I must quit.
Must quit flunking my Maths papers on purpose.
I’ve been doing that for quite some time now and I’m feeling worse each time.
Even before the test/exam starts, I’ve already given up hope.
Everytime I try to work my brain out by flipping through the texbook,
my head starts spinning.

Bernard says I’m really stupid. Sigh.
But I’m smart to know what I’m capable of and did not take Add Maths.

My mom walked into the room just now and I was fully naked.
I forgot to lock the room door and I was sitting in front of the computer.
Damn lucky it wasn’t my brother or dad.
This tend to happen a lot.

During the holiday, I watched quite a number of movies in between a couple of days.
Ghost Rider, Protege, and The Lady Iron Chef.
I got so sick of the cinema, I never thought I’d dread going.
Most of the movies wasn’t that interesting especially The Lady Iron Chef.
I don’t understand why people said it was funny.
It wasn’t. Not even one lame joke made me laugh.

Guess what !
So You Think You Can Dance Malaysia is on.
I’m sike about the show..
The dancers from the America version were so damn good, but of course this is Malaysia’s.
Can’t wait to see our potentials.

Auditions is on 16 & 17 of March, 2007.
At Panggung DBKL.

I have no idea where’s that. Don’t ask me.
According to the map, somewhere near Masjid Jamek and Dataran Merdeka.

7th Of March. At Laundry. Starting at 9.30pm.

I wanna go but it’s on a Wednesday night and I have dance class.
Kor said he’ll fetch but haven’t confirm with me.

Right, I ran outta things to blog about.
Better hit the books now.

And damn, I’m getting tired of this layout but I have no time to do anything about it.

Of all days I chose to blog on a school night where the monthly test is taking place.
I was all hyped to pick up the books when I got back just now but as soon as I sat my butt down
… you know how it goes. Heh.

Chinese New Year’s almost over, damnit.
Holidays are obviously over.
Not that I can slack too much, it’s major pain in the ass exam this year.
Buttttt there’s another one week holiday in two weeks time.
Looking forward. Ngek.

My new year was alright.
The first two days were obviously spent at relative’s.
Nothing fun because the fun died out years ago when they argued
and the cold war’s been on ever since. Sigh.
What’s new year without family love and all the jeez.
Most of the time I was out with BR, hanging out and visiting mutual friends’ cribs.

On Tuesday, which was the third day of CNY,
PKAFM had our visits together to each other’s house excluding Amy’s of course.
It started in the morning at 11pm and ended around 7pm.
The houses we hit are in order : Michy, Suz, BR, mine, Damien, Tee Liang.

Most of the time was wasted at my crib.
They pokered while watching Initial D.
I didn’t ’cause I don’t know how. Swt.

I honestly thought this year’s CNY’s pretty dull.
Last year’s was much better.
Least am not the only person who thinks so, almost everyone I’ve spoken to agrees.

And yes, I honestly, honestly think Tuesday is the only day worth blogging about.

Pictures will be right up.
And they’re up !
Little because I was lazy, most of the pictures are in Michy’s camera.
Blurry because I suck. Haha.

Both the girls wore the same white top and no, they didn’t plan in advance.
Besties that reads each other’s mind.
I’m left out but I have the exact top in another colour. Hah.

That face on the left was because he was winning.
That face on the right was because he was losing.

Kept the best for the last. LOL.

I don’t think I’m a typical chinese blogger who blogs just about CNY during the festival.
Everything is still rolling like usual.
There’s not even one picture for CNY. Haha.
Totally so not me. I’ve been getting lazy to camwhore.
So I’ll get on with another entry that has nothing at all about CNY.

Tell me, why do people bite?
Bite has another urban definition, just in case you don’t know what I’m talking about.
So back to the topic, why do they?
They tend to copy another person’s style, personality, attitude, etc.
I find it very disturbing cause why would a person wanna be another person.
Right?

Being yourself = originality.
People recognise you as you, your name, you.
Not “hey, you remind me of someone” kind of way.
The funny thing is I’ve known people who tend to bite my ways, sometimes.
Exactly what, differs from time to time.
Yet this is one of the funniest I’ve came upon.
Quite the obvious too.

Now what’s been getting on my other nerves rather than the one earlier (read previous entry)
is why would people bite another person’s crew’s name?
Personally, I always try to make sure the name of my dance group, team, etc, is one of a kind so that it won’t get messed up with others and we’d be the first to be recognised with that name.

