I just realised how funny and cheesy I sounded in my previous post.
Don't mind me, I'm a confused and hormonal teenager remember?
It was probably the confusion talking (about confucius.LOL. sorry couldn't help it) in that post.
Tee hee.

time and again when the need arises, i find solace and comfort in my own thoughts.
I'm my own personal phychiatrist, enemy, motivational speaker, downfall and windfall.

Sometimes I confide in my little brother. Though he's only 9. He understands, or maybe he simply pretends to.
Whether or not, he listens, well. Maybe it's because he's still so young. Simple.

One year older, one year wiser? One year more worries, troubles. And your brain gets one year more complex.
wonder how wise would one be then?

tomorrow's my birthday. I share the same one as my brother, much to the surprise and admiration of many people.
Though I don't really get why. I mean it's all good, celebrating it together. But really after a while, birthdays really lose their meaning to me. Cakes, presents, wishes? The next day it's just going to feel the same as it did when you were a year younger.
To me it's just another day, time passing, though It sounds quite cliche, unfortunately.

It's not as if you're gonna suddenly wake up tomorrow and feel like a completely different person. It's just you and reality again.




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Sometimes i ask myself what's everyone living for?
Is it really a blessing to be brought to this earth? To go through all the perils and confusion of the world today? A baby, newly introduced to this place, it may seem like a joy to the parents, but they probably don't know what they've landed their precious one into. It's called Earth. Unfortunately, not the best place to be at times like these.

I'm agnostic. It doesn't mean I don't believe in God, but I just am uncertain and have pletiful doubts about it.
Even if there is one, I sometimes think that we're just living in one of his/her experiments.

I don't understand religion. Emotional pillar? Moral standards? Higher being? Life after death? Heaven and hell?

It's just a whole bunch of jargon that gives the illusion of a purpose of religion.
If people keep talking about believing in god and going to heaven if you do when you pass away, then why not just pray, die straight away and go straight to heaven? Wouldn't that save you a lot of trouble rather that going the whole loop of living your life on Earth?
I might come across quite shallow, but I'm just curious.

Why is religion such a previliged thing, such that you'd be better off insulting a person upfront and completely hurting and demoralizing him, rather than even uttering a word about his god? (whom, i may add, may not even exist, or, being and good and forgiving, may have even forgiven you already? Or simply brushed the comment aside as just another petty and cynical remark?)
Religion, like politics, opens the world a whole new spectrum of problems, questions which just doesn't help living an easier task.

"The legitimate powers of government extend to such acts only as are injurious to others. But it does me no injury for my neighbor to say there are twenty gods or no God."
-Thomas Jefferson

Condemn those who do not share the same belief as you? What if they're born into the religion? What if they live their whole lives not even knowing that religion exists?
What about those who know full well about religion and it's 'truth' and yet reject it?
Simply put, I don't agree that one should be judged by his or her beliefs, or lack thereof. But rather of their actions and intentions. Just, simply, the innate nature of the person.

I'm sure devout or even mild Xtians would defitinely have a bible full of arguments against what i've said.
But well, this is just the tip of the iceberg.

"Two hands working can do more than a thousand clasped in prayer."
-- unknown




So bizzare, the thoughts that can flow my head when I'm not noticing.

I hope no one comes here too often, thinking that I've abandoned this place.

alamak. I sounded like a suicidal/confused teenager in my last post. Last thing I want to be.
but whatever,
I should have been feeling like that today after I collected back my papers, half of them anyway, the massacre's not over just yet.
But I think I took it quite well anyway. I went in with no expectations, so I didn't have any disappointment.

It's a pretty simple strategy to overcome the oh-shit-i'm -getting-back-exam-results-anxiety syndrome.
The symptoms easy to recognise because it's damn nerve wrecking-continuous, whirrrrling, stirrring, gurrgling of the digestive juices in the stomach. You can puke if the need arises.

Well at least I finally found a way to curb the annoying problem.

