In the name of pretending to study. RANDOM FACEBOOK NOTE QUESTIONS! AGAIN!!!! <3
"Have you ever's"
Fell asleep in the arms of the opposite sex?
Yes. Hoho scandal.
Ever physically fought with a member of the opposite sex?
YES. -.- Have you seen how small I am. It would feel more like a massage for whoever I was fighting. Or “fighting”.
Ever walked in on your friends having sex?
Not yet. It’s on my to do list. So friends... SOUND OUT! (-.- What type of question?)
Ever sang to the person you like?
Nope, but he’s heard me sing to other people.
Is there anyone who likes you?
Pretty sure. Haha.
Do you believe ex's can be friends?
Meh. Maybe.
Where was the last place you fell asleep other than your bed?
Fat Boy.
Do you believe that everyone has a soul-mate?
No.
What is/are your favorite color/s?
Blue and green.
Are you a shy person?
When I first meet people.
What are you excited for?
Life! HAHA.
Do you have memories that you want to forget?
I guess you learn from the rubbish stuff as well, so not really.
If you could cry right now, what would be the reason?
Cry. What’s this. Must maintain macho image lah.
Are you happy?
Sure. :]
Do you think you will be in a relationship 3 months from now?
I hope so. Haha.
Are you wearing jeans, shorts, sweatpants, or pajama pants?
Shorts.
Do you hate seeing happy couples?
Um, YES. Especially when I look in the mirror.
If you went to jail, who would bail you out?
My mum, I guess. I think. I hope.
How tall are you?
153cm. Shuddup.
When was the last time you were actually happy?
I’m quite happy all the time one lah. Haha.
How long does it take you in the morning to fix your hair?
2 seconds. No seriously.
Have you ever played spin the bottle?
Yah.
Do you have a good relationship with your mother?
Yupp.
Have you ever passed out on the bathroom floor?
Fortunately, no.
Would you rather love one person or have many short relationships?
One.
Have you ever wondered how they make lines in toothpaste?
I figured out how they do it from the discovery channel. I think it’s more interesting that some random bo liao person THOUGHT of the idea of making the lines though. Freak.
Do you ever feel curious about how people see you?
Sure.
When is the next time you will kiss someone?
I’ll look into my schedule. See when I can fit my next kiss in and get back to you.
Do you find smoking unattractive?
Yeah, but strangely I find the lingering smell after attractive. Don’t ask me how that works. But still lah. Don’t smoke kids. Bad for your health.
Who was your crush in 5th grade?
LOL. I CANNOT REMEMBER. I liked a lot of people.
What is your biggest fear about making a total commitment to someone?
I dunno. I think even if stuff like that doesn’t work out, you learn from the experience as well so. NO FEAR. WOOT. Haha. Aiyoh. Don’t overthink, please.
Have you ever suspected anyone cheating on you?
Who would cheat on me lah please. Haha. But yeah, no.
Do you remember who you liked on New Years?
Yah. Chew.
Are you someone who worries too often?
Lol. I don’t think so.
Could things possibly get any better?
Better is relative I’m happy where I am now lah.
Have you consumed alcohol in the past 24 hours?
No.
Have you ever been in a situation where you had to be around your ex everyday?
No. Heng. Thanks.
Have you ever been in a car accident?
Not yet. We will see. Lol.
If you could have something right now, what would it be?
I have no idea what you’re asking. Haha.
Do you like sushi?
Sure.
What can you currently hear?
DAVID ARCHCULETA’S ZERO GRAVITY!!! <3<3<3
Whats the last pinkie promise you made, and to who?
HAHA. Jian kai and chee yao. That they would read my now deleted post and not tell anyone about it. We ACTUALLY pinkie promised.
Have you ever cleaned up someone else's vomit?
Ew. No. Thanks.
Is there anyone home?
I think so. I’m not sure.
The person you fell hardest for died today, how would you feel?
Aiyoh. What type of sadistic quesstion.
Have you kissed someone in 09 that means a lot to you?
I’m sure you’d like to know.
Something tragic just happened, does your facial expression show it?
I guess I’d just look stoned. As usual.
Do you miss someone?
I know you miss me more.
So, what do you want for your birthday?
Chew. Muackz.
Does any part of your body hurt right now?
My heart. Pining for.... CHEW!
Would you ever work at McDonalds?
I DID. HAHA.
