Dear 2010,

I am currently in my hotel room in Penang,typing on my brother's newer but smaller version of my DELL laptop and struggling with the Caps Lock key since I'm not used to using it. That is because I use the shift key since mine came off (I'm a rough laptop user,SORRY)

I don't think I'll be able to update tomorrow so this will probably be my last of 2009.

I want to tell you about my journey this year.

Most people would agree that Form4/16 would be the turning point in life and I think I can agree to that.

You see I had previously made my mind up to become an ArtsStream student as I hold not much interest to science subjects.

I raised my hand when the teacher asked if any of us wanted to change streams.

I felt that it would be the right choice since,sitting in a classroom of nearly 40 brainiacs,almost all which had gotten straight A's in their PMR exam. I just felt,No this is not me.

And that night,a close guy friend of mine said the wisest words I had heard in ages.

"Stay Daena. Stay in PureScience because you have the potential to study. Being the bottom few in that class is better that not studying at all,"

I thought about it.

Reluctantly I agreed.

Many times (well only when exams were looming around the corner) I felt like a ass for staying in such a class.

Being the assistant monitor,I had to give out the slips for the PMR Prize Giving Ceremony to the entire class.

My eyes filled with tears.

Out of the entire class,less than 10 of us had gotten less than 7A's.

I felt like a failure as I handed out piece by piece,cheerfully calling out my classmates names and clapping in unison to the other students.

BUT,

being in this crazy class made me want to not appear as dumb as I appeared to be.

SO

I studied.

And,I got results.

Not even a quarter of most of my classmates but an amazement for me.

Meeting my class was such...

an amazing thing.

I know a boy who always comments that 4 Angsana is "THE BEST CLASS EVER"

I'm not sure if he's being courteous or he just REALLY hates his class.

But when anyone says that I feel pride and beam simply

"Yes I do"

2009 made me realize that I have 4 special girls in my life.

Who have watched me grow from Form One.

I have fought,cried,slapped,hugged,kissed each one of them.

A simple lunch at BonBons changed my perspective forever.

I have an enormous family.

And have been blessed with wedding after wedding.

Yes I complain of the run throughs,the fittings,the preperations...

But the beauty of it falling into place,makes up for all the hardships.

I have also just recently,been blessed with a baby nephew,and am getting used to being called AUNTY *shivers*

I have rekindled old friendships (HI ASYRAF! etc.) and made new ones (HI HUSI! etc.)

I have made a boy I never thought I would be able to,cry.

I have shishaed.

I got a puppy which is the love of my life.

I have gotten a ride back from a person I began to trust.

I wrote an email to my HighSchool IDOL *SOPH

I highlighted my hair!

I grew to love a certain Abangy whom will never show his love but I know very well does.

I have hurt and have been hurt.

LEO Leadership Camp.

Was an amazing experience.

I will never regret joining LEO.

2010,

2009 gave me the courage to take different steps in life.

It gave me the strength to endure and even to understand and appreciate friendships deeper.

I am not afraid to love the people I truly love but I know that I don't love everyone.

Eventhough I fight and disagree with her,

I love my cousins with my life.

I plan to make up with one I am having a rift with.

And I love my cousin,Kak Trina who has held my hand through life itself.

2010,

God has help me realize that money truly isn't everything.

You see I have wanted a SweetSixteen for a long time and imagined a lavish celebration with acrobats and a marquee and an ice sculpture of myself (or something along the liens of that)

When recession struck the world leaving my poor father to struggle whilst I threw an amazing bitch fit to show my anger.

But I then realized that maybe,I didn't need that.

Maybe I would live.

AND true enough I did.

This year I debated fro the first time and standing there shaking the wits out of myself,I somehow got BestSpeaker in the final round.

I auditioned for Dynamitez and made it through the auditions.

I wrote my first interschool drama script (which reminds me...)

I wrote another script for my schools BM WEEK

I performed once again,making it more than the 5th time I have performed in my school.

I somehow have also managed to survive 4 years of grueling teachers and homework.

I still remember the first day of school

BUT

I can't wait to step into my pinafore again.

2010,

I don't know what you have in store for me next year

Driving,SPM,Prom and all.

I hope I pass driving and don't hit any trees (like I almost did)

I hope to get straight A's for SPM

I don't have to get a prom date,but I want to have fun and be with the people I LOVE.

But please,

Let me soar.

Carpe Diem.

Thank you 2009,you have been.

Breathless

Things to get done.

