tried something new! In this year, I also got to meet new people! Loads and loads of them! My new classmates primarily. Furthermore, I got to meet my sister's boyfriend, Justin! It was funny when he first came to our house, because she didn't tell my parents it was her boyfriend, so my mum was at my ear that entire day saying,"your sis is bringing home a BOY today!". But he's nice because he buys me koi and gong cha. I sound materialistic (yeap, you can bribe me with gong cha). But yea, my sis and him are really cute together too! Why am I even talking about this?

Enough of posting for today. I've lost the mood to write.
Till then peeps! (:

So you'll be mine
Forever and almost always

what happens in Vegas

I'm feeling pretty inspired now, so I guess I'd ride on the inspiration and tell you about my visit to Las Vegas.

Las Vegas - the city that never sleeps.
How true.
What strikes me most in Las Vegas is the prevalence of casinos there.
From hotels to the airport terminals and even in Starbucks, you'd always find a place to gamble.
There are no clocks in the casinos, a tactic - I learned - that is used to prevent gamblers from differentiating between night and day. So these hard-core gamblers keep gambling until they're penniless and in need for alms to hitch a cab back home.
Food is pretty cheap in Las Vegas compared to the other states. According to my tour guide, the low prices is an attempt to lure people into the restaurant, and consequently tempt them into gambling in the restaurant-cum-casino. You are almost always bombarded by the slot-machines and blackjack tables whenever you step into an innocent-looking restaurant. My point is, it is impossible to quit gambling if you live in Las Vegas, unless you just so happen to have superb self-restrain. But then again, why would you have to quit gambling if you have such self restrain in the first place?

Anyway, I catched a Las Vegas show during the time I was there because Las Vegas's shows were supposedly the best in the world.
I wouldn't miss it for the world.
So my family embarked on the journey of choosing a show that was on that night.
They settled for one that was called Jubilee.
As innocent as the name sounds, don't be fooled.
It was a topless show.
I'm not kidding, the men and women were topless (the women were not even wearing their bras), and their bottoms were covered with bare strips of cloth that complemented their overall costume.
Boy oh boy, I felt like I was assaulted every minute. And I had no idea why.
I'm not going to lie, their special effects were awesome and it was fairly entertaining. But I just couldn't get past myself and the fact that there were topless women dancing right in front of me. Oh, I did enjoy staring at guys' abs though. Boy, they were hot.
Overall, it was a rather pleasant experience but I wouldn't say it was worth the USD105 my dad paid per person for it. Oh and it was M18, I kinda got smuggled in after the show started, so that explains how I got to watch open porn at the age of 16.



























The next day, we went to Grand Canyon in Las Vegas. I actually had no idea that Grand Canyon was in Las Vegas. I just couldn't picture such a magnificent natural landscape in such an urban setting. Then it hit me, Grand Canyon's west rim was a 2hour drive away, while it's south rim was a 4 hour drive away.
IT WAS MAGNIFICENT.
GORGEOUS.
AWE-INSPIRING.

I kid.
I was too cold to admire the scenery. It was about 1 degrees there, a supposedly manageable temperature considering that I had a coat. But brilliant me didn't have the brain to wear long johns. I was able to manage the cold, but when the wind blew, I could literally feel it biting into my bones. Chilling. The worse thing was, I was supposed to have my lunch there, but all their dining areas were out in the open (so that you can admire the scenery while eating, though I didn't appreciate the effort very much). So there I was, shivering uncontrollably, while the persistant wind assaulted me mercilessly. I quickly gobbled my food down and retreated to the warm haven of the bus. Fortunately, there was a good one hour of relatively good weather and it was during that time that I was able to really admire nature's magnificent creation.

Inspiration has eluded me. So I shall stop here.
Till next time peeps!

Ginger Craze

Introducing...





















Dry Ginger Ale!
For something that has ginger in it, I must say, this tastes pretty darn good.

It's 23 December 2011.
We are currently 8 days away from doomsday.
Let's all party like we've never done before.

Before apocalypse arrives, I want to:

• Shop as if money didn't matter


• Write well


• Master lyrical and street jazz


• Make a youtube video


• Score straight A's sometime in my life


• Learn to drive a bike and a car


• Buy a car


• Buy a house


• Get fit


• Volunteer at some third world country


• Get drunk


• Go to a bar


• Go skinny dipping


• Visit San Fransico again


• Get a dog


• Kiss a toad


• Go horseback riding again


• Snorkel


• Get my bellybutton pierced


• Bungee Jump


• Go hiking in yosemite national park in U.S


• Kiss


• Slam-dunk (which I sincerely doubt that I'd be able to accomplish, given my height)


• Get married


• Honeymoon around the world


• Surf


• Become someone's bridesmaid


• Have an outstanding career

&many many more.

