shanny's legs

sung with tune of twinkle twinkle little star

composed by shanny tan



shanny tan has big fat legs

stick in tube and suck away

fill the measure with the oil

light the fire feel it boil

shanny now has thin thin legs

stop dreaming and knock your head

i think i am balding

figured



okay it has been a pretty long time since i last blogged. in this house, something called a brother defers even the most privilaged of humans to stay away from the computer... basically, it is just call HOGGING the freeking come 24/7. some people just done have the brains to let me use the com. keeps superglueing himself to the keyboard with his face stuck to the screen with diablio running all over it. gettin him off is like peeling plaster from skin... need a LOT of strength.



okay... i'll keep it short. saturday is cool. finally got jo into SA through appeal. though she did not get the combi she really wanted (math, chen, econs) she still got into the 91 class taking phy, math, econs, lit. so lucky for her she actually got a chance to enter the school. some people just have the 2% luck of entering a sacred collage with nice and friendly people like me. chances of actually getting yourself transfered from other collages into the SA grounds takes a miracle and she has it. lucky girl.



dinner at marche to celebrate jillians birthday. dressed differently from usual. decided to wear my gio blue lining pants and white racer with heels. looked better outside skirt and tank. shopped and i decided to buy the top i saw at selfridge after all the dreams and nightmares bout it. it is 43 FREEKING BUCKS!!!! I AM GOING TO DIE PUTTING BACK THE MONEY I TOOK OUT FROM THE BANK!!! and you know what? i really want to buy the skirt when i really have the money... looks damn good.



i need $$$$$$$... so many things i want but so little god sent paper... how??? all i ask for is for me to strike first on 4D. i think i should go and buy number and pray for the best. aii ya... anyway, dinner is cool... janelle provided a new fresh set of conversation to the table. she started her fillipino thing with the girls and i SWEAR FOR A MOMENT I DID NOT KNOW THEM!!! who is that bunch of girls laughing away anyway??? i have not idea who they are... do you?



yesterday was water day. went swimming with janelle. i was so surprised that i could still fit into that ancient one piece suit. cool! but when the mirror appeared. happiness into the dustbin... all in sight was fats, lard, greese, flabs and tons of skin hanging all over the place. I AM FAT!!! (shut up janelle! and you too Lynette!) need to go to marie france bodyline for MAJOR slimming programme. kung bushman legs with more jelly. legs look like shit plus more shit and even more shit....



SHIT

SHIT

SHIT



ps: loaded saturday photos. feel free to check it out.

pps: updated shoppin list

guess who?



i was walking in serangoon just now and guess who i saw??? (hint: damn chio, english damn good, damn sexy woman.) cant guess??? i saw ELYN!!! she looks waaAYYY better now than ever. the last time i saw her was 2 years ago at Jackson's BBQ and now is like *pooff* sleeping beauty awaken! two years never see her and she is so pretty it seems like she have gone through plastic surgery. i wished i looks half as good as her. and guess what? she looks waaayyyy better with that ang moh danging on her arm. it is not just her boyfriend pp... it is her fiance!!! so fast engaged already leh... she's only 24!!!



when will it ever be my turn? i think i will die old, winkly and single without a decendent to my name. i will be lyin on my death bed crying out for family. okay stop talking like i need a boyfriend. anyway... her husband-to-be is CUTE!!! green eyes and brown tousled hair... he shook hand with me!!! %$@#!!! wat is this la. only sexy chio bus get to marry handsome cute ANG MOH yan daos. heaven is never fair. WHY???!!!??? according to her, mr father-in-law is this CEO of donno what company and mr husband is a freeking lawyer in Amercia. that is a whole family of d$llar sign!!! i want!!! if only if he had a brother... maybe i'll consider breaking them up and having him for myself. (like real)



when you go abroad to study... u end up with more than you can carry back. for her case illterally! just 5 years in michigan U and the next time u see her she has a nice piece of paper and not to say this fat diamond ring parading on her finger and this brunette on her lips and i wont be surprise that next year i'll see her with a kid. GOD SAVE ME!!! some pp just get all the luck in the world. she's in singapore so that mr cute husband can meet her parents. moving to amercia at in june... if i am not wrong she will be in LA for the rest of her blissfully married life.

*sigh*

*sigh*

*sigh*



why they cross marry

white men find asian women... sexy(not me), exotic, passionate, petite (not me), loving, loyal, gentle (not me either)

white women find asian men... down to earth, home makers

asian men find white women... wild, fun, sexy, witty, honest

asian women find white men... fun, exciting, wild, striaghtforward, sensitive



but then again it is all bout LOVE... but there are benefits. angmohs most probally are more exciting in bed. they are also much taller. they have nice eyes. aiiiyahhhh... donnoo la...

brain washed



i was thinking bout the three pieces of clothes that i really wanted to buy. it kept ringing "buy me" the entire night. cant even get a decent sleep. that proves that i really want to buy it so badly that i am willing to go down on my knees in front of mommy dearest. maybe i should so on a REAL DIET and then i will be able to save $$$ on food and have more to spend in orchard road.



have rented a tons of VCDS two days ago. okay just 5 but i was so amped on watching them all. that will be one movie average a day. i have watch three of the movies and say they are pretty not bad.



movies in rented

1. dirty dancing - the original is much better than the one now. at least the girl is far prettier minus the BIG hair.

