12:24 PM
stupid egoistical inhumane asses. frankly speaking, if these people weren't guilty, why would they automatically admit to it? and since they have already admitted to it, why not apologize to us? that's all we ask for, a real apology. if they can't accept her apology, and refuse to give us an apology wither, i'm sorry to say that... i have nothing else to say. it's not like they're not human. humans have feelings, humans can apologize! just because these bunch of people are older than us they think they rule the world. well just so they know, they don't. we're not being quick, we're stating facts. the real, hard cold facts. if they can't accept it but for some reason still admit to it indirectly, i wonder if there's something seriously wrong with them. there, i've said all that i can and yes, i wish we had never talked to each other at all too. fcuk off. FLAME MY ASS. not literally.
well, i think the teambuilding day on friday was great fun!!! i feel so proud of 2asshology. yes, i prefer the name ASSHOLOGY so what? only crazy people like them are unable to accept this beautiful piece of art. so our cheer didn't go all that well but i'm sure we all enjoyed it tons. still, the star hunt was horribly planned can. it seemed to me as though we were having PT. so end up me and gfish meander around the whole place aimlessly until it was over. please lah! the first clue they gave us was like hell shit like that can. wait, is there even shit in hell? nvm. but i liked the second one... star bonding i think. wahhh i like the charades! so hilarious can. 'i have a cute nose', 'purple toenail' and of course the best of all 'i use toothpick to pluck my nose hair'. wth?!?! haha, the first station we went to damn stupid can. tht sc just refuses to laugh. actually he almost laugh lor, bet he stopped himself. but of course with 2asshology's amazing cuteness, we got an xtra 1 point. and the last station. lolz, we whine and whine until the poor sc gave up. anyway, hope RV will create more events like this and let us have more fun and of course.... skip lessons!!! =D
i could spend my life in this sweet surrender;
9:40 PM
i am now about to start planning a wonderful funeral for both my blog and bunny's blog. we shall have a double funeral together for our dear blogs. of course, contrary to what many are thinking, my blog's coffin should be made of platinum, inlaid with well cut pieces of sparkling emeralds, rubies, diamonds with the faintest tint of pink and many other precious gems. it will be spacious enough for my blog and be lined with a down cushion so soft you'll sink an inch in if you every lay on it, of course, it is only reserved for my blog. this ushion wll be covered in velvet, deep dark red velvet because red contrasts so well with platinum does it not? anyway, let's get on to bunny's blog's coffin. i shall be kind enough to arrange it so that it will be made of fine oak, polished and lacquered nicely. it can be inlaid with pieces of silver and left overs from my cut gems if she wants. and the cushion will be only about a few centimetres thick and covered in (i am so generous) silk sheets. grand funeral eh? only i hope our blogs won't die off so soon
anyway, i hope to introduce u all to a great author called "Louise Bagshawe" and her books are very nice. i think "Sparkles" is still the nicest of all three i've read so go borrow from e library k. her books are in e adult section though and there may be some reference to explicit content. lolz happy reading
i could spend my life in this sweet surrender;
11:27 AM
Well hello, the only reason why I'm blogging right now is because I am once again SICK! You know the doctors give you med for runny nose right, it says on the packet that it causes drowsiness but I'm like this extra special case can. After eating it I seem to be more awake than ever. Thus after a few failed attempts at trying to fall asleep, I have decided to come blog for real in a long long time. Besides, it's either just me or that clinic has out-of-the-world healing powers. In my mum's words, this morning I was "sleeping like a kapok(???)" [I later found out that kapok = frog] due to the fact that I was huddled under my blanket like this poor frog with hypothermia/frostbite. So I woke up with a fever. A very very high fever believe me, I took my temperature and it read 39.5. Wait, that's the amazing thing! I still had a slight fever when I walked down to the clinic. But the moment I stepped inside, my fever vanished! VAMOOSH! Into thin air. Right, that's not really amazing is it. It's creepy.And so is the doctor, he asked me if I wanted 3 days MC! Then I was like, "What for??" And he replied: "In case your fever comes back and