Are any of your Facebook TOP friends gay/bi/ lesbian?
Haha. Not that I know.
Would you care if you saw the person you like, kissing someone else?
YES. Haha.
Did you see a boy today that made you smile?
Yupp, I stared for a while... Then I went to meet charles. JKJK.
What are you doing tomorrow?
Pretending to study.
Where did you get the shirt you are wearing?
Mum bought it.
Will you be up before 7 am tomorrow?
Um... how bout, NO.
Will you talk to the person you like tonight?
Probably.
Do you love anyone right now?
Love is a big word.
Is it easy to make you cry?
No.
Have you ever had a best friend who was of the opposite sex?
Yes.
Were you happy when you woke up?
No. I’m never a happy bunny when I wake up.
Does the person you like, like you back?
Yah. :]
If any, name a lyric from the song you're listening to?
ZERO GRAVITY!!!
Do you want someone to call you right now?
Will that make me popular? Then, YES.
If someone liked you right now would you want to know?
Sure. Lol.
Are you currently frustrated with a boy?
Not really.
When was the last time you had butterflies?
When I looked in the mirror. HAHA.
Who do you want to see right now?
Got mirror annot?
Did you mean "I love you" when you said it last?
I rarely say it. Haha. Probably last said it to my mum so yah, I guess I did.
Do you get upset over the opposite sex easily?
No.
When you say you don't care do you mean it?
Not always. But most of the time lah.
What would you do if someone called you handsome/beautiful?
Say thanks I guess.
Is there one person in your life that can always make you smile?
I smiling threshold very low one lah.
Who wαs the lαst person you hαd α deep conversαtion with?
Charles.
Where were you αt 4:00 this morning ?
Um, sleeping. Sorry I not so hardcore.
Whαt's the cd in your plαyer?
I always burn my own.
Cαn you count to ten in more thαn one lαnguαge αnd whαt lαnguαge?
English and Chinese. Sorry, science student lah.
Who is the lαst person to tell you they love you?
My mum?
Did you kiss or hug αnyone todαy?
HAHA. Who’s asking?
Is your current hαir color mostly your nαturαl hαir colour?
No. Lian.
Is your bed big enough for you?
NEVER.
Whαt wαs the reαson behind the lαst time you lαughed?
When I saw myself in the mirror. I’m too ridiculously good looking liao.
Hαve you ever lαughed so hαrd you cried?
Yeah.
What is your favourite thing αbout being sick?
Can sleep more. Much, much more.
Do you look αt the keyboαrd when you type?
Not really.
When wαs the lαst time someone confessed to liking you?
KPO.
Is it eαsy for others to mαke you feel αwkwαrd?
Yah.
Do you like to look up αt the stαrs αt night?
Singapore got stars meh. This question fail.
Bright or dαrk room?
Dark.
Thursday, October 1, 2009
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
I'm getting very good at pretending to work. Another completely useless skill to add to my massive list.
Also, how come SUDDENLY got so many people randomly read my blog! HAHA. The number of people who have approached me winking so furiously they have to tilt their heads to one side was impressive yet distressing (since my last post was somewhat gay). I thank you muchly for your wink-worthy interest, but not meant for sooo many people to read lah. Haha. I would especially like to thank Fabio for your illuminating comment. I showed charles and he said okay! Granted it was a "Huh. Fabio wants to marry me huh. Okkkaaaayyyy." But an okay is an OKAY. Well done fabio on making the first move. Men respond to aggressive partners I hear. I'm happy for the two of you. Much happiness to the happy couple.
And Oli is coming back tomorrow! I haven't talked to her for a super long while, QED much excitement. <3 sexy.
Hmm. can't think of anything particularly striking otherwise to blog about. So sickeningly mundane is the life of a law student. Okay okay. Probably should get back to pretending to study. Try to stress other people out so that I can outshine them. Hurrah.
Also, how come SUDDENLY got so many people randomly read my blog! HAHA. The number of people who have approached me winking so furiously they have to tilt their heads to one side was impressive yet distressing (since my last post was somewhat gay). I thank you muchly for your wink-worthy interest, but not meant for sooo many people to read lah. Haha. I would especially like to thank Fabio for your illuminating comment. I showed charles and he said okay! Granted it was a "Huh. Fabio wants to marry me huh. Okkkaaaayyyy." But an okay is an OKAY. Well done fabio on making the first move. Men respond to aggressive partners I hear. I'm happy for the two of you. Much happiness to the happy couple.