2. matchstick man- very nice show with a great twist. now i know why pp tell me very nice to watch. damn nice!!! nicholas cage is good. but still wondering why is it call matchstick man.

3. intorable cruelty- catherine zetta jones is hot!!! and i mean really HOT!!! she looks so good, so classy, so exotic. i wish i can have her body after she dies. i want to look as hot as her. think she is the very few ladies in hollywood that i respect for her darn good looks.

4. secondhand lions

5. some wierd chinese show

current account



went shopping the entire afternoon with co and can. for once i really wish i was filthy rich with tonnes of disposible income for me to throw away. it is really hard being a student in SA. everything is always spent on food then before you find out... u are left with a negative net income/allowance before you know it and then you wonder why is there a deflicit in your monthy accounts. that will leave you with literally ZERO/NIL/KOSONG/GOOSE EGG/NOTHING left to spend on entertainmental and leisureable expenses which will leave you with a damn depressed and debilitated soul to cry on. then when something called shopping comes about, u are devastated and rejected as the sight of yourself digging your wallet for coins is too unbearable.



saw a couple of really nice stuff in town yesterday. i figured that i look really really REALLY GOOD in mature stuff. all the turtle necked and long skirts make me look too good for even me to believe. just that with mature clothes, you no doubt have to expect mature price tags. i cant even afford half of the tag. maybe it is time to call upon the power of mommy. but then again, the day mommy pays that price for clothes for me is the day when GOD have decided to allow me to walk through his gate. i TRIED confronting mommy with the suggested (by co) "we very long need a daughter-mother dinner" and guess what??? mommy (as usual) countered with the typical "why do need so much clothes" ritual routinal counterargument. then i came up with a "you taught me how to look into the future" rebuttal she has been instilling in me for every and it IS A DARN GOOD REASON for an excuse for buying clothes for my uni days. just that she did not buy it. DARN!!!



i really need to get myself a pair of affordable, really nice-looking, classy pair of black ankle stripped 2 inch silettos. that is probally the only thing that i am missing from my current closet. i think i am begining to grow up... i am having a fatish for heels... maybe coz pp like corinna is proving that it looks good (not trying to complement you woman!) the BIGGEST PROBLEM that does not link me and heels is my freeking white scary/disgusting pair of feet (shanny+white feet not = heels) i am going to be condamned for life. if i play tennis for life that will mean that i am going to have white feet for eternity. just waiting for the tournment to end then my skin will be able to gradually fade (and i asure you that i takes a long LONG TIME) and then go for intensive tanning to get a wished nice even golden tan. (dream on)

smell the air



the roses and sunflowers are starting to bloom full time in the garden of eden. freedom in floating in the air caressing every part of my head. oh mi god!!! i really cant believe that i have put up with two weeks of paper pulp and ink, brain damage and hand cramps, and butt aches from sitting at the table. i declare my shortsightedness as result of my past 14 years of education in the intensively crazy and wierd education system of my country. the least the goverment can do is most probally to subsidies our eye related expences. that would really help.



the past three days of exams had almost earned me the permanent residental status of woodbridge. studying is the most difficult thing i have ever encountered in my 18 years of life. with the transaction from memory to application, i would really need some sort of blessing from the up above to let me gain enlightenment. okay... let us do some reflection on my papers -



General paper- the chances of me passin this paper is the same as my chances seeing the easter bunny. if compo did not screw my ass, i am sure the compre did... how is anyone to judge any form of english through compre??? die... need one o one with AGB!!!

Econs- if i knew how to do a single MCQ... yeah u get the idea. thought the market failure essay wasnt THAT bad. maybe able to smell a pass (hopefuly)

Literature- my hand better be cramped for something. i wrote my heart out although i know that nothing worth more than 14/25 for long days and probally will not smell a pass (as usual) for Silas Marner. at least i know lit is unfailable!!!

Geog- somone kill tourism!!! hell with the damned question! lucky i did question 9 of tutorial for else i am dead. phy was okay. i can see myself passing this with a D at the most.



i am going to reward myself for studying SO HARD *cough*

6 freeking hours to go



before i am freer than the wind that blows accross your face. just one more paper and i am escape from this world. problem goes that i have not finished half of geog. but then again who cares when you are free.



not very fun taking exams if you in the arts. the most commonly sited body disabilities of arts students are brain damage and hand cramp. no body writes as much as we people. in the As... we have a total of -



- lit (3 papers times 3 hours each = 9 hours)

- geog (2 papers times 3 hours = 6 hours)

- econs (4 hours approx)

total of 9+6+4=19 hour of hand cramp and brain damage



being in arts is definatly more physically straining than those blissed science pp.

