Being Tame is Being Lame.

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Like it?

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Love it.

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I loyally

worship shaker fries

from the bottom of my heart.
~Shake shake~

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Dear Shakie,

When I met you,

I saw the way to heaven,

The path to Guan Yin Ma's arms.

You lit the candle of my life,

You warmed up the spaces of my heart.

I can see miracles because of you,

You've set my soul free.

I vow to be your most loyal follower.

Twister fries can never,

I repeat,

Never.

Replace you inside my heart.

I promised.

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Oh Hot Damn..

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I'm suffering from bad brainaches from oh-so-wicked school.

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I need a couple dosages of "Clubaspirin"...

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Beware

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Nasty evil exams are nearing.

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Damn damn..

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Hunger Pangs Hangs

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I always feel most hungry right after I brushed my teeth.

Fuck it.

I'm thinking if I should race to the fridge at the speed of light, grab a ferrero rocher, pop it into my mouth within split seconds, run back to the living room, and pretend nothing happened.
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Jumping Jerks.

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I just watched this movie, "Love of Siam" at Vivo Cinema Europa.

It's about two (VERY CUTE AND HANDSOME) teenage boys falling in love with each other.

They even kissed... French style.

How I wished it was me... Aww.

For peeps like Dion and Jt...

It may inspire you in one way or another.

Seriously, given to my high expectations for movies...

I give it two thumbs up.

I'm very particular about movies,

So you know what I mean.

Go catch it.

By the way, it's M18.

Don't get too disappointed, kiddos.
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Jack's Ass... JACKASS.

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Sunday was

Elaine's and Daddy's

PINK THEME PARTY.

We spent the whole day doing up the deco.

I did the deco outside !!

Of course, together with Dawn and Hin.









Xin finally came at idk what time.










My uncle is.... Adorable.





Elaine's friend made these for the party.







That's Dawn, LaMe and Ah yi..




The mei mei is so cute. She always look so... Aww~






My Favourite Picture Of All.

Cause my grand-uncle behind looks so hilariously extra.



Their very chio cake.





























Elaine and her friends.



And more friends...

Our cousins...

Di di and Dawn.

Jasmine and Herianto.

Just look at Rudy's coy smile.

Hin and Dawn.

I don't know what's wrong with them.

But something is wrong I know.

Jasmine and me.

Su and RINA! Rina's super cute. Super drama.

Rina was super ecstatic when she saw so many balloons.

It was as though she's high on drugs or drunk or something.

We had a hard time calming her down.

Mr. C, where are you?

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I've been really busy searching for Mr. C.

No time for blogging people.

The suspense is killing me.

My Sincere Apologies..
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Tall, Dark and Handsome.

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Tell Me, My Dearest.

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Would you rather have

smelly armpits or stinky breath?

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Pee Pee Pa Pee Poo

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Xin commented that my posts had been very elmo emo.

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I can't help it too.

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I can't seem to be able to deter irritants away from my life.

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It's like anyone is a potential irritant.

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I think it's not them.

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It's just me.

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Nasty Mean Hormones.

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EAT SOME POMEGRANATE.

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I like it when I get to see a person more clearly.


It makes moving on easier for me.


Such opportunity is hard to come by.
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nbcb.

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I don't know why am I always doing things

that eventually get no one else but myself

Pissed Off.

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So much for being nice.

Thanks.

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Stupidity Makes Me Happy

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If I ever get a tattoo.

I'll tattoo the word

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"Tattoo"

Nasty Lusty

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I don't know

how many people

enjoy doing these.

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But sometimes we'll do things

that doesn't mean anything.

It's may be just a

personal obsession or habit.

Or perhaps plain weirdness.

I love popping bubble wraps.

And I like the smell of whiteboard markers.

I'm obsessed with the sound of scissors cutting paper.

I mark and box up mozzie bites with my fingernail.

I love the smell of my left index finger.

I'm very convinced that I can smell my own nose.