And Oli is coming back tomorrow! I haven't talked to her for a super long while, QED much excitement. <3 sexy.
Hmm. can't think of anything particularly striking otherwise to blog about. So sickeningly mundane is the life of a law student. Okay okay. Probably should get back to pretending to study. Try to stress other people out so that I can outshine them. Hurrah.
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Me: Oh man, go home and do work liao. Diee. Yesterday I slacked off some more, so today I have EXTRA SUPER A LOT of work to do. Sigh.
Poh poh: (in all seriousness) Eh, but your law school work... can bullshit one annot?
HAHAHA. I've NEVER heard her use that kind of language before. LOL. I love my family man.
My friends as well. Haiz. Haha. My daily overdose of spasticness.
Joelle: (to some random pseudo-insult which I can't for the life of me recall now) I PUT CHILLI IN YOUR EYE MAN.
Chee Yao: Eh (shakes head) wah lau, your husband next time very poor thing leh. (proceeds to act out the whole scene...) Go to work, then people ask him, eh why your eye so red?? Oh, my wife put chilli in my eye.
What the?? Thank you for your intellectual comment chee yao.
Charles: But I know I'm your favourite prince lah.
THICK SKINNED MUCH. Gao wei. Haha. There were many other spastic instances abound, but I'm lazy to document them all. Haha. Some other time maybe. I need to go and read my notes now though. Haha. SLACK. I'm dead. But today was a good day. A really really good. day. :]
Poh poh: (in all seriousness) Eh, but your law school work... can bullshit one annot?
HAHAHA. I've NEVER heard her use that kind of language before. LOL. I love my family man.
My friends as well. Haiz. Haha. My daily overdose of spasticness.
Joelle: (to some random pseudo-insult which I can't for the life of me recall now) I PUT CHILLI IN YOUR EYE MAN.
Chee Yao: Eh (shakes head) wah lau, your husband next time very poor thing leh. (proceeds to act out the whole scene...) Go to work, then people ask him, eh why your eye so red?? Oh, my wife put chilli in my eye.
What the?? Thank you for your intellectual comment chee yao.
Charles: But I know I'm your favourite prince lah.
THICK SKINNED MUCH. Gao wei. Haha. There were many other spastic instances abound, but I'm lazy to document them all. Haha. Some other time maybe. I need to go and read my notes now though. Haha. SLACK. I'm dead. But today was a good day. A really really good. day. :]
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
I've decided that law school is gross. There's a ridiculous amount of mugging and a general aura of hardworkingness around. And while that's nice and lovely for all these nerds here I've decided that since I can't keep up anyways, I may as well aim to pass and place the fragile eggs of my future in the solid marry-a-rich-dean's-lister-husband-so-I-can-be-a-tai-tai basket. Steady. (pom pee pee. The other day I was talking to cheryl on msn and I spelt it as bom bee bee. Which received a surprisingly violent attack on my poor spelling from her. Happy now cheryl? Happy! HAPPY??!!! Lol.)
I haven't blogged in precisely a month. Haha. Rusty, rusty. My thoughts are all over the place. But given that I've given up on law school, don't worry fans, I shall have much more time to share my awesome thoughts with the world. Rejoice.
Rag was sooo much fun. Much eediocy slash spasticness. But I've really been blessed with all the raggers. I feel like inadeqaute and awesome at the same time whenever I'm around them man. Very weird. Haha. They're all these amazingly talented brilliant super funny lovely people (don't tell them I said that though. Stupid ego freaks. Haha.) and I can't help but love all of them muchly. Muackz wox. Haha.
Okay, stop stop. Before I become all gay and mushy.
BUT (at this point, I'm switching to emo mood. My teenage hormones require of it of me.). I don't really think I'm meant to be here. I'm struggling to get the bare minimum done. I'm really glad I met all these fantastic people here and I love them so so much, but I hate it here. I'm sorry but I do. I hate the work. I hate knowing that I'll never be able to really give my time to singing or acting or researching random animals that no one reeally cares about. Because now I have to read about contract and torts and international relations, per quod servitium amisit, loss of consortium, Scott, Jones v Browns (that's pronounced Jones AND Browns), Spandeck Engineering...
