gaah.

okay, what is with guys and their male egos? argh. just had a family gathering the other day & all the males were all over themselves. (please dont think that way okay. i know what you're thinking. -raise eyebrows. hmmm...) as in they were obsessed with themselves. i dont know if its a case of you know the differences of opinions from males & females. but its just wrong. gaah.

okay anyway, forget the guys. we should be worshipping ourselves. =)) sorry, not been bloggsing for dont know how many weeks. the freaking panda came to find shelter in my dear tablet. it loved it too much it didnt want to leave so they had to reformat my whole c drive. haish... oh well... at least i got my tablet back.

oh today during dance, we had to sun the da tous(big heads. xD), so we put them all in one line outside the whole facing the parade square. it looked absolutely freaky okay. looked like beheaded people. 0.o. haha. funny. & then got cut by the dear box. =(

kay, shall attemot to use explorer to change my blogskin since some people complain they dont use mozilla & the words look screwed on explorer. lalala~

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i've seen people bleed to know they still exist in this world. over and over again. i've seen all these bombings and suffering all over the news. i've seen a child, begging so sorrowfully on the streets. its not uncommon, but its the look of his when a stranger just walks by without even looking at him, thats what hurts.

is this really what we've been working so hard for? for the future to be this way? don't tell me im immature, call me naive for all i care. i dont care how much u criticize me or whatever. because this is how much the world means to me now. why isit that i can watch my friends cut themselves, that i can watch people kill their own kind, that i can bear to see a kid of five or six begging for food just to survive. dont you get it?

when i was young, well younger, i used to dream of these wild aspirations, i wanted to be the next president of singapore, a singer, a actress, a doctor, a lawyer or a whatever else you can think of. but when i reached secondary school, everything didnt matter anymore. it wasnt about being the first female president of singapore, or the doctor or lawyer stuff. it was just about getting through each day. every single day. (i really dont mean to pull down anyone's spirit about being a doctor or lawyer okay, & im sorry if i did.)

because when i was younger, everything seemed so near. like i could do whatever i wanted. & then year by year, there's people telling you "you cant do that, it wont bring you anywhere!" or "please stop kidding yourself." and the "you'll never make it anywhere like that!". so when exactly did my childhood fantasy end? & what happened to everything being so perfect & simple & so possible.

thats how much the world means to me.

sec 1 orientation!

everyone just slacked the whole day today. we had home econs which we stoned through, pe which we just sat through, music which we didnt even have & was chased back to class. who could have asked for a better day? -_-"... at least we got to sit up in the gallery during assembly. thats like the best thing that happened during school hours. hmmm...

anyway, enough about that. ate lunch then stoned, then went to junior class & almost died of suffocation. 0.0... there's practically no ventilation in their class. we were like struggling to breathe. -.-... went to the MPR at 3 for dance. rehearsed once there & did loads of other stuff, then we had dinner which... oh never mind... so we had dinner then rehearsed once in the parade square. oh & my poor feet! its getting tortured. haish. there's like cuts & blisters all over it. =(...

before our performance, the anklung people who were behind us started singing "you are my sunshine" so we started singing all the high school musical songs. haha. the band started playing "we're all in this together" & all the dancers started dancing. everyone was staring. lol... charlotte was sitting next to me when i was performing. haha, was like trying to figure out who called out my name. =) hahaha.

got high after that. then we could go home. haha. watched some of the other performers. laura called me when i was still in school. she was at the parade square & i was outside the MPR. i didn answer her phone(whoops, i didn hear it. haha.) then she smsed me to ask where i was, then i replied & told her to look up & she freaking walked away! -.-"... how nice of her. took her so long to notice where i was. haha, tut.

oh & the fire was prettie. haha. i forgot about that. went to the foyer & stoned. sec 4's arrived. haha, missed our performance. carol owes me an sms, & i owe shihui lyrics. 0.0...

get well soon jt, winnie & squishy! so many ppl getting sick. hmmm...

2007 here i come!

happy new year one & all!! okay, happy belated new year. oh what the heck. BE HAPPY! BE JOLLY! BE MERRY! okay okay, dont have to roll your eyes, im shutting up already. lalala~

the countdown ruled! not the countdown on television(like duh.) counting down with charlotte. ahahahhaha. we like created a new tradition! omg! so freaking awesome! okay so here's the conversation:

charlotte: -heard something on tv about the first scream of the year or something-
i wanna say the first bad word of the year!

me: okay!!!

charlotte : FUCK!

me: okay okay! my turn! my turn my turn my turn!(was high, cant blame. >.<) F-U-C-K!
lets make this like tradition! so every year when they countdown 10-9-8-7-6-5-4-3-2-1 HAPPY NEW YEAR! we go 3-2-1 FUCK! ahahahhahahahhahhaha!!!

charlotte -laughs hysterically-

me/charlotte (i cant rmb who said this. ahahhahaha) we must do this every year! we get everyone online & cramp everyone into one conversation & get the whole of 6peace05 to countdown 10-9-8-7-6-5-4-3-2-1 F-U-C-K!!!

ahahahahahahahaha, so that was my new year's evening. what a great way to countdown? dont you think? lol. xD we just have to think of these crazy ideas.

well thats us! xD live with it.