Epitome of Randomness

Hooverphonic

2008-12-22T06:43:00.000-08:00

Did you have any unread text messages when you woke up?

Yep

Whats your relationship with the person you last texted?
Best friends *squeals*
What are your plans for today?
Go out with my girlfriends and do my utmost to camwhore (not my habit you see)
Where was your default picture taken?
Where? Somewhere in Cityhall... Yeah.. Cityhall
Are you in a relationship, single, complicated, married, or engaged?
swinging single babe~
Have you ever had your heart broken?
Yeah
Do you wish someone would call you right now?
Not really
Do you find piercings attractive on the opposite sex?
Depends on his appearance and character
Could you go the rest of your life without smoking a cigarette?
Smoking is disgusting
Name something you dislike about the day you're having?
My pimply face and being told to play hard to get
Is there anybody you're really disappointed in right now?
Nope
Do you miss someone?
Of course!
Are you currently drifting away from someone close?
Yes
What/who is something that can always make you laugh?
My girlfriends, my family and my dog (what a goody good answer XP)
What were you doing at 10am this morning?
Walking around Bugis
Do you plan on moving within the next year?
Moving house? No.. (that's what the question means right?)
Are you wearing anything on your feet?
My detachable toes XDDD
What are you looking forward to in the next 3 months?
Christmas.. First day of school (?) Meeting up with my girlfriends
What is your favourite video game?
Tenchu and Dynasty Warriors I suppose.. The Way of The Samurai 2
Do you play games on your cell phone?
My cellphone has no games
If someone doesn't like you its probably because:
I'm too tall, too direct, too nice, too rude, too pretty, too ugly or too weird.. most likely weird XD
When was your last encounter with the police?
I've never met any before
Do you hate the last person you kissed?
-_-
Will this weekend be a good one?
Oh definitely
How do you think you look right now?
I look pretty darn good actually XD oh.. should add in 'too arrogant' for the question about why people should hate me
Has anyone ever given you roses?
I get lilies, I like lililes
How do you pronounce your name?
Read my lips, idiot
What do you spend most of your money on?
Food, money, transport, cosmetics (should add in 'too vain' as well)
Have you ever worn the opposite sex's clothing?
Sure, why not?
Do you care if your girlfriend/boyfriend smokes?
If he smells then yes
Plans for today/tonight?
The day's over.. I'm going to sleep tonight~
Why did you hug/kiss the last person you hugged or kissed?
She's my sister! She's 7! She demands hugs!
What are you doing tomorrow?
Tomorrow..? Buy books
Which girl do you trust most?
my girlfriends :)
Do you think you're wasting your time on the person you like?
The person I like..? o_o I think Robert Pattison is good-looking
Can you fill this out without lying?
Sure
What's the last thing you put in your mouth?
Ice-cream
What are you doing now?
Blogging, breathing, thinking secret thoughts to myself (lol)
Do you believe exes can be friends?
Of course
Who was the last person you took a picture with?
Hazel and Camelia! We didn't take individual shots very much.. it's more like.. bad camera handling..
what were you doing at 12:00 last night?
Thinking of the disturbing episode I watched the night before
Was yesterday better than today?
Yesterday was boring. Today was so not
What are you listening to?
"Get your tickets from Sistic now"
Is anything bothering you right now?
Yeah
What plans do you have for tomorrow?
Buying books
What is more important in relationships, happiness or trust?
With trust, you get happiness I think
What's the very first thing you do when you wake up?
Daydream or read a book
Do you even know how to do the laundry?
Yes
When's the last time you had a headache?
I can't remember!
Do you like reading?
D'oh! *smacks face*
What are you hoping to get this Christmas?
Laptop~
Do you ever think about stuff and start crying?
I'm not a natural born actress nor am I one who is prone to moodswings
What did you do yesterday?
Eat, read, sleep
Have you ever regretted anything?
Alas, yes
What did you do Monday?
Today's monday! Go to Camelia's blog and you'll find out
Are you happy with the way things are going?
No. But by hook or by crook I bloody will make things better
In the past week, have you cried?
Hm... I think I did
Who is your favorite person to talk to when you’re down?
My dog, she doesn't reprimand me, she doesn't judge me (in fact she doesn't understand a word at all I wager) but she loves me and shows it, that's enough
what woke you up this morning?
My alarm clock
Where did you go in a car last?
From Orchard to Home
Did anyone break up with you in the last 5 days?
.... Go get me a hot guy and I'll teach you how to lose a guy in five days
Are you open about your feelings or closed off?
A question I shall not answer
Think of the person you told "I love you" last, did you mean it?
I love my family
Is it okay if you kiss people when you're single?
It's a free country~
Would you kiss someone to make your bf/gf mad?
If he did that to me, I'll do that to him too.. I'LL KISS A BLOODY HUNK IN FRONT OF HIS SORRY EYES! HA!
Describe your mood?
Insane. Mad. Sleepy. Bored. Random
Should you be doing something else right now?
Sleeping~
Are you mean?
Yes
do you care if people hate you?
I don't. They don't mean a whit to me.. UNLESS I LIKE THEM
Are you different now than you were a year ago?
Yep
Would you ever live with anyone on your top friends?
Why not? As long as our relationship is platonic

took it off Caszella's bog.. think of it as a mini interview with me

pretty woman walking down the street

2008-12-22T06:06:00.000-08:00

Alright, I think I'll simply cut short this christmas entry.. my blogging ways will be on hiatus UNTIL the 2nd of Jan (next Friday). I had an awesome day, can't wait for our next meeting. We're probably going to play dress up or a cosplay of a sort. Hopefully Fiona can be contacted by then so that the NightmareFlower Image Consultant Pte Ltd. can doll her up.

Look what we did to Hazel! I may have smudged her but she ended up looking pretty fine okay! I smudged mine too and I got this awesome smokey eye effect!

However my mum was pretty.. naggy about my putting on makeup (yes, I know it's surprising). Something like:

M: Is that eyeshadow?
LN: No, it's eyeliner..
M: What's the difference?
LN: Well you see-
M: Why did you put it on? You look better without it *naggy*
LN: I took it off earlier on mum, mine wasn't very thick compared to most people's *thinks of Camelia's*
M:Is that foundation?
LN: *lies* er no..
M: You sure? Your skin looks very smooth all of a sudden
LN: *thinks of her new $32 mineral foundation* Haha..
M: You shouldn't put on makeup.. it's not good for your skin.. do you have any boyfriends?
LN: HUH?
M: If you do, must play hard-to-get okay, like your jie jie.. don't be like me
LN: -_- *wonders whether she should be flattered or pissed* oh okay..

After that, I rushed to the toilet to reapply foundation! I realised that it did look as if I slapped on some powder but after I redid it, I looked so much better.. Had pepper lunch.. weee

I also saw Ms Valerie Koh! I was at the cosmetics section at Takashimya (bored because my sister wanted to get new skincare -_-). Was talking to my mum until I turned around and saw her. I suddenly found Clarins abnormally interesting and walked towards it, then I made sure she wasn't near me at all.. I wonder how she'd feel if stc students use expensive cosmetics (I don't use branded stuff)

7 days of X'mas- day 1

2008-12-19T00:47:00.001-08:00

I finally went onto msn today and Sophia informed me that she tagged me in her livejournal which apparently means that I've got to do some sort of task. I'll have to make 8 posts within the next 8 days. Within each post, I have to say whatever made me happy that day. However, I twisted it a bit, in conjunction with Christmas being next week, I decided to turn it into the seven days of Christmas with icon-matching blog posts and less sarcasm and rudeness. Not bad, eh?

So today, I spent the whole day with my iPod, eating with my iPod, watching tv with my iPod, using the computer with my iPod...Needless to say, I've fallen in love all over again with it. Somehow, listening to music is my form of escapism. I get to leave this world and experience puppy love, inexhaustible energy, nerve-wrecking hatred and the pains of a broken heart.

Of course, not all my songs are of that quality, some are about relaxing (a.k.a wasting time), killing, clubbing and er.. kissing girls and liking it.. So yeah, that's the best thing about today: Listening to music, wasting time.

Now you might find this colourful text thing highly annoying and random but it's actually according to Kylie's eyeshadow *refer to the icon* her makeup is whooping

Chinese Democracy?

2008-12-18T00:21:00.000-08:00

I've been surfing the web for all new artists or albums today. I've found a few which I really like. Due to my growing passion for rock and metal, most of it was from that genre. Apart from that, I found Seal's new album Soul very charming and my gosh, I'm jealous of Heidi Klum, he's got this great voice which he uses well with skill and emotion..

I also went online shopping, I didn't buy anything, I just stared at the screen and drooled all over the keyboards (did you know that the keyboard is dirtier than your toilet seat?), I'm nursing a new fetish for all things retro! Especially dresses, I rediscovered my love for dresses and tights, thanks to HK. Despite not really enjoying my trip, I miss the weather!

Anyways, now back to business, is anyone familiar with the author of Rich Dad, Poor Dad? I started reading the book and am now brimming with oh so unoriginal ideas! According to Robert Kiyosaki, there are two kinds of incomes, one is the type in which you've got to work for it (lawyer, teacher) and the other is a passive type. Out of the two, the preferable one would be passive of course, but it's expensive to have one. I'm thinking of working after the O Levels to finance my education as well as putting my business plan to work! Or rather, taking the big step forward: Saving money.

As most of you may know, saving money is a pain the ass. It takes enormous amounts of willpower just to resist buying anything, especially something really tantalizing.. for an instance, ice-cream on a hot day.

Then again, it takes a lot to stop being a smoker, alcoholic, sex-addict, druggie and other ~~disgusting~~ habits. Should I remove the word disgusting? I highly doubt any of you actually do any of them, first off, you're all under-aged.. secondly, if you did it, I doubt you'll still be in school (tempting yes, but not advisable)

Now here's the important part: CHRISTMAS IS COMING!! And I'm getting the album Nightmare Revisited as a present to myself (after lecturing you guys about saving up, I splurge.. ain't I charming?)

I've bought most of ya'll small, quirky stuff from HK (the most expensive stuff I ever bought, the total cost of all these was higher than that of my CK dress!). I bloody hope you won't reject them, they caused a lot of heartache when I saw the price. Besides, they're cute ;) Anyone wants to guess the price of it in total? You can guess in SGD of course, it'll be more fair. Just guess anyway, I'm bored.

i can do what she can do so much better

2008-12-16T17:10:00.000-08:00

Alright, I'm back from Hong Kong. The trip would've been better and I don't really want to be a whiner at this post but the fault lies with someone who I used to call a father when I was much younger.

Hong Kong has gorgeous weather now (it's winter). It's around 18°C-23°C during the day, at night, it can go as low as 15°C.. basically, it's lovely air-con temperature. Amongst the four seasons, I love Autumn best (in other countries, Autumn is around that temperature) but in terms of fashion, it's winter! Comes from loving black, grey and white I suppose.

I shopped like an alcoholic locked in a cellar full of vintage wine. I bought clothes which may not be suitable for Singapore's weather, for an instance, boots. I know. What an idiot.

I also bought one branded (not fake mind you) dress, Calvin Klein, love their clothes to bits but my wallet suffered. I bought most of you souvenirs, couldn't fit in clothes because all the clothes there which are free-size aren't cheap or they're fake (note: not good material) so I bought you cutesy stuff instead. And boy, did they burn a hole in my wallet.

All the cutesy stuff I bought costs one Calvin Klein dress! I could've cried. Anyways, the best part of the trip was meeting Yu Qi. It was very fun, we were like talking all about HK, it's weather, the good and the bad. We did things regular teens would do there (before that, I've been acting like some rich brat, arrogantly speaking in ACCENTED english, they give better service that way).

We had dinner in this restaurant, the food wasn't bad but the service was terrible. If that happened in Singapore, the manager would be bombarded by calls, but here the manager could hardly care. The waiters would fling straws at us and if they drop, we've got to get up and walk to the area so as to pick up the bloody things. And those waiters take their orders while shouting and laughing at their friends from the other side. Not to mention the manager asking us weird questions, "What are you doing here?" To shit. -_-; It's a bloomin' restaurant and she's the manager who's asking two girls who were drinking their chocolates what they're doing..

Apart from that, the service is pretty good, especially at the hotel. It was as though they could read our minds, suggesting orders with just enough hesitancy to seem modest and not timid, helping serve us when our amateur chopstick skills get the better of us. That hotel, L'Hotel, was excellent, the rooms were very chic but the bathroom wall which faces the beds was made of transparent glass (look closely at the images). It became a hazardous because there was a bloody male in the room.

Disneyland was a bloody disappointment, it costs $100 SGD to get in and the queues are pretty long, averaging 3-10 minutes per ride (which lasts for maybe 5 minutes plus?). The best ride was the Space Mountain and the It's A Small World attraction. The space mountain is an indoor roller coaster with computer-generated background (which features outer space). I love thrill rides so this was no exception BUT it was very fast, I queued longer than my butt sat on the seat.

It's A Small World is a very touching and beautiful ride, one sits on a boat which floats through various rooms with a variety of themes, we started out in the room which shows the North Pole. Overall really good, can't quite criticize anything. The queue was long but so was the ride. The dolls were sooooo adorable~! But there's a tinge of someone being biased here, there were 2 European rooms compared to the single rooms every other continent received.

When I came back, I threw a huge fit because I was bloody sick of my family at that moment. Not going to elaborate in case mysterious eyes happen to notice this page.

i am not GLOWing with delight

2008-12-10T20:49:00.000-08:00

Yesterday I went for a facial at Tanjong Pagar. I wanted to test out different facials so that next year, my face won't resemble the Himalayas, dry skin, pimples and all. The one which I went for yesterday was an 'organic' one, according to various sources, your face won't look as red as a boiled lobster after the extractions, like bees to honey, I followed their advice.

First of all, I got lost and was pretty pissed about it. When I finally reached, I was sweating. A lot. My shirt was bloody wet. So I coolled off for a while in their toilet and saw an STC teacher, I don't know what's her name but she was there anyway. So I wiped my face with some tissues which I brought along and pretended not to see her (not sure why either.)

After that, I filled in a form then went for the facial. I was supposed to wear this weird, batik-ish sarong-like dress which kept on slipping no matter how tight I make it. After that, the lady (who was very nice) cleansed my face then turned on blinding lights and starting making very interesting remarks about my skin. After debating which facial to do for me, she started extracting the pimples out.

Now that took me by surprise. In the other place I went to, the extraction was virtually painless but THIS. THIS WAS BLOODY PAINFUL. First she would use some scapel-like tool to dig in, with a lot of enthusiasm. Then, she'll use another one to pinch it out. It was terrible. I was squirming in the bed. She pulled out pimples which I didn't even know exist and I had the most fiendish suspicion that she's doing it just to see me suffer. A picture of a political prisoner covered in zits and boils appeared in my mind.

In a dark, damp rooom, on the highest tower, a man with a face which reflected the moonlight so strongly lay on a bed. He was strapped on to it with cruel belts, his pimpled face twisted with agony and fear. A person stood in the corner, his face masked, his lips curled into a triumphant smile."Surrender," he whispered, "Or suffer." He said the words with bitter joy, as if anticipating hours of sadistic torture he shall bestow upon the strapped one. "Never!" The pimpled one struggled with the belts, "Over my dead body!" The masked one smiled even wider, "Then suffer." He took out a scap and started to poke and prode one white, huge zit. "How's that?" the dreaded masked one said, his face relishing every moment of it. He pulled the zit out. His victim cried out in pain then, with tears and sweat, rolling down his already shiny face, he said, "Do your worst." With a smile, the hooded one started using his own fingers to pull and destroy every pimple on that guy's face.. even the one's he didn't know existed!

