Distractions...


It's DAMN cute okay. From the music to the sound effects to the characters to everything lah. Never fail to make me smile or laugh!


I'm still new in this but wtf it's quite addictive also. Now when I listen to music I think in Audiosurf terms - "would this make a good game in Audiosurf?"

What do you call a banana that fell down the stairs? An aubergine. Oh, the things I hear sometimes.

I'm usually pretty up to date with my Computer journals, but I'm lagging very much behind the weeks now. I don't like doing them journals. I want to play Plants Vs Zombies. And the spaceship game. And Tap Tap.

These few weeks had been whirling around me like madness, I barely have the time to breath and stop. This reminds me of a past - something that I don't want repeated, but is perhaps happening anyway. Life is too short!

I wonder how did my great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great grandmother celebrate her 16th birthday?

Pictures from Gin's cam, this was exactly a month ago. Some of them are quite dark but I am too lazy to fix them.


Patrick Grove's "Party Like A Rockstar" party. I may have crashed the party uninvited, but at least I was dressed for the occasion.


Gin took several shots but of course I uploaded only the most gaya one. If you like to see my ugly pictures you can check out my tagged pictures in FB. u_u






Face full of teeth.


(Look Ing, drunk eyes!)

Some things I always look forward to. Happy news or sad remembrance it's all soft spoken into the dark as I stubbornly force you to share a pillow even though I have my own on my side. A lot of times there were moments when you murmur in your sleepy stupor words of love - some of which you totally weren't aware of at all, who knew sleep talks could be romantic? And when you've been pulled down by sandman, early morning get ups and alcohol, I love you would be the last thing I expect to hear when I climbed into bed and accidentally woke you up.

Who cares about Anti-Anti Social 2009? It's time for Resolution Gain Weight 2009! Target: 6kg. Timeline unknown yet, but whatever.

Ya I give up. I am quiet and anti-social so there.

I finally found & bought the Les Choristes DVD I am so proud of myself

Before I had my braces I had a nice sharp chin and now the braces have changed my jawline and my chin is not nice and sharp anymore bai.

Oh and my friends laughed at me when I spoke Malay bai.

The little kid wished and wished with all her might to undo the mark, scrubbing and dousing and bleaching, but the stain was set all same. Bonded into the fiber. No rewinding.

Just like her decision to be Justin's playmate instead of Jason, and choosing television over naps, this was a mistake like all the rest.

The others cooed to her that it's okay, we'll get you a new blankie. Would you like a soft pink one, or one with cartoon prints on it? How can one give up one's favourite possession, and when do you know it's the time? Your baby blankie may stink but it went through your most vulnerable times with you, soaking up your tears and snots.

If you try to put your blankie over your head your world will be dark, and you'll see nothing, and then your mind goes off too. Then your hands and legs will follow. It's a frenzy, the emptiness and the myriad of colours you see when you close your eyes - and that's what guides your heart when you start to lose control. You may not remember or understand much, because it's too dark to make sense of anything at all.

It's May and Ing's birthday present is still at Chee Weng's house.

It's May and Ginny's birthday present is still in the process.

It's May and Jean's birthday present is still pending (I got tell Chee Weng to get XXX but he never responded me at all okay)

Last night I was on the phone with Ing for one and a half hour, and then Maxis cut us off. Then I found out my phone was on low batt.

My charger is at Gin's. My phone is out of batt now.

I might be ready to be independent. Maybe.

Possibly.

If I can cash out the gold I made in Restaurant City, I would treat myself to good desserts. And then buy a kitchen aid mixer. And then sell the useless expensive oven in my kitchen and buy a good proper one. And then BAKE.

And then open my own business and enroll myself in a politics or literature course far, far away from here. I was never the person to say "I want to leave Malaysia", but the situation is different now.
 
Few weeks ago I realised that I haven't been baking insuch a long time that it made me feel depressed. Time was never a problem - I used to bake during pre-exam nights. It's that other annoying factor.

Why do people like to believe that I don't eat? I eat. I like to eat. I'm a little picky but I'm okay with eating. I don't choose not to eat because I don't want to. Stop being so annoying.

What sort of advice is "don't take your scholarship for granted" or "keep doing what you have to do"? I never took my scholarship for granted - that's the very reason for my sorrow, and I am doing what I have to do and in fact I am excelling in it. So shut up.

I want to just massacre the entire world. None of us deserve to live.

Karen Carpenter's words of wisdom: we go on hurting each other, making each other cry, without ever knowing why~

Well, you know what they say.

When school makes you sad, QUIT! Pack your bags and travel around the world, open your eyes to the world!

Ah words... such a magical craft.

...Which brings us to another sad story, but I need to STOP dwelling on it already. Bye.

• What blasphemy is this concept map? Ridiculous!
• Zouk's potato wedges win everywhere else. Now someone tell them to serve tobiko mayo please.
• In the incident where I made a fool of myself (oh god...), the outcome is that I can now light a lighter. I can light all of your lighters!
• People, you are now 19 years old (and some past 20). Learn to think for yourself! >=(