when life throws you lemons, shit at their porch.
Saturday, February 13, 2010
HAHAHAHA.
Suddenly everyone's protesting on my blog.
You know me loves you guys. x))
I think I'll stop blogging soon.
I'm kinda running out of stories to tell, for some bizarre reason.
Life's getting boring, I guess.
And I've been getting less of alcohol and smokes this past few weeks.
Craving's there, but time won't let.
Oh well.
I can't wait for holidays.
CLUB + BEER + SMOKES = SAY MY NAME, HOTSTUFF.
I'm sooo gonna rock my socks off when that time comes.
But duh, I would need to find a freaking job first. -..-
And I've been smiling to myself quite often this week.
As if I just saw someone pull down his pants infront of me. *hee*
I guess it's entertaining to see an auntie get stuck at the mrt entrance.
Or see a couple of matreps try to act cool to their fellow minahreps.
Hail to them, for they shall give birth to a gang of chihuahuas.
To-do List during CNY:
- Design an eye-catching storyboard concept
- Prepare a presentation for my lifestyle object
- Start up my own business (cos I'm cool and I have millions of dollars)
- Figure out how to decode flash actionscript
Gong Xi Fa Cai.
*plays some jackie chan movie*
9:50 PM
now, let's wait for those tags.
Sunday, February 7, 2010
I guess it's only fair that I update my blog.
Idk. Blogging has become boring to me.
Especially that I'm starting to lose my daily viewers.
Maybe I should bitch about them, then they'll come back. *evil laugh*
Sharon? My aunty friend cum wife.
She's older than me by 8mnths but I'm 18cm taller than her. HAHA.
She's the ol' genius in making blogskins.
She also owes me a dinner date. Pfft.
Vinitha? Another one.
She also owes me a dinner date.
No, SHE OWES ME ONE WHOLE DAY OF HER TIME!
She's the java genius, and she hangs out in northpoint more than I do. xD
Ebrahim? GIVE UP AHHH.
Everytime he asks me out, I'm not free.
Everytime I ask him out, he's not free.
HOW TO MEET LIKE THAT, TELL ME?
You owe me a bowling night, plus bubble tea.
Bal? Stress like fuckkkk.
He's working too hard, he's starting to forget to give me hugs.
I'm sad, colour me black and white.
Syai? The boy with the green scarf.
Or was it red? Hahaha.
I was suppose to meet you today!
Nvm, we'll rock Edwin's boxer off with our rummaged presentation.
But first, TAG ME, YOU.
Ann? My only follower who forgets to follow.
You went to MDIS and forgot about your ateeeeee. :(
You come back or I'll hunt you down.
I know where you live, you coral neighbour you. HAHAHA.
Neil? Grrr.
My own boyfriend also don't know how to tag. Pfft.
"I'm not your stalker, babe".
Just tag and be entertaining ahhhhhhh.
Be my daily reader or I'll call you THE ONE BIG BABAT.
Can't say much about Glam, Naz and Faz, cos they recently just tagged me.
YOU GUYS ARE LOVEDDDDD.
Imma give you one big sloppy kiss when I see you. xD
6:45 PM
an excuse to skip school, anyone?
Thursday, February 4, 2010
I'm fucken stress now.
Exhibition's in 12hrs, and we're not yet half-done with it.
Models aren't done.
I freaking ran out of black spray paint.
Arrangements aren't done.
AND I FREAKING RAN OUT OF FREAKING BLACK SPRAY PAINT.
Kay, chill.
Hahaha. I can be really random sometimes.
Like adi, who totally cursed the group cos of his temper. -..-
"cb, you guys fucking leave me alone ah".
CLASSIC ADI, CLASSIC.
You don't have to be so fucken anal about it. Pfft.
After exhibition, I photoshoot for Doctor Martens at 6pm.
Woohoo! EXCITED OR WHAT.
First I photoshoot for school website.
Then Teenage Magazine.
Then Metro.
Now a damn cool reason for a pair of boots, DOCTOR MARTENS! :D :D :D
I will rule the world, watch me. Hahahaha.
Hee. :]
2:33 AM