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my mum saw a Happy Meal toy and thought it was a penis. She didnt use the word penis, but she said something else which means pretty much a dick in our terms. A HAPPY MEAL TOY! she thought it was some sort of joke and it was my sisters, to which I burst out laughing. A PENIS! it was supposed to be like a toy saxophone or something??
Anyway I'm back from Batam peeps!:) Hope the children like what we've done...It was quite an experience I must say

I've been currently doing cleaning and all cos my relatives are coming from OZ..(I have like a whole new wardrobe of things to wear due to the clearing out of things and taking stuff from my older sister. And plus I just ripped her jeanskirt apart, bleached it and cut slits in them and now its a new pair! I can kick Recession on its crazy ass.) anyway I'm supposed to bring my cousin around, we're both about 17 which means..underaged fun?? hahahah any suggestions please send them my way cos I'm having a tough time thinking of stuff we could do for the duration of her stay..:) Thanks!

I really am never going to even go NEAR my homework. I feel so liberated not having to attend any school. omg, Highschool musical on Spore Idol is the funniest shit ever! Im sorry is 'Zac' supposed to be tricking us into believing he's Efron or something? like even kids will know the difference too funny. sorry I laugh at weirdest things, like omg today I watched the whole NewMoon 'saga'. Too damn funny. Its supposed to be taken for reals right? Things like this and Polo Boys are just too good to be true.

JUST A HEADS UP; THERE IS NO MORE PEPPERMINT MOCHA FRAP AT ANY STARBUCKS OUTLET, TIL LIKE, FOREVER. NO JOKE, SOME STARBUCKS GIRL TOLD ME AND I HAD A BREAKDOWN INFRONT OF HER.

(This isn't the only thing I've missed about school.)


I miss this too..
(Ultimate fail, if you don't understand what weird hand signs the boys were doing, well its 1T03,but backwards.)


Well, its the holidays. How fast the year has passed... I mean, since the disaster that was orientation, I mean, can you imagine a whole year has passed and a second year is about to begin. I mean INfrigginSANE.
I think the holidays is most definitely a time for...reflection and relaxation and everything that you can't do when you're heads all muddled in crap that isnt important(Like binomials or something).. and maybe people like it cos its a time to get hammered with booze that you didnt pay for, or for gifts that relatives whose name you don't even know gave you or great food that for a day or week you don't care if it makes your ass huge..I mean, okay maybe its all of that, but it's also a time for feeling. A time for family. And togetherness and bonding. Doesnt have to be your own family, its just got to be people you care about,like friends,or community. I like the feeling of being out and a carol starts playing, and the lights down orchard(although it doesnt seem to be that awesome nowayears) I like the feeling of getting into the spirit and wishing strangers Happy Holidays, or buying or receiving gifts, or telling someone their dish is the best dish on the table or that their outfit is gorgeous and watching them light up... Somehow the adults seem resigned to this 'magical' spirit of Christmas or New Years. I don't want to be like that ever. Last time I had a Peppermint Mocha at least once every single week leading up to Christmas. And the countdown sure did feel good.

Okay, I want to go and watch Grey's Anatomy gag reels now cos I finished watching the last episode(omg, obsession much) <3 Mcsteamy is LUSH!! If it were legal I'd want to be Eric's 2nd wife. and when Mcdreamy cries, OMG. Robert next baby. Its kind of impossible for someone to be that hot. And its kinda a known highly-researched fact that guys with accents are immediately hotter by 105405481320988% like, thats mathematics right there.


"P.s: Miss you guys!!(Although Shruthi's tiny here, I miss her SO MUCH!)


Have a great one guys, remember to leave the hate at the door and love in your hearts.

