Not exactly the Bob I'm heavily crushing on, but isn't that cute?

I don't know whether I have another bad case of a stomachache or an eating disorder. Normally, my appetite is ridiculously ridiculous that I could eat two plates of pasta at one go, going along with a huge glass of soda and probably dark chocolate ice cream for dessert. If I'm not outside dining with my friends, then I'd be whipping something out in the kitchen like deep frying a whole packet of twisted fries, chicken wings and nuggets. I guess you get the point that I eat a lot and that explains why I'm growing fatter. (Papa claims I'm a growing teenager with a humongous appetite going through puberty, and he still loves me even if I drastically change my diet to lose weight!) But now, I can't even bear to eat a mega Big Mac even if I craved for it, which I did craved for it, and if I did take a small bite, god I feel like puking. The most unusual thing is that I've been drinking a lot, a lot of liquid than I used to drink. And I must add on that I haven't been going to the toilet much since the eating problem started. Yes, I haven't been shitting. It has been going on for four to five days now, and I'm scared that I'll die. These are my famous last words and my death wishes-- Nah, just joking. But really, I scared I'll die man. Because according to the fortune telling book I found in the drawers, I might die an untimely death. Doesn't the word "untimely" chants into your mind like a freaking ghost and haunts you? Well, it does to me other than the word "ridiculous", hah. Okay I'm still scared.

There's band tomorrow and the guy is coming down to set up the newly bought drumset and the snare drum. I've seen the snare drum already, and its wicked cool! And there's a band BBQ the day after tommorrow after going to Regent, and I don't know where the hell is Mayfair Condominium so someone please lend me a map and a compass!

Merry Christmas to all the wonderful people out there and happy birthday to my two year old little brother.
A day to remember the birth of Angelo at 11.42am and the excruciating pain Mama went through for hours. Gosh, I definitely don't ever want to be in her position because I'm scared of extreme pain and looking after babies since I'm already having a big trouble looking after little Angelo.

Still, I can't emphasis how happy I am today.
Ho, ho, ho-wie wishes you a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!

I kept meddling with my new handphone (that resembles totally like an iphone, but it functioned like one too) and I changed a lot of the settings that I can't receive phone calls, make phone calls, receive smses and send smses anymore. The worst part is, my sim card got locked up because I kept guessing the PIN number wrongly. So I guess that whoever smsed me on Tuesday night, I won't be able to read it because I can't receive it. Ridiculoussssssssssssss.

And I don't think I want to go escape theme park or vivo anymore.
Sorry Heri. And sorry coffee tachi queen!

The day before yesterday, my brother forced me to order two canadian pizza, lasagna, potato wedgies and cheesy meat balls (oos) and the delivery man happen to go to the wrong unit number and that caused acid to attack the stomach tissue for approximately one hour and thirty minutes. Dahlia came over too and the both of them ate the whole pizza up. No lah, actually, I was the one who ate up most of the food. Beat that! (wobbles battock) And then I was suppose to meet mama and papa at five but it dragged on till five thirty-something. We went to Sakae Sushi for dinner with bro and Dahlia. Yay. I had dinner with future sister in law. Great or whatttttt? And bro got his new hello moto ferrari phone with really chio checkered designs. I'm so envious man. Every night, he'd ask me to touch his phone and sometimes, he wouldn't let me play tetris on his phone because he already removed the plastic sticking on to the phone and knowing me very well, I'd scratch it. :/
And yesterday, I had macdonalds for breakfast and burger king for dinner. Macdonalds and burger king! Gosh. I spent nearly a hundred bucks shopping on topshop and giodarno and mama was kind of mad with me because I forced her to fork out the money for the polo tee.

Did I mentiont that in a week (or maybe two weeks) I don't have to use the computer at the community centre anymore because mama and papa is going to reconnect the internet? Not only that, we're going to have mio tee vee and a brand new house line too. Yipee yay hah hoo hah!

I manage to save forty bucks in two weeks.
Come on, sixty more bucks to go!

