2012

Smarteepants loves you for reading this. =)

2012-01-24T00:03:00.000+08:00

Hello peeps. =)

So firstly (and obviously), I'm gonna have to apologise (aka beg on the floor for forgiveness) for my long absence from blogspot.com.

I WAS BUSY OKAY.

EVERYONE WAS SPM-ING EVERYWHERE.

Cough.

So anyway, just to let you guys know.

I'm not back.

Not here, at least.

I'm still gonna be on blogspot, unless some unforeseen force sends me running to tumblr or something. But just not asiansmarteepants...which in case you didn't realise, has been my ranting space since my 1st year in high school. =)

So this is embarrassing, but I used to swear to myself that I'd never leave this blog, mainly because there are too many things here - hidden or not - that I'll never want to leave behind.

I don't really know why I'm moving. Maybe just 'cuz its a new year. Or maybe 'cuz I want to move out of high school mode, which is so intertwined in this blog. Maybe its just a whim. Maybe I'm curious to see which names of the people that appear here will appear in my new blog. Maybe its because I tried to revamp this blog, but it didn't really work out. Maybe I just need to start over. I have a vague idea why, but I don't really quite know how to explain it.

Anyway, just because I'm moving doesn't mean I have to leave everything here behind right? Its not like I'm deleting asiansmarteepants or anything. I'm just leaving it where I feel it belongs -- in the past. And leaving it in the past doesn't mean I won't look back. And just because I look back doesn't mean I will go back.

So this is my little tata.

I don't know where (or when) I'll be blogging from now on, but if you really want to know, you can just ask me. =)

~Smartee Pants.

P.S. Daddy's watching a really violent show on TV right now.

I love violent action/horror movies!!! ~~The ones where they fight until all sorts of gore spills over the screen!~~

Have I told anyone that? =)

P.P.S. I'm not sure if I should leave asiansmarteepants in this state, or revamp it again back to its original template thingy.

Soom.

2011-10-24T21:39:00.000+08:00

Don't worry.

I'm still alive and kickin'.

Perhaps not kicking, but still alive nevertheless.

Self destruct

2011-10-14T23:28:00.000+08:00

Hey, do you people watch cantonese dramas?

Like those on 311?

Isn't it funny how they sometimes use the same actress as both the mother and the daughter when she's grown up?

I used to think it was really annoying last time when I was a kid.

Now its like...haha haven't you people heard of genetics? What? She cloned? Or had binary fission?

Yeah.

I have no life.

~Smartee Pants

P.S. Gwen Lee, you know, either he has some ultra top secret ~~excuse~~ reason.

Or he's just an ass. (No. I'm not sorry for saying this. You can slap me in school.)

Either way, what does that tell you?

P.P.S. Graduation is tomorrow. But we still have to go to school after that. Sigh, gotta love the system. Msia boleh.

P.P.S. My grad robes are UGLY ~~and unwashed~~. Which part of dirty dark turquoise does the school not SEE?

Don't want deja vu

2011-10-12T21:51:00.000+08:00

I didn't lose faith in you. I was just a little disappointed. Not because of that... that.

But because you're so capable of saying a lot of things, yet nothing happens.

We both know its not the first time.

So just stop making empty promises.

'Cuz then you'll be less pressured, and I'll be less disappointed.

Metatarsals

2011-10-12T21:39:00.000+08:00

I have one normal foot, and one abnormal foot.

Two probabilities.

[Left foot (miniscule) X right foot (normal)] + [left foot (normal) X right foot (ultra large)] = damnit

Either way, that gives me a pair of abnormal feet.

And that's why I had hell trying to get a pair of stinkin' heels for graduation.

Either my right foot can't fit into the shoe size that my left foot fits perfectly. Or my left foot looks like an utter idiot in the shoe size that my right foot fits perfectly.

I hate feet.

Anyway, my creepy pair of metatarsals did get their happy ending. I did get the heels...so on Saturday I won't only be graduating from high school. xD you get what I mean, chuamaeyeng? heehee.

Ohh, and before I forget, let me credit Tweety bird for this.

Mum: Woi, after dinner you better go study.
Me: Hmm?
Mum: How many hours were you on the phone just now?
Me: What?
Mum: Talk more on the phone lah. See how your dad explode later when he gets the phone bill.
Me: Haaahhh?
Mum: After dinner, no more phone calls. GO STUDY.
Me: Whaaat? I can't hear you~
Mum: I SAID YOU BETTER STUDY UNTIL MIDNIGHT AFTER DINNER.
Me: HAHH?? I CAN'T HEAR YOU~
Mum: AFTER DINNER YOU BETTER GO STUDY OR ELSE I WI-
Me: CAN YOU SPEAK LOUDER I CAN'T HEAR YOU~
Mum: *huffs away and leaves*

Btw, yes, we were sitting next to each other ~~and I was being a complete ass~~. And like I said, thanks to Leowlipop (Ben-dubbed-Tweety-bird) for this method of annoyance. She uses it on me everyday at school. ^.^

Okay, I shall go make phone calls now.

Just kidding.

Maybe just for awhile. >.<

~Smartee Pants

P.S. Gwen Lee, I know how you feel. The first thought that comes to mind might probably be "wtf do you think you are", but I really do. To a certain extend.

P.P.S. I feel like I've been getting very sulky around you lately. Is it getting harder and harder to put up with me? We don't agree on a lot of things, and that's okay, but I don't wanna disagree on a lot of things either.

P.P.P.S. Darn I need to update my Thieves list. Grr, its like change-blog-link season. =( Maybe I should follow the trend.

Thumbs up

2011-10-08T23:31:00.000+08:00

1. Blake Shelton - Hillbilly Bone
2. Simple Plan ft. Natasha Bedingfield - Jet Lag
3. The Script - Nothing
4. One Republic - Good Life
5. Tyler Ward & Boyce Avenue - Fix You (Coldplay Cover)
6. Javier Colon - Stitch By Stitch

In no particular order.

All the female artists in the world have fallen off my thumbs-up playlist.

Except for Xenia.

7. Xenia - The Man Who Can't Be Moved (The Script Cover)

~Smartee Pants

P.S. Gwen Lee.

Coldplay - Fix You.

Stubborn

2011-10-08T01:12:00.000+08:00

I'm hungry.

Like half crazed starving.

Even though I ate the whole pot of lamb stew today...~~straight from the pot~~.

~Smartee Pants

P.S. Gwen Lee.

Why does it feel like you're making the same mistake I made?

Fix me

2011-10-04T22:23:00.002+08:00

I signed into Blogger today and the first thing I saw on my dashboard was a notification that claimed:

We've updated Blogger!
Our updated interface is fast, modern and clean.

It sure as hell better be. Because I'm gonna test upload photos soon and if fast, modern and clean Blogger screws it up, I might just do something really drastic.

Like ~~throw dung bombs at their headquarters~~ switch to Tumblr. Hmph.

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People need to hear Javier Colon's Switch By Switch. He Is Amazing. Like Insane Absolutely No Doubt Amazing. In fact, he is so incredible, I just typed sentences with capped words...for him. And I never do that. Ever.

But seriously, all SucksPM-stressed jokes aside, the dude is every singing talent in the world -- any world -- combined. Do yourself a favour. Open your youtube tab and search "Javier Colon - Stitch By Stitch".

I swear you will not regret it. Unless you're the Iron Maiden type exclusively...then that's a different case...

~Smartee Pants

P.S. Gwen Lee, you might as well get used to seeing your name featured here for awhile... because I'm not gonna stop, until you do. Just because I can't find the words to harrass you about it during school doesn't mean I can't screw you here until you're okay.

P.P.S. Javier Colon, people. Stitch By Stitch on youtube/google/rapidshare/filestube/whatever-you-use-to-~~illegally~~-download-music.

And seriously, enough with the defaecation jokes. (>.<)

Lights will guide you home~

And ignite your bones~

I will try... to fix you~

Intense

2011-10-03T23:19:00.002+08:00

Aloha.

I'm back.

And I've been gone so long that I'm not really sure how to write here anymore.

So many emotions and thoughts cramped up in my little brain that I need to purge out. Sometimes I wish I could just milo-dispense them all out. Inner joke. Nevermind that.Long story short, as that dratted SucksPM draws closer, its getting a little harder each day to reach for my daily dose of sanity.

~~Damn I need to study.~~

Finding your better half = losing yourself

Real or not real?

I used to think... not real. Yeah sure, people talk ahelluvalot about that person and people whom I don't even really kinda sorta pretend to know start asking me random questions about him when we both know I'm not gonna answer truthfully and they don't care either way.

"Oi Vicki, how's *inserthisname*?"

"*says the first thing that comes to mind*"

Thanks for wasting 6 seconds of my life, peep.

Seriously, stop asking for the sake of asking. Disclaimer: This is only targetted to a certain select group of people who are hell bent on asking stupid questions that nobody will care to answer.
To people who actually give a shyt, TYVMYTIMAWW&NS (and all my blog readers are gonna start asking me wtf this is. ^^)

Anyway, back to the line in pink. I'm starting to think its kinda true. In a way.

You don't lose yourself. (Well at least I didn't..) But you don't hold on to your original identity altogether either. Maybe that was what threw me off balance in the beginning. Having to think and proactively consider someone else's feelings in every major decision I make was not what I signed up for. Because I wasn't used to not belonging to me and only me.

And lets just face it. Its not like we know...knew...each other like the back of our palm...hand...which one is it...damn my english....metacarpals.

I remember anonymous asked me a few months ago.

"So Vicki, how does it feel to finally be in a real relationship?"

And I answered...

...I didn't know how to answer so I threw the question back at her.

I think I have an answer already though.

Leowlipop told me today that she felt very relieved that she doesn't have a better half, after seeing all her friends die partially (~~haha that's like ionising partially omg whats wrong with me~~) from their relationships.
I didn't really know what to say to that, because its justified. Its like quarrel-then-break-up-or-no-quarrel-but-still-break-up season these past few months.

And with that...my blogging bug died. So I might as well just sign off.

~Smarteepants

IS. BACK.

P.anSwer. It feels like a blessing and a curse at times. So much pleasure with such pain. Sometimes it hurts like shyt...and yet I know I won't let it go. If I had to use one word to describe it, it'd be...

Intense.

That one word doesn't sum up everything about us, but it sure says alot.
There are these times when I just feel like curling up into a ball and bawl my eyes out.

And there are these times when I feel lightheaded from the level of intensity.

And then there are the moments where I ride that roller coaster rush of emotion.

But most times, all I know is I'm just happy where I am. =) And I'm not scared anymore.

P.P.S. There's two things on my mind. One, after SucksPM. Two, before SucksPM. Damn.

P.P.P.S. Gwen Lee, move on...and those who are worth it will move together with you.

P.P.P.P.S. NG MING YANG MUST NOW UPDATE HIS BLOG.

Vulnerable

2011-08-28T04:11:00.001+08:00

My hands.

Are shaking.

Visibly shaking.

Terrified.

I just need to get it all out. Every single thing.

God, please forgive me. Please.

With such pleasure, comes such pain.

And fear.

Blueberry cheese.

2011-07-02T15:28:00.000+08:00

I woke up today and the first thing I saw were the flowers. Lavender roses, to be exact. And something else which I can't identify. I'm not a flower person, okay?

The second thing was the cake.

And the third was the card that read, "To: My dear sister. HAPPY GETTING OLD. HOPE YOU HAD A WONDERFULLLLLLL DAY!!!! Can't wait to see you in Singapore!!!! XXX From: Jaime & James"

Hahaha, thanks J&J. The cake is awesome...although most of it will end up in daddy's alimentary canal.

