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a bottle of memories.
something new,
for a start.
 

2/9/09 07:40 pm

sweet darling,
this is my confession to the crimes of wanting you,
badly.


2/8/09 06:19 pm - because yesterday was all that's left in your head;


"i want it to be a full A4 paper worth of words. if you use a font size 42 for the letter, my shoe size 9 will be on your face."

"yeah Marcus wants to cross dress to see how many guys check him out."
"hahahahahaha."
"eh! i have the face of a babe and the body of a surfing hottie!!!"


hahahaha.
i miss the good ol' days filled with Remus Marcus Bryan and Horey.
:)




2/6/09 11:06 pm - konichiwa.


i know it's a day late but still-

HAPPY BIRTHDAY KENTA!


stay cool and hyperactive, my favourite japboy.
thanks for being there when life sucked.
i love you truckloads!
:)


-

"sex and sexuality are two different things. man is in the word woman but you're not a man are you?"
-whispers of "omg. sex talk again! sex talk sex talk!" everywhere-
"it's a sexuality talk, not a sex talk!"
"so ms shah, are we doing practical or theory?"
"it's not sex talk!!"
"HAHAHAHAHAHA"
"shhhh!!! see! man walking by!"


"don't worry, if you don't do your homework i won't scold you."
"really?"
"yeah. cause when people forget things, they're mentally unstable."

hahaha.
the reason why bio lessons are so much more interesting with Ms Shah.
:)

1/29/09 09:43 pm - wide-eyed;

"if things are easy, it means you're not meant to do it. everyone has a cross to carry. the worse case is when you drop and walk away from it. eventually you will come crawling back to it and carry on because the cross is you. throwing it away means you're giving up on yourself."


and it seems, when everything bombards you in just one night, life can be a hell of a bitch. suppressed tears, hits on the nail on the head, swears, anger, frustration, irritation and everything else that matters. when you actually start to believe that every single thing that went wrong along the way might be your fault. with slow belief and eventual surrender that everything you are and have done is a mistake. that imperfection is probably the only perfect thing you can be. and funny thing is, the usual lines of  "we care about you the most. it's for your own good. we have been through your kind of situations so you should listen to us. we understand. " don't actually work anymore even though you know it's true to a certain extent, but a single "don't worry i'll always be here for you no matter what because i love you." that puts soft cottoncandy and better dreams under your pillow at night. 


well, on a less emo note, there's no school tomorrow so cheers to late nights, tired eyes, long phone calls and warm milo.

1/24/09 10:45 pm


omg.
i actually miss hearing Hairi's "wowww...", "ahhh...", "awesomeeee..." and his other lame jokes,
pitching tents,
sleeping in tents,
trying not to freeze to death at night,
spreading toothpaste all over the base of pots and mess tins before cooking,
giving Hairi the "what the kway teoh" look as he goes "sorry dear can you go get another brick please?",
carrying heavy bags and trekking,
struggling to stand up with my backpack on my back and feeling like cockroach,
synchronized bathing,
screaming "DUDE!!!!" across the courtyard,
ahem quoting Ahmad, "apply water on my face, drink my sunblock, eat my shit and throw my food into the water",
going "left, right, left, leeftttt!!!!!!, right...",
standing in a row, like convicts during Jap Occupation, waiting for Hairi to spray us with water,
gobbling down food at the fastest rate possible,
hearing the strange tribal music kindofathing at night,
running like crazy during 200 second games, 
trying to guess how many bandanas The Dude has in his collection,
and then trying to guess what shampoo he uses,
loudly whispering "Hairi, wake up!!!" and then running away,
and etc. 

"go, Columbus, go go Columbus, we are awesome, YEAH...."
HAHA.

i wanna be back at Ubin.
grahhhh.
i love Columbusssss. 
:)) 



1/23/09 08:16 pm - Kway Teoh Columbus.


 
and so. OBS was definitely tiring, but loads of fun too. :) after five days in Pulau Ubin, it's kinda strange seeing so many cars around, hearing the sound of the tyres across the road, the ringing of telephones, the noises coming out from televisions etc instead of  the chirping of crickets, complaints about the hot sun, squeals of disgust at insects and "Hairi, how long more must we walk!!!!". haha. the night sky full of bright stars are fantastic too. Columbus consisted of Karen Theresa Vaish Chermaine ShiBei Namreena Tania Rachael Zakiah Salwa Shahidah JianMin Sara Vivian HweiYen and i. and of course, with Hairi aka The Dude. 

