My Multi-Tasking

HI! I'M HERE!!

OK, I'm currently doing some serious multi-tasking now. I'm currently installing Sims 2 slash cleaning up my room slash blogging. If it weren't fasting month, then I'd put 'slash eating'. Just realised that Hari Raya is in 3 days AND I have never stepped foot in Geylang. I haven't bought a baju kurung this year, so my mother told me just to wear last year's one. I'm so scared it might be too small for me or something. If it doesn't fit, then I'll just make do with corn leaves and some masking tape! Ha! There's Project Runway tonight!

Oooh. I have to insert disk number 2. Bye now!

My Cousin's Wish

Oh ya, I forgot to mention this. Yesterday, when my cousin was about to blow his candles, he shouted, "I WISH I HAVE FAIRY GODPARENTS!". Ha!!! I mean, he's only Primary 2. Can you blame him for being so delusional? I think he needs to cut down on Nickelodean. BTW, he's supposed to keep his wish a secret, so that must mean that there won't be any fairy godparents. Shame, really.

OK, now I'm not really in love with Kahlen anymore. I'm in love in KYLE!!!! She totally rocks, despite the fact that her parents named her after a man! And she's not bitchy. Well, she was participating in the fifth season of America's Next Top Model until Tyra decided to [spoiler] kick her out of the competition because she's so pretty and nice and Tyra didn't want to compete with her in the modelling industry. I hate you, Tyra! I hope your stupid talk show falls apart and the only guest you will have to invite is Naima!

Kyle's Portfolio

KYLE!!!


Kyle posing as a superhero. I wasn't a fan of her yet because she was still a blonde. No offence, but her outfit is so hideous. Poor Kyle.


Kyle posing in the countryside. Now her hair is chocolaty brown. She looks so FIERCE!


Kyle running away from Ms J. Alexander. Oh look, I have her legs!


No! Don't agumentate your lips! You already look so pretty! Don't ever look like Janice Dickinson!


Kyle posing in the bathroom. She looks pretty everytime, everywhere, unlike Naima with her alien eyes.


Kyle posing as a 1940s pin-up for Ford. And she's blowing a kiss to everyone. Awww. And that was when Tyra got all green-eyed and decided to eliminate her because of her gorgeous legs, leaving stupid weird people (like a lesbian,) to compete for the title of America's Next Top Has-Been aka another Naima. Bye!

My 15th Birthday

Yes! At last! I get to create my IC!!! Well, I haven't created it yet, but I got the letter a few week's back. I might be going on Monday with my brother because we also need to renew our passports.

Well, I'm not the kind of person that wants presents in a box and a birthday cake. Well, I totally forgot it was my birthday until my mother asked me to follow her to TM. And I was like, 'Why?' and she was like, 'It's our birthday!!!'. Weird... OK, then my mother felt bad for my brother and asked him if he wanted to join, so he did, assuming that we're going to buy stuff for him. Well, my mother wanted to buy clothes for Hari Raya (all except a baju kurung). What more traditional shopping paradise than Tampines Mall? Ok, enough of the talk because it's now 11pm and I need to get up at 4.30 to cook instant noodles for my makefast. So I bought like, 5 tee-shirts and 2 pants, which is considered a shopping spree to me because I rarely buy clothes. My brother was sitting on the sidelines putting on a sour face. Then, when my brother wanted to buy a very very expensive Puma belt which costs $30, my mother was like, "Do you have $30?" HAHAHA!!! And my mother paid for all my stuff. Then, when we walked past Converse, my mother forced me to buy a pair of shoes because I only have one. So I bought one while my brother was like, really really pissed. Then he went into a hissyfit and complained in front of everyone. It's like, I'm the Cinderella and he's the glamour boy. Seriously, since he works, he buys clothes and stuff with his money. And I don't even save money for rainy days. So in the end, my brother went back earlier because he couldn't stand the thought of my mother paying for everything.

So we went back and after like, an hour my parents wanted to go to my auntie's house to break fast. Well, the end-of-October period is the birthday period for my family. My mother and my birthday is on Oct 29, and my cousin and my cousin-in-law's birthday is on Oct 27. Ya, so we went there. Ate till we died. Then we came back. Sleepy. Bye.