After enduring it, she used some kind of device which generates electricity, then started rubbing it all over my face. It was okay, it had a sharp, short pain to it but it eased the damage she had done earlier on. She then rubbed on some exofliating mask on my face with beads that hurt. After leaving it on for a while (and disappearing, to laugh with her friends no less), she appeared again and washed it off. Then, she rubbed on some fragrant serum and pimple cream then put on some really nice masks for me. She left it on for around twenty minutes, while waiting, she massaged me and plucked my eyebrows (er.. lol?).

When she finally washed it off, I thought I looked okay.. UNTIL I STARED INTO THE MIRROR AND SAW A FACE NOT WORTHY OF BEING SEEN.

It costs $53 but the other one was $58 and oh my, what a difference it makes! From a scarless face, I saw one which was so deeply pitted, it hurt my eyes just to see it. I'm NEVER going to go there again.. I'll stick to $58 -_- despite that being in far east plaza and not having such a posh ambience or many awards.

PS: I'm sorely depressed over it

♥ Epitome of Randomness

2008-12-09T01:05:00.001-08:00

Okay, I've finished changing the skin! It took me ages because first of all, my speakers for this computer are not working and this machine is so twisted that even when I plugged in my ear piece, it refused to cooperate. Hence, I'm just guessing that all the songs I've picked are working perfectly, should there be any problems with the music, please let me know ><

That's all I'm going to blog for today however.. I'm not quite sure how to explain how scary the power of first impression is. Apart from replying e-mails, listening to iPods and scratching my dog, I have been searching for a good place to get facials so that my friend who's studying in HK won't get the shock of her life.

I found one, will be going there tomorrow so don't expect any posts then either! I'm now getting a bit sick of the songs in my iPod despite listening to less than half of it, perhaps I should dig further in?

PS: I'M STARTING TO FALL FOR OLDIES AGAIN!!!

no. 6 in my list

2008-12-07T02:43:00.000-08:00

Homo sapiens, also known as human beings, are supposedly the most intelligent and advanced animal in the world. They know how to use tools, interact with each other, analyse a situation as well as having the biggest egos ever.

As a nightmare in the form of a human, I doubt I can say very much about homo sapiens except for saying that they're self-absorbed, bloodthirsty and one of the most tainted creatures to ever walk this earth. Despite saying so, I have to admit that humans hold the key to the survival of Earth and its inhabitants. Not the best pair of hands I say.

Now, after insulting my fellow human beings, I shall now proceed to pour salt on to it but to ease the pain, I shall say this fairly: Not all human beings possess such unbecoming qualities, also I may or may not possess some of them myself so please don't probe.

The most abominable traits mankind has:

1. A habit of Destroying

Oh gosh, this is one of the damnable things us humans simply love to do! Let's see... there's
the killing of the language (aiyo, why so like that one?)
killing of animals (there's the dodo bird.. the tasmanian lion.. the sumatran tigers too I think)
killing of plants (give us less homework! You'll save the trees!)
killing of eyes (feast your eyes on this!)
killing of humans (it's not only grossly insane and wrong.. it's stupid too!)

I doubt it has ever occured to these sinners that they're destroying other people's property! God, for an instance, created humans and his creations are killing off other variations of themselves. And language is a beautiful, sensual thing.. for an instance, English! It is our way of life! We (you and I) speak in english, think in english, dream in english, curse in english.. So why.. WHY I ASK YOU! Why would anyone want to molest this language so completely that it becomes something I hardly understand at all!

2. Arrogance

Do not confuse honour with ego, do not use honour to explain your ego. So often.. honour has been used as an excuse to do things to further inflate one's already bulbous idea of oneself. Honour is basically intergrity and upholding one's principles. It's not only me, it's you, she, him and everyone else. Ego is mainly "me", "I" and ''myself.''

However, do not confuse confidence with ego. THAT IS WHAT I HATE TOO. A girl who walks with her head held high and with regal bearing is not arrogant. It's much better than a girl who stares at her feet and mumbles and isn't proud of herself. Hmm.. actually, I'm starting to confuse myself over here.. but you understand me do you not?

Arrogance= Ego= Me!= ME! = MEEEEE = ME

3. Harming others on purpose

That's basically LYING, CHEATING and being a bitch. It's also linked to no. 1 but I think that this is so important, it deserves a spot of its own! Now, let's get on with the show..

Lying a harmless lie is... well.. okay for me. But there are some sons of a hellcat (I like dogs too much) who tell lies to harm others and protect themselves. Oh gosh, I think they should damn themselves to hell! In the corporate world, there are some bloody monsters who lie their way up to the top, they don't care who they harm as long as they're there.

Now, bitches (the human ones) are annoying, grotesque and utterly a waste-of-time. I wouldn't bother that much about them if they didn't have a mouth. People who stab others in the back are absolute (insert insult here... am running out of them). I don't mean 'I think she's fat' but more like 'I think she's fat and a bloody whore! Did you xxx slept xxx? I KNOW! They're only like 1000000000000000 years old! Ewwwww" Do you get me? Hmm.. maybe not, I don't quite understand what I said myself..

By stabbing others in the back, I don't mean minor things which are rude but pretty harmless (won't damage reputation) at all like "I think she's fat." In my opinion, stabbing others in the back would be "She lost her virginity to a fat gorilla" or maybe spilling some dirty dark secret to the world.

4. Lust

Pretty self-explanatory. Basically people who can't stop thinking of sex, in other words, perverts. I don't mean people who say lewd jokes, that's disgusting but it's not abhorrent. I mean rapists or people who can't keep their hands to themselves. If they love sex so much, go sleep with oneself. I doubt it's ever been done before, but it's much better than pinching that gal's bottom or doing profane acts to innocent people.

5. Materialistic

A first impression is usually made by the face, not by the character (BUT if you see the person's credentials as well.. that's a different story). It's a harmless thing until you start coming up with your own unfair judgements, for an instance, ''He's skinny so he's a stooge.'' Or maybe that girl's walking around in a bikini and stilettos, she must be a slut...but.. it might be her job to wash cars in that form of attire..

I can't quite seem to comment on this aspect. I'm guilty of it myself and believe me, I hate it. However, I shall keep the self-bashing for later. There's a time and place for everything

6. Hypocrisy

People who do not know how to keep to their promises, do not have any morals whatsoever and are usually quite charming. Of course, the latter's subjective. Hypocrisy is dishonesty of the highest order. It is the one lie which definitely hurts someone. Despite its seriousness, it's as common as muck.

I can name at least 10 hypocrites without thinking too hard but to do so, I'd offend people, nations and maybe even continents depending on how much they revere that person.. Hypocrisy is the root cause for all the other undesirable qualities us humans have... the foreboding fact that it is so widespread is the utter truth.

Humans have the knack of saying one thing but meaning the other for an instance.. a wealthy chairman of a charity organization can give stirring speeches of the pain of the poor and the weak yet have golden taps and dozens of cars.. Or it can be as simple as a sack of skin and bones complain that he or she is fat.

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I have now finished this repulsive, controversial entry about homo sapiens or rather.. us. It may come across as hypocritical (number six!) to some and it's absolutely not 'holier than thou' because I'm no saint either.

It's actually meant as a break from the usual mundane entries I give.. LET'S SEE WHETHER ANYONE WILL QUARREL WITH ME ON THIS. If you do, let me say this once: Fuck off.

ZOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM

2008-12-05T05:20:00.000-08:00

Decided to re-do this entry because it did not meet my basic requirements :)

Alright, let's see how I start off now. I woke up to the sound of a bunch of hyperactive teenagers yelling "Vogue". Grudgingly, I got up and picked up the phone. "Hello?" I said, sleepily. "Oh my gawsh, she's stilling sleeping! Camelia! She's stilling sleeping!" It was Hazel. I yawned, mumbled a reply then hung up. My sleep was disturbed and at all costs, I must return back to sleep. So I hung up then went back to sleep. I woke up an hour later, after bathing, I rushed out. My hair wet, uncombed but everything else was satisfactory. I glanced at the mirror. I look like an unusually hairless caveman, not the best but it'll do..

So I walked out towards the main road, missed two buses then finally caught one a few minutes later. I met Camelia and Hazel at the main gate. Camelia, as usual, was dressed very nicely. I felt ridiculously under dressed with our new class tee and FBTs. An under dressed hairless caveman, great. So we went up and watched Hazel play Tenchu Z. The first image I saw on TV was a bald lass wearing a kimono as short as my FBTs. After selecting her hair, the girl's clothes became more and more exposing, from exposing the middle of her chest to a few cloth around her vital areas.

The mission actually features her saving her boyfriend which I was very curious to see. Does his wardrobe outdo his girlfriend's in terms of exposure? Apparently not, I was a bit disappointed to see that he looked completely normal. After reciting his love speech to her (she responded by staring blankly at him. Bad taste XD) he fainted or died. Hazel played another mission which requires her to locate several bombs littered around the place. Throughout the whole mission, both Camelia and Hazel hyperventilated a lot, but for entirely different reasons. Camelia screamed and breathed loudly for the lizard which roamed the wall closest to the TV whereas Hazel did so for all the pirates in the game.

After that we had lunch, KFC's Zinger plus the mashed potato, colesaw and popcorn chicken (there's 3 boxes, one for each of us). There was also this small tub of chicken which I didn't touch at all (same for the colesaw XD). While eating, we were discussing Dynasty Warrior's characters. Comparing weapons, picking out the particularly good-looking guys (oh gosh XD).. Once we've finished eating, we played for a while then went down to cycle.

Or rather.. learn how to cycle. Camelia and I took turns learning. Camelia started first while Hazel and I held the bicycle to prevent it and Camelia from toppling over us. It was amazingly hard, Camelia (obviously XP) and I screamed a lot. We cycled for a while until some nosy parker chased us off. We were chased off but reluctantly and slowly. When we parked the bike, we started calling him names. We all said "Eff him" (yes CAMELIA SAID IT) . Camelia called him "faggort". "Maggot" I retorted, "Meal worm," Hazel agreed. Then when our anger was appeased, I noticed the water. How cool, wet and refreshing it is.. a bead of sweat rolled down my cheek. I looked longingly at the water. I wanted to go swimming. Very badly. Hazel wanted to do so too. However, Camelia was sceptical. We begged her to do it, "Let's see the swimming wear first," she conceded.

To our horror, it was a 2 piece! Very sexy too! I grabbed the least exposing one whereas Camelia flatly refused to wear any. So, after Hazel and I changed, Camelia started taking a video of us walking around. After dodging her unsuccessfully, I noticed that I looked like an elephant with a handkerchief tied around my hips. But we went down anyway, our (Hazel and I) faces burning with embarrassment.. Mine was anyway..

But once I splashed in.. Oh love! I was enjoying it tremendously. We splashed Camelia a bit then after letting her stare at us for a while, coaxed her to join in. She did so. And we splashed her, denim jeans and all! After that, we made her wade in the wading pool then stick her feet inside the jacuzzi. Camelia then decided that her denims were really wet and decided to sun them out.

Hazel and I then started to release the epitome of randomness within! We did a lot of things in the water.. Sit-ups, yoga, jogging, running, jumping, diving, holding our breath, dancing, POLE-DANCING. Yes, pole-dancing. Hazel was pole-dancing and asked me to join her, I held the pole but when she started moaning and dancing I was freaked out. I swam away crying "CAMELIA CAMELIA~!" We even went out with our wet buttocks to slide down the slides in the playground. It was fun. After a while, we decided to chat. Camelia pulled a chair near the swimming pool and joined in as well.

It was mainly about the sudden concern for the future of our friendship, I mean in primary school, being in different classes didn't matter one bit, what's the difference? There's no definite answer yet of course. But based on our friendship, we decided to make sure there won't be any difference, we'll still be best friends and that's that. Case closed. Full stop.

After a long, long conversation (with Hazel and I floating away constantly which made Camelia shift the chair), the Aquarians took a bath. After that, we went up and Camelia attempted to dry her denims. We then played Tenchu while finishing up our KFC, after Camelia left, I attempted a Tesshu mission which was bloody hard.

Hmm.. I just remembered something, according to Hazel, in one of the latest entries, I apparently sounded like a raving lunatic to strangers.. Now, if you're a stranger, I can assure you my sanity is perfectly sound. Capiche? :)

Now, this is much better than the one I did before >: D

we only got mrs gomez to save the world

2008-12-04T03:17:00.000-08:00

Instead of talking about being bored (which I've already done so in my last entry), I shall talk about the my last karaoke outing with Camelia, Fiona and Hazel.

The day before the karaoke, I asked Hazel whether I could come by her place to straighten my newly cut bangs (yes bangs -_-) which she must generously did. 15 minutes later than the timing we agreed on the day before but we didn't really rush. When we came up, she made me watch TV while she picked out her clothes. Once she's chosen a particular set, she'd catwalk down the hallway where I can look at her and critique. She did it three times. I'm serious! XD

While waiting for her, I was watching this Taiwanese (I think it is) show about a girl picking out the boy of her choice from a bunch. I admit, I was slightly pissed and jealous. She looked overweight (double-chin, flabby arms, flabby legs, even more thunderous thighs than mine), had some really strange bangs, was annoying AND had a bunch of guys who were all doing their utmost to impress her.

I told Hazel when she finally picked the outfit she liked (Despite my experienced and delicate remarks, she's the one who makes the final decision anyway XP), "I pity the guy who's going to sleep with her." Then we both started discussing who she might pick. It was then when we realized that we shared similar tastes in terms of appearance.

We then had lunch which we ate while watching Mr Bean. Cartoon Mr Bean. After that we did our hair then we went to the MRT. We met the others at Jurong East Interchange. We didn't see them at first but we were in for a surprise. It was only then when we realized that we all had different styles.. Fiona was wearing something largely punk/ goth, Camelia was wearing something sweet, Hazel carried off the hip-hop, sporty look whilst I looked like a drag queen (yay for drag queens)

We karaoked the traditional favourites... Without you, It's My Life, We Will Rock You, What Time Is It (THIS IS FIONA'S SUGGESTION) and We Wish You A Merry Christmas. We decided to change the lyrics for some of the songs too... let's see.. there's 4 Minutes by Madonna ft. JT and Timbaland. Note the difference:

Original:

Time is waiting
We only got 4 minutes to save the world
No hesitating
We only got 4 minutes, 4 minutes

Mine:

Time is waiting
We only got Mrs Gomez to save the world
No hesitating
We only got Mrs Gomez, Mrs Gomez

Then there's the 12 days of Christmas.. I can't remember all the names, I remember putting Mrs Haizal, Ms Pearlene Sim, Mr Seow, Mr Francis, Ms Quek and Ms Wong inside it.

Apart from that, we also sang songs differently.. for My Humps, we tried to sound even more bimbotic than Fergie.. more whiney than anything else. If I had a twin who was sitting in, she probably would've smacked all of us XP

For most of the afternoon, it was dominated by Chinese songs however.. so since Fiona and I couldn't participate. We entertained ourselves. Fiona would scream stuff into Camelia's mic (while Cam was singing) and I'll steal cushions or defend my cushions.

At the end we recorded ourselves saying "Vogue" and "Like Yeah" to put as our message tones and call tones.. we then flagged a cab and went to Jurong East Interchange, bought some food then went home..

So keep it up, keep it up, don't be a pri... (hey)Madonna, uh
You gotta get 'em up, hop
Mrs Gomez, Mrs Gomez, Mrs Gomez
That's right, keep it up, keep it up, don't be a pri... (hey) Madonna, uh
You gotta get 'em up, hop
Mrs Gomez, Mrs Gomez, Mrs Gomez

PS: I am NOT obsessed with Mrs Gomez, it's just funny when it's sung that's all XDDDD

no. 03

2008-12-01T23:02:00.000-08:00

This is probably the easiest topic I'm going to blog about: How bored I am.
Needless to say, my boredom far exceeds the usual boundaries which I experience on a regular school day, no this time, I'm soooo bored, I spend most of my time in bed, daydreaming, reading, watch tv and listening to music.

