LAST DAY OF 2011.
End it with a bang.
Saturday, December 31, 2011
Friday, December 30, 2011
emo talk
It is so suffocating when you really wish to find someone to talk to, but realize that they won't understand anyway.
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
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! (:
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! (:
Sunday, December 25, 2011
Friday, December 23, 2011
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 watchopen 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!
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
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.
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:
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.
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
Monday, December 19, 2011
Sunday, December 18, 2011
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.
I just can't decode my thoughts.
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