no monday blues.

yesterday, i told 2 people about you, lil blogg. *pats on the back for being brave*

today, i went into a juicy couture store@ pavillion! no doubt, everything looks yummy. i want! we saw this young married couple, why married? cus she's pregs la. so i guess. they went out of the store with this hugee JC bag. then i jealous, like darn jealous. how can?? can i have a JC bag too pleese?? pretty pleese?pleasse? it's too bad i didn't get to take any pictures of that cute store. i am not those who bring their camera everywhere they go and snap at every single thing. and of course, i walk out empty handed lor, because JC's goods are never cheap. wait la, i'll come back for you!!!

tomorrow, i will be back in college. you love college? i hate college.

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in my older blogg. post, i mentioned about keeping in touch with friends. i think my friends don't really bother to keep in touch with me, hence, the never keep in touch attitude among us. perhaps, we are all too busy and caught up with assignments and such. or they are just lazy, like ME.

it's true when my friend once said that there's alot of weird/unexpected people in college. why? because i met a few. again, there's a lot of people in college, compared to the tiny puny amount in my ex-schul. so the probability of having weird people is higher. it's okay to be weird, just don't annoy the hell out of other people.

unproductive, so i need more secondary oocytes to be > productive?

so, another sunday is about to pass without doing any productive. so typical, typical typical. somehow, i wish the word productive wouldnt be defined as doing revision and writing 10 essays a day like a 'kiasu'. im beginning to like that word, kiasu! you, you and you! all 'kiasu's. i hope productive would be, doing some creative work, doing something you have interest in, something different, something which will add another footstep to achieve your dreams. i don't think i've done any of those, how i wish i could.

ahah! actually i did, i made cold soba noodles.-.- *clapclap* it's darn easy. but if i say,"oh, i produced soba noodle using raw buckwheat" then it'll be a totally different thing. what i did is just like cooking instant noodles la. dump noodle into hotwater, drain it, put ice and into refridgerator and take out + pour soba sauce on separate bowl. tada, done. and that's my soba noodle :

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i realize that i've been eating cakes/cupcakes everyday since DUNNO when. why is this happening? why do i sound like an anorexic-too afraid to touch food-obsessed-18yr old girl? because of corroboree lor. i bet everyone is doing the same thing, corroboree loh! so i passed by D'lish and i saw their gorgeous cupcake 20m away. and so i bought...

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and i admit, i watched "i wanna be a model" on 8tv, but just for like 5 minutes because i CANNOT tahan. simply, can't. during that 5 minutes, these are the things which appeared in mind:

-why they keep complaining this and that? hello, you are a model, stop complaining la. aiyo.so unpro k? eesh.

-uh, why is that female model rubbing that male model's shoulder? i have ntg against that, but i just find it weird for her to do that as if she is his wife or something.

-why are they not wearing swim wear in a swimming pool? okay, but still, they are models, so take this opportunity to show their assets, or tyres. hah. and why are they learning how to float? hmm.

-i hate the hosts. so boring.

walala, it's just not up to my standard, i think everyone's standard la.

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that week, we got our winangali aka the year book. must be derived from some aboriginal word. i like what one of my friend said, " this is like, the encyclopedia of all the girls in SAM!" . very true indeed. i used to study with only 150+ ppl in one form. practically, everyone knew everyone. now, i don't even know who studies in SAM. so many, and so jumbled up. and during those few days, we've been passing the yearbook around and signing here and there, writing msges. i don't think i've ever done that. finally. i've yet to read those msges yet, i promise myself to read it after SAM. then, it'll be more meaning, to me it will. can't wait!!

and i wanna critisize something again, why is the cover of the winangali so uninspiring, ugly, dull, boring, lifeless ( and put in any word which has a similar meaning to ugly) ? i just wish emmalynn would create a new cover for me. i think miss SS could do better than what we have now.

sunday afternoon, still in my PJs

i dont know how to keep in touch. ok, let me rephrase, i don't like to keep in touch, simply because im LAZY. don't you hate tat word? and because i don't keep in touch...fine.

had a fantastic day out with joe on friday.went to midvalley and we were starving. it's very funny, whenever im in MV's carpark. i just don't know how to put it in words. im bad at this. anywaysh, we went to eat..in one of his fav place cus he thinks there's "privacy". thenn, a movie. resident evil. when we were at the ticket booth..

"haha, why? don't dare to watch is it? scared?"
some guy turned back and looked at joe
"NO!!" joe tryin to maintain his dignity. HAHA
"yeah rite!"

at the cinema..
"so gan cheong lah!!..><>
i jumped a few times whenever the zombie appeared.
"HAHAHHAHA"

after the movie...
"hahahahahah, wonder who's afraid just now..."
"girls are like that wat, like tat only nice waaat."

and, we walk walk walk..i refused to leave tat place without getting something and we were rushing, already late for foo's hs. im like that. many girs are like tat. so, i got this earing for sevenbucks from Diva. at the shop..

"eh, seven bucks only! should i get it? it's quite nice hor? but i think it's a bit too long..how??"
he brought the earing near my ear and i looked into the mirror.
"hmm..ok wat. nice. get it lah"
hesistated a bit.
"OKLAH!"
paid happily and headed towards the carpark...manatahu he suddenly said..