Despite that, my room's spotlessly clean. A bit of dust but it's not as cluttered as it was before... Whilst I was busy being bored, I have compiled a list of places where I wish to go to for various reasons. Of course, most of these are very fantastic and ambitious so I shan't destroy my already dirty reputation with these lunatic ramblings..

But for now... I shall name just one place I want to go to..

N.Y.C

It's pretty far from here but this is one of the least ridiculous places in my list.. or rather what I want to do there isn't very absurd. I want to go there to study, to enjoy independence and to study in TISCH (as well as the law school there).

The most absurd thing in my list is probably 'South Africa' I want to go there to be enlightened by elephants, loved by lions and dance with Great White Sharks with a bleeding cut. XDDDD

Speaking of bleeding cut.. I had 3 really weird dreams recently. I shall narrate it to you in a very brief manner cuz my fingers are aching a bit for some reason..The first one was this:

Everyone was in my sister's room, playing cards. Everything was quite peaceful when I heard this loud booming sound. I glanced at the window and to my horror, I saw a bomb crashing down slightly beyond the Ministry of Defence (which can be seen through most of the windows in the house) then it exploded. Everyone was thrown backwards and things were all dropping over the place. Then there was this great burning sensation, it's radiation I suppose... The neighbouring condominium was collapsing rapidly, suddenly a burning penthouse went hurling towards us and.. CRASH!

I woke up :(

The next dream was similar. This time, my sisters and I were in my room, chilling out. I seem to be mildly aware that there's a volcano exploding on the other part of the island but it didn't seem to bother me much (if that was reality, I would be bloody worried since most of you live on the other side). All of a sudden, flaming rocks were thrown in the air and were coming straight to my window! My elder sister rushed away but younger sister continued to sit there dazed and shocked. Impulsively, I rushed forward and hugged her. I got hit by all those broken glass of course. When I looked out of the window again, the volcano mysteriously arrived near the Ministry of Defence again (lol, the volcano got up, brushed the dust of her sleeves and walked resolutely to a spot which just so happens to be near my house XD) then I saw lava streaming out then suddenly T-Rex appeared slightly below me and I could hear screams as its head burst through the window of the house a few levels below mine. I could hear the crunching of bones and the shrieks of terror which made me retch for some reason. My sisters and I ran out of the house into the living room where I saw my mum, my maid and my dog. My sisters, my dog (leashed) and I ran out, dodging flying lava and ugly dinosaurs then I sacrificed myself for my dog and I woke up.

:(

THE NEXT DREAM IS THE WEIRDEST! I was walking inside a park where I just so happen to notice a pound note on the floor. I absent mindedly picked it up and popped it inside my pocket (how selfish XP). I sat myself on a bench in the park and started doing my homework. It was all quite normal until I came upon a difficult question. I sat there repeating the question repeatedly, pondering.. Suddenly, a voice told me the answer. Thankful, I scribbled it down and wondered where it came from. I looked around and saw no one. "I'm here!" I turned to my right, only my handbag was there. "In your wallet!" I took out my wallet and found the pound note talking to me! Then we spoke a lot. He told me of his miseries and joys, his triumphs and his humiliation. Then oh lala, I fell in love with a pound note and wrote the letter L on it (I wonder why) then the wind blew it away. When I found it, it was telling another girl about its sappy life story again then I got jealous and started fighting over her with it -_-

Now you might be wondering, what has all this got to do with being bored? Well, this may come as a surprise to you but when I'm bored, I'm either gloomily random or most irritatingly cheerfully random. :D Isn't that great? TT__TT

no. 2

2008-11-30T22:44:00.001-08:00

Heyy, it's been a while.. Life's been good to be me so far, I've recieved numerous books thicker than our science textbook with words smaller than that in the textbook. I've devoured one huge one already which is basically the compilation of three already thick books. The result is one so thick, I've got to sit up to read it.

My mother also bought this Harry Potter PS2 disc which is a good way to kill time, however, with all these reading of books and playing of PS2 discs whose characters speak snobbish Queen's English (I realized that's how it truly sounds like, I fancied myself speaking throughout my whole life but I thought wrong), my standard of English as well as accent has changed drastically. I know it's strange for my accent to change too but note what I've been watch/ playing:

Harry Potter PS2 disc XP
Mind Your Language (A very very old series about a British teacher teaching foreigners how to speak English)
Listening to BBC
Watching BBC programs
Listening to British songs
Eating Marmite
Reading an extraordinary amount of books with the most extraordinary widths

The last part is a bit off but according to my mum and dad who spent most of their twenties in Britan, it's very English. I don't really like it but it's growing on me (I still prefer marmalade, jam, nutella, etc)

So let's see our results... I think most of us don't really deserve our results with the exception of Christine, Sophia and myself. We have all studied hard and put in the right amount of effort to get to where we are now. The difference is that I'm not quite pleased with it but it's most certainly my bloody fault.

Now for the rest of ya'll, I expected you guys to get into 3B. Especially Cindy and Vanessa since they both did very well last year. Study hard ya'll! Don't follow in my bloodstained footsteps and become a good-for-nothing like moi.

I'll be studying a lot harder too but my reason for doing so is a secret between a mysterious short person and myself...

Despite the period of time between this entry and the last, this entry is unmistakably short and unbecoming of me. I'm losing my touch I suppose. I apologize, I'll go whip up something good next time round.. whatever my topic is..

oh yes, I've got a new e-mail: Betweengenerations@gmail.com
I'll still be using lastshootingstar- for msn but for nothing else. If you're bored and I'm not on to entertain you in my usual fashion, you can e-mail me and I'll reply you pretty quickly with a wonderful, long, witty e-mail. (The length depends entirely on the length of the message you sent)

I expect to see at least one e-mail in my inbox soon!!!

~Nightmare

no. 1

2008-11-24T15:47:00.000-08:00

The first on my list is my outing with Vanessa and Mizu. A few days before that, I was smsing Vanessa, urging her to wear black since Mizu and I are probably going to wear it too. Vanessa, however, stubbornly declared that she'll be wearing white....

So, the day arrived. The weather was pretty good, a bit humid, a bit sunny.. but that's Singapore for you. I arrived at Bugis, in heels, killer lipstick on as well as... a white dress... I was a certified banshee already.. I spotted Vanessa whilst the train was slowing down to allow its innards to gush out. She was wearing blue.. all blue... Blue tee, blue jeans, brown bag AND a blue hockey stick. "A water monster," I told the train door as I waited for it to halt.

Vanessa was hanging out in the platform, hiding from Mizu who was innocently wondering where she was. I was pretty amused when we got to the control station. She was running around like a make-believe ninja whereas I was coolly walking behind this enormous, tall fellow. Mizu spotted us anyway. We're pretty noticeable I guess, the banshee and the water monster.

We decided to have a light lunch (snack actually) in one of the malls near the MRT. They both had takos, I had yogurt. We then walked from Bugis to Arab street to Haji lane and wondered around until we found Bali Lane.

Alas, the shop which we wanted to visit was closed. Next to it was a shop named Masquerade. Not cosplay but definitely for masquerading. We were all pretty darn pissed because we spent so long.. we walked through the longest street and endured the scorching heat and murderous humidity! Only to find the reason we went through all that was closed. Mizu wanted to break its shiny glass window panes with Vanessa's hockey stick.

We then quickly made our way back to Haji Lane, Arab street, walked passed the Raffles hospital and went back to the mrt station where we came up again to explore this mysterious place named Bugis Village. My feet were hurting by then. After buying drinks from Seven Elven, we walked around a bit more before returning back to the MRT.

Since we went all the way here for a cosplay shop, let's not disappoint ourselves, we thought, let's go to Far East Plaza! So we did. My feet were aching. I could feel my first blister forming but I walked around pretending nothing's wrong and complaining about the rain and wearing white. So we arrived there and went through almost every shop. Seriously, I never get sick of that place. We went through cosplay shops, gothic (lolita) shops, misc. shops.... I saw a pair of boots which I really wanted ^^ But I didn't get it anyway.. worried that I might get more blisters..

SOOOO we walked and walked and walked. Mizu was tireless, she could spend the whole day in the mall I bet, but V and I were exhausted. Our shoes weren't out to annoy us, they were out for blood! When we finally reached level one, I could feel four blisters already! I bought British Takeaway, the queue was infuriatingly long. Not to mention a bunch of bimbos talking about me when I'm next to them. They were pointing at me and giggling. After I got my food, I looked at them in surprised and giggled a bit while saying loudly, "What a bunch of ah lian midgets!" Then a water monster's face appeared out of no where saying, ''Heeellooooo'' I was startled. So were the ah lian midgets (oh gosh, I feel really bitchy now ><).

After that, we went Mizu hunting. We called, we walked (5th blister!!). We then found her. After that, we parted. I took a bus home and fell asleep. When I came back I saw one missed call and one message saying that Vanessa lost her phone!

The saddest thing which happened that day :(

Alright! I've finished the first from my list! Weeee

Puisque Vous Partez En Voyage

2008-11-21T19:09:00.000-08:00

I realized that I haven't blogged in ages. So I'll make a list of the things I'll blog about in the future.. All I can say is that I'm depressed over my haircut.. yes, I'm such an idiot but to hell with that. I'll cease my senseless rantings and just make the list:

The outing with Vanessa and Mizu on Friday to Bugis and to Far East Plaza
Our results and my thoughts about it (the latter might be canceled..)
How bored I am (spoilt comp, spoilt tv)
Plea for entertainment
The fateful day of my haircut
Things that annoy most people (including myself, d'oh)
Appearance DOES matter in some aspects..

The last one will probably be good, look out for it. Frankly, I highly doubt that I'll ever be updating regularly again.

PS: I won't be on msn very often either so bear with it.

the coffin

2008-11-13T00:29:00.000-08:00

I woke up at four times today, hence I had 4 separate dreams. I forgot some of them, I only remember the last one because Miss Quek appeared and said "Girls, what are you doing?!" and chased after me (someone else was there but I forgot).

Anyways, the third time I awoke was at 7 3o. As I mentioned in the previous entry, the girls and I decided to watch a horror movie together. However, Fiona called the night before claiming that she had something on and Hazel says that she did not feel like going. But Camelia and I were really really bored at home, so we just went without them.

So we met at Yew Tee, the first thing I said when I saw her was, "Why so formal?!" She was wearing this grey dress, a woolen jacket (I think it's wool) and some real formal shoes. With lip gloss too. Formal, isn't it? XDDD

We went to Causeway point and decided to buy our tickets first. While lining (my name!!) up, we noticed that we both looked pretty matured so we decided to try this experiment- We're going to ask for an NC16 movie. We succeeded, but we canceled it to watch the coffin instead.

During lunch, we chatted a lot but we didn't finish our food. It wasn't very good you see. After that, we started wandering around. Then at 13 15 we bought our popcorn and entered the theater.

The movie itself wasn't good. The plot's very strange and the actions each character does is pretty silly in my opinion. For an instance, (spoiler) a character was pretty freaked out being surrounded by guess what, coffins, and crawled into a coffin meant for cremation. -_-; But to be fair, Camelia and I didn't really watch the movie. Our eyes were firmly shut most of the time. We usually close our eyes when we hear the background music. To combat our fear, I decided to listen to my iPod but Camelia took the other ear piece. We listened to annoying bubblegum songs, like Avril's Girlfriend while the characters were busy soaking in blood and being hugged by zombies.

Guess we should've watched the NC16 one instead XDD

take a look at my girlfriend (Cupid's Chokehold)

2008-11-12T00:20:00.001-08:00

Haven't updated for a while, but I'm back! Sophia seems so sad so I decided to be nice and blog. Alright, let's see... what did I do for the past two days? I went to viwawa.com to play with Camelia XDDD It's pretty kiddy but some of the games like Big 2.5 is actually a pretty adult game (taiti or something... XDDD) Despite being low-levelled I think I play pretty good :) Hopefully more than a match to my cousins during CNY.. it was humiliating. I became scum or toilet cleaner nearly all the time.. It made me sorta depressed XDDD

Last night I read this book which made me sob like a newborn. It's called "The Memory Keeper's Daughter." I won't say much about the plot but it's well-written and it's enough to make me, the emotionless nightmare, sob. I must remind you that when I read, I don't outwardly express my sadness for the character. Usually I'll just say "Oh, that's sad," and that's it. But this time round, I was tearing like a leaky pipe. Each teardrop unwillingly shed, very unwilling in fact.

Now, let's see, what's going on this week.. I'm going to watch the coffin tomorrow with Hazel, Camelia and Fiona. A bit nervous about it but I'm going to wear a jacket and charge my iPod so that if I'm really freaked out, I'll just hide behind my jacket and listen to happy, annoying songs. On Friday, I'm going to my sister's concert then I'll head to Bugis to hunt for cosplay and street wear shops. I'm more interested in street wear, cosplay doesn't suit my tall stature.

It's raining elephants and giraffes now (cats and dogs are too small), it always seems to rain whenever I listen to the Scissor Sister's ''Kiss You Off.'' Maybe God doesn't approve of homosexuality? (It's a really homo band XDD) I wonder why. I'm not homo (definitely not! I wouldn't kiss a girl and like it) but I think that the love which homos have are much more durable than those of heterosexual couples. Probably it's because the whole world's against them? It's romantic but it doesn't appeal to me. I want a man, not a transsexual, not a girl/woman/ old hag.

Whilst I was typing that, Camelia suddenly went :

友人を秘蔵することは宝物の秘蔵のようである says (16:34):
girlfriends
...
lol
Hey
wanna be my girlfriend?
lacrimosa. says (16:35):
friend? okay
友人を秘蔵することは宝物の秘蔵のようである says (16:35):
lol
joking only lar
lacrimosa. says (16:35):
lol.. you forgot one part tho'
hey babe, wanna be my girlfriend? (kissing emoticon)
LOL

I was like "..huh?" And I was listening to Katy Perry too! Anyways, my dog's next to me. She's taking the task of washing herself thoroughly very seriously, she's been licking her paws for ages. Then she even tried to lick her stomach (but she kept on missing the spot) and nearly fell over! Really adorable.

Anyways, Sophia, you should relax a bit. Holidays aren't about studying you know! It's about gearing yourself up for next year, meaning snoozing, slacking and eating. I'm pretty good at that, admittedly. Anyone wants to challenge me? :)

maniacal laughter

2008-11-09T19:16:00.000-08:00

My mother has ignored my existence since 8 45 yesterday. I'm not sure why either but to prevent any conflicts, I have decided to make myself as invisible as possible. Apart from pretending everything's alright, I've begun listening to the neglected songs in my iPod.

By that, I mean songs which I've probably never listened to before. I've got the whole Demi Lovato album (courtesy of Fanny) but I've never heard any of its songs before. Listening to it now, I understand why but I must admit, Demi's got talent. But I just don't really like the style. Disney keeps on churning out talented young people (they can sing, they can dance, they can act) but most of them are becoming wild. Lindsay Lohan.. Miley Cyrus.. Vanessa Hudgens.. -_- Why must you be so careless with your really gross photos? (Especially Hudgens.. her whole image is supposed to be wholesome, clean and goody-good...)

Alright, I suppose I've got no right to blog about them.. I mean, why should I care? I'm just bored and since I've got nothing else to do, I'll go nag at them even though it'll be highly impossible for them to ever view this blog (which is good).

