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Wednesday, July 26, 2006

dreadfulness

just finished doing up the room in anticipation of my grandmama who's landing in Singapore tomorrow evening.

and guiltily, I admit that I'm dreading her landing. Not that I don't love my grandmama, but I'm just afraid that her stay with us will mess up my current lifestyle.

what a shity granddaughter huh? I don't know for sure why this mixed emotions too. hmms.

YEA going to Planet Shakers' concert on 11 Aug with Bellalala & Co. (= damn well glad 'bout it!

CARYN: you little fuckerette. WHERE'D YOU GO? I MISS YOU SO. better date me soon and very soon before I go down to NP and hunt down your scurry little ass. ;)

hmm. i feel that i'm bloggin' just 'cos i was in a not-so-good mood today but yet i don't know what to type type type.

Just to recount?

I met my least favourite couple this morning in the MRT and it was really SICK seeing them so lovey-dovey whee whee. It seemed so damn deliberate and URGH. I really don't like them. Especially when she keeps giving me that "look-at-me-I-won-him" face ever since she got the impression I've got something for him. Always trust a girl who stole boyfriends to continue the habit and think of every other girl as an enemy to fight off i guess. Conclusion ? YUCKS to them.

BUT anyway, the rest of the day was alright with the company of my darling Fizahahaha. Yeap she's the one that always go around the school hunting down eye candies with me. And not to mention that I ALWAYS manage to catch her in her most unglam moments. RIGHT FIZAH? haha.


Anyway, back to my Grandmama. GOD BLESS ME PLEASE, amen.

10:14 pm


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Sunday, July 23, 2006

irritating shit

was with bellalalala in town just now, (I MISSED YOU SO MUCH!), and we were talking 'bout "you-know". haahas. ok, to admit, i don't feel the leaset guilty for talking 'bout her, 'cos thats the way she simply is, but we still do love her. hahaas. spastic i know. contradicting myself - something i love to do.

well there was more to go, while sipping Bellalala's "HATES IT!" carrot juice. She always treats us as the 2nd tier of dates doesn't she? DAMN. but she's still a darling.

TERKEY LOOK HERE! I miss you but I hate you. You know that doncha fucktard? (=

2:07 am


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Monday, July 17, 2006

fuckers exist, life goes on,

Before I do continue, I need to get my SOP done :
" damn YOU fucker, DAMN YOU! fucking arroganter Bastard. please simply fuck off and die, mother fucker, DIE! "


OK, with that out, I can finally rant without choking my fingers on typing too much vulgarites.
I got teamed with Chris (yes the same fucker you met a few entries ago), AND the situation was even worse with me being 30 mins late. Naturally when you're late, you would take some time to settle in and blend into the team's pace yes? WELL this fucker over here was throwing pails and pails of ice water on me :

Me : Eh what's going on huh? Can someone explain the situation and tell me what to do?

Chris : Aiya Crystal, you this type of brain tell you also no point la.

Me : So how do you fucking expect me to do my stuff?

June/Fazillah : Eh cool it man, we're actually doing ...(blah blah blah)...


This is only ROUND 1. (there will be more infuriating moments)

I tried to brush it aside and told myself that, "Hey, maybe I should just ignore him and try to OMMMM (palms together) for the rest of the day and maybe bullets won't fly?" I later realised, TOO NAIVE. There was yet more to come.

I finally settled a little after 5 mins and WHAM, came this shit:

Me: OH! I think I'm finally getting this shit, so given this situation, how do you work out this data over here?


June: Well, you just take ...( and was cut off )..


Chris: WA LAO EH, you so damn fucking stupid explain also no use la, fucking DUMB lor!


Me : I didn't ask you right? And can you just at least fucking shut up? At least let me TRY la!


MY GOD. I swear i would have stabbed his eyeball if I only had a sharp object. PLUS the worst thing is round after round you try to calm yourself but round after round you get slapped in the face. BUT being as "Godly" as I TRY, I once again attempted to PEACE OUT.

After which another fucked up incident happened and I simply threw the words there and walked out of my class.
DAMN man, I have a not too small ego to take care of, and it can only go so low. I quit. No point being the only one there trying to make things work here.


It occured to me as I was going home, about how Chris used to mention that he lived alone since primary school days? Well it striked me that as pitiful as some people may seem to you, they can be the same amount if not more fucked up.

Well i'm not saying this out of fury you know. Think about it, isn't there at least one person that you know who is rather pitiful but they might be like, damn irritating, egoistic, etc.? Maybe its their lack of self-confidence in which some try to cover up by being doublely egoistic, and others, insecurities probably? When they eventually piss everyone off and people start turning away, they fall back into self-pitying, thinking to themselves, "
Am I not pitiful enough? Now that they turn away I am all alone again.. Why am i SO pitiful? Why me God? WHY~~" ( before I get carried away,) Isn't this like, a vicious cycle they never jump out of? GEE. Maybe thats why there are so many social workers around?

3:14 pm


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