Hi, this is Mandy here. I am guest blogging ( the way Florence put it ).

 

A Time For Dancing, is what we need to spend a contemporary moment together. Ever life changing that will serve us both.

 

A Walk To Remember, to stroll down the park and stare at each other without speaking a word.

 

Message In A Bottle, only written by my One and Only and the Other Self for self perseverance.

 

Gol and Gincu, honesty judged within.
(*Fleur: And someone sneaked her way through, haha that would be me.)

 

Eiffel I'm In Love, just oh so sweet.
(*F: And the dude is just so damn hot. Crew cut ! =) )

 

Shrek 2, going into 70s time zone.
(*F: A total last minute decision. I wanted The Day After Tomorrow and you some crazy movie haha!)

 

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Piano books, you borrowed.

 

Asam laksa, we love.
(* F:One of first questions to you while we were 'Getting to know each other'.)

 

Ice lemon tea, we share.

 

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Song of our century:

 

My Happy Ending – Avril Lavigne
(*F: We'd go around like hooligans vandalising the blackboards of every single class on our row.)

 

Where Is The Love – BEP
 (*F: Hmm... I knew you then meh? I remember this as Yuvha, Nabil and mua's song. Hahah. Sorry beb. )

 

Generasiku – OAG
(*F: Ahh, it all goes back to Gol and Gincu huh? Sweet memories. )

 

Lose Control – Missy Eliot ( your song )
(*F: Music makes me lose control! Hell yeah!)

 

Control Myself – LL Cool J ( my song )

 

Hate Me – Blue October
(*F: Where we sat at the stairs crooning our hearts out and annoying the butts of everyone else. )

 

I Love My Chick – our song

 

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The old blog: glitterymarshmallowrainbow shiettt * I insisted on the add *
(*F: Damn, you did. My god, that blog.)

 

Bicycle – ing in The USJ and around school * wtf *
(*F: A moment of pure spontaniety and cheekiness. )

 

Exchanging of letters since Form 3 * started by me * (*F: Yes arr? )

 

Interact IU Day * no pics of us in Punjabi clothes, you had your long hair and I had mine *

 

BM tuition * climbing chairs, class was too overly packed then got stuffed in the small room *

Futsal freaks * practices and games. I would always go hysterical like fcuk, you know, Flo *(*F: I know. Oh I know. )

 

Cheerleading * went to watch in year 2005 at Bukit Jalil, cheering at the top of our voices. since then, yearning to perform ,our so called dream, well never happened *
(*F: Eh not so called dream la. It just didn't turn out the way we wanted it thanks to a certain thick headed man who didn't know how to bullshit us a good reason for not being able to approve our club. )

 

Basketball * never ending basketball practices we actually went for *

 

Lantern festival * 2005. I was emo as usual in the very dark park of USJ 5. I remembering having a pic of us showing the middle finger. lol! *
(*F: OMG me too! One of my favourite nights ever last year. )

 

Café Flam * our cutleries taken away thanks to waiter – Mr. gay – bastard – I – wear – bloody – eyeliner coz we decided to share ONE pizza *  (*F: Mr Zombie..!)

 

Choir * you only performed once and I continued *
(*F: Till today I didn't even know why I went for that. God. )

 

Bola baling * we went only for a few times *

 

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Then there was a time we hardly talk.

We often say nasty things about each other, through texting. I mean how can anyone argue through text messaging larh?! We were young and naïve.

I was the one who's always emo, she couldn't understand.
(*F: Yeah, I sure didn't last time, I was in my bubblegummy pink candy pop world )

More and more fights then.

 

Came 2006.

 

Still no closure communication.

 

Came middle of 2006.

 

Friendship rekindled, endless outings. Where to you ask? Summit, sadly. X Men III.
(*F: Can you please don't say that S word? I can't help cringing til eternity whenever I hear Summ.....)

 

Next destination, Sunway Pyramid, this Thursday, World Trade Center. I don't care Florence! This Thursday is a MUST!

 

Continuation:

Epilating moments at my place. Ooouch!

Oatsy brownie you fcuking threw in with like your germy bare hands!
(*F: Hey!! My hands damn hygenic lah. I was going for the Van Gogh effect! )

Less sports, more indulgence.
(*F: Less? I'll call it nonde. )

Lunch naps * your place *
(*F: My mum thought we were lesbianing. Hilarious!)

 

Canteen Day:

Amazin' Maze * Sandhiya looked damn fcukin scary weyyy *

Dodgeball * our team won and lost *
(*F: Eh we won lah ! Go The Fats!!! Whoops, I mean The Phats! )

Dunkin Booth * you and Claudia, I didn't wanna get wet *
(*F: Correction, Mel and I)

Haunted House * split up, I went in with Katrina, Sandhiya and Sandra *
(*F: Dang, till today I've not even been inside one stupid school haunted house. How sad can that be la?)

 

Movie mo: Memoirs of Geisha we watched at my place while ordered McDs breakfast over

( I can count the amount of times you come )
(*F: On yer fingers? =P I think it was after Larian Jalan Raya.)

 

Jogging? No, had to just see your smelly, scrunchy face in bed.
(*F: I was SLEEEEPPPPPYYYYY! You came at what 4 o' clock? )

 

Malaysian Idol * you voted for Daniel while I voted for Nita *
(*F: We had stupid fights bout this too. )

 

One In A Million * you voted for Faizal, me too, but more for Suki *
(*F: I really still don't get how you can vote for Suki. You could have contributed to the success of a TRUE singer but no.... )

 

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We've shared so much.

I thank you for lending a shoulder to cry on, hugs for comfort and talks for relieve.

I love you, my One and Only.

Love, your Other Self.

(*F: Awwwww... I Love you too!)

Alright, screw that title, I'm just in one of my pensive moods which has been getting the better of me this whole year.

What am I doing right now? I'm sitting here at my kitchen table, so called multitasking, 'watching' One Tree Hill ( One of my FAV shows!) and laptoping or if you reaaally wanna know in detail, I'm.....watching..*gasp* something I should't be watching?

Hahaha! Oh puhleez people, close all those gagging mouths already will ya? Just joking! Obviously I'm blogging now right? Right? I'm sure you've figured that out. Steph's the exception I know you might wanna read Qian's blog to find out why.

Anyways,

It's hello rojaky feelings again and buh bye to my sobriety. 

Yeah damnit.  AGAIN! Go ahead pour some ice cold water on me. Stop it Florence! Stop it! Get a grip on yourself and stop all these intruding thoughts and emotions in your head!