Due to my.. near-eternal boredom, I've begun to play online games. I was doing the impossible quiz and the ghostscape game or something like that. The latter's pretty fun but slightly creepy. Slightly. If you're creeped out, then mute it and play some music (I was listening to Lady Gaga and Jem). The things boredom makes you do *dramatic sigh* (i was using my dad's laptop then so its speakers were working pretty well.. too well in fact)

NOW! This week will be pretty exciting, I'll be going out on Thursday and Friday. Thursday to catch the horror movie 'The Coffin' with girlfriends, Friday to hunt for cosplay shops with Ju and Mizu. (If you can call me Ro, I can call you Ju.. *maniacal laughter*) And my big sis will be back from Australia on Sunday, I think, so yeah.

For the remaining days of the week.. I plan to.. SLACK *maniacal laughter again* I'm starting to get more and more random as this entry cruises along, I think better stop. Or I'll be posting random stuff...

*maniacal laughter*
The Mad Hatter

barbecue at CT's place

2008-11-09T03:53:00.000-08:00

On Friday night, Hazel, Fiona and I went to Camelia's house for a mini-barbecue party. It was pretty fun. I bought my speakers and blasted out loads of songs. Mainly Lady Gaga and HSM3 (it was FIONA and HAZEL who forced me to do so). We cooked out own chicken wings and hot dogs. However, most of them were either severely overcooked or severely undercooked. We also made toasted marshmallows which were delish.

After that, we camwhored a bit then the guests went home in my dad's car. We camwhored a bit there too and Hazel told us some horror stories. One is when some girl went onto the last train home which was full of ghost people, the other one was the king of roaches. I found the latter highly amusing. REALLY amusing.

Anyways, that's all I'll post now. Nothing much to say XP

What a bimbo wants, what a bimbo needs

2008-11-06T19:03:00.000-08:00

Music is my life! In a world with no msn, no lunia, no photoshop, spoiled computer speakers as well as a Mozilla with an American dictionary, music is my savior. I currently love my iPod to bits now. *hugs iPod*

Since the whole fiasco about true love is over (more or less I suppose) I'll go on to part 2! What women want their men to be. I won't be biased, I'll list down all the qualities I think most girls (and me) would want their men to be like. Yes, I've got no life. XD

Women of the past would want their men to ...:

Be a man (must have a deep voice and a hem hem)
Be faithful for 6 months (He won't love me forever... BUT HE MUST LOVE ME FOR 6 MONTHS OR I WON'T WASH HIS STINKY SHOES)
Be honorable
Have an honest occupation (No highway robbers)
Have a big hem hem (why not? *innocent stare* Aki: You perv!)
Rich! (If he's a highway robber but rich, it's okay)
Older than her (I don't want to marry an infant BUT if duty calls then.. *noble tears*)
Stupid (Can control his money HAHAHAHAHAHA)
Macho (seems to be the trend then..)
A sexy mustache / beard(American spelling.. ha ha ha)
After that (what's that? *giggles* *blush* Aki: I seem to be thinking of bimbos for some reason o_o)

This isn't a very accurate description of it, in my opinion. I'm thinking of women from the distant past (your grannys and their grannys, vice versa). The last point was pretty evil of me, I admit, but I suppose there are some evil women out there too.. and a stupid husband would be ideal for them, easier to control and easier to get rid of them for that handsome assistant of theirs. Now, let's get on to a modern woman's Mr Right.

A Modern Woman's Mr Right:

Tall (More macho)
Have big hem hem (exciting sex life..?)
Mustache / Beard(old school glamour)

Clean shaven (How do I kiss someone with some hairy thing all around his mouth?)
Macho (washboard abs anyone?)
RICH ("Dolce & Gabbana, Fendi and then Donna")
A glamorous job (Doctor, lawyer, ooh lalala...supermodel? *blush*)
Should have a dark side (Ahhh... I'm so influenced by the movies *squeal* Aki: ¬_¬)

No dark side (Aki: more practical)
Not after that (I want to remain virgin till marriage! Just like Britney!)
Hot (Actually this is optional because hot men are more likely to wander)
Nice eyes (Oooo Zac Efron!!)
Thick eyebrows (OMGZ!!! THE JONAS BROTHERS!!)
Romantic (Did my heart love till now? Forswear it, sight! For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night. Bimbo: Oh Romeo! *swoon*)
A gentler side of him (He's a dark, mysterious loner BUT he loves animals)

I understand that this is pretty biased since I seem to be only looking for a bimbo's perspective. However, this is actually meant as a joke. Or something to amuse and entertain me since no one does. You can compare this with the men's entry. You know, I think the men's one is more accurate and erm.. realistic? This girl's one is shit.. so.. I'll change it to... A Modern Bimbo's Mr Right.

I'm probably going to create a hall of fame and put these two inside. Not really because of its substance but it's pretty amusing. (Not rib-tickling but just enough to make you grin)

I'm off now :)

Romeo, Rome, where art thou?

brown eyes

2008-11-06T04:04:00.000-08:00

Not believing in true love is a result of not growing up into a matured and wise person .. I see.. Pardon my immaturity but think what you wish..But I stand by what I said- True love is crap.

I will not comment on that on this entry however. I spent the whole day listening to some albums in my iPod. By that I mean actually listening to every single song in each album, noting the music instruments, vocals and lyrics. I'm most disappointed with Celine Dion's latest album. It sounds pretty mainstream (nothing against mainstream pop, only "crank dat soulja boy" rap *cringe* ) and the lyrics are.. deplorable. Nothing spectacular, her vocals weren't very impressive either. True, she's got the range but her voice doesn't really appeal to me there. Resembles a cat. I'd rather her belt out songs with more emotion and feeling, more 'My Heart Will Go On' than 'Eyes on Me'.

Amy Winehouse's album is excellent. I love her songs. I love her voice. It's distinct and very different from everything else I have in my iPod. I loved every single song and did not skip any track, it's that good. Just the right amount of emotion and just the right amount of drums.

I found another way of earning money apart from nuffnang and it's called Adsense.. but I'm not interested in it either.. I want more money in addition to what I'm already receiving however I highly doubt I'll earn any money through this..

Alright, I admit, I have no idea what to post about now... I'll try to think of something positive.. Earlier on, I posted a bunch of insults but I took it down. I wanted this blog to be insightful, thought-provoking and honest ( a far cry, I know, don't rub it in) and giving a list of insults is.. not that at all. The only thing I can think of now is a cage.

I'll go blog about something else tomorrow.. I thought Lady Gaga could lift my spirits but hmm.. I feel like jumping into a pool of alcohol..

See ya'll

Life In Mono

2008-11-04T20:15:00.000-08:00

It's raining again. I want to go out and round around in the rain, but I can't. Why? My ego. Yes, I'm pretty much an egoist. I'm selfish, I'm arrogantly conceited..( not quite a solipsist yet, that's too far) I don't know how did such a self-centered person like me get to have such great friends.

It's taking pretty long to write out this entry because I keep on deleting whatever crap I typed just now because it sounded too happy for my somber and sad mood. When I was kid, I spent a lot of time dreaming of meeting true love (yes, I did believe it but after a while, I realized that it's just shit for kids to believe in until they're older). It ended a soon as my parents divorced. It was pretty scary for me at that time, I was 10 and was pretty heartbroken. I berated myself for a while, thinking that my bad results drove them apart. Or maybe it was because I was so wild, too wild for them to handle. I cried a bit but was mainly very pissed with myself.

When I found out the real cause, I was slightly happier but still pissed, for a different reason. I don't think there ever was true love in this world, it's more like infatuation, patience and tolerance. I tried dating and tried to convince myself that hey, I'm in love with this fella. But it was all pure bullshit, when he left me, I wasn't sad. I didn't really miss him but my pride was sore. So I swore off Singaporean men. Yes, I won't date you if you're shorter, stupider, stinky and Singaporean. No offense to Singaporeans, I don't hate you but as most of the eligible men here are shorter, younger or stupider than me, it just won't work out. Yes, another sign of my ego, I won't date guys shorter than me.

The handsomest guy I've met in Singapore (and are Asians) so far is either Utt or Howard Lo. I didn't realise who the latter was until I saw him on tv.. *bangs fist on table* I'm afraid my expression when I met Utt was: Big eyes, gaping mouth, eyebrows raised. Hardly appealing. I'm not interested anyway, they're near my height.. *dramatic sigh*

Why am I talking about men anyway? I was pretty intrigued by a guest's entry in my tagboard. My reply was pretty rude and straightforward I suppose. My apologies.

PS: Congrats to Obama, not that I'm surprised or anything -.- The world's getting more and more boring. My life in mono.. i should make that my blog name someday

a very random entry, don't read if you're pissed >: D

2008-11-04T05:15:00.000-08:00

I went out with the girls for a karaoke session today. It was wicked! We paid $10 for four hours (we can actually stay for 5 hours but it'll be too late) with a free flow of drinks AS WELL AS free shark fin soup! It's fake of course.

It's pretty fun. The Chinese master sat on one end and the master of English songs sat on the other. In between was Fiona then Hazel. Hazel and I shared the mic most of the time. The best part was probably the songs where we got wild and started shouting, then came the songs when we flirted *wink wink* at each other.

For the songs that we shouted at, we sang the customary 'We Will Rock You', 'It's My Life' and 'Without You.' In addition to that, we shouted at 'What Time Is It,' 'Superstar' and 'Ci Niao.' Shouting is fun. I probably got off a semester worth of stress in that session alone. It's also pretty funny, because usually we have to switch from shouting to actually singing in tune. For 'Superstar,' which is performed by S.H.E eons ago, I only knew the original English version which is 'Chyna Girl' performed by Sweetbox. So all I knew was ''You Are my superstaaar" Ci Niao is a nice song which Camelia introduced me when I was still a midget.

The other kind of songs which I really liked were the love songs we sang to each other. Here's an example:

{Fiona and I were singing 'Standing Still'}

F&I: Dooooo youuuuuu need me~?
C: No, I don't.
F&I: (stretch our arms, wishing that we hug her and ask her why not) Like I neeed you?
C: I already said I don't want you lah, go sing to hazel!

We would flutter our eyelashes and look at them coyly with a half-smile etched on our faces while declaring our undying love for them.... WE ALSO DID SEXYBACK with my signature 'orgasmic' style of saying it. As in, "I'm bringing sexy back =moans=" We also started jumping (Fio didn't jump.. poof!) then Hazel and I noticed that the guy outside was staring at us like O_O so we hastily stopped despite the temptation.

And then there was the funny songs we did. We weren't shouting, we weren't being romantic either, it's just plain weird. An interesting song we did was 'Beep':

CFH: It's funny how a man only thinks about the...
I: (in a high pitched and annoying voice) TOOT!
H: =laugh=
F: =stare=
C: Li Ning! What are you doing? =laugh=
CFH: You got a real big heart, but I'm looking your...
I: TOOT!
CFH: You got real big brains, but I'm looking at your...
I: TOOT!

As well as 月亮代表我的心 which means the moon represents my heart, we warped it into.. the sun represents my foot. We sang our own lyrics and even added in people's names like Camelia represents Fiona's Heart. Or gently placing a Li Ning (original lyrics was gently placing a kiss). I want to type out the words but this computer is sucky =.=

Fiona and Camelia also sang one song whose name escapes me. They were singing it in different styles, chinese opera, opera, chipmunks, deep and high pitched. We also sang Edelweiss opera, sweetly, chipmunks and a mixture of it all. We also sang My Humps and the video was about a bunch of young Caucasians wearing bikinis or trunks. When we went 'My Humps, My Lovely Lady Lumps', the guy bent down and exposed his butt crack to us. LOL

Then there were songs which were sung really well too. One of them was the song which was the opening theme for the teen drama 'Romantic Princess', I didn't sing that but the others did a good job of it. Others which we sang well was Everytime, Wu Ding, My Heart Will Go On, She Will Be Loved, Mr Q (v. v. hard song o.o;), Reflection, Voice Within and so many others! Typing it all down will be too painful for my fingers. I'm excluding the ones we shouted at because most people would get deafened by our off-key screeching.

The only bad thing I can say about that day is that I was wearing a black tube which keeps on sliding down. I walked around hugging my bag because I was embarrassed to pull it up. When we were having KFC, I kept complaining about feeling overexposed and that it was dropping. Sorry guys! ^^ Did I mention that I wore sunglasses most of the time too? (not in the karaoke, before that) Everyone was staring at me, maybe it's because I was holding on to my sunglasses while bending down, hiding my face. Or maybe it's the face that I was hugging my bag to my chest and shiftily pulling my tube upwards. HEY! RIHANNA DID IT TOO, WHY CAN'T I?!

The most embarrassing song I sang today was...... LADY MARMALADE. Thankfully, Hazel was there to join me~ Our voices cracked when we were doing Christina Aguilera, Hazel, you're so cool ;__; you memorized the rap!

We left at 6.40 and cabbed to Jurong East Interchange. In the taxi we were taking turns doing what we can to make each other laugh. Fiona's very hard, we've got to really try hard. Usually Hazel and Camelia makes her laugh. I say things which will make everyone else BUT the person laugh -_-For an instance, when we were trying to make Camelia laugh, I said, "The guy from High School Musical looks just like Mrs Haizal because his hair is so big." Hazel laugh. Camelia's expression was exactly the same.. =o= Then there was one part when I think we were trying to make Camelia laugh again so Fiona started smacking the air in front of my face as well as Hazel's. Hazel and I was very confused but Camelia found it funny ..

Today was wicked. We did so much... reminiscing, eating, being high, being random, most importantly, being ourselves. Will remember this >: D

DON'T FORGET ME NEXT YEAR OR I'LL SING MY HUMPS TO YOU~~

PS: I'm not sure why I'm typing this down but there's a song whose name is called Sexy No No. I found it very cute, the others found it funny =_="

FOUR BAD-ASS CHICKS FROM THE MOULIN ROUGE~

Anorexia Nervosa

2008-11-02T22:51:00.000-08:00

Nowadays, I feel as though my brain is starting to grow moldy. It's not the fact that I don't think a lot but it's more like I don't think at all. So, this morning, I woke up. And stared in the mirror and realized that I've grown uglier and stupider. If it goes on, I'll resemble an ogress. A fat, bumpy one with no brains whatsoever. I probably qualify for what a guy would want already- stupidity. Not a bimbo unfortunately, bimbos are pretty, but I look pretty far from the definition of it now.

So I decided to stimulate my brain with a dose of literature, history and music (it's always present). I read a bunch of the Tragedies (I just started today, Othello and our favorite King Lear). Then I tore my eyes from it and turned to wikipedia for a bit of information on what I used to be really good at: The French Revolution, I even managed to squeeze in a bit of political history and Psychoanalysis. I must say, I was pretty revolted by the latter... incest is NOT common, the founder's probably the only one who was sexually attracted to his mum. (maybe not, since people seem to believe him)

For music, I listened to a great variety. I even sampled some albums which I've never heard of before (incidentally, they can be found in my iPod). So far, I'm most impressed with Françoise Hardy, she's a 64 year old French singer who still delivers with a touch of chic sass. I was pretty curious to see how she looks like so I google searched her, she's timeless, classy and definitely very attractive. That was probably her in her twenties or thirties. Can anyone find a picture of her now?

Anyways, in addition to complaining and ranting about life (as well as to try to instigate a fight between myself and anyone), I shall blog about things which I find are either meaningful, funny or interesting. Which means basically anything that I read about.

Today, I feel pretty low and sadistic, so I shall blog about...the force feeding of anorexics. Yes! I know! It's rife with controversy and taboo. But it's alright :)

Force Feeding of Anorexics

Anorexia nervosa is an eating disorder in which one would have an obsessive fear of gaining weight. Those who suffer from it control their body weight through voluntary starvation, purging, vomiting, excessive exercising or overdosing on diet pills. It is typically associated with women and body image but is further worsened by the media's unrealistic portrayal of the ideal body. Anorexia nervosa can lead to several health problems such as a reduction of white blood cells and a slow heart rate, it can even lead to death. Patients who are dangerously thin are sometimes force-fed through a naso-gastric (through the nose) tube. Usually medical treatment cannot be administered without the consent of the patient, however, in the case of mentally ill patients, their distorted perceptions of reality may render them unable to make the right choice. Despite this, medical ethics, pragmatics and human rights call the treatment into question.

