As I sat with the smoke rings disappearing into the air above me, I quietly tried to think about our future.
It didn’t go too smoothly.

As I sat with the smoke rings disappearing into the air above me, I quietly tried to think about our future.
It didn’t go too smoothly.

And so today’s speaking test marked the end of the tiny bit of studying I did for IELTS! Don’t think it was too bad – at least I managed to keep from swearing! But then again, I gave some pretty bimbotic answers and the examiner was somewhat amused by me (and my lacking in the intellectual department). OH NO! *sniffs*
Examiner: Where do you usually go to read up on the news?
Me: I’m quite apathetic so I don’t really read the papers cuz I don’t give a… erh… I don’t really care. But when I have time I’ll go onto the Straits Times Interactive website or AsiaOne to read a little.
Examiner: Here’s your topic – talk about a famous person you’d like to meet.
Me: Oh I’d like to meet Lucia Rijker… (blah blah) I think it’s really amazing how she can look so feminine with her hair let down and yet look really menacing and all that when she’s in the ring! *grins excitedly and hand spasms*
Examiner: So do you think famous people are able to keep their lives private?
Me: No, actually, I don’t think so. They’ll definitely be hounded by the paparazzi! But then again, maybe there ARE ways to keep their lives private… it’s just that I don’t know of any yet! Hur hur. *sheepish look*
I am fervently hoping that she doesn’t take my air-headedness into account when grading me. Urgh!

I just watched the Paul vs KayKay Boxing challenge on clicknetwork and am quite very irritated with KayKay! I used to think she’s like, damn hot and funny and all that but she just annoyed me to no end with her constant whining in the challenge. Oh and that’s not to mention her lack of sportsmanship (a trait which was apparent in several other challenges but which didn’t really irk me that much till today).
“I’m not wearing the headgear. I just set my hair.” – WTF!?
“Eh you’re not supposed to hit me!” – Hello he was supposed to fight you with one hand not CANNOT HIT YOU. And as though you’re so weak you’ll get injured by a light tap of his. WIMP.
“Don’t hit my face I’ll kill you.” – Absolutely speechless please! Like as though her face will get injured by a tap of the gloves or something.
This is why I absolutely cannot stand girly girls. Eew.

Sorry for neglecting the blog! I’ve been busy caught in my “cute boy lala-land” (according to Kyle) while chionging my Japanese dramas and slugging my ass off on the bed. Well, that’s besides attempting to study for the IELTS which I took today! Pretty okay, I have to say. Anyway, if you haven’t already watched Gokusen, YOU TOTALLY HAVE TO WATCH IT. I’ve been watching an entire season (okay, not alot lah – 10 – 12 episodes per season) a day and ending up with a fucking headache by nightfall due to staring at the computer screen for hours on end!
Today was a “Devoted to Studies” day. More or less, that is. Besides IELTS early in the morning – I had to wake up at freaking 6.30am okay! What an ungodly hour I haven’t woken up at sucha time in AGES! Well, then I headed to Stansfield to check out the external law course before meeting Ah Ma for dinner. Came home and had a (relatively) long conversation with the dad on whether or not I should go overseas to study. I’m caught in quite a huge dilemma, I have to say. Am swaying between taking an external law degree locally, or going overseas to UOL or (hopefully) Cambridge! Although Dad’s right about the exposure and all that being waaayyy out of Singapore’s league if I do head overseas, but I’m really not too sure if I’m ready for that right now. So… guess what I ended up with after I shared my insecurities?
2 (light) law books to read and another 2 (1 on Law of Banking and 1 on International Trade Laws) to skim through! And the Dad’s gonna go search for some criminal case for me to read and see if I can summarise and put the complicated judgements simply. In other words, an unofficial test on whether or not I’m really suitable for Law. WHERE GOT SUCH THING ONEEEE!?
*kills self*
P.S.
Sorry for sounding so uninteresting, bored and dead! My brain is REALLY dead from crawling out of bed at 6.30am and from battling with the hurting feet from prancing around the entire Singapore in my new Dr Martens.

I want never to say goodbye to you, even on the street corner or the phone.
I want, I want so much… I’m breathless.
I want to put my power into a poem to burn a hole in your pocket so I can sew it.
And I want to contradict myself by accident, and for you to know what I mean.
I want you to be distant and for me to feel you close, I want endless days when it’s day, and nighttime never to end when it’s night.
I want to think your thoughts because they’re mine.
And I want your smile always, and your grimaces too.
I want your scar on my lips, and I want your disappointments in my heart.
I want your strength in my soul and I want your soul in my eyes.
I want to believe everything you say, and I do.
I want you to tell me what’s best when I don’t know.I want to forget. I want to remember, us.
- Chelsea Walls

I think my ass has grown 3 times larger than its already gigantic size before after these few days. I’ve been sitting on my bed (and occasionally lying down) watching videos, MSN-ing, and… godknowswhatelse. I’m gonna go on a crash diet the next few days because eating NON-STOP from 2pm till 11.30pm today is really detrimental to my weight loss plan.
Anyway, Peggy Ah Ma came over to visit and we had a movie marathon (that is… besides camwhoring)! Watched My Best Friend’s Girl, Up, and My Tutor Friend 2. I should really stop watching dramas that end with one of the leads leaving the country (and their lover) behind for studies cuz it makes me emo thinking about the same situation looming in a year’s time for myself. Aiyah! Whatever. I shall stop letting myself indulge in depressing thoughts and try to believe that the title of this post is actually true (though I personally think it’s bullshit).
Here’s a photo (complete with tampons and a pad in case you’re having your menses) for you stalkers out there. More photos up on Facebook!



HELLO ALL I’M STILL ALIVE AND WELL (despite having the anesthetist scare the shit out of me when she told her colleague “Omg I think I hit her ____” (I couldn’t catch the last word) with a worried look on her face). Hospital food wasn’t as bad as I expected – in fact it exceeded my expectations by quite a bit! The worst part of my 2-day stay (besides wearing ugly pink & lacey PJs and loose, gigantic paper underwear) was the fact that my bed was beside an ah ma who couldn’t get out of bed so whenever she shitted (and farts) in the bedpan I’ll lie squirming and dying from the toxic fumes. >=[
Anyway, thanks to everyone who wished me luck and called/texted/dropped by to check up on how I’m doing. Appreciate it loads me love you muchos!