tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90677172011-04-22T08:39:49.618+08:00weishengnoreply@blogger.comBlogger1791100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1137801643786897272006-01-21T07:51:00.000+08:002006-01-21T08:10:57.316+08:00

So I don't hate him. And really glad I made that phone call because we usually don't ever find our flaws until someone is brave enough to point them out. We don't erase the flaws from our minds... Its just that... We've grown so used to it that we kinda forget they're there.I never noticed myself doing that fake thing online. I don't know, maybe fake isn't the right word. Or maybe it is. Whatever

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1134274852829074452005-12-11T12:15:00.000+08:002005-12-11T12:20:52.860+08:00

I suddenly remembered about the time around your 'O's last year. When it was our first month together. Maybe you've forgotten, and I have too. But its a good memory, one that came back just a few days ago...Darryl: Do you think Wei Sheng will try his best to spend today with you even if its his o levels?Me: No lah. Not that I'm skeptical or anything, but I don't think so.Darryl: Will you believe

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1133054988082205802005-11-27T09:26:00.000+08:002005-11-27T09:29:48.100+08:00

XD I think dearie had alot of fun at the airport yesterday trying to convince me to try the trolleys. He wanted to race around pushing that thing, and I said, "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO." And when I did, I always tried to hop off... Its a rabbit thing. My rabbits do that kinda thing too. Like they say, like pet like owner. I take after my pets or vice-versa. If I wasn't so scared maybe dearie would

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1132906361548504692005-11-25T16:06:00.000+08:002005-11-25T16:16:58.496+08:00

I'm hooked on a PC game I bought when I was 7. I NEVER finished it because I was too thick to notice the details... Now however, the game feels pretty breezy. I'm stuck a little now, but I think its cos I'm really tired to play the game properly. Solved quite alot of the puzzles already. I'm almost finished with the mystery! =) 8 more tapes to go and a bit more puzzles and I'll finish a game I

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1132192642156039952005-11-17T09:50:00.000+08:002005-11-17T09:57:22.170+08:00

Talk about all the wrong predictions... Right parts are bolded, parts that don't make sense... its in italics.It's all about change, and lots of it. It could happen to your checking account first, and you're probably going to be prepared for it. If you're not, don't panic. Overreacting won't help the situation at all.How cute. Yes. Change today, but I don't think I'll check my bank account leh. =

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1132025461822004902005-11-15T11:27:00.000+08:002005-11-15T11:31:01.846+08:00

Carrie here is freaking pissed with Blogspot for censoring everything longer than 200 words on her blog. (I haven't counted but its up to three short paragraphs approximately.)She has therefore lost hope in ever blogging anything close to slight intellect on elevenkids. She cannot even blog her feelings and observations of life. Anything more complex than "I ate chips and watched TT today." is

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1131880498304132432005-11-13T19:06:00.000+08:002005-11-13T19:14:58.306+08:00

Yes. I'm all nicely getting ready for the long ardous school-less period of my life. My dad is already nagging at me about getting a job and making sure I don't waste my time at home doing nothing, lazing around. But I don't get it leh. Of course I will get a job lah! He thinks I'm very lazy. And I'm so disappointed he thinks I'd rather stay home than get a job and contribute financially to my

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1131626199869282702005-11-10T20:37:00.000+08:002005-11-10T20:36:39.883+08:00

Heh heh heh. I just felt like blogging for no good reason. =) Actually, I have a good reason. I'm almost half done with my O'level papers! More than half done really! Theres maths paper 2 tomorrow, literature paper 1 (KOTC!), literature paper 2 (twelfth night!), and then and then... =DDD GEOG, I looove geog... Followed by last paper - Physics/Chem Paper 1. =D WOOO. I can't wait to face off with

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1131543008843676702005-11-09T21:32:00.000+08:002005-11-13T19:06:26.993+08:00

I have this weird pounding at the right side of my head! I forgot my calculator! I was supposed to take Science-Physics and I forgot my calculator! And I never even expected that I forgot it! =XHad to rush down to the teacher's lounge and beg Ms Tang for a calculator. Managed to borrow one, but had this pounding headache at the right side of my head since. I managed to concentrate, but sheesh,

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1131023629316630752005-11-04T13:15:00.000+08:002005-11-03T21:15:28.163+08:00

I thought WANG ZI BIAN QING WA was another overenthusiastic Taiwanese show, with little plot and too much sound effects. And I thought that WANG ZI BIAN QING WA (PRINCE WHO TURNED INTO A FROG... Very lame right the title?) main actor looked too metrosexual- almost gay.And yes. I was PREJUDICED!But I was wrong... ITs a nice show. NICE SHOW. =)And its so touching... The lead actress is VERY cute. =

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1130913966679329752005-11-03T06:41:00.000+08:002005-11-02T14:47:23.323+08:00

I'm in such a good mood... I finished emaths paper 1... And I revised Social Studies and in awhile I'll go stab my bio (which I NOW HATE) book with a pen. =S I HATE BIO. BUT I MUST LOVE IT. LOOOOVVVEEE IT until after o levels!! I HAVE NEVER HATED STUDYING TILL THE RECENT O LEVEL PREPARATION. I USED TO LOVE STUDYING FOR EXAMS. WHAT THE HECK??Anyway. I'm in a good mood. My engines were a bit rusty

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1130913568859214262005-11-02T12:36:00.000+08:002005-11-02T14:39:28.873+08:00

Have I yet mentioned?Yes. Wei Sheng won the noodle slurping competition.I am NOT defending myself when I say that I don't usually eat fishball noodles and the noodles and soup were stinky. =P But yes. They were. And thats what I HATE about certain fishball noodles. AND THERE WAS NO LARD!!! HOW CAN!?So yeah. I admit defeat. But I bet you I can STILL eat a plate of anything else faster that you lah