Psst, my little brother knows how to sing the guitar riffs of a certain Winning Eleven song, the best part is, he's only two. And I don't know what to blog about because I haven't been enjoying my holiday. Everybody seemed to be outside Singapore. This is so ridiculous. :(

Vivian Yuen Xiao Tong, happy 14th birthday! Yay, five years already. Be thankful that I wished you a very happy birthday at 12.04am, to be exact, har har har. I've got plenty of things to say and thank you, but hey, all of stuff I want to say seemed unexplainable. Thank you for everything that you've done for me for the past five years.
And you better call me or SMS me since you've reached Singapore already because you've got an appointment with the utensils. Yunqian's going to Korea and I'm going to Mumbai to kill the terrorist. So chicken chop, pork chop!

I had an amazing dream a few days back! I don't know why I dreamt being in Survivor, but I think its because right before I slept, I was watching Survivor on Channel 5. And when I dream about it, I was already in the top four together with three other people. And one of them looked like Craigafer Mabbitt! I don't know why I dreamt of him instead of Bob but... Sigh. Anyway, we were either drinking wine or sea water, but the liquid was purple so I assume its wine. Like, where the hell do you see purple seawater in Earth? Unless you add tons and tons of purple coloring, or millions of 'evolved' purple octopus with one hundred and thiry five eyes all over the body manage to squirk the purple ink like hell when they got attacked by mermaids. Who knows?! Okay, back to my dream, har har har. We were drinking purple wine, or seawater, when we decided to celebrate our victory by jumping into the sea, and the sea isn't purple, whoever thought it was, idiot. And we swam back to our camp, watched the sunset together and gave each other hugs because I guess we have to go for tribal council. Here's the best part! I really don't know how it happened, but the hidden ammunity idol suddenly appeared, but none of us wanted it. I don't know what happened after that, and right after that moment, I freakingly woke up because Ma turned off the aircon and it got so hot. But it was a nice dream. The scenery was so dreamy and romantic, I got to hug Craig, yipee yay yah hoo hah! And actually remembering nearly everything. After all, its still a dream. And people say that whatever you dream of, in reality, its vice versa. But I'm so going to change that idea! Just you wait and see, muaharharharhar!

I got this huge plan for christmas! I'm going to buy whatever my best friends craved for, and if I don't manage to get one, then I'm going to go pull a strand of hair out of my head. I already come up with a list about what to give. I want to go shopping alone so nobody will know what gifts I've come up. And maybe, I'll bake cookies for the whole band, if I ever got the time. And I don't think I'll have the time. If I got spare change to buy famous amos, then it'd be great.

Band practise is boring without Heri talking to me, without giving hand signals to Cassandra and I probably wouldn't understand why I shook my hand for, without Huili looking at me and giving her the stupid face. Awwww, man. There are some things that cheered me up during band though. Syafiqah and Xinman dancing, Huda's muffins and Yong Kang... Okay nevermind.

And I love Cassandra Chai Xin Le, my best friend and my homosexual, because she manage to talk sense into me and cheered me up like hell. Gretel, Chai little cousin, is so going to date my little brother. She has to! I shall end this post with the pictures I took with my little brother a few weeks back. And he's going to be a great soccer player because my brother (Mark Anthony Pang Howe) always anyhow whack the ball in the house.






You can see Ellen on the television.

