MUAKS.
Stare at the screen long enough and leprechauns will appear bearing gold.
Really.
Yours Truly
We are busy girls. It's a busier world.
Saturday, November 21, 2009
- This Aint Sex, Usher
Pardon the sepetness.
AND like stop saying that "you look like jenn" COS YOUR MATA SEPET,LACK OF SLEEP.
WHAAAT KINDA FRIENDS ARE YOU PEOPLE.
*Ahem*
Probably the straightest one I can find.
It's just too bouncy my hair.
AND like stop saying that "you look like jenn" COS YOUR MATA SEPET,LACK OF SLEEP.
WHAAAT KINDA FRIENDS ARE YOU PEOPLE.
*Ahem*
Probably the straightest one I can find.It's just too bouncy my hair.
GREEEEN. hahahhaha.
It grows onto ya.
I'm not ashamed to say I camwhore the most during exam period.
Like I told Koks and Ash,
" When you get bored and nothing else to look at, look at yourself lah!"
:D
And we're all self-obsessed during exams anyways.
No one's studying to get an A for their friend or the rest of mankind.
You don't wake up 5 times in the middle of the night because NOT yourself is sitting for an exam.
RIGHT.
If I eat anymore raisins this week, I will be peeing raisins.
However I think dark chocolate daily gives me better complexion :D
And my last one,a tribute to a great friend with great eyes.I DONT BELIEVE YOU GOT YOUR EYES FIXED.
Kenny,wait not Kenny,anyone but Kenny,
I wanna see a picture.
And I blew my hair a wee bit straighter just for fun. Sigh wanting it so bad.
My hair just bounces back into all its waviness. WHY HAIR WHY.
Sneak preview of my next post:
VICTORIA'S SECRET 2009 :))))
We all have a kinkier side.
$3 million US BRA.
HER BOOBS ARE EVEN SAGGING LAH OMG.
The thing looks so heavy.
Miranda Kerr being the hottest import from Down Under. Calling Jervis! My next post will definitely de-stress the guys.
;)
AddMaths and Moral whoohoohoho.
7:03 AM
Friday, November 20, 2009
You know you like something enough when it is the first thought that comes into your mind when you wake up at 5am. And you don't even have an exam!
Yes I am talking about my love for SPM.
Chehhh,kidding.
I'm talking about our English paper we took yesterday :)
Apart from the fact that I really liked my story is ,
the fact that ITS NEVER COMING BACK TO YOU. _|_
I chose the 3rd one which was simply titled My Favourite Day of the Week,over the simplER titled, Beauty. I figured the marking teachers would be having an interesting time absorbing all you Herodotus,Thuycidides, Plato-sounding word geniuses have to depict about God's given form of bee-aa-uu-tee. So, I chose this one instead! x)
Plus I think under all that panic,I would've wrote that Tun Onn Jaafar is beauty. So yah, don't think so.
AHEM. Presenting my tale on my Favourite Day of the Week.
So now all I have to tell people is " GO READ MY BLOG "
______________________________________________________
" En guard,you foul beast! EN GUARD! " cried out Malcolm in all his berating-pirate glory. My brother was repeatedly thrusting his wooden sword in my direction. He had an eye patch over his right eye and an imaginary hook on his left arm. Clearly he was overpowered, as I had the more superior weapon.
" NEVERRR, this is the most powerful fairy wand there is out there! You'll never win! " I retorted back in strong belief. It was a very special wand!
Malcolm started to scoff and then his beard started unattach itself slowly. While I was distracted by this beguiling sight, an unmistakable Red Indian cahoot came from the attic above us. Zidane was all about Red Indian cahooting. Running down, my other brother appeared in the doorway in nothing but a pair of moccasins and a distressed-looking loincloth.,not forgetting the all-important feathery headpiece.
Taken aback,Malcolm and I stopped in our actions to ingest the surprising sight. There was a moment of silence. We synonymously looked at each other and then started rolling on the floor and erupted in bursts of laughter.
