HELLOS!!!

i am officially off the emoness.
cos basically my friends have made every single day of my life damn freaking fun:D
shalalalalala.

i shall:
.never ever resort into thinking of anything depressing!
.never pretend/acknowledge the grass on the other side is much greener
.never put myself down. its just depletes my energy
.never drop an egg on the floor ( i did that today!)

ok ok. rewind back. gotta remember what i did. hmmm...

oh ya yesterday winanto, natalie, ricia and i went for some competition at suntec.
it was about EARTH day. something like that.
we came with our tiny paintbrush- ornaments and old brushes.
but we kinda freaked out upon seeing every school, who participated in this too, had
prepared boards and blahblah , and they look stable and steady.
hahas heck care, we did out best by talking,
especially me but i was blabbering all sorts of craps which came out naturally from my mouth.

and apologies to winanto. he didnt have the opportunity to speak up.
so sorry!

and today....

*DRUMS ROLL, PEOPLE JUMPING*

HAPPY BIRTHDAY to....


NATALIE PHANG PHANG!

now that she is older, her duty is to take care of me and stephanie, who are on the go
of turning fifteen. we dont feel old and never will be!! muahahahah

=.=

anyways ..NATALIE!


i hope you like my present:D *winks*
and it would stay comfy! FOREVER!

a friend is like a bra, which makes u feel comfy all the time~

hahaha!



ok i flunged my a maths test. HOO-RAHHH.
gotta practise more man..go huishi go!
and steph and i made the same mistake:D:D:D
sitting partners mah...what to do??
sit together, make mistakes together, laugh together, hate (a person) together.
hohoho.


about the egg incident..
ya today i dropped an egg. on the floor.
and i was frantically calling for help, inside my head.
but i stayed cool in front of my mum.
my sis saw the mess and helped distract my mu while i cleared it up.
i was literally smelling the floor to detect if there was any smell of eggs!
used the cloth, tissue, mop. anything to rid the smell.
mum thought i spill the egg on the stove,
and i nodded. and she believed me!

im such a good liar:D

and for those who i despise:
there are SUCKERS out there in this world who cant suck anymore
COS they are too damn sucky:D still got the cheek to accuse huh...

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and i wish mdm rafilah good health.
i hope she gets better soon.


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bah bah .
im so bored. i have camwhored alot to pass time,
did my a maths. my handwriting was so so immaculate at first,
and then became very untidy cos some of questions are wrecked
my ability to write properly.

ok i have nothing to write.
my head is empty. check it out, it is hollow.

dong...im so mundanely lame.

and sorry weiting for the patapon music which blasted him right out from his seat tothe gorund and blown away into the sky...

kidding here

**

went for the self-esteem workshop last tuesday.
it was really cool seeing candice again,
she looks more cute in her shorter bob-hairstyle.

anyways she showed us some video clips
which was amazing. and very saddening.
especially the part where we saw a video on a girl whose face got melted and burnt.
she is the utmost beauty in the world, she faced all her fears and handled it well.
and forgave the culprit for what he has done.
sometimes it takes alot to forgive one person for her/his doing.
but she did it effortlessly, which is pretty cool to me.

and i teared when i saw the clip on mother theresa.
i couldnt hold it back anymore so it just fell out.
*you may think that what you have contributed to the world is just a drop of water into the sea, but the sea would be missing a drop without you

i dunno if that is correct, but the main point is stated lah.

today is my grandma's birthday.(sort of)
happy birthday!(i know she cant even see this..)
anyways today had sore eyes, totally was in a daze.
forgot to thank people. blah blah.
wasnt myself basically. felt like i was floating.. weee...
ok cut the crap and get to the point yah?

timothy was cute today. tried to play the car games with marc's psp,
and sadly,his tiny fingers are not long enough to press the buttons.
and he likes blue cars ALOT. really alot
not to mention, he cried buckets cos marc was going home.
his eyes were watering non-stop, his breathing pace was kinda irregular.
but it was a cute scene. lols. i sound so mean.
fancy laughing at a small boy who is crying. HA~HA~

fixed my spectacles. the nosepad(?) plastic stuff ...the one which supports the nose lah.
that thing came off. wampoom.

and today is crappy. at first my phone went stupid.
so i decided to reset the settings. and this process would not delete anything in my phone.
just what happened?