~SP

P.S. Yes, I counted the number of "L"s in "wonderful". It was exact. =P

P.P.S. Can't wait to see you too, dopey.

Big girls don't cry.

2011-06-29T22:35:00.001+08:00

So a few people have been asking me what I want for turning seventeen next week.

Hmm, I don't know, really. Honestly, I want...to not turn seventeen.

Originally, I think my mental wishlist was as long as the red carpet that ~~Amelia and Jasvin worked on together alone for ten hours~~ magically appeared during Hari Guru 2011.

But.

I don't know what's gotten into me lately.

Is it possible to be so lethargic, yet so motivated?

So estatic, yet so depressed?

Wide awake, yet so tired?

So relaxed. Yet so tensed.

Its like the calm before the storm.

I don't believe in turning back time, or changing the past, but there are these rare moments of reflection when I really wish I could go back to... kindergarten. Of all places. =.=" When things were a lot simpler than they are now.

Anyway, back to the present.

I decided to give myself the best birthday present ever.

24 hours of sleep from sunday 00:00 till monday 00:00.

Isn't that like awesome?

But then my mum shot down the whole idea and insisted we go out for the usual family dinner and then Xiao asked me to hang out with her.

So yeah my sleeping plans are ruined.

But its okay.

Oh yeah. My wishlist.

Macbook Pro, IPhone 4, and as LipopLeow reminded me today...a dark mahogany mare.

In no particular order.

But then Leowlipop had to very tactlessly remind me that all of the above is virtually impossible, especially since the last one has a seven digit price tag.

And truth is, I don't even remember why I want those things anymore. So...insignificant.

Lately, everything seems a lot less important.

I wonder why.

So if you peeps are just dying to get me something for 3rd July, you can buy me lunch.

Who says there's no such thing as a free lunch in this world?

Let's prove the world wrong.

~SP

P.S. I can't make you understand what you just don't understand.

P.P.S. Anyone wanna help me write a 750 word long essay?

P.P.P.S. Anyone at all? T_T

I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing
Just praying to a God that I still believe in

I'm falling to pieces.

They say bad things happen for a reason.
But no wise words gonna stop the bleeding.

I'm falling to pieces.

Congratulations

2011-06-13T22:56:00.000+08:00

I don't know which was worse. My own disappointment, or the look on your face.

I feel like I let you...us...down.

Yeah, this sucks.

I can't express myself. That's the problem.

Fighting inertia

2011-06-07T23:35:00.001+08:00

I have been sleeping early and waking up early.
I have been doing my homework.
I have not been scolded by my parents for ~~abusing~~ overusing the internet.
I have no life.

Let me explain.

I have been sleeping early in the morning and waking up early in the afternoon.

I have been doing my homework but that stupid pile has not gone down. Its like trying to shrink Mt. Everest to freaking Kinabalu.

I have not been scolded by my parents for overusing the internet because I've been using it at unearthly hours. Like when they sleep. XD Seriously, I don't touch the internet during the day. =O

I have no life. No explanation needed.

The cons of developing an abnormal bedtime cycle.

*12:00pm approx*

you: go to the toilet and wash your face
me: yes, going now..

*10 seconds later*

you: you're still lying on your bed right?
me: yea T_T

I can't sleep when I'm awake. I can't wake up when I'm asleep.

Its like...like...inertia.

I hate physics!

~SP

P.S. Siapa nak pergi MTV World Stage?

P.P.S. I hate boxes. T_T

P.P.P.S. Boxes can go to **** seriously.

P.P.P.P.S. Nah, just kidding. =P

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Edit: Blogger just screwed up all my fonts. Too lazy to edit it again. Use highlight.

Or just don't read.

Counting sheep.

2011-06-04T02:12:00.000+08:00

I'm sleep deprived.

ZzZzzzZ.

Because I've been sleeping at 5...6...for the past few days. AM, btw. That's like...an hour before sunrise.

Stupid horror movie. After watching Insidious, I stalked James Wan on wikipedia and read through all 7 plots of SAW. And then I went through every single thing on the Insidious film website.

Hence my sleep deprived condition.

I'm dying to watch SAW.

But I think I'll die from lack of sleep if I do...so maybe its better to hold off for awhile. Until like after SPM when I'm actually allowed to die.

SucksPM. So true. This is too good not to share. No, I didn't invent this awesome word. Credit goes to someone who is a lot less awesome than I am.

Gotta catch some shut eye.

~SP

P.S. Rule no. 209

P.P.S. My =O levels are a whole lot more epic.

P.P.P.S. I don't think I can sleep tonight...

I just realised I forgot to say...

2011-06-01T22:40:00.001+08:00

Lets see, we bumped into Christie, Xiao, Gwen, Eevonne, Ben, Dylan, Ivan, a few other people whose names I don't remember and a whole lot of ex-SBSians whom I didn't even recognise.

In no particular order.

Its a small world after all.

And in that small world, everybody flocks to Pavilion.

Stupid poster is in French or something.

Anyway it says "from the creators of SAW & Paranormal Activity... INSIDIOUS". (no I can't read french. its common sense.)

So worth watching. So, so, so, SO worth it. For several reasons.

1. Scared the crap out of me.
2. Its from the makers of SAW.
3. Scared the crap out of Hazman.
4. Its from the makers of Paranormal Activity.
5. Scared the crap out of Siew Yan.

Quote her. "Vicki, can you teman me to the toilet????? I need to...etc.."
Yes, that was after Insidious. Her badass reputation is gone. ^^

In her defence, the movie was really terrifying. It wasn't as scary as I expected it to be, but it sure as hell frightened the...hell out of me. Although I wasn't really terrified.

I mean, the movie was scary, but I didn't really feel the full scare effects...am I making sense...?

Moral of the story... don't take photographs & don't go to sleep. T_T both of which I love doing. No sleep, no life. T.T Literally.

Anyone looking for a good scare should check this ou- ohh, why am I even saying this when I know for a fact that most of the people who read my blog don't watch horror movies?

I shall go torment somebody now with my inability to sleep after watching such movies. XD

~SP

P.S. I didn't scream...I yelped. There's a difference. Big, big difference. Go google it. X)

P.P.S. I wanted to but I can't yet and anyway eventually I will.

The wait forever part was a joke. =P

P.P.P.S. And when you said that, all I wanted to do was burst into tears and cry.

P.P.P.P.S. ...thank you. =)

Trials & tribulations

2011-05-30T15:10:00.000+08:00

We won...Nationals!!!

(without going through Sectionals & Regionals)

Congrats, SMKSBS's choral speaking team! =) You have officially beaten your arch-nemesis/next door neighbour.

*CLAP CLAP*

Bye.

Overdrive.

2011-05-28T00:42:00.001+08:00

I found this kinda...sort of...interesting (???) website from Xiao's blog. There goes...90 minutes of my life.

Six
Seven
Twelve
Thirteen. (No, I'm not being sexist. It just...just...is.)
Fourteen
Eighteen
Twenty eight. (Sorry...won't happen again XD)
Twenty nine
Fifty five
Fifty seven. (except that last one XD)
Sixty one
Seventy three
SEVENTY SIX
Eighty two
Eighty four.......
Eighty five
Eighty six
Eighty...seven. xD
Ninety one
Hundred...?
Hundred and thirteen
Hundred and nineteen
Hundred and twenty
Hundred and twenty...haha...six.
Hundred and thirty...six
Hundred and thirty... >.< ...nine.
Hundred and forty.
Hundred and forty two
Hundred and forty three. XD
Hundred and fifty
Hundred and fifty one
Hundred and fifty two
Hundred and fifty three
Hundred and fifty five
Hundred and fifty six
Hundred and seventy five
Hundred and seventy nine
Hundred and eighty two. 280511
Hundred and eighty six
Hundred and eighty eight
Hundred and eighty nine
Hundred and ninety four
Two hundred and two

Hundred and eighty eight
Hundred and eighty eight

188

No. 188

Rule No. 188

So don't say it, because you don't know it yet.

Unless you do.

And if you're wondering, well, that's why I don't, because I want to mean it when I do.

All you're ever gonna be is MEAN.

2011-05-27T22:47:00.001+08:00

Maybe if you weren't so critical all the time...

...people wouldn't think twice about telling you stuff.

--Christie Chua ~~(unless you plagiarised it)~~

Yes, this is a http://thecutedolphin.blogspot.com/ tribute. You're so inspiring, short stuff.

Can I just copy & paste her post here?

Sometimes I think they made our brains with the same formula...except mine's a little smaller than yours.

So many things has happened since I last blogged...where to start, where to start?

I'm too ~~lazy~~ busy to blog nowadays.

That includes today. Bye.

~SP

P.S. Drink green tea everyday, short. Its what I do...and I haven't been sick since. I'm not sure which one is the magical part though...the "green" or the "tea". Hmm.

P.P.S. You, with your words like knives and swords and weapons that you use against me
You, have pointed out all my flaws again... AS IF I DON'T ALREADY SEE THEM.

P.P.P.S It feels like global warming, literally...and metaphorically. =P

P.P.P.P.S. So hawt~ XD

Bumble bee

2011-05-01T10:37:00.000+08:00

I took the monorail yesterday all the way to Titiwangsa and back.

Just for the heck of it.

It was kinda ~~fun~~ dumb though.

In my defense, it wasn't my idea at all! =O

P.S. Friday was perfection. ^^

Chocolate cookies ^^

2011-04-25T20:08:00.000+08:00

Just reminding someone to gimme her blogspot address so I can link her. ^.^

Reminder to myself:

1. Blogs are very public.

2. Anyone can read this.

3. Watch what you say here, Vicki. XD

~Smarteepants.

P.S. Yes, yes, I'm suppose to be studying T.T but my dad's computer was on and it was just so tempting to take a break and-

EXCUSES. T_T At least I'm good at something.

Bye, peeps. =)

Hello, bio. =(

You are the only exception.

2011-04-24T15:26:00.002+08:00

I just watched Wong Fu Productions - Strangers, Again

Kinda true, and ~~the girl is kinda pretty~~ very meaningful. =)

Which reminds me.

Sometimes I wonder if you really mean what you say. 'Cause its like you say one thing, and then you say another thing to another person which doesn't really coincide with what you say to me.

I guess people never say what they will eventually mean.

Or maybe its just you and your habit of saying the right thing at the right time.

Hmm, whatever. It doesn't make a difference anymore. ^.^

And wow, I just realised I say that all the time in reference to you, but this is the first time I actually really mean it. O.O LAWL.

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Dopey & her better half are arriving on Friday!

I miss her so much. T_T

Me & Dopey =)

Can't wait for Friday.

Rebecca Black's voice is annoying.

~Smarteepants.

P.S.
I used to know my place was a spot next to you
Now I'm searching the room for an empty seat
'Cause lately I don't even know what page you're on

Oh, a simple complication
Miscommunications lead to fall outs
So many things that I wish you knew
So many walls up I can't break through

Now I'm standing alone in a crowded room
And we're not speaking
And I'm dying to know
Is it killing you like it's killing me?
I don't know what to say
Since a twist of fate when it all broke down
And the story of us looks a lot like a tragedy now

How'd we end up this way?
See me nervously pulling at my clothes and trying to look busy
And you're doing your best to avoid me

Why are we pretending this is nothing?
I'd tell you I miss you but I don't know how
I've never heard silence quite this loud

This is looking like a contest
Of who can act like they care less
But I liked it better when you were on my side
The battle's in your hands now
But I would lay my armor down

Hey girl, what happened to us?

Don't pretend you don't know that I still miss you sometimes.

Wishful thinking.

