i am feelin damn irritated now.
din get into the comms i applied for in round one.
everyone will not give it to me because i have 6 sports on my application list.
and i have not officalli dropped volley and softball.

then i am getting more irritated with the sight of the rest of the comms.
and i feel like just not taking any comm and quit all my sports.
and then stay at home next year

but i know i really want to stay and that ill be very loney at home.

the class of B04

long long time ago, there was a KR Kindergarden and there lived 18 girls. there were all kinds of people there, from the BITCHES (like someone WHITE we all know) and the nerd (me). anyway... presenting our floor... KR B Block 4th Floor!!!! OLD SCHOOL!!!! hit the spice girls.... and the cheese rings and the mamee.

WELLCOMER to AUR HUMBAL HOM

the class photo of class B04... too bad no one wants to play attention... takes too much of a chore to bother keepin still....stupid JCRC pulling my hair

the ah lian... fighting with prefect... naughty.... hurry up book her and report to the principle for being a bitch!!!

idiot bully the weak and the nicest person in class.... wait teacher come and scould you ar...

who is that???? look at the retarded nelle... got no brains lor...

now my turn..... drools..... how INNOCENT DO I LOOK????

OPEN FLOOR

this is taken after the even itself... too bad i have to run off like at the start for the bloody interview... would really have wanted to stay and cock myself further. i cant believe i was missing my own open floor...

the cute GIRLS in my room. aint i so freeking cute? we GIRLS ROCKS

4th floor girls... salute!!!! sing the marikita!!! pay attention la.

NERD ROCKS!!!!

small S is really too small la... even more then one head shorter then the guys...

look at this idiot!!!! epitome of the word LOSER

wat to do??? flounder out of water.... nerds out of class room!!!! cool dude CMI!!!


the open house that lasted till 7am

this is the longest open house ever. a normal one would take bout an hour at the most. but this open house is offically 6 plus hours throught the next morn. 11.30pm to 7am... when i came back from my interview they had already finished all the food and the ice sticks. idiot la... never even leave anything for the owner of the floor - me!!!!

anyway the guys nick, josie and tsuqing and ladies nelle and lynn were all having an illegal gathering in my room. try squeezing 6 people in a room that has only a bed and a chair. talked cock and utter rubbish till 7 am in the morn then they go for breakfast. they stole my ceral and littered my floor until so messy i have to sweep the floor when i woke up at 1.30pm.

to think that we had so much rubbish to talk lor. but really. it is fun once in a very long while to stay up very late and submit yourself to the cock GOD...


stupid josie... dont let me take his photo...

me and my pretty face!!!

nick with facial mask and acting as a geisha with lollipops as what ever it is. all equipted with hair band. having fun putting facial mask like camo paint on his face... guys OFFICALLY ARE LOSERS AT PUTTING MASK... his skin so nice still need mask meh???

miming.... lame...

just a picture to add

i think that this photo is so creepy.... just imagine if this was really real. just that i know that that was ME

Descartes is not as bad as that other dead man called PLATO

just gotten my essay commented and i have to say that there is less colors on my paper now. maybe i am getting the hang of the whole philo thingy. LIKE REAL MAN... *dings* reality...

but i still think i understand "the-should-have-died-again man" plato more then "mr-matrix-there-is-no-real-world-man" Descartes. how stupid is it to question if the world exists. like ONLY BORED OLD MAN DO STUFF LIKE THAT since they lack the energy and skills to be apted in other past-times aka having sex.

but seriously. dont you think that they should have better things to other then to think of stupid stuff. who cares if we are living in a dream matrix world. i mean... no one cares. and what can you do about it even if you find out? dont be stupid la. only retarted and impotent old men bother to rack their brains to think of the unthinkable. and the thing is they feel that they are so smart.

retarded i say

what is the problem with philosophers? dont they have some sort of a life???

