inspi(red) by treasu(red) (PRODUCT) RED.

inspi(red) by treasu(red) (PRODUCT) RED.



i have been dying to get the (PRODUCT) RED tees (i liked ALL the meaningful and creative wordings as mentioned in the title.) at Gap. but then, i keep forgetting to go to Gap and i am so preoccupied with work and fatigue that i didnt have the time to shop leisurely and pass by Gap to see the tees. it's horrible and i lament.



and there's the iPod (PRODUCT) RED nano from last generation, which looks okay cause it's just slim. but this gen's nano is just plain fugly to me. i dont care if they have that hot cranberry red i want and also how the V day special's pink slash purple looks attractive; the design is so fugly i am afraid i cant live with it for as long as i need to use it for.

of course, i have no idea why i am so persistant on red, but i am thanking God that the itouch aint in red. i cant imagine what savaged beast i will become if it is, with that wonderful touchscreen and crystal clear images and pinching features.

i would also die if they have the macbook in red. manzxzx - twit alert.




well. it was just a moment of thought and i am definitely alive. so there. happy all rounds people!



p.s/ calling the stupid computer program "excel" is an irony. it doesnt even allow students a chance to excel! pfft!


p.p.s/ i am addicted to online shopping and i just stepped out of window shopping to actual buying. muahahaha. confirmed order yo! now, you better send our stuff or else.


p.p.p.s/ i cant wait for writing presentation. then i can upload the video we did here! it was hilarious la! hahhahaha.









ta-ta.

xoxo.

famous or smart?

famous or smart?



on my way to school just now, i was tuning in to the rrr-adio. it's been hella long time, and usually i loathe having talks and chats in between songs i sometimes dont even like. but somehow i didnt feel like having the usual music plugged in and instead, i was craving for some vie and some intellectual materials to ponder about.

it must be the gloomy weather and gloomy inert moi and gloomy surroundings (less traffic and less people blocking my way.). i am somewhat happy, but definitely tranquil.



so pardon my noob-ility. on 98.7, glenn ong (i think) and some 'young' guy were talking about which would the people tuning in (which i think is not even half of the population. it was freaking 7am!) like to be, smart or famous. and frankly, i think everybody knows my answer.

being the self-proclaimed attention-seeker, i pick being FAMOUS. i have a pile of answers to support my seemingly superficial choice, but seriously, the way to success (if defined as wealth and health.), is definitely faster with fame.

think about it: who are the people getting the promotions and pay raise and credit cause they get heard? it's usually the loud and charming = famous/popular people. who get privileges being the apple of people's eyes.

the real smart ones usually work in the background and never got discovered unless their discovery in work is one big deal that deserves a noble prize award.

of course we're talking about having only ONE in life. EITHER fame or brains. not using one to get the other.

now, which would you pick?

Certified Breed Representative: Joy Thoms

The Pekingese is a big dog in a small body. He fears very few other dogs, no matter how big they are, which sometimes gets him in trouble. He is a very sturdy dog with a heavy chest, short bowed legs and a head quite large for his size. His crowning glory is the beautiful flowing double coat that does not need trimming, topped by a high set tail plume carried well over the back. There are many things to enjoy about this breed. They are very affectionate, obstinate at times, hard of hearing at times (until you open the refrigerator!) and easy to live with. They will match their mood to yours. If you want to play, they are willing. If you want to be quiet and read, they will sit at your feet. They are not high-strung yappy dogs--as are many of the toys-but an all-round delightful pet, both in apartments and homes with yards. This is not a wash and wear breed, but they are not as demanding as some of the single coated breeds. With the proper harsh textured guard coat a complete grooming once a week will keep them looking their best.

this reminds me that baby's almost five and a dog's life span is about 8 years. which means the grim-reaper is coming and i hate that i have to confront life and death again. i can imagine how i will weep my eyes out and be miserable all my life cause i will act like i have recovered and am strong and there's no macchiato.

cause i am just that way. from now on, always use hypothetical situations to talk to me, because i am very good at imagining myself to be many different fictional fairytale supernatural figures. and we should use rag dolls and lousy doodles, diagrams, origami, fingerpaintings to convey messages.

just don't mention my full name while at it cause i might wither away like how a fairy turns blue and drop stiff (dead) when you say things that include words like "i", "dont", "believe", "in" and "fairies". it's worse than "fuck". seriously.

i can receive the morse codes you send by blinking, or fluttering long lashes, or wiggling toes, or twitching noses etc. not talking is even better now. but silly morse codes love letters are sold separately. my love is running low, it's time for rationing.