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1130419185562490342005-10-28T12:16:00.000+08:002005-10-27T21:40:57.336+08:00

I'm still reeling with dizziness! And its been hours since I swung on that swing at Pasir Ris Connector Park. Oh my gawd! o_OIts kinda like a headache. Like motion sickness. Yeah. Its been SO long since I've had motion sickness...But I couldn't resist! The temptation of swinging!!! Yes yes, deprived childhood lah! Hemma said, "Lets go play the swing." And how could I resist the swing? (And of

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1130384811679755922005-10-28T02:48:00.000+08:002005-10-27T11:46:51.693+08:00

Its pretty stupid of me to say, "Lets go MAC and study tomorrow."Of ALL the freaking places on earth, I HAD to say MAC. Why? Because its convenient. They won't chase you out, unlike the library, and even if you did the para para with your pencils, no one will shush you and ask you to go away...So I messaged Hemma and told her we'd meet at 1pm today (I'm prolly gonna be late!) at Pasir Ris

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1129455246375424802005-10-27T02:17:00.000+08:002005-10-27T21:10:41.350+08:00

AIM!!! TARGET SETTING! Man... I'm killing myself with expectations!L1R5 = 12English - A2Literature - A1E-maths - B3Combined Humanities - B3Combined Science - A1Chinese - A2 (already achieved!!! YAYNESS!)Biology - B4Covered Chapters of Sc-Chemistry- Experimental Design, Methods of Purification And Analysis- Identification of Ions and Gases- Kinetic Particle Theory- Atomic Structure- Structure and

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1130167995967298962005-10-25T14:29:00.000+08:002005-10-24T23:33:16.006+08:00

I see, I am attracted, I walk over, I admire, I swoon, I touch, I continue to drool till now.So gorgeous...Its amazing how when something catches my eye... I keep thinking about it. It can't stay out of my mind... Okay, yes it can... But I can't help but blog about how GORGEOUS it is! I can't even come close to describing its smoothness and beauty! Oh my goodness, I'm freaking insane over a

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1129952892432819132005-10-23T02:43:00.000+08:002005-10-22T11:48:12.443+08:00

Poor dearie got his face cut...It'll be awright anyway, but its a little itty bit worrying, kinda nagging type of worrying feeling, you get what I mean?And my sis plays maple like an addict hooked on pot... =X I'm utterly amazed her eyeballs haven't popped out by now! And she uses this little flickering screen for like 491829481284309384 hours? I'm jealous! I use it for a little while and I'm

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1129633681998548992005-10-19T10:04:00.000+08:002005-10-18T19:08:02.000+08:00

You know how they say TERRIBLE TWOS?Its entirely true.It IS entirely true. It is THE tumultous time.I went to read a couple of my "ex-juniors" (I not fit to be their senior lahhh! Lol.) blogs and I realize one thing... Once they HIT TERRIBLE TWOS... Haha. They are like gutsy with this fire inside that won't cool it at all. They have this thing about cussing too which is pretty interesting since..

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1129632662192376352005-10-19T09:47:00.000+08:002005-10-18T18:51:02.200+08:00

Good question. A familiar question though. I seem to have a bout of dejavu... I HAVE done this question before. In that really expensive not-really-motivational Adam Khoo Course. (Don't shoot me AK fans! Everyone is entitled to an opinion and experience!) Where will I be 5 years from now. Very good question. VERY VERY good question. I'm kinda lost. Lets see... I'll be what? 21? WOO! Nice number.

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1129516058827148032005-10-18T01:24:00.000+08:002005-10-17T10:27:38.836+08:00

I like watching those Taiwanese Hokkien shows on channel U and channel 8. So entertaining... Its like same storyline no matter what show it is, but its still so interesting and unique. =DI never get enough of the crazy mother-in-laws and the nice ones... I never get enough of the tame daughter-in-law who gets thrown out of the house because the unfaithful husband happens to get a lioness of a

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1129423034236650012005-10-16T23:34:00.000+08:002005-10-16T17:39:05.843+08:00

Don't watch APRIL SNOW and don't say you've never seen this warning.Its absolutely the WORST Korean Movie ever to walk Asian cinema! =X Its like probably selling to the aunties who like Bae Yong Joon (and who cannot NOT laugh when he has sex with the female lead because they're like too used to his sweet metrosexual little boy characters on TV) because he's the auntiieeekiiillleeerr or something.

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1129127140458648602005-10-13T13:26:00.000+08:002005-10-12T22:40:06.210+08:00

It was like P.E all over again!Iris Goh, Iris Lee, XY, Peipei and I went to play 'netball' (actually shoot the ball in the hoop only lah) after we got darn bored with doing Biology. It was like what 8pm? And we just dug around for a ball... (We found a volleyball by the way) and we dragged out the netball pole.... (WHEEL THEM WHEEL THEM WHEEL THEM ALL OUT...) and we were all set.Had a heck of a

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1129036285507969022005-10-12T13:05:00.000+08:002005-10-11T22:12:12.586+08:00

Whats wrong with NOT taking the taxi to prom? Got problem meh? TY stared at me like I was totally mad. Its just a trip to Orchard in a black dress and pretty wedges and minimal make up! Whats wrong? I'm using lippie what??? Not like I'm decked out in the most wayang kind of make up right?I'm not insane... =X NOT NOT...I've been waiting for someone, ANYONE, to tell me the MRT is fine... And

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1129038726321460442005-10-11T12:43:00.000+08:002005-10-11T21:52:06.323+08:00

I'm doing sit ups to keep healthy... I don't know... I'm not running. I'm just too lazy... Sit Ups is the only thing I enjoy doing, enjoy pushing my body to do. I started on Sunday with 50 situps. Today I did 50 situps. By Thursday... I'd try up to 70 situps... For now... Warm ups.I want to play TENNIS. But I can't! Because I don't know where to play Tennis anyway! I like playing Tennis, though