My Scientific Mistake

I made the most stupidest dumbest most stupidest mistake ever in my entire life!! No, I didn't throw myself out of a moving car and got run over three times by a truck, I stupidly volunteered for some 'Life Sciences' thingy for the Open House. Actually, Ms Woon was the one who forced me to volunteer. I just had to, with her forceful persuasion, nobody could back out. So, I was all, OK... Then, when we were about to meet Ms Lela, I was told the the Open House would be on 5th November, which is like, the first Saturday of Hari Raya aka the third day of Hari Raya. And that totally sucks! I saw Ms Woon and asked her if I could just take my name out, and she was all cranky and such and said that I could just visit at night. I mean, my family isn't the type that goes jalan raya at night. I am so going to tell on my mother. I hope she gets crankier and forcefully persuade Ms Woon and Ms Lela to back me out. Now I have to stay back after school tomorrow to do the preperations and I have to lend my CSI DVDs to her because she wants to lure the primary school kids in. I mean, which primary school person loves science and DNA? Even I didn't when I was in primary school. I'd like to meet a primary school kid that watches CSI like as if their lives depended on it. AND (!!!) I have to go to school on Saturday. I actually planned the Saturday to seriously clean up my room. Now my dreams are crushed. Everybody's going to go in my room and compare it to a pigs' sty (which I think is not very different). Actually, I still have Sunday and Monday and Tuesday and Wednesday, but don't take away my time management! It makes my mind at ease when I know that I could plan my time! BTW when the hell did Temasek have a 'Crime Lab' filled with DNA stuff in the first place? Try building a Life Sciences Lab instead of some stupid resting home shelter for kids when there is a den! Try to follow the success of Dunman!

BTW my cheap school is ordering everyone (including Mrs Ou-Yang, I believe) to bring their own rags because the school just wasted every single cent (from the donations that we were forced to give, with care) of the school fund to the resting home shelter, and so, we cannot afford more expensive old rags. Poor thing Jesse McCartney doesn't live in Singapore. Temasek could just go to his house and take all his clothes and everyone doesn't have to bring their own rags.

Mrs Ou-Yang is unfaithfully leaving our school. We're gonna have a grand ceremony when she comes. I hope we don't have to wave our rags at her and inform her that we're scrubbing and cleaning the school. That would be a bit too cliche. She's leaving for Cedar Girls'. I bet she's really relieved and now, she doesn't have to care anymore. OK, I better shut up or the school will hate me for life.

Today I met with some woman who bragged with her friends that her son is taking his O Levels in Cape Town or something in some fancy-shmancy boarding school. Firstly, Ha! Secondly, isn't it the same? Then she bragged that there were Australians and Europeans and Africans (duh!) and that boy might actually meet Keenyah! Poor him. He might get eaten alive or something.

I still don't understand why Ms Woon volunteered me. It seems like as if the school is plotting a small attack on me. Maybe they read my blog. Maybe I'm born with it, maybe it's Maybelline!

Alien from Planet Jupiter? No. It's just Naima. Haha! I'm so hating Naima. I bet Kahlen fans all around the world are doing this kind of voodoo to her. Haha! I bet she's going to cry ever-so-fakely when she comes across my blog.

My Chocolate-Coated Pillow

This morning was crazy. Literally, it was nuts!

Well, it all started at 5 am (duh) and had to wake up in a grumpy mood blah blah blah. Ate my breakfast (I meant makefast) and I was half-drunk. I spilled the chocolate milk and made a huge mess. But nobody noticed it, because everybody was asleep on their dinner tables. So I couldn't remember what happened, and in the morning, I saw like, chocolaty stains on my pillow, which I use to cover my face. Ya, call me crazy but I have this mini-pillow where I use it to cover my face when I sleep. So, there were chocolaty stains there. I think I didn't really washed my face properly or I forgot to wash my mouth or what. But the weird thing is that I did brush my teeth and rinse my mouth and washed my face. Or maybe I must have been subconsiously eating low-carb brownies...

