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| I COLLAPSE |
[Sunday
September 6th, 2009 3:16am] |
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imissyoumuch.
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| BEDTIME STORY |
[Sunday
September 6th, 2009 1:00am] |
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Three days ago while I was busy typing, my colleague came over and placed a red cover book on my desk. I turned, glanced at the book and then at her. We both laughed. Few days ago, we went over to Popular and she introduced a book to me written by Jeff Kinney. I flipped through, read a couple of pages and laughed hard. She was right - this book can really make you laugh and forget everything around you. "I'm buying the book and when I'm done reading, I'll pass it to you." So that was fast, wow.
I was reading through the book when this particular paragraph about Cheese Touch felt like dejavu to me.
It happened during my primary school days. This kid named Mabel has always been everybody's 'favourite'. Nobody would talk to her, not even get close to her. Her school days were all about glancing. One day, we ransacked her bag and found a ball of written foolscap paper. We uncrushed to find that it was her marked composition. She had no file in her bag, so we supposed that was how she 'filed' her worksheets. Everyday her presence in the morning made us think if she ever bathe before coming to school. And everything about her stinks, totally. That's when we started this thing called Mabel Disease. Its basically whoever touched her or her stuffs will get the Mabel Disease. If you get the Mabel Disease , you're stuck with it until you pass it on to someone else. The only way to protect yourself from the Mabel Disease is to do the peace sign with your fingers.
But it's not that easy remembering to keep your fingers peaced every moment of the day. I ended up walking around the school with a peace sign. During recess, I held my spoon with a peace sign in placed and had difficulties eating. I stayed in class with a peace sign on my left and wrote with my right hand. Those who played the Mabel Disease had to learn doing things with just one hand. I remembered having the worst handwriting during that period, but it was totally worth it. We made sure our peace sign was damn obvious for the rest to see, and would teased the person who got the Mabel Disease. Whoever got the Mabel Disease at the end of the day would bring home that along and the next day the game would continue again with that person. It didn't end until we all moved to lower secondary. The best part was, that Mabel kid was not even our classmate! She was in the next classroom -______-"
Though I miss those crazy moments with them, I just hope someone doesn't start the Mabel Disease up again, because I don't need that kind of stress in my life anymore. But for sure, it's something nice to remember :)))
Toodles, that's all for today.
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| SO WHAT DOES THIS TELL YOU? |
[Sunday
August 30th, 2009 2:35pm] |
I'm too lazy to do anything right now, much less uploading pictures of us building the sandcastle under the hot sun. Weekdays are burnt just like that, and I can't do anything much about it. I would take a month leave if I could. Weekends are worst; two long blinks and it's already Monday, back to workkkkkk. I wanted to get new shelves and frames for the room, or maybe new bedsheet and new hairdo and nice nails, and perfect complexion and okay, everything ahh. Kept adding new items on my to-do list but I haven't even get down to business, not even striking out the first item. Told myself that I wanted to go to the gym during the fasting month to get a little tone up at the stomach area, but...dot dot dot. I took my weight every single day, 49.2kg, and I try to keep it that way but Mum said I should eat more. Everybody says the same thing. It's stressing, because I took atleast three years to get that curve! Korang ape tahu kan kan kan kan kan. I will be back, one love people!
p.s: this year, it's back to curls!
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| TURN OFF THE LIGHT AND KISS GOODBYE |
[Tuesday
August 18th, 2009 2:01am] |
Impromptu begins with a message. A message which gets everyone on the move, something like "I will be in town today afternoon. Keep each other updated!". It always come on Saturday morning, or sometimes on Sunday, at times on Friday night. No expectation, no nothing. The keyword is inform. We keep it tight, and lose the grip once in a while. We bring the closure, get hotmail to replace the messenger, and create a topic to heat the mouth engine. Again, no expectation there. And when we meet, we laugh like there's no tomorrow.
Impromptu means totally unprepared, performed on the spur of the moment, but this distinction has been all lost but impromptu conveys unrehearsed remarks or performance with an element of surprise.
Impromptu shall be my bestfriend, my heart and my soul.
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| SENIBONG TRIP |
[Sunday
August 9th, 2009 8:09pm] |
I almost forgot all about my mom's birthday and gave in my attendance to a nearby trip for seafood. I know, how could I. I had to bring forward the trip to the next following day, and everyone went 'dirahhhhhhhhhhhhhh'. Though there was a last minute of Plan B, everything went pretty smooth. You still owe us dessert hor! We dressed up too bo-chap, trying to fit in the Johore crowd tapi makeup tetap maintain eh hahaaa irritating. Ate to our fullest, fuck care about looking like a true Singaporean, and I didn't know how to crash that darn crab. I needed my dad there, to do the crab-ing business for me but nobody wanted to be like my dad, not even him. So they suggested that I should just stick to crab stick instead. Rightttttttttt people, till our next trip in October!
p.s: sesiapa plan pergi Bali, confirm minta kene pump nya!
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| CHIBEIIIIIIIII |
[Sunday
July 26th, 2009 1:17pm] |
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You always pissed me off.
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| YOU GOT ME TRIPPING, ONCE AGAIN |
[Tuesday
July 21st, 2009 1:22am] |
When I think of memories, I often picture myself lying under the huge raintree, looking up and smiling over polaroid photos hung freely among the branches. They twirls each time the wind blows and you couldn't help smiling because each photo tells a different story. I don't own a private property nor do I have my own land with a raintree. I wish I could, though. I will build a white swing and let my thoughts run wild. Now this is the side effect of watching too much of Taylor Swift. Excuse me for all those. Come on, afterall which girl hates the camera. I told him if he ever dares to sell off his Konica Minolta, there won't be any other Canon or Lumix or Nikon, seriously. We ended up with Pastamania and Subway on the green hill, and he took lots of potraits, mainly compromises of me, syiokkkkkk but menyampah. Played the game enjit enjit semut siapa sakit naik atas which he tried to be a bitch and pinched my hand like a bitchy guy. He always do that, together with the game pepsi cola one two three. Like of course he will win with that huge thumb. You have no idea how a day can really talk some true sense into you. It makes you feel as though the sky is smiling at you, that for once you live at your highest spirit and breathe for the right reason diamlaaaaaaaa. I want to start growing long hair again, cheesy.
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| EVERYONE'S WORTH SOMETHING |
[Saturday
July 18th, 2009 1:54am] |
Time check, 1.54am. I can't sleep I keep telling myself it's friday night and everyone should be up for at least till 3 in the morning. No one is up and almost everyone is asleep. Even my younger sister decided to ditch me tonight and sleep with the elder sister in the other room. What a mover! Maybe I should just watch any random dvd, or music videos on youtube, or do another round of gossip girls, or probably just close my eyes and start counting. These eyes are tired and I actually fell asleep on the bike just now. I don't know how many times my visor hit the back of his helmet. Boy you should really slow down on your pickup or one day, I might just lose that grip and fly back. I told him I want to have a picnic later at Botanic Garden and have takeaway Pastamania. We could enjoy the scenery, take neverending photos, gossip, crack stupid jokes and probably, roll down the slope okay kidding. I am planning for a nearby gateway before the month of Ramadhan. What a shame I totally forgot 25th is my mum's birthday. Blame the work. It's taking half of my life and everyone is getting sick. I need a breather.
Let's just sleep. Goodnight y'all.
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