PICTURES!!

PICTURES!!

i have finally figured out how to do the picture transfer from my phone to the comp and since i missed my dental, i shall upload! haha. there's nothing much anyways. i havent got round to cam-whoring. no events, no mood, nothing. and plus, all the gorgeous photos i took at the wedding was all gone. hai. it would have been a real fun to post them up. but oh well, shall not brood.


i am here to flaunt my baby cousin! he is so uber cute! man, i love that guy.



isnt he cute? aargh! haha. i secretly think he's not just three! i mean, look at the way he poses and looks straight into the camera! man, i look horrid! that was when i had a break out! bad skin day. it was grandma's birthday by the way.

with grandma on her birthday. she's paranoid about us eating out too much, thus declined dinner at a restaurant and decided to whip up something home-made. in fact, the food she cooked that day was enough for an island of humans. i put on a few pounds i tell you! haha.

on the cab on my way to the movies with baby. that morning before grandma's party. nokia's cam is so different from samsung. it doesnt have auto-rotation, and thus i turned out to be um.. slanted.

i am addicted to using my phone! haha. shall take more pics whenever i can and post post post! okay, i am mad.

ta-ta.

xoxo.

away and BACK!

away and BACK!

man, my comp's been tripping lately. have to call the repair man real soon now. my enrolment package has finally arrived and honestly, it wasnt that interesting. there are all these things i have to get doing before 30th march and they are only half completed. so yah, i am pretty busy thinking about how to get on with them. i just hate it when i have to do stuff that concerns the admin or paper work. blah blah blah. hate it.

due to this lousy bloody comp, i didnt get to see much of the tags by you guys. i am so sorry. well, i've replied. so go see and forgive me yah? haha. that's all i guess. i havent got much to tell. have been spending time with baby the last week. have no comments about that. haha. but i really enjoyed it and he did too. he better! hahahahaha.

it's another round of extraction this wed. and most prolly i'll get my braces done by orientation on 11th and 12th. term starts at 16th! i am strangely not excited, more of nervous. how will the people be like? will i survive? will i make friends? these are all stuff i dont want to ponder about first. after the cleaning up and throwing of secondary school stuff away yesterday, reality really hit me and i now know, all BP stuff are the past and just the sweetest memories. nothing's the same anymore.

I AM SO SAD.

I MISS MY BESTIES!

ta-ta.

xoxo.

first step to perfect teeth.

first step to better teeth.

i had to post this. i just got back from the dentist and straightaway i plopped down in front of my comp and start to share the experience with you guys. arent you all touched? yah. now get praying that my teeth will straighten up real fast when i get the braces, and i wont have to visit any bloody dentists after, not to say extract any shit-ass teeth!

so i step into the cold room of the dental clinic. on the white-washed walls hang a clock in the shape of a tooth and framed-up pictures of whatnot stuff and the qualifications of doctor Ben. he greeted me to step over to the not-comfy-at-all chair and shone the bright yellow lights into my eyes, blinding me from the deep shit i was getting myself into, for just that second. my mummy sat down at a chair right next to the door, she chatted to him while he examined my teeth. (they are friends. duh. why would any mum go yakking to their daughter's dentist.) he told his dental assistants to prepare some stuff, and i lay shivering with fear and anxiety under the freezing blowing of the aircon. soon, they were back with some purple stuff on a metal shaped like our gums. he told me it was ice-cream. yah right. like i am some three-year-old. but i didnt roll my eyes, just to be polite, and he's nice. i like him. so he put it into my mouth and i was to bite it, i guess it was to get a mould of my teeth. it tasted like nothing, so i wasnt fussing. the purple thingy turned white when he took it out, and i gasped in my head with wonder. haha. after that, he explained some yada-yada stuff to how he was going to do what was required to us. i didnt really listen , i just want to get out. i guess i have a phobia with dentists. but i did hear it will only take a year and two months; i was real fuck glad. and i thought i could go, but guess what?

