t s u b a s a reservoir chronicle

Monday, May 30, 2005

I know I SAID I would cook maggi mee! But I went to Kel's blog and she's got all these tempting quizzes! I just love to do quizzes like this =D

You Should Be With an Air Sign!
Your best match is a Gemini, Libra, or Aquarius

Why? You crave excitement and playful banter
Only an Air Sign can match your wit - and keep you on your toes
As for fun, an Air Sign guy will show you plenty… with tons of surprises
Just be sure to introduce him to some new playful experiences as well!

Your Aura is Blue
Your Personality: Your natural warmth and intuition nurtures those around you. You are accepting and always follow your heart.

You in Love: Relationships are your top priority, and this includes love. You are most happy when you are serious with someone.

Your Career: You need to help others in your job to feel satistifed. You would be a great nurse, psychologist, or counselor.

Oh, my freaking God! NURSE! But actually I wouldn't mind being a psychologist =D I get to screw people's minds up!

Guys Like That You're Sensitive
And not in that "cry at a drop of a hat" sort of way
You just get most guys - even if you're not trying to
Guys find it is easy to confide in you and tell you their secrets
No wonder you tend to get close quickly in relationships!

Hah! Come on guys, spill all your dirty secrets!

Your True Sign Is Taurus
Patient
Stubborn
Possessive
Self-Indulgent
Greedy and Generous
Determined and Deliberate
Lover Of All Things Luxurous
Comfort Seeking and Comforting

I got back my own sign! =DD

Lingga says @#%$! at 3:28 PM

If you were wondering the absurdly longg interval between today's date and the lst date I blogged, well, I was busy.

It's the holidays! I can sleep in till noon and nobody will give a damn-

OH EEK. I finally saw the trailer for Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. DANIEL RADCLIFFE AND RUPERT GRINT LOOK HIDEOUS WITH LONG HAIR! Their hair SUCKS SUCKS SUCKS. I want to get a pair of scissors and SNIP SNIP SNIP it ALL OFF.

But Emma Watson is so HORRIBLY. PRETTY. I hate Emma Watson!

Ok, I watched the trailer like thrice. I think the cute one is Cedric Diggory =D Nicely defined features, woohoo. Actually, Dan doesn't look that bad afterall, if you see him in light. But poor Rupert.. *sigh* It looks interesting. I'm dying to watch it! And I can't wait for the book to be released in July =D Together with All American Girl 2!

Oh, I got sunburnt today again. Thanks to the SRC Netball Carnival at Padang. I got demoralised looking at all the tall tall chio chio netballers (and might I add skinny) display skills completely beyond my reach.

Anyway, it's got to be the most appaling shade of red that has ever graced my skin. Every single one of us who left the Padang got fried, but apparently the Sun God dislikes me more because I am the REDDEST OF THEM ALL.

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Ok, the ranting above was from 28th May. Today is *checks* 30th May. Blame the evils of msn ok! I fully had the aim of blogging that night.

Anyway, back to my skin. I was drying my hair last night when I realised my scalp hurt. The sun burnt my scalp. MY SCALP IS SUNBURNT.

Scratch DISLIKE. The Sun God HATES me.

I have been applying moisturizing cream to the fried parts of my skin twice everyday, but I know it is futile because I will not recover in time for the 6A chalet. That, and my hideous fringe. I shall have to meet the rest of them with bad skin and bad hair. My God.

Oh, and before the carnival was Sports Day. A complete and utter waste of time, as usual. Plus you have to deal with stinking, asshole-y teachers who think that just because your class flag isn't good enough to enter the second round, he has the right to completely disregard it, AND the people who are trying to explain the flag.

I would have told him that being a teacher means you have to own the quality ENCOURAGING, but I was suppressing the urge to hit him.

But why waste time on people who aren't worth it.