Personally, I agree with force feeding them. It is the doctor's responsibility to do whatever is possible to keep increase the chances of a patient surviving, the medical profession takes their responsibility for the life of their charge very seriously in a global level.For an instance, in the UK Diana Pretty was denied the right to die by the House of Lords despite consistently requesting it. The Israeli Courts ordered the force- feeding of political hunger strikers arguing that in a conflict between life and dignity, life wins. India prosecuted a physician who allowed a hunger striker to die.

Also, a healthier bodyweight is vital to treat the patient's psychological problem, if we listen to their decisions, they might end up dead or worse. Studies in Minnesota show that when normal volunteers were starved, they began to develop anorectic behaviors, they over-estimated the sizes of their own faces by around 50%. (It's actually quite amusing but wait, we're digressing!!!) This displays the consequences of starvation on the brain.

However, it is argued that to force-feed them is to deny them human dignity. The European Convention on Human Rights prohibits “degrading” treatment in Article 3. The patient’s right to refuse treatment should be respected even if they are mentally unsound.(N.B. Anorexia is not recognized as a mental illness in every country).

There are also negative consequences to force-feeding, if the patient is too thin and is force-fed, it can lead to eduction of phosphates in the blood which in turn causes heart failure. Anorexics become anorexics due to the self-denial of food to their body and do not come forward voluntarily. Force-feeding them will further discourage them to do so.

Compulsory treatment may only be successful in the short term. In the long run, it does nothing to reduce the fear of food, weight and hospital felt by the patient. Records show that suicide is the cause for 27% of anorexia deaths. Compulsory treatment would make the patient more depressed and might do more harm than good.

Despite that, life is definitely more important than dignity. Many medical treatments may be unpleasant or painful but they are necessary to preserve life. The problem can only be treated when the patient is ALIVE, not dead.

Also, anorexics are generally treated under the mental health legislation (e.g. the UK 1983 Act). They do not make a free choice because they are not rationally able to weigh the pros and cons. Hence, a patient is thus not capable of making an informed, rational decision.

As it is the main goal of a doctor to sustain a patient's health for as long as possible, the patient has to be force-fed. As stated earlier on, a patient must have a healthy bodyweight in order to receive psychological treatment. Therefore, I believe that anorexics should be force-fed for their sake.

RATE THE ESSAY OVER 10~~

Sources:

Here, here and here
As well as wikipedia :D

what a men wants, what he thinks he needs

2008-11-02T05:23:00.001-08:00

Initially, I was about to give a long report about the mafia here but I realised that I must be sensitive to your tastes and interests. A long long passage about a very powerful and disciplined organization might interest me but might bore you to tears.

So I shall rant today! About the way a society expects a girl/ lady/ woman to be!

(Please note that this applies to MOST men, your boyfriend, lover, father, uncle, grandfather, cousin, first cousin, second cousin, etc, etc, etc, etc might not be like that. I'm talking about the majority.. and if you're a guy... Argue with me.. I WANT TO FIGHT!!!!!)

A Perfect Woman in the eyes of men in the last few decades would :

Petite and slim (Easier to do stuff with and not so hard on the ego if she's 4 heads shorter than him)
Have Big Boobs (Guarantees an exciting sex life)
Be stupid (Bimbos obey, they do not question, the guy would also feel superior to her)
Have lots of moolah~ (If she's a rich bimbo, he can make her buy him a lexus)
Not know about what men and women do together.. also a VIRGIN (she's pure... this girl is either really fake or really dumb)
Have smooth, soft, fair skin (Erm..nicer to caress i suppose..?)
Have big, doe-like eyes (Not sure why either.. nicer to look at?)
Sharp nose (... Visually appealing?)
Tiny waist (I DON'T KNOW!!!!)
Long silky hair, not dyed or unnatural in anyway (Natural beauty, d'oh)
Have this mentality that men are better than women (easier to manage wife, easier to cheat on wife)
Be able to cook (who doesn't want good food?!)
Do the housework (free maid, free money, free chef, free erm... you think of it)
Good teeth ( >: O)

I think that was a pretty accurate description of it, but if you're lazy, she must basically be pure and innocent, no brains, all beauty (old fashioned beauty nevertheless but beauty still). Ideally, she should be rich and able to do household chores such as cooking and cleaning after his mess. But if she's rich, she can give the money to him and he can go hire someone who can do it.

Now this ideal hasn't changed very much, want proof? Then here's the list:

A Perfect Woman In The Eyes of Men Presently:

Slim/ Skinny (Not sure why... maybe it looks more fragile?)
Tall (Most likely a supermodel or of that order of beauty, can brag to friends and family)

Petite ( Easier to find, not so embarrassing when she's wearing 5 inch heels)
Have big boobs (A more wild and exciting sex life)
Stupid ( Obeys without question, will surrender anything without question too)
Rich (Money makes the world go round~~ Is awesome when the girl is dumb too)
Innocent, a nice sweet virgin (Awwwww she's SO pure and very fake )

Is NOT innocent at all ^_~ and not a virgin either >: O(An even more exciting and wild sex life~)
Smooth, soft skin, need not be fair (Nicer to touch, tan is also okay, as long as it's not real cuz if it is, it's unlikely that it fits the basic criteria)
Nice eyes (Double eyelid, single eyelid, hidden eyelid, green eyes, blue eyes, black eyes, purple eyes, multi-coloured eyes.. who cares?! But must be nice lah, the eyes must be shaped normally... no triangular eyes or one eyelid which droops too much)
Nice nose (Sharp noses will be nice but flat noses are okay too.. as long as it's not a snout or is sharp enough to qualify as a nose.. so no Voldermort noses)
Tiny waist (I KNOW! Easier to hug~)
Must have hair on the correct places (No hair under arms, above your lips, on your legs, arms and hem hem areas... should have some on top of the head)
Men better than women mentality (easier to do things with, not so naggy, etc)

Wants to have equal powers or women are better than men mentality (they find the stubbornness sexy and the sadism arousing.. might change in time)
Cook edible food (nowadays, it's hard to find a teen who can cook a full meal without poisoning someone)
Do housework (it's good for the soul, apparently.. LOL)
Nice teeth (for good and clean kissing.. imagine if your partner's teeth were green.. ewwww)

Notice that it's a lot more flexible. However, I do have several complaints still... WHY MUST WE BE STUPID?! WHAT'S WRONG WITH SMART WOMEN?! I don't believe anyone is actually really dumb (speaking about those with nothing physically wrong with them) so why act? To pretend to be brainless is to encourage your brain to evaporate until you really become dumb.

Also, note that the visual aspect is pretty big but less demanding than last time. Sharp noses are still in trend as are all sharp features but you don't really have to have it. After all, even if you have a nose as flat as this line ------- it'll be okay as long as you look good and that it's not so flat that the only part of nose visible is the two nostrils. Like this

Anyways, don't take this thing seriously... unless you really want to fight. I made this list to make myself laugh and be pissed which is a pretty complex emotion, I agree.

=COMMENT ON TAGBOARD CUZ I MAY NOT BE ON MSN=

we're all gonna get into a fight!

2008-10-30T22:44:00.000-07:00

I feel so bored.. I feel like punching something (or someone). Nothing to blog about either. I've been walking around my house near naked, singing songs and shaking my booty. I'm speaking my mind. I'm loving it. I'm loving every minute of it. The countdown to the number of days it takes to turn me insane. This will be fun.

Truthfully speaking, this is probably what life will be like without school. I'll be bored till my brain melts. This is a good way to let out all my stress though. Screaming. Jumping. Punching. Writing poetry. Reading books. Sketching. Dreaming. Hating. Loving. The list goes on and on.

I've been writing secret stories to myself, nonsensical poems. I'm blogging for no one in particular to read. I'm running to the middle of my frustrated fears, to no where. Sometimes I see past reminders of my old life, old songs I listened to as a child, shows which I never thought still air. Sometimes, I read old diary entries. It surprises me to see how stupid I was.

Okay, I'm going to stop now.

someone who is miles away

i miss my acer...

2008-10-27T05:17:00.000-07:00

I just realized (once again) that my blog is filled with complaints, can't help it I suppose. No matter how much I stare at it, the jug is always half empty... (but it's now becoming half full though, thanks).. SO I decided to make this entry so bloody happy, everyone will cringe from it's concentrated joyfulness... yes, i'm drunk on my sorrows but hey, who says that just because today was pretty boring equals to a snooze-inducing entry. No siree...

SO WHAT

I guess I just lost my chances
I don't know where they went
So I'm gonna waste some money
Every dollar and every cent (so?)

I got a brand new attitude
And I'm gonna fake it tonight
I don't wanna get in trouble
BUT I WANT TO START A FIGHT

So so what
Who cares about bitches
Who spend their whole lives
Smoking (coke)
Guess what
I'm having loads of fun
And now that it's done
I'm going to show you tonight
I'm alright
I'm just fine
And you're pure...
So so what
Let them chuckle
And choke on their barf
And I will kill them tonight

Check my flow

The waiter just took my table
And gave it to a couple shits
I guess I'll go buy some perfume
At least they so don't stink
When someone hears this song on the radio
Then somebody's going to cry
I'm not going to get in trouble
BUT I WILL START A FIGHT

So so what
Who cares for bimbos
Staring at men who
Just want them for..
Guess what
I'm having more fun
But once they're done
I'm going to show them tonight
I'm alright
I'm just fine
Girl, you're just a tool..
So, so what
I'm still a rockstar,
I make my own rules
And I will bust you tonight

When my comp's back, I'M GOING TO RECORD THIS SONG.. HEAR THAT PEOPLE?! YES! I'M BORED, RANDOM AND THEREFORE DRUNK. AND I DIDN'T TOUCH ALCOHOOL. Oh fuck, I sound drunk alright u.u;;

Please disappear
Just disappear
Go disappear
And leave me be
I gave you face
I gave you trust
Just disappear
Or just fall

So so what
I'm still a rockstar,
At least in my own rules,
And I don't like you
Guess what,
I'm having more fun
Planning and thinking
Of your demise
I'm sane,
So sane
But you're not..
So, so what
Your end is coming
And the blade is falling
On your neck
So there'll be raining blood tonight

No no
No no
I will kill you tonight
Just disappear
I'm gonna show you tonight (I'm gonna show you tonight)
I'm alright I'm just fine
And you'll be dead
So so what
I am a rockstar
I got my rock moves
And I don't want you tonight

Woohoo
Ba da da da da da
=raspberry= >: P

I'LL MISS YOU ALL

2008-10-26T03:53:00.000-07:00

My acer computer screen's busted so I'm using my old Dell one... Apparently, there are quite a few people with the same problem as mine. Such a pity, acer's not that cheap you see...

So, now that I'm bored and free from all the things which I usually do on the computer, I decided to blog. I can hear you shouting for joy Sophia, I can hear that so clearly..

Anyways, let me recount what happened on the last day of school...

I got up at 5 10 on that day, I showered then walked to the nearest LRT. I met Camelia at Chua Chu Kang MRT at the designated time: '6 05, first compartment' (sounds familiar, Fiona?) We ended up taking the next train because someone forgot everything about it despite reminding me two hundred times at least.

So after Fiona came, it crossed our minds that someone who usually does not turn on her phone has yet to join us.. Fiona informed us that she smsed that nut quite a few times, we all took turns calling her. But as usual, her phone was off. So we convinced ourselves that, hey, maybe she's already at tiong bahru or maybe at McDonalds! Ordering her food and staring longingly at it while waiting for us. Hence, we made our way there. Randomly calling her to hopefully say that we're on our way or don't start without us!

But when we arrived, we looked around the MRT platform. She wasn't there. In McDonalds, we looked and shook our heads. She wasn't there either. So we decided that she has totally forgotten about our promised breakfast and fantasized hitting her on the head, yelling ''YOU!!!!!!" while munching on our Sausage McMuffin (Camelia and I had ours with egg, Fiona didn't). We finished it with a cup of McDonald's tea which we all found not very nice. In order to achieve the perfect cup of McDonalds Tea, Camelia and I started experimenting with how much sugar to add in. Fiona added in 1/2, I added in 1, Camelia added in 1.5 (i can't type it in fraction form, it'll look very confusing). Later on, after complaining that her tea wasn't sweet , she was left with very little, so she took another sip. Then complained that all the sugar she poured in was stuck at the bottom and that it tasted disgusting. Curious, I sipped it then nodded vigorously. It was disgusting. Meanwhile, our dear nut realised that we were M.I.A and gave me a ring. Then she admitted that she forgot.

So, after morning assembly, the choir girls went near the G.Lodge for some briefing, was daydreaming a bit there. Haha. Then we went up to the hall. As the 2B line was too long, the student councilors shepherded us towards the 2MM or 2J line. Much to our chagrin (we wanted to be with our mates!) But we obeyed anyway. Then Cindy and I started talking about Lunia. Then the priest came, so we kept silent. I could barely hear ANYTHING the priest was saying, the music ministry girls was there. The one with the squeaky voice was very loud, it took me a lot of effort to keep myself from curling into a ball and rolling myself out of the hall. (As if I could, Mr Chandram was blocking the door!!!)

During the breaks, the choir's naughtiest girls played heartattack. Then Fiona and I started having this weird conversation:

F: Lerning~ (Li Ning in english)
L: Fiona~
F: Lining~
L: Fiona~
F: =laughs= Lining~
L: Cindy~
C: What?
F: Cindy~
L: Cindy~
C: Eh.. you bully me >< shyly=" We" buds ="tears=".." cries=" SOPHIA~~" sweeeeeeeeettttt ="pink" lol=" We">< style="font-size:78%;">

It's LI NING, bitch >; D

2008-10-20T23:09:00.000-07:00

Last night, I was watching all the videos in my iPod. All 11.66GB of my videos. I fell asleep watching Mean Girls, it's a good movie, seriously but I was really sleepy. When I woke up this morning, I was wondering why the sun was shining so brightly. I looked at the clock on the wall then threw a huge fit. It was eleven. I missed school. Again. Fcuk.

So I took a nice long long bath to cool myself down, I brought my speakers into the bathroom and started listening to Amy Winehouse. She's awesome, I love her songs. Then when I finished the whole album, I walked out and turned on my comp.

I then started looking for all those leaks in all those websites, I've listened to loads of songs so far. So far, I've fallen in love with one in particular, Beyoncé's If I Were A Boy and Britney's Womanizer.

Two different women with two very different styles of producing music. Both beautiful and both deal with well, similar topics. Out of the two, I'd say Britney's one would do much better in sales. No offence Beyoncé but

It's Britney, bitch

Yes! I'm really excited about Britney's upcoming album, I hated it when Britney's making a bloody tit of herself. Glad that she's back. Take that Britney-haters! Beyoncé's song sounds more honest though, she looks hot too but Britney's way hotter (lol, I'm biased I know...). Beyoncé's song also deals with an issue which I've often thought of.. If I Were A Boy... What would I do? Pretty much what it says in the song I suppose (not the video... being a policewoman with a guy checking out my butt at all times is so not the kind of job I'm interested.. even if the guy looks kinda handsome too.. KINDA people.. KINDA).

If I were a boy, I'd pick up chicks! LOL. Yes! I'd be such a pimp. LOL. Okay, randomness over (I'm homo, I'm just being gay.. LOL)..... okay it's over.

