Today, I realised that emo blogs get lots of followers.
I haven't written a truly emo post in ages... Even my layout screams un-emoness. I still love my layout, even if no one actually does read whatever sporadic things I decide to put up here.
Besides, I'm at a rather good point in my life now. Or am I? An alternative way of looking at it would be that I've grown so accustomed to the bad things, that I've become jaded. Either way, I'm finally getting to study the degree I've dreamed of for the past 3 years, at the risk of miscarriage, cancer, depression, and eating and sleep disorders no doubt, but I don't care. There is this huge pylon next to Taylor's. The management is an ass. A big cellulite-filled ass. Oh well.
Other than that, I'm still in touch with my ex-schoolmates, which is awesome. I hope we will always stay that way. And someday the certain threesome will realise my moms dream of us going to each other's weddings. Let's face it. We all want to get married. Such predictable suckers we are.
I love the people I met at HELP, what a sexy, weird, and lame bunch you all are! I'm sorry I can't go to Redang. I'm trying to die faster, haha.
My family is awesome because it's dysfunctional. Like today, my dad and I went to my aunts' house, which is under renovation, to pick the paint colours.
Aunt: Haiya, just put the wall olive again la.
Cousin (from upstairs): No more olive!!
May (cousins' girlfriend): Your cousin can be so boring sometimes.
Me: No comment.
My boyfriend is my best friend.
I'm going to church almost every Sunday. haha.
My prom dress is awesome (to me at least), and my date wanted to wear a pink tux. Enough said.
I'm going to Shanghai to chill and see my first nephew from the 17th-24th July...
Life is good.
Now, if only I can survive my exam and get AT LEAST 3B's!
I blog
Even though it is an act of conscious conceitedness.
Un-emo-ness
Sunday, June 20, 2010 / 9:28 PM
Today, I realised that emo blogs get lots of followers.
I haven't written a truly emo post in ages... Even my layout screams un-emoness. I still love my layout, even if no one actually does read whatever sporadic things I decide to put up here.
Besides, I'm at a rather good point in my life now. Or am I? An alternative way of looking at it would be that I've grown so accustomed to the bad things, that I've become jaded. Either way, I'm finally getting to study the degree I've dreamed of for the past 3 years, at the risk of miscarriage, cancer, depression, and eating and sleep disorders no doubt, but I don't care. There is this huge pylon next to Taylor's. The management is an ass. A big cellulite-filled ass. Oh well.
Other than that, I'm still in touch with my ex-schoolmates, which is awesome. I hope we will always stay that way. And someday the certain threesome will realise my moms dream of us going to each other's weddings. Let's face it. We all want to get married. Such predictable suckers we are.
I love the people I met at HELP, what a sexy, weird, and lame bunch you all are! I'm sorry I can't go to Redang. I'm trying to die faster, haha.
My family is awesome because it's dysfunctional. Like today, my dad and I went to my aunts' house, which is under renovation, to pick the paint colours.
Aunt: Haiya, just put the wall olive again la.
Cousin (from upstairs): No more olive!!
May (cousins' girlfriend): Your cousin can be so boring sometimes.
Me: No comment.
My boyfriend is my best friend.
I'm going to church almost every Sunday. haha.
My prom dress is awesome (to me at least), and my date wanted to wear a pink tux. Enough said.
I'm going to Shanghai to chill and see my first nephew from the 17th-24th July...
Life is good.
Now, if only I can survive my exam and get AT LEAST 3B's!
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But only if you must.
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suddenly i'm famous and people know my name
*SUPER NERDCHITECT, AWAY!
No magic or super powers, just needs loads of cash, a plane, some blood, and a pinch of luck.
I'm actually a really sweet person. No, really. I dig Tim Tam's, except when I have a sore throat.
I also swear by rambutans and white wine being the ultimate after-dinner combination of bitter and sweet.
Love to hang out, but don't do it enough. Detests clubs for their funny smell and awful base-banging.
Is thinking I am generally untalented, but has the attitude to make up for it.
-I want a British telephone booth in my home!
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On your first date, never, ever, say 'smurf penis'.
Even though that blue horn on the wall looks like one.
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Because desire is full of endless distances
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