600+ of my photos have disappeared!
and all the nice ones were 'deleted' automatically. applaud for the idiocy of the phone.
i was so pissed i could rip the whole phone with my teeth.
What Hurts The Most


I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house
That don't bother me
I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out
I'm not afraid to cry every once in a while
Even though going on with you gone still upsets me
There are days every now and again I pretend I'm ok
But that's not what gets me

What hurts the most
Was being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was tryin' to do

It's hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go
But I'm doin' It
It's hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I'm alone
Still Harder
Getting up, getting dressed, livin' with this regret
But I know if I could do it over
I would trade give away all the words that I saved in my heart
That I left unspoken

What hurts the most
Is being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do

What hurts the most
Is being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do

Not seeing that loving you
That's what I was trying to do
Ooohhh....




initially i wanted to post some stuff.
but decided to backspaced it. and somehow edit it to look nicer,
and presentable. you can skip it if you already presuming that im such a darn faker,
and just trying to capture the attentions of others.

and if you already thinking beyond that, im sorry dude,



and i dont mean anything. really.
maybe im not sensitive enough.
anyways you find your story soon.
when everything goes your way.

this does not refer to anybody:
i know you want me to die so much. you are wishing for it.
for all you know something might happen.
im tired of dealing with abrupt emotions that comes and go.
happy, sad, happy , sad, angry, happy, angry.
can i ask? is it a crime to look like you cry alot as if like a crybaby,
but the actual fact was that it was a method to vent and clear the sorrow accumulating
in the 'ill-stricken' heart?
seriously, i dont know who im really am.



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ok from here, the fonts might go haywire again.
gahs this is so irritating.

okays i also have no topics to say.
so sorry yah, this post might be a tad too boring.

pictures will posted some other day, a day when i can actually recall.. kinda lazy now.

cloud is a hottie!!! arhhh !!!!
(btw, in case you dunno, he is from the sho final fantasy VII: advent children)

nobody can pull of that style of his (this sentence sounds weird...))
* flys around in the room, you know like when you let go an inflated balloon*

cloud is so handsome. *dreams of him*

*snap back into reality*

okays. im trying to clear the drool .

the habit of biting my nails has come back after after 9 years .
now i love biting them, which is totally unhygenic.
but it kinda challenging when u have to peel it slowly
so that the nail wont be torn off and the blood would flow out..and..and.
aiya im getting lame. at the same time boring your socks off.

my current blog;s song is 'sweetest girl' .
i absolutely loved this song.
(i was dancing in the shower when the radio played this song! )

and yes stephanie, mr lee is very blur.
stilt = concrete blah blah... yes yes mr lee we all know you are on a growing-old phase.
lols actually kinda agree with steph. he is kinda fun to be with, not to mention entertaining.
and he even praised me on my drawings! and said i could work for DISNEY.
oh the sweet glory! ( i sound as if im actually working for disney, which is possibly untrue)

but it were to be true, i would first ask zany to come with me to see peter pan.
okays i was super random about that sentence, but i suddenly thought of her.
she better be honoured to see this . muhahahhahahaha.

i yearn for many things this month.
i want to get good grades for MYE,
i want a good report from every teacher,
i want to go to bangkok ( clearly for shopping purposes and massaging service:D),
i want to buy a damn huge lollipop and share with my itsy-bitsy- best pals:D,
i want to have a nanyang gathering (only with my good friends),
i want to sing better and have the most melodic voice (=.=),
i want my hair to grow out as fast as the wind( okay maybe not that fast),
i want to go on a train ride on my own ( i know, im weird),
i want to go fly a real big kite,

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i want to fly a real big kite... at times like this i wish my brain was a toilet bowl,
so as to flush down my pathetic memories.
going back to memory lane...
oh shoot.... stay focus man.

