Thursday, June 30, 2005

Getting dark

Like the new blog layout? Pretty cool and gothic eh?

Once again, it is thanks to my favourite blogskin designer, Shirleen! If it wasn't for her, my blog would be looking hideous with all those skins you can find at blogskins.com! Phew... Thank God for her. Hahas!

FINALLY! I'm 17 years old. Wahahahaha!

Dad and Jade were actually planning a surprise birthday party for me, but I found out about it. Haha! I'M A PLANNER'S WORST NIGHTMARE! I overheard their whispers and peeped out of my bedroom door to watch them light the candles on the Prima Deli triple chocolate cake.

I am a very happy girl now. Received a HUGE red packet from Daddy, but I ain't gonna use it. I immediately put it away with the rest of my savings (I want my Creative Neeon!). Thank you Amal, Fir, Haj, Kuan Jie, Molly, Harris, and Teri for remembering my birthday! Love y'all loads!

Da Jie Xueli sent me a song by Corinne May. Love it ALOT! I was listening to the lyrics and nearly teared. Argh... getting emotional liao. BAH! -_-"

Signed into Friendster and a smile broke out on my face. I'VE GOT TESTIMONIALS AND MESSAGES FROM MY PALS, WISHING ME HAPPY BIRTHDAY! *squeals* To Derlinder, Faris, Samuel, Rafael and Bryan, thank you... from the bottom of my heart.

Now, who was the FUCKER who conveniently gave my number to his/her friend? Think what? I'm a phone-whore is it?! Your friend feel lonely then give him my number so I can please him arh? Suck hairy balls lah!

This Chinese ah-beng called Wilfred sms-ed me for the first time at 12am on June 26th. I didn't recognise the number and replied; asking who the sender was. He gave an excuse that he sent the message to the wrong person. A few minutes later, he texted me again, wanting me to "accompany (him) chat". What the fuck? I had school the next day! I didn't reply him.

On 27th June, at 12 am again, he messaged me and wanted to chat again. This time, I found out that he actually knows me! I went on to questioned him about how he got my number and his reply was, "I got it from my friend de friend de..." meaning, he got it from his friend's friend. Hmm... creative, don't you think? What a lame excuse!

The next day, I came home to find that this idiot sent me 3 sms-es and called me twice. Being the nice soul that I am, I aplogised for taking so long to reply because I did not bring my mobile to school.

The funny thing is, he kept asking me questions which would indirectly lead me to tell him if I'm attached or not. An example is, "Why u never reply me? Scared boyfriend dun wan u ah?" and here's the classic one: "Today neva go out meh? Boyfriend neva ask u out ah?"

I told him straight that I'm single and you know what he said? "Be interested in me lor. Haha!" Egoistic jerk! I will never "be interested" in a guy like you. Not now, not ever!

Nabei! He expects me to sms him 24/7. C'mon, I barely know him, I'm having a test on friday and I've got tuition homework to do. How am I supposed to accomodate him and his pointless needs?! Whenever I took too long to reply him, he would call me (as if he's known me for a fucking long time) and ask in mandarin, "Why never reply me? drop in toilet huh?"

KNNBCCB! What is his fucking problem?! Just because he's got spare time doesn't mean it goes the same for me! He's not schooling for goodness sake! And he's even thick skin enough to ask me where I live when I told him my residence isn't in Tampines.

HA! Think I so stupid to tell you where I really live arh? What if you trail me to my place after I'm dismissed from school? Take note, he KNOWS me and I have no fucking clue about who this weirdo is. I told him I reside near Toa Payoh, and he assumes that I LIVE IN TOA PAYOH. Dumbass.

Oh great! He sent me another sms: "Dun wan sms me liao le?" Understand his language or not? So typical of a cina ah-beng to send such things. Ew.

So if you guys call me and and got your call rejected, I'm sorry. For the time being, I won't be taking any calls (since I have no caller-ID) because I'm not gonna waste another second answering that faggot's requests. Sms me instead ok? Peace =)

As for Mr Fucker aka hero who gave my number away, THANKS A FUCKING LOT! if I find out who you are, I'll twist your genitals and make sure it turns purple all over. Be afraid, be VERY afraid!

Sunday, June 26, 2005

Sigh....

Madagascar; a complete flop! Waste of time! Huge disappointment! Ewww.

Thank God I didn't have to pay for the tickets.

Friday, June 24, 2005

FREE MOVIES

It pays to be a daughter of a civil servant. Well, most of the time. With my dad working for the the government, he has come across cases where teens go astray (aka bengs & lians) and he gets so paranoid about me becoming one of them, that he doesn't allow me to stay out late (unlike my PRIMARY SCHOOL days).

I mean, if I can stay out after 9pm when I was just 11 years old, why can't I come back home after 1am when I'm 17? Being older and wiser, I am more streetwise than I used to be 6 years back, am I not? Hmm... I bet he thinks I'm attached.