6 hours more

6 hours more

6 hours more

i saw someone with a big white leg.

serve the bitch right.

hope she breaks something else.

i am more than grinning ear to ear.

just a note to hold and celebrate on

loosing track



i was so exhilarated i managed to catch the last train back from lakeside mrt. i felt so happy when i heard the mrt squeel into the station, knowing that i wouldnt have to take the other two alternatives of reaching home - a) of throwing $20 into the evil pocket of the taxi driver while the money could be inevested into a more contributed cause of post-exams leisure and glee and b) that i can lose all the thousand calories consumed at the BBQ by walking back a possible distance of say... 60 km? when i changed the train at jurong to the red line, the all-so-friendly announcer announed that the train was going to terminate at TPY. lucky she did not say AMK. if she did, i was so sure i am going to cross country at 12 midnight with the anticipation of a rape case in tomorrows papers. reached home pretty late and was so surprised and totally bewildered to find that mommy did not scream at me and even more amused to find that daddy had not came home yet. that's for the first time in man kind history. pretty sure that they have decided that their little girl have grown up and was predetermined to wash their hands of my messy affairs. lucky me!



from the moment i stepped into the house, my fingeres were always engaging themselves in the fairy food dance. that means that they were in nonstop action for 3 hours which also implies that the HCL were regenerating themselves for 3 hours which also implies that amount of calories lost through chewing was a far great amount. but after all the math, net amount into the body was far more positive than amount out. that would leave me with more lard and greese production which suggests that there will be anticipation of weight gain. *sigh* i really should stop eating. but for the record... after piles of sweetpotatoes, chickenwings, hotdogs, stingray, sotong, crabstick, otah, prawn, potatosalad... i engaged in the digestion of two cups of almond jelly with logan, 7 slices of some jelly thing made by becs and uncountable cups of weird orange/sprite thingy in WM/jan's prescription. but the bottom line is that i was full (wow right? for once this trashcan has a limit)



was reading the papers today. i figured that there are many wierd but interesting things that are happening in the world that brings up the ratings of the newspaper. its a wonder why journerlists can fill 10 pages of a single story. they are born to write crap. the taiwan election was like some movie out of the matrix. with bullets swaving from side to side, the wave of hands were all out slow-mo and the missing of metal while they shot pass. amazing! they could even make a movie out of it. politics is a tough world and in this world there are many matrixed.

tears not so in heaven but straight into hell



music again!!! *roll eyes* the grasscutters are really getting out of hand now. there cant be that much grass at the void deck to sustain their job for two whole days, can there? there are only few small patch of grass around here, since when do they need so much time to scrap the top 3 cm from every blade of grass? can be recorded as the longest time ever in book of records, can also be recorded as the slackest grass cutter on earth. think that guy is skiving on the job, pretending to cut grass for his boss to hear since his boss cant see him. MRP theory states that wages are paid by the productivity of labour other known as MPP holding other things constant, but this particular grasscutter is assuming that he will be paid more due to the principle of net percentage and he is SO WRONG...



what's more is that i am the only loney soul at home. mommy took leave and brought the world out for a movie, but this hardworking *big cough*, intelligent *bigger cough* soul made herself stay at home to "study". but so far i have only touched the cover of my macro notes and then my hands were all over the playstation controller. see??? i'll never get down to anything close to reading a single word on paper. i wonder if i can get a O average for any of my papers this BT1. i am just so sick of looking at flattened tree pulp and i need to smell the air of the orchard (road).



some sorries

hey girls : sorry i cant make it out with you people for lunch today. i feel really bad. i really want to go and hang out but as you know it is better for my conscience to know that i HAVE been TRYING to study even though staying at home is far unproductive and unconstructive.

janelle : no swimming for me today girl. need to hit the books! i look horrible in swimsuit anyway due to excess lipids and cellulite, not to forget tones of grease and lard. i will need to buy a one piece coz all i have are two. some other time yeah?

matt : i really didnt mean to scream at you this morn, but you and brian is really getting on my nerves. pardon this stress abundant piece of shit k?

shanny : i am so sorry i am so distracted today (then as are every other days) but things are calling out for my attention every minute. i cant help it woman. it is very hard being a woman of great dynamics and stature. *whatever*



we are finally having a class BBQ tonight. i really hope everyone will be there and not opting to shut themselves at home and face paper. you must always think this way : even the paper needs a break from your face. i live on this motto during the exams and it has worked "pretty well". this BBQ would be some sort of stress relieve for me (like what stress in the first place?) but hell why not just spare my unfuntioning brains of more unused information and just spear it on FOOD and MAHJONG!!! just wondering why it must be in JURONG??? totally the other side of earth to me. it takes ten centuries for the concord to fly there and back.



maybe i am going to take a detor to town in the evening before meeting them. feel like plucking my eyebrows again as they look like two caterpillars hanging above my eyes. DISGUSTING!!!



oh yeah... have you read todays papers??? Josh Groban is on cover on life and i must say that this is the first picture he looks good in. jo is turning mad over him and keeps playing his tracks over and over again. i can sing all his spanish songs by heart already. hey... thanks to lyn. co and can for this CD totally worth your money

blasting of an array of music



watever my heading means i did not mean on shit of it. i have been dreadfully blessed with tonnes of "music" the entire day. music in this context happened to have mysteriously transended past the 1 billion index record on the sound descible charts to an amazing unbelievable tone-death rate of utter silence of everything possible in human kind. why on earth do my dearling SAJC put the damned BT1 on the holidays? holidays are the time when people shift into new neighbourhoods and grasscutters cut grass!



things that got me so distracted

although i REALLY wanted to study

1. drilling of neighbour house - who the hell drills at 9.00am? when pp still sleeping. why renovate ur house NOW???!!!??? expecting to go on and on and on the entire day and next few days

2. grasscutters- grass dont have to be only cut during the hoildays. too much grass in the neighbourhood!