I get very distracted by my nose cause it sits right between my eyes.

I have the tendency to bite on the inside of my lips.

I like to stick my fake lashes on my laptop.

I have the habit of peeling of the cracked skin on my lips.

I'll hang myself upside down when I have a headache.

I like the smell of gasoline at petrol kiosk.

Pleae tell me you do weird things too.

I just wanna make sure I'm not a freak.

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Harsh hush..

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I don't understand.

I don't like it when someone

lie to me for no reason.

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Didn't expect that ...

It's kinda hurtful and disappointing,

though it may not be something big.

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Lingering Lingerie

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I swiftly slipped a piece of dark chocolate into my mouth before I put my red wine face mask on.

Since I can't talk with my mask on,

Might as well shut up and savour some chocs..


By the way, the red wine mask is pale pink.

That's undeniably way too cute ..

It somehow smells like the jelly I used to eat when I was young.

Nice. I could almost stick my tongue out and lick the mask.


I whipped up my own dinner today.

I'm really proud of myself though it's just instant noodles.

I bet the people who know me will be pretty proud of me as well.
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My life's such a bore that the slightest thing can amuse me..

It's not that bad I guess.

When's there are cons, there'll be pros.

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Intellectual Joke

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Isobaric

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Isothermal

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Isostupid.

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Emo Elmo

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I hate being alone.

But you can always get yourself accustomed to things.

Apparently, I'd just gotten used to hating it.

I've learnt to live with it, be it voluntarily or not.

Being alone doesn't not lead to loneliness.

And loneliness is not necessarily the aftermath of being alone.

Sometimes, I'll get so sick of the constantly lingering desolation...

I've grown tired of helping others solve their problems,

with no one bothered to help me with mine.

Trying to keep their smiles in place,

while mine struggled to hang loosely.

Well, it's not like anyone could help me anyway.

Aid seems to cripple the independence I painstakingly build up.

Yet none doesn't seemed to work either.

It's easier to be the shrink than to be the opposite.


Wtfuck..
What a disgustingly
unacceptable emo post.

Argh. Leave me alone.

I have my down times too.

Suckie Duckie

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WTFuckieFuckie ?!

You know the MRT people are gonna be damn irritating like Nana and start patroling the train to and fro the cabins to issue fines to people who eat or drink, with effect from I don't know when?

HOLY GUAN YIN MA.

That's so cb to the maximum.

It doesn't bother me at all actually.

I can pop lozenges into my mouth within split seconds.

But I'll work on popping other stuff like siew mai or McNuggets.

It's the battle between

Me and the Mrt people.

Grrr..

Are you nuts? You must be.

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I forgot to remove

my make-up yesterday.

Guess what?


SHOOM SHOOM SHOOM!


Those Pimple Police arrested me in the speed of light.


I didn't do it on purpose what. Don't I deserve a second chance.


But I'm currently still remanded in custody.


My lawyer, Ms. Moisturing Mask, is trying to salvage the situation.


Hoping to lighten the sentence.


We shall see when the final verdict comes.


This is motherfuckingly frustrating.

Butt-Crack versus Cleavage.

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I've changed my photos to

Gabriele Falloppio's instead.

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Not that he looked more gorgeous than me.
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BUT.

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He invented condoms.

THAT'S SO BLOODY COOL LUH.

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Look at his hum sup face.

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Did Santa received my SMS?

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Time is just like cleavage.

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You can definitely have some

if you squeeze.

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Flip-flops make my heels crack.

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I've always thought I could flirt my way through in life.


Until I met you...


A female lecturer.

Would you rather be David or Goliath?

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HELLO HI HEY YO..
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Today.

Or rather.

Now. I'm having this stubborn headache which just wouldn't go away.

Darn it.

Anyway, my new glasses is ready.

It looked nicer at the optical shop than it is now.

I don't know why.


It sucks. Big time.

Bo Bo or Bu Bu

HELLO.