THAT MUST BE IT!!!! He thinks I have a boyfriend. Parents these days are just so full of paranoia. They get tensed up over the slightest issues. Whatever.

Ok, back to the main point. I have been invited to watch "Madagascar" tomorrow!!! Better yet, I don't have to fork out a single cent. It's totally F.O.C.!!!! (Thank you, SAF!!!!!! *huge kiss*)

But still, why are they only inviting me to watch that show 1 month after it has been released? Why don't let me watch it on the opening date huh?! Wah lao... also don't give me free tickets to the preview of "Batman begins". Bleah! (But getting free entries AND POPCORN is not a bad deal hor? ok! I'm not gonna complain liao.)

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Tuition lessons have been getting better and better! Is it because of the new environment? The newly installed air-con? Or the fact that I'm aiming for a distinction in maths?

Who cares about reasons anyway? I'M FINALLY LEARNING TO LIKE MATHEMATICS! Give 'em all to me: Geometry, Trigonometry, Vectors, Locus, Probability etc. etc. "pala pa pa pa! I'm lovin' it!"


I recalled something that happened to me while I was on my way back home from tuition. There I was, walking on this narrow lane with a middle-aged woman strolling slowly in front of me. 5 words flashed in my head: GET OUT OF MY WAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Don't even try and talk to me about my impatience. That pathway is for people to walk to the coffee shop or bus stop. NOT FOR ANYONE, ESPECIALLY NOT FOR A MIDDLE-AGED WOMAN TO TAKE HER TIME TO STROLL DOWN WHILE SWINGING A PLASTIC BAG FULL OF THINGS IN HER RIGHT HAND.

Like hello, I'm in a hurry to get home to pee! Will you do me a favour and just siam?! I don't see a need to be reasonable about such stuff. You people can say, "Maybe she isn't aware that you were behind her?" yada yada yada. I'm not listening.

At the rate she's moving, a blind man could complete a 10km marathon before she even reaches the end of the path. This is no ordinary comparison... neither is it a baseless one. THERE WAS A BLIND MAN walking on the very same lane and he still managed to overtake her despite needing help with a walking stick.

As for me, I had no luck in overtaking her. How could I?! She was swinging that bloody plastic bag in her right hand. How to overtake huh?

But I heck. I strode to her left and shoved her away. Wahahahahaha!!!!!!!!! That teaches you for being so inconsiderate. Think that path is your grandfather built one arh? Knn. And please hor, nobody is interested in whatever you have in your plastic bag. SO STOP SWINGING IT AROUND. Idiot.

Moral of the story: Never block the way of someone who needs the loo urgently.

Wednesday, June 22, 2005

Photoshop session.

Have you guys seen Faris' blog? He has like, THE most original background ever... all D.I.Y. Sadly for me, no photoshop meant no self-layout.

But being the "sweet gentlemen" that he is, Mr Faris volunteered to make a couple for me! Great guy eh? Hahahaha! He has already reserved a place for me at his wedding that will take place in... "a few years" time.

So, as I was saying, I received a total of 4 different layouts. But I can't use it. My entries would be covering the totally precious and irreplaceable pieces of art. If so, effort would be wasted, am I right?

Behold! Layout number 1:



That girl sleeping happens to be me and I'm dreaming of myself? Errr.... but hey! The layout is for me. NOBODY IS TO JUDGE IT, understand? Thankyouverymuch.

Anyway, loves it dude!

Layout number 2:



I asked Faris to create a "slutty" skin using my solo picture. Hmm... I don't know if it looks slutty to any of you, but the make-up is definately unusual. Check out the blush and lipstick. LoL~!

This feels more of a makeover than layout designing.

Layout Makeover number 3:



Wow, erm, I'm awed beyond words? Wahahaha! This piece kinda reminds me of court drawings. You know, whenever there's a case going on in court and the news will flash sketched pictures of the people involved?

Really looks like one eh?!!

Yup... it is, alright. I was flashing my sweetest grin while being convicted for having a big mouth.

Makeover number 4:



WHAT ON EARTH IS GOING ON?! Comic strip? Jigsaw puzzle? I don't know.

remember peeps, no bad comments.

ENJOY!

Monday, June 20, 2005

It was Funnish

Yesterday, all my troubles seem so far away. Now it seems as though they're here to stay. Oh I believe in yesterday.....

Excuse my unusual self today. The song explains exactly how I am feeling now. My old pals, the beach, the fun-filled activities, dinner, photo-taking session etc. are all but memories now.

I wanna turn back time. Go back to when I had to wear yellow every weekday morning (Yellow's my uniform colour).