And I don't know what I'm doing agian. I think for a while the novelty of everything, being in school with new people and new things to do made me think that maybe it'd be alright. But it's not. And I'm not doing okay. I wake up every morning and I just wait the day through. I wait so that I can go back to sleep and not wake up tomorrow because I hate law school. I don't want to do well and I'm not worried because I really don't care.
I'm really trying to focus my attention on other things. I just joined NUS choir. Which is fun. Yayy. Haha. But it's not really enough to keep me going. I dunno lah. I just feel empty. Like directionless. Very menopausal. If I were 50 and becoming periodless, I would assume this is about how I would feel.
Life should be more than this right. I shouldn't be waiting my way through it. There were tons of other people dying to get into law school. Like why would God put me here and not them. I'm not like everyone else here. I'm not driven, I'm not particularly smart (I could go on for a while but then I'd just start to sound loserish. Haha.)... I'm the closet geek who makes you laugh (tries lah) and knows random quite interesting facts about animals (I seriously do, I spend my subject prize book voucher on a book about them last year. Lol.). I'm not the rafflesian from law school. I'm just not. And there's nothing I can do about it. But I can't stand not doing anything either. Everyday I draft up some new exciting plan to run away. I'm 18 though, I shouldn't be thinking how much my life sucks yet. I'm not even anywhere near midlife crisis. And yet, my depressed-o-meter is on an all time high. I dunno. Maybe it's culture shock as well. Two years away has left me sorely and utterly behind in the academic motivation department.
Usually I would sleep this type of stuff over. But law school, no time to sleep also. :(
And there's all this other rubbish as well that bothering me muchly. But inappropriate to mention here. Haha. Whoa, first entry in a month and all this angst. Nevermind, nevermind. In the name of practicing communicating my thoughts and ideas with clarity and precision lah huh.
I haven't blogged in precisely a month. Haha. Rusty, rusty. My thoughts are all over the place. But given that I've given up on law school, don't worry fans, I shall have much more time to share my awesome thoughts with the world. Rejoice.
Rag was sooo much fun. Much eediocy slash spasticness. But I've really been blessed with all the raggers. I feel like inadeqaute and awesome at the same time whenever I'm around them man. Very weird. Haha. They're all these amazingly talented brilliant super funny lovely people (don't tell them I said that though. Stupid ego freaks. Haha.) and I can't help but love all of them muchly. Muackz wox. Haha.
Okay, stop stop. Before I become all gay and mushy.
BUT (at this point, I'm switching to emo mood. My teenage hormones require of it of me.). I don't really think I'm meant to be here. I'm struggling to get the bare minimum done. I'm really glad I met all these fantastic people here and I love them so so much, but I hate it here. I'm sorry but I do. I hate the work. I hate knowing that I'll never be able to really give my time to singing or acting or researching random animals that no one reeally cares about. Because now I have to read about contract and torts and international relations, per quod servitium amisit, loss of consortium, Scott, Jones v Browns (that's pronounced Jones AND Browns), Spandeck Engineering...
And I don't know what I'm doing agian. I think for a while the novelty of everything, being in school with new people and new things to do made me think that maybe it'd be alright. But it's not. And I'm not doing okay. I wake up every morning and I just wait the day through. I wait so that I can go back to sleep and not wake up tomorrow because I hate law school. I don't want to do well and I'm not worried because I really don't care.
I'm really trying to focus my attention on other things. I just joined NUS choir. Which is fun. Yayy. Haha. But it's not really enough to keep me going. I dunno lah. I just feel empty. Like directionless. Very menopausal. If I were 50 and becoming periodless, I would assume this is about how I would feel.
Life should be more than this right. I shouldn't be waiting my way through it. There were tons of other people dying to get into law school. Like why would God put me here and not them. I'm not like everyone else here. I'm not driven, I'm not particularly smart (I could go on for a while but then I'd just start to sound loserish. Haha.)... I'm the closet geek who makes you laugh (tries lah) and knows random quite interesting facts about animals (I seriously do, I spend my subject prize book voucher on a book about them last year. Lol.). I'm not the rafflesian from law school. I'm just not. And there's nothing I can do about it. But I can't stand not doing anything either. Everyday I draft up some new exciting plan to run away. I'm 18 though, I shouldn't be thinking how much my life sucks yet. I'm not even anywhere near midlife crisis. And yet, my depressed-o-meter is on an all time high. I dunno. Maybe it's culture shock as well. Two years away has left me sorely and utterly behind in the academic motivation department.