I've not blogged for godzilla years. Haven't exactly been in the mood to do so for quite a while already, but this morning, yes it's exactly 12 a.m, I missed reading myself on screen so I just had to do it.

There are so many things I wanna let out and just pour out and let it all go. So damn many, trust me. Two posts back, I wasn't feeling anything, love, joy, sadness, anxiety, so on and so forth but now, yes now, right now, I'm feeling everything but nothing!

Isn't is so true that you don't know what you have til you lose it?

I should be thankful when I was in my numb zen hippie peace loving mode but now, no, I'm angsty, dissapointed and anticipating so many things.

I'm nervous, I'm irritated, I'm annoyed, I'm feeling restless, I feel guity, fat and dumb.

I've not been studying as much as I really and seriously need to nor as much as I wished I had.

I've been bottling up stuff inside which I'm not sure whether to say or not.

I've been hearing stuff I don't wanna hear nor did I ask to hear.

I've been abusing my dog.

Okay, chill. I'm not abusing, abusing. I just haven't been in that chirpie mood to play with it. I'm anything but perky now.

Oh yeah , I'm creditless too. Sad for me. My connection with the world is screwed. Screwy, screwed screwed. =(

And worst of all, I'm getting old.

Yeah, the big 16  is coming in just exactly 3 days! I have serious issues with growing old/up but not taller. Heh.

I'm not even in the mood to *hint hint* at you people. Haha. If you really wanna know what I want, I wanna get over with all this SPM crap. I wanna be fully prepared for the exams, I don't want my secondary school life to end this soon. I wish things have not gotten so screwed between people. I wish friends still stayed friends. I want...inner peace.

I NEED inner peace. I want to get away from all these as soon as SPM's over and done with. I need my sanity.

To be materialistic, just get me a pair of gorgeous Manolo Blahniks, or if you don't have the dosh, a cheaper alternative would be Stuart Weitzman, or maybe Jimmy Choos? Okay fine, still not enough moolah? Hmm, then just get me a pair from Shoes, shoes, shoes in Starhill. Make em extra glitzy studded with diamantes set on luxurious silk satin intertwined with dreamy chiffon ribbons. Thanks. =)

Recently, I feel like I've lost a sense of myself. Even when I'm in the company of many, I feel like I'm not there. Even when I'm laughing along and having fun, there's a part of me that doesn't seem to be there. It's as though I can't find that missing piece of me. Where has it gone? Since when? Why is it that I didn't realise it leaving? I need it back... I do.

Dissapointment was what I felt a few days ago. Those words juttered oh so nonchalantly just kept repeating itself over and over again in my head playing like a recorder. It took only 4 or 5 simple words and a question mark to trigger this horrible feeling of disappointment and upset. I wouldn't say I was 'upset' however,it was more of an niggling feeling, a rather unsettling one to be exact. Whatever that was said made me really wonder about a whole lot of things. I was mostly disappointed because I thought the person would have known me well enough not to ask such a question. Innocent and petty it may seem but it really hurt alot to me. Especially since that particular thing meant so much to me and I took it really seriously. It was more than a choice or decision. It was a passion, a goal, a hope, a dream. Furthermore, it made me feel as though whatever I had told that person was taken lightly when I was actually really serious about it.

But what's said has been said and what's done has been done.

No point fretting over it. The only way is to forgive and TRY to forget. It's a shame to always look behind right?

Okay I finally got that outta my system. It's a total relief to let some stuff out sometimes. I'm the 1st to admit, I'm so not good at this. Hahah. Friends can testify.

Currently, I'm addicted to Apres Moi by Regina Spektor, Lying Is The Most Fun A Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off by Panic! At The Disco, and Drive by Bic Runga ( correct Yeen Lynn? I still can't remember the name right. Lol.) 

Oh oh! I really like Turn Off The Lights by Nelly Furtado too and how could I forget A Lack Of Colour by Death Cab For Cutie? 

I guess I better stop now before I ramble on bout anymore emo-y stuff. I fcukin hate that word. Trust me I really do. Ya know I really mean it when I say fcuk.  

Sigh..I'm out. 

Oh but before that, let me post up some pictures.

Miss Joyce photoshopped em. Credits go to her. Oh don't worry she didn't up a size or two for us. Haha. It's all Au Naturel. She just played around with some lightings for the effect. Since I'm too friggin lazy as always to captionize the pictures ( which I think I will just succumb and do it anyway later I'm just bullsh*tting here heh.) I'll just put up the pics and let ya'll figure it out yerself kay?

 

Is it just me or are the pictures getting bigger and smaller and bigger again?

Oh well, I'm really too lazy to re-edit em.

Yay, that's the only 'oh well' I used in this entire post contrary to previous posts where those two words are omnipresent.

And guess what? I did not succumb to captioning my pics! Bwahahah. I rock. Okay you already know that. Haha. =)

(Re-editted: Eh, why my eyes look so damn sepet here? Sheesh.)

Somehow idk why my blog page just won't open for me. This is extremely frustrating and it makes me want to see a pyschiatrist for sausage rolls.

SIGH!!

If anyone out there, any of the kind souls out there who knows how to put me out of this state of misery, please do! Message me, text me, email me, IM me. Whatever. Do the right thing to save this miserable Drama Queen here.

I know you can read this, but I CAN'T !

So if you do. HELPPPPPP!

SOS!

I'm out. I wanna get INNNNNNN! sigh.....

Ten years from now when I'm gonna be 26 years old, God knows if I'll still be alive by then, I'll look back at all these precious pictures and memories that will be etched in my heart forever and always. Okay, it's sounding a lil' too melodramatic, and I wasn't actually planning to go for that effect besides I'm SO not in that melodramatic mood right now.
*Flips hair like Su 360 degrees and rolls eyes bimbotically like Timosteph.*

I'm not feeling rojak-y anymore, well at least for the moment or rather for today because exams are over yoh! Come on ya'll let's go Hip hip hurray!

Physics Paper 3. That's the paper I gleefully scribbled at spewing dalam nyatas and dalam ketaras at super high speed power clocking in at 30 minutes before time's up ending with a super huge silly grin on my face indicating that all those caffeinated nights and 2 hour slumber marathons have ended!

=)  =)   =)   =)   =)   =)

I'm a very happy pickle right here. 

