2dae's training was great. xiu hao came over to train us. when i saw her walking 2wards the b.ball court, i was already lyke thinking, "oh no. its gonna be hell for us 2dae." but thank God for her. she's realli encouraging, and she has sumewad talked sume sense into me. 2dae's training has helped regain the lost passion tt i once had for b.ball. but still, i dun realli lyke the sport. its a totally different game once ur on the court.

i think she's veri sincere abt the things tt she said. so probably i'll try to at least train hard. my stamina sux. when we were running the 10 full rounds round both the b.ball and netball court, it was realli tideous initially. but halfway arnd the 6th round, it was lyke damn shuang. yea. but din complete the full 10 round. ran lyke only 8 when everyone has already completed their 10 rounds. and i cheated again. i din complete my 5 sets of shuttle runs, and the 15 free-throw shots. i din even get a single shot in. simply pathetic. and my lay-up sux big tyme! i feel lyke an elephant man. dun have tt flying feel anymore. so to put it simply, i suck BIG TIME in b.ball now. gonna brush up on my skills.

oh. sihong asked me during training, "bella. if you were to have a magical power, wad would it be?" and i was lyke, "no. i dun wan magical powers. i wan skills! powers dun last, but skills do." i'm sumewad panicking right now, cos there's gonna be a chinese test tomorrow and i have yet to buy my shou ce. the real problem, i'be got no idea where my pi ji are. all those pieces of paper tt helen lee gave us, i think its already in the incinerator. i'm realli sick of failing. so yea. gonna transfer footnotes first, though its not important, den get on with my chinese.

jus realised tt there's alot if things tt need to be done, and i still have yet to do them. gotta log on to pings portal, and take part in sume forum. and dwnld sume wksht i think. off i go.

okei. audrey jus reminded me of America's Next Top Model. tt show is jus so -woo...- realli nice. mus watch. i lyke addrianne, elyse and shannon. they're realli dee next american top model man. okei, you'll only understand everything tt i'm saying provided you watched tt show.

its so damn funny. during their commercial shots, adrianne was lyke poking elyse's boobs and she went, "are those silicon?" its so funny! and she poke unitl lyke so shuang lyke tt. and tt elyse jus replied calmly, "yea." and adrianne continues poking them. woohoo! boink boink. maybe they dun bounce tt much, cos elyse is lyke literally flat.

caught a lil glimpse of incredible tales. and its sooo stupid. cos they got those lousy actors and actresses to re-enact the scene. and they're realli lousy actors. i was laughing at the show man. cos this weeks one abt those taxi encounters, and its realli veri lame! but the previous episodes were realli freaky.

sian man. tomorrow got b.ball training. sure go there zuo bo again. we'll either trash it out in the gym, and den shoot balls and den go home. non-sense man. sumewad i think basketball is jus co-existing now only because everyone's clinging onto old memories tt once bound all of us together. but sad to say, tt's all old history. now, i doubt anyone has even the heart to train well. its simply pathetic. sumewad i wish sen sen would jus wind the whole thing up man. if all of us realli train hard enough to form a team again, den tt would realli be a great miracle. now my skills are realli lan sai man. i cun even shoot properly and i think i've forgotten how to lay-up already.

oh yah. remembered sumething.
to owen (if ur reading this): hey. pls man. stop harassing tom yam. i think we should respect him as a fren, and stop squeezing/pinching his cheeks. he's a guy man. and seriously i think ur realli getting a lil overboard with wad ur doing. wonder why he doesn't flare up, or even shouts at you. cos he thinks tt guys aren't even at all suppose to shout at girls. and sumetymes girls mus know how to zi dong yi dian. oh boy. i sound so... but you get wad i mean rite. its a matter of respect man. even if not as a fren, but also as a brother in christ i mean. and tt means, dun make any un-necessary physical contact. though in class, i always joke with him abt alot of things, but still i try not to make any of such un-necesary contact. no hard feelings.

okei. back home realli early 2dae. lee lao shi talked to me 2dae, abt my attidtude 2wards chinese.

lee: su hui. ne wei she me mei ci dou zai hua wen ke suay jiao?
me: its so boring.
lee: nan dao ne cong sec1 dou zai hau wen ke dou ze yang mah?
me: yah.
lee: den wei she me ne ke yi zai bia de ke mu de shi hou nah me ji1 ji2? nan dao ne dah suan zai hua wen ke shi dou suay dao sec.4 mah?
me: i dunno. suay pian.
lee: nah wo wen ne. nan dao ne da suan bah hua wen nian nian dou bu ji ge mah? suay ran zai ban shang zi you 30 fen zhong, dan shi ne suay jiao shi gen ben jiu shi totally shut dwn. den i jiao ne ming zi shi, ne ye bu zhi dao.
me: but i study better at home.
lee: okei. xian zai ne de main focus ying gai shi zai wo ban shi pay attention.
*the conversation actually went on longer. in the end, she started speaking to me in english jus to make sure tt wadever she says get into my head.

yea. seriously i din even knoe she was calling my name, until si hong woke me up. and chinese's always the best period to sleep! she knoes it whenever i'm sleeping in her class, lyke she's got sume sorta radar tt alerts her whenever i'm asleep or sumething. i jus hate chinese. its utterly disgusting, and there's a class test this thurs. and i still have yet to buy my shou ce. i cun study with her pi ji, cos there's no english translation.

was telling audrey and si hong tt, if next tyme i were to be a teacher, i would fake my students tt there's gonna be a test on april fools day. and tt the test is gonna be a realli difficult one. and den on the day of the test when i distribute the papers, after flipping over the cover page, they're all gonna go hysterical. hahah! cos its jus a fake paper, with the words 'i've got you fooled on april fools day!' yea. nice one!