I'M SORRY AGAIN FOR NOT UPDATING FOR A WEEK AGAIN. ITS BEEN A WEEK SINCE THE CONCERT, AND I THINK THE CONCERT WAS A HUGE SUCCESS! THE CROWD WAS GREAT, THE PIECES ACTUALLY SOUNDED AWESOME, THE FOOD WASN'T THAT YUMMY. I'M SO HAPPY THAT I HAVE TO TYPE EVERYTHING IN CAPS! (ACTUALLY, IT WAS SUPPOSE TO CATCH YOUR ATTENTION BUT SINCE YOU'RE ALREADY READING IT, THEN TADAH) I MISS JESSICA, JOANNE, MIN EN, WAYNE AND WEI LUN ALREADY. THIS IS SO SADDENNING MAN. BUT I STILL CHAT WITH JESS AND JOANNE VIA SMS SO YIPEE YAY YAH HOO HAH. BUT I'M STILL GOING BACK TO REGENT FOR ONE LAST TIME TO COLLECT BACK THE PERCUSSIONS. THE HIHAT OF THE DRUMSET IS WITH THEM, PLUS THE SUSPENDED CYMBAL, AND THE MARIMBA! NOW I OWE HERI STARBUCKS AND ADDITIONAL SIX BUCKS. SEE HOW IT RHYMES? HAR HAR HAR. I LOVE MY BEST, BEST, BEST, BEST MATE. NO, ACTUALLY, I LOVE SECTION NINE. YAY, PERCUSSION. OH, BY THE WAY, I LOOK LIKE AN OVERSIZED MAN WITHOUT A DICK BY WEARING THE BLAZER THAT MADE ME LOOK FAT (OR MAYBE I AM ALREADY FAT) AND THE BAGGY JEANS. BUT STILL, FAB. ANYWAY THIS IS ALMOST ALL OF THE PICTURES I HAVE INSIDE MY SUPER CHIO PINK CAMERA SO HAPPY VIEWING THEM:






Reshi asshole.















I don't think I'll update anytime soon.
I'm enjoying my own little private holiday.
Goodbye!

Everyone gets to travel in an aeroplane, or in a huge bus that can provide services like an aeroplane. Then what about me?! I haven't sat on a plane since I was four. And all I remember from the trip to Phillipines is that there were lizards all over the wall at my grandmother's house, attending to Aunty Emelda and kor kor Desmond wedding and listening to reptive electronic music. You know, like super mario? And I know this sound really ridiculous, but I never been to Malaysia before, I swear.
And now, everyone's seems to be outside Singapore! Vivian is at Malaysia. Heri is going to Indonesia after the concert so that he can brag how cheap the arcades is. Yunqian's going Korea even though I think Japan is better because the history there is still so strong, they're so friggin technologically advanced, and the guys there are extremely hot, hot, hot. Cassandra's going to Malacca... I'm so envious man!

I'm having bad dejavu days. Its so, so, so, so, so eerie. Its not as if you have butterflies inside your stomach. Its like, the butterflies is circulating inside your veins, but this time, the butterflies have teeth, so its eating the contents inside your body. Gosh, that was fucking exaggerating? I mean, its just the feeling, its not as if it really happened if you really think it happened. What if it really happened? Har har har.

So for the past few weeks, there were band practises as usual. There was one time where me, Heri, Mazlin, Reshi and Farhan went inside the DNT room beside the band room. It was open, so we sneak inside and went up the ladders to the rooftop. We got many weird responses from the clarinetists and flutists after we got down, and they were like, "Did you hear any footsteps above?!" It was ridiculously funny if you were to see their reactions!
And Wei Lun is not inside the combined band anymore because he don't want to go for Friday's practise, erm, supposingly. Wow, I nearly lose out my chance too. Lucky my explaination was ridiculously reasonable or I would be blogging about how Mr Lim look slimmer than he used to when I first saw him. Hell yeah, I don't scold people's privates unless I'm like barking mad. But seriously, not only me, but Heri noticed that he look slimmer!

Despite having band everyday, I manage to squeeze my time to meet the utensils and Suhada! Did I mention that it was Huili's birthday on thursday? We spent our whole day at the science centre walking about and riding a simulator about dinosaurs. Happy birthday buddy, I'm still older than you.

Four more days to the concert. And soon, it'll be three, two, one...
Erm, anyone still feel like going for the concert? It cost only ten bucks!


P.S -
If friendster go bonkers again,
I'm so going to switch to Facecook. Har har har!

I love Vivian Yuen Xiao Tong and Lim Yun Qian!
I'm sorry if I had ever been demanding. I just don't want to lose you guys. :(

Okay, so I'm going to yap, yap, yap about my week.