My sister brought back 16 tubs of Ben and Jerry's chocolate ice cream. *waits for screaming to stop* The company she was attached to had this warehouse of Ben and Jerry's which were going to expire on 14 Jun, so they gave them out free to all the staff. One tub costs like $11.50! God, I was excited. =D But my mom and her gave away like 10 that night, to relatives and neighbours and what not, so there were 6 left. Then I opened up one tub and ate 1/6 of it. The next night, after the carnival, I came back to realise there were only 2 tubs left. My sis had turned Santa Claus again, and my brilliant father finished the 5/6 left of MY tub in one night.

He ate 5/6 of 520ml in one night!

I wasn't sure whether I was more angry at him finishing my tub (MY tub! MY chocolate ice cream!) or more appalled at him consuming so much fat in a night (God, all that milk).

I get this headache whenever I think of the holiday homework >.< I have like SIX pieces of portfolio writing to do. In addition to the rest (oh God, just thinking of listing them out makes me tired. So I shalln't).

I'll go cook my maggi mee for lunch now. So see ya.

Lingga says @#%$! at 2:44 PM

Monday, May 23, 2005

My fringe is short and it's ugly and please do not ask me about it tomorrow.

Amy tells me to be her conscience because she's not doing her homework and is already in the holiday homework. I tell her people on msn are going Homework? What homework? Screw homework. and that she should just go ahead and slack till her brains rot because everyone is doing it.

I managed to get my player working! Guess what the problem was? Well, turns out I actually placed the battery the wrong way up.

Ha. Ha.

But it's Creative's fault ok! They didn't like TELL me the Creative logo should be facing up. And they shouldn't make it so that the battery fits into the space nicely even when it's put wrong way up.

Conscience: Actually you did wonder why a bit of the battery protruded up...
Me: But the cover could be shut! So how was I to know there was anything wrong!

Anyway, I've put in 200+ songs and there's still lots and lots of room for more =D I was listening to my player last night while in bed and oh my God, I've only just realised last night how much I LOVE LIN JUN JIE. Currently I LOVE LIN JUN JIE MORE THAN I LOVE JAY. YES I'VE SAID IT! *IS THUNDERSTUCK* AH! But I just can't help it. I was listening to Bei Feng Chui Guo De Xia Tian and Yi Qian Nian Yi Hou, and I'm like, oh my God, his compositions rock, oh my God, his voice rocks, I was ohmygod-ing all the way through his songs from his new album, and scribbling furiously on the back of my discarded River Processes mindmap, professing my love for him and his songs. And jotting down all the lyrics from Yi Qian Nian Yi Hou. That is a seriously BEAUTIFUL song.

And I was listening to Jesse McCartney's Beautiful Soul again, and somehow while I was listening to him croon "I don't another pretty face, I don't want just anyone to hold" I had this sudden burst of intense feeling- like the voice behind the song was a serious crush I've had for YEARS. Completely unreal feeling because of course, there's no one who fits that description. But right THEN, I felt like Jesse McCartney's voice belonged to some 3-year-old crush I was infautuated with. REALLY! REALLY REALLY REALLY! I felt so strongly about it I just had to sms someone about it AND write it down on the discarded River Processes mindmap.

And Yuan Dian, a duet by Stefanie Sun and Tanya Chua, is simply heaven. I swear to God it's got to be one of the best songs I've ever heard! Listen carefully to the parts where Stef and Tanya's voices blend. *swoons* PERFECTISM. All the amateurs sounded so pitiful after I'd finished listening to Yuan Dian (twice).

I should really be sleeping now, but I'm talking to Kel AGAIN.

