TRASHTALKER

2009-10-07T04:48:00.000-07:00

Hi everyone, I'm pleased to announce that I've decided to do an ad hoc blog project because I'm down with something called Acute Gastric Flu and am stuck home on at least 2 days' MC with nothing to do but to complain.

I should be happy that this AGF thing isn't crippling me with pain and I can actually function as per normal. I therefore managed to finish watching Wide Sargasso Sea, the entire series of Youtube's funny, stupid and banned advertisements and even went against my own moral principles by playing MapleStory.

Sadly, I have to be stuck at home because though AGF is causing me to poop at extremely random moments and has decreased my poop control time to practically 10 seconds. So I need, need, NEED to be within 20 - 35 footsteps radius from a toilet to avoid the unspeakable from taking place.

My brother found my predicament very funny and wrote a song for me that was modelled after The Ting Tings' 'That's not my name'.

It goes something like

有~ 人~ 一直~ 在大便
(Are~ You~ Calling~ Me Darling)

I wanted to choke him to death with a wad of toilet paper.

But apparently, I have no right to do so because my frequent toilet trips are a severe cause of air pollution in the kitchen. It's so serious that my dad bought AmbiPure Lavender Toilet Spray back from NTUC to mitigate the erm, air problem.

I deserve to be fined by the Ministry of Health for endangering the safety of my family's lungs. I am so ashamed.

The worst thing is the doctor told me very kindly that she can't stop this pooping spree because it is better for the virus to be out than in. So all I can do is sit home and wait and eat the isotonic medicine she gives me.

And I can't even eat! The mooncakes in the fridge miss me already :(

Wish me a quick recovery everyone.

2009-07-08T05:48:00.000-07:00

I miss LuoHui.

I want to burn her Grade 8 exam piece booklet because the sight of it is making me sick.

I'm terrified of the Grade 8 exam on Friday.

I will knock myself out on the piano if my examiner is female.

I'm probably going to have a panic attack soon.

Urgh. Scared siaaaa.

And I dunno why but I particularly miss LuoHui right now.

2009-07-05T06:13:00.000-07:00

Midyears was devestating!

But alas, the important thing is that it's over and I celebrated that last night by generally behaving like a crazy 12 year old with my cousins.

I am not going to go into specifics about what I did because it's embarrassing. I henceforth kindly hint to you that the fun I had involved a supermarket and lots of trolley crashing and the receiving of unpleasant looks from our unwilling victims.

I'm so childish and bad HAHAHA.

Feeling guilty that we trashed the above supermarket, we bought cereal and returned to my ahma's house, where I forced everyone to camwhore because I was high.

[See how deprived I am of fun? I get high from irritating shoppers/shop owners.]

The Cerealfaced Cousins

See the peace signs on everyone's hands?

This shows my great influencial powers okay. All I said was '1, 2, 3, PEACE!' and all of them did it. So cute right, my cousins.

I have a newfound obsession with cereal boxes man.

Jamming tomorrow! Can't wait to do the new songs :]

Oh yeah, I'm totally suggesting MJ's Billie Jean for the next jam session. I'm in love with it.

2009-05-10T07:17:00.000-07:00

I have so mucccchhh to write about but my fingers are rebelling again and I've reached a whole new level of laziness to not bother to post my pictures up here.

So you guys shall have to make do with a super brief summary of SYF.

Tuesday was SYF day, and I woke up feeling like the little kid going to the amusement park for the first time ever. I could literally feel the excitement and nervousness diffuse into my bloodstream.

Bad combination. I ended up being pretty darn hyper and restless on the bus. Sorry Fatty, you're always the one who has to tolerate my insane Happy-Tree-Friend-ish behaviour in the mornings :]

The whole preparation process leading to 1715 was great. The choir felt like a choir and I must say that the whole chaotic mess with all the bathing and drying of hair and super speed makeup and fitting into those dammit tight costumes was totally awwweeesommme.

I thought our performance was pretty good :D

And Ubi Caritas was seriously kickass!

Am proud of RVCS, and am happy with the silver!

Ms Ek was so sweet after the performance, what with her wearing a matching outfit and little pep talk.

But I must say I was pretty sad that Ms Tham wasn't with us when the results were announced and that we didn't even get to see her when we left.

She is the choir's inspiration and the one person whom all of us look up to and the only person who will be so immensely tolerant and patient with us. I love her to bits and I wanna see her soooon.

Yeah so that's it for SYF.

Right now the one main thing I'm excited about is the chalet next saturday!

Haha my Ahma totally asked Fatty to come along so that'll be fun :D

Okay I know I sound very unlike myself and ridiculously hyper in this post but that's because I got the urge to blog and I need to do it in like 5 mins because I don't wanna miss a single bit of Harper's Island.

Right then,

GOODBYE PEOPLE!

2009-04-17T20:06:00.000-07:00

I have no right to be unhappy, do I?

I love 5L!

2009-04-17T19:25:00.000-07:00

Firstly, I'm sorry.

Secondly, I'll never get enough courage to talk to you like how you did yesterday so I'm glad you did.

Thirdly, I promise to never not explain my behaviour.

Lastly, I LOVE YOU!

[Will Manhole kill me if he reads this? HAHAHA.]

2009-04-16T18:28:00.001-07:00

3 things-

1. I'm embarrassingly addicted to Lily Allen.

2. I should get a tagboard.

3. I should stop my boycott of Facebook?

2009-04-16T05:07:00.000-07:00

ZhiYing and I started the Choir FML Session today because a few of our friends looked pretty suicidal/homicidal and I thought that they would feel better if they could bitch about whatever was bothering them.

So, all of us got around in a circle and I started complaining about stupid things like how some people have to kick up an unnecessarily ginomous fuss just because I got bangs and about my Blair Bear dropping again.

Then, everyone else started complaining too and all of us got pretty agitated and we were laughing at each other's problems and proclaimations of hatred towards stuff like PI and shitty teachers.

I swear, people were smiling and having fun and the FML Session was totally successful in lifting everyone's spirits.

But of course, some people just had to start criticising other choir members in a failed manner of surreptition and destroyed the whole atmosphere.

Oh my GOD. The whole purpose of this was to let people vent their frustration, not some flaming session where you start announcing your hatred for people that are obviously within the circle.

Like, what the shit.

And how can anyone pronounce that they dislike overly sensitive people when they clearly know that such people are present among us?

There is nothing wrong with being sensitive and I think it's horrible that you're making these people doubt themselves and feel worse.

Does it make you feel good to embarrass them like that in front of everyone?

Mentioning their so-called flaws does not make you any better, it just shows your own flaw of insensitivity.

I mean, come on! We're a choir!

We've been one choir for a such a long time and we've got SYF in a month.

So why are you guys trying to cause bad blood between yourselves and other members?

You're all entitled to your own likes, dislikes, values and beliefs but please learn to keep it to yourselves and not be so truculent as to declare them to hurt others.

Can you start to consider other people's feelings and not just your own self-indulgent opinions?

I'm so disappointed by my own friends.

2009-04-11T18:06:00.000-07:00

There's something about Adam Lambert that makes me drawn to him despite the fact that I recently discovered that he's fat and gay.

Sorry fellow fans, I hate to put those two words with him in the same sentence too, but they're ultimately true.

I must first state that I have nothing against gays, but the thing is, when your idol is not straight, you'll definitely be contemplating fandom suicide.

I mean, idols have godly status! They're supposed to be everything you imagine them to be.

And I imagine Adam Lambert to meet Hayley Wiliams a few months down the road where they would thereafter get hitched and produce a few musical proteges with black and orange hair :D

But obviously, the above is not coming true. Ever. *sobs*

Okay, so I learnt to get over the fact that he is gay and realised that I was oblivious to the glaring hint presented by his black nail polish.

But soon after, my mom pointed out very excitedly that he has a double chin and looks fat in a basketball jersey in some AI episode.

I FAINTED.

Am I going blind? I totally remember Adam as a tall, well-built rockstar! WTS.

The only person who was happy about this new found discovery was LL, who was certain that Adam can't possible be perfect and expressed a highly triumphant grin when I told him about the double chin.

Whatever it is, I've learnt to get past Adam's chubbiness too and am up on my blog to tell everyone that I'm still a devoted fan and you guys have to check him out!

I know AI is seriously over-rated and nobody really watches it to spot talent anymore, but this season is awwwesssomme. And of course, there's Adam, the incentive to tune in!

PEOPLE,

Stop the condemnation, Start watching!

2009-04-07T07:17:00.000-07:00

Dear readers,

do you happen to be one of those poor people walking past my classmates and have your eardrums completed destroyed by their rascous laughter regarding a mysterious Mother Veron figure?

Or are you an avid Facebook fanatic who noticed the brand new Mother Veron's Home thingy set up?

Or do you perhaps have no idea who Mother Veron is because you're some hermit living under the stone of mugging?

Whatever it is, let me introduce to you Mother Veron and her 奶家族.

Ta-dah!

As you can judge from my expression above, this was supposed to be a formal shot of us.

Please forgive certain of my family members' need to camwhore despite the severity of the whole photoshoot.

From Left: Queen B 奶瓶 (Mother Veron's sister), Duchess 奶? (Mother Veron's sister too), Naidu 奶度 (Sister Neo's daughter), Brother Pang 奶弟 (Mother Veron's son), MOTHER VERON奶妈, Sister Neo奶妹 (Mother Veron's daughter), JudNai (Family Cat), Princess D 奶佣 (Queen B's daughter).

Isolated: The Unnamed Family Dog

WE ARE LIKE TOTALLY COOL PLEASE.

Demonstrating Mother's inert talent.

(I swear my school uniform is growing bigger. Like, wth?)

The original caption of this photo was:

SEARCHING FOR 奶爸!

Please return to complete our wonderful 奶家族!

MOTHER MISSES YOU!