Silly me.

Drugs.

2011-04-19T21:29:00.000+08:00

I can't believe IU day is over already. After 3 months of watching the people who sit behind me die from the pressure...its finally over.

And I thought I'd develop Airplanes phobia (no that wasn't a grammatical error) that I'd chuck both the song and the instrumental in the recycle bin after Saturday... but hmm, apparently not. Its still on my playlist, surprisingly. ^.^

Gwen & Jiun are becoming normal again. =D (THEIR kind of normal lah. =S)

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I ate 2 pills this morning.

I fell asleep in the car on the way to school. I fell asleep during assembly. I fell asleep in between Chem & +Math. I fell asleep after +Math. I fell asleep during the end of pendidikan-supposedly-moral. I fell asleep the moment I got into the car after school.

And in between falling asleep, I was basically in a daze. Blurrrrr~ It was amazing how I managed to keep track of whatever conversations I had today. (which I have now forgotten >.<)

Everything was so shiny & sparkly today. Black & whites were duller, coloured hues intensified. And time passed so quickly...and yet so slowly.

The effects wore off after school, but I just took another 2 pills...and I swear either something's wrong with my eyesight or everything that has colour suddenly has doubled intensity.

Stupid medication.

~Smartee Pants

P.S. My brain's so muddled now...I can't be held accountable for anything I say...

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Edit: Sheesh, its antibiotics, not ecstasy pills!

Heels so high

2011-04-14T19:34:00.000+08:00

Everyone is stressed out about everything.

Sometimes it feels like I'm the only normal person in the world.

But since approximately 20 people imply that I'm abnormal everyday, I guess that's not the case. >.<

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SBS's International Understanding Day is in another 40 hours.

I still haven't memorised the lyrics to Price Tag. And I still keep screwing up my parts (What's wrong with me? =O). Sigh, if I mess up this performance, I know Benjamin Tan will kill me...

...or not. XD

~Smarteepants

P.S. I forgot to buy your shades! Crap!

P.P.S. I'm hungry.

So am I =)

2011-04-12T19:33:00.000+08:00

What I wanted to say but didn't know how to was... thank you for letting me go.

'Cuz this is the best damn thing that could have happened. =)

You make me wanna say OMG (Part II)

2011-04-10T21:15:00.001+08:00

Oh my gosh.

What did I do in these past seventeen years to deserve this?

I guess life surprises you the most when you least expect it.

But that's cool.

I like surprises. XD

P.S. I didn't take hamster pics 'cuz mummy ~~& daddy~~ freaked out so much when I let them outta the cage. Pfft...

P.P.S. And that's why I smile. =) Its been awhile since everything has felt this right.

Squared.

2011-04-06T21:19:00.000+08:00

Why do I feel like this?

And why must ~~someone~~ something always turn up to ruin it?

You make me wanna say OMG.

2011-04-04T18:09:00.000+08:00

Shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit. Shit. Shit. SHIT.

=D

Gosh, Vicki...

Anyway, that aside.

I'm bored, okay?

I wake up, I go to school, I come home from school, I use the bathroom, I play with hamsters, I sleep, I eat, I try not to eat too much, I fail, so I eat some more, I do homework, I go to school. I play with more hamsters.

I have no life. T_T

Anyway, I brought Dobby & Dopey home today.

I totally love those hamsters.

The catch is...I'm not even an animal lover. I run from Pauline's dog. I run from Xiao's dog. I run from dogs. I throw stray cats food that I don't want. Enough said. And I treat other animals the same way I treat small kids who cling too much to me.

So why, why, why, did I fall for these hamsters?

I'm turning into a hamster-obsessed maniac.

My DSLR will be working hard today. =) Hopefully I'll be able to snap several good pics.

Okay, time to pretend to study.

~Billionaire

P.S. Actually I wanted to say, "What does that make me to you?"

~~But I didn't.~~

You make me smile =)

2011-04-02T22:05:00.000+08:00

This post is one week overdue.

So I wrote out this fantastic blabbering nonsensical post about 6 For Japan & Jogathon Day, but unfortunately somehow blogger managed to delete it with one keystroke and not save a draft. Clap clap for blogspot.com.

And since I've more or less forgotten my deleted post, I'm gonna cut the crap and get to the point.

News has been floating around that the winner got approximately RM450 worth of votes (that adds up to 2200 votes). So that means if 6 For Japan won, then we'd have to donate RM2K+ to Japan's relief effort fund.

Even if we don't win, teacher mentioned that the votes are all quite close to each other. So I doubt the amount will be anything less enough to make a difference.

Either way, we're screwed. T_T

Anyway, pics.

Red vs. Blue =)

Best friend & bodyguard.

This world is so twisted. XD

Sahi, my completely useless bodyguard.

Can't decide on who's more of a loser. Lefty or righty?

Leowlipop plucking her eyeball out. X)

6 For Japan pics.

6-minus-1 For Japan =D

Aiza & Pearly

Peter

Ben Tan

Aiza

Me.

Everyone agreed on wearing bright colours.

But everyone ended up wearing black/white/grey/brown.

So poor stupid me ended up looking like a yellow monster.

And it didn't help that the backdrop was none other than...yup, you guessed it, yellow.

6 For Japan. =)

Moment of randomness.

Chaotic Crew.

They look totally chaotic in this photo, what with the intruding stage crew & the altogether missing Kagen.

And...they're obviously-most-probably-kinda-sorta-confirmed the winners.

Well, as much as I hate to admit it, they also happened to be fricking talented. So kudos.

Most of the photography credits go to Xietin & Sara. (The unprofessional pictures are totally mine T_T)

I'm tired.

And its not even 10pm yet.

You know what that means, peeps?

It means poor little Vicki has no life.

At all.

I shall excuse myself now, as I have better things to do. Like ~~setting my alarm clock~~ trying to figure out what's wrong with my Nokia X6. It won't bloody send messages. So basically I couldn't reply any of the messages sent to me today. And that's darn annoying 'cuz some of them were official correspondences which FYI I really need to reply, you stupid nokia phone.

Anyway, for real now, tata.

Good night, world.

~Smarteepants

P.S. I think it might be happening... and I'm kinda wondering if you're thinking the same thing.

Or maybe its just my brain on overdrive. =.="

P.P.S. "Ohh, 'cuz L** J** I fell for you"~ I'm so obsessed with this song. XD

And I was like...blogger, blogger, blogger, noooo~

2011-03-28T19:07:00.000+08:00

OHMYSTUPIDGOSH.

I TYPED EVERYTHING OUT NICELY.

I UPLOADED ALL THE PICTURES.

I ARRANGED THEM NEATLY.

I CAPTIONED ALL OF THEM PERFECTLY.

THEN...

THEN....

THEN!

THEN!

THEN THEN THEN!

THEN BLOGGER EFFIN DELETED MY ENTIRE POST BEFORE I COULD POST IT!

If I could slap blogger right across its face right now, I'd do it a million times.

Slap whack dush pow doink doink twack dush dush smack twang dush doink!

FYI, I was so in the mood to blog about Jogathon day.

But right now I just wanna pick a fight with this stupid blog site.

Nearly an hour worth of looking, selecting, uploading, typing, captioning and arranging gone down blogger's sewage drain damnit!

Blogger can go to its cyber equivalent of hell.

And I'm gonna go sleep this misery off.

Goodbye.

~Smartee pants...

P.S. ...is effin pissed.

P.P.S. I really wanted to post about SBS Got Talent today. =(

Nou se mond la

2011-03-25T18:43:00.000+08:00

SBS Got Talent is tomorrow! =O

For every vote that we get, 6 For Japan will be donating RM1.00 to the japan relief effort fund.

So please vote for us! =D

~~Even if we suck.~~

insert title

2011-03-15T21:23:00.000+08:00

Holidays are ~~almost over~~ here!

Yay!

Not!

English folio. T.T Sigh. The sole reason why my existence during holidays is such a miserable excuse of a LIFE.
I'm so gonna just rip off some 5A student's work.

Hmph, its not plaguerism (spelling, spelling? =O)

Its just my subtle way of rebelling against the ridiculous idea of having to do that English-stupid-folio.

And that was just an excuse to copy other people's work.

Teehee.

I'm inspirationless, Terribly Nice. I don't feel like blogging. =(

Lalala~

Oh.

When in doubt, write it out. =)

Lets end with a song. =)

I'm not okay but I'm halfway there~
Had to take a detour~
All the way to the love~
We never had anyway~
I can't be your safety net, its not just fair~
But I could be your best friend~

Same old tired lonely games~
Back to where we were again~
But don't bother going out of your way~
'Cause I'll be okay, and some things never really change~

You were right though. It wasn't fair to me. Although I never thought about it that way until you mentioned it. O.o

I'm such a selfless person. ^.^

~SmarteepAnts.

P.S. Leooowli, leooowli, oh, leowlipop!~
Nah, that's not how we do it.
Leowli, leowli, leowlipop, oh...~

P.P.S. I can't stop singing. What's wrong with me? =S

P.P.P.S. Haha, cannot list them out la. Later you really get mad, then I habis.

P.P.P.P.S. Ohh, ohhh, you all must vote for my group during SBS Got Talent!, okay? =)

~~Even if we suck.~~

You just need to read this.

2011-03-09T02:31:00.003+08:00

Edit: I blog like this. Title. And P.S.'s. Everything else in between are fragments of thoughts and little unimportant-to-you stuff.

Just saying, 'cuz I know people won't read this crazy sial long post.

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I'm not sure what I'm doing here.

Well, technically, I'm not suppose to be here, 'cuz its a school night...uhh, school morning actually (I have school in 5 hours... I keep typing "school", argh!). And I'm bloody darn tired.

But, I just had the sudden urge to...type. When I say "type", I actually mean blurt out all the little strange things that I've been feeling lately minus the struggle of having to speak.

Enlightenment.

Unlike the way enlightenment has been showing up 2 inches from my nose, this time its not something that hit me hard in the face, like a baseball whack or anything.

But something a little more subtle that has been occuring over the past few days...yeah, days only. Like a swell of emotions that I can't really put into words.

I'm not making sense to anyone but myself. I know, I know. Can't be helped. Its the way I write. Unintelligible. (<< is that how you spell it?)

Anyway, back to enlightenment. Its kinda like...I realised...I'm mumbling...but...

Other people can't help you, unless you let them.

Oh, trust me, I hear that phrase over and over again, from parents to friends to people who meditate to people I don't even know. But lately, it just seems like a whole lot deeper than what I used to think of it.

I think you -- and in that sense, I...as in, me-- need to realise that people try to help. People always try to help when you have problems. Its just that...sometimes they can't. Sometimes they can, but don't know how to. Sometimes they know how to, but just...just...can't. And sometimes its not they're fault when that happens.

If you're (you, as in ME. I'm like...self-lecturing.) gonna let your stinking emotions get in the way, other people might not be able to do anything. And the problem is the emotion problem is so diverse. Because we can feel half a million different negative things at half a million different times, it just...I don't know. How do you expect people to deal with that?

A problem shared isn't a problem halved. It just problemises other people. FYI, no, I don't think there's such a word. Problemises. Seriously, Vicki. =.=" Point is, some people care enough to try. But if your emotions get in the way, well...I don't know what happens, but I'm pretty sure its not good.

And what is the definition of "emotions getting in the way"?

I'm not too sure either. Like I said. Its bloody diverse. And I'm still trying to figure out exactly what's pounding on the cell walls of my brain.

Oh, sorry, bio relapse. My brain cells don't have cell walls. Sorry, sorry.