Usually I would sleep this type of stuff over. But law school, no time to sleep also. :(
And there's all this other rubbish as well that bothering me muchly. But inappropriate to mention here. Haha. Whoa, first entry in a month and all this angst. Nevermind, nevermind. In the name of practicing communicating my thoughts and ideas with clarity and precision lah huh.
Saturday, August 1, 2009
Ahem. (Must clear throat for this announcement. That's how exciting it is. Wait for it, wait for it...)
After years of the topic being in fierce deliberation, today I finally dyed my hair blue. Two streaks from the side of my head behind both my ears. They're not very noticable but you can still see it. Okay lah, I was bit chicken and did only thin streaks and at the sides so I can hide if I want and people won't stare at me weirdly. But still, rebel ah? Naice. I'm not pro enough a camwhore to be able to take a blog-worthy photo of my hair but think CJC shirt blue. But, yes. I feel like my life is complete now. Joy.
Then, we went black angus at btc for my early birthday dinner. Yumm. I wasn't in full form because I'm not feeling too good today. Slept the whole afternoon away. But we had a good meal together which was fun. I think my grandmother may have had a bit too much wine over dinner though:
Mum: "You're eating all the cookie base off mei's cake, poh poh. Eat more of the whole cake."
Poh poh: "I thought it tasted like coffee."
Everyone: *cue "HUH?? We catch no ball." face.
Grandpa: -.- (steps in to explain, obviously accustomed to years of her randomness) "You see, poh poh speaks in riddles."
Poh poh: (points at the saddle above the entrance) "You all see, that's a black angus. The head of a black angus."
Everyone: ....
Mei: "That's... a saddle."
Poh poh: "Oh. HAHA. I thought the centre was the head and flaps at the side were just very very large ears."
LOL. You light up my life, poh.
Oh, and it has been brought to my attention that I should probably revise my sense of fashion. SOON. Yesterday, and the privateer girls got our golden pampers (the final and BEST part of our costume) to bring home after rag.

After years of the topic being in fierce deliberation, today I finally dyed my hair blue. Two streaks from the side of my head behind both my ears. They're not very noticable but you can still see it. Okay lah, I was bit chicken and did only thin streaks and at the sides so I can hide if I want and people won't stare at me weirdly. But still, rebel ah? Naice. I'm not pro enough a camwhore to be able to take a blog-worthy photo of my hair but think CJC shirt blue. But, yes. I feel like my life is complete now. Joy.
Then, we went black angus at btc for my early birthday dinner. Yumm. I wasn't in full form because I'm not feeling too good today. Slept the whole afternoon away. But we had a good meal together which was fun. I think my grandmother may have had a bit too much wine over dinner though:
Mum: "You're eating all the cookie base off mei's cake, poh poh. Eat more of the whole cake."
Poh poh: "I thought it tasted like coffee."
Everyone: *cue "HUH?? We catch no ball." face.
Grandpa: -.- (steps in to explain, obviously accustomed to years of her randomness) "You see, poh poh speaks in riddles."
Poh poh: (points at the saddle above the entrance) "You all see, that's a black angus. The head of a black angus."
Everyone: ....
Mei: "That's... a saddle."
Poh poh: "Oh. HAHA. I thought the centre was the head and flaps at the side were just very very large ears."
LOL. You light up my life, poh.
Oh, and it has been brought to my attention that I should probably revise my sense of fashion. SOON. Yesterday, and the privateer girls got our golden pampers (the final and BEST part of our costume) to bring home after rag.