Malcolm clutched his tummy while exclaiming, " Zidane you nimwit! " while I just couldn't stop laughing in tears.
This was going to be another good Sunday, I thought to myself and smiled like I had the best secret in the world. This was ten years ago.
My family was a very unusual family. My name is Lila and I have freckled skin with curly red hair,earning me the monicker of Lily Redstockings. My brother Malcolm has olive-coloured skin with the most unusual shade of green eyes while Zidane is almost chocolate tinted with a generous head of black hair. We sometimes call him the Funny-Looking Chocolate Boy. My sister,Mei however had beady eyes and the darkest of dark hair. She sometimes spoke to herself in a funny language. We never quite gotten around to it. There was also Stefani, Julio, Derek and Eduard that were much younger than us.
Aunty Nora is the one who takes care of all of us. She cooks spanking new dishes all the time and doesn't lack in spanking skills either. Aunty Nora is a jolly woman that never seems to take a rest. Sometimes, Mr Dean comes by to drop the milk and there was Teddy that always stuck newspaper in the mailbox. Our boisterous house was located on the end of Mayflower street in the middle of Sussex,London. Passers-by never failed to give us rude, annoyed looks and muttered a few angry words to themselves. We just replied by pulling ugly faces and odd hand gestures to our kiddyish delight. People stopped passing by after awhile.
However different we looked on the outside, we were all of the same blood on the inside. After ten Thanksgivings, ten Christmases, ten birthdays and certainly more than ten glorifying adventures together,our kinship was unmatchable with the strongest of bonds. There was one particular Christmas that stood out in my myriad of memories. On Christmas morning itself, the two imps had the cheek to lock Aunty Nora in her room and left it bolted while all the kids ripped apart our presents under the tree and ravished in the treats. I had dibs on the pudding! Well,we certainly received more than just a bag of coal after that. It was worth it seeing the two imps being chased up and down the street on the day Jesus was born though.
One fine morning in the beginning of spring, I was abruptly awoken from my deep sleep by the knockings on my bedroom door. Assuming it was for Mei and her round to do morning chores, I dismissed it and returned back to all my humble sleeping. The knocking grew infuriating and impatient. I got up from my bed and realized it was me Aunty Nora was calling for. Like drugged, I got downstairs to find myself staring at a odd-looking English couple. I was perplexed at the unusual morning sight that neither consisted of Teddy nor Mr Dean.
" Do you want some tea? " was I could muster up from the empty bearings of my brain.
" Lemon tea would be just dandy,love" replied the blonde smiling lady. The man wrapped his arm around her and nodded in my direction.
A few years later, I found myself pouring more dandy lemon tea for the dandy couple I now called my parents. In the beginning,the foreign term was lost on me. I had new siblings that still looked nothing like me but blonder than any of my other brothers and sisters. As time passed by and maturity kicked in, all the unknowns before unraveled in its own pace. No wonder I couldn't speak Chinese like Mei! The whole truth transcended on me and I accepted with a whole heart.
Sundays are the days we meet up at the house at the end of Mayflower street.
As I stepped into the house, a feeling of comfort and genuine warmth took over my heart. Aunty Nora was not nearly as energetic as before and had wrinkly skin accompanied with greying hair. We don't lock her in as much now. Malcolm grew up to became a skipper on one of the biggest ships on the Atlantic Ocean. Zidane grew up to be a football player, whenever did God bestowed such skills in between all the Red Indian cahooting, we will never know. On the other hand, Stefani is now a reknowned doctor and Mei a specialist in language.
On the walls around the fireplace were dusty pictures of mangy-looking kids bearing smiles that lacked a few teeth. Next to them were items like Malcolm's favourite wooden sword, my fluffy fairy wand and the unforgettable amazing loincloth. The Brady bunch were surrounding the table like they always were and scavenging for Aunty Nora's famous baked goods. My family never changes.