I am now done with my very first job. Well, there was job attachment in IJ but I didnt get paid so its not even counted.(And I swear I forgot who I did it with whoops) Well, at least it wasnt BestDenki ala some of my friends..hahha and the kids were cute. The whole job was such an experience. I was like one of em old, CPF-paying folks. INTENSE. But I learnt lots of new things. Like how to insert stuff in other stuff(okay that sounds a bit wrong), but I am SO insanely awesome at the job I could do it with my eyes closed. As in literally, I can literally close my eyes and do it, which is what I did cos I was so bloody tired since we had to finish about 5000000 thingys...
And you also learn other things like, how odd it is to be in the same work environment as your sister who comes and complains about boys while doing work, how to calculate everything you buy using 'work hours' e.g:'That Peppermint Mocha just cost me an HOUR of pay!",how to feel uncomfortable being the youngest people around all the office-folk, how to wrap stuff up and how sometimes people who speak in a foreign language sometimes sound like their having sex. Its really odd and a bit unsettling actually.
Oh wells, I bet Tits didnt think I could do it, but I did. She was all freaked out when I told her about work, which btw, I was soooooooooo excited for. Like omg a job! I like never ever do anything economically productive like, ever! well firstly its only part time and it was only supposed to be for a day but it turned out to be 3!
Ohwells, I was such a pro at it so whatevs, I suprise myself sometimes!
Now I really want to pick up something during the holidays!!!!!! Mariah said she wanted to join a sewing class I bet thats not gonna happen but I want to!! And I should take those knitting sticks out of the closet. But I dont know how to knit:( Like, I will do it if I know how to. I need to channel an old lady, cos vintage is always the way to go.
Well, I wish to finish watching Pretty Persuasion that I only got to see a bit off at Amanda's..And I want to watch other stuff like Glee, GossipGirl, MadMen, New Moon(only cos of Roberty),Vampire Diaries, HistoryBoys, any period piece or foreign film(Especially a French one!!!) and the list goes on...



so.. words of wisdom for you; Stay in school guys, work is not sex. well, unless you're a hooker.

Today I was waiting for my dad to pick me up after school, so I sat by a quiet little spot I found..It never dawned on me that someplace in SCHOOL, would be so...peaceful. Not many people were around, and everytime someone were to walk by, I looked up, and had the urge to smile and wave. Trust me, I wasn't in that smile and wave sorta mood.(Thats hardly the case in school. Actually, when I was in 'da hood', I waved at this boy I went to Batam with. He stared at me like I was insane. And its obvious he knew me because how do you forget some crazyass chick who keeps wanting to dump you her food?? maybe he thought I was insane cos I pretty much ignore them all in school. HAHAHA.) Anyway, although my malay A level paper was over(more on that later), I felt this incredible sense of sadness and frustration, instead of the happiness and elation I was expecting after completing what I deem to be 'hell', in some terms. yeah, today I experienced something odd, by my standards. I stared at the rain beating down on concrete and slush and bricks and metal barbed wire outside the school porch area, which used to have a pond. And it was instantaneous therapy. I could've stayed there longer, all huddled up in my hoodie, had I not been starving from food depravation the whole day...
Anyway, I'm done with Malay. DONE. but well, not exactly, seeing as I have yet to put my minah-ness to good use*coughs(Do you still get to call yourself a minah if A) you dont know how to spell it, and B)you're not Malay and C)you wrote fridge instead of aircon and said sky animals instead of birds in your A level papers).. Well, I think I should just stick to facebook stalking, its fun that way. 
That day we celebrated J1 Graduation.. All I want to say is; I really really love you guys.. some of you deserve special mention but I shan't delve into this here.. I hope we stay like brothers and sisters forevs(and unite agaisnt a common enemy i.e ct)Love<3
brother pauls leaving..which people think seems to be like some kinda apocalypse. Cos like... Bro Paul=CJC, and all...Well, change is the only constant, so... goodluck with em kangaroos!

You ask me what I want..and I say; Write me poetry, Buy me swedish meatballs and real chili dogs, paint or take photographs, have sushi buffets because we can, laugh at couples, plan a wedding, crash a wedding, laugh at guys, laugh at their girlfriends,laugh at kids who claim to be adults, play with kids, go to Bali cos our parents let us, go to Batam for a day to live at the orphanages like that French couple I saw, say things in different languages randomly and not understand each other... you told me what you want already, and now I'm telling you mine.

I have added a Chinese drinks stall dude I love and an arabian thosai seller to the Hot Kopitiam Guys of 2009

 I do this every time. I dont study and I panic. Then I go back to not caring. But then, I think I've reached a new level of not caring. Thing is, I've been in a very, "Have faith in God and see what happens" kinda mood. I'm not the kind who preaches, because I think religion is something very personal, but I mean, I really do believe that whatever happens, happens.
I think I dont tell people a lot of things. and when I do, its all weird and doesnt come out right and to the wrong people. Theres so many things the people close to me dont know, be it family or friends; things I've done, feelings I've felt, people that have walked in to my life... I always make things awkward. Its how my life works.. And you know what,  people always think regrets are bad. I dont. no matter what people will have regrets, big or small. and I dont believe that having no regrets makes you happier. It just makes you human.

