Faster Kill Pussycat is i.
buddha is ashley.
buddha says:
hummmmmmmmmm
buddha says:
pls do not hate, my child
Faster kill pussycat says:
yes.
buddha says:
for hate only generates hate
Faster kill pussycat says:
but i hate.
buddha says:
and when u hate then u're bound to get irate
Faster kill pussycat says:
tsk.
buddha says:
badness is what we demonstrate
buddha says:
and thats exactly how anger works and operates
buddha says:
TAKE CONTROL OF YOUR MIND AND MEDITATE
so intellectual dear.
hello again sunday.
monday spells school and so does the next four years.
the weekend downed a little alcohol and wacked company.
i don't understand how i knocked down a glass of beer, breaking it and then knocking the cosmopolitan down later.
talk about clutsy.
I GOT A FREE BEER FOR KNOCKING THE PREVIOUS ONE DOWN LAH!
the last weekdays were a little draggy and lacked more than a little sleep.
this week promises to have more naps and worst, longer hours at school.
more birthdays, more spending and more complications.
fact:
lizards communicate by doing push-ups.
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i very likey.
"how come every time you come around,
my london, london bridge want to go down like,
london, london, london wanna go down like,
london, london, london we going down like…"
today was just spastic.
i was late for school or at least i thought so.
until i reached and only to find out there were no classes.
so christine and i decided to walk over to macdonalds for our craving, breakfast.
i bus-ed down to raffles city to hang around until i meet the girls for dinner and drinks in the evening.
whilst so, i got my nails painted a maraschino red.
and don't get me started on the **** workmanship.
soon enough, i was aimless and decided to bus home, nap and head out in the evening.
i had fried mars bars for both dinner and lunch.
TELL ME THE UNHEALTHINESS.
okay, then comes the reasonable drinking at chijmes.
THE DRINKS WERE 50% OFF AND ALL NIGHT LONG.
already, the drinks were reasonable and with the half-cut price, it was dirt cheap.
so drinkdrinkdrink lah.
i blindly walked into the gents, taking my time to tie my hair when two white men walked in.
so when they barged in, i exchanged an angry look, thinking they had walked in on me.
UNTIL I SAW URINALS, i said my sorries and fled.
whilst disappearing, one of them grabbed my arm and said:"since you're already here, might as well come into the cubicle with me, haha."
i was shocked as hell, tore myself from him and left.
GUYS HONESTLY AMAZE ME.
alac surprised me tonight.
a word: confused.
a fact: penguins have an organ above their eyes that converts seawater to freshwater.
despite having to get up early in the morning because i take an hour to travel and another hour to get ready, school dismisses really early.
(relatively this week and every monday through wednesday from next week forward)
so christine and i have been window shopping after school, and we bought a few knick-knacks.
i got my mum this 4cm doll, also known as "grow a new husband", since my daddy is far opposite from what is stated on the packet.
apparently the doll possesses these qualites:
1. he won't get fat.
2. he doesn't fart in bed.
3. he loves "chick flicks".
4. he keeps his opinions to himself.
5. he doesn't leave the toilet seat up.
6. he doesn't dress a slob.
immerse your new husband into a glass of water and after 72 hours of drowning, you'll see it grows 600% it's size.
& christine got herself a diamond ring.
alright, it's gabriel time.
i'll leave you with a snapple fact:
termites eat through wood 2 times faster when listening to rock music.
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after all we've been through, ALL.
xoxo.
hello cupcakes, school's started this week although it's still stoned at orientation week.
alot of talktalktalking and i end up napnapnapping.
i am having this love/hate feeling with the timetable with mondays to wednesdays ending really early (the latest is two), thursdays and fridays are never-ending (say six).
obvious, it would make zoukmambo impossible to make way for.
(this is emotional)
i can finally understand neng's plight, now that i have equally lengthy school days.
after school, i met jol for talk.
the bad/stale/stuffy weather was already a booboo.
then the bus had to break down and with that, i witnessed a handful of typical singaporeans.
when a bus breaks down and smoke fills the insides of the bus, common sense would tell you to alight.
but to this handful, it seemed that if they were to escape the smoke and tap their ez-links, it would've been a waste of money for that short journey they were on.
then shout in mandarin across the bus.
(why not speak a little louder, holland road couldn't hear you)
tell me, your life or a bus ride fare (a dollar plus?)
seemed to me they were enjoying the smoke (:
GOODNESS GRACIOUS ME, stop complaining about the hazy smells of the smoke and your ez-links and get off the fucking bus.
there would be other buses to come, they do not go extinct.
besides, when a bus breaks down, you'd be given a complimentary ticket for the next ride to as far as you'd like.
TYPICAL SINGAPOREANS.
national geographic and chai investigate the life of bound feet women.
i hardly or never watch the national geographic channel but this documentary is a learner.
i'm sure you knew that binding feet was a thing of the past, but besides the deformity it had on their little tiny feet, it had sexual benefits to men?
