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Yes it's a play on my name. :D

I will resume privatisation of this blog in a month's time. Goodbye, my darling blog! I shared far too many memories with you, and I think you've run your course. *waves with kerchief*

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FTS

Can't go for the Monash Cultural Night cos I already planned to go badminton-ing with the cellies

There was an insanely long line at the printer when I wanted to print notes, so I was late for lecture

I went to the attendance sheet right after lecture to sign my name and took 15 minutes to do it cos of *cough* people who don't know how to line up.

I wanted to ask the lecturer something while waiting for the attendance crowd to thin and there was a girl there asking an endless string of questions that were at times STUPID, like "Oh, so you don't have consultation hours on Monday?" *long pause* "Oh... so... on Tuesday only? Why cannot have on Monday?" WTHHHH

I'm at the computer lab now cos there are too many kids in the library!!! And I witnessed how a dressed up girl became competitive when when she ran with their heels to an available computer, just so she can beat me to it. What the heck. I wanted to kick her but I can't run away fast enough :( *graarrrrggghh*



You know how I hate crowds. Now I'm in such a foul mood so I had to wring my hands with lavender hand lotion so I will calm down.


Okay now if you're reading this, what are you doing here, you're supposed to be at

oh-puhleez.blogspot.com


geez.

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Oh, this is the start of something good

"You want to hear a story or not? Actually ah.. it's similar to Snow White. There's also seven dwarves too!" gestured MaggiJunYao as he tried garnering attention from the circle.
ArtsyShingYi is seen rolling her eyes and giving this face =___=


Came back from celebrating HiyukiJustin's birthday. I haven't laughed so heartily in such a long time. You guys are the best "coolest". We should do this more often, but I'm sorta afraid that my sarcastic sense of humor will turn very lame. Haha!

Time to hit the sack. I don't wanna get glaucoma.

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Here comes the brideAll dressed in SHUT UP

Bah my neighbour. Annoying sial.

When I want to take a nap after a tiring day at the clinic, the mother is cutting her carpet grass with her hand held grass-cutter. When I want to study, the son is playing the Bridal March over and over and over again. Relentless I tell you. He still has a long way to go till his wedding, unless they do those child bride things.

I can imagine what went on in there:
Mother: Ah boy ah, go practice your piano okay!
Son: But I lazy la ah mahhh
Mother: FASTER GO OR I TAKE THIS GRASS CUTTER AND CUT OFF ALL YOUR HAIR!!
Son: *grumbles* I only know one song la maaaa dun like this la
Mother: NEHMIND GO AND PLAY!!!

Pfft. Thus begins the idiocy.

OH MY GOODNESS he just stopped playing. He only played ONE song for his piano practice. What is wrong with my neighbours!!!

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New model. Original parts.

I miss watching action blockbusters in the cinema. I really like gripping the edge of my seat, eyes wide open, and spouting out unnecessary commentary to the unfortunate person who happens to be watching the movie with me.

Vin Diesel. Nyummms.
I want a Vin Diesel.
I want him to drive me to uni.
I want him to bring me out to steal petrol.
I want him to buy me Corona.
I want him to read a bedtime story to me with his ultra sexy hoarse voice.


Oh yeah on the way to fetch Momo, driving on the Fed highway, I got caught in the jam. Cuz some smartypants decided that they wanted to be in the new installment of the Fast and Furious franchise. And I realised that once again, the jam was due to the Malaysian way of dealing with accidents.

Stop and staaaare... I think I'm movin but I go nowhereee

-____-" That song is seriously written for explaining Malaysian drivers.

Dude, it's just a busted up car. WHY ARE YOU TAKING PICTURES AND SLOWING DOWN TRAFFIC?!?!!?

Sheesh.

Do that again and I shall send my Vin Diesel to smash into you with his American muscle car. And get Paul Walker to walk... on... you. Hah.


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Every feeling that I getBut I haven't missed you yet

Gong Gong's 90th

Haha check out his angpao stash in his pocket yo!
Gramps hit 90 years of age on Thursday. I remembered when he hit 80, we had two cakes for him or something, and the cousins were still young so they were climbing all over the table.
Now most of us are keeping to ourselves and playing with our phones.
Have to remember that it's not only him who's getting older. T___T

When I went into Momo's room to put on my falsies, she commented, "Why are you wearing such a dark colour?! Wear something more stylish la!"

Bleh. And here I thought I should dress decent since it's a family thing. It's one of the few dresses that are at most 2 inches from my knees.



I got my poofy skirt today and lo and behold it's too short. Haih. I guess I can wear it at night or something, in dark places.



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I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn

"Oh my gosh, Malaysians don't know how to dress up," tut-tutted ArchiLoke as she glanced at a crowd of teenagers while riding down the escalator.
Yeah the girl has converted to Singaporeanism.



ArchiLoke came up to the Klang Valley and we spent yesterday together, eating, shopping, and Starbuckking (DimiGiggles are you jealous hohoho). It's kinda lame cos Mr Olympus's juice bottles (batteries in normal language) dried up so no outfit pictures. Her outfit was Chictopia material though :)

Speaking of Chictopia, we were talking about ripped/shredded tees and how much we wanted to make that happen. Went t-shirt hunting in Forever 21 but they cost RM79 and they look old. "I don't think it's worth cutting up a newly bought shirt," ArchiLoke ponders as I held up a feather print v-neck tee.

I already made the decision to cut up the F21 top I bought purposely for one of the Cheer competitions (dress code was pink) a week ago after repeatedly seeing many Chictopians ripping their tees (and having the end product look kinda awesome). But everytime I wanted to do it, it was already midnight and drunk my eyes half closed.

So after clinic hours today, I sat in my newly neat room (courtesy of Merry Maids) and did the Do-It-Yourself, cuz I'm hip like that fizzow chickawauwahhh

Bye bye sad normal looking thing.
It is my first (and only) F21 top from Malaysia.
If I'm not mistaken.

Halfway through the massacre.
I kinda started drawing guide lines with a crayon but realised that I drew them senget.
EPIC FAIL.

Snip snip snip and DONE woohoo

The trick is to cut from left to right, not right to left. (Works for righties I guess)
And to slightly pull the strip while cutting so it will come out straightish, but it wouldn't matter anyway.
Then you'll have to pull the fabric so it will ravel up into stringy thingies.

End product.
I realised I look like a hooker T___T
Maybe it was cuz it's sleeveless and I paired it with a micro mini.
So I guess I'll pair this with leggings when I head out.

Yaaaay ArchiLoke are you proud of me?


Ok I'm going out. YAAAY GLUG GLUG!!


EDIT: Okay bar-hopping should be limited to a weekly basis so that my tolerance can be maintained. Goodness gracious, two bottles and I'm swaying!!! My drinking mates would know that this is not very like me. Or not. What is my tolerance anyway. I should go walk the tipsiness off now. *slaps self hard*

I took like ages to type that cus I keep hitting the wrong keys :(


OH AND YES before I forget, Lokey I found harem pants, RM45. The Shoplifters. Super nice wei!!! I want black tenkiuuuu


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