Stupid pop-ups. There's like this pesky pop-up that says "YOU HAVE JUST WON ONE MILLION DOLLARS!!!" which is really bullshit. Can I sue them or something? Stupid pop-ups.

There is currently a dillemma inside of me. Should I or should I not play Sims 2? I mean, suddenly I miss my little Simmies. OK, I'm playing it once I get my Hari Raya money and buying Nightlife. Yay!

My Space

I don't know why, but I think I might be depressed. I think it's because I try to compress everything inside of me or something. It's like as if you have this weird feeling inside your stomach. Maybe it's because of my crappy results. It's all the stupid school's fault. They set the exam papers, which are like R.I. standard and one MCQ question takes so long to figure out. Or maybe it's my fault? My stupid handwriting is so neat and precise and I write so slowly. For the first time, I felt fear.

OK, I'll try to ignore my stupid shallow problems and let's get on to something more crappier; Kahlen's MySpace!!! Yes!!! America's Next Top Model runner-up (who lost to Naima's mohawk) has a MySpace. Anyway, MySpace is like Friendster, I think... Anyway, CLICK HERE. Anyway, if you read her profile, she likes beer, boys and brocolli! I love brocolli too! Yay! We have so much in common. She's also into talking crap e.g, she says that she would like to meet a real T-Rex, a human PEZ dispenser and Bilbo Baggins (which I believe is a character from Lord of the Rings). Ha! So, she's also become this cursing old coot. She said the 'F' word, which is kind of cool for someone who looks so innocent. And she's posing with cats! Haha! So cute. I heard that she's an animal lover or something. Kahlen rocks! Naima sucks!

Hi fatso!

BTW I've got a poll!!! Yay! Please be wise and pick Kahlen. Why? Because this is MY BLOG and I dominate this whole website! No lah! Just never ever ever pick Naima. Look at her stomach. She looks like a fairer version of Keenyah.

My Stormy Day

Wow today was such a friggin stormy day! It was raining heavily and there were so many lightnings every couple of seconds at the Tampines Interchange. I thought I was going to get struck by lightning or something.

NAIMA SHOULDN'T HAVE WON!!!!!!!!!!!!! IT WAS NEVER MEANT TO BE!!!!!!!! Well, I actually wanted to say that weeks ago but then, it would be a spoiler wouldn't it? Well, I must say that Naima's runway was much much better than Kahlen's, but Kahlen really looked like those high-fashion models, unlike Naima + her yucky mohawk. Kahlen's portfolio is much better than Naima's! Let's take a look...

WEEK ONE: ALIENS IN MANHATTAN

Kahlen


Naima


WEEK TWO: 1-800-FLOWERS

Kahlen


Naima


WEEK THREE: ZODIAC SIGNS

Kahlen (Aries)


Naima (Capricorn)


WEEK FOUR: GOT MILK?

Kahlen (Hawaiian)


Naima (Icelandic)


WEEK FIVE: SEXY MECHANICS

Kahlen


Naima


WEEK SIX: WONDERBRA

Kahlen


Naima


WEEK SEVEN: SEVEN DEADLY SINS

Kahlen (Wrath)


Naima (Envy)


WEEK EIGHT: LUBRIDERM

Kahlen (Springbok)


Naima (Cheetah)


WEEK NINE: KLOOFING

Kahlen


Naima


WEEK TEN: CARRESS

Kahlen


Naima


WEEK ELEVEN: COVERGIRL

Kahlen


Naima

I think I need to go and lie down or something. I need to recover the shock of Naima winning. I hate you Naima!!! Her stupid fake crying made everyone pity her. Just look at her Covergirl photo. It screams one word: AIRBRUSHED. Kahlen should have won. Look at Kahlen's Carress photo. It's so nice. It totally fits the "40s aristocratic" style, unlike stupid Naima and her stupid mohawk and her stupid fake crying.

My Cheesesticks

Yay! Today we made cheesesticks. Yar... And I also cleaned up the bookcase because my mother 'wants to throw some books'. Instead, we practically kept everything and set aside all the children's books to give to my tiny cousins. No wonder my house is constantly in a mess.

