Thursday, May 25, 2006
CAN YOU BELIEVE WHAT THEY DID TO ME?!!Tonight, I got Punk'd by two bloody bitches. The FULL STORY on Friday night!
(Watch your back, "dude"!)
By the way, Eunice has given birth to little Euan!! Another nephew on the list!!
Monday, May 22, 2006
Someday, I will understandBefore I start off, I'd like to say a huge "FUCK OFF!" to Dan Brown for being able to come up with some stupid story/movie called "The Da Vinci Code".
The movie was well-written and planned. Good concept and tonnes of anticipation.. BUT DAMN INSULTING. Tsk tsk, authors like him will most probably burn to death in Hell for being able to spoil the image of God so ruthlessly.
I watched the movie on Friday night with Salmon and the both of us were in the front row.
OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!! My neck!!!!!!!!!!! And spine!!!!!!!!
You have any idea how "popular" the show is among Singaporeans? The 8pm movie was completely sold out. NO MORE TICKETS! So we were only left with 9pm, 11.10pm and 12.20am.
Movie after midnight was out of the question cause Sal and I had to go to school/work the next day. 9pm show left with only first row seats while 11.10 show had only first two rows available. No choice lor, bought tix for the 9pm slot.
Before the movie started, Sal mentioned that he had yet to have dinner; wanna belanjah me duck rice.
EW! Did I mention that I don't take red meat anymore?! He is forever asking me to "try" and "experiment the taste" of red meat (pork, beef, duck etc.). Gross. And for the record for extra kaypoh people, NO, I did not touch the duck meat. I settled for carrot cake instead.
I wonder... what are THEY up to?
Better not be anything that destroys my ego.
Happy Birthday to You! And byebye, Theresa. =(
Thursday, May 18, 2006
IamverytiredandIfeellikegivinguphalfthetime.Whydoesithavetobethisway?
JustwhenIthoughtthingsweregoingokthebiggestbomblandedonmeandIamdyingslowly.
Sothisisit?
Ihavetothrowitallawayandforgetthatiteverhappened?
IguessIamdestiniedtobethiswaymywholelifewhereasothersareenjoyingwhatIlack.
Socloseyetsofar.
ThenwhenItrytoreachoutyouboardaplaneandflyofftoGodknowswhere.
Saturday, May 13, 2006
I don't get itWhy do girls like her have boyfriends whereas I'm still single and searching?!! It's plain unfair!!
First off, let's compare our hairstyles and it's texture.
I CAN SAY I HAVE A MORE FUNKY HAIRSTYLE THAN HER! Mine's shoulder length and I can style it in many different ways using either mousse, wax or water gel. I can easily pass myself off as an innocent schoolgirl, a party animal or even a housewife. I am able to do all this because I've got STYLE and CREATIVITY.
She??
Hahahaha! She's got an overrated pony-tail on that empty head of hers. BORING!!! So.. unoriginal. Gosh! I wouldn't be surprised if she's got split ends on her strands.
Long hair, pony-tails and split ends?? PULEEESSSEEE!!!! Learn to spice things up a little, dude! Time to give up that I-AM-A-VIRGIN-WHO-IS-VERY-PWEETY look and go for a desperate makeover (cos you obviously need it!).
Then comes physical appearance! And I am really fuming because I stand at a height of 160 cm and weigh a very shocking but comfortable 51kg BUT NO GUYS SEEM TO BE ATTRACTED TO ME!!!
She, on the other hand, is 1.55 m tall and weighs... erm... oh my goodness! I gotta do some serious estimation now man. Let's see, her wasitline is probably 48 inches in total, the amount of fat contained in that body of hers is definately more than 7 gallons, which brings me to a logical conclusion that her weight is 625 tonnes.
Wah kao! What happened?! So now the male species are attracted to females who're lumpy, flabby and full of lard?!! Whatever happened to "she must have a small waist, good sense of style, long slender legs" criteria?!!! ARGH!
Moving on to the topic about having long slender legs, my pair of legs may not be worth as much as Gisele Bundchen's. BUT THEY ARE 100% MORE LOOK-ABLE THAN THAT GIRL'S!
I mean, c'mon people! She's got scars and sores all over 'em! As my dad would say, "So many 50 cents, 20 cents! haiyoh, so awful!"
Yah lor, SO AWFUL! So many "coins" on her
Next up, fashion sense!!
WHAT WAS SHE THINKING WHEN SHE DECIDED TO WEAR A MINI-SKIRT TO SCHOOL? So very confident eh? Look so stunningly sexy and ravishingly BEAUTIFUL in that outfit right? I burst into laughter the moment one bitch pointed her out to me.