"REDSTOCKINGS! " bellowed the bunch in the living hall.
Yes, Sunday is undeniably and will forever be my favourite day of the week.
_____________________________________________________
I don't know about your opinion, but it's my work and I'm quite fond of this. :) But I DO care,oddly enough so opinions would be nice. :D Do a cover on your stories too! ;) Our last English high school paper kay.
I misspelled en guard in the exam -______________________________- " The first "Fuck" I uttered throughout SPM. Only realized during Sej 2. Ashley was quite shocked haha.
Lol all hail to those that have read my *cough* E! news - like coverage of Jonas Brothers and survived.
The story was obviously much well written now than the original was. In a hand of a better writer, would the story flourish better I reckon. Some of the details are inspired by munchkins of my own. Jie called the scruffy fat invigilator The Funny Looking Chocolate Man. Stuck inside my head now.
Stupid man.
You know during one of the papers, Jie or/and LiQi was making stupid faces at me and of course I made a stupid face back right! Or I was smiling to myself lah. THEN THE INVIGILATOR SHUSHED ME. HE WASN'T EVEN IN OUR CLASS.
HE SHUSHED ME FOR SMILING. WTF?!
Okay Imma go get some grub and hydration now. The sun has rose. Bugger.
" NEVERRR, this is the most powerful fairy wand there is out there! You'll never win! " I retorted back in strong belief. It was a very special wand!
Malcolm started to scoff and then his beard started unattach itself slowly. While I was distracted by this beguiling sight, an unmistakable Red Indian cahoot came from the attic above us. Zidane was all about Red Indian cahooting. Running down, my other brother appeared in the doorway in nothing but a pair of moccasins and a distressed-looking loincloth.,not forgetting the all-important feathery headpiece.
Taken aback,Malcolm and I stopped in our actions to ingest the surprising sight. There was a moment of silence. We synonymously looked at each other and then started rolling on the floor and erupted in bursts of laughter.
Malcolm clutched his tummy while exclaiming, " Zidane you nimwit! " while I just couldn't stop laughing in tears.
This was going to be another good Sunday, I thought to myself and smiled like I had the best secret in the world. This was ten years ago.
My family was a very unusual family. My name is Lila and I have freckled skin with curly red hair,earning me the monicker of Lily Redstockings. My brother Malcolm has olive-coloured skin with the most unusual shade of green eyes while Zidane is almost chocolate tinted with a generous head of black hair. We sometimes call him the Funny-Looking Chocolate Boy. My sister,Mei however had beady eyes and the darkest of dark hair. She sometimes spoke to herself in a funny language. We never quite gotten around to it. There was also Stefani, Julio, Derek and Eduard that were much younger than us.
Aunty Nora is the one who takes care of all of us. She cooks spanking new dishes all the time and doesn't lack in spanking skills either. Aunty Nora is a jolly woman that never seems to take a rest. Sometimes, Mr Dean comes by to drop the milk and there was Teddy that always stuck newspaper in the mailbox. Our boisterous house was located on the end of Mayflower street in the middle of Sussex,London. Passers-by never failed to give us rude, annoyed looks and muttered a few angry words to themselves. We just replied by pulling ugly faces and odd hand gestures to our kiddyish delight. People stopped passing by after awhile.
However different we looked on the outside, we were all of the same blood on the inside. After ten Thanksgivings, ten Christmases, ten birthdays and certainly more than ten glorifying adventures together,our kinship was unmatchable with the strongest of bonds. There was one particular Christmas that stood out in my myriad of memories. On Christmas morning itself, the two imps had the cheek to lock Aunty Nora in her room and left it bolted while all the kids ripped apart our presents under the tree and ravished in the treats. I had dibs on the pudding! Well,we certainly received more than just a bag of coal after that. It was worth it seeing the two imps being chased up and down the street on the day Jesus was born though.