GUYS!!!! I MEAN GIRLS!!!!
my room is not for shotting porn!!!

my little lolita!!! today's newpapers got into their heads. that is a size 34 blouse on nick... it is so small he cant close his armpits...



seriuosly... they guys look so damn cute in janelle's VJ uniform and my RGPS uniform. my primary school uniform which they can SQUEEZE IN... so who gets caught for short skirt??? nick looks so CUTE!!!!! like little girl... i wonder who will hit on him??? dont guys like the cute small girl type???

oh my GOD!!! stand properly... how old ARE YOU???

damn sick man!!!!

who forgot to shave their legs???!?!?!????

6th Floor OPEN HOUSE
before the open house we were pigging out in nicks room.
open prata and start dipping...

we stole josephs $17 wooden bowl and poured curry in it. i mean our prata will need a bowl and his was the only one around. we should not have washed it for him though.

ceral feast... nothing better then sitting down and chewing on other peoples corn flakes. steal some milk from nicks fridge and you can get a nice buffet all FREE OF CHARGE... four flavours...

GHOST IN THE HOUSE

the six floor resident orbituries... just read the reasons of death and you can just laugh yourself to utter deathness. all done in the name of fun by dearest janelle seah. dead man photos.

the six floor gravestone. all sign by the ghosts after death. i wonder which hand they used to hold the pen.

oh no... the aura of the place is getting on me.... i feel sick...

sadako... yes. (the acutal color of the place is red, like the bloody funeral) the whole place was red... the put red cloth over the lights and hang a bloody red lantern. watch out... live here and resign to your fate... SHE IS COMING...

sadako looming around the corridors... what is that thing standing there... when things are moving normally sometimes you dont feel that EXTRA THING beside you!!!

josie felt something beside him...

taunted by the after shock...

KUSHIN BO!!!

greedy enuf to go for a buffet. ate like a freeking pig. did the usual stuffing of shanny. just stuffed and stuffed everything there is on the table into my mouth and then it moved from the mouth through the throat down to the stomach... ended up looking more pregnant then the pregnant fish i was stuffing myself with. i am so stuff you can dip me in tempura sause and fry me. with that many slices of
salmon sashimi... (with lime and wasabi)
and raw beef... (with mayo and tartar)
and tempura.... (with oil and flour)
and chocolat moose... (7 cups of pure cream and calories)
and everything else they had there

=s to GROW FAT AND DIE OF HIGH BLOOD PRESSURE AND DIABETIES AND STROKE....
choy... touch big plank of wood.

but as my usual lao da... you can always count on me to give a solution to everything.. haha

time to start.... chopsticks up everyone...

stupid bra strap and ugly pimples... wish those would clear up and GOD!!! look at those disgusting arms... note to shanny: borrow josie's weights

lynn self proclaimed artistic photo... the pot plus the guys.... they look not bad here... oh yeah... the pot has NICE paper... both water and fire proof. stupid nick stole 4 pieces of it.

picking the pot... look at the FAT FLUBBY ARMS for the scavanger... result of feasting. GOD DO I NEED TO DO SOMETHING ABOUT THOSE FLUGY ARMS MAN!!!! at least i am tan and not white like SOME pp.

josie trying to dig his mouth... so unglam. our dearest josie is such a turn off today... not just the pickin... idiots are and will always be idiots no matter what.

MONSTER!!!! i look hideous... like freeking troll. i think oompalumpa (however you spell it) look like that. i hope willy wonka takes me into his factory... just that this one is more chio and cannot sing.

old posts but now with photos

3rd Oct 05
formal dinner

this stupid thing was taken a really long time ago la.

NO!!! dont take me... just thought this pic is damn funny..

josie me and lyn... my stupid hair looks like it has not been washed for two years. like the IT nerd type. as usual the retarted IQ of 1 josie!!!

nelle and me... i look like i am trying to hold the wall up... looks stupid la.... but i think the photo v nice.