1. Buy school shoes.
2. Headbands
3. Delete old songs from iPod
4. Sync Papa,Baby,and Mommy's iPod
5. Wax
6. Pack
7. WRITE DRAMA SCRIPT
8. WRITE OTHER DRAMA SCRIPT
9. Do AddMath/Chem homework
10. Crunches
11. Lay off dessert
12. Fix printer (so incapable of doing this)
13. Pass Letter to Ry+Abangy
14. Email Sophie
15. Remind Abang Ned on Javeline
16. Fix my STORM
17. Sell my STORM
18. Buy a WHITE BlackBerry ONYX
19. School bag?
20. Pencil box
21. Cut nails
22. Charge camera
23. Upload photos
24. Pee.
25. Sync my own iPod
26. Figure out how to conceal my highlights
27. Comb Pavlova's hair everyday
28. Get new transport
29. OR convince PAPA on getting a driver
30. Give Ry clothes for boutique
31. Eat Macau egg tarts :D
32. Persuade dearest cousin to make sure I don't have to pay her fling for the eggtarts
33. Pray
34. Did I mention pack

70% of these things will not even be done.

Lets start with number 24 now. (hehe!)

It's 3am and I'm tired and uninspired-mmmm song.

There was no make up or pretty dress.
No sweet alcoholic drinks.
No wild dancing.
No spray stuff.
No glow sticks-man okay I love those things.
No Santarina opportunities.

And I have two snoring-yes YOU BOTH SNORE-cousins beside me.
But you know what,I guess I'm happy (:

love you sluts.

Life is so fragile.

Yet we chew it up and spit it out like it bears no significance.

This does not actually help the fact that I love children.

"OHHHH I WANNA HAVE YOUR BABIES"

I have very protective friends.

I have a very protective friend who is stripping and prioritizing me over his shower :D

I am sleeping alone even after watching Paranormal Activity.

I SO POWER

So amazing

@#!$!%!#% tuition on a holiday.

!#@$!$%!# my brain for NEEDING TUITION.

@!#!$@!@$!@$! LACK OF SLEEP,MY INABILITY TO STOP EATING,TO LOSE WEIGHT...

BLOGGER NOW IS NOT THE TIME TO BE A BITCH.

Happy thoughts,happy thoughts,happy motherchucking thoughts

This means Kak BeeBee's home!

GIMME MY NOSTALGIA,b*tches and hos

This,I miss.

People tell me they don't fall in love,I find that extremely hard to believe.

Humans were meant to crave affection.

As a baby,we cry and squeal for our mothers embrace,for our fathers gentle hush.

We fall in love with the cute boy at the sand box with red shoes and Hot Wheel socks,sand in his hair.

We fall in love with the kindergarten teacher who promises us a date once we are legal.

We fall in love at weddings and supermarkets,

over glasses of wine at fancy French restaurants,where your hands and intertwined with his and you forget the snooty waiter with his annoying accent.

At the checkout line when the person "accidentally" forgets to swipe the 15th item or so.

At the bus stop,he gives way to you and lets you take a seat first.

Your heart and his beat in rhythm at the football game.

His because it's the last 40 seconds.

You because he caught you looking and smiled in your direction.

After the win,you run and jump into his arms,forgetting the cheers and the whistling,in check with only each others heart beat.

We turn to leather whips and handcuffs.

A substitute to the purity.

But we fall in "love" again.

At the movies,

We try to pay attention to the screen but what we're really thinking is

"Is he/she going to kiss me?"/"Does my breath stink of pizza?"/"I wonder whats for supper?"

And we succumb to cliched hands through the popcorn box,the yawn and stretch..

We sit in the air conditioned dark of the cinema hall,light of the camera flickering

watching famous people playing strangers in love

heroes like Peter Parker who loves Mary Jane

but he doesn't love her enough to give up

saving the world in blue and red tights

more than he would love having her ankles wrapped around his waist.

While we involve our emotions in the heartache of fictional characters

The girl at the pop corn booth is in love

With the boy who sold us our tickets

And stares at him at the corner of her eyes.

Who is in love with the girl who sneaked him his first bag of pot

Her ripped up baby tees and bed-hair,her raspy voice

They way she bites her lips when she smiles at him.

Her eyes...did I mention her eyes.

You could get lost in them,her hair. How could we forget.

A sea of black.

And if the world had any compassion left

They'd let them meet on a cold rainy night,unable to get to their cars

Pass back and forth a cigarette until their fingers touched and the girl,

which the bed hair and raspy voice forgot about her promiscuous lovers and fell in love with

the pop corn boy.

Under the flickering fluorescent who was in love with the switch.

Near the tap which was in love with the water that ran through.

We fall in love with the wind.

