Hey Hey. You You.
Saturday, September 29, 2007 at 16:49
I don't like your bedroom.
No way. No way.
I think you need a neat one.
And Porky the Porous Hot Pot Poring says "oh my god" at the corner of her accounts book.Because her bedroom looks just like Jurassic Park.
Post of a day.
Friday, September 28, 2007 at 14:29
Walala.It's my signature Interact T-shirt for home/pyjamas/tuition.
Because I'm too cheap to wear decently in tuition.
My nose looks huge. Lol.
I think trials was not so bad for a stupid kid who was once smart 5 years ago.
Yes.
And to Hsien Ming and Wern Pheng:
Stop stalking my deviantART. Lol.
The Many Perceptions.
Tuesday, September 25, 2007 at 10:27
It's. Still. Itchy. D:
At least it's not so red anymore. Maybe I should inject that nonsense on my butt. Hmmm.
Well, at least I'm sure about one thing:
My family loves me. To the power of ten. Because they care.
Dad: Hm.. maybe it's those crabs yesterday.
Ryn: You think?
And then came my mum.
Mum: It could be those crabs yesterday.
Ryn: Yeah. I know.
Mum: Or maybe because of all those bizzare things you did yesterday.
Ryn: Oh really. Like what?
Mum: Uhuh. Like that massage you did on that OSIM machine, you died of exhaustion because of walking for 2 days straight, blablabla...
Ryn: Uh.. Okay.
Now came the solutions.
Dad: Go drink some herbal tea. It will cool you down.
Ryn: ..Right.
Dad: Maybe you should drink two.
Ryn: o__o
Mum: Are you sure you don't want to see a doctor?
Ryn: Yes, I'm sure. It itches though.
Mum: So do you you want to see a doctor??
Ryn: For the tenth time today, no.
And if you thought it couldn't get any better:
Jason: I bet you're too stressed for SPM, that's why your face looks like "zurg".
Ryn: ..Sure. We'll go with that.
Jason: Or maybe it's because you watch porn and your face can't take it and..
Ryn: Okay, you may shut up now.
See? I'm feeling the love. Full time.
Oh. By the way, do you want to see my red face?
Well.
YOU CAN'T.
Flying Crab Cakes.
Monday, September 24, 2007 at 19:50
So I went to the Curve on Saturday. It was like stepping into a whole new world.
Woo.
Okay, I lied.
We ate at "The Apartment", which I presumed was high class or the price will drop my eye balls or something. The food was not bad. Steak sandwich and chocolate mousse. Yum. Especially the fact that Ms. Thrifty here saved half of her money. And is really beaming proud of it. Other than that, it was just pool (Been there, done that. Boring.), walking around, finding a pair of spectacles for Hsien Ming, failing to find one and ...more walking.
Did I mention how great lamp posts are?
It wasn't as bad as I thought. Yup.
And then on the next day, after dying of exhaustion from shopping the whole day, my dad suddenly felt like eating crabs for dinner.
"Why?"
"Because we're celebrating."
"Celebrating what?"
"The fact that Jason burst his pimple on his nose."
"Uh.. okay."
So there it was.
A plate of crabs.
It was so delicious.
It really was.
Seriously.
Until it gave me a rash the next day.
I looked like a piece of red cookie for a day. And it's so god damn itchy.
And if it made you feel better because I ripped your shell off like some naked crab, I spilled hot water on my foot while bringing up my herbal medicine.
Thanks a lot, crab. Try laughing your heart out while exploring Crab Heaven.. shell-less.
Happy be-lated Mooncake Festival, everyone.
P/S: Thanks auntie, for refering me to "another" Gwen Stefani or as Jason's sister. You're probably the tenth person calling me that. Geez.
Tips. Tips. Cookies. Tips.
Thursday, September 13, 2007 at 20:24
It has been the hottest topic for all SPM students.
Everyone jumps for joy when they hear about it.
Ridiculous, but true.
That's right.
It's the tips for the JPS paper.
Or, answers.
Well, I think it did help me like, what. 10%?
Because I get the information, study till 2AM just to squeeze my brains to pulp just to think of a 1 mark answer.
Wow. That's nice, real nice.