I hope this explains the depressing expressions on most of us and the look of pure trauma on Olivia's face and the super kelian look on Joshua's. Mother looks kinda happy though. HAHAHA.

Crazy people we all are.

2009-04-06T23:48:00.000-07:00

Quote of the Week:

(After a minor car accident in which my brother was sent sprawling onto the floor of my papa's car)

"姐姐，刚才这样撞一下我吓到放屁."

HAHAHAHA.

P.S. That was my 3rd car accident of the year.

And it's only the beginning of April.

I have totally up-ed my status as an accident magnet.

*shakes head*

2009-04-05T06:50:00.000-07:00

A week in photos:

My disgust with math opened by eyes to the fact that our school campus actually boasts pretty decent scenary.

This,

for one, looks like Brother Pang's cover of Wide Sargasso Sea!

RV suddenly seems less Communist Russian and more Tropical Carribean to me.

Tyt's cute/candid moment.

I think she in the process of forming a regular smile that was incurred by the 4 free pratas Zhiying won for her from MZ when I took this. HAHA!

(Note MZ's slightly biantai/pedophilic expression)

I love my Princess D.

This picture is solid evidence that can repel any accusations of our class being anorexic. Look at the pure joy in Olivvviaaa's face!

O: PLEASE! GIMME MORE PRATA! I'D DO ANYTHING!

TYT: NAH NAH NAH!

O: GIVE ITTTTTT! AND STOP SMELLING MY HANDS, LIKE EW!

LMAO LMAO LMAO!

Nadia and I used to be fatties omg.

And she looks friggin' Hawaiian!

And amazingly Chinese! :D

Tomorrow's Monday again, the third one in Term 2.

Time's learnt to teleport. Zzz.

I really wish it would slow down cos I'm so happy right now.

Am I suffering from the Peter Pan syndrome?

2009-03-27T08:14:00.001-07:00

It's official - my two favourite women are now my Mama and Betty Crocker.

And this is a result of how the fullness of my stomach is has a direct relationship with my level of happiness.

It's so easy to resolve my misery and make me happy.

My mom is resourceful and creative okay. Despite not owning pancake birthing mechanism, she still managed to make them using a pan with no handles and that metal spatula thingy she uses to fry fish.

I kept laughing when I watched her flip the pancakes because she looked like she was frying eggs. And I have to say that her pancakes were PHATTT. Damn cute.

Macdonalds' worthy right?

Even my Blair bear endorses it, please!

(Omg I'm getting lamer by the day)

People, if you're suffering from the emo vibes and are on good terms with my mama, feel free to teleport to my house for treats such as this.

2009-03-25T07:22:00.000-07:00

Hey you bored people, I'm finally back to blogging!

Stop blaming me for the eternal hiatus, my life had been completely boring and my fingers were allergic to the keyboard.

But right now, I've got a million things to be happy about and I shall list them down here because I'm malicious and I like to make people jealous.

YanPeng is happy because of:

1. The Band

How can I not love these guys? We blow up speakers together, please!

But seriously, we need to settle our name immediately. Or are we sticking to Colour Riot?

2. The Friends

To spam icecream with.

To get unglam with.

To go to the toilet with.

To act cute with.

To form cults like the Blair Gang with.

To buy cult objects with.

To emo with.

To take photos of (and subsequently laugh at).

3. The incredible inclination for painting nails

I am so talented. HAHAHA.

4. The favourite victim

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

5. The Domo

How can anyone resist a monster that looks like a brownie! Who cares if he can't close his mouth.

6. Blair and Chuck

*cues Olivia and Tyt's screams*

THEY ARE WHY I WATCHING GOSSIP GIRL, PLEASE.

*

Okay, I've come to the end of the list.

I want to add more stuff to it but my hands can't move anymore and I'm sick of uploading photos right now. Too lazy :D

2008-11-21T03:47:00.000-08:00

Hey all.

I'm pretty happy right now, despite the fact that my nose is blocked and my ears are still partially deaf from stupidly standing next to Jonathan and his drums on Tuesday.

My fingernails are painted this lovely shade of neon pink that can probably be seen all the way from the moon.

The response for the Junkerz chalet is stellar, so I'm really excited about it.

The response for the 2I chalet/outing is kinda non-existent, but truthfully, it never was good so I'm still excited that at least there is some response.

I've got 80 dollars worth of World of Sports vouchers to spend thanks to a day of running with Clarine [La] and Rambu so I'm happy.

I made a pretty chocolate cake with Fran yesterday so I'm happy.

I get to spam P!nk's U + Ur Hand sans a complaining brother so I'm happy.

I watched Madagascar 2 for free and got to laugh at the smartass penguins so I'm happy.

The sakura perfume thingy GG got from Japan is so strong it's clearing up my nose so I'm getting happier by the minute.

Yay!

Life is good :]

2008-10-18T19:48:00.001-07:00

I crashed my brother's guitar class yesterday.

Being a total guitar noob who can only play a few strange chords and the cheat version of Hey There Delilah, the erm, chorus of Fall To Pieces and the complete, unabridged version of You Are My Sunshine, I fiddled with the electric guitars for like, 5 seconds, then went around taking photos instead.

I try to look like a guitar pro-ass.

My C chord sounded so rad.

After that we went Varti, Mutti and mein schwul Bruder and I went to NTUC because the family fridge is filled with absolutely nothing but pasta and cheese.

Don't ask.

I haven't done grocery shopping in forever, so I was pretty excited.

I know, I'm such an auntie!

Heck, I'm the kind to volunteer to push the trolley around.

It must be noted that my mother bought 8 cartons of milk.

Eight. 八. Acht.

!!!

What are we, cow haters?

Oh, and she almost opted for the Full Cream milk but I screamed and practically stuffed the Low-fat one up her face.

I have fullcreamophobia.

Then we walked around looking at random stuff while my mom got even more pasta.

She's addicted to making that stuff, and she's now in love with this pasta called Le Fantasie or something. They're like, little macaronis in the shape of animals. Pretty cute.

What the hell is my brother doing?

Oh yeah, I spotted these Pokemon cup noodles.

Are the noodles shaped like Pokemon?

I shall buy them soon :D

Omg my brother just said that each cup is friggin' $3.30!

?!

SCAM.

SCAMM.

2008-10-17T05:23:00.000-07:00

THE EXAMS ARE OVER.

I feel liberated!

I literally breathe deeper and more freely now.

Awesomenesszxzxz.

My life shall fill this page soon.

2008-08-14T03:34:00.000-07:00

Today was Awful.

That's Awful with a big, fat, capital A.

I had woken up fever-free and I was feeling disgustingly happy that I was able to take the History and English tests today because I have no idea what would happen if I didn't take them.

And then, disaster strikes at the bus interchange.

I was just standing in the queue for 97 when I felt this urge to throw up.

It was like there was this compressed area in my chest that was threatening to erupt from my mouth.

So I told Wee to go to school first while I go force whatever was coming up to come out of my system and down the toilet.

Wee was really nice and came along with me anyway.

Waited for a free cubicle for a relatively long time.

In fact, I waited so long that the vomiting sensation was long gone.

By then, I was breaking out in cold sweat.

Then Wee and I went to the mama shop to get the 最酸的酸梅.

Haha I popped one in my mouth and was so concentrated on how sour the thing feels that I lost all sense of discomfort.

The both of us ended up late (Sorry, Wee).

Ms Ng and Ms Khang saw me when I was heading for the classroom and Ms Ng was like, "YanPeng, are you sure you can sit for the papers?"

I said yes.

Well, I did think I was going to be strong enough to sit through both papers.

Everyone was commenting on how sickly I looked. I had no idea because I did not have the chance to take a look at myself in the mirror.

I was still perfectly functional during half the History Paper, but then the classroom started to freeze and I was shaking.

I was really, really shaking.

I could see the cloth of my uniform quivering and my fingernails were purple.

Didn't feel good at all, but I calmed myself down into finishing the paper.

I probably did a shitty job with the History Paper.

Well, I shall give myself the excuse of being sick when I did it.

After the teacher dismissed us, I grabbed my stuff and walked out of the classroom.

It was way too cold in there.

The sun warmed me up a bit, but I was still trembling.

Mind you, I was wearing a black hoodie out in the sun and I was still freezing.

Obviously my fever is back.

I chose to ignore it and decided to stay for the English Paper.

When ZhiYing asked me if I was okay, I wanted to cry and say no.

But I kept quiet and looked down to stop myself from crying like a brat.

Ate a papaya, then headed to the toilet.

I looked at the mirror and was pretty shocked.

Nadia was right; I looked vampire-ish.

My eyes were too dark. My skin was so pale I looked dead.

The contrast was scary. I looked bloody sick.

But I was stupidly obstinate and I wanted to take the English Paper so I went back to class.

But alas, my head started to pound again like how it did on Wednesday and I couldn't think straight. And though I was sitting at the corner of the classroom, away from wherever the aircon could blow at, I was still shaking.

So I told Ms Khang that I needed to go home and I left the classroom.

My Dad brought me to the doctor.

Zzz my temperature reached an all time high of 40 degrees.

I was seriously wondering if this fever would deem me retarded.

Urgh.

My good luck is non-existent.

And now it's time to take my pills.

2008-08-08T23:40:00.000-07:00

I'm watching Cory in the House right now while blogging, which is getting a little distracting but is actually quite fun. I LOVE MEENA'S MEXICAN ACCENT!

Okay, so I'm finally blogging because I need to comment on how ridiculous my mother and brother can be when watching Olympics gymnastics.

Normal people, namely you and me, will simply be gaping at the TV screen while the gymnasts perform some oh-my-god-imba-freaks! stunts. There'll probably be a little bit of 'Whoa's and a little bit of clapping and a little bit of cheering and a little bit of laughing.

But my mother and brother are just- different.

They made strange statements about the male gymnasts non-stop.

It goes something like this:

"Wow he's powdering his armpits! Is that necessary?"