I used to think counselling was bull. I'm still kinda skeptical about it actually. But...maybe, it wasn't as dope as I used to think it was. I'm...changing my mind. Like I said, its a gradual thing that has been happening over the past few days.

Okay, truth is, I went for this counselling test a couple of days ago. While the results were bloody darn accurate, it didn't do anything much other than confuse me more.

DESPITE THAT.

I'm starting to think counselling IS an option. Unlike last time where I scoff at the mere thought of it.

Maybe...just maybe, it really can help. (Before anyone yells at me on MSN that counselling HAS helped countless people before, please let me remind you that I'm totally referring to myself. As in, I used to think counselling was not an option for me, but now I think it could be.)

That aside.

I...suddenly ran out of words. Like, slam dush bang. Poof. Everything I wanted to express...just kinda disappeared. Maybe its God reminding me that I really need to sleep now, so He sent all my thoughts to Recycle Bin.

Its okay, I'll retrieve them later, when I'm slightly more awake.

The problem with these kind of posts is... I kinda can't stop talking.

Like, my fingers just fly across the keyboard and I type the entire thing within 3 minutes.

And I can't stop talking, even after I've said everything I wanted to...or could have said.

Think I'll just shut up and go to sleep.

Oh before that, I have something to say. To a very special dearest someone. Which is kinda personal, but to be honest, I don't mind the whole world seeing it. Haha, on second thought, don't bother reading this. Just skip to the signing off.

To be blatantly honest, I really get annoyed with you all the time. I disagree with you all the time. I roll my eyes at you all the time. I don't really like the way you do things all the time. I just wanna hit you real hard in the face all the time...well, sometimes. I could list out 30 adjectives on you that aren't flattering at all (but I won't...'cuz then you might really get mad at me. O.o). But I just can't not care about you. I'm definitely not one of your bigger fans, but I just...I just...I'm just not me without you, okay? It just doesn't feel right. Feels like an unattended wasp sting. Or rather, like a bee buzzing around my head. At least a wasp sting can just hurt like shit, then I'll be done with it. But nooo, you have to be a bloody insect that just buzzes and buzzes around my mind and won't go away.

So.

So I'm really glad we made up, okay? Or at least, I think we made up. We did, right? No more silent treatment? =S I'm gonna throw my cornflakes at you today and you're not going to complain. =D

Oh, here's the funny part. Nobody even noticed we weren't talking. Ha-ha. Nobody except for Mean Girl and the people we confided in. Ha-ha. Are we really that unnoticeable? Bleh.

One last thing, before I end my essay. You really have everything. =) And as a person, that should really piss me off, but as a friend, I'm really happy for you. So just remember to be grateful for all the things you have right now, because from what I'm seeing, a lot of other people wants those things too ~~(including me),~~ but they can't have it like you do. =) Show a little more appreciation, and complain a little less! XD

Okay, I'mma go die now.

~Smartee Pants IS BACK.

P.S. Like I said. Once I start, I can't stop. Shut up Vicki, just shut up and go to bed.

P.P.S. Hey you, no, not you, the other you, yeah you, you know who I'm talking about, no, wait, you obviously don't, but still, just make a guess and yeah... you.

I just wanted to tell you that... it won't work.

Because of one...actually, two very-obvious-if-you-think-about-it reasons.

And I rather face that realisation now than have it distract me later on when I can't afford to be distracted.

So, yeah, sorry. Too bad, huh?

Do me a favour, will you? If you, as in, YOU, know what I'm talking about you, just let me know. Or ask me why. Or, whatever, just tell me that you know. So if I don't get a message about this, then I'd automatically assume you didn't read this, or you read this and you're so blur you don't even know I'm talking about you, or your pride got in the way and you didn't say anything because you weren't sure if I was talking about you, OR... you just couldn't care less. So unless for some reason you want me thinking along those lines, then send a message.

Whatever it is, I can't be your safety net anymore. That night... no matter how happy I felt, was a mistake.

So, as of today, IT STOPS.

Sooner or later, you can forget about me~

And that, my friend, was Michelle Branch's original lyrics for that song before she changed it to what it is now.

Read between the lines.

P.P.S. I feel so relieved. =)

Mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood.

2011-03-02T21:40:00.000+08:00

Here's the deal.

I need to go hunting for black-dark-glitter-emo-ish kind of clothes + shoes that make me look at least 3 inches taller than I really am.

Unfortunately, my shopping partner~~-in-crime~~ will be unavailable throughout March holidays. (Aww, Terribly Nice, whyyyyy?)

And my mum is such a critic when it comes to me spending $$.

And its not like I'm totally hyped up on mall-hopping alone.

So, what to do? What do I do?

Hmm.

I shall do what I do best.

Sleep.

Good night, peeps.

~Smartee

P.S. You finally got what you wanted, right?

I hope you're happy now.

P.P.S. I can't stop listening to Katy Perry's E.T. That's gotta be one of the best songs ever produced in mainstream music's history. Ever.

Trinity.

2011-02-28T00:02:00.000+08:00

Three things.

One.
After a 4 month hiatus, I'm finally went back to one of the places I thought I didn't miss, but actually did. A lot.

I missed the people.
I missed the laughter.
I missed you...especially you.
But most importantly, I missed remembering what it was like after I forgot.

I thought I remembered, but in truth, I'd forgotten what it was like to just serve You because I want to.

Now that I remember again, I will never forget. Ever. Pinky promise. =) Help me keep that promise, okay?

That aside.

Two.
It was mummy's birthday today and we went for Japanese buffet...again. I swear, for the past few weeks, I've been overloading on food. My poor abused gut. =(

Oh, and here's the first thing my bro said to me when he saw me at dinner.

Bro: Why are you sporting that dark, black look?
Me: Excuse me?
Bro: You look like those dark, mysterious chicks. All in black. =.="
Me: The way I look is parallel to the way I feel.
Bro: So what are you depressed about now? Studies or guys?
Me: Hello??? =.="

I have the best siblings in the world. =.="
For your info, I was wearing black and white. And eyeliner, just for kicks. But how does that turn me into dark and mysterious? I wear black all the time. O.o Hmm.

Three.
So many things are happening in life right now. So, so, so many things. Its as close to perfection as it'll ever get, I suppose. Everything is falling into place, not perfectly, but just the way it should be.

And yet why do I still feel this way?

I guess I already know, but I just don't want to admit it to myself.

Because facing the truth doesn't always lead you to enlightenment. It just buries you deeper in that hole of dirt and pain.

So you don't leave me a choice. Too bad for me then.

~Smartee

P.S. Terribly Nice, I was reading through our old messages awhile ago. And I can't help but feel so happy when you're so protective of me. When you defend me without even knowing the whole story. When you called the other person a bitch just because she made me unhappy. Just because I'm your friend. Thank you. =)

P.P.S. Don't you worry your pretty little mind 'cause people throw rocks at things that shine.

And life makes love look hard.

P.P.P.S. Inhale. I'm not okay, but I will be. Exhale.

Paperback

2011-02-26T17:43:00.002+08:00

Times bookshop had a book sale in Fahrenheit today. =)

And I saw so many books that I very, very desperately wanted to read. =( John Grisham, Darren Shan, Stephanie Meyer, Sidney Sheldon... especially Sidney Sheldon. Never forget Sidney Sheldon.

Unfortunately, my last name is neither Waldorf or Van der Woodsen, so I was reduced to a self-inflicted less-than-hundred budget.

Had to pick up a couple of Jeffrey Archer's books though. Just couldn't resist their covers. Always judge a book by its cover. =)

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Exams aren't over, but I'm declaring holiday already. Too bad, chemistry. How does abandonment feel?
Woke up at 2...pm today. =O Sleep is really the best thing in the world. T.T

Tomorrow's mummy's birthday. I still haven't thought of what to buy. Such a terrible daughter. =(

~Smarteepants

P.S. I haven't been in a cinema for nearly...1..2..3..4..5...5 months! =O No social life. T.T No social life at all.

P.P.S. Dying to watch Tron.

P.P.P.S. And Sucker Punch.

P.P.P.P.S. Mummy's making me cash up now for the eighty bucks I spent today. =.="

Brain like mine.

2011-02-22T21:34:00.001+08:00

Name: Vicki Lee
Birth date: 3rd July 1994
Death date: 23rd February 2011

Hello, add math.

Goodbye, world.

Scent of fear.

2011-02-21T22:07:00.000+08:00

Okay I'm not suppose to be here, but just a quick thought.

Do scented candles keep you awake or help you sleep?

'Cause on one hand, I'm feeling extremely sleepy, but on the other hand, my eyes won't stay closed.

Wild goose chase

2011-02-18T23:19:00.000+08:00

Exams are taking the life out of me, and we're not even into the real exam week. T_T

It feels like the calm before the storm. Saturdays and Sundays are so deceiving, sigh.

Ohh, yesterday was so fun. T_T After draining all my ~~non-existent~~ skills to convince two teachers - two, not one, but two T_T - to let me skip music club, I had to run all the way to the 4th floor to look for my IU day duet partner who is extremely good at disappearing at the wrong times. And apparently Ivan was looking for him also. So he went solo hunting while I stupidly walked right into my music club teacher who then started rambling non-stop on the club activities and asked me to pass a message to Pearly.

So I had to go all the way back to the music club meeting place and deliver Her Majesty's instructions where thank God I found Ben but then he was suppose to meet Ivan so he went upstairs searching and I went downstairs where I met...Ivan and then we went looking for Ben upstairs again but couldn't find him so we went downstairs and...

Well, basically, the 3 of us were running around like idiots looking for each other. I wonder if God was looking down and laughing while watching us miss each other by seconds.

Anyway, that aside.

I realised that... I write alot of crap on my blog. Like, literal crap that doesn't even make sense some times.

Its a blog, I should write more about my life, right? =.="

So, lately, its like... sudden enlightenment. On.. alot of things.

And I finally figured out something I've been feeling for the past few years. That feeling of... unsatisfaction, as if there's always something that is missing. As though that perfect life is within my reach, but its time just hasn't come.

Maybe its 'cause I've just been waiting for all my problems to... I don't know, go away...evaporate... disappear.

But I guess they're never really going to.

Some days are great, but no matter how things turn out, there's always...always gonna be something unpleasant, whether its too small to be significant or world-ending painfully huge.

So maybe I should just stop waiting and start doing stuff I wanna do. Then maybe I won't feel so unsatisfied, as though something's hanging in the air by a thread.

Seeeee... I'm not making sense again.

I'm just gonna leave before I say something here that I'll really regret later when I'm sober.

~V

P.S. I spent the whole of yesterday doing nonsensical stuff when I was suppose to be studying for math.

So you can imagine how relieved I was when I could actually answer the paper. Phew.

Delusional.

2011-02-15T21:07:00.000+08:00

Let's just cut straight to the point.

I was sick on the day before exam. How awesome is that?

And on the day of the much-hated exam, which also happened to be V-day (although it felt more like D-day), I was twice as sick.

I swear, during the Physics paper, the words just started floating right off the page.

And I had to take of my glasses and stare for a couple of minutes before they stayed put.

AND it just kept happening.

Until I finally freaked out and just decided to give up and screw the entire paper.

BM was a little bit better, but considering circumstances, not by much.

Moving on to happier things, I really shocked Angelo today with a surprise visit with a surprise. Really, really zapped him.

His face was epic.

~V

P.S. I'm really delusional sometimes. =)

Wake up.

2011-02-13T00:52:00.001+08:00

So exams are next week. Yay. Joy. Clap clap.

And what was I doing today?

Let's see, first I pretended to study in the morning.

Then I went shopping with mummy in the afternoon.
Then I went for a dinner party in the evening.
Then I went...and am...online at night.

