There are three types of people in this world...
1. those who make things happen...
2. those who watch things happen...
3. people who wonder what the heck just happened.

which catergory do you think you fall under? hee. interesting. but i like too believe the world is divided into 2. thoes who have read lord of the rings. and those who are going to read it. waha.

oh. and a passing butterfly juz informed me.

EXAMS ARE OVER!!!WHHOOOOOOOH!

oh wow. i wuldnt have guessed. so freakingly bored. i wish io had something to drive for.
den again. stupid. i do. netball. see it as either the damn fitness test or the damn wadevacompetition. lalalala. or that thick sec 3 bio textbook i have to devour. but. hmm. im NOT HUNGRY. waha. nv tot you'd hear dat from a science fanatic lolx. hee.

and thruth to b told shopping is damn fun. even if its with your grandma. as in my case. and aunt and 4 yr old cousin instead of your talkative friends. for once someone who truly cares for you and how you look and doesnt judge you lke wadeva. and. dat one fateful afternoon at causeway point i spent a whooping $247 dollars on clothes. damn dat stupid wedding dinner. my grandma insisted i wear skirts. argh.

ARGH.

but den again. its pretty.. sorta.. in a girly wae. sigh. wadeva.

oh. i discovered ice cream in the fridge.
whee. the joy. the bliss. the coldness of its icy touch.

and guess wad. it oso achieves its aim of fattening you up. oh joy.

THUS! it shall join the ever growing list of evil cuteness food. aka. foo that's cute n evil. wahahaa. top on the list we have cookees. need i go inta a detailed expanation? hehee. guess not. *put down the damn frying pan la you!!!*

fine. pout.

and i thank my lucky stars titus does not noe of my blog. waha.

random. again. i had tot i had gotten over the random stuff. da... seems not. seriously though. [wad a pleasure not to have sirius stand at your side and go. "you're not serious. i am." the damn pun. im sure james has gone off and killed him alr... we live in hope.]<-- for those who are completely unaware of who i am toking abt. im toking abt a winderfully humourous fanfic written by a wonderful writer and two mentally unstable eejits sitting on the steps of the potter's backdoor eating muffins and ginger bread man. waha.

back to the now lost-in-wonderland point. daaa.... *pulls out point from under stack of cards.. hmm. queen of hearts hmm.. familiar..*

seriously though. my mind works at the speed of a whirlwind with nothing to whirl. actually. during wednesdaes evening 7-9pm it works at de speed of a mud pupple being stirred by a.. a.. cats tail. ew. no wae. cats. to me are goddesses. waha.

only alia wuld noe why. ha.

can you believe?!?! my mother sent me to TUITION argh aft exams. i whined. pleaded. sulked. [all the tatic of a 5 yr old.. da. minus the tears] and she still dropped me off at that damn place. the tuition class is so damn dead. and i miss david loke whine. tall sji IDIOT. stupidstupidstupid.

argh.

if jerry is still in for next round for s'pore idol i shall personally take the efoort to whack him upsidedown. i did just dat todae.. until my mother walked in and asked me why i was wacking the tv screen with a cushion. rright. cant she see dat im trying to get rid of scum? hee.

i very much wonder of the content of this post. carine?