"Look at his breasts!"

"人样子还蛮帅的，可是为什么他一直自言自语?"

"LOOK AT THIS BREASTS!"

"They don't have armpit hair!"

"Of course, 毛会很滑, will cause them to slip on the bars. Oh, and the friction from the armpit hair will make it difficult to turn about or something."

"Ahhh..."

Obviously, none of the above makes any sense.

Even if they did, the only thing I learnt from the above conversation is that the loss of balance for any gymnast is attributed to the inequal distribution of armpit hair on both sides.

How delightful.

2008-07-18T07:04:00.000-07:00

A Complete, Unabridged, Truthful, Boring Account Of A Friday With YanPeng

I woke up at 5.15am despite violent protests from my aching legs and abs because I had to get to school early to do my SS SBQ, which was innocuously left forgotten under my desk and was very unfortunately, due today.

My legs and abs had to wait. The wrath of Ms Teo was much more forbidable.

Once again, I slipped in semi-slumber on 97 as I spammed Tokio Hotel and The Academy Is... I miraculously did not end up banging my head against the glass window repeatedly at intervals, which was what normally happens when I fall asleep on a bus.

I woke up disorientated and speed-walked to class to finish that darn SBQ.

Alas, I ended up getting bombarded with questions and more questions and more questions about Racial Harmony Day. Due to my scrambled state of mind, I only remember that I answered some questions, forgot the rest, and got very frustrated.

In the end, I wrote about 3 lines of my answer on foolscap paper, grabbed my Chemistry stuff and had to go for morning assembly, which is really a waste of time alike how blackheads are a waste of body surface area.

I should mention that of all things, I actually forgot to bring my pencil case to assembly ground until TzeHui mentioned it.

Which was really, really one of the dumbest things I've ever done.

So after assembly there was the Chemistry Practical Test, which I completely screwed up because I experienced a mind blank for the first time in my life.

All was good, until the moment when I conviniently forgot that when

50cm³ = Pcm³ + Qcm³,

Qcm³ is simply 50cm³ - Pcm³.

Yes, it was that bad and I just couldn't get it.

So there I was, staring at the piece of paper like it was an article about Tom Kaulitz rebonding his dreadlocks.

I felt like crying because my mind just won't function.

Urgh.

After the traumatising mind dyfunction, I decided that I needed a sugar high during recess.

Ate tauhuay with the chocolate malt drink.

Is it called Vito or something?

The Milo + Horlicks tastealike thing?

It's pretty nice, really.

After recess there was Chinese class. Luolao gave us the full 40 mins (or was it an hour?) to discuss stuff for the baozhangbaodao analysis.

She also told us that she's leaving for Philadelphia on the 31st July, which is pretty soon.

I know I'll miss her, though I probably won't admit it very openly.

Okay I just did.

Never mind.

Anywayzxzxz, there was double Maths next.

It was the fastest double Maths period ever.

This is probably due to the fact that we're learning about Probability and Combination now, which is the only topic I've ever scored well in in the entirety of my Mathematical history in RVHS.

Alright what was after Maths?

Erm.

Eh.

Oh yeah, History.

Mr Lim let us roam the library for one hour to look for books about the Java War.

I confess to the fact that I ended up looking for books about Germany and Hitler.

After History I peed for the 4th time of the day.

Then there was English, where MingShin confessed to being a misanthropic stalker.

Then school ended and everything was a big blur.

I helped LahLah stick some of our Kacang Puteh posters on the walls of the stairways, going against the blasting wind that was messing up my fringe and blowing my skirt waaaaay uppp.

I have now learnt how to hold my skirt down with one hand while stuffing Blutack on a piece of paper with the other.

After the wind attack I played badminton with Nadia and Fran and some other Junkerz.

Almost got murdered by Wah Wen Rui's vicious swipes of the racket. And I almost broke my neck trying to counter some ferocious shuttlecocks.

At 4pm everyone went to their respective CCAs.

And after that there was more badminton.

And then there was a bit of piano playing, a bit of singing, a bit of laughing and a bit of screaming.

Then Quek, MingShin and I went to Vivo to eat.

And we laughed and laughed and laughed over stupid things that don't really deserve so much of our abdominal efforts.

Then we went home.

And now, here I am, blogging about my boring life because Jonathan pressured me to blog and this was the most I could give.

Lol.

Life's such a PMS-ing _____.

2008-06-26T06:36:00.000-07:00

I am proud to announce that the Australian Mail Service is obviously much more efficient than the Australian Shipping Boxes Company (or whatever it is called) and that I received the letter Toilette had sent me!

And yes, your eyes are not playing tricks on you.

That guy in the middle of the head-spinningly colourful letter is a Toilette-drawn Tom Kaulitz!

*beams in pride*

I AM SO IN LOVE WITH THIS LETTER, PLEASE.

I'm giving him premier spotlight by slotting it at the front of my english file and placing it ostentatiously face-up on my table.

It's like, achieved the status of the Paris Hilton of all letters.

DANKE, TOILETTE!

In the mean time, school so far has been pretty bearable.

I have rediscovered a long lost passion for Math and almost died on 61 today from trying to speed read 红楼梦and ending up getting severe motion sickness that kills.

The old choir committee has left with the new one taking its place.

[Ah. I will miss RVC.]

MingShin and I have been having a Singing Deathmatch, where I sing correctly and he tries to throw me off my singing everything off-key, at the expense of our classmates' ears. So far, he has managed to spoil Yellowcard's Ocean Avenue, Fighting and Five Becomes Four.

All American Rejects' Straightjacket Feeling has also fallen victim in his vicious hands, or rather, vicious mouth. I think he destroyed FOB's Thks Fr Th Mmrs too, though obviously ZeMing does a better job in doing that.

I am completely surprised that no one has complained about us yet.

According to some of my angry friends, the school's laksa has lost is standard.

The school bookshop is not restocking their supply of 立化稿纸but at least it's still selling my all-time favourite 60 cents pens.

My basketball is steadily improving.

Eh. Das ist alles für jetzt.

2008-06-08T18:31:00.000-07:00

Really Random and Pointless but at the same time Amusing Text Conversations with Lim Ze Ming and Nadia Niam

[Accounted with absolute accuracy]

Eins-

Zeming: Where did mini shin run to? And How's miss joanne's weddin

YanPeng: Hey you're back! Mingshin's busy chasing sheep in aust and ms ng's wedding was great. Her husband looks like mr tancheeyuan.

ZM: How sweet. I thought he was chasing kangaroos

YP: Nah..he's not fast enough lol. How was thailand?

ZM: Gay.

Zwei-

Nadia: Yohey yeah i'm back. came back quite late last night.

YanPeng: You're back! Lol saw your an deiner seite sms. How's thailand?

N: Haha it was alright. i don't feel like doing any homework now. saw quite a few germans there. the guys were all pink skinned and fat with beer bellies.

YP: Ew. Gosh i fear that tom wld end up like that when he turns 40, seeing how he's so in love with in-and-out burgers LMAO. Any cute guys? :)

N: German no. but there are some french or italian guys that look ok. most of the good looking guys are british or aussie or are transexuals.

YP: I thought all brit guys were butt ugly once they reach the grand age of 18. LOL at least there were some cute guys.

N: Yeah. i'm still psyched about the Ich bin da thing!!! and i dreamt of a funny dream involving bill and tom last night :D

YP: UNFAIR! I never dream of them. Ha i bet you think abt them more than i do :D

N: Lol not really. i'll tell you what was it about some day.

YP: Haha okay..it better not involve you doing things with my tommy :)

N: Nah you tommy was doing something else with two girls from france.

YP: Oh. Namely me and erm, me. LMAO. I'm of a tenth of french descent.

N: Nah i don't think so. they were blond and TALL

YP: With the word tall in caps, ARE YOU SAYING THAT I'M MORE BLOND THAN I AM TALL?! Tsktsk!

Conclusion: Going to Thailand changes people.

(And NahNah obviously thinks that i'm superrrr shorrrrrt. Tsk!)

2008-06-04T06:13:00.000-07:00

When our little minds
are intimidated by mere equations
that last longer than our pinky fingers

When a day lasts a thousand sleepness night
sand darkness is just black sunlight
we toil to strive for endless repetition.

Sit down,
Drink up,
Keep still,
I'll rage
about my life as a robot.

Hey all.
I found the above lines scribbled on my Partial Fraction notes, which is actually my subconcious summary of what my life has been like for the year so far.

Boring, stagnant, repetitive.

And that, is probably why I haven't been blogging consistently.

Repetition kills creativity.

And for my case, a large portion of my happiness as well.

Great life, huh.

I keep telling myself that I'm at least not caught dead under a school pillar in China, living under Communism or getting Paris Hilton as a new BFF so I should count and thank my lucky stars and quit complaining about school.

But still, great life, huh.

Well anyway I've decided to introduce you to the few significant things that took place in my non-existent life because I find myself, once again, trying to revive my long dead blog.

25 April 08

Was shipped to Pulau Semakau with my darling 4J.

It was really nice-smelling for a rubbish island and was a great spot to emo.

11 May 08

My beloved Toilette left Singapore for a life of sheep-chasing and country music in Tamworth.

No, obviously I'm kidding about her listening to country music. I have a suspicion that she would rather go deaf than to stuff her ears with the good, ol' musical essence of them cowboys.

Not sure about the sheep-chasing part though.

I MISS HER!

Some time in mid May

I found myself completely obsessed with Tom Kaulitz.

Am currently still fighting with a certain Fran Chua and Spitty Chu for him.

LOL I know we're childish. Who cares?

20 May 08

Bowled for the first time in my life.

(Shut up, I know I'm a late learner!)

My very first score after one game was a pathetic 35.

I then changed my bowling ball to this sadistically striking pink one:

And improved to a more presentable 68.

I admit to being atheletically challenged.

31 May 2008

Ms Ng is now Mrs Chow (Did i spell this correctly?) !

