You got it, baby!

Ahh yes
I am BACK
By special request
And for once
I will not punctuate at all
Just to be different
From all the other fussy super punctuated ones

Today
We had Mock Trial Practise 3
Banguuuunnnn
General laughter
Poorme is my HengTai
More laughter
And I will put up more updates
Pictures
And hopefully videos here next week

Michelle came home last weekend
And got us all chocolate
I got a huge bar that was Creme Brulee flavoured
Thanks
Michelle

We saw Miss Juelle sometime last week
And she already has her baby bump
Awesome

My laptop screen is extremely screwed up
I might be deprived for a few weeks

I cannot wait to start our planning for our Law Carnival
I got some imaginative ideas
Actually
I hope we are allowed to do it large scale
I want to dunk Mr Darmain or something
Baby
Am I allowed to sit at the kissing booth

Mattie got me Wall-E and Eve plushes
So cute
I love them
Thanks

I cannot wait to go on that short holiday with my girls
For a small farewell for Hitakshi and to celebrate the birthday of Ashikin
If you forgot why I am being long winded
I cannot use Ashikins or Hitakshis without an apostrophe

Well just the last thing on my mind
Baby
You're the best thing I could possibly have in my life right now
And I mean it
My family loves you
I love you
My friends love you too I hope
And whatever you do
You will do it great
Because I will be here to make sure you do
Especially if you tell me it is what YOU want
Cannot wait for your tournament either
That weekend is totally booked up for you
And I just want to be with you
ALWAYS

Hugh says ALWAYS is a silly word to begin with
But we are way past the beginning
Though we never have an ending

Life is short
Live it

Literary Night(s).

Gosh, adrenaline rush much!

This morning I followed Adeline back to school.. The very idea of going back to school to see a bunch of juniors that I didn't know (yet) wasn't really very appealing at (that obscene) 6.30am when I had to wake up.

Neither was the fact that I was going to be alone till 8.30am, in my old school (which by now, has kind of become alienating and different).

Still, I dragged myself out of bed and got showered.

NO REGRETS. (Being very technical, that statement is a foreshadowing of good news, by the way.)

I arrive in school, and as usual, strangers like me turn heads. Both of teachers and students. I decide to go to the canteen and try to get something to eat, but I then decide against it because Pn. Sabina walks by me and hugs me and tells me that she's eternally grateful for my turning up.

I grab a seat at the um, place outside the staffroom (which, by the way, seniors, is nicely air-conditioned now)... The name of that area, sadly, evades my memory. Anyway, teachers pass and mumble random things to me. Ms. Azlina didn't forget to mention how 'voluptuous' I've become, leaving me fiddling nervously wondering how sincere she was. (Apparently, quite, because she even told Hitakshi and Mdm. Yong the same thing a bit later while we were all chatting. HILARIOUS.)

At 7.40 the bell rings, and I mention to Pn. Asimah that there are some ELDS girls at the hall. She panics, and persuades me to run over to the hall and get the girls to attend assembly first, before any sort of rehearsal. I do. My first encounter with the girls, rather pleasant I suppose. They LISTENED to me! Must have been that new shirt.. gave me some sort of authority, maybe? (:

I spend the whole of assembly alternating between standing up for Negaraku and Ikrars and sitting down listening to speeches at that area which I can't name now. I'm lucky I brought Calamity Physics with me to flip through again, and surprisingly time flew by me quick enough. I eavesdropped on several Head Prefect election speeches since the names Sarah Palin and (my very handsome) Barack Obama caught my attention. On hindsight, the same girl who mentioned those names became the Head Prefect 09/10 by vote!

At 8.40 I head over to the hall. More girls are coming down, all giving me weird stares, wondering who I am and why I'm there. Someone asks me if i was the D.O. for ELDS back in Form 5. Of course NOT! But I get hugs and some acknowledgment from the Form Fivers, and that kind of warms my heart. I rush some of them into the hall.

Getting a seat for myself, I then head over to talk to some girls, and then give a short speech on the microphone, telling them how I'm a spectator and how they were going to have to convince me to buy tickets. I even frankly said this

"If you guys suck, I'm not buying tickets for nuts."

Anyway, we begin the rehearsal at 9.15am. I'm jotting down notes as well as taking the timing for Pn. Sabina. By then Hitakshi already made it and gave me my morning sustenance - home made brownies! (:

So we're watching, timing, making friends along the way. I give the girls some comments, etc, and then offer some help, tell some jokes. Some girls glare at me for supporting the teachers' comments, but well, it's all in good showmanship!

What was fun though, was offering my help to Jaishree in acting out her fairy part. Pn. Asimah mentioned how she really had trouble fitting into her character, as her 'bippity boppity boo' apparently turned out a big boo-boo instead, last week. She and I head outside the hall and i give her personal fairy training. It was oddly hypocritical, as I simply can NOT remember acting my fairy part back when we had Gardens. Worse, I actually felt like MYSELF when I was being all faerie-like! xD Even after 4 years, my teachers remember me acting as one of the fairies in Midsummer Night's Dream. Even Ashikin does, actually. I'm the only one who conveniently forgot. Must be ZeZhen's fault I despise fairies so much!