Screw exams.

Japanese buffet + BBQ is awesome. The kids table... I mean, youth... table... ordered approximately 20 plates of beef. And that was a fraction of what we ate. I'm stuffed. No way I'm getting on the scales anytime within the next few days. Too much excess baggage.

Who wanna teman me go running tomorrow? XD

Haha, we really gave Angelo hell at dinner. 'Cause I kinda...sort of...purposely stole his girlfriend's number after he threatened to ruin my Facebook life.

Angelo: *on phone with gf* Hey babe, if you receive any calls from numbers starting with 016, 012 or 010, please don't answer! Its my stupid friends being idiots!

Nicole: *laughing to self* I'm 014...

Ashley: Haha, I'm 017.

Vicki: And I'm 019. LOL, we're so not on her hit list. XD

His gf is listed as "My Babe" in his phone contacts. Seriously? =.=" We "babed" him nonstop throughout dinner. =D

We're really so mean. XD

Here's pics from the dinner party.

Yep, little Chloe put that green flower in Angelo's hair.

On both sides, haha.

Playing games. (Nicole won that one. XD)

Gaming freaks. (Ashley won that one XD)

This guy totally rocks my world.

The adults table. =)

The kids, err, teens...and uhh, young adult table. =)

Chloe and her green flowers.

Audrey & Nicole. Its hard to decide who's cuter. =)

Uncle Gary & his lovely wife.

Daddy & mummmy.

Katrina & me. =)

Katrina, me, Angelo & Christopher. Lovely neighbours. =) Except for Angelo. Grr.

Me & Katrina. =)

Me & Christopher. =)

Don't ask. I really have no idea why its sideways. Blogger is really stupid.

Ahhh, I found the perfect prom dress. Now if only I'm skinny enough. T_T

Lets go running tomorrow. Burning calories is GOOD.

I'm gonna smile - or pretend to smile - 'cause I deserve to. =)

I just realised I haven't uploaded Bangkok pictures here. And I probably won't...so, here's a few.

I just realised...

...that I really love photography.

Even though I'm not so good at it.

Me & my leng chai cousin. =P

Look at mummy's goofy face. =O

Family photo on some...weird...cruise...that served awesome Thai food.

Daddy, my leng chai cousin's leng lui girlfriend, mummy & my leng chai cousin. =)

Love this photo.

Father & daughter.

Ultra large durians. =O They kinda ultra stink too.

Family photo with the household's pet elephant. XD

The pet part was a joke. =.="

Camwhoring while waiting for the plane to take off.

I have the dorkiest mum in the world. =)

Epic failure. Nevermind, inner joke.

I'm off to bed.

P.S. I'm chatting with my mum on Facebook. Like, how abnormal is that? =O

P.P.S. I finished your song. Our song. Its as close as anything to perfection. =)

P.P.P.S. Its not worth faking it if its not real. That's why I don't =) unless I want...or have...to.

P.P.P.P.S. ANGELO, YOU WATCH OUT. Upload any weird pictures of me on Facebook and I'll call your "My Babe"! =O

Its over.

2011-02-12T02:12:00.000+08:00

I hate it! I hate it! I hate it! I hate it! I hate it! I hate it! I hate it!

Why?

Why?

Why?

Why?

Why?

I hate it.

I can't believe my resolve broke so fast.

I hate you for it.

Sing it out loud.

2011-02-11T23:11:00.000+08:00

If you're feeling low, write a song about it.
If you're telling people you're okay when you're actually not, write a song about it.
If you're trying so desperately to seal the cracks that appear out of nowhere, write a song about it.
If you're remembering what it was like before you grew up, write a song about it.
If you don't care anymore, write a song about it.
If you hate it, write a song about it.
If you need anything, write a song about it.

Just do that, Vicki, and don't do anything else.

~V

P.S. Dear God,

Is this another test? If it is, can you hold it off for a while?

I have plenty of tests for the next two weeks and I really don't need the distraction now.

Or maybe I do. Well, who am I to know?

But thanks anyway, for the perfect timing.

And sorry for the sarcasm.

Amen.

I trust You.

IU Auditions (Part II)

2011-02-10T21:41:00.000+08:00

I got in! I got in!!!

We got in!

I know you're not surprised.

But I am. Kinda. A little bit. =O

Claudia's stupid story.

2011-02-08T00:58:00.000+08:00

Just a few more days. I just need a few more days.

Is that too much to ask for?

Obviously it is, 'cause there's no way I'm getting those few days.

~V

P.S. Stressed to the max.

P.P.S. If this keeps up, I'll be visiting the self-help section in Times bookstore soon.

P.P.P.S. I totally rock.

You're gonna wish it was... me.

2011-02-06T03:54:00.000+08:00

Okay, before I blog about my Bangkok trip, there's just a couple of things I need to get out of my system.

Number one.

Am I always to be that person?

I hate being misunderstood as someone I'm not... and this isn't the first time its happening. Being someone who is always insecure about who she is, I totally understand how these people feel. But after so many years, you'd think they wouldn't have trust issues anymore.

Number two.

I can hardly hold these feelings inside anymore.
Sometimes it feels like my heart will overflow.
And the worst part is not knowing. Its always not knowing.
I need to know.
Either I find out soon, or I just end this with you.

Cuz I can't keep this up. Everything will overflow.

And we'd be left with nothing.

That aside.

Its 4 in the morning. I'm swamped with homework. I'm burnt out from the Bangkok trip. My gastric problems are back. Good to see you too, ouch, damnit.

But.

You're right. I should just... smile.

If only you knew why I couldn't.

Turn the lights on

2011-02-05T03:40:00.000+08:00

So, I finally had the time for Paranormal Activity 2.

Truthfully?

It wasn't that scary.

In fact, I still think pretty much nothing...nothing can beat The Ring 2. Right, Christie?

But maybe that's cuz I was watching PA2 on the laptop screen and I had very interesting distractions along the way.

And I kinda freaked out halfway and switched on the lights.

I broke my no-light-while-terrified rule. =(

Anyways, Bangkok kinda sucks. Yeah, shopping is dirt cheap and the food is spicy awesome.

But.

Its more polluted than Malaysia.
The people here can't speak English to save their kid's life.
Its hard to tell the difference between a girl and a ex-guy.
Eg. You see this really pretty salesgirl...and then she turns and talks to you. Its like wtf, you sound like a man. Seriously, didn't they have money to go all the way? (<

I just don't feel safe here.

I'm coming home tomorrow.

Can't wait.

~Smarteepants

P.S. I had a dream.

And in that dream...

... we were friends again.

And then I woke up.

It was just a dream.

P.P.S. The pollution here is really starting to annoy me. I can't breathe.

P.P.P.S One day, I'll drag Leow here.

Yeah, seriously, I will.

No, Leow, no excuses.

P.P.P.P.S I'm totally paranormal-ed.

Goodbye, Malaysia...again.

2011-02-01T23:30:00.000+08:00

I'm leaving for Bangkok tomorrow.

Will be back on Saturday.

Gotta go pack now, bye.

P.S. If anyone wants souvenirs, don't even think about it. I have no money.

I'm just kidding.

But seriously.

I could really use a wish right now

2011-01-31T23:12:00.000+08:00

Haha, today was an extremely interesting day.

First, shopping with my dearest Leowlipop. =)

Love this pic.

Our legs look like sticks. =O

Smile, my dear, 'cuz who knows when's the next time?

This girl has 3 pairs of blue shorts and she's buying her 4th pair.

Why would anyone need 4 pairs of blue shorts?

Left: Retard

Right: Midget

Haha, for non-4C2010 students, it means Tan and me.

Then, having sushi with Kai. Lol, everytime the 3 of us go out, we go for sushi. Its tradition already. XD

Waiting for Kai to make an appearance so we can order sushi!!! =O

Darn hungry. Camwhoring distracts from hunger. =D

So hungry T_T

Gulp, gulp, green tea.

Yum~

Sorry, peeps! Forgot to switch off the flash. But I still like this pic.

Hehehe, and then we saw Siew Yan & Hazman outside Sushi King... dating. Mwahaha, managed to intercept them before Siew Yan could run. So they ended up eating with us also.

Siew Yan's darling boyfriend. XD

This girl refused to take a picture with me. =(

Haha, guess who's peace sign that is?

Best picture ever, seriously.

Gotta hang out with style.

Then Leow ditched me with style.

As in leaving without saying goodbye. Very funny, Lipop.

And then...

Hehe, home studio?

I wish.

Oh yeah, you're right. You're really not photogenic. =P

But its okay lar.

It breaks my heart to watch you holding my darling guitar. =(

I just realised last year's holidays was the 1st time the 4 of us didn't jam in 4 years.

I miss jamming with you guys.

Hehehe, someone's turning into an extremely good singer. Darn it, I gotta up my level already.

~Smarteepants.

P.S. I'm thoroughly obsessed with Airplanes. I could use a dream or a genie or a wish... argh, seriously, get out of my head.

P.P.S. I finally found that perfect balance. Now the problem is maintaining it. Go figure.

P.P.P.S. I don't wanna lose you like I lost the rest. Please, please, don't let me go and I promise you I'll never let you down the way the others did.

I'll never be that person, I promise.

2011-01-30T23:36:00.000+08:00

Yesterday's party rocked.

ROCKED!

Because we skipped most of it and ended up ice-creaming at Fahrenheit. Bought a family size (4 scoops) Italian chocolate and then Ashley decided it wasn't enough so she bought another double scoop. Same flavour. The poor guy looked at us like we were crazy.

Nicole: Umm...another double scoop Chocolate Italy please.

Ice-cream fella: O.O

Vicki: *waves* Double scoop chocolate...?

Ice-cream fella: O.O

Ashley: Oi.. *points towards ice-cream*

Ice-cream fella: OH.

He just couldn't stop staring. It was freaky.

And then we hopped back to my house to write and record a new song.

And then at the end of the party (after the birthday cake, but who cares right, we had ice cream), we finally showed up again.

We rock.

Yep, we definitely rocked it out yesterday.

The wonderful effects of ******

See my darling in the background. =D

Love the thing on my head. Its like my new favourite...thing.

Goodnight, peeps.

P.S. I'm gonna watch Paranormal Activity 2 tonight at midnight with lights off. Who wants to teman me? XD

IU Day Auditions.

2011-01-29T00:08:00.000+08:00

I'm not as good as you think I am, but thanks for the vote of confidence.

FYI, our audition was kinda screwed up.

But I still kinda can't wait for the results.

I hate suspense.

I really do.

Distracted.

2011-01-27T20:58:00.000+08:00

I know what you're thinking.

You think Vicki is extremely happy and enjoying herself very much because of those reasons.

Its not like that.

Well, not entirely like that.

I am enjoying myself, but its the music that makes me happy, not those reasons.

There are some people whom you admire from afar.

But then, once you get to know them, you realise they are just... like any other normal person.

And he's just like that. Definitely knows what he's doing and extremely easy to talk to. That's all that is to me. The rest just kinda faded... died...whatever.

So if you're wondering why my face was beetroot red today, I have no idea why. Seriously. But its definitely not because of that.

Okay, I'm gonna go freak out on English oral.

Bye peeps.

~Smarteepants.

P.S. OMG-TOMORROW'S-THE-AUDITION-HELP.

Pet peeves

2011-01-25T23:11:00.001+08:00

Yay, finally a hate post.

Its not even a month into the new year yet and I've already been subconsciously making mental lists of little (and some not so little) things that annoy me to no end. Wow, Vicki, your life must really suck at the moment.

So here goes.

