i know what you did last summer, autumn, winter and spring.

i know what you did last summer,

autumn, winter and spring.



you know sometimes, you think you are safe (for once.) from embarrassment and humiliation cause you havent poured drinks on yourself or others, or bumped into people or whatever for 2 days straight! (record!) but then somebody tells you that you told them this secret info about yourself, and that fact sends you whirling into the tornado of shock, and you end up so flabbergasted that your jaw stays open for the next 24 or 36 or 35875082757 hours literally.

and of course, you swear to whoever's above that you will NEVER EVER EVER do something this foolish and which will lead you to a similar expose session of your dirty laundry, be it true or just plain fucked-up false and made up on your part.

but then you know you cant prevent things like these, as you are prolly born to be this hilarious or pathetic person who prolly doesnt OR CANT have dark secrets of your own as you need your "secret storage space" for other people's secrets: your friends' or whoever's.

so in the end you give up, develop a nonchalance to this kind of matters (still end up really "WHENTHEFUCKINGHELLDIDISAYTHAT" when people tell you you told them this or that. but you'll stop kicking yourself that much, after 5743289645 times.) and MOVE ON. despite the fact that some of these people you told your stuff to might look at you from a different light or whatever these mental, fucking asses might want to do about it. SO BE IT. that's what i've learnt as times goes by, and after fate deals me one too many such kanasai blows. knncb. tsk.






RIGHT,
my bros are coming back from camp. i never knew i had it in me, but I MISS THEM! our toilet has been so much cleaner and all mine, the air fresher and all mine, the place more peaceful and all mine, the tv's all mine, whizzy-whiz-start's all mine, mummy's all mine, baby's all mine (they love to bug him with games. tsk.) AND I LOVED THE LIFE. but i think it's time for them to get their asses back. i need people for me to order around and stuff. it's so irritating that i cant make people do stuff for me. heehee. it wont be long.. TONIGHT!

sharing a little piece of me.

i need to get back to bpghs to get my o cert. i need to study stats and all other subjs. i need to learn to use my calculator. i need As for my tests. i need to take primrose oil everyday. i need to drink water everyday. i need to tone up my abs and ass and youknowwhere. i need a lappie case. i need to travel. i need poems. i need a new bag for school. i need assurance. i need my family. i need friends. i need new shoes. i need new clothes. i need technology. i need to be more heck-care. i need art. i need to go out. i need fun. i need to watch movies. i need to be 18. i need absolut. i need photography. i need seclusion. i need clubbing. i need music. i need you. i need popularity. i need to dance. i need to see my besties. i need the mental kind of nuts. i need love. i need hugs. i need literature. i need kisses. i need to yoga. i need freedom. i need to swim. i need peace. i need to be special. i need a talent. i need new adventures. i need yummy food. i need the dawn and dusk. i need the ocean. i need the animals. i need happiness. i need to make a difference. i need time. i need money. i need to know. i need to learn. i need to sashay. i need to trot. i need to spin. i need crowds. i need laughter. i need smiles. i need tears. i need beauty. i need more. i need the world.


what do you need?


it could jolly well be a poem, man. (:

ta-ta.

xoxo.


i had to post something, it's 31st!

deem me dracula's vamp and let my lifeless corpse take flight into the black darkness.

deem me dracula's vamp,

and let my lifeless decomposed take flight

into the black, black, darkness.

i painted my nails this berry-vampish shade. and boy, do i love them.

until somebody else showed me her fading varnish and insisted that we got the same shade, that is.

bitch, why do i want so much to be different? now, i am pretty bummed that someone else had the same shade of varnish. oh well, everybody takes delight in being special. do not need to tell me otherwise. i know its prefectly normal.





i am having the worst day so far, it's like, i got a ZIT! and an ULCER! DRY SKIN, that itches.