People in class sometimes tell me that our class is a really competitive and what nots. But I'm not really feeling the heat or whatever they claim it is. The only people who really feel it are those who keep comparing their marks.
Sure, a little friendly competition won't hurt, but keep doing it and you'll start judging yourself by others' standards, which is pointless, actually.

Arguing that comparison keeps people striving for perfection is true, but once you realise that you're not up to par or better than your subject of comparison(your friends lah), you start getting jealous, upset or even depressed.
It might not seem apparent at first, but one way or another, once the cycle starts, it keeps going and going unless you get your head back on properly and start focusing on just your OWN marks. Who cares if the girl next to you gets straight As all the time? Like it's your problem,though it's not a problem exactly.
Nonetheless, if you improved from a D to a B, not that I'm comparing but, that just makes you as good as all the straight A asses all around.
Comparison adds so much unnecessary pressure on people, so much so that we're unable to work at our own comfortable pace because we keep urging ourselves to go faster and faster so we'll be able to catch up with _______(fill in the blank).

Furthermore, isn't bloody annoying when people come up to you and pester you for your marks and start rejoicing and making so much noise like it's Chinese New year when they find out they've done better than you?
Feel free to slap these insensitive farts if need be.
At the end of the day, I'd just like to say that success comes to those who focus on their outcome rather than those paranoid and irritatin' people who spend their time stretching their necks over to people's papers just to satisfy their insecurities.

Well, that's it for my personal counselling session today.

Now, I just need to figure out how to receive the science papers on Mon without having to resort to living in denial.

Cheers! =)

sometimes I feel like I don't make sense.
Like now.

I mean, like my previous post.
My mind is quite messed up sometimes.

sorry if the song is too melodramatic. well i like it.
String quartet covers of modern music simply rock.
The weird thing is they call themselves 'Vitamin String Quartet' .
I know, what the?
Reminiscence of Vitamin C? The last thing they'd do is to cover 'Friends Forever'. I'd kill them.


Religious or racial harmony, I've learnt, is simply just a facade.
Sensitive issue? It's the truth my dear, so accept it. I haven't, but the world is far from perfect because human beings make up majority of it.

Sometimes I wish I was a cat, or something else rather than a bleddy homosapien.
Intelligence destroys.

hooha. moi is back.

after the longest-i think-hiatus of this blog's life. hah. don't worry, there'll be more in the future, i'm sure.

Meanwhile, i've been anticipating my eoyresults. Only one word would describe them...horrendous.
I mean, i'm so prepared to fail a gazillion and one subjects already.

But what's done is done yknow.
I might have spilt the milk already, but we still got another carton in the fridge.
I daydream about receiving my failure papers when I've got nothin to do, it's
I'm just so prepared I think I'll hardly be in shock when I get those dreaded papers.

Well i'm just glad that this aint O lvls. Just means I still got time.
Man, i'm not gonna drop any subjects.

Meanwhile during this longweekend, I watched Lakehouse on HBO twice. I liked the OST by Keane so much, I went to youtube and tubed for Somewhere Only We Know.love that song.
Then I got into my coldplay/thefray/keane phase and started tubing for them all, acoustics and what nots. They're comfort songs.

That's about it during my loserish weekend.but hey, i enjoyed myself.

ERrr. I don't like starting posts cos usually i need to think of something cool to say. which i am totally not. which is why i have to think.haha haha *snorts* haha. i am like totally cool haha *snortsnort* hahaha.

How's this for a totally k-e-w-l starting,
hey..im chua, nicki chua.
how? cool right? haharhar.

oka, nuff bull from me.

I am not in the mood for pictures, going to school, or anywhere that requires me to show my face. nobody is to come near me and is to strictly stay away from me and only allowed within a 10km radius of me, unless you're visually impaired or the sum of the degrees of both your eyes equate to >1000drgees, then fine, you can come as close as ya want.

No i don't have sars,dengue, chicken pox or anything you'd die from.
Let's just say for now, that i resemble the godess of mercy and leave it at that shall we?
IF you still don't SEE THE PICTURE. i suggest you proceed to the nearest temple and search for the GOM.
If you can't be bothered, google guanyin or stuff liddat. Better yet, ask your mother/auntie/grandma/grandauntie to describe how she looks like.

