Thursday, December 24, 2009

Still red

Haha, I went to school today in uniform... and I forgot to redye my hair back to black.

But teacher didn't say anything. Haha!

Christmas is in 30 minutes. =)

Wish I could have gone for Nav's party. =(

I got lots of gifts this year. =)

I spent lots of $$$ on buying gifts too. =(

Crossroads is almost completed. =)

I forgot where I left the Christmas song I wrote a year ago. =(

I can't decide whether I should be like =) or like =( now.

=()

I look like an idiot.

=)(

Nevermind.

~Smartee

P.S. Don't forget to remember the true purpose in Christmas.

P.P.S. Surprises come when you least expect them.

P.P.P.S. So Merry Christmas, sweet angel voices sin- ARGH, I FORGOT WHERE I PUT IT. =(

Monday, December 21, 2009

Deadlines

Prom is in 10 hours.

PMR results is in 71 hours.

Christmas is in 83 hours.

School reopens on...hmm, I don't know. Maybe I should find out...

~Smartee.

P.S. Hehe, just bored. XD

Sunday, December 20, 2009

Spin the wheel

Where'd you go~
I miss you so~
Seems like its been forever since you been gone~

Where did my post pmr holidays go? I feel like I squandered away all my free time, which isn't so free right now. Its all Youtube's fault. They let people watch movies there for free.

Why am I such a fool? Huh? Why? Why?

Haih, enjoy till 22nd, worry like mad on 23rd, die on 24th.

That's my plan.

Way to go, pmr kids!

~Smart

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Don't judge...me.

Why do they say don't judge a book by its cover?

I think its ridiculous.

They should change it to don't judge a book until you've read the entire story.

*grumbles*

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Bulan Baru

I finally watched New Moon with the Twifans and Nav. The movie was not bad, but its hopeless next to the book. But yeah, Chris, I take back what I say about Alice. The actress rocks~

It was pretty hilarious in the cinema.

Nav: *whispers* Eh, watch this part!
Me: *thinks to myself* I will, takkan I pay money to enter cinema then don't watch?

*Jacob rips of his shirt and shows off his abs before he phases*

*Several girls (it sounds like girls, but it could've been guys, for all I know) go ooh, aah, wow..*

*Nav watches me and Pau's reaction closely*

Me: Jealous ke?
Nav: Cheh, I also got la. (He's talking about Jacob's 8 pack)
Me: Yep, just not now.
Pau: Then, when?
Nav: In a few years time.
Me: Plus another 20 years.
Pau: Hahaha
Nav: OI.

*Edward crushes the phone into pieces after speaking to Jacob*

Nav: Cheh, I also can do lar. I bet its not a real phone anyway--
Me: Obviously.
Nav: --bet its just a thing that looks like a phone made of out plastic and the thing already has cracks on it--
Me: Nav, shut up and watch.

*Nav passes popcorn*

Me: Don't want.
Nav: Eat la!
Me: Go away.
Nav: Pass to Chris.
Me: She doesn't want.
Nav: Later if I eat too much, then I get diabetes...
Me: Pass to Pau.
Nav: She doesn't want.. eat la, Vicki Lee..
Me: You eat! Ish! Kacau my show only!

Lol, the rest of the trip involved stripping Christie into several dresses, having lunch and bickering with Nav all the way. I have pictures of Christie in dresses, but you'd have to pay me if you want them. XD

These past few days, I've been having what I call "ramen attacks" (desperate urge to consume Japanese ramen). It hit me today again in the morning and afternoon.

~Smartee Pants

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

I'm not dead....yet.

- I love holidays.

- Nav lent me his acoustic guitar. Which is why I love holidays.

- Ben-pau-chris-kell kena tersisih.

- I'm out of fiction books to read.

- I dyed part of my hair dark blonde and dull red.

- I wish that I could photoshop on our bad memories.

- I hacked into your MSN account and my suspicions were confirmed. (Yes, I know your password) You really did block me. Fine, if that's the way you want it to be, I'll just play along.

- Everything is F'ed up straight from the heart, tell me what do you do when it all falls apart?

- Navian forced me to update.


~Smartee

P.S. One day, I'll either have to photoshop on our bad memories, or I'll delete them.

Permanently.


P.P.S. Songs are love. That's why I never wrote any for you.

At least, I pretended I never did.