Saturday's in a few; frantic sets in as time flew.

hello fellow muggers. (self denial refuses to acknowledge any other living beings who arent in similar mind-blowing, heart-wrenching, hair-pulling hell circumstance as i am.)

circumstance like this.

yes i am studyinggg. or at least attempting to. i have a series of study activities planned out, but apparently sticking to them is the bloody problem. after two plus hours of silent screaming and pouring milo over myself and some sheet of notes, i have accomplished exactly HALF a module. wow tyng, real efficient. now another Five and a Half modules left! whoopee.

righty. enough sarcasm and back to hot waters. laters, gators.


p.s. enough of Happy "Niu" Year jokes, really. i will punch your face.

♥ you more than all the trees in the world.

hello scene kids.

pfft that was soooo poser. SCRATCHED.

hello ROCKSTARZxzxz. Teck, Lin, Ginn and i are all discussing silly What White To Wear for my 19th. sorry guys that i am so adamant about going to Phuture. but hell! i want to club before exams and death.

Eu Ginn is in Penang says:
bday girl shld look like a bday cake

My Name Is Jialin says:
?!?
My Name Is Jialin says:
HAHAH

Eu Ginn is in Penang says:
delicious and sinful in other words

My Name Is Jialin says:
hah
My Name Is Jialin says:
you sure are coy

my friends are so cute; they make you want to puke guts with their theories. ok so mostly it's just Ginn.

and Teck.

[LUCKYWANNABE]I CAAAANT STAND BEING FAT ANYMORE! says:
fight fight fight
then make love

then AGRESSIVE

THEN slow

My Name Is Jialin says:
ty so not nice okays

[LUCKYWANNABE]I CAAAANT STAND BEING FAT ANYMORE! says:
wah jitao

tyng; I AM AN AWESOME PERSON CAUSE I QUEUE HAPPILY FOR CLUBS. says:
-.- teck

[LUCKYWANNABE]I CAAAANT STAND BEING FAT ANYMORE! says:
than slap here n there

fierce

i like

WAHAHHHA

i apologise for the sex talk. haha. cny first day was yummy! pictures next time.

RED FOR YOUR HEART. RED FOR YOU.

i am not sure why but i cant quit red. does it look entirely weird on the grey background? i cant stick to white cause it's so plain. i am afraid of being boring and there's nothing worse than being ordinary. oh this reminds me uncannily of American Beauty.

i took on painting my nails as a last minute preparation for whatever's happening tomorrow. my hair's all washed and tied up in a bun for some extra curves. i am hardly sleepy so here i am. was pretty much surfing around until i curled up in the chair, hugging my knees; red against my skin sent me drifting.

this might not be it, but i know i am in for a ride '09. though not in the way i want its course to turn into cause i am too lackadaisical to make it happen. how weird can i get thinking about all these at the wee hours and on cny at that. but something stroked when i was looking at my nails. hearts, balloons, dawn, raspberries, dusk, bows. what do you think about before going to bed? who do you miss and how does your arms feel when they wrap around? where is your soul at and why do you live? i want to know, but sometimes a "hi" doesnt lead to anything else. sometimes it's all whim and fancy, and sleepy eyes and dripping dreams. sometimes we still dont get what we want after trying.

I've seen enough of the world to know that it isn't pretty. or maybe its beauty is too different for me to withstand. Did you come here to watch me burn?

Eu Ginn says:
how does it feel to like someone secretly?

tyng; says:
haha
tyng; says:
hmmm
tyng; says:
weird
tyng; says:
i kind of enjoy the torture at times
tyng; says:
like makes you go "argh, but uhhh"

- so i am masochistic. glam tyng, so glam.

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

even though i am half-way abandoning this space,

HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!

by the way, the "talk" with Stacie about Orlando made me all excited and i really really really cant wait to get those admin stuff over and done with, so i can be on that plane and GO GO GO!

but who would i miss the most?

on a totally random note, i just found out that my new MNG shades are wayfarers. those that Audrey Hepburn has.

THIS MIGHT JUST BE IT.

i was telling well, no one actually myself that it doesnt feel like Chinese New Year and my 19th are in a few days'/week's time. in fact, it doesnt even feel like Study Break's after tomorrow and then Exams and then Year Break and then Year Three and then Orlando and then Semester Two of Year Three and then Graduation and then what? okay let's not go there. i guess even with my degraded command of English you get what i mean.

then again, HB nearly made me tear today. it's the same every year; people (especially HB!) surprise me with birthday celebrations and i am so genuinely moved that i cry. but the weather today's horribly warm, so my tears didnt come out.

THANKS HB HEARTS!

but the River Island wallet has no compartment for notes! -.-

well. i havent got much to say actually. maybe i have grown out of blogging. is it possible to load pictures taken using a lomography camera to the computer? cause i want to get mine and i want to blog my pictures.

like this one:

muahaha i am such a narcissist. bye! going to read Facebook Bathroom Wall; some stories are actually pretty awesome!

LIVING ROOM.

hello world. my back hurts like fuck cause i stood for three hours straight, carrying my laptop, its battery, its adaptor, the heavy leather-bound Starbucks planner, my pencils and pens and other stationaries, and my phones and yougettheidea.

well, just a quick update of school last week,

Wine Appreciation class saw us all high and hippity,

Natnat all red, hot and bothered (heh.),

and me in lace.