BAD SKIN DAY!

fuck. what is with me and my skin. i have the worst skin ever. maybe it's the retribution of skipping those primrose oil mummy used to make me take. and of course, the lack of the PRESTIGIOUS AND ALL POWERFUL sky juice. i think i should really take those up, with extra doses of fruits and vegetables.

plus, i am having kind of a cold war with baby. i am being pretty mean to him. so, bite. me.

i totally fucked up the microe test yesterday, and i am determined not to fuck any other test, which applies to stats this fri.

on a lighter note, i got 13/25 for my accountings ica! HAHAHAHA! considering how little i studied and how i totally screwed up the balance sheets and whatnot, it is pretty good. for an amateur like me. i didnt even feel sore when the others were (kinda) showing off their 20's and 21's. i was grateful. (:

also, i got 44/(i think) 50 for oral communication. ahh, BLISS. but then, i havent even researched for my ica2's speech. sheesh. busy busy busy.

HEY,

i want to live in an ENCHANTED FOREST with you.

nice, aint it? baby took it from his condo. as charming as the view looks, things aint always what they seem to be. it wasnt the fact that the sun that day was mysteriously special, the smoky effect was created with the mass spraying of insecticide. tsk tsk. like how a red rose always comes with its thorns.

i think i am sick of the smaller font. normal is sexy too.

ta-ta.

xoxo.

a whiff of familiarity triggers memories that surge into my brain; i cry suddenly.

a defiant female anthem from the girl who never gets the guy.

a defiant female anthem from the girl

who never gets the guy.


you know, recently, i have been coming into terms with myself (yes, both good and bad.) that i am so content and happy with my ALITTLE psycho at times (but abso-lovely!) mummy, my annoying (but oh-so-adorable) brothers, the whole poly mayhem, my lack of a proper hip social circle and life, my whirred-up, emotions-sensitive brain and many other chaotic havoc (emphasis!) that might send anybody right through the gates of woodbridge.



speaking of which, baby told me that day that there is a woodbridge HOTEL. hahah. (yah i know!) and, it's NOT beside the institute. he made that pretty clear before i had the chance to ask. oh, you know me kinda well, pretty boy. hah! mushy! (barfs.)



i was going to blog about some feelings and viewpoints on stuff my mummy and i talked about in the car, coming back from nasi lemak. but suddenly, i cant arrange my thoughts; everything is in one hell of a jumble. it's so annoying. urgh! all i can think about now is:

a) baby

b) freshies

c) school

d) icas (this is so fucking darn it.)

e) photography (which is so weird, cause i havent freaking start anything yet.)

f) party-ing

g) heaps of other crap that i am too lazy to mention here. just be assured, it is ALOT!


i need a break. (have a kit-kat! hahahhaa.) shush! shut up, tyng. stop being funny, this is a serious post. solemn. proper. cool. reserved. introvert. deep. (ey, who says we cant be bubbly and deep at the same time?!) apa ini! [kapau!] (*_*)

i think i am not in a right position to blog. so, bye!



[edited]

you know, i have been thinking: what will i be like if i hadnt stop learning certain stuff? like ballet, piano, sketch, (sanity and reality)... sure, i may still be tyng. but maybe my life will be better when i am equipped with skills to do these things i really love. well, at least i dont need to live in doubt and envy envy envy.

i know, this is so ironical to the previous declaration about being contented. you can pfft me, i dont care. i just wonder, not remorse or want to down detergent or slash my delicate wrist.

my personal problem is being too ambitious. i dream to acquire that height of things that prolly even superman cant reach. and, since i am such a perfectionist as well, i am living harder than most of the people i know. kicking and punching (not so much literally.) myself for all the regrets i have accumulated and inabilities i've got is such a norm that even 1 + 1 = 2 seems like a new addition to the seven wonders of the world.

of couse, it is thanks to so many of my LOVEs (yes, you guys!) that i am able to come to slight terms with my inadequacy; i know they heart me, for the skill-less, unglam, fugly, plain-jane-boring, looney-phoney me.