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1128820564348009562005-10-09T12:14:00.000+08:002005-10-09T09:57:17.833+08:00

Its like I'm trying to do archiving and blogspot keeps telling me the blog doesn't exist....! IT DOES EXIST! HERE I AM!!!GAH!And I really wonder whats going on... I've got like so much to update and copy and paste from campusmoblog and blogspot doesn't want to accept any updates... WHY?GRR!This is so frustrating... And just as I started missing blogging at blogspot too... Why do this is

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1129024652939016152005-10-08T06:53:00.000+08:002005-10-11T17:57:32.940+08:00

I don't have life skills at all. *mumble mumble groan groan grumble grumble*Grr! I can't put on make up for peanuts... I tried experimenting today (because XY told me I'd look like a ghost if I don't put some on for prom and I need to try it out before prom...) and I looked like a ghost anyway. Ghastly!I really suck at it... I can't control the little tiny brush properly without smudging

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1128822310801895842005-10-05T09:56:00.000+08:002005-10-09T09:45:19.453+08:00

I think Tuesdays are the only days I feel like I'm bursting with energy even though I slept at like midnight on Monday.I'm all grumpy and whiny on Monday... Especially after the useless Social Studies night study. I ended up copying everything because Geog ended late and I didn't get enough time to look through the notes and memorize the notes for the "topic of the day". I didn't really eat

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1128822782092082952005-09-30T11:49:00.000+08:002005-10-09T09:53:10.250+08:00

I got a mini packet of M&Ms from Mrs Lin. So did everyone else in class... That was really touching... That she got us all chocs just to give us a bit of joy and everything for Children's Day. I've never seen a teacher so intent on making her students feel less stressed... :) Felt really happy and pumped to do my emaths and I did a few papers... I did this year's Junyuan Prelim paper for emaths

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1128822587537548732005-09-17T12:53:00.000+08:002005-10-09T09:49:54.616+08:00

My Creative (NOTE THE BRAND!) player is malfunctioning. And less than 6 months after I bought it too. I don't have the receipt so... I don't know if I can get the warranty change or repair service. Its a really silly rule in my opinion. What the heck. I registered for the warranty like when I bought it so whats with the proof of purchase!? Shucks. And I have to make my way all the way to JURONG

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1128822676146528692005-09-16T13:02:00.000+08:002005-10-09T09:51:24.746+08:00

Intensive mugging begins like on Monday... Actually more likely weekend cause I needa check out some maths stuff and make sure I've got loads of questions ready on Monday!Insanity... I'm actually playing MAPLESEA... My goodness. Lol.One very funny thing about Maple is that there are more guys than girls. :X Haha... And when there are more guys... Alot of them are... rather... haha.I think I'm one

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1126458998339877582005-09-12T00:51:00.000+08:002005-09-12T01:16:38.520+08:00

what is weisheng doing 53 minutes after midnight, supposedly planning to do his gp but end up trying to blog instead? i am so going to try to finish gp homework tomorrow. these few days have been hectic, sleeping only 8 hours a day kills me. i need more sleep. swimming, cycling, watching gigs, gigs, sleeping, its like my body is trying to reform itself. and here i am blogging.let me try answering

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1128822870451530702005-09-11T09:01:00.000+08:002005-10-09T09:54:30.453+08:00

I have a BIG WEAKNESS. And that big weakness is that I don't know what my weakness is exactly. Thats a bit of a paradox, but hey, I'm a girl! I'm supposed to be a question mark.I quarrelled with dearie over some Taiwanese 'reality programme' hosted by Xiao Zhu and Hei Ren... He said it was despicable for them to air the PI process of hunting down the unfaithful boyfriend. I thought that the man

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1126407045130374502005-09-09T06:32:00.000+08:002005-09-11T10:50:45.130+08:00

My dad got a 10MB internet connection. I don't know what that means technically, but I know in layman's terms... ITS FASTER THAN NORMAL! Yay!I'm going out to jalan jalan with dearie first... So... Haha. BLOG WHEN I COME HOME!Later!Lots of Love,carrie

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1125930476263552732005-09-06T13:24:00.000+08:002005-09-05T22:29:48.790+08:00

I think ICE CREAM is the best thing ever to have been invented. So screamy creamy delicious... So cold and comforting... Oh my goodness... BLISS!I'm having my MAGNUM milk chocolate smothered with nuts! :D Woo hoo... Yum yum...I only wish I could have shared it with dearie. :X But I still have one stick! So I'll keep it until I can share with him.Heh. Now, just resist temptation to eat it up

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1125910181255250992005-09-06T07:45:00.000+08:002005-09-05T16:49:41.263+08:00

I had twelve hours of good sleep! But I missed my Literature class because of that! Man... Hanging out with Jill yesterday was great! :) We always have so much to talk about... And I was so tired yesterday! I really like talking to Jill... Haha. So weird that we click so well!Dearie got me cute gifts! Nice dangly earrings, bracelet and a very sweet anklet... But I lost my anklet yesterday! :C I'm

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1125729576204178402005-09-04T05:32:00.000+08:002005-09-03T14:39:36.210+08:00

Its our eleventh month. A lucky lucky month! Heh. At least for us... Buwahaha. We settled our problems at least for now... And I'm really impressed at how well Dearie handled my emotional outburst yesterday... :) I love my dearie!I took a jealousy test because I know I'm a jealous freak... and I got... 41.27%! I knew I was a jealous freakk! The sypnopsis is as follows:You are not a jealous person

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1125669869115569402005-09-03T13:03:00.000+08:002005-09-02T22:12:05.726+08:00