A name’s a name.
A crew’s a crew.
We made it up because we had too much fun one night and thought,
“say, don’t you guys think it’d be cool if we homies have a name of our own then we can print teeshirts with our name, personal quote and the crew name on it before our darling friend leaves?”
It’s something random and childish, but it means something to us.

So why would you try to be like us?
Did you have that fun that we had?
Did you have a darling friend who was about to leave for years only to come back for holidays?
Did you huh, did you?

No right?
So get a life, lil’ kid.

P.S : If you think this is about you, it is. Other than that, I think I’m going to reduce my bitchings for a while. I’ve had enough of fun. <3

You retard, will you shut that pretty mouth up before I smash my knuckles into ‘em.

Owh and Happy Chinese New Year, people.
Have a good year ahead.
Make sure you wore red today (I wore green) to bring luck to yourself.
Damn traditions. Swt.

Just let me bitch until I’m satisfied please.
This bitch’s been up my ass for months and every time I see her little pretty face, I feel like spitting on her twice.
Cause that’s how many times I’ve seen her since I know who’s she.
Now isn’t that really little to make me curse a person to this point where’s the first day of the Chinese New Year.

Well in her case, no.
No better time than this.

Please be aware that what’s typed out after this sentence is only meant for her to read so that it’ll get on her own nerves until she’s so mad, she’ll bust a blood vessel. Whee.

“You bitch.
What is YOUR muffucking problem with me?
Girl, I don’t even know you so what’s up?
Don’t like the fact that I’m with him, say it to my face.
No need to act like a baby whispering into the friend’s ear then have him say it out loud to me.

We have nothing in common. N.O.T.H.I.N.G
From the way we talk to the way we dress even to the way we bitch. Nope. Nothing AT ALL.
So there’s no need to bitch about my eyelined eyes because damn, I know I look good even if you don’t think so.
You should know you are darn lucky I did not call you an ahlian the moment I laid my eyes on you.

Here’s what I thought of when I saw you,
Those leggings you wore today, the stripes one. They look like shit.
That red dress or if that’s what you call a dress, looks like your mom’s.
Hell, at first I thought it was a t-shirt.

And yes, I SPEAK ENGLISH with a capital E.
So? You where pain?
Whenever I start speaking English your body aches is it?
Gosh, just because you can’t speak or understand this alien language, don’t fucking whine.
Blame yourself. Who asked you to be a loser. HEH.

Dancing is my love. I talk about dancing whenever I feel it in me so,
when he teased and challenged me to dance to that song on MTV, why you perasan?
Have to bring up all those others who obviously wasn’t in the topic.
Pathetic attempt to strike me, bitch.”

It’s official.

I’ve fallen for Jesse Mccartney’s Just So You Know video.
Eyes be damned.

Congratulate me because after months of just saying it, I’ve finally work up the broken spirit to clean my wardrobe.
You could have die seeing the condition it was in.
My wardrobe is big and I don’t have that much of clothes so I just use one side most of the time and let the other two side rot, so yeah, both of those sides were the worst with layers of dust.

Took out every single item there was.
Mom told me to put out those stuffs and clothes I don’t want anymore to one side so that she can donate ‘em.
And holy cow, there are a lot of clothes I don’t wear anymore.
There was about 10 pair of pants and a gazillion tops.
No wonder mom freaks everytime I want to buy a new top or pants.
Then again, most of the unwanted were given by my cousin sisters thinking that their age of style are the same as mine.
Conclusion, not my fault that there are so many things and that I don’t wear any piece. Pfft.

Now that that’s done, there’s still the bathroom, the room itself, the tv stand, the computer table and the shelves to clean.
I’m challenging myself to have it all done in one day.
Yes, even that sounds silly to me but that doesn’t mean I’m going to fail.
Gotta, gotta, GOTTA prove to the Candyman that I ain’t no pig, pig.

I hope the CNY spirit is growing in you because it is in me.
Cannot wait to hear those fireworks, eventhough the government says, no fireworks or else, a fine.
Chinese will always be chinese. Fine or no fine, we’re still shooting up those babies to the sky.
Cannot wait to hear those chinese drums whenever there’s a lion dance, eventhough I’m, sometimes, afraid of the lions.
Cannot wait to eat those food on the first day because confirm we’re going back to my aunt’s place to celebrate with my granny.

It always come back to the food innit, Kim?
Like come on, like YOU don’t think about the food. Cis.

Owh shit.
Almost forgot to mention that my family, after 3 years, finally bought some CNY decorations to decorate the porch’s ceiling.
Guess who work her ass at 11pm to put them up?
Remember if you’re coming to my place on CNY, look at the decos and say something nice and pretend you don’t know who had it up and compliment her !