i guess this is why i am dying to start on photography; i am eager to develop something. it's like i am constantly groping in the dark to break free from the 'tyng' that seems to be like downright trash cause she isnt gorgeous both in and out and doesnt know how to study, dance, draw, do anything at all - many people stereotyped. and last time, when i had the besties, we had each other to depend on and sanctuary was in the form of sweet mutual assurances. but now in the new environment, i guess i havent got my girls with me anymore and i usually have to assure myself, which is a complete foo-foo cause you wont believe yourself, and in the end, it all comes down to pfft-ing yourself and definitely more cups of misery. poly is great, dont get me wrong. and i do have tons of fun, but you know, time is needed for that bond with people. desperately needy? yah, maybe.








ta-ta.

xoxo.


be nrl-happy! hahaha.

(for you, lovely LOVE!)

next time, i will video down the lust on guys' faces when you walk pass them, for sure.

i have to say, i feel more emancipated having taken a reality check.

the cams we owned were alittle fucked-up blur. ugh. bite us.



i have to say,

i feel more emancipated having taken a

reality check.




i had the best day, though it was a pretty bad start. somehow, i dont feel like explaining. it aint that important.


anyways, i went to... BUGIS (did you guess right? hah.) with baby. well, we stopped by sim lim to get my lappie case, but then after like walking about, mummy told me not to get it first. what can i do. i am a mummy's girl, and besides, it was her cash. had to obey. i plunged into a bad mood after that, and i guess i was mean to baby for awhile. haha. forgive me, hon. it wasnt intentional. anyways, we had unhealthy kfc, but alas, it was damn damn crowded. and we had to sit at this rather fucked up screwed up amusing seat, in front of a pillar with mirror.



i dont know about you, but i cant eat facing myself. but, i liked the yummy calories and fats. yum.



then, it was the usual, walking about bugis and all. i got myself two (black and white) tees. those with catch phrases/chat-up lines or WHATEVER. haha. i was fulfilling my tendency to be a sucker to own weird/amusing stuff.



i am not the pda-loving, mushy-adoring, freaking weirdo. but baby and i got couple rings. black, stainless steel (i think), with (thank god!) not-so-cheesy engravings. it was mind-blowing WTH at first, but now, i am loving that cold band around my index. sweet, sweet hotness.






tyng has really outdone herself.





all for you, rockstar.






then, we headed to bukit batok, since he had to go back to his living quarters before to do some stuff. coffee beans had just the right lighting for some cam-whoring. but he was so shy. pfft. no wonder, your daddy made you give up the model agencies' offers. you arent that much of a slut yet, baby.

i just had to let you see how sexy that band looks on his fingers. (:

foxy cleopatra was there. that lighbulb of a bitch. hahahha.





SO, this was it. a boring (to you guys.) day out. itinery, not so interesting; journey, darnWHEEsuper-duperLOVELYofMANYnuttyFUN! hahahahahaha.

OHH! i came up with this concept for an ad (maybe just for the posters) to sell rings. hee hee. we were the models. budget ah.

enjoy!

and

ta-ta.

xoxo.

i love the way we squabble.
oh, dont we just click.
blow me more bubbles.
SHIT, my life is a cheesy flick.

just been floating around, with a subdued sense of inhibition.

just been floating around,

with a subdued sense of inhibition.


i havent been thinking alot lately. well, not about reality at least. for the other emo-natured matters; yah, they've been filling up my head. as reflective as a mirror, darling. reflective.


