more MSN funtimez!
Four Girly Dramas He Doesn't Understand

actual post will come later, watch out for the /edit!
/edit: wanted to blog a real post about how awesome last friday was with hwee/chrys/ale, and how we shamelessly bitched and crashed an outdoor wedding fair. and how great sunday was with the bf despite the fact it only lasted 1.5 hours. but after all, my weekend wasn't particularly great apart from those two occurrences so... i'm feeling lazy. hahaha.

so, pensive thoughts. i picked this up from somewhere.
You can try your hardest - you can do everything within your means but sometimes people just aren't worth it anymore. They aren't worth all the tears and worrying, and it's important to know when to let go of someone who only brings you down.
i wish i'd realised this a year ago, but we gotta look ahead and stop wasting time! :D

so, i got an email last night about the SMU Open House, and they provided a little link to their admissions website so i thought i'd go and poke around and see if i want to go. thing is, they have these little flash things at the top of every sub-website and it flashes pictures every couple of seconds or so. and i realised something: MY BROTHER IS ON THE SMU WEBSITE. HAHAHA :D so here is a screenshot of the website. who can spot my bro? (: okay it's pretty obvious really, but still. do y'all think he looks like me? lots of people say so.

(on phone)
me: i want a hug.
bf: hug.
me: (: i want another hug!
bf: don't be greedy.

but well today was an interesting day, quite a bit of stuff happened in school today. this includes the potential addition of more students to my sec 4 tuition sessions as well as my new cca: floorball (: also one of my colleagues promised to cook her special awesome chickpeas for me and omg they are so good so i honestly can't wait to get my paws on them (:

and some other thing happened today, which wasn't as positive, but i think we all need to take away some learning lessons from this. such as always appreciating the people around you and never taking anyone for granted. received a text at around 11am which surprised me. but chrys, we're all here for you. and i'm here for you. and i shan't say any more on this matter.

driving tomorrow! (or rather, today.) shall blog about this later. had an awesome weekend anyway; spent saturday with my favourite boy of all time and spent sunday getting felt up/drooled on by a nine month old. lollerskates (: also reminder: do espanol homework.

for paul, who liked the MSN.com article i posted 3 posts ago, and insists i ought to post more articles. so paul, here's another relevant article for you.
Can Guys Really Just Be Friends with Women? (click it!)
in other news, second driving lesson tomorrow omg eggcited.

you said it again, my heart's in motion
every word feels like a shooting star
i'm at the edge of my emotions
watchin' the shadows burnin' in the dark

& i'm in love, and i'm terrified
for the first time, and the last time
in my only life.

WARNING: THIS IS A VERY LONG POST. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. MICROSOFT WORD SAYS IT IS 1046 WORDS LONG, INCLUDING THIS LITTLE PARAGRAPH. OKAY HAVE FUN READING BYE.

i am going to spend this post talking about yesterday's funfunfun times and mention a bit of what happened today and also, (the moment you've all been waiting for...! not. ^_^) yeah i'm gonna complain/bitch a bit about myself. teeheehee.

okay so as of the last post, y'all know i slept at around 4ish am, and well i ended up properly waking up at around 2:44pm because wynne called my house and my mother was prodded into waking me up. i was crashing on my brother's bed, because my mother decided to spend the second day of CNY cleaning the house. like, i thought that's something you're /not/ supposed to do? because it might sweep away the good luck or something. one of those chinese taboo things but well i was too busy being passed out in bed to stop her. not that i'm superstitious, but really its best to cover all angles. so i was on my bed at first, and she was cleaning my bro's side of the room, and then she transferred me (mumbling and groaning and squinchy eyed) to my bro's bed and continued cleaning my side of the room.

well then. looks like there's no more luck for meee D: but yes anyway, wynne and i had to deal with some girl drama and then eventually we made our way to ele's house to wish her a happy birthday and happy cny etc, and then afterwards we scarpered off ourselves to wynne's house (where the entire family was, so yes hi uncle hi auntie hi wynne's two sisters etc and HELLO WYNNE'S PS3 :D :D :D) and then wynne's dad made us prata for dinner and we spent the next 4 hours (approx) pasted to the PS3 playing assassin's creed 2 (:

got home relatively late, despite bugging the father to come pick me up (because wynne lives in ulu-land aka joo chiat lane which is relatively creepy/sleazy at night) and then watched the last episode of that korean drama serial together with the 'rents before crashing into bed. and the ending was damn ambiguous. my mom was all, HE DIED. and i was telling her, ITS NOT EXPLICITLY SAID THAT HE DIED WHAT. so the rest of the time was all he died-no he didn't- yes he did etc etc. (dad in background: sigh.) but really, after this entire shindig i officially do feel that my chinese is getting better! (:

okay so today we had our cny celebration at work/school and it was good because i came to school happily and then i bummed around for a bit and socialised with some other members of the staff and then we went for the actual celebration and then i went home yay. got off at like 11am ahaha (: however if there is something i have gleaned from today's conversations, its that If You Cannot Be Happy Where You Are, You Cannot Be Happy Anywhere. (how we eventually got to that conclusion involves like a 45 min talk and discussion so i won't go into that - yeah you all know ladies can talk a lot) so yes, that's the advice of the day with love from the staff of BPS (:

/commercial break: okay Boys, you can stop reading here! Girls, please continue. this commercial break is especially a shout-out to my boyfriend: baby, stop reading now. close the window. yes (:

WARNING: CRAP ALERT.
okay now time to bitch like O M G i am seriously getting damn fat. i know i'm a skinny person, definitely. my BMI is like, okay don't ask, you don't want to know. my weight too. >_> my breakfast choices are also looked upon with much horror by certain people. (i'm like, yeah i had cornflakes in yogurt this morning. its different from having them in milk cuz yogurt doesn't make them all soggy and gross. everyone else: WTF o.O) and then that sparked off a conversation about how you make your own yogurt etc, but that's a bit off tangent. now, i do honestly believe that i am a skinny person, so no its not one of those anorexic/bulimic whatever thingythings. basically, my stand is i think that as a skinny person, i do have certain Fat Bits. and this was painfully pointed out to me just recently.

so i was late for the cny celebrations cuz i was stuck in the loo doing my thing. so i jogged/trotted a bit to move faster to get to the hall before everything started and people notice that i'm missing. admittedly, i haven't run in a while and yes, i lead a sedentary life but nothing could have prepared me for that moment where MY ASS FATS JIGGLED HEAVILY UP AND DOWN. LIKE SERIOUSLY. ARGHHH SHOCK AND HORROR PLS OMGGG!!! ITS LIKE I NEED A SPORTS BRA FOR MY ASS. (of course this is the point where guys reading this (DIDN'T I TELL YOU TO STOP AT THE COMMERCIAL BREAK? aiyoh.) will probably be like, rolls eyes. but this is really shocking because it. has. never. happened. before. NEVAAAR.)

...it was one of the more horrifying moments of my life. possibly even more horrifying than the time where i went into a haunted house (i was coerced) and spent my entire time inside with my face stuffed into my friend's shirt screaming. i think even the actors/ghosts were amused at how afraid i was even though i didn't even see anything the whole time la. okay so the moral of the story is: i like ghost stories but hate anything visual MY ASS IS DAMN FAT.

seriously, as much as i hated ACJC's PE programme, i think i need some mass suicide PE to get myself back into shape. anyone reading this up for exercise, please text me or something! army guys in BMT, you lot are exempted though, i think you all do enough exercise already hahaha (: any suggestions also can tag/text. i really really need to do something about this D:

sliding off to go drink soya bean milk and pout now bye!

okay so i had a great night out with the extended family, and my mom/bro/myself made a killing at the yearly blackjack session which has never happened in previous years (usually we win a little, or just break even, but never win a lot). we even watched Up on DVD as a family, and it is such a cute show! everyone should watch it, really.

however nonetheless i've had this uneasy feeling the whole afternoon/night, i don't know why. came home, received a few smses, logged onto facebook and i guess the uneasy feeling has only intensified. i've sort of pinpointed why and where its coming from, and well, suffice it to say a female's instinct is usually rather spot on. i don't want to overthink but well its just eating at me. like, om nom nom nom. WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?!?!?! gah.

/wrist.

/edit: IT IS 4:20AM AND I AM GOING TO SLEEP NOW. after watching like 4 episodes of this korean drama and ahh i was totally trying not to cry please D:

fridays are beautiful. truly, i never understood the mantra of 'thank god its friday' (TGIF) until i started working. you say it in passing as a student, but i have never appreciated the weekend as much as i do now. studying and working are really two things on opposite sides of the spectrum. but anyway, friday (yesterday) was a lovely day, even the students knew it. when i walked into the hall, they were a little more antsy than usual, and well i guess everyone was just waiting for the school day to be over so they could enjoy the a) long weekend and b) pseudo vday (because we are chinese and cny falls on vday this year).

after school, i chionged off to meet chrys and we went shopping! now, i profess that i actually dislike shopping. but for once, i quite enjoyed it, possibly because it wasn't long or drawn out and we just hopped in and hopped out of shops in a most efficient way. got two dresses and then afterwards, we picked out a vday gift for my baby boy and then we got out of there pronto. total time taken: 1.5 hours. yay for efficiency!

