national is just another gloomy day.



hah.
the only thing that's nice is the marching contigent's uniform.
the navy one especially.


i have fetish for navy uniform.
HA


ex-ncc(sea) peeps, (if there's any around).
donate ur uniform to me.





the whole damn day im so angry with my brother.
i was napping and for an instance i thought the fire over there in sumatra got so bad that the haze problem is back in spore.
or maybe the volcano over there in Indonesia erupted or what.

so i did nothing the whole day because he's home the whole day and i guess he finish one whole packet of cigarettes. it's really one after another.
thought of going somewhere nice to mug, but come to think of it, it's national day.
the whole singapore will be out doing some shit (except for that brother of mine)



im going to get my ass out of here to watch the fireworks.
envy those lucky chaps who live in high building or some super good location where they can watch the fireworks at home. poor soul like me who live in third storey can only watch the fireworks at home.
unlike the others. when i look outside the window, all i can see is my neighbour's bamboo stick that's filled with bra-S and pantieS.


the air feels so still now and my heart is beating so fast.
so weird.
i'm, not turned on by those bras and panties neither am i excited about anything. but my heart just go bumpbump,BUMP BUMP BUMP


and so, the march pass just ended and i assume theF-16 is going to fly acorss the stadium, shaking everyone's seat. or has it flew past already but i didnt get to see it?


let's see if j-ry won the bet.
betting on which hand nathan president SR Nathan will use to wave to the public.

talking bout this, on my way home this morning, i'm laughing like a sumperlong to myself. all because of their mole-joke. and what happened to mr east-side's cousin or something. HAHAHA.

been a long time since i'm in amk at that time. hah.
all the morning-amk-sessions,
been gone for a long time.
actually amk feels alittle like chong pang.
with all the birds going chirpchirp, CHIPCHIPCHIP.
luckily no bird shit land on my head

oh ya, the national anthem just finished playing and i saw those planes flying past.
suddenly i feel my heart sank. (maybe there's too much fats inside)


sorry for the emo entry.



national stadium always mean something to me.
just find it very nice.
so next time if anyone who's reading this entry happens to be my bf next time,
please hold my hand either at esplanade or national stadium.


all along i feel that a relationship that started out without saying anything,
just the guy holding the girl's hand while they're walking is super sweet.
but after hold the girl's hand, have to officially ask her after that also, maybe through sms or face-to-face. if not so kuku-ish. like no name no status. but anyway, it's so malu-malu-sweet right.

(up till this point of time, president nathan just used his RIGHT HAND to wave to the public)

okay, back to my day-dreaming story.
to say the truth, i think i'm the kind who wants the kind of taiwan-series kind of r/s.
those very typical kind of teenage love story.
make some ai xin bian dang for bf, bake some cookies, do some touching things (not touchy, haha) etc etc.
but yah, i understand that in reality, it's almost impossible for this kind of thing to happen on me.
I DONT EVEN HAVE A BF NOW! )': HOW TO BAKE BROWNIE FOR HIM.
(but im not desperate lah! hahah the best thing come when you least expected it)



sometimes quite sian one



because im not the kind of rou luo kind of girls whom guys will try hard to protect.
it's either i protect myself or worse still, i protect them
in short, i think im a female trapped in a male's body. sometimes i really too man-ly. HAHAHA.
i like soccer, i like cars, i like to dismental computers, i like to see how M and co meddle with their car engines, i didnt really feel shy in my life. haha, but i swear i dont get turned on when i look at females.

i didnt notice females like what my fellow friends did. HAHAHA

the only time i feel femaine is when my menses is here to visit me and i either have serious mense cramp or breast swells.
HAHAHA
or maybe i feel like a nu ren during the times i cried over someone or something.




but whatever lah
nan ren nu ren as long as it's a ren can already.


and fuck!
that alex teng e zhou keep nudging me on msn.
he's going to get it from me.



HAHAHA
there goes my nan ren-side again.
me and my fuck-s.
i'm not going to say this words after today.





I WANT TO BE A SHU NU!




then i can be at least a fish that floats on the surface of the water instead of a seabed fish.
HAHAHAHA
can go find my hai-niao



oklah.


you all wont understand what im talking about.



but still,
seabed fish finds herself thinking of stone fish.
aiyo!

what stonefish?!

KOU DE!





hahahahha!



sorry for the emo cum siao cum wu liao entry





today's just not my day


someone please call me and help me kill time!