Yes. Yes. I’m impossible.

P.S : Schizzie fell for the stupid Digi ducks too. Haha.

Gotta make this quick and as bitchy as possible.
Tommy’s watching over Xin Xin so that I could get this done.

Yes. Today is V-Day but am bitching, read on.
I had tuitions the whole day, right after school.
Tuitions be damned. Sighh.
Yet they’re my hope to better results since nowadays you just can’t depend on your school teachers no more.
During tuition, Suzanne told me something so wicked I got all hyped out to bitch.

Apparently there are a bunch of Form2mers in my school, labelling us, Form5mers.
According to Suz’s words, they’re calling us snobs and show offs.

Show off what? My ass bigger and nicer than yours issit?
You cow, of course we’re show offs.
We’re bloody 3 years your senior and we were a hell lot bigger than you are now back when we were in Form 2.
Yeah, am short but least I wasn’t looking like you. Heh.
Don’t go blaming us for being older than you when your mom and dad didn’t conceive you earlier.
Brains, idiot. Where has yours gone to?

Besides this, they personally labelled me as a wannabe high class bitch or something like that.
I know I’m a bitch. The whole school does but to say I’m high class, you’re dead wrong.
I can’t even bloody afford to buy myself (or get daddy to buy since rich girls are always daddy’s girl) a new phone since my old is toasted.
Go figure.

Still, I liked the nickname very much.
Too bad I didn’t come up with it first.

Valentines doesn’t necessary means you need to have a boyfriend / girlfriend to celebrate with.
Have the best one with anyone you love.

I don’t know how to spend my Valentine eventhough I have a Valentine.
Of course, there’s my date with my other Valentine, Leucine at Modern in the evening after tuition but that couldn’t just be all that right.
Need something more, but what.
Right now, I’m going through websites looking for ways to celebrate it.

Damnit. I’m so weird.
From Valentine I can search and read until the Universe.
Their differences are so big.

I wish to type more but I can’t bring myself to it.
The mozzies are sucking my blood like a hungry man in a eat-as-much-as-you-can buffet.

You know that new Digi Prepaid promotion?
The Friends and Family Plus Plan (FnF Plan) ?
Do you know what it’s for and it’s features?
It gives you two extra spot to add two NON DIGI numbers for cheaper rates and all that bullshit.

So you see, I’m a new muffucking subscriber.

Why am I whining like a bitch on pms?
Because I fell for their stupid annoying act cute duckies ad and subscribed without thinking twice.
Cause you see with MTV Powerpack you get to send free smses to your 6 FnF even if you only have RM0.01.
That 1cent sometimes save my life you know.
Now that I’ve switched plan to the FnF Plus Plan,
I’m being deducted every RM0.01 for chatting with my lovelies.

I AM SUCH AN IDIOT.
Dennis you are so right lah this afternoon.
Sighhh.

Considered you guys warned.
DON’T FALL FOR THE STUPID DUCK.

HELLO PEOPLE !
I’m back. I swear I’m never going to leave you guys updateless no more.

Okay. Too much of drama. LOL.

I just got back my connection like two days ago.
Mom finally decided to pay the freaking bills after months.
Well at least, she did in the end.
I guess I kinda made her see the BAD BAD side of not paying it when it’s suspended.
Yes another reason besides the one that I was left out of my internet life.
My brain works in marvelous ways okay.

You have no idea how much I wanna blog about.
So many things had happened and so many outings were had and so many pictures were taken but so little time for me to type it all out.
So I’ll do it some other day when everything’s back on track.

There are still emails unread.
Music not downloaded.
Videos not watched.
Blogs not read.
SEE. See how left out I am?
Piang eh. Swt.

The saddest thing now is that Bernard left for Moo Moo Land (New Zealand, doink) a couple of days ago. Been missing him all the time ever since. Especially when I’m in a car. We have histories. Haha. I kid. He better make sure his ass is in Malaysia by the time I’m done writing on my last SPM paper.

Chinese New Year is next week and my house is still a mess.
Been no time for spring CNY cleaning because mom’s busy with dad’s stuffs and I’m always out or busy with tuitions so totally not helping. I’m feeling really awful for bailing out on my mom like this so I’m planning to do everything by this week, if possible. Yet, we’re all not really done with our shopping and this is the last weekend to do it. To top with that, I have to accompany BR to shop AND cut his hair because OBR is half way done.