Lingga says @#%$! at 10:29 PM

Saturday, May 21, 2005

No! I didn't get to watch Amityville Horror after all! See, Nicky, Amy, Yiling and I made our way to Lido, and we made Amy and Nicky buy the tickets (because Amy was dressed in a really matured way and had the pink lady handbag!). Amy told me how "ditzy" she'd acted; she was trying the I'm-a-bimbo-and-I-am-hot-but-you-are-not approach, flipping her hair and looking airhead-y and all, and Nicky was all "yes, why can't we enter, baybeh?" to Amy, and they managed to convince the woman to sell them the tickets, but she said they would have to find a way to get past the ushers (a group of old white-haired men at the cinema doors) since they didn't have their ICs. So we were like, errrrrrrrrrrm. And didn't buy it.

Then we were all, Let's try Cineleisure! And we took the MRT to Somerset. While we were boarding the train, the sickening doors closed on Yiling and I before we had a chance to squeeze into the sardine can, and unexpectedly Nicky stuck his entire arm through the train doors! I was going, Nicky, what are you doing? Put it back, put it back! mentally, but I didn't voice out my thoughts because I was staring at the arm (whose fist was sticking out of the train) in horror, and both Yiling and I were like GASP!, and for a moment both of us expected Nicky to go all Hercules on us and reach out with his other arm and PRY the doors apart (seriously! He had this ok-step-back-I'm-gonna-wrench-open-the-doors look on his face), but he retracted his arm and we nodded to meet at Somerset, and then the doors opened again! So Yiling and I practically leaped inside. Hahahahaha! It was all rather amusing.

Then we had to walk to Cineleisure, and guess what? Both and Nicky and I forgot that Amityville Horror doesn't show at Cathay cinemas! Heck. Wasted train fare and energy! Oh well. Then we went to take neos =D Wasted 3 pictures though, because we didn't select enough pictures in time. So we only had 3 poses. It turned out really nice anyway.

So then after complaining about the scorching sun, Yiling treated us to cabbying! We cab-ed to Nicky's house =D And finished up Resident Evil: Dead Aim! We fried Morpheus =D SCARY CLICKING HIGH HEELS! It was so very tensed as we kept switching positions behind the pillars so she wouldn't have a clear view of Bryce. And the blob thingy Morpheus morphed into was seriously ugly. It was like playing Whack-a-Beast, because we had to keep aiming for the head which would appear and disappear and then appear again on different parts of his blob body. Died once =D But whatever. Killed him anyway and ended the game! Dead Aim's way shorter than Code: Veronica, which took like MONTHS to end (because there were long intervals between the days we finally got a chance to play).

Nicky's mom took us all out to eat at Sushi Tei. All the 3 Yilings (ok, techincally one is Yee Ling) have never eaten at such places before... so were kinda apprehensive (plus the food was ex!) And we took a long time mulling over the food because everything was like 8 or 10 bucks and we thought we would have to pay, and then upon finding out that Nicky's mom would pay, we got even more awkward because, well, everything was STILL so ex! Finally all 3 of us settled for one of the cheapest dishes (udon) and we shared some sushi. I ate unagi! Wakakaka.

And then we went back to Nicky's house to watch the last episode of Square Pegs

(the ending was incredibly dumb! Wang didn't even like CHOOSE between Caifeng or Peijun. They just left Wulong Town and 3 years later they met together again in this grassy area and held hands joined in a circle and smiled. HK dramas can be SO stupid), but didn't pay too much attention to the end because we ended up bitching again. Well, oogled at Wallace Huo (HE IS JUST SO CUTE! =D) in Love at Dolphin Bay and insulted Ambrose Hsu (who is ugly and should NOT be Tianbian's main love interest).

At 8.30pm Amy and I left and we likened the 8 guys in 3/4 to animals - see if you can place a name to each animal correctly =) Monkey, giraffe, mouse, dolphin, bear, polar bear, rat, hyena. =DD

Then I reached home half-dead and bathed and fell asleep without brushing my teeth! I woke up at 12 noon today. So you can see how lifeless I was yesterday.