i have been doing some blog-hopping too. secret, loyal reader to some particular ones. maybe the way they write stuff and dramatise small matters are a tad too detached from reality, but no matter. i am impressed by the vocab, the phrasing, the insanity and loony-ness, the declarations of anorexia, the atmosphere, the pictures, and everything else. alittle bummed that i cant really do that since i aint that much of a whiner emo-ass person. but whatever, i guess i shall stick to being funny/interesting (not lately though. i have been too much of a bum to even post an "i'm alive still!!" post.). many people told me my posts make them LTAO sometimes. but then, many thinks i'm a habitual haunt to the clubs, which i am so not. i havent even step into any, for christ's sake. well, only twice in kl. under the supervision of my second cousins AND clocking up to an astounding total of 3 hours' stay. ONLY. LOSER MUCH? that's why. dont judge. just because i dance a tad too sexy slutty OPEN and NOT CONSERVATIVE and WILD (i dont know how to describe it.) doesnt make me a party girl (the get-really-drunk-and-grind-every-guy-might-even-strip-every-day type), o.k.a.y. ask me if i go clubbing one more time and i will smash your balls/boobies or smack your face or both. (:

we love georgina's shades!

hot right? hui ying is hot!


i look anorexic though. ugh. hate my small face.


gross eh. gross!



why do i have such a thin face,

but such a fat bod huh?

huh? why why why (BLATANT CRY)?

RIGHT.

(regained slight resemblance to the so-called composure.)

yesterday, i had this international student meeting thingy. lovely nad, liz and bin accompanied me to LTS1 to wait for the event to start. it is really darnwhatthefuck that the chairs in the LTs of the engineering school are so comfy and squishy and nice, the LT itself is so comfy and nice too. ostracizing business students ah! HUH! PFFT!

and, hell NO! there werent any jap or korean hot girls like sexy and binny fantasized about. nor were there any french/italian/mixed blood sexy guys that i hoped for. there werent even an influx of china people, since they had attended the previous two meetings separately, due to their large number . and guess what? i am now an automated member of the international student club.

but i guess international aint THAT international afterall. all asians. boo again.

i am going here tomorrow with baby. guess where? haha. whee!

ta-ta.

xoxo.

ps: I AM ALIVE!! LOVE!

hiatus. ehh, yah.

hiatus. ehh, yah.


well, maybe you noticed, i havent been blogging for A VERY LONG TIME. no worries (or glee. WHICHEVER.), i havent been demoralised or frightened or whatever by STRANGERS and all. i have been really, REALLY darnfuck busy with the projects and assessments from poly. man, things have been HECTIC. it was so kanasai (oh yes, i just swore in dialect. woots! damn shiok ah. no worries, i aint an ah lian. never will be.) that i totally missed my sleep mon night for the internet (fucking) web project and i totally screwed the accounts test i studied (well, not so studiously. but I DID!) for. pfft.

well, life has been usually TOP-NOTCH still, no matter. but i still dont feel for blogging as much as i do. therefore, i shall go.


to sum things up:

I LOVE YOU, BABY.


I AM STILL DYING TO START PHOTOGRAPHY.


I AM HAVING BETTER SKIN DAYS.


I STILL GOT CUTE OUTFITS EVERYDAY,

except for this once. uhh.


I STILL LOVE THE FRESHIES.





ta-ta.

xoxo.

he's back! and i'm so glad!

he's back! and i'm so glad!



whizzy-whiz-start is back back back!

i am so glad glad glad!

hahaha. WHEE!


i am so beat right now. finally the weekends are here, and i can study accounts for ica on mon (gasp big time.) in peace, not being disrupted by the other tutorials and whatnot.


(to you.) please help me, ok? we'll go starbucks and revise those darn balance sheets. (:


went to bugis for while with peirong, uncle thom, eliza, ben, georgina, hui ying, jo etc (sorry if i left anybod out!), then i had to go. i hope you guys had fun after i left! haha. shall upload the tiny bits of photos i took later on. too lazy to go get my cable upstairs. uhh.


you know, my toes have been treaded on for so so so many times today. i have no idea why. maybe it's true that people can barely see me since i'm so short, and it's worse today, since i am in this hippy long skirt, covering everything. ugh. poor shortie.



ta-ta.

xoxo.

it's deprivation in a whole new level.

it's deprivation in a whole new level.


i am not used to not going online. i am not used to not being able to give whizzy-whiz-start's cpu a kick whenever i walk past him. i am not used to not blogging all those rants i have in me. i am not used to not being able to go online to check the tutorials i have. i am not used to not being able to type "haha's" till 3 in the morning with anybody that's on msn. i am not used to being back in the primeval days. i am not used to staring at the tv screen instead of whizzy-whiz-start's monitor.