I am hooked on this game on my PS2 called X-Men Legends 2: Rise of Apocalypse. It's so cool! I mean, it's not like it's a typical adventure game where you have all the skills ready. It's more like an RPG. You build skills everytime you level up. And you get to play with 4 mutants at a time and choose from about 15 mutants, so you can just pick any combination. Call me crazy, but X-Men rocks!

OMG I totally forgot that Alia made the cut too! Sorry. Will she be eliminated for her unmemorable personality? Stay tuned to find out on Project Musical.

My Cornflakes

I made the 'Cornflake-in-a-Cupcake' today. Yay! My hands smell of honey and cornflakes and I was so tempted to lick my fingers. But I didn't! Yay!

Dunno why, but I seem to have an expressionless face. Do I? I mean, I look the same everytime, even when I'm happy or angry or sad or depressed. I don't even know if I'm depressed or not! I need to go crazy. Yep! I'll try that on Tuesday. So if I act all crazy on Tuesday, I apologize

My Rejection

I didn't make it into the auditions of the musical. They just kicked me out and left me out in the cold. Actually I'm kind of relieved. I dunno why, but I'm happy that I'm not in it. There would be many many rehearsals AND there is a high possibility for me to forget my lines and be humiliated in front of millions of people worldwide. But it's already humiliating. Only 3 people from my class went for the auditions; me, Ryan and Charlene. And Ryan and Charlene made the cut. So I'm like this nobody. Anyway, in my audition, I had to act as this guy in the military or some war crap scheming to kill my sister's boyfriend, so I acted kinda bitchy and a lil' bit feminine. I don't think the school would want a soldier to be feminine would they? But I heard an applause after that, and that's all that matters. Then, the cut! The instructor called out names one by one like the Top Model auditions. It's really nerve-racking. Nuriman and Sarah didn't make it. Nafisah, Danial, and some other unknowns made it. Then Nuriman was like, "this couldn't be happening to me!" and Sarah was like, "it would have been a big change from hustling to being glamour girl!" and I'm like, "there's winners and there's losers. I am currently a loser."

Next week on Project Musical, during a judging session, one of the contestants suddenly collapses [shot of Nafisah rolling her eyes in front of the judges and falls flat on the floor]. The actors get their makeovers [shot of Charlene saying, "They just plucked out all of my eyebrows and now, I can't see my eyebrows!"] and somebody reveals a deep dark secret [shot of some unknown saying, "I'm legally blind! And I'm going to be about 30 when I go completely blind."]

My Post-Exam Activities

Yes!! I have the energy to blog!!! Yay!

Well, it's been a really tiring week. Monday was The Amazing Race which was not so amazing. We went to Clark Quay and had to search for the Student Counsellor. Then we couldn't find them, so I called Charlene and she said that it was near Jumbo. We searched and searched but we still couldn't find them. And guess what? There were 2 friggin Jumbos at Clark Quay! One at one side of the road and one on the other side. I'm extremely dumbfounded.

Tuesday was the Resilience Challenge. I was teams with Marco, Melvin, Zi Hao, Shi Jie and Li Feng. Marco, Melvin and Zi Hao were the de-motivating mascots and just gave up like Tiffany, just because we had to fight against the 3A people. But I was kind of the star of my team (Ha!) and was really good at the chair challenge. We had to stand on chairs and not touch the ground and had to collect balls and had to travel to the other side. I stole a basketball from a 3N team thanks to my long legs. I knew they might come in handy. Also, I gave everyone the Tip of the Week at the Dirty Dodgeball thingy. I told Shi Jie and Li Feng that if you smear mud on your skin and wait for it to dry off and peel it off, your skin becomes smooth! Yay! Then they were admiring their smooth supple skin. It's much more cheap than that SK2.

I hate my results! I acted like Michelle yesterday and today because I had poor results. It's really weird. Seriously. Practically all the teachers (especially Ms Woon and Cikgu Nora) were acting like Tyra Banks and counselled us and talked about our shitty results. I can't wait for my 'O's to finish.

My Exhaustion

I've never been this exhausted in my entire life.

I don't have the energy to blog.

