stillettos to kill the mofo

My computer's slow. I woke up and i was like, I WANT PEACHES. Not fruit peaches, but singer Peaches! I should go buy her album, teaches of the peaches. She has like super cute songs like, I U She. I like the Fuck the pain away cos of the angst. I always appreciate song with good bass lines. I like bass!



What else is in the teaches of peaches?
Like sex on the beaches.

OMG MY SUPER CUTE COUSIN IS IN MY HOUSE! xD
I'M GONNA DIE, HE'S SO CUTE! UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

dancing with masculinity.

have i ever said that i find mike bryan and bob bryan cute?! and have i ever said that i find chow yun fatt and ken watanabe extremely hot! :D ok i'm quite gross. anyway i wanted to blog bout something but i can't remember what, hmmm. when i remember maybe i'll put it down here. And Anna and the king or whatever the show is, is super touching.

burst the boombox.

I'm annoyed with someone. Like really, she's too much in leading someone on without having the intention whatsoever to be with the person. It truly hurts. One day she should get lead on, maybe then she'd realize.

sow some discord, reap a unharmonious community.

I was looking at my friendster photos and Sylvia's. I miss the 50dollar gang. I miss being in that class although we were together for a year we were already so tight in the beginning. I really miss all the laughs, the times we would share a joke laugh it all out so hard then our stomachs hurt so much. I still can remember EFL, when we were all like dont want to go dont want to go! but we ended up having the time of our life there! except for most who didn't go. I miss you all so much. so very much, being there for me all the time when i broke down. 2005 was a very hard year for me to go through and i dont want to go through it again.

i smell popcorn, the post before was lame and retarded. I blog for the sake of blogging. the popcorn smells so good! :D so buttery, ahhh the buttery goodness! :D Liwei's birthday's coming up as well! ahya. i'm so shit headed. sort off. I messaged someone and she called people shitheads. who was it huh?? hmmm. AH! natalie chong. I'm bored bored bored. hyenas are pathetic quoted from tanya.

I'm bored, super super bored. although i have 2 people talking to me. I'm stil bored. HMMM. nuts. nuts nuts. KISS MY LEFT NUT. ahh, i miss bryan! :(

the organ

Baby, grab that gun. Pull the trigger, don't falter just hold on. You decide how i die. You still take me so supa fly.

You make choices, how many times have you made the right choice? When made the wrong choice what did you do to correct it? In what way whatsoever would you use to counter the problem and make it work for you in the end? If you were in my shoes, would you choose what you've always been vying for or would you go with something that just comes along the way? Would you choose either? It's not a win-win situation. It's a risk, not calculated. There's no desired outcome to either choice. How would you cope if you had to choose one?

I need time, i'm confused, i'm unsure.
I really wish you were my friend, talk to me.
Maybe i could let you see what you're missing out on.
it's a definite constant craving.

Be weary, be very weary.

You know, i spilt water over my keyboard and i was so frantic and simone didn't believe me. So whatever deary!
Anyway, school today was really awkward imo. I went to school and i felt really awkward. Whatever i did i felt really awkward, i went to chinese at 2nd period and i bumped into her into the toilet and she talked to me and i didn't reply she was like, fine dont talk to me. Then i replied. I sent her a message during assembly she didn't reply but when we went to get our bags i saw her and she was like, you very bored huh! It's really awkward. Hmmm... Awkward. I wonder did she eat the kit kat.
I'm excited, my competition is gonna start soon! And i'm gonna get detention on the day i've competition. Brilliant i say! Brilliant! I'm not ready for the tournament and there isn't even any training maybe a impromptu one on thursday, vut i'm far too lazy to go to Bishan. I wonder how i can even play if i'm lazy. :)
Softball tournament's coming up as well, i'm gonna just skip so many classes and be left behind again. I need something to keep me focused, i'm not sure what it is but i need it. I hope it comes soon.
Btw, i think my retaining has been a blessing in disguise in one way or another.

Tooodles folks, i'll blog later. Tuition at 7, I dread.

Fuck the pain away, Peaches.

I'm really really really very tired. I'd do everything to not go to school ok! I'm very confused now i need to go to school to really understand what it is. I've got a shitload on me. Not real shit that is and i've got big money woes.

