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Friday, July 31, 2009

I cut bangs.

No really. I cut bangs.

I CUT BANGS!

I swear, it was just a series of unfortunate events (starting from my birth 14 years ago) which led to my hair...now.
I have ceased to lay my eyes on any reflecting surface since Wednesday. D: Weiting says I look like a guy/Chai. Dew says I look like some Egpytian. XinHoon says I look like a roadside noodle seller.

I am experiencing a severe identity crisis.
Saturday, July 25, 2009


Whoo! Sexy :D

I wanna watch Half Blood Prince! D:< Apparently, I'm the only one on earth who hasn't caught it. Rawr!





Because there are some things you cannot turn a blind eye to, because everything has a limit you cannot cross.
Saturday, July 18, 2009

After our performance today, 7 people commented on my scariness when I was acting the play D:<

I went home, I stared at the mirror and reenacted the starting of Scene 3.

I've never cried harder.

Ps. They were tears of humiliation, in case you misinterpret it.
Sunday, July 12, 2009

I finally, finally got new headphones.

If I get any happier I will implode.
And die happy.
Saturday, July 11, 2009

ORAL

D:

It was one of those it's-so-easy-it-becomes-hard-to-say questions. I mean, giving up seats in MRT?

It so didn't help that I got a complete TSW-ish oral examiner. I shall like, cross my fingers for a merit or something D:

LD

Our group is doing on a play which revolves around an abusive psychotic mother.

I am the abusive psychotic mother.

Of course, it is doing nothing to help my already cynical and morbid character :D
Saturday, July 4, 2009

I am ultimately pissed by an idiot on FF.

I should just delete S&C forever.
Friday, July 3, 2009

I fiddled with my template and ended up deleting my posts :D

...Oh shoot the smiley face is wrong. Try again.

I fiddled with my template and ended up deleting my posts D:

That's more like it.

:D

But as we mourn my posts, which are now incinerated online, I must say that nothing can... smother my elation now :D Plenty of reasons, which I am more than happy to share...

1) I GOT A VERYNICEBACKPACKWHICHISLIKEAUSOMNESS :D Apparently, my mum's friend went to the Big Apple, and got me a Jansport bag worth a hundred bucks. It's like green/ blue (the debate is still ongoing; Kaising supports green and Dew the other colour). And it's free! *inner auntie surfacing* I love my crumpler very much, but it kills (killed) my back D:
Omg now we can all be backpack nerds! 8)

2) My dad didn't scold me for getting 56 for S.S :D HO!

3) I washed my pencil case! Like the really nice MYUK one that Qings/ Char got me for my birthday :D And it's nice and bubbly and light blue once again! :D:D

4) We're going to have 3 days of holidays! Inarowomg! :D

:D Face count (not inclusive of the one in this sentence: 9) And if I get it wrong, it's okay because I suck in Math as much as I suck in SS :D

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This incident occured during lit, when we were studying Shakespeare.

Bouncy: A well built, shapely figure
Me: Joanna you're bouncy!
Joanna: Thanks, you're bouncier.

:D

Currently sitting with Joanna and Cassandra. The latter goes wild whenever she talks to Yuting :D