With all that visualizing, I hope you still won't be able to figure out what i mean.

tata@_@

I am just bloody depriving myself of a social life.
OH wait. LIke I ever had one.

I got nothing to talk about seriously. Besides anything academic and the fact that I watched Die Hard at 1 am in the morn and Harry didn't live up to all the hype. Do yourself good and just read the book. Don't watch it with little ones lest you want em to start tellin you "I needa pee" 10minutes into the show.
No I'm not talking bout my bro. He was surprsingly engrossed with the movie. Unfortunately, same couldn't be said for his fellow counterparts scattered round the theatre

Uninterstingly mechanical sums up life nowadays. The

a few decades and a millenium later,

hi i'm nicki and i'm back.
unlike my previous posts, this time i am no way as hell gonna say that i am sorry that i left you to die while i lived my own life.
i'm tired of always being reminded off ll the abrupt endings i left behind. I have too much on my hands now to make a commitment. i won't make another empty hollow promise ever again....it's not you, it's me.
Yeah, i used to really adore you, i did. But now you're becoming quite a burden. i'm sorry my dear.............................blog.

HEH!! I sure hope i misled ya on that.

So right now it's 5am in the morn, i've just finished my physics report and sent to my friend. I was absent today,er yesterday, i mean. Planning to absent myself today again, since i havent slept since the last 24hours. Anyway my MC says "good for 2 days". So i got nothing to be guilty bout. I AM still pretty,quite,slighty,hardly sick.eheh..

now i'm just quite happy that i am temporarily salvaged from the merciless ratrace.

how do you change this template thing. this whole fancy pretty ''ubercool'' oh-my-gawd-i-lurvve-your-blogskin thing is a bit nuts. And it's starting to look so pretentious. not to mention messy.

sorry sorry.
I'm now ressurecting this pathetic blog okay. so stop complaining you idiots.

I'll update bout Japan when I've more time.

Right now I will devote some time some time to rant about how bleedy strict sch has been, or rather how much MH has spoiled us.

Every morning, we start with Devotions. Some teacher will quote some verse from e bible and elaborate, explain and give some evidence.
Imagine Mr Syed's speech EVERYDAY, on the bright side, they don't speak in a monotonous and beat around the bush way.
They just tell it to your face as it is.

Then we sing the national anthem, (which they have specially adjusted to be an octave higher) where throughout the whole song, the loudest voice you hear is the head prefect saying "School, Please sing louder."

On the first day when they could't play the song, we had to sing w/o music, and honestly it was the creepiest rendition of the national anthem I had ever heard.

Socks pulled up and logos visible.
Detention if homework incomplete.
CWO after school for latecoming.
(I don't know what it means, don't wanna know)
A whole list more. The teachers tell you everyday.
Plus they have pretty annoying prefects to enforce it.1

Anyway, Anne is supposed to be in my class 3/6 which supposedly houses all smartassed straight A's and guai kias.
To further prove the point, half the class are prefects.
But clever sneaky stupid Anne isn't back from Indo yet! Well she's coming back tomorrow anyway.

But she managed to skip the horrendously boring, lame and pointless Sec one orientation which I had to go for, along with the other new sec 2 and 3 students. The only thing i really throughly enjoyed during the whole camp was the food, which I cannot deny, was pretty good.
Thankfully I didn't have to stay over.

I'm glad the whole thing is over now. But hey, next week's sec 3 camp at Sarimbum man.
Sheesh. I know that place like my own toilet already.
Hopefully I'll make more friends there. The people seem friendly but are not that open to us noobies yet.

Catch the next episode, next weekend! I won't be updating everyday from now onwards, I'll be so bloody busy, you'll be lucky enough seeing a new sentence posted here every week.

CIAO people!