oh i havent buy nat's present!
i dunno what to buy for her man...
i want to buy something that is eccentric yet creative.
people, give me some advice! what should i buy?
the idea of giving her a shopping trip actually came up..
but i decided to put that aside:D nat must be sad seeing this. lols.

im such a wet blankie.

oh speaking of april fool , i got smacked on the forehead by winanto korkor few times.
april fool was not april-fool-ish(another one of huishi's nonsensical english. please, i repeat, do not learn).
wanted someone to play a decent prank on me, like pulling my bra strap .
ok im just kidding, pulling bra strap are strictly prohibited. lols.

i have learnt many things from my sitting partner during chinese:BRA.
i have learnt that MOST GUYS like girls who have all or some of the following criteria:
.healthy tan skin *unlike mine which is like burnt skin
.smooth skin ( when i asked bra this, he gave me this 'duh' look)
.be sporty
.have straight hair but not those super straight kind
.have long hair ( many boys have commented about my hair, saying that long hair was nicer on me)
.have dimples
. smile genuinely and laugh naturally(not those gu niang kind, where the girl use her hand and delicately covers her mouth.)
.wear slippers ( bra's liking, may not be applicable to all guys)
.have the fringe flying everywhere ( im just exaggerating, cos personally, i like girls to tie up their fringe, with some styling though)
.strong in the heart, in other words, CONFIDENCE
.ability to make funny jokes or have good interpersonal skills
.to have a slim figure (this is not confirmed, my assumption:D)
. do not scream for heck no reason
. no acting cute!
.no acting tough, pretending to be like the hulk.

there , the list of things guys expect from girls.
it might be useful for some girls i know, especially the last three.
you know, people you should know, you must know what im referring to!
HAHAHAHAHAHA!

im addicted to the song 'year 3000' by jonas brothers.
thanks to nat! lols.
i kept singing and singing, and most of the time it went out of tune or i sang the wrong verse.
some day my sister might just use her book to throw it in my face, and tell me
to shut up before her ears slowly decompose. :D

yucks im so disgusting.goodness gracious me.
i have the urge to watch 'bewitched' :D whoosh!

and my legs are itchy. i feel like a monkey cos im trying to scratch my itchiness away while typing this post , and my sitting posture is like those kind of posture you get from those ah peks you see from coffeeshops. :(
mymymy, i have to learn to be more ladylike, as my mum would always say.
she said im super untidy for a girl. once she wondered if i was of the right gender.
haha. mummy, im purely female. no in-betweens or dunnowhatyoucallit.

motto of the day : i live in my underwear :D
inside joke between me, nat and winanto>.<

the idiom goes : 'everything happens for a reason'
but nobody has explained why does it happen?
is it so as to test the devil in the heart?
or it is just fate im going through the same thing over and over again?
my faith withers away as time passes.
and im oblivious to it, r am i not?
god, save my soul.
everything always seems perfectly fine
until something happens and the cycle repeats
and then it stops. this is so unpredictable
and it is wearing me out , flat.




and im fine. just babbling about random stuff

i inferred that im super random.
here goes another random phrase:

a good man never makes a girl cry?
so does that mean a bad man makes a girl cry?

when you are happy , you see two pair of footprints on the sand.
when you are upset, you only see one pair on the sand.
you want to know why?
god walks with you whenever you are happy,
so as to spend the happiness with you,
that is why you see two pairs of foot prints

but when sorrow and sadness invades the fragile soul,
you only see one pair on the sand
because god is holding and lifting you up ,
and he is embracing your problems so as to make it go away.
that is why you see one pair of foot prints.

now you know why.

when my mum told me that, my heart felt like it has broken out
from the ice, absorbing every warmth it could find to melt the cold prickling ice.
not that my heart is frozen or in terms of literature, being depressed,
just a feeling i can only describe through this words.
my vocabulary is not very wide.

im so happy my eyebags have shrunk. and my dark rings have vanish. whoosh!

gtg peeps. stay tune for huishi's randomness.
thats if anybody is reading.
so please peeps, tag my board! be a kind soul and do a good deed.
you will be rewarded by me:D

maybe only...
(sorry about the font size, tried to change but failed :x)