SYF is coming in two days.
Bring it on!

I wonder whether people would bother to read my blog now.
I promise to update like, every single day once SYF is over okay!

Its such an extraordinary feeling after looking through my old baby photo albums, and then start seeing myself gradually growing up just based on the pictures. Sometimes, I just can't accept the fact that I am a fourteen year old now. See how time flies man! But anyway, happy belated 14th birthday to me. It wasn't exactly the best birthday celebration ever because some people completely forgotten about my birthday and worst, some people even spoilt the tradition of celebrating it with me. Still, thank you the people who made me wait infront of Macdonalds for one hour and then surprised me with a cake and party strings sprayers.

I was watching American Idol the other day, and that Adam guy is really something. His vocal range is unbelieveable, he's genetically very handsome, and he gives me this really deep connection. Top four finish at least. I also like that guy who wear specs that has already gotten through. I can't wait for next week!

Band camp and SYF.
How exciting can it get? Pffh.

Fierce ah.





Happy Valentines Day! Wow, I definitely felt a different vibe for this year's. I didn't expect myself to helplessly fall in love and then falling out in the end. In any case, you can say that I've gotten over the whole thing already. But then again... Sigh. On a lighter note, I celebrated my Valentines Day with the band and it was really cool. I switched parts with Kai Wei in the last minute and I'm now playing the timpani for Overture no. one. (Wobbles battock)

I just found out that Rihanna's birthday falls on my birthday. Yeah, I don't even like her because I don't know her well, but since that's the case... Chant with me!

Five more days to my birthday!
Five more days to my birthday!
Five more days to my birthday!
Five more days to my birthday!
Five more days to my birthday!
Five more days to my birthday!
Five more days to my birthday!
Five more days to my birthday!
Five more days to my birthday!
Five more days to my birthday!
Five more days to my birthday!
Five more days to my birthday!
Five more days to my birthday!
Five more days to my birthday!
Five more days to my birthday!
Six more days to the band exchange!!!

You know, this post was supposingly suppose to be filled with pictures about the days I've spent in January... But I left my thumbdrive at home. This is so friggin ridiculous. Its hard to update the blog without the internet back home you know! And all you can guys can tell me is how dead my blog is. I don't like my blog to look empty, dead, alone, lonely...

Two more days and its our one month, I guess?
As much as I hate to deny it, you are really getting out of hand.

First day of school was weird but I'm getting used to 2/5 already.
Yipee yay yah hoo hah!

I celebrated my countdown with Utensils. (L)
It was yet another great countdown day, even though we got ridiculously tired at some point that totally destroyed our mood. But I still love my world's best friends man!

Anyway, happy new year guys.
And happy birthday to Farlina darling too!

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!