One fine morning in the beginning of spring, I was abruptly awoken from my deep sleep by the knockings on my bedroom door. Assuming it was for Mei and her round to do morning chores, I dismissed it and returned back to all my humble sleeping. The knocking grew infuriating and impatient. I got up from my bed and realized it was me Aunty Nora was calling for. Like drugged, I got downstairs to find myself staring at a odd-looking English couple. I was perplexed at the unusual morning sight that neither consisted of Teddy nor Mr Dean.
" Do you want some tea? " was I could muster up from the empty bearings of my brain.
" Lemon tea would be just dandy,love" replied the blonde smiling lady. The man wrapped his arm around her and nodded in my direction.
A few years later, I found myself pouring more dandy lemon tea for the dandy couple I now called my parents. In the beginning,the foreign term was lost on me. I had new siblings that still looked nothing like me but blonder than any of my other brothers and sisters. As time passed by and maturity kicked in, all the unknowns before unraveled in its own pace. No wonder I couldn't speak Chinese like Mei! The whole truth transcended on me and I accepted with a whole heart.
Sundays are the days we meet up at the house at the end of Mayflower street.
As I stepped into the house, a feeling of comfort and genuine warmth took over my heart. Aunty Nora was not nearly as energetic as before and had wrinkly skin accompanied with greying hair. We don't lock her in as much now. Malcolm grew up to became a skipper on one of the biggest ships on the Atlantic Ocean. Zidane grew up to be a football player, whenever did God bestowed such skills in between all the Red Indian cahooting, we will never know. On the other hand, Stefani is now a reknowned doctor and Mei a specialist in language.
On the walls around the fireplace were dusty pictures of mangy-looking kids bearing smiles that lacked a few teeth. Next to them were items like Malcolm's favourite wooden sword, my fluffy fairy wand and the unforgettable amazing loincloth. The Brady bunch were surrounding the table like they always were and scavenging for Aunty Nora's famous baked goods. My family never changes.
"REDSTOCKINGS! " bellowed the bunch in the living hall.
Yes, Sunday is undeniably and will forever be my favourite day of the week.
_____________________________________________________
I don't know about your opinion, but it's my work and I'm quite fond of this. :) But I DO care,oddly enough so opinions would be nice. :D Do a cover on your stories too! ;) Our last English high school paper kay.
I misspelled en guard in the exam -______________________________- " The first "Fuck" I uttered throughout SPM. Only realized during Sej 2. Ashley was quite shocked haha.
Lol all hail to those that have read my *cough* E! news - like coverage of Jonas Brothers and survived.
The story was obviously much well written now than the original was. In a hand of a better writer, would the story flourish better I reckon. Some of the details are inspired by munchkins of my own. Jie called the scruffy fat invigilator The Funny Looking Chocolate Man. Stuck inside my head now.
Stupid man.
You know during one of the papers, Jie or/and LiQi was making stupid faces at me and of course I made a stupid face back right! Or I was smiling to myself lah. THEN THE INVIGILATOR SHUSHED ME. HE WASN'T EVEN IN OUR CLASS.
HE SHUSHED ME FOR SMILING. WTF?!
Okay Imma go get some grub and hydration now. The sun has rose. Bugger.
5:33 AM
Saturday, November 14, 2009
Because I just need more in life.
I don't know what it means yet but I just know it's definitely not suppressible.
8:57 PM
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
- Drops of Jupiter, Train
YongYing you rock.