BAH! -_-" No use dwelling to such stuff... here's the REAL recap of what took place yesterday:

Reached White Sands around 10am to scout for a lil' pressie for Miss Chia. Found a super cute soft-toy cum flower wrapped in scented paper with a duckie key-chain and a farewell card. Called Wei Min to ask for his opinion and I got his thumbs-up. Yippee!!! Admit it, I always know what to buy when it comes to gifts. Hehe~

Met Jovin (after 5yrs of not contacting each other) at 10.30am for breakfast. Miss Leung wanted to dine at Ya Kun. Wah lao!!! The queue was scary lor... and my friend from Hong Kong had to settle for just a cup of lemon tea. (Maybe to her, that's breakfast?)

Wei Min, Han Bin, Jun Yuan and Boon Heng soon caught up with both of us outside McDonalds. We decorated the card and signed it... with shivering hands, thanks to the air-con that was on full-blast! Sheena came a few minutes later looking like a soccer pro. LoL~!

Alas, we proceeded to Pasir Ris interchange (which was the agreed venue to meet each other!) and saw chubby err... dashing Leslie waiting by the magazine stall. He's so tall now!! But apart from his physical appearance, he's still as crappy and irritating as before. Sorry dude.

Miss Chia arrived shortly after and all 9 of us took bus15 to East Coast park! Weeee!!!!

Regina was waiting for us at McDonalds at ECP. After exchanging hi-s with her, off to rent bicycles!! I gotta admit, my hands were kinda shaky 'cause I haven't cycled in more than 2 years. Hahaha! My bike's collecting dust and God knows if the bell is rusty.

But sadly, due to my absent-mindedness, no pictures were taken of the group cycling, kayaking or having fun in the salty waters. The digital camera of mine was in my satchel... IN THE LOCKER!!!! *bangs head against the wall*

We cycled from one end of the park to the other twice! TWICE leh! My limbs, along with Jovin's, were wobbly after stopping for a water break. Fricking tiring! I downed my bottle of water, a packet of Ribena and -here's the good part- one & a half packets of fries in less than 20 minutes! Holy smokes... a glutton, I am.

Kayaking was next on the list and somehow, the girls were all aiming to get the lime-green kayak. Erm, since there was only 2 boats in that colour, poor Sheena went for the "girly coloured" pink one. Me? I got the blue-greenish kayak! LoL~!

Kayaked for about 45 minutes when sea-sickness began to take its toll on me. That explains why the rest of the crew were like 5 metres ahead of me!!! ARGH! I managed to catch up with Boon Heng (who had drenched his one & only ensemble of clothes) and he paddled along with me. Nice guy hor? =) THANKS BOONIE BOON BOON!

Blast that kayak! Those who think that plastic-manufactured goods were light, THINK AGAIN! I was left breathless after pulling it back to shore. Still, I went ahead to play water-frisby with the rest.

The day at the park ended with us being drenched from head to toe. We returned the bikes and were planning to get a good shower but somehow, the word 'suay' still exists in our dictionaries. Had to take a bus all the way to katong area where we could finally change into a new set clothes.

Dinner was cool! Totally awesome!! Miss Chia belanjah all of us drinks and the laksa was just yummilicious (though I couldn't finish my portion). Boon Heng paid for my laksa too leh!! So good right? What to do? I was left with only $1.60 in my wallet.

Leslie, in my opinion, was photographer of the day. He used his handphone to snap pictures CONTINUOUSLY of each of us, claiming that he wanted to capture candid shots. Bleah~ But one shot he took of Wei Min was definately 'candid'! *guffaws*

We all couldn't come to a decision of where to go next. So we took bus10 back to Tampines and onboard was where camera flashes and poses couldn be seen. I pity the lovey-dovey couple who were sitting behind Wei Min... the flash went off in their faces whenever I took a picture of him (refer to previous post).

Reached Tampines around 8.30pm and the group dispersed! All of them took the MRT except Sheena and I who had to settle for separate buses. Haiz... A fruitful day, I must add.

Came home and my father was staring at my attire. "Go for outing wear like this arh?"
Hahahahaha! Trust him to leave me in stitches the moment I set foot home... I think I forgot to tell him that it was a BEACH outing. It was bloody 9.30pm by then... sore feet and aching legs could only be cured with a NICE, HOT SHOWER!

I just love this picture, don't you?


I guess I'll have it developed and framed up along with my favourite stash of camera shots. (other pictures include 1st Elisian outing, Graduation Party and International Friendship day).

Until then, this is the well and sea-sick cured Kimberly blogging off!

Sunday, June 19, 2005

2nd Elisian gathering @ East Coast


Hi, everybody! My name is Loctor Lee. Since Kimberly is still suffering from sea-sickness (her kayaking skills kanna sai!), I shall tell all that happened on this FANTABULOUS day.

Beacuse our cikgu is leaving for Brisbane in a few days time, some of us decided to meet up with her at East Coast Park for a day filled with fun, laughter and long time (never fading) memories.

Actually hor, we spent a few hours cycling followed by kayaking and water-frisby. But don't have pictures leh... you know why?
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THOSE PEOPLE WITH CAMERAS LEFT THEIR PICTURE-SNAPPING GADGET IN THE LOCKER ARH!!!!!