Almost the whole of 4J attended her wedding and we were being stared at to death on the way to the church because we were basically made up of a groupof 20 plus girls in dresses traveling in a troupe.

The fact that we were loud as a circus didn't help divert attention from us either.

Well, we are 4J after all.

Ms Ng was really pretty that day, and her husband still looks like Mr Tan Chee Rong. LOL!

They looked really happy together, which was a fantastic sight.

Being the lameass I am, I can't wait to see The Teacher Formerly Known As Ms Ng so that I can call her Mrs chow!

1 June 2008

QUEK QI YUAN'S 16TH BIRTHDAY!

The OH sisters met up at Lot 1, found it amazingly boring and chased after taxis down the streets of Choa Chu Kang so that we can get to LuoHui's house at Kovan to watch Moulin Rouge.

I have to admit that the highlight of the day was actually the taxi-chasing part because we laughed so much that I snorted some chocolate from my Prima Deli waffle and it ended up in my nose.

I didn't tell them because I was pretty stunned by the whole chocolate business.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY QUEEEEEKKKK! ICH LIEBE DICH!

2 June 2008

CHOIR CAMP!

Us seniors ended up playing beach volleyball for practically the whole day.

My right arm still aches a bit from all the surfing.

We obediently joined the rest of the choir for pass the parcel and the water bomb fight during the late afternoon.

Pass the parcel was filled with juniors doing imitations of ridiculous ads ranging from the classic Mocca HI I'M SELLING MY HOUSE one to the brand new Gatsby deodorant one.

The water bomb fight was more of a fight for Tom Kaulitz thanks to Mr Chu Wei Ping, who apparently thinks that getting me wet is the ultimate method to win over MY Tom.

Obviously he ended up wetter than me because I'm a vengeful person. LOL!

Okay, the holidays seem to be brightening up my life a bit.

Sehr gut!

2008-05-11T07:13:00.000-07:00

Hello friend,
Welcome to the beginning of another end.
I hope the miles 2 hours away
Will be shorter,
And the lights there
To be softer than the black of sound.
Remember we'll always be
Under the same web of tragic stars,
That bind our lives
At the end of all common nights.

I'll miss you.

-From Mrs T Kaulitz to Mrs J Puget

2008-05-04T08:19:00.000-07:00

Oh mein Gott.

It's like, 11.20pm.

I should totally be having an intimate affair with my bed and blanket now but I'm still stuck in front of the dumbass computer screen trying to find information about the fall of communism for the History test tomorrow, which I'd probably flunk.

My train of thought has been reduced to these ridiculous lines of run-on sentences that I cannot comprehend.

And I just called Hazel a Cheese when she's the Toilet.

?!!

3, 2, 1 - Save YanPeng from a Midyear Meltdown, please.

2008-04-10T06:46:00.000-07:00

It is very obvious to me that I'm under a tremendous amount of stress.

Call me weird, but I can judge my stress level with what kind of dreams I have at night. It's a totally perculiar and inexplicable trait, but still totally useful.

So recently, I've been having these ridiculous dreams that morph into academic nightmares that for some reason, stay stuck in my head.

It all started with that one dream about Biology class. Well technically, it wasn't exactly a very original and creative dream because it was more like a subconcious reminder of what really happened in real life.

Basically, I dreamt that I got the devillish 64.444444444444% for my Biology test [which really did happen] and I was completely distressed and frustrated with the fact that I was a mere 0.000000000001% away from a GPA of 3.0.

In contrast to reality, however, I broke down like a loser because of this and begged Mrs Lim to give me half a mark more for my erm, indubitably perfect handwriting and spacings or something.

She gave me a vehement, "No."

Then I woke up and was very confused and squirted toothpaste all over the sink when I brushed my teeth.

The next night, I had another ridiculous dream about results again.

This time, my very boring brain dreamt of me getting 63.333333333333% for some Chinese paper. Somehow, I managed to link the previous dream with this one and my dolour and irritation was magnificently doubled.

Once again, being the loser I am in my dreams, I broke down and pleaded LuoLaoShi to give me like, one and a half more marks.

She gave me a vehement, "No." as well, though this time it's said in Chinese.

After which I woke up feeling abstrusely confused and very disorientated.

The next day, amazingly, I had yet another dream about school!

This time the dream was pretty funny though.

Basically, I dreamt of what Celine Chen and I crapped about during the early morning 97 rides.

I dreamt that all the Math teachers in the universe were in this religious group called the Pythagoras Cult and that the sole purpose of Math lessons were to recruit some of the young, innocent and talented into the Cult.

I vividly remember the fact that I dreamt of myself walking into one of their daily rituals, where these Math teachers in their pinstriped shirts and black pants were kneeling on the A Math textbooks in front of a wall with this ENORMOUS right angled triangle.

They had raised their arms and were flinging them about in a perfect right-angled motion, chanting something like, "Ohhhhh Pyyyyy-ttthhhha-ggo-rasssss, sssssiiiiinne, ccccossssinne and tttannnngentttt leaves us breathlesssssss."

When I woke up, I was too stunned to laugh.

In conclusion, seeing that I had nightmares about studies on such a regular and consecutive basis, I can infer that I am stressed out and on the verge of all-out madness.

Tsktsk.

2008-01-09T19:20:00.000-08:00

The past few days had been nothing short of diabolic.

Everything just does notwork out the way I want it to. It's like someone up there seems to be having fun making sure that the plans I made and that the things I did were to be screwed up like a kid's mind in an acrimonious family.

And right now, I'm even reduced to having to stay home because my literally bloody eye is being a real bitch and is hurting from ELit yesterday.

Please, I tried getting whatever is stuck in my socket out with a million ways.

I even did the dumbest alternative, which was to crank up Radiohead's Creep and Butch Walker's Mixtape on the computer while reading Peter Pan's ending again and again to see if the whatever stuck in my eye flows out with tears I cry.

Didn't work cos I didn't cry. Wendy's love for Peter lost its effect on me.

So I ended up listening to the same songs while thinking of the one sad thing constantly in my head, the same sad thing I forced out of my system a few days ago.

Sad is really an understatement used to describe that thing, but no other word fits a feeling so vast.

So yeah, tears dripped but NOTHING came out of them.

I was as desperate as a rabbit on the verge of dissection in a Biology Lab.

And that devil of a whatever is still in my eye now. It doesn't block my vision at all but it's hurting up a storm. My eye is completely puffy and still crimson.

Sucks.

2007-12-22T21:47:00.000-08:00

It's wicked how I'm just 15 and I've got this obsession with weddings.

Tsktsk.

And it's all thanks to Thea AhYi's wedding yesterday at Sentosa last night!

The solemnisation ceremony was so effing gorgeous because it was held at this balcony overlooking the lovely beach with its receeding tides and there were romantic white sashes and golden helium balloons everywhere!

And darling Thea was just so damn pretty yesterday!

She was practically radiating infectious happiness through her skin and wedding gown.

It was such a fantastic sight singing with bliss.

And of course, I love weddings also because they please everyone who attends it, no matter how bad a case of PMS they had been suffering before entering love ground.

Look at how us retarded emo kids of the generation magically transform into happy kiddies at weddings!

LOL I'm quite sure (though unwilling to admit that) we're all so pleased mainly because of the good food we will get at the dinner.

My brother, on the other hand, is very pleased because he gets to take pictures of me while I eat like a pig.

Yes, I did try to stab him with a spoon.

I failed.

HAHAHA I WANT A NICE WEDDING SOMEDAY TOO!

2007-12-16T06:35:00.000-08:00

Hey guys.

I really wanna blog about my trip to Club Med but I'm vehement about posting pictures alongside my essay about it but considering the fact that the photos are all in my Dad's N83 and the phone's currently probably in the backpocket of my Dad's trousers in London right now I can't.

(Whoa that was a long sentence that didn't really make sense.)

Anyway let me announce to the rest of the world that I've finished learning Hey There Delilah by The Plain White T's on my brother's classical guitar, which is currently in my possession and is thereforth named Edward because it cannot be exposed to sunlight.

I also want to say that I'm so bored I'm watching William Beckett do stupid stuff on TAI TV, which is strangely addictive.

And I have to mention that I'm actually a Bulbasaur (?) and that Zeming's a Charmander (?!) and that Yujun's a (God forbid) Psyduck.

Andd that I've not touched on my homework.

Weird life.

Tata!

2007-11-28T21:33:00.000-08:00

Do y'all remember the good, old Civics and Moral Education classes we had?

You know, the one lesson when the teachers drone on and on and onnnnn about what the Singapore flag symbolises, the oh-so-importance of racial harmony and why being polite will ensure you not getting slapped by random strangers?

That kind of stuff, yeah?

Well, I found out the hard way today that the idiots who planned the Civics and Moral Education lessons missed out on one bloody significant chapter on how to be a good citizen.

To put it aptly, the chapter should be called:

WHY WE SHOULD NOT FART (WHETHER LOUDLY OR NOT) IN PUBLIC UNLESS IT IS ABSOLUTELY NECASSARY IN CASES OF ABRUPT FEELINGS OF CHUA SAI.

*nods happily*

Yes, I personally feel that one's farting in public is an absolute social abomination that should cease immediately!

This is due to the fact that farting affects the general population by severly polluting the very air that we inhale with its erm, peculiar scent.

Of more immediate importance, farting also adds on to the noise pollution of Bengs playing Sean Kingston's 'Beautiful Girls' too loudly with it's sudden and violent POOT that sometimes lasts for a whole 10 seconds.

Alright, now ask me why I'm so vehement regarding this issue.

You: YanPeng, why are you being so unreasonable about this farting thing? I BET YOU FART TOO HARHAR!

Yes I do fart too, smartass.

Anyway, the reason for my strong opinions against farting in public is because of the unfortunate event that my Mother, brother and I had to go through just half an hour ago.