IN EXACTLY 50 HOURS AND 55 MINUTES FROM NOW,

I'll be among the clouds in a Japan Airlines eating sashimi on my way to..Tokyo BABY!!!!

Bubbye awfully humid humidly awful singapore!!

Konichiwa Sushi sashimi shinkansen(bullet train) and fuji-san!

The best part is.......................................................................................

Disneyland Tokyo!!

Sorry, let's try that again.

I said

Tokyo Disneyland!

i know,this pic kinda sucks. couldn find a more magical one lah.

The last time i remember Disneyland was when I was 6, i think, running around in a snow white costume feeling absolutely princessy, but that's all that i remembered damnit!

YAY!

Sayonara amigos!!

Campteen was so last week.
But anyway I'll just quickly run through the whole thing pronto.

Erm, Race against time..this year Nature Ramble was cancelled...
to much disappointment and protest..
The closest we got to bein dirty was King of the Hill, which we didn't give a shit bout completing. We got mud masks though.
Blahblahblah...

for Amazing race we came back second..............................................
last. On the way back in the bus, we shared lame jokes with the other group and bobby told ghost stories. The gals toilet seemed to be a frequent nightspot for the spookies.
The posessed girl story was tingly...

Campfire was just warm..
with the exception of the 'Dancing Queen' thing. My lovely group pushed me out...but thankfully we were all blindfolded while we danced. Otherwise I wouldn't have danced the way i did. Thank god i wasn't the winner, I told anyone who asked that i was posessed.period.

Disco after the campfire was pretty fun.
We saw Lee Pei(mad scientist loll) shakin her thang. hahhahahhaha.
You had to be there to see how she was shakin LOL! She even did this disco point thing..like point to the sky and pose! She was even doin it on the way back to the campsite...hahahaha. It was a sight.

Movie under the stars was...Madacasgar..kinda disappointingly.
but neh-mind!.i went to the canteen to play the Milo game with the last of the monkshillians...
Especially the name the bra brand, make-up brand..im surprised that some guys were kinda stumped. I thought they woulda aced it. hee.

I had a helluva time tryna persuade girls to let me tell them the story bout the girl's toilet before they went to shower.hahaha.
Then I remembered I woke up 5.30 on the first day and went to the toilet myself, even though it was 2 days ago, it was freaky to know i actually did it.

All in all, campteen was pretty lukewarm this year(for me), but at least this time i collected a jar full of lame jokes.
Can't wait to spread the joy!

camputeen 06 babeh.
Woo lala!

honestly seriously frankly, last year's was way funner and retardeder and enthusiastic-er. But let's not compare n contrast shall we?

ARGhh, sorry I couldn't resist.

Last year, I was a escapee from Woodbridge.
Group Crazy. Siao ARH!(btw, this year Insane 'coincidentally' had the same slogan-siao arh)

This year, we celebrate free love and world peace.
Group Hippie Hippos.

Last year, all the groups cheered like their life depended on it.

This year, most groups didn't really care whether they died or not.

Okay fine maybe only those juicy jaguars who were extremely enthusiastic cheering bout watermelons, bananas, cherries and rambutans. (Do the cheer with actions for full effect)
Don't look at me, ask those juicy people.
ahem,go figure.

Well this year I came to campteen having high expectations of a fun-filled hyperventilating-10-year-old-lil-kids-running and-screaming-around-the-place kinda fun..Don't get me wrong..it was still fun, but some ppl still weren't shameless enough to let go of their inhibitions and revisit their inner 10year old, and therefore, there wasn't enough lameness and enthusiasm to hype up the place.

BUT complains aside. We da hippies y'all.
Our flag was like so copyright infringement. Lee Pei (mad scientist aka the girl who kept making the head count ppl count more guys and less girls) drew a purple hippo makin this peace sign.
Yao Dong (our instructor) asked us to draw a diaper, almost wanted to write 'I love mom' on it. hahaha.

The flag came in real handy during the Amazing race,cos we'd pass by the Hippo tour bus at least 2wice at each location, so we'd wave the flag at the buses. Walau free adverts okay?
We should have used the Hippo Bus slogan: Be Hip, Go topless.
Hahahaha, I like.

to be continued.....