now i feel rather stupid for voluntaring myself for english remedial. hope it gets better, as the weeks past man. jus realised tt i gotta learn to plan my tyme well, if not i'm always lyke rushing in the last minute trying to get all my stuff done. and yes, i've got to learn to take things much more seriously than before. asked sihong 2dae whether i'm lyke always giving others the impression tt i take things veri lightly. and lyke duh, its yes! yea. and pple always get me misunderstood.

even the person who sits beside me thinks tt i take things way too lightly. din do the fish philosophy thing, den i was lyke trying to get jasmine to ask miss chionh for an entension of deadline. den jonathon was lyke, "wad's the use. ur only putting her in a spot. and i think you'll also end up not doing ur work again.' nonono. i'm gonna do my work this tyme. and its gonna shock the century. and i'm gonna study for all my tests. i cun afford to fail anymore, and since all the teachers are giving us another chance i shall prove my worth man.

arrrggghh! i forgot to bring home my journal, and its got to be handed in by tomorrow. i'm so gonna cheong my maths hmwk, and its so difficult! tomorrow got 2 periods of tbs lessons, and i realli wonder whether he'll be giving us back the test results. and he's sure gonna flash the overall class results up! and i think i'm gonna be the only idiot to fail it badly, and den i'll have to copy chapters again! no! i dun wan tt! i wanna pass! i dun wanna be the only one supporting the weight of the entire class at the end of the list.

okei. terkey jus mentioned tt my new template is so un-me! probably not so cow-friendly rite. and everyone tt's visiting my blog's gonna think tt tt's jus so not me! yea. do leave ur comments.

changed template, finally. dun you think its veri girly! jus dun seem to fit me at all. but i lyke it. feels veri clean and all. actually wanted another one. its a black one with a freakin' lookin doll. asked my bro and my parents for their comments abt the doll one, and even they felt tt it was veri freakky lookin. so decided to stick to this one. and i think if i were to have the doll one, my tag would be flooding with protestors to get tt off. esp, tt jerine.

okei. so many pple went for tt peace iran thing. seems lyke only me and terk slacking arnd at home. but seriously, i cun be bothered abt it at all. hoho. a mean christian without a heart of compassion. yea. orchard's always so filled with tin-cans pple. and its so sickening. yesterday, there was this guy who approached trying to sell me tt ticket again. and i thinks its already lyke the 4th tyme pple are trying to get me buy tt nonsense.

tt guy: hi, excuse me. can i...
me: no.no.no.no.no.no.no.no.no.no.no.no...
tt guy: no. but pls...
me:no.no.no.no.no. (say it while walking)
tt guy: hahahahah! okei okei. thank you!
me: yea. no problem.

i remember the first tyme another women tried selling it to me and terkey at causeway. den i was lyke, "huh? no! i dun wanna donate!" and the second tyme it was outside our skool, and all of us were lyke "no thank you! we're mean pple. we dun donate!" and the third tyme was at far-east and i was with terkey and jerine. and if you did read my past entries, he was the guy i screamed at. he shocked me totally when i was sharing sume freaky stories with terk and jerine.

testin...

NEWSFLASH: MISS CHIONH CRIED IN CLASS. REASON: UNKNOWN.

okei lah. actually she cried cos she was touched by jiale's reflection entry. den she paused awhile, and the next moment tears start streaming dwn her cheeks. feel quite sad for her. made me feel so guilty. cos she was lyke saying sumething abt our class spirit and stuff, and tt our class has veri low motivation and stuff lyke tt. and she feels lyke sume failure, cos she feels tt our class is separated into cliques. and most of the tyme, we dun work as a class.

sumewad though, faith pple are lyke rather numb to teachers suddenly breaking dwn and cry. faith as in pple frm 1 and 2 faith who are still in faith this yr. miss lim cried in our class cos we were to noisy. sabariah cried in our class cos of our maths results. and also due to our attitude toward maths. and this yr, miss chionh. but i dun mind seeing miss tang cry! thinks its gonna be so comical man! okei lah. but i think whenever a teacher cries, my conscious will lyke prick me. and it makes me feel lyke so so guilty. its lyke most of the tyme we dun appreciate the effort they put in for us, and yet we take them granted. and when they reprimand us, we'll jus think tt they're biase 2wards us all. veri shallow thinking.

the next thing tt got me thinking was, if one day i were to be a teacher would i be as emotional as those who cried in front of their class. rather embarrassing. but when these teachers break dwn in front of us, sumewad it brings me back to my senses. so maybe it's a good thing too.

i wanna watch Taking Lives. i think tt's the name of the show starring Angelina Jolie. cun remmebered wad's the name of it. i like her! not cos she's got b.boobs or any of her horny pornography films. but you jus gotta admit it. she's cool! totally irresistable. yea man. i hate tt The Eye 2 show leh! i think lyke an insult to pregnant women man. there's this 'WARNING: UNSUITABLE FOR PREGNANT WOMEN' thing on their movie poster. and its absoutely insulting not for tt warning thing, but the entire story line. and also did cindy mention sumething abt sumething abt the amk mrt track thing. lyke abt tt person who fell on the tracks and go ran over by the train? its totally insulting. a major factor tt makes The Eye 2 a stoopid show. its a singapore production. and as evryone knoes singapore's only capable of producing such loony films with aboslutely no meaning to it all. a stoopid film with a stoopid ending.

sad man. The Passion of The Christ is rated M-18. dumb. din go for sports day 2dae. veri lazy to go. quite stoopid actually to jus sit on those steps and watch pple run round the track. and its gonna be so warm and stuffy. in the end, went dwn to plmgs to do survey. and i've veri limited survey forms with me, had lyke only 5. the first one i asked to do, turned out tt she was only p6 and after writing her name her bus came and she ran up the bus. waited for a while, b4 all the guys started flooding the bus-stop. okei. so they are released frm skool only at 1.45p.m. the first grp of the girls tt came out din wan to do the survey for me. but i chatted with them for a while, and when the entire skool came out, they seem to know lyke almost everyone. and they got the pple to go for me. hahaha! so in the end it turned out to be them engaging pple to do the surveys for me.