I have a weird conception of beauty. (People look at old,white guys and think of me,.Even when I'm not there. I wonder why...)
 I dont like musles or 'buff' things(a.l.a POLO BOYS! WHICH OMG WE ARE SO HAVING A VIEWING PARTY AHHAHAHHAH BANANA HAMMOCK 'FTW'!), I like the used&abused, the bed/sex hair, I like boobs&butts instead of bones, I like being stuck in the past when girls used Hat-bags/red lips/perfect dresses. Which explains my fascination with MadMen. sigh. Anyone can recommend good old Hollywood movies?
I swear, everytime I get my period everyone just gets ten times hotter. Like, freaking hell. I couldnt even concentrate on my papers yesterday. Its like a whole army of them turned attractive overnight. sheeeeeeesh.
I bleached my jeans the other day. And I ripped another pair. I now want to cut off some and remove the threads. I HAVE MEGA JEAN ISSUES I CANT STOP! 

anyway, theres now 4 people I'm trying to avoid. Make that A GAZZILION. shit, Its just going to be so awkward. ARGH. Life Suxxxxxx(Thats Sucks with a X. thats how bad it sucks)

well, back to studying infront of the Television box.

It is OFFICIAL.

If Samantha(AKA Tits Sin Ying) DOESNT marry a CHINESE, she owes me.... $1000!
And If she DOES, I have to pay her $100.

This isnt a lie, we actually wrote this down on paper and legalised it with a witness(Samira). As in, we're both not going to back out ever. And I know what you guys are thinking, whats up with the odds and all because theres more in it for her to lose,1000 versus 100... But honestly, when I signed the paper its like practically me saying "Dude come back when you're married and you get a hundred bucksssss for doing nothing except eating wan ton mee for the rest of your life"... SHEESH. EASY MONEY!  She's defo. going to marry a lnx. but I have my hopes otherwise so I can get some hard money....

Yesterday I played Truth or Dare with a priest. I swear things get weirder and weirder by the moment. yesterday was fun.. if you take away ALL the awkward moments. Maybe it was fun BECAUSE of the awkward moments. SHESSSSSSSSH. omg harrypotter ahhhhh hes so going to see me around 'da hood'!!!!!!
I swear after playing TruthorDare I always swear to never play it again, but NOOOOO...

ohwells. anyway You know we were trying to stop a cab, me, V and JJ and you know what!! The cab stopped and everyone behind braked and was like HONKING. so then cab driver goes, 'hurry get in the cab' so we zoom in and guess what! He starts cussing like a sailor! " Fucking S'poreans! Cannot wait! Fuck them la ask them to Go FUCK SPIDERS" FUCK SPIDERS YOU KNOW!! OMG I HAVE NEVER HEARD THAT IN MY LIFE ME AND V LAUGHED Omg I swear I couldve cried. And then JJ was trying to play along, but he was soooooo trying to hold it in. Singaporean cabbies are awesome. Like an insect. Where the effs did he get SPIDER from yknow? Like out of all the people/animals/things. 

Ok going off to have some malay food! Selamat Hari Raya, SAMMMMMMM & HUDAAAAAA & SAEFULLLLLL & SHAZ and all those celebrating!

6 inches. Thats the length hemlines are likely to drop this fall. Historically, minis go out of fashion when the economy tanks.

This was what I learnt today from reading Cosmopolitan. And also, lots of other highly R21 stuff. Supposedly when Cosmos sold in shops here they have 'unsuitable for the young' stickers. Anyway, I feel very dissatisfied. Like its getting to me that the more I watch Style Network,E!Entertainment,read Vogue and all, the more I feel that what I'm supposed to be studying is not what I should be studying. I don't know I just feel that in this frivolous world I would get a lot more from not studying at all.
I am too extreme, when I feel like being all P.R, I smile and go with whatever the shit you are saying. If not, I want to tell the truth and I don't think before I speak, like not caring about what people say because I don't know who the hell they are talking about(even if its someone who has been in my school for years etc)

Anyway theres so many people I want to see(Shruthi,Ruth,Olgs,etc) I met Mariah on Saturday for some E.A thing.. Missed her so much, good having to talk to her.. And I saw my cousins Gillian&Felicia who were pretty:).. The St. Patrick's boys were funny I couldnt help but smile when I was walking around and when they lined up in a row with their hands out.(Again, extreme. I love "old,hairy men" according to classmates and I check out young boys when I can..Just kidding!)This is the school that produced people like Eugene and my brother, after all, what do you expect right haahahha.
Went to an army open house. Its so romantic eh the war stories "I'm going to Iraq and staying in between the bloodshed for a year" but then its more like "I'm going Pulau Tekong, see you when I book out ah." here.... ohwells. I'll settle.(Love the hot boots army boys don.)
The one week school holidays are this week, but you cant exactly call it a holiday when you still have to go back to school. I swear I dont get it sometimes. Not cool, people, not cool.