I finished For One More Day by Mitch Albom.
If you're looking for something thrilling, engaging, suspense, intense,
this is sooooooooo the book
you should throw away.

But if you're in the mood for tears, nostalgy, lifesuckiness, cliched second chances, go on and pick up the book back from the trash.
If you're a momma's boy, even more reason to!
I'm not saying it belongs to the trash though.
After all, it did cost $32.45.

It's bout this guy who's lost his purpose in life-bankrupt, divorced..
and decides one day to end it.
Unfortunately i think he goes into temporary subconciousness and experiences NDE(near-death experience).
As he supposedly regains conciousness, he sees his mom standing in front of him. By the way, she'd passed away 10 yrs back.

Spends one more day with his mom, and recounting he memories with her. He realises how much he missed her, how he always let her down.
He even made a list of "Times My Mom Stood Up For Me"
and
"Times I Did Not Stand Up For My Mom"
and not being there when she died topped the list.

His mom shows him how much she went through after his dad left her.
He quietly realises how he had let her down.
She saves him from nothingness.purposelessness.
He realises his foolishness and decides to live wiser.
he cherished.

"What causes an echo?"

The persistence of sound after the source has stopped.

"When can you hear an echo?"

When it's quiet and other sounds are absorbed.

Like how something stays it your heart even though its gone, it hasn't died.When it's silent, that's when you start thinking about it.

Never regret what you never got to do.
Or what you had done for that matter.

p/s The whole story was a true account from Charles Benetto, a former world series baseball player. He wasnt trying to convince people about his experience, but merely to share it. With hope that you realise some things too.

I'm having a hangover. seriously.

1.the disagreeable physical after effects of drunkenness, such as a headache or stomach disorder, usually felt several hours after cessation of drinking.

2.something remaining behind from a former period or state of affairs.

3.any aftermath of or lingering effect from a distressing experience

okaay, i certainly do not have any 'disagreeable physical after effects' and it certainly wasnt a distressing experience.

I was however, heavily alcohol-induced.
haha. I was at a family gathering at my aunt's hse, and evryone was there as usual, being the only one of my age(youngest cuz is 18.man)
I decided to sit there listening to adultspeak.

Listening to a bunch of grown ups talking aint that bad, considering that Uncle Vincent tells really funny and a teeny bit RA stories.
He used to be a head steward at SIA, but it's hard to imagine, since now he's pot-bellied and damn chee ko peh(actually he's always been chee ko peh)

Most of them were drinking and I have tried some before and it wasnt too bad, so I shared some wit my mom.
Before I knew it, I had my own glass.
My uncle was like, Warh! Underage drinking!
Then uncle Vincent went to tease my cuz who's legally allowed to drink(the 18 one), tellin him that I could drink better than him.
Then he poured him a cup asking him to challenge me?
I knew I was in deep shit.

But it was funny i gotta admit, my cousin drank once sip then ate a mouthful of bee hoon. Haha. I'm not mocking him, but my uncle was.

We had 4/5 rounds. I mean of course the bottles were passed around to everyone. okay I wasn't drunk, I could still walk straight, but I saw my face in the mirror and i was flushed bloody red. literally bloody red.

My face was just tinged but my lips looked like I'd just drank blood.
Hahaha. I didn't havta put on any make up, my face looked like it was caked with makeup.
My cousin looked the same and it was funny as hell!

Thank gawd I didn't puke when I got home.
I did, however, have the best sleep of my life.

Ohmygawd. Wine is meant to be enjoyed. Enjoy it, don't be pressured to drink 5/6 glasses just coz some uncle asked you to challenge your 18 year old cousin.

oh dear.
I'm losing my motivation to blog and it's all you ppl's fault.
I realise that at least 20+ ppl come to my blog everyday but never bother to tag. I need the encouragement, the drive, the apprieciation, lol, okay maybe i just needed an ego boost.