3.pilling projects in GYSS- foundation is okay already, you dont have to pile on more to just rebuild a school which will never get into top 30. save money and give it to schools who need it more than them like SAV

4. vacuum cleaner- why???

5. matt and brian- shouting in the wee hours of the morning over who should take uncle dav's car... get a life ppl!!! pp still sleeping...

6. tv on too loud- jo is blasting the tv i can hardly hear my self. (this is due to above reasons)

7. some fat ass in next block blasting music- stop repeating the whole black eye peas CD!!! SHUT UP... JUST SHUT UP SHUT UP!!!!



hell with all of them... i really cant concentrate anymore than i can NOT eating. need a sound proof study with a build in refridgerator and air-con. i really hate studying!!!

lost... and never EVER found...



wat if i told you that i am STILL behind time... VERY behind time. nothing is going into the brains and i do not care a single shit if it will ever go in in the first place... monday was obviously useless like i have explained and tuesday was just as unproductive. ditto ten times for today... maybe going to school makes u loose track of time and concords you straight to timbattu for a holiday. (i really wonder why they bother calling march 13 - 21 march holidays. when the world seems to called it by a more 'appealing' name -- study break)



had SM today with ms tan... aka mdm boring nasal woman. i almost died getting out of the house today at 12.15pm in the freeking ten degree burn sun to sit the non-aircon 93 just to place my butt in a freezing AVA for 2 hours to hear chicken cluck and cow moo... she really should consider looking for me to give her some vocal projection lessons. maybe she just needs a diaphram and stop talking through her nose. the windpipe is barely used... like for Gods sake!!! two hours staring at a book is no fun at all.



had to make my way down to NDC for dental today. LUCKY THERE WAS NO CRAZY RETARDED NS GUY THIS TIME!!! another episode of that experience will kill me, and make me walk straight to SGH and declare myself dead at the information counter. dr quek is not in today as usual. and the no-eyed dentist who took over was poking my gums till the bleed just to get one piece of the lingerure into the last bracket at the back for like 5 mins. (no kidding!) like why doesnt she get the hint to cut it off after a few tries and leave me alone. it is more than painful to have sollen gums and then some mad woman turn up to cut the other side open with that poky thing.



have you watched becker on tv? i found out that it was a pretty nice show to watch. really funny and rubbish. really good for a light hearted time. guess wat? the more i watch becker... the more i think doctor john becker is manly. saw him with his shirt off today. i am starting to think that hairy chest is sexy. i think i am also like KJ and i am on with all the old man craze... that is good and yet bad in a way. but you have to agree that older man are really sexy...



sexy men older than 30

not in order of merit

1. Keanu Reeves (40)

2. Ted Danson / aka dr john becker (57)

3. Johnny Depp (41)

4. Brad Pitt (41)

5. Jon Bon Jovi (42)

6. Hugh Grant (44)

7. George Clooney (43)

8. Antonio Banderas (44)

9. Ashton Kutcher (reported to be 30 this year)

10. David Schwimmer (ross in Friends) (38)

11. Sean Connery (74)

12. Kevin Costner (49)



ps: will finish this when i am free

i have been slacking



tell me what's new??? this brain of mine have never registered something called BLOCK TEST. dont even seem to remember that word... is it french? no no spanish??? maybe someone forgot to help it sign up in shanny's dictionary. apparently the only two words in this head is "Food" (wats new) and "Slack" (wats new too). my life if really on the line if i dont find out what that word means by the end of the day. i woke up yesterday morn finding out that time has left me out and it has turned my life up-side-down left-side-right and in-side-out. it dawned on me that i am one freeking week behind time in my preperations for BT1. SHIT!!!



btw: one week behind = have not started anything yet...



cant blame me for slacking yesterday. i had horrible cramps at lunch time and ended up snoring the rest of the afternoon away. i hate my cramps, why is heaven so unfair to me? cant even keep me crampless for a month without spilling anything? darn u!!!



night was even more of a reason why i am slacking and i swear that it is a reason just as good as that of the afternoon, maybe even better- there was SO MUCH ON TV last night! two period time slots on and on the entire night. (told u it was a good reason) and besides... my KEANU REEVES was on tv last night... did you watch it? this time he had a shirtless scene!!! even though it was only for about 2 mins, i had caught myself sogging over the chair and dripping saliva all over my shirt. holy shit!!! he also had a hair wet scene and a dejected guy scene as well as a victory scene (though i did not like him kissing other women) he looked HOT!!! at least this time he is not kissing an old potato skinned hag. i promise i cannot take another one of him kissing potatoes, ill just go burry myself in my backyard IF i had one. maybe i should free fall from room window. he sure is one VERY YUMMY 40 year old. heaven just gives some people the luck and the good looks. i am so going to buy "sweet november"



today another USELESS day. only tried (notice i used past tense of "try") to study 2 chapters of geog before i found myself in front of the tv. i seriously need to have big doses of self control and perservance. my self control is always snapping like a rubber band and once i am on tv i can NEVER pull myself back to the table. house is full of distractions. oh GOD will i even pass my BT1???