The inside jokes,when "he" burst out laughing with me teaching me Chemistry.

With perfect teeth,with imperfect teeth.

With lunch dates with friends.

Stamps and envelopes-the licking proves it.

We fall in love with the best friend for a but a moment

when he catches you like,something out of THE NOTEBOOK.

With teachers who talk to you like mothers

With best friends who cry with you in bathroom stalls

With best friends who act like big sisters

Who makes you get up and pray and brush your teeth.

With cousins who sit through 3 hour hair appointments doing nothing but keeping you company and reading old worn out mags.

With fall in love with moments,

with songs

with secret words only we understand-"Colourful"

under the quiet repetition of the ceiling fan under the watchful prying eyes of educational hawks.

Two pigeons kiss on my roof.

Yes I'm aware that I won't be able to stay up for tuition tomorrow.

I was at the dermatologist today.

The same one Lee Chong-Wei goes to HOHO&Em.

Maybe it was the lack of sleep no thanks to those pesky FaceBook updates but...

I was greeted by one of the nurses who was by far the prettiest Asian girl I've ever seen.

And if you guys are even COMPELLED to say that your pretty little SNSD girls are perfect.

By golly are you guys out of your wits.

I think I had a insta-girl crush momento.

You know Shu-Qi,yeah she looks like that. BUT she's a mother of two kids-sense my jealousy-

I tried to take a photo but it was getting a little bit obvious.

Before going into the doctors office for a consultation I needed to pee and she,the nurse (whose name is Joyce by the way) pointed it out for me.

It was down the corridor . Right down. Far down.

You've been to a hospital right? Right.

Watched a hospital horror flick? Where the lights suddenly start flickering and the length of the corridor increases.

Yeah it was like that.

This clinic is in Klang and you know those shop-lots they have in Klang.

In this clinic they perform cosmetic surgeries,tucks,lifts,peels,facials,dermabrations.

Botox,cosmetic dentistry...Loads of those things

So it took up like what? 10 shop-lots. And I'm not even counting the ones below.

When you come up to the entrance,to the counter. It's divided into two areas and a nurse usually directs you where to go.

And since I usually only go there for facials I was brought to that one area.

That place alone has about 20 rooms. So imagine walking down an empty corridor,illuminated by the fluorescent flickering and pristine,somewhat bleached walls pinned with beauty article cut-outs and such.

Passing each room filled with machines used for God-knows-what,God-knows-where.

Call me paranoid but the already air-conditioned environment went chillier as it was.

Quickly I marched to the toilet. I have never peed to fast before and I,for the first time,wished my mommy actually followed me in.

I sped through the corridor as fast as my legs could carry me.

And on my way I passed what looked like...

a cupboard under the stairs!

WHAT was this? Friggin' Harry Potter?

Do people live in there?! Tried to calm myself down by saying thats where they kept the supplies. But I thought of the knives and syringes and I guess you could say that didn't help.

What also didn't help was that the doctor consulting me had obviously taken Botox over a long period of time. I wasn't even sure if he was angry/confused/happy. Lack of facial expression scares me.

It didn't help either that his cupboards which had glass doors embedded on the them,were covered in black paper.

Like he had something to hide.

I went into another office and the glass panels to the cupboards were all frosted.

Which on normal circumstances would have been deemed as a chic choice for furniture,

but why did I feel something not right?

AND WHY WERE THE SYRINGES PLACED SO CONVENIENTLY ON TOP OF THE CUPBOARD!

It's either I am crazy/have an over active imagination or I'm on to something.

I have to go back there,so I'm actually hoping it's the first two.

Today I have taken cleansing to whole new level.

I can't fit any more songs into my damn 1st gen 8GB iPod Touch.

Therefore I'm deleting those that I don't listen to that frequently anymore.

If you must know,I am a confessed pack-rat. I find it so hard to throw things away.

This includes wrappers of candy bars I like...empty bottles of treasured perfume...receipts...

newspaper cut-outs...ancient memorabilia

Yes,even jeans which I CAN NEVER fit into.

Not even with a little help of wishful thinking.

Sigh.

Bye bye old songs.

You know that feeling...

Where you're brimming with things to say.

Just how and should you?

The complexities of the human mind.

I won't talk about you.I have dignity.

Bed.Now

Apparently your body rests during the hours of 1am till 10am.

So sleeping beyond that time proves to be useless?

I just messed my biological clock up by 18 minutes.

As much as I relate myself at being a creature of comfort,I do not understand why I love using the laptop in the wee hours of the morn sans the air conditioner or fan on.

