im an outcast?!

you can't even spell the word right.
hello? "outcaste"?
have you even heard of a dictionary?
or are your nails and "schoolwork" drawing you away?

so, im an outcast, huh?
like i care.
i know i dont fit in.
rubbing it in wont help, unfortunately.

i DON'T need to fit in with you guys.

stop being so conceited.
or are your eyes too far gone you can't even bring them down to look at a mirror.
go and die lah.

stop wallowing in your so-called "self-pity".
its more like DENIAL.

i could go on and on and on about how I feel,
but its not like you'll ever see this.
and even if you do, who cares?
it's a free world, after all.

seriously;
stop obsessing over the seniors.
they dont even live for anything as remote as you,
so why do it for them?
do you think,
when they bid us adieu
they're gonna go,
"remember her?
that one?
really liked her.
nice girl.
glad she liked us,
cos we liked her too"?

don't delude yourself,
because nothing ever comes out of nonsensical thoughts and musings.

or you know what?
just carry on.
its not like i care whether you live or die.
and when someone throws you into the sea,
you'll finally be living up to your namesake.

shit. im not gonna waste anymore space for you and your stupid, ignorant, insolent, totally replaceable self.
SNAP OUT OF IT, LOSER.

i am back.

lol. so long nvr blog liao... mom keeps using my lappy to watch grey's anatomy.

so... updates.

saturday, 23 may
went to hua chong jc to watch dance night '09, BACK AGAIN! :)
lurved the BBOYS (and girls :P)
damn pro luh
ahhh.... the wonders of HIPHOP (which kinda includes breakdancing, popping, locking etc...)
:D
but of course, cannot forget modern :]
sunday, 24 may
went to pei xuan's house.
tried to make the baked apple chicken thingy.
kinda failed the first time.
second time... pei xuan said it was okay.
did you know catsup=ketchup?!?!?!
this singlish thing is really getting out of hand
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but then, we found this thing on an angmoh site.
monday, 25 may
SHEARIN GOT HER INTERNET UP:)
yay her :D

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okay that's like the chain mail thing, but whatev.

today, tuesday, 26 may
went to parkway parade with shearin just now.
went to fix her phone and stuff.
too bad. parent authorization needed.
boo.

went to comics connection to preorder her sims 3.
she's happy.
that's a good sign.

launch party's on tuesday.
should i go?







forgot to do corridor worsheet. damn.

nowadays, the only reason my mom talks to me is to force me to drink diluted sugar cane juice with water chestnut, drink my soup and doing my fucking sister's homework.

my my my, what a close-knitted loving relationship.

yeah right.

this is why i hate being at home.

if im not doing my homework, im doing someone else's.

what a brilliant life.

sheer enjoyment man.

see mrs rw, i do remember what you teach in class.

the uninvited

cedar x-country '09
i think the school shouldn't have included a competition segment this year. if we were serious about winning something, we would just run faster/more seriously. gonna get a collar pin anyways. why must everything have a 'best'?
moreover, its kinda the top 6 runners from every class, so no prizes for guessing who wins top class title.
no offense, but i think (1 & 2)s shouldnt be allowed to compete. they already win practically everything, what's one more to them?
they (the school) doesnt understand at all.

but on the other hand, its not like they asked to be fast.
they just are.
then again, they dont have to act so pai kia.
if they're so good, they should go try dancing.
bet they dont look so graceful now...
hah.



after x-ctry, kimberly, nurin, shearin, yenyin, yetpeng and i went to watch THE UNINVITED.
its really nice, so everyone of you reading this should go in case you havent watched it.
moreover, its only rated PG.
well, duh, if not we wouldnt have been allowed in, would we?
the BOO! parts can be kinda shocking, but the plot is actually very nice.

shearin disagrees.

who ask her to go spoiler herself. :x

when we came out of the cinema,
kimberly and i were walking together eating popcorn when we saw this GIRL.
damn scary can,
cos she looked EXACTLY LIKE THAT GIRL WHO DIED.
i swear her hair and face were exactly the same colour, and she was BLOND.