"i think the earings you bought is not worth it lor."
"what?? i thought u were the one who asked me to buy it..-.-"
"i think you can get the earring for 1 or 2 bucks.. so plastic and they used those cheap materials"
"eh..wat 1 or 2 bucks?? it's good ok!. you guys don't understand want la..you all think everything is 1 or 2 bucks..=/ "

guys hor. they are just too simple. can be good tho. =) i'll post the picture of the earrring one day.if i remember.

and so, my 15 yr old brother got his ears pierced after his pmr. i only noticed it when the family was walking in Pavillion and i suddenly screamed at him. my mom was freaked out CUS I SCREAMED. she said, "oh..the earring isit..". when my dad knew, he just laughed and said," eh, the school allow meh?". but it doesn't look nice on him. ugh. although i fancy guys with piercings. but it just doesn suit my bro. maybe not yet.

i think i've become a donut addict. i already ate 4 J.co Donuts. i can see my arms getting flabbier and tummy gettin bigger upon each bite. since when did i became so obsessed with what i eat? i'd say, blame it on college. hah. i gotta look good on prom. o yeah! I SOUND like a bimbo. eesh. not me at all. hope no one will read this amateur bimbotic post.

between secondary school and university

after reading it rather slowly and carefully, word by word, i finally finished norweigian wood. beautiful and simple book. im still stuck in that "zone". i don't know whether i like/hate that feeling. like it because, it proves to be a good book and it transported me into the book. hate it because, im left feeling kind of depressed and having all these weird thoughts in my head.

it took me some time to sign in and actually write. i hesitated a few times. whether to write or not. see? im scared to express myself too openly. finally, here i am. glad that i made the right move. or should i say, a move which made me feel better.

my collegemates and i came to realize that we are left with few more weeks of college. or less. my college life is such a short one, really short. and i didnt find anything special about it nor did i have the mood to cherish the last few weeks of college days. cherish, like the way my classmate put it, on the 2nd or 3rd day of college.

however, some part of me just want to record this down and remind myself. what if one day, my kid ask me, how was college like? or if i am old and retired, i will ask myself "hey, what did i even do in college? " because, i would say, my college life is THAT forgettable. sure, there are some good friends and gossips and laughters and 'going outs' here and there. perhaps, this is not MY year.


5.55 : alarm rings
6.15 : jennifer wakes me up. just in case
6.50 : off to college. mr.chan will be there with tian and yee shiang. im always late. it's a habit i
get rid of.sleep sleep sleep. observe observe observe
7.35: reach college. up to the class and do whatever i want. usually i will be very quiet and just
stare at a blank space. or just daydream.
8.00 : class starts. slowly, i'll "gain conciousness" and start talking. usually, the first person i talk
would be shi xian. nice girl. i like her, she's very genuine.
12.00 : Lunch. i like lunch time. unlike school days, college allows us to choose to eat out. instead
eating those non edible food@ the canteen at school. usually, lunch is at asia cafe, or AC
as how we like to call it, when we are just feeling lazy, down, or having an common test/
exam after that. if not, we'll go somewhere else.
1.00 : we'll walk lazily back to class. start work again. yawn
3.00 : class dismissed and tiredly walk into the car.

it is the same almost everyday.it bores me sometimes.

just a brief report on hw my college life sounds like. this is what i meant by, it is not my year.

and gudbye blogspot.com. might and might not be back again. but i think i'll be back soon! im starting to get used to this. shh, it's just between you and me. not anyone else yet, i am not ready! just between blogspot.com and me.

today, i thought of many things

i've got this sudden urge to express my feelings. how? i hate talking to anyone,anybody.right now. in fact, i've been like this for some time. no idea why and i hope i won't be like this forever. i see one my close friend online, but i didnt even bother to double click on tat name and chat with her. I just do not have the will and mood to do such a simple thing. i lead a terrible life at the moment. i think i like to be alone. damn.

1. i just saw a picture of a girl featured in style arena.she resembles alot like my EX-beautician and i thought she moved to japan. i almost shivered when i saw that picture. my beautician scares me and the last time i saw her, we were not on good terms. full stop and the end.

2. i read a book by murakami. norweigian wood. it can totally relate to the book. but i experience a really weird feeling after reading it. wonder why. is it because i think im like naoko? i think so. i like books like these, those that leaves me thinking alot.of random things.

3.realized that i've been thinking too much for every single thing to do. when i was little, it never occured to me that i would have to think so much before talking to a person even. i wish i was 10 again. innocent and naive. or maybe 12. that year was good too. back then, i could and ABLE to express and say whatever that came to my mind to my FRIENDS. right now, i just couldn't do it. there's a barrier. somehow. and im worried the barrier will get stronger and stronger each year.

4. i am so scared that, joe and i will be separated one day. we sort of "grew" up together. i spent my entire secondary school life with him. during that duration, i had something to fall on, someting to hold on to, like a pillar when i face difficulties. i am afraid that, once we are no longer together, i won't be able to face people normally and live life normally. im too dependent i would say. it's always HIM to talk to.about my problems.everything. perhaps tat's why i never bothered sharing my feelings with my friends.

5. will i ever come back here and write another post? because this is just too sudden. i might even forget that i have a BLOGSPOT.com the following day. we'll see. =) at the moment, i don't think i will tell anyone about this. i have become way too much of a private person as i got older. hopefully, i will be able to open up more through this way. i hope.