At first it was supposed to be a "this-is-to-signify-five-more-minutes-I'll-be'done-in-a-jiffy"

But after I realised it wasn't going to happen,it became a habit.

Maybe I am NOT a creature of comfort.

Honestly I think if I get used to it I CAN suffice as a rather hardy person.

Someone once commented on me being deemed "spoilt"

Well,I'd beg to differ.

My dad grew up with a maid to himself,as to all his other siblings.
My maternal grandmother had SEVERAL.

One to tutor her,one to send her to bed,one to make her meals etc.

During her time she even had hired help to PLAY with her when she was a little girl.

I admit I do falter in the cooking department,my brother would beat me hands down.

BUT WHO FIXES ALL THE BULBS AND BROKEN TOILET PUMPS.

ME!

Okay maybe it was Ah Choy the plumber but I did it thrice.

Whatever.

That REPLAY song is stuck in my head,no thanks to TeohVince.

Is it me or do Coldplay songs seem to just have this inevitable power to make you cry?

Chemistry tuition 'morrow morning after Baby Adik's sesh,and then that LEO thing at Vince's.

If it's actually on.

OHKAY it is.

I haven't touched my chem work HAHAHAHAHAHHA,early day!

Have been occupying my days at Celebrity. I come home achy but the good kind (:

SATISFIED!

Dear God.

let us all pray the marshmallows for the campfire will not be devoured in this few days prior to the camp.

Amin/Amen.

p/s. remind me to collect my Havainas from tira!

FACEBOOK is beginning to piss me off. Damn photograph uploader.

Actually technology refuses to abide by my rules. Grr.

Am pooped from gym,updates soon

Eight out of ten things? Are you fucking kidding yourself? Something tells me I'm living with the wrong people

I told my brother NOT to open the door cos I was about to change.
After several seconds of long waiting, I proceeded to get off my chair to change.

The door opens and my brother appears, his head popping out of the small space.



Sigh.
Brothers either need new ears OR a new brain.

Came across her amazingness (HAHA,no such thing) after I recorded myself singing this exact song!

I SHY SHY to put it up (:0

Today was a good day at school,the boys make me smile once again.

Photos will be up soon,promise! pfft Joyce.

OK well promises were meant to be broken,stupid ones anyway.

On the lighter note,I have my BBerry back!

And I DID put my time to good use.

If you think you're a good stalker you haven't met me.

WHY ARE UNDERAGE BOYS SO CUTE!!! WHYYYYYYYYYY!

Even as I sit in this chair,wistfully wishing for a tattoo on my wrist,

I am squirming and trying hard not to faint.

I am afraid of anything touching my wrists.

Even a light brush(let alone NEEDLES),takes some mental coaxing to not suddenly pass out on somebody.

But isn't it time we all let go of something?

You deserve so much more,I hope you see it the way I do.

Love you too.

Selamat Hari Raya Maaf Zahir dan Batin!

Don't let the smiles fool you! (:

So Raya is the month of forgiving right?

Baby Adik:"Hey KAK! Selamat Hari Raya Maaf Zahir dan Batin.

NOW I forgive YOU for being such a loser!"

Kak Satik:"Ish tak senonoh budak nih!"

And meeting up with the relos no?

"Dude where's Aunty ______?"

"Follow the laugh love,follow the laugh,"

And honesty?

*opens up Raya packet*

"FIVE RINGGIT! What a rip off!"

"Ika that's my hard earned money okay!"

*throws money on the floor*

"I think you need it more than I do,"

(This happened between an 8 year old and a 29 year old. The rest of us.stared.in.total.disbelief)

And sharing?

"Kak Trin,share the mare the cake?"

"Go to hell,"

But in the end there's always time for love.

"I wish I could watch the fireworks with a guy I fancied,"

"Since you're already hugging me,I'll just shut up and you can pretend I'm him la!"

"Go jump off a bridge,"

I love my (semi-dysfunctional) family (':

Nair Strips+Derrick's phone hehe.

And you thought you were messy.

This was the day before the LEO thingy

Those who went can see my Butterfly top above.

IS THAT MY KNICKER DRAWER LEFT AJAR!

Blogger's not being very nice ):

(YES it is,seeee the photos above (: )

Thank you everybody who has been behind me and next to me through out everything.

Today I visited my grandfathers grave.

After reading the yassin , my papa said

"You can even silently tell TokBak (grandfather)what you want to tell God as he's closer to Him,"

I haven't broke down that way in so long.

TokBak always told us,

that in life there must be a balance.

There is good and bad.

But he urged us all(grandkids,children...)to pray.

To obey the Five Rukun Islam.