=)  =)  =)  =)  =)  =)  =)

And when Fleur's happy, she gets hyper and when she's hyper, she goes nuts and she'll annoy everyone (you're about to get a dose of it real soon teehee!) with her nonensical and sometimes sadistic ideas.
*Eyes wide open ala Puss in Boots in Shrek 2* ..But I really do find it funny ma.*pouts*

Hahah! This reminds me of an incident or shall I call it accident that happened the very night before the Maths paper while we were both going through.. was it Ubahan? Well whatever it was, we were texting each other discussing some really important matters that we had to get over with such as how frrrrrrriggin hot and sexy Justin Timberlake was when he danced to open for the VMAs. Duh, we all probably already know how hot he is so there's no need for me to gush over him anymore. Su will probably just get all green-eyed and possessive that I'm even talking about her self professed beau. Less much talking about his sex appeal.

Back to the texting, I was getting really bored and a lil' psycho from all that figuring out of the last few topics of Form 5.( I'm not a Maths biz yeah so what? ) So I decided to do something really productive ( not literally! Hahah!) like picking at a scab on my neck, or as I like to put it, plucking out my oxydised platlets. I was pulling and scrapping it out when suddenly blood just started to splurt out like the geiser in Yellowstone Park. Obviously I was horrified and I didn't know what to do, so I did as the romans did (what the..?)and grabbed a tisssue and started to soak up all the blood. At that moment I was really caffeinated and I couldn't even think straight. Completely intrigued I was by the bloody crimson red mess coming from that tiny teeny scab in my neck that a truly amazing idea hit me at that sec! I was gonna save up that piece of very 'O' blood soaked tissue to put on my mum's bed right beside her just so that I could hear her scream in terror or horror the very next morning! Bwahahaha!
 
Sure, I was extremely tempted to carry out my ingenious plan but the consequences of me doing so would be also extremely fatal. So instead of giving my mum the scare, I decided to freak Su out instead. I quickly texted her and told her that I had cut my neck and it wouldn't stop bleeding. Knowing her, she immediately freaked out and started to pound .... (hahahah Su please don't kill me!) She always does that when she's either angry, sad or happy. she texted me back and asked in her very exaggerative manner whether I was okay and whether I had bled to death yet. So teruk la this gal. I know la, if i die no one will fight with you over Justin or Wade or Tommy anymore ma then you can plan your grandiose scheme of overtaking my closet! HAHA. But of course, my red blood cells were pretty awesome, they didn't even come close to giving up on me. And even if blood was already dripping and soaking my hair, I was still alive! Amazing isn't it?

I texted her back and told her I was fine just that my wound wouldn't stop bleeding and she replied and told me to hold a tissue to my neck. Like duh, as if i haven't figured that out yet! Haha. But, behind that caring facade of hers, there was still this burning desire in her to see me perish from the grounds of the earth. Horror of horrors if that were to happen. Imagine the sorrow all mankind will have to face mourning the loss of such a great person ever to live in this age. ( Hey self praise is not no praise okay? Neither is it a disgrace rather call it a public upraise! HAHA! What can I say? Honesty IS the best policy!) Okay back to exposing Su's evil plans, she thought she could mask her bad intentions, but alas! Mua was to smart to be deceited. =)

She tried to pry out from me about how I managed to cut myself, God knows what she intends to do. Hmm... maybe she wants to follow suit? It's not a trend to follow mind you! But oh well, they say that imitatation is the best form of flattery but that's just my assumption spurred by my 90% accurate intuition. So I just told her that I was thinking of Romeo and Juliet and decided to self inflict some drama upon myself and to discourage her from cutting herself since I being the kind soul that I was, i told her that I was actually just pulling out my skin. Which is to come to think of it partly true! The only lie was that I was actually thinking of Macbeth at that moment! wtf haha!

Now, after I've gone around the world and back again with my whole long story, I've finally come to the whole point of sharing this very pointless story with ya'll which is about the sms that I'll not forget in say a few months? Hahah su I'm not that obsessed with you as you are to me considering the amount of smses I've sent you that you're still keeping dating back to a decade ago. She went like..
  
'WHAT? Pulled out a chunk of skin? And you think pulling out chunk of skins is normal dailyactivity and you find it funny? 

Hahahahah! that's one of the funniest smses anyone has ever sent me. Yeah so that's the whole point of the nonsense on top. Hahahahahah! Wait! Hold your tomatoes! Don't start pelting me with tomatoes ! Throw me Chanel shades and Prada pumps instead! i don't mind getting bruised by it since I get to keep em later on. =)

Honestly, this whole post was supposed to be a picture post filled with pictures taken in school but I just couldn't think of something suitable to relate it to and as you can see, I started off in this whole let's look back 15 years from now on. But as you can so so so see, i just wasn't in the mood to churn out heart warming and touching sob stories on how wonderful school life was yada yada yada and all just yet! I'll save that for the end of the year when I'm truly emofied with the whole I'm never going back to school ever again syndrome. Right now, I'm just overjoyed that exams has ended FOR NOW. And thus, I got a lil carried away with the drama. Hahah okay maybe i got rocketted away. But hey,

You have been warned earlier on about this whole bollocksity ! =)

Let me just get down with posting up the pictures huh? =)

The ONLY picture where everyone's behaving and posing decently. Do ya know how difficult it is to rein in these people?? They never stop talking, laughing, crapping, jumping, blabbering and being a pain in the butt. Haha, how would I know also la? I'm one of em. LOL!

Can you spot Mahey starting the nonsense with his ongoing I'm the number one man thing at the far left corner of the third row? Luckily he's not standing at the black windows or else we won't even be able to see him!



Mahey, Hadi and Azzfar. The three munkys at the back.

Insanity. A mild taste of it.

Insanity. Full throttle.

Girls being girls, we stayed back for some extra preening in front of the cam.

You jump, I jump! ( note Su's hair! Fuiyoo! Experience it in all it's seaweedness!)

 

For once, steph seems to be one top of the world!

Mahey The Man the trying to be kawaii Camwhore.

I have no idea what Ever's trying to do .



Mel's trying to do the East side West side sign. Tak jadi lah gal.

Whats with my muka tembok?



One of my favourite pictures ever together with Mahey! We hardly take any pictures together cause he's always too busy chattin' up chicks . Teruk la you your best friend you tinggalkan semata-mata perempuan lain??



Yes! Good job! Good job! Fleur you're THE BEST! hahahah..!

Trying to pose gangsta yoh. Hey it actually looks fetched! =)



Another unforgettable moment of getting dunked during canteen day.

And it's a wrap! So Su, is this post one of the most beautiful posts too? Hahaha! Okay, i better run before the gal with the seaweed hair comes after me and pounds ... ! HAHAH!