and i think they're lyke so dman friendly. and one of them said tt i spoke realli fast. den i was lyke, 'huh? but tt's how i speak every tyme.' and veri quickly i got my forms filled up. very funny. they wun lyke ask me why i need their no's and stuff. and they seem so willing to give others their no's lyke tt. while waiting, i saw amanda. okei. she saw me first. and she's as usual, so friendly and outspoken. den i was thinking, 'wah-lao... so wasted. why din i retain her?' on the bus back to bishan, it was ker-ra-zeee man. the bus was flooded with the pls girls. and the bus couldn't even move. it was realli packed on the bus, with more pple to come on board it. there were those who ying ying ji. and the bus driver could only wait there and keep shouting, "nah xie zai men nah bian bu yao zai shang le hor. deng ling wai yi ge bus lai." den veri funny! a few girls on bus kept asking the bus-driver to jus drive on.

it was crazy on the bus. but thank God they're all girls and not boys. if not, i dun think you could ever survive the journey to even the next bus-stop.

to drey: happy b'day! so sorry for not having lunch 2gether with this b'day girl. actually if i were if you guys, i wun ask tt sin hui to shut up. but i'll ask her to get lost! no no. shan't be mean.

watched american idol, part of it only actually. i lyke matthew rogers and jon peter lewis (jpl). but their voice ain't tt great actually. matthew rogers reminds me of my p.skool friend. remember tt damien guy. the one tt jerine and drey said look lyke my stead. or sumething lyke we both look lyke stead. i lyke matthew rogers voice, though he din sing tt well 2dae. but still, he's good. jon peter lewis reminds me of cai jun! and cai jun is lyke so damn teh! wadever you spell it. dun really lyke tt fantasia woman and tt camille girl. great voice but arrghhs!

went for cg 2dae after a veri long tyme. it was veri lame, as usual. okei. cun probably think of any other adjectives to describe it, cos whenever church is concerned the word l.a.m.e jus so vividly floats right up my mind. but it was fun still. laughed alot. okei, so maybe i'm always laughing tt i need teachers to shut me up.

i think our skool jus ain't jus grwoing frm glory to glory, but frm lamer to lamest. its so stoopid to lyke make the entire sec.3 cohoard to stay back after to skool jus to make us greet all the teachers class by class. but most of the tyme i was lyke laughing and joking. quite nerve-recking actually. den every class was lyke gng, 'good afternoon teachers. good afternoon everybody.' hahahahah! so damn comical. wad the hell. its lyke you've already greeted ur teachers, why then should we all carry on greeting everybody. its not only repetitive, but nonsensical.

oh-no! my keyboard's faulty. and its only the enter key tt's not working. crap man. idiotic shit. i hope my dad gets a new one. hopefully, but i doubt he will. sicko. of all keys, its the damn enter key tt's faulty. and do you realise how often you actually use the enter key on msn. and i'm lyke conferecing on msn lyke sume idiot. i gotta lyke shift my hands over to the mouse jus to send wad i've got to say. and den back to the typing and den back to the clicking. wad the hell i cun even use the enter key for this thing. sick! and i've got to keep spacebar-ing. arrrggghhhh! i need a new keyboard. but weird rite. it was still working normally jus now. okei. this getting too tiring. ain't gonna cont'd blogging til the enter key's start working. hopefully, it'll be okei by tomorrow. sounds so lame. lyke sume sorta sickness. jus remembered sume veri highly entertaining thing tt happened in class during chinese lesson. lee lao shi was lyke teaching sumething abt xin fu. lee: okei. su hui! ne mei ci dou zai na bian xi xi ha ha. yi ding hen xing fu dui mah! okei. nah ne jui hui da wo de wen ti. she me shi zin fu? me: er... mei you. ying wei miss chiong jiao wo men abt light-heartedness suo yi, wo bah ta jiao wo men de put into practise. lee: okei. nah ne jue de she me shi xin fu. me: no. i was trying to say tt ru guo light-heartedness hui ling ne gao xing, and tt brings xing fu-ness. pretty crap rite. but try figuring out wad i was trying to say. but anyway, i've got no idea wad the exact meaning of xing fu is. is it joy? can't be bothered. chinese is jus so bothersome!

first day of term 2. ain't tt bad afterall. miss chionh is so cool. i love the way she teach and stuff, though 2dae she din even teach at all. she was sharing with us sumething abt this fish philosophy thing. and it made alot of sense to me. she's veri inspiring. gonna post a quick entry, den head dwn to my hwmk and revision.

chemistry's realli cool. i love those atoms stuff. andrew's teach quite well, though alot of pple dun quite agree with me. and she has a diamond ring. haha. so lame rite, tt orsihong. she went lyke, "mrs. andrewwsss... how much 'carrot' does ur diamond eats?"

yay! i collected my bag frm lips, and this tyme prayerfully and hopefully it doesn't tear anymore. if its tears, its gonna be the third tyme. and hell no, its not gonna happen. seems rather 'untearable' now. looks quite tough and durable. i'm lyke so amused my jerine man. had lunch at ljs with terk and jerine. and it was soooo soooo lame. dunno why, we started talking abt ghosts and stuff. got quite freaked out. when i was lyke sharing with them abt the creepiness when its late at night in skool, with all the lights off. cos the other tyme hpt camp, i din even bathe at all not until the next morning. and i was lyke stinking lyke hell, plus the damn trackpants frm the caterpilla game on the wet floor. so it was lyke probably bout 2+ in the morning, and it was lyke pitch dark. light off = lights off. din dare to on the lights, scully the next morning kena more pumping. den jus as i was abt the say tt it was lyke dam scarry and all, when you realli cun see even ur 5 fingers clearly. this stoopid guy suddenly pop behind us and asked us whether we wanted to donate to this thing. i was lyke so freaked out, and i screamed. so embarrassing man. den everyone there was lyke starring over at our table.

so cool rite. ncc this yr gonna venture red house and old changi prison. so cool. though i'll freak out big tyme. but still, i dun think i'll mind. too bad, not in ncc. and i quite scared. cos this june there's gonna be another hpt camp in skool. 2 day 1 night camp. have a feeling tt they're gonna make us have night walk, and its sure gonna scare the shit outta me.