No. 1 - Chat speak.
I've hated chat speak, I hate chat speak and I have a feeling I'll always hate chat speak.
Seriously, short forms are fine, but wen ppl start 2 type lyk tis i jz wan 2 wack d hell outta dem. Lyk srsly, dun tel me tis is not annoyin. I can't even do it properly, 'cause I'm so out of practice. (Yes, once upon a time, back when I was younger and stupid, I used 2 type lyk tis.)

It just huffs me up alot.

No. 2 - Jumping to conclusions.
Don't judge a book until you've read the entire story.
Don't express your opinion until you're certain that there are people who would want to listen.
Don't try to correct someone unless you're sure they are wrong and you are right.
Don't talk so much about things you're ignorant about.
Don't presume/assume, for it brings chaos. (or something like that, I don't remember the actual quote.) Very dramatic btw, Ben.
Its just so annoying when people assume things about you and you can't correct them because you'll just look silly or petty OR worse still, defensive. And then nobody will believe you if they think you're being defensive.
And don't tell me that I shouldn't care about what other people think, because (to a certain extent) why shouldn't I?
If I want to not care, I'd just go live as a hermit. Duhh.

No. 3 - People saying "No offence, but..."
Because then you can be sure that they're gonna say something that WILL offend you. And when they trail off after the "but...", may I know what I'm suppose to say?

"Oh, just say it, I won't be offended." Which is an outright lie, because I most probably will be.

"No worries, I'm not that kind of person to take offence so easily..." Actually, I am. I'm ultra sensitive, people. And I also happen to be a typical Cancerian. (To connect the dots, read up on Cancer)

"Thanks for the two second warning before you offend me." If only I could say this without offending that person.

I know they're just trying to be polite. But seriously, it doesn't make things less offending. It makes things about 2 seconds more offending.

No. 4 - People disturbing me while I'm reading
Okay, this is not your problem. Its mine. I just have this ridiculously bad habit of submerging myself so completely in a story that I really hate it when people disturb me. Especially when random strangers disturb me for random stuff that is totally unimportant to either of us. I'm sure it shows up on my face too. Like I said, its more of my bad habit problem though.

But its still darn irritating.

No. 5 - Being friends with you.
Nobody likes being stepped on, put down, kicked at or outright pushed around.

And I really happen to loathe it when a certain someone has to step on me so he/she can tread water.
When that certain someone has to put me down, so that he/she can appear to be better.
When that certain someone has to push me around, because I'm not the type to confront people. Yes, I'm a coward. I stand up for myself a lot less than I should and a lot of people take advantage of that. Especially YOU. I'm really a true Cancerian. Just my luck. Why can't I be a Leo or something? Leos don't let people push them around. They roar back. Literally.

Don't you just hate it when you have to be friends with someone you don't want to be friends with because you just have no choice?

No. 6 - MUM/DAD BARGING INTO MY ROOM WHEN I'M SONGWRITING (I really hate this one)
When people lock their door, it means they need a little bit more than a little privacy.

It means that by the law of manners, you're NOT allowed to take the spare key and just unlock the door and enter.

When people lock, it means they NEED you to knock. Very desperately, in my case. Because solo songwriting is such a private affair to me, the idea of someone sweeping into the room, ignoring the locked door, is just pure annoyance.

Like, why don't I just give you my diary instead, okay?

Parents think they know everything about their child. Truth is, they only spend about 12 hours a day with them, and most of that is sleep time. So they really have no idea.

So. Tada. The few things that have been haunting me everyday since I stumbled head first into 2011. There's a lot more of that where it came from. I just don't remember most of it. Its the brain problem, its always the brain problem.

Okay so right now people are thinking I'm this angry spirit induced lunatic who's just pissed off at the world and miffed up at life in general.

I'm not.

Really, just believe me instead of jumping to your own conclusions.

In fact, I'm happier than I've been in a while. All of the above are just mild irritants (except for the barging-in-room). They make me roll my eyes so much my eyeballs are like spinning globes and they annoy me to the limits, but they don't make me...angry. That's another story. But life at the moment is too good for me to be angry at stuff.

So right now people are gonna think I'm crazy 'cause I can actually stay happy during form 5 life.

Yeah, and on it goes.

~Smarteepants.

P.S. Oh, remember that thing I mentioned before? About people attempting to blog with smart-ass-intended english, but screwing up every language rule and generally making a fool of themselves?

I was visiting a couple of such blogs yesterday.

And it seriously just made me roll my eyes. Over and over again. Get the hint...Leow? Over again. And again. And again.

So annoying.

P.P.S. I'm not perfect, you know? (Damn well you know.) So if case you're labelling me hypocrite at this very moment, just know that at one point or another, I have done all of the things above.

Used chat speak, jumped to conclusions, annoyed someone (lots of someones), used the "no offence" phrase, barged into someone's room uninvited, backstabbed a friend.

Yes, I've done more than my fair share of those.

That's why, in a way, I kinda annoy myself too.

P.P.P.S. In the past 60 hours, I have slept a grand total of... 9 hours.

No naps.

Sometimes I swear my body manufactures caffeine.

From the inside out...

2011-01-25T00:33:00.000+08:00

Vicki, why don't you just go home and beat yourself up?

'Cause you bloody deserve it.

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Its a test, its a test. Its always a test.

Don't lose it, don't blow it, don't... fail.

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I miss the brutal honesty and blatant remarks that used to come from this blog.

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I miss the sunshine on my face.

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I hate heartburn. One attack leaves you crippled on the floor clutching your chest; breathing, but hurting.

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I got to get it in order. I've got to rein it in before I lose control. I need to get it in the order it used to be. I need to do it again...

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I need to stop muttering on my blog. Its making me out to be a lunatic.

But I'm still quite sane though.

I think.

P.S. ....Oh, my soul cries out.

P.P.S. Dear God, can You please make my chemistry homework answers miraculously appear on my book?

P.P.P.S. Okay, You won't. I'll just go do it now then.

P.P.P.P.S. I know its somewhere out there. I just need to find it. I just need to...find...it...

Note to self: Stop muttering on blog.

You STILL owe me a Christmas present, seaweed brains.

2011-01-20T23:29:00.000+08:00

Good luck tomorrow, sleepyhead!

Don't screw up. =)

Can we pretend that-

2011-01-20T23:25:00.000+08:00

Mum: Heehee, so I saw the SMS that *insert you-know-who's name* sent you.

Vicki: Shutup...

Mum: How do you feel? =)

Vicki: Hmph, go away...

Ahhhh noooo, she's turning into another Christie/Pauline/Kelly!

I'm gonna have a stroke if this keeps up! =O

Help. Squeak.

Being an idiot.

2011-01-16T22:15:00.000+08:00

I am swamped with homework.

Like omg-please-help-me-ahhh-nooo-not-again-what-you-mean-by-you're-gonna-nooo-saaave-me kind of swamped.

And I was so happy because today I finally finished my English essay. Spent about an hour compiling the different parts (it was group work).

And it actually was some quality work.

And then.

Thanks to the lack of brain cells.

....

I stupidly deleted the whole file.

Way to go, Vicki!

So I had to type out the whole thing again and of course it wasn't as good as the previous one.

And that just really irks me. Not because I fussy about the perfection of my essays. (I mean, I am fussy, but to a certain point.)

BUT BECAUSE I SPENT LOTS OF TIME ON THE GOOD ONE AND THEN I DELETED IT SO I HAD TO DO IT AGAIN AND THEN ITS NOT SO GOOD WAAAAAAAAA. T_T

Okay, I'm gonna stop before I sound like a complete ass.

So huffed up.

Unscrew the lid...now...no, don't.

2011-01-05T22:39:00.000+08:00

Oh, this is so overdue!

I am in an all girls class!

Again!

First form 2, then form 3, then now form 5!

My last year!

Yay!

Just because there's an exclaimation mark there doesn't mean its a happy yay!

I was being sarcastic, in case you couldn't tell!

And the exclaimation marks are because I'm so mad right now thinking about 5B that if I stop (virtual) yelling I might just implode!

I think I might just anyway!

Seriously, if I wanted to be in an all girls class for 3 years out of 5 in high school, I'd just move to SMK Pudu Perempuan (or Perempuan Pudu...yah, whatever it is)!

I'M REALLY ANGRY, IN CASE YOU STILL COULDN'T TELL!

~ME.

P.S. I'm signing myself up for homeschool tomorrow, hmph. Screw that school!

P.P.S. If God's trying to teach me a lesson, it might take a while to get through my thick and currently angry brain.

P.P.P.S. Terribly Nice, you're really terrible at telling old jokes. =) Can CNY come faster so that we can have our sushi date? XD Ahhh...hungry...

Let go and let God.

2011-01-04T21:02:00.001+08:00

I was suddenly inspired to blog now at a very unconventional time after reading a terribly nice person's onsugar blog.

So, what have I been up to the past month, where my blogging has been more or less nonexistent?

Well, more people keep up with my facebook page than my blog, so I'm not even gonna bother blogging about that.

So.

2011.

Everyone's been 2011-ing everywhere. Blogs, facebook, twitter, facebook, especially facebook.

Well, its just another year?

I can already imagine what's gonna happen.

We go through 2011, reach 2012, look back on 2011, wonder how we got to 2012, wish we made better use of the time in 2011 and never admit it but secretly wish 2012 hadn't arrived so fast.

That's exactly how I felt about 2010/2011. And I have a feeling I'll be feeling it next year...again.

But I really, really, really don't want to.

So there's only one very simple thing I'm gonna do this year to prevent that.

And that is.....

.....I don't feel like telling you here. If you really wanna know, ask me in private....personally.

I'm in one of those grey-ish, violet-ish moods. Translation: not in my right mind, definitely not thinking clearly and should not be held liable for anything I say here.

Like seriously, I"m thinking of pink clouds now. Pink clouds. That says a LOT about my current sanity status.

Okay I'm gonna sign off before I say something I really regret later on when my aura's shining clear blue.

But before that, the P.S.'s. The P.S.'s are always the most important ones. Never forget the P.S.'s. They are the maksud tersirat in a blog post. The P.S.'s and the title.

Nevermind me. Blame the grey-violet aura.

Goodbye.

P.S. I know everyone's getting sick of me blabbering about my vacation everywhere, facebook and in school, but I really, really can't resist. I really, really, do NOT like snow. I mean, there's a reason why I'm born in July. Definitely a summer baby. Whatever factory made me forgot to put this on my forehead: Made in Malaysia. Suitable for hot weather only. Do not leave unattended in rain or snow.

P.P.S. If you really think I don't care, then I've succeeded and you got fooled.

P.P.P.S. You hated me. You hate me. You talk behind people's back. You backstab without a second thought from friend to friend. But despite that, we still once were...I don't know what to call it. Friends? Yeah, definitely, I think. But I guess neither of us are willing to give each other second chances. So since we're probably never gonna say another word to each other, I truly apologise for all the selfish decisions I made without thinking about your feelings and sincerely wish you well this year. I don't miss you, and I certainly don't want to, but I don't regret our now once-upon-a-time friendship.

P.P.P.P.S. A good liar is someone whom people think is bad at lying.

P.P.P.P.P.S. So many false alarms, I lost count. But I know what you mean to me now. And I was wrong when I said it didn't matter. Because it did. It hurt because it mattered. And I wasn't too late. It was never too late. Because the problem was never me. The problem was you. You just couldn't. Because I'm not... her. I finally understand. And although that doesn't change a single thing at all, its okay. Because now I can move on with life without the thought of you burning through the back of my mind like canvas on fire. That's why I can say I finally understand what it means to love somebody.