The three of us were happily shopping at Tom & Stefanie, laughing at purple Barney raincoats and cheap underwear sold in bulks that were of flamboyant shades of blue that appeared strangely luminous to me.

All of a sudden, the fateful event took place.

This middle-aged, balding man standing a foot or so away from us freaking farted.

Loudly.

FARTED LOUDLY.

The three of us reacted differently.

My brother enunciated a very audible, "EW."

My mother turned to the man.

I turned to my mother, whom I had initially thought was the culprit of this disgustingly loud act.

I was wrong of course, it was the man whom farted.

In less that 2 seconds, my brother and I turned our heels and practically ran away from the crime scene in a desperate attempt to prevent ourselves from bursting out in hideous laughter and to avoid smelling whatever the fart might smell like (Socks? Fries? Swamps?)

My mother trailed behind, an amused grin spread across her face.

Once we were out of hearing range of the farting man, we LMAO-ed.

And because I was so clumsy (FYI I can fall from walking on flat ground, which is nearly impossible), I expeditiously fell into an entire cabinet of swimming costumes that was innocuously standing behind me.

FELL INTO THE CABINET.

In my ungracefully embarrasing trials to stop myself from falling midway, I grabbed anything in arm's range and ended up yanking various bikinis and shoes from nowhere onto the lacquered wooden floor.

I still fell on my ass of course, sitting in the cabinet itself with coloured garments falling from above, showering me like confetti at a beachside wedding.

...

THIS is why farting should be disallowed; they embarrass people.

2007-11-24T19:29:00.000-08:00

<3>

2007-11-24T19:21:00.000-08:00

We cheated time and sight.
We suffered the devastating aftermath that haunts my dreams at night.
But they're all gone now
thanks to the plethora of weddings and supposedly happy events
that closed up the stubborn gap between us.
The false masks forced onto our faces finally corroded;
washed away by the acid tears we probably shed.
The prologue's over,
welcome to the new chapter awaiting
the Disney-fied ending we deserve.

2007-11-11T20:08:00.000-08:00

Oh yeah Junkers, because the possibility of booking a chalet this time is as high as the possibility of my height shooting to 175cm at the end of the year, I was wondering if you all wanted to go bbq-ing/steamboat-ing.

Gimme a response man or I'm going to make one of my infamously radical decisions.

:D

2007-11-11T20:03:00.000-08:00

WAHLAO I CANNOT GO FOR 2I CHALET (BECAUSE I'LL PROBABLY BE CHEWING ON CHEAP GUM IN INDONESIA WHILE BUYING FAKE BRANDED GOODS)!

This is abomination in the eyes of the Lord!

It's injustice and downright unfair!

Boo!

*sobs hysterically and flings myself onto couch*

2007-11-03T18:50:00.000-07:00

Oh hi sugarcakes.

I was bored so I decided to blog a little even though my abstruse life is incredibly boring, my fingers have this impossible desire to just do something that playing the piano cannot satisfy.

So dang- I'm typing out my incoherent and unimportant thoughts.

*sheepish smile*

Okay so here's a list of the slightly more note-worthy moments of the past few months of mine:

1. I have been newly christianed Rosalie and Troy. Don't ask; both were given to me too abruptly for me to notice why exactly it happened. I like both names anyway so it's fine though.

2. I re-established my love for Panic! At the Disco and found a new one in Paramore.

3. For the first time in my entire life, I actually burnt the muffins I was baking for Francesca's birthday because I was distracted by the stupid TV. I was in total distraught at the failure even though my brother, who has the strangest tastebuds, chomped down all of them.

I seriously thought they sucked.

4. I did a meticulous count and realised that I've been an emcee for a grand number of 6 times this year alone. I think the entire RV population is having recurring nightmares of my voice on replay nowadays. Ha.

5. I found out that there are people who actually buy Britney's new album. How odd.

6. After a bit of Flickr-ing, I found the perfect guy to act as Edward Cullen in the Twilight movie.

GASPARD ULLIEL!

Can you please just take a glance at his face?

The same bronze hair, butterscotch eyes, and even the crooked smile!

MY GOD HE IS TOTALLY EDWARD CULLEN IN DISGUISE PLEASE.

What a pretty face :D

2007-10-05T22:03:00.000-07:00

Someone once told me that I seem to be happy ALL the friggin' time and someone else randomly noted that it was impossible to make me flare up.

In public anyway.

And it turns out that there actually is a perfectly logical reason to my strange inability to express certain of those extreme emotions in public!

One's pride; the other is the fact that I rant out my feelings in the form of sleepwalking and sleeptalking, so I don't do it when I'm rational and awake.

One of these amazingly odd sleeptalking trash-outs happened last night in front of my nonchalent family, whom is so used to my favourite nighttime activity that all they do when I sleepwalk/talk is reply "Yes." and "Uhhuh." to whatever I was saying.

Apparently, according to my father's dutiful report and my brother's excellent encore repeat of my latest subconcious adventure of last night this morning, I had walked out of my room to where they all stayed up to watch Survivor: China.

The first words out of my precious mouth were, "I'm dying!"

Then, walking normally, I repeated my introductory opening and headed to the kitchen.

Mother dearest followed me while my brother and dad scrambled for my handphone and his handphone respectively in a futile attempt to try and record my sleepwalk/talk.

By the way, my brother only managed to record an excerpt of my frustrated *#&%*&$^s once before, though sadly it lasted only for about 7 seconds and I couldn't make out what I was rambling on about.

Anyway, I ended up almost walking into my kitchen wall when my mother turned me around and I rapidly walked back to my room muttering under my breath before my father and brother could find their unconviniently hidden handphones.

*

Goodness I've got scary ways to express stress innit?

Just one of the amazing things that make up YanPeng.

2007-09-07T20:56:00.000-07:00

天空不断下着无声的雪

而我只有思念勉强能温暖黑夜

拥抱离我已经千山万水

每个男人都有说不出的心碎

我还爱着一个人

但愿回到美好的从前

也许痛的感觉证明了爱的深浅

不然为什么我还不撤退

记得爱

所有幸福的片段

所以才一直忘记要离开

伸出手继续勇敢付出我的爱

原地不动的等待

就算风把我的头发吹乱

记得爱

是我给过的答案

就不再考虑应该不应该

一滴泪落进无边无际的大海

至少我们都活得没有遗憾

只要记得爱

就无所谓孤单

Yay 记得爱 by 阿沁 and 李玖哲!

Yeah shut up I know it's a duet by two guys so everyone's laughing at it and christening it the gay song.

STOP DOING THAT! *points pistol at all who refuses to comply*

And open your ears widddde and listen to it.

It's like what, the sweetest song ever?

I've become a total sucker for it and have been playing it every morning because it has the amazing ability to make me smile/grin like some idiot that has fallen silly in the field of love and hugs.

And I'm completely obsessed with these few phrases:

记得爱
是我给过的答案
就不再考虑应该不应该
一滴泪落进无边无际的大海
至少我们都活得没有遗憾

Makes a hell lot of sense.

At least to me it does.

Heartbreak comes in second after Regret when it all comes down to the rankings of Pain.

Ha my thoughts are getting incoherent.

2007-09-03T04:55:00.000-07:00

Today was screwed, screwed, screwed.

My hands totally failed me during the piano exam.

The fact that I'm doing badly in every single thing I'm supposed to do good in hit me harshly on the face like a big, fat yellow school bus on the highway.

My life is hopelessly dying on me.

Shit.

Just where the hell did I go wrong?

2007-08-27T18:23:00.000-07:00

HEY LOSERS!

I'm in the ComLab now doing CID and I bet that by the time you are reading this you would be at home slacking or gallivanting away in TV land so just spare some time and DO THIS-

http://www.surveymonkey.com/s.aspx?sm=PeH981in5jPhdRrq6AjQLA_3d_3d

I know you guys love me so do the survey please!

And if you have some talent and can perform something, ranging from singing to playing drums to eating 10 Carl's JR burgers in 5 minutes without choking to burping as loud as the Lightning Risk Alert announcement, do this one too:

http://www.surveymonkey.com/s.aspx?sm=hQ5yUGQ3nzF4X6i8BvW1Hw_3d_3d

Peace :D

2007-08-24T05:17:00.000-07:00

Today's SC Investiture was fine.

Except for that one whoopsy-doopsy I made out of pure carelessness.

Sorry YiJia! I think I'll have to remember your name for life in order to do a bit of repenting.

And I seriously need to thank YangJie for his bright yellow watch because it saved my life. My school biology life anyway.

And as for you-

I can't believe that you don't trust the two of us. The last time I checked, we were supposed to be your friends.

You know I was sick yesterday, didn't you? And you knew that she wasn't feeling so good.

I don't know what made you cast that mean accusation in our faces like that, but whatever it is, I'm going to forgive you because I love you enough.

2007-08-23T05:52:00.000-07:00

Just heard from Qiyuan about the passing away of a friend of Joseph's.

Though I have never in my life heard of him till now, I'm still pretty affected by his death.

It was a car accident.

Quick, sudden, instant. Like a bolt that strikes from behind a rainbow.

This is shouting out to me; telling me that all that you can see with your eyes is all that you have right this moment. Warning me of the dangers of the regret that will come back to haunt me if I don't just do what comes to my head and my heart.

Don't think, don't worry, don't doubt because it'll all end too soon.

I need bravery to guide me past the path of a fallen angel.

Cyde Burnes, rest in peace.

2007-08-13T05:27:00.001-07:00

The sky was lilac last night.

Is was that dainty shade of purple.

The one that, coupled with the fresh breaths of wind, would make anyone feel like she is living in a dream.

Romantic colour huh.

Haven't seen it since like, forever.

And maybe it's just my bad habit of judging future felicity by the colour of the sky but whatever it is, I sense hope in the coming days.

Hope that may just drain the exhaustion of reality of its odious truth and gently fill it with daywalking dreams to the brim of life.

