hey guys, its confirmed, im moving my site to www.girlinboxerz.onsugar.com
no more tumblr. haha. every once in a while i might come back here.
this blog is actually about 4 years old, still the same old URL since secondary 1.
didn't change it.
but i might want to start on a new ground right now (:
so if its possible, link both BLOGGER & ONSUGAR up!
Saturday, August 15, 2009
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
words
i was parent less for the week. mum and dad just got home from Kuching yesterday. parents got tanner, and somehow my mum looks thinner- unbelievable.
mum bought wrist bands, necklaces and a sewed patched bag for me :P it gives this really nice tribal effect to my clothing when i wear out. i love it! i will upload the photos after blogger is repaired again.
anyway a conversation between mum and dad.
dad: you know ah, your mummy very strong. i think even stronger than the other NS men. she tracked for 2 hours without stopping you know! i think some of the NS can't beat your mummy. then during the hike, i was the only one who took off my shirt, cause i used it to fan your mummy.
haha he kept repeating this over and over again.
mum: you know ah, i think after this trip, i grew more in love with your daddy. he took care of me you know!
dad: ee yer.
HAHA. i feel so contented after hearing those words. anyway, they tracked towards a mini waterfall where my mum asked my dad for permission whether to take a dip or not cause you know, she gotta strip and show the flabs. hehe.
then during one night, they had no water to bathe, and according to them, the swamp at the forested area was dried up. humid weather~
mum bought wrist bands, necklaces and a sewed patched bag for me :P it gives this really nice tribal effect to my clothing when i wear out. i love it! i will upload the photos after blogger is repaired again.
anyway a conversation between mum and dad.
dad: you know ah, your mummy very strong. i think even stronger than the other NS men. she tracked for 2 hours without stopping you know! i think some of the NS can't beat your mummy. then during the hike, i was the only one who took off my shirt, cause i used it to fan your mummy.
haha he kept repeating this over and over again.
mum: you know ah, i think after this trip, i grew more in love with your daddy. he took care of me you know!
dad: ee yer.
HAHA. i feel so contented after hearing those words. anyway, they tracked towards a mini waterfall where my mum asked my dad for permission whether to take a dip or not cause you know, she gotta strip and show the flabs. hehe.
then during one night, they had no water to bathe, and according to them, the swamp at the forested area was dried up. humid weather~
woh.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-X4_GwpbUYY
WORST TV SHOW- ''THE MOMENT OF TRUTH''.
watch the link. shitty show. but kinda shocking.
this, they will do anything to get the money- $500,000. US version is much more intimate that British's one: ''nothing but the truth'' reality tv show.
WORST TV SHOW- ''THE MOMENT OF TRUTH''.
watch the link. shitty show. but kinda shocking.
this, they will do anything to get the money- $500,000. US version is much more intimate that British's one: ''nothing but the truth'' reality tv show.
Monday, August 10, 2009
family breakdowns.
WTF IS WRONG WITH YOU?! seriously. fighting over this fucking monkey dickhead. family breakdowns. fucking stupid.
this is insane. fancy slapping your mum because of that lifeless crip. for goodness seck stop being so obstinate. GET OUT FROM YOUR FUCKING SENSES MAN. come on, he had a girl in this house at midnight. i still remember your conversation. i thought it was going to end. WE ALL trusted you.
so now she throws your things out of the window. awesome. pretty tired of your nonsensical acts anyway.
fucking tired of you. disappointment. i won't be surprised if you have premarital sex.
happy screwing up your life.
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feeling woozy right now. panadol does not work.
temperature: 37.3 degrees.
this is insane. fancy slapping your mum because of that lifeless crip. for goodness seck stop being so obstinate. GET OUT FROM YOUR FUCKING SENSES MAN. come on, he had a girl in this house at midnight. i still remember your conversation. i thought it was going to end. WE ALL trusted you.
so now she throws your things out of the window. awesome. pretty tired of your nonsensical acts anyway.
fucking tired of you. disappointment. i won't be surprised if you have premarital sex.
happy screwing up your life.
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feeling woozy right now. panadol does not work.
temperature: 37.3 degrees.
Sunday, August 09, 2009
the aching is painful
those compunction hits back. back at me.
i guess i deserved it, for what i've done, was both bad, and unnecessary
the 5-letter word comes back.
sorry.
Thursday, August 06, 2009
penny for my thoughts
alright tumblr suck. i can't find the navigation for posting entries. but it has really cool functions like TUMBLR POPULARITY to see how famous your blog is
i will still continue to stick with this blog, though the blog link is super lengthy. a disadvantage for those who hate typing.
anyway, today's social studies paper was a swift, thank God. but amath was challenging, forgotten most of my concepts. didn't go too well.
oh a penny for my thoughts, should i pursue a degree in arts school or just go for tertiary education and belong to the norms?
consultancy needed. had been bothering me during my a math paper. math is bad, gives me the opportunity to wander off. eventually leading nowhere. one thing i dread most is not fulfilling anything i planned of. i still remember when i was young i used to ask my mum whether singapore had an arts school, and if there is, i would definitely want to enter in. having creativity while pursuing education is pretty hard, imagine the expenses and school fees. i guess what i have heard was right, ''nothing is good enough for us''. however there are a few good souls out there who helped me through this mid-fuck cris-shit. mainly jonathan, faiqah, theodora. faiqah told me to compare my life to cambodia's. woke up from my reverie.
oh well too bad i am not so terrific in arts like the others. ahhh, step up 2 is certainly brainwashing. i kept residing their lines in my mind during math.
eek. told you math is bad.