Jt finally cut his hair...

THANKS TO

GORGEOUS ME!

Bye bye to Broom.

Hello to Brush.

Homo sapiens..You know?

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What are you doing later?


Sounds great.


Me?


I'm going to make a new pair of glasses later.


I'm very excited.


Are you excited too?


You're not?


Why?


I see.


Okay.


Gotta go then.


Bye bye.

Princess/Pr-incest

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I'm a piece of dead punctured char siew this time.


I can feel a hole in my stomach.




Oh. Right.
Belly button.

KAACHAAAA!

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This is WEIRD.

Nana and Jt actually have something in common.

Both of them are so in love with breathing in the cold air from the freezer that they could almost die for it.

They especially prefer those in the frozen food sections of supermarts.

Nana still asked Jt to turn on his freezer to the maximum and see if it works the same.

They are soo freaky.

Anyway. I'm weird too.

My toes are super itchy suddenly.

I can't stop wriggling them.

It's been so long since the bullets fly.

To you,

Ya YOU. The bloody gross one.

Get a life. Stop creeping around the cyber space.

Does anonymity thrills you?

Or are you plain ashamed of your identity?

Who are you to judge someone when you yourself is such a disgusting low-life.

I don't give the slightest god damn shit about whose old flame are you.

Now you definitely made me feel like spitting my phlegm right into your retarded dog face.

Oops can't. My phlegm refuses to leave now.

Well, who or what would wanna get humiliated that way.

Being flushed down the sewage system accompanied by my pee pee and poo poo would be a whole lot more honourable way to pass on.

So listen up you down syndrome big time virgina face.

Fuck off if you feel so unhappy.

Quit harping on things that nobody no longer care.

It just make you look like pathetic loser.

So pathetic that I could almost shed a tear for you if I were empathetic enough.

Too bad I'm not.

So here I am gently shoving my _l_ up your face.

Yeah. I don't know you at all and have never spoken to you.

But if I get a chance to do so now, I'll lovingly curse you in your stupid looking face till my throat's burnt.

So what?

You're a bitch and I AM GRACE.

So I simply have all the reasons in my encyclopedia to bloody screw you upside down and inside out.

Seriously, you have the motherfucking freedom to not read anyone's blog.

So if you choose to read one, then don't motherfuckingly be a bitch and make motherfucking comments alright.

If not, this is what you get. Me motherfucking motherfuck you.

Not happy?

Then motherfucking go to hell. I don't care.

There, you saw the window?

Wait. You'll eventually die of your cao-chee-bye-ness anyway.

** I hope I'm implicit enough, xin.

I edited this 4 times.

Chee Chee Bye Bye

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You're such a motherfucking whore-rrid.

That's whore-rribly balls-sucking.
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Relax CHOYA

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Yesterday was a clubbing day.


That's all.

I'll lose control if I elaborate.

Seriously.

dum dum dee daa

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I don't know why I have this weird and empty feeling in me.



Oh right.
Time for lunch.

mama mia

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I will never forgive myself

if I missed

Dong Fang Zhi Zhu

again today.

If i could grow a durian tree...

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Sometimes I feel that facebook quizzes are incredibly accurate.

I took a 'How many seconds would you survive in a fight with God' quiz.

And it says, "You died before the fight even started."

HAHAHA!!

Sounds like me.

Man. How true is that.

However, regarding my miraculous death,

I think that old man cheated.

yo mama's so fat that...

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FINALLY FIXED

MY BLOG TEMPLATE...

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So, I really wanna thank someone from the bottom and deepest of my heart.

This person have always been by my side, and is willing to wipe my backside and pluck my armpit hair.

YAY!!

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THANK YOU,

GORGEOUS ME!!

Three Cheers to

GORGEOUS ME!

I love you,

GORGEOUS ME!

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XOXO XXOO OXOX

SoS

WHAT THE FUCK?!

My blog is screwed.


Okay.


Help?