And for your info, in case people are as crazy as me, I am NOT referring to buku tunai. He's history. But he's still extremely good looking, yeah. XD Its just too bad the ~~infatuation~~ distraction didn't last, sigh.

P.P.P.P.P.P.S. Seriously, I'm not in the right state of mind now.

P.P.P.P.P.P.P.S. The title of this post is not by me. I heard it from someone a long time ago. I don't remember who though. If anyone remembers or knows, please tell me.

Seven Wonders Of The Ancient World...please?

2011-01-01T15:55:00.000+08:00

1. Great Pyramid of Giza
Location: Giza Necropolis, Egypt
Still in existence

2. Hanging Gardens of Babylon

Location: Iraq

Cause of destruction: Earthquake

3. Temple of Artemis at Ephesus

Location: Turkey

Cause of destruction: Arson & plundering

4. Statue of Zeus at Olympia

Location: Olympia, Greece

Cause of destruction: Fire

5. Mausoleum of Halicarnassus
Location: Turkey
Cause of destruction: Flood, earthquake & eventual disassemblement

6. Colossus of Rhodes
Location: Rhodes, Greece
Cause of destruction: Earthquake

7. Lighthouse of Alexandria
Location: Alexandria, Egypt
Cause of destruction: Earthquake

Ahh, I know this sounds insane, but I really, really wanna visit these places before I'm...21. Although that's pretty impossible unless I happen to win a lottery or rob a bank...which is also, well, unlikely.

But still, I just wish I could.

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

2010-12-11T14:41:00.000+08:00

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

2010-12-05T06:34:00.000+08:00

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.

2010-11-28T23:25:00.000+08:00

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

2010-11-28T01:49:00.002+08:00

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...

2010-11-25T22:39:00.002+08:00

...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.

2010-11-25T01:39:00.000+08:00

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

2010-11-19T22:35:00.000+08:00

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

2010-11-13T23:13:00.000+08:00

For these past few weeks.

And especially these past few days.

I have been 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!

2010-11-07T21:34:00.000+08:00

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

2010-11-05T18:16:00.000+08:00

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?!?!?!

2010-11-02T19:33:00.000+08:00

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

2010-10-30T01:36:00.000+08:00

(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

2010-10-20T03:22:00.003+08:00

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.

2010-10-17T01:20:00.001+08:00

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.

2010-10-14T22:17:00.000+08:00

Stop being so bloody obsessive!

Theoretical science

2010-10-13T02:06:00.001+08:00

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.

2010-10-06T19:00:00.000+08:00

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

2010-10-06T17:41:00.000+08:00

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...

2010-09-27T23:23:00.001+08:00

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.

3rd time this year

2010-09-22T21:37:00.001+08:00

"_ _ _ _s _ _n _e _ _ _t _ _ _ _ _ _s _ _ _h _ _ _s _ _t _ _ _s _ _ _'t _e _ _ _t _ _ _ _ _ _s _ _ _h _ _ _ _s"

Benjamin Goh, I'm starting to think you might have a point.

At least for now.

Depressing things in life

2010-09-19T20:46:00.000+08:00

Holidays are over.

School is reopening.

BM lisan is tomorrow.

I used up a lot of Malaysian currency last week.

I despise fever and sorethroat.

'Nuff said.

I'm weak but you are strong.

2010-09-19T01:58:00.000+08:00

Its been a long 72 hours. I'm tired.

I finally read The Lost Symbol by Dan Brown. After who knows how many months. Books are terribly expensive nowadays and I'm terribly desperate for cash.

To be brutally honest, I didn't enjoy it much.

Don't get me wrong, I'm a huge Dan Brown fan; he's quite obviously a brilliant writer and I've hunted down all his books for collection over the years (admittedly, there were only 4).

BUT.

The Lost Symbol was quite a disappointment for me. Maybe its just me, but I felt like it had a lot more suspense than the other two Robert Langdon novels, and...that kind of suspense was more annoying than enthralling.

SPOILERS:
And no offence, but the breathable liquid part was just a tad bit too... convenient. Its just my opinion, but I'd rather Landon just die.

And I forgot the rest of what I wanted to say, other than me plodding through that novel. Overall, 3/5 rating. The Da Vinci Code and Angels & Demons beats it by a mile.

I'm too busy to blog. My dramatic ending has to be cut short due to divided-attention-overload.

Peace.

You've divided my attention between both of you, don't you know?

2010-09-16T02:03:00.002+08:00

Morning - Materialism
I finally had my new wardrobe installed. Its dull white, and I love it. (and it caused some serious damage. Burn-money-like-wood kind of damage. I have awesome parents.) I spent half the afternoon staring at it.

Evening - Centre of town
Fahrenheit 88 (the ex-KL Plaza) is officially OPEN. I might be a tiny bit biased 'cause I live on top of it, but I think its kinda cooler than Pavilion (and more economical. You hear that, Leow? LESS EXPEN**VE). But like I said, I'm not judging fair. =)

Midnight - Thinking twice and feeling scared/ashamed
Something's changing. I can sense it. I think if you really wanted to, you could change my mind. But even if that happens, the other thing won't happen, because of her. I know all the 4C idiots are gonna misunderstand this, so just to make things clear, I'm not talking about that guy I'm obsessed about, kay?

Early morning (1.50am) - Our song
I'm listening to our recordings. We sound so alike. If I didn't know the parts by heart, I wouldn't be able to tell the difference between our voices. We don't always sing in tune, and we screw up 9 out of 10 times.

But I like it. =) Because its...us.

1.56am
I need to sleep.

1.59am
Okay, this is dumb, but I can't think of a title for this post. I'm inspirationless. =(

2.00am
Thinking.

2.01am
Hmmm...

2.02am
Okay, I got it.

2.03am
Goodbye.

Fleece and leather

2010-09-15T00:37:00.000+08:00

I went winter shopping today at Pavilion & Sungei Wang. I finally got a much-coveted overcoat, a new backpack and leather gloves. (Technically its synthetic; I don't wear genuine leather... animal cruelty and all. But it looks like leather. And people won't admit it, but looks DO count. So yeah...cool.)

What the hell right, M'sia doesn't even go through winter.

What a freak, Vicki.

Oh, but I won't be in M'sia during that season. =)

You think I'm ignoring you, love, but I'm not.

2010-09-13T22:36:00.000+08:00

Oh, hahahahaha!

I just remembered the highlight of today's outing.

We saw Kai's friend at Sungei Wang. He's super leng chai. Darn good looking.

But Kai didn't introduce us.

SOB!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

=(

I'm damn unhappy now.

I think I've changed my mind again...

2010-09-13T21:59:00.000+08:00

YEAH!

I FINALLY.

WATCHED.

STEPUPTHREEDEE.

Really good movie. The storyline was kinda redundant and bland, but I don't see how anyone can concentrate on rating the storyline when there's some seriously smokin' hot choreography going on. I think my heart stopped about 25 times because I wasn't breathing.

Step Up 3D flat out beats its prequels.

The only problem is... I need to watch it again. Hmm.

I'm tired out from today, even though I didn't do anything today except eat sushi and watch movie.

Can you guess who these three dorks are?

I swear, it wasn't my idea to do that. I'm lame, but not that lame.

------------------------------------------------------------------

Lately, I've been obsessive about fake tattoos.

Personally, I love tattoos, but the real ones get disgusting when you're old and wrinkly. So I've been using fake tattoos...ALOT...these holidays.

And...ALOT...of people have been giving me weird looks.

Honestly people, its removable. Its like...face painting. Its not permanent.

Fake tattoos aren't gonna turn me into a bad girl.

-------------------------------------------------------------

I bought a new camera. Finally~

Bubblestime.

Tweets.

Nutrition overload

2010-09-08T01:36:00.000+08:00

Aish, I had 1 breakfast, 2 lunches, 1 dinner and 2 suppers today.

I'm gonna grow fatter than I already am. =(

T_T

If only food was like alcohol, then I'd just sleep it all off.

Incredibly unhappy*

Britt Nicole - The Lost Get Found

2010-09-05T15:51:00.000+08:00

Britt Nicole, contemporary christian artist.

Definitely worth checking out.

I haven't heard her debut album - Say It.

But her sophomore record - The Lost Get Found album is as close to perfection as anything.

Best tracks (in order):

1. Walk On The Water

2. Safe

3. The Lost Get Found

4. Hanging On

5. Feel The Light

6. How We Roll

Okay tracks:

1. Glow

2. Welcome To The Show

3. Like A Star

4. Have Your Way

Worst track:

1. Headphones

I actually liked every song on this album (that's rare, okay!), with the exception of Headphones, which sounded like shallow bubblegum pop.

At least now I know I'm not completely hooked onto K-POP. Haha, self-discovery, man.

Tweets.

Peace out.

P.S. I've been bitten again!

By the blogging bug!

That's why I'm blogging so much!

=(!

I wouldn't change a thing

2010-09-04T01:55:00.001+08:00

Its strange, but my dreams are like reflections of my real life.

Sometimes, its so closely related that I can't tell the difference between fantasy and reality.

And it scares me to shit, 'cause I'm afraid I might say the wrong thing to the wrong person.

Here's the big deal. When I wake up from a really amazing one, I usually end up really depressed, because it was just a dream.

Hmm, so that's why I don't like talking in the morning.

Wow, this is like self discovery channel.

By the way, people, dreams as in the subconscious ones you get when you're asleep. Not daydreaming.

And here's the flat out crazy thing.

I dream about things I really want. About stuff I want but can't get. About things I want to happen but will never. About real life hopes. About people I get close to. About people I care about. About people I think of too much.

About people I think of too much.

Its a bit too much sometimes.

About people I talk about too much.

Like Jonghyun.

And Key.

And...He-Who-Can't-Be-Named-In-Public.

And Leow. She was scolding me and yelling at me to choose between the three of the above or she won't be friends with me anymore. I was so relieved when I woke up because it was just a dream.

But technically it happened in real life too, minus the scolding and yelling part.

So I'm just confused sometimes.

What happened and what didn't happen for real?

Peace. Tweets.

P.S. I once had a dream where Nav and Ben were throwing half eaten cheeseburgers at each other. Did you know that? I think I blogged about it a couple of times.

PPS. So now you know why I can sleep till 3pm on a weekend even though I hit the sack the previous night at 10.

Because I had a darn good dream and I didn't want it to end. Duh.

Rant: Nonsensical blogs

2010-09-04T01:24:00.001+08:00

Okay, here's the thing.

I'm bored, I have nothing to do (thumbing through 350 pages on chromosomes and human innards isn't something to do), I'm out of good music to listen to and I just got ditched by Leow on MSN.

Oh, and its half past one in the morning.

The good life, they call it.

So I was blog-hopping, flicking through the lives of random people.

And there's this problem, this thing that really pisses me off.

There are a few people, teens actually, who love using bombastically extraterrestrial english words in their non-coherent sentences.

Eg.
This morning is horrendous. I met this indespicable guys, honestly speaking he is an total retard a**hole. no offenses to anybody but if i had second chance i would have given him a humongous pieces of my mind.

Honestly?

In my very unprofessional and nobody-wants-to-hear-it opinion, it just makes your posts (and indirectly, you) look very immature. Even manglish (malaysian english/mangled english) looks better.

If you can't fit your words properly, don't you know its not a crime to use simple english?

Well, its not a sin to blog that way either.

Its just annoying to see all those words that shouldn't exist in the natural conversational world fitted into nonsensical sentences.

No offence to anybody. Its not your problem, its mine. I'm pretty sure its not you that enjoys blogging in that retarded fashion.

Its just me who doesn't like reading that kind of blogs.

