a post-exam post
*my goodies
*my goodies
*my goodies
*not my goodies!
- ciara f/ petey pablo

tuneless but catchy song! when i say tuneless i mean tuneless. YES TUNELESS! that's ciara-style for u.

duh statement: prelims are over
even duh-er statement: i screwed it upp!! ohh!! wat to do wat to do!! (lol jk)

ive learnt to take the screwups lightly. screwups are inevitable in exams. an exam without a screwup jus lacks the exams vibe. so there's gotta be a few papers here and there for the department's screwing pleasures. but anyway if they wanna set such a screwable paper, everyone gets equally screwed. so the screwing effect somehow gets cancelled out.

bottomline is: its ok to screw a few papers, at least in my perspective

est. l1r5: 9-12

my very down-to-earth wish of getting into the tjc arts stream is waitin to be realized.

its very ironical indeed, the one most difficult paper for any sane students to ace was the only paper that had the encouraging words "best of luck!!" printed at the back. we get u mdm hidayah. it was a form of mockery. u know we'd probably be gasping for our breath and struggling not to tear the paper by the end we have gone thru 12 torturous pages.. and we see " best of luck!!"

...
it was indeed our driving force to push on. rest assured

cos









we are
* free in our love

hahahahaah try. rocks!

singapore idol!
have u realized out of the 30 semi finalists
none of them have a proper chinese name.
as in like the 3 syllabus type
eg. Lim Zhan Ting. Lam Guang Feng. Mok Wen Jie.

instead they're full of exotic names like Olinda, Maia, Jeassea, Leandra lol

so the 12 finalists are out! no neo pui leng!

the first to be kicked out has gotta be jerry ong. raspy vocals the a-do style turn me off. and i thought i liked him. then candice. lacks individuality. then beverly. crybabies are more suited for sappy soap operas. hahaa lets hope no silly underdogs ever get to dethrone the rightful kings n queens!

you
don't
know
my
name
-alicia keys. really soulful

my damned biological clock. yes im jetlagged for 8 full hours. it couldnt get worse. in sec 1 i thought i wld die if i slept at 1. in sec 2 i pushed my limits to 3am. in sec 3 my record was 6am on happy clit day. in sec 4..tadahhh totally sleepless nights on 4 occasions.

i havent been reduced to a panda but i reckon my gastric thing has been dealt quite big a blow. and i just may die of caffeine poisoning one day

the old saying of "u reap what u sow" is a crap statement. never believe in oh-so-inspiring statements like "perseverance yields success!" cos in fact those 2 factors are inversely proportional sometimes, as demonstrated by a particular guy whose surname is the colour of the magnificient caribbean sea (ignore all impurities and rubbish inside please)

and the inversely proportional relation has also been demonstrated by me many times...the more undesirable way of course. lol i hope ppl get wat im tryin to say.

OOOOH
seems like i can finally rest my head on smth new
i like the way that feels

exams withdrawal symptoms im suffering frm include:
caffeine withdrawal
reversed bio clock
(as mentioned)
and.
strangely...
the bizzare urge to..hit the books once again (yes like mariam)
i dont know why seriously
its liberation day rememeber

well beware, here's a probable nerd in making
hahahaha

britney spears' my prerogative video reportedly costs 7 whopping millions and all i see is dark shots of the clubs with those occasional moments of her writhing arnd on bed

notice my mouth action: *YAWN*

heh heh

im tired of rumours starting
im sick of being followed
why can't they back up off me
why can't they just let me live
im tired of rumors rumors..
why cant they. they..th..th..they let me live?

-lindsay lohan 'rumors' not bad a song.

*playlist: our lips are sealed* sugar overdose.

alrighty. back to surfing.