my mummy said not to drag any longer and i was to extract the required teeth out today. it was suppose to be four but doc ben said two will do for now, and the rest, leave it for next week. i really couldnt describe my feelings then. i wasnt really bothered, was in the dilemma state (chinese would be "ku xiao bu de".). so he started to apply this strawberry-flavoured thingy onto my gums, and after, it was when the shit-ass stuff came out - the jab. in case you didnt know, sometimes i am the whiny and super bloody cowardly kind of person. i might be gutsy and i can go on roller coaster rides and mountain hikes and flying foxes or whatever, but i am a punk when it comes to pain. i cant take pain. i wail when i am to be in pain, not cry but wail. when he plunged the super-bloody-fuck long needle into my gums, i did thank god there was the strawberry-flavoured anesthetic that made the pain lesser than how it was when i was in primary school, but nevertheless, i was wincing big time. everytime the needle went in, tears well up in my eyes and i would think to myself, "whatthefuckstopitohshitihateitaarghfuckughfuck" and other stuff with equal intensity. then after four to five such incident, i had to wait seven minutes before the real extraction and i thought to myself, "the worst was over". doc ben talked to me and my mummy, a light chat i would call it. well, not so much chat cause i couldnt reply due to the numbness. so it was them who were yakking. then the extraction.

well, i thought it was okay when he pulled the lower tooth first. all i felt was some pressure and then it was out. but then when it came to the top, oh my. the nurse came to hold my head and i was thinking "how come, for what.". well, when doc ben started then i know why. for fuck's sake. adult teeth sucks. they grow so long and deep that oh my, the pulling was so shit. doc ben had to twist the teeth and i could hear grinding sounds in my head. according to my mummy, she could hear it too. i was like "ohfuckstopitwhatthestopit" for ever-so-long, and it was over. by then, i felt real groggy and numb and freaked out. i was ready to go home. going out the clinic, i was relieved, dreading the next appointment and drooling uncontrollably.

now back at home. i cant believe i didnt cry. i guess i didnt want to be a wimp, but it wasnt that much of a deal. no real pain except the jabs, just really uncomfy moments. but nevertheless, i hate going to the dentals. it's really irritating for me. right now, i keep drooling and i have to run to the toilet every five minutes to change the cotton gauze. it's really ugh for me. super gross. i guess i wont be going anywhere for a long while now. i mean, please for christ's sake, i am a "bo gey" now! i have missing teeth! like i want to be caught like that. NO WAY! sheesh. sacrifices, sacrifices, sacrifices.

i better have really marvelous teeth when the whole thing is done! in like two years. ohfucklong time. or else..

ta-ta.

xoxo.

most unfortunate-

it's better than lemony snicket's series.

yes. and you thought i was a bridesmaid whirled into a day of endless business and fun. but i was not. kind of arrived at kl late cause granny wasnt feeling comfortable, so i didnt get to take part in the morning to afternoon stuff. well, i went for the dinner and snapped loads of pictures that has gorgeous me in it with my new nokia 6288, which i got right before i had to leave for kl.

but guess what, some problem occurred to the first phone and it was sent for some report to the distributor of some sort and all the bloody photos with my favourite relatives were just gone in this shit-ass of a poof. urgh. so no photos to uploads, nil zilch blah. then i waited for a day for the second phone, but hey, there's some fault again! urgh. so then i finally got my third 6288 and i really hope i can stop being an ass and keep finding faults and demand a change and stuff. but now it's all good, i am starting to snap more photos in replacement of those i couldnt save from my old phone. the lousy shit didnt have and usb cable or infared or blutetooth, so every picture had to be deleted since i was going to sell it. but then my mummy decided not to and now i am left with a non-personalised phone and a constant urge to kick myself and secretly, my mummy, for deleting those pictures.

after this whole thing, i find that i am not a person who can let certain things go that easily. well, if i can, there wouldnt be a whole load of nonsense in my room which are in actual fact junk, but i just CANT BEAR to dump them. sentimental you may say, but i was thinking more like karang guni. that could be one future prospect though. hahaha. i bet if i open a second-hand goods shop, people will patronise like hell for i have many many choices. or maybe i can have a stall at one of the flea markets. I'll be earning big bucks in no time.

recently, the web seems to be pretty boring to me. i am more random and unsound than usual. i need to go shop for school stuff soon. and i have my eyes set on the 2.0 gb white macbook. forget about ipods for now. i rather score a macbook.

=)

additional corner.

