Wednesday, August 18, 2010

do or die

i notice this space here has been wordy for quite a few posts long.
maybe i finally realise the need to blog in proper english(with a bit of singlish and whats-not here and there).
remember there was this once someone told me to blog properly on my tagboard lor!!!
reason being i was already close to 17 and i should blog in proper english.

whatever.
maybe now i shall!
anyway, point of this post is....................

click to enlarge :>
some tips i figured out guys(those with girlfriends!!!!) would need especially since almost all of them don't have brains.
either that or they just think we girls aren't worth it.
so guys..........

to read or not to read, that's up to you, really :>

oriental




zhang zi yi.
chio right :(
the last picture above is my favourite.
picture credits to google.

memoirs of a geisha was one great movie with her as one of the female leads.
HAHA i think gong li is too old to be chio.
but she has that...... aura that makes her attractive!
just less attractive than zhang zi yi :>

this is the only picture i can find of her with the least make up on.
undeniably chio, still.
the contours of her face!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
please ignore the few freckles because i believe almost everyone has at least 1 freckle on the face.
i couldn't find a picture of her nude face that was big enough to post.
anyway i think she's so chio she deserves this post all to herself.

not like she cares but still.

Monday, August 16, 2010

reminiscence

okay i've got so much to say but i'm not sure if i can remember them all.
want to blog it so one day i'd look back and feel happy reading it all over again :>

yesterday was the bbq the basketballers + some of the guys invited us to.
so nice of them :> thank you all!!
felt so happy because we were talking about the secondary school days,
the life, the teachers, the pranks, the people, crushes, problems, just.. everything that made up our secondary school lives.
ahhhh nostalgia~
didn't want to leave but we just had to - at around 4 in the morning hahaha.
really just wanted to sit there hoping time'd freeze at that moment we could continue talking about all that.

to think i had a crush on errol at the same time as tiffy and she and i cried to each other on the phone(!!!!!!!!!!!)
and that we could laugh at what was once a 'top secret'.
and how jj was thought as a pervert and (i think)he still is because apparently leopards don't change their spots do they? HAHA
oh and how meh crushed on niku.
and our petty grudges....
and how we'd piss the teachers off especially in sec 2 LOL
okay i'd just keep 'and'-ing because seriously, the fun we had? HAHA LOADS.
so many moments brought up i wish i could relive it the exact same way.

remember we had KENAS or KANES, then JAMTAB......
1/5 family, then we had this collage of our pictures put together~
and the guys were super protective of us. aww <3

and the guys are so gentlemanly now lor~
its like those kids who grew up toether with us.
errol peeling the prawns and sl constantly asking us if we were hungry and all.
and zf passing us satay and all!
plus they were so cute and it was super heartwarming to see them taupok each other!
HAHA and they proceeded to 'rape' one another.
so cute like kids <3
anyway one thing's for sure:
i'd never want to lose any of you guys as friends :>
hope the feeling's mutual huh HEHE.

on to the sad part......
i think i'm not exactly over you yet.
seeing you yesterday just proved that point.
sometimes i wonder how you seem to feel fine when i'm not even close to feeling fine.
i guess it was right i gave up on you because it was time i actually realised you didn't feel a thing :>
maybe i'm wrong(hope i am), but i guess it takes more than just time.
willpower maybe. or maybe i just don't wna forget you somewhere inside of me.
i don't know myself.
but rest assured i will eventually.
tiffy told me something like this:
'you never really stop loving someone, because if you do, you never really loved him before'
true. for me, at least.
used to think what life'd be without you and i cringed.
because i couldn't imagine what it'd really be.

but now i don't need to imagine.
because i know that what was there for me to fall back on then wouldn't be there for me ever again.
to think i teared on the bus alone on the way home.
all that's left of us were the happy memories.
i hope you don't forget them because that was our last promise :>
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pictures up when i get them from tiffy!
no group pics though.

stupid pile of work.
ALL UNDONE WOOHOO YAY ME IM AWESOME~
shall go jog later. really need to lose some fats.
breakfast at tiffany's(HAHAHA) was awesome hehe. bacon on toast yumz :>

Saturday, August 14, 2010

interior design

a lot may be thinking......... interior design's a fun thing because you actually get to design your own space.
your house, a garden, whatever.
but i assure you its nothing as simple as a beautiful room.
measurements of every nook and cranny have to be taken into consideration.
every tiny detail in the room contributes to the overall look of the finished design space.

then i think again.
is this what i really want in life?
to be designing spaces?
for one i HATE numbers. and to measure every single thing to make my room chio is disastrous.
plus cf is already killing me.
i cant imagine the rest of my 2 years in poly i think i'll just commit suicide one fine day.
math, you really killed me this time.

i don't really think of math as an important subject because seriously,
you won't go around sg trying to do math with every step you take.
'oh, the car is travelling at 67km/h, so what would be its average speed if it travels a good 2km?'
ya right.
the closest you'd think of with regards to that 67km/h car is that its going so slowly you wonder why the other drivers don't honk.

i seriously rather be doing something language/business related.
all thanks to math i'm stuck with design.
i'm not saying design sucks because it really doesn't.
its so fun but its SO DAMN STRESSFUL YOU WANT TO KILL SOMETIMES.
but yeah i'm stuck with you, interior design.
i just hope the softwares i need to learn don't kill me before i kill myself.

woe is me.