Then,

project presentations,

and crazy funky jo's hat.

i am thinking up ways to pair my Everlast white canvas plimsoll/pumps. (yup. bought them to satisfy my cravings for Vans' and/or Fred Perry's just yet.) i have a million ideas but i am not sure i can pull some of them off. cause they are just wacky and i dont want people staringg. of course there's the issue about getting/finding the dreamt up dresses i want to pair them with.

okay, it's bothering me that internet explorer doesnt love me (as in they are ganging up against me to make me buy Antivirus 2009 or else they block my usage. help anyone?) , so i am using safari instead. it's pretty irritating but whatever. i just hope my lappie doesnt die, at least before i get a rich generous boyfriend. both works.

no no, my life is more than just superficial things. i need to go get that darn book. why is it when exams are close, i have the urge to read fiction. food for thought.

is no one reading my blog anymore cause i have a feeling so. ah well. ugh, i cant get over the fact i busted six dollars watching Passenger (pfft.) and missed the chance to see erhem. it frustrates me, really. i am not exaggerating. i feel like such a bitch cause i am having some other vengeance to this whole matter. it's like i paid six dollars to NOT see him and it doesnt make any sense at all cause my sole one other purpose of school is to get to see him (i know, super gross. but it's part of a giggly schoolgirl experience!). i mean i WOULD rather pay six bucks to see him for about ninety minutes rather than Anne Hathaway being all looney. ahh, i am nonsensical. why am i even all hung up about that six dollars.

OHMYTIAN.

i have been slogging on my projects (plural noted.) since i dont know when and it is only at this moment that i can breathe and close the ever-opened windows containing researches and my folders labelled "Projects". (note all the plurals sucker!)

i am wayy pass being pissed off, i cant even scold "fuck" cause well i am tired, fatigue, bored, sad, depressed. but now, i am happier cause well, next week tasks are cleared. just the week after next left now.

okay i have pictures. lame ones.

yay mng shades.

that night before we got drunk at Dolce.

Singapore Arts Museum is the sex!

so cold, so nice, so near erhm.

this is the stairs, not an art piece.

2009 is pretty awesome so so far. though i am overwhelmed by the mind-stimulating projects and nagging shoulder-aches after typing for four hours straight non-stop at the same position without going to the toilet for fear of losing my train of thought (yeap.), i still have The Dirty Mistresses Club to keep me company and we go driving around late at night and drink teh and be happy and laugh so loud. definitely one of the first few things i am gonna miss when i get shipped off to Orlando for six months (ignoring possiblities of failing Finance here). cant wait, but still.

okay got to go pee finally. hahaha no lah, crazy. asses.

Eliza Crawford Lee says:
you power

Eliza Crawford Lee says:
dont type la

Eliza Crawford Lee says:
no wait

Eliza Crawford Lee says:
you try using your toes

Eliza Crawford Lee says:
maybe you're more of toes-oriented

Eliza Crawford Lee says:
it's okay to look stupid. no one is looking

- "Eliza Comments on Typing" (2009)


HAH! ♥

The Dirty Mistresses Club.

hello darlings. i am super busy cause i am venturing into something with my loves. stay tune for more information i suppose.

meanwhile, between school and a social life, i am almost dog tired. then again, if not be occupied now when i am young, then when right?

♥

2009.

first post of the year! totally lagging behind here, cause foxy cleopetra is only working fine after the whole new-hard disk thingy. horrendous experience, seeing the blue screen after tremendous pressing of the 'off' button and having to pay for help. let's hope she doesnt die after a few months of motherboard problems. i do not have any cash for a new laptop. and i dont want to ask my mum either.

speaking of my mother, is it just mine or are all mothers experiencing pms/menopause full-forced? my mother has been going madder and madderer since.. well, ever since she hit 40. i cannot wait to run away to Orlando soon cause she has been threatening that she's s-e-r-i-o-u-s about not letting me go or not paying or too poor to pay. too many variations of the story, but all the same.

this morning's episode left me confused more than ever. because i still have no idea why she's sooo mad. (i think i talked in my sleep, replying rubbish to her whatever question without thinking. it's actually quite funny now that i think about it. maybe i'll let her know of the humour later on when she's not so angry.) one moment i was dreaming, and the next, i have all my magazines and dvds flunked across the room at me on the bed and everything within 50cm radius of the door (like the clothes on my easy-chair and somemore books) ends up scattered on the floor. there i was, sprung from sleeping position and watching her; elbows got scratched cause you know how bulky Vogues are and man those paper-cut-worthy glossy pages. it was immensely berserk. (or maybe it was a sign from God that i need to clean my room)

no, it's hardly domestic violence cause we're Chinese remember? "spare the rod things-around-you and spoil the child". ever so wicked, those ancestors' teachings.

i hope i dont turn into any angsty old woman when i hit the Big Four-O!
it's too hard on the world, my dears.

anyways, with recent boom of my social calender, please refer to facebook for pictures cause i am too lazy to upload. i think it's cause i am going out and having fun more, my mother thinks that i have changed and doesnt care about and help the family. seriously, just because i am cooped up at home doesnt mean i will be doing anything productive. parents just dont get it.