I'M SO SCARED. I'M REALLI SO SCARED! quite stoopid but i dunno wad i'm scared of. okei. maybe its my results. its realli hanuting me. probably reading this doesn't realli express how scared i am. i'm intending to get lishan to scan my report card and den send it to me. den i'll post it up here to 'show-off' my results. its realli all red and veri little black.

i'm so scared! its realli haunting me. i veri scared! the whole common test thing is lyke killing me. though its already history. but still its haunting me! i'm so scared! i realli cannot stand it! i'm so scared!

there's no drums tomorrow... tt's so sad. but there's jammin' over at shan' place. her bro's band gonna be there, and he actually asked us whether we're interested in joining them. i want to! but no one wanna go with me! okei, so actually my motive was not only to watch them jam but also to practise on his drum set, jus b4 they jam. veri long nv play liao! okei. selfish me, jus wanna have fun all the tyme. but i cun help it!

okei. had alot of fun in church 2dae. and alot of lame jokes as usual.

i cannot stand this! all those stoopid porn pop-ups keep popping up rite b4 my eyes, whenever i log on to the internet. even when i visit my own blog, and wadever crap shit. those freakin' obscene stuff jus keep appearing b4 my very eyes. its so ugly! okei. so it used to be called 'ncc liveshow' and now its called '24 hr live hardcore channel'. i cannot stand it man. my dad applied for this singtel filtering system, and it doesn't seem to work.

sumewad, i think its me who disabled the whole filtering system thing. cos when i was dwnlding tata young's sexy, naughty, bitchy on kazaa there was this thing concerning the filtering system tt popped up. and i think i clicked on the wrong one tt disbaled the entire filtering system crap shit. oh yah, to add on. its grosse-ing me out. to think tt ur actually gonna do such disgusting looking stuff with ur future partners. oh boy, i feel lyke i'm totally equipped with not only the knowledge but also the technics and positions for future night activities.

okei. but dun get me wrong. wad you see ain't wad you get. i'm still a young innocent girl who still has her virginity with her. dun worry, hymen's still not broken yet.

testin patience again.

argh! how cume my five for fighting's something abt you cannot hear. but nvm, shall have 100 yrs then. nice song, ugly guy. okei, nvm. is power web music dwn? hw cume i cannot acces their site. nvm. do you think i should put up nine days: if i am instead? feel lyke. bt i think the one on mseals sucked. maybe shall stick to this one.

ps. sihong, i hope you dun mind.

jus woke up. and i'm still so so tired. but according to terkey, its tried. i'm lyke having yao suan bei tong. my back is aching, and my ass! i'm lyke walking lyke a dodo bird. strange rite. i think i'm lyke the only idiot who has buttocks ache. its rather stoopid to put muscle relieve cream on ur ass cheeks rite? probably due to the climbing up and dwn of those huge slopes! bt i was predicting tt i would most probably get muscle aches on my thighs. feels so cookoo. muscle aches on my ass. okei. buttocks.

feel lyke sleeping sumemore. oh-no! my running rose and cough's back. shall go take medicine and sleep. feeling so zombie-ish rite now.

i was reminded once more by valerie abt my super dao-face.

valerie: hey bella.
me: hi.
valerie: do you still remember our very first hpt meeting?
me: which one? the james cook one arh?
valerie: yah. and you got tt super dao face. and i was thinking who on earth is is super-dao girl?
me: isit? no wonder you keep looking at me.
valerie: yah lah! and you still give us the 'wad's this nonsense!' face. ren zhen bu ke mao xiang.

jerine ur making me so jealous but not the bad way. but i dun intend to get it. still owe pple lotsa moow-ny. still owe my chuch my camp fees, should be abt $20 tt i owe them. and after i clear tt debt, terk dun worry. i will start clearing tt $50 debt with you. and den i'll go on to clearing the other $60 debt with crystal. oh-no! jus thinking of this drives me kerrrr-aaaa-zeee! i'm thinking of selling my b.ball shoes. but do you think anyone would wan it, unless i bring it to the cash converter.

woah man. my dad totally shocked me with his sesame seed knowledge abt drums-beats. he jus popped into my room and then went lyke:

dad: hey. drums got single beat and double beat arh?
me: yah. how you knoe.
dad: -stars taking out drumstix, and pretend to be a lil drummer. struttin' his stuff with the 1,2. 1,2.
me: its not 1,2. but 1,2,3,4.
dad: oh. is there any difference btwn 1,2 and 1,2,3,4?
me: of course lah! and there's not the single beat and double beat, but also the triplets and 4 beat thing.
dad: isit. show it to me.
me: -strutts my stuff on the bed-
dad: so tt means you only use this few beats for the vocal songs?
me: dunno leh. my era kinda song is more bam! bam! bam! one.
dad: okei.

myy dad suddenly so act cool. maybe he is. and the weird thing abt him is, he knoes how to change guitar strings, but turns aboslutely clueless when it comes to playing it. how weird can tt be?

