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2007-06-09T02:11:00.000-07:00

Shoot myself to love you.
If I loved myself I'd be shooting you.

2007-06-08T20:23:00.000-07:00

Movies. Well, it was '200 Pound Beauty' first. Shan's birthday. Elder sister came over with her knight in ~~shining armor~~ somewhat Mercedes. And, next 'Slither' with bestie. Sleepover. (Can be considered as, I guess.) Overall's a shattering day, especially with Shan's shotgun celebration. With constant shopping to do. It made everything seemed like a rat race. God.

2007-06-07T00:33:00.000-07:00

Eye infection. I love it. It would be hard to decipher as it would be a matter of ineffable mental issue. And still, more to come.

Don't try to impress everyone, 'cause it'll never work.

2007-05-28T20:02:00.000-07:00

And so, this was what took place on Friday.

(Copied and pasted.)

I met this super uncivilised+disgusting typical Singaporean ytd. we were in the train, and the train was goddamn packed luh. then apparently she has no pole or whatevr to hold on to, then there's like 5?6? people (me,jb and other anonymous guys) holding onto this pole in the middle of the train, and she just 'came' in and push one of the guy aside, and held onto the pole. Mind you she's not old okay. probably 40+? Wear HOTpink shirt lehsxz. So i thought she's gonna alight at the next stop, but she didn't. she alight a few stops later. Leaving the poor guy(who was being pushed away by her) standing without any support to hold on to. Wtfffff! I mean.. she's like totally rude okay? how can you just brush someone aside for the sake of yourself. then i kept cursing her, don't know if she heard, i think she did, but well who cares. Yuck.

Yes, so majorly true. Did I mention that I love my bestfriend? And, right, I should proclaim how blessed I am to have a bestfriend. So very true that she's so amazingly nice. Thanks for all the love and abundant care.

2007-05-22T23:31:00.000-07:00

Man, Burkina Faso.

For many men in West Africa, scarring is a form of tribal initiation and a sign of bravery. Done with razor blades, the painful process starts at puberty and continues into adulthood. Each tribe has distinctive tattoo designs; this man's markings indicate his village and his clan and include black magic symbols to keep away evil spirits.

Muko with neck rings.

Beautiful, isn't she?

~ Source

The internet keeps me from decomposing all day. Much loved.

2007-05-22T01:10:00.000-07:00

Well, I'll come straight to the point. --I dislike certain of my friends. (Quote: Certain) Especially those who tend to appear to be snobbish. C'mon, whore about me. Like I would give a damn. And, by right, everyone who matters are doing just that. I know this is not a good mental association for me to make. But, I can't deceive myself when the truth is right before my eyes.

My heart got yanked out for a moment.

2007-05-20T17:19:00.000-07:00

I need to start to be myself.
'Cause I'm sick of everybody else.

Throw it away.
Forget yesterday.
We'll make the great escape.
We won't hear a word they say.
They don't know us anyway.
Watch it burn.
Let it die.
'Cause we are finally free tonight.
All of the wasted time.
The hours that were left behind.
The answers that we'll never find.
They don't mean a thing tonight.

2007-05-19T22:41:00.000-07:00

Off-Centre was awesome. Plot seemed surreal to me. But the characters totally brought the story alive.

Stein and Broc picked me up and we headed home.

2007-05-18T15:47:00.000-07:00

Omg. Guess what. My fucken alarm did not ring/I didn't hear it sound. And, in the end, I woke up and find myself all puzzled looking at the clock which says, "Hello, it's 7:45AM now, you're late, forget it." Ftw. I was really mad at myself for not being able to attend school. 'Cause initially, I never intend to miss school. Right, so I went back sleep.

Off-Centre play at Esplanade. Spasms, spasms. Whoo-hoo.

2007-05-17T19:33:00.000-07:00

Ugh. Broc made an intrusion into my Friendster account. He's nuts. Ten fold.

2007-05-16T23:33:00.000-07:00

This is so cliche. Apparently, whatever we do. The words which come right from our mouth. Our belief. Our appearance, which represents who we really are. Are often misjudged by people.

Especially there are, the ones who possess mutiple barbaric cells which are bound to ruin the lives of another by spreading unnecessary filth to others. Which result them to whore so much to the world about that particular person. Oh well, life is all about choices. You chose to cause misery in others, you'll get yours someday. Even better.

Everything's starting to fall back once again. Life's starting to feel all worthless all of a sudden. Oh god. Can't believe I just said that. So insignificant.

2007-05-15T20:45:00.000-07:00

Art was a blast yesterday. Totally. I had to paint the whole paper black first and wait for it to dry before I can draw. And so, I painted for like 40 minutes. And waited for 30 minutes. I was somehow idling. Watching everyone doing their work intently. I was fidgeting too much that Jin Wan kept on turning back. And, I could tell she wanted to laugh out loud. But she couldn't. Oh god. After drying my totally black piece of paper, I started working on it. When I finished, there was still time before the Art exam ended. And so, teacher called me to the front and we talked, joked.

When Art exam ended, headed to Pizzahut. Oh god. Pizzahut is heaven. Next, headed to town with Stein, Manfred and Cleon (Beat-boxer). 'Cause Manfred wanted to look at pretty girls. Duh. And, Cleon was damn hip-hopxsz manzsx. It was hell boring. The funniest thing was, Stein heard something. He told me, he heard, that my septum ball-bearing dropped once again. But, in fact it didn't. And so, I faked as if I dropped it. And, we were all searching for my ball-bearing. (Which, in fact didn't drop at all.) Right, and they all looked damn retarded. 'Cause they were all searching like some idiots. And, after they knew that they got pranked. They left me alone. But, I was still laughing. Had lunch. Had fun. Headed back.