Right now, I'm feeling all rojak-y inside. Why rojak-y? I don't know exactly why either. I can't seem to put my finger on what I'm feeling inside. Let's just put it as mixed feelings that I can't describe. Macam rojak la kan?

I'm not sad.( Why would I be anyway?)

I'm not happy.( There's nothing to be extraordinarily happy about. It's not that I get to appear on TRL live everyday anyways.)

I'm not mad. ( No one has gotten on my nerves yet.)

I'm not nervous. ( Nervousness doesn't come often for me.)

I'm not anxious. ( Anxiety? Nope. Not it.)

I'm not in love.( Love. What is love? )

I'm not heartbroken. ( Nope. well except that I'm not able to see Justin up live. )

I'm not envious. ( Well not particularly. Okay maybe I'm just envious of thin people considering that I'm of luncheon meat material.)

I'm not ashamed. ( I don't care what you think. All that matters is what I think. Like I always say, you don't judge me, I judge myself. )

I'm not afraid. ( Not at the moment. No I'm not.)

I'm not confused. ( I'm so over being confused, trust me. All that confusion, it eats me from within. better to be without it.)

I'm not tired. ( Surprising isn't it since I've survived on barely 2 to 3 hours of sleep this past two weeks. Getting up at 3 bloody Am to study. )

I'm not lonely. (My friends would kill me if I ever said I was lonely since they being the most wonderful people in the world have always been here to keep me from loneliness. I have no right to ever rant about being lonely.)

So you see, I have absolutely no idea what I'm feeling now. And I wouldn't actually mind if it's not bothering me. All I can say is that I feel like talking to someone. Someone, anyone who would understand what I'm feeling now. Have you ever felt as though you just wanted to sit and talk with someone, anyone, even a stranger over just about anything and everything under the sun? About your life. About your past, your present, your future. Yin Kit calls it deep stuff. Haha. Funny isn't it how I feel the way I feel now.

Hmm... would you call this emptiness? How does it feel to be empty on the inside? Lifeless? Would i know? Do you know?

This feeling of discontentment and dissatisfaction and longing for something more?

I'm content. I'm satisfied with the way things are now, yet I know I am longing for that something more. What exactly, I do not know though. Don't get me wrong here, I'm not down in that sad, dark, moody, self-pitying mood now, I'm just inquisitive about life.

Life in itself is a huge subject. Life is beautiful I believe. Even with life's downs. It makes you stand up and be a better and stronger person. You live , you learn. There's so much more to life. Everything that happens around you that's life. Have you ever wondered why things happened the way they did? Why were you born the person you are today? Why were you born into the family you're in? Every single thing is wonderful about life if only you look at it in a different perspective. The littlest things may even amaze you about the wonders of life. Think about it. Why did you do the things you do? Why did you say the stuff you said? Why do you love? Why do you hate? Why do you love that person you love? Why not someone else? What brought you together? Fate? Do you believe in fate? Does fate determine our life? Or do we path our own destinies? Even if you try to do all you can to make something happen perhaps you end up failing because it was never meant to be in the beginning.

Being the stubborn soul that I am, I refuse to acknowledge the fact that fate determines our life. I truly believe that we decide our own destinies. We are responsible for our lives. However, over time I've come to accept that fate does play a part in our lives. We can plan and do all we want to make things happen but in the end, it doesn't go accordingly. Fate you say?

Que sera, sera,
Whatever may be , may be?
All will be, will be?
Really?

I've been through talking about all these things, whatever you may call it, 'deep' issues I suppose with a variety of people and we just couldn't come to a conclusion and at the end, we had our own conflicting opinions and we just had to agree to disagree. Well, like I've always said, who can tell us what's right nor wrong? It can be right to you but it may not seem so to me, just the same for what can be terribly wrong for you but perfectly fine for me.

Quoting Shakespeare, "Nothing is right or wrong. Thinking makes it so."

Makes sense right? The government tells us whats wrong or right. Religion tells us whats wrong and whats right. Everyone's telling us everything.Damn, I better not start a controversy. Wouldn't wanna be sued for defaming anyone or whatsoever.

I would love to go on, sadly, my mum's bugging me loads to get off the comp. Sigh...

Btw, people go download this song, it's called If No One Would Listen, by Keri Noble. It's a beautiful and meaningful song.

Maybe no one told you there is strength in your tears
And so you fight to keep from pouring out
But what if you unlock the gate that keeps your secret soul
Do you think there's enough that you would drown?

If no one will listen
If you decide to speak
If no one's left standing after the bombs explode
If no one wants to look at you
For what you really are
I will be here still
I will be here still

No one can take you where you alone must go
There's no telling what you will find there
And, God, I know the fear that eats away at your bones
It's screaming every step, "Just stay here"

If you find your fists are raw and red from beating yourself down
If your legs have given out under the weight
If you find you've been settling for a world of gray
So you wouldn't have to face down your own hate

I'm off. Will be back in say 2 weeks? Love ya'll!

"Nothing unusual, nothing strange, close to nothing at all, same old scenario, same old rain, just a lil' older that's all."

After what seems to be ages since I've restrained from the lovely joys of self-indulgence (yes blogging IS a form of self-indulgence no matter what you may try to call it, whether you think it is SELF expression, or an outlet to showcase that narcissictic side of ourselves, yada yada yada, it all leads down to that one syllable, one letter word I. Now, if it being all bout me, myself and I ain't self-indulgence then what is hun?) I've finally succumbed to this somehow perverse desire and passion to blog once again.

Okay fine, sue me if you will for going against my words with that infamous line uttered by yours truly, "I'm not gonna blog EVER again til after SPM!" which friends who know me well and through snigger at. So you got me. But hey! in my defense, I've refrained for THREE WHOLE MONTHS without blogging yoh! That's a total accomplishment for me doncha ya'll think? With you people out there placing bets of a week or two on me. HAH! See, I, Florence, the blogging addict which on an average used to post up at least two posts per day managed to survive without expressing myself through blogging for three whole friggin months. Now, someone should be in charge of giving this admirable chick an award. =)

As you can obviously tell, I've not changed a bit in that 3 whole miserable months (for you of course) that I was gone from my blog. I'm still that person who has had high dosages of QY til i've become so overtly perasan like her. Blame her if you will. She caused this very innocent and humble girl to become this highly self- opinionated- I'm- greater- than- thou-idontcarewhatyouthink-but-you-gotta-love-me-cause-I-rock person. =)

Anyways, it feels great to be back! And what an appropriate time to make my major comeback considering that trials is just A DAY AWAY???? Let's not get started on that since I'm in such a jolly good mood right now.