i was on the mrt yesterday and i saw this lady who was maybe a few years older than i am. she had long silky hair, was wearing specs, a white tank top, a pink esprit sorta three-quarters and slippers. she had a nike bag, and was reading one of dan brown's books. she was what i would describe as THE GORGEOUS GEEK. it's hard to really paint the picture of how she looked like, but what i would like to try would be that she was the sorta of girl who might not realise that she has such good looks. and she's definitely not the supermodel slutty type of hot. she had this sexy aura that was exuded from within, prolly cause she was unaware of it. i was not jealous of her surprisingly, as i am a real jealous ass. i was admiring her, and thinking what guys are missing out when they go around screwing the sluts that strut their prettiness oh-so-obviously and rarely care to take a closer look at what they will usually perceive as someone who has real brains and is thus boring, for once. i might be running wild with my thoughts, but what i perceive of this girl i saw would be that she may be in nus, doing medical, very intellectual, enjoys reading, rarely stay up late unless she was doing school work. i mean, she was the type of girl who is elegant and pleasant, but not in the boring way. she is true, real, genuine. she could be on an ad for the campaign of "do more reading" or an ad for some health product. she is untainted by the temptations and seduction of the materialistic world. i wanted to be her. but i know i cant. i have too much personality and desires for that. being her calls for a large amount of tranquility, peace and healthy glow, that was beyond me. she is the lily. she is beyond everybody. i looked at her all the way from woodlands to orchard (i know, freaky.) and then i realise, it's not that she's super goddess-looking. what's so attractive about her is, what feels like, her intellectual, her aura, her presence. her depth. she was infectious. she was the big sister i never had, but wished i had. man, i sound les dont i? no worries, i am perfectly boy-crazy still. i just really admire her. hahaha.

from now on, i am not going to strive to be really gorgeous looking. you cant change how you look, unless it means surgery. i think i will cultivate some more depth and intellect in me. shall leave the puckering-up to the bimbos, afterall they can only compete this way - the-dumb-blonde-flick-hair-and-flutter-lash way. we shall see who wins.


ta-ta.

xoxo.

dont tell me to let go.
i am staying true to me,
even if it means i am a perfectionist of an ass.
irritating everybody.
blah, let them curse.

happiest 17th mickiekon!

happiest 17th mickiekon!
happiest 17th mickiekon!

words cannot express all my love for you, my darling! may God bless you. that's all i can manage to express amidst the heartfelt emotions!

xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo.

ta-ta.

off to KL.

off to KL.

so, i have handed in the withdrawal form and i guess, i am officially a student of nanyang polytechnic (i have updated my particulars with reference to the 'schools' part). i am really sad though, the part about not being able to see ting everyday and also, missing out on lit and history lectures which i am sure will be uber interesting. afterall, IT IS LIT. as for history, the teacher's MAHMOOD! haha. yah, he recognises 208! i am so happy he remembers. but i am leaving, so it's really weird. oh well, shall not brood over it.

anyways, today after i accompanied ting through her history lecture, i had to leave already. mummy picked me up and we went to the authorised apple store in this really deserted IT mall. seriously, they sell it more expensive compared to spore even after the exchange rate and stuff, and there arent much color choices. so, i have decided to purchase my very own nano in spore. haha.but i will check KL's apple shop out if possible first. no matter, i am getting it for sure man! aah wu! (that was so random i shocked myself.)

i am going to KL to be a bridesmaid! haha. as excited i am, i have no idea what i am required to do. ting told me something to do with arranging the bride's gown or something. sounds really fun and i get to wear pretty clothes, look hot and stuff! right. i am getting excited for nothing. haha. it might be really troublesome or something. alright, i am rambling on and on now. shall shut up. soon.

i guess i will not be blogging for the next few days. will tell you all stuff when i get back yah? meanwhile, enjoy school you guys! hahaha.

ta-ta.

xoxo.

i actually meant for this post to be a simple and short one which screams "I AM OFF TO KL!". but i cant seem to not ramble on and on. haha.

turn me on. please do.

turn me on. please do.

yes. i am seriously asking somebody (anybody in fact!) to. it's a dare! double-dare! today has been one hell of a mind-overload for me. also, i was late meeting ting and for lit lecture, which was officially the last lecture i would ever have in ijc. whatever right, since i am not staying. but i do feel bad for making ting wait so long. sorry, girl!

oh, by the way, i am going to be going to nyp and doing tourism. i took a withdrawal from ijc's general office already. my thoughts on that? nothing really, no sadness, no joy. nothing. zilch. i was alittle bummed that i didnt get into np's mass comm, but it had tough competition. so, whatever. i know i will miss doing literature and being all insane with ting. but we will keep in touch okay? we ABSO-MUST!

skipped chi lit today. was going to head home but ended up back in woodlands library. read half a book but left after being constantly interrupted by this two secondary school girls who were suppose to be doing cip but ended up sitting down at the carpet and chatting about "ta hen shuai" (direct translation: he's so hot/cute/good-looking/handsome.). i looked up from my book and all i saw was this arsehole of an ah beng with:

