Dear blog,

I had realized that most people who knew me or befriended me are not at all sincere.

They are always around me cause they would like to gain something from me for their own selfish desire or neccessity.

Not many befriend me for who I am.

And once they gotten it, they'll simply briskly float adrift from this so-so friendship leaving me in the middle of nowhere.

But they'll only come back to me for the same old reasons.

They always appear sincere in their words, persona, and leave you with such hopeful impressions to me.

Unfortunately, I am that gullible to succumb into this whole act.

I have forgotten the thoery of life being a stage. And all are actors. Not many are sincere in what they do.

Honestly, I don't really expect something huge in return. Just a little bit of appreciation and thought will be sufficient to make me feel human.

And in the act of selfishness, (like you do), I will write this statements inconsiderately:

That you ONLY got close to me just to be with HER.

And you were ONLY willing to go out with me just to be with HIM.

Every time I hear you, or know your pressence in the house, the more my hatred towards you grew.




"We will still be the same - muthu, hippo and benny"..."Don't worry I'll guide you through this"... Yeah right.



I hate it when you guys know there's a problem between us, and you guys just let it pass. And the worst part, you guys go behind my back and asked my friend to speak on my behalf to settle this whole issue.

Point is, in our relationship, you need both two hands to clap? I don't see any effort coming from you.


What's infectiously contagious which had gotten onto me other than Paris's Turn It Up?

SORE EYES!

I soooo hate sore eyes! It makes me have bloody red eyes. My eyes look like they're bleeding or something after a long long long cry. I'm so sad..

And the worst thing is, it itch! it bloody itch and my my eyes look puffy and swollen.

To be a good, understanding, caring and concern citizen, I had to wear my cool shades around the house, the school, in the train, anywhere where there are people around! Hehe.

Well the only good part about sore eys, you can jolly well have your coool shades on everywhere, whether you're out in the sun or in a well litted room, or even in the dark.

It's your only time to feel celebrities ie. Paris Hilton & Nicole Ritchie & P.Diddy!

Yeah so that's the only thing I like about sore eyes? hehehe. grins

But I still hate sore eyes! Wat a sore!

Oh my gosh! I think I'm writing this post sounding like a dumb blonde bimbo?

Toooo much Paris...sheesh.


Ok, first thing first, ok I didn't meet up to yesterday's promise of more posts coming up. hahaha! But like anyone cared?

So I'm done with that.

Ok next: I hate to admit it. But I'm hooked onto club r'n'b beats. << Erm the next line will be far more dangerous of a confession than the previous one you've just read.

I'm hooked onto Paris Hilton's Turn It Up! Argggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhh!!!

Shit. It's just infectiously contagious. << Erm, actually both words meant the same. I just wanted to emphasized on its dangerous effect it has on the innocents!

Bite my nails....


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2nd post of the day. There'll be more. Just wait! khrekhre.

Alrite, dead bored sypathiqueme signing out!


Another fulfilling weekend had just started 1 hour ago.

I am babysitting.

Gosh I hate that word and the thought of that. Hell, I am doing it now as I'm writing this post.

My babies for today are: my three cousion ranging from 8 yrs old to 14 yrs old and last but not least my grandma.

Two days in a row, one weekend spoilt! Well, at least todays is quite dramaless. Well period, cause the little girl has just started her screaming tantrums...

gotta go now.

Maybe I'll update more later when I really get dead bored. Which I assume I'll get a lot of it today. Haiz.


I met you. From someone I didn't care less now.

You came around sounding oh so sincere, dignified and wise.

You became my friend. But all these need to come to an end. I hope.

I feel wasted everytime I see you. You make me feel at the lowest point of my life.

Why do I still carry you, the biggest baggage of my life right now?

Cause I have no choice. It is beyond my control now. It has gone to another level.

You're the unintended. Uninvited.

In all relationships, be it family, friends, life partners, girlfriends, it takes two parties to make it work. That's the number one rule that everyone should pay heed.

Now don't come around asking me why I behave and react like this.

I had always been thinking positively and react to all this maturely. I can't be the only one trying to make this work.

Don't ask me anymore cause honestly, the thoery of silence is the best treatment for one to know what have gone wrong..

Should amazingly work well for you...


Seriously, Fridays can be a tad boring. Particularly the TV programmes that they are showing.

For example, Ghost Whisperer is all about Jennifer 'I Have & LOVE Big Boobs' Ph-Hewitt!?

To accentuate my point, I found a parody clip that supports my justified sypnosis of that show.

Anyway, one of the Biggest Regret For Today: I can't believe I watched Streetfighter The Movie on AXN this afternoon.