i'm finally back frm treasure hunt. wad a stoopid game man! the only means of travel we had around the island was either by bus 11, the monorail, beach train or better still hitch a ride. the game realli sucked. they divided all of us into 5 troops, and i was separated frm drey. the real thing tt dissed me was, i was grouped along with pple tt i felt absolutely awkward with. and they were jamie, zhang mei, kenneth, jia yan and sheng rong. sickening man. one obviouse reason why i totally cannot get along with them: different frequency. get wad i mean?

its so sick man. and basically our troop was lyke separated into sec4's and 3's. and it realli boring having to travel frm one end of sentosa to the other, with pple like them. i kept my mouth shut throughout the whole thoing man. it relli sucked. one thing tt's always pissing me off, zhang mei and jaime. their always lyke asking us for our opinions, and all three of us (kenneth, jia yan and moi) will jus either say 'i dunno.' or 'anything'. so maybe we were the ones who dissed them first. but i mean seriously, do you realli give a damn abt wad we have to say. they'll either ignore everything we say, and then jus cont'd on wad they deem as the 'correct place.'

its horrible! there was a total of 11 stops, and they were realli veri veri far away frm each other. here are the places we visited: first the merlion, den fort canning, den ferry terminal, den tanjong beach, den mt. imbiah, den these stone age place, den back dwn to palawan beach. and you have the map of sentosa now with you, you'll realise tt we practically went arnd the entire sentosa. mostly travelled by bus 11. bus 11= by foot. you gotta carry ur own bags, and there were lyke lots up and dwn slopes.

i'm all tired and hungry now. reget not calling home when i was on my way home. den could have at least tah-bao my dinner. and there's nothing for me to eat at home. i'm so hungry. din have my breakfast, and for our lunch we were given rations. and we can have only our rations and nothing but our rations. our rations consisted of: a loaf of bread, a can of tuna, a can of sausage, a can of baked beans, 3 small packs of oreas, and sweets. and i ate only i sausage and baked beans. so hungry. shall hunt for sume edible stuff in the cabinet.

i'm back again. thanks jerine for writing my testis. and yes. i do acknowledge the fact tt i've got a very sickening and dao face. and i'm constantly generating such unfriendly vibes to those arnd me. but yet, they still have yet to find out abt me. rite jerine? eh, very sad leh. pple dun believe tt i'm a christian. esp tt princess. its either she's too gentle, or i'm too violent.

"she looks damn dao on the outside which xplains why no one dares to approach her plus her sickening look that she carries wherever she goes, i doubt anybody would like her." -jerine lee

been a veri good girl 2dae. stayed at home the whole day. so damn boring man. i thgt i could go out, until i was awaken by sume veri peculiar shoutings in my ears. okei. so it was my mother. actually thgt i could go for the n.e family day 2dae, at e.c.p. and den my mom was lyke shouting by my bed this morning probably at abt 7.15am jus b4 she left the house. and she was lyke, "YOU BETTER STAY AT HOME TODAY! EVERYDAY GO OUT! YOU BETTER STAY AT HOME TODAY!" and bam! almost immediatly after tt, i could lyke hear the door slam! tt jus proves how violent my mom is. hahaha. okei. dun laugh. it isn't funny.

had to meet jewell at lyke 12.45 at payah lebar mrt station.and it takes me abt an hr frm my house. okei. so i rushed dwn jus to pass her the 'best of the best' thing, and den quickly rushed back home. when i checked the caller-id at home, it was lyke flooded with my mom's office no. when i returned all of my moms call she was lyke, "wad happen? where did you go?" den i pretend to sound as if i jus woke up, "huh? i jus woke up"

tomorrow having hpt treasure hunt at sentosa. have to lyke reach palawan beach de 7-11 by 8am! so early!!! and i'm meeting drey tomorrow at lyke 6.30am. reallli hope and pray hard, tt i wun get sun-burnt again! my face jus hui fu zheng chang, and i dun wanna be a mooncake.

remembered wad i wanna say. jonas (my bro's fren) is lyke always popping up at my house at the wrong time. or should i say, my bro dun bother to lyke inform me tt he's coming. and everytyme when he pops at house, i'll lyke start to panic. reason why, cos i dun wear any ahem! at home at all. and when he pops up, i'll lyke quickly rush to my room, and change my clothes. its so sick. i was on the line with drey, when suddenly he popped up. and i was lyke screaming, "oh-no! oh-me-gawd! i haven change my clothes yet! mommy, can you open the door for jonas!" i hate it man. and i'll have to lyke rush to my room and den get my sports-bra on, and den hunt for a shirt to wear.

i'm enjoying five for fighting's 100 yrs. its so soothing. it makes you feel all relaxed and stuff and sumewad it lulls you to bed. maybe tt's exactly wad i'm feeling rite now. jus so woo.. feel lyke getting their album. okei. so probably pple know five for fighting only for their superman. now it would have been probably a hundred years, since superman.

2dae's realli fun. went to skool in the morning to help ms. tan with the sponsorship thing. its realli tough job man. we're lyke ringing up every single company, and lyke asking them if they're interested in sponsoring our skool for the o.c. it was sick in a way, cos those bosses will go lyke ," oh... i dun think our company has any business deals with ur skool." or "times are bad. and we're already veri tight on our budget." its rather disgusting, the way adults lie their way through.

suddenly i'm lyke so interested in rugby. cos these grp of sajc students walked past us, and they're frm their skools rugby team. now, i feel lyke sume complete moron who's interested in anything and everything else except studies. okei. terk and drey, they're both realli interested in floorball. rite? 1 thing i hate abt it. i'm the goalie. and ur knees hurt a great deal though you have knee guards on. and you get lots of bruises frm those 'hole-y' balls, esp when you play with guys. and the helmet stinks. and when a ball comes flying in, you gotta use ur body to block it. and if it hits untimate bullseye at ur boobs, you will realli scream! seriously. let alone when it hits you on ur arm.