NAH, i am not being emo here. i am merely complaining to get the boredom i am experiencing out of my system. and since i catch absolutely NO ball in the accounts tutorial i am in now, i shall rant on and on. and on. and nobody except maybe a hottie (err. delusional much?), NOBODY can stop me. be a stranger for all i care, today marks the end of my worrying-about-nonsense days. i got SO much work and project burying and drowning me. other stuff to make my mind fuzzy, GO BURN IN HELL!

(this is going to appear as real random, but whatever.)

if you think poly is nothing constructive but stress-free, homework-less fun, well, YOU BURN IN HELL TOO! i got tons of tutorials to complete, projects to research, icas to mug for, jokes to laugh at, fun to enjoy etc. it's all self-disciplinary. we're matured, unlike you. hahahahahahahaha.


but, you will never know how much i miss those bp days when i dont think about homework and projects are just another excuse for my besties and i to stone around, being silly and bonded. screw all these opportunites i have to dress up in whatever i feel like for the day, i want to go back to those notorious butting-around days.

ANYWAYS,

i got some pictures. so i guess, i'll put them up anyways.

uncle thom with my bangle. haha. he's one jolly fella!

this is the ball winnie lie used to make us answer questions during her POM lecture. some joker from bp (not bukit panjang govt high, but business management, class p.) brought it. nur and i were all uhh (we were on msn despite being just a few seats away, haha.). i think many people were uhh-ed too.

it looks so hot, non? reminds me of obs. that time, the ray-from-heaven was so much better. damnit, i kick myself everyday for not being armed with a camera that time. but then, i was on a kayaking expediture, which means i have to stay in water for the whole day. then again, i could have wrapped my camera in a plastic bag or something. goddamnit! anyways, this is better than nothing.

operation: satisfy cravings/ icecream session

with class later after accounts!

woots! cant wait!

ta-ta.

xoxo.

i am loving the jingling my earrings are making in my ears.

(:

mr doctor, please make whizzy-whiz-start all dainty fine.

mr doctor, please make whizzy-whiz-start all dainty

fine.


whizzy-whiz-start is my desktop. how he got his name, you ask? well, he likes to restart every now and then, usually in a whiz. that is how. and he is currently in the Hospital For Technology Stuff. his cpu needs to be fixed cause i can no longer stand his whizzy restarts. thus, i got no cpu, no internet, no web, no blogging, no msn, no nothing. of course i still have foxy cleopatra (that's my lappie, fyi.) but i dont think i should mess with her cables and stuff. i dont want to end up with NOTHING for real. maybe i can get help from zack (not zailani/best friend/threemountain/nasi ayam/secret robocop. hah! i am talking about zegna.) when he comes back for good, after his exams.

anyways, my point here is to say that i might be MIA from the net for quite awhile. ignore the above paragraph if you have a detest for the naming-of-belongings syndrome. it's all for entertainment purposes. besides, IF YOU NAME YOUR DOG, WHY CANT I NAME MY COMPUTERS? right. i think i am getting delusional that people have everything against me and my every action, thanks to some stranger (pun intended.)

WELL, WHATEVER!

THANKS MX AND TING!

i am thinking this'll be the last batch now. but i get your love, and it made me alittle warmer in this darn freezing tutorial room.


mx: stranger, she has the charisma which you dont have. she exudes this extraordinary vibes that just make people want to know her. beauty comes from deep within.

mx: and thumbie, you can TRY (maybe desperately since its so hard) to deny the fact that she is hotness both deep within and outside. but she is OUR hot gorgeous babe. there is NO WAY you can deny that.

mx: your pathetic attempts, to try to pour buckets of insults on her, are not gonna bring her down.

mx: you see, we dont have to put you down with mindless insults to make her look better. we can drown you with her countless good points.

mx: WE LOVE YOU TYNG

ting: people lets just ignore that idiot! he/she doesnt deserve our attention. (: TYNGWELOVEYOUYAY

yes, i agree with ting, we should ignore him/her. idiotic or not, no comments.

haha. LOVE! i am so happy today.

ta-ta.

xoxo.