Peaches, i like peaches she's a good singer well not exactly but i like the music the rhythm and everything. She creates everything! She's a 1 woman band!
Merrill Nisker (born 1968 in Toronto), better known as Peaches, is a female electroclash artist. Her songs are mainly concerned with sex. She lives and works in Berlin. She plays almost all the instruments for her songs, programs her own electronic beats, and produces her records.
Her songs have been featured in movies such as Mean Girls, My Little Eye, and Lost in Translation. Her music has also been featured on Showtime's The L Word television series. Peaches performed guest vocals on Pink's album Try This, on the song "Oh My God".
Her latest album, Fatherfucker is a comment on feminine sexuality in pop culture. Some say her songs are meant to shock and confuse the listener. Songs like "Shake Yer Dix" and "Stuff Me Up" contain lyrics typical of her sexually explicit writing.
She used to be an elementary school teacher before her career in music

shocking, her but i still like her! :D

My muse.

I'M TIRED. bored and i really really dont want to go to school, i have to hand up bio f&n and geography homework or there would be detention! NONONONONO! But my mum's like, must go must go MUST GO. I'm super tired. Actually, no i'm not tired i'm hungry. I haven't eaten since 3. :( must go on! I just saw my friendster photos. I'm really sad my long long long hair is gone. and i've such orbeeet short hair. AND THE WHITE HAIR'S LIKE GROWING OUT! ahya, this is a random post. Oh yes i must add one thing, I think David Nalbandian is damn hot! he's so macho! :D ahhhh... i'm gonna faint. :D

with slits as eyes.

Die die die i say!
go now and never come to back!
go that way!
or i swear when you come back,
you will be hacked.

You left me, cold.

Hello, i went to do 2 compatibility test.

Daniela Hantuchova

Physical 6%

Emotional 100%

Intellectual 100%

Total 69%

hhaha! so sad la, the physical part. boooo!

Anastasia Myskina

Physical 99%

Emotional 43%

Intellectual 84%

Total 76%

and i needed that 99% physical. Hahaha. unfated la. Laugh out loud you asses! :D

alright, i was wondering in school. at bout 1pm. I thought to myself, what would anastasia myskina and daniela hantuchova be doing now. I mean, we are all people living now and and at the time i'm doing something they are doing something but it's a different time, so in other words i just wondered. How come i never thought of that. well. i think i'm nuts. BYE NUTTERS!

a little bit of discomfort.

ok, check this photo out. Found it at www.wtaworld.com Look what a fellow forum member says,
"This is funny. I said somewhere else that i ssupected Maria S. and Maria K. were getting it on. In fact for a while i thought maria was into girls. No-one believed me. I still i don't think anyone will, even though she comes across as having a masculine/strong persona [and broadshoudlers]. [Maria K. was the secret person she didn't want to mention after she won Wimby]Well, her is proof. Secret glances at someone who has be dabbed a babe. The perverted fire in her eyes, salivating and dreaming. Eager to touch. She didn't play that well in the match and now you know why.
Concentrated hard or Daniela's non existent boobs and rear, and not on balls."
Alright, pretty wordy but just check it out la. it's quite hilarious you know. I didn't edit this at all, i want to play tennis! :D


And this photo is the one where i was talking bout daniela gonna remove her shots. I'm so pervy. BUT SHE'S SO HOT! i can't help it! :D

you were my biggest mistake.

I have a stagnant blog. As in the movement in and out of this blog is stagnant, but i post rather regular. first of all, i blog just now and now i'm blogging again. I blogged about a match la nuts! I like blogging, It's an avenue to express my feelings and thoughts. Anyway, I came to blog again because i wanted to say that ( points to the title ) I have a test for accounts and geography tomorrow, i just realized that when i read geraldlyn's blog. I'm really lazy to put up links. But if i put up i'll put just a few.

she wus robbed yo!

I was watching the Daniela VS Maria match at about 4.40ish, it started around then. Then at
5-4, 30-40 to Sharapova, Sharapova hit a 4 inch wide serve. She was given an ace! The umpire did not over rule as she said Hantuchova was blocking the view when she was clearly out of the way of the line judge and the umpire. Hantuchova lost the first set, 6-4. The second set, at about 2-2, Daniela was stretching her quad muscles, not feeling too well. She still took the game to lead 3-2. At then she called for a trainer to assess the damage. She was taken off for treatment. ( they took her to the back cos, they needed to take her shorts off. i totally knew that when they said it was her inner thighs when she injured, she returned with her thigh wrapped her shorts covering. SHE STRIPPED HER SHORTS! kinky, she and the trainer ;] heh! ) She continue to play, she lost the next to game to 4-3, and won the next game 4-4 and lost the next to game to allow Sharapova to serve for the match, Sharapova had triple match point, but Daniela worked her way to 30-40 with 2 beautiful winners but in the losing by an unforced error to the higher part of the net.

