Smarteepants loves you for reading this. =)

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.

Don't worry.

I'm still alive and kickin'.

Perhaps not kicking, but still alive nevertheless.

Self destruct

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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.

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.

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

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

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.

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...

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

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.

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.

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

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. ^^