Oh god. Kenzi is ill. I hope she's alright. Kenzi, get well soon. And, we'll go out together soon.

Exams are officially over. Oh god, finally. Finally. Ugh.

4:22 PM

Okay, here I am typing some nonsense once again. 'Cause why. I feel dreadful. Dejected. (Pouts) I'm slugglishly dragging my feet across any floor tile I can get, to get to the kitchen. My head feels as if it's infested with maggots. And, there you go. You can imagine maggots oozing out of my head. And, yes. My stomach's bloated with mutated butterflies which feels as if, they're scraping off my intestinal walls. And, siping my digestive juices. Making me feel all dehydrated, from inside out. I need 911. Seriously. Oh, fuck. Not 911, it's 995. See, something's amiss. Taking medication is like suicide. I detest the taste of chemicals, and chemicals, and self-created liquid. Ew. I can feel the phlegm underneath my skin. Oh god. Fuck it, will you. It irks me to the brink.

My chinese is obviously degrading and suckish. And, I'm not trying to say, I'm all westernized. By typing in such way. I seriously hate chinese. Okay, forget it. Doesn't makes any sense, since I'm chinese.

I'd feel better if Stein were here. Or maybe Anthea's humour cells would probably scare off the legion of germs under my skin.

I just realised, that I have to get up early for school tomorrow. The thought of going to school, waking up at the peak of the horizon, just totally turns me off. Ugh. I need to get some 'Yay-school's-tomorrow-I-can't-wait' vibes to be injected right into me.

2007-05-13T23:59:00.000-07:00

Anthea, you're the greatest. Oh god. I can't believe you can stand my paranoia. My stupidity. My nonsense. My all. You're always here. Like you always mean it. You listen to all my shits. And, always try to find a remedy to all my anxieties. Ugh. You are too nice. Too nice. Omg. You made my day. Never fail to make me laugh. I'm thankful, so much more thankful for having you around me. Always. I love you, Saint.

I thought I couldn't get through it this time. But, oh god, Anthea was there to pull me through. Okay, I have to, have to, really finish my art by morning. Or rather in the early afternoons. So that, I can go crazy with Stein. But, wait, he has Biology/Chemistry on Monday right? Ugh. Studies come first. Stein must study. Stein must, must study. Stein must, must, must study! I need to motivate him to study. Aha, maybe a knife will do. Nah. No way. Never!

You can't blame a person for another's change.

2:31 AM

8 o' clock. How early. And Stein was already waiting below my house. That's so nice of him. But, duh, once again. I didn't sleep the whole damn night/morning yesterday. I was half doing my art as well as using the computer. And, till now, I'm still working on it. I'm lazy. I'm sleepy. I'm whining. I'm tired. I've got huge eyebags. I'm almost a zombie. Just, quite almost. Oh god. Oh god. Last paper. Last, last paper. I'd better put up with the three hours.

I recalled something funny today. Here goes: I was doing my preparatory work. Stein walked over and looked at me in the face, and all of a sudden, a ball-like thingy dropped from my nose. And, onto the floor. And both Stein and I got freaked out. So freaked out that, he jumped. I think. Then, we realised it was the ball-bearing from my septum barbell. Oh god. And we couldn't stop laughing. It isn't funny at all, now that I've posted it, in such way. Oh well. I know, I know.

Stein and I are turning into vampires. We sleep in the morning and hang out at night. But it just isn't a good thing at all. Lack of sleep at night will only increase the ageing process.

2007-05-12T17:29:00.000-07:00

I can't believe Art exam is in two days time. Right, okay, maybe one day. Damn. I really, really, have to finish everything up by Sunday, or I'm done for. Oh god. Oh god. And, I hope the others are doing fine with their Art. It's a real fuss. And, oh mother-god, I missed the art enrichment on Thursday. I missed the last time seeing Miss Shirin. Ugh, I deserve a stab. She's the best Art teacher. I hope Miss Shirin gets posted back to our school. I'll miss her badly. Art is no fun, without her.

Met Stein. And did I mention that, I miss Anthea right now. Ugh, I do. Oh, and Anthea, Beavis lost his mouse. Omg. I can't find it.

And rats, my hamster made an escape. Ranaway from home. Stein manage to catch it yesterday, and put it back into its cage once again. But, oh well, it ran away again. It needs a handcuff badly.

2007-05-11T16:44:00.000-07:00

I haven't been to school like since yesterday till today. I'm so bummed. Missed two somehow major subject exams to me. Math and Chemistry. I hate Chemistry. But I'm happy for a reason though. Though I'm still wondering why. Last paper, Art. Oh god. Preparatory work so not done. I can't miss it this time. I seem to have grown an interest in studying. It just feels weird.

It's Mother's Day on Sunday. Right, so like, I haven't bought any gift for her. I'm bad. I know, I know. But, afterall, my mom has been really nice to me. Providing me with all my needs. Where can I find such a wonderful mom like her. Right, though at times she can be quite an ass. And that's when I seriously hate it. But I still love an ass like her.

Bestfriend, I hope you're okay. I'm sorry. It's been really hard for me to pull through these few days.

Loving you is a fool to my soul.

2007-05-09T01:55:00.000-07:00

Stayed up all night yesterday. Just to watch tv and study. All the way till morning. Like so cool. Not. And, just went straight to school. I guess tv would be my only motivation. Biology yesterday. I guess I've messed it all up. Fell asleep in the middle of the paper for no reason. But I managed to finish before time. Math later. Omg. I hate Math. Math equals to faeces. I feel so green now. I think I'm sick. I'm feeling so terrible right now. I hope Stein goes for Math later. Ugh. And, Beavis is lagging like hell.