i sing, i write. therefore, i am.
Thursday, October 30, 2008 @ about 9:05 PM

give in to the sweet temptation
I'm finally where you've been waiting, I haven't been
Remind me of how the melody should fit
It's nice but I can sing without it, I'm on itpicture by ale2000 i forgot how many times i laughed today.
:D
i love my friends.
i love
HafizJasmineDeonAhdilaFarahAtiqahSerybaba
and whoever made me laugh and jump and dance and sing today!
:DDDD
thank you to the two Huimins
who bought me six-months late birthday present!
hahahaha
love you two to bits!
and thank you Deon who made my day
by accidentally saying something so ridiculous
that i laughed till my tummy hurt.
i was worried about who i would be sleeping with
in the hotel at Hong Kong so i voiced it out.
zany: i wonder who i'll be sleeping with. scary sia.
deon: hahaha, skali you sleep with boy!
zany: if sleep with boy i sleep with you uh!
deon: hahaha then the next day people will ask you,
"why your stomach suddenly so big?"and then he immediately shut himself up and insisted
that he never said anything and that i forgot anything he just said.
(?!)
hahahahahahah ass lah!
Pearl Delight stinks.
it was closed when i needed it the most.
i
really really need to save money.
like,
now.
i'll start next week.
OMG TIARA
*SO* GOT OWNED
LOSER!
(i know im totally spoiling it for those
who haven't watched High School Musical 3,
but i cant stop gushing about it to everyone i meet.
hahahahaha and no, i dont think Troy is hot eh thanks)
band was awesome today.
Mrs Chee praised the trumpeters indirectly.
i like playing 1st trumpet for
March Beyond The Critical Point.
is it me or is the piece so beautifully written?
*sigh*
and drills almost killed me.
i swear my arms were going to fall off.
at this rate i'm going, i think i'll just drop dead
during the filming of the Thunderer march.
die zany die
its okay.
if/when i die, i'll die with style.
(and the sweetest of sweet smiles on my face)
if possible. depends on the situation.
HAHAHA WTF
picture by Kashif M
i had Zinger student meal for lunch today
and for two seconds as my teeth sank
into the mouth-watering, crispy chicken
and my tastebuds felt the wonderful tingling sensation
of the most genius burger ever made aside from the Krabby Patty,
i believed i tasted about 0.56/100 of Heaven.
okay that picture of Zinger
just made my appetite five times its size.
im craving for food now.
lotssss and lotsssss of life's sweetest delicacies aaaaaaaaah
*drools*
pictures by adventuressheart, beezy, ducatisound
i know, the pictures are killing you softly right?
hahahahaha
and by the way, i met Peter Pan last night.
he was outside of my window.
i could see him through the blinds.
and so i opened the window and he flew in.
i dont remember what happened after that.
and now im trying to figure out whether or not it was a dream.
=/
because i swear, from the bottom of my heart,
it felt so real, i could feel his presence.
hahahahahaha!
no, i'm serious.
okay so, what next?
first i dreamt that i got eaten by a tiger or a lioness or the likes
and then i dreamt that i died for real and now i met Peter Pan.
sigh. i really need to wash my feet before i sleep, more often.
dad says it works.
anyway the dream about me dying wasnt exactly a nightmare.
it was strange because it felt real.
most of the time i can differentiate those
amusingly nonsensical and obviously unreal dreams
but those three i mentioned felt more real than real.
okay what am i saying?
anyway i dreamt that i died.
in that world, dying is like, people dont see you.
but they can still talk to you.
they can't exactly feel your presence,
unless it's someone really special i guess.
so yeah in the dream i entered the kitchen
while my mother was doing the dishes.
her back was facing me.
i talked to her and she turned around,
didnt glance at me,
and turned back to the sink.
and then she replied.
and we talked and talked and i forgot what happened next
and blahdeeblah,
a few days later i realized that i was actually dead.
i mean, i didnt know that i wasnt alive anymore.
and when i found out i cried and
i hugged my mother but of course she couldnt really feel much.
mom told me that actually she knew that i was dead, all the while.
but she didnt want to tell me.
she wanted me to realize it first.
creepy. =/
anyway dad almost got a heart attack the other day
when he saw that my hair was brown and
there wasnt bright sunlight or bright light in the room.
and he started interrogating me.
-____-
my hair colour's like that.
teachers dont even bother to ask about it whaaaaaaat.
hahahaha
ok, byeeee!
ps. Lee Qizhi is driving me crazy.
hahaha blushblushblush