Lingga says @#%$! at 3:59 PM

Thursday, May 19, 2005

Hah! After 2 whole months, I've gotten back an mp3 player. The people at Creative finally decided to admit to themselves that there was NO NEW STOCK for Creative MuVo2 1.5GB and there WOULD NOT BE NEW STOCK for it. But they couldn't possibly not return me a player or give me cash right? So I ended up with Creative MuVo2 4GB. My God, zhuan dao man =D I got a 4GB player FREE OF CHARGE. Because of course, my old 1.5GB one was FOC when I renewed my broadband suscription =DD

But heck, somehow my com can't SENSE the USB cable connected to it. So it's like I can't transfer the songs over to my player since I can't even open up the player file. Boo.

My term 2 results SUCK. Heard something about how if your L1R5 is above 20, your parents have to go to the Meet-The-Parents session. -_____________-'' I haven't gotten back all the total scores yet, but just look, once I add my E Maths I'll end up with 5 points (of course I can't use A Maths, I failed A Maths, but then like half the class failed so maybe I shouldn't be so sad).

I have NO A1 FOR ENGLISH THIS TERM.

I shall cry >.<

I read through many people's GP essays, and none of them are as long as mine >.< And none of them tell the sequence of events one by one like me. Everyone's like going for the really sentimental and feel-the-emotion type... mine is like some thriller thing -______-''

The school's looking so much better in preparation for Speech Day. But I wish they'll burn the green and weird-colour-dye cloth they hung along the temporary shelter. The weird-colour-dye cloth thingy is ugly.

The uncle who cleans the toilets is getting more and more nervous (you know, that really eccentric one who washes the girls' toilets for 2 hours and still isn't done). He barked at everyone who went into the bathroom to change/pee/preen in the mirror in the morning. I know because I was there and he sprayed water at the girls. Yes, he just lifted the hose up and sprayed the water at the girls. Not that he has some sick fantasy or anything but because I think he doesn't want us to dirty his toilet. He said that DM said that the toilets must be spick and span for tomorrow's Speech Day. That is no reason for him to spray water at the girls whenever they come out of the cubicles, like me. Techincally, I didn't, because I saw him lift the hose at this poor Sec 4 girl who came out of the cubicle and half her pinafore got drenched just like that, so when I went in and finished changing and was going to come out I saw him aim the hose at under the cubicle door so I stood on the steps where the toilet was and prayed he would aim the hose at some other direction quickly and he did so I opened the door a crack and peered outside (no, really) and I saw his back turned so I slipped out of the bathroom quickly and got my shoes and socks wet because of the water on the floor.

We had the most fun PE lesson in, like, forever =D We played captain's ball against the Sec 1 boys from 1/2. Even though we trashed them (James is a traitor who turned over to the other side and I shall make a voodoo doll with his name on it like I promised), they were really good sports and you 1/2 guys are really nice. Not so nice when some of you pushed me but I am magnanimous and forgiving and I have a big open heart. Anyway, we bullied them too. And seriously, the guys in 3/4 are really interesting. Yongyuan is this skinny atheletic flying machine who has elevation powers of the kangaroo (no wait that's James), I mean skinny atheletic flying machine who has godly interception skills and Wilson simply rocks at grabbing balls from others and actually, also has semi-godly interception skills, and Khairul is the evil walking sarcasm bin who snatches passes from innocent Sec 1s when they're not looking!

It's like God's compensating me for the 2 years with the 2/7 guys (you guys are great and all, and no offense, but come on lah, it's a nice change from the archery with the whale and the broomstick handles you guys ripped out and started gongfu-fighting each other with).

Tomorrow's half day because of Speech Day! I wanna watch Amityville Horror, which is NC-16. o.O We're sneaking in!

Lingga says @#%$! at 9:38 PM

Monday, May 16, 2005

NINETEEN FREAKING PAGES.

NINETEEN FREAKING PAGES.

NO, DON'T CALL ME A FREAK. IT'S NOT MY FAULT.