So wasted right? Wah lao eh!

I only managed to reveal my set of pearly-whites to the camera while on the bus to Katong for Laksa. It was MY suggestion leh. So smart hor? *starts to wave, President style*

*audience put index finger into throat*

Once we reached the destination, we had to change 'cause our attires were the ones that we went kayaking in (East Coast toilet too crowded lah)! And one stupid arse came into the gents and took a picture of me and my partner in action!!!!

Oh no! The world knows my secret! Mummy's gonna kill me...


As a side-note hor, that thing in my hand is our present to Miss Chia! DON'T BE DIRTY MINDED!

Wanna know who's the bo liao idiot who took the pic in the toilet? It's KIMBERLY! After I finish my story hor, I'm gonna charge her for indecent behaviour. How can a girl go into a guy's toilet?!?! Must punish... die die oso want her to face consequences!

MAKAN! MAKAN! Laksa very shiok wor. I heck care my "no oily food, only healthy food" diet liao. PUI! Live in Singapore, don't eat good food.... HOW TO LIVE?! Yao wo de ming ah!!!!

Women of the future... plus the moron who outraged my modesty!


Just say it... "We are HOT".

(Can you all do me a favour? Don't tell my captain that I never follow his instructions ok?)

After the laksa, otaks and lime juice+barley... we couldn't decide where to go next. Some say Kbox, some say watch movie @ Cine, some say wanna come my house play with my cat, some want to play pool and they expect me to pay for the expenses leh!!!



They on the bus got nothing better to do. Still keep asking me to take photo with them. Very sian one, you know? Take photo until I got headache arh.

You all siam one side can? make me malu in public only... I very shy one!

Anyway hor, who is that spectacle fellow beside me huh? Never see him before one leh... still take picture with me... Eeeeyyyeeerrr!!!!!!!

Ok, I say finish liao. Tiring wor... ps: I'm very grouchy now. My hair damn disobedient.



Signing off,
Loctor Lee Wei Min

ZZzzzzzzz..... *snort snort*.... zzzzZZZZZzzzzzZZZZZz


pps: I am NOT gay!

Thursday, June 16, 2005

Life's a drama

Let's do a recap of what happened the past 2 days, shall we? Haven't had the 'time' to update because I was too caught up in this new book that Dad bought me. But I've since managed to excape from the clutches of Millie Criswell's latest fantasy! Muahahahaha.

Monday was another addition to the number of days I contracted "Movie Madness". How can I not? Mr & Mrs Smith is to die for!! Apart from the sexy and sizzling hot cast of Mr Pitt and Miss Jolie, I give the director 4 thumbs up (including my toes) for portraying Brad Pitt as a goof ball.

HAHAHAHAHAHA! Oh my goodness, his butt-shaking/arm-swinging cha cha was downright hilarious! Barely 5 minutes into the beginning, audiences were already laughing their heads off. So is it worth my 7 bucks?

YESSSSSSSSSssssssssssssssssssssssssss........!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Shirleen enjoy the show hor? hor?? As for Nick, I couldn't tell if he was laughing or choking on his popcorn (maybe both?).

Went home immediately after the show because Shirl wanted to collect mushrooms and snails and.... what else? Now you level what already huh?

However, while in the MRT, my mood went from a perfectly perky side to a dangerously sub-zero! WHY?! Because some immature brutes onboard, who were making fools out of themselves by giggling over the slightest issue, used me as a scapegoat for their laughing escapade!

Three teenage (attention-deprived) girls were standing in between me and a relatively cute French dude. How do I know he's french? I'm smart, that's why!

So I was minding my own business, occasionally feasting my eyes on that yummilicious hunk, when I noticed that one of the girls (the one in specs) was trying her utmost best (but still failed) to attract the french hottie's attention by laughing, doing the pixie dance and blushing EVERYTIME THE GUY LOOKED HER WAY!

But here's the juicy part. The dude only looked her way because HE WANTED TO KNOW WHAT THE FRICKIN' HELL WAS SO FUNNY! I exchanged glances with him when Little Miss I-want-to-bed-a-french-guy was engrossed in a conversation with her two other mindless buddies. I shot him an expression which he thoroughly understood; the "I have no idea what they're up to" expression. AND HE SMILED AT ME LEH!!!! Siao bo?!

Wahahahahaha! A french bloke smiled at me!!! OOooooohhhhh.... I think I'm gonna pass out.

Anyway, the 3 girls were deep in conversation right? Suddenly, the one with long hair looked STARED at me and proceeded to judge my outfit!

Now what do we have here? A Rachel Hunter wannabe? Just to set the record straight, I DID NOT sign up for "Are you hot?" which in turn means I DO NOT need judgements, or should I say criticisms, about how I choose to dress! Bloody hypocrite, WHY DON'T YOU LOOK AT THE RIDICULOUS TOP AND ULTRA-COMMON BOTTOM YOU'RE WEARING FIRST?!