conclusion: if one day my boobs grow to the size of those of mariah carey's, they ain't the real thing. its jus got swollen.

oh no! i'm back with my snow-skin face again! help pple! i'm evolving into a moon-cake! hahahaha! another lame joke of mind. but if ur wols, and you dun get it tt's too bad! buah-hahahaha! okei. dunno whether to put tt thing tt drey gave me the other tyme one, cos it hurts when i apply it on my face. so its either my face is lyke super sensitive or the cream is lyke too strong for my face.

when i woke up this morning, my face was lyke in a whole pile of shit. there were lyke lots stuff sticking out of my nose, and a patch on my forehead. i peeled those stuff off, and now i look lyke a greater pile of dung! there are lyke red patches with skin peeling off.

a rather interesting conversation between my and she hong:
s.h: no matter wad, i will nv give brith to 2 boys. if not i would have killed them
me: y?!
s.h: yesterday i saw so many brothers fighting, and i was so pissed.
me: hahahaha! but i dun mind.
s.h: y?
me: cos boys are usually quite cute, and they're less mah-fan
sh: true. but why less mah-fan.
me: cos they dun use pads.
sh: hahahahahah!
me: unless they're lyke my bro those kind. so vain. use even more products to beautify himself, than his sister.
sh: knew you would say tt!
me: unless i give birth to sucha daughter lyke me, who dun give a damn abt her appearance.
sh: hahah! but i would prefer one boy one girl. maybe wun fight so much. but that's a big MAYBE.
me: who says. i do have alot of fist-fights with my bro.
sh: forgot abt you and ur bro.

btw, for more backgrnd info my bro realli is lyke so damn VAIN. he used oil control film, and i dun. maybe i do, but i use other ppls' one. he uses lip balm tt has strawberry scent on it, and i dun. he uses lotsa gel, hair glue, hair-spray and alot more to style his hair, and i dun. he buys gatsby facial scub jus for his face, and i dun. he's got lots of colourful stripey ankled socks, and i dun even own a single pair. he's dyes his hair, and i dun. he uses colonge every single day, and i dun. i have only my shokubutsu body wash. he's got lots of chokers, and sex bands. and i probably dun give a hoot abt such stuff.

frm this you could possibly conclude tt my bro's jus sucha a sissy. though he doesn't behave lyke one. and he cun live a single day without his gel. wad can you say, he's soooo much more self-conscious den i do.

okei. gtg. meeting wynnie at serangoon at 1. and it takes me exactly an hour frm my house. okei. off i go!

this is absolutely sick! my com keeps having those porn pop-up windows. and its absolutely disgusting. wad the hell man. and my mom was lyke questioning me abt it.

when are we having drums this week. i realli can't wait man. i told my mom tt i wanted to own a drum-set. tt sounds a lil stoopid to have it in a 4 room flat. but still i insist. shall save for it. budden drums alone cun function by itself. but somhow or rather, i find it rather dumb at the same tyme. i wanna learn guitar frm hui ling too. sounds abit too ambitious. i'm realli keen on learning both. maybe for the next lesson, i shall ask her to teach me.

since i have nothing to do, shall go transfer my lit foot-notes for 12 night.

arrghhh! yesterday sux! to think tt i was so happy tt i could join terk they all go shan's bro's church, in the end i got stuck at home. i think i lost my keys at sentosa during our jogathon. den in the end i got stuck at home on a saturday. freak shit. so damn sick. practically bored to death.

and the stoopid thing was, i thgt my keys were with me. i bathe everything, pack my bag and stuff. den jus as i was abt to leave my house, i couldn't find my keys. this is lyke the 2nd tyme in a year, having to lose my keys. sian man. at tt tyme was lyke abt 11.45 and my mom had left her office. got quite happy bout it, cos i thgt my mom was lyke at least on her way home. but hell no! she went to my granma's place dunno for wad shit! so could you probably say tt i was liberated only after 9.00 when my mom came home with my dad. fuggin' hell out of a ass!

to terk and shan: sorry for making you guys wait for me.

i'm so scared! miss chionh is gonna pass me my report card personally str8 up to my doorsteps, and she said she needed to talk to my parents. wah-lao. i'm so dead man. i realli dunno wad's gonna happen. or wad she's gonna say. she'll probably them 'em tt i'm realli talkative, and i'm performing below expectations. and i dun hand in all my physics hmwk, and i'm not maximising my potential.

all these thing, jus one of the above mentioned is enuff to kill a grazing cow lyke me. regret not going to skool on thurs man. tammy failed 11 subs including class tests. shall not compare. but seriously, i'll be far worse than her. and tt makes me the worst in class. and i miss tang, doesn't come along. if not... i was intending to only show my parents my report card maybe on the veri last day of the hols which is sunday. but now, its all impossible. my parents are sure gonna ground me this tyme, and i dun think i can go for the hpt treasure hunt anymore.

okei. so back track a lil bit, in the first place i dun think i should even be in tt class. acadimically speaking. cos my level position during the streaming was lyke 167/190. and tt defnitely guranteess me a place in humilty. however, by God's grace and mercy i ended up in this class. and i wanted to be in this class too, cos there's core lit. and now it jus suck. i skrewed up the entire term 1.

i'm lyke so stressed up now. i realli dunno wad are my parents going to do to me. arrrggghhh! i'm realli determined to study during the hols. anyone wanna go study together?

later going to li wei's church. den b4 tt meeting terk at khatib 11.30 for lunch. den have to reach li shan/ li wei's house by 12.30. kinda excited. he's teaching us the drums beats to this song. so yea. cool!

okei. God wans us to be a WARRIOR not a WORRY-ER. shall cast all these things aside. and pray for God's mercy upon wadever i complained abt.