LIZARD!!!!!!!!! and me after my bathe and washed hair... look like an angel now.

me lyn and nelle... really... washed hair looks so much better...

i hate having my period
there is so many things that you cannot do;

you cannot enjoy yourself coz you have to do a 100 m dash to the toilet every 4 hours just to change out of that BLOODY little thing that is stuck to your underwear with double sided tape.

you are forced to wash your hands every time you come out of the toilet cubicle coz there may just be some hint of goowy red stuff all over your hands and sometimes into your nails if you have not cut them.

you have to hurry to wear your underwear (with pad attached) everytime you finish bathing or else a lump of red stuff will drop in a clutter on the floor then you'll have to clean it up. like some upsidedown volcano.

you cannot wear light colored bottoms coz the chances of them turning red is almost 100%. then if you get them stained then it is as good as being thrown into the rubbish bin coz non amount of bleach is gonna get it off. it will just turn out to be a yellow spot after washed.

you have to suffer from faint spells and cramps all the time and reduce you to a pathetic little prawn curled up on the bed or chair or almost any horizontal surface.

you have problems wearing skirt coz not only do you have to keep your thighs together, it is very embarrassing to let the world see your pad's wings. such a turn off... esp for girls like me who can NEVER sit properly.

you have to make sure you have a range of products for every type of flow. tampons to long wings to night pads to whatever retarded invention there is on earth.

you have to ask all your girlfriends every time you stand up if you have stained your bottoms. then it is such a waste of saliva.

you have to look up to the guys all the time and think how lucky they are for not going through this monthy torture for 50 years of their life.

and the worst thing is that you cannot have SEX!!!

scared of commitment???

for the past two nights i have been thinking if i should keep three or four sports. suddenly i think that i am going to burn myself out. four sports seems like a lot of time and energy to burn out in one month. but at the same time i am very worried if i can stay next year or not. base points of 26???? easy to get right???

i really dont know. there is just something that is tellin me that i hate the commitments. maybe that is why i have a bad feeling about volleyball. i keep asking myself if i am passionate about the game. and you know what? i really do enjoy playing the game. it feels nice to spike the damn ball over the net. but there is just something that is pulling me back. i dont know if it is the expectations that they want from me or if it is the tough training they keep harbouring on...

i dont feel this way of the other sports. i love tennis enough to want to give up everything. like i have been playing tennis since like forever. i have held a racquet for so long nothing is going to make me give it up for nothing. and then table tennis is fun game to start out with. handball started out with reluctance but i kinda like the people who is there and i kinda like my post as keeper there. so no freat...

it is just volleyball. i am scared to put my everything in it... i really dont know why....

think i have to clear my thought out with someone.

somber in home cave

what is better then to go home everyweek end and catch up on all your sleep. it is an amazment how i can sleep 17 hours out of 24 in a single day? that leaves the other 7 hours to watch disney channel, eat, and watch movies. how blissful life is when you go back once a week.

staying in hall makes you appreciate home.

i hall i have my fun, but also comes less sleep.
but when i am at home, it is all relax.
sometime i feel like i am a working adult who goes home at the end of the day dead tired and hungry.

well... it is only once a week i get to sleep in aircon room oka??

i am too valuable i have to make a choice

shit... i am now in every pratical trial i went for.
total of 7 sports in my pocket.
and i will have to choose 4.
tough choice...

i guess there is no choice but to admit that i am too good. jack of all trades master of everything. i so rock my socks man. am i one of those typical sports person... i am so gonna be the star player of everything *cough* everything one is going to think i am too good for them *COUGH*

ego is overwhelming i can contain it... have to be modest and express how much i think i rock. but really...

I HATE GEOG

rubbish project!!!!!!!!!
why even bother giving it to us when we dont understand a thing???

my next three years taking geog better not be anything close to having retarted project topics. i mean i enjoyed the map reading for prac... but the moment i saw the slope gradient and blah blah blah... i almost fainted. hello??? i thought i screwed off math. then i remembered that geog needs math...

i am so wrong in my head. i totally thought that i could loose the math and now i am pulled straight back into it.

i want it back!!!

i so have to take my camera from home. i think i am dying without something to take photos of. i hate it when everyone else have a camera while this pathetic soul lent hers to mommy. then i have to resort to relying on someone else to take my face and send me the photos which always comes days or even weeks late.