As he always said

"If you don't bayar (pay) the telephone line,how is God going to answer your calls?"

Oh Operator The Line Is Dead.

On a happier note,

Selamat Hari Raya everyone.

I urge everyone to reach out to ask for forgiveness from everybody important in their lives.

Life isn't permanent but damage can be.

Although so can forgiveness.

Have a wonderful Raya everybody,

God bless.

BIG HUGS TO MY ANGSANA HOMMIES!

It's lebih kurang 3 in the a.m. and I just finished making mammy and papa's anniversary card,YAY!

BUT it's seriosuly nothing fancy(lots of pictures and cut outs from my old VOUGEs,ELLEs etc)

Gragghhh no EMILY skills sorry,my creativity is only with uh...writing stupid class scripts hehe!

I just watched the 'GEE' vid of Derr,Alex and Ty and...

I think I forgot their faces.

I need to get back to school pronto.

I have the weirdest dreams now.

OH yesterday I looked in the mirror and for about 1/18th of a second I thought I looked like Megan Fox.

Best 1/18th of a second ever man.

I need to write proper posts+put up dance pictures-HEH SOPH KENNETH.

Writing e-mail now.byeeee

"and tears come streaming down your face,when you lose something you can't replace"

I really want to talk to my best friend now.

But I'm afraid to wake her up.

I've never gone this way before.

What happened to the times where I'd never even hesitate to picking up my cell phone?

I miss you best friend,

and listening to FixYou by ColdPlay,I pretend you're telling me all I need to hear.

But honestly it's you I need to hear.

I hope to be in someones prayers tonight

I don't know if I'm fighting cos I'm mad or I'm fighting because I'm just not happy with myself.

Sighhh...

I could finally go downstairs today.

I know,I feel worst.

So as I flipped channels,I came across:

"CELEBRITIES BATTLING DEPRESSION"

"MARYKATE GOES ANOREXIC"

Flipped to this movie,HungerPoint.

Something along the lines of not being happy with yourself and eating disorders

And I just wept on the settee with everyone upstairs.

You know what's the part which twisted me all up?

When one of the interviewers who interviewed MaryKate said that she wished she looked as pretty as Ashley.

They're twins.

I don't know if I'm sad cos I've been there before or if it's because I'm still there.

SPECIAL DELIVERY

Ahhh Raya,the season of eating,taking and receiving!

OH and FORGIVING!

Uncle KC's hamper's are always the best but this year...

TWO!

I know I deserve to be spoiled but this much.

But why thank you!

This is my spot right there!

I had the cutest dream the other day.

Another with my sexy LEXY LIEW!

(Don't I always dream of you,weirdly enough! At least THIS ONES PG rated)

I was at my old apartment in,well I'm not thinking straight so I forgot.

And my family went downstairs to check out like the family centres

-do they actually have those?-

and the place looked pretty refurbished and all with those Zen hot stones and mini waterfalls and all.

In fact it looked kinda alright.

And so we all wandered on our own for fun and I met ALEX,well it's him at about 10

-us actually-

cos I looked into the waterfall and I saw that I was in a Little Mermaid shirt

-with no bra none the less,not that I had boobs at that age anyway,but I felt sorta naked,sorta liberated in fact-

and a pair of pink pants with 'My Little Pony's all over it.Oh yeah and a PowerRanger watch. The red one,I loved those guys.

Anyway,I was feel sorta weird right being ten years old with Alex and I said "Hi,Alex!" and he was like "Oh hey,uhm yeah I'm Alex,you are?"

I really didn't believe he forgot me so I just said Daena and we started playing.

PowerRangers,did I mention I love those guys.

So after a bit we got tired,and we found a spot in that lovely Zen garden of ours and just sat back on the grass and looked up at the stars.

And it was kinda romantic except at ten,the only guy you fall in love with is the RedPowerRanger,TheLittleMermaid's PrinceEric or that annoying guy and kindy,not your love at first sight.

And then we looked at each other,and....

BET YOU THOUGHT WE KISSED.

WROOOOONNNNGGGGG.

Then we argued on whether it was chips or french fries.

-that actually happened with my first best friend.His name was Bevern and he was my neighbour. I don't know who he is anymore ):-

And I don't remember which part we told each other our chinese names but we did and his was

"ALEXANDER LIEW THIAM CHYE"

Thiam Chye is nicholas' chinese name for those who don't know.

I poked Alex in the ribs and giggled

"Why do you have Nicholas' chinese name Alex?"

He turned around and said

"WHO!?"

bizarre.

Stand where I Stood-MISSY HIGGINS COVER

Fell in love with this song cos of Cole but ohmyGosh this is beautiful.