If you're disappointed. I am too. In fact... Very disappointed.We don't have to agree... But you don't have to make me seem like a baby when I don't see eye to eye.Its been weighing on me so long. Sometimes I wish I never brought it up. Why jeopardize our relationship over a stupid fear. I shouldn't have ever said anything. Because some truths are better left inside.You're dissapointed...I'm

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1125666727774087662005-09-03T08:58:00.000+08:002005-09-02T21:14:27.576+08:00

I saw the cute DIY learn it yourself book at YAMAHA (Tampines) while I was with TY and XY waiting for the rain to stop pouring and drizzle instead before heading home.The title is cute! Haha. "You can DO IT... Play BASS DAMMIT!" Haha. Oh man. I laughed and couldn't stop. Its freaking ex though. I don't think I can fork out like 50 odd bucks just to get a book that will most probably lie dusty in

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1125664730289879972005-09-01T09:05:00.000+08:002005-09-02T20:40:00.366+08:00

After yesterday's ordeal, I'm all better. Rest is your best painkiller. Trust me on this one.I was screaming at my sister over nothing (my pen actually), I had this growing tendency to fling stuff around and punch my pillow lots, I was crying and everything, not hungry one minute, binging the next, puking food up, lethargic when talking...I'm glad its over.Went to sleep and it went away. Thats a

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1125664645886852742005-08-31T12:01:00.000+08:002005-09-02T20:37:25.890+08:00

I've had enough of evil TYSes...The last thing you want is to look through your TYS and see a major boo boo like a mix up between constant velocity and constant acceleration! My goodness... BURN THEM ALL!BURN THE TYS with all the wrong answers ON THE STAKE. BURN THEM!Thanks to this evil... My dear little Belle is suffering from paranoia... :CBURN THEMMM!carrie

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1125322383902419372005-08-30T12:31:00.000+08:002005-08-29T21:33:03.963+08:00

You're not to be too concerned. You're not to be unconcerned. You're not to be a nag, and you're not to be a shit-slacker. If you worry, she bites you. If you don't, she says shes lonely. When you talk to her, she snuffs you right left center and when you don't, she says you're snobbing her.When you're the good girl who doesn't overstep boundaries, you're secretly the bitchy goodie-goodie. When

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1125201160272093652005-08-29T02:51:00.000+08:002005-08-28T11:55:39.670+08:00

I'm so happy although I look damn tired. But you can't see that! You can only feel my happiness through written word or rather blog smileys... :DLalala...ZERO INFINITY won BATTLE OF THE BANDS! Goodness, the first thing I did was scream. Haha. But I bet no one heard me. I'm not that loud.Lalala... So GLAD!Haha... I've never seen them happier! :) Heh...AND WEI SHENG GOT THE BEST GUITARIST AWARD!!!

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1125060768975013042005-08-27T11:52:00.000+08:002005-08-26T20:52:48.980+08:00

The amount and intensity of sleep I get really has a deep impact on how I'll feel, behave and respond the next day. I don't mean like, mimosa... I mean like significant mood effect. Today made me confirm that its definitely true: enough sleep makes one happy Carrie, too little sleep makes a grouchy late one, and too much sleep gives a sullen quite, slightly jumpy one. Moderation in action eh?Felt

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1125666084264416222005-08-25T11:34:00.000+08:002005-09-02T21:01:24.266+08:00

So we all grow and we all experience new stuff.But at this point of time I just wish I could stay at a stand still. Its like I'm unwilling to leave Secondary school. Its not as if I even LIKE school. I so started hating it since I bungled up (did something bad enought to get sent to the Discipline Master and not for latecoming) and felt totally uncomfortable whenever I'm hanging around in school

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1125665964684353182005-08-23T08:14:00.000+08:002005-09-02T21:10:41.113+08:00

"Why did you come with me?""Only because I wanted to go with you."-Ipsen's Play, FFIX

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1125665849819668632005-08-22T14:23:00.000+08:002005-09-02T20:57:29.823+08:00

No matter how hard I try, I will NEVER ever escape the clutches of two sinister evils - THE Mole Concept and my paternal relatives.Mole Concept I can live with but the latter is pure torture. PURE PURE TORTURE. It feels like being ripped apart and mauled alive all at the same time in abrupt fashion. I can even feel my flesh being ripped strand by strand by the tenseness.Okay. Maybe its just me...

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1125666349612499732005-08-22T13:05:00.000+08:002005-09-02T21:05:49.613+08:00

Its not as serious as it sounds... I wasn't locked out by my parents or anything, I was locked out because I was a moron... I forgot my keys... AGAIN! I keep forgetting my keys!Most unfortunate that my dad was home but was sleeping and didn't hear the doorbell ring like 800 times. (Frustration!!) And my sister was out with her friends (neoprint session I heard) so I was LOCKED OUT!I thought my

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1125665691401681182005-08-20T13:58:00.000+08:002005-09-02T20:54:51.403+08:00

After gorging my brain with chem, physics, and amaths... I realize that I now suffer from mugging overdrive. My hardware is all faulty now. And when I mean all faulty, I mean it doesn't wanna stop playing FF9 when I start and its NOT because the storyline is more interesting after reaching DISC 2 (out of 4).Nevermind. I'll be screwing my brain again tomorrow at Claras... I think her mom really

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1124112134121003222005-08-16T12:20:00.000+08:002005-08-15T21:22:14.130+08:00

I'm itching for a swim and chocolate chip cookies. Yes. Both at the same time.Its no time to be thinking of having a prolonged bath tub experience, Carrie! There is NO TIME for a batch of fresh hot cookies while your at it too. You have to freaking mug! Mug! MUG!Gawdamnit. I'm freaking schizophrenic at the moment.Must be all that slacking this afternoon. Felt like whipping up my playstation II