I wish doomsday never comes. 8 days ain't enough to live my life.

Hello all,
I made this today:














I AM SO PROUD OF MYSELF(:

The biological clock in me has aroused me from my slumber at such an early hour. But I am pleased to bring you this news - I have more or less recovered from the effects of jetlag. What can I say?HALLELUJAH!

Today will be a great day.

I'm not much of a good person anymore.
Maybe I never was.

There are times when I wish that I was better at expressing myself - putting my thoughts into words. But each time I try, I am faced with the inexplicable truth that I am terrible at that. The sentences I conjure never seem quite right to me. Words always seem so elusive. That's probably why I don't like opening up to people. It is not because I don't know my purpose, or because I can't trust them, but because I can't find the right words to make them understand.

I just can't decode my thoughts.

As I swallow books
I taste each word carefully
And I wonder things

THESE 3 WEEKS WERE FABULOUS!
but I don't feel like blogging about them, because I'm just plain lazy.

P.S. I absolutely adore my blood red nails!

Work was amazing(:
I'm not refering to the actual work, that was just pure back-breaking and torturous labour.
I'm actually refering to the entire experience, and the experience was wonderous because the people I met there were AWESOME. I made plenty of new friends these 3 days.
I shall list them down lest I forget them in time.
- Bryan (This is the 5th Bryan I've known): a cool, friendly and funny person with a cool haircut. He works at Microsoft booth (I was working at the entrance of the I.T fair), which is right in front of the entrance.
- David : this guy who is probably 30plus years old, who came and shook my hand asking,"can I be your friend?". That, is just plain weird.
- Min Kang : My boss(supervisor) - friendly guy. I kept asking him for a raise because my pay was pathetic. I think we've become kinda cool friends too. I remember I was taking a break and he came over and asked me if I finished giving out the flyers. I just told him straight - I'm just lazy. Well, he laughed.
- Agnes: My bigger boss. She's damn classy and she is really nice.
- 3 girls at the Toshiba booth : They wanted to add me on fb. They're quite pretty & nice. Amazing salespeople.
These are the most impressionable people, though I did become acquaintances with some others. Oh did I mention? My co-part-timer, a china guy, I presume, is quite nice too.
OH YEA. I'M GONNA BITCH.
Since I was working at the entrance, there were several people who came forward to ask me for directions. There were some I could answer, some I could not. But there was this guy, when I told him that I'm not really sure where hall 4b was, he sounded really pissed off and said, "Forget it!" and stormed off. Do I look like a GPS to you?
Alright, I shall stop here now. This is probably boring for you people. I shall probably make this blog private, then I don't have to try and make the posts interesting all the time.
As for now, goodbye!

So I went for my morning run today.
Finally, after days of procastination.
Let's just say I was pathetic.
I had barely ran half of the intended distance when I stopped.
And so I brisk-walked(more likely strolled) the remaining distance.
This is humiliating. Why am I even writing about this?
Anyway, my ultimate destination was the library and I borrowed two books there.
Namely,
1. The Art of Sign Language
2. The unofficial guide of Disneyland
I was deliberating whether I should make a Corn Chowder after chancing upon a recipe book in the library. But I decided against it. If there's one thing I'm sure of, it is that I am a really bad cook. Although I don't really mind if someone decides to make a Chowder for me(: (hint to all good cooks out there)
For those of you who might be pondering over my apparent lack of taste in book-choosing, let's just say that these were the books I wanted to borrow even before my O-levels started.
I borrowed the first book because I am intrigued by sign language. The interest was probably sparked off by the series,"Switched at Birth" that I watched. On the surface, I tell people I learn sign language because it's meaningful. But in reality, I just find it the easiest language to learn. No Grammar, no Punctuation(not that I know of). Who knows, I may also learn to criticise people in sign language!
I borrowed the second book because of my upcoming holiday tour to US.
The only thing that's putting me off is the 22hours flight.
22HOURS! HOW THE HELL DO YOU SURVIVE 22HOURS SOLELY ON MOVIES?
someone just stab me.
I'm probably going to end up being claustrophobic after that flight.
Despite the long haul flight, I am kinda excited about the trip.
These are my objectives:
1. Watch a broadway musical in Las Vegas/San Fransico
2. Take LOADS of photos with my favourite Disney characters
3. Try not to fall into the Grand Canyon
4. SHOP LIKE MAD
5. Go crazy with the amusement rides
... and more.
but these are the main objectives.
It's pretty exciting I guess.
I'm done here, shall go watch my Hong Kong Drama Serial now.
GOODBYE!