To clear things off where I left time 3 months ago, I can truly and honestly say that I'm no longer that emofied hurt and gullible person whose posts at that time consisted mainly about a certain someone who's not worth all that drama after all. Let's just say that gal who once drowned in her sorrows and constantly got all emofied whenever she came on9 ( when I blog about what i'm feeling duh. Not when i see the screen monitor and gets all emo-y God, why am I having the privillege to go on9 when kids in Israel are suffering emo ok? I'm weird but not that weird.) is now gone. Yeah, she finally came to the stage where she could move on fully with her life and just forget the past just like how she knew she was able to back then just that she didn't want to or couldn't do so.

My life history aside, i'm currently in such a 'Hippie Emo mood'. It's not those sad, I'm suffocating in my life moods, rather it's one of those yeah, my life's actually pretty fine despite some hiccups here and there. It's like I'm in such an ethereal state of mind where everything's light and airy around me, and I'm in a virtual world of my own. I'm not too sure if this is a good thing though since trials ARE in A DAY. I should be here firmly down on earth feeling the pressure and the stress like all my other friends eh?

Oh well, at least I have a companion in Yeen Lynn who's a lil like me since she's on such a blogging spree ever since she got her Internet connection not too long ago. This gal, she's been wasting her blog pages blubbering and blubbering all about this Matt Baloney guy and Mr Oscar who I guess is very wild? HAHA I know you're give me hell over what i just wrote but since I'm such a good friend and since you mentioned me THREE meagre times in your post that day I'm gonna give ya some valuable advise. Heehee. You should ya know, dedicate more of your time and posts to someone truly awesome and one of a kind who sits next to ya in Add Maths tuition. *wink wink hint hint*

As I was saying this whole 'Hippie Emo-ness' is causing me to be so retrospective about life and all. This feeling which has been incessantly surrounding me, enveloping me into this other realm where all seems so fairytale and enchantment like. Think fairies roaming alongside us humans, swans flying amongst the birds, and majestic white siberian tigers keeping guard outside the school.

Okay, go ahead and think I'm a freak.All my friends would agreeably testify that I and only I alone would be capable of such ingenious idosyncrasies. They should be fully aware of that unrivalled fact since i've subjected them to such pure insanity all these years. Oh oh! Add Maths tuition is one such place where i my 'talents' to use what with the help of 3 equally insane 'mangkins' to help spur on the chemical reaction.(what the..?)  I'm sure Su is going all 'WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH HER BESIDES FROM HER MISS SELFRIDGE TOPS," right this sec. Am i right Su?  I know you too well you lil' broccolli Madam Seaweed Ocean. And you'e gonna go all, " This gal is deprived...she's seriously deprived of something."

Speaking of Add Maths tuition, there is no other place where we came up with such pure nonsense. It is actually ridiculous the amount of stuff we come up with to talk about.( I can sense fingers pointing at me already.) From debating about how porkerisme affects our life and diet plans, to how Winnie The Pooh is a bad example to innocent kids because the bear aint wearing no pants. i feel bad for the poor bear, even he was not spared from us.

 I was just asking DJ Bear about whether he agreed to that statement or not and guess what his answer was...

"HAHAH. No la, he wants to express himself in that way then let him be lah. "

Now we all know exactly what Dj Bear is like... Oh well he has a point right? And that's his opinion, fine by me.. =)

But wait a minute, I don think I see animals dressing up in the jungle or whatsoever right? Yuvha must have been hallucinating when she said that. Pardon her. She's not usually that crazy. =)

Back to the point, the Hippie mode, yes, i've been practically living on nothing but food for the soul! Music has inevitably become part of my life. It plays a major part in my life. I cant seem to live without the sweet sounds of melodies even for an hour. I have been living on just these few songs for the past week..:

1) Don't Speak- No Doubt ( one of my very favourites. i could listen to this the whole day long. Mandy, how could you not like or at least TRY to like or PRETEND to like your best friend's favourite song??) =)

2) Damien Rice's The Blower's Daughter, Amie, and Volcano. ( with beautiful lyrics which i call poetry for the soul such as, " What I am to you is not real, what i am to you is not what i mean." , all i can say is all hail Damien Rice.)

3) Drive by Incubus ( This gets me going everyday.)

4) Lemon Tree by Oasis. ( I absolutely adore this song! it has such a cutesy infectious beat at the start that get's you bobbin your head along to til you soak in the lyrics albeit simplistic it may be means a whole great lot to me. )

5) Songs by Evanescence. ( One of my ultimate fav bands. I love Tourniquet and Hello most. )

6) Happy Family by Simple Plan. ( Freaky Friday.. aahh, the memories..)

7) Last but not least , I'm listening to some heart- warming, fuzzy, lovey dovey and yes, sappy love songs. Eg. "I've finally found someone"-Bryan Adams and Barbara Streisand, "Whole Again"-Edge of Fire, and "Girl"- Frequency Cannon ( support the local music scene yoh! Haha like lah I'm so patriotic but that's what has been ingrained into my head. Hitz. Fm tagline doh. )

I have to admit, my musical tastes have taken a 180 degree turn ever since idk when. ( 180 cause if its 360 you end back where you 1st are, courtesy of Jo, I'm now gleefully annoying people with her tag phrase) but no fret mandy, i'm still into all the bomb diggity trippin hippy to the hop songs! =)

I know I've mentioned it like twice to ya but i can't help myself but to repeat again the irony that "your song" is Control Myself while mine's always has been Lose Control. Hahah.

Well, isn't ironic? ( another song i like that you hate) =*(

Gal, you better get used to my music tastes soon cause you're gonna hate it when we go driving round town together and you're into Barry Man the Low and I'm all " so Sally cant wait, she know's it too late.." Hahah.

But one thing i know we can always agree on is Hip Hop! I have to thank you again for that evening. I've not had much fun like that with ya ever since so long ago. Well guess who's the culprit again huh? Bloody....s..p..m..

Wow this is probably the longest post I've ever typed up sans pictures. Posts with pictures will have to wait til after trials or SPM. Okay i hear sniggers again. Heesh. Well, Gol and Gincu still rocks. No matter what you say baby. Okay, whre did that come from?

I have loads more to say and I don't think there's enough time for me to say it all here and now. So maybe next time.And since i ended on such a bad note the last time i blogged, here's a piece of good news to end by post now.

Good news #1
Mandy won the gol and Gincu set yesterday on 8tv. Congrats and I hate you but i love you babe.