There were speeches by our VIPs like Bapak Rockstar ( okay now he sounds like a stripper or something HAHA ), Mr Alex and HM. Then there was an incredible slideshow presentation prepared by..someone. Everything was pretty blur to me as I didn't attend the rehersal before that. ( BALLET EXAM IS OVAA ) Didn't think I'd cry on our graduation but I did :( Twiceee :(
It was the slideshow. Before I could even finish the questions in my head, I started tearing up. 2005 showed Blitzerz Runner-Up pictures :( What is with me and cheer ?! I looked around to see anyone choking up upon seeing the same picture,then I realized there was no one in that room at the moment that was in the squad. I mean,not blowing my horn here. But it was just bittersweet lahhh. And then Li Qi turned around to see my reaction. Eesh lah I get it >/
After the slideshow ended, I concluded that
1) I was a cheerleader throughout like forever ==
2) LiQi is really light / JC is very strong.
( For gods sake, there was a picture of JC cradling LiQi like a baby! == )
3) I really missed people that were not in the room with us
Note : YongYing, HuaJie, TseKai and the list goes on.
4) We're really funny people. Wheehee.
Colorful picture of our mentors that guide us to the lighttt
Thrown our books on the floor..but nevermind..
Toothy ex-head prefects LiQikins and KarMun
Our darling head prefect,Tan Juan.Who delivered a mind-blowing speech only a young man of his propositions could.
I still salute the fact that he turned down the Singapore scholarship THREE TIMES.
" To be close to the family "
So darling lahhh :')
" I'd name my son,Man. MAN LEE "
The wise man James. ==
Primary besties + Secondary bestie = Happy Jenn!
5 DAISY !
Pn Tang announced for our turn to take our group picture, and scattered simultaneous hoots were heard in the ballroom.
We may be goddamn different in every single way, but hell we sure know how to make a class rock ;)
To the loudest class on the block yo! ;)
Doing the Joel and Kok face.
Obviously failing miserably ==
" Ah I cant do it. Sorry. I just look angry == "
Jun Yen. Hhhahahah.
" I see a LiQi. And a mirror. CAMERA!! "
Sya, Airina and Suhaila.Wheeee :D
The 2005 - 2009 Daisy picture :D
Or just another good photo-op.
Yeahhh, just another excuse .
PEACOCKS!
BLITZERZ OF FORM 5!
No matter what went down, we be one :)
With dear Mum!
She wore a traditional Indian outfit!
SO COOL RIGHTT :D
The handsome handsome picture of Jung, David and Joel.
The gorgeous gorgeous picture of 3 best friends.
The uncountable days of drama ;')
I just wanted to look at my straight hair again.
Sigh.
*Kidding*
Do you remember the day before we walked into secondary school in our crisp new uniforms?
Naive and tangible, who knew what would happen in high school. ( Hot guys hot guys )
We walked into school thinking high school would be laid out before us, in black and white. Well my compadres, I reckon we've crossed the unbordered regions of black and white and created for ourselves a myriad of colors.
And ultimately, in this we have created ourselves a living,ass-kicking utopia :)
Inhibitions thrown aside, gayness emphasized!
I'd emo more. Have it all thought out *points to head* But maybe for prom.
xp
Besides this started out as ONE picture for Jung ==
Sigh.
*Kidding*
Do you remember the day before we walked into secondary school in our crisp new uniforms?
Naive and tangible, who knew what would happen in high school. ( Hot guys hot guys )
We walked into school thinking high school would be laid out before us, in black and white. Well my compadres, I reckon we've crossed the unbordered regions of black and white and created for ourselves a myriad of colors.
And ultimately, in this we have created ourselves a living,ass-kicking utopia :)
Inhibitions thrown aside, gayness emphasized!
I'd emo more. Have it all thought out *points to head* But maybe for prom.
xp
Besides this started out as ONE picture for Jung ==
10:09 PM
Sunday, October 25, 2009
" I'm seeing a lot of ManUtd everywhere all of a sudden! 4 times or something. Maybe it's a sign.. "
" Sign that you're gonna lose ah ? 4-o?? "
" I TURUN KERETAAA! "
Datuk Amin a.k.a. Liverpool fan that publicly announced that he washed dishes at a nightclub before.
