I'm serious. I don't care. You can laugh. All you want. Tomorrow. At my hair. Because it's so short and ugly.

GRRRRR. 7 more months to be yipudaa!

Wetoriya, wetoriya, daridiridara-dum.

JY

I'm so effing fed-up with parental guidance. As if I need guidance on the internet, and on how to use my cell phone, and the types of Korean dramas I watch. It's not as if I drown in them. Despicable. It's not my fault if the wireless connection you guys are using suddenly breaks down, especially when the connection belongs to someone called 'Yeoh". Just cuz I'm the only IT-non-idiot in this house now doesn't mean it's my fault if I can't make it right. 18, why won't you come soon?

JY

Sometimes in life I see everyone getting over all sorts of things: ex-BF's, me, parental issues, me, bad grades, me. In the end when I turn and look at myself, I realized I'm still standing there on the same spot, not moving, and waiting for everyone to come back so I can remember that moment.

JY

So. I-am-tired. Turns out the holidays are not as schedule-less as I expected. One thing I totally forgotten: tuition. Not that I'm complaining, I actually like tuition. Beats me why I do, I just don't hate it as much. It's not like last time when I go for tuition for the sake of my mum of just going for the sake of going. It use to be 1hour, 1-and-half hours, 2 hours of sheer booooredom. But now due to paternal pressures, I actually choose to go. Ok, I'm crapping again. With tuition, it always seems like I have to plan my day around it, instead of it in part of my plans. For example, today I bought all the ingredients to make key-lime pie. I got everything ready then suddenly I remembered I have tuition. So SAD.

So I have tuition on every weekday except Thursday, and then I have the PB Training camp on Thursday and Friday, and they don't even let us sleep in school!! I mean then what's the whole point of a CAMP?! So then both the weekends I have time, but I went to QB on Saturday, and on Sunday i planned to check out Jazz Bundle, but I walked there and it was CLOSED!!! Dammit. So I have to stay there(my old house,near Jazz Bundle) until someone has time to send me home. Bloody waste of time. So I only have the coming weekend free. Sobs.

Speaking of which, something I got round to realise when I was at my old house. Even though I had nothing to do...

Nothing to do as in:
1) Internet was damn slow, took 1/2 mins to load a page. Kek ki.
2) My aunt is watching TV, so DVD's I took there-useless.
3) It was raining so I can't swim or ride the bike or jog.
4) Jazz Bundle was closed.

Ahem, so I realized even though I had nothing to do, I didn't feel bored. I stole a piece of face mask from my aunt and listen to my iPod (audiobooks again, I'm so addicted to Stephen Fry), and looked around the house, imagining how it used to be. Can't believe I actually sat on the floor looking around for 2 hours (With iPod on lah, duh)!!! Truth is I really miss that place. Everything looks so small and low now, but it's still as homey. Another thing I remembered, the last time I said 'Home Sweet Home' after coming back from trips was at my old house. But then maybe I just grew out of it.

JY

So. I just got busted for, seemingly, not telling my father when leaving the house. Here goes the story.

In the morning, I told my dad I'll be going to Queensbay to read, and he gave a nonchalant 'Hmmphm..' which I assumed to be 'Okay'. So at 12:30, after bathing and eating and dressing up, I picked up my keys and went to tell my Dad I was going out. He was on the phone then and I was in my contacts. He couldn't hear properly and I couldn't see properly. I told him, and showed with my own means of sign language that I was going out. I saw him looking at me so he must have seen. I went out. BIG mistake. I was already at Gold Coast when he called and blabbed at me for not notifying him when I went out, I told him I did, and he said he didn't see so it doesn't count. Big deal. So I had to walk home and explain. And so I got grounded for today.

Lesson of the day: Never talk to your dad about anything when he's on the phone.

JY

Edited at 6:41pm: Haha, daddy felt guilty for keeping me indoors after my exam, especially when he knew how hard I studied. He fetched me there himself. Don't even have to walk. XD

Just read something in Stephen Fry's blog and it got me laughing for like 10 whole minutes.
Quote: I sometimes think that when I die there should be two graves dug: the first would be the usual kind of size, say 2 feet by 7, but the other would be much, much larger. The gravestone should read: ME AND MY BIG MOUTH.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH. The thing is I sometimes feel that way too. XD

JY

You know it's not the end of exams that got me in this HIGH mood. Here's the story.

You know I haven't touched a bloody single book that is NOT revision since like 3 weeks ago. I read Time Traveller's Wife. OMF so touching, highly recommend it. I cried at the end when (spoiler alert!) Henry died. I was like tearing up while sitting at the balcony at peak swimming time and when I'm clearly visible to people downstairs swimming you know. And some more that day lots of people swimming. FML.

Okok. Cut the crap. The reason I am now supar HIGH is that I thought of the prospect of going to Borders everyday and read all the books I can. Some more if bored can go shopping. The Biggest Offer Bin is currently in QB until 14th March btw. So excited. I'm gonna reread Twilight and New Moon again, seeing as Wei Shen borrowed mine and haven't return it yet. He told me he's read a few chapters nia, I probably won't get it back this year. Anyways, I'M GOING TO BORDERS. Everyday. Starting tomorrow. *evil grins*

Other things I'ma do this holiday:
-Clear my room(again). It looks like a dumpster.
-READ(as mentioned)
-Fill in the AFS form
-Get more pictures printed out
-Swim(I havent swim in, like, 2 weeks+)
-Sort out contacts in my phone
-Update F-word album in FB
-Check out 'Jazz Bundle'(new used item store)
-Lie around, do nothing, watch the world. =)

Taa, all. =)

PS: Noticed I've use FML for the first time in my life. Thats cuz I finally have the decency to search for it's true meaning. It means f*ck my life btw.