i love pictures. i cant stand my blog without any photos. dont you think it looks really dull. i havent seen anyone of my pics for a damn long time. think i should start reqruiting all my faces back.

anyway... i think i am becoming so fat i cant fit into anyone of my clothes. yeah... i turn freeking flabby... not that i dont mind me being heavy. but this is the first time in my life i have something called FLABS hanging out of my tummy and under the arms. like freeking fugly la...

no one wants a freeking godzilla as gf!!!!!!!!!
so doomed to keeping a dozen cats, staying in a cottage and knitting sweaters on a rocking chair.

damn it... i sound like some air head bimbo... that is something i DONT want to sound like. but think as the way i talk and my mannerisms i think i can forget sounding like some high class fool. i think everyone thinks that i am some rough loan shark la.

brought my magic cards to hall

now i have 4 playerable decks...
anyone game?

i housed an illegal immigrant in my room

guess who was sleeping on my floor through the night?
bunked up like some illegal immigrant wrapped in some comfortable and towel

JANELLE SEAH....

first time in the night i slept with the door open too.
it was raining so nicely and i NEED the nice WIND.

what is better then the perfect company and the perfect wind???

stupid enough to go for trials without my rubberband

who on earth is that stupidly forgetful to leave her room without taking along the ever trusty little brown rubberband. i mean you can NEVER play sports WITHOUT tying up your hair. or else you'll end up like some sadakko running around on the field. stupid right?

and guess what stupid thing i did??? throughout my bus journey from hall to src i was talking on the top of my voice (what's new) on our ever "trusty" A1 bus. asking all over the place for people (co and shirl) for a stupid rubberband. there was someone who offered a red rubber band.

the type they tie chicken rice if you da pao it.
the type where it hurts so much to tie
the type it hurts so much to pull it out.

have lost so many strands of hair and silently suffered in pain trying to re-tie my hair throughout the two trials i had. think i could have just gotten bald. the whole world knows that that type of rubberband can only hold chicken rice and not hair. that is one of the reasons why you by those at 20 cents a bag and for the same amount of 20 cents you cant even get a decent lasting PROPER hair rubberband.

but i think i should not complain too much. at least God is nice enough to think of me and provide me with my needs. THANK YOU GOD!!!!

softball and handball for me today.

softball was cool man. i mean i could hit the ball. and i could hit it very well. barely missed anything and they all went staight. not to bad for a tennis player ya? too bad i only went for one trial. not so sure if i could get in though. but ill love to play softball.

handball was a pain in the wrist. i really have no idea why i went for trials. i mean i think i like the handball people. they are the type that is easy for me to communicate to. think i cannot throw the stupid ball for nuts. think i should stay keeper. it is painful for everypart of the body but at least you get to stand on the spot and move sideways for 3 meters. i am trained to run sideways afterall right?

i still have no idea what sports i am in!!!! it is very IRRITATING that they all dont tell you anything at all and then you dont know if they all will want you in or not. then if you go for too many sports then everyone decides to take you in then you are so busy during december you want to die. i mean i already went for tennis, table tennis, softball, handball, volleyball, and waiting for squash.

i mean it is like 6 sports la. and i think i am rather okay at everything. squash is like tmr. donno if i should go or wait for next weeks. give the sports people some lag time to put my name on the list before i go and try out for squash. i do have a racquet. still not knowing if i am in table tennis or not. coz if i am not then i am so going for squash.

JUST TELL ME LA>>>>>>>>
FREEK......

now my left shoulder aches like shit

screwed = genes and death!!!

what have NUS done to me???
predicted cap of 1.0!!!!
dead and so dead
what is wrong with the module

or maybe what is wrong with me????
there cant be anything wrong with me la
maybe there really is something wrong with me

something so wrong i can screw philo term paper
and the genes and society MCQ
i mean WHO screwes the bloody MCQ???!?!?!

ME LA!!!!
i feel so stupid ever since i entered NUS