(MEN AND SEXUALITY, TSKTSK)
by the time a girl turned three years old, all her toes but the first were broken, and her feet were bound tightly with cloth strips to keep her feet from growing larger than 10 cm.
footbinding is condemned by supporters of the "natural" foot because "it kept women in a hobbled and subservient domestic state; second, it rendered them sex objects to satisfy certain perverted erotic fantasies of men.
(I SWEAR, MEN AND THEIR FUCKED FANTASIES OF WOMEN)
her swaying walk attracted male attention.
when the footbound woman went walking, the lower part of her body was in a state of tension and caused the skin and flesh of her legs and also the skin and flesh of her vagina to become tighter.
her buttocks, as a result of walking, became larger and more attractive sexually to the male.
(MEN NEVER FAIL TO AMAZE ME)
i guess the thing of the present is boob-binding.
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an old school portrait of my father's family.
(L-R: my father, my uncle, my aunt, my grandma and grandpa)
i think my aunt looks like the girl from scooby doo, my dad looks naughty and my uncle's a nerd.
regards to my last entry, i know the video is blocking the links.
but who gives a flying vodka-jelly, it's Dr George O'Malley in the snippet.
yesterday, i dragged myself under the scorching morning sun to school for orientation.
i think i wasted an hour to get ready, 2 hours of bus ride to and fro, 2 hours of sitting in the auditorium listening to a speech i could've found written in black and white and other inbetween minutes of doing absolute fuck.
and all that to come home to find myself rather drowsy from the heat and lack of sleep.
so i cat-napped for 4 hours before heading to zouk.
zouk was a-okay.
today, i hard-rocked and played a fortune telling game that i hope is all trustworthy.
and tomorrow, i'll be dreading the next week when school officially starts.
"i'm not the kind of girl to complicate the past
i want a love that will last."
BECAUSE I LOVE GREYS ANATOMY
it is NOT some dirty girls-showering-together scene.
watch and shut up.
(and i quote)
george,
you're the strongest, most masculine man i've ever known.
you're smarter than me and you've got really great hair.
i'm in love with you george, i always have been and i will always will be.
DID YOU KNOW EMO BOYS KISS (boy to boy) TO SHOW THEIR EMO SIDE?
(only applies to emo boys outside of singapore)
note to ashley:
stop sending any tom, dick and harry home.
send clara home.
HAHA.
i leave you with two words of the day.
bon ton: the height of the fashion; fashionable society.
scuttlebutt: gossip; rumor
today, my sister had her graduation photoshoot.
the backdrop of the photoshoot didn't entirely suit the sister.
it had this "library" look, with wooden books on shelves.
SO NOT MY SISTER?
i got my ear pierced this afternoon because there was nothing to do.
i'm too plain, too plain but now very pain.
OKAY, I'M GOOD WITH TATTOOS BUT NOT PIERCINGS.
koh samui with bert&serene&rachel&david.
BUT I LACK THE MOOLAH, help?
seriously i need moolah help as bad as bad gets.
I WANT EVERY SEASON, EVERY EPISODE OF GREYS ANATOMY PLEASE?
iwantiwantiwant.
ALL THIS MAKES ME WANT TO CRY LAH, NO REALLY
friday's tak glam gathering, no make-up and four relatively smart people.
(HAHAHAHA, including me even though i wasn't from acjc)
(david, i, rachel and bert)
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hello lazy sunday.
saturday didn't feel like itself.
monday, tuesday, wednesday, thursday and friday will promise to be awesome.
because it's my last week.
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SHIOK LAH, must listen (:
last evening, it was david&bert impromtu gathering for the night.
bert came by within 15 minutes to get me, i wore what claimed to be pyjamas by david and left home with my face au'natural.
tak glam it was, i never had so much laughs.
(Bertrand being bertrand, Passionfruit to eat is yours truly and javid dwok. is the nerd David)
Bertrand says:
hi
Passionfruit to eat says:
hi.
Bertrand. says:
how r u
Passionfruit to eat says:
hahahahah!
Passionfruit to eat says:
i'm good.
Bertrand. says:
a/s/l
Passionfruit to eat says:
19/f/west
Passionfruit to eat says:
you?
Bertrand. says:
25/m/central/rich/tall/dark/handsome/urdream boy
(WHAT A JOKE, BERTRAND!)
Bertrand. says:
i feeel like i am in the mirc world again
Bertrand. says:
hahahhahaahhaha
Bertrand. says:
damn sick.....
Passionfruit to eat says:
hahahahahahah!
javid dwok. says:
introz plz
javid dwok. says:
a/s/l
Bertrand. says:
hahahahhahaha
javid dwok. says:
me 23/m/ang mo kio
Bertrand. says:
sick mannn
Bertrand. says:
its sick
Bertrand. says:
but im feeeling young
javid dwok. says:
you got pix?
Passionfruit to eat says:
another one!
(another one being david, joining in this stupidity)
Passionfruit to eat says:
HAHAHAHAHA!
Bertrand. says:
hahahahhahaha
javid dwok. says:
wat are you interests
Bertrand. says:
you!