JY

Have decided that I'ma open up a bit more, blog a bit more, talk a bit more. And care a lil less. Seriously if it makes my world more bearable, what the heck right. I'm so supposed to be studying now. But I'm here, talking about... ... feces. (Shit very rough mah)

I dunno why people are so sensitive about their own feces loh. And I don't get why people don't shit in the school toilet either. Sure lah, It's not that clean. But would you rather hold it in until your metal door(lol WeiXuan) gonna burst open? And bring tissue what. I don't go if I can help it either, but I don't want my ass crack to burst open, thank you very much.

Secondly, EVERYONE SHITS EVERYDAY. (Except for some people they eat too heaty food then constipated) When I say I feel like shitting there's nothing wrong with that. Of course everything has sidetracks mah. I don't just go up to random strangers and say :' Hey! I feel like shitting!' So impossible right?

Owh ya. Talking about shitting reminds me. That day we entered chemistry lab, XX was walking in front of me. Then as I walked in 2 things happened. I smelled this really pungent smell, so I thought the last class was doing experiment. So I shouted :' YER!! So smelly. Just now that class do experiment isit?' 1 second later XX ask me to accompany her to the toilet so I went. There's this expression on her face and at the toilet she took SOH SOH SOH SOH long you know? Then I baru realised, takda orang buat experiment. She just farted... ...right in front of me.

Dammit.

JY

I'm hooked on the song '外面的世界' by Karen Mok.
So I heard it on my phone radio the other day.
And within 1 minute my face was wet.
在很久很久以前
你拥有我
我拥有你
在很久很久以前
你离开我
去远空翱翔

....那很久以后呢？
反正那些认识他的人都毕业了，
我们的故事也就没有人知道了。

JY

have I found you
flightless bird
jealous
weeping
or lost you
American mouth
big pill looming

JY

6am - 6pm
I literally stick my butt to my chair all this time with glue. I was studying Sejarah and only stop to drink and pee and eat.

6:30 - 8pm
Mum says I deserve a break so she drives me to Islee but it's closed. So we decide to shop at Queensbay instead. We waited half-an-hour for a parking lot and after we get a lot dad calls and insist we eat dinner with his client so we sulkily walk to the restaurant and dine. His client looks like Oscar Proud from 'The Proud Family' and he keeps talking like he's gonna drop dead any second. So annoying. His kids act like they're a couple, touch here touch there. Incest freaks. Even more annoying. But after a while mum tells me the guy has cancer. Dammit, now i feel so guilty.

8 - 8.45pm
I offer to pay the parking ticket cuz mum wants to wee. I queue-up behind a LOT of people. At my turn I realize the bill compartment is full and that you can only pay with coins. I check my pockets but I only have 50 cents. Fat luck. So I walk to the autopay downstairs and I actually check the bill compartment's light(it's on so it's working). Just as I just about to stuff my RM1 in, suddenly the lights *click* went off!!! WHAT THE FUCK, THE GUY IN FRONT OF ME STILL CAN PAY WITH HIS FUCKING BILLS. DON'T MESS WITH ME YOU FUCKING MACHINE. Had this huge urge to kick it, but being the ladylike person I am, I head to the newsstand and buy a Cleo. I queue up again. Then I realize I still don't have enough coins. Walked back to the newsstand, bought some candy and turned around... ...to see the queue twice as long as when I had just left it. In the end I took nearly 45 minutes to pay one single fucking ticket.

PS: I normally end my posts with a pink 'JY' at the lower-right corner, but I feel so pissed off that I can't possibly end it with such a sweet pink, therefore... ...

fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck

BITCHY-NESS/SELFISH-NESS ≠ COOL-NESS
Bare that in mind, bitch.
Keep your hands to what's your only.
That's right, act like a hypocrite.
Because you're so cool the whole school knows you
and is dying to be your friend.
Haven't you notice people are shrinking away from you gradually?
'Can I borrow this?'
'No, I only lend this to xxx.'
'I'm gonna sit here.'
'Fuck off, only xxx can sit here.'
Well I've got news:
FUCK YOU TOO.
The next time you do this to me,
I swear, you will get what you deserve.
And stop showing me your CB face.
You think you're very pretty is it?
Short and fat and black.
Some more no breasts.
The CB face just makes it worst.
Makes me wanna vomit.
Just because I don't answer back
doesn't mean you can step all over my body.
Enough is enough.

PS: This is a lesson for all the hypocrites in the world too.

JY

CNY holidays this year is not bad, Quite good actually. I had a really good haul on Ang Pows, (economy must be better already), and a new phone from Dad(surprise,surprise). Some cousins are actually making an effort to bond, which makes talking so much more easier. CNY went well. Pictures galore:

Chew-side family:

Tan-side family:

That's all for now.
Taa, darlings.

JY

January came, January went.

But somehow it fells more like autumn.

JY

Told you I love babies.
=)

JY