"Thats what I would call some Eurasian good looks."

supposedly theres a gay kiss scene in GossipGirl next season, like someone found the script. Ooooh. Can't wait for that one. And I want to watch Mad Men!(I love their dresses and January Jones is purrdy! Oh, and so is the guy!! Ahhh I love the setting- 1960's America!) Oh and the Woodstock movie or something. Hippies are freaking insane. 
I adore every other era but this one!!(wait, we're not in any era)  and Im following DitaVonTeese on Twitter. 

Eugene is sooo sweet! That day he hit my water bottle(you know those glass Starbucks tumblers kinda thing) accidently off the table and there was a crack and today he came to school and hid a new water bottle in my bag!! I have the best partners <3
Oh and tomorrow I'm going for...waitforit....A SCHOOL PLAY! can you imagine me at some school event!! like who does that. Ok anyway Im going to support my other partner(who didnt buy me a waterbottle but makes up for it by giving me lots of love and attention. Oh and crapload of food.) and Rashi who is damn freaking lovable!
So anyway, yeah. I'm trying to update you guys on my not-so-interesting life when I can... 

p.s: two new things I learnt in school today, Tofu supposedly makes your boobs bigger, and Mr Pang is the bestest at depicting sex scenes in womeninlove. 

I am not planning on going school later today and I feel SO liberated. Its as if Im fighting for womens rights in the 50's or something... Which brings up the point that that Hippie-drugfest Woodstock thing is so bloody cool I think I might just live in tie-dye and fringe and braids for the rest of the year.

On the way back from the visit to my friendly neighbourhood doctor(can you call him that when you've never seen him before and the only reason why he's friendly is because he gave you an unbelievable 3day MC), I chanced upon an old uncle who set up shop infront of a secondary school and was selling; Old-school Ice-cream!!!
me: Hey uncle, do you have bread?(for those unfamiliar, I wanted the bread with icecream. If you dont know why and how anyone would eat bread with icecream, you are probably not Singaporean and have not met one of these cool uncles on bikes)
Uncle: *shakes head
me: Oh no..ok then I'll just have the biscuit
(Although I really didnt WANT the biscuit. Bread is cooler and more old-school I find)
Uncle: No
(OH NOOO! Not biscuit too! fine I'll just have the PLAIN ice-cream)
me:er..ok then. I want...
Uncle:No! *shakes head
Mum: Oh Uncle, no more?
(My mum was perceptive enough to realise there might be no more icecream,which would make my excitement upon seeing the open stand really useless and uncalled for.)
Uncle: No..No.
OMG I was so sad. It was as if he said I was supposed to go back to school at that moment and do mass pe(which btw I totally skipped yay me) I dunno why I listed out our conversation. Maybe to show you the build-up of the many "No"s and "shakes head" which made me really depressed for like five whole minutes after. I havent had it for like, years.ok maybe an exaggeration. but still. Then I went home and watched "America's Best Hotdogs"and I was craving for those true American Chili dogs. I just really realise how much I blog/tweet about food. Oh wells. Now I feel like having Swedish meatballs from IKEA.after having some herb-sauce pasta delivered(Trying to be healthy always fails. who needs healthy when you've got yummy!!) but whatevs.
I still havent received pics from Jessica's birthday...:(
My dad is funny my mum told him about this girl I had a problem with and he was all like"who is she man whats her address??" HAHAHHA. what a joker.
oh wells I guess I should go now; trying to give out rad relationship advice to older yet maybe not-as-wise peeps. good luck with em' lifes, ya'll.

*note to self-
-Take JJ up on the offer with Vien
-call my nan
-see the principal for lamest reasons known to man.
-learn to sew/knit.
-put up photos when I can get them up.