#1st Gosh!
I know, vintage? Haha.

#2nd Gosh!
I know, what the hell was I doing? Now that I am ALL-GROWN UP and understood better the language of English, it scored The Most Number Of Tackiest Cheesiest Lines in a Movie. Not to forget: the bad acting, directing, ACTION?

#3rd Gosh!
Kylie Minouge was starring in it! No wonder she stopped making movies.

Moving on the 2nd Biggest Regret For Today: I had to face an Ah-So (a term we use to call old chinese ladies here in Singapore) while I was going home in the train. Boy, she was having a hella good time digging her nose in the train! What a happy exhibitionist! Keep diggin in it, digging in it...dig it baby.

For that whole 10 minutes, she could make an excercise video out of that moment.

Alright ladies, do you want have nostrils to die for? Follow me! Pick up your last little felangies. Sitck it up strong. Insert in your right nostril. Make sure your nose is comfortable with the depth you're inserting.

Step 1: Gently, slowly, in clockwise rotation, scrapped within your nosetril. Repeat this for 10 circular rotations.

Step 2: Switch nostril. Repeat Step 1.

And you'll have the best excercise regime you could have for your felangies and nose! It only takes 10 minutes to do it! A must try!

Gosh. I wonder watching Streetfighter was better than the Ah So or the other way round? You figure it out.

I'm in a dilemma. Any wise answer?


I was, randomly out of boredom, flipping through the dictionary today.

Why the dictionary?

Hmm..Sudden bursting urge of expanding my jimmy neutron boy genius brain I guess. Hehe!

Ok, anyway, hehe, I found a new word. My eyes always catch the most extraordinary word which sounds super 'chim' and depicts your 'smartness' if you were to pronounce it.

Today's word is: nymphomaniac

DEFINITION:

• Adapted from : Cambridge International Dictionary of English

Nymphomaniac is a term to describe a woman likes to have sex very often especially with lots of different men.

• Adapted from Dictionary.com

Abnormally excessive and uncontrollable sexual desire in women. >> "Oh C'mon! abnormal? Hakz!"

• MY Kind of 'Definition'

Nymphomaniac = whore = slut! Haha! Its a good substitution for our old profanities eg. slut. Use this, you sound classier and sophisticated! For example:

"You're such a nymphomaniac degrading young machine resulted from one of your parents' uncomfortable bad night. It's a shame your Dad didn't shoot far enough. Gee."

See what I mean? That's just so fetch!

It had been weeks, coming to a month since I've made contact with my social urban lifestyle.

Instead I've been hanging around more with my family. More specifically, my parents.
I've been spending the weekends, dinners, cooking and TV-watching time with them.

I feel greatful that I've gotten this opportunity, this quality time with them.
I mean which teenager spends that much quality time with their parents nowadays?

Its the phase of their life which involves exploration of your social skills, circle, fulfilment out there.

I felt I created a deeper connection with my Dad. I understood him better. We communicated.
We could hold conversations and jokes together. That was special to me.

My sisters are pretty occupied with their own life nowadays to go out with me. My friends are too. I feel lonely sometimes.

But I have always felt that at every unexpected stages, instances of my life anyway! 19 years of it. countless times it hit me. So does it matter?

No.

However, whenever it hits me, it brought me to focus on the unintended, forgotten, forbidden parts of your life. The people, the things that you should and ought to do.

For example my parents. Especially my dad. I gotten closer with them. I had always been too occupied and selfish with my own priorities and social activities, I forgotten to try to know my dad.

I'm starting to believe, that the downhill moments are not bad afterall. It carries a positive underlying lesson or realization of the things that you had forgotten.

It is too complex for one to understand and embrace it openly. Particularly one who follows his/her emotions and desire too much rather than using his/her brains.

I feel fortunate that I am able to see and appreciate the significance of this moments.

La Bella Vita!


I love the sight of floating happiness,
The undulating graph of emotions,
Sad, angry, boredom, frustration
Of basically..people.

Human..people..are the best subject of observation..although complex.

Then comes this wicked, whimzzical, playful analysis of ur observation.

Makes you cry, laugh, giggle, proud, happy. Think Ally McBeal.

I like the fact that no one ever notice my discreet observations
Me, in my comfortable hideout corner, secretly doing my little dirty deeds observing you.
Mentally.

Here you see me. I may be looking straight at you. Face to face.

But still, I feel invisible, treating myself, though in front of you.

Eventually, everytime, I always feel invisible. I am always left in the middle of each event. Left in the middle of all conversations. Left in the middle of the crowd.

Left in the middle to observe you. To do something that brings me satisfaction and happiness.

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