So last saturday, it was Cassandra's birthday last Saturday. Happy birthday darling. I'm still older than you!
I met Cassandra inside Popular (cause she happen to be lost inside there, what the hell) while I was on the way to the interchange. So we went out of the store and Veni, Huili and Meena 'popped out' and that phrase sounded so cute.
We took a train to Bugis and then I reminded them about my fear of taking trains because of primary five or six's trip to the discovery centre. There was this simulator about a bomb that bombed City Hall and that was so convincing and it was so, so gorry! We ate at Swensens, although I regretted suggesting that place because everyone seemed so reluctent to eat good food until Veni and birthday girl said, "We rarely eat together like this" sooooo yeah. Then we went shopping in bugis for like, three hours. Vaanan and his friends came later on and they wanted to go Peninsular, so we took a train to City Hall. We promised Cassandra that we'd go to Changi Airport to see aeroplanes after going to Peninsular, we took another train to Changi Airport. (i think I exceeded my expenses for transport already) After we reached, Vaanan had a trouble with the MRT officer. He needed to pay a twenty dollar fine for underpayment of fee, I think. Wow, I admire my brother's guts for doing that. We rode on the skytrain for three times, lol, then we alighted at terminal three. We had our dinner at Popeyes! Then we went up to the third floor, I think. There were no aeroplanes taking off at all! Veni went home early with Vaanan. It was eight by then, so we wanna hustle back home. From Jurong East interchange, Cassandra's dad offered us a ride back home, but I wanted to stop at Huili's house because my parents happen to be around there. So I accompanied Huili to the lift before my parents came to pick me up.

From Sunday onwards, I feel ridiculously sick. My fever triggered a bad headache, I can't taste or smell anything, and I lost my voice again. But I still got the guts to drink soft drinks (leh) because fortunately for me, it makes me feel better! Heri says my immune system is weird because I feel better under the aircon? Har har har. I only attended two band practises and resorted to skip today's combined practise with Regent and Hougang because the nasty symptoms seems to be worsening every day. I can't keep up like this, I'm so going to screw up on the concert day. I should really see a doctor. Panadols and some leftover antibiotics from previous doctors visits isn't seem to be working. Sigh. :(

Oh yeah, despite being sick, after band practise on Tuesday, me, Huili and Cassandra went to West Mall watched High School Musical 3! Before that, we had lunch and I wanted to buy the perfume at May Fashion, then Geraldyn happen to be there so she came and find us. Coincidentally, Bao Zhong and his friends happen to be watching the same movie as us, on the same timeslot. Cassandra, accept it, its f-a-t-e and I know you're friggin happy. And yes, its also fate for me to drop the popcorn while attempting to eat the pop while its thrown into the air infront of everyone waiting to buy popcorns and infront of everyone queueing to buy tickets. Gosh, that was embarassing.

I really hope I'll feel better tomorrow because I'm finally meeting the utensils after such a long time.










Ignited! band concert tickets, anyone?
Its held at Victoria Concert Hall on the 20th of November.
And it only costs $10, free sitting.
Shuqun, Regent and Hougang secondary schools will be performing.
AND I'VE BEEN SAYING THAT FOR EVERY POST.

2-5.
2-5.
2-5.

It keeps chanting into my mind.

I find it hard to accept the fact that I'm going to 2-5, along with Sharifah Honeystar, Chen Wei, Yan Chong, Shawn, and supposingly, a few more. I don't think I can adapt to that new enviroment, without my clique of best friends.
Moving on to the brighter side of life - Majority of 1-3 are moving on to 2-5 as well. I'm not that close to them, but at least I have friends that I know to start with right? And Mr Malik says that I'm going to a better, smarter class to match my standard since I did really well for my exams. Did well for my exams? Bleah! My previous exams that I s-c-r-e-w-e-d up definitely pulled my overall marks down, badly. At least I'm contented, I think. I miss 1-5, leh.

