I need you like water, like breath, like rain.

Things I'm starting to miss very, very, very desperately:

1. My baby blanket
2. My guitar
3. Some privacy, please?!?!
4. Sleeveless & shorts
5. Surround speakers (laptop speakers really suck and headphones make your ears feel stuffy)
6. Books. Books!!!
7. My baby blanket. Seriously.

In another life

If I'm not careful, I'm gonna be as fat as Oprah when I come home.

I'm still not missing Malaysia.

I'm not even missing Malaysian food.

I miss certain Malaysians though. =)

But this place feels almost like home.

I think if I had the chance, I'd live here.

Okay, bye.

P.S. Stephanie Lee, if you're reading this, just know that I saw Obama. XD















Seriously.










Like, no joke.











On live....











...TV.

Haha, I miss your lameness.

Self indulgence.

I have successfully dumped half a bottle of lotion on myself.

And the results were VERY unsuccessful.

I still haven't been to the falls and my skin is already screwed up. Its dry like..sandpaper-kind-of-dry.

I feel like an old woman. T_T  I mean, there's nothing wrong with being old, but feeling old when you're only 16 is very, very, very, very, wrong.

Poor me. T_T

The only good thing about the super cold weather is that my face is nearly clear (and dried up, grr). Bye-bye, acne! I won't miss you! =D

Okay I'm gonna go dump the rest of the bottle on me.

P.S. Teehee, the food is awesome. =D

Arrival

I'm here!

Just reached Niagara Falls. Haven't actually been to the falls yet, but hoping to go today. Oh, its noon here by the way. Super weird. My inner clock is driving me nuts.

Doofus & Goofy. =P

The view from the hotel room. Nothing interesting. =(

Is a tree without its leaves still a tree? Haha, leafless trees.

Too dark.

I persuaded mummy to camwhore with me. It wasn't that hard. =D

This is the real Doofus & Goofy.

Look at her Einstein hair.

Okay fine, I admit it. We're in the hotel now and there's absolutely nothing to do. Daddy's not in any of the pics cuz he's sleeping. Whatcha expect? Its 2 in the morning, M'sian time.

Yawn. Think I'll go hunt for lunch.

Byes.

P.S. Flying 3 flights in a row for approximately 36 hours really, really SUCKS.

The thing about vacations is...

...no matter how early we start preparations & packing, there's always this mad last minute rush where everyone yells at everyone else to get everything packed into anywhere before things finally fall into place.

Okay I can hear mum yelling now bye.

3.50am flight. Friday, 26th Nov 2010.

Leow & Sin Mun came to sleepover on Monday.
Haha, we watched these movies from 8.30pm till 3 in the morning. With lights switched...off.



Don't be afraid to be different...

And don't play video games so much, boys...

And don't go on vacations too often either.

The horror movies were awesome. The only problem is Sin Mun's poker face I freaked out too much, especially during the last one. But seriously, Sin Mun doesn't flinch. At all. Ahhh, so annoying to watch her watch ghost shows.

22 Nov 2010

Ahh, I love this pic, even though my hair looks like a tamer version of Elvis's trademark.

Leow made me eat eel sushi with wasabi. And for the first time in my life, I actually did.

So I made her eat Shishamo. Serve you right, you terribly nice person.

FYI, the eel + wasabi sucked. They should change the spelling from e-e-l to e-w-w.

Oh, did I mention that shishamo is pregnant fish?

Its tastier than it sounds.

Haha, no comment, you dork. =D

Hehe, this post is so screwed up. Thanks a lot, blogger was being super helpful...as usual.



I'm leaving for U.S. tomorrow. Its a trip that has been cancelled...twice. First, because of recession and then thanks to H1N1. Its amazing how tiny annoying thingies can ruin super important vacations.

So I'm finally going. Its like..."YES!". I'll be back in January, peeps, and missing most of you until then.

And thanks Kelly, the phone call was very sweet of you. =)

Now. Goodbye.

P.S. Stay Alive is a good horror movie, for anyone who has enough guts.

P.P.S. How can you still feel that way even though it doesn't hurt anymore and you've already forgotten everything? How...?

P.P.P.S. I'll still update my blog.