(sitting back with my arms crossed, watching the show.)

(sitting back with my arms crossed,

watching the show.)


you know what? not only am i "blessed with having a (supposed) big ass", i can NEVER get sick of emphasizing the fact that i have WONDERFUL FRIENDS helping me out when i am down, and of course, standing up for me in times of er.. trouble. haha. trouble (if you consider it so.) from some some some some ASS of a STRANGER.



THANKS MINGXIAN!!



(14 May 07, 02:17)

mx: oh man stranger, you gotta admit that you stared at tyng's butt. go on, admit it stranger! you little naughty horny asshole!


mx: you know that she's so hot you couldnt resist observing her every action and movement. you even go to the extent of finding out her blogadd! ure not only a piece of horny asshole, ure a stalker too!


(14 May 07, 02:20)

mx: naughty horny stalker! bad boy! go home and mummy will whip your ass!

mx: do it again and i'll poke your eyes and shred your tongue, thumbie.

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well, i notice that i havent been blogging about schoolwork or lectures or tutorials, but just the pure fun and whatnot i have been up with. HEY, that DOESNT mean i havent been paying attention to my work okay. in fact, i am trying oh-so hard to understand the stats, microe, pom, accounts, internet web etc etc. like seriously, the best and easiest of all would have to be eff oral comm. all i have to do is speak my mind. (: BLISS! neverthless, dont disrupt my studies, whoever!

well, you know what? i think i am indeed famous. but then, all these are getting alittle cliche.

still,

THANKS NUR! JOEL HO! GRACE!

(14 May 07, 21:54)

stranger: its more like i overheard her saying it from her mouth. Disgusting

(14 May 07, 22:20)

nrl: cos she's got enough confidence to say & flaunt it.besides,she IS hot.don't hate just cos ure probably lacking in every asset.sorry for you really,poor thing!& why're u anonymous?scared ah? HA

(14 May 07, 22:50)

stranger: haha she said in her blog smth diff. my ass la. she looks normal hence i comment and wonder y she was even chosen as one of e Ms freshies. bytheway, bye

joel (ho) : hey stranger,your mum or dad give u the name call doggy or catty is it.So don dare to put your name is it?dare to give comments don dare to put ur name. IF dare come out.OR even tag your name.asshole.

nrl: oh my. how incredibly childish. there was a reason she was chosen for ms freshie so must be sth wrong with YOU right? haha, such losers actually exist, its amusing. get some balls, *****.

nrl: oops, sorry tyng. haha. dont worry abt such ppl, not worth your time, totally. <3!

joel: no la, he or she is jus jealous tat he/she can't be in the freshies. So was here giving comments. I give u a chance la. My dogs need friends. you can be one of them. asshole. IF dare use ur name.

(14 May 07, 23:16)

graceyeoh: hey stranger, tyng can sue you for this you know(: lets see you anon your way out of jail. and tyng, lmao these tags always have negative effect on these anons cos they'll realise tht u indeed have so many friends who adore u and who'd stick up for you. this is the good thing tht comes out of all this! :]

i have no idea what STRANGER wants with me when he/she doesnt leave his/her name and whatnot. you really dont know a joke when you hear one. tsk tsk. and please stop stalking! it's scary.

and, yes. i do wonder why i was one of the miss freshies. but then, i am. it's done.

ta-ta.

xoxo.

TING!

i miss you, babe! so much!

MIC!

i love, miss and adore you so much too!!

all ASSholes, fuck off real far, i am happy today.

all ASSholes, fuck off real far, i am happy today.