thank goodness i didnt scream, so embarrassing.
kimberly did, though it was more like "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPPPPPPPPPP!!!"
embarrassing, you know.
worse than fire engine, i tell you.
freakier than the movie itself.
next time, dont ever sit next to her,
unless you like talking to squirrels.
haha.

then after that, we burst out laughing
when we were in front of this pushcart stall thingy
cos we saw this guy like act cool (you know how they are)
and then his hat dropped
ROFL.

the thing is,
how come only two of us saw these two things?

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sundowner's syndrome, anyone?





p.s. life's unanswered question: why am i still blogging when i have to finish TWO packs and edit a powerpoint AND write the script???

wahaha i think i've fallen in love....

with GEORGE O'MALLEY!!!!

wheeeeeeeeee.....

lalala.....

his real name is Theodore Raymond Knight, aka T.R. Knight.


















i think he kinda looks like Theo from Alvin and the Chipmunks. both so cute and chubby!

okay im going insane.


:crazysmilingface: :X

today, there was dance.

oh. but first, im glad jl and i made up :D

yeah.

so.

anyways, lao shi came today.
but she didnt realise she would only be 'teaching' us sec2s.

sorry lao shi.
gotta put up with our sorry asses, which we will be nothing but, after that dumb competition that i dont really wanna do since it was sprung on us DURING EXAM PERIOD.

and to YOU: stop trying to be the leader. unconsciously, you are- even if you dont realise it. that's why its called UNCONSCIOUS. i know you hate me, but i still get freedom of speech, aka Bitching Rights. too bad.

and to You: no offense, but i dun think your freestyle walk is that great. all i see is you spinning and spinning and spinning, and your arms with balloons under them.

aside from that, your choreo is PRETTY GOOD :] and dun worry, you dance well. just dont let it get to your head :P

there. nice enough?



today, there was the Catholic High invest. (prefect investiture lah.)

too bad i didn't go.

their school got GWH (gold with honours- keep up with the acronyms, people, Singapore is full of them).

i need to know why.

all i rmb is their paper money (no, not the ghost type... more... monopoly-ish).

HAHA :p









today... my bro's chicken pox got worse.

well actually, that's what it's supposed to do.

it even spread to his _______

omygosh lah.

haha.

poor thing.

the one on his thigh burst.

ouch.

but dont worry people, you can still come near me.

after all, i dont have it.



yet.

(see above post)


[updated 7 june 09]

so many things have happened lately, and i just don't know how to handle them.

to the dancers, im sorry.
there's no point in walking away, i know.
but then again, i didn't stay back to listen to useless prattling about dbsk.
they don't even know you exist.
encouraging letters and smses are nice;
but then the next day..... it starts all over again.
i feel as though im trapped in a broken record.
did you know?
i do have other commitments.
what a shocker.

to jl, im sorry too.
that day... i didn't mean it.
it was a tough day,
but that's no excuse.
friends are fragile,
and i don't know who to trust anymore.
in this dog-eat-dog world,
it's every man for himself.
i think so too.

to mom,
i never said i was trying to be
some smart aleck
who thinks she knows everything.
how can you not see through her.
she has no character,
no values,
no NOTHING.
so why is it my fault?
is it really my fault,
that she's not in the best class,
that i don't want her to be like me AT ALL,
that i hate her?
i admit, i can never be like those
cuddly sister types.
im rough, so brothers are cool.
the worst thing is,
she was made for me.












damn. private peaceful essay.



i wish i could be as strong as charlie.

new beginnings...

hey. so. obviously this is my new blog, and my reasons are as such:
#1. i can't be bothered to write in a bloody diary, though i won't be judged.
#2. privacy is a privilege i can no longer afford.

so cut me open, bleed me dry. and see what you find.


p.s. sorry for the not very nice blogskin. when i have time, i will find again. i think.