fate's joke.

la ji da xiang jie mei hua.


aiii. i thought i could cheat fate once.
did it.
then today, i couldn't believe i was so suey.
thought i could cheat yet again.
but it failed.
fate had to play this joke on me.
so harsh and cruel,
utterly no taste.
crude in it's worst possible form.


now i wanna take buses everywhere i go.
hatessss.

and i realised i haven't been meeting real gentlemen yet.
according to abs definition.
oh wells.

omphing begins soon.
:)
though i have not much standards to deserve a omph, but rmb, confidence eh??? hahahahha.

white ass, if you are reading this, i put the pic on friendster cos' i though it looked pretty nice.
like emo rock. yea man. the colours lah.
sorry if i scared u ok.

bought a nice nice blouse today.
yayity.
=D



when difference scares them,
they shun it.
when they cannot shun it,
they condemn it.
fear, in their eyes.
the world shrinks because of them.
this, i laugh silently within.


the day ends, not entirely satisfactory i would say.
back to basics.
back to routine.
if only-

new skin.

was reading my sis's glamour mag and there was this column written by a male: WHY YOU SHOULD LOVE YOUR(WOMEN'S) BODY.

number 7: You can wear sandals.

Ever take a look at a man's feet? Scary, isn't it? Your feet can be pretty(toes polished or not). The best ours can hope for is non-repulsive.

hahahah. oh wells, i thought it was kinda funny.

today, right now is relax time. damn shagged from the entire week. i'm dull and dead and barely alive. suppression is the key.

as you can see, my new blog background. now, with this, i aim to prevent people from visiting this place. because my face will scare people off. HAHAHAHAH. yayyy.

anyway, red and black is so emo punk. niceee.
and i think i look slim today, which is good. three cheers.

i should stop obsessing about weight. just work everything out if i feel flabby. confidence is the key, ain't it?

sighs.

what am i trying to prove?

the day was long, but lessons were relatively ok. time was manageable. loads undone still.

BOO.

i need space to put my clothes. i'm using up the chairs and laundry baskets. DAMN.


the wayward cloud;


random thought from me: bad taste is better than no taste.

today while jogging i saw this eagle right overhead in the sky. soaring so effortlessly. for a moment i wished i could be a bird(no, i'm not a bird YET).

fly away towards the setting sun.
it's been quite long since i saw a decent sunset.

i'm feeling hungry.
i'm feeling quite hot(weather).

playing around.

i just thought i'll fool around with my blogskin for a bit.

it's not easy, i realised, but still, i will be trying my best to change my blogskin once every few days.

change is good. refreshing. :)

done with 225. i think it's pretty much shit, but what's done is done.
the week is almost over.
tgif.

time to catch up with lagging chapters in comm.
sighh.

but i am so looking forward to friday.
we deserve it, really.

it's sleep time.
-snores.

slacking those restrains.

i wonder, if i were to start omphing again, what would happen?

the history, for fear of repeating itself, i stopped.
but now, i just wish to see how things will change.
how i might unwittingly create havoc in my life, and who.

maybe my omph-ing powers have surged.
unlying wants have been fulfilled, and certain things went according to planned.
but did i omphed for those?
or merely luck?

because i am decadent.
yes, i am growing uglier by the minute,
fatter by the second.
so what?

i guess ah gui gui is pretty impossible.
waking up from a dream.

i will start practising those powers soon.
perhaps after i've conquered this bloody week.
fucking shagged.

i am miss-sleep-everywhere-i-go-because-at-night-never-sleep-enough.

huhpee.

jl: how do you have plant sex???
mz: WHY NOT? (insert super loud tone and enlarged eyes)


SERIOUSLY.

i didn't know lao meow had such interest. HAHAHAHA.

first was abs with her SM, then now lao meow with PS(plant sex).
HAHAHAH.

oh wells, it was funny to hear her retort so loudly, then gasp in horror.

today first time totally never study com217. KNN GOT QUIZ.
i blur diao ok. i just used common sense for all, and surprisingly all same answer as wl(who had same paper as me), except one TELL AND SELL. LIKE WHAT THE FUCK PLS.

i thought it was TALK AND SELL. peng.

tml sure got 225 quiz. hai. nv study yet.
fucking bloody back.

ok com225 no slp tonight.
gos bless me.

by the way, i don't really care what you think, because i don't dress to impress.
i dress to make myself happy.
:)

before i lapse into the terror of week again...

i shall give an entry to signal my surrender for the week.
haiz.
my god. i will never finish anything without sleeping.

i didn't realise how fucked com225 is.
and the quizzes.
ARGH.
sibei dulan liaoz.

i need caffine, and i don't even drink coffee unless i need to.
i see no more sleep for the week.
should have started earlier.
should.
didn't. now i'm paying.

i think i need toothpicks to keep my eyelids open.
or maybe superglue will do.
a thousand slaps in reserves,
to keep me awake when i nap.
perhaps electric shocks will work wonders,
when i fall into the slumber.


times like these, i wish the polaris were above me, and i have a glass ceiling to look up into the sky.
all night, you will lead and guide.
in the breeze, i hear your name.
i hear those whispers,
and hear the giggles.

through the forests,
rustle of leafs, more whispering.
these; cries of pain.
tears of anger.
the used.


mass deleted some smses from my phone.
tsk. memories mans.
things change, last sem to this.
people more drastic than the events themselves.
i always think the answers will come, one day, i convince myself.
truth to be told, i know the answers will never arrive at my doorstep.
nothing repeats.
nothing happens twice.
even if it does, the feeling is just different.

we are history.

because i'm drawn to you.

so the outing was hardly that successful. met abbas at clementi to take train to suntec, turns out jj also took same train as us. so damn pi4. so the two guys instantly started talking about army. -insert peng msn emoticon-

-sigh- slacked at starbucks talking cok about army, suan-ing jj about his pervy-ness and abbas being the gentleman of all times as usual.

strolled to esplanade where the guys insisted "there very romantic. let's go for a walk." hahahaha. so yea, 3 romantics.
there was soloist performance. fucking serenaded. -beams- the girl sings darn well.

got quite late for cinderella, so i decided to cab home. the guys were nice enough to agree and we waited bloody long for one. walked to main road to get one because apparently friday nights are freaking hired-cab-nights. sian.

got home in time. phew.

tuitioned today entire day. shagged.
cute kids. tolerable. noisyyyy.

rained heavily so i couldn't leave the centre. was late to meet monz. just in time for our movie STOMP THE YARD at vivo. fucking crowded as usual. -grimace-
the movie is really good. realllllyyyy.

-insert snake hissing-
-insert wolfcall-

HAHAHHA. now i wanna learn street dance.

lamed around with monz. walk walk talk talk. I MISS HER COMPANY MANS. you see this girl??? hahaha. TOP 10 SEH!!!

hai. saw a sweater from pull and bear.
I LOVE. bloody 80 bucks. seriously.
if only i love rags instead.

I WANT.
i want so many things.
it's beyond help.
stab me.


ugly me.


time flies when i'm with monz. but it's worthy every second.


i love it when you tear me apart.
i love it when pain turns into pleasure.
i love you,
because i'm drawn to pain.