I stared back at all 3 of them; giving them the "evil-eye" each time they looked at my direction. I was fucking on the verge of exploding! But I couldn't portray myself in bad light with a hottie around, could I? Thank goodness I reached Ang Mo Kio within 6 minutes.

Too bad for the short-sighted girl, Mr France alighted at Ang Mo Kio as well. She, on the other hand, might have to take another 3650967352285095 hour ride to Satan's home. That, was a boost to my ego (I smirked at the 3 of them) and my mood shot right up to a hundred.

I shall be honest at this point of time. I walked to the bus-stop beside the MRT station (Mr France followed suit) and
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HE TOOK THE BUS WHICH GOES TO FRENCH SCHOOL!!!!! Buahahahahahaha! That's how I know he's French lah.

So sad. I'm regretting not going to French School. I want my eye candy!!!! *sob sob*

I crossed the road happily after reaching my stop and upon walking up the stairs to home-sweet-home, I came across a girl sitting at the stairways CRYING. She was dressed in a hot pink top, had a stripe of shocking pink hair and tears were flowing down her cheeks.

Me, being the good samaritan that I am, went into my room, took a couple of pieces of Kleenex and handed it to her. But I was too shy lah... I just passed her the tissues, asked if she was ok and went back into the house. SOTONG right??? Wah lao eh!

That was my first step towards being a saint. Wahahahaha! I'll be part of the holy community in, let's say, 600 decades? Must be there to watch me recieve my certificate hor!

That night, had dinner with my family at Ang Mo Kio central and PAPA BOUGHT ME A NEW BOOK!!! Yippee~~!!!!! It's been ages since I last laid my hands on an Avon Romance Novel. Couldn't find any of Connie Mason or Rachel Gibson books.... ended up reading something by an unknown author; Millie Criswell.

Haiz... life really is a drama. Dad's thinking of giving Rocky away! But it's not Rocky's fault that he's starting to have ticks! It's that Raymond's (dad's friend) fault! We brought Rocky to Raymond's store for grooming and it was there that those insects found their way to Rocky's body!

FUCK YOU, RAYMOND! FUCK YOU, YOUR STORE, YOUR EQUIPMENT AND YOUR BLOODY LICENSE! May a thousand fleas haunt you, fucking humbug!

Damn it! I'm not gonna let Dad take Rocky away from me. First, in 2000, Kay was given away. ROCKY IS STAYING! I'm not gonna let him go away because of something which was entirely NOT HIS FAULT! If anyone should be blamed, it will be Raymond.

He will have to pay me back 3K (the cost of Rocky) to buy a new pup if Rocky's sent elsewhere. The next time I patronise his shop, I'll shave the fur off his rabbits and stuff his birds with doggy chow!


Tell me, how can I bare to give HIM away????!!!!!!!!


MY LITTLE BROTHER.

Monday, June 13, 2005

Holy Choco-moly!

Blogging, reading blogs (like a typical K-PO) and reading even MORE blogs belonging to people who have no relations with me whatsoever, is becoming somewhat of a hobby. I practice this so often, that between the lines of entries, I've come across blogs of Fiona Xie (discontinued), Wendy Cheng (M18, but I love it!), Kim Wakerman (damn kiddy) and Mr Miyagi (erm.. not bad lah).

So there I was, reading Mr Miyagi's blog about how he took a quiz belonging to Kenny Sia, the malaysian blogger whom xiaxue 'proposed' to.

I took the quiz and guess what? Here's the result:

WOW!! That explains why THEY confronted me after reading my oh-so-honest entry on my oh-so-unavoidable blog. I am either being hated or loved, "nothing in between". I'll keep that in mind. Currently, I think I lean dangerously in the red zone (anger zone) of my classmates.

Oh, what the fuck! God made me straightforward, honest and... controversial??? So I can't help it if I come across as "unapproachable", "snobbish" and "arrogant". That's what you people get for being so judgemental; you lose a "die die oso must cherish" kind of friend like moi.

I offend people, I don't deny that. (Count the number of times my tagboard has been spammed). But who's at fault if the offended moron is the sort who can't take criticisms? Nobody's perfect and thus, we, as human beings, have flaws which need to be commented on in order to, let's see, be able to improve on it? Dunno lah.

SO DON'T CONFRONT ME AND FORCE ME TO APOLOGISE FOR WHAT GOD HAS DONE! He wants HER to be born fat and flabby, SHE will be born with "ba deng dengs" all over. If He plans to make YOU look like some long-haired Japanese Shin, YOU will end up having the image of a whimpsy little pup. My fault?

Another thing, has 10 years of formal education in the English Language done these imbeciles any good? Simple sentences, which are not even up to the standard of Cambridge, can be misread, misunderstood and misjudged. Toopid eh?? Tsk, tsk! It's such a sad thought that all USSR and English EC activities have gone to waste. Tsk, tsk indeed!