Kina Grannis always delivers

This made my day today

Stolen orchids from your mummy's garden and a card. Thank you kitten!

You made me smile today (:

Okay so this is kinda how I look like if you've forgotten!

Sorry! I didn't even comb my hair.

doin' my English Literature h/w whilst watching Sugar Rush.

see you in a bit.

Neil just called.

You just made my day with that nearly 50 minute phone call (:

IT GOT JAMMED

!#%!#^!^!$#^!$@&&

In your face.

Because of my intelligence I now can work the internal DVD player on my laptop

*takes bows and welcomes standing ovations and roses*

Do not mess with a girl with a 38.9 degree fever and be a bitch about it!

DAMN YOU STUPID LAPTOP DVD PLAYER!

Tribute to CrystalDanceSport tomorrowwww!

Are you ready lambs!

Why is it this is the only thing you are so against?

Did you know always press me to work for what I want?

I did,and I got my place. But no congratulations nothing.

Nearly four whole years in DJ and you know very well I have loved it from the start.

That as July looms around,you pretend to go dumb,to ignore every comment,every update.

"Mmmm" or "Oh really?" is all that leaves your lips.

You're quick to switch topics like that. To push it away and pretend you didn't hear it.

BUT WHY?

Is it because it isn't "prestigious" enough?

Do I need to be debater?

I recall the look on your face when I told you I got in.

Shoot me if I'm worng but...

If I were to tell you that I was a debater,

that my practices were everyday,

that you'd need to pick me up,

that my Saturdays and Sundays would be full,

that I had not ONE,not TWO but AT LEAST 7 different debates to go for,

AND NO I can't drop out of any.

You know what?

I still think you'd say yes.

Not just that,oh you will gloat kill kingdom come.

"My daughter,she's a debater"

BUT

"My daughter,she's a cheerleader,"

Does not have that same "oomph" to you.

It does not leave an impact.

"Who would remember a cheerleader?"

Is that what you think?

I think I would remember them IF,

they worked hard and I saw them everyday,slaving for the best toe touches.

I would think,

"WOW these girls put their heart and soul in to this,"

You saw my gleaming face the moment I stepped into DJ,you knew that THIS was what I wanted.

But how many people did you call,

did you ask for opinions,when they were positive seek the negative

did you comment on transportation problems,

did you remark on the long hours,

did you cluck your tongue at their schedule...

"What about your tuition?"

"You won't be able to cope"

you even when so far as to associate them in cliques.

"But I spoke to Aunty ********. They are,well,apparently not very nice people,"

Of course you didn't use that sentence.

Oh no,you used a much harsher one,didn't you?

And to think that throughout my 16 years,weren't you the one telling me not to judge people?

You will never admit this but I think that,

I will never make you as proud as I did in primary.

I can see it in your eyes.

When I say it,you look away.

You get quiet,you turn around.

16 years you tell me not to lie,

Hey mum?

I think you shouldn't lie to yourself either.

I'm sorry,

I love you.

Revelation here folks.

Does Kamal not kinda remind you of Taylor Lautner???

YES! HE HAS THIS TOO!

RAWR

I LOVE MY LYNNIE YES I DO

Am I a sucker for happy endings?

Does someone want to do that for me???

My toes are throbbing so I can't get up ):

Lynnie is staying over ohhhh yeahhhh!

This really reminds me of my beloved 4 Angsana!

No prize for guessing which two are Rowan and Shaz.

Proper update soon,my toes are about to snap

"Wasabi UP!"

Is it possible not to love her??

She is the awesomest possumest thing ever!

Check these out these are the shiz! HOMMAGOD.

C'mon she has sushi fingers,NOW THATS WHAT I CALL EDIBLE ART.

...

Jia Shern has really pretty legs-sans the fact that he has scars-

He is a girl,c'mon that is NO FAIR.

THANKS LOVE LOVE for helping me out with my tumbles and my lovely lovely KIT who helped me with my motions,I can feel it in my arms tonight! *hugs and kisses*

Spent the earlier part of the day with MANDA and the next part lazing about before heading over to KITs!Polished off Ika's leftover butter pop corn and then made an impromtu head out to OU. We bought pretty shoes for Raya,well she did. OH I AM ENVIOUS!

We had some weird Churros wannabe which was ick.I miss AMERICAN CHURROS and there was this booth we passed and the poeple there said it was a Model Search-mabob and told me to join. Unfortunately I was two years short of age so OH WELL.

I rrrreaalllly want cute knickers!

OH TODAY I COULD DRINK MILK!