My Neighbouring Conflict

I think I might be plottting a war between my family and my neighbour's family. Seriously, they are such slobs. Well, there's only four units on my floor. There's this Chinese family right in one corner and the lady is such a kay-poh and tries to peek at what we're doing whenever she walks past. There's my family living in the corridors. My mother bought those anti-peeping-tom curtains once she caught the lady peeking for a full 2 minutes. There's another Malay family who lives right in front of the lifts that is really friendly when we moved in but we never talk to them ever since. Also, their teenage daughter sings dreadfully in the shower. We could hear her every morning. It's worse than Nuriman's singing. So you pretty much know how window-shattering the singing must be. And of course, my stupid non-interactive Malay neighbours right at the other corner. I think they have some sort of degenerative eye disease like retinitis pigmentosa because they painted their friggin door pale green. Like the background of my blog. Seriously, it sores my eyes everyday. Well, they are so dumb that they do not know how to cook. They practically order pizza everyday and they are very picky (evidence from the "no capsicum" words on the pizza boxes). I know this even when I haven't even talked to them. My mother tried to befriend one of the women and tried to strike a conversation when we were going out, but she didn't respond. Robots. And that house is so noisy, I think they keep like a hundred people in there. One afternoon, you'll hear like there's this reject band in the house. Next afternoon, there's like some sort of kindergarten and so many kids cry. Next afternoon, you'll see the non-interactive 51M0NE Rebecca Romijn-Stamos wannabe drying their dirty laundry. That house is like a freakhouse. I mean, they are so stupid, they do not know how to throw their rubbish. They are supposed to press on the pedal so that the chute opens, and put the rubbish in the chute and let go of the pedal. Instead they just dump their rubbish near the chute and expect people to put their rubbish in there for them. I mean, their house is the nearest to the chute and they make it look like a pigs' sty. Just now I just saw like, tons of mee siam on the floor near the rubbish chute. Next time I throw my rubbish, I'm going to just dump it anywhere but in the rubbish chute, since we live really far from the rubbish chute. Or maybe I'll just graffiti on the wall with their mee siam and write "CLEAN YOUR SHIT".

OK... Obviously paragraphs are not in my vocabulary today.

My Untitled Entry

I have never realised this, but everyday of my life is like an episode of America's Next Top Model or some other reality show featuring 14 bitches in one house. Seriously.

Well, this afternoon my mother called for a housemeeting in the living room. And each and every single soul currently in the house had to attend the meeting or they would be screamed at. So, it was just me, my mother and my brother. My other brother was slothing away sleeping and my dad was out. Then, we discussed on the most important aspect for Hari Raya - food. We had to decide what kuehs we wanted to make. My brother wanted to make some weird bolus kueh tart where the pineapple bits was in the dough instead of on the dough. And then, he said that that is all and he wanted to go to his room. Then my mother told him that she's not finished and I quote what she said: "I'M NOT FINISHED!!!". My whole family is like, so copying Top Model when they started watching it. Seriously, my mother tried to act like Brittany and said "SHUUUTTT UUUUPPPP!!!" but I knew that she wasn't serious about the shut up part. So I wanted to make cheese sticks.

Top Model 5 is getting from bad to worse. Seriously. The photoshoot was on plastic surgery and they were practically screaming that plastic surgery is the key to true beauty. Maybe the show is sponsored by Michael Jackson or Cher, or both.

Bre getting cheek implants


Coryn getting botox


Diane getting breast reduction


Jayla getting butt implants


Kim getting breast implants


Kyle getting lip implants


Lisa getting a facelift


Nicole getting a fake tan


Nik getting hair extensions.

This is so depressing. My once favourite show has become a disappointment. Well, that's ok because Project Runway will be airing on Channel 5 once ANTM is done.

Anyway, I have a feeling that the VP Mrs Tan lives near me. I thought I saw her in the same car she drives to school. I mean, I thought I saw her because I've never seen her up close. The only time she talks to us is when she scolds us because Chai Chee people are tucking out their shirts.

My Personal Space

For one day until like, Saturday, can all of you just not tag for a moment. I need to recollect my energy and thoughts. I'm thinking of doing yoga or meditating. Ha!