IT'S NOT MY FAULT I WROTE 5400 WORDS AND I HAVE NINETEEN PAGES AND IT FEELS LIKE IT WEIGHTS 300g.

Lingga says @#%$! at 10:02 PM

4650.

I still haven't written the twist.

But God, I'm just a few paragraphs away from ending!

See ya back at night.

Lingga says @#%$! at 7:00 PM

Sunday, May 15, 2005

The guai kia is back with 1300 words in the essay and the body hasn't even been dumped into the lake yet. There, spoiler. I'm at the, like, beginning. Beginning, and I have 1300 words. God, I am such a crapper. But I'm rather proud of my progress, seeing as how i started at 12 =D I remember my The Experiment, my mental block every 3 words, and I bless God for letting me be able to crap so much =DD Better to crap than to have nothing to crap at all, I say!

And I finished that stupid Geog mindmap yesterday. She wants colour, I'll give her colour! It's all shiny and sparkly and I hope her eyes hurt just when looking at it =D And rivers are stupid to study about.

Lingga says @#%$! at 1:38 PM

Friday, May 13, 2005

God. How, how, how, HOW am I going to finish my essay by Monday?! I have NO solid idea and NO mood to write. Oh God, Ms Heng is making all my white hair sprout T_T One essay every term might just kill me before I graduate, or whatever. Contrary to what you people might think, I don't enjoy writing. I only enjoy writing when I feel like writing. And guess what, I haven't been feeling like writing for a long, long time. I'm seriously considering going to school on Monday and be all, I couldn't write a single word. But of course, being some guai kia, no, I will obediently finish it (somehow) and have it on Monday. I know I will. I will I will. OH GOD.

No school today! =) Oh, I do love Anderson. And Mrs Tan. I love you, Mrs Tan! Oh, and thanks to all the SYF CCA groups with your golds with honours and golds and silvers. =D

I will never ever take Mr Ismail for granted anymore! Taking his place is this Indian lady who's going to be teaching us Geog AND taking us for CI. No idea how to spell her name, but it's pronounced she-la. So. Oh God, she gave us homework T_____T STINKING MIND MAP! ON RIVER PROCESSES! LIKE EROSION AND TRANSPORTATION AND DEPOSITION! HECK! MAMMAL NUTRITION IS BAD ENOUGH! I DON'T NEED TO DEAL WITH A GEOGRAPHY MIND MAP IN ADDITION, LET ALONE ONE THAT'S SUPPOSED TO BE IN FULL COLOUR! AND THE HIDEOUS ESSAY! ARGH!

Lingga says @#%$! at 5:10 PM

Wednesday, May 11, 2005

Love Me - Collin Raye

I read a note my grandma wrote
Back in 1923
Grandpa kept it in his coat
And he showed it once to me
He said boy you might not understand
But a long long time ago
Grandma's daddy didn't like me none
But I loved your grandma so

We had this crazy plan to meet
And run away together
Get married in the first town we came to
And live forever
But nailed to the tree where we were
Supposed to meet instead
I found this letter and this is what it said

If you get there before I do
Don't give up on me
I'll meet you when my chores are through
I don't know how long I'll be
But I'm not gonna let you down
Darling wait and see
And between now and then
Till I see you again
I'll be loving you
Love me

I read those words just hours before
My grandma passed away
In the doorway of the church
When me and grandpa stopped to pray
I know I'd never seen him cry
All my 15 years
But as he said these words to her
His eyes filled up with tears

If you get there before I do
Don't give up on me
I'll meet you when my chores are through
I don't know how long I'll be
But I'm not gonna let you down
Darling wait and see
And between now and then
Till I see you again
I'll be loving you
Love me

Between now and then till I see you again
I'll be loving you
Love me

Lingga says @#%$! at 6:38 PM

Hah! The reason why I didn't blog in such a long time is because I was entirely too preoccupied with The Sims 2. Which is my birthday present from like 22 people (and I am too lazy to name you all, but you know who you are. Thank you all so very much!) thanks to its crazy price of $54.90. Oh God, it's so much fun. I made so many beautiful people!! There are like 2500 items I can play with and so many things to do. Like new wallpaper, new tiles, new decorative elements, ahhh!!