This is literally "shake shake shake the glitter!"

HEHE

I will be the first person ever to create glitter sticky-tac and become FAMOUS

I have never been so happy at getting a blister but today,

Little Blister You Just Made My Day (:

This is amzing

the pictures are on facebook.

finally.



mmmmm this calls for nappy time. night night

She's amazing.


AHGGGG! WHat is wrong with YOUTUBE! They won't let me watch any KingsOfLeon videos.
Something about copyright restrictions in my country!

FAG

I just really want a hug from my mum.
Maybe it's all those songs in my iPod.
Mmmm.
I'm allergic to the fibres on my table *scratch scratch*
I love Yasmin Ahmad movies.
This year I had to permanantly scratch out three things

.get all A's for PMR
.attend an MJ concert
.work with Yasmin Ahmad

uhg.

My cousins from London are here till the 22nd of August,they called me pretty. But seriously i was too mesmerised by their adorable features!
CUTIE-PATUTIE! And Elly has a girlfriend called Carlotta,she's Italian and an Armani KID model.

I wanna wear a mismatched bikini and swim all day.

I'm wearing Kamals watch

You know how you're in the middle of a complete moment by yourself?
Where you're so absorbed in your feelings and you just block everything out,so you can thoroughly think and fix whatevers up?
And theres a completely awesome soundtrack (by chance,or maybe NOT) in the background,the cherry to your "thought provoking moment" sundae.
BUT THENNNNNN...

someones blog starts playing,
"NICE LEGS DAISY DUKES MAKES EM BOYS GO WOOHOO!!!"

The sprite was thoroughly angry now;GRRR!
HAHAH.

BUT no seriously,IT JUST KILLS THE AIR! uhg

xx.

Today was a good day,from the start.
Even with us all struggling to do FIVE impossibly hard ADD MATH questions.
Even when we couldn't remember our lines and moves during rehearsals.
Even when we had to reveal parts of ourselves to people we've known for a year or two?
Maybe less for some.
Even when we forgot that one part.
And found it funny and laughed about it,

We did it together.

xxx.

You know I've always pondered on about the beautiful lyrics of Details in The Fabrics.

I think I finally understand it.
I guess we all have those times when we feel as though we do need
"Mother Natures sewing machine"

"If it's a broken part,replace it
if it's a broken arm,then brace it
if it's a broken heart,then face it."























Only because I know you don't like people who take pictures of their phones :D

I wish I could have a You Tube Night (just like ASHLEY!) just about now.
Of SUPERJUNIOR,or SNSD,or actually NIGAHIGA.
To blog hop (stalk) and download random songs from random bands+singers.
Am currently googling "HOW TO BE AN EMCEE",there is,at this moment,NADA SPEECH.

I hope no mishaps tomorrow!
For the sake of the LEO's (AND ME!)

uhoh,I smell trouble.

Tomorrow will be a good day,I can feel it. I know it.

Eventhough I don't know nuts about circular measure nor have I finished three (or was it four?) BM essays. It will be.

OH ANGSANA, you just make me smile;
of Mary Poppins,Britney,KimPossible,BootyBouncing,UMBRELLA-ella-ellaaaaa,
BEING "COURAGE",and of split pants.

CUPCAKES,nyahahha yay I can spill cos EnZhen doesn't read my blog.

or so I hope,more details tomorrow.

mmm. today was such a bore.
Derrick no bonding sesh during CHEMISTRY ):
I feeel funnayh. this is funnayh.

Maybe BM tuition with my "husband" will make it better

Sense of Smell.

I have always been fortunate of my nose.
Yes,it's pretty (thank you (: ) But I actually meant my sense of smell
(BUT if you want to praise my pretty nose,PLEASE DO SO LA)

Anyway I have this odd thing about smelling people.
I think if you knew me you'd know I've smelt you before.
And if you smell GOOD I've definitely smelt you and said
"Mmm you smell yummy today!"

SO my brother uses the shower and maybe its puberty and sweat and all that.
BUT.
I can smell "HIM" even doused in soap.
And even the Magnolia MARKS AND SPENCER room spray doesn't work enough for me!!

I can smell a persons "smell".
Like my mommy,papa,baby adik,sophie,mamal,alex,derrick,kak Ina,KHENG,Ulin,Krish,Ashley,Joyce,Ry...
OH and Emir (:

But I can detects Nicholas' smell really well. I'm not too sure why.

Damn. My husband really really really HAS TO SMELL GOOOOOOD.

Joyce you don't need to be jealous.
JINX.

Plans were called off.
And I finally ate at Nasi Lemak ANTARABANGSA! Finished the entire plate,my first full meal in two weeks.