MY EYECANDY/CRUSH IS THE CUTEST DAMN THING IN THE WORLD!

i want to play sims, but i want to read fanfiction. damn damn, i want to sleep too. i'm having prata in the morning :D near toh yi drive! :D :D

AO IN FULL SWING

You know what, i'm nearing my 2 hundreth post on this blog. I've beeen addicted to blogging for a long long time. since 2003 when jaryne first intro-ed it to me and i've made over 500 posts! :D my blogskin is kinda weird. But i just want to get into the Australian Open mood! the first week is coming to the end with many shocking exits and shocking return ( mainly martina hingis ) i want to message natalie chong. haha. she's so long! wait, that's out of point. The next AO match i'm really looking forward to would be Daniela Hantuchova against Maria Sharapova, I hope Sharapova cannot tahan the heat then collapse and lose! Dani frigging beat Serena Williams and deserves every bit the best players does in qualifying for the finals. AND Anastasia Myskina against Patty Schnyder. I hope nastya can really do something about Patty Schynder she looks so annoying, she looks like 22-23 and she's frigging 30+ MY GOD! and she's constantly under the sun. why can't i be as pretty as her. ugh ugh. Btw today i went for training, it was so good! i felt so fresh. I haven't trained as hard as that for a really long time, even softball couldn't have a better training than that! I really liked the physical, then again i think i'm nuts. Saw the wong shoon keat girl, she looks like this cedar badminton player. forgot her name I think sarah la. HAHAHA.

This morning i woke up thinking about what Tanya told me. She said, when Miss Seah gives birth she's not gonna teach anymore. It had me thinking for awhile, what would happen if she left? What would i do? Why must she leave? I think i'm scaring myself. But if Miss Seah i'll be the most neurotic person in the world.

i'm in a dilemna. I've got this $50 voucher and i don't know if i should use it, or keep it. It's like $50 and i need $50 to pay back 10million and 1 people now! But it's got some sort of bond/connection with me. ok maybe not me but someone else. WAIT. i'm blabbering. i'm confused and i need a new template. Why am i always so screwed. fuck.

The Raven, by Edgar Allen Poe.

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping,suddenly there came a tapping,
As of someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
" 'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door;
Only this, and nothing more."
Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow; vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow, sorrow for the lost Lenore,.
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore,
Nameless here forevermore.
And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
Thrilled me---filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating,
" 'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door,
Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door.
This it is, and nothing more."
Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
"Sir," said I, "or madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;
But the fact is, I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,
And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,
That I scarce was sure I heard you." Here I opened wide the door;---
Darkness there, and nothing more.
Deep into the darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortals ever dared to dream before;
But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token,
And the only word there spoken was the whispered word,
Lenore, This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word,
"Lenore!" Merely this, and nothing more.
Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,
Soon again I heard a tapping, something louder than before,
"Surely," said I, "surely, that is something at my window lattice.
Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore.
Let my heart be still a moment, and this mystery explore.
" 'Tis the wind, and nothing more."
Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,
In there stepped a stately raven, of the saintly days of yore.
Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he;
But with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door.
Perched upon a bust of Pallas, just above my chamber door,
Perched, and sat, and nothing more.
Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,
"Though thy crest be shorn and shaven thou," I said, "art sure no craven,
Ghastly, grim, and ancient raven, wandering from the nightly shore.
Tell me what the lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore."
Quoth the raven, "Nevermore."
Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly,
Though its answer little meaning, little relevancy bore;
For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being
Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door,
Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door,
With such name as "Nevermore."
But the raven, sitting lonely on that placid bust, spoke only
That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.
Nothing further then he uttered; not a feather then he fluttered;
Till I scarcely more than muttered, "Other friends have flown before;
On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before."
Then the bird said, "Nevermore."
Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken,
"Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store,
Caught from some unhappy master, whom unmerciful disaster
Followed fast and followed faster, till his songs one burden bore,---
Till the dirges of his hope that melancholy burden bore
Of "Never---nevermore."
But the raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling,
Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird, and bust and door;
Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking
Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore --
What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt and ominous bird of yore
Meant in croaking "Nevermore."
Thus I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing
To the fowl, whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core;
This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining
On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamplight gloated o'er,
But whose velvet violet lining with the lamplight gloating o'er
She shall press, ah, nevermore!
Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer
Swung by seraphim whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor.
"Wretch," I cried, "thy God hath lent thee -- by these angels he hath
Sent thee respite---respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore!
Quaff, O quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore!"
Quoth the raven, "Nevermore!"
"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil!--prophet still, if bird or devil!
Whether tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore,
Desolate, yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted--
On this home by horror haunted--tell me truly, I implore:
Is there--is there balm in Gilead?--tell me--tell me I implore!"
Quoth the raven, "Nevermore."
"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil--prophet still, if bird or devil!
By that heaven that bends above us--by that God we both adore--
Tell this soul with sorrow laden, if, within the distant Aidenn,
It shall clasp a sainted maiden, whom the angels name Lenore---
Clasp a rare and radiant maiden, whom the angels name Lenore?
Quoth the raven, "Nevermore."
"Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!" I shrieked, upstarting--
"Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore!
Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
Leave my loneliness unbroken! -- quit the bust above my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!"
Quoth the raven, "Nevermore."
And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming.
And the lamplight o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted---nevermore!

