Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Hi myself,
apparently no one visits this sad blog anymore.
Well myself, who do i have to blame but you, myself
because well obviously you stopped blogging.
Why would anyone still persistently visit
if they knew all they would be staring at would be the same bloody
page with the same bloody words.
It would be silly, i, you, myself wouldn't do it.
Anyway, i'll blog not in an attempt or revive this blog,
although im obviously secretly hoping it works,
but to pen down my reminiscent thoughts.
So i was digging through my box of stuff because i was looking for a passport picture i took
a year ago that i will probably be needing tomr for my college application.
Then , i found this worn out, folded like what 5 times into a small rectangular shape paper.
I peeled it opened and discover that it is this joke that i had Zatilah copy down for me
from a joke book we read in class during reading period instead of actual books. lol
But anyways, its the fart joke, im sure i've posted this on my blog about like at least five times
and its so old, its not funny anymore.
but im only writing about it because its soo full of memories.
Like seriously, as i read the oh so familiar but not quite joke,
pictures and flashbacks of the fourth floor light blue walled classroom came into a flurry.
I loved my seat. I was in the second row of the second column in class with Zatilah next to me.
It was like the best position.
I could still be in the eye of the teachers, not that it did anything,
and still have Meizhen to talk with just the slight turn of my back.
And all the sudden bursts of laughter in class with my seat partner that the class
and teachers were already used to and ignored.
Math class with Mr Wong was so unintentionally hilarious,
Mr wong is just an unintentionally funny person , and when he tries, not too much.
And Mrs Nambiar is just funny and cute because she's oblivious to things.
Ms Govind was evil, until graduation day.
Too much to list, too much to linger on.
Anyway, i'll never get over how much fun it was being a part of that class.
It was amazing.
This is probably happening because i found that sheet of paper at night while its all quiet and silent and i felt
the need to reminice and blog about it.
I did my nails at home because im sort of broke, not really
but i have to save for various other stuff like FOOD and food.
They're really gross though i have to say, NEVER get acrylic
they totally total your nail like totalling a car.
But i'll still get them from time to time just for the fun of it. lol
Yeah dont ever take my advice too so..
they're genuine but usually pretty dumb i'd say, or more so pointless.
Sometimes dangerous.
Better pointless than dangerous.
But whatever. im gonna sleep now.
ITs 1.34am and i have to get up at 5 to get ready for SMC
and drive about 25 miles, that would be around 30mins i'd say with early morning traffic.
That also means bad.
very bad.
So yeah, GOODNITEEEEE folks.
Thanks for reading not so much i know my blog.
peace
1:09 AM
Thursday, July 9, 2009
I had a dream couple of days ago that i was back in Singapore for a visit.
Though i hate myself for procrastinating because i can't really remember it anymore.
WOW, FAIL
Anyway, basically what happened was i was visiting Singapore
and surprisingly everyone was still the same.
Yay, pleasant surprise.
Yeah..thats all i remember, i think it was the highlight of the dream.
Speaking of highlights, i tried to perform some on my hair a week ago.
But i didnt have a kit, so i just dyed my entire hair.
It wasn't light at all, so the next day i dyed it again.
Probably wasn't the best idea.
My hair hasn't all fallen off, its still pretty healthy actually.
But i remember when i got my haircut couple of weeks ago, the lady told me my hair was incredibly dry.
"how do you stop getting bored of your hair color?"
Im going to google this.
I do have more to write but its 3pm
and im still in bed so....
i think i need a shower.
LATEE
2:47 PM
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Hi myself,
apparently no one visits this sad blog anymore.
Well myself, who do i have to blame but you, myself
because well obviously you stopped blogging.
Why would anyone still persistently visit
if they knew all they would be staring at would be the same bloody
page with the same bloody words.
It would be silly, i, you, myself wouldn't do it.
Anyway, i'll blog not in an attempt or revive this blog,
although im obviously secretly hoping it works,
but to pen down my reminiscent thoughts.
So i was digging through my box of stuff because i was looking for a passport picture i took
a year ago that i will probably be needing tomr for my college application.
Then , i found this worn out, folded like what 5 times into a small rectangular shape paper.
I peeled it opened and discover that it is this joke that i had Zatilah copy down for me
from a joke book we read in class during reading period instead of actual books. lol
But anyways, its the fart joke, im sure i've posted this on my blog about like at least five times
and its so old, its not funny anymore.
but im only writing about it because its soo full of memories.
Like seriously, as i read the oh so familiar but not quite joke,
pictures and flashbacks of the fourth floor light blue walled classroom came into a flurry.
I loved my seat. I was in the second row of the second column in class with Zatilah next to me.
It was like the best position.
I could still be in the eye of the teachers, not that it did anything,
and still have Meizhen to talk with just the slight turn of my back.
And all the sudden bursts of laughter in class with my seat partner that the class
and teachers were already used to and ignored.
Math class with Mr Wong was so unintentionally hilarious,
Mr wong is just an unintentionally funny person , and when he tries, not too much.
And Mrs Nambiar is just funny and cute because she's oblivious to things.
Ms Govind was evil, until graduation day.
Too much to list, too much to linger on.
Anyway, i'll never get over how much fun it was being a part of that class.
It was amazing.
This is probably happening because i found that sheet of paper at night while its all quiet and silent and i felt
the need to reminice and blog about it.
I did my nails at home because im sort of broke, not really
but i have to save for various other stuff like FOOD and food.
They're really gross though i have to say, NEVER get acrylic
they totally total your nail like totalling a car.
But i'll still get them from time to time just for the fun of it. lol
Yeah dont ever take my advice too so..
they're genuine but usually pretty dumb i'd say, or more so pointless.
Sometimes dangerous.
Better pointless than dangerous.
But whatever. im gonna sleep now.
ITs 1.34am and i have to get up at 5 to get ready for SMC
and drive about 25 miles, that would be around 30mins i'd say with early morning traffic.
That also means bad.
very bad.
So yeah, GOODNITEEEEE folks.
Thanks for reading not so much i know my blog.
peace
»1:09 AM
Thursday, July 9, 2009
I had a dream couple of days ago that i was back in Singapore for a visit.
Though i hate myself for procrastinating because i can't really remember it anymore.
WOW, FAIL
Anyway, basically what happened was i was visiting Singapore
and surprisingly everyone was still the same.
Yay, pleasant surprise.
Yeah..thats all i remember, i think it was the highlight of the dream.
Speaking of highlights, i tried to perform some on my hair a week ago.
But i didnt have a kit, so i just dyed my entire hair.
It wasn't light at all, so the next day i dyed it again.
Probably wasn't the best idea.
My hair hasn't all fallen off, its still pretty healthy actually.
But i remember when i got my haircut couple of weeks ago, the lady told me my hair was incredibly dry.
"how do you stop getting bored of your hair color?"
Im going to google this.
I do have more to write but its 3pm
and im still in bed so....
i think i need a shower.
LATEE
»2:47 PM
I realized how fun it is to look back on past happenings. So for future's sake, here we go