I was watching the Hills with my kickass sister that day and it was the last episode with Speidi's wedding, like the real one in church not the 'fake' Mexican thing... anyway, Lauren kept saying before that she wouldn't go to Heidi's wedding.. She said something along the lines of; Why go to a wedding I dont believe in... Or something. You know when she said those things, it really made sense, but thinking about it, if I were her, I would go. I would've shown up, maybe slink to the back of the pews for a quick exit...Maybe even sit right in front so that everyone could see me there. and quite honestly, I'd like to think my friends would do the same for me. Its never easy when a loved one makes a mistake, or a choice that you dont agree with. "I dont like who shes seeing" or "I dont think he should leave Singapore" or even about her buying an ugly dress. But you know, ultimately, its THEIR decision, one you can never take back and change. No matter how much you tell her "That lipstick is so not your colour" and she still buys it, its up to her/him(If its some cross-dressing dude) Anyway, I also think part of being there for someone you love is actually being there, not physically or in flesh, but in heart. To actually be HAPPY for the person you love, and that includes being happy when they are. And I think for something like a wedding or an event, showing up isnt such a bad idea.... After all they've been best of friends and all, over those years.... Who cares if you think the guy's a dick, she was there for you and you should be for her... So what, if he breaks her heart and she comes crying to you are you going to be like I-told-you-so? Thats not what she needs... All that moralising judgement.

I.WANT.SUSHI.BUFFET.AGAIN. OMG, I hope I never get sick of ittttttt
miss all of them, hope to see them on Saturday(I saw Ruth at BK omg I was like so excited. And I just NEED to see Shona!!)

I have homework and tutorials and shit that COULD reach to Mount Everest and back. There's no way its going to be done, so Im like in quite a pickle.
I have to start doing stuff, and my math teacher doesnt really like me.. He wrote along my name "needs more practice" So now my paper reads "Sabrina needs more practice." Thanks a lot ah, like I didnt know already. but cant beat the "OMG" he wrote on Sam's. HAHAHAHA.
*Why is it I have a phobia of phones and cant answer calls?? I hate talking on the phone Im so not a girl. And also I dont like to answer numbers that I dont know.

I do not make fun of other peoples boyfriends. I do not roll my eyes at people. I do not purposely ignore calls from nice people. Except I kind of do. I didn't thank this nice gentleman who opened the door for me in school on Friday. Normally, I would be pissed if I did that and no one cared. I walked through the door with him standing there being all cheery and nice, and I ignored him. Probably with a stoned 'get-out-of-my-space' face. Well, it WAS early in the morning; too early to think, too early to be ALIVE. I need to be nicer.
School kills though. I keep wanting to run out of the doors every day; whether or not I have stupid P.E, extra lessons, PW, etc. Its like an instantaneous feeling of escaping. And then as I walk on the overhead bridge I realise theres no where I actually need to be or go. Oh and for all you ladies out there, a shout out- be careful of your skirts cos theres a real huge tendency for up-skirts when you cross the bridge. VITAL information. Especially if you dont wear shorts. Which is like not many people although I dont get why.

Today when I had dinner I walked up to the salad bar at the restaurant and saw this dude. I immediately told Shona I would "Tap that". It wasnt a joke, I really would've. & Sam cheated on me. Whorebag. HAHAHAH I have no life.
I have to get up for a family brunch thing tomorrow, English Breakfast babyyyy yeahhh(Not our definition of English breakfast shona,winks. The real kind. Btw Shons has project 'HowtoPutonaCondom' tmrw. screw her)

Locking posts seem fun..I should do it more.
 "I cannot stand this any longer. I cannot live not knowing any longer. I cannot breathe and my mouth is so dry. And I am afraid and I am no good and I frighten the horses.......Because I am not here. There isnt any me. I am only with him" - Hemmingway

Sorry but I cant put up any photos on here! I have no idea why, my computers all weird. Or maybe its livejournal. whatevs.

I found comfort in listening to one of those 2kool4skool bands with too tight pants and a bottle in their hands most of the time.
Today I hung out with my pw group(sans TJ who thinks his basketballs&volleyballs are more important than us haha) and we charted around Orchard finding a place to bitch do productive work. (I say; always let the blonde guy with rayban wayfares bring you to your location. It makes life easier for all.)
I think I do weird things when I'm stressed. Like talk to the poster of the Gossipgirl guys at the back of the class, or make numerous marriage proposals. Sometimes when Im stressed I think I want to be alone, and then I call on some people to cheer me up eventhough I hate the fact that I need people to make me happy. Too much time with the hermit. He makes me hate people.
Things are boring. I'll leave you a photo of Blakekham because life SUX(not sucks. SUX, which is way worse than sucks.) And those were happy days. I want to talk to someone now...and thats weird if you know me because I'm hardly a lets-talk-on-the-phone-for-hours kinda girl.