What a waste of time.
Thank you, you Jabatan Pendidikan whatever you call yourself.
And before I forget, three cheers to Mrs. Chong. You people in Physics Wednesday tuition should know why. Hopefully, your sacrifice will pay off if I do not screw up tomorrow's paper. And get at least a 60% :D
P/S: You owe me big time Sachin Nesan, Soo Teng Han. Hmph.
I rate you E.L.
Wednesday, September 12, 2007 at 14:19
Fuck.
Exams.
I.
Screwed.
Chemistry.
Real.
BAD.
Can someone just take a piece of banana and beat me up right now?
It's pissing me off.
Ugh.
I am officially rating exams
"Extra. Lame."
Not cool people, not cool.
Oh, and did I mention how dead I was for Chemistry?
Get it right.
Sunday, September 9, 2007 at 12:03
Trials?
Phew. It went well.
For the first week.
Thank God for my BM tuition teacher who taught me to write in godlike speed, I can finish the exams quite well. Like 45 minutes before time is up?
Godlike, I tell you.
And not leave a blank anywhere. For now.
Oh please don't curse me, It's bad enough that I answered so many wrongly.
I am also naming my brand new laptop (which is not mine) Lexy, because you are one sexy laptop.
Which has 2 Gig RAM for me to play Starcraft 2 in next year.
Oh yes babe.
Colours of my life.
Saturday, September 1, 2007 at 13:51
ミラーが映し出す幻を気にしながら
The mirror reflects the illusions in my soul
いつの間にか速度上げてるのさ
And before I’m aware of it, I’m quickly lifted
どこへ行ってもいいと言われると
Where can we go and can we break apart?
半端な願望には標識も全部灰色だ
The sign of my incomplete wish is entirely gray
炎の揺らめき 今宵も夢を描く
Flickering flames paint my dreams tonight
あなたの筆先 渇いていませんか
Your brush isn’t dried up yet?
青い空が見えぬなら青い傘広げて
You’ll be able to see the blue sky if you open up your blue umbrella
いいじゃないか キャンバスは君のもの
Is that not good enough? The canvas is yours
白い旗はあきらめた時にだけかざすの
I’ll surrender to time and hold the white flag overhead
今は真っ赤に 誘う闘牛士のように
Now I’m like a matador, enticing you with crimson
カラーも色褪せる蛍光灯の下
Color after color fades under the flourescent lights
白黒のチェスボードの上で君に出会った
I met you on the black and white chessboard
僕らは一時 迷いながら寄り添って
When I lost my way that time, I leaned close to you
あれから一月 憶えていますか
Ever since that month, I’ve wondered if you even remember it
オレンジ色の夕日を隣で見てるだけで
Simply watching the orange color of the setting sun with you made me happy
よかったのにな 口は災いの元
Your mouth was the origin of catastrophe
黒い服は死者に祈る時にだけ着るの
Black clothes are only worn when praying for the deceased
わざと真っ赤に残したルージュの痕
Crimson is intentionally left behind by the mark of rouge
もう自分には夢の無い絵しか描けないと言うなら
You say that there are no more dreams to paint within myself
塗り潰してよ キャンバスを何度でも
But how many times must I fill this canvas?
白い旗はあきらめた時にだけかざすの
I’ll surrender to time and hold the white flag overhead
今の私はあなたの知らない色
Now I am the color that you do not know
Utada Hikaru - COLORS
cherryblossomgarden
Get a life.
12:43
Here is to the wealthy and posh who thinks that they are so damn rich, they could buy popularity.
Here is to the classmates who thinks that they are such a smartass, they could criticise other people's ways.
Here is to the teachers who always without fail, hunts down bad haircuts and nails but is too afraid to stop gangsterism in school.
Here is to the students who thinks that popularity is essential to become the Prom King and Queen and prom means everything in this world.
Here is to the bitches who puts tonnes of makeup, camwhores and does not know the phrase "Beauty is skin deep".
Here is to the people who ditched their old friends, just to get to the popularity side, even if they have to backstab them.
Here is to the losers who claims that winning is everything to them.
Here is to everyone who thinks that they are so great, they can do anything they want anytime, anywhere.
Seriously.
