omg its been suchhhh a looong time.
till ive forgotten everythign that i wanna blog abot.
pfft.
so whats been going on .
there was tim's birthday, finally.
first the class bought him andt he other nov babies a cake.
then the next day after his rugby match yet another chocolate cake (and whipped cream)
and the third day on our dinner plans yet another cake,
this time mango la.
dinner was, nice.
it was felix and myself from driving first.
(that boy got sooo angry coz we missed our busstop and had to walk back)
then rachel and tim came from school.
naomi couldnt make it in the end coz of that stupid hockey ball!! :(
eugene came late, pan didnt.
dinner at indochine then drinking by the river.
china man is our favourite man.
cabbed home to project datelines inching closer.
then it was the project cramping days.
monday and tuesday then presentations and everytime was over (till the term test)
but yeah. relief!
then tuesday last minute pansters called to go to attica.
wah thanks.
never got ready so fast ever.
and of all the days to ask me out, was the day i spent $500 at shopping.
and then blew another what, $20 on cab there.
but i'm glad i went. it was fun.
it was with pan, timo, eugene and a whole lot of other people i didnt know.
zach was there, long time no see, wilson aka dj funky monkey also.
(he carried a bomb bag there i swear!)
carefree fun, and vindictive highs i got from saboing people to drink.
pan say he send me home,
end up i send him and this other guy home.
$41 cab ah!
sleep till next day woke up just in time for driving.
my tp is BOOKED!
26th febauray. hopefully no paper.
friday saturday sunday there was the all schools tornament.
at first i was abit the reluctant to play,
especially after knowing a little more then i should,
though my gut feeling was already right.
but i'm fine, i'm doing this for myself.
i dont have to pretend i respect certain people when i've already lost it.
i still hold integrity for whatever i do or say because i had good intentions,
it didnt come with intention of revenge, bully, mockery, condesending attitudes, pride or for anything so selfishly vindictive and purposeful.
so the way people have twisted it out to be bad news is just ugliness of attitudes on their part.
you don't see me giving up in the way you expect me to do you?
say it in front of my face if you have that much respect for yourself, no need for me.
if i say this or not, it wont change wagging tongues.
its just so hypocritical.
would i have done the same to you (all) ?
anyways, i never felt more involved in a game before.
like only being an unsure supporter. this time, i tried to step up.
to give them something to talk about once again .
defence still needs work. but attck when it came to UWC day2, i felt like solid rock.
to pressure their defence line back and back as i ran through as dummy half,
to fake the girl who shot up on defence and broke through. small small steps that felt oh so good.
too bad i run slow, and i still and probabely always will. LOL .
thats why i need to much my teamates to finish off for me,
like nurul or azlina, or haha.
my day3 best game was the friendlies with the south african girls.
weee! 3 break throughs. 2 as dummy halves. shiokness i swear.
still lots more work to do. so again, its just a first step.
anyway ist not as if i can work alone on it.
these 3 days also brought me a tad bit closer to the girls.
at least now they have conversations with me,
versus the we'll-do-our-own thing-and-talk-among-ourselves thing.
so yeah.
and shimomo!
from the not telling me a slimmy lizard snake like thing crawled under the mat when i was sleeping.
to the shit trips i made to the port-a-loo. to the word search.
to the angel wing's pictures and the pressing of elmo's nose.
and the surprise SUDOKU BOOK!!
i couldnt love you more sweetems.
and a few girls who i was a lil closer to and want to know more a times goes.
nicole claire the lousy photographer/camwhore. liting the elmo.
i just need to find a common ground.
for now, i'll just wollow in misery that i'm half indian with flushed pink cheeks and a dried prune nose.
sunkissed i'd say.
bobby came over for abit.
that boy dont get any stubborn-er i swear.
but nothing he can help.
oh well, feel better alrights?
(you owe me ben adn jerrys and rambutans!)
the south african girls were a different bunch as last year.
different school. the girls we got clsoe to last year was harrold chrissy's school.
i miss them sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much.
oh well. then then then
when me and shimo was walking our way out of turf city past the south africa's tent,
they got so excited in wanting a picture.
at first just with one of the guy whom they fished out from the back of the tent.
who was effking gorgeous BTFW!
him me and shims, then another guy who kept holding tight onto my shoulders.
then suddenly people started joining the photos and seperated me from mr gorgeous!
wah thanks.
nvm. at least still got that overly friendly guy next to me.
but i love these people, their so warm.
they kept calling us sisters.
then i proposed a jersey swap. but they seemed reluctant.
so its ok, i we continued our way out.
so i said bye to them with hugs.
"bye nure" and her face lit up.
"OMG u remembered my name! SHE REMEMBERED MY NAME!!"
she then gave me the tightest ass hug ever.
so sweet. and that was goodbye.
till 3 of them ran after me, and giving me a jersey with my number on it.
and a handshake, a hug kiss and final goodbye.
i miss them already.
photos soon!!
today accounts test and its so, stupid. whatever.
i hate ms quah.
i hate my account balance.
ok im rushing can u tell.
naomi's nagging me off.
should i get the LG chocolate phone i quite want?
i hope i get lucky
stirke lottery and win lots of contests with cars as their grand prize.
to simpangs later?
kite flying and steamboat tmr!
then wednesday ladies night pls.
relax till the school madness starts sooner then we all know.
im not excited to xmas.
it always reminds me of the epiphimy of that xmas eve.
im over it, but its a haunting dream that scars me.
i hate ms quah.
i hate my account balance.
ok im rushing can u tell.
naomi's nagging me off.
ok bye.
perhaps i could say i'm back at sqaure-confused-one.
but theres nothing i can do about it.
nothing that i WILL do about it.
id say i'd wait around for something to happen,
though i'm prepared for it not to.
i wish i could read minds sometimes.
my love.
