if i could get all the answers i want...

would i be a happier person?

behold the ninja!!

introducing my friend who likes to mask her weirdness under an icy veil... ms ninja. (i'm currently trying to protect her identity, despite her protest abt me doing so)

initially, we all thought she was aloof, and cool. someone who is quiet, and (in ching's opinion) will never break into songs. (HA!) and she had this icy front, till everyone will come whispering to me and go "ehh...ninja (protecting identity currently) is really quiet". she was a ninja of few words..i mean..ninjas normally wear masks, so they don't talk..but yeah...she rarely make noise.

until recently! when she decided to lift her veil, like how courts lift corporate veil...(okay. pardon this.) but anyhow...acc to zah, ms ninja finally decided to show the world who she really is. and.......the world shld be warned that she is nothing like how she presents herself to be.

really. nothing like how she is thought to be. and its all ching's fault!

no one would believe that she almost slipped off a chair...and in doing so, made some extremely weird noise.

no one would hear her whining and stamping her foot. (okay, i admit..this is my fault)

no one would catch her bursting into some random song. (this is REALLY ching's fault)

no one would witness her gushing over some old ang mor. (not as old as zah's and lin's....preferences..but still too old for me)

no one would see her prance around with her little shopping bag (which she pretends is a schoolbag) and go arnd pretending that she is gg to study, but really, just wants to whisk us off to some random shopping mall.

no one would know that she CONSUMES plasters. (what the hell is wrong is ninjas)

no one would find out that she does not eat brinjals, because they remind her of herself. (she's.......quite weird)

and no one...absolutely no one...will EVER EVER EVER EVER EVER realise tt she likes to throw starfruits around, and pretend that they are darts!

well, no one..unless they read my blog! hahahahahahaha... or if they belong to our little self-sufficient group. (no clique..no clique..cliques are cliche)

i love you, ninja!

lets go have sushi!

to the world at large!

or rather, to those who give a damn abt my shoes....

i tried really hard (or rather, in my opinion, it was really hard..afterall, it's all a matter of relativity in the world) to find my shoes..

and i concluded tt theres no point in buying shoe racks and shoe cupboards if the cupboard's just gonna be blocked by the racks.

well, anyhow..i couldn't find all my pretty shoes. i'm sure i've more shoes than tt. i have a picture of each shoe in my mind.

so, i shall pretend tt i dunno i've so many shoes and cont buying many many many many pairs of shoes.

i shall marry the person who can make a walk-in cupboard for me and let me put all my shoes on display!

or maybe, i'll just be d person who gives myself all tt.

i'm cool enuf to.

im supposed to be doing some random case summary..but i can't stand this.

I CANNOT STAND MY NEW HAIR.

ITS UGLY.

its killing me.

im gg to start investing in tons of hairbands n maybe caps n probably a few paper bag masks.

so much for a therapeutic experience with a hair cut. THERAPY, MY FOOT.

i suddenly have this desire to go clean the shoe cupboard...just so tt i can find ALL my shoes n start wearing them one by one. i mean, there's no point in me buying so many shoes, then keeping them in d boxes n let them stack up.

but of cos, i cancelled everything today just so tt i can prepare the mock trials and do my tut...and study the few chpts im supp to...

so i guess..my shoes have to wait.

sigh.

im in school now.

not that i'm attending the lects i have today.

i came to school to do my tutorial, and my bloody short attn span just doesn't let me get anything done.

n im hungry. so far, today, i've eaten half a bun, one single hi-chew sweet and am sucking some coffee sweet. im hungry, but i hate school food. i want fried chicken.

im tired. i couldn't slp till 2 plus last night, and i woke up early today. okay..it wasn't v early..but i could really do w more slp.

i'm drained. i shall stop all of this damn soon. i hope i can.

i know i keep saying i don't wanna analyse. but who can stop analysing?

i know i keep saying i don't know. but in actual fact, i do.

i know i keep pretending that im ignorant, but do you realise that i know everything?

i know i keep smiling, but i squirm more than you'll ever know.

and i know i don't like how i'm thinking right now. but who knows wad i'm thinking right now.

where are you?

nothing works better than retail therapy.

at least it brought joy and life back into me.
i love my pretty shoes!

i need to stop.
its abt time to.