class is in session but my brains is all blanked out. by right i should be happy slash excited cause it's only 4 days to the big one-eight day. but then, maybe it was the influx of endorphins and no way to release them, everything's topsy-turvy and i am a walking misery breed place. beware, i might drown you.

now, arent i emo much?




self-thought: i want to drop out of hospitality and go do some fashion design course cause i read this person's blog and the course sounds fucking fun. all those updated info of couture week and clothes and designing and all. jealousy has never kicked my guts so hard.




ta-ta.

xoxo.

if you're sober and you look like shit, it's a very shit situation indeed

if you're sober and you look like shit, it's a

very shit situation indeed.



hahaha.

i wont say "great week" cause there's still writing project.

then again, after macro was done, i feel so happy i cant stop smiling. and then we went to camwhore and i wanted to show my new heels and i CAN pose okay, i SHOULD so be a MODEL (albeit the height and weight disabled situation.).



hahahaa. i love my stalker-ish dp wallpaper. hope no one is able to make out what it is about yo!

sexy, sexy new heels.

weekends. zegan lim is back from taiwan and we went shopping for stuff with my brothers and all.

bearbrick tee! a tad too big cause there's no S. tsk. but still, it's sexy with those red gems!

rolling stones! i need the tee next.

both MNG.

and there's this black racerback with green hearts. hahaha.

i just love to splurge and you should see the way i told the salesperson in MNG to wrap the stuff up. awesomeeee!

some camwhoring by myself cause the others are so cam-shy! yah right.

i do look like a drunk slash wasted hippie. dont you think the butterfly looks like a tattoo?

ta-ta.

xoxo.

daydreaming like a doormat.

daydreaming like a doormat.



i have much happy things to say. but they need picture illustrations. and i am lazy to upload from my phone to here. so, tomorrow. and yes, i digress.



i cant help but feel gloomy after being reminded of the sad things i have suppressed and decided to forget about pondering. i dont know. and i am trying to kick expectations out of my head.



it's just.. hard.



ta-ta.

xoxo.

replies to tags.

replies to tags.



school has been the usual biyatch-bitch so i havent had time to do anything for myself. and the chinese new year shopping and celebration and then exams coming up, the projects to be dued in between has totally eaten into my daydreaming time. and we all know how i love to fantasize and think about and imagine any slash many things.



i happen to be early for school, here are some replies to tags:


ting: babe, you silly thing. dont be sad.

nrl: hahahha. wanna come j.b and buy?! hahaha.

deon: <3!>

reNEE: i admit to being a stalker lah! i am i am i am! but HE's just so darn hot!

liz: BABE! organise a chalet for drinks and fun and whatnot la!

alrighty. i've got no time already. haha. i shall talk about my macro presentation laters! new heels! woots!

oh, my group got an A for our 15 pages report! HAHAHA!

ta-ta.

xoxo.

R.I.P, Heath.

R.I.P, Heath.

who would have thought?

maybe my perception of life and death has taken a turn towards the light-hearted aspect ever since then, but i was still pretty shocked when nur texted me.

i may not be a fan, but his movies are usually greatly appreciated and enjoyed.



i loved these three best.

ta-ta.

xoxo.

still wanna shop.

still wanna shop.

today was awesome!

had lunch at the glowing table restaurant,

and went to shop till i was bumping and scratching everybody with the big paper bags! hahahaha.


the above is just my part of stuff. there are my mum's which is of course, partly mine cause we share the same size! yipee to this arrangement by God! hahaha. how can i take picture of our lingerie right? inappropriate.


you guys see the blue/turquoise flats? they have it in green (to match my new school bag) and fuchsia. i wanna go get the other two next time cause this time, mummy disallowed. tsk tsk. ah wells! i've got stash. it's super cheap la! about 50 bucks per pair only. i love new year sales.

there is this particular pair of heels that i didnt take picture of cause i am wearing them for macro presentationt this thurs! stay tune! hahaha like anyone cares.

well, school has been super busy with projects and replacement lessons. but i love my clique so whatever!

okay, got to go sleep bye!









p.s :

i am lusting for these. and no.42 dp still.

i am being a minor stalker, reading the comments on the blog. he's such a nice guy. replying to even nonsensical comments. haha. tsk. falling!

ta-ta.

xoxo.

no.42 dp hotness. i want you.

no.42 dp hotness. i want you.