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1124002057802875452005-08-15T05:46:00.000+08:002005-08-14T14:47:37.810+08:00

I just feel that something is missing, lacking in me or my life recently.I've been having weird feelings when I pass by certain places... Not so much dejavu but more like a nagging feeling about something, I don't know what.I'm like totally not myself when I'm with dearie recently. I whine alot and I usually don't do that, that often. Not around dearie anyway. And I feel weirded out sometimes. I

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1124002358758871392005-08-13T13:23:00.000+08:002005-08-14T14:52:38.760+08:00

Talk about being a black horse... I bet the topic, the pressing issue on everyone's lips, mouth, teeth, tongue cells, has got to be Mother Tongue O Level Results.It wasn't THAT big in my school (maybe just my class), but WHAM BAM ALAKAZAM, walk out of school and my mobile goes ringing and I get smses about results, messages on messenger about results. Everything seems to be about "What did you

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1124002209133510622005-08-12T09:27:00.000+08:002005-08-14T14:50:09.136+08:00

My mind was in a state of terrible mingled disappointment, anger (at myself), and of course confusion. I could feel my head throbbing. One second, one throb. The next second, another throb. I felt like I wanted so badly to just fling myself down the second floor, get a concussion and just forget everything. I was THAT worried. And I bet you would too if you were me. :(Seriously.You never expect

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1125665537306894002005-08-11T10:46:00.000+08:002005-09-02T20:52:17.306+08:00

I missed the fireworks. I missed the fireworks! I MISSED THE fireworks!Man... ... Dearie told me to like not feel sad about missing it since his mom told him that there was very little to be seen at the Jurong East party anyway and also that it would be replayed on like Sunday and we could all check out the repeat telecast.True. But awwiex! It was the FIRST National Day I would be spending with

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1124002642475597382005-08-09T10:57:00.000+08:002005-08-14T14:57:22.476+08:00

I am the result of an over zealous country's enthusiastic sexual education. :)IVF. Only IVF.I have the "SEX IS BAD FOR YOU" ingrained in my poor mind. I've been brainwashed and now I live in mortal fear that one day I have to do 'it' to have kids because I really want kids.This kind of came up today when I was talking with TY and XY at the KOPITIAM near her house.Shucks. Thanks to all the crap we

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1125665257324109712005-08-08T03:21:00.000+08:002005-09-02T20:48:42.543+08:00

In a sense, what the title screams is true. We ARE living in our own perfect little world, leading perfect little lives. Well. The sentence won't stand without relativity though. Einstein is a genius. But wth, what has this got to do with anything I'm writing anyway.I don't know. Just a thought. Which became many many long stringy thoughts. Note I am writing on an empty stomach and a full brain.

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1123435146391935152005-08-08T00:44:00.000+08:002005-08-08T01:19:06.423+08:00

phew. yup its finally ended. all the competitions, all the money used in taxis, renting lorrys, all the muscle used in carrying my guitar and amps around, all the practice we had to do resulting in numerous silent arguements and tough emotions. we think its best we take it slowly again from now on.now we're back to playing music for the sake of music itself (and for local music alike), which

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1125665140067902392005-08-07T13:43:00.000+08:002005-09-02T20:45:40.070+08:00

You know how fear does things to your mind? It toys with it like the breeze does with long tresses. It makes your brain swirl with untruth. It makes it a precariously dangerous tool of the devil.Before I was about to sleep yesterday my brain went into overdrive just to spin out a 'credible' excuse, a lie that would save me from the hell of confrontation. And worry forms a blindfold. A gag on

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1125664988033846542005-08-06T10:45:00.000+08:002005-09-02T20:43:08.033+08:00

This is seriously giving me a headache.I HATE moral dilemmas. Not that anybody actually likes them anyway.:CAnd I MEAN it... I HATE MORAL DILEMMAS!The headache is getting pretty bad after inhaling all that dust from packing. Plus, thinking about being in this stupid dilemma is driving my brain into cuckoo-crazy circles. I'm rather dizzy... At this rate... ... Gawd.Its so hard being a good girl

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1123072684479983062005-08-04T11:19:00.000+08:002005-08-03T20:38:04.486+08:00

I think sometimes the need to chatter away during Biology theory lessons can drive the typical 4Bee (a person from my class 4B) entirely crazy. Read: impaired judgement leading to incautious behavior (hmm... I don't think Mr Lim will notice us passing huge pieces of paper around) , reduces inhibition (lets pass messages!), lessening anxiety (of sitting through another boring three periods of bio;

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1122737929013707582005-07-30T10:09:00.000+08:002005-07-30T23:38:49.020+08:00

I would LOVE to be vegan after knowing the horrid, gruesome, heart wrenching truth. But I cannot give up eggs or beef (especially beef) and sweet smelling chicken, and have you even eaten pasta without bacon! Oh gawd... I can't BE VEGAN or VEGETARIAN.Why not?WHY NOT!?Vegan means your main source of protein is from beans and tofu which is also bean anyway, and you cannot eat animal related

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1122737809446210582005-07-28T11:10:00.000+08:002005-07-30T23:36:49.446+08:00

I'm living in the age of corny advertisements that can pass off as uber-cool, fast-food brands marketed and disguised as healthy meal choices and when lies have become real.Yeah. Face it, marketing is about bringing **** to the potential customers face and yet not being able to smell the stench. In fact the **** starts smelling, "not that bad" after all.Its pretty weird that we all mile around in

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1122737590193402752005-07-25T12:33:00.001+08:002005-07-30T23:33:10.196+08:00

I had the same dream again. The one about a flooded toilet that won't flush and a spirit which causes the toilet to stop flushing and flooding instead whenever you try to pee.What the heck?Yeah. But this time the dream told me more than the last time. A bit more detail as to why the unreasonable spirit did not allow me to pee in that toilet or others to do so.Its funny but in the previous dream