Alamak, I think I'd be doing her a huge favour if I sign her up for "All Change". Remember the variety show whereby contestants have to go for make-overs and become a new person? She is in need of that. Holy shucks!
A black tee (was it a V-neck? OMG! I will never wear one ever again!), an eye-poppingly short denim skirt and flip-flops. Aiyoyo! Get a life man! If I were to wear something like that to school, I'd suck Mr Garrison's buzz (haha!). Know why? COS I DON'T DRESS TO BLEND IN THE CROWD. I choose to be attention-seeking and I've got no regrets about it.
AT THE VERY LEAST, I AM SOMEONE and not no-one.
This might seem like a meaningless post but the downside f it all is WHY IS SHE ONE STEP AHEAD OF ME WHEN IT COMES TO RELATIONSHIPS?!!!!
Oh, I think I know why! I think I've got the answer!
She's got a (fat) soul-mate because... he's just as pathetic as her when it comes to grooming oneself and standing out from the rest.
Oh brother, after much deliberation... I think I'd rather remain single.
Thursday, May 11, 2006
All happening in May!!I am gonna be broke by the end of May. Seriously!
Firstly, quite a number of my friends/course-mates/colleagues chose to come into the world as infants during the fifth month of the year. Buying gifts for this group of people alone could cause a hole to appear in my pocket. Or worse, it might cause my atm card to... erm... get stuck in the atm machine???
I don't know. BUT the main thing is, I will definately be declared BANKRUPT. Then I have Theresa (Nicholas)'s farewell gift and Mum's present for Mothers' Day.
I gotta figure something fast man... maybe I should try shoplifting since I've never done it before.
Hmm... good idea eh? Maybe I SHOULD try and steal a T-shirt bra for Mumsie. (Sssshhh... don't tell her I took it from the stall without paying hor!!)
YOU'RE THE WORLD'S BIGGEST IDIOT IF YOU ACTUALLY BELIEVE I'D DO SUCH A THING.
Recently, I got some tips from Sandra on how to lose weight without needing to do any streinous exercise. OMG. Her dieting tips are working like a charm! My tummy is flatter than usual and I don't need to starve myself in the process.
Ok, I'm gonna set a long-term goal right here, right now!!
By my birthday, I shall be lighter by 5 kilos; 46kg!! Yippee, I wouldn't need to suck in my tummy whenever I don tight-fitting outfits like my Giordano V-necks, bikinis and the casual tank tops. But please ah, NO STRETCH MARKS!!! Will I be one of the suay char bos who have to live with stretch marks all over their bodies?
God, please NO!!!!!!
School, school, school, school!!!!
Can I be any crazier?! I'm actually loving lectures and tutorials, I have no idea why!
It could be because I've a new clique; a bunch of very lively and looney girls. Or is it because there's this one particular heart-throb in my lecture group (I call him The Eye-Candy)? Is it possible that I've finally adapted to the lifestyle of a poly-student?
Whatever the reason is, I don't give a heck! I FEEL SO ALIVE NOW!
Those horrible days as an East Viewian (in 2005) are OVER! Thou shall do my best to forget about the events that took place, the people I came across and the nightmare teacher I had to withstand.
Moving the topic onto that fucking teacher I had, I intend to despise her for a little while more and eventually erase her from my memory so my mind has extra space for other memories which are even more worthwhile to keep. Haha! That little brain of mine seems to be transforming into a handphone.. must forget all about leon, otherwise not enough memory space.
Last Wednesday, I went back to EV to collect my 'O' levels and leaving certificate. I was beaming when I saw the grades I attained for my exams. LoL! My smile became even broader when a teaching staff (dunno who) stood beside me, took a peek at my cert., and praised me for scoring so well.
And then the clerk took out my leaving cert. and passed it to me. I read the words written under "Remarks" and nearly choked on my own phlem.
"Kimberly was a student of East View Secondary School from 2001 to 2005"
I am well aware of how YOU feel about my presence. If you have nothing but negative stuff to say about me as your student, THEN JUST TYPE IT ALL OUT. Go ahead and tell the world how I humiliated two of my classmates online and how I got my ass kicked the very next day in school, add in how I skipped school for three days to attend the Judo Championships and how I talked back to you during Maths EC whenyou accused me of playing truant.
Go on, write it all down. I couldn't care less.
