it's 2:34...i'm feeling drowsy.

today was far more eventful than i thought...i thought i'd just rot in my bed but i figured i may get bad karma so i forced myself awake at 11.56, almost 3 hours of snoozing before i finally sprung into my senses.

My motivation: my hell of a scary mummy who may come home anytime from the market.

yes i know, at this age, i shouldn't be scared but it's always been in my imagination that she'll forever be ready with a cane somewhere waiting to jump at me when i screw up.

So anyways, i woke up, brushed my teeth and paced around the house to think of something to do (studies at the back of my head, never in front). i walked to the kitchen to find NOTHING to eat. what a great start. okay, maybe i'll go find something to drink (studying still not in my agenda).

Oh, i found Dutch Lady Chocolate milk! YAYness~ grabbed one packet and sat down on the sofa. as i sucked at the straw i was starring into space. studying still very much not in the picture.

then i spent a good few minutes contemplating what to do. should i watch tv? no. should i go online? no. should i prepare for tuition? no, too early. okay pretty much nothing i can except for STUDYING. great. perfect. so for the rest of the week i'm gonna wake up every morning going through the same routine.

Just as i thought i'm this near to mental decomposition, my "annoymous" friend made me feel a hell lot better. she say cannot name her so i should not to maintain her honour. LOL. anyways, you know what she said before she hung up the phone??

something uber ultra hilarious.

we were exchanging details of our mundane life when she told me what a gross person she had been these past few days instead of studying cus she actually did nothing but listened to the radio for like the longest time in her life (Okay a bit exagerated cus i can't rem how long...just VERY long) while staring into space. okay, this is not the grossest part. the GROSSEST of all should be her REALIZATION of how unproductive she was.

you think this is very normal right? what is abnormal is what she decided to do to be more "productive". i won't ask you to guess cus you will not only NEVER EVER get it right, you will also have problems coming to terms with it.

SHE FREAKING WENT TO PLUCK HER LEG HAIR STRAND BY STRAND.

very original.

Anyways, that was not the highlight of my day though i could laugh myself to sleep for eternity at the thought of her sillyness. hahahahaa.

i actually CONTINUED to mug at night till i began blogging..like now. i'm so proud of myself man. i found a new study corner that is SO MUCH MORE conducive. i've been camping at every corner of my house trying to find the RIGHT spot to mug like a rejected kid. Now i found it.

Yeogisor jinja choaheyo!

Oh, and i watched "virgin snow" during my break. hehehehehe! by now, if you have not turned on your speakers, you would've already missed quite a bit of the VERY VERY NICE song from the movie's soundtrack. let's all celebrate the invention of the rewind button....

this is your que, go listen to it!

omfg! it's 3:01am now.

Have you been anticipating pictures?? if you haven't and you're really unimpressed, well, THAT's JUST TOO BAD!! hahaha... i'm still gonna flood you with them anyways! ;D

It's been a "happenning" few weeks for me.

Here's why:

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I miss my dear ol' bestest bestest friend so much i took on the highway to meet her! I'm not using an analogy, we ARE really seperated by a long highway. So i stayed at her place for the night, mugged (i really did), and chilled the night away. it's kinda sad cus this might be the very last time we get to do this: Ton-ing & studying together cus she's graduating soon. our friendship's come a long way, not just cus of the highway....lol.

we rode in her sis' new Suzuki Swift to send her bf home at night. YES our car's the same with the same color!!!! how cool is that???

Then she fetched us to ntuc to get junk so we can survive through the night. i very cleverly did not bring my wallet. luckily jiayi has 10bucks.

but KAO, look at how puny it's value is... we only get to buy these......

i can so picture her buying candies for her kids in 7 years' time. LOL.

I absolutely have nothing to do with this.

"really not me leh..."

"not me either" - yeah riiiiight....

Okay, since i can't get her to admit her repulsive messiness, then we might as well laugh at her obscene and OVERWASHED garfield PJs.

In the morning... Fendi found a reliable and "lay-able" friend in me.

Jiayi, you can just forget about bonding with muffy. you know it will NEVER happen.AP is in our blood. lol.

..And so ended my stay with jiayi LIM.

...and OFF to my house!!!

one day is never enough cus we have a whole universe of catching up to do and tonnes of notes to read...


"don't disturb me please..."

"i'm blogging"

......

let's just cam whore. more productive.

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DAVID TAO's CONCERT!!!

i didn't take pictures of him cus it's quite dumb since i wasn't sitting right in front and i can prolly find them online anyways. all i can say is, he never disappoints. everytime. there's nothing fancy about his costumes, or the stage for that matter...it's just 3 solid hours of pure appreciation of his music and god-given vocals. an absolute blast!

actually, we're not that far.

don't need to dye hair with all that flash.

concert starts at 8 supposedly. what do you do between the wait?