My maid took it out of my bag and... put it in my closet with all my shorts. Apparently the lovely bloomers look like something I would employ in my everyday look. This is in comparision to audrey's hwa chong PE shirt (I borrowed it from her to wear on friday since we decided that yesterday was hwa chong day! Hurray. Go see facebook photos.) which my maid decided probably wasn't something I would wear (not smart enough, is it. IS IT.) and put on the chair in our room. -.-
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Rag is eating my life. Haha. In a good way I guess. Although I miss just spending the day in the fat den (it's my study. My family decided to give me a room to contain my awesomeness.) and singing and quasi-dancing my way through the boredom of the day (Okay la, actually it was to contain the noise.). Good times good times. Best part is, the fat den has a big window that faces the windows of the neighbour's house, so I can share my singing slash dancing with them. But haven't had time to share the joy with them for so long already. So long that today, when I played my high school musical soundtrack to myself after rag, I MADE MISTAKES. Oh the horror. Must practice, must practice. Shame is not knowing all the parts to all the songs from high school musical. I feel like I fail as a person. My life is incomplete. Especially since cheryl keeps missing bits of rag rehearsals. FOR SHAME. Lol. Jkjk. Dear cheryl, please come for rag more. I have no friends whenever you leave. No one else understand all my rubbish. (Too sophisticated lah. LOL. Jk.) Haha. It's actually quite sad. You're the only one who laughs at my loser jokes. Naice. :D
Also I would like to say, I like to think I brought great pride and honour to the Nyam family by waking up early today to swim before going for rag. Start training for water polo already. Veh on. -.- As if. Anyways, ya, I swam 50 LAPS. Okay, granted my pool is a bit small but still divide by 2 and that's still well within the impressive zone. Good work me. Unfortunately I also ate macdonalds today for dinner with the raggers. Not so good work. I actually wasn't going to eat with jiankai and vince (By the way. Vince is the unfortunate soul whose shoulder I sit on to enter for the rag routine. It's not even both his shoulders. JUST ONE. Haha. AND AND at the end, he's one of the guy's whose leg I stand on also. So he has to bear my weight TWICE. Lucky lucky him. By the end of rag, confirm grow shorter.) Anyways, but I was really super hungry. I explained this to a very sympathetic jiankai and vince:
Jiankai: I thought you said you didn't want to eat?
Me: Ya, but I'm realy super hungry. Actually I'm always hungry. But today I'm really super super hungry.
Vince: *eyes widen in fear* You're always super hungry. That's very worrying for me to hear. Whatever goes into her, goes on top of me.
I was already starving from the late afternoon. I bought like 5 packets of wang wang from the vending machine in my desperation. Again, vince and his sympathetic responses:
Me: *to vince, offering him a wang wang* You want?
Vince: If I don't eat it, will you eat it?
Me: Yes.
Vince: *with the "oh no, more weight!" look in his eyes, grabs the wang wang quickly and eats it*
Haha. Poor vince. And poor zheng yu as well. I have to umbrella roll over him. Oodles of fun for him I'M SURE. Haha. The other day I landed weirdly on his back and I think I felt his back buckle. He was super nice about it but I'm pretty sure I'm slowly crushing his back. Bit. By. Bit. I'm really not made for grace. Haiz. I'm more of a macho water polo player, yo. WATER POLO FOR THE WIN. Yeah, man. Lol. For the record, I was never and am not a water polo player, I just joined because cheryl was strongly encouraging me to join with her (and I'm a damn good friend. Jkjk.). I really have no idea what I'm doing, so I just am going full out in my enthusiasm for the sport in the hopes that they'll still accept me based on brownie points awarded for effort. Smart right.
Water polo!!! Woot.
Also I would like to say, I like to think I brought great pride and honour to the Nyam family by waking up early today to swim before going for rag. Start training for water polo already. Veh on. -.- As if. Anyways, ya, I swam 50 LAPS. Okay, granted my pool is a bit small but still divide by 2 and that's still well within the impressive zone. Good work me. Unfortunately I also ate macdonalds today for dinner with the raggers. Not so good work. I actually wasn't going to eat with jiankai and vince (By the way. Vince is the unfortunate soul whose shoulder I sit on to enter for the rag routine. It's not even both his shoulders. JUST ONE. Haha. AND AND at the end, he's one of the guy's whose leg I stand on also. So he has to bear my weight TWICE. Lucky lucky him. By the end of rag, confirm grow shorter.) Anyways, but I was really super hungry. I explained this to a very sympathetic jiankai and vince:
Jiankai: I thought you said you didn't want to eat?
Me: Ya, but I'm realy super hungry. Actually I'm always hungry. But today I'm really super super hungry.
Vince: *eyes widen in fear* You're always super hungry. That's very worrying for me to hear. Whatever goes into her, goes on top of me.
I was already starving from the late afternoon. I bought like 5 packets of wang wang from the vending machine in my desperation. Again, vince and his sympathetic responses:
Me: *to vince, offering him a wang wang* You want?
Vince: If I don't eat it, will you eat it?
Me: Yes.