:)

2007-08-05T04:55:00.001-07:00

BANANA DIET FOR THEIF WHO ATE GOLD CHAIN

Indian police forced a theif to gobble down 40 bananas in a few hours, hoping he would pass out a gold necklace that he had snatched and swallowed.

Sheikh Mohsin, 35, grabbed the 45,000-rupee (S$1,700) necklace from a woman in the eastern city of Kolkata on Friday and popped it into his mouth when he was caught by police and local residents.

"He denied swallowing it at all, but an X-ray conducted in a hospital revealed the necklace was very much in his stomach," Mr Ajay Kumar, a leading city detective, told Reuters.

"Doctors advised us to feed him with bananas as it worked like a natural purgative," said another officer, sleepy after staying up all night to monitor Mohsin's motions.

He said Mohsin went to the toilet three times yesterday and was also forced to vomit but the necklace failed to appear.

"We will have to look for other stronger purgatives now," he added.

Okay call me weird but I happen to be extremely amused when I read this article on The Sunday Times this morning.

I mean, don't you find it ridiculous that someone is actually so darn desperate for money that he friggin swallowed some gold chain that's worth $1700? Like, he actually sent some random gold chain that might have been picked up from some random drain filled with random, you know, stuff, down his throat?

He knows that that thing is going to end up coming out of his asshole right?

This Sheikh guy seriously needs to have some compassions on his small intestines and his anus! Like, it doesn't take a Biology student to realise that those poor parts of his are going to bleed or something from that gold chain.

GOLD CHAINS ARE HARD, MISTER.

And can someone tell the police force at India to give that poor police officer who had to stay up all night to moniter that Sheikh person's motions a raise?

Hello, his job is like the worst job anyone can even file for. And I doubt 'MONITERING MOTIONS OF SUPSECTS' is part of a police officer's job in the first place so give that poor man a bonus please!

Can you imagine if you're some police officer going to work looking all suave and amiable in your meticulously ironed uniform and your superior just comes to you with a straight face and says," Hey you, new assignment. Go check on that guy's motions for a gold chain."

LIKE HAHAHA!

It's unfair to him, man!

Okay YueTing I know you are very turned off now.

And I have a useful word of advice for the Indian police who are working on this case!

For a powerful purgative, force Clorets down that guy's throat.

Excessive Clorets really make you shit, trust me.

2007-08-03T05:00:00.000-07:00

Today is a fabo day.

Yes, I had been down with a horrible flu and a ridiculous sore throat that were most likely caused by my gorging OD sessions of chocolate Hello Pandas, chocolate Pocky sticks and chocolate wafer biscuits for the past few days while doing some serious mugging.

But anyway, the most important thing was that I reorganised my life today!

*cheers*

Thursday night was depressing enough to make me lie on my back at night to reflect on what exactly is going wrong. I concluded that I had been so obsessed over school work that my whole life equates to RV, RV and more RV.

I spent all my energy and wasted all my time trying to make my life better by making school life better. It was like, my whole existence revolves around the purpose of submitting proposals on time and getting as many As as possible.

And I realised that if I continue doing that and thinking this way, I'll be ruining myself.

So I promised myself that I'm going to let go of every single thing that I keep trying to hold on to for the past few years and get over every single on of them.

Get over the fact that it's impossible for me to meet everyone's expectations all the time.

Get over some people who caused tears to form behind my eyes.

Get over some things that are haunting me like how ghosts would and move on.

So I made a decision: GET MY EARS PIERCED.

Okay you, stop laughing at me.

I know almost everyone in this world has gotten their ears pierced like 49548958499467 years ago.

Well so did I when I was 8 years old but unfortunately, I ended up having to go for some retard operation and had 2 days MC because my earring freaking sank into my earlobes and they were infected and swollen like Angelina Jolie's lips.

Not a nice experience.

I ended up being a earrings freak who feels naseous when people stick like, stuff up their ears. Ask the Tings, they understand.

So anyway, I decided that getting my ears pierced would mean getting over old fears and starting afresh.

Haha Qiyuan and Wee I think you two know what old fears mean right?

Annnnddd I did get my ears pierced!

My parents were totally paranoid after my Angelina Jolie surgical scare 7 years ago.

Honestly, I was paranoid too but for the sake of acting sei I was like, "Yeah I wanna do this."

And I did.

OOOH YANPENG GOT OVER ONE OF HER GREATEST FEARS TODAY! SHE IS TOTALLY BRAVE!

Shall gek ChernYi with the two stars on my ears on Monday. That nehneh had wanted to pierce ears with me.

:D

And I have 3 new-found loves today!

Ha I told you today was fabbbbbbbbbo!

Amor Numbero Uno:

CUPCAKES!

OH MY GOD IS THIS LIKE, GOD'S MOST IMPORTANT AND AMAZING CREATION AMONG ALL FOODSTUFFS OR SOMETHING?

I mean, they are the pastiche of perfection.

They look good + They taste good = They make you happy.

I AM GOING TO LEARN HOW TO BAKE THEM. SOMEONE TEACH ME QUICK!

Amor Numero Dos:

CHAD MICHEAL MURRAY!

Oh please, someone tell me why I got over my celebrity crush on him when I was some foolish P5.

Why did I only rediscover him after watching One Tree Hill recently?

I mean, LOOK AT THOSE EYES AND THAT LANKY FIGURE.

Would I be asking for too much if I prayed tonight and asked for a BF that looks like him?

Yes?

:D

Amor Numero Tres:

CORY KENNEDY!

God she's gorgeous!

Prettttttttttaaaaaaaay. I want her hair LOL.

She shall tie in first place with the equally prettttttaaaaaaaay Willa Holland on the list of YanPeng's Favourite Models.

Okayyyyyyyy this must be my longest post since I dunno, last year?

So I shall stop talking since my hands are tired from the typing.

:D

*closes window and turns to mirror to happily stare at new earrings*

2007-08-01T05:28:00.000-07:00

LOL this is totally hilarious but apparently, my aunt actually managed to catch me emo-ing at some random playground on her Nokia.

How rare is that?!

I normally just get rid of all negative feelings by indulging myself with loads and loads of food so nobody finds out that I like to sit and rock myself on those kiddy rides painted a bright hue of colours to lift my spirits.

And just to digress a bit-

Can I be the endorser of Hello Panda?

2007-07-27T20:53:00.000-07:00

I miss not being so tired and burnt out and disappointed with all that's going around me.

The future seems a little bit bleak from where I'm standing at now.

It feels like saying goodbye to blue skies and pretty rainbows.

I need to move on and stop holding on to bits and pieces that won't come back.

Accept what's coming with open arms.

That's the pastiche of life.

Shall enjoy myself at NDP rehearsal later :)

2007-07-20T20:26:00.000-07:00

I'm back from OBS!

Surprisingly, I'm still in a whole, fat piece (with a few bruises and bites and aches everywhere though). But all the same, I feel a lot happier than I had been during the pre-OBS days.

I'm guessing the waters of Pulau Ubin derived from Nirvana Haven or something.

It was like, the most amazing experience to spend five whole days at some random island, completely cut off from the world, unknowing if Paris Hilton is still in jail of if Lindsay Lohan got into rehab again.

It was great to not worry about anything except for completing expeditions and pitching tents and cooking meals and sleeping somewhat well in a mosquito-infested site.

It was just the most wonderful thing to be able to ignore everything but pure survival needs for that five days. I was in trouble-free/homework-free/Ek-free heaven, baby!

And I just love, love, lovvvvvvvvve my watch!

TENZING!

Lixin, Eileen, Judith, Lerae, SiewLin, Kelly, Chiou Yih, Candy, Kristie, SweeCheng, Vincent, LianBing, MingJie, KC!

Ha I think I'm crazy in love with this group of crazy, cranky people whom've been through hell and a lot more with me.

We were the ones who encouraged/inspired/supported/laughed/zi-highed with each other when we had to trek for half a day with that God-damn >15kg bag and kayaked through the storm and cooked and pitched tents in the dark.

I will miss each and every one of you like maddddd.

I will miss not being a workout freak with Lixin, our routine nightwalks and our bathing horrors that we laugh about a lot now.

I will miss not waking up in the middle of the night to see Eileen having turned nearly 90 degrees from her original sleeping position and laughing silently about it.

I will miss not seeing Judith in my black pants and the NO ONE WILL STOP ME NOW shirt that ChernYi has.

I will miss not hearing Lerae's retarded laughter and not seeing her with that bright pink hairband.

I will miss SiewLin going around kindly offering everyone her insect repellent.

I will miss Kelly and her superb tent-pitching skills.

I will miss Chiou Yih and our haywire kayaking skills.

I will miss Candy for being Tenzing's domestic superwoman for the last five days.

I will miss Kristie for still being so clean and demure throughout the whole camp even though the rest of us looked like shat. I need to learn from you man!

I will miss SweeCheng and his stupid matching orange towel and orange shirt, occasional blank expression and retarded smile.

I will miss Vincent for being the lamest ass on Earth and his stoning and maybe his all-time hobby of laughing at my height.

I will miss LianBing for his true-blue Scouts antics and him going around asking us if we needed his snake powder.

I will miss MingJie for his shendiao (HAHAHA) and being more of a zi-high than Ying Ying.

I will miss KC and his sunburnt ears and his weird laughter.

LOL Tenzing is a LMAO-ing bunch of monkeys.

Well anyway-

The OBS camp was the best damn thing my eyes have ever met for a longggggg time.

<3

我会好好过

2007-07-15T07:23:00.000-07:00

我不想做梦,

因为美丽的梦想,

跟我完全不搭轧.

以前的我不喜欢听我这样子讲话,

但是现在我已经习惯了.

这是我的生存之道:

我最不需要的就是梦想,

最没兴趣的就是恋爱.

我不会让自己有希望落空的机会.

我知道,

没有期望就不会失望.