I need some money if my plans of ever living in Bangsar want to be fulfilled.

You know how when you're well you forget how it feels to be ill.
And you keep thinking what so bad about the feeling.
WELL it sucks.

And I'm going to endure a ??? hour MAN U game.
I'm starring at my dance shoes feeling guilty and sad. I just practiced jive but ):

I need a nap

Words of wisdom of a 13 (in December ) year old.

A great pick-up to a gloomy day.

The other night,I was having a study session as per normal with my 13 (in December) year old brother in the study room.
I was having a bad day and NO ONE,could seem to extract even a giggle from me.
So he picked up his text book and flipped it to the cover and shoved it to me.
First a science textbook,then a geography text book and then his history textbook.

On the verge of slamming them all to the ground,I shot him an angry glare and said
"WHAT DO YOU WANT!"

He smiled and pointed to the box in which each receiver of the textbooks,as they are borrowed from the Government,are supposed to.
His name and class was whited-out with his trusty roller tape.
Living only 'MAN' on his line and the former receivers name on the line before his.
Still bothered,but more intrigued,I gave him a confused look.
He leaned forward and smiled.

"You see che che, I highlighted and 'conteng-ed' damn a lot in this book. So right if the angry people (HEHE how adorable?) come looking for me,they will be like'
"WHO IS THIS "MAN"!!!! cos got a lot of man is this world mah,"

Clutching my stomach I rolled back and forward in laughter,forgetting my troubles.
It's times like these I would never want to leave my brother (':





Anyway todayyy,
Got to school late prior to waking up late.

Sue Jean was so cute,as a prefect she was telling me that my flower hair-tie (that Sophia loaned turned to give hehe!) was not of school colours.
Ashley,who was nearby and KETUA KELEWATAN(wait weren't you late to school a lot in SKTM?) looked at my elastic and said "SUEJ it is. It's white and blue"
Sue Jean continued that blue was not allowed in school,while Kem,Ash and I shot her confused stares.
After a few seconds she looked back at us and replied a:
"OH ya horh,blue is allowed in school,"

I like prefects who are not rude eventhough we have gone against the schools rules.
I think less people were to oblige from doing what you tell them to do,if you say it NICELY.

Had zero breakfast and was practically ravenous at break.
Just noticed I can't figure out what to eat at break.
Tried to catch red ants in test tubes and skipped agama for ChoralSpeaking practice.
I closed my eyes and could recognise my classmates voices,I am feeling a certain connection (:

x.

As you all know, the culinary skills in the family have proceeding to my brothers belonging.
So today to ease my angry mother for murdering my Kakak,I helped out.

I sliced an entire can of mushroom,PLUS my fingers are all intact.

Halle-friggin'-lujah.

I will not be liable for your safety

I want to play THIS kind of demon role at least ONCE in my life.

BOYS,WATCH WITH CAUTION and..
try not to faint please.

I knew from a young age that one of my GIFTS,
was the gift of the GAB. Which basically means my incohorent ability to SHUT MY YAP.
I have argued (WITH REASON) with rude movie ticketers, shop assistants etc.
Along with prefects who are still willing to conclude that blotting papers and lip balm are considered cosmetics.

If you are willing to take away my balm,will you pay for my medication?
If you are willing to take my blotting papers away,are you about to fork out money for my facials?

I try to be a reasonable as possible but really,come on guys.
Apparently not all prefects are the same. Some of my friends have said that only COLOURED lip balm/lip gloss is not allowed.

Anyway,I have always held fascination for the rough bumps on our tongue.
That sweetness of honey,the bitterness of lo hon ko,the butter and salt in your pop corn.
But lo and behold,guess what else our tongue can do!

THIS.

3-2-1!

The three best photos.
These just remind me to appreciate life everyday.
Thank you.










Thank you to you too,Sophie (':

Jo! Your photo os up first because we bonded over a form one cutie,a bad boy and Disney Moments.
Oh and cos the photos just load that way.

Anyway,before anyone comes wringing my neck,thought I'd post up them photos from Cheer.

I still have photos from Camp,oh dear.











CHEER-leader?








Derrick's 7-up ad.



Who wears the "ACT CUTE" pose better?





















Ash looks so radiant here (:
























CC






BEFORE AFTER


Super Cool Minister!





LOOK at my tiny feet!









Evil Mastermind/Poor Victim

They took Soph's eyeliner and scribbled S and K on both my cheeks.
THEN they smashed their cheeks to mine to "tattoo" their names onto their faces,I have lifeless best friends


OH FIE!