distractions in shanny's house

arraged in order of level of distraction

- television

- fridge

- bed

- computer

- dog

- sister

- wallet

- radio

- closet

- many many more



i must try to get myself out of the house before i eat up all possible resources like food and electricity and mental energy talking to dog. think amber is pissed with me too. cant even sleep properly without me waking her up ever hour. the thing is that i am too lazy to bother going out. *sigh*



things i have studied so far

- 2 chapters of physical geog

- ummm... that all i can think of...



OH GOD!!!

SOMEONE GIVE ME A HARD DRIVE!!!!!



ps: hard drive is not used in sexual context... dont think dirty...

every man for himself



mommy gave me this talk bout how i should be a better person and that i should take up confusism... like what is that all about??? she has been repeating till the moon have dropped and the sun crying flameing balls that how as a human being i have defied all the basic laws of human life. i have been hearing this talk bout how i am selfish, rude, disrespectful, rapacious, selfless, voracious and inhuman. (not funny people!)



for starters... I DO NOT CARE. period. life will not be exciting if everyone had followed the freeking laws of basic human behaviour. there will not be an as animating and dramatic life on earth with a yummy variety of characters if everyone behaved in the same way. where do you get the intoxication and all the melodrama from? hello? it is people like me that hollywood loves and wants more of.



all i have to say is that in this new age dog-eat-dog modern world... being selfish, rude, disrespectful, rapacious, selfless, voracious and inhuman is how you can actually achieve something without being stepped all over by all the over-achievers. it is 'every man for himself' and 'inhumanity is the only human in existance' and 'devouring is prevention of being devoured'. that is what life is people.



still find the fact that mommy ask my to take up confusism funny. like what age is this now. even china dont really take an old DEAD man's advice now let alone me... though i agree that SOME of his teachings are relatively right like:



- "It does not matter how slowly you go so long as you do not stop"

- "Wheresoever you go, go with all your heart"

- "The cautious seldom err"

- "The people may be made to follow a path of action, but they may not be made to understand it"

- "The superior man is modest in his speech, but exceeds in his actions"



the will to suceed is more than enough to bystand any sayings of dead old man. this dead man happen to be ancient in 551 BC - 479 BC... and comparing to the more current world of year 2004, dead man words may not be the wisest.



ps: no offence to those taking believes in my deares confusius.

the end of the road



i screwed up BIG time at todays match. really screwed and glitched everything that has ever occured to me life in tennis, everything i have build up over the last 4 year sunk straight into the ocean along with the titanic. you may say that it is just one match but shanny sees it otherwise. when something wrong happens, you need to blame something. well??? it is ALL the tennis racquet strings fault. i have finally found out that i HAVE the power all in this fat retarded lipid dominated body of mine and i do not need an extensive source of energy to create a ball that travels at the top speed of 200 km/h. i still prefer my 'prince lightning XX' i feel very handicapped without it, like as if it provides me my confidence on court.



got really pissed at myself at the begining of the match due to the fact that my hands cant keep one luminous ball in the context of the green rectangular. but then again it is not my fault that the strings are projecting more than 2 million ks of energy. cant play when i am pissed. *sigh*



took this from corinna's blog who took it from her friend's joe blog. it speaks a lot of my mood now considering that there are a lot pressure in every freeking aspect of my self pathicary life. tennis, studies, social life, future... but the bottom line is that my life sucks in general.



the end of the road



i paint a pretty picture

i paint it with a twist

i paint it with a razor blade

i paint it on my wrist



and if i paint it properly

a fountain will appear

and with this bloody fountain

my troubles disappear



to continue on a lighter tone, people at school think that i am incapable of being a girl. by the image protrayed of myself in school, i really dont see why pp think of me in that way. some pp just finds it really funny of the idea of my wearing a skirt. so i did a self reflection on the bus on my way back from lunch. i had really needed to reflect on the person i truly am and the person i protray myself to be -



shanny in person

personality traits

1. loud - screams and talks at a thousand desibles over that of an aeroplane taking off. in built loudspeaker. happens to turn louder over the climaxing of excitement build-up. this may be due to past speach and drama classes and exams taken, projection of voice on stage has been everything. too bad it is very much innated into personality now.

2. talkative- non stop action of lips. diaphram seems to have excessive air. mouth have a brain of its own, thus two brains in shannys body. this may be contriversal if shanny has bouts of PMS and mood swings

3. self centered- mommy says so and i agree. if you do not have a tint of selfish bone in your body, you are VERY unlikely to succeed in the future if you wish to continue to stay in singapore. in the real world, it is every man for himself. hates to do favour for pp

4. self absorbed- everything has to be about me.