- a black shirt with dragon print (minus min.20 points),
- gold hair with black grown-out roots! (minus min.50 points),
- fag on ear (?!)(minus min.80 points),
- ugly, ugly slippers (minus min.100 points),
- eyes closed, prolly drooling. not reading but sleeping (minus min.200 points)
- many more flaws.

i could go on, but lets see, he has a minimum of negative 250 points already, with deduction starting at 100 points. sheesh. bad taste much, little girls? so i left in search of some tranquility and peace and quiet. well, i did had some later when i went to the starbucks at the mall near the msian custom. no one was there and there was a cute waiter and soft music was playing. i bought a frap and spent an hour or two there. sigh much sighs of relief.

lately i have been incapable of acknowledging my feelings; i am not really bothered to anymore. instead, i shrug them away, cast them aside. i guess i am just bored and sick of dealing with complicated puzzles. also, i have eventually been numbed by all the frustrations i have with regards to the imperfections of this world. all the fugliness, the inelegance, the crimes, the chaos, the failures, the disappointments, the rubbish, the fucked ups, the screwed ups, the sins, the lies, the pompous - the reality. i do have thoughts though, much more in replacement of the emotions. i would walk around, and upon noticing something, comments will run over and over in my mind. i cant control, so, i just let them be. at least i am not schizophrenic, hearing voices that tells me to jump down a building right? all these opinions are merely channelled into my pace and not acted upon; the more agitated i get, the faster i walk. away. as long as the wind or heat brush across my cheeks long enough, i'll leave everything aside. or maybe it's just because i have found another to divert my attention span and focus to.

i think i am near the point of absolute insanity. while some weird-ass cant take the beauty of this world, i cant handle the ugliness of it. justice is never anywhere.

what i would like to do is definitely escape from the norm and conventional, and travel the world. of course, despite being the utopian, life has been a harsh teacher and has managed to instill some sense of realism into me. whenever i think about my monetary deprivation and other shit-ass "problems" related to travelling around the globe, i get back into the nothing-else-will-worry-or-interest-me-in-life-hereafter mood. it gets irritating after awhile and you wont want anything anymore. BLAH! yes, that's what you want to say when life throws something your way. BLAH!

know what? i am going to miss wearing uniforms. that day, when i walked over to macd to wait for ting and joel before heading off to school together, i caught my reflection in the glass doors with my bp uniform on. then it just hit me, and i know why wearing uniforms are such an enjoyment. well, duh we're not that patriotic to our schools, it's just that when everybody in a school're wearing the same thing, the thrill of violating the rules and showing we dare to change gives us this superiority feeling. it's like soft rebellion. do you get? simply put, we like uniforms because we know we will be altering it and thus appear different and in trend, it's like accomplishing a dare. like anybody's going to alter the skirts shorter if minis are not hot. it's just this fuck-weird subconscious mentality of being a teenager. to do things differently and our way. our way = any way that the adults dont approve of. seriously, do you believe the long-skirts-are-inconvenient-and-itchy bullshits your peers give you? yah right. haha.

oh, have you seen the mtv of avril lavigne's "girlfriend"? i think youtube has it. in short, she's now this spunky cute blonde who dances bimbo moves in shorts, fishnets and soccer socks, singing dumb-blonde-acting-rocker-chick (ever-so-appropriate!) lyrics such as "don’t pretend, i think you know I’m damn precious. and hell yeah, i’m the motherfucking princess". mm hmm. yah. you make paris hilton look good, and this number you got make her songs top the charts. sheesh.

now you know why i have second thoughts about this world? no one stays true to themselves.
sorry everything was so random.

ta-ta.

xoxo.

happiest 17th, jodi!

a rollback of these few days.

a rollback of these few days.

let's see, recently i have been pretty occupied and lazy to come online and do stuff. since it's the hols, i shall be a teensy (made a new word!) active and write some random stuff.

basically, nothing special happened in ijc for the past few days. we had mass lectures and a bit of orientation, which was okay and pretty easy, since there werent REAL tough work yet. i liked most of the introductions of the subjects i had attended, but of course, those are just introductions. the real thing will be a bitch pretty soon, i am so sure. i even had this rush to do geog; the teacher was really attracting me with her humour and wit. but hey, when i thought about the preliminary contact i had with that subject when i was in secondary one and two, i came to a realisation fast enough. thank god i wasnt dumb enough to forget how bad i am at directions, not to say map-work and whatnot. i did this chinese literature entry and evaluation test with haiguang, carmen and yousheng. got to say, it was a REAL BITCH and we all were bummed about it. it really made me feel like i was back in the old hcl days, when i had to use my common sense to figure out the meaning of the passages and finally, come up with an answer that i could only cross my fingers to hope that i would meet up to the high standards of whichever ass that was marking our papers. frankly speaking, i am not THAT good in chinese, REALLY. why wouldnt anyone believe me. sheesh. so that was about all for the college days i had so far, of course there were many more time spent with ting that i dont have to mention. so, yah. =)