HAPPY MUMMY'S DAY AGAIN!

haha. maybe you cant see, but i am real happy. that's cause i had a good day out with my mummy and bros. yah, family time. BLISS!

mummy's back from bangkok already, lugging with her this new watch (the black strap. Patek Philippe. worth roughly around the price of a small car. super extravagant. was so speechless. blah blah. ), many other accessories (bangles, necklaces, earrings etc. havent sort them out yet, so didnt take any photos.) and a happy happy body, mind and soul!!

i am dying for a spa session too.





some of the accessories that were on me. of course, a super good excuse to camwhore. i was having a pretty good skin day. okay, not really.



ANYWAYS,

i finally gotten the mood to walk into a shop to try on countless shades. haha. and i got these MANGO shades at a darn good steal! 79 bucks. haha. i know, not GUCCI or DIOR, but i am happy for now. shall splurge on those real branded shades when i get my pay check. which is in the matter of years. HAHAHA.

there! haha. i am so grinning. and no, i aint wearing it now. who said i was? WHO WHO WHO?!

i am not nuts, you know. (nervous smile.)

cam whoring again!! despite the fact i am "not that hot". (shrugs)

i was feeling charitable. so i let this little fat face try them on. hee hee.

my bro is a cam whore!

done. that's all now. i shall pack my perky and big ass off to bed now. (:

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special corner:

THANKS, grace!

(13 May 07, 12:40)

graceyeoh: tyng! be proud of yourself dear, your blog's so interesting that even an anon wants to read it, not bad la huh ;D love! cant wait to see you la omg soon<3>

graceyeoh: you're so funny(: i wouldnt bother to go to all that trouble so entertain stupid ppl and post an entire entry. lol. but you did well, NICE comeback! hahas

yes, it wont end so soon. i am no stranger to bitches. hahaah. lame.

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ta-ta.

xoxo.


j'adore MANGO.

happy mummy's day, mummy!

happy mummy's day, mummy!


first hand wishing my beloved mummy, happy mummy's day! haha. like she'll read my blog, but whatever. it's the thought that counts. i am treating her to lunch tomorrow! that's all i can afford right now. sorry, mum! you know i love you loads still. (:


i had a good saturday. loads of 'me' time; chamomile tea, both hot and iced; "hey there delilah" repeating and repeating; and 'the ice queen' finally done, after having so many emotional hiccups on the way. it was really deep; definitely triggered my imaginations and thoughts. i cant wait for photography club, seriously. zailani wants to join too! haha. bliss.


maybe the tag was alittle flooded. anyways, i found something interesting when i came online happily after having the best nasi lemak ever!



see this!:


(12 May 07, 09:43) -

stranger: i think u think way too highly of urself. You aren't tt hot to turn heads sadly.
(does this means i am still hot, just not THAT hot? hmm. HAHHAHAHA.)


(12 May 07, 09:44) -

stranger: and yes, u are blessed with having a huge ass.


(12 May 07, 20:58) -

nrl: you're just jealous. love you tyng <3


(12 May 07, 23:38) -

liz: hey..tyng... it's ok... everyone can say what they wanna say.. true beauty comes from within ok.. we know you for waht you are and we're always here for you k.. we love you!!!

(12 May 07, 23:41) -

joel (ho): if you dare to give comments why don dare to put ur name ah stranger


(12 May 07, 23:47) -

liz: dont judge ppl for we will be judged.. tyng forget him k.. it's not even worth getting angry over..