Sunday, June 12, 2005

Puleeeeessssseee....!!!!!

I'VE HAD IT! Why am I always being portrayed as the bad guy when it comes to issues in the family?! Gimme one heck of a reason why! It is not my fault that SHE chose to slit her wrist; she began inflicting pain on herself even before I became her "mentor". So how can it be because of me that she's suicidal?! And please hor, I certainly did not teach her to use the F-word. SHE PICKED THAT UP IN SCHOOL! geddit?

I simply can't believe how relatives (blood-related, mind you!) can stereotype me as whatever they claim I am.

Kimberly Lee is a 17 year old repeat student who is trying fucking hard to pass maths and science! She hardly has time to hang out with friends nowadays because of the amount of workload being thrown on her table. Her only worries now are her studies and the coming Judo Nationals! No boys, no shopping sprees, no sun-tanning etc. She is NOT an 'Ah-lian', she is NOT suicidal and so what if she's liberal with her thoughts? It's because of this particular trait that she manages to communicate with her dad; unlike you and your daughter.

But sadly (as always) my aunt can't be blamed for all that's happened because my DUMBASS cousin is at fault too! I trusted her! I told her every single thing that took place in my life, I confided in her about how I managed to handle situations and you know what?! She wants to be me. She wants to be like her cousin who is able to use profanities in front of her parents, she wants to be able to stay out till' 12am, she wants to have boys under her list of buddies, she wants to 'havoc' in a neighbourhood school blah blah blah!

IT ALL GOES DOWN TO THE FACT THAT SHE WANTS TO BE ME! But she cant! She will never, never, never, ever, ever, ever be like me (or anything close). She called me one night and told me that she had a major argument with her mum. She asked me how I spilled my emotions to my dad. I told her, I jotted down my thoughts, my dreams, my ideals, everything that's important to me in a letter and passed it to my father. He read it and he understood.

So what did this blockhead of a cousin do the very next day?! She wrote a letter to her mum! But this was no ordinary letter. It was more of a suicide cum self-pity note which she hoped would draw attention to her! She wrote about how she slashed her arm, how she wished she had never been born, how much she hated her mum (and she still dare to give it to her mother. stupid rite?!) My aunt blew her top and reprimanded her even more. Haiz...

And this little 15 yr old cousin asked me why my dad didn't get mad after reading what I wrote. Tsk tsk... if I had known she would copy my footsteps, I would NEVER tell her about how I communicate with dad.

Brainless girl! When I say "write a letter", it does not refer to writing how you once tried to end your life with a pen-knife! That's only for attention! I meant telling your mum about how's your life in school, what are your plans for the future, how are you coping with homework etc.! NOTHING ABOUT DYING, NOTHING ABOUT HOW MUCH YOU HATE HER, NOTHING ABOUT WANTING TO RUN AWAY FROM HOME! understand?!

*reaches boiling-point*

You all think that people who study in respectable schools should be smart, street-wise and mature right? Read this:

Kim: My school cannot go roof-top lah! got so many cameras around, how to go?

Dysfunctional cousin: Huh? Why must have cameras around?

Kim: You say leh? I come from a neighbourhood school where the students are always up to mischieve. and mixed school oso lor... sometimes got petting going on lor.

DC: Huh? what is petting?

Kim: Kissing lah! touch touch here, touch touch there lah! Wah piang eh... this one you oso dunno? Liew... gone case sia you.

DC: Erm, boys and girls are not allowed to kiss and touch in your school meh?

Kim: EH!!!! Like you said, it's a SCHOOL! School allow students to do such stuff one arh?

DC: but it's a mixed school right? Technically it should allowed right?

Kim: You mad izzit? Since when got such thing?! Go school for pupils to get sexually active huh?

Dc:Your school no security guard one meh? why must use camera?

Kim: security guard so free arh? everyday walk pass the classrooms no need to stay at the gate one meh? moreover my school that ah-pek oso cannot be considered as security guard lah.

DC: but every school will be appointed a security guard mah... MOE appoint one.

Kim: really huh? you know my school didn't haf a 'security guard' until 2003 leh. MOE's action damn slow hor? Your school have doesn't mean mine have mah. All schools are different.

DC: but Gan Eng Seng secondary have leh.

Kim: like i said, all schools are different.

DC: Gan Eng Seng sec oso government school leh.

Kim: All schools are different lah!

DC: Gan Eng Seng oso gvernment school!!

Kim: ALL SCHOOLS ARE DIFFERENT, YOU UNDERSTAND OR NOT?! wah lan eh!

DC: okok.

How dumb can people get these days? Aiyoh... I give up lah. Never gonna chat with her on the phone again. I might burst from trying to control my anger. Rrrrrrrrroooooaaarrrr!