But I mean, if you see ppl tagging you, it shows that they actually bothered to read the whole entry and were interested enough to give a shit and comment on something.

Even if it says,

" SH*T you. egoistic *****, your posts are so narcissistic.Get a life! "

Sorry, that was just some narcissist pretending to be moi.
p/s. nah I'm just kiddin yknow. I'm not gonna sue you if you don't tag, but if you do, I'd appreciate nothing vulgar or senseless.
If you do have to proclaim your hate for me, go on and set up a hate site for me.
However if you are one of those who don't have complete grasp of their mental state and still persist in leaving insults/vulgars, I will merely delete your tags and you'll just be a sad soul obliterated from my tagboard existence.

Oh yeah, i missed big mama's bday party man. Sadly sadly sadly.
I bailed out last minute, yet again.
I so wanted to go, so I could shake my ass and prove to him that mah milkshake is betta than his.

Tomorrow, me will be going to BHS for food-tasting.
Don gimme that completely puzzled wadahell look, but yeah, anyway, will be going there to like taste-test the canteen food.
I don't know what's the point anyway, it's not as if they're really gonna change the food if we go, ewww, vegetables. (not that I have anything against veggies)
But even if we comment, they'll probably just go

" Aiyah. it's healthy okay. just eat, eat, hurry up. We want to serve the deep-fried potato wedges already."

Personally, I'm not a fan of canteen food. Cept maybe just the spaghetti Wednesdays.

I remembered how i ate Chee chong fun during primary school for 1 whole year, or was it 2? Anyway, food was the last thing on my mind during those days, the faster i finished, the more time i got to play catching.

Nowadays, we care more about how much time we can waste eating, so that we won't needa go to class so early.

I don't wanna go tomorrow! I'll get fat!
Lol, nah, it's just that I'm too young to die from food poisoning.

Oh what the hell. If Salihin can eat macs everyday and still convince himself that fries are fibre, I guess I could just hypnotise myself thinking that by eating, I can lose weight.

Ok see ya'll.
I'm gonna burn some calories tmr!

Ahaha. I'm so bored and so very lazy to do a post..but aneywayy.

Bloody hell i don't wanna talk about today.

Oh yar.
I watched like 2 movies in one day.
Deathnote with ange and friends and The Prestige with family.

Deathnote was not too bad, predictable, but nice.
Considerin that I refuse to read manga or watch anime(I hate the hype), it was pretty good.hm..I wouldn't mind lettin ange drag me to the second one.
3.5mins of applause/5

Prestige was prestigious man!!
It was a great show, and Hugh Jackman is hawt but I don't like Scarlett in that movie. The plot was clever, but if you go back to the basic basic storyline of these 2 guys tryna take revenge on each other by persistently goin to each other's shows to sabo each other's acts and dressed in the most obvious moustache disguises, it's kinda childish and senseless. I was half laughing at some parts.

I was so in the mood to watch Mindfreak when I got home.

fourfrickin minutes of standing ovation/5
watch it!watch it!

Oh so sad, tomorrows gonna be de last official day of sch in mhss..
Even as I write this, tears are like streaming down my face...
okay maybe not really and I doubt I'd even get emotional tomorrow.

I'll be comin back to school hell loads more anyway, so what's there to weep about?

Still considerin whether to go to Charlie's strip party this wkend..hm..
haha well it's not literally a strip party, but Charlie's hostin it, so it might as well be-complete with the hired strippers! hahaha..
How bout Eve's chalet? Considering also.. but I'd change my mind if she'd waiver the $10 bux for the BBQ.heh.

I dunno man, go chalet, talk cock sing song, it's not very productive.
Then again, when have we ever been?

Go strip club, seeing charlie shakin his thang, kinda horny and sick.
Then again, when has he never been?

Who's your daddy?
Papaphobia- Fear of the Pope.

Follicularly fearful.
Peladophobia- Fear of bald people.

Single and would rather stay that way.....for the rest of their lives.
Philophobia- Fear of falling in love or being in love.