5. rough- if you have seen the way i sit/stand/talk/wave hand while talking/shout/sleep/eat/play contact/bout anything, you will agree with this point. maybe i was born wrong. should have been Y choro-ed

6. neat- my room is spotless. other than the mess created by roommate (sis) generally a very neat person who have zero tolerance for dirt and mess. could be protentially a good house wife *choy* -touches a whole forest of wood-

7. dishonest- dont expect me to tell the truth all the time. but you always trust me to lie. does it all the time even i forget if it really is the truth or not. status of lying victim does not matter.



this is as far as i can think of in my entire 25 mins bus journey back.

crashed, reburned and burried



okay i thought that the com is okay but no, it has lagged back into the same old problem. that will spell out not more blogging for me for at long as i can get my butt out of the house to lay my fingers on a set of keyboard. not only my computer crashed and burned, it has added a sub benefit of being burried in the depths of shanny's worse ever history. i really hate it when the computer breaks down. i cant do anything that includes reading my mail, blogging or surfing for school related stuff. esp that now is the xams periods, i really need to go online to search for USEFUL information. that is not an excuse for using the com. i am an honest, truthful person who knows her limits and is more than willing not to use the computer for other matter other than fun.



speaking of fun, i am kinda happy that the class is finally having a decent outting this holiday. although it is in the mid of our study break, it will rid my mind of books for a day. but that will also mean that i will have bout one day less for my mugging. but never mind. thought timetable wise i am VERY behind time this week, i will TRY to study everything with width and depth in a week minus the BBQ day



gotta go. have training now

on the screen



a short note: there are many things to watch on tv this week.



Wednesday: amercian idol 3 - wildcard round is espected to be good.

Thursday: amercian idol 3 - result of wildcard round

Friday: WILLIAM HUNG!!! - MUST WATCH!!! untimate show, should be funny and good

Sunday: the replacement - i think it is on sunday, but anyway, Keanu Reeves (my darling) is staring in it. damn funny show with a damn cute guy.

crashed and burned tenfolds



what is worse than dying without ever meeting the love of your life?

what is worse than being tortured over and over again?

what is worse than seeing ms K towering over you?

what is worse than the lack of freedom?



the bloody freeking lack and kaboomness of the bloody house computer i am so pissed with that stupid diablio 2. the moment it was installed onto the com, the computer decided that it was a lame game and decided to make my burn by crashin and burning. i must make it clear that this is not due to me. it was louis who wanted to play the game and ended up armagadoning the entire computer in anticipation of doomsday/WWIII/hell. now i will not have any computer to use in the house and i think that daddy is AS USUAL going to take centuries to get it fixed.



this always happens to me. call it lady bad luck grining upon my fate and destiny. the last time it disintegrated and generated smoke was last promos and daddy took 2/3 whole months to get it working again. now that my BT1 is nearing the edge, it kabooma chaota again. either that God is hinting to me that i should be studying rather than lying my fingers on the keyboard, or that He has decided to make my life hell. what have i done to deserve this treatment???



no keyboard = shanny's life disintegration = suicide



dont blame me if i dont ever get to blog anymore. it is not my fault that the computer has disregarded me as its owner. i hardly have time in sch to blog anyway. let along seeing the shell wreakage of wired and harddisks at home. think i should fork out some money to buy myself a laptop. i cant trust the piece of shit at home anymore than i can stand the sight to the monitor lizard. think i will go and try checking out the price of a single laptop and raise funds for the "shanny computer charity" this sucks!!!

execssive X hormones



it is not an easy vocation searching for one piece of strouded synthetic cloth with four holes for two limbs a head and a waist for the tournament in a single day. something called a sports' top is almost nonexistant and defuncted in the whole queensways building that i swear i almost killed myself in the protracted and tedious job of getting lost in a hexigonal building with no wat so ever sense of freeking direction in search of a shop with actually have girls wear which has the brains to chop down the daylight robbery price of prada wear. (wow that was long) and the only place that allowed me to breathe air over price was sportslinterlink, just that now the problem is that there are only 7 freeking stinking piece of stock left in the entire world that it has created another problem of it's creditbility of it's shipment.



i seriously feel like giving up on buy jerseys already. like my sec 4 captaincy responsiblity of budgeting a team's tournament wear is already throwing me off the rack and now i have to scout for it in a building that dont give people a sense of direction. a compass wouldnt even give u the direction u need. the guys managed to find their rather nice top and bottom in record time of 1 hour and left the girls (me and whoops) to kill our leg muscles in search of our forever too expensive piece of wear. we were thinking of buying skirt for this year but the thing is that the chairmen of all the sport manufacturing firms decided that girls have to spend unearthy amount of S11s purcharsing one bloody piece of cloth.



ok, had to rush down to town to meet the girls for dinner at my longly awaited glasshouse dinner. as usual, i had problems choosing what in my capaciously indiscriminate wardrobe i have that i can wear. as always the girls will be dressing up (note: girls does not mean YP and Jill) and i thought that i will try something different. it is not nice seeing me in army like clothes all the time, i was thinking bout their eyesights and possibilities of soreeyes when i decided to wear :



- a long skirt

- v neck top

- a pair of nice white HEELS!!!



