i walked around a food centre before settling on what to eat today. there's this stall selling halal beef beehoon soup.

the auntie doesn't speak english so i thought it's a good opportunity for me to flaunt my mandarin. this is how the conversation goes.

fat guy : auntie, yi ge beef and beef ball chu mee fen tang.. bu yao.. err.. youtiao..

YOUTIAO. i didn't know where that came from. the auntie looked at me and burst out laughing.

auntie : bu yao dou ya shi ma!? haha

fat guy : ah dui! dou ya..

i couldn't stop laughing at myself.

anyways a speech-impaired guy came to my house with lots of dolls. he was asking for donation. his situation is already so disheartening. what's more sad is that we couldn't afford to buy it. so my mum gave him 2 bucks.

it hurts seeing my family's current state. we have to scrimp and save unlike other families who can get anything anytime they want. how i wish i could earn big bucks, buy new clothes for my sis and mum, settle my dad's arreared bills and help my brother get the cellphone he's always wanted but have no choice but to give up the thought of owning it.

i just hope they can wait for a few more years. i'm sure i will make big bucks in 10 years to come. i'm sure of that. i'm not bragging. i'm just being confident. I WILL MAKE BIG BUCKS!

goodnight world.

i've think things through thoroughly before coming up with a decision.

i don't wanna fret on everything that's long past.

i don't wanna keep blaming myself for everything that's happened.

nothing i do and nothing you do could undo everything that's happened.

nothing i say and nothing you prolly want me to say could make me part of your life again.

so i'm gonna leave it all behind and revel in the moment.

i've hurt you deeply, i'm fully aware of that.

but you're part of my past.

and i don't want guilt to haunt me..

so BYE.

anyways my sis is trying hard to lose some fats. she's not that fat actually. personally i think that girls look fugly if they're so skinny. so a little fat is okay.

her determination to shed some pounds really spurred me. i seriously need to exercise more. but even if i double the time i set for exercise, it would get nowhere because i'm highly susceptible to foods = fats.

I NEED EXTREME MAKEOVER!!

*a girls first time*


(Assume you are a girl if you are a boy)

It's your first time.

As you lie back your muscles tighten.

You put him off for a while searching for an excuse, but he refuses to be swayed as he approaches you.

He asks if you're afraid and you shake your head bravely.

He has had more experience, but it's the first time his finger has found the right place.

He probes deeply and you shiver; your body tenses; but he's gentle like he promised he'd be.

He looks deeply within your eyes and tells you to trust him - he's done this many times before.

His cool smile relaxes you and you open wider to give him ;more room for an easy entrance.

You begin to plead and beg him to hurry, but he slowly takes his time, wanting to cause you as little pain as possible.

As he presses closer, going deeper, you feel the tissue give way; pain surges throughout your body and you feel the slight trickle of blood as he continues.

He looks at you concerned and asks you if it's too painful.

Your eyes are filled with tears but you shake your head and nod for him to go on.

He begins going in and out with skill but you are now too numb to feel him within you.

After a few moments, you feel something bursting within you and he pulls it out of you, you lay panting, glad to have it over.

He looks at you and smiling warmly, tells you, with a chuckle; that you have been his most stubborn yet most rewarding experience.

You smile and thank your dentist.

After all,it was your first time to have a tooth pulled.

Naughty, Naughty!