Vince: *with the "oh no, more weight!" look in his eyes, grabs the wang wang quickly and eats it*
Haha. Poor vince. And poor zheng yu as well. I have to umbrella roll over him. Oodles of fun for him I'M SURE. Haha. The other day I landed weirdly on his back and I think I felt his back buckle. He was super nice about it but I'm pretty sure I'm slowly crushing his back. Bit. By. Bit. I'm really not made for grace. Haiz. I'm more of a macho water polo player, yo. WATER POLO FOR THE WIN. Yeah, man. Lol. For the record, I was never and am not a water polo player, I just joined because cheryl was strongly encouraging me to join with her (and I'm a damn good friend. Jkjk.). I really have no idea what I'm doing, so I just am going full out in my enthusiasm for the sport in the hopes that they'll still accept me based on brownie points awarded for effort. Smart right.
Water polo!!! Woot.
Monday, July 27, 2009
Yong neng and Bob both said they read my blog today! :D So popular ah. Naice. Haha. In celebration of the fact that my sister is no longer the sole reader and faithful follower of this blog, I'm reviving it. Yes, I hear the call of my fans screaming for more, and I will answer. Rejoice fans, revel in your joy.
At the matriculation fair today, I joined the NUS choir (or I took the flyer. Must audition. Don't joke, okay. I should audition with High School Musical songs. Blow their socks of by singing BOTH troy and gabriella's parts. Naice. Sure get in.), Radio and ready, WATER POLO. I was very encouraged by my ENTIRE family bursting out laughing when I did the big reveal about what I signed up for over dinner. I keep telling myself that I'm totally going to OWN at it in the hopes that my sense of self-belief will override my epic un-fitness and make me super atheletic suddenly.
Also, after dinner mum brought out these macarons and cupcakes. OMG. I was dancing while I was eating them. ESPECAILLY THE MACARONS. They're the most amazing and deliciously scrumptious macarons I've ever tasted. I didn't even get a chance to take a picture of them because I was TOO BUSY EATING THEM. I will think of them fondly with EVERY love song I ever hear from now on. YES. THEY ARE THAT GOOD. I kid you not. Seriously.When I took the first bite, I wanted to roll on the floor and hug the rest of it. They are very swoon worthy. If I had only $2 left in the world, I would a macaron (Ya, one cost $2. A lot of money to part with for a macaroon... UNTIL YOU PUT IT IN YOUR MOUTH. Then all you can think of is where you're gonna get another $2 SO YOU CAN BUY ANOTHER ONE.). I'm getting a macaron cake for my birthday, man.
Oh, and Happy Belated TWENTY-THIRD Birthday, Justyn! Every day you get older and wiser and more retarded. To quote joseph, "Have a blessed birthday. Thanks for being such a lousy leader." But we still love you lah, huh. :]
At the matriculation fair today, I joined the NUS choir (or I took the flyer. Must audition. Don't joke, okay. I should audition with High School Musical songs. Blow their socks of by singing BOTH troy and gabriella's parts. Naice. Sure get in.), Radio and ready, WATER POLO. I was very encouraged by my ENTIRE family bursting out laughing when I did the big reveal about what I signed up for over dinner. I keep telling myself that I'm totally going to OWN at it in the hopes that my sense of self-belief will override my epic un-fitness and make me super atheletic suddenly.
Also, after dinner mum brought out these macarons and cupcakes. OMG. I was dancing while I was eating them. ESPECAILLY THE MACARONS. They're the most amazing and deliciously scrumptious macarons I've ever tasted. I didn't even get a chance to take a picture of them because I was TOO BUSY EATING THEM. I will think of them fondly with EVERY love song I ever hear from now on. YES. THEY ARE THAT GOOD. I kid you not. Seriously.When I took the first bite, I wanted to roll on the floor and hug the rest of it. They are very swoon worthy. If I had only $2 left in the world, I would a macaron (Ya, one cost $2. A lot of money to part with for a macaroon... UNTIL YOU PUT IT IN YOUR MOUTH. Then all you can think of is where you're gonna get another $2 SO YOU CAN BUY ANOTHER ONE.). I'm getting a macaron cake for my birthday, man.
Oh, and Happy Belated TWENTY-THIRD Birthday, Justyn! Every day you get older and wiser and more retarded. To quote joseph, "Have a blessed birthday. Thanks for being such a lousy leader." But we still love you lah, huh. :]

Whaa, such a good looking group of youngsters. Can't stand it.
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