we didn't do much on the first day. learnt how to kayak on the second day. hahah with capsize drills, overweight kayaks and Karen laughing while we're trying to do our T-ex rescue thingy. hahah. height element was fun as Vaish and i climbed up the logs together, while i was singing I Kissed A Girl with Theresa at the bottom. :)

we had our trekking expedition on Wednesday, which consisted of heavy 6kg+ backpacks, trekking about 10km, a blazing hot sun and laughter about ants' butts and ants masturbating on the ground while Hairi then proceeded to stare at Chermaine and covered his ears. hahaha. oh. and shouting of chemical formulae and ionic compounds to distract our attention. did quarry jump too. heh hehh. and Vaish is now bimbonized by Chermaine aka Princess-
"omg we're floating in the water!!!"
"that's cause you're wearing a life vest now!"
"OH YEAH!"
"omg Vaish. bimbo moment."
and then awkward laughter when Hairi handed Theresa a ahem, sanitary pad, saying "er. i think this belongs to Vaish." HAHA. the quarry water was super nice and clean, and sort of made up for the bath that we couldn't have that day. sentry duty at night was quite okay even though there was the strange tribal chanting-like music coming from nowhere. 

Thursday was spent kayaking back to Camp 2. and kayaking for six hours straight = sunburnt arms, hands, scalp, ears, face etc. but no one will ever be able to beat Namreena's striped tan due to not putting sunblock cause she "doesn't get sunburnt easily" and then wearing a long sleeve shirt that had translucent stripes. hahaha. Ahmad's advice is the best. "apply your water, drink your sunblock, eat your shit and throw your food into the sea." ha. half of the journey was spent with my eyes half-closed, tearing, trying to get sunblock out of my eyes, dealing with the aftermath of getting hit by pedals on my face twice and using Hairi's zebra-striped bandana to wipe my eyes (i swear, his bandanas are AWESOME). and the last night was spent playing 200 second games and sleeping on the concrete floor of the multi-purpose hall, trying not to freeze to death. ohoh. and we cooked our special dinner too! with our new creation, WayCool, which is fried maggie noodles with cabbage, long beans, eggs, luncheon meat and carrots-
"so what's your dish name?"
"er. our dish is called WayCool, cause it's like, way cool."
haha.

and we have the best instructor ever-
"must we really do it, Dude?"
"okay girls don't worry. you girls can do that. get it? DUDETTE?"
-inserts fainting emoticon here-
while cooking- 
"okay girls, now that the egg has dropped to the floor, throw it away. or else you'll get stomachache. get it? stomach-EGG?"
-silence, i turn to stare at him-
"omg shutup la Dude. hahahahaha."
and then when he was rockclimbing-
"whooo!! go Dude!!!!" 
-he bows and flicks his long hair-
"HAHAH whoo!!! Sunsilk!"     
today-
"ewwww!!! all the ants keep crawling on my feet!!!!"
"okay okay move away then. you're too sweet already, Angelyn. hahah too sweet?
-gives us the "get it?" look-"
"omg."
and-
"what the kway teoh is that?!" and
"which is the other kway teoh who forgot to write their name?"

HAHA. :D

i miss Pulau Ubin.
i miss Mentors.
i miss Columbus.
i miss The Dude.
i miss Dayah Ahmad Jasmine and YongKang.
i miss OBS.
:)




 

1/18/09 09:52 pm

and because i'm going off to Pulau Ubin in less than 12 hours-

happy birthday Lydia!
happy birthday Paige!
happy birthday KP!
:D

and to dearest Lauralove,
get well soon honeyy.
i'll miss you truckloads.
:)

and to Kenta,
take care bestieboy.
i'll miss you lovess.
:)

1/17/09 11:14 pm - cca promo :)








 


 
 

1/17/09 10:40 pm


"Jingle, jingle, jingle." I hear bells ringing, children chitter-chattering excitedly, the distant music of a carousel, a laugh, a shout. The sight of children tugging at the sleeves of their parents', pointing at the colourful rides, looks of childhood innocence at the sight of a clown, smiles beaming on their faces. I take a deep breath, filling my lungs with the crispness of the fresh air, imagining it uplifting my spirits. I smell a sweet scent, the subtle perfume of a lady in blue. A clown with a big grin across his face approaches me, and draws something on my cheek. His hands are cold against my skin. He offers me a red balloon. I stretch my hand, take it and try to force a smile. As I turn to look at my reflection in the window, I see - a blue teardrop tattooed on my cheek." 


for Drama purposes. :)
OBS in 2 dayss.
rawrrrrrr.



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