please read everything; share my joy/excitement. :)



i wonder if anyone has a better knowledge of INFATUATIONS than i do. i dont know what my problem(s) is/are, but i always get infatuated here and there, and everywhere. but of course, moi is still one hell of a picky bitch. like i will get ditzy over any random nonsense. no offense to anyone.


so recently, i laid my eyes on what i believe is one of the hottest singaporean chinese alive (if utt counts as sporean but he's hardly visibly chinese, and jin chen wu aint sporean nor chinese and justin timberlake aint both, blah blah; i can go on you know.).

anyways, he is just. WOOTS, PWOAH, WOW and any other onomatopoeia (i cant believe i can still spell this word!) there is to be associated with just extraordinary sex-god hotness and (!!)'s and idontknowhowtodescribe!

i am so hysterical that i scream or get real interested whenever i hear about him (thanks to equally boy-crazed classmates! erhm. you know who you are.) and i read his though-rarely-updated blog and i cant believe i feel like i am such an immature amateur again cause i get this blushed feeling and feels so warm/hot.

he's like the idol i never idolised! (i have never been crazy for idols ever.) and damn, i am this close to printing his picture and putting it in my purse, and even closer to putting him on my sexy cleopatra (fyi: my lappie) as the wallpaper.

i so want to tell everything about him, but then, i decided on being discrete cause it is embarrassing enough that i am such a groupie. plus, i am starting to feel like a stalker and it is "worrisome" according to jun you. so shush me! but i can say he's one hell of an eligible bachelor!

if i get to meet or befriend him, i think i might just die of happiness slash containment of screams. i am THIS infatuated. nee pok! he's a friend of your friend what! set me up set me up!


self-reminder: stop gushing talking about him. it irritates and bores people. no matter how hot he is . oops.

so, trying to keep myself in line alittle, check the new macbook air ad out!

aint it HOT! so thin so sexy! like dp!

i loved the song too. so i did some research (i am so good at research i can tell you anything! cause apparenty i found out so, so much that day while a couple of us were surfing fster for hot guys and we saw a hot private profile's primary picture. in the end, smart moi was answering qns like i knew him forever. must be the drive from my boy-craziness.) and found out it's sang by yael naim. she has some pretty rad tunes.

"new soul"

"the only one"

quirky fresh tunes with meaningful lyrics. my type of thing. plus, these two are my favourite and i want to say what they convey to no.42dp. hahahhaha. (points at herself) "STALKER!" i know.

ta-ta.

xoxo.

NEON-COLOR ME!

NEON-COLOR ME!



was in macro econs tutorial. but i couldnt comprehend a thing about the recessionary gap graph she is yakking about.

reminder: self-revise macro economics. the whole thing.



i have been kind of unlucky ever since yesterday, after school. but strangely i aint grumpy nor cranky at all those weird things that happened. i think my temper these days have simmered to a SUPER low point. maybe this is what you call "maturing". (grins.)

let's see.

one) yesterday, i was trying to show my clique this pose that is so exaggerated and hilarious. i didnt know that the stupid walls at nyp have this jagged rough surface so i did the pose which i wont bother explaining cause it's a hassle to. but anyways, i scrapped my elbow on the wall and i didnt know till we all stopped laughing and i felt a sting on it. plus, i think i sprained my wrist too whilst at it cause i had a hard time erasing my work just now with the eraser and it hurts now too when i type fast. boo.


two) this morning, i nearly tumbled down the stairs cause i was fooling around (for no apparent reason) to the song "stupid cupid" (PFFT). it was ridiculous and thank god no one was at home. but that makes me sillier cause i was dancing with myself AND MY DOG.


three) i broke the strap of my favourite gold gladiator-like sandals cause i tripped on something blah blah. i didnt fall, but i think there were some ugly looks slash poses involved and my poor sandals! it was on my way to school somemore. so i stapled the strap to the sole and woots! it lasted the whole day! i have survival skills eh! hahahahah.


four) writing class had a weird tense atmosphere when we wanted to decide groupings of fives for the report project amongst the clique. that is why large cliques (13 in this case) are difficult to maintain. plus, i found out some ignorance on my part. sometimes, i just wish to be more sensitive and alert, but then i'm always failing myself. (though my radar for erhm, guys, are like super top-notch). i just hope my friends love me still.


five) someone in class is a fat and stinking big-mouthed slut.