now, weekends. was the usual, but nevertheless, GREAT! went for a movie with my bros and baby. we watched 300 (prepare for glory!), which was this uber bloody and savage show. i was in the mood for some blood, so i REALLY REALLY ENJOYED it!! it talks about the spartans, which was this tribe/clan/whatever you call it, that controlled this part of greece. and they had this really harsh system to choose the best warriors and stuff. overall, it was gorey, full of massacre, and so much better than TROY. EVERY SINGLE SCENE OF IT CAN BE A PAINTING. besides, there was a display of eight-packs and candy-licious hotties (especially king leonidas when he was a teenager and was undergoing the training.). so why not? hahaha. while the boyfriend enjoys the graphic, the girlfriend drools over the bods! how perfect! of course, it wasnt just pure slay and splash (of blood, sweat, tears), there was culture and history in it. they touched alot on the persians and some other eastern asian countries, so it's like in the perspective of the greeks, the elephants were "monsters". but the audience, especially us since we're asians, can have a little of humour since we know exactly what these "monsters" are and stuff. AAH, JUST GO WATCH IT. IT'S REALLY WORH IT! since it's like this epic production that many believed was impossible to make into a movie from the original comic form. SO, GO! it's really funny cause i really liked how the spartans were so enthusiastic and they'll very manly shout "aah wu" when their king or whoever give them the hint to. and weirdly, my OG shouts "wu aah" in response to our OGLs. haha. coincidence. the whole spirit and close-knitted-ness of the spartans was what i abso-loved.

well, i have bridging lessons (ijc's really a hard-working school. while others are relaxing and most prolly, drooling, the 2nd intake students have to makeup for the loss of the 1st term.) tomorrow. meeting ting for brunch before heading to the oh-so-near ijc. haha. might meet up with baby after, since he's ending early and i am dying to have coffee with him. and also, the appeal results are coming out at 2pm. i am nervous, yes, VERY. i have no idea how it will go, and i have no idea whether i will stay or leave. i am afraid of making a decision. i hate deciding stuff nowadays. we'll see.

time for your advice.
i need new gadgets! like a new phone. what i want is awfully simple, just a nice-looking and sleek model with a top-notch camera. that's all. i dont ask for WAP or MP3 or what shit lah. i dont use it. bluetooth would be nice. but, CAMERA's the most important, to satisfy my sudden rush to take pictures duh.

TAG AND TELL!

i want an ipod too. haha. i am currently working on getting my mummy to get me both the phone and ipod. haha. it's time for me to get some tech stuff. i havent been techno-savvy. i guess it's time. haha.

did you know my mummy's asking me to go for braces? oh my. imagining the pain puts me off so fast. i bet it hurts. and worst, i have to endure at least 2 years/ 24 months/ 96 weeks/ 672 days/ 16128 hours/ 967680 minutes/ 58060800 seconds of ugliness!! i will be fugly when i turn 18! i am so NOT NOT NOT having an extravagant party (was planning to.) with braces on! UGH! UGH! UGH! but of course, after the nightmare, i will have straighter teeth, nicer face shape and more smiley mouth. right now, the end of my lips are like in a frown, and braces might improve it, making me appear not-so-sulky. besides, i'll look prettier and it'll most definitely help when i get into the workforce. it's decision-making again. grr.

man, shall i go??

ta-ta.

xoxo.

subject combinations.

subject combinations.

so i'm finally done with the choosing. lately, we have been doing much future-choosing stuff right? sheesh. it has all made me so paranoid. i have to think many times and double-check ten-folds! haha. but oh well, finally done it.

first choice- econs/ english lit/ chinese literature

second choice- econs/ history/ english literature

both with h1 math and NO mt.

man, got to crash. night sweets!

ta-ta.

xoxo.

first day at ijc.

first day at ijc.

felt a tad embarrassed to admit enrolment to ijc. met joel and ting and aisyah at woodland mrt station. ting gave me a half of the "besties" pendant. AWW, THANKS BABE! walked to ijc. saw daryl chew. queued up in OGs. in different OGs as everybody (clan Aphrodite 01, tribe O.D). met a couple of new friends, cant spell their names though. went up to multi-purpose hall. sat down. listen to talks. sat. sat. sat. sat. listen. listen. listen. loved rochester's voice. sang ijc school song. lunch. listen to talks. sat. sat. sat.