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anyway i browsed soundclick yesterday night and i'm surprised to know that there are heaps of talented singers out there from all sorts of genres who are so much better than the existing signed singers like bitchy britney and most of the mando pop singers. ahahs. i like chinese songs much as i like malay songs and english songs. but ninetyninepercent of the mando pop singers are like shite. the only singer i think is really good is jay CHOI. he's damn good.. and his songs are so interesting that once you hear it, you want to hear it again.

gu shi de xiao huang hua, cong chu sheng na nian jiu piao zhe...

malay pop is okay. it's not bad but not very good too. the composers just stick to the same kind of tune, the same kind of melody. there is a notable difference between the english melody and the malay melody and if all malay composers use the english melodies, malay songs would be so much better and nicer to hear. right now i think only SITI NURHALIZA'S and RUFFEDGE'S songs are damn good.

school'll be commencing in just a few hours and my sis still hasn't complete her assignments. she's so stressed up. she's been doing homeworks EVERYDAY. and there's band practise almost EVERYDAY from 7 in the morning to 6 in the afternoon.

shoutout to all schools,

how do you expect your students to complete their assignments if the make up lessons and cca shites take up 2/3 of your students' time, leaving them a mere 1/3 of their time to complete your stacks of assignments. have you no brain? i know what's in your mind now. you must be thinking that assignments are good for your students and that it actually act as a revision too. but this is too much. holidays are meant for students to rest and take a break and return to school with a more-ready-to-study spirit. but looking at the amount of assignments you give, students just don't have the spirit to come to school anymore. they're dead beat even before school commences. is that what you want? to you, assignments are good but to the students, it just take up their time to rest and have fun with family and friends. it's not like they don't do self revision.

singapore will be filled with ting tong teenagers, whom you claimed will take singapore to a higher level in near future. will you be satisfied only if all the teenagers here become ting tong? will you be satisfied only after you ruin all the students' spirits to live on? will you be satisfied only after more and more suicide cases because of overstress happen?

WAKE UP SCHOOLS, WAKE UP!

and i bet all the teachers are having a great time during the holidays. don't tell me you have to go to school everyday and complete your so-little works. IT'S A EXTREMELY SILLY EXCUSE YOU FAGGOTS. and even if it's true, it's not as stressful as the students because the teacher's room is air conditioned, giving the teacher a better environment to work in. teachers can do anything they want, eat and drink in the teacher's room and chit chat all the way.

TO THE PRINCIPAL,

how do you even know your teachers are not stressed up? they vent all their frust by scolding students and finding faults you moron. and how come students cannot talk back? because they're older and wiser than the students? oh shit. to me, once the teacher scold us and embarass us infront of other students, he/she loses all the little respect i have toward him/her. TELL YOUR TEACHERS TO BE MORE CONSIDERATE AND CARE FOR THE STUDENTS' FEELINGS. and one more thing, they work just for cash.

i don't know if im gonna get into trouble by saying this but it's from the bottom of my heart. we need school, but school tortures us. but we still need it. let us brave through school and come out as winners. get that friggin certificate!

i spent literally an hour to create this layout. I CREATED IT MYSELF OKAYS. it's so dark and...messy. but who cares?

 i wrote a whole chunk of entry last night only to realise that it couldn't be posted because xanga was having some technical problem shite. so i'm gonna post it now before any technical shite happens again. hmm i was watching extreme makeover last night with my mum and sis and it occurred to me how shallow human can be, judging others from the outside. you know you see in dramas the bitchy female cast with the ohlookatmecosimsogeorgeous attitude look down on someone uglier than her. it hurts to say but it really happens in reality.

to those bitchy peeple,

what's wrong with you? what are you trying to prove? that you're the most georgeous bitch around? *BARF* beauty glows naturally, you don't need to flaunt it. and why're you looking down on others? you won't look as georgeous once it's your turn to rest in the coffin, trust me. unless you die at a young age lah. but still, you will definitely look pale. so fugly! then you'll regret flaunting your short lasting looks and not having a beautiful heart.

and i don't understand why some girls just love to be labelled BITCH. they can walk on the street with that bitchy expression on the countenance as if the aura around her is all filled with bitchiness. oh man WAKE UP YOU STINKY BITCH! it isn't something to be proud of, really. you're such a letdown to your parents you faggots. now you've made my blood go upstairs you know! and i swear i will explode if it goes any higher. it's rather imprudent to continue about the bitch thingy. so forget it..