What an amazing weekend I've had!

Friday- Prom
I'm not gonna lie.
I expected much more from prom, considering the fact that I paid $85 to attend.
Nevertheless, it was an amazing experience.
And the thing is, EVERYONE LOOKED GORGEOUS.
I felt so inferior standing next to some of them, though I was quite pleased with the fact that I was taller than people who are supposedly taller than me. eg. Mr Ng.
I can still remember his face when he saw me. He was like,"EH, YOU CHEATED!"
Anyway, I was quite disappointed with my up-do though.
I wanted to have a french twist, but thanks my indecisiveness, I ended up with something I didn't really like. But WQ,JY and Jieyi said it was nice.
So yea, I have weird taste.
Before I forget, I'd have to specifically thank my sis for helping me and my friends do our makeup, or we'd be completely clueless as to how to go about painting our faces.
Moving on, the programmes were fairly entertaining.
But what was funny was Pei Shao Pao's incessant chattering and rebuttals to what the emcee was saying.
I wanted to win something in the lucky draw that night.
BUT I DIDN'T.
guess I wasn't lucky enough.
I'm experiencing a brainfart right now.
Probably gonna continue posting about prom and the weekend some other time.
Goodnight for now(:

I love those type of friendships that don’t require a lot of effort. We may not see each other as much as we want to or talk as much as we used to, but it doesn’t change the fact that we’re friends no matter what. They can do their own thing and I can do my own thing. What’s important is that whenever we do see each other again, we can pick up right from where we left off without making it awkward. Any friendship that works out like that is a friendship worth having.

Till now, I maintain that I'm innocent for that incident which occured on Tuesday, 1 April 2008.

I act differently around different people. I’m not fake. I just have my own comfort zone. That’s why I only can completely be myself when I’m with people I’m comfortable with.

Thank you for staying with me. I know that I'm not always fun to be with but just know that I'm grateful.

Beautiful day out with my girlfriends yesterday(:


Why do you have to go and make things so complicated?

Power and money has overruled justice.

ache

It just hurts so badly.
and the thing is,
I don't even know why.

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I miss being young.
But then again, who doesn't?

It's not that I don't wish to talk to you.
It's just that I can't plaster a fake smile and pretend I like you.
When I don't.

Forgiven, not forgotten.

to write love on her arms

This.

To be a lady :
Carry yourself with confidence.
It's sexier than any low-cut dress.

She's banged up,
mentally and emotionally.
Literally and metaphorically.
But every day she walks outside
with a smile on her face
because that's who she is.

sometimes I wish my sister would spend more time with me.

sometimes the best way to get someone's attention is to stop giving them yours.

It's been ages since my last hearty laugh.
I think a dementor is near.

Truth is, I get jealous easily because what's mine is mine. I'm stubborn as hell, I say sorry too much. I act like I don't care because I care too much. I over analyze the smallest things & probably come off as a bitch to simply guard myself.
Welcome to my life.

They say that numbers don't matter.
They say that it's what inside that counts.
But why don't people do what they preach?
Society is judgemental,
and there's nothing we can do about it.

I AM VERY COMPETITIVE WHEN IT COMES TO ACADEMIC ENDEVOURS.
And that's precisely why I hate to flunk my examinations - or any tests as a matter of fact. It's as if all the hard work that you had put in for that subject comes to a naught. NA-DA. GOD. I've failed my teachers once again D:

How do you define love?

WHY THE HELL AM I ALWAYS HUNGRY?

HEY. I THINK YOU'RE AMAZING.

Isn’t it ironic?
We ignore the ones who adore us,
adore the ones who ignore us,
love the ones who hurt us,
and hurt the ones that love us.

I CAN'T BREATHE OMG.
IT'S HILARIOUS!

There's always more than one side to any situation. There's always a different perspective to every story being told. If you can't see it in any other view, don't make absolute statements because you have no idea of how different your absolute perspective may be. Chances are not everyone will see it the same way you do.

Perspectives are free.
But watch what you say.

Hi there. Have you abandoned me? I don't blame you. I'd like to say that I have a lot to report, but alas, such is not the case. I can say that I've been incredibly busy, but it doesn't give me an excuse for the extended absence from this blog, except the fact that I had nothing to say.

SALT WATER HAHA. EPIC MUCH.

Insight

never share your problems.
80% don't care
the other 20% are just thankful you have them.

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