ass hurts like hell. am sure my ass, which was not so perky in the first place, is now way flatter. sheesh. all those bucks spent on my levis are wasted.

generally, today was so boring. thank god there was ting, joel, haiguang, carmen and a couple others during breaks. have to choose subject combinations now, but hell, i am stuck. again. what to choose lah. tomorrow's the real mass lectures already, cant wait to see if i can handle it. or else, i really damn hope my appeal for the polys get through. at least then, i can go poly knowing that i have chosen a safer place. really dont have much confidence handling the jc subjects. not that i dont want to work hard. sometimes, no matter how hard someone works, he still cannot make it through. oh well, we shall see on the 13th. cant bloody wait. meanwhile, i shall enjoy ijc.

ta-ta.

xoxo.

EARTHQUAKE..! run for your lives. NOT.

EARTHQUAKE..! run for your lives. NOT.

so i watched the news and learnt about the earthquake. and seriously, if i were to get caught in the situation, i would most prolly be the panicky one screaming/saying stuff like the title suggests. maybe, maybe not. dont want to embarrass myself now, wouldnt i ? but most definitely, i will find a way to unleash my not-so-inner-and-more-like-outer drama queen. hahah! maybe just a tad. =) cant resist.

well, actually i am in an, as what they say, emo mood after the constant reporting of students in SAJC feeling the tremors and stuff. how i wish to be there feeling the tremors. i am still sad (that's a shallow way to put it. be sure that i have way more sorrows that a mere "sad". pur-lease.) that i didnt work hard enough to get into SA. it's like, seeing all those people dressed in the (not going to say 'their'. hmph.) green-and-blue ties makes me so envious and jealous and any other adjectives that gives you an understanding that's a tad close to how i really feel. a part of me tells myself to "suck it up. live your life. send your kids there."; one part tells me to wallow in my regrets and tears; another tells me there are others like me; there's this one which is instigating me to go hack everybody who got in and didnt leave a space for me. yah i know, why should they. oh well.. i know some are calling me insane and asking "what's so good about SA anyways". well, there's no "whats so good", SA's just my dream school since..forever! sometimes, not everything has to be evaluated; some just like it, for it. ah, so philosophical, tyng.

i believe right now, you guys must be suspecting that tyng might be a tad violent. well, maybe not just a tad. hahaha. rest assure, if you know me well enough, i wont eat you up. hell, no way i am going to eat your stinking meat okay. ugh. hahaha. no lah, serious. i am pretty caring and nice and sympathetic and more. and i am not just being narcissistic okay. you can ask around, my friends will give you a rundown on how perfectly wonderful i am, if you treat me respectably that is. =) i return favours ten-folds. i am not afraid to displease. i am mean, and i know it.

oh, did you know? today, i got to come back early from work to check my posting stuff (i know it could be checked anytime, but since mummy insisted, i had to oblige. hahaha.). so i left while the kids were napping. and at about 4.30 or so, i got a call from mummy. apparently, junyu and jingyi (this other girl.) woke up, found me gone and cried. they miss me. AWW. and mummy called for them to talk to me. so there i was, talking to like five or six little kids, promising them i'll buy them lollis and that i'll be back tomorrow. (i wont, duh. but kids, they're not time-conscious.). haha. whatever will happen when i have to get my ass back into school for real.

oh well, got to go now. meeting ting, and joey boey who's going to be our directory, tomorrow. for school! whee! finally.

ta-ta.

xoxo.

i return favours ten-folds.
i am not afraid to displease.
i can be mean and i love it.

sending my kids to SA for sure.



did you know sufiana deemed me "tyng the queen" in her blog's link? haha.

i love you suf!

a date! with someone tagging along.

a date! with someone tagging along.

yesterday was pretty fun. went out with baby, and liang. it was SUPPOSE to be just the two of us. but you know how little brothers are, they HAVE to follow their most-adored big sis around. (rolls eyes.) and when you have an over-bearing mother who secretly loves that little bro more, you end up with that little thing tagging along on almost every date. even if it means that he has to cancel his much-needed tuition and his exams are this coming tues. now you know why i would rather not be a first-born? sheesh. however tactless of him, we did enjoyed ourselves. since it wasnt me baby-sitting, and he was rather easy to bring about. plus, he tickled us red with his, i would say, cute reactions to the porsches and other branded sports cars we saw at orchard. haha.