Other students might get all panicky and stuff when they receive bad remarks from their teachers, but not me. Why? Because I don't intend to get any sponsorships from any of the local hospitals. I don't even intend to become a nurse immediately after receiving my Diploma. My father has connections in SIA so yeah, I CAN EASILY GET A JOB WITH OR WITHOUT YOUR FUCKING TESTIMONIAL.
I think it was yesterday when I met Mugi in the South-wing of the Library and I told him about the testimonial I received from Leon. He exclaimed, "Eh! Me also!! Dunno what kind of stupid tesimonial is that sia! Wah lao!"
Tsk tsk... are you being biased against us, repeat students, for making life hell for you when we joined 502? Or are you just plain lazy huh??
You think I wanna join your class meh?! Chee bai! Is the express classes all full then we kena appointed as your students one ok! Spawn of a melted snowball.
I admit, it was MY FAULT that many of the 502 students didn't like me. I don't blame anyone for my unpopularity. BUT I BLAME YOU FOR MAKING 2005 SUCH A HORRENDOUS YEAR! Bless you, bow-legged one, for there are many others out there waiting for you to trip and fall flat on your nose so they would be able to laugh straight at you.
I shall be the first:
KWAHAHAHAHA! BUAHAHAHAHA! WAHAHAHAHA! GAHAHAHAHA! MUAHAHAHAHA!
You psychotic little vermin! May you rot in hell till the devil himself faints from the foul odour.
Shit, I think I went off topic. Okok, back to what I was saying... I LOVE NYP.
But here's a note to those who're planning to join Nursing after their 'N's/'O's. Make sure your command of English is good. I'm not joking here.
You're rquired to type out reports and essays during your ICAs and attachments. If your final workpiece is all written in broken English, do you think the lecturers/doctors would understand what you're trying to say about the patient's condition during his/her stay in the hospital?
PLUS, if you can't spell well, how are you gonna pass you practical tests when lecturers asks you to identify th different types of bones?
MAKES SENSE EH?!!
So while you're still in Secondary School, PAY EXTRA ATTENTION TO ENGLISH IF YOUR LANGUAGE IS WEAK.
Damn. It's already pass 8 o'clock. Time for Sociology... the 4 hours I spent on it early this morning (10pm-2am) wasn't enough to help me master the subject. Adios people!
Kimmi, OUT!
Monday, May 08, 2006
Are you aware of it all? I know you are.Will you be the one who makes the first move? It's still unclear.
Am I brave enough to take initiatives? Nope.
Are you waiting for me to do what I'm hoping would come from you? God knows.
Will I end up being a sucker for waiting so long? Seems like it.
According to Miss Pigologist, if you love someone, TELL HIM. For hearts are often broken by words left unspoken.
Saturday, May 06, 2006
Total recaps!!Let's start off with last Sunday (30.4.06).
I left home for the lovely Sentosa with someone and boy, did I have a good time tanning myself from pasty white to a toasty brown.
I look much healthier now. Hahaha! Eye-bags aren't as obvious as they were before and now I can truly claim that I'm a sports person. Kwahahaha!
Took a couple of pictures (before and after our tans) but couldn't seem to spot any difference at that time.
Went back to school on Tuesday and my skin was hurting like it had been scalded by boiling hot water. I couldn't sit properly, hold my belongings for long periods of time and the pain was excruciatingly painful when ONE PARTICULAR BUGGER kept touching me while talking to me!
Bugger: Hey, I ask you arh... *touches my arm*
me: *screams!* Pain! Pain! Let go!
Bugger: OH! Sorry, sorry. *touches another part of my sun-burnt arm*
-_-"
Say sorry then still touch... Ki siao!
Before I move on, I think I owe Shidah, Jue and Nad an apology for lashing out at them over our project discussion.
I appreciate the help you girls have given me over the past few weeks. Sorry for being such a pain in the ass. Hopefully with time, I would be able to channel my negative attitude into a positive one! LONG LIVE GROUP 4!
From this coming Monday onwards, I'll be having my elective classes all the way til 7pm. I'm gonna be damn shagged from then on man... but it's all for a good course eh? Hahaha! I'm finally able to learn to speak proper Malay.
I pity Hoi Yan, Siying and Theresa.
All the places for Conversational Malay had been taken up and they had no choice but to settle for Cross Cultural Psychology. Not that bad a module lah... at least better than Computing and some Appreciation of the Arts thingy.
And, oh! I gotta blog about my audition for Foreign Bodies!
