Saturday, April 17, 2010

BLAHBLAHBLAH. Just a rant. ♥

I WANT A HUSKY ! ♥


Yesterday after coming back from school, i was pretty bummed. The whole week although hasn't been that stressful to me as my other classmates who are juggling excellent grades, sports practice, stuck up people and many other problems, as for me, I'm getting average grades, marching, dancing for REAL Excellence Award, nicest people and literally no problems.

And yet I say i'm stressful. I take back my words.

After school on Friday, i thought i can sleep it off early that day. Lo and behold, my mom told us that we are having dinner with my 二姐 and her daughter Hayley. I went : xO, my sleeping time is GONE!

Went to The Gardens to have some sushi. Dad wanted to eat sushi, then he asked me : "Mun, you want to eat sushi or not?"

Me : "Uh, sure, anything will do."

Dad : " *announce to my mom and 二姐* EH Ah Mun say want to eat sushi, come let's go to Yo! Sushi. *walks away with his usual swagger* "

Isn't he brilliant? Using my name as a flourish and to hide his cravings for sushi. AWESOME, dad. I love you too.


Start eating! YAY WASABI. The way you green particles numb and pierce my nostrils is painful - which is why i love you.


My photography skills boleh tahan? :P.. Yes i like eating brinjals, don't judge! They are awesome... x)


Nothing to do..


Mum-mum. :3

While eating, Lynzeh called me. Turns out that I have St. Johns training that I don't even know about. Sigh. ._.

Actually the real reason i joined St. Johns is because well, I don't know which club to join anymore haha. But now i have to admit, after going through training, i'm pretty interested in St. Johns stuff. It's all about giving initial help to the casualty. Yay DRABC (Dr. ABC)! xD

After meal, I saw Seed was having a fashion show. I LOVE fashion shows, but I can't stay long. Saw gorgeous Mat Saleh models. Saw lots of really seriously good looking male models, even my mom was like SWOONed. No wonder dad kept dragging us away. ;D

JOKING LAH. xD



The layout for the fashion show.



So i decided to go ahead with the training after ending the conversation. Later on i went to her studio house (now it's a very family orientated home) . Although it's small, i love it very much. I wanted my own home to be like that, small and ya know, edgy. I told dad I want a couple of house-mates if i move out into a house like hers. My dad's response :

"Why on earth you want house-mates? Live alone lah."

"But... I want company. =( "

"Then ah, buy a comfortable couch and TV lah. There you go - company."

-__-


So today I woke up at 7am, watched Paramore on TV while eating biscuits, go to school, putting on our "wanting to sleep" faces with Lynzie, Sze Ging and How Wei. Go through the slideshow which includes images of cuts, burns, amputations, distorted face, blood, gunshots, and a imagine of a 90% amputated arm (literally, there's only a corner of skin holding on to the palm) is just. MIND BLOWING. :D.. Then learned how to give CPR to a dummy named Anne that seriously looks like a dude.

And that's it.

OH yes my life. :D


The qualified St. John member to practice.


The lower seniors. :D


Lynzie & I. :3

If you noticed the drum set behind the shemale look alike dummy, I did play after the training was over. But I only played for like what, 8 beat before Mr Paneer shooed me out.



Dear you,

When i first met you, you are indeed special. And when i said that, I mean it. I never say things I don't mean. I like you, for you. You are so different, from any people I've ever met. But then, you try to prove to me that you CAN be cool, instead of a nerd that everybody used to know. The truth is, so what you are a nerd?

You try to prove to me. That you can NOT be a nerd, instead you try to be somebody else. At first it was different from who you are, I'm okay. I am digesting it. But later, you became so sarcastically surreal that it hurts. You may think that it's funny, but it's not. It's just not. It hurts people.

Including me.

I understand that people will always change, even from day one you know them. But this is just too much. It's not that i can't digest. It's because people will much prefer you as the nerd you, not the gangster-wannabe-tough you.

And i miss the nerd you. Very very much.

Because the real reason i fall for you at the first place - it's because you are truly yourself and no one else, you idiot.

You don't have to prove to me that you are cool and be shallow and mean.

I fall for you because you are this adorable nerd whom is nice.

Wonder why I don't tell you face to face?

Try thinking about it - will you listen if i tell you the truth? I know you well, I know that you will never listen to me. About this truth.

You won't right? Told ya so.

and by the way, actually you are not a nerd. You're just. Studious. What's wrong with that?

Heart-ache is not going away.

I'm exhausted.

Where are you?



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