we went to new york new york (i tell you, i ABSO-LOVE that place!) and had a super-filling lunch. took some pics, but they're at baby's phone, so may be uploaded much later on. the pumpkin soup is so heavenly, go try yah! liang was most flabbergasted by the giant meatballs he ordered, and i would have to admit they are pretty big, compared to the normal sized ones. haha. so, these two declared new york new york worthy of every buck we spent, and baby even said that he wants to try all the dishes on the menu. hahaha. I AM GAME I TELL YOU!

after that, we went to orchard to just stroll about. and i met an UNEXPECTED COUPLE FROM BP! i was on the phone and walking towards cine, they were walking in the upcoming direction. i saw them and being the drama queen, i said "ay" in my usual loud voice and gave this evil smile. the gf put her finger to her lips and said "shush". hahaha. i dont know what that was for. but we just kept on walking and passed one another, never stopping. it was kind of special, the way we exchanged glances and hand signs in just that few seconds. like something that will happen in movies. so, i decided to not reveal who they are, i dont think you guys care anyways.
IF YOU GUYS ARE READING THIS, ALL THE BEST YAH? HAHAHA.
there was a 98.7fm booth outside, and when we left, i heard someone picked a pink ball and won a FOB concert tic! most lucky i think. but not very, since it was about 5 that time, and i think by the time she gets to expo, the line must be so so so long. but baby says there might be special passes included, so she wont need to queue up, and get to stand somewhere far, and wont get to see the FOBs actually. haha. like it's my prob.

oh, besides the good things, there is something i am most bloody pissed about. we were at heerens, and you know how the place is, they have this part where the walk path gets narrow, like behind those booths. well, we were walking and baby was on the phone, and there was these three bitches behind. so they were MOST NOISY and ACTING AMERICAN but failing so badly that it made them appear oh-so FAKE and PRETENTIOUS! (ROLLS EYES 10 TIMES!), but being civilised, i didnt say much, since it wasnt my prob that they are obnoxious and many other bad adjectives. BUT, oh BUT, one of the STICK-THIN, AIRPORT-RUNWAY-FLAT (in both front and back) and FRANKENSTEIN-HIDEOUS BITCH actually said " SOMEONE'S BLOCKING MY WAY" and bumped past me, swaying her non-existence ass into a retail shop. if i were with my besties, we would have came up with something smart and witty to throw into her butt-like face. but i wasnt, so i just came up with a "geez, bitch" and let the matter pass but not rest. IT IS STILL BOILING IN ME I TELL YOU. URGH! i mean, an "excuse me" would be really nice and i would have most definitely moved out of the way. sheesh. GO SHOVE SOME FAKE HARRY WINSTONS UP YOUR ARSEHOLE IF YOU'RE SO SNOBBISH AND MIGHTY AND AMERICAN (yah right. not even in your dreams, you. *barfs.)! BAH! FUCK.


ON A HAPPIER NOTE, today's my great grandma's birthday and i just got back from the fancy chinese restaurant. i finally wore that dress i bought at east india, but with a tank top inside since it was a family dinner and I DONT THINK CLEAVAGE SHOULD BE ON THE MENU. everything was good and rather boring, plus the food's the usual cny food with the yusheng and abalone and scallops and fish and chicken (seriously feel like barfing now.). but i did got entertained seeing my 3-year-old cousin picking up baby girls. hahaha! i tell you, that guy will be a casanova when he grows up. mums, lock your daughters up! there were so many people at the restaurant, and so many cute babies. i nearly went up to a stranger to ask to take a photo with their baby, but i didnt, duh!

AND, did you know baby got me the pair of MNG black shorts i wanted? yes yes, he's so sweet (mummy said he was romantic. hah!). plus, i got silver nail polish (apparently, silver is the new black when it comes to fingertips nowadays.) from silkygirl, since i could only find silver enamel there. and i went on snooping and bought lime green eyeliner too. but their stuff are pretty good, the eyeliner's easy to apply and all.

oh, i want to get a silver enamel (just a dull silver.) that does not have stardust in it (silkygirl's does.). anyone knows which brand has it? if i cant find something cheaper, i'll have to get the CHANEL one, which will cause a bomb?


