Sunday, July 16, 2006

Wow how long has it been? Five years since I last logged into Blogger?

Am in a very good mood today so I shall blog. Survived prep prelims! One more paper to go yeay yeay omgosh how do people have the time to blog while cramming for exams I have no idea! Prep prelims have caused this energy surge in me to just go on and on studying like nobody's business, even though the studying has proved to be futile -sobs-

The Chem and Physics papers were all biatches blearrghhhh

Math was, slightly less of one but still. English was okay, so was Lit, save for the immense finger cramp I had after squeezing in three essays in 1 and a half hours. Twice nonetheless. History was damn suay, I smartly decided not to study China and Cold War, so lo and behold, both topics came out for SEQ. How irritating is that? Russia, which I was counting the last strand of my hair on to come out, did come out, but for SBQ. Fish.

I just realised something. Playing soccer is actually -gasp- fun! Okay zahd you can go celebrate now, because soccer rocks. Soccer for pe? How about it? Hahah no I'm not turning into a guy despite MY guy suspecting. He's such an ass, he oh so unflatteringly pointed out the hair on my legs, arms and upper lip and actually told me to go shave. Whaaaat? And he says I might have an Adam's apple. Nabeh. Never mind, it's okay. Better than him, monkey. LOL joke you know I love you darl.

So how did this newfound love for soccer come about? Well. Me and Han have taken to going chez Atiqah after school every other day or so to play Burnout Revenge on her XBox. It is fun fun fun, especially Road Rage, which I have to say, is so my thing. See, when it comes to gaming, I like mindless violence with a hint of strategy here and there. Like the Quest part of Halo, all those fighting arcade games, yeah, I love em all. And I'm not bad! I won her lotsa cars and new events! LOL

Then her lil brother brought out a soccer ball and I tried to do that juggling thing with the feet and and knees, and I reached three times! Three times! And I got hooked.

We played in the living room. Pushed the couch aside and had a three on two match, girls against boys. And I got even more hooked.

Haha now that's random.

Grad ball at Hyatt Hotel! Omgosh exciting stuff I duno what to wear Hahah. I was thinking salsa meets fetish. Ooh. Hopefully the theme is fun, not like last year, Glitz and Glamour. Like duh, it's a ball obviously people will turn up in glamourous attire right. Who would turn up in wife-beaters and sarongs?? Aiyohh.

It's so weird. It's OUR grad ball this year. Which means, yes, I'm leaving the school. Ah, so bittersweet. The time I've been waiting for, yet as it gets nearer I'm wishing it will never happen. I'm suppressing a wave of panic as I type this because the big O's are a mere three months away [or less] brrrrrrrrrrrrr.

Shaddup shaddup.

@ 3:54 AM

Sunday, July 02, 2006

I very recently got harassed by this psychobitch we previously encountered as The Stalker. Yes, remember him? The siao ass who waited three hours for me outside school for two consecutive days and trailed me on a bicycle and basically freaked the hell out of me?

He's back! With a vengeance!

So me and Han were walking innocently from school to the MRT station when I noticed this very familiar guy walking towards me, like really quickly. Then I realised Eh! It's The Stalker!

Suddenly the next time I looked at him he was practically running towards me, arm outstretched in front of him, and get this, middle finger outstretched audaciously from his fist! WTF? Nabeh anyhow finger me.

I decided to avoid confrontation and turned to the right to walk under the blocks, and the stupid guy called me a " Pompuan sundal!! " but not before spitting in my direction. It basically translates to whore or something like that. Needless to say, I was in shock. Eh please lah, if I'm a whore then what the hell are you???

I'm educated, you're not. I have a basic set of morals, you don't. I'm a human being and you're a piece of shit.

Then he stalked off.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHA. Siao ah.

The party was much fun! As in, zahd's birthday party. Sorry for coming late. The food and cake was damn good. Then we played games. Hahah juvenile, but super fun. Lolllls.

Can't blog much. Must do schoolwork. Bleargh. Tatas.

@ 5:37 AM

SYAF I AM

Okay, so I'm this girl right.

Who had big plans to change the world.
When I was young, I wanted to be either a zoologist, veterinarian or pilot.
I wanted to travel and help eradicate poverty.

And then when this girl grows up, she's all like, fack that!
She becomes guilty of things she never thought she'd have done.
She meets people of all shapes and sizes, some beautiful, some downright fugly.
Both inside and outside.
She becomes acquainted with some things called failure and commitment.
She realises love is as elusive as, perhaps, weight loss.

I let my inner demon out through my art.
Enjoy.

Y

SYAF LOVES

green eyes on hot guys, red and purple shoes, pepper and cream puffs, lincoln park at midnight
sitting on carpark roofs talking nonsense, meaningful silences, chewy cookie bits in vanilla ice cream
chocolate icing, shopping till my legs give out, smiling at random people, thinking about stuff

N

SYAF HATES

panadol or whatever pills for that matter, retarded nails, losing my voice, being broke
bananas, my thighs and big ass, man boobs, seeing something i really like but discovering that it costs a bomb


SYAF WANTS

levi's jeans, pimple cream, fake lashes, hair dye, a bigger paycheque, M&Ms
new specs, and possibly a hotass guy to sweep me off my feet

YOU SAY


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{} syaf
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{} laila
{} aiman
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