rushed home/showered/conditioned hair/shaved legs/threw on clothes/blow dried hair/grab items/ran out of house! and made it to vivo, collected movie tix, met bf and went in. whewww D: so yes, friday started out rather nerve-wrackingly. but then we went in to watch valentine's day (the movie) and it was pretty good (: once of those feelgood things, though we were surrounded by couples and i was flopped on the poor boy like he was a couch or something. later, we headed to keppel bay for stargazing and nua timez as we lay on the carpet grass and stared up at the sky.

and
i
just
didn't
want
to
leave
D: D: D:

definitely one of the most romantic moments in my life, and definitely one of the most memorable dates we've had and really, i doubt i could have had a better night. he got me a pretty rose and i got him a strawberry tart (: then my mom complained that i don't buy /her/ tarts when i got home. blah. she was also a bit o.O at the dress i was wearing (one of our new purchases that afternoon!) and she was all I HAVE A DIFFERENT DAUGHTER NOW and she insists that i tell the bf that ever since i met him i have become an, uh, 'sexy pussycat'. (whatever that means) and i was like, o.O what? especially since she said all this while trying to wake me up and drag me out of bed this morning. my mother is evidently rather queer. i am not going to tell the bf what she said but he'll find out anyway when he reads this blog. please don't tease me about this, dear x_x

okay my tummy is now full and i am happy after reunion dinner and i am going to sleep soon yessss sleep is good i love my bed.

/EDIT: i forgot to add that out of all the years i have been surfing MSN.com, it has given me pretty decent advice in quite a few different aspects of my life. interesting (and i think, rather true) article today though: Five Risks to Take That Will Make You More in Love. go on, click it! and be amazed (: ahaha.

if i could escape & recreate a place that's my own world
& i could be your favourite girl forever, perfectly together
tell me boy now wouldn't that be sweet? (sweet escape)

okay so its wednesday now and honestly the week has been beautiful thus far. maybe life's supposed to be this beautiful, or perhaps its extra awesome in contrast to the shitty week last week. wheeeee!

yesterday was amazing; not only did i get offered an extension to stay on further past the original nine weeks at work/school AND the promise of a really good recommendation/referral to MOE, i also managed to catch up with gerald whom i haven't seen since i transferred to acjc :D dressed in my Hobo Clothes (shirt and shorts) and trotted down to j8 to meet that green guy. half the time was spent laughing about how we both DON'T row anymore (ex-teammate, this guy is) and the other half was spent talking cock. i could make a list of all the spasticated things he said, really, but i won't. plus today i also managed to finish marking the sec 3 compos (yeaaah the painful part is over) and go for my very first driving lesson! and gerald was right, it really is just like daytona car racing in the arcade! or like having your very own go-kart. ITS DAMN FREAKING FUNNN :D seriously 1.5 hours is not enough D:

okay, first lesson review. my instructor said my steering wheel control is 'not bad' but apparently i am an 'impatient driver' because i was bitching about:-
a) stupid sunday drivers (i was stuck behind this fellow learner guy on the ulu roads and he was moving at the speed of my grandma's grandma -- i was going at 30km/h and steadily catching up to him so yes he was really moving very slowly)
b) everyone else going faster than me on the main road (i was stuck at 50km/h cuz that's the speed limit for all cars but well, looks like 90% of people don't actually follow that. tried to go at 60km/h but then he was like all SLOW DOWN)
c) reversing taking too long a time. heh.

anyway, next lesson (which is next thursday) he's gonna stick me on the main roads again so we'll see how that works out! good luck everyone else on the road with me. ahahaha (: also, qx's belated birthday present just arrived today fresh from the USA! and i love it, he got me these pretty black earphones (: thanks frienddd. (/edit: he says they're precision earphones which usually sell for around 80 USD. and refuses to tell me how much he paid. but omg, very cool i am so going to try out the sound quality on these tomorrow, burn-in time required or not!)