P.P.P.P.S. Chua Mae Yeng, eat more garlic & antacids. And get well fast.

P.P.P.P.P.S. New York, here I come.

Dynamite

I throw my sandwich in the air sometimes~
Saying ayo~
I want mayo~

That wasn't me, okay. I found that on Youtube, the 8th wonder of the world.

I'm turning into a slave for you

For these past few weeks.

And especially these past few days.

I have been singing...

...and singing...

...and singing...

...and singing...

...and singing...

...and singing...

...and singing.

So that explains why I now have a voice that is thin, airy, breathless and so darn sexy horrid.

And I told myself after today's recording with Pau, I'm not gonna speak until tomorrow morning. (Its the whole paranoid-that-I'll-lose-my-voice-so-I'm-gonna-rest-it-completely thing.)

But then....

1. I got into a shouting match with my mum 'cause she wanted to use the videocam to upload her vids and I wanted to use it to upload my vids.

2. My brother finally delivered my guitar today. Like...finally~  

So how can I not play it?

And when I play, how can I not sing?

I can't speak now without that slight itch and tug of pain in my throat. T_T

Photo time, peeps. As usual, I try to arrange pics nicely and I usually succeed and then blogger will attempt to sabotage every spacing and alignment and generally just screws up my efforts. Thanks, blogger, you're the best. I don't know why I still use you.

Friday night's performance.

Left to right: Vicki, Adriel/Gabriel, Jan, Pearly, Adriel/Gabriel.

Sorry twins, I still can't tell you apart.

The only solo shot I found in my camera. With all luck, its me.

I just realised the mic is the same colour as my tee. Ha-ha.

Isn't he the cutest thing on earth? Its a crime to look so good, Jan.

(Thank god he doesn't read my blog.)

The art of tuning a guitar.

(She's looking at the inbuilt tuner, not her boobs, incase you're wondering.)

My poor piggy.





Random

I miss this dog and I miss this dog's owner.

Koalas are arrogant and proud. They never grace you with their faces.

At most, they flash their furry backsides.

Laughing in the middle of a desert. Crazy person.

If I ever get the chance and if the sky is still blue, I'll retire in Perth.

You think girls always get the best angle?

You don't know how hard they try.

And good angles can't always cover up tiredness. Solid proof is the picture above.

That was my best shot, and I look like a dead person.



Gotta catch some shuteye. Peace out.

P.S. I just checked my schedule, I'm scheduled as vocalist tomorrow. My-vocal-chords-what-do-I-do-what-do-I-do-help. T_T   I should have really shut up today after the recordings.

P.P.S. I saw you look at me that day, and I couldn't help but wonder if we could go back to where we once were.

Gonna be Justin Bieber's girlfriend tonight!

1. Jamming & recording with Pauline. (Like literally after exam at school. We're nuts.) (NB: We got Christie to sing!)
2. Jamming & practicing with Pearly, Kelly, Jan & gang.
3. GOING BACK TO CHURCH!4. Buying Glee Season 2 pirated disc and watching it all in one shot.
5. Downloading 2000 songs off the internet...free and legally. (200 down, 1800 to go.)
6. Chopping my hair off. (I wanted to shave bald, but that's kinda overdoing it.)
7. Picking up the guitar and never letting it go
8. Reading the novel Ming so kindly lent me for a long time already and stocking up on new books. 9. Sticking my butt in Times Bookshop and not leaving until they chase me out an hour after closing time.
10. Splurging in Fahrenheit 88, Pavilion, Times Square & Sungei Wang. It rocks to live in the centre of town.11. Stealing Leow's K-Pop vids/dramas/reality shows and glue myself to the screen till the sun rises and my glasses need thickening.
12. Archery! I miss archery!

I can't believe I let my mum talk me out of the chopping-hair-off thing. =(

Hohoho, practice on Friday sucked. That's why we rock. =)

Hehe, I went for some Nikon DSL camera workshop on Saturday (mummy forced me to). It wasn't that bad, but some people were just...too blur.

I finally watched How To Train Your Dragon at Nicole's party on Saturday. Really good movie. Laughed my nuts off.

I'm tired. Think I'll just resume my nap till Monday morning.

Peace.

