Saturday, July 11, 2009.
UGHH.I am so damn confused, on POA. D:
shit laaaaa. I was given something that I did not touch before?
not really touch la, but there are adjustments to be done, i can actually cook up two methods. D:
with DIFFERENT answers! if it was the same than it is fine la. at least i know i am safe. D:
but i am NOT. arghhh. and my poa teacher will not be awake!
well, she will be, but it is rude.
to ask abt such things at the wee hours of the night. well, not really. it is only 10 mintues past 12.
anyhow, thats it i wanna post. (:
hahaha, nights and sweet dreams! (gonna turn in before reading few things.)
p.s
oh, it is offically 40 days to prelims and 60 days to N level. :D countdown!
{ 12:09 AM }
Friday, July 10, 2009.
GOODBYE AISHU!!! EVEN THOUGH I DUNNO ABT YOU MUCH. (otherthanyoumakingalotofnoiseinclassandactingstupidandsuch.)BUT I WILL STILL MISS YOU!!!!! TAKE CAREEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
HAVE MUCH IN INDIA, OH , INDONESIA!!!!
TAKE CARE!!! DON MAKE ENEMIES LIKE YOU DID WITH MY CLASS WHEN YOU FIRST ARRIVED!
TAKE CARE! DON FALL SICK!!!
AIDEUUUU!!!! (yes!onelessloudmouthisout,onlyiftheotherslefttoo.)
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WARNING!
WARNING! WALL OF TEXT AHEAD, FULL OF MY CRAP! ABOUT MY STUPIDITY AT HOME! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! YOUR BRAIN CELLS WILL CURL INTO THEMSELVES AND DIE! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! PROCEED WITH CAUTION! HAVE AN OXYGEN TANK BESIDE YOU! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!
WARNING!~
hahahha, i am so damn mean. :D anyhow, i realised something.
I HAVE NO LIFE! D:
I am so darn bored, done using the com and everything, and nothing is on tv, and i read finished all the books I have, giving them a thorough reading twice.
so while watching women on tv complain about the after effects abt pregnancy.
I decided to get rid of my stomach and thigh fats.
and no i am not anorexic. i do have stomach. D:
those lines when you sit down, they budge out, and my thigh needs shaping. (ithink)
so anyhow, while watching those women laugh like hyena's, i started to do crunches.
than i moved to sit ups, than jumping.
for the jumping i only did five. D: i tried doing what my older sister does everything to get taller.
touching the top of the door each time she jumped, but when i did that, i touched the celing.
I didn't even need to tip toe to touch the top. D:
and i stupidly forgot i didn't want to get anymore taller.
so i moved onto surfing!!!
and no, no waves or such. singapore waves is far too small.
my uncle won the surfing broad thing, the osim one, for free. and he is old, so he gave it to us youngsters.
but we did not touch it till my mom decided to go crazy on packing the house, again.
and i realised such a thing actually existed. so I went hyper and ask my mom to let me play with it.
it is fun! :D though i wanted to bend my knees 90 degress, to tone my legs, which my mom said will help.
you all should know right? bending your knees 90 against the wall is hard, but doing it on a broad that is moving so darn fast and holding that position for 10 minutes will make you feel like you are crippled.
(i now admire those surfers with their amazing packs.)
and guess how long did i hold out?
two pathetic minutes.
HAHAHAHA, i know. stupid.
anyhow, the worse happened, my thighs started to get numb and lactic acid decided to kick it. (biooo)
so i started to jump around, and in the air, bending my knees. so as to stretch the muscles that were cramping up.
it didn't worked, and i hate cramps, so i started to do all sort of stretches that will stretch your legs muscles.
and i was stretching the wrong one, instead of my thighs, i was doing my calves. D:
so i bend my knees 90 degrees again, leaning against the wall, trying to read my book.
but failed, only managing to remain in that position for 5 minutes.
anyhow, i managed to stop the cramp. :D
than, i moved on to my arm.
I am forbidden to lift anything heavy, but since it has been. what? two months? since the op.
I decided to go for it. lifting the women's hand bells.
and it was the stupidest thing to do ever.
er... will not go to details, but it started to hurt. so i was like,
' friggin' shit. it is long healed! why does it still hurt?! '
than i got all pissed, so i went to do more crunches till my stomach muscle started to cramp,
so to stop it from cramping, i did er... the bridge thing?
you lay on the bed and push yourself up using your legs and arms.
and yeah, so here i am, smelly and sticky, needing to take another bath.
oh, and the horror people. because of my stupid bangs, which i wanted side fringe.
i now have 39 pimples on my bloody forehead. D:
and there are all so DAMN SMALL. and it is like a friggin town!
LIKE A BLOODY PIMPLE CITY ON MY FOREHEAD!
