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Today is pictorial day just cause.


Graduation Day. Not mine at least. Didn't plan to run into those guys. I forgot why I was with Rad, but anyways, she wanted to snoop around the graduation area. Before that she was sayin' somethin' like,"If we bump into them, confirm ketawer tergolek-golek". Translation: "confirm roll on the floor laughing", which I think we did =X



This one's the TPJC Fashion Show. If I'm not mistaken it's called Utopia. Some yearly thingy. And the theme was 'Noir'. I know it's French but I can't remember for what. I think it's white. The Arts Club alumni designed the clothes themselves with the theme Gothic. Kinda impressive I must say. Which also explains why Sarah and Faisal are dressed like that. Oh yeah, the in-house band was playing a song by myWrites. Didn't know it was that mainstream, but good to know =)



This was dinner at Lau Pa Sat on Saturday.

From (L-R): Fried rice, Chilli Crab, Satay.

After so long I get to eat crab. Though it wasn't as meaty as it was supposed to be. Is $20 for Chilli Crab expensive?



This was at Settler's Cafe. Had a good time there, though I think we were kinda annoying the staff over there cos' we were changing games every 2-3 rounds.



I just chanced upon this picture so just added it in. Isn't she a doll =X

Hellllloooooo!

Wooooohooooo!

Okay, apologies for the 'hyper-ness'. I think I'm high on adrenaline or somethin'.

Woohoo!

So anyways, I went to school to attend BTM lecture. Blame myself for not listening attentively to last week's lecture that'd announced that there was no lecture the next week.

Fortunately for me there were 'kambing-s' to accompany me.

Talking to the 'makcik cleaner was fun. Especially bout' the 'Jibrail' thingy. Omg. Hands down! Sarcasm rocks my socks =D Oh yeah, Malay 'peribahasa' is so not my thing. Most people proficient in the language would have been able to decipher the whole phrase with the main subjects. For me, you've to even act out the adverbs and what not. Now ain't that a b****.

Attended Sarah's and Faisal's runway show.

There's this lass, kinda popular on Kid's Central 'whatzhername'. Oh yah, Kim. She was there. (Like duh, she's from the school) Not really like some diva as I thought her to be. Oooo, and I think the new VP is too hot to be a VP =X

Fashionistas.

The designs were mostly goth, some eccentric, some peculiar.

(I should take more pictures)

At the end of it all, had dinner with Preet and Ching.

I'm too high to be studying. Somethin' is wrong with me.

An episode more of both Grey's Anatomy and Heroes to go and I'll be done with watchin' all the season finales.

So until then, it's no more being mesmerized by Warrick Brown's eyes. No more wondering to myself how a guy like Dean Winchester could exist in reality. No more being amused by the silly antics of Marc James.

Until fall that is.

I wonder when Private Practice is going to debut though. And that new dramedy starring Lucy Liu.



I've been listening to the music of Elvis, Abba, Ritchie Valens and Grease. It's like I'm bringing the 50's and 70's out of me. Sounds from back then. Simple, yet puts you in the mood. Whatever happened to old-fashioned, feel-good music one may wonder.



Bus rides are a good way for socialization, and I don't mean the kind where you go up to a total stranger and make a fool of oneself. I'm talking bout' the rides you actually don't have to take, yet you still take them nevertheless 'cos you just wanna talk to a certain someone. Could be a good friend, or just someone you just got acquainted with. But mostly, it's the former.

Big groups of people are fun, but at the end of the day, it's those one-to-one talks that matter. 'Cos that's when you'd probably let loose and just talk. Talk bout' stuff. The deeper stuff. That's why they call it 'heart-to-heart' talks.

And then you take the bus ride home. You ponder over the things that were said. You listen to the music playing on your iPod. You watch the surroundings just pass by. You feel a sense of serenity.

I made a $50 bet with Brown today. I'm so sure I'll uphold but as he said, "You'll never know what may happen".

