Saturday, April 26, 2008
I was walking downstairs in my pjs, and my dad said hi and thought I m on my way out
He even asked me to buy otah.
I was braless, and my outfit barely covered my ass.
Very open-minded, Chen Papa.
Ok. Im going to give him the benefit of doubt
Maybe he didnt really look at his daughter long enough.
Maybe he was too engrossed staring at her pretty face
Maybe he was just practising what he always preach "ren mei, wear what also mei"
--- meaning its okay not to wear anything out cos im mei /?\
Okay. The Last Man I wanna make excuses for will be my own PAPA ok
The Truth is "MANU match was screening live on ESPN'
I was talking to Bestfriend Beng the other day about the stupidity of the game
Wen: "I heard soccer players get paid millions a year"
Beng: "Yes, but technically its every SEASON"
Wen: "They shld use the money and each buy a ball for themselves so they can stop fighting over it for seasons"
Beng ignores Wen.
BUT, thankfully Boyfriend P doesnt give a damm about soccer.
When Bestfriend Beng tried to test him out (Thanks F-ker)
Boyfriend P passed the Boyfriend Test with straight A's
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Monday, April 21, 2008
I got the prettiest seashell at the sea shore.
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"The two of us a perfect fit
You're all mine, all mine
And all I can say
Is you blow me away
Like an apple on a tree
Hiding out behind the leaves
I was difficult to reach
But you picked me
Like a shell upon a beach
Just another pretty piece
I was difficult to see
But you picked me"
I'm really not a big fan of lovey-dovey blog entries.
I hate to be reminded of rainbows and butterflies when the future turns sour.
But this time round, I'm letting my guard down
And let the pretty things roll
Besides, Im sure Preston makes a nice sour cream on my Pringles.
Rain or Shine, here we go.
Lets talk food science.
Happy week-niversary, my sugar-coated candyman.
aloha to more pushpops,applecrumbles,sourapple7-up,beer(foryou), kimchisoup, shreddednotsospicychicken,bbq,macdonaldnuggets,swissmushroom burger, sunkiss-twist, greentea, grogza (argh cant spell), latenightchats, sweetbutsincere msn chats, plainspoken mushy stuff, big smiles, pokepokes, laughasloudaswecan-till the whole library can hear us movies sessions, SP's night tours, and so so much more.
We'll look cute for two fat people.
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Wednesday, April 09, 2008
"a/s/l?"
"7/f/pap"
Case Studies 1
Why boys are smelly:
Brother (17yr 7 months old)
He shits too much.
He doesnt watch HongKong drama series
He forgets to flush sometimes.
"Oie Brother,
15 minutes of ESPN is a little taste of hell.
Go play Soccer Manager
and surrender that remote control."
Best friend (22 yrs 2 months old)
He swims too much. (chlorine is bad)
He doesnt have a TV at home, but watches a lot of porn
He rather use the word "Beautiful" on a soccer match than on his dearest friend
Mr. "I-last-watched-pornography-this-afternoon"
Father (54 yrs old 6 months old)
He is convinced that my most treasured possession is a "drug" "toxic" "poisonous"
He forces us to eat "seaweed pills" which supposedly increases our dietary fibre needs => contributing to Brother's "too much shit"
He cooks Herbal Chicken every Saturday and Sunday
He farts too much. Loud and Smelly.
(He is quite alike as compared to Brother, repeated smelly acts, but more experienced)
Conclusion:
Boys are pretty much the same (smelly), they just come in different shapes and sizes
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Sunday, April 06, 2008
"My distorted ballad version"
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.
.
I need to find a better place to hide
Wake Up
I need to know tonight
But anyway,
Maybe next time
I'll have a chance to say Goodbye.
How can you leave me alone with all these people?
You know I secretly hate crowds, and high heels
And I hate it when they use past tense when they talk about you.
Movies are worse than Tv ads.
Call me when you're alone.
Maybe I'll need you in the morning
"You're into now, You're into now"
I watch too much tv
Trying to trick myself
that I'm not alone
"Put that cigarette down"
Actually I do miss him.
The first days are the hardest days
I don't wanna be there,
"I know"
Probably not, SnapSnap
There are so many things He doesnt know about me
that I love natural disasters and the death rate excites me.
I actually get disappointed if it is not high enough to my liking.
I secretly think that fastfood outlets shld be banned, for feeding us
with cheap chicken skin.
My least favourite key on the keyboard's "Backspace", Corrections are stupid
Live with that typo.
What if you spoke those words today?
I wonder if You miss me.
I don't know.
It makes more sense to walk away.
Who's gonna hear all your stories?
"I keep them to myself"
That's a tragedy.
Can the good times hide?
I'm gonna let the bad times roll
In fact all the time
that you've, we've got
I rather not waste my life on hold
I'm gonna let the bad times roll
When everything is distorted
Nothing looks the same
Here comes another.
I'm gonna check the storage.
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Wednesday, April 02, 2008
I like imeem.com very much now.
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