din go skool 2dae. went to see doctor. later got hpt at 4.30p.m in skool canteen. dunno whether i should go. cos they're gonna go to sentosa to check out the place for tomorrow's amazing race for the sec4's and 5's. even if i were to go, i dun think i will be fit enough to run about. and to 'squeeze!' 'spread!'. my nose is so blocked tt i have to breathe through my mouth.

okei. shall go and sleep. dozing off in 3, 2, 1...

zzzzz.... zzzzzzzzzzz... zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...

i'm desperate for all american rejects chords. so difficult to find one. found only swing swing, but i want the chords for my paper heart.

this weeks gonna be so fun-filled, hopefully. fries-day for jogathon at sentosa, hopefully the hpt's dunnid to run since we have to help out for the amazing race. if not its gonna be a disaster tt is if we had to run. den have to bring tt mo-wan-wan trackpants and hpt shirt. so much stuff man! its gonna be heavy! and joagathon falls on lishen's b'day! woohoo! cool. dun think so. hot and burnin'.

according to drey, she was suggesting we jus have fun the whole day at sentosa and den ton at shan's house. and den the next afternoon we can head dwn to her bro's church for dunno wad thing tt he has for us. yea man. cool plan. i feel lyke faking my mom tt i have camp. camp= ton at shan's house. but nvm, shan't. veri mean, and irresponsible.

had to see duck tang 2dae after skool, cos of my a.maths. got almost all my simulataneous equations wrong.

another interesting conversh
tang: heard tt ur not doing very well in ur physics.
me: -puzzled look- wad do you mean?
tang: u've not handed a single peice of ur physics assignment
me: -pauses- i din knoe how to do.
(it defenitely is a lie. so God forgive me!)
tang: den why din you ask for help?!
me: -nothing to say-
tang: you could have gone to ur frens, teacher or even tuitor.
tang: i noticed tt ur attention span is veri ... short.
me: uh-huh
tang: and i think tt miss chionh has done all tt she can to separate u frm ur frens. cos firstly in a company, you cun concentrate well.
me: um-hm
tang: you are not maximising ur lessons tyme.
tang: okei. you may leave.
me: -walks away-
tang: wait. say thank you first.
me: oh. thank you, ms tang.
tang: yes. be on ur way.

so lame rite. and she's shorter than me. realised tt her skin veri thin. can see all her veins in her face.

okei. so i told my mom tt i failed alot of subs, and she din really have much of a BIG reaction 2wards it. when she asked me which subs i failed, i was lyke practically naming all the subs. but she stopped me when i came to my forth one, so she jus went lyke "so you failed all ur subs." ain't it obviouse. so i jus said, "almost all. but i passed 3 subs."

and as usual, my parents will jus say tt i spend alot of tyme on the computer and phone and all those shit tt every ordinary girl does. see the fact. they nv seem to look upon the fact tt i did study for the tests, other than chem english and both maths. and they'll jus rattle on abt how much tyme i'm wasting on such unproductive actiuvities. and they'll carry on with saying tt even if i study, i study way late in the night. and den i wun be able to concentrate in class and blah blah blah. but anyway, thank God my mom din use any other ruthless and brutal canings, to 'combat' all my f9's and e8's.

mom: if you need any tuition, you betta go for one.
me: but i passed my maths wad
mom: yah, i know. wad abt other subs.
me: dunno lah.
mom: this is only ur first common test, and ur result are horrible enough.
me: -in denfense- i knoe. but i realli did study. and for most of the papers, i always write out of point tt's why i fail.
mom: no comments. -looks pissed and disappointed-

but thank God man. okei. so now the next BIG thing would be when i show her my report card. or maybe when the principal either rings my house or her office. i realli dunno wad to expect. but... i'll jus trust in God and pray tt everything turns out fine. so yea, by faith God's gonna work things out fer me. and no matter wad happens, i hope i'll remember tt it's jus all part of God's plans. He has my best interest at heart.

so yea, God i'll jus trust in you. and you have to bring me through this. i guess once bitten twice shy. and hopefully, i wun be procrastinating again. gonna maximise my tyme during march holidays to pay back for lost tyme. gonna study, study study. sounds so nerdy. but if i have to jus to get my grades back up, i will do it. by faith, it shall be done. amen.

2dae's drum lessons was GREAT man! i love it! learned this rolling thing and triplets! so cool! but the name abit the corny, triplets. so does this mean tt the previous two beats tt we learnt was called twins? hahaha! another lame joke of mine. and yes, sumewad i've got the hang of the 4 beat too! yay! mayb it ain't exactly right, but i suppose it's sumething lyke tt.

i love it man! how i wish, skool could jus be abt drums. and nothing but drums. wishful thinking. so lee wei's gonna bring us to his church, for sume drums thing. maybe it was for us to observe how they play. maybe. but i was thinking, my church does have a full band too. but nvm, since he's bringing us there. i hope for our marh holidays, he could lyke maybe teach us more often. maybe lyke 2-3 a week. but i doubt it, cos he's quite bz too. selfish thinking. nvm, shall look 4ward to the next drums lesson.

this is so grosse. i dwnld 'the passion of the christ' thinking tt it was either the trailer or betta still the entire movie. and it took me quite long (days) to dwnld it. wthell! in the end it turned out to be a SEX TAPE! i shall repeat myself. IT TURNED OUT TO BE A SEX TAPE! how grosse can tt be. and it was sick. i din knoe tt initially, cos i thgt it was jus a stoopid commercial b4 the show came on. so i waited... waited, and waited sume more! anyway for ur info, it was this 2 girls, nope women, one blonde the other brunette. they were lyke bouncing on the bed first, with their clothes on. and it took quite long bouncing and stripping. but but when they boucning i thgt it was jus sume dumb commercial. okei. so i fast-4warded it to the middle to make sure tt it was the actual one tt i dwnlded. and way grosse! they were f***ing. i felt to grossed out man. one of them was lyke inserting this thing, sumething tt resembles a dick, and den sumwad lyke carressed it around the other women's p.p, and den she started inserting it it! oh-no! so grosse man! wah-lao. an act of lesbianism right b4 my very eyes! cheated my innocence man! and she lyke started thrusting it in and out. ewwwl! freaked me out.