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1122737426793119952005-07-22T09:29:00.000+08:002005-07-30T23:30:26.796+08:00

I'm forgetting things.VERY OFTEN these days.Its not that scary if you isolate all the tiny incidents, but it DOES get scary when you yell at supposedly one of your closest friends because you forgot that he has already done something which he was supposed to do for you.Its a good thing we're all good friends. Wouldn't wanna think about what would happen if it was Moo Moo or someone else I yelled

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1122737339217442262005-07-20T12:55:00.000+08:002005-07-30T23:28:59.226+08:00

I bet you know exactly how extremely peevish it feels when a bumbling idiot pushes all the wrong buttons producing the combination for utter stupidity. In other words, yes, I bet you know how it feels to meet a moron.Its not the first time for me. But I'm a move-on type of person so yeah. Let bygones be bygones, let sleeping dogs lie. Yes. Yes. Yes. I will, if only you let me.Meet Ken Lam. You

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1122737174689431922005-07-18T03:17:00.000+08:002005-07-30T23:26:14.693+08:00

I was at Marine Cove yesterday for Zero Infinity! :P Yes! Yes! Yes! I was at the Straits Times 160th guess the riddle thing because there was the School Of Rock band preview and ZI would be performing!I was pretty bummered because I thought I couldn't make it. I mean, bummer lah! Haha. Before I called Dearie on Friday I wasn't expecting it to be in the morning (the Marine Cove thingy) and then I

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1122736990053633812005-07-12T09:07:00.000+08:002005-07-30T23:23:10.056+08:00

Stop calling us students inconsiderate.Why? Because you live in Singapore and you're one of us too. You're every bit as inconsiderate as us.The forums on Sunday Times are flooded most of the time with 'kaypoh', 'judgemental' so called adults, who feel we students are a pain in their asses. We take the aisle seats, we don't move back, we don't give our seats to the elderly, we don't this, we do

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1122736883443946742005-07-11T11:25:00.000+08:002005-07-30T23:21:23.446+08:00

Its strange how many beautiful times we've had together... So uncanny I can remember so many parts, pieces of dates we've had together. It slips away now and then, but comes back again one day out of the blue.Today happened to be the day they came rushing back. And I welcome them back into the deep corners of my memory... I rather they stay within the dark crevices than get washed away by the

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1122736778851907002005-07-09T13:08:00.000+08:002005-07-30T23:19:38.856+08:00

I think my overly agitated response towards Jenny's ferocious detailed argumentative styled comments have brought me VERY WERY bad karma. Yes. I'm sure of it. I don't believe in karma because I don't know what it actually really means, I think its like eye for an eye kinda thing, and er... I only know it builds up either way. Its like some point system. The more bad stuff you do, hohoho, the more

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1122736602261484382005-07-08T13:07:00.000+08:002005-07-30T23:16:42.263+08:00

Let me set things straight before I get worked up and everyone misunderstands me.a) I am not letting my period act up on me and my temper. I just find this un-nerving.b) I have nothing against Jenny, just his insensitive views toward the weaker vessel.Jennywawa's comment post has sparked something within. It refuses to end up at the bottom of my stomach. I cannot stomach this sentence which he

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1122736432853400452005-07-07T01:05:00.000+08:002005-07-30T23:13:52.856+08:00

YAH. She's back. *Stomps around exasperated*She is back TERMINATOR style. And man is she terminating my happy genes, my happy chromosomes, my happy cells, and my happy everything!Today should have been one of the happiest days of my life (yeah I know, I say happiest days loosely and not really literally) because Clara has decided to pass me her library borrowed "ANGELS AND DEMONS" by Dan Brown (

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1122736294598395982005-07-04T00:46:00.000+08:002005-07-30T23:11:34.600+08:00

Part of my day was weirded out.I got bombed and it kinda went like this.Dearie: Woah. I see the birds are back.Me: Uh huh. I bet that one over there is like "HEY THATS MY SEAT!"Dearie: I didn't know you knew birdspeak? Whats that one saying?Me: You see the bird is probably screeching at the car like, "Get out of my way. Don't block me! I want to watch my show one!"Dearie: Yeah lor. I know what

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1122736136887694162005-07-03T10:15:00.000+08:002005-07-30T23:08:56.890+08:00

As we were walking home (TY, Clara and I) after school one day last week, we all started talking about our band which is still in the gestation periods. And I said, "It will never make it big." Because after all we talk about it like FOREVER but we never get down to doing much about realizing it. So we'll always be pregnant mothers and we'll never give birth to our little pride and joy.Haha.TY

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1122736009392994492005-07-02T13:22:00.000+08:002005-07-30T23:06:49.396+08:00

I wrote this recently for my submission to my school's Creative Writing Competition. Haven't seriously written any competition material in awhile. Last time was like what? Early this year? But oh well, do give me truthful comments. I accept constructive comments or just plain nit picky comments are fine. I just want the painful hard truth. Have to accept criticism like a man! Er... Okay. I mean a

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1122738116849354362005-06-27T13:06:00.000+08:002005-07-30T23:41:56.853+08:00

If theres two things I don't like, its REALLY unreasonable self righteous puritan like Singaporeans as well as very bad service.I've been out for the weekend so the lack of update, but seriously, I didn't expect to come across the two worst type of Singaporean situations in consecutive days. Yeah man, you made my day. Like read my sarcasm.First was yesterday. There was this woman, she seemed the

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1119447199824739062005-06-23T12:26:00.000+08:002005-06-22T21:33:19.830+08:00