Anyways, I also checked out Pink's latest album. It's pretty damn good. It basically deals with how she's feeling over her divorce with her hubby, Hart. I love one song in particular, "Please Don't Leave Me". Lyrics a bit repetitive but ha! Who cares?

I think out of the 3 singers, Pink's the most interesting. Best videos too.. Check out her video So What! Bloody interesting.. I want to beat people up with a guitar too!!! HAHAHA

Oh fcuk... Sophia's affecting me with her HAHAHAHAHAness.... Geez...

Anyways, ignore my last entry. It's really random (d'oh, look at the address bar) but I might have overdosed it a bit too much. My challenge during the holidays is to come up with a poem or lyrics which depicts... RAGE! Or depression. Probably depression. I seem depressed to people. I'm not really high, I'm only high when I slang or when I'm hanging out with a random bunch of people who are usually not random.

Okay, my mood is really ruined now. Listening to Chris Brown's Wall To Wall. The video's interesting but the song sucks. It's now Elvis Presley. Random shuffles rock!

xoxoyourworstnightmare

PS: I finally changed my msn nick! It has been your worst nightmare for nearly a year.. now I shall change it to Lacrimosa and see how long it shall last. It's latin for teardrops or something similar to that.

another random post

2008-10-19T00:45:00.000-07:00

The rain has not ceased pouring since three. I sat on my usual spot, listening to music and staring outside the window. A thick mist has formed around the minsitry of defence building near my house. Its pale walls and near-invisible flag pole are well-camouflaged with a gloomy, grey sky as its backdrop. The raindrops formed the percussion for every song I listened to. From the story of a king who failed his duty to a 'girl-power' infused anthem for women who dated guys who love women too much, I closed my eyes. Enjoying the power of sound, the beauty of the beat and the meaning behind the lyrics (although 'Womanizer' does not have much).

I spent most of the time, listening to music. Immersing myself in their world, the songs need not have lyrics. In fact those without lyrics seem to control one's mood, actions and thoughts even better than those who do. It's some kind of magic I wish I could possess... Classical music is awesome, I was listening to Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata and saw myself on a pale white boat, rocking in the tranquil waters in an unknown lake, the pale moonlight illuminating the boat and the gentle breeze pushing the boat to places where I have never been to before. That's why I adore music- I go to places, some real, some imaginary, I experience the feelings of others: their pain, their joy, their angst, I feel it all.

I suppose it's a really weird hobby of mine but it helps to calm me down a lot. It's pretty hard to do it with mainstream music... *cough cough* LOW! *cough cough* or bubblegum pop*barf*. The music in my blog is pretty okay I suppose, 'Feather' is probably the most mainstream sounding beat in the whole blog but it matters not. Anyways, enough of this laidback, dreamy writing, I imagine that I look pretty darn blur now..

Anyways, you guys may or may not have noticed this but I've changed the blogskin. At first it was this Mika Nakashima one with gloomy music, to some skin whose main image I added in the words 'Viva La Vida' to and then this. First of all, I realised that the other two were not really 'me'. One is too gloomy, the other one's too... black and white? This one is not really me either... But those which I really liked are.. way too common. So, I shall once again cross over to the other side of the plank~.

This post actually exists so as to move the zoo post further downwards (i find pictures of myself very disturbing) so this post is pretty short.. My next post will be my views on cosmetics (makeup, fashion, cosmetic sugery), I originally wanted to do it today but I felt rather gloomy and yeah, it wouldn't fit in. So, there you are~

xoxonightmare XDDDDD

Another shot

2008-10-16T20:35:00.000-07:00

Hey guys, it's been a while... I serriously don't feel like posting anything to do with my life at this moment.. Reason? None...

Anyways, I felt bored today so I started visiting everyone's blogs then when I visited mine I was quite shocked to realise that my blogskin and music does not suit my entries in any way whatsoever. It's more for those depressing, emotional entries when I keep on typing "No one seems to care" in every spacing. Unfortunately, nowadays, I'm trying to be less depressing and a bit happier sounding. Note how I turned a potentially depressing entry into a random one (the 7 things, lol)

Now it's time for the promised zoo pics... I edited some of them (I'll say so or it'll be blatantly obvious).

I edited this image >: D Can you tell? (I eased out the eyebags)

Look what I did to caszella!!! >: D Don't complain! You asked for a skinny body!
If you hate it, I can replace it with the original pic... don't kill me..

I edited this pic as well.. Changed the face shape, made her eyes bigger
Originally, her eyes were really really closed so I made them HUGE
She looks kinda stunned.. LOL You don't kill me too

Petting a kangaroo

" When I daydream I look blur~"

Note the ressemblance~

Me in a skirt.. Extremely rare.. I know you're laughing..

Elephants~ I love elephants~

I like this shot for some reason, is it because of the giraffe's graceful necks or
how it all fits together?

This is adorable~

The last animal we visited the Polar Bear...

..who was unfortunately inside his cave

We first noticed the elephants because of Camelia's accute sense of smell

Random shot

A random entry

2008-10-09T03:25:00.000-07:00

Was reading some professional blogger's blog just now and honestly, can't they write in proper english? I was so spooked by it that it took me ages to understand the gist of what she was talking about. Then I went to a real celebriety blogger (xiaxue lol) and then I went to our class's blogger.. I don't see how earning money from this can get one far. True, it's fun and you get to camwhore a lot. But that's about it.

My blog's pretty far from them in terms of stats, language and photographs. I don't intend to change that, I'm pretty surprised that they let others read their bitchings and whines. Don't they have any class? (Not referring to anyone in particular. general population). However, I don't mind putting up more photos, I don't get the chance to photoshop people much since usually they're already photoshoped or they look so perfect, if I perfect them somemore, it'll cause people to puke.

Ah, I know. In my next entry, I'll go photoshop one of the pics I showed you guys months back. The karaoke one. I look pretty ridiculous with my mouth open and my microscopic eyes staring at the cam.

Okay, I'll cut the crap. Nowadays, I'm pretty depressed. I'm thinking A LOT about my results. What if I bloody fail? I'm disgusted by my self-pity and cowardliness. I can think of so many ways to insult myself. I can even compose it to the tune of ''7 things'' by Miley Cyrus! Hey, let's give it a go~

7 Things
redone by nightmare

F**k, f*ck, f*ck

I know I shouldn't say this
But I'm too pissed to care
When I think of all the previous
Obscenities you bear

It was awesome but I lost it,
It's not possible for me not to tear
And now you're standing in the drain,
That's something I'll never want to change
Unless you're sincere, barking deer

THE SEVEN THINGS I HATE ABOUT ME
THE SEVEN I HATE ABOUT ME
OH MEEEE
I'm vain, I'm insane, I'm insecure
When I daydream, I look damn blur
Sometimes I laugh,
Sometimes I cry,
And I go crazy over cute guys
My friends, their brains
are just too good
Just know it hurts
To want to be that someone else
you know and
the seventh thing I hate the most that I do
I'm just a bloody fool

It's silly and stupid
As I stare at my fat body
I think my face is chubby
So I'll edit it away
And while I'm at it,
I'll erase it
If you stop me,
I'll complete it
Let's be clear,
Oh I'm not coming back
My mind is far beyond here

THE SEVEN THINGS I HATE ABOUT ME
I'm plain, I'm deranged, I'm immature
When I see hunks, I go blur
Although I laugh,
Although I cry,
I'm a nightmare so say your goodbyes
My friends, they're fun
When I act like them
Just know it's nice
I wish to be the one you guys know
And the 7th thing, I hate the most that I do,
I look like poo

And compared to all the bad things
Which will take too long to type
I probably should mention
The seven I most dislike

THE SEVEN THINGS I ABHOR ABOUT ME
MY HAIR, MY EYES, MY FRIGGIN THIGHS
How my room is so disorganized
I always laugh, I always cry
But I guess that's what you'll have to abide
The way I whine, how I drop a line,
Everything's not alright
When will I be someone whom I know?

And the final thing, I hate the most that I do,
Is the way I whine at you
I do, noooooooooooo

LOL... I'm amused by the results, I feel much better already. LOL. Hey, who wants to record this song with me? XDDD

PS: This entry exists because of Sophia, she kept on bugging me to update u.u;;;

Deep-Frying

2008-09-25T23:18:00.000-07:00

Today, since my maid wasn't at home, I was hungry. I opened the freezer and found some fried prawns, so I started to fry it. Then suddenly, a blob of oil came out from its prison and landed on my finger. I jumped in the air and performed some kungfu kicks which JetLi, Jackie Chan or Bruce Lee would be proud to do. When I finally landed, I ran straight to the sink and ran the cold water all over the finger to reduce the pain.

I hate deep-frying. It is an excruciatingly painful task. Not to mention unhealthy (but I like unhealthy food *grins*)

When you deep fry, you not only have got to stand at the stove for dinosaur years, watching over the wok and turning the food over once in a while, you have to have the senses of a martial arts expert- one has to dodge the arsenal of popping oil which may erupt at any moment to scorch our tender skins.

There are ,of course, methods to minimize the hazard, but they're not full-proof (or fool-proof). Firstly, we must ensure that the wok is nice and dry before frying (a.k.a use a towel to wipe the wok). You can tell when it's not dry, it's like starts 'tingaling' - ing the moment I pour the oil in. Step aside or squat down. The enemies are coming!!

The second thing is that the food must be dry. You can wipe a brinjal or carrot but try drying long beans and your toenails will be longer than your feet before you finished. Also, you can't quite wipe seafood dry. Fish, especially, pop oil indiscriminately once they've been dabbed and coated with corn flour. Sometimes, I fanatasize that the fish can feel the pain even though they're dead.

Being deep-fried is probably more painful than being steamed (I don't know, I never tried, would you volunteer to be my white lab mice?) so they retaliate by popping oil.

"You think it's fun being deep fried, ah? Take this! *pop* And that! *pop* MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHA! NOW YOU KNOW HOW IT FEELS LIKE BEING BURNED BY OIL!" Aspiring directors, know that it is I who inspired you to make the movie: Kitchen Wars: The Revenge of The Fish.

Prawns like the one which I was fighting, erm sorry, frying, just now are out for blood too. You stir dripping prawns into a batter, thinking that the moisture would mix with the batter and won't pop. HA! Think again. They will splatter. "FISH ARE FRIENDS NOT FOOD, SO EFF OFF! Or I'll pop! *pop* Kakakakaka, want some more? *pop* *pop*"

SOMEONE, GIVE ME FENCING GEAR AND LET ME CHALLENGE THESE PESKY FOOD TO THE DEATH!!! THIS IS WAR!!

The Singlish translator

2008-09-24T04:46:00.000-07:00

Its syntax and grammar may be scattered to the monsoon but its succint vocabulary and economy of words can't be faulted. Indeed, Singlish is a more concise and shorter version of our familiar English, tinged with the politeness of many other cultures. Enjoy~

EL: Would you turn off the fan?
S: Off the fan

EL: Goodness, I'm in deep trouble.
S: Die!

El: If you please, would you be so good as to turn on the tap? Sure!
S: Can on the tap? Can!

EL: Hi Nightmare, it's been a while since I've last seen you. How have you been?
S: Hi nightmare, rong time no see. So how?

EL: Do you happen to have some coins? I seem to have run out of it, can I borrow a dollar?
S: Got coins or not? No more liao. Can lend wan dollah ah?

EL: Barbie, you seemed to have lost some weight.
S: Babi, you gone down oredi

EL: I'm not in the mood for a movie.
S: No mood for movie lah

EL: It is not neccesary for you to take the trouble to do so.
S: No need!

EL: Why is that idiot honking away?
S: That idiot ah, honk for what?

EL: Baby, why aren't you wearing your pants? You should be ashamed of yourself!
S: Baby, why you no wear pants? Shame shame ah!

EL: He asked me to sing a song at the karaoke, I was so embarressed.
S: He asked me to sing karaoke. Paiseh leh!

EL: She's always lying through her teeth, she's beyond any form of help!
S: She always bluff one, gone case lah she.

EL: What are you talking about? It's absoulutely ridiculous!
S: You tok what? Labbish lah!

EL: He's an unusual character
S: He's one kind one lah

EL: I have yet to pay the fine.
S: I norchet pay fine

EL: Would you like some icecream for dessert? I don't want any, thank you.
S: Want ice-cream for dessert or not? Dowan, tanks.

EL: Why are you so long-winded?
S: Tok so much for what?

EL: Why on earth is this entry so long?
S: Oi! Why this entry so long wan?

EL: Keep quiet.
S: Shaddap.

Hope this will help you out for english paper tomorrow.

How To Make Yourself High

2008-09-19T03:07:00.000-07:00

My second attempt to make an entry which has nothing to do with life.. I realised that most of my friends are prone to getting high, sadly, it hardly occurs when I am high (such a pity). So I've compiled a list of things which will probably make one high, I bolded the ones which seem to work on me too. I also listed down some comments (if I feel that I should oblige you some). All in no particular order:

1. Eat candies such as chocolates, turkish delight, etc

Pearline is famous for this. I don't know she does it but she can get high just by consuming them. Doesn't work for me (I don't enjoy sweet stuff). I wonder how she can do it though, seems quite fun. Instant highness?

Try: Turkish Delight, Caramelised Pear/ Apple, Middle Eastern Desserts

2. Slanging

Oh yes, I do get high from this. Most people do, unfortunately some can't really slang (which makes it funnier). I specialise in the British and Aussie accent (both quite similar). It's nearly instant highness too but not for me.

Try: ''Toally''

3. Acting/ Impersonating

Today, Caszella, Camelia, Hazel and I were acting out a mini-skit. Inspired by Camelia's inane ''Nooouuuuuuuuuuu,'' Caszella made a mini story about her and Kevin Jonas getting married, when the priest begins to ask for any objections, an assylum escapee will burst in yelling ''Nooooouuuuuuuuuuuu''' (Guess who was our first psycho). I played the part of Kevin u.u;;; Hazel played Caszella a lot of times, we seem to be pretty good (but when Fiona joined in and said that there wasn't any objections, I dumped her). Caszella rotated between the priest or the ''noouuuuuuuu'' dude, same for Camelia. I became high (or was it the fruit juice?)

Christine and I also pretended there was an invisible barrier in between us until Vanessa came in. Then on our way to IT, Christine acted as Christine and I acted Raoul/ Phantom.

Try: USE YOUR IMAGINATION AND DON'T BE A PATOOTIE~~~

4. Pinching people's cheeks while squealing ''SO CUTE''

Not so easy to get high through this but it's possible. Camelia's famous for doing this. Christine became our prey today. Everyone wanted to pinch her cheeks, don't you feel wanted, darling?

Try: Pinching Christine's cheeks

5. Hearing a high person laugh

Some people have really creepy laughter (V), some people sound like crows squawking (Caszella), some people sound like the chipmunks (Sophia) and others are simply.... infectious (P). It's like that 'HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA' is some kind of deadly virus, once you get it, you can't stop. Or it'll take a depressed or emotionless person to stop it. And by emotionless, I really mean emotionless not the cheery emotionless (Mel).

Try: Making Pearline laugh :)

6. Teasing others

I tease Pearline a lot, especially when I found out that she can't stand my moaning (ahh... poor soul ^^). My skills have improved drastically, I now actually do sound as if I'm having hem hem.. You can also try poking excessively sensitive people. Camelia's fun... until she becomes moody
>:( You can try Cindy I suppose, I used to poke her during the exams last year. She got pissed off with me too. Hahaha. Tickling is the main thing you do to tease others.

Try: Moaning in front of people (most people can't take it), poking people, elbowing their thighs

7. Music

Only happened once to me so it doesn't count. Just hear an either extremely happy/ funny song or a hugely depressing song (some people get high on that, strange). I recall getting high on.. If You Were Gay.. Might've gotten high on other songs but highly unlikely.