this lyke the 2nd tyme. the other tyme when i wanted to dwnld this music vid, it turned out to be a sex tape too. and the women was bouncing on-top of the man. urrrgggghhhhs! contaminated my young and innocent mind. so errr-shiang! eekkkks! and i'm feeling squirmish now.

oh yah! there's erin brocovich 2night! so i'll either rush thru the lit reflection log for all 5 poems tt i have left, or i either do it now. but since i have sooo much tyme, shall be a good girl and do it now.

this are my results:

english - 14/25
chinese - 44.5/100
a.maths - 12/40
maths - 32/50
lit - unknown

combined science
physics - 7.5/25
chem - 16/25

combined humans
ss - 10/30
history - 9/25

this is simply pathetic. the thing tt realli puzzles me is tt, i studied for my common test (okei. most of it), but yet i still end up failing so many subs! i realli hope i pass my lit! but i realli doubt i can.

i think if i were to show my parents my report card, the blue ink will be standing out frm the reds man. instead of the opposite. feel lyke sucha loser!

test. now in skool. testing testis 1,2.3! roger roger!

ho! i failed my chinese and ss! hopefully and prayerfully, i'll pass my hist. getting hist papers tomms (i think), and i realli wanna pass my history. failed ss terribly, got only 10/30. its definitely an unpassable score, and 44.5/100. actually got 48.5, budden tt helen lee count wrongly, so after skool told her tt. can i say for once, i felt tt i realli need to pass my chinese!

so sickening. and i think i'm gonna fail lit too, cos i wrote only 1.5 pages short. and tt's realli realli short! oh-no, dunno how to break the news to my parents man. and they'll sure say tt i spend more tyme on the com, den studying. which sumewad ain't exactly true. cos i did study for sume subs.

miss yeo is so damn naggy! arrghhh! okei, so there were only 9 failures in ss in my class, and out of these 9 pple, 4 of them are sitting in our row. and they: me, drey, cindy and shan. cool rite. maybe not so. and for hell reasons, she always notices me whenever i tok. and she'll lyke start yelling and stuff. and i was lyke slping in her lessons initially, den in end i pretended to be awake by jus starring blankly at her.

miss yeo: bella ah! u have a veri bad attitude 2wards ur studies. if you carry on lyke tt, you'll be the one suffering.
me: orh. orh.
miss yeo: you have the potential, but you jus dun wanna maximise it.
me: rolls eyes. and i was thinking, you dun need to tell me tt i have the potential, to make me study.

to jerine and terkey: hey. if you guys are serious abt logging into whizlearn at 6.00a.m sharp to register for the aesthetic shit thing, can shun pian help me and drey to register for the music one.

i dunno which one to take leh. sumewad tt virtual thing quite fun, cos there's digital photography. budden other than tt, i'm not even interested in tt stitching thing tt makes pple feel absolutely giddy. luckily tanger mentioned tt the stomp thing its not those modern street dance. if not after tt, i goondy goondy go and join. i guess i'll go for tt stoopid keyboard thing. cos its music, and it interests me more than those giidy stuff.

okei. got back a.maths and e.maths paper and eng 2dae. did realli badly again, as usual. failed my a.maths, got only 12 out of 40. but i passed my maths! yay! to think i was lyke so worried abt passing it. got 32/50 for it. so damn scarry man. tt tanger has realli got a damn good memory. when we were going thru the papers, she suddenly shouted:

miss tang: bella! can you pls learn to put ur equals signs, instead of jus writing lines after lines.
me: huh?! but i got write wad.
miss tang: okei. so maybe its ur a.maths! pls, learn to write ur equals signs, and not lines after lines.

it almost scarred the pee outta me man. i was lyke so erected when she suddenly called out my name! whew. and i think she was quite angry with our class for i think our marks. and she kept on nagging and nagging non-stop as she went thru the corrections. and all her wadever crap believes. wad a believer. but anyway, she's still nice. maybe.

a veri lame joke of the day.
me: eh. miss chionh legs veri big lyke elephant hor.
ghislaine: isit. they look as if they're swollen all year round.
me: eh. miss tang's skin veri white and smooth. budden got alot of those veins.
ghislaine:yah. when i told my mom, she taught tt miss tang was pregnant!

hahahahah! so damn comical man tt ghislaine. well, feel entertained.

siao liao lah! i'm so dead man! -sighs- i failed my physics badly, and i've got copy chapters again. and its more intense now. its 3 chapters! wtf! okei. so i got only 30, when i realli did study for my this common test. wad is this, and i passed my chem when i clear forgotten to bring the book home. so does this mean, studying ain't my way of passing tests.

this is so sick. and so wad if i passed my chem, i got lyke only 13 outta 25. though there was lyke only 14 passes in my class and only 4 girls who passes outta the 14. overall i still failed science. for once, i'm feeling worried failing. cos i think i'm gonna fail many other subjects too. i'm not confident at all of passing all my other subs. -sighs- maybe other than lit. though i'm always failing lit too, but at least i feel good failing lit.

woah man. i realli dunno how to tell my parents man. i think my mom sure k.p one. budden i've got only myself to blame for all this. i guess i realli have to place my faith in God, and to trust tt he'll bring me thru all tt's to come in the following days. hopefully, everything turns out betta.

hopefully, and prayerfully.