Good news #2
Psst... i think my mum knows I've my heart and sights set on Mass Comm ever since and she's actually fine with it. Yay! She even mentioned it to me and asked me to join this something something that has to do with it. Some thingamajig. And i was so freaking worried to admit it to her and the rest of family. Still am but things are starting to look brighter. =)

Til then...

Love Fleur.

Bloody bloody bloody bloody bloody blogdrive.

why, why do I always have to start out my posts by cursing at this s2pid blogdrive thingy! ish... spoiler nye. =0!!! ^^&*58%^&%8%$6!!!

Damnit stop wiping out everything that I type already. Do you just hate me so much ? ish..

okay okay relax, relax, breathe 1, 2, oombawebe, oombawebe!

*breathe*!

So, as i was typing...

To cut the whole story short, this is gonna be my last post for now..this year. That's if I can resist the temptation to login into this STUPID blogdrive account and start spewing crap plus nonensical happenings of my daily life plus defaing some of my fellow friends names. =)

Til I conquer my biggest fear at the mo which obviously is the much dreaded 3 letter killer in my life, SPM. Like duh.. I will control myself and not succumb to this whole on9 addiction anymore.

Its high time i start FOCUSing on my studies and getting my life back on track.
And by FOCUS i mean really really really FOCUS with my whole heart and soul. No more slacking and studying half-heartedly anymore. And certainly no more tidak apa attitude.

I was such a bloody slacker this whole past two years.I suck. i truly do.

I've been doing evrything else besides studying and there's barely a month left before trials. *SCREAMS!* At the rate I'm studying it'll take a miracle for me to do well in my Chem and Add Maths. This sucks.

I've to start working triple no quadruple hard from now on. I'll work my ass off! i have to! For my 11 A1s (omg it seems like an impossible dream at the mo.) my scholarship, my dream, my ambition, my goal... i'll do it.

hey! That's EXACTLY what i'll do since i DO wanna get rid of my huge colossal ass. heehee. It's a 2 in 1. Smart me. I'm delighted. =)

back to saying goodbye. Since it's my last post here. it's gonna be COLOURFUL! It's not a sad ending... with every ending there's gonna be new beginning right? =)

When i do finally blog again, i'll be as free as a butterfly! not that I like butterflies anyway, i dread them, yes beautiful creatures and all bla bla bla but they just creep me out. the feeling of em fluttering against your bare skin is just plain freaky.

and since this is gonna be my last post I'm gonna be just plain random! Yay!

i love randomness and spontaneity. =) doncha all?

Saying doncha reminds me of the PCD concert gonna be held on the 26th of July at the sunway surf beach. i wish i could go as it's obviously gonna be such a hot event. nicole!! She's the hottest cat in it. I love her bod and her hair and her clothes. and her facial bone structure is just lovely. She's one hell of a chick that makes you wanna go bi. =)

Bi not les, cause there's lotsa other hot guys out there too. right kan?

Will I end up going or not? Duh, i wouldn't wanna state the obvious. Bleah sad me.

But it's okay, i 'm already imagining how i'm gonna make up for the loss of all the going out for all these happening events this year already. I've had enough of mending a broken heart since i was forsaken the chance to attend all there was and is and all that's left of this year's so called 'Events of the Year.'

nothing is gonna stop me from going to every single event next year well except obesity. damn, I'm on the verge of that.

ANTM season 5 has started showing on channel V. all i can say is that, the house rocks and i like Jayla. she seems edgy. i like. the winner? Don't continue reading if you don wanna know who won this season. But i bet you've already been told by some one as evil as i am who will ignore all your pleas and cries of 'Don't tell me!!!!' . yes, evil people unite. =) Buahahaha!

The winner is Nicole and i think she sucks. Damn, she's so ordinary looking just a typical white girl with no edge whatsoever to her personality, she acts dumb and she speaks dumb. bleah. But i've not seen her photo taking abilities yet, so i'll give her a chance. Though I doubt I'll be religiously watching this season's episodes like last season's.

I'm proud to say that i've watched EVERY single episode of last season's ANTM at least once or even more but the saddest and stupidest part is that i missed the finale. -.- noob nye. Don't ask why.

And i've finally reduced my television time. hee hee. It wasnt easy ya know considering I'm such a tv addict. Actually I'm an addict on so many things. heesh. Not that it's a very bad thing right?

Be glad for me k? i'm only watching my 6-7 drama serials everyday now plus my dance fever on mon nights at ten straight after my psychics tution, wade robson on sat at 8.30-9.30, and antm on thurs at 10. ( that's if I decide to watch lah.)

I'm sick right now and I'll probably blog again after spm using blogspot already.

Music is my ecstasy right now. it get's me high. especially rock music now with all the drums and the guitar rifts. =)

My brain's all screwed up right now. i'm so tired. having a horrible headache and flu is running like the river nile.

The next time i go on9, I'll just blog read. So til after SPM and all, i'll blog again bout everything that i've yet to blog about, Jo's party, the drama team's foray into professional theatre at Actors Studio and and all the stuff.

i'm getting lazy to blog anymore. i'm trying to get songs from everyone. bugging them in fact.

Oh i forgot to mention, i finally got my own comp already yay!! so no more need for me to sneak around using my sis's. heehee.=)

Just some last pics til next year...

while i'm waiting for my photoshop to function, i can feel my butt getting swollen from over sitting and i should really be in bed by now..aiz...

Our banner which was in my opinion the best looking one there. =) I just LOVE it. It looks so professional.

Su and I listening to what she calls her inspiration and her light, alanis Morissette before leaving for Actors Studio for rehearsal.

We've got sneakers that's hotter then your heels. =)

Mel and i into the bus. i was having a bad hair day. =(

Our very own slumber party in the bus. I love this pic! it's so lovey dovey! =)

Just plain posing for the cam. oh as usual lah. haha.

The chicks.

Another one with Dana looking hot in this pic.

Divas!!The day of the real competition. After Actors Studio.

Su and i are the ultimate shades addict.

Look! Amelia's another shades freak!! With Eugene lookin rather..erm..he's expression leaves much to say.. haha

The last pictha for the day back at school. I'm havin Persephone Pennopelli's hat with me. =)

And the final picture...

The whole group picture at Magical Theatre Restaurant for Jo and Ever's Birthday Party. I'll blog bout that next time round. Haven't gotten the pics from mua friends. Everyone looks so pretty here for the gals and the guys look good too. hahah. =)

i LOVE this pic!

For all the fun I had this whole year, it was well worth it.

So long and goodbye my beloved blog.

This week has been a week where I was forced to learn the word CONTROL.