You camwhore.

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A random Thursday in school....

Nobody looks half as pretty as Elaine snoozing in class.

i wonder where huili gets all her cheery energy from.

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PartyWorld outing with Besty, Glyn and guest appearance by calvin who won't be appearing in any of the following pictures. HAHAHA.

Jacky besty with my teddy-bear museum badge. A classic GOOD BOY look can!

he sure melts hearts when he sings man! a lot of girls already fell for tt. luckily me and glyn damn STEADY. HAHAHAHA.

the older we get, the more cliche our poses become.

..and the worse our cam skills.

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yesterday was one of the bestest days ever.

1) it's my last official day of school for the semester

2) i get to see PJ

3) THE BEST PART - thanks to my dearest darling jm, i've got a dream come true!!!

i can't elaborate here cus if too many people read about this (i imagine), they might just be able to guess it right.

Elated as i am... i can't help but feel that all Good things will eventually come to an end. haha. like what if things don't turn out as i expected? i hate the unexpected. ....so much for great expectations, huh? they sometimes turn out just as disastrous. whatever lah, come what may... i know i'm being annoyingly rhetoric. i like =)

Anyways, The first part about good things coming to an end would be my upcoming exams. mugging. exams. mugging. you see, how interesting can it be when i can only think of 2 possible vocab for it.

Oh and i wana tell you all about my really deluded granny. Not the granny living with me, i love this granny. my deluded disgruntled and over-imaginative granny (my daddy's side) is really, REALLY pushing it too far. i know she's old, she needs all the care and attention, but she has serious issues. she keeps complaining and crying over how each and every son is no good and all... don't take care of her, give her money...when my DAD actually pays for everything and my mom always brings her to see doc and stuff. she even like cried in front of the doctor and say how her sons are all useless and uncaring with my mom around. Like what the f-?!

the first thing that comes to mind is that my mom's husband is probably one of those who does that? tsk! she does this EVERYTIME. that is why all her sons and daughters refuse to bring her to the clinic and my mom, the unwilling one (but treats her very well) has to put up with her crap. she absolutely cannot make it lor. howcome other old people don't have such high expectations??? she even like accuse my dad of being "scared" of my mom and say she control my dad too much and don't let my dad talk to her. RIght, that does it. i really cannot understand. is she suffering from some kinda illness??? i bet lor.

the truth is everyone in the family is good to her, whether or not they can make it as persons doesn't matter...but as sons and daughters i think they're good enough. but everything seem to boil down to MONEY in her eyes. never give her money means BAD CHILDREN. since when are family relations reduced to monetary terms?! and the only people responsible for the children drifting further and further is my grandparents themselves.

Firstly, my grandpa is a total trash... i have absolutely zero respect for him. i'm sorry but since when do trash command respect? okay, maybe the only reason that makes him worth the respect is maybe how he single-handedly ruined my dad's (and all his other sons') future. and that was how my dad had to depend on himself to rise from the dirt my grandpa forced him in. You think i'm rude? i don't regret that and i won't blame you cus you have no idea what crap he did and what he has become even at this old age. You know why i hate my chinese name so much?? cus he freaking gave it to me. So don't ever tell me it sounds nice. I know i can always change it but because i love my dad and i don't want to disappoint him, i'm keeping it.

Then comes my grandma...i really respect her cus when my arse of a grandpa forced my dad to quit school to work so he can use the money to gamble, my grandma refused. my dad is brilliant. he could have become somebody really remarkable if not for a lousy parent. but now, i don't know what came over her...all the insecurities and all... is it because as people age they think of themselves as loveless and vulnerable? beats me. but i really don't like what's going on now. My dad is extremely affected by how my grandma hounds him about his other useless siblings and all the false accusations of my mom. She even adopted some kinda "acting" skill where she can force tears almost immediately. how perfect.

just a few nights back she called to complain again and started all her nonsense. i've never EVER heard my dad this angry and frustrated talking to my grandma before. he almost almost burst like an over inflated balloon can. i'm not exagerating. i hate this man. like what else does she want?! give money not enough...show concern not enough....then what?!?!??! we can't be there 24/7 right??? Oh but she don't just want ANYONE, she wants my dad to always always care for her. hello, my dad needs to work if not where does all the money come from??

the only reason all her children refuse to care for her is because of the way she behaves. nothing is good enough, nobody is ever good enough. her whole heart is full of resentment and hatred towards almost everyone. she don't need attention..she needs a psychiatrist. period.

i can actually still go on about my family but it'll bore you and only frustrates me even more.

anyways, my parents are going Houston for a rig exhibition in 2 weeks. man....i can so anticipate a few weeks of bad food and home delivery. If it's not for my exams, i'd be flying with them as well...SHIT! Oh, and i gotta babysit my overgrown baby sister who happens to be not very appreciative. HAHAHAHAHAAA... just how great is that?