Stop making my blog this bitching site where you can rant all day long! I have deleted all those tags and please stop complaining that I have deleted them. That's life! I have read them but I find them very unnecessary in this blog. Thank you.

Hypocrisy is something that everyone should destroy. Thus, we need to destroy the whole school and some of the inhabitants.

And now, I would like to end with a quote made by Ms Brandy 'I-Can't-See-My-Eyebrows'...

I was making a joke to make myself laugh. Don't say nothin' to me. If I'd a shut up talking to you, don't say nothin' to me, 'cause I ain't said nothin' else to you, and you don't know me like that to be sitting up here gettin' an attitude over nothing.

Right... Is that some kind of foreign language or something?

My Finished Exams

God EVERYBODY IS SO HYPOCRITICAL! Can all of you just shut up for once! Anyway I deleted all those tags.

My stinky exams are over and it's so boring at home. I can't eat. Life without food is so boring. Anorexics must have pretty boring lives.

After 10,000 posters and ad campaigns, Singaporeans still don't get it. I was at the bus interchange and I saw this unattended briefcase. I was so shocked and was scared that it might be a bomb or something. And nobody even looked at it. I seriously wanted to call the police, until this stupid businessman came out of nowhere and just picked up the briefcase and boarded the bus. Are you stupid?! What if somebody just snatched your confidential documents. Stupid businessman. He's going to be unsuccessful I can tell you that. BTW if you're blind and haven't been reading the 'DO NOT LEAVE YOUR BELONGINGS UNATTENDED!!!!!!' posters, you're stupid.

My Double Post

Ahh!!! Destress. Check the time I posted this and the time I posted the previous entry. I might be the world's fastest blog-updater.

Well, as I left my school in a submarine to avoid the large mass of hypocrisy, I went to the bus stop and click - there were cliques. Seriously I don't know where I belong to. Sarah's always shouting at people and thinks she's all Brittany when Brittany screams much better than Sarah. I think Sarah batal all her puasa. Or she could be suffering from the-time-of-the-month syndrome. Anyway, Adam is so avoiding the Sham group. I dunno why but he said that he'll feel odd with them. Like, hello? You'll feel odder when Nani and Izzati go to their 2/1 girlfriends. Anyway, STOP SHOUTING AT ME!!! I'm like this walking pressure cooker and I'm about to explode any minute. So don't mess with me or you'll be karate chopped at the thachea and you'll die!!!

Have you ever felt that your life is BORING? I mean, my life is like a weird life-cycle. Wake up at 5 to sahur. If got exams early in the morning, revise. Go to school. Do exams. Come back. Revise. Buka puasa at 7. Revise a bit. Sleep really early. I need some spice in my life, like a letter from Tyra Banks or something. Oh God I feel so unholy, and the day is coming! I mean, isn't it obvious? Earthquake during fasting month. Anyway, I'm going to teraweh when I finish my exams. Must warm-up my legs.

I just realised that in less than one month,

• Exams over (13/10)
• School ends (28/10)
• My birthday (29/10)
• My mother's birthday (29/10)
• Hari Raya Puasa (3/11)

Maybe this is the spice. Oh well, anyway you might be thinking that I'm like this miracle baby because I'm my mother's birthday present, except that the gift box is the womb and the ribbons are the umbilical cord. Well, I'm not. I think I'm going to fail my Chemistry, which means that I won't become a CSI, which means that I'm going to have to be an I don't know what.

Hey Channel 5 is going to show Project Runway, which was nominated for Best Reality Show at the Emmys. It must be better than ANTM because ANTM was NOT even nominated!!! I need a talk with the officials.

My Hypocritical School

Yay tomorrow is the last day of my stinky exams! Hoorah!

Well, I have just realised that our batch is like, really really, conflicting. We could compile a Social Studies book just from our conflicts. It's so stupid. There's betrayal, anger, misery and lust! Well, CAN YOU ALL JUST SHUT UP!!! I know it's just me that wants to tell the whole school to shut up, but still, my opinion counts. That's democracy! Anyways, this school of mine is dripping with so much hypocrisy that even Yao Ming would drown from it. For instance, Mrs Ou-Yang promised us a half-day because we acheived some sort of award I believe. We're still waiting you know... Still waiting... This school thinks that everyone is an Einstein. Well, we're not! We're stupid slow learners. The school set the Chem exam which was 10x harder than the 'O' Level exam. I couldn't finish because I'm friggin slow! Ok?! I write really slowly. Extend the time given to us!!! The school thinks that we should be beating RI. Well, if you really want us to be smart people, then raise the PSLE aggregate level! Don't poke us when we're studying! Don't you think that we're stressed out from Double Maths and Pure Science?! Just leave me alone and let me die!

