There's a reason why people don't stay who they are

Thursday, March 27

29/08

Saturday, March 22

UPDATE UPDATE!

(Say it is cool ok, although I know my art not very good

I painstakingly went to think of fake names, but realised that it doesn't really make much of a difference)

I published my own magazine! Fwahhhh, I remember how badly I had wanted to be a magazine editor, and turns out it is a whole lot of fun. Maybe I can go on to pursue this ambition. That's for later, meanwhile I've got short term goals.

I'm kinda late for new year resolutions, but here goes:

1) Run for Guitar President, and get it, hopefully.
-Although I think this is probably gonna be the toughest one to achieve, it is still top on my list. Chung Cheng GC and TJ GC are really different. Like how one section is equivalent to the whole of our Chung Cheng GC. I started out with zero friends there, but its all getting better now. Somehow that title seems very far away from me. Who would look at me and go "hey, president!"? I don't even look the role. Nonetheless, I promise myself to work hard, especially since I was never a president and play quite badly now, don't want to regret later on!

2) Do H3 History.
- This sounds mad. Seriously mad. I'm not ashamed to announce that I am quite in love with history. It's really tough and all, so this is kinda unrealistic. Plus, I need all Bs in promos to do H3. Sigh Sigh.

3) Get a handsome boyfriend!
- Ok lah, this is only to make my list look a little longer.

OH! AND HERE'S A BIG THANK YOU TO JINGYI, JADE, ESTHER AND LIU XING FOR BEING MY SPORTING PART TIME MODELS! :D

I'm thinking of closing my blog temporarily. No time to update ): Some more some more, my life so boring lately, nothing exciting to mention.

Monday, March 10

Buzz Buzz Hard Working Bumble Bee

Finally! Photos! I'm a total sucker for sunflowers. Sigh Sigh. And update again at the bottom.

Busy Busy week, so I'll steal abit of my sleep to update a little of my life.

Here's what happened or is happening:

Rio's getting better, moved out of ICU, alive and joking.
Ah Pa only got a fine, he's not going to jail.
My neighbour's back, maid and all, mostly importantly, my baby!
Make up lectures are killing me.
Early mornings, late nights for the past few days and the days to come.
Suntec Prison (IT show).
Met my Civics Group, sweet people and a little bundle of laughter,
More NUH-ing.
My fringe grew out and the black is not that black afterall -shrugs-

It ain't all that bad now^^

Quote myself "When life takes a turn for the worst, it can only get better"

And since blogger refuses to cooporate, no pictures!

Ok, really no pictures. Stupid blogger. I hardly have to mood to blog, much less upload photos and it's being cranky. Fine. Now I'm cranky too.

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Since blogger is in such a very good mood today and I'm lazy to post a new post after editing this, I shall just add on here.

I didn't know how to go about writing his birthday card. Just froze, stared and almost came to tears. So they're right afterall, I'm indeed an ingrate. Just took everything for granted. This loveliest, loveliest Dad was always cheering me up, sending me home, helping me do things. I do say thank you but never once did it come out sincere and heartfelt enough. It's all crap if I say I know, I'm really grateful. 'Cause it sounds wrong, with so little conviction. No one really knows ain't it? How really thankful I am for a Dad like that? (Especially since I practically grew up without one) Then shut up about it. Just because words fail me, I don't express myself verbally doesn't mean I don't appreciate him.

Trust me when I say I treat him like my own father. I love Daddy. Don't get it wrong, he's really a father figure to me, the one I never had.

Bahhhhhhhh, ah pa's birthday is still some long way off. But I'm afraid I would be filled up with work later on so I'm doing this now. Plus, I had silently vowed to remember his birthday and celebrate it.

Do you know how pathetically upsetting it is when your parents don't bother remembering your birthday?

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Tuesday, March 4

Ah Pa is such a sucker. Really.

Updates on my life the past week:

Which has been the worst yet. That includes cabbing to NUH and back after school. Crying in the ICU (damn it, it was not intended). Moving out for a day to stay at Huisan's house. Buying new school uniform and looking totally hideous in it. Going for product training and reaching home at 10pm. Mad dash to catch up with school while trying not to step on CT's toes any more than I am now. Minor comforts like getting a new bag. Some major dismay like cutting my hair and dying it black. Attempting to make new friends which I have not succeeded yet. Broadcasting and deciding if I really want to run for Guitar Pres. So I cope by pouting, pouting, pouting.

For the sake of my long fringe and less black hair, rest in peace.

6 weeks, well done.