(13 May 07, 00:16) -

zack: eh ****er she's my bloody bf (best friend) okay so why nt show ur face and ill make sure ur dick is in ur nostril.no balls eh?
(not to be taken literally. i have to admit 'stranger' might be a girl.)

anybody who knows me well should understand how intrigued i am right now!

i am a sucker for mysteries and secrets. and of all names, he/she has to pick 'stranger'! haha. i am in hospitality and resort management, for God's sake! i am suppose to be interested in meeting strangers and whatnot!

wow. bad timing, 'stranger'. just when i am bored and feeling alittle happy, you have to come around to throw stones at me and kick me into the well. AGAIN. worst of all, dropping me a mystery to solve? WHATTHEFUCKINGHELL!


oh, i know you're going to say i am "think(ing) way too highly of" myself again for assuming that you will bother to tread upon my humble blog again.


well, i guess i am pretty content with my life and am not afraid to flaunt my gorgeous and perfect friends.


but then, i didnt say i am gorgeous and perfect too, did i? i didnt even praise myself. instead, i admit that it feels like a dream and i am amazed that ANGELS LIKE THEM are bothered with me.


then again, judging from things, they are my friends and you're just a redundant 'stranger' with abso-NO life. why else would anybody bother to chance upon such an unimportant blog belonging to a total minor like me at 9:43 AM? food for thought. go get a life, ASS.



but seriously, i think i came up with a pretty good comeback. haha.

tyng: who is stranger?!! oh my! i am so famous someone random wants to read my blog AND bothers him/herself with it! oh my! exciting!

tyng: and do i really have a big ass? you're so the first to say! seriously, my ass is so flat! i want it big and perky though! hahaha.


i know i know. i think wayyyyyyyy tooo highly of myself. sue me.



yes, i wont lie. i AM pretty bummed about it at first. then, thanks to everybody, i am able to see how foolish i am to be bothered with this ASShole of a sour and sore zippo. booyah, bitch!





this is for you, strange strange stranger. ahh, THAT DARN TYNG.

THANKS, YOU GUYS.

<3!

(:

ta-ta.

xoxo.

i cant believe i got alittle bummed about the smallest thing.
even the loss of a supposed admirer.
then again, i prefer suitors to secret admirers big time.

ahh, the love-hate relationship between me and these mysteries and secrets.

dedicated to YOUs.

i never found this photo oh-so appropriate until recently.




dedicated to YOUs.



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we (bin, liz, nur, zack, boobies, sexy and i. ) went sakae after lessons today. had a wild time as usual.

i've totally gotten used to the attention we get from the public when we're all together and real noisy.

we played a game (boobies' suggestion.) where we put fingers out and then count to a person and he/she has to drink this concoction consisting of soya, wasabi, rice, salmon, seaweed, pepsi etc (mainly made by boobies. i think he has an obsession with concoctions. hmm.)

there. got garnish somemore.


zack was first to eat it. then we thought it was liz, and she screamed SOOO loud the whole restaurant went quiet for awhile and i heard someone said "walao". after a careful count, it was actually boobies. and we stopped. sexy, liz and i tried some of it though. it wasnt that bad.

i like the way sexy goes all out.

he is a daredevil.

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note: CLICHE contents ahead.






maybe it was the emo and pensive thriving in me or something, but suddenly, i thought i should tell people about the wonderful people who make my each day in nyp so sought-after and loved!

it has only been FOUR week since we all met for lunch on the pageant day itself. man, i was so intimidated when i came late and couldnt cut into any conversation at all. i remember thinking to myself "what the hell are you doing here?" and indeed, i didnt feel nor look like i belonged. haha.


they were definitely categorized under "gorgeous"; perfect teeth, nice complexion, celebrity figure; HOT.

i didnt think this experience would leave me with many new realizations and a couple of close hearts.


but i thank God for this. and if it's a dream, i never want to wake up. (ugh.)


maybe imaginations do come true. haha.

i think i have been a caged nerd for far too long. i want the freedom to do whatever i want. i want to party like theres no hell. i want to be me.

i want our clique to stay. please dont do anything to make things weird. (i guess this is for me as much as you guys.)


RANDOM MUCH? sorry.



and yes, you've got one too many attention-seekers right here.

sorry if you noticed there are too many boobies. it just so happen this week, there were more photos of him.

i <3 them. oh-so much.



sorry nur, i aint got nothing substantial. :P




ta-ta.

xoxo.

oh shut up and let me stone to "hey there delilah".