On a rather sick note, I always make the guy play this game called "Punch U - Punch Me" (the game's words, not mine) because he'll be posing in this fighting stance that is insanely hot. With his arms stretched out and his hands curled into fists. WOOHOO. And instead of calling it having sex, they term it WOOHOO. So it's Woohoo in the hot tub. Or Woohoo in the double bed. =D

God, I can only assure the game's goddamn addictive. And oodles of fun. Squeal!

I can't wait for Mr Wong to return us our A Math paper. Seriously. Not that I'm looking forward to seeing a 35/40 when I get it (oh yes, look forward to a sure-fail), but because Funtions turn me off SO BAD, I would rather be faced with some hideous fail scrawled across my paper than to, like, actually spend an hour listening to Mr Wong teach that bull. I'm not even sure you can call it teaching, since I don't understand whatever bull he's saying. I mean, teaching involves learning, right? I swear, Mr Wong sucks at explaining. I swear, I can get my sis to tutor me in that and I swear it'll be way better than stoning open-mouthed with this slightly dazed look on my face during maths because I'll actually GET something.

I hate Mr Leow for setting such a ridiculous Chem paper (and for marking us so goddamn strictly) and I love Mr Koh (yes, the paranoid one who does the catwalk) for setting such a simple paper that everyone I know got distinctions for Bio. You go, Dennis!

And I screwed up my chinese idioms paper. I wrote "yi zhen jian xue" as "yi zhen zhen (as in REAL) xue". GOD, WHAT WAS I THINKING?!! And my "tou" in "wu ti tou di" becamse the "tou" for HEAD. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! And I used "zhen qing" in one of my zao ju, thinking of, you know, Zhen Qing the 500+ serial, and next thing I knew Eric Tay put this arrow in between "zhen" and "qing" and how am I supposed to know there should be a "gan" in there?! Like, Zhen Qing misleaded me ok! I will sue them for ruining my academic career! It was a frigging HALF MARK! SHRIEK!

But my summary got 16/20 =D So overall I got like the same mark as last term, 33.5/40. But my main paper.. oh God. The highest I can get for HMT is like A2 (and screw all you people who want to beat me up).

My Lit was quite alright! Oh, Mas and I don't need to act in the crazy role-play thingy.. because we o-yah-pay-yah-som-ed and the odd 2 out were us! =DD Go, Chia Chia the gay!

I shall cease and go back to battle functions in Worksheet 6B. Oh God, words cannot express the immense ~~dislike~~ HATRED boiling in me towards Functions. Functions, by the way, has got to be the most, most, most, MOST useless topic in maths. They are simply making SOMETHING out of NOTHING. I take back everything I've said about log, linear graphs, coordinate geometery, algebra, sets, whatever, FUNCTIONS SCREW THEM ALL TEN-FOLD.

Nobody dies a virgin, because life fucks us all.
by- somebody on my msn list.

Lingga says @#%$! at 5:26 PM

Saturday, May 07, 2005

God, can you believe it? After like years and years of that never-ending cycle (study. worry. sleep. wake up. exam. study. worry. sleep. wake up. exam), WE'RE FINISHED! IT'S OVER! HALLELUJAH!

The A Math paper SUCKED. Sucked, sucked, sucked. I swear the whole level sank into depression after the test. Crazy Mrs Chong (whoever she is, but she set the paper) managed to integrate like 3 topics into 1 question. There were only FOUR questions, and all the parts a), b), c) etc were like 3 or 4 marks. And the only question which I managed to like actually complete with sensible answers was like the one on log, split into 3 parts. Heck, for the rest I just wrote like 2 lines and skipped to the next question. Then I went back after I finished to like scribble more poppycock, trying to bluff my way through. Oh God, it was terrible.