you need to come back for another MC." Hello, if I went back there would be no point in going back since my fever would probably be gone. Anyway, I'm so nice okay, I refused that 3-day MC 'cos I miss all of you already (yeah right who the hell am I kidding la). Don't be too surprised if you see me at Tiong Beharu plaza later on. My dear mother who was the one who was so worried that I would fall sick/faint at home if she left me alone insisted that I go with her to Tiong to do some things. EARTH TO MUMMY?! I'm ALREADY SICK and I'll fall sick even more if I go out into the evil evil air outside filled with germs and viruses no? No. Nevermind mummy, I know you mean well. Sheesh that's the first time in my life I ever ever said that! I'm feeling so bored and there's nothing on TV to watch. Well, if I'm not wrong, there's Sesame Street at 1pm.Call me crazy but I rather go school today although I would have to go for St John (I think I'm beginning to dislike it more and more and more and more and more). And the reason why yours truly would rather go for a horribly gruelling session at CCA than stay at home and slack around is beacuse of the fact that:1) I spent so so so long pinning those badges on... only to get my poor fingers pricked and bleeding.2) My dear mother spent so so so long taking those badges out and re-pinning them as yours truly came down with a fever last night already and was in a very sleepy mood and thus did not realize that I pinned everything on the wrong sleeve. -.-Hey I don't wanna waste me and my mother's efforts ok... We took 2 hours in total can. And the pins quality are so so so bad! I had Gold flakes peeling off while I was pinning them on! Albeit on the wrong sleeve can. Maybe I shall spend my time downloading that Internet Explorer 6.0 or more so as to be able to download the newest version of MSN. I mean, it makes it easier to concentrate on things I'm supposed to be doing online without MSN but gotta admit that it's difficult to talk without it hmm? Oh yeah, have I told you guys that I've completed Chapter 3 of 'ILLUSION'? Well, I did and I think my last two chapters suck so much like you woldn't believe because my attempts at humor turned out so not funny at all.I changed my mind, decided not to download that new internet explorer after all. So darned troublesome. Forget it I shall go amuse myself reading fanfiction now since there is really nothing to crap about! Ciao...*sniffles and coughs*,kitty
i could spend my life in this sweet surrender;
7:22 PM
CANCER IS A SIGN OF COMPASSION WHICH EMBODIES ALL THAT IS BEST IN MATERNAL INSTINCTS. CANCERIANS ARE VULNERABLE AND EASILY HURT, THE CONFIDENT MASK THEY WEAR IN PUBLIC SERVES AS A DEFENSE AGAINST THE ROUGH AND TUMBLE OF THE WORLD.
now, is it just me or is this thing creepily/uncannily spot-on true? well, besides the maternal instincts part thankyouverymuch. =)
i could spend my life in this sweet surrender;
9:02 PM
yoz. remember that article thingy that jwoon was encouraging us to participate in? haha, i thought it actually seemed quite interesting so i wrote a little something about it. tell me what you think ok? the reason why i was so turned off my the contest was 'cos it was meant to be NON-FICTION. i can never never write anything non-fiction! my imaginations too wild lah. sorry can. lolz, just tell me what you think about it lah aiya.
THE DAY THAT CHANGED MY LIFE
I dragged my heavy feet wearily up the stairs; the bag on my back seemed to be getting heavier with each agonizing step I took. I stepped into the lift with a groan and leant against the wall in utter exhaustion. I left home in the early morning when the sky was dark and guess what? I return home when the sky was dark too, when it was night.
I stumbled towards the gate of my flat and collapsed against it, alerting my mum who happened to be talking to my dad in the living room. She got up and opened the gate for me. It took practically all of my will power not to go down on my knees on the cool marble floor and refuse to budge. I was so shagged I hardly noticed the grin on my mother’s face and believe me, if she ever grinned, something really big must have happened. My eyes almost closing in sheer tiredness, I made my way to the kitchen, and found out that the doorway was blocked with a couple of empty cartons. Puzzled, I turned to my mother, “Err… mum, why are there….” It was then that I felt a slimy wet poke at my bare foot. I shrieked in horror and looked down in shock. Lo and behold! Probing at my foot in apparent fascination was a white fur ball just slightly larger and longer than my foot. I blinked in surprise before the truth sank in. I had a dog! It was a puppy! An adorable little puppy!