Please dont act like you know me, its really annoying and kind of makes me want to scream. I'm sorry you're so emotionally unavailable. Stop channeling Meredith Grey.

 Thanks for all the birthday wishes <3
to those in school,usuals,relatives,all of youuu.

I got some of those "Whats it like being 17" questions. I pretty much just stare at the people asking it. Its like it doesnt feel like anything, yet it does... In a weird-ass way. Some of my friends thought it'd be a good idea to suprise me at home. NO ONE WAS AT HOME HAHAHA losers I thought there wasnt going to be any suprises! so anyway, I was out and like, about to meet my lovely sister(who got me stuff yay) when Amanda said she was on the way so I was like ok I'll wait and we turn the corner and they were all there with cake and dinner. so yeah we sat until like we had to get the last bus.(poor jess missed her last train!) And they annoyed my parents during their date ahhaah!

Sam is the most amazing, she wanted to watch Harry Potter with me so "Then I can grab your ass when dumbledore died" HAHAHAH
but I hate her cos she didnt squeeze mine on my birthday:(
(pictures when I get them..)
Remember to love the one you're with; Rock on bitches.

Happy Birthday,B. it was a fun partyyyyyyyy:) Before that too. The whole one-year old picnic plans finally being realised."who bought her a dildo!?!" Oh and going agaisnt a crowd of thousands and then talking to men in uniforms. HAHAHA. and anti-climatic firework displays, failed Museum plans(I think its not in us to be cultured.) well it was all good fun shit. Remember who's B'days next(winks.)

I think its always easy to judge. When you look at a young single mum and think she'd never be a good mum. When you think an uneducated person could never succeed. When you dont feel like eating the brownie or burger that doesnt look good cos you think it would taste sucky. Its hard. Life's hard. (Grow a pair.)
Anyway today I got out of bed and thought to myself "Today is a good day and I'm not letting anyone or anything destroy my happiness." How did thinking positive get so damn challenging. Its like a constant struggle to remain 'indestructable'. You know, thinking you can never get upset by external forces cos on the inside you're happy.
Being back in school feels weird. The whole condition of it. I dunno why though, maybe because I dont like school.hahaha. Its like now the classroom lacks character again. It used to be filled with kickass photos, a mass of empty peachtea bottles and a toaster. A toaster. now its gone and in its place, new rules to not join tables with the people next to you. I then conclude that H1N1 totally wins. My table is 1mm apart from Hudas, and like 2cm apart from Eugenes(stay away from boys who trap bees in empty sandwhich ziplock bags)

Oh. and can I just say PW sucks ass. like literally. like anything that starts with P actually, PE,PW,PF(penisfishes) the list goes on...


 

Im finally excited about something! I hope I can maintain this. feed your turles and clean out their tanks, peeps. til next time.

I am going to come up with a list of things I want to do before I die. I encourage all of you to go out, and do one as well. Or like things I wanna do before 30 or 50..
How long would you want to live if you were given the chance to choose? I think it depends cos I really wouldnt want to be in bad health and suffer and all. suffering sucks. it really does.
and plus, I realised I havent 'locked' a post like, ever. I should try that out some day ahahha.
Anyway. I just realised I havent laughed til like I cried/almost cried til that day when my sister told me something so funny I literally couldnt get up from the floor. I cried. Like, tears. But I cant say what it is cos she'll shoot me. And I dont like violence and guns. Not cool, broken noses and blood and all.
Oh. and Im not even going to pretend to be shy about it but my birthdays coming soon! (I feel freaking old. Like, 17 years of my life has passed without my knowledge.)
and my last paper is tomorrow. can I get a Hell yeah or whaaaaaat. BUT. its screwed up cos its Malay and we all know how bad I am at that.(No, excruciatingly bad.) This sucks. It realllly does. Like, they should just excuse me from it right cos Im like, screwing up the language and all.... ohwells. I just hope I dont flunk it(THAT BADLY.)
Megan Fox is really just like, gorgeous. Its quite unbelievable actually, and shes with like BrianAustinGreen! and they both have tattoes of each others names on them.(I have no idea why Im talking about this.) and they are very on and off. Which reminds me to give all of you permission to physically harm me when I want to tattoo someones name on me.(Except if its like, my kids or whatevs...cos they would come out of my vag so I guess thats fine)but yeah.
I went to the hairdressers today. I want to join a beautyschool omg. how fun will that be, doing other peoples hair and stuffs. and also cos I get to sing "Beautttyy school dropoutttt...." Ok anyway whatevs. I just got damn pissed cos I really wanted to dye my hair something freaking wildass. Cos I get impulsive like that. And then, wait! theres shit school to think about. which in itself is pretty screwed up, so like WHATEVS.
I swear I cant wait for the backpacking adventure... my life here has run its course.(Melodramatic.)