-

like seriously, SOME PEOPLE should take a LONG HARD GOOD look in the mirror before commenting on something slash someone. evaluation needed, much?

and you're the FUGLY sort, so what makes you think you have the right to laugh at the expense of someone who obviously has wayyy nicer hair, wayyy better complexion and many more wayyy excelled attributes (declaration: obviously i am not talking about myself as that better person here.) compared to your too-humungo-jumbo thighs all clamped up in those trashed-worthy shorts and too-poofy over-dyed HAGRID hair?

tsk tsk. who gives two hoots about your squeaky-voice dwarf of an ah beng boyfriend? that doesnt prove your obviously non-existent market value at all.

-

that's all of the bad things. and i sure hope no more! but later, there were some good things!


like,

one) everybody was dressed so pretty in neon colors today! pretty things makes me happy!


two) i chanced upon one of my childhood friends while waiting for my mummy to pick me up. i couldnt recognise him, as usual (seen him before a couple of times.). he was practically waving in my face when it strikes me who he was and stuff. i told him "you look so different" and he said, "you keep saying that".

it was so funny and embarrassing. and after he left, i just kept thinking why i couldnt recognise him and also reminiscing all those days on the school bus and going to his place sometimes. also, his hot latin-looking sister (but they are pure chinese!) who treats me like her own sister, taking care of me when i was in primary school and she was in secondary already.

i conclude he looks more matured. i guess i had always remembered him as that cute little boy with the natural olive skin tone and deep features. pretty hot you know. hahaha.

i need to remember to get his contact number!

oh well. i will upload pictures when i am not so lazy. today was an interesting post eh? i want a new skin! but alas, hectic schedule!

i am banned from using the usual Guess messenger that i carry cause my mummy says i stuffed too much stuff in it. and it was suppose to be for my brother. boo. i am bag-less! for once, i found a bag that could last (i told mummy that and she said "of course. it was 300 bucks!") but i cant use it anymore! so how now! i hate those bags that crumble after a few months! lousy quality! i wont bear to use that Topshop one even if i bought it! DILEMMA!

ta-ta.

xoxo.

give me some number 42, dp hotness.

for once, i feel so deprived.

stopping; show-stopping.

stopping; show-stopping.

-

listening to "you've got the style" by Athlete.

(nope, the catchy tune doesnt strike me as an environmental song.)

-

i have been real BUMBLEBEE-BUSY these days cause

one) i have two projects due next week,


two) i have many people i want to meet but there's school
and projects and this and that and blah

three) new year's coming and i havent gone shopping!

cause i've got no time!

four) my mummy's asking me to do this and that but i cant reject
cause i am trying to clock good behaviour points so
that i can go to sydney during the semester break

five) facebook's nonsensical but i cant stand the emails they send

so i HAVE to go check and try to get rid them

six) i realise i CANT multi-task very well and thus, when i do something

i cant do another and it creates ALOT of problems

seven) i have so many things on my hand and in my mind and i hate organising

list goes on..

anyways, due to the large amount of time i spend in school and class, i am growing closer and closer and having more fun with my clique. there was some serious laughs and i feel so blessed. hahaa. ah well, i am still alive though the blog aint.

ZA! CLEOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO HOR!

SEXY! LICK!

you know i know.

ta-ta.

xoxo.

all are midsummer's madness.

all are midsummer's madness.



you know, i think i am getting fatter and fatter, lazier and lazier, more and more puzzled and restless.

then again, i am trying out a new thing for the new year whereby i dont put negative thoughts into my little head and instead, think about other happy things and do something to get rid of the events that made me think of those bad thoughts.
such as, if i think i am fat, i will think that i was fatter last time and then, i will stop eating chips and maybe run up and down the stairs twenty times.

so far, i havent done anything with regards to this new thing. hahaha.



today is the second day of nyp's open house. i think i loved helping out at the auditorium ONLY, but of course if there is my clique around. cause anything's fun with them! hahaha. i hope for hot MALE juniors (who are older than me!) and so does all of us i bet. peipei has an admirer! hohoho!



so. you know how the tv always claim that women have strong and accurate intuition? sadly, i think i am such a typical women that yes, i have strong intuition and my gut feelings are like woots! it's sucky cause this makes the things i hate to suspect true but then usually the things i like to suspect dont come half as easily true. sucky sucky suckyy.



i need to study for stats and poa icas. i need to be happy. i need to receive presents. i need to have more fun. is this an emo post? no right? i need to change a new blog skin and i need to lose weight. i need to get a camera and i need an ipod. i need to transfer my pictures from phone to comp. i need to remain this young/old. hah!









ta-ta.

xoxo.

sleep all day. almost.

sleep all day. almost.



i just woke up from this super long 16-hours sleep and had chilled pizza leftover from last night while in my pjs and am drinking vitagen (so feel like a kid! hah.) and i feel like the world has suddenly left me alone and decided not to bug me with all that damn pressure and stress and whatnot.


so it's a 'woots' point cause i might be going back to sleep cause there's nothing much to do right? hahahahaha. maybe i'll be painting my nails and do some of my projects.


okay. i am bored of this now.