8:01 PM
Saturday, October 24, 2009
5:11 PM
Saturday, October 17, 2009
I know we ( Sya,Almas and I) mention Ramesh,our teacher more than enough in our blogs. But seriously! The man is too priceless!
" Ahh I should paint my nails in the colors of the rainbow :D *holds up fingers*"
" AHHH! "
His face lights up like a little boy getting a new idea.
" You can paint your nails in rainbow color during SPM to remember the colors of the rainbow! YEAHH "
" What century do you live in cher "
12:01 PM
Thursday, October 15, 2009
An inspiring picture of Hayden McGurk's Facebook.
Irish judge at Cheer 2009.
The Irish cheer o.O
It's definitely something.If only I could wear this for the exam :)
It's a nice maroon color,
like how wine looks when you hold it against the bright sunlight.
Mmmhm.
Just caught it on the tele.
I'm a sucker for English periodic movies like these,mostly the Jane Austen pieces.
For some people it's Anime, for me its this. *giddy* Most of em make me wanna tear.
The regret of not taking up English Lit is resurfacing :(
I find irony is insult with a smiling face.
LeFroy : You dance with passion.
Jane : No sensible woman would demonstrate passion, if the purpose were to attract a husband.
LeFroy : As opposed to a lover?
Ahh you cant say it aint smart ;)
As opposed to the modern days,
Can I have yo numba?
Brilliant show. *calling out to fellow Lit freaks*
Although nothing says English like Keira Knightley.
( I dont care how flat or annoying you think she isss )
And Dirty Sexy Money is one hella good series!
Just started to re-appreciate the goodness of the tele x)
Consider this empty blogging.
xx
9:34 PM
Friday, October 9, 2009
You know how a flamingo has wings but can't fly. Instead they hang around,maintaining balance only on one leg like it's the most natural thing to do. Why balance on one leg when you can achieve it easier on two,you say.
I feel like a flamingo :/
Balancing on one leg when I have two.
But then again, after the lake's pretty calm and serene. After you get pass the fact that nothing much really happens except the occasional downpour. :) Stay still long enough and you'll realize the flamingo you see in the water is your reflection.. No one ever said flamingoes were very bright ..
Some form of weird metaphor if you get it. If you don't,don't hurt yourself. I don't either :/
Whatt,don't blame me kay. No one wakes up 8 in the morning to drag their sorry ass to tuition (Sya's) for Physics and Biology and has a sound mind.
Ahh Almas wants to live in a cottage.
" Eh suddenly I terfikir right, when you want to get electricity, sya has to run outside the house and cycle a (dynamo) cycle for you! "
( I swear it is the Physics talking)
" AHHH HAHA the funny thing is, Sya doesn't know how to ride a bike! "
" !!!! "
" Nanti you takut you fall down ke or what "
*together* " ON A STATIONARY BIKE?! "
Its not really that funny lah. Hehe. But I really have nothing to blog about at the moment. Grey's Anatomy has became a permanent channel on our tele. Meredith,Derek,Izzie, George and Cristina (!) are practically family members. And my dad keeps pointing out how "weird" Sheperd's hair is.
Tuitions are becoming side-splittingly funnier. Just to notify my still-existing existance and how much I love SPM. :)
Will do a proper proper. Toodlelloooos.
Its so un-colored.
1:59 PM
Friday, September 25, 2009
Remember those days nearing your dreaded PMR :')
Oh when everyone around you is up to their noses in books.
And all you had to do was CIRCLE the correct answer.
:')
And haha, remember those days when your parents decided that the best way to make you sit down and study was to deprive you of all modern entertainment. No access to the computer, no going out, no TV.
Yeah, it was awhile ago. 2 years.
And now I'm still going through it ==
Fuck Pmr and my brother.
It was good enough that I had to get grounded for PMR once in this entire lifetime.
I have to go through it TWICE.
* 3 middle fingers*
Good morning to Sya and Almas :)
10:26 AM
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