So my holidays have started already. But great, band has to ruin it all once again, like how they ruin the June holidays. And they just have to threathen us by not letting us play in the concert once we don't come. What the hell!

Last day of school was like any other typical day. Sharifah (The one who has been with me since primary school) came to find me after we were released. We had lunch at KFC, then I followed Veni and Sharifah back to school to find Miss Yeh because of Sharifah's friggin earrings. I was suppose to go Taman Jurong with Veni today, but in the last minute, I didn't want to go, because I just ate bread with strawberry jam and it cost me a real bad crampy stomach, if you get it. Har har har, okay that was so obvious, so if you don't get it, you have to be dumb.

Shopping with best friends on Saturday.
Happy birthday in advance, Cassandra Chai Xin Le.

English: 84/100
Math: 70/100
Chinese: 20/100
Science: 66/100
History: 78/100
Home econ: 78/100
DNT: 73/100
Art: 58/100
Lit: Chidori Rai was absent, again.

Be proud of me! Har har har. Mama and Papa was so happy with my results that they're willing to give me one hundred bucks for me to shop and yipee yay yah hoo hah, they're going to fix the internet! I don't have to go to the community centre anymore. But who knows, the previous exams I did might pull me down. :(

Everybody seemed so sad nowadays. Huili can't promote to NA next year so she either have to go to NT or retain for one more freaking year. Meena is changing school. Cassandra is going crazy and losing her faith in love. I wish I could do something to help them.

I was suppose to go out with the Utensils today, but Vivian doesn't want to. Vivian, what's up with you? You seemed so moody nowadays. And I'm chatting with Yunqian like crazy now, lol. I miss utensils.

You friggin, oblivious copymonkey.
You've got no sense of originality.

So I decided to bold this and hopefully it'd catch your attention:

Okay, I got ten 'IGNITED!' tickets up for sale. It costs only ten freaking bucks. Its held at the Victoria Concert Hall and the concert starts at 7.30pm. And duh, its open to the public. Whoever wants to buy, tag at me blog or call my phone okay. Regent and Hougang will also be performing.

I think I screwed up history, badly. I didn't have the time to do the SBQs and I left one question that consist of three questions undone and its going to cost me fifteen marks. And of course I'm going to fail chinese. If you were to saw my paper, you'd be taking your hands of me and you'd probably stop teaching chinese anymore. Its going to pull me down. Definitely. (Bangs head on the wall for one hundred and thirty five times)

I have confidence for english, science and maths though, har har har.

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I know 11989 has just broken up with you, and I know its hard. He will eventually return to you again. Remember: IT'S ONLY TEMPRORAILY. I don't know what's "true love" for the both of you, and as I said in my profile, I am romantically handicapped. No guy has ever said any phrase from Romeo and Juliet to me before and I never even got my first kiss yet. But I hope you can survive the days w/o him, okay, Pig? Try to get over this heartache, and duh, extreme headache from the examinations. Erm, I'll buy for you panadols. The headache one, not the, er, strawberry jam one. But I think there's no heartache panadols. Someone should really invent one. :B

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And presenting - VENI'S AND MEENA'S MASTERPIECES:

"Head, and shoulder, mouth and cheek.
Mouth and cheek.
Mouth and cheek.
Head, and shoulder, mouth and cheek.
Dee dee dee doo.
Head, and shoulder-- VENI STOP IT.
VENI STOP IT!
VENI STOP IT!
Head, and shoulder, Veni stop it!
STOP IT RIGHT NOWWWWWW."

"One little, two little, three little bangla.
Four little, five little, six little bangla.
Seven little, eight little, nine little bangla.
Ten bangla waiting for us to go."

Okay, it sounds ridiculous, it looks ridiculous and Veni just irritated me for like twenty minutes and I was like ridiculously laughing like someone who just got mad cow disease, and duh, I have to wee wee once in a while. My name is not How-weeeeeeeeeeeeeee for no reason. Okay now don't mock me. :(

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I don't think I'll want to blog anymore. :(
I wonder when's mummy repairing the modem.