PS: In memory of Mr Teh, thank you. you are in a better place now. God Bless.
Tuesday, August 04, 2009
redirecting
hey guys, i might be redirecting my blog to girlinboxers.tumblr.com
i came out with that URL because i am currently wearing boxers right now. so yeah :P
my brain's dead with math so i think the mentality's a little cocked up.
i don't know whether i should come back here. we'll see. i haven't posted anything yet on that website.
i will work on it after my math paper on thursday.
i came out with that URL because i am currently wearing boxers right now. so yeah :P
my brain's dead with math so i think the mentality's a little cocked up.
i don't know whether i should come back here. we'll see. i haven't posted anything yet on that website.
i will work on it after my math paper on thursday.
Thursday, July 30, 2009
chicken out
okay, apparently the interview didn't go so well. few funny incidents that happened. but Thank God its over. remarkably, i am not brooding over it.
Lester escorted me towards the student centre for registration, said a last ''good luck'' before i was sent off for my interview and later he left me at a lurch after i was done. bwaha kidding.
during the interview,
i found out i was shortlisted for ENVIRONMENTAL MANAGEMENT AND WATER TECHNOLOGY (EMWT- second choice) and not TOURISM (first choice). i think one of the main reasons was because my aggregate score did not match up the cut off point.
anyway, i thought i had a whole chunk of things in my mind to say about EMWT, like how us being humans should pay back to the Earth and conserve whatever resources for the future generation and yada lada. however, it turns out i said only 3 lines to convince them i was interested. that part didn't go too well. but i did emphasized i would want an outdoor job and something that brings me aboard. i had the nods for that.
on my application, i wrote: ''i want to find a new source of water''. perhaps thats the main reason why they called me down for the interview. so they asked ''how?''. i blanked out for the moment. because actually that sentence was written by my tuition teacher. totally unexpected. ''erm... we can sign a contract with Malaysia to give us full water supply?''
advices to all DPA applicants:
Remember to rehearse what you are going to say. Check out the modules before the interview, and NEVER NEVER ask anyone to help you write applications anymore (:
you know... whats so messed up after this whole interview is, being disorientated. i found it so hard to pin point down the thing i really want to do most with my life. there are so many fruition and things i was fervent about but suddenly just this whole cast of indecisiveness and fickleness lands on me. i ignored the ramblings my family used to tell me. i still remember the night when i was flipping through the ngee ann's magazine for the courses i was interested in. i saw pen markings and circling of words all over the page, with the header L1R4= 9 points. when i look back at it now, it seems like my mind is at lost. i am so terrified of planning ahead and getting off my tracks, forgetting i was supposed to attain it because my mind was secluded with a different pathway. i thought my path of life would run smoothly without any change of perspectives. i guess not.
staying on my tracks, and not moving.
Lester escorted me towards the student centre for registration, said a last ''good luck'' before i was sent off for my interview and later he left me at a lurch after i was done. bwaha kidding.
during the interview,
i found out i was shortlisted for ENVIRONMENTAL MANAGEMENT AND WATER TECHNOLOGY (EMWT- second choice) and not TOURISM (first choice). i think one of the main reasons was because my aggregate score did not match up the cut off point.
anyway, i thought i had a whole chunk of things in my mind to say about EMWT, like how us being humans should pay back to the Earth and conserve whatever resources for the future generation and yada lada. however, it turns out i said only 3 lines to convince them i was interested. that part didn't go too well. but i did emphasized i would want an outdoor job and something that brings me aboard. i had the nods for that.
on my application, i wrote: ''i want to find a new source of water''. perhaps thats the main reason why they called me down for the interview. so they asked ''how?''. i blanked out for the moment. because actually that sentence was written by my tuition teacher. totally unexpected. ''erm... we can sign a contract with Malaysia to give us full water supply?''
WHO THE HELL SAYS THAT?!!?!?!!?
after which, they asked me whether i read up on the modules, and i confidently replied yes, and they asked, ''what modules then?''. i tried brushing my way out by saying ''engineering stuffs?''. then again, the gusto descend.from then on i knew i was screwed, though i really wanted to laugh my ass off, because the looks on the 4 interviewers' faces was simply classic. i could see the zealousness in their eyes turning into aloofness. felt fucking demoralized after that.
advices to all DPA applicants:
Remember to rehearse what you are going to say. Check out the modules before the interview, and NEVER NEVER ask anyone to help you write applications anymore (:
you know... whats so messed up after this whole interview is, being disorientated. i found it so hard to pin point down the thing i really want to do most with my life. there are so many fruition and things i was fervent about but suddenly just this whole cast of indecisiveness and fickleness lands on me. i ignored the ramblings my family used to tell me. i still remember the night when i was flipping through the ngee ann's magazine for the courses i was interested in. i saw pen markings and circling of words all over the page, with the header L1R4= 9 points. when i look back at it now, it seems like my mind is at lost. i am so terrified of planning ahead and getting off my tracks, forgetting i was supposed to attain it because my mind was secluded with a different pathway. i thought my path of life would run smoothly without any change of perspectives. i guess not.
staying on my tracks, and not moving.
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