Try: Seasame Street (Elmo's Song), Avenue Q

8. Tonguetwisters

Some people find ''Betty Botter Bought A Bit Of Butter'' very funny. They usually can't say tonguetwisters properly and are pretty paiseh about it. Thus, the laughter and inane randomness.

Try: The Mother Pheasant One ;)

9. Randomosity

Need I say more??!!

Somehow, writing this entry made me very low and depressing. I don't want to depress myself any longer... aurevoir~~

Stochastic

2008-09-08T02:27:00.000-07:00

After reading a bit of Sophia's book from a Singaporean columnist, I decided to brush up on my nefarious english, yes, the quality of it so bad, it's evil. As I read on, my ego met an ignominious end. My quality of language is in a deplorable state, I have not given the creators of this language any credit. Singlish is an interesting and vibrant language but I do not wish to partake in this foul crime anymore. Alas, that itself is unattainable and highly impractical. Half the population of Singapore would have problems understanding me if I was spouting words such as floccinaucinihilipilification (spelling error?) or osculate instead of saying ''that's trivial'' or ''kiss.''..

School is a humdrum existence, it was, is and will always be. It's montonous lessons, routines and everything else might drive me to the madhouse if I continue. Already, I feel the effects such as an agonizing headache and a huge mental block during D&T. I don't see the use of it at all, it just pulls my grades up, that's all.

The molestation of lessons are also getting extremely annoying, it's bad enough that they're boring but do they have to include topics which are not even in our syllabus? From the digestive system, we started talking about babies swallowing their own urine whilst in their mother's womb. Yeah, like that has anything to do our intestines or the enzymes within it. Such wanton destruction of what should have been quality learning time is deplorable. Someone write to MOE already!!

..The joys of schadenfreude (spelling error?), although tainted, is almost bliss for me. I was exurbant when a certain m (oh yes, m for mangosteem, she looks like one) failed her english overall. The world of express students will be a better place should her name be erased from the list of express students next year. Of course, I'm not wishing for it to happen (that's mean) but I simply do not mind it happening. If it doesn't? Oh bugger. But if it does? That's sad ^^

Nowadays, I've been practicing the art of soliloquy. When I'm sthenic, the urge to do so is irresistable. Such as now, I'm feeling generally cheery now (from the above paragraph, no doubt), so whilst typing this out, I'm practicing tongue twisters. Nothing like a bit of harmless multi-tasking to get the heart pumping. Speaking of which, I ought to excercise more.

So, you readers must be thinking, why the fuck am I writing in such a bloody roundabout manner and about such a great diversity of topics? It's because I'm suffering from MS, Mood Swings not Myspace. It happens after every hem hem week. You might find me either woozy or exceedingly uncomprehensible nowadays, fear not! It's only my bloody mood swings, utterly painless and generally very fun. Especially when I start giving you the sock! (Just kidding XD)

cca sucks.. CCA SARKS HARDCORE!!!

2008-09-03T07:07:00.000-07:00

Forever in chains,
Forever dreading the blood in these veins
For how long more must they run?
I have long regretted what I've done
Yet still I remain
Hiding in this joy which I feign

choir sucks. CCA sucks. Yay. Today I realised how much I love my bed, I refused to part with it until the very last minute. I simply can't wait till school begins, imagine how long I'll spend clutching my pillow, pulling the covers closer to my chin, willing myself to stay there for the whole day before this rebellion gets crushed by the bloody alarm.

When I came back home I played Zoo Tycoon until I got depressed (because my bloody Okapis refused to reproduce, as in come on! I gave them loads of privacy). After that, I started listening to the songs of my childhood. Mainly Jpop and 90's pop. It was like yesterday once more. Kinda missed those days but then again, the new pop songs nowadays aren't too bad either.

I replayed a few songs quite significantly:

Time to Say Goodbye (Con Te Partirò) by Andrea Bocelli/Sarah Brightman
Seasons by 浜崎あゆみ
I Don't Want To Miss A Thing by Aerosmith
Sunny Came Home by Shawn Colvin
CHASE by 倖田來未

Of course, I listened to much more songs than that but those were the main ones, the first three songs in particular. I listened to them when I was in pre-school XD I highly reccomend the first song in particular, it's like a classic song of hers. It's opera tho', you've been warned. But light opera, very lovely orchestra too.

I feel like posting up more songs for download... But I'm lazy to upload them.. Moreover I have lost my appetite for blogging now so you probably won't see many posts nowadays... Also, pardon the crappy and goth poetry, I'm in no mood for "There's a shoe// which can moo//who sues// a creepy little shrew" kind of poetry. Then again, I'll try something a little more awe-inspiring. Wish me luck!!

Speaking of poetry, the book which I'm curious to produce is still very much in my mind. I want those artsy fartsy pictures inside, like... what's his name?.. Ah whatever, but something abstract. It must be the very definition of the emotion- something very hard to capture. So now, I'm surfing the web for lovely pictures or photographs. Poetry is easy to write but hard to beautify. Seriously, most of the poems out there (including mine) are simply bits and pieces of words strung together to sound pleasing. I don't want that kind of crap inside the book so I'm working hard. Next entry, I'll depict fury! (Goodbye awe-inspiring poem, anger monster has taken over!) Music too. There need not be someone singing, vocalizing or humming is preferable. I don't want the words to depict the feeling. It is the composition, the instruments and the tempo, the person's quality of voice. That is what I want. Words are okay I suppose but it should be kept to the minimum and should be simple yet mysterious.

Oh God, I've got such bloody high expectations. BAH!

~Nightmarely Nightmare

it's too close for comfort~

2008-09-02T01:43:00.000-07:00

With hues of indigo and blue,
The Earth's last picture, the end of evening
Captivating and ravishing
As a frozen rose.

I'm seriously thinking of writing a story: No, not the quotes from fear or whatever rubbish I thought of several entries ago but a proper book. Of what? I haven't really thought of it. Probably a person's conception of emotions. It'll probably be a group project- deep poetry, heart-wrenching songs and honest pictures. I'd love to be part of the poetry and song category, I'd love to write the lyrics of a song. It's like therapy for me. Once when I was much younger, I'd send poetry to my parents, nothing lovey dovey of course, but how I felt. And I sent one to my teacher in primary school too, but it was about commiting suicide (she thought I had problems despite complimenting me on it...) Anyways, some people might kill me if I just write about this, so allow me to yak about yesterday and today.

The day before this, I went to Hazel's house together with Camelia and Fiona to do our IT project. It was pretty weird, I had to become one who murdered and in turn was murdered. It was super strange, especially the part where I got killed- I was laughing my arse off and didn't know when to die, so when Camelia finished killing me, I was still sitting up, unsure of what to do until Hazel told me that I was dead, so I lay down. The lamest part was probably the flashback scene, we were all wearing kiddy clothes and playing kiddy games, namely tag and heartattack. Then was the jokes scene when each one of us said something, it doesn't matter what, then the rest of us will laugh our heads off. It turned out pretty good. Camelia was a good actress, she looked so scary, she even scared herself XDDD She scared me too but I didn't scream (unlike some people, koff koff).

It was fun though, fooling around and being random. Almost like primary school when we didn't care what others thought, we wore what we wanted to wear, we didn't care about our weight or results- we just wanted to have fun. That was it. Now we're all so stressed out with studies, our appearance and God knows what else. Anyways, back to topic. The carpark scene was weird, I actually accidentally hit Camelia with wrapping paper (lightly though thank goodness). Hazel gave Fiona a ride on her bike and then when filming began, promptly knocked us down. After filming and lunch, Camelia and I went back home. Then I procceeded to play Lunia until my eyes tired.

Today, Christine and Sophia came over. Christine and I went to Bukit Panjang Plaza first to buy the materials before going hairband shopping, everything didn't suit her tastes (and budget). After buying McDonalds for Sophia (1 Large coke, 1 Large fries). We went to my house for lunch, Sophia joined us there. We then started to snack on the fries (my maid made some too). After that, we did a bit of D&T then played Twister. Bloody fun. Making Sophia and Christine move into awkward positions I mean. I'm not v. good at that game. Then we toured my condo, played hide and seek. Pretty fun, most of the time, we were walking around so the seeker just needs to stand still in order to find one of them.

Later on today, someone whom I'm not fond of will appear. I will not name who but I will only say that I seriously wished that the one who occupies that part of my mind would piss off and leave us alone.

I remember now...
that night I thought
I had buried.

Last day of August

2008-08-31T05:44:00.000-07:00

Picture Perfection,
Yet her hidden sorrow shows,
For her transient youth
May wither like a flower
Someday, sometime, soon

This is my first try at writing a haiku. I plan to blog a lot more nowadays, one cannot deny the effects blogging in solid english can do. Although it is hardly useful for writing essays regarding worldly matters, it's an awesome way to brush up on my ghastly language. But after CA2, I'm proud to say that it has improved tremendously from 60. Writing poetry might even help out for lit. Although this haiku isn't quite one (there's two extra lines), I stuck by the 5-6/7-5 principle.

I cut my hair today into a bob, it looks pretty good really. All I need is some platforms, a red lipstick and probably a black dress to look fab. But I need to do some weight loss first -_-;;

Meanwhile, I'm celebrating the last day of Lunia. I share a love-hate relationship with it, sometimes I love it. Sometimes I despise it. But I'm glad it's over- my holidays will be more well spent. Also I wouldn't be so perturbed over some people.

It's pretty fun today, at night, Patrick and I were like engaging in the ''Who's the most annoying'' competition. Instructions? Do whatever it takes to annoy the person. Rules? None. I practiced on Cindy (much to her dismay). Here's a snippet from the conversation I had with Patrick:

your worst nightmare ❤ says:
i h8 this numbas and abrvs mixd 2getha wid no pnctuaton u luk lyk a tosser
sweet pumpkin and lotus seed says:
o... so wat did u learn from ass..
your worst nightmare ❤ says:
wot?
sweet pumpkin and lotus seed says:
embly ytdy?
your worst nightmare ❤ says:
o !+ w@5 0kae but vbidua
sweet pumpkin and lotus seed says:
wat tha fark?!
your worst nightmare ❤ says:
zomgz
sweet pumpkin and lotus seed says:
wat u doin
sweet pumpkin and lotus seed says:
u r fighting wif mie har har hars
your worst nightmare ❤ says:
zomgz! uve got brains! nvr new
sweet pumpkin and lotus seed says:
congrats fren, u noe wat
your worst nightmare ❤ says:
wat
your worst nightmare ❤ says:
wat
your worst nightmare ❤ says:
wat
sweet pumpkin and lotus seed says:
i tink i won uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
your worst nightmare ❤ says:
wat
sweet pumpkin and lotus seed says:
u friggin DuMb@$$, iT's NoT wAt, It'S wHaT
your worst nightmare ❤ says:
...
sweet pumpkin and lotus seed says:
............................................................DOTZ...............MORE DOTZ..........................

Quite fun really, but he bloody won me. It's okay though, he rarely comes on and when he does, he's stiffeningly formal. It's refreshing to see him being so informal.

Alas, he didn't give me a chance to truly shine. I can be annoying in many ways, for an instance, I can talk about death and suicidal thoughts until the person gets freaked out. Or to the innocent little babies out there, I talk about the world of adults. XDDDDDDD

It's late and I do want to sleep now, but allow me this one last chance to speak in the weird language of the World Wide Web:

tt bL@dY @$$ pwned mi! lyk zomg! wat e fork did i do wongly?!

and yes, the mispelling is delibrate XP

Karaoke can deafen one's ears

2008-08-30T05:12:00.000-07:00

I promised to type about yesterday so here it goes:

It was ACES and Teacher's Day, I barely sweated for ACES and during the assembly program I suffered from accute pins and needles. My whole leg was numbed. The assembly itself was pretty interesting. It featured quite a huge diversity of things, the best would be the video (OMG, IT WAS AWESOME) and the pictures of a younger version of our teachers. The rest was pretty normal, the dancing was interesting but the movements and makeup turned me off. The singing was mediocre, only one out of the three was good, two had good voices and the last one squeaked her way into my bad books. Honestly, DON'T SQUEAK! I know you can't help it but make an effort to lessen it u.u;;

After school, (in alphabetical order) Cindy, Claire, Felicia, Janice and I went to cineleisure to karaoke. It was fun. Very fun. But it caused me to become partially deaf. There was one song which Cindy and Felicia was singing, Felicia was singing it very well but Cindy was literally shouting into the mic (AND SHE WAS NEXT TO ME), on the other side was Janice shouting randomly too. Individually, it would cause me to cringe, but the combination of these two is lethal- I had a bloody earache.

There were a few songs which I enjoyed singing, the best 3 being: It's My Life, We Will Rock You and Without You (Ken Lee). We were all shouting into the mics with that XDDDD and to make the atmosphere more... exciting, we were jumping on the sofas. Cindy and Janice were standing in front of the glass door, dancing, jumping and screaming to it. There were many passerbys who glanced at their butts and wildly shaking heads. I had the idea that they were fantasizing that we were in some sort of cult ceremony cuz we were all shaking our pelvises so hard, it'd put Elvis to shame.

We also played truth or dare for an hour. It was quite funny. We were gave really weird dares and dirty questions to the cowardly ones who picked truth. For an instance, we made Cindy swing her jacket and say "I'm hot!" or "I've got a sexy ass," something like that, I forgot. I went up to one of the staff and told them that one of my friends found him sexy. He's 40 years old I think. Felicia was to dance on the sofa (I wanted her to dance on the table but she didn't want to) and then, she had the choice of doing one of the following:

To take 2 mineral bottles and put it on her chest
To take 1 mineral bottle and put it near her arse

She did the first one. For questions, we asked Janice (I did, LOL) how big does she want her husband's penis to be (her answer was 15/20). Claire was spared, surprisingly. "What will you name your kids?" " What's your most secretive desire?" (I asked the latter with interesting thoughts in mind). I came up with the more dirty dares and questions. I'm nice : D

Claire sang loads of mandrin songs, I could only join her for one (月亮代表我的心 by Teresa Tng). I also did my "orgasm imitation" for Sexyback. Wildly fun, but no one noticed me moaning or pretending that I was having it (am I THAT bad?). The group sang loads and loads of oldies, the most modern song which we all sang together was It's My Life I think. Everyone sang beautifully (excluding the shouting, that's pure earache). The main disappointment was the bill, it totalled to around $106. 5 people, 4 hours, $106. Wow. Anyways, here are the pics accompanied by sarcastic comments, pardon my lack of humor, not in the very funny mood now:

We started off in Kobayashi...

Cindy with a ramen beard

I look much better with a beard than Cindy, you ought to shave it, amateur! What's with my friggin expression?!

I believe both sisters need to be given the honour of having a picutre of them with a weird expression on their faces to be published in my blog, agree?

We will, we will, we will ROCK/ F*** YOU! (Cindy came up with the latter, I don't f*** people randomly, it's so not me) Note, I'm not wearing shoes. I look ridiculous, so does Cindy but she looks cute, I look like a cow. HAHAHAHA

Under my umbarella, ella ella, eh? eh? eh? Note the glass door

The Ken Lee Dance performed by Cindy, once again note the glass door

Clare avoiding the camera, I look bored but I'm not. I'm staring at the tv screen.

From this pic, one can see who's camera shy and who's plain weird. I jest, I jest. Seriously.