Friday, June 10, 2005

Bye bye, Mrs Tan

Why must it all come down to this? Halfway through year 2005 and my favourite (actually my ONLY) Chemistry teacher is leaving. Sian arh!! I wonder what will Chem classes be like without her. I'll probably drown the new teacher with chemicals during the practicals. Hmph~

Way back in 2001, Mr Chia also left my class after the June holidays. What the fuck?! He was a teacher, a mentor, a brother. So sad he had to leave for some bloody course and ONLY VISITED ME ONCE!

But the teacher that took over him wasn't so bad. (And he went on to become my form teacher for 2002) Hahahahaha! Call it Karma.

Couldn't concentrate during Mrs Tan's lesson today. All that went through my mind was how I can never celebrate Teachers' Day with her this year. Took a couple of pictures with her using Hajar's phone.


Check out the bright lil' git beside Hajar. LoL~!
I had to do a lil' cover-up 'cause she's so fucking B-E-A-UTIFUL that all eyes will be drawn to her if I don't do anything about it. This is MY blog! YOU GUYS SHOULD LOOK AT ME! (erm, those spots on her are actually kurap... can see or not?) And I chose to dress her in black & white to emphasize on how much I wanna throw her in jail!


With (half) the class. Eeyer... she chose to stand beside Mrs Tan. And you notice how in both pictures, her head is slanted towards the person beside her? So hiao (vain)~ Geli aku! This time, she's orange in colour with a brown attire. I picked her up from the garbage site.

RRRRROOOOAAARRRRRRR!!!!!!!!! I get so worked up just by thinking about her. Gosh! I never wanna run into her again after I get my result slip in February 2006; having her existance in my mind is bad enough.

I wrote a book about her, but I just can't find a suitable title. Let's see, I'll call it "Kurapology".

Contents would include how to treat such people, how to distinguish their lies from their truths, where mongrels of this species usually exist, what they do to hurt others and - the BONUS: what you should do if a Kurap starts grinding against you.

Tralala!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



See the thickness of my product? This proves how experienced I am in dealing with such, erm, double-headed snakes? Buahahahahahaha! Daddy's gonna be so proud of me! Weeeee.... =)

Anyone bored and needs something to read? DO NOT hesitate to dial my number and book a copy of "Kurapology". It's something worth buying, reading & keeping for your great great great great great great great grandchildren.

Wednesday, June 08, 2005

Tired.

I'm really pushing myself to wake up every morning at 6.30am just so I can be on time for extra classes. Hate it. Can't stay up late, can't watch TV till the wee hours & still gotta mug for my weaker subjects. (If only I had that OSIM massage chair now.)

Had chemistry and physics lesson today. bleah~
MRS TAN SIAW FUNG TRANSFERRING SCHOOL!!! I don't want her to leave! She's been teaching me since 2003 and now, at this point of time, she was "forced to a certain extent" to leave us? BAH! I don't want a "young & good-looking" teacher to coach me. I WANT MRS TAN!!!

-_-" Aiyoh, happier things. Happier things please!

The day before, I went to the play area to watch my judokas have their training. Some of them are really trying hard; very happy to see such spirit in them. Hopefully their hardwork will pay off in the coming Nationals (jia you!).

ZhiJian is David Blaine in the making!! I'm not kidding lor. He performed some bloody card trick on me and left me speechless. Wow!

Here's the scoop, he asked me to hold 2 cards (King of Hearts & King of Diamonds) face down. Then he did some unable-to-be-described movements and the pair of cards in my hand became an Ace Spade and Ace Club! Pro or not?

So today outside Mondi, I saw him sitting beneath the shelter with one of THOSE guys and I called him to perform that trick for Haj and Fir. Hahahahahaha!! If you guys had seen Fir's reaction after the trick was done, you would've laughed along with me. She was like, "Aaaaaahhhhh!!!!! OMG! OMG!" After that, she dared not be the one whom the tricks were being performed on. Heehee~

I gotta give it to that chap for mastering those skills. He was so quick and swift with his movements that NOBODY managed to have a glimpse of his 'under-hand' doings. LoL~! *huge applause* Maybe one day I'll post up some pics of East View's very own magician; a tomato-faced magician. Buahahahaha!

Saturday, June 04, 2005

Low and Behold!

Human beings are thought to be the most intelligent species of all the other living things that God has created. But they are so intellectual that they tend to become dumber than a turkey with excrement on its head and not realising it.

WHY?! After years and years of education and proper upbringing, it just 'pains' me to see so many of my kind lowering themselves to the ultimate lowest of the low levels in life. I've done what many of my friends deemed the most 'mature & humane' way of dealing with RUMOURS.

I used to read magazines when I was 12 and exclaim, "Oh my gawd! I can't believe Christina did this!" or "Is she really going out with him?". Now, I look back at those 'pop stars-obsessed' days and laugh my perfecto butt off! TABLOIDS ARE CRAP! MAGS ARE TRASH! As for the paparazzi, they just need someone to knock the jelly out of their thick head.