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ta-ta.

xoxo.

happiest 17th shally!!

happiest 17th shally!!
happiest 17th shally!!

may you enjoy this special day of yours at the FOB concert! thanks so uber much for being so noisy (in my opinion, noisy's top-notch!) all the time we share the same class! we sure enjoyed ourselves! haha!

love you to bits!

xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxos!

all in shades of purple just for you!

ta-ta.

xoxo.

parenting tip number one:

parenting tip number one:

feigning ignorance.

when i first became a teacher at mummy's, i seriously felt really stressed out by the hectic nature of a kindergarten teacher's job and the heavy responsibilities that comes with it. teaching the future generation right from wrong aint a playing thing. i mean, for all we know, one wrong step might result in another osama or ted bundy or whoever. so, being the perfectionist i am, i gave my fullest every single day, working myself HARD and stretching my humane abilities to the limit. i was fatigued by the end of each day, drained of all life. i often wonder to myself how the other experienced teachers handle all THAT. i mean, amidst the complains, requests, noise, annoy, mess, mischievousness, lack of organisation, random badness and screwing ups blah blah blah, HOW do they manage to remain calm, composed, SANE and finish the syllabus and work to be done? i was flabbergasted. but now, i believe i have found the answer to all my questions, for my life has been better since.

let me give an example to how feigning ignorance plays an essential role to being those little imps' guardians/parents/teachers. earlier today, junyu's mummy has forgotten to pack his pacifier. and by nap time, junyu was kicking up a fuss, asking for his "nipple" (direct quote. hah!). of course, i explained the situation of things, his mum blah blah blah, but you know kids, like hell they will listen. so when everybody was settled down, he was all whiny and though his eyelids were closing, he would force them open and give an outburst of "i want nipple lah!". i told him lies like his mum's coming with it, the maid's looking for it, the monster will catch him if he dont sleep soon and no one will save him since we'll all be sleeping (to this, he replied that he wants ME to save him from the monster. haha. i know, AWW!).. but he would repeat the whole force-eyelids-open-and-give-an-outburst-of-"i-want-nipple-lah" again and again. so, i decided not to give a damn about him. lying down beside him, i pretended to sleep (occasionally peeking to see how he was doing, of course) and with an arm across his chest, i patted him to sleep. so there he was, under my arm, playing with his ears and repeating the whole force-eyelids-open-and-give-outburst thingy again and again. within ten minutes, the playing of ears and repeating of that weird thingy stopped - he was asleep.

i guess he got bored of me not giving him the attention, not handling the situation and merely replying "okay, okay" to his wining. HAHA. but it worked, and i didnt even flinched a muscle solving the problem. :)

of course, i am NOT implying irresponsibility and neglect of the little imps all the time. some problem needs to be solve with more attention. yes, the attention and focus that you need to give to not only one, but fifteen or twenty little imps. haha. nevertheless, tip number one is definitely beneficial since it trains the little kids to be more independent, less of a spoiled brat and more of an understanding and patient person. and of course, it makes our lives much more easier!

ta-ta.

xoxo.

sorry that it's a rather boring post.

just to give an advice.

and to flaunt junyu. haha.

feeling good.

feeling good.

WHY you ask? well..

i didnt get ticked off today. my mummy has been in a crappy mood lately, so i do get stares and stuff from her sometimes. haha. (me laughing at this shows i am indeed in a TOP-NOTCH mood, no?)

i had a hot water bath after a long day, with my chamomile shampoo! (have been rather obsessed with chamomile scents lately.) you would have to agree that that is the next best thing to.. let's say, getting an aromatherapy massage by brendon from P!ATD, with his glasses on? hahaha! woots!

it's friday! which means it's the weekends soon. and baby's back!

i am dancing to HIGH SCHOOL NEVER ENDS and I'M GAY by BOWLING FOR SOUP! they rock rock rock rock! woots! woots!

i had a funny and weird dream last night. setting was at my old primary school building, but the students was a mix of my favourite people from both primary and secondary school. we were in these old-school and very hot uniforms, and were chatting in the canteen. then the bell rang and we got up to go outside to board a bus to somewhere on a field trip. shally was walking infront of me. and she turned around, and was walking backwards facing me. the background has this circus-like music, which was similar to that on P!ATD's album's interlude. shal has winded her black beads around her glasses, and it became this thick, black-rims (like those on MANGO's spring fashion show. ) which looked uber cute and funny on her. haha! sounds exactly like what shally would do! i woke up after laughing at her. (shrugs.)

i had a fun time in school today with junyu (the 3-year-old. i wasnt flirting at work, okay. and please, there's nobody to flirt with lah!). he totally melted my heart when he said, "i love you" to me before he went up his mummy's car. i know, AWW much. he bats his lashes whenever possible now that he knows i get tickled red when i see it. I LOVE YOU TOO!

ta-ta.

xoxo.

happy march!