Minnie was traumatized by the ugly fugly old frog

***Vulgarities in content, my apologies***

...and i was so weak.

instead of shouting right back at that son of a ___TAXI driver. man i really wonder what ridden me off my reasoning abilities all of a sudden.

all i could say is, i was too shocked, too traumatised too SUAY. yes SUAY is the exact word for it...for me.

first this Bugger KFC delivery rider ripped the right side cover of my side mirror and didn't bother to stop and check what damage he has caused. i was so absilutely disgusted i stomped all the way to the KFC at anchor point to confront its manager. luckily she was sympathetic and concerned enough. i must be so pissed that i didn't shift my gear properly..causing my SECOND accident.

FUCKED up.

when everything's settled i stomped back to my car and tried to fit the cover back. luckily it DID. then i drove off. i MUST BE SOOOOOOOOO crazily pissed [i emphasize again] because what the fuck, it's a new car, i was clearly not at fault, that hell of a biker had no freaking balancing skills and i'm pretty convinced that he is fucking deluded because he actually thought he could squeeze through that gap between my car and the next.

GUESS what, i think he failed math! i failed my math too but at least my judgement is not skewed.

Anyways, the highlight of my suayness is actually the part where i did that U-turn, and reached the road junction. suddenly i don't know why, maybe some higher power in heaven wanted to punish me for having the luxury of driving to tuition. ok, fuck that. my car suddenly stalled. like hello, it's an auto car...and i have absolutely no idea what went wrong. it just stopped. it STOPPED!@!! i cant move on green but as soon as i realised i cannot move, i turned on my hazard lights.

of course i panicked!!!!!!! i'm not trained to handle vehicle crisis okay! and how the heck am i supposed to anticipate that my car will suddenly decide to die on me. i was anxiously trying every possible way to restart my car when that fucking taxi crashed into me like machiam my car ass got magnet.

Mind you:

firstly, i did not jam break.
secondly, he could've noticed that something is wrong with my car
thirdly, he must be freaking color-blind to not have noticed my hazard lights.

Finally, HE FUCKING DEMANDED ME TO COMPENSATE HIM WHEN HE OBVIOUSLY CRASHED INTO ME AND SCOLDED ME NON STOP.

one thing i really gotta admit. i was really, totally, inexcusably WEAK. i was quite shocked and disgusted by myself too. i didn't see that coming. instead of fighting back i just sat in my car dumbstruck and let him scold. you must be wondering why. HELL, i myself cannot understand too. i guess i was just simply TRAUMATIZED. i know i shouldn't be but i am.

of cus i didn't pay him a cent. i said i have no money....my god, i just feel like slapping myself a billion times everytime i think about it. like it's the silliest thing to say. and i was so frustrated i cried. i was crying because i felt helpless, and also because i didn't expect myself to be so weak and SUAY...but it sorta worked cus the damned taxi uncle backed off when he saw me cracking up. HAHA.

anyways, just so you know, i wasn't proud of it. and as if it's not frustrating enough, my car was able to start as soon as the taxi left. FUCKED UP to the core.

so i called my dad, crying like a mad woman.....i've never cried that hard for awhile....and sobbing over sad movies don't count. then i needed to talk to someone so badly because i don't know what came over me i totally felt like a huge failure and disappointment first time in 21 years. omg.

and i tried calling people. luckily boy jm was there. i think i kinda freaked him out cus i was still quite unstable, and yes, still crying away....i must have sounded really impossible but i couldn't help it. thanks boy jm, i really appreciated it. i felt calmer afterwards.

then when i reached thompson plaza i called jiayi while waiting for my dad. i stopped crying at first but when i heard her voice i sort of cracked up again. how embarrassing, but i figured i've done more embarrasing things in front of her so it's okay.

all i can say is...it was a fucking cocked-up day. luckily i TOOK DOWN his carplate number. the only correct move i made. heh heh heh. my dad helped me lodge a complaint to c*mfort about that asshole cabby. he sort of blew it up a bit saying "my daughter was so distraught and extremely traumatized by the taxi driver that she's crying non stop....", nice one daddy. =D that F*king cabby should be so lucky my dad wasn't there with me cus he could've flattened his nose or something.

at the end of the day, i learnt my lesson: i better force myself to be stronger...if not i'd better find a boyfriend...what to do, i'm so weak. LOL.

that was a joke.

Minnie sips brocolli broth in weddingbells cottage

Wedding dinner @ Grand Copthorne Hotel

cam whoring in the car part One:

"when the car is motionless"

Cam whoring in the car part Two:

"When the car moves..."

Don't this just looks like Graduation night?