I'm in my mid-teens. I want to be happy, carefree and lively. But tell me, with honest answers, how am I supposed to enjoy teenagehood when there are a pack of lies about me/ my life being spread around achool? Yes, words cannot affect a person UNLESS he/she chooses to let it affect him/her. *rolls eyes* That is so passe. Easier said than done. I cannot count the number of times I walked into a classroom without some ~!@#$^& looking up at me and then start giving me side glances. WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH THEM?! It's not my fault that I actually came into this world NORMAL.

If I ever tell my cousins the kind of stuff being said about me in school, they're gonna giggle so hard, I'd cringe at the sight of their veins pressing against their neck. I'm serious! Can you believe that there are asses, who are stupid enough, to claim that my boobs are fake? Like, huh?! Yeah, sure. I've got silicone pockets stuffed in my chest to the maximum size of 34F. Margaret Lee, shoo! Here I come.

Then there are those questioning me about my virginity and sexuality. Hahahahaha! Is it that obvious that I wasn't born a girl?! I spent US$500,000 on liposuction, implants, my nose job (isn't my surgeon a pro?), hair-growth treatment and the finale of removing my dick. Nobody suspected for a moment that I used to be a guy UNTIL I came back to school in 2005. Damn it! I thought I could fool the world and then move on to kidnap Jon Jonsson to bed him.

Incorrigible fucks. Don't you guys think they'll fit right into the family of paparazzis? Tsk tsk... keep your look out for such nit-wits. It was THEM who caused Princess Diana to perish. It was THEM who portrayed Britney in bad light. Not forgetting, it was also THEM who ruined the relationships and lives of many celebs. Now, even in a society like Singapore, such swines are being bred to spoil the image of others.

*Sigh* Pity those slugs. May they reach a point in life when they come to a stop and think, "What good am I doing this for?". Until then, I guess I gotta go ahead and pretend that my pussy is genuine. *blow kiss*

Wednesday, June 01, 2005

DOWNRIGHT FREAKY SLUT.

Before my flawless and swift fingers go typing away at the key-board, I would like to mention that once again, NO NAMES/PICTURES ARE BEING USED. So if I get confronted (again), I wouldn't hesitate to inform other bloggers and hold a petition against (all of) you.


Why do YOU have to rush into so many relationships and end up having your heart broken by some guy you barely know?! This time, nobody's gonna show you any pity! Wanna know why? Cause YOU ASKED FOR IT!!!! How can you even bring yourself to do such a shameless thing?! Now you've been dumped by him... Muahahahahaha!! Serves you right. So DON'T even think about gaining sympathy from ANYONE in school.

What can you say about a friend who, behind your back, secretly dates the guy you like? How will you feel if it actually happened to you? Well, let's just say that Heaven isn't as blind as we all thought so... this particular 'buddy' of mine got dumped! *giggles* And the guy is finally with the girl who deserves him better.

I'm getting sick in the stomach just by thinking about all the self-pity stories you told HIM. If I ever type your name on my blog (don't think I wouldn't) you're probably gonna be Singapore's greatest loser/desperado/slut/WITCH. By the way, how's the 'love spell' coming along? Has it been cast on Mr A*n**? *guffaws* Keep us informed ok?

Whoopi-doo!!! The love birds are finally back together once more. You know, this reminds me of a story! *Tan Ah Teck stares at me* Long before your time, in the southern province of China(just imagine lah!), there were 2 girls whose names are AiAi and LiLi.

AiAi had a boyfriend called FuFu. Somehow or rather, despite being deeply in love with each other, they broke up! *audience gasp* So a heart-broken AiAi confided in LiLi, whom she considered to be a good friend, but in actual fact, LiLi backstabbed her and dated FuFu. (That LiLi damn slutty right? She anyhow tell people that I owe her money leh!! Thick-skin hor? And she once called me a 'Bitch' in front of all my classmates, you know? Bloody whore!)

Moving on, AiAi made it clear with her actions that she wanted NOTHING more to do with LiLi. But that shameless LiLi never failed to STARE at AiAi when both of them crossed paths. Hahahahaha! You wanna know why LiLi was always giving AiAi the fucked-up look? Because AiAi was still good friends with FuFu and duh, 'the girlfriend' wasn't happy about it. I wonder if she ever uses her braincells... how can she expect AiAi and FuFu to NOT contact each other? Moreover, it's not as if AiAi was doing anything wrong. (At least contacting a guy isn't as bad as STEALING one). Any idiot can guess that soon after, FuFu realised that his feelings for AiAi can never be replaced and he spilled the beans to LiLi.

THE POOR LITTLE GIRL WAS CRYING IN SCHOOL TODAY!!! OMG~ Spilling all the woes to her 'friends' and hoping that they'd convince AiAi to give FuFu back to her. But does anyone care? huh? Alot of them were supporting AiAi's boogie dance when she did it in the canteen. Wahahahaha!

Side-note: My blogging skills are getting from bad to worse. Ain't as interesting as the previous blog hor? Haiz... maybe time is all it takes lah hor?