I have this killer desire to blog. And blog I must whether or not campusmoblog is gonna screw up again on me! XDChemistry Test was just wonderful. Nothing to worry about at all. I studied, I did my homework, I could answer all the questions. :) The 'little' argument I had with Dearie yesterday helped. Never felt like I loved my dearie more. So I decided I shouldn't even think of failing this test

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1122735678797873262005-05-30T13:37:00.000+08:002005-07-30T23:01:18.800+08:00

Just a few weeks ago, before my Social Studies Mid Years, TY, Clara and I decided to head on down to Pasir Ris library to hit the textbooks. I mean, isn't it natural to go to a quiet place like a library to revise and do some decent self study? I always thought that self study in libraries were an a-okay unless:a) We instantly become a howling hyena pack orb) Its the weekendI assumed studying in

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1122735468870878512005-05-29T03:11:00.000+08:002005-07-30T22:57:48.873+08:00

It's Saturday and since my Dad's at work and my Mom has stuff to do, my sis and I will have to settle for Instant Mee stuffed in the kitchen cabinet.Just finished another 'Alphabet' in my Chinese O Level Revision Book. I'm all done with 'W' and its only 'X,Y and Z' left... Woo hoo! Another three letters can be done by today. All work and no play makes Carrie really insane so I decided to come

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1117273478973671702005-05-28T17:27:00.000+08:002005-05-28T17:45:25.110+08:00

what the. i just typed out one whole long blog and the whole thing jammed on me. ok nvm. time to retype everything. i'll remember to save it next time. oh yea its me! and i know, i haven't been blogging for quite a while but that doesn't mean i'm not here still. miss carrie lots. have been suffering with quite alot of work nowadays, but handled well. oh yea, its weird right, i'm actually blogging

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1122735114045395902005-05-28T10:34:00.000+08:002005-07-30T22:51:54.053+08:00

The Chinese Revision Lessons held in the hall by our caring MT teachers bores the hell out of me once it reaches the second half (like after one hour) mark. Sorry Shi Lao Shi! I start cracking my neck in attempt to keep awake and I have to try very hard just to stop drooling when my eyes start closing. I know the teachers are slogging their guts out for not their own benefit, but mine, ours, the

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1117247710006415552005-05-28T01:30:00.000+08:002005-05-28T10:35:10.010+08:00

Hey people guess where Carrie is gonna be hanging out at for awhile?YES!She's going to campusmoblog.com.sg.I'm going there cos my school advertised it and theres this campus moblog competition! So blogging will resume at that location. So go there and increase my visitor number pretty please???Haha.And when voting finally starts, PLEASE VOTE! Haha.http://www.campusmoblog.com.sg/blog/xiaotuIt

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1117106077861441382005-05-27T10:07:00.000+08:002005-05-26T19:14:37.863+08:00

Is it just me or am I just really moody these few days? Other than bananablahblah singing after school, I'm acting like totally down in the dumps. Shuckies.Chinese O Level Panic Blues?Probably. Possibly.Its like on Monday? Oh my gosh. And I am just so afraid I'll find myself sleeping in late and not making it in time!Okay like I should chill a little. :SHmm...I was 'malu-ed' in school today. It

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1116660535028883772005-05-22T06:22:00.000+08:002005-05-21T15:28:55.033+08:00

I'm like in this totally bad mood, so I decided that I shouldn't stay stuck at home. Right after this I'm taking time alone out of this freaking house. I so have to get out before I feel anymore depressed and pissed and everything. Oh whatever. This mood is irritating me to bits.I'll go do two more alphabets of my chinese compulsory words before I step out of the house to do some walking around

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1116503131400690612005-05-20T10:40:00.000+08:002005-05-19T19:45:31.406+08:00

I don't know. Felt like listing out all my yellow stuff.My favourite yellow mechanical pencil.Its my exam stress reliever. Without it, I will PANIC during MCQ. This is my loyal pencil since like last year end? God I love my yellow mechanical pencil.Yellow Bunny by the name GraceThis was from Clara for Christmas 2004. Yes. It IS ironic how the stuffed rabbit I always hug is named after the teacher

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1116416641173219092005-05-19T10:38:00.000+08:002005-05-18T19:44:01.176+08:00

Yeahh!It's my sweet sixteen and heck-it, hearing all those nice greetings makes it all cute again. Haha. My IC is officially now able to fulfill its calling in life. :)I got a mail from long time good pal Stephiepoo a.k.a Wolfieee... i have sent this email.. just to say... HAPPY FLIPPIN BIRTHDAY CARRIE !!!!! usually 16 is a big deal over here... which means you can drive... unlike me whose

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1116330099932218562005-05-18T10:36:00.000+08:002005-05-17T19:41:39.936+08:00

Receiving my results today, kinda ruffled my feathers quite a bit. Its a mingled kind of alarm, disappointment and hope- a weird emotion if I can even call it an emotion. I'm sure those who worked far harder than me will be feeling a totally different spectrum of emotions down the positive colourful end.When I looked in the mirror when I got home today, what I saw staring back didn't surprise me.