Wow! All in one paragraph.

My Fourth Day

CLICK HERE

The season's ending and thought that I might post this. Suddenly Brittany is my favourite, only because she screamed at Keenyah. Haha, go my mud-flopping sloth! Tiffany seriously looks like some Ah Beng at the coffeeshop. She needs to hide her tattoos. And for once, Michelle looks really nice instead of that weird platinum blonde bisexual girl. BTW who's that girl lying on the floor. There's something vaguely familiar about this girl. Is she in the competition or something? Poor Kahlen. She looks as short as ever.

Ok, going back to studying Geography by memorising the textbook. Seriously, that's the only thing I could read up. Don't have notes, don't have worksheets, don't have TYS.

My Dry Throat

Yay! There's only Elec Geog, E Maths and Chemistry left for my end-of-years! I'm just so thankful that my dreadful subjects are over. I am so confident for all 3 of the remaining subjects. I hope I get A1 for Chem. CSI wannabes must get A1 or more.

Last night was really weird. I stayed late into the night and didn't check the clock and I was still studying Physics. Then my mother scolded me for staying up late because I had to wake up for sahur at 4:50. Then she said something like, "I don't care if you fail or pass, you did your best!" I think. I cannot believe she just said that! That is so UNTRUE!!! My mother has lied to me all these years and she would force me to study even during the holidays if I fail one of my subjects, especially when my 'O's are right around the corner. So I slept because I didn't have the energy to open my eyes, which needed about 10,000 N to keep open one eye per second.

So I woke up at 4.50 and had to eat food. Because I was so sleepy, I was eating so slowly and by the time I finished half the plate, everyone had finished everything and they were cleaning the table. And I had 10 minutes to eat my food or I'll die. So I quickly ate and drank Milo and guess what? Time is up and I couldn't drink any water. Now my throat is super dry because it didn't get any H2O. Instead it got M1L0. Only 3 more hours...

The Physics exam was really weird. Ms Janice (Chao) was the dictator for the day and she forced all the Sec 3s to rest their heads when they have passed up the answer scripts. It was like Kindergarten all over again. I think that she used to be a kindergarten teacher, but was too fierce.

My Second Day

OK I'm supposed to blog yesterday but I didn't. I slept and woke up at 5 and realised that today got SS and Bio!!! Alas! My two most dreaded subjects have just passed, and along comes my next two subjects - Physics and Malay. Well, I'm really confident about my Malay because I just studied my peribahasa. I'm so scared I might fail Physics. It's all because of my CA test. I failed in one of my tests! So I must brush up.

I cannot believe ANTM 5 is getting worse than ever! Well, I don't mean the show, but the photoshoots are crap! Well, the show's really nice, e.g. this lesbian likes hanging out with this girl and the girl has a crush on the lesbian so the girl thinks that she's turning lesbian! Haha! Well, here are the photos. FYI the girls are supposed to be fashion disasters and Miss Jay is supposed to chase them. Lame.

Bre


Coryn


Diane


Jayla


Kim


Kyle


Lisa


Nicole


Nik


Sarah

Now THESE are the worst photos in the history of America's Next Top Model. Sheesh! Stop poking at Lluvy's Pisces photo. Just look at Lisa! She looks like she's running away from a Social Studies exam!

My stomach is currently waiting for me to drop a piece of meat in it. Grumbles...

Haha! Nelson Mandela was in the SS paper. I'm not trying to be rude or anything, but people who watch ANTM should know who Nelson Mandela is, unlike some black people "cough"Keenyah"cough". And FYI He is not dead.

OOHHHH MYYY GOOODDDD! SHHUUTTTTTT UUUUUUPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!