而我这样一点也不消极,

因为我并没有那个权利.

我会好好过的.

2007-07-13T06:52:00.000-07:00

I've decided that I shall share more after-CCA crash dinners with Chng Ming Shin and Leow Wei Kai.

Those two really make me laugh, especially Mario Leow because he has the world's most infectious retard grin and he says the most barmy things. FaFa the Fire Extinguisher adds on to it all too.

Example #1:

WeiKai: Eh YanPeng, what was ZhenKai like in choir huh?

YanPeng: *halfway chomping through the goodness of crispy crumbs* Ehh? He raped YuJun a lot, i think. And he always laughs at Qiyuan's height. But he's quite nice lah.

WeiKai: Oh, I also laugh at her what. Anything else?

MingShin: *snorts* I used to rape him.

YanPeng: *confused but desperately trying to remember when MingShin did the raping*

WeiKai: Wah what did you do?

MingShin: *turns and attempts to unbutton WeiKai's uniform with no look of remorse whatsoever on his face*

YanPeng (thinks) : Wahlao i eating leh. And MingShin's expression bears an uncanny resemblance to a professional rapist. What the hell.

YanPeng: *watches silently as the WeiKai struggles against the sinful arms of Chng Ming Shin*

WeiKai: My god you did that to ZhenKai ah?

MingShin: *nods gingerly* Yes.

YanPeng: *LMAO-s* YES YES I REMEMBER NOW! Lawl MingShin used to be really small so he could sneak up to your brother and do that to him.

WeiKai: *amused look* Oh, so MingShin used to unbutton the buttoned buttons on his uniform so that his buttoned buttons will become unbuttoned buttons that were once buttoned?

At that point in time, my deadly deafening laughter combined with the retarded one of WeiKai managed to block out every other thing I was hearing.

MingShin just snorted into his medium Coke, apparently relatively unembarrassed by our outburst.

Shucks I think my life has evolved into such a pathetic cycle I'm very easily amused by ridiculous things.

Oh well, as long as I'm happy, I'm happy.

:D

2007-07-07T20:56:00.001-07:00

I was abnormal this morning.

Minus the fact that i actually went to MacDonald's with severely screwed up hair and a bad sunburnt, making me look like Frankeinstein's-Chinese-Bride-Who-Spent-Too-Much-Time-At-The-Maldives, i threw an amazing fit in front of everyone else who diverted their attention from munching down hashbrowns to staring at me.

Okay so here's what happened to the very retarded version of me:

My darling mother went to queue up to buy breakfast and left me in charge of hunting down seats.

I'm a fillial daughter so i did as told of course.

But ta-dah! There were no seats available. No four-seaters for my entire family anyway.

And the most pathetic thing was that all the four-seaters were basically taken up by two people.

And apparently, those pairs of people were oblivious to the fact that they should take two-seaters because A LOT of other people need the four-seaters.

Either way, they just don't give a damn.

Anyway my whole family ended up getting the food really quickly but there were like, no seats available for all of us.

Well, my very logical dad suggested that we should just split in twos to makan.

I was, however, feeling like a bitch.

I have no idea what came to me but thanks to the geographical locations of all the asshole pairs of people sitting at four-seaters, i stood in the middle of all of them and went-

"Mom, what the hell is wrong with people who take up more seats than they need to? Wahlao shit retards leh."

Then everyone turned to me.

I felt like a deer caught in the headlights.

There was this scary pregnant pause of silence in which all i could hear was some guy crooning over the radio on 987FM.

But anyway, this method totally works!

OH and the effect is immediate.

People started giving up seats/wanting to change to two-seaters under my watchful eye.

Goodness i'm so brave.

:D

2007-06-30T19:18:00.000-07:00

I have no idea what came over me last night.

It was like a tidal wave of emotions combined with an outburst of thoughts that had been kept inside of me forcefully for a long time and then suddenly released and poured out like endless molten.

Quek, i believe we're the only two friends in the world who will emo and break down at the exact same time; and i appreciate that even though it's totally uncool to do so at a MRT station.

ZhiYing, you noticed that two of us were gone and that makes you an irreplaceable bestie.

YuJun, thanks for all that concern, but that made me cry more. And no, i wasn't frightened by the gang fight; i've seen enough of them to just ignore them and laugh.

WeiKai, your spastic joke and spastic grin is really helpful, you favourite junior.

YiFan, Barney hugs are overwhelming and comforting.

ZhiHui, for showing me your plastic/rubber hand that kept me amused.

And i'm grateful for anyone who cared yesterday.

I'm never going to let you guys worry for me again; i'm never going to let anyone worry for me anymore.

I will survive like an Independence Day.

2007-06-22T06:12:00.000-07:00

#1:
Ryan Ross: I got this new deodorant.

Brendon Urie: It actually smells really good. You smell like a girl.

Ryan: *grins* It's a girl's deodorant.

Brendon: Dude, you smell so slutty right now.

Ryan: I said it makes me feel less lonely.

Brendon: No, he said you smell like a slut *points to the guy beside him*.

#2:
YanPeng No. 1: Go do your homework fatass.

YanPeng No. 2: No i wanna slack.

YP 1: Thinking makes you lose weight like how low-fat yogurt does.

YP 2: Low-fat yogurt doesn't make you skinny, sweetheart.

YP 1: Okay thinking makes you lose weight like how aneroxia/bulimia does.

YP 2: *rolls eyes* Come on! If that's the case then why the hell does my principal look like she survived on All-You-Can-Eat buffets for 239583654735789 years?

YP 1: *pauses* Cos she doesn't think?

YP 2: *pauses too* Yeah, probably.

#3:
Qiyuan: Zzzzzzz.

YanPeng: *turns and stares*

Qiyuan: Zzzzzzz.

YanPeng: Zzzzzzz?

Sums it all up :)

2007-06-20T23:29:00.000-07:00

If you are here because of all the free publicity http://epitaxy-.blogspot.com is giving me, i think you're going to be disappointed.

So please refer back to http://epitaxy-.blogspot.com by all means or if you are a Panic! At the Disco groupie, go to this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rpzZuFIoFBw and LMAO.

Ta-dah!

2007-06-19T02:10:00.000-07:00

1. Holiday (hol-le-dae) : extended period of recreation, esp. spent away from home; break from
work of school

2. Vacation (ver-kay-tion) : fixed holiday period

3. Break (beh-rake) : pause in work

*all koup-ed from the Oxford Dictionary when i was reading it while listening to Fall Out Boy

WAHLAO EH CAN SOMEONE PLEASE ASK RV TEACHERS TO READ THIS BECAUSE THEY ARE OBVIOUSLY OBLIVIOUS TO WHAT A SCHOOL HOLIDAY/VACATION/BREAK IS SUPPOSED TO BE.

The amount of school work we have to complete during this June holiday makes me feel that dictionaries are not applicable to me because i'm doing the exact parallel of what a holiday actually is as stated in there.

I mean, the school is depriving us with our already pathetically short break worth about weeks to become a even more pathetic amount with all the homework and projects and stuff we have to do.

Can't they just cut us some slack for a bit?

We studied and mugged and paid attention and went all out to do our bestest for the whole of the past half year so i think that we definitely deserve a break from school and all that stress that builds up to teenage angst.

But no sweetheart, the school just has to take away our holiday with their arms of supposed justice and righteousness that we are supposed to receive the gift of education from.

Considering the fact that teachers are role models we should learn from, are you saying that we students should become people who put work before anything else in the world and become horrid assholes who care not for the welfare of the people who heed us?

There are so many things we want to do that we can't because of the constraints placed on us like locks to a prison gate.

There are so much more things to life than homework and projects and results but we have been moulded to become robots living under this jurisdiction that weighs us down.

This is not the way i want to live because i don't believe that everything in textbooks are useful to us at all.

And maybe if i was brave enough i'll be able to break away from this crap.

But dang, i'm not.

Stop stealing our lives away from us man.

2007-06-12T07:06:00.000-07:00

Hey people i am unleashing my cheapo potential by using the free internet excess in Coffee Bean on my aunt's super chio white laptop.

I'm having fun up hereby the way and i'm gorging like some pig.

Well anyway, i'm going to stay in KL till Saturday cos my dad has like, last minute work to attend to and i'm just tagging along so that i can be cheapo and stay in the nice hotels and makan the breakfast buffet like some pig again.

Hehe.

Okay so if you guys wanna contact me for whatever reasons, wait till Saturday.

:)

2007-06-09T08:31:00.000-07:00

If i stay in the rain long enough, will my procrastination get washed away and will eventually end up somewhere down some canal while i'll be happily doing my homework and drawing up mindmaps for projects?

Nah i don't think so.

Well anyway, i'm going to Malaysia tomorrow (with homework untouched)!

Yeah bayyybeh shopping sprees in KL shall rule YanPeng's kingdom!

And hopefully i'll be able to buy darling Wee's birthday present there. Wee what do you want anyway? I'll buy you an orange hoodie that's alike Kenny's if i can find one. :)

By the way, this is totally cracking me up:

YEAH I KNOW I TOTALLY LOOK LIKE PARIS HILTON THE JAILBIRD!

AND TAKUYA KIMURA?!

HAHA!

*hums the Gatsby ad*

2007-06-02T22:44:00.000-07:00

Relativity is a horrible thing.

I decided on being an advocate for that statement when i woke up today because i find it very unfair that every single thing in this world is subjective and that sucks.

I hate it that how fast time passes is relative, that the amount of luck you have is relative, that the happiness meter is relative, that love is relative.

I seriously think i'm on the verge of PMS-Life-Sucks! overload, but i still feel that there should be an univeral standard about everything.

I want the world to be measured in standard units.

I need it to be like that.

I hate the relativity that goes along with all the emotions i can feel.

I hate it when i'm supposed to be happy but i'm not because i know that i could be happier.