My favourite cousins: Caiying, ziying, fefe, me, georgia

This definitely looks like Grad night...

My Favourite boy-cousins: Kanny & Roger (His friggin outfit is from BOSS and it costs a friggin 500bucks just for the frigging top with tie. wth~)


Both fefe and my dress costs a total of less than 100 bucks....like can you tell? LOL.

The gorgeous, camera-friendly Georgia and my ever awkward sister

My beloved mommy who just looks like one of us

Now this is interesting. While the couple cuts their cake the curtains behind them just opened up slowly revealing a very magnificent fairytale garden behind the glass. It's pretty awesome for a conventional weddingdinner.

An awfully long post

Share my JOY. i just completed a book. Before you start rolling your eyes, lemme first impress this fact upon you, which i'm not exactly proud of: I've NEVER really completed any books (including my A'levels Lit Texts, thanks to the wonderful existence of Sparknotes & PinkMonkey), well, except for "a walk to remember" and "pearl habour". Oh, and please just forget about all the random books i supposedly told you i was reading because i don't even know where to find them now. Must have collected too much dust for me to even recognise.

This Book, there's just something about the story....and i could go on forever. The point is, what a great book was that for me...ME, a sucker-reader to have finished it in what i reckon a record period of 2 weeks? FYI, it took me like, what, 3 years to finish Jude the Obscure? and i'm sorry to say, i didn't complete it after all. my bad...and it still confuses me how i got a B for lit. if there's any remotely good reason, it has to be the art of crapping.Quality crap, that is. =D

"This Heart of Mine". not a book for the iron-hearted; a perfect get-away for the romantics and sissies. Haha. I'll be passing it to my FAVOURITE jm soon. I hope she finds "Dedication" a decent read, because i lost interest in it as quickly as i made up my mind paying for it.

Was i bored? maybe. i think i was more like looking for a romantic escapism (if there's ever a term for it). Don't all single young women at this age do? i like being honest. =) a little revelation of honesty won't hurt...once in awhile. For the first time, i felt good, consoled and glad after reading something. I'd love to maintain it as my hobby, but only if i find the right books.

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There's this list of things i gotta do. Firstly, i'm gonna try to draft a nicer resume for my internship applications. I hate this. Everytime i think about it it forces me to think about my future. I think a lot people misinterprete me. I don't deny that i already and most certainly have a job waiting for me once i graduate, but it's not what i want. i want to do something i want to do. i hope this explains it.

This is why, i need a resume. I want to be good at something and earn myself credit for what i enjoy doing. Of course it's the easiest way out to work for my dad, like who don't want easy money? Sure as hell i do, but i also want to prove a point. Only if i really cannot make it, only if i know i've tried.....My point is...i'm gonna go perfect my resume later and send it out. Hopefully i can get it, and hopefully the kids' mom will allow me to change tuition from twice a week to once for the coming months.

Minnie plants an apple seed in the soil, watered it and laid on a beach bench under a giant umbrella

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I have an unpublished picture post. Nothing pornographic so snap out of your filthy lil' mind! i have a string of pics to show you all. Random nothings, but i figured pictures don't just speak a thousand words, they're simply far more interesting than my writing. BUT, you know why you don't see them yet? that's cus (like you don't already know) blogger has quite an inadequate capacity in fascilitating extensive picture uploads. i really don't see the challenge when i already painstakingly resized each and every of the 40plus pictures.

Okay, till i overcome the annoyance, i may actually go about uploading them for your amusement. cus some pics are really amusing. =D so stay tuned.

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I just had a wedding dinner on Saturday. I love going to wedding dinners. Not because of the food, the location, or that i get to dress up...but because i can take note of what i don't want for my own wedding. HAHA. oh yes, i think far.

i don't want people popping poppers at my ears or spray party ribbons on my perfect hair or even throw rose petals on my face. dumb things. i don't want cliche round tables and 7 course meals with sharksfin soup. i don't want lousy MCs....and i cannot emphasize more on how much i cannot stand the "yum-seng" part.

I want: long tables, everything snow white, champaign colored roses generously lining the golden carpet, a life band on the stage....i want my best friend to propose a toast, my dad to give a speech, i want to share a dance with my other half while the band plays "the way you look tonight" by Tony Bennett.....

Oh how i wish this selfish wish of mine won't be compromised. haha~

Minnie hugs her bunny plushy and waltz around the room

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Finally, i met Plain John (PJ), and shook his hand. =DDDDDD He's about as plain as pancake and maybe your Pajamas. =DDDDDD There's just something about his plain-ness that keeps me smiley all day. Something's telling me i shouldn't be too hopeful. But at least for now there's something. An acknowledging smile, a polite greeting, a subtle wave....that's quite enough.

Minnie reaches for a branch and waved it like a magic wand. Too bad, it broke.

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