So if any one of those bloggers see this, just know that its not meant to insult you. Its just a thing I can't stand. Its a free world. You can blog however you want. I can get annoyed however I want.

End of rant.

P.S. Leow didn't ditch me after all. Her retarded modem cut her off. We should really sabotage Streamyx one day. It malfunctions every 20 seconds anyway. Just kill it for good and save it the embarrassment.

Peace.

Tweets.

(I've been camwhoring alot lately. =O)

Facebook is BAD FOR HEALTH.

2010-09-02T19:24:00.000+08:00

Long time no blog, bloggie. =D

I don't really have the inclination to blog anymore. But here's a couple of things worth mentioning.

Saturday, Pavilion/Sungei Wang/KL Baptist Church:
Hung out with Kelly at Pavilion/Sungei Wang. Caught up on latest gossip. Had too much time to squander before the concert, so we went to...MPH.

Kelly: Nerds like us have to stick together. =)

Yeah! Hear, hear!

The ADORE concert was awesome! People who didn't go don't know what they're missing. I thought only Nav was coming with us. Turns out half the youth at my church went too.

Strange, half the guys there look vaguely familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen them before.

Tuesday, Times Square:
I went shopping with Leow and Kai.

Or rather, Leow and I went shopping with Kai.

That fella can really shop (he bought the most stuff). =.=" His RM125 to my RM58. Hah, I've got nothing on him.

I have officially entered every fashion shop in Times Square.

2 girls + 1 guy + shopping should = disaster. In fact, I actually thought the outing was gonna be a fluke. 3 people with 4 hours to kill. Bo-ring. I would have backed out, except that you don't back out after saying yes to Leow unless you have a death wish.

I'm just kidding, love.

Haha, but it was really fun. Exceeded all expectations. 4.5 out of 5 stars rating. (-0.5 because I didn't get half the things I wanted to)

There were 2 shops we should have gone into...but we didn't. Regretting now. This is PG16 (haha XD) rated information, so if you really can't mind your own business, please contact Leow for more info at...whatever her phone number is.

Okay fine, I'll give you a clue.
1. Guys should have no reason to be in the first shop.
2. Kids should have no reason to be in the second.

Hah, work THAT out.

Memorable moment:
While looking for guy jackets, we saw this headless mannequin that was wearing a really masculine-bad-boy-biker-jacket...with very-obvious-female-jeans.

Vicki: Oi Kai, cool jacket.
Leow: Its for a girl... =.="
Vicki: Are you sure?
Leow: Duh, look at the pants.
Vicki: How would I know...it doesn't have a head...and the jacket looks so... O.O
Leow: Its a girl lar!
Kai: *Gropes the mannequin* Its a girl.
Leow: Hahaha, oh, haha, hahahahaha, he groped the mannequin! He groped the mannequin! Oh, hahaha!

Those two are the picture of epic-ness.

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What a long...tale? Rant? Post?

Peace out.

Tweets.

P.S. English is officially my favourite period. We watched Ghost for the last 4 periods. Our teacher rocks.

IN YOUR insert profanity FACE!

2010-08-11T21:27:00.001+08:00

Noooooooooo! T_T

Guys can really be more bitchy than girls.

You're damn annoying, you know?

Seriously, if you think twice and look again, you'd see how bloody uncomfortable I am around you.

And how dare you complain to me about her when you deserve every bit of murder that she yelled at you.

Grrr.

Go sit in a corner and think about what you've done and what I've said here because I KNOW YOU READ THIS.

Its because of people like you that the male species is so inferior. All offence intended.

Red lollipops =)

2010-07-19T20:34:00.000+08:00

Everyone's having a good ol' rant on their blogs lately. So I thought I'd follow the trend.

1. Stop jumping to conclusions. You don't know me as well as you think you do.

2. Don't assume. You really don't know me as well as you think you do.

3. Don't judge. There's a very fine line between stating your opinion and judging. You're beginning to cross that line.

4. Don't answer for me. I can answer questions that are directed to me by myself without your help. Its like a mile difference between answering for me and speaking up for me.

a) You always cut through my answers.

b)You never speak up for me.

c) THAT pisses me off.

Period.

5. Don't bitch about. Please.

Just a short quack. Nothing compared to the insane commentary flying around lately.

Tweets, peeps.

Hmph!

2010-06-30T22:12:00.000+08:00

I'm so furious now!

Pfft!

Exams are over! =)

2010-06-04T00:44:00.000+08:00

Haih, girls are such a pain.

They can praise and bitch about you in the same breath.

One moment they're all nice and sweet with the halo thing, then 20 seconds later, I swear I can see red horns growing above their ears.

One minute their aura's all shiny and baby blue, then the next minute you can see the red flames and steam around them.

I mean, why does their moods have to change so effin fast?

And they love using their monthly PMS as an excuse.

Pfft, its so hard to understand girls. Dratted species.

On the other hand, its not like guys are any better.

Bunch of annoying, stinky, attention deficit homo sapiens who don't take enough baths a day. I mean, conserving water and all that is very noble, but just...nevermind.

And they're the only species are born permanently with ADHD. That's why guys go round picking fights all the time.

Haih, I'm such a girl.

(But I swear I don't praise and bitch about people in the same sentence. Really. Scout's honour.)

Losing touch

2010-05-25T23:17:00.000+08:00

Bad Vicki: I'm bored out of my wits.

Good Vicki: Um-hmmhuh.

Bad Vicki: I mean, Biology's interesting. But the way they break it down so precisely kinda gets on my nerves. Especially the food part. I mean, dude, I used to like eating. Now, saying "I eat chocolates everyday!" = "I consume various sorts of lipids on a daily basis!" Ew!

Good Vicki: Hmm-umm-hmm.

Bad Vicki: And you know, I was flipping through Genesis that day, and I found this. Gen 1:27 So God created man in his own image, in the image of God he created him; man and female he created them. And some people don't even have the decency to leave it at that. No, of course not! We have to go right down to the smallest particle and discuss mitochondria and plasma membranes and body parts that are so small; they might as well not exist. Being part of a human being, I feel so...dissected. Ugh.

Good Vicki: Uh-huhmm.

Bad Vicki: Say something, sheesh!

Good Vicki: Mmhmmumhm?

Bad Vicki: Well, you seem miserable.

Good Vicki: Mmmhmmphuh.

Bad Vicki: Well, me too.

Good Vicki: Frrhhmhhum.

Bad Vicki: Yeah, absolutely.

Good Vicki: Ummhmffumph.

Bad Vicki: Okay, sure.

Good Vicki: Hmmf.

Bad Vicki: I miss PMR.

Good Vicki: Hrumph. Well yeah, me too actually.

Burning up, with you baby (part II)

2010-05-02T22:20:00.001+08:00

I'm just so tired.

And I bet every other form 4 feels the same. Yawn. Someone once said teenagers need more sleep than infants. I can't remember who said that, but I do remember James saying (several times too, hmph) that teenagers need more sleep than anyone.

And I've read somewhere that a teenager's body is built to stay awake during unearthly hours and sleep during the afternoon.

Which moron said sleeping early and waking up early was healthy?

Can't believe the kind of stupidity some doctors have. All offence intended.

On to happier, or more substantial, matters, I am officially taking up modern & jazz music.

=D

Is that cool or what?

Bye-bye, classical. See you in my next life. Many hugs and kisses.

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Sometimes I think about what I do in my daily routine, and its just so hard to believe so little activities can consume so much time.

With all extra activities included, I'm now staying back five days a week. That's just immoral of the school to do such a thing to me (and a few other poor kids). T.T

Even so, its not like I have a lot to do everyday. So where does the time go? Where, where, where? T_T

8 - 9 hours (average) - school
1 - 2 hours - piano
1/2 hour - worrying about homework (worrying only, not actually doing it)
5 - 6 hours - shut-eye

So where does the rest of the time go? T_T

Takkan I eat, go online, play guitar, laze around and fiddle with stuff for 6-7 hours right?

Wouldn't it be cool if we could literally save time?

"Hey, mum, can you drop me off at Maybank today? I'm gonna bank in 5pm - 7pm today. Maybe I'll use it on Saturday, when I need some extra time."

Can we pretend that airplanes in the night skies are shooting stars~
I could really use a wish right now~
-Hayley Williams

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"...planet Earth belongs to us just as much as it belongs to the next person. We should bear in mind that although one individual cannot prevent the insane (and 120-degrees-burning-like-shhht-kind-of-hot) effects of global warming, six billion individuals can. Therefore, it it not an option, but a responsibility, to do our part in preventing..."

Here's my hypothesises on why we've unofficially changed the term "classroom" to "oven".

1. Someone's playing with our global air-con. Everyday, he/she turns it up a notch.
2. Aliens from Mars found our global ventilation system. =(
3. Scientists aren't geniuses after all. They're all stupid morons with some unknown syndrome, but they cover up by pretending to be unnaturally smart.

I mean, they're the ones who said the sun is billions (or is it millions?) of miles away from earth.

I SWEAR THEY'RE WRONG.

I mean, just walk out of the school compound and you'll realise that the sun is actually 5 inches from your face.

That's why its so damn hot everyday!

Someone needs to wage war on helium atoms. Or is it hydrogen?

Ah, either one.

~Veekee

Burning up, with you baby.

2010-04-13T16:08:00.000+08:00

The ventilation system in our class is down for who-knows-how-long-already.

But none of us really noticed till a few days ago.

And now that we'd noticed, the heat is really unbearable. (I mean, its always stuffy and humid in class, but these past few days are really argh.)

Heck, its cooler at the windows than beneath the fans.

So since desperation invokes desperate measures, I've found a fantastic way to do homework near the sweet reprive of the windows, without the desk.

Its unbelievably easy.

1. Leave your stationary on the window sill.
2. Stick whatever extra books/papers to the wall beneath the window with cellophane tape.

3. Sit cross-legged on a chair (with the kind of chairs at school, that's challenging...but possible) and use a hardcover file as your "desk".

Its genius, if you don't mind people assuming your brain screwed up somewhere.

Malaysian weather rocks, so I didn't really mind.

~Veee

Why'd ya have to make a big thing out of nothing?

2010-04-07T21:45:00.000+08:00

I have so much stuff to update about. Lets try "gisting". =)

1. Singapore/funeral trip.

Food was good. Hotel sucks. Funeral was...funeral-ish.

I think if I don't make it elsewhere, Singapore would be a really good place to be. (Food really rocks.)

2. Kudos to our class genius.

He had the support of three quarts of the form 4's. Came in 2nd place, but still, great spelling, 4C's proud of you.

3. I had a lot of stuff to update about but suddenly I forgot.

4. I was stumbling around my blog's dashboard a few days ago and I came across this post which I saved as draft. Its a really bombastic post. Maybe I'll post it one of these days. Really angry kind of post, but not entirely negative... I think.

5. Oh yeah, today I did my oral presentation. I freaked.

~Veee.

P.S. There's no point crying over spilled milk...unless its chocolate. HAH!

P.P.S. Many hands make light work, but too many cooks spoil the broth. Teeehee!

P.P.P.S There's no use trying to teach an old dog new tricks...but its never too late to learn. =)

Just proves that you can't really trust these idioms because they contradict each other.

I don't know why I stayed for you
You try to tell me what to do
You think you know me, who I am
But you don't get it, understand
You don't know
Just how close
I am to giving up
I guess I had a change of heart

~Change Of Heart

Sweet Sixteen

2010-03-20T13:34:00.001+08:00

Happy Birthday, Xiao. =D

May all your wishes be fulfilled, all your dreams come true and happiness live in your - yadda yadda, so on so forth, etc etc etc. XD

~V