Enlightenment

I know I have not been there for you

When you need someone to talk to

I take sides all the time and I always lose

And I thought there was more to this than all we could ever be

But now I know who it is that makes this thing complete

So now I’m sorry for the way I’m not around all the time

I said I’m sorry ‘cause I know you’re the right one now, you and I

And you say you don’t mind but I can’t decide if that is really on your mind

So just to let you know, their music can’t compare

‘Cause you’re the best

Life lesson learned. I don't think I can find anyone else like you. You're not perfect. I'm not perfect. But...

...... (-) + (-) = (+)

People don't know what they've got till its gone.

But believe me, I'm on my way to knowing what I have before its gone. 

WHO WANTS TO HEAR CHRISTIE CHUA SING LIVE ON RECORDING?!?!?!

I won't eat my words. But for your info, I'm officially cancelling out most of everything I blabbed on the Dr. Jekyll & Mr Hyde post.

We don't have to retake Sej. First thought, phew. Second thought, SBS boleh. Third thought, screw that teacher who pranked us. It wasn't funny at all.

Oh, and finals are over. YES, THE MOMENT OF INDEPENDANCE.

One down, eleven to go.

1. Jamming & recording with Pauline. (Like literally after exam at school. We're nuts.) (NB: We got Christie to sing!)
2. Jamming & practicing with Pearly, Kelly, Jan & gang.
3. GOING BACK TO CHURCH!
4. Buying Glee Season 2 pirated disc and watching it all in one shot.
5. Downloading 2000 songs off the internet...free and legally. (200 down, 1800 to go.)
6. Chopping my hair off. (I wanted to shave bald, but that's kinda overdoing it.)
7. Picking up the guitar and never letting it go
8. Reading the novel Ming so kindly lent me for a long time already and stocking up on new books.
9. Sticking my butt in Times Bookshop and not leaving until they chase me out an hour after closing time.
10. Splurging in Fahrenheit 88, Pavilion, Times Square & Sungei Wang. It rocks to live in the centre of town.
11. Stealing Leow's K-Pop vids/dramas/reality shows and glue myself to the screen till the sun rises and my glasses need thickening.
12. Archery! I miss archery!


I'm blogging now to kill boredom while I'm waiting for someone (AHEM, PAU) to send me the recordings.
But I think she went for her after-exam-don't-wake-me-up-for-bath-or-dinner nap.

So I think I'll just go to sleep now.

And not wake up until tomorrow morning.

I love talking to myself. Its like...therapy. Keeps you...as in, me, sane.

G'night. (Even though its only 7.31pm)

Dr. Jekyll & Mr. Hyde

(Dr. Jekyll)
Aww, sweet! Exams are gonna be over soon! Can't wait for Tuesday! =D

After exam, during the brutally short holidays, before school reopens again, Vicki will be...
(NB: Read the highlights only to save time.)

1. Jamming & recording with Pauline. (Like literally after exam at school. We're nuts.)
2. Jamming & practicing with Pearly, Kelly, Jan & gang.
3. GOING BACK TO CHURCH!
4. Buying Glee Season 2 pirated disc and watching it all in one shot.
5. Downloading 2000 songs off the internet...free and legally.
6. Chopping my hair off. (I wanted to shave bald, but that's kinda overdoing it.)
7. Picking up the guitar and never letting it go
8. Reading the novel Ming so kindly lent me for a long time already and stocking up on new books.
9. Sticking my butt in Times Bookshop and not leaving until they chase me out an hour after closing time.
10. Splurging in Fahrenheit 88, Pavilion, Times Square & Sungei Wang. It rocks to live in the centre of town.
11. Stealing Leow's K-Pop vids/dramas/reality shows and glue myself to the screen till the sun rises and my glasses need thickening.
12. Archery! I miss archery!

A perfect dozen! My holidays are gonna be so enjoyably packed to the max!

Can't wait for Tuesday to be over...........


(Mr. Hyde)

...NOT.

Here's something to ruin my perfect dozen in my after-exam-to-do-list.

13. STUDY FOR SEJARAH PAPER 1 AND 2 BECAUSE FORM 4 IS RETAKING THAT EXAM.

WHY?!