He who socializes with fugly people
Venustraphobia- Fear of beautiful women.

Stays away during Oktoberfest and is allergic to Nazis.
Teutophobia- Fear of German or German things.

Um.amputation is an option.
Levophobia- Fear of things to the left side of the body.

Hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia- Fear of long words.
Stupidly ironic.

Moron.
Chrometophobia or Chrematophobia- Fear of money.

Ze Alpha-male
Cherophobia- Fear of gaiety.
tralalalala...!

HAHA.don be a hobo.
Hobophobia- Fear of bums or beggars.

Possibly the most ridiculous of all. WTF.
Arachibutyrophobia- Fear of peanut butter sticking to the roof of the mouth.

Full list of phobias @ www.phobialist.com
Laugh yourself silly!

I'D RATHER GO BACK TO SCHOOL

Do you have any idea how tormenting it is to be stuck at home for four fugly days?

I feel like a slob. Staying at home spending half my time sleeping or slugging away searching for food.

I think the most exciting thing that happened was brushing my teeth.

Oh! oh yeah, I went to Aunty Linda's place yesterday
to visit uncle roland. He kinda had something like a stroke, but not an actual stroke, the other day and that isn't a very pleasant thing. not pleasant at all. nono not at all.

haha.that sounded so goofy.

but anyways, we went there during dinner time, when we hadn't had dinner yet. I was dying for food and ready to pounce on the table of food on their table already, but we weren gonna eat there.
So i took my mind off by watchin the Chinese drama on TV.

Thank god a few minutes later we already into a juicy convo. Turns out my cousin's getting hitched this december 23. What a date to get married, days before X'mas. But they've only started datin for 3mths? Round there.
No, they're not that desperately in lurrve.
Accordin to my aunt, they were classmates and terence(my cuz) told her that if he was still unmarried now, he'd marry her.

Haha, cheesy i know. But man, that's pretty sweet you gotta admit.

So here they are now, engaged.
But come to think of it now, I think he was planning for the future, like a " just in case i'm still single emergency thing." Wah like a reserve. hahaha..

Terence was talking to me and he said
"Whoa. You've grown up alot. Voice changed so much."

" ....,(in a wtf-ed tone) you mean my voice sounds much lower izit?"

"Since the last time I heard, it's changed."

I dunno what to say. I'm not a guy, dude. If you want to make it a point that i've grown up,don't have to use my voice as an example. I'm not flattered..
Haha, but I forgot to mention, his wife-to-be looks really pretty and sweet, no wonder he chose her as a 'reserve'

So that's it. I secretly miss being a flower girl like when I was 7. SHHSH. Don't tell!
muahaharrh.

Tata!

They say laughter is the best medicine, sure, but laughter needs to come from a source, otherwise, laughing for no reason would be considered an illness then eh?

So the only obvious source of laughter online would obviously be,sorry to say, youtube.
I stumbled across these two guys who hail from China but are anything but cheena-ish.
Can't copy the embedded here, so here's e link.
Is that gay or is that gay?

LOL! The song is already funny enough, and they had ta rub it in.
But it's hilarious and good entertainment.
Heck even Jessica Simpson linked them on her official webbie, so i officially got nothing to say.
It's a difficult skill, to master the art of lip-synching the entire song and look like you really are singin it and feeeelin it.haha..

They're called the Backdorm boys as a, uh, 'tribute' to the Backstreet bums, cus that was e first song they sync-ed.

Hahaha..the funniest thing is that while these two are synching themselves away to youtube stardom, almost evrytime, there's this guy in the background on his computer, completely oblivious to it all.
Watch their don't lie vid too..
Everytime i hear public affair, i really can't supress my laughter. Don't ask me why.

Maybe it's cos of the video where Ryan Seacrest stars as the chaffeur and says : " I wanna be so famous that my hair stylist gets his on show on bravo(somthin like that)! "

Or maybe because of the twinkly twinkly starting of the song.
Or maybe because after this song, Paris finally has some competition.

I dunno man. But if you wanna make me laugh, just play it.