Sometimes you feel like giving up,
and it seems that the whole world is against you.

But you see, things happen for a reason,
and I believe people are the way they are for a reason.

Each person has a part in this thing we call life.

So don't push them away; embrace them.
Heck, give yourself a smile.

'Cos there's more to life than you think there ever was.

Once you have been tagged, you have to write a blog with 10 weird random things, facts, or habits about yourself. At the end, you choose 5 peope to be tagged, list their names and why you choose them. Don't forget to leave a comment that says "you're tagged" on their profile and tell them to read your latest blog entry. =)

Random No.1

I get a lil' irritated when people type using the 'big small big small" style i.e. aBcDeFg (it's alr driving me nuts typing that)

Random No.2

I've a fetish for all things leather =D

Random No.3

I wish I was born few years earlier so that I could meet my paternal grandparents.

Random No.4

I neither hate or love pets.

Random No.5

I don't show excitement or enthusiasm easily.

Random No.6

I've been telling myself to wear less black, but in fact, I feel the most comfortable wearing black.

Random No.7

The more I make fun of you, the more I care bout' you.

Random No.8

I can go a month w/o eating ice cream, a week w/o eating chocolate.

Random No.9

I sometimes feel the oldest amongst the siblings.

Random No.10

The 1st novel (not counting Enid Blyton) I read was The Firm by John Grisham. That was way back in P5.

I'm not going to do the 5 people thingy. Lols.

So here I am, officially 19 years young.

3rd May

Had only 1 lecture for the day. Was supposed to meet Julie & Asy (abbreviation: AJ) in school at 11, but who would have thought lecture ended 20 minutes earlier (I knew I did) Mocha cake compliments of Sam and YL (Though I'm not that sure if the latter did actually share for the cake. Lols). Fast forward. Got some groceries from NTUC. Cooked lunch Italiano style, and no, I don't have pics =X

I shan't rub anythin' in about hanging computers as much as I'd really love to.

Julie went off at 4, APPARENTLY to meet her parents. Me and Asy fell asleep on the sofa. I don't know if it was the rainy weather or that Janice Dickinson simply bore us to sleep. So after 1.5 hours of sleep and getting some cleaning done in the kitchen, she came back. Everythin' was supposed to be as normal. And so I thought.

Out of the blue, there was a herd of 'kambing' (sheep) in the dining area with balloons =\

And what did I do?

I ran into the toilet =X

NY Pizza. Lemonade. AI. Unwrapping of newspapers. Yesssa. Inside, so mua =D

The 'kambing-s' left after 'Parental Guidance', which I thought was kinda sweet; I meant the show.

Met Sarah near my place. Passed me the present from Monisha (I chose the angel by the way), and we talked for quite some time.

Soon after, me and AJ returned back to my place to cut the cake. "Pandai eh, after all dah balik baru potong kek". (Transaltion: Smart eh, after all have left then cut the cake)

Fast forward. Me and Julie walked Asy home, blowing bubbles, deprived of childhood.

We watched 'The Phone'. Not scary at all cos' no one made a fool of themselves screaming =X

I finally slept at around 3 in the morning.

4th May

School started at 9. Lessons till 5. Was tryin' to stay awake throughout the day. Well-wishers all round. Bumped into Husna! "Rindu seh". Had dinner with Penny at Tam Central. So much for being the birthday girl. I sent her home -_-''

So technically I kinda celebrated my birthday a day earlier. Lols.

So yeah, there's so many to thank.

Julie: Thanks for the surprise party. Really appreciate it. And where in the world did you get the picture for the card?!

Asy: Thanks for ganging up with me against Julie =X

Kambing-2 i.e. Rad, Sue, 'Ain, Nadiah N., Aqilah: Thanks for the surprise. Wait, thanks for the shock and giving me the task of unwrapping layers =\

Han & Kal: Thanks for chipping in.

Monisha: Thanks for the angel.