yup i wore heels. and you know what??? white heels totally camos ur unhumanly white ankle socked division of black and white. and i looked girly!!! i have to say but i think i looked good!!! so ger... most prob can pass of as a mature mid 20 LADY and get guys hiting on u girly. really was something different, felt different too. two inch elevation makes u feel :



- taller

- more mature

- confident

- sexy

- in need of a nice muscular arm to hold

she's always a woman to me

by billy joel



she can kill with a smile, she can wound with her eyes

She can ruin your faith with her casual lies

And she only reveals what she wants you to see

She hides like a child, but she's always a woman to me



She can lead you to love, she can take you or leave you

She can ask for the truth, but she'll never believe

And she'll take what you give her as long it's free

Yeah, She steals like a thief, but she's always a woman to me



CHORUS

Ohhh... she takes care of herself

She can wait if she wants, she's ahead of her time

Ohhh... and she never gives out

And she never gives in, she just changes her mind



And she'll promise you more than the garden of Eden

Then she'll carelessly cut you and laugh while you're bleeding

But she’ll bring out the best and the worst you can be

Blame it all on yourself 'cause she's always a woman to me



CHORUS



She's frequently kind and she's suddenly cruel

She can do as she pleases, she's nobody's fool

And she can't be convicted, she's earned her degree

And the most she will do is throw shadows at you,

But she's always a woman to me



CHORUS



i really think he is singing bout me. when i first heard this song sung by john stevens in AI3, i fell in love ♥ with it, then i realised that billy joel has writen it so carefully that it totally coincides with my personality and thinking. maybe sometime in my life i have unconsciously travel back into time and met him. or maybe i could have been his first lover in my past life and died a tragic death forcing him into grief and then he decided out of his love to me to write me this song. dont laugh... it IS POSSIBLE!!!



song analysis

1. kill with a smile - tt is so me... i have the most gorgeous smile ever on the face of this earth. period. can send guys to their knees and make them kiss my feet willingly.

2. wound with her eyes - you cant denie that i do have nice eyes. it is so small but beautiful that i can electrocute pp with a stare.

3. ruin your faith with her casual lies - i lie so much that you'll never know when it is coming. this lying pro can sweet talk you into thinking you are something you are not and you wouldnt even know it.

4. only reveals what she wants you to see - this is a technique called selective choice. can create brick wall and with lying (refer to previous point) can make you see only certain things

5. ask for the truth, but she'll never believe - KJ should know this point very well.

6. she'll take what you give her as long it's free - will do so especially if it is FOOD. if you have noticed, i happen to do ALOT of this. anything free is always welcomed.

7. She steals like a thief - refer to my primary sch life. used to shoplift from shops and mommys wallet. was a naughty girl.

8. she's ahead of her time- means that i am very mature for my age.

9. and she never gives out, And she never gives in - shannys' perserverance is reflected in the chorus.

10. can do as she pleases - that is wat shanny's exixtance on earth is about. when i say something, i want it



PS: only listed 10 resembence to me. but there are much more.

my grocery



the day of the return of our mother tongue paper was just another day in singapore in the life of shanny. the sky did not bother to change colour (counts for a good omen) and ms K did not bother to give me another look when i passed her path 4 times throughout the entire day (counts for better omen). everyone must have been in a damn good mood, either that or heaven have made ms K blind!



anyway, mr lian did not bother to show up for tutorial today and his abesence have lead the entire class into insanity and madness in LT3. with the air-con at north pole temperature freezing me away, increasing the chances of my attaining frostbite on my butt due to lack of cloth in skirt area. the temperature was thrown further into the abliss when wing man decided to flaunt her MAGNIFICANT skills on the piano, not only was it freezing cold but it had created a sudden snow storm that no one can esacpe. not only that but she was going on and on and on and on about some white UGLY crush of hers called (better not say or ill pollute my blog). huiping totally brought the sun up when she finally laid her hands on the keys. (thank God) then they were like freezing and warming me nonstop due to change of players. by the time i actually got the answers for question 1 part a... two periods passed and i have been physically weathered and fragmented into the punniest bits of meat due to intense temperature fluctuation. i cant believe they were playing the piano for two periods and that i have been drowned in noise for two whole periods. after the whole experience, all the piano songs were ringing in my head and playing over and over and over and over again till i got home.



got a C6 for chinese. i thought it was not bad already considering that my chinese never smelt a B and my constant inability to sustain in the range of Cs. actually, i really cant be bothered bout chinese considering the new and glady improved change in education system. but donno why after getting my hands on the paper, i suddenly felt a gust of wind calling out to me and asking me to go shopping. then i thought if i were to spend money, why not throw it at something useful and benefital to my life...



grocery list for 5th march 2004

1. bus concession for 8th march (27.50) - though no use but who cares

2. divine CD fm sembawang (17.90) - finally got my hands on it.

3. "the party season" by sarah manson fm popular (18.38 - 3.88 = 17.10) - bought this on impuse, dont ask why. the cover was nice so the money came out on own will. none of my business.

4. ZIG painty white marker fm popular (2.60) - it said opaque and permanent. another thing i bought on impuse. felt that i would have use for it la.

5. two BIG bags of chips fm NTUC (2.00) - it was on offer la. too good a bargain for me to refuse.