Ok. keep on keepin' on.

I <3 U.K.(and Icecream stands.)

I think some people might not believe this seeing as I just finished papers(Malay is on Friday, but lets just pretend its never going to happen.) Anyway, I dont feel like I've learnt anything from school since starting this year. And, isnt the point of school to learn something? Its like, I'm hardly enriched, ya know? Like if I were to walk into a social event or gathering, I wouldnt have anything intellectual to say. I mean like, socially, politically,artistically,linguistically,mathematically,spiritually,anything. I mean, nothing I learnt in this period of time. At all. I mean yeah sure I have learnt how to function the basics of a 'G.C', and maybe learnt how plates move...but really? there are tons of people who could whip out a GC and use tons of functions I've never even heard about, or people who knew how plates worked since they were 10. Maybe I could bring up "Wuthering Heights" if the topic of English Classics come up or something, and just mumble something about Catherine being Heathcliff. or something.
I dont feel like I'm being a productive human being though...Not because I cant contribute any sort of knowledge, but because I havent impacted people to feel like I deserve to have a shot at trying to. My point is that I have not built a homeless shelter for abused kids,I have not found a cure for cancer or that I have not found a way to make myself a million dollars. And those things seem like huge things, so I guess people are going to say, 'yeah, but you're getting there every day that passes'...but I dont think so. Its just that its not in my power to do things I want to be able to do. I would still be the same person if I were to drop out of school and do weed, if I had a baby and flew off somewhere to 'travel the world as a new mum', if I robbed a bank and threw wads of cash all over the street and danced around barefoot.
Michael Jackson had his music that touched so many around the world they cried when he died, and Farrah Fawcett had a hairstyle named after her. What do I have? If I died, would people cry for a week(Or not at all) and then forget my awesomeness(I had to insert my awesomeness in somewhere)

ohwells. I'm on Twitter folks. Yes, Twitter. So you can follow me if you want so then I can follow you, or something like that...still new on it.

When Samantha told me online that she "missed my ass" I told her I'd let her squeeze it the next time we're out. This is what friends do. Friends go down drains to help each other. Friends have sushi buffets&call each other weird names. Friends do all sorts of crazy stuff(like take staple bullets from a store and then go back and buy a pack) without judgement. Friends tell other friends how bad their choices of men are(LNX-one example). I love my Friends.

After changing the colour of my nails every so often the past week I settled on a really deep purple/red. Its pretty much black, if you think about it. Anyway, bad idea, cos now my dad thinks Im channeling Adam Lambert again. Then he told me that Adam totally had a crush on Kris Allen(which I totally didnt believe when Sam said it) But my dad insisted that day that Christiano Ronaldo came out of the closet.. where does he get his info from right?

Is it bad that I found John(yes, the asian one) particularly attractive when they were showing the whole John&KatePlus8 cheating scandal thing? OMG right.. but he was so cute back then ahhahaha. And plus, I feel bad for the kids,and they are making Kate seem like a controlling famewhore. And now supposedly shes all, snuggling up to her bodyguard too. No one believes me when I say Reality TV and married couples(with eight children) dont really go well together.

Oh. and I havent started studying yet. So screwed, are we...? 
"I am Heathcliff." (Only thing I remember.) SHIZZAT.

When I got off CityHall that day to a crowd of people, all I could think of was 'Damn, I hate people.'  But do I really? Nah. People are rockstars. People make life, worth living.( Fo shizzle.)

Anyway, back from Indonesia peeps. Wonder how they are..

I cancelled a hot date today.. yet I'm feeling freaking relieved about it hahahaha
Watched TopGirls yesterday; Feminist plays makes me quite sleepy...and effing hungry
Still havent started on my sewing/knitting yet...:( Im useless.
I thought that day I was taking charge of my own life when I sent out that text; but wttf I really can't be bothered with you and your new BFF.(who btw,is totally into you.)haha
I had Indian Rojak for the second time after the whole IndianRojak food poisoning thing, and the first time I thought I was just testing my luck...The second was cos I was hungry... still alive peeps!
yes, I have watched Fighting Spiders and No, its not cringe-worthy at all.you want cringeworthy,check out Red Thread. AND, no, its not because FightingSpiders has two white guys and red thread..none. its cos they can't act(nothing to do with pronounciations!) and the script is kind of..odd."blind leading the..not blind"?

