this blog has been giving me so much trouble lately. i mean people are obviously unhappy about what's here. and hence, creating drama. tell me people. what is a blog.

have you think that at times, you feel like blogging what you hate about people but you cant? because your friends are doing the exact things you hate. or, sometimes, you feel like blogging how you feel but you cant? because some people thinks that bitching in a blog is oh-so wrong and thinking,"what the hell is wrong with this bitch. getting so emotional.". also, oftentimes, you blog about what's happening in your life. like where you go or what you do but you cant? because some think a blog shouldnt be this way. that's what i meant. it's fucking hard to please everyone.

perhaps i should delete this blog. i mean whats the point of having it when i cant blog anything i want to. i might just create a secret blog of my own. or maybe i'll write a diary. and about my life? i'll tell you when i want to.

to think that i even wanted to have a grand 100th posts celebration.

seriously, i dont know why you hate me so much. for all i know, i didnt even do anything wrong. and i think i did not. you just hate me because of him. which supposedly not even my business. but then here you are, dragging me into the picture and hates me like whatever. and you claimed about me being very sticky to girls. and you dislike it. like hello! there's absolutely nothing wrong about that. i can jolly well, french kiss a girl right now and there's no big deal about it. you probably think otherwise. well, it's just me i guess. if it wasnt me, none of those would happen. i wish you can just wake up and realise how stupid you are. a big knock on your head would help. a slap might be better. i dont even think i hate you now. and there might be this little part of me, telling me how much i missed you and those times we crapped with each other, saying how alike we are. but then you never rest. for all i know, you never stop hating me. and that, leads you in breaking her heart. hatred dont get you any better. cant you see. i think you're real childish. like what everyone says. guys mature slower than girls. which i hoped is scientifically proven. and for which, i totally agree. i have not much of an opinion of you eversince. oftentimes, we onlookers often think we know what's going on and give our two cents' worth. so, i wont give any of my views. well, i said my piece.

we feel bad. like you practically do the entire project. we want to help. but we really dont know what to or how to. shall blame myself for not studying. seeing you being so stress, hair's in a mess and doing the project with no request, made us feel so guilty. you're always sick. down with flu and all the illness you can think of. so fragile. like you can breakdown anytime. yet we cant do anything. helpless. now's really the time for fairy godmother. to grant us the wisdom to help our poor groupmate.

we wish you good health.

I'M SO EXCITED. i'm going to have doughnutS lunch tomorrow! yes. i mean doughnutS. with the capital S. that is going to cost me more gymming and swimming. but who cares.

OREO DOUGHNUTS!

i think munchy donuts's doughnuts are better than donut factory's doughnuts. they're smaller in size, cuter in flavours and tastier in all ways! i think i'm going insane. but most importantly, jon is finally booking out. after 2 weeks :)

and oh. whyn has this unique talent. which is, he can use his fats around his stomach to unbutton his pants' first button. cool eh.

it's hard to please everyone.

fucking hard.

we got some issues.

as you guys might know, i went to watch dim sum dollies at the esplanande theatre. the play was awesome. it's so every singaporean kind of show. i heard there are re-runs during feb. watch it if you have not seen it!

i looked so wide.

pam. if you're reading this, your wire gauze on your head or whatever you call it, poked my face :)

READ.

I do curse at times...but I will definitely not swear. i cant stand girls who utter vulgarities. (something along those lines)

quoted from someone's blog.

contradicting? indeed so. yackety-yak. apparently, you're saying you DO swear at times and you will NOT speak crude words too. annotate. it seems even more confounding than shakespears. at least my teachers could annotate the works of shakespears to me. but that? i can only seek for your explanations. for which i'll probably not. well, let me interpret it myself.

as what i understand or what it seems to mean, is that. girls who utter a single foul word are intolerant. why not try having someone swear at you 24/7 when you did nothing, discovering your best friend on bed with your boyfriend, people maligning you and start cursing you and your family, etc. TELL ME if you'll still go, "i just cannot stand girls who speak vulgarities. they're so crude."

hence, you mean girls cant swear. but guys can? i dont believe sex discrimination still exist. so, you mean girls ought to be demure. talk pretty with those cutesy high pitch voice. yucks. i believe we're equal. we can do whatever guys can do. maybe not on bed. but many other stuffs. i'm not saying we can live without man. cause i cant. yes. we do rely on them. but they do need us too isnt it. we're equally important. so, guys swear? we girls can too.

and also, what are blogs for. it supposed to allow one to rant. and i criticize over here so as i wouldnt bitch out those foul words. as what you said, bad impression. so tell me. which is better. you may say i can always rant in my own diary. however, cursing here, allows my feeling to known. and i dont have to explain to them. people might think i get emotional for nothing. get it.

before you start saying dont judge a book by it's cover, give it some thoughts.

and i'm telling you, i do not dislike you. before you start having another entry called girls just want to get back.

upon reading this, note that there isnt any vulgarites.

children can be the cutest thing on earth.

me placed a pot of plants under the sun.

baby: jie jie. why must you put the plants under the hot sun.
me: oh. plants need sunlight to grow tall.

next moment, baby went to stand under the sun.

aunty sherry: what are you doing darling?
baby: i'm standing under the hot sun.
aunty sherry: why?
baby: because i want to grow taller.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

cute little inquisitive fellow.

HAHAHAHAHA. my baby bro. damn cute. i kinda duped him into clipping his hair!

to this.

I'M PREGNANT.




yah right.

you deserve someone better than me.

i totally love compliements.

"not bad!"

"i feel like eating ps's share"

"it's niceeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

"sweet meh. i think nice lor."

"eh. i dont wanna give anyone. all for myself."

"not bad for the first time. practise more."

"wa. edwina knows how to b*** huh."

weeee.

and thank you zhenxiu a.k.a shuili's gf for the chocolate/jellybeans!!

i feel bad. real bad. i actually thought of forsaking this friendship because of him. that was really a silly intention. to think that i was once crazily in love with you. i drop that idea when i realised how much you love me and how much you would had done for me. i sat and reminisced the times that we once shared. i'm really missed the moments. they're filled with joy and laughters. although we do have tough times like many best friends, we got over it fast. real fast. you're really special to me and i hope you do know it.

come back. please.