?EHEH?

i wanted to write something sensible, but i forgot what i wanted to write. So... HO HUMS! MISS SEAH'S DAMN COOL! JOY TO THE WORLD! SMOKE WEED DIE YOUNG! TO HELL AND BACK TO ALL YOU MORONS. I WISH YOU FUCKING DIE TO THAT CUNTFACE, love you still though.

Explain, what does courage mean to you?
This is courage.

My new english teacher Mr. Ng was talking our class about an 'O' Level topic for an english composition. He told us the topic and he told us about an 'O' Level candidate who wrote that 3 words. With that he/she acheived an A1! Amazing isn't it! I was hoping to write something more serious, but i couldn't remember what i was gonna write. Anyhow, My new year's resolution is to have MANY MANY eyecandies and get over that 1 person. :D

My only consolation.

It's official. School sucks. SUCKS! Fucked up. I thought when i retained i could have some sort of a consolation to have Miss Seah/Mrs. Lok ( i prefer miss seah tho. ;D ) for geography. Fucking hell i got michelle chua la. i was so upset i ended up crying. The only teacher that i actually like is Mrs. Wong. I was sort of unhappy through out the afternoon. When i was at training, i saw Miss Seah! :D :D :D :D so sort of talked to her. She asked me why was i so gloomy or moody or something like that, i was like cos i dont have you as my geography teacher, she just laughed ok! I almost cried! Then continue to whack balls. ( HAHA ) Then she came again so talked to her again. Then i told her that she was like the only happy thing i had last year or this year when i was supposed to say that i thought i could have her for geography as a consolation for retaining, cat got my tongue and i blabbered rubbish. She must have thought i was nuts! Talked to her a bit. She asked if i were ok, if i still did all those silly things. I never told her or well never showed her outright or anything for that matter. Teachers really gossip, OH! and students i also never told knew that i did that thing to myself and thought i tried to kill myself, i won't kill myself like that btw. Yeah. I really like Miss Seah ok! She's 4 months pregnant, that means last time when we asked her she bluffed us! or maybe she still didnt know! You get what i mean right. Right, anyway i wanna read Harry Potter although i like Hermione best! :D

oompa loompa must soompah!

Truthfully, i'm not adapting well to school. I don't like school anymore, i prolly brought it upon myself. I don't have my friends anymore. I have friends but not my best friends. It's very sad and my class is like so ugh. My teachers are also quite ugh. Fine teacher, Mdm Lim that is. Annoying fuck. I wonder do teachers still read blogs? eh it doesn't really matter to me though.
Much love, out.

Hello, today was the first day of school. It was quite fun yet different. I was in a different class, a class that i did not enjoy being in so much. I wonder how am i going to survive for another 30months. On a different note, i have A LOT of homework and 1000 word chinese compo describing myself and a summary on chapter1 of biology which i feel that i don't have to do cos i already know. ( then again, if i knew why would i be where i am now. ) It's pretty stressful being in this new class. It's only the first day and i've already have so much on my mind. I'm sort of a pessimist, but this won't do. How am i going to survive; Ignorance is bliss. My first attempt was sort of good but it wasn't even ignoring, it was more of running away. Any i'm quite sad and i lead a tragic life and actually, i'm not doing too great about retaining it hasn't even sunk in after so long.

Thanks for the note.
Thanks for returning the present.
I think it's a sign.
This is my turning point.