the following post shall in no means or another be referred to me. no.

girls, a must use valentine day's catch phrase. (; especially if you're on a tight diet.

there's something about witty adverts that makes me love them so. they come in good forms of english, they always do. i mean, the same meanings substituted by different words would give a totally different feel, somewhat turned off, dont you think?
eg. sibei ex vegee-tables and shit coloured marshmallows, you shouldnt lah, aiyo.
besides, i suppose its officially proven that guys who speak good english are tentatively more attractive, yes? definitely.

i was talking to my other primary school friend yesterday, lets just call her abdul (;

abdul: and your sucky school's ip debates team beat ours
me: yes, i was there ytd. haha were you? i saw jov. hmm, now thats smthing to mention during our open house (;
abdul: i wasn't i was shopping in orchard. nvm our openhouse will be more fun as usual (:
me: haha. im so sure abdul, im so sure.
abdul: you should be
me: OKAY, right back at me huh.
abdul: haha now we all sound so intellectual
me: haha, we do?
abdul: you type in full sentences!
me: haha, i always do, in case you havent noticed (;
abdul: what has temasek done to you
abdul: you are supposed to be less smart then i am
me: lols, i am i am. thats why im retained, hello.


okay of course there were other factors contributing to the 'intellectual' part, but thats basically the essence of it. ahh essence, i like. it sounds, yummy. (; hahaha, i think i just splattered a whole lot of the conversation. but it'll do you good to spend time reading all this crap, afterall its not like we dont waste our time each bloody day, anyway.


oh, and another thing, i adore fullstops. (;

wow. totally.

just to let you know, being pretty isnt everything.
being mine, now thats important. (;

baby, smile. (;

dont take things for granted. (;

i've given it some serious thought. here's my conclusion.


if your face isn't like this,



OR this.



you should be contented.

really. (;

ow.

hello hello. (;

today's easter, no? haha. and im spending my day at HOME. ahhh. i think i really need to get a life. like seriously. then again, whats the big deal about easter, anyway. hell, im not even christian. hahaha.

new specs. (;

haha, yes. i've got new spectacles. hm, totally black on the outside, totally white on the in. so it looks sort of black white. quite nice, really. well at least to me it is. ha. call me a narcissist. self obsession was never really my thing anyway.

and i passed all my tests, after slight moderation, though. still, i passed (; basically the only few things to be happy about these few days.

mardi gras was alright, and our stall made a profit =) although it was less than twenty bucks. a profit is STILL a profit. we could've done away with the banner, though. it was black and i realised it was pretty incomprehensible in the dark. that'll mean good-bye to the paint too, which amounts to saving like, 15 bucks? yeah. but oh well, alls fair in mardi gras and business. =X ha.

i hate having a stomache, it hurts my stomach. HAHA. wtf.

just another stupid post.

been spending the past week at home, almost died of incessant waves of boredom. god, life couldnt get worse than this. tv, computer, tv. tv, computer, tv. haha, watching cable is one thing, ENJOYING it is another. or maybe its just that i didnt find a suitable channel. ahh, whatever. haha.

ANYWAY, yesterday's miss singapore universe was hilarious. they found some extras to go on stage and did alil catwalk. gosh, singapore could seriously have done a better job. it seemed like some talentsearch for the ugliest girls or oldest ah mas on stage. i mean, hey, i know its the inside that matters, but cmon, just LOOK at them. haha, and i was like asking zihui ytd, do the girls really have such a thick waist or is it just my 42 inch plasma. hahaha. okay. nevermind. oh no, i think im being really really critical;bastard;sick fart; and the likes. heck.

yayness, im officially going insane and i have ABSOLUTELY no idea why.

damnation.