Oh boy it hasn't been easy( the pain! the torture!) but I'm trying and I'm not giving up! I will fight for it even if it means giving up my beloved delicious oh-so-yummy and oil laden wedges, my Mcds, my garlic bread, my crispy sambal belacan and my milo and cereal! But ultimately my WEDGES!!!!

Addiction doesnt even seem right.

I'd say it has become part of me, well even if you look at it literally, yeah it HAS become part of me. In the form of FATS!

Man, i need to control myself. Ze ze ze ze ze ze ze ze zezezeze! =)

I can't believe i'm capable of munching on colossal porportions of food non stop. My mouth is like a machine crunching away hard at work. I would say it's diligent. =)

But my will is weak... WAS weak correction! I actually screamed all 1000 decibels of my voice when i spotted wedges in Mel's pockets the other day in class. I was practically wrestling Rud and Ever just to get my hands on em wedges.

My mouth was watering. I could smell the aroma. It was just tempting me. It called out to me to come get some. How I could I resist? How could YOU resist? The taste and aroma of it. My face was a picture of pleasure and serenity when I finally sunk my teeth into one of em. Hell it was just oh-so-pure.

It was like meeting the love of your life and then discovering that he had NO beautiful wife! yet! ( means me lah Hahah! ss!) =)

Wasn't it just so unironic?

But I have to thank my personal trainer Rufus Ruddy Rud! He was so kind and patient with me and all my whining and complaining and he never gave up hope on me even when I complained the ultimate to him.

Unlike my other 'tidak berbelas kasihan' friends ahem ahem who gave up on me.

HOW COULD YOU??????

And also Ever and the rest of the world whom I would never let to live in peace til they've heard me go on and on and on AND on again about my weight and my fats.

Heehee. I'm so sorry but what can I do? What can I say?

I've huge rib bones!! And a huge butt and chunky thighs and calves and i bloated tummy to go with it!

I almost look pregnant!

No no now that's Yuvha. But I don't think I'm allowed to speak of her pregnancy here in my blog since she has not even found out who the real father of the baby is. So til she confirms it, I'll let ya'll know.

Back to my fat-ness. I've gained 5 full kgs. God damnit!

I deserve em. Yes I've heard that a milion times. I don't deserve to complain.

I brought that catastrophy upon myself. It was no one but mua own fault.

But i digress!!!!

I blame it on genetics!!! 

Okay okay..I know i play a part in this too..but just a teeny weeny lil minor role. (*puppy dog eyes*-in case you were wondering, I'm fully capable of that ) =)

But it's okay, it's alright.

I'm working on it. At the mo, I've lost 0.4 kgs! YAY!!! That's like friggin 400 grams ya know! A reason to celebrate!! Let's all go to Italiannies! Or Chillies or that matter. Oh oops, i forgot I'm not supposed to eat anything of that sort til the 26th of July.

Why? Ask Rud lah. He's the mastermind behind my diet and exercise regime.

Thank you again my friend. And friends and world for putting up with me and the mental torture I subject ya'll to time and again. I plead guilty.

I'm surprised I've not been assasinated yet til today. You all are extremely patient and virtuous. Heehee.

Well, with patience comes virtue right? Righhttt?

Patience is a virtue you see.

Another thing we should all toast to is how I'm finally completely UN-EMO now!

Hip hip hurray! =) I'm sure you've noticed by the look of this post.

I'm fat yes, but I'm HAPPY! Not because I'm fat you idiot, just because I'm well happy.

But it's ironic how when I'm feeling happy inside, I don't show it on the outside.

I've become noticeably quieter and less cheerful. That's what people tell me. Even Jamie told me recently, 'Hey Florence, you've become very studious huh recently?'

I didn't know whether to laugh or to cry.

To laugh or to cry?

Me? Studious?

Those two weren't synonym to each other since the start of form 3 anymore.

But i guess it's a good thing right? SPM!!! Focus gal focus!

As I was saying...

I've finally got it all figured out. Thanks a whole bunch to talking to many random people recently and just listening to what they have to say bout themselves and everything else.

It really made me realise stuff and apply it to what I'm going through and all.

It was just a relieve talking to Mandy the other day. What we went through just to find a comfortable and quiet place to talk was just beyond! Gosh, we had to endure a whole 'warfield' experience thanks to Jake, Nicol, Kar Weng and Eu Jyn. Thanks alot guys, we really ENJOYED the whole experience! I felt like a complete refugee, what resorting to being made to keep still and silent and hiding under the table everytime a potential predator (a teacher)passes by. It was hilarious though the way they were like, click click, clear! Hahah!

Also talking to Dana was comforting and relaxing. Just sittin by the sofa before Khai's and refusing to enter the class til teacher was like Hurry hurry masuk kelas! Hahah. We should really do that more often! =)

I miss Khai's classes when I was in Form 3 and the beginning of Form 4.  *sigh*

Those were the times where her classes were held in the comfort of a house and not the very uptight and tution center-like place it is now.

Thinking back, I really enjoyed going for her tuitions.

It was actually FUN!

No seriously, it was one of the best tuitions to go for back then where we would laugh a load there, climb over chairs just to get the best seats, jump over each other, talk a whole load of crap, Qian, remember my infamous cow got tail ar? Hahah!, people watch, bitch and gossip bout seniors and their fashion sense, people watch, all the teasings, reading mags during the time where we were supposed to do our karangan, get cramped and squashed during the intersections where we were supposed to change places with the other forms and where we actually do and finish all her hw. (well, besides miss Qy lah who never fails to finish all her work now also.)

...Aaahhh, the days gone by....

Now? We probably are the ones bitched and gossiped upon by the lower formers, we don't do our work anymore, no more jumpin over chairs, no more comfortable homey feel of a house, no more excitement going to tuition, no more people watching, no more this no more that. It gets boring. We're all growing up. We're all gonna die soon. Aaaaahhhh!

Okay drama aside, now I find it tedious to go for Bm tuition. And I think teacher don't sayang us as much as before already . *sob sob* Why? because we hardly finish her work, and most of all we terlalu bising and buat hal in her class lah. Everytime teacher walks in, she pleads for us to shut up and get on with our work and she threatens us with more work, but do we actually heed her woeful pleas and threats?

Erm....not really! We zip it for like barely one or two miliseconds and all hell breaks loose again as laughter errupts with a mighty BUAHAHAHA. -.-

I realise the noise in the class is mainly if not all brought upon by us bunch of Fourians. We ,the noisy people. The other school students must really hate us, but do we care? Haha not really. we continue to produce nothing more but noise and more noise. We're really inconsiderate. =)

But point is...I really miss those classes in the houses! Wish we can have those again. =(

It's 3 more months til I say goodbye to my secondary school life. It's all too fast. Too too fast.

