Don't casually come up to me to ask whether I would like to drink with you one day, then randomly tell me about the chronicles of your old drug experience. For almost two fucking years. Its not like you don't know me Mister D.

Haven't blog like this for a long while! Remind me where I live again? I would love to head down to the states and go for gigs every single day and this blog will turn into discography. See. Even my blog link is related.

Woke up late looking as if I had a sharingan at my left eye. Yunqian may be a lao pok vampire but don't leave me out because afterall, I am still a fucking beast.
Can't ditch school because I had two tests today even though I was already running late, and for the first time in 2010 using my pocket money, I took a cab to school.
Met the usual people at the coffee. Ate guo tiao, tai wan sausage and chicken wing for breakfast. +1000 calories at least.
School went on till 2pm. I had physics and social studies tests and submitted my sketch book to let Mdm Su evaluate the CA1 marks which probably will be a tragedy if you read back to my 2 or 3 earlier posts. Common tests after Chinese New Year! Getting really, really immense.
Went to Yuhua Macdonalds for lunch after school and the aircon was under maintenance. Chowed down on thee craved and legendary Mac fucking Spicy I've been daydreaming about during school. So, so orgasmic.
Took a bus to HYSS to support the B'girls Volleyball Team and... Unexpectedly lost. Big bummer. Joey and Dave were dissing one of the girls in the opposing team throughout the whole match. Meh.
Went to Macdonalds for the second time after the match to get a drink and then took the bus back home with Ah Ma and Chee Bye.

Fook yeah.

Go play with my Magikarps! I even matched their colors to go along with my cosmic headings. Its fucking therapeutic by the way. I swear.

Courtesy of Chai's phone.































If Kai Wen gets a splinter in his asshole...










8 more days to Chinese New Year. $$$
14 more days to my birthday.
29 more days to Paramore concert. Need some consolation after clicking this?
One month ++ more to the Sec 3 camp at Jalan Bahtera.
One month +++ more to Hong Kong Disneyland with Shuqun Wind Orchestra.

So stoked!!!!!!!!!!

Went for every interclass games this week for volleyball, soccer and captain's ball. My class claimed the 2nd place for soccer and 3rd place for captain's ball. And this week was really... Woah. Bizzare and unfortunate. Others might call it an ignition of an old, flickering flame combusting into fireworks again, I call it raging hormones gone wrong.

I lost my art sketch book yesterday. Found it hours later with the company of Syafiqah and Wedding in the room where we had the photoshoot for our ICs today. All the four art pieces I've countributed for hours this month were ruthlessly ripped off from the book. So much misfortunate befalling on me. And the same arrogant, bad ass malay sec one kids in school deliberately provoked me and hailed me as the tomboy who plays the drums again. But thanks for the recognition anyway.

Picture post this weekend. Not much but still! Middle finger promise.

24 days to my birthday. All I want is a little get-together with my family and friends. I wish my life was never intertwined with the people I love who always deem themselves as outcasts. Previous post was contradictory so shut the hell up.

Nothing much happened during the week except school, band and meeting Yunqian after not seeing her for weeks. I will always be a romantically handicapped, social outcast fag for life.

Yesterday, I had Fish Zinger and legendary cheese fries at JP's KFC and hung around outside Jurong Library with clique, Geraldyn, Joey and Bird. Meena flew right off from the hammock when we were swinging it and somersaulted 360° head first on the ground. It was the funniest yet most painful shit I've ever seen up-close in my life.

Today, I had Nasi Lemak and hung around with clique and Geraldyn at Van's house. All of them were only laughing at the explicit parts while watching Epic Movie so we ditched the movie halfway and chilled in Van's room instead till 7pm.

Miss Ek was wearing a blue plaid shirt tucked into a long denim high waist skirt from her waist down till her calves. And brown fuckin' loafers. She made us do a cloze passage during English on Westlife's You Raise Me Up lyrics. She was singing and incorporating her little dancing hand motions into the song infront of the class and I therefore proclaim that Miss Ek is the hippiest english teacher alive. Ever.

Nifty update huh?
I'll smell you guys later.