Sarah: Thanks for taking time out to pass the presents and talk like how we always do ;-)

Jasmine: 4-way wisher. Props woman! Sms. Face to face. Friendster comment. Birthday card.

Munirah: Thanks for the chocolate.

Sam & YL: Thanks for the cake.

Penny: Thanks for spending the night with me.

(in a somewhat no particular order): Xian, Socks, Neh, Fung, JieSi, Kev, Ahmad, Jhon, Shahirah, Nad Z., Jaspreet, Ces, Deidra, JingMei, Xue Wei, Casey, Husna. Thanks for Sms wishes.

Nick, Loretta, Jan, Rabia, JM, WJ: Thanks for the Net wishes.

And coursemates who wished me. Thanks =)

With that, I shall retreat back to my sanctuary; my bed.

So my parents have been overseas for 1 week now. Another week to go. At times I think I can make with them, at times I don't.

The good thing's that there's not much noise around the house.

The bad thing's that the laundry is piling up, no home cooked food, no one to nag at me to have breakfast before I leave for school. And I find myself not staying home as much as I need to.

You know, I do regret not eating at home as often as I should. Nothin' tastes as good as home-cooked food; not even instant noodles and fast food.

I miss Dad. Though the only things we talk bout' are serious stuff, he keeps me sane and grounded. He encourages me to be independent and learn. I get the feeling he expects good things out of me. To know how to fix tangible things when they're broken, to carry out various transactions at the bank. Nevertheless, he doesn't stress me out. It's like as long as I've tried my best, he's contented. That's why I never want to disappoint him.

It was like a week before the TP test. He'd asked me if I was confident of passing, and I gave him a vague answer. He even added that even if I didn't make it the 1st try, he could still afford to keep the car longer. You see, he's getting posted to Jeddah again for another 3 years, and since my 1st bro has his own car, and no one else in the family is in the process of getting a driver's license, the car will be mine. Maybe most would think that my primary motivation of passing on the 1st try was to own the car, but in actual fact, it's not. It's the thought of making Dad proud that is.

When I broke the news to Dad over the phone right after I got my driving results, it was probably one of the few times that I knew Dad was proud of me. Even when I got my 'O' Level results, I didn't feel it (though my results weren't that much to be all celebratory to begin with).

2-3 months later he'll be flying off again. I wish he could stay longer.

He works hard to give the family a good life (though he has still yet changed to an LCD TV) and yeah, he's the last person I'd want to disappoint.

They say the mate you'll find may be a 'reincarnation' of your father, which to me, holds a whole lot of truth.
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Quick Recap of the past few days

Friday: Lectures. Pentas 07' viewing. Nadi kecoh-ness at KFC's. Kung Pow with Sarah over at my place.

Saturday: Practical lesson. Met up with 4/5 of Abyss + Lynette & Ching. Last minute shopping within the last hour of closing time. When I went out, I thought of buying nothing. When I went home, I brought back a Levi's tee and a pair of Gap jeans which needs altering. Yu Ling is good for conducting QC.

Sunday: Practical lesson. Tutorials. Watched downloaded shows i.e 30 Rock, CSI:LV, Ugly Betty, Supernatural.

Monday: TP Test (If you hadn't realised by now, I passed on my 1st try with 16 points. Could have been 8 if not for the woman who appeared out of nowhere) SAPM Tutorial. Drew up financial reports. Lunch for the SWCC people. Met Neh. Again, never thought of buying anythin when I went to Bugis. Went home with a bag =\ Guided a man to his destination i.e. SOKA all the way from the Interchange. Had my 1st feel of my brother's car. Had dinner with bro at the prata stall. Couldn't bear to look when bro drove 120km/h with the windows open and loud music blaring like some Ah Beng wannabe.

Today: Met Su Ling. Dinner at the airport. On the hunt for some B&J's ice cream. Dinner (again) with bro at Mac's.

Now there, isn't class politics a bitch.

And don't have any funny ideas that I can bring any of you around just as yet. I still can't park w/o the aid of the poles =\