You KNOW I’m Hot.

bback.

April 8, 2008 · Leave a Comment

oookayyyy.

weird night?
k gonna shower again, then pack.

4more eps till s1 is over!
i still love watching it.
heh.

thanks josh for intro-ing me.
uhh,
bback soon.

and i’ll break camp on sat, so, till then!
following kim for ER..
and sun is pa.

and uh, hohoho?
school….
jerkbitchass school!

k brb!

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car ride.

April 8, 2008 · Leave a Comment

oh i went to queensway.
with my dad.
like he drove there…

awkward?
:/
we didn’t talk at all uh.
um yea it was just, us, and the radio.

oh it happened when i went to get bedding too. :/

k lousy daughter.
didn’t know what to say…

anw i got myself 3 more fbt’s..

and i’m still watching friends..
packpackpacking later!

wondering when i’ll get to s10.
well i can skip 4 5 6 woo!

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uh.

April 8, 2008 · Leave a Comment

and i dont know what to say everything seems so awkward suddenly.

huh?
*bangs head on wall*

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secret behind the pillow.

April 8, 2008 · Leave a Comment

so i’ve 1 sleeping bag at home, its purple. :/
and i need it for camp.
okay right?

happens that my bro needs it for his sec 3 camp too..
so parents went down to beach road to get one, just for the fun of it i guess? :/

and then my brother said ‘lets try it.. seems different’
or something along that line.
and my mum was wondering how different sleeping bags can get and afterwhile my brother said he never opened the sleeping bag before..
he’s only used it as a pillow :/

cos he doesn’t know how to roll it back, and he’s afraid he cant, thus he rather not touch it incase the bag cant get into the case.

ahhhh,
no wonder he was like ‘no need to get lah.. sleeping bag only.. no need to use it lah’

of cos you dont need a pillow when you’re in camp.

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good morning its raining.

April 8, 2008 · Leave a Comment

woke up at 3.
cos i had nothing to do.
so sleep lor.

then went down, kitchen/backyard was in a mess.
cos the other storeroom was leaking..
and mum had to drag stuff out.
should have called me up what, cos i was bored..

going to queensway later.
urgh,
camp is coming up.
must pack again.
hate packing, or bathing outside for that matter.

after you bathe, you still get sticky.
so irritating!
then u dirty your sleeping bag.
blablabla.

k just not in the camp mood.

in the ‘angryyy’ ‘complaining’ mood now.

hello world, full of shit.

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huh?

April 8, 2008 · Leave a Comment

so its a lil confusing..
but then again, not.

and we wonder why people do what they do.
avoid.

i think it’s the most selfish thing to do.
it isn’t a good feeling.

sigh, caught in the middle, perhaps?
don’t really want anything to do with it, what position am i in to say anything?

ahh, well. life..

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hello.

April 8, 2008 · 2 Comments

so i went to ps, was rather late.

had a tough time changing.
i odnt know why i was in the ‘why am i so ugly’ mood, so i settled with a tshirt, and a normal skirt.
so i was a lil late already, clothes crisis..

i left the house, walked to the bus stop, the bus left cos it was full.
realised i forgot my phone,
walked back..
took the phone, walked back to the bus stop,
2 busses ran/walked/flew past me.
both full.
reallly late.
cabbed to clementi.
OH YES TRAFFIC JAM.
7bucks flew away.
*pooofff*

walked to the mrt thingy.
and this uncle totally nudged my right breast.
(thus, oyu might have noticed the dent.)
and it got me pissed off.
then this stupid person was giving away free tissue paper, and those stupid aunties just had to block my damn way.
the walked, took it, opened, realise its free tissue, walked back, took more, practically queueing..
and then i was like ‘what the fuck?’ at the aunties i hope they heard it cos i didn’t exactly whisper it.

took the mrt,
it wasn’t that crowded at first..
lucky me. (=
then it got crowded and it was so tough to not let any part of anyone touch you.
and then people were staring at me, how fun! like being in a museum and for a moment i wondered if my zip was left unzipped (like it usually is, damn those things which i always forget)

and i reached plazasing, (how do you spell dhoby ghaut?)
went to mos and found them (=
hello kim shy joel cookie uncle.
had large fries, which isnt large, really.
the waitress/counter person decided to take 1 fry out,
then she weighed it, and took like 1 or 2 more out.
so i decided to be a huge ass.
i asked for bbq sauce,
and she turned behind, walked a few steps to take it.
then she came back and i asked for mustard.
hehe :D

then movie, horton!
i like the yellow thing :D
laughed a lot, though the laughs came out weirdly.
enjoyed it though (=

then to starbucks!
ta-daaa.
and as usual, the jokes, some which i got, some which made me so stng sta.
yeh, the usual jokes.

my stalker came!
though i dont know why he’s so quiet :/
probably finds me weird, too talkative, too ugly in real life. haha.

then i took bus 7 back with shy which i find super fun even though she wanted to take 14 back. hrmph.

and here i am!
camp’s coming up..
blablala,
school’s starting,
i’m wondering how bad it actually can be.. hmm.

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