/edit: however, my poor baby boy's having a horrid week. but there is always a silver lining on the cloud, and that would be that the long weekend is coming! <3

hello i am back and still alive! after the horror of last week, this week seems to be pretty smooth sailing, thus far. had a great weekend; surprised debs for her birthday on fri, went out with the bf on saturday and bummed with the family on sunday. and now its back to work on monday, though i'm catching up with gerald tmr night which is awesome since we used to talk so much cock and share lots of stuff but that kind of stopped after i transferred to acjc. reconnecting with old friends makes me really happy and hopeful.

now, stuff about my life; got an email from MOE inviting me to roll down for a scholarship networking session, its exclusively for teaching interns and i really really need to know who else is going for this! time to call/sms SY up and ask her if she's going or whatever. also got an email from NUS for this USP interview, which is really coolbeanz because if i stay in s'pore for uni, NUS USP is definitely my first choice for sure. heehee. time to fb message seniors in USP and ask them what it's really like and all.

so yeah, still surviving well, i think. also just had a wonderful dream about the bf and i at the supermarket/fun fair bumming around, which is kind of wow because it seemed really realistic hahaha. until i woke up. blah. okay cute pic for y'all below, i really really like it and it makes me smile (:

this is a story of a cat named bob. bob was unique in that although her name was bob (traditionally a guy's name), bob was a girl. la gata, instead of el gato, in español. bob could be said to have it all; she had a good owner and an excellent home, and was never short of anything. she was perfectly content and satisfied with the life that she had been leading. however, there was something missing deep inside bob. bob was intrinsically lonely, and she often felt like a failure of a cat. her owner was the dearest person ever, but was rarely at home. the house was left empty and quiet, and bob's friends had other kitty friends from other neighbourhoods too. sometimes, all bob would want was just a cuddle or a hug.

author's note: uhh, this is just a story. don't take it too seriously. any resemblance to any persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. alternatively, i could be lying (: all the same, happy birthday debs! though its past 12 midnight so your birthday was yesterday but the idea is there anyway. the name bob was chosen because that's one of debs' other names, but this story has absolutely nothing to do with her. whee.

to someone who will never see this: you're lonely and stressed and a 20 hour flight away. and you know what? its perfectly okay for you to just be you with me. cheer up, dude. weekend's here!

/edit: soundtrack of my week: Mad by Ne-Yo. a rather exaggerated song for this week, but the idea is there nonetheless.

its thursday! which means the end of the week is coming yes yes yes yes yes :D reconnected with quite a few people this week, so i'm feeling rather pleased with myself. also have had two guy friends call me 'dear' today and a girl (chrys) call me 'baby'. a bit weird, but hey i guess endearments are nice. i think maybe, just maybe, the world needs more love (: friday is tomorrow, which is so dynamite!

/edit: thanks for ruining my mood, douchebag.

horrid day with the kids today, don't ask. suffice it to say that i am never bringing a bunch of rambunctious 14 year old kids to any old folks' homes ever again. also rounded my lovely day off by having a Conversation (yes note the capitalisation) with the bf, which was albeit necessary but not really the most enjoyable part of my day. also, i'm PMS-ing, which sort of magnifies everything today to like, 1000x.

currently being (unwittingly) cheered up by gerald (you're never gonna see this but thank you for thinking of me!), and also by reading articles on Cracked.com which are bloody funny. the things i do to cheer myself up. new year's resolution focuses: Conquer PMS & Become A Better Person. that ought to take up a good part of my year. and i'm gonna need all the help i can get.

this week in school has been extra tiring, for some reason. could be because i came out from a good weekend back to school again. thursday afternoon - dyed hair. friday night - went out with hwee for Sekret Plans. saturday night - class outing. sunday afternoon/night - date with the bf. but well, today i woke up with the worst headache ever, which also happened on sunday morning. symptom of PMS? haha, okay i just checked wikipedia, apparently it is.

More than 200 different symptoms have been associated with PMS, but the three most prominent symptoms are irritability, tension, and dysphoria (unhappiness). Common emotional and non-specific symptoms include stress, anxiety, difficulty in falling asleep (insomnia), headache, fatigue, mood swings, increased emotional sensitivity, and changes in libido.

mm, PMS is a pretty good reason to be bitchy, but i promised myself i'd conquer PMS as one of my new year's resolutions, so yes i'm trying to be cheerful through this pounding headache which Has Not Ceased since i woke up. dammit it's been 5 hours already D: marking my sec 4 compres isn't particularly improving my mood either. been listening to ke$ha songs, like tik tok and your love is my drug. her upbeat dance music is improving my mood somewhat. especially since my sec 4 girls love to play songs by freaking justin bieber and if i hear 'one less lonely girl' one more time, i am going to kill something D:

in happier news, qx says my present is in the mail! and it should take 1-2 weeks to arrive. omg i'm so eggcited, i love presents and i love surprises. as mentioned previously. lol. also, i am hungry. maybe i ought to sojourn down to the canteen for a bite soonish. and uh, i miss my boifwen. >_>

Hey, so I gotta question
Do you wanna have a slumber party in my basement?
Do I make your heart beat like an 808 drum?
Is my love your drug?