i think the right company matters. i miss my dear jc clique.
of cos, we weren't the nicest people around...but i love how we'r so self-sufficient.
i love our humour.
i love our brains.
i love us.
and it was nice finding it all back again.

for apple's 21st bday...shes got this! i mean...no prize for guessing whats the red thingy inside! but it's so nice!

and then for the xueping......who gives me an entirely new experience when she drives... ala "a whole new worlddddd....a new fantastic (or not) point of view".

and i painted the shoes! i thought i destroyed them...but NOOOO! they turned out pretty still..thanks to my brain! HAHA!

on a side note, i know how nsmen behave now. the commando officer and the pregnant PA who supposedly chionged before becoming sammi no. 2 couldn't even walk a short distance. i mean..if lump and izzy can do it...why can't they! stupid nsmen. the budget for S*F is too high..considering the people in the army. but no. i will not...i REFUSE to..reveal the identities of the nsmen. never!

n i've nv felt so bad in my entire life.

im so sorry.

whoever said that money isn't impt lied.

cos money buys experiences.

i went to the zoo! i was just asked a very weird question abt whether or not i like animals, since i went to the zoo n the night safari.

and...i don't really like animals.

i just felt lk gg.

so thanks to d 2 ppl on earth who actually went w me!

to both places!

and im hungry now.

why is it that rationality and emotions seem to be mutually exclusive?

maybe the more you try to stop or hide ur emotions, the stronger they become.

who knows.

if u'r gonna start thinking tt im in some emotional turmoil when im writing this..u'r wrong. cos in my mind now, other than this emo reaction after reading my fren's blog..the other thing im thinking abt is potato chips. preferably calbee's hot n spicy.

LIFE.

n i washed a car last night! okay..technically..i only sprayed water for a while n got bored...n wiped d car and felt tired...but..its actually pretty therapeutic! hahahahaha.. i lk!

technology kills.

not all tt bombs and shit.

but how ppl die frm heart attack and burst arteries when techonology fails.

i used to like staying at home.






i really did.

just in case you didnt know..

im beginning to hate you.

i've a company law test tmr!
i am so dead.

anyhow, i caught pulse at sun plaza yesterday. that creepy shopping centre with a walkway that'd fit right in with ANY random horror movie.

pulse is darn stupid. it does not make sense, and ends with such a cliche line. of cos, i dunno if it started in d same lousy manner, BECAUSE I HAD TO WAIT FOR 2 STUPID NSMEN.

no offense, but i hate waiting. esp, when im alone in some creepy copping centre that would fit right in with any random horror movie.

i had to walk around that dingy little cinema sooooooo many times, im pretty sure the people working there will point me out when they spot me in say...harbourfront and go "hey..see tt girl? she was so lonelyyyyyyy..."

i'm just being all random n moronic cos i can't bring myself to study.

i can't go offline, cos if i do tt, i'll just go back to bed.

and i wanna eat something. not just the packet of chips i had.

this is probably my longest entry in.....i've no idea how long. my memory is failing me.

i was scared watching pulse. and i feel stupid for that. so if u read this, and noticed this line, forget it pronto. this is an order.

i need to go sit on some random swing n swing my troubles awayyyyyy.

but what if the troubles refuse to go away. do i just remain on d swing?

you konw..i actually wanted to type this really long post abt my dearest xueping.

but given my damn short attention span...i typed halfway..n decided to change everything, since i got damn bored of what i was typing.

but anyhow..i LOVE you! u make me really happy! notice MAKE. not made.

it's called true love! cos we both aint all tt pretty. hahahahahahahahaha. okay. my bad. im not all tt pretty. true love!!

esp since we both didn't lk each other tt much to begin with! but love grows! true love k!

dump rambo n run to me, darrrrrrrling.

wo love my xue ping!

i went to sun plaza today. it's at such an ulu corner of singapore. i mean...sembawang? who goes there lar. (apparently some sembawang-ers do. but i bet its only cos they'r lazy to get out of sembawang)

and then i spotted this girl with a bandage on her head. i mean, i honestly thought she could have worn it as an accessory, so i stared. but yah, wrong thing to do.

but anyhow...after tt...we went to a more ulu part of singapore! okay...not more ulu..maybe just as ulu. west coast park is seriously..damn weird lar. its nice, but...the playground is so..eccentric. but its nice. just not a nice place to swing. SIGH

WHY IS IT SO TOUGH TO FIND A NICE SWING?