-You can't break my spirit - it's my dreams you take.
as you move on, remember me, remember us, and how we used to be.

national is just another gloomy day.



hah.
the only thing that's nice is the marching contigent's uniform.
the navy one especially.


i have fetish for navy uniform.
HA


ex-ncc(sea) peeps, (if there's any around).
donate ur uniform to me.





the whole damn day im so angry with my brother.
i was napping and for an instance i thought the fire over there in sumatra got so bad that the haze problem is back in spore.
or maybe the volcano over there in Indonesia erupted or what.

so i did nothing the whole day because he's home the whole day and i guess he finish one whole packet of cigarettes. it's really one after another.
thought of going somewhere nice to mug, but come to think of it, it's national day.
the whole singapore will be out doing some shit (except for that brother of mine)



im going to get my ass out of here to watch the fireworks.
envy those lucky chaps who live in high building or some super good location where they can watch the fireworks at home. poor soul like me who live in third storey can only watch the fireworks at home.
unlike the others. when i look outside the window, all i can see is my neighbour's bamboo stick that's filled with bra-S and pantieS.


the air feels so still now and my heart is beating so fast.
so weird.
i'm, not turned on by those bras and panties neither am i excited about anything. but my heart just go bumpbump,BUMP BUMP BUMP


and so, the march pass just ended and i assume theF-16 is going to fly acorss the stadium, shaking everyone's seat. or has it flew past already but i didnt get to see it?


let's see if j-ry won the bet.
betting on which hand nathan president SR Nathan will use to wave to the public.

talking bout this, on my way home this morning, i'm laughing like a sumperlong to myself. all because of their mole-joke. and what happened to mr east-side's cousin or something. HAHAHA.

been a long time since i'm in amk at that time. hah.
all the morning-amk-sessions,
been gone for a long time.
actually amk feels alittle like chong pang.
with all the birds going chirpchirp, CHIPCHIPCHIP.
luckily no bird shit land on my head

oh ya, the national anthem just finished playing and i saw those planes flying past.
suddenly i feel my heart sank. (maybe there's too much fats inside)


sorry for the emo entry.



national stadium always mean something to me.
just find it very nice.
so next time if anyone who's reading this entry happens to be my bf next time,
please hold my hand either at esplanade or national stadium.


all along i feel that a relationship that started out without saying anything,
just the guy holding the girl's hand while they're walking is super sweet.
but after hold the girl's hand, have to officially ask her after that also, maybe through sms or face-to-face. if not so kuku-ish. like no name no status. but anyway, it's so malu-malu-sweet right.

(up till this point of time, president nathan just used his RIGHT HAND to wave to the public)

okay, back to my day-dreaming story.
to say the truth, i think i'm the kind who wants the kind of taiwan-series kind of r/s.
those very typical kind of teenage love story.
make some ai xin bian dang for bf, bake some cookies, do some touching things (not touchy, haha) etc etc.
but yah, i understand that in reality, it's almost impossible for this kind of thing to happen on me.
I DONT EVEN HAVE A BF NOW! )': HOW TO BAKE BROWNIE FOR HIM.
(but im not desperate lah! hahah the best thing come when you least expected it)



sometimes quite sian one



because im not the kind of rou luo kind of girls whom guys will try hard to protect.
it's either i protect myself or worse still, i protect them
in short, i think im a female trapped in a male's body. sometimes i really too man-ly. HAHAHA.
i like soccer, i like cars, i like to dismental computers, i like to see how M and co meddle with their car engines, i didnt really feel shy in my life. haha, but i swear i dont get turned on when i look at females.

i didnt notice females like what my fellow friends did. HAHAHA

the only time i feel femaine is when my menses is here to visit me and i either have serious mense cramp or breast swells.
HAHAHA
or maybe i feel like a nu ren during the times i cried over someone or something.




but whatever lah
nan ren nu ren as long as it's a ren can already.


and fuck!
that alex teng e zhou keep nudging me on msn.
he's going to get it from me.



HAHAHA
there goes my nan ren-side again.
me and my fuck-s.
i'm not going to say this words after today.





I WANT TO BE A SHU NU!




then i can be at least a fish that floats on the surface of the water instead of a seabed fish.
HAHAHAHA
can go find my hai-niao



oklah.


you all wont understand what im talking about.



but still,
seabed fish finds herself thinking of stone fish.
aiyo!

what stonefish?!

KOU DE!





hahahahha!



sorry for the emo cum siao cum wu liao entry





today's just not my day


someone please call me and help me kill time!





-You can't break my spirit - it's my dreams you take.
as you move on, remember me, remember us, and how we used to be.