6. Campbell alphabet soup fm NTUC(1.35) - just craving.

7. Vitasoy 375ml fm NTUC (0.55) - i was thirsty la.

8. Lychee Guilinggao fm NTUC (0.85) - thought i might want to consume it for desert tonight.

9. hotbowl mee goreng fm NTUC (1.22) - already wanted this

10. oat meal bar fm NTUC (1.61) - looked yummy. my account for snack later

11. one bag of sweet (2.57) - having sweet tooth lately

total:72.69



dont know what came over me. maybe God is telling me to celebrate. may it is early hungry ghost festival and one of them decided to take over my body. but actually deep down in my heart, i know that i am actually the recarnation of the queen of PIGS...

What is Your Heart REALLY Made of?


PURE = goodness of heart = damn nice to everyone = well loved

TRUE = honest = frank in opinions = good critic = potential occupation

DEEPLY LOVING = romantic = perfect for Keanu Reeves = perfect wife

CARING = always concern of others = model citizen and friend

STAND THE TEST OF TIME = patience = can go fishing for husband = perfect for Keanu Reeves

LOOKING FOR ... AS YOU = i am perfect.

early to meet



left my brains with the weighing machine yesterday. i was so overjoyed that i forgot to take it back home with me. and guess what happened this morning before the cows came home? miss shannytan forgot that it was a wednesday morning and that assembly only starts at 8.15am. she still woke up at 6am and dragged herself out of the bed into the toilet and out of the door ONLY to find out at 6.20am when she is at the busstop that it is a bloody wednesday!!!



yes... i am totally upset bout this matter but what can i do to stop my overenthusisism of the idea of going to school? you see... living in singapore for the past 18 years of my life, we as a typical singaporean student have it inculcated and innuled into our bloods to go to sch five times a week, four weeks a month and 12 months a year. then u'll have to minus off the holidays and public hoildays and you will still be left with the word "torture" but if you have been spending the last 12 years of ur life coming to school at 6 everyday. what do u expect? i bet i can even come to school on time even if i am blinded. it has became more of instinct rather than thought.



if you read the time posted of this post, it is registered as 7 plus in the morn. this was done in the homeroom B11.

decreased



i almost did not believe the machine just down when i stared down at it from 1.65m above. it just did not register in this brain of mine that my body have decided that i was too fat and that it has been undergoing an automatic calories burning program. i registered 55.2kg of the machine! that, doing the math is 58 - 55.2 = 2.8kg. i actually loss weight! not like i care that much but i think that my trying to save money is probally the cause of this phenomena.



saving money for wishlist → wishlist → happy shanny ♥

↓

loss of weight

↓

also happy shanny ♥ → better to people around



though the loss of 2.8kg only accounts for 4.8% of total body mass loss. it will probally have 6.5% improvements to my life compared to the day i last took height and weight. by measuring the physical and emotional impacts of my social status and phycology of the basic human being, there are the following benefits -



1. happy shanny (as seen from above)

2. able and more willing to fit into old clothes

3. able to make more friends

4. 0.006% more possible to get a BF

5. 0.00000000025% more possible of getting a marriage proposal from KR

6. able to eat more as the psycological damage is made to -0.26 degrees lower

7. when running 2.4, less energy need to propel 55.2kg compared to 58kg



there ARE benefits!!!

PS: this post doesnt make me any more bimbo than one hour ago.

PPS: this also doesnt mean that i want a BF

PPPS: but i still want keanu reeves

one happy ME



okay... i have always thought that our school education sucks totally, but from this day onwards, singapore education system and all their weird policies are better to a great extent. they have FINALLY DECIDED to SCRAP my most favourite subject in the entire world of timbattu and now, MOTHER TONGUE IS IN THE RUBBISH BIN!!! and i am so going to throw a cocktail party and invite Keanu reeves to celebrate with me. such news is to celebrate for and deserves a international holiday. my dearest ministry of education totally rocks. not only did they decide to scrap my dearest chinese, they also have decided to make something called SATS dissapear down the drain. just that they did not bother to tell the world fast enough and thus incured my $81.90 on fri registering for the totally useless four digit number that will never in eternity ever reach the hands of the NUS chairman. at least he does not need to smell my result slip ever and faint of a heart attack over the knowledge of someone in singapore by the name of SHANNY GETTING 1120 for her 1st test.



but still, dispite the good it will do to NUS people, it has still incurred a BIG FAT OPPORTUNITY COST for ME!!! total of (81.90)times 2 for the simple act of a 20 min hard and braincell burning process of shading circles on the stupid form. shading can make you blind. and all the time i spent studying for SATS over the chinese new year (IF i did) went all down the black hole as there was never even incur one percent of any positive externities to the social welfare of SHANNY!!! not only that but the whole three hour i spent at bras basar freezing the room was just freezing my braincells for something that will never ever be counted for my uni entry...



but all this is a blessing in disguis

no chinese (EVER) + no SATS (EVER) = one very happy human being = shanny

divine



that stupid retarded shop did not have a single copy of MY divine CD.

that stupid retarded shop also did not have a single copy of my sweet november VCD.

what rubbish