-

have you ever felt that devastation when you suddenly found out that you're in actual fact not the priority of someone important's life when you thought all along that you were?

i dont want to elaborate. but if it's betrayal and lies you're dishing, get the fuck out of my life.

ta-ta.

xoxo.

not such a good start.

not such a good start.



i've got this pain on my neck and shoulders cause i get so tense when i am working on stuff and trust me, i've got an a-mount of stuff to work on.
i have so many projects due within the span of 3 les miserables days and most of them arent even remotely ready yet.
i've got a fucking B+ on that LV marketing report i worked so super duper hard on and i feel so upset and embarrassed cause i was expecting an A but i didnt get it cause life's a bitch screwed over XX-times.
i think my standard of english is deteriorating since bpghs and i dont believe in myself nor my flair of english anymore cause i've got a B (for bitch bang boy bong bastards bing ball) on my report and i couldnt churn a persuasive letter for writing class and i have mental blocks and mis-spellings and i wish the grammer nazi will just shoot me in the head or put me in the gas chamber so i wont get to think about anything anymore for ever and ever.
desperation is when i want to get exams and projects and school done, so i can enjoy my holidays and go look up adventures.
i want to go to switzi swtiz-switzerland after lousy poly and so i need to learn french and german and skiing now to prepare for it. and also, i need sponsors as in the moolah area. i heard there will be children of hoteliers aka future hoteliers slash heirs and heiresses studying at the schools i might go into, so i am dreading to meet filthy rich socialites cause i havent got hermes to flaunt. then again, it might just be a golden ticket into a (fill in the blank with the most extravagant luxury good). materialism is so. love-hate.

pissed to read the clutter? you only got a crumple of what i feel now.

okay, i am feeling a tad better now cause my group member ang weilun just cleared one of the project's preliminary approval just by himself and i dont need to worry about it! wheee! actually i havent got a fucking clue what to do also.








ta-ta.

xoxo.

it's finally my month, bitches!

it's finally my month, bitches!




o.k.a.y. i may seem really excited, but maybe i really am not. hahaha. but i know i will have some very good presents cause i have the boys celebrating with me this year! and the boys are well-known for exquisite presents and heartwarming times. arent i just praising their asses off?



anyways, i am addicted to this gay man's youtube videos! i love this episode cause at the last part, he got drunk and totally crackled me with his shout of "there's no fucking mermaid". i think i want a gay friend please. haha.

so, yesterday, some of us met up in the name of sending eu ginn off for KL. it was total crap cause we just wanted to get out of our houses. i mean, it's just KL not anywhere far. by the way, he's gonna be back for my birthday. see! he can just come back. okay, so it was new year's eve too.


dined at this italian restaurant, after shopping, which has some really nice lamb chop but horrible pasta in olive oil. lighting was dark and we only had my phone so pictures were eww. haha.

pardon but i looked very fugly. and my poses were all weird cause i had this top with a deep V-neckline at the back, so it was like a must that i had to try to include that into my pictures (dont ask who's idea.). it was just screwed up la! too high, too wasted with laughter.

theme : sluts wannabe!

deon lee cheng yi aka changi airport! the male me. for real! damn funny!

randomly,

i love toblerone.

and i look like a transvestite! sometimes.

i've got the blues, i dont want school.

ta-ta.

xoxo.

happy new year!

happy new year!



i cant believe it's a brand new year!


just got home from deon's after a whole day of shopping and nonsensical xmas songs singing with EU GINN who's leaving for KL tomorrow! i've played wii tennis and it was a real good workout!

blog more tomorrow when i am saner. i just dropped my contacts and now i dont know if the right side's right for the right eye. blah blah. hahha do you get me? whichever!




haters lovers!





p.s/ i would love to thank everybody who has loved (and in return got loved by) moi ! i cant seem to be bothered to name you all cause it's almost 2am after a long day and my brain's seriously screwed over by emotions and eww-ness and olive oil and Godiva truffles and wii! hah. next post!

ta-ta.

xoxo.