BECAUSE SOME POOR EXCUSE OF A TEACHER LEAKED OUT EVERY SINGLE DAMN DETAIL FOR THIS EXAM.

NOT THAT I'M COMPLAINING.

BUT IS IT OUR FAULT THAT WE HAD TIPS FOR THIS EXAM?

ITS NOT LIKE WE GOT THEM FROM TUITION CENTRES & ETC (SOME PEOPLE DIDN'T EVEN GET THOSE TIPS!)

THE SCHOOL TEACHER EFFIN GAVE IT TO US!

NOW THEY WANT US TO RETAKE?!

I GOT DECENT MARKS FOR MY ESSAY SECTION!

I DON'T WANT TO RETAKE!

RETAKING MEANS SEVERE EXTINCTION OF BRAIN CELLS AND NERVE TISSUES IN HANDS OF STUDENTS AND SAUCER-SIZED EYEBAGS FOR TEACHERS WHO HAVE TO STAY UP LATE TO MARK THOSE PAPERS.

AND EVEN IF YOU DON'T STUDY DURING HOLS, IT'LL STILL BE LIKE A GIGANTIC ENORMOUS BLACK BEETLE BUZZING AT THE BACK OF YOUR MIND! (Beetles don't even buzz T_T)

THIRTEEN IS A REALLY UNLUCKY NUMBER! NUMBER 13 ON THE LIST JUST RUINS IT ALL!


(Vicki)

Here's the best/worst (depending on view) part:

Its Deepavali holidays.

"the indians are gonna be cursing left right and centre, up down upside down inside out"

As quoted by Christie Chua on Messenger Live. I even preserved the same font and colour.

Excuse me, now, okay?

I'm gonna go sit on the bed and cry.

Goodbye.

From the bottom of my heart

Sentimental alert: All of the following is deemed unsuitable for those with emotionless, unfeeling, cold hearts who are incapable of enjoying teenage life (like Pauline) or for people with asexual characteristics. Also, if you have not reached the adolescent age group, severe confusion might be unnecessarily invoked. For more information on the adolescence age group matter, parental guidance is needed. World peace rocks.

From girl to guy.

1.       If you really like me, don’t just tell me. Show me, convince me and prove it to me. Then tell me.

2.       If you want to confess to me, don’t use your cell or anything else that makes it easier. Just look into my eyes and say it.

If you want to reject me after I confessed to you, don’t use any excuses. Just look into my eyes and say it.

If you want to accept me after I confessed to you, don’t just say it. Show me exactly how you’ve accepted me.

3.       I want you to swallow your pride and make the first move.

I don’t want to swallow my pride and make the first move.

I’m selfishly irrational in that way.

4.       I want to hold your hand.

I want to stare at you all day long.

I want to trace my fingers along your cheek bone.

I want to fall asleep in your arms.

I want to look into your eyes until you feel lightheaded from the lack of oxygen because you’re not breathing.

But I don’t want you to know that I want to.

5.       Don’t ask me out to next year’s prom.

Ask me out for a date this Sunday instead.

Ask me out to next year’s prom next year.

6.       You promise me you’ll stay up with me through the night, talking about everything and nothing.

I hate it when you fall asleep two hours later.

But I won’t resent you for it.

Just don’t make the same promise again.

7.       When I say I’m alright, it means I’m not, but I want you to ask again and give me some attention to show that you care.

When I’m really alright, I never say it, I show it.

8.       I’ll respect your space and personal time. But I want to know everything about you.

I’ll respect your decision if you don’t want to tell me. But I still want to know everything about you.

If you’re curious about something that has to do with me, it’s the same way I want to know everything about you.

You don’t have to give me everything I want.

9.       I wanna be with you, fight with you, laugh with you, cry with you, love with you and walk through life with you.

10.   I wanna know who you are.

There are two hypothesises.

Firstly, I wrote all of the above.

Secondly, I copied and pasted all of the above off the internet.

Which one do you think is true?

~SP

P.S. JoJo (I'm not referring to the singer) said every girl wants all of the above. Maybe that's true. To a certain point.

P.P.S. No, this is not a guide on how-to-pikat-Vicki-and-give-her-hell.