“Oh my! MUM!!! IS THAT A DOG?!?!” I gasped, dropping my bag as quickly as the exhaustion rolled off me. Barely registering the nod my mother gave me, I crouched down in front of the little white fur ball which looked up at me and whined. My heart almost melted, its eyes were so huge, so innocent! And such a sweet chocolate brown too! It blinked and sniffed at me again. I picked it up and cradled it, it was practically a wish come true! For countless years (right, so it was only 5 years…) I had been wishing on every little star I see and pleading with my parents to get me a dog but each time they said ‘no’. I got really disappointed and although I stopped pestering them to ‘get me a dog…’ I never ever stopped yearning for a pet.
Of course, getting a puppy also meant getting more troubles and more complications. Before my puppy’s cage arrived, he was allowed to roam the hall while I had my dinner in the kitchen; to prevent him from scampering into the kitchen were the cartons. Unfortunately, it was quite impossible to toilet train him in one hour thus, while I was trying to eat my dinner in peace, that puppy just had to pee all over the place. Or poo in some secluded corner where I hardly ever saw. And therefore, I got all the blame from my parents as they said and I quote, “You wanted a dog, so he’s your responsibility now.” Where he withheld all that massive amount of poo and pee in that tiny body of his still puzzles me a lot.
When It was finally time for bed, trust me, I was already beginning to regret receiving this adorably sweet, amazingly cute little dog. We put him in his cage on his little bed and placed him in the empty space which linked my parents’ room and my room together. Initially it was quite alright, he liked the air-con very much. Then after a few minutes, he got up and began to scrabble restlessly around the cage, creating a horrible lot of noise. I didn’t manage to sleep a wink at night, kept awake by his pitiful whining and whimpering and his restless scrabbling at the cage. I so desperately wanted to bring him to bed so that he would keep quiet and let me catch at least a few minutes of peaceful slumber but my parents were so against it that I had to give up the idea.
To make matters worse, I had school the next day, and I was quite unable to pay attention in all the lessons. Now, he sleeps in the kitchen on account that neither me nor my parents could stand the noises night after night but believe me, him sleeping in the kitchen may have solved my nightly unnaturally caused insomnia but an innocent trip to toilet can easily take up to fifteen minutes when he tries to engage you in a little game or roll over on his back so that you will rub his belly. Going to the toilet in the middle of the night, has never been the same ever again.ok, so that wasn't all that difficult... non-fiction can be fun, but only when im writing about my beloved xiaoxiang... =) *edited*XIAOXIANG IS MY DOG LAH DARNED YOU, DON'T GET THE WRONG IDEA!!lotsa love, kitty~
i could spend my life in this sweet surrender;
9:03 PM
i have received complains that my blog has been dead for a long long long long time so here i come to update it. although i have no idea what u guys want me to write. to those who haven't been really paying attention with what's going on, Karina is ended! she died a sad sad sad death. lolz. i think mrs woon was seriously shocked at what i wrote and i've a feeling she's going to reject it. nevermind, it's still my pride and joy. wanna share this poem with those who haven't read it because im like so darned proud of it:POOL OF DARKNESSStruggling in a pool of darknessKicking wildly to stay afloatI cry out but no one hearsNo, no one sees my tearsMy fingers they grip the edgeFighting against darkness's holdI try to pull myself above the waterBut the darkness it won't let goIt pulls me down and underI can't hold on anymoreSlowly my body's giving inTo the embrace of the waterMy eyes are slowly closingI'm falling into the depths of despairThis path isn't what I want butNo one pulls me from this nightmarei know alot of people have read that poem before so i believe that it doesn't really count as an update. now tell me what you think of this poem...:WHEN WILL MY PAIN END?My heart hurtsMy tears fallI can't see at allWhen will my pain end?It's all a blurMy head's spinningI hear the phone ringingWhen will my pain end?I feel painI feel blood flowingIt's adding to my painWhen will my pain end?I stumble outMy skin's wet with rainIt's adding to my painWhen will my pain end?Why won't it stop?The phone's still ringingHe just won't stop callingWhen will my pain end?Let me die, just let me dieNo one knows if I cryNo one will care if I dieMaybe then my pain will end.i think it sucks but just tell me what you think lah. i'm too over ambitious i think. -.-btw, a little bi of advertisement here... Bunny's writing a (i think) wonderfully great story so let's hope she hurries up and finishes it on time then we can all read it.. =Dtill next time... bye!!!
i could spend my life in this sweet surrender;