Well, Brian's a member of the club so he called me one day and asked me to go for a try-out. Ok lor, since he's my cousin... give face lah. Attended the audition with Hoi Yan, Siying, Theresa and Shan Ling.
I'm telling you, HoYa and I had the steps mastered to perfection during our rehearsal. Then we were being called out to perform in front of all the other potential dancers and FB members.
We started off well...
The senior dancing with us then forgot her steps.
HoYa, Siying, Theresa and I stubbled and stoned on the spot.
We did not make the cut.
Fuck.
Anyway, we stayed on after the event until 10pm and decided to head for home. Hahaha! Just as we were exiting the school, Bus 72 went past us and we ran for it like how a cheetah would go after it's prey. It's been a long time since I sprinted THAT fast... I don't recall running at that speed while trying to find a place to shelter myself from the rain when I was at Orchard with Salmon.
I think I'm beginning to get a hang of poly-life. All my lecturers are pretty nice people (erm, ALMOST all). I still hate Tan as much as I did on my first tutorial with her because she seems to enjoy putting my group in difficult situations.
So be it; we'll play along and we'll SUCCEED.
Miss Kiu encourages us to go clubbing after studying!
Miss Chin (sociology) has a "sexy voice"
Dr Loo and Dr Yong aren't boring lecturers. Plus, they speak good English so I UNDERSTAND them.
Miss Karen Tan is fucking hyper during lectures. She actually jumps around the LT and encourages us to have that sorta enthusiasm during lectures.
Miss Ambel is a bomb waiting to explode. Trust me, when she explodes, you will WANT to be at the scene.
Miss Doreen is one of the cutest lecturers you'd ever come across. LoL~! She reminds me of a pixie... only difference is, Doreen ain't 3 inches tall.
I don't know why, but I'm starting to appreciate clinical lab skills tutorials. Especially when Doreen picks me out (among the class) to demonstrate vital signs taking on Zaki. LAUGH OUT LOUD!
So just visualise this:
Zaki lying on the bed half naked. I have to use my index and middle finger to trace his ribs until I reach the forth rib then slide my fingers under his left nipple (!!!) to get his apical pulse.
Nad's evil twin might chew me up in her dream for touching her Abang Zack.
Oh you can keep the guy. I'm NOT interested.
And this:
Doreen finishes explaining and demonstrating how to transfer patients in lying positions. She looks at me, gives that impish grin and says, "Kimberly, come and try. I let you choose someone to help you."
I picked Shidah. A very good choice. Both of us weren't paying attention to what she was saying.
Moon was the patient who is supposedly unable to move so Shidah and I had to help her shift her position in bed.
GAH!
The whole tutorial group burst into laughter the moment we laid our hands on her.
I miss Koko, Rocky and Oreo like fuck!!!!!! They are MY angels. Three miniature schnauzers with different characteristics but deeply loved by the same owner. No, it's not called "three-timing".
One more thing before I log off, NEVER treat me like a maid and take me for granted. I agreed to help you and you'd better be thankful. DON'T go beyond the line and expect me to spoonfeed you. Keep this in mind!
HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY, AMAL
Wednesday, May 03, 2006
I'm of less importance, I know.Case scenario 1:
I clearly recall having to complete and pass my PSLE before my dad bought a pair of roller-blades for me.
My sis just had to grumble/complain/cry and he IMMEDIATELY bought a pair for her.
Case scenario 2:
I once asked my dad (back in 2002) if he could pass his old disc-man to me since he wasn't using it anymore.
He said no.
One day while he was clearing his closet, he conveniently took out his disc-man and passed it to my sister WHO NEVER ONCE ASKED HIM FOR IT.
Case scenario 3:
When I was 15, my promised to get me a carram board if I passed my SA2 (which I did!) and up till now, the carram board has yet to arrive at my door-step.
Maybe he ordered a custom made one with my name carved right in the middle of it?
Jesus knows.
Case scenario 4:
MP3s were the "in" thing and Jade and I each wanted one. Daddy dearest refused to buy me one as it would "distract" me.
He went out with Jade one day and they returned home with an MP3 for her own use.
Case scenario 5:
I've been begging my dad for a digital camera for the longest time now. No digi-cam for Kimmi Lee.
Yesterday was Mayday. He took Jade to Chinatown and he bought her a 5megapixel olympus camera on the spot.
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THANKS DAD. YOU HAVE NO FUCKING IDEA HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU AND I CAN REALLY FEEL THE LOVE YOU HAVE FOR ME.
Yes, I can feel it... and it's NOTHING compared to the love you shower Jade with.
Peace out =)