It's My Life, that's why I can post weird pictures of myself. Ah forget it, I can't think of anything else. Note: I'm still stoning

Group photo, the shortest person looks kinda extra yet un-extra

I wanted more pics but Felicia cancelled the ones she didn't like ><

PS: I'm 5"6 and I weigh 116 pounds, Rihanna's 5"8 and is 132 pounds. I'M GOING ON A CARDIO WORKOUT SPREE... WEEEEEEEE

Sophia's awesome at persuading

2008-08-26T04:55:00.000-07:00

The end of the examinations had a profound effect on me, I'm becoming increasingly random and my sexual humor is returning back in full force (whether that's good or not is up to you to decide). My results are so-so, I got second in class for both Lit and History (which I thought I'd fail) and bottom in class for Physics (which I thought I would pass XD). The child within this R21 soul has reawakened. My creative self has also returned to that part of the brain whose torturous, analytical thoughts drive me nuts.

However, nothing's changed that much. I'm no longer playing Lunia, I'm ruder, meaner and I'm very much emotionless now. I love possessing no emotions at all, it somehow simplifies personal relationships so much more and also adds a nice effect to my sarcasm. Apart from that, I'm still listening and loving my iPod. I admit, it's unwise to put such love and care upon a metal object but I love it so. The teachers haven't really changed much but Mrs Gomez is smiling a lot more now (she smiles like this >:D) It's pretty awesome that I passed maths, a feat which i couldn't achieve for nearly one year.

Despite their smiling outward appearance, I detect evilness on their grins. They're going to work us hard on Term 4. I'm scared stiff for term 4 seriously, physics is so gonna kill me. Maths too if I'm not careful. I'm praying that my lit, history and english will improve since they seem to be my stronger subjects but I can't quite trust them as Lit and English let me down during SA1 (honestly, i failed my lit!!!). Now, enough of school and results. They both suck and they both depress me. I'm supposed to let the child within me take charge remeber? >:D (the Mrs Gomez face again).

Now you guys are probably wondering why I'm making such a big effort to type so much today, well Sophia asked me too. SOPHIA!! HOW THE HELL DID YOU BECOME SO GOOD AT PERSUADING?! (Actually, I do know your secret, you irritate and annoy me until I bend to your iron will D:<) Hope you don't take offence Sophia, remember, this entry is very lighthearted and virtually free of sarcasm so don't take it seriously. Although brutal, your method is highly effective. Proof?

The number of times you made me blog (including this), every entry on this blog is due to your wonderful ways of persuading
You made me volunteer for the book sharing (LIKE WTF?!)
You made me go out and present our letter with you today (LIKE WTF AGAIN?!)

But it's okay, I don't resent it that much but I just find it annoying that I'm suddenly so obedient. Hell, I even listened to Cindy (she wanted me to help her out on Lunia).

The gift to persuade is a wonderful gift but oft misused (as can be seen from Sophia's powerful persuasion skills, she asked me to type a long entry and look at this!). I think it's awesome for them to have but they shouldn't use it on me XD, try convincing MOE to redo the education system- it's bloody bad.

Unfortunately, we have digressed. This blog entry wasn't design to say all of this but nevertheless, it was fun typing it out. Once again, I stress that the nature of the entry is purely humorous and innocent fun- try convincing me to study hard, will love you to bits if you do that.

~Nightmare

Excerpt from my book

2008-08-19T06:36:00.000-07:00

I missed school today. I woke up at around 6 50 to 7 and I was like "I'll never make it school anyway... let me continue sleeping.. I get to miss lectures, naggings and P.E, why not?" So I went back to the shores of slumberland. Indulging in the realm of dreams and imagination, laughing and mocking the world while at it. When I finally returned back, it was around 3 in the afternoon.

I stretched, glanced at the clock then grabbed the nearest book which turned out to be ''Shakespeare's Secret'' and spent some time reading as readers are oft to do. Then suddenly, I got this random idea of writing a book filled with quotes from the wise and learned your worst nightmare. It'll be called ''Quotes from Fear" and I'll personally autograph each and every book. After fantasizing being at the top of New York's Bestseller's Lists, I returned back to reality when the song ''Wake Up Call'' sung by the lovely Maroon 5 played. Then I got my handphone out read the smses then went out. It was 5 at that time.

I spent the rest of the day on the comp, searching for worthwhile music as I'm bored of Lunia. Then at night, after dinner, when I was listening to the gay songs of Katy Perry, Sophia kindly reminded me to update this blog. I'm doing my best not to procrastinate nowadays so here it is- the fruit of my labour: a random blog entry.

Now here's a snippet from the book Quotes From Fear:

Those who laugh in the face of danger are courageous indeed, but complete airheads. The wise and brave ones would be planning and not guffawing their troubles away. Although laughter can help calm a person, it shouldn't be act of bravery. Honestly, if T-rex was coming here and the first thing you do is laugh, let's see who gets the last laugh- you or T-rex. You for meeting T-rex, T-rex for consuming a complete idiot.

How's that for an attempt to get onto the bestseller list? I apologise for the length of this entry but hopefully it's entertaining and not too random or insane for consumption.

LAST DAY OF EXAMS

2008-08-15T03:57:00.000-07:00

Hey guys, it's been a while hasn't it? My eyebags are a lot bigger now since I've last posted and my mind a lot more weary. Is it just the exams? Or am I simply (once again) diving into the abyss of despair. The same abyss which I carved bit by bit with blood, sweat and tears. Some mine, some others. However, now I'm back to normal.

Today after school, Hazel and I went to Cityhall. Hazel had to meet her mum there and I offered to come because I wanted to chill out a bit and you know, have some fun. So we first took 65 to Orchard before taking the train to Cityhall. On our way there, we were talking about LOTS of things, for an instance, the difference between us two despite both being Aquarians, Justin Timberlake sharing the same birthday as Hazel (he's mine! Shoo!) and Miley Cyrus's weird habits.
Then we reached our destination. Our first obstacle was to find a place for lunch and it took a while. Every place I picked was silenced with a great "No!" from Hazel. We ended up in Thai Express. The food ain't bad. I ordered... either Thai Hor Fun or Char Kway Teow (not the actual name of course) and Hazel had fried rice. The food and ambience was good. The staff seemed kinda bemused by us two as we were surrounded with office folk. During lunch we discussed the past and stuff. Pretty interesting really. Then we had Haagen Daz after that. Yes, we simply ate and talked. We ate a lot ><

Now, as today's the last day of exams, I decided not to bore ya'll with a descriptive tale of our rendevous. (spelling error?) I was watching Disturbia, the video by Rihanna on my way home from Cityhall. I want to direct a parody of it XDDDD Hey, film crew, are you interested? :) Let's discuss on Monday ^^

2008-08-11T04:38:00.000-07:00

Three words:

SCHOOL SUCKS HARDCORE

There you go Sophia, enjoy~

AKI RANDOMNESS

2008-08-08T04:42:00.000-07:00

Life
Slow, Dull
Growing, Continuing, Perishing
Hate, Love, Smiles, Tears
Waning, Waxing, Ending
Fast, Tenacious
Death

There goes my first attempt at Diamante style of poetry which is basically a seven lined contrast poem shaped like a diamond. Here's how to write it:

Line 1: Noun or subject
Line 2: Two Adjectives
Line 3: Three -ing words
Line 4: Four words about the subject
Line 5: Three -ing words
Line 6: Two adjectives
Line 7: Synonym/antonym for the subject

Though I must admit it's pretty terrible, curse me not for this is my first attempt! Now back to business, Sophia asked me to update my blog yesterday so I shall oblige her with this entry.

You know, I spent one hour thinking of a suitable topic for this post. I actually wrote a prose here and even composed the introductory paragraph to a great epic which I was tempted to write but they all came to naught when my passion for it ended. So now, I shall sink into sheer randomosity again.

First of all, i want to rant and complain about all the bloody bitches in our school. Did you know that STC is famous for harbouring many bitches? I think I must've met a few already. Sadly, IJ girls are famous for being bitches. Therein lies the difference between women and men. Men fight, swear and sulk. Us women? We bitch. Some strange habit of ours I suppose. It's very common to hear a certain Jane backstabbing some poor chick to her friends. Women kill with words. However, frankly speaking, I'm more masculine in that sense. I love to fight, swear and sulk. I'm very skilled in sulking especally. I've probably sulked to my heart's content several times in school but you guys don't notice it which brings me down very much. However, fret not, an opportunity for me to sulk is coming very soon. It'll be a pity if you miss it.

~Aki

2008-07-24T03:05:00.000-07:00

My world is a constant confusion.
My mind is prepared to attack.
My past ,a persuasive illusion.

Realised that there's not much to post about even if I don't always blog about reality. There's absolutely nothing to blog about. Life is being bitch again. If joy was air, I'll probably be dead by now. I'm suffering from insane headaches and giddiness. The doctor's medicine isn't doing much. It's not from lack of food either. Anyway, these headaches makes trying to sleep even more tideous and hopeless than it already is. And when I do sleep, I wake up slightly later and rush to school so as to not be late. I've been reaching school at 07 25 on the dot for the past few days.

Not to mention teachers, constantly reminding us that this is our streaming year. Yeah, yeah I know. I'm bloody sick of all that shit. The number of projects we had and the quality they demanded is inane. I feel like throwing it all out of the window but of course I can't, they're exam results nevertheless and I should put in some effort. But hell! I feel so f*cked up whenever I think of the workload.

I'm becoming insane. Oh look, I made a complete tit of myself again. I hope you guys enjoyed that.

Mp3 Rotation

2008-07-19T09:42:00.000-07:00

Okay guys, I did say that I might be posting up songs for downloads. You might find the songs rather lacking in variety now but I assure you that it's only so as my external memory hard drive is not with me now if not i'll probably upload a lot more. I'm posting 5 songs today, although not all are new, I do think you'll appreciate the randomosity of it XP So yeah, here it is. I'll rate the song according to this:

♥ (1 heart)
-Terrible, no idea why I'm posting this

♥♥ (2 hearts)
-No idea why I'm posting this either but perhaps someone in this planet likes this song

♥♥♥ (3 hearts)
-Mediocre, it's so-so. You might grow to like it

♥♥♥♥ (4 hearts)
-Pretty good, try it out

♥♥♥♥♥ (5 hearts)
- GO DOWNLOAD IT ALREADY >: O

~*~

Vanessa Hudgens- Sneakernight
♥♥♥ [4. 213kb] [mp3]

It's a purely average track. Somehow, in the Timbaland dominated industry, i'm super used to songs of this nature. In case you haven't realised, this song is all about dancing. ''Basically All I wanna do is dance'' yeah, the chorus is basically that. XP

Jennifer Hudson- All Dressed In Love
♥♥♥♥♥ [4,763 KB] [mp3]

AWESOME SONG! JUST DOWNLOAD IT. The vocals are simply fantastic, the song's bright, cheery and catchy. I simply adore it. Jennifer Hudson is extremely talented, she's got a huge voice and she knows how to use it. I'm jealous of her voice XP

Janet Jackson- Feedback
♥♥♥ [3,720 KB] [mp3]
I'm pretty cool with this song, I don't hate it nor am I simply just okay with this song. I like it. It's catchy and the beat is just infectious. Awesome for parties, however by my standards, it's still mediocre. This style is pretty common and Janet doesn't really have much of a voice either (I know, I can't talk but I have the right to criticize as a consumer, you need to have my feedback, feedback).

Elvis Presley- Hound Dog
♥♥♥♥ [ 3,225 KB ] [mp3]
Probably the most famous song of his. The style, the accent, the voice, they're all WOOPH. So what if this song is more than thrice my age? It still rocks! According to sources, it appeared in Lilo & Stich.

Charlene- I've Never Been To Me
♥♥♥♥♥ [ 5,531 KB ] [mp3]
Charlene's gentle, breathless voice weaves a sad story of a whore of very high stature. This song is very lovely to listen to when you feel sober or when you feel cheery. Although the middle of the song (the spoken part) is a bit cliche (not to mention one phrase), this song is filled with emotions. Supressed. I strongly reccomend that you at least listen to the whole song, together with the lyrics already provided (you should view it pretty easily with windows media player i think). However I might say, I'm not sure whether her idea of paradise is true or not cuz my version of paradise is pretty different. XD

Life is boring

2008-07-18T05:07:00.000-07:00

Life is like a straight line,
Boring and thin
Drawn on a blank piece of paper
Worth throwing into the bin

Life is so montonous, like the tick tocking of a clock, sometimes I wish I could smash it with my fists or throw it out of the window. However, I lack the courage to do so. School is not better. It's like a bird cage where teachers expect us to sing the right note or do the correct tricks. We sing not because we love it but we're forced to. Now that I think of it, so is CCA.

It's not any better for CCA because all we sing are classical pieces, true, this is a choir, but why can't we pick modern songs?! Why can't school have some karaoke club where people who take pleasure in singing off-key can join and break the teacher's ear drums? I'll do so with much gutso, admittedly.

The teachers are piling me with mountains of work. So much that I don't have the will to continue or maybe it's the pressure. I'm scared stiff that I'll drop to N.A. Usually it motivates an ordinary human being, but no, I feel even less willing to study.

The endlessness of this feeling,
Strikes me as vividly unappealing
The urge to erase it all and start all over
Leaves me all so moody and sober

Screw the poetry, I feel like screaming at the top of my voice. I want to say so many things but this cursed conscience of mine refuses to let me do it. SCREW IT ALL.

Postscript: I am not insane, I'm perfectly sane in fact, just mildly pissed meaning that I become shamelessly direct and honest. If I'm really angry, I'll be so sarcastic, it can cause people to smack me (and I'll kick them really hard in some tender region if they really do)

Postscript 2: I acted like an absolute tit. Forgive me ya'll.. I'll make sure that my next entry is something happy, deal?

Trees

2008-07-16T02:59:00.000-07:00

Friendship is like a tree,
With proper care and love,
It will last for all eternity.
However, this same tree can be destroyed
Together with all the times we enjoyed
With a single stroke

Some trees are thick,
Some are thin.
Some snap when the wind blows,
Others last even when a storm shows

So what kind of tree
do you think ours is?

Introduction

2008-07-15T06:11:00.000-07:00

Greetings all, it has been months since you guys last heard of me on blogspot, for those who read my LJ, my last post would've been a month ago. Typing out my outrageous posting habits now, I feel just a little guilty for it. However despite my guilt, I don't propose to do anything about it.

But I must stop dwaddling about the past (and future for that matter) for the show must go on. This post will be, surprise surprise, an introduction to this new blog. This blog exists purely out of boredom, it was created out of boredom, thrive from boredom and might be deleted out of boredom's sake too. As I had stated in my welcoming message, be prepared for spontaneous bursts of randomness.

I will be posting a lot of things. From a beginner's guide to sarcasm and mockery to album reviews, this blog will be the epitome of randomness , yes that is the name of this blog. If you don't like it, then scram. But this blog will be slightly different from my last few blogs, it will have a crisper, snappier tone to it when it comes to relating what happened during the day. I am open to comments and criticism but if you must critique it harshly, try to be merciful. I'm in an irritable mood nowadays, so I would so hate it if you would ruin my gorgeous day or darken an already rotten day.

I'm thinking of posting entries regarding makeup later on, anyone wants to be my model and photographer? Or does anyone want to give me tips to try out? I want this blog to be fresh and new, I welcome any sort of suggestions for my next few posts. Here is a list of contributions you can oblige if you're as bored as me:

Beauty advice (makeup, skincare, etc)
Recipes (non-fat, high in fat, whatever)
Pictures (no adult content)
Videos (no adult content here either)
Album reviews, song reviews (I want your opinions too)
Jokes (everyone likes to laugh)
Anything else, I don't particularly mind what if I like it, I'll use it

I'll give credit where credit is due if you would be my muse for my next post, your lovely name will be typed in block letters.

Alas, the darkness outside is so tantalizing, I can barely stay in front of computer anymore. I shall be off.

With love,

Your Worst Nightmare

Postscript: I forgot to mention earlier on but some entries might be depressing, I'll put warnings if I think it's depressing, no worries.