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1116254887232239262005-05-17T13:46:00.000+08:002005-05-16T22:49:55.123+08:00

Why am I so lazy when I should be blogging for once?I don't know!I just blogged to say a big thank you to everyone who made my weekend so sweet!Thanks Siu Lun. Thanks for the Sakae treat. Haha. Lots of luck for your dear neighbour! Lots of love to Clara who is like the bestest friend ever. I mean how can she stand me lahhh. Haha. Thanks for hanging out with me on Friday even though you hate

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1115634595335884262005-05-10T09:25:00.000+08:002005-05-09T18:29:55.383+08:00

Yea lah. I should BLARDY stop coming back on to blog. BUT I CAN'T HELP IT. Lolx. Abstinence for a week is more than the weak flesh can bear. :PI'm probably gonna blog until like Friday where I'll jump around, peel down the newspapers on the notice board to liberate it, go to the children's library and take photos while still jumping around like a crazy kid. Then I will splurge like siao on some

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1115631628847524072005-05-10T08:35:00.000+08:002005-05-09T17:41:47.866+08:00

Yesterday was real sweet and weird. Dearie sent me home, which is real tough on him. He was real nice about it. Sometimes I feel extremely bad that I make him feel bad about not sending me home and stuff. It's just really unreasonable of me. Okay. That aside. Yesterday was weird lah. I was on the same train CABIN not just train okay, as my mom and sis.They were like on their way back from my

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1115039164398224412005-05-03T12:01:00.000+08:002005-05-09T17:44:18.480+08:00

I admit I always say "People change." It's true. It's the undeniable truth. But its just so hard so swallow when it happens.There is nothing more to say right now.People change. Now I wonder, if its you... or if its me... or if its both of us. :C Things just aren't the same anymore, and I should really start respecting or more likely, expecting that.Life changes, schedules change, priorities

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1114788574786938062005-04-30T14:25:00.000+08:002005-04-29T23:44:21.650+08:00

I admit I was a bit harsh on the three JC girls in my last entry. Yesh. I admit I was very flesh-tearing cannibalistic. I should start believing TY about Karma. What goes around comes around. Apparently its probably true, I'm SO going to fail my Bio practical because of my sharp ripping blog entry. Aiya... Sorry poor innocent JC girls. Lolx. Like I write in case they actually find it. With

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1114596543548223842005-04-28T09:04:00.001+08:002005-04-27T18:20:55.453+08:00

Everything was great today, other than me almost (in Sebastian's own words) ate up Derek for kapoking my chair. Mrs Low let us play with those bubble thingys. The kind thats like a colourless spongy balloon that can be popped. Miss Poh kapoked one of the tubes and played with it. Haha. So much for deprived childhood.Gah. Everything was okay. OKAY. I found out that Ken is really a great guy if he

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1114516377759973852005-04-27T10:48:00.000+08:002005-04-26T19:52:57.763+08:00

The way things turned out today was totally out of hand. Firstly, I admit I was overboard. I should have been more mature and handled my emotions properly. I bet alot of people are mad at me and they have the right and reason to, because I hardly behaved like a fifteen-going-on-sixteen year old should. I should have been more composed and accepted the decision cooly, calmly and with respect

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1114427087780633782005-04-26T10:00:00.000+08:002005-04-25T19:04:47.783+08:00

Heh. I WAS VERY whiney on the first part of the hike. And really whiney lah. As in painfully whiney. I'm like so lazy you see. Haha. But I kinda enjoy the whole pointless hike at Macritchie Reservoir. It was rather fun lah! Haha. And its very fun to do anything with dearie. I hope I didn't explode his eardrums with my whining.Was so tired I went to sleep soon after reaching home.Couldn't wake up

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1114271680220325562005-04-24T14:52:00.000+08:002005-04-23T23:54:40.223+08:00

As you all know. AHEM. May is like a month of numerous cakes and AHEM presents.I myself am one of the many people to be born in this month. AHEM.And AHEM, May is like around the corner... AHEM.My birthday is like on the 18th day of May AHEM.AHEM.AHEM.AHEM.OKAY LAH. I'll stop hinting and go into this wishlist business full blown. (As can be seen from my blatant display of desperation, I really

weishengnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067717.post-1114182858357243442005-04-23T14:23:00.000+08:002005-04-23T00:27:50.683+08:00

I had the yellow floorball stick! YAY! Hahaahah... :P And yes, THE YELLOWS ROCKED! Buwahahaha. Although we didn't win, we're still super-dee-duper lah!! Why?Cos PEI PEI was so li hai! Her goal was really pretty! And because, we were all girls (and one Mr. Helmi) playing against power people with alot of stamina like... Kok-kok and Kenneth (I don't know whether to consider TY as one of them

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Yup. Yours truly. Watashi. MOI. I am the S.P.U.C. GAH. The scruffy high-pitched Squarking Puffed Up Chicken.Heh.I heard quite a few people died under my rule of the microphone yesterday during the Sports Meet. I'm rather sorry about that. It's the raging hormones lah. The kind you get when the adrenaline starts pulsing through your blood and you can't help screaming and shrieking at the top of

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Today I'll be doing something different. :) Since I'm freaking high on life and I can't get enough of it, Imma gonna count how many times I use the word 'I' starting right after this paragraph. It's like, dearie is right. I am pretty self centred. I mean, I know he didn't mean for me to get all negative and stuff, but being the stubborn Taurean I almost blew my head out. Heh. So reflections,

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Ahhh...I am turning into some amphibianic-type of person. I mean... I feel totally horrible if the sun ain't shining on my skin. Sheesh! Ahhh. Like now. RIGHT NOW! I'm feeling slightly BLARGHISH because there isn't any nice warmth and sunshine on me. ME. ON MY SKIN. NOW?! Ahhh. I can't speak in proper sentences. Nope. No siree. I mean. WHADDAHECK. WHERES MY SUN?I want some sun. NOW!Okay. I so

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AH! OC is starting soon! SOOO!1) Yesterday, had Oral practice. It's a 11/12! Lost out cos of wrong emphasis somewhere.2) MCing tomorrow for some prize giving for Field Events!Say I rock. HEH.**carrie** (I hope my dearie is real happy today!)

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Ryan Adams and Oasis have really different styles when it comes to singing Wonderwall.I prefer the one sung by Ryan Adams. :) And thats even though the one Oasis sung was way way way happier. I kinda like the sad faraway feeling Wonderwall gives me when Ryan Adams sings it.Today is gonna be the daythat they're gonna give it back to youBy now you should've somehowrealized what you gotta doI don't

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