Right, too sleepy now (stupid staying up late into the night to "revise"). I'll leave the blogging till tomorrow and go sleep or something. Bye.

Lingga says @#%$! at 12:20 AM

Monday, May 02, 2005

I went to Expo yesterday and got 8 books at the book warehouse sale!

It was simply thronging with people. Crazy people dragging trolleys around and people with books like GARDEN VEGETABLES (selling for $10, by the way) in their baskets.

And there was this. this. KID. Irritating, annoying, evil kid who sniffs like snoring. Like those people who open their mouths so big and round and breathe all heavily and desperately through it as though if they stop they shall lose all oxygen they have and DIE. Heck, The Magnificent Snorer was at my elbow for like 10 minutes >.< and I wanted to flap my arms and be all GO AWAY AND SNIFF IN A CORNER! but of course I didn't because it would be so rude.

I wanted to get chick lit but I couldn't find much! It's all serious and heavy-sounding books like CHINA LAKE. And a book called HONG KONG. Yuck. I will not be reading HONG KONG any period of my life, that is so sure.

All I know is that my sms bill is going to the DOGS (again, the dogs. I know they're like men's best friend, but this is unnatural) after my birthday. See, people send me happy birthday greetings, and I make it a point to reply and thank them, and then after that some reply back, and I reply, and they reply, and

Well, you get what I mean.

Screw SOCIAL STUDIES! We're all people people. We know how to entertain and make friends! Now, remove all that Northern Ireland conflict thingy covering us that is like completely useless.

Ruru insists that my dangly earrings are nice! I've never had dangly earrings before! I can't wait to see them tomorrow =D

Lingga says @#%$! at 5:10 PM

Sunday, May 01, 2005

http://www.hampsterdance.com/classbirthday.html

Grace is a major freak! But now I know where Hamu came from!

I set my desktop to the hamster trio in their rainbow hats. And they're all jumping up and down on my desktop right now. My screen is filled with jumping hamsters.

Now imagine them jumping up and down and up and down all at the same time.

The hamsters are doing AEROBICS TO THAT CRAZY MUSIC THAT GOES EVERYBODY! HAMSTER DANCE! AND IT HEY HEYS!

The clip is designed by someone called Unreal. No, really. It's written there.

Thanks to everyone who smsed/wished me happy birthday! Ruru, Yiling, Kinshi, Mei Xuan, Yixuan, Grace, Lok, Letch, Milton, Gerald, Zhiwei, Layling, Polly and Poh Choon! I do so love this birthday =D

Lingga says @#%$! at 1:11 AM

Ruru, "moix lurbb euux" =D Thank you for your "creative" earrings, which I can't wear in school, and your "more-normal" earrings, which I can wear in school. Even though I haven't gotten them yet. But I'm so sure I'll lurbb them =DD

Oh, by the way, some weird guy called me on my handphone just now and was all, happy birthday. And I'm like, *pause* who's this? And he's like *pause* who's this? And I go *pause pause* erm. I dunno? And he goes *pause* Never mind! Bye!

*pause*

THEN I find out it's a guy I met online and has, like, spoken to a grand total of 10 times? -___-'' No idea how he got my handphone number, though. Ah well. Just goes to show how popular I am! =D

23 hours and more till my existence.. but I am officially 15 years old as of half an hour ago! No burst of excitement or whatsoever, though, but it does sound good anyway =)

Thank you, Lokky (JAMES)(AND WHO ALSO APPEARED ON TV 5 TIMES AND IN THE PAPERS 3 TIMES! LIKE SOME GODDAMN SPOKESPERSON FOR TCHS!) and Grace (CRAZY NUS HIGH STUDENT! DANCE SOME MORE!), for chatting with me! =D

Happy birthday, Lingga!

Lingga says @#%$! at 12:40 AM