Passionfruit to eat says:
both of you are sick.
javid dwok. says:
lolx lolx
javid dwok. says:
we haf somethingz in common
Bertrand. says:
ShItZ mAnZ ShES Is DaMnx DaOs xp-
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and on another more awkward convo, hayl and i were talking about the difference between having sex with an emoboy and a nerd.

it only takes one sperm to fertilise an egg and if they have a battle
the emo one will cry.
and the nerd one will calculate the route to your egg.
and by then you will have your menses,
no baby for you.
HAHA.
without the world cup season for the next four years, there is nothing to look forward to every night.
the night seems so much longer, so much quieter.
besides watching the gorgeous men running around on the field, i can no longer have my victories.
nevermind to all of that, i'll mambo tonight.
ILOVEHERHAIR.
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today, my mummy and i had a senseless conversation with ross.
and for some reason, one significant and hell funny incident was brought up when ross and i were conversing.
ross and i were so close, so close that one day, he and i decided to exchange cellphones.
at that time (lower secondary years), it was fashion to carry a non-coloured screen and heavy as brick cellphone.
like your heavy 3310s, which i embarrassly owned.
i was not as cool as ross, who proudly carried his 8850 wherever he went.
it was shiny like aluminium foil, opened with a slide, lit with white light and hell lighter than my brick weighing cellphone.
okay, so i was jealous lah.
and being the sweetheart that he WAS, we exchanged phones for as long as i didn't want to return it (:
my 3310 was the closest thing to ugly.
it had a blue and white floral cover that was just painful to look at.
(don't ask me why i owned such a cover, i just did)
so we went to school with the prettiest cellphones that caught everyone's attention.
i pity ross so much, it was such an eye soar of a cellphone.
whenever his friends wanted to borrow his cellphone, he had to come out with an excuse just so to hide it.
he made one point in my life more than interesting.
like when i nearly drowned in his swimming pool, watching episode after episode of smallville and buying the boy a harry potter doll that came with chocolate frogs.
(all of which is torture)
if nobody loves this boy, i do.
FUCK DISAPPOINTED.
thank you david, but i told you initially it would be the mambo italianos!
(you're just AWESOME)
so much for les bleus-ing me.
& YOU FRENCHMEN LET ME DOWN, SO BAD SO BAD SO BAD.
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WHAT IS UP WITH THAT, ZIDDY?
43 minutes into the game and i can't help but say,
the field is full of fucking gorgeous men.
makes me want to get on a pair of soccer booties and play catching on the field, maybe catch all at once?
(i didn't say i'd play soccer because i personally do not like games with balls)
how delicious & what makes the game more appetizing is when the McDelivery banner pops up.
what can get any better, the thought of McDonalds and yummy men running about.
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Italy vs. France.
i will not let the French down tonight.
because the French definately did not let me down in their last match.
IF YOU FRENCHMEN DON'T WIN TONIGHT, I AM EATING NOTHING FROM YOUR COUNTRY ANYMORE!
now, i'm going to talk to youu through the tellyset and hell you buggers better be playing kickass.
today, gwen and i spent our lazy saturday together.
okay, gwen is too cool for me.
my wednesday night consisted of a lot of drinking, a lot of kisses, a lot of mambo and a lot of vomitting hours after?
today, a lot of sheer happiness.
PICTURE MY TUESDAY.
only person not snapped is the lousy ex-boyfriend (needless to mention, needless to picture)
and in all randomness, i missed his five minutes.
& i personally like a slice of lemon in my water, always.
it makes drinking water so much more fun.
VH1 is showing more than a handful of pencil-lead-thin hollywood celebrities on the telly.
you could say a documentary of how "THIN IS IN" in hollywood.
america could have a state full of bulimic and anorexic girls with major eating disorders.
and after watching that one hour full of bizarre skinny bitches strutting their thin goods in designer labels, they had to show music videos of thinthinthin girls.
kylie minogue then lindsay lohan then paris hilton then smack them with the mosquito swap lah.
the thought of beer and jelly cocktails are ( : (love)
zouk-ing two days in a row is f**k, would've been three if i didn't miss mambo.
had invites to tonight's very brit, poptart.
UNHEALTHY LAH all this goings.
& the drinking & the moolah in the wallet is drained & for another reason.
WHERE IS THE SELF-CONTROL, CHAI.
maybe, just maybe it's due to feeling especially emo these days.
i should be putting the moolah's into good use.
to good use is to shoppppp it offf.
i realised i haven't retail therapy-ed for as long as dinousaurs walked the earth.
SO BADLY I NEED A NEW WARDROBE! ):
school could be an excuse to get the parents buy a few things maybe?
MAYBE.
Ydianna&neng
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i am gullible's other half, i swear.
we've been together for a lifetime.
we never part, always holding hands.
never against each other, always alike.
even though as clear as pure water, i pretend blind.
AND I WILL ALWAYS IN BE IN DENIAL.
and with denial comes my best friend, hurt.
why do you do what you do?
missing (todd terry remix) - everything but the girl