P.P.P.S. I just found out how to do the strikethrough thing. I'm so noob, seriously.

Ah, this is fun!

P.P.P.P.S. Its 3.22am. I need to sleep.

Edit*
Okay, lets make this clear. No. 1 - 10 (with the possible exception of No. 2) is only true if there are mutual feelings involved. Thank you to Leow for reminding me. I'm gonna bold this, in case anyone can't see.

Now its, 3.33am and I have school tomorrow...as in today...as in later... like in less than 4 hours. Which means I have less than 3 hours to go to sleep and wake up.

Ah, 3.34am. Good morning.

I owe you an apology, not an explanation.

If it were ten years ago, this is what I would say.

"Go away la, I don't wanna friend you already lar!"

Unfortunately, I can't turn back time. And I don't know if people realise, but the older you get, the harder it is to say it.
But just so you know, I'm so through with you.

I walk in the room and you ignore me
Turn your back towards me so obviously
I sit in your circle, you go silent so sudden
It made me wonder what's wrong with me

What did I say/do to upset you
I hate you when you're in that mood
The clock swings round from nine to five
I hate the way I hate goodbyes

You meant me, I know you did
You offend me and I forgave you
But it always comes back in my face
OVER AND OVER AGAIN

If you wanna play for the hell of it
I'd do it, I believe I could win in the end
If I wanted to, I could turn all of them against you
They'd hate you even if you play innocent


Sweetheart, I timed myself while writing that. It took 3 minutes and 41 seconds. That's how inspiring you are.

Yeah baby, maybe I'm overeacting (as usual), but you hurt enough for me to put you down in a song. But I swear, this is the first and last for you, because after this, you just won't be important enough.

Peace out. Tweets.

P.S. Knowing and understanding = 2 different things.

Eg.
I know what I said/did wrong to piss you off. But I don't understand why it pissed you off.

Or maybe I just don't want to. Hmm. I really do overthink stuff.

P.P.S. Physics is faulty, because in theory, my brain should have exploded by now.

P.P.P.S. Haha, if you think all of the above is for you, its not. Its for someone else. Don't be so perasan. =)

Its not just them, its me too.

Stop being so bloody obsessive!

Theoretical science

Why don't we learn anything useful in chemistry?
Like how to create a concoction that cures acne or how to create a bomb?

Or why don't we learn how to increase one's speed of movement in physics?

Or better still, why don't we learn how to be immortal in biology???

All of the above are wisdom thoughts from Mr. Agony and is fully copyrighted and may not be distributed without prior permission.  Its just too good, I have to post it. (Dude, I know you're enjoying this.)

The acne cure's a good one. I need something that works better than benzoyl peroxide or salicylic acid.

Okay, I'm off. Here's a random pic.

Greeny, with some dumb koala intruding.

Tata. Peace. Tweets.

I thought I was doing the right thing.

I just read it.

I'm just...stunned. Because I did what I thought was best for both of us. And because I really, really did care.

You should have just told me to shut up right there on the spot.

You could have...told me.

Rant: Exams

I'm here! And I shouldn't be!

But I'm always in the wrong places at the wrong times anyway. Just...NSL seriously. Gulp & Gasp (is that the title...??) rocks~

Its only 2 days into exams and I'm feeling brained out already. Someone should kick my ass and force me to study next time. (Paaaaaau. T_T)

I think I would have been really grumpy this week if it weren't for 1 short person, 1 terribly nice person and 2 idiots. All of which are super funny people. Like can't-stop-laughing-I-can't-breathe-shut-up-and-stop-making-me-laugh-not-enough-oxygen kind of funny. Being with them is like self therapy + non stop laughter and 0 study time.

I decided to NOT play safe with English test and just write for fun. I wonder if I'll get any marks for that  brutally honest essay.

And for the record, I don't write terribly long essays to impress people or for marks, not even for the heck of it. (Seriously, who writes long essays for fun?) I write pages and pages, because its just the way I am. Its my writing style. Long winded and forever going on about some unrelated nonsense. Just like how Christie is at her best when she shoots out sarcastic, stinging venom. Because its her. Just to clear things up, because people have been asking why I use so many pages during exam. Not like any of those people read my blog anyway. =.="

I felt like chopping my right hand off after 2 days of gripping the pen so hard. Like Leow said...or was it Christie, "...feels so numb that you can't grip the pen tight enough to write but at the same time you can't let go of it...gotta pry open your fingers...". I hate writing. Why can't we type out our answers? I'd be done in record time. Hmph.