LIKE THERE IS A FREAKING PIMPLE PARTY! (nooffensetothosewithpimplesfirsttimegettingsomanyinoneshot.RELAX.)
and i just realised ya not supposed to scrub your face too hard. D:
I didn't know! seriously!
and i think it got worse cause when i scrubbed my forehead, using those facial wash with the walnut shell, and using the er... bony part of your palm? beneath the middle of your palm, that one.
to scrub my forehead, super hard.
lols.
anyhow, wall of text. :D super hyper, and i don wanna do my homework, even though the little voice in my head is nagging at me to finish all my homework and start on my bio revision.
but no way, not now. well, there is a high chance though. D: i got lots of work. LOTS.
and next week is all staying back after sch for remedial and after that i got to travel to bleeding bugis for maths tuition and come home for poa tuition. D:
monday- maths, half an hour break and will end at 5? than go home for poa tuition.
tuesday- NOTHING!!!!
wednesday- science, '' '' '', than go to bugis for maths.
thursday- NOTHING.
friday- ss '' '' '', then go home for poa tuition again.
but oh, there is a high chance of me staying back in sch on tues and thurs.
if i were to come home i will do nothing but stupid stuff like today if not sleep, computer or tv.
so yeah. :D
anybody interested in staying back with me? or go to someone's house to study?
as in seriously studying, not play.
oh, and chinese MUST be better than mine. need to practise my disgusting horrendous terrible chinese. :D
okay. typed too much. xD
BYEEEEEE.
p.s
I AM SOOO HIGHHHH!!!! WEEEEEEEEEEEE.
p.p.s
told ya it was stupid. :P
{ 5:23 PM }
Tuesday, July 7, 2009.
YAY!! I GOT MY IPOD TOUCH!and who cares if it is touch screen! it is AWESOME.
I was so upset when it didn't comg yesterday, which was supposed to.
and my sister was equally upset and pissed because we were like,
' the mac laptop is coming today!!! ' -her.
' my ipod touch is coming today!!! ' -me.
oh, reason as to why i suddenly got this.
i er... kinda broke my sister's laptop? hahaha.......
er... her battery kinda went crazy at me?
so my mom realised there was this student promo thing at apple.
and you get a ipod touch along with it, and my sis didn't want it, so she gave it to me. :D
happiness!
though i am struggling now as to what to do. D:
and my blue book is rather clean. D: and i am too excited to do it. D:
ughhh. got to get working on it now.
and the itunes is taking awfully longgggggg. D:
ughhhhhhhhh.
anyhow, got another blog. D:
and my writing sucks, my sis said that. bad bad badddddd. D:
no depth and no real... feelings in it.D:
thats bad. D: ugh.
p.s
ipod touch~
{ 10:25 PM }
Friday, July 3, 2009.
I HAVE B.O!!!!!and if i had for a long time and nobody told me.
I WILL KILL YOU FOR NOT TELLING ME I STINK!
NOOOO!!!!!
I STINK!
I STINK!
I STINK!!!!!!!
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
p.s
I AM GONNA DO WHATEVER I CAN TO NOT HAVE B.O!
{ 4:24 PM }
Thursday, July 2, 2009.
I am not some fucking Cinderella.you can't expect me to not get angry with my younger sister for being so damn rude to my grandmother, and for 'sleeping' on the dining table, not listening to me and for taking up so much damn space, and oh, littering on the floor, where she sleeps.
it is amazing.
i daresay my grandmother has the patience of a saint.
because my patience is thin as a thread when it comes to my younger sister.
and yeah, no surprise here, younger sister and family again.
and yeah, no surprise here too, i fought with her, again.
and guess what?
i got so pissed, at least i was in the right state of my mind, telling myself not to hit her.
so i took the cane took three steps back, and shouted at her,
'don touch me, or i will hit you so badly, you will not be able to walk the next day.'
but the thing is, she being stupid, wailing her head off saying it is my fault was disturbing her sleep when she was supposed to be studying.
wanted to grab my hands and bite, pinch me, and kept screaming in my face.
if you look it at another person side point of view, the scene will look hilarious even.
a teenager backing away with the cane as the defense, and a primary sch kid wailing and screaming her head off, trying to grab the teenager's arms.
but than, my dad stood in, and i had to back off.
i may hit my sister, but no bloody hell am i gonna let him touch her.
if you think i am worse, see my dad.
and yeah, so when i get so darn pissed, with so many homework, and housework to do.
where do all my raging anger go?
house chores.
i take my anger out on the pitiful vacuum and mop.
in return, i get a very clean house.
and it is good. (: cause i won't break anything.
though i broke the vacuum once and few wardrobes.
but other than that. everything lived, cept for the ants, dust and litters.
like i said, i am not some fucking Cinderella.
who hum and sings songs cheerfully and cry in the meadow after being bullied by some evil stepsisters.
and be rescued in a knight with shining amour riding a white horse and a fat fairy god mother who is clumsy enough to lose her wand.
and oh, no such thing as a glamorous ball.
so people, think twice before calling me cinderalla or adam-ralla, or whatever shit kay? (:
i am not so kind like that lady in a fictional story.
sides, happy endings don exist.
only in death, which is heaven, but it does not stop there. not yet.
and yeah. (:
i feel better already! woohooo!
bye people. shall do my history, sch and tuition poa homework, physics and english. (:
== and i dread waking up so early. ughhhh. exhaustion kills.
p.s
bullshit man!
{ 9:32 PM }
narcissism.
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materialist.
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