I'm not sure if I want it to end so fast just yet....

Goodbye is hard to say...

 

 

 

I'm cursing blogdrive like hell right now. Damnit. Why does this always happen to me? Every single time I type one whole bloody long hell of a good post, it just wipes it all out. Do you understand the anguish you have brought upon me you you you evil evil evil horrible thing of a drive!

ARGH!!!!!!

Okay, I won't let this spoil my cheery mood right now. This cheery mood has been pretty non existant recently. I won't let some shit like this ruin my gaiety. Nope not this noob blogdrive shit.

As i was saying in my previous post, which got wiped away thank you very much, the previous post I mean the one that got published that is but not without the one I wrote before it got wiped out too.

Anyway, that post, it was written by some highly strung emotional, erratic, irrational, psychotic, mentally impaired gal with an overtly active imagination who cant live without her dose of high drama every single day. Not to mention she will be sitting for her SPM this year which thus makes the whole 'fiction' told self explainatory. =)

Just hope I didn't freak all of you out too much. I don't usually ramble about stuff like that but i just couln't help it yesterday.

It's just hours away til I celebrate the triumph of a French win over the Italians. =)

I curse Yuvha for not bringing me along to the Hotlink Street party and then down to Soul Out for the finals tonight. How nice if I were to have parents like hers to take me to such fiestas. I would be so happy....

Well, i just wasnt blessed with rents' who takes immense joy and pleasure in allowing their precious lil daughter out way past her bedtime into the streets loomin with darkness and danger just for a Whatt? Worllld Cup finals arr? Go study now!! Not to mention, their concern for me getting raped or abducted by lusty old drunken men who have eyes only for one ball on the screen lest should they flash theirs. Eewww..!

Besides, the only thing that'll manage to grab their atention and for them to peel their eyes away from the screen would be two other ballic figures which I don't realy possess. Well, not so much of it though.

 Not so sure what I'm talking about? Go figure.

This year has been a bitch in terms of going out. You have no idea how screwed my social life is now since I've not been able to step foot outta house. How many hot and happening events have I sinced missed? I suppose I speak on behalf of Su and Mel too huh? Our hearts have been ripped apart just thinking about all the fun we missed. Don even bother asking me which events. I cant bear the stab on my heart anymore.

The open gap is getting wider and wider as the day goes by til the day SPM ends, it shall never heal again.

And after I finally get my driving license, will my heart be in one single piece again.

I await that fateful life changing revelation of a day!

Til then I'll just have to comfort myself with photography..haha =)

After endless posts of emoness and nothing but emoness, sans all thepics I'm used to posting up. Finally, here's a post with 'art' in it.

Bear in mind, 'art' is to be prceived differently by every other eye.  =)

Why the whole philosophical demeanour?

There can only be two people to blame. Read Yeen Lynn's blog to find out. She has been indulging in a philosophical quoting war with none other then her other half which I'm sure spices up their relationship a lil bit more. Hahah!

Back to 'art'... here's some art Joyce and I collaborated in producing..

Put your hands up and screammm!! ( I secretly envy her protruding hip bones, since my hips have nothing else to protrude except for fats. Sighh...)

A typical picha of us psychopaths showcasing our tongues to the world for all to see.

She loves me and I'm just enjoying the attention she lavishe on me. =)

I'll be home bumming alone. Watching the finals alone tonight. Or rather tomorrow morning. How pathetic could that get? Sigh!

It'll be four more years til the next world cup. FOUR more years. Man, I'll be 20 by then. That's old. I don think I'll even be in Msia anymore by that time. No more sitting at home alone doin time in prison.

I'll be out and about! Painting the town red! Whoot! In my Lambhorg! I might just be watching the finals LIVE wherever it's gonna be held in four years time.

Hey, maybe i should! Who wants to join me? Anyone? It'll be fun I promise! =)

If you want to join me, you have approximately four years to get some dough starting form tomorrow. Next four years, on this day, this date.....

I'll be there cheering live!!!!

Heck, right now, I'll just have to live with slumping on my sofa with a guzzle in one hand and a snack on the other which ultimately ends up to FATS.

FRANCE WILL WIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

First up I wanna say a big Holla to Pn. Vijaya who has been reading my blog recently. Teacher, if you see this leave a tag k? Acknowledgement is the key! =)

It's a bit weird when you get teachers reading your blog, What's next? Celebs? Haha how I wish!

Anyway, as you can see, I've finally gotten over my month long emo phase. Now that's something to celebrate! =) Aren't ya'll happy for me? Betcha must be thinking, Oh hell yes! No more emo posts and erratic mood swings from this remorseful and highly emotional chick anymore. Isn't that nice? Well whatever it is, I've finally gotten over whatever was buggin me a whole lot at that mo.

And it feels great to be back to my usual crazy self. I miss me! You do too right? Or not.

It took me a long while to get to normal, well, as normal as I could possibly be, but hey I'm on my way, and it's working out perfectly or so it seems. I realise I've been forging closer bonds with many of my friends too recently. Emoness brings the world round. =)

I'm not in a very bloggy mood right now. I don feel like saying much. I don't feel like typing.  I don't feel like blogging anymore for the time being. I just feel so weirded out. Life has been pretty much wirded out. I prefer to have face to face conversations nowadays. So much more meaningful. So many things to be said and expressed. We can just talk about every single detail.

Till I feel like bloggin again, just talk to me f2f okay? I've been tagged but I really don't feel like doing it right now. I'm supposed to write bout the 8 things my perfect life partner would possess. Have been discussing that loads with my friends in school recently. I realise we've been discussing really heavy and deep topics nowadays. Must be the pressures of SPM that's screwing up our mind. And the thought that we're all gonna move on with our own lifes after SPM, going our own separate ways, it's just sad thinking about it. Really makes me wanna cry..and I was just saying that i was over being emo.

I better stop all this rambling. I'm in the mood to talk right now so anyone wants a chat, I'm here k? I'd rathre be off blog reading then blogging so til then..

And just to let all you people know how much I love of all you! My friends especially! All of you who have been there for me, taking all the shit from me in bad times and sharing all the laughter and love during the good. You guys make me smile! And I'll keep on smiling as long as ya all are here with me!

LOVE YA'LL SO SO MUCH! =) =)

Oh another thing, I'm crazy over James Blunt's High, Avril's Naked and Keri's Talk To Me.