So here's something funny from today.

He had such quiet eyes
She did not realise
They were two pools of lies
(I typed that from memory okay...so its not accurate.)

Q 1: What was in his eyes?

Pau: Omg what kind of stupid question is that? Iris la, bodoh!

She's right, ya know? I was actually considering writing that as a answer. "Virtuous humour (spelling), cornea, retina, iris, etc."...but then I decided not to mess with Khairi. Sir Khairi.

Anyway, that was what I was thinking about when I zoned out during lunch, so I must have had this loony smile on my face because my mum was like...

Mummy: Oi, why are you smiling into thin air? Buku Tunai's not here also. You smile like that for what, hah? Buku Tunai! Buku Tunai! See...he's not here what. Whatcha smiling at, huh?

Me: ...maybe I'm thinking about exams. *Grit. Teeth.*

Ahhh! She's so annoying! I shouldn't have told her about **. I actually kinda prefer it when she nags.

Okie dokey, I have to study for physics now.

Tweets. Peace out.

P.S. I saw this guy who looks like Key & Onew simultaneously during lunch. He totally distracted me from my food. I freaked. And mummy thought I was thinking of buku tunai...she was really getting on my nerves...

Hmm, there's something I have to do...but I forgot what it wa- oh, right, study for physics...

...OHH. PHYSICS.


Crap!

Jeongmal apa...

Haha, I'm actually blogging now for a very, very, very stupid reason.

I just wanted to push the recent post down.

Too many people have been asking.

So, yeah, I have nothing to say, other than exams are coming up and I'm pretty much wasting all my time doing irrelevant stuff.

Here are some random pics. Some were taken recently, but most were years ago. I wanted to arrange them nicely, but blogger's being an ass.

The highlight of my 15th birthday. I still think of the 5 of you whenever I see this guitar, even though I don't use it anymore. Thank you, BPCK. (and Pearly, for the 16 things. I still have them all.)

My new shoes rock~

What could have been and what is. Can you feel nostalgic about something you never felt? I don't want to go back to the old days, but I wish we had more than this.

(This was taken when Nav sucked at photography)

Edited by Andrew, if I remember right. He's amazing.

I wonder who's pink shirt I'm stepping on. Can you guess where we are?

So I camwhore alot lately. But I'm not the only one doing it. =)

ATCL graduation ceremony. The robe stinks and the thing on my head kept falling off (I don't know what its called). And I nearly tripped on the hem while I was going up the stage. It was like wearing a bathrobe.

Daddy and my leng zai brother who isn't looking very leng zai at the moment. Buffet dinners rock~

This is my can-I-just-die face when I opened my physics reference book today.

"Hmm, what should I study now? Add math? Or physics? Or chemistry? Or should I just go to sleep?"

I love hoodies. I have 7 hooded jackets. Maybe because I feel safe in them.

I cut my hair today. Its darn short now.

(No, I didn't. It was just my brilliant camera angle. HAHA, FOOLED.)

"Can I punch you?"

Of course I won't punch you. I wouldn't dare.

Everybody knows I adore this picture.

The problem is, Ben's wearing high heels. That's why I look so short.

I have a retarded sister and she's turning me into her. (China trip)

Forever and always.

Back to the days when we were so young and wild and free.

This is what I looked like when you broke my heart without even knowing it.

Contrary to popular belief, my hair is NOT as messy as the above.

Where else can I find this kind of intensity?

We will keep getting better. =)

I love my new cam. It has loads of ridiculous functions. (Yes, that is my hand.)



Peace out. Tweets. Good night.

P.S. You think I will change my mind if you wait long enough. I think I will run away if you keep this up.

P.P.S. Its not that I didn't know. Its just that I didn't want to tell you.

P.P.P.S. I really envy how you do it so effortlessly.

P.P.P.P.S. ANGELO. PLEASE. STOP. ANNOYING. ME.