Before I leave I want to educate my readers on something..so lets talk about..
                      S-E-X!(no, not about Ed Westwick or Mcsteamy..but like. the birds&thebees. word.)
I was reading todays New Paper and the front cover story caught my eye. supposedly, students in post-secondary education in Singapore were kinda ignorant about the issue. now, it said this girl(shes my age!) drinks a lot of water and 'pees alot' after sex so as to..i dunno...get rid of sperm?
DUDE. IM NOT EVEN KIDDING YOU ON THIS ONE.
and supposedly, SUPPOSEDLY, theres this thing called the ' Sperm Dance' where girls like, jump around a lot so that sperm like, falls out or something!?  So, today is the day I would like you guys to know that the dance, SO WILL NOT WORK. honestly, kids! Dont pull a Jaime-Lynn on me..

Tomorrow is the day I go into self-exile...(will try my best to remain uncontactable in a foreign land)
Hope this is a good one; See you all when I come back!! Will try not to miss all you suckers.

signing off as mother theresa isnt such a good idea eh..
ohwells. LOTS OF LOVIN.
ROCKIN SABRINA.

Last week, a bird flew into my class(Supposedly on my bag, but I dont believe Saeful ZubirSaid P.Ramlee;is that how you spell that?) Anyway, the boys decided it'll serve a much better purpose than lets say, flying around, to save it as a class pet. YES. A FREAKING BIRD. Saeful just said it looked nice. Grey wings, or something.
Besides that, our class has a habit of trying to make the classroom feel more homely. Thus the microwave oven.(or toaster or something) and then theres the whole decorative thing with the heaps of PeachTeaBottles. Like, more than 50 or something. And our run with the toaster has been short-lived, it got confisicated. :(

went to marinasquare today.. quite an eventful day I must say..ohwells. and Cheryl called me whining demanding I come back home to do her hair. I swear she should pay me or something. then maybe I can splurge on the Topshop/DorothyPerkins/MsSelfridge sales! Which by the way is really distracting when you want things done.

So youtube comments are always so hillariously ridiculous I dont even believe it half the time. 
A guy who goes under the name "diedformusic" wrote this;

Because holidays are gifts from God.

so confused. I painted my nails a plum-ish colour, because I was bored and my mood picked the colour out. then I had a dream where I was petitioning for a new CCA in CJ..ahhhhhh. I want to be passionate about something for once! frustrating. And then I got up and ordered lots of food from PastaMania in, because thats how I roll...and plus, we called Macs but they werent having breakfast anymore. And then I watched a marathon of Friends and did Cheryl's hair. I think I want to enrol myself in beautyschool and be a hairdresser. Except I dont think I can touch strangers hair without like, freaking out. sigh. I cant do anything! goshhhhh.
I think Im finding it easier to talk to people I barely even know about things that I dont even tell the ones Im closest to... Its suprisingly easy I wonder why.
Todays Mothers day! OMG, I freaking love my awesome mum! Its so sad that some kids dont actually..The whole teenage rebellion phenomenon. I think I'm going off after this and let her play games on the computer! (yeah she likes doing that) And you know during mass yesterday the priest told us some story about how this mum gave her son one of her eye cos he didnt have two, and then he got pissed at her cos she was like the cause of like, bullying and stuff(due to her one eye) and then so he like totally didnt care about her and left her to rot while he partayed it up in Australia and then yeah, he found out in the end she did it for him so he'd have a normal childhood and stuffs! and I totally thought it wasnt real and it was! How unbelievable but so sad! I hope I can be a good a mother as my mum is when I too, bear awesome kids. I mean, I'd like to take credit in the awesomeness in itself but I guess you've got to give her props for it too...

ANNNDD. Im making a promise to myself Im going to start knitting soon! If not, working a sewing machine. Or something along those lines. SO YOU HEARD ME SAY IT HERE!(give me hell when I dont start)
Tomorrow another 1t3 gathering... Theres a ton of work to be done and Im no where close to starting any of it. I guess thats one thing I can never change eh.

during dinner, I remembered. and if you could see me now would you be proud?