I hate the fact that what one used to have will always be deeply imprinted in her mind; and that her world would then revolve around that standard until something better comes along.

I hate it that i think i'm greedy and difficult to please.

Someone come cheer YanPeng up, please.

2007-05-23T05:23:00.000-07:00

MY GOD I'M JUST INCHES AWAY FROM SUMMER HOLIDAYS SO CAN TIME JUST GO A LITTTTTTLE BIT FASTER COS I'M LIKE, DYING EVERY DAY IN MATH CLASS!

Yeah pretty antagonising huh.

But at least Olibaba is staying! *Jumps around with a 'I LURBEZXZXZ CLARA sign*

And i love to spend time with my extremely loveable 3Junkers whom i erm, love very much, yo.

Today's speech by the vice-principal i like more was completely useless though it did get me in a very bad mood because i think i was on the verge of PMS breakout.

I mean, do we students really use that much amount of water and electricity?

And missy, what's with the use of the example of over-excessive usage of electricity in LT4 on a Sunday when none of us even go back?

Like hello, Sundays are meant for family, not school.

Sunday is also strictly a non-Ek day okay, so absolutely no one will go back to school unless it's compulsory.

Also, haven't anyone realised that the high bills from electricity use is most likely coming from the teachers and non-students/non-cleaning aunties and uncles?

COME ON OPEN YOUR EYES AND SEE WHICH PART OF THE POPULATION OF THE SCHOOL (TEACHERS AND PEOPLE IN THE GENERAL OFFICE) USES MORE AIRCON.

Which is obviously, going to be a hell lot more expensive than fans.

So stop lecturing us and do something about them!

Or yourselves for that matter.

And as for the 'Why the school is limiting our use of toilet paper' question, i thought the vp's answer was relatively lame.

I demand toilet paper because i do NOT want infections down under, thanks.

And Penny; you are missed! Love you!

2007-05-19T22:16:00.000-07:00

Nowadays i keep droning on and on and onnnnn about being a no-lifer living the evil reign of The Ek.

But then after reading about what happened to 炎亚纶, i suddenly feel very blessed.

Blessed for the mere but vital fact that i'm alive.

I guess it's true that the older one grows, the wiser one becomes; Because that it is exactly what i'm going through right now (even though i'm really not that old, sweetheart).

I guess i've just started to learn how to appreciate life and how good it can be despite setbacks.

I mean, sometimes shit just happens.

But i learn that as long as you're still standing on the surface of this earth breathing in the same air as everyone else, you'll still be bounded to endless possibilities and chances.

No matter how much of a bitch life becomes, you'll have to remember that someone out there, or should i say someone up there, will be envying you for being a is instead of a was.

I'm thankful that i'm still living.

God bless.

我会好好的过
你不用再闪躲
感情不再是我唯一的寄托
我会好好的过
什么都可以做
只是偶尔寂寞不知该向谁说

2007-05-16T03:36:00.000-07:00

Aw man a lot of things just come crashing into my life unwelcome and unprepared.

I don't want Penny to leave.

I don't want Olivia to leave too.

I'm wishing for the sec 4 seniors to not leave choir cos i love them too much.

I'm still quipped with sympathy when i see my friends in despair all the time for various reasons because they don't deserve all of that bull.

*sighs*

I need my milo ice blended.

2007-05-11T18:14:00.000-07:00

I looked at my calendar and realised that my schedule for the My-God-Just-Days-More-To-Midterms-Wheee! and Hallelujah!-Bye-Exams are about the same.

MAN WHY AM I ALWAYS SO BUSY?

I need time for myself.

2007-04-30T23:04:00.000-07:00

Dear Jesus please smack the respective teachers who set the English and History papers yesterday.

They completely brought my exam morale to an all-time low that i would have broke down if not for the fact that i've learnt to grow stronger and to be more determined from all the exam devestation this year.

But i'm still gonna work hard for rest of the tests coming up anyway.

Doesn't matter how i screwed two of my better subjects on the first day of midyears.

Heh my heart is pumping optimism into my veins and my happy anitbodies are killing all the emo bacteria infecting me everywhere.

Phantom of the Opera

2007-04-27T03:18:00.000-07:00

OH MY GOSH!!!

Man i just had, had, had to use three exclaimation marks because i received a phone call from my aunt saying that she booked tickets to -

PHANTOM OF THE OPERA!

And it's freaking expensive at $147 per ticket okay.

My God, how much money do all these singers earn each night?

And can you imagine?

My virgin experience of watching a musical is going to be so wonderfully spent on the one musical i was dyyyying to watch since like, forever.

And i'm going to watch it on the night right after the exams.

Eat your heart out, Qiyuan!

2007-04-24T08:05:00.000-07:00

10 Random Facts About YanPeng You Probably Don't Know About

1. Her name is really YanPeng, not YanYan.

2. She believes that magic comes in the form a cute lil' bottle of Lucidol L.

3. She is really a procrastinating geek at heart.

4. Her favourite festive celebration alternates between Christmas and Chinese New Year.

5. She was naive enough to believe in the existence of tooth fairies when she was nine.

6. She makes the world's best kindergarten teacher because kids love her to bits for being able to sing the Japanese theme song of Crayon Shin-Chan.

7. She can sing while running for a maximum of 1km.

8. She feels that the sexiest piece of clothing a guy can own is a basketball jersey.

9. She really IS gossipy.

10. She is the most dangerous when you come between her and sleep.

2007-04-20T05:20:00.000-07:00

RIVER VALLEY CHORALE : GOLD WITH HONOURS

Haha okay i know i'm talking about this very, very late because everyone knows that we got the wonderful GWH we've been working so hard for.

Let me just tell you that i cried when i heard the good news being announced.

As in, my tears just came splurting out with no warning or mental preparation at all and i felt like an instant human tap that sneezed.

Then, it was all cheering, laughing, screaming, hugging and happiness.

Hard work pays off.

2007-04-13T20:26:00.000-07:00

Today's choir practice was totally awesome.

And i think our current standard as improved by leaps and bounds and jumps and stretches and whatever as compared to last year.

So anyway-

GO RV CHORALE!

IT'S OUR TIME TO KICK SOME MAJOR ASS ON 17/4 SYF!

I love this choir man.

2007-04-07T17:21:00.000-07:00

Yeah i know my blog is like VERY empty right now, so i shall brighten it up with my non-emo and happy posts!

Okay that sounded seriously gay.

Well anyway, i went out with Fran, Eileen and YueTing on Good Friday, which i had supposedly wanted to sleep away because i lack like 845824956 hours of Zzzs and there's not a day which i don't spend on getting obsessed over my eyebags.

But considering that i'm the president of the 'I WANNA GET A LIFE' club, i was willing to sacrifice sleep to hit the roads of Orchard and to kick some asses while playing Guitar Hero at Fran' house.

And i'm mighty glad i did, cos Good Friday was the most fun i had with my friends since my birthday, which was months ago.

The weird thing is, we had the most fun and laughter at Long John Silver's and the neoprints shop at Far East, despite the fact that we could have had fun conquering the whole of Orchard Road.

The main point is, at LJS, Eileen did the most embarrassing thing i think she had ever done in her entire life.

The embarrassing thing?

She did an unintended Miss Swan act.

The key word is UNINTENDED.

Well basically, we went to the counter to go order a Combo 1.

Everything was perfectly normal and completely boring until this-

Counter Girl: So would you like a medium iced tea or a coke?

Sounds perfectly normal to you?

It did to me too, but apparently Eileen could understand nor catch what the CG said and replied-

Eileen: Yeah.

That led to a pregnant pause in which i stared at Eileen, whom was staring at the CG, whom was staring at me.

I mean, the answer to 'Would you like a medium iced tea or a coke?' is DEFINITELY not 'Yeah.'

IT DOES NOT MAKE SENSE!

Unless there was a drink called Yeah.

But it went on anyway.

CG: So would you like a medium iced tea or a coke?

Eileen: Iced.

CG: So would you like a medium iced tea or a coke?

Eileen: Erm, medium.

At this point, i was laughing so hard that i almost banged on the wall next to me just to hide my face.

I sincerely wanted to tell Eileen then whatever she was answering made zero sense and i wanted to answer the CG for her but apparently, my mouth can only do one thing at a time and at that moment, it was too busy LMAO-ing.

Eileen did not understand what was going on but she started laughing too and the CG looked completely confused.

If you want to know, we managed to complete the order we wanted to make and ended up with the medium iced tea instead of the coke or of a Yeah.

Fran and YueTing also wasted no time at all to tell us that every single pair of eyes in LJS had darted towards our direction when we burst out laughing.

Well heck! I had fun laughing at something so impromptu and ridiculous!

Oh yeah, Eileen and i continued to do something even more embarrassing in front of two cute guys beside us and i shall keep that part to myself because it's quite difficult to describe.

LOL!

2007-04-01T03:39:00.000-07:00

Today i saw this pair of twins in their 80s and they had identical white hair and were walking side by side.

I thought it was extremely sweet.

I mean, how many of us are going to be fortunate enough to have a loved one by our sides till the very last day of our lives?

Rawr my heart is gradually taking over my head and i'm speaking in emotions.

What is happening to me?

Am i suffering from an overdose of the wrong hormones?

Why do i ponder so much over meticulous and unpredictable affairs?

I think i'm suffering from PMS man.

Hello

2007-03-31T06:15:00.001-07:00

C'MON ASK ME WHY I MADE A NEW BLOG FOR THE SAKE OF CHANGING THE OLD URL!

*Oh basically it's because the old blog url was really weird and corny and it doesn't make any sense to me now so i just HAD to change it because i get the perfectionist hype sometimes.

And yes, i'm a self-admitted Bohemian because i really don't mind being the kind of person trotting around the globe and sitting at all kinds of indie coffeeshops to drink latte and to write a book or something.

I like that kind of free-spirited life. Which explains why i hate recurring schedules.*

Yay i love my new blog!