After that, Hitakshi and I walked over to the canteen for some food. The food wasn't all that great, but the PRICES.. HEAVEN. I mean, you feed yourself crazy for RM3! There's nasi lemak, a drink, and other titbits. I had that fishballs-on-a-stick I used to eat every day! We met Pn. Zainon, and had a great chat with her. Hitakshi went to steal the Form Sixers' kuih talam.. and to serve her right, it sucked. xD

We then decide to go on our Santa Claus round! Hitakshi baked brownies, right, so we walk around distributing it to our favourite teachers and writing notes, etc. More teachers hold us up for chats, and we repeat ourselves, mostly. Hitakshi then has to leave for that La-la place in KL, somewhere, so I head over back to the hall.

They're done! But I got to model this pretty, funky hairband a girl self-decorated with colourful ribbons. We actually discussed plausible marketing plans for Mosaics2009 merchandise.. and then Pn. Sabina also decides we need a skull mask for Merchant of Venice!

Shopping, baby!

Haha, not so much shopping, more like scouting around for weird stuff. Off Pn. Sabina, Pn. Asimah and I go to Old Town for lunch and looking around in shops for Halloween masks. We settle for something that looks like Bug-Man would have worn in his days.. two of those, in fact. Then I also buy some Apam Balik for myself, which I haven't had in ages, really.. (Funnily enough I left it in Pn. Sabina's car, she called me to let me know just now, although I already realised after coming home.)

Pn. Sabina sends Pn. Asimah and I home, complaining a lot and 'airing her grouses' along the way. It's funny, but it's also very heart-rending when you hear about the life of a teacher. We students used to take for granted that these teachers are paid to adhere to our silly whims. In fact, they're not paid half of what they deserve for all the shit that they get. PEOPLE, LOVE YOUR TEACHERS! And no, noone paid me to say that! LOL!

When I got back home I gave Pn. Sabina my pink butterfly ring and red-bead necklace just in case they need it for the Full Dress Rehearsal and the actual night. (At time of writing, FDR is to begin in 3 minutes. I want to go. :( ) Oh well. 6 hours in my Alma Mater should suffice for today.

Times like these you wish you never left school. Lit Nite was always one of the greatest events of my school years, and I thoroughly miss the acting, practising, marketing, and making friends. This year, the banner is printed to save time and cost, it seems. I beg to differ, actually. Painting the banner was always an integral part of Lit Nite! It was always the bonding, laughing activity. The highlight of the initial preparations. Oh well, we have to give in to technology, I suppose.

Anyway, to do my girls justice..

Literary Night 2009 - Mosaics
Sister Enda Hall, SMK Assunta PJ
7.30pm till late (including A&W supper)
Semi-formal
RM 15 per ticket

See you there, baby!

On another note, I missed you so much, darling! It feels weird not seeing you on a day other than Saturday.. and even weirder that our parents have been so odd lately.
Tomorrow will be awesome-r, right? :)
Love you!

Sweet child of mine.

Don't cry for me, honey.

I'm here for you.

I love you!

You're the only one worth my while.

It's about time I said something.

All my life, I've vented out how I feel.

And I don't know why I felt like I could've just sit here and take it,
apparently I was wrong!



My 'friends'. I won't mention who, but after reading this, you should know for yourself.
I know, maybe it's my fault that we've hardly seen each other and all that, but really, it isn't fair that I have to be the one to do reunions and stuff. And I know, college and university has caused all of us to move on, find new friends, but who the hell said you're supposed to just DUMP old ones and forget them? All of us are guilty at this, I'm not pointing fingers, but seriously, coming to me only when you need help and forgetting my birthday or a present and such is REALLY annoying. If you don't want to remain friends, it's easier to say it. I'm sure people like you will move on quickly enough and find new people to help you with your stupid work. I am NOT your slave in ANY way whatsoever, and I refuse to be. Screw you.

Ugh, SASA-rians, it seems. I HATE that title. If you guys want to have a 'SASA' dinner, PUH-LEASE, at least PRETEND that you've invited most of us! Stupid people only invited a handful of yourselves and then call it a SASA dinner, although most of you were the Council which everyone else boycotted, hence only ONE table at your silly dinner. Geez. Stupids.

Stupid internet fakes. GET LIVES. For the sake of the bloody Internet! Or freaking stay OFF it, and leave my friends and our blogs ALONE. Freaks.






Some of you have truly stuck with me by my side. I won't mention any names, but you guys will have special places in my heart always because I know I have one in yours too! Never fail to cheer me up or be with me when I need you people, and you always try to be a notch better than some low-lifes I know.

THANK YOU!
And stay so lovable!

Just some sort of rambling, disorganised mess.

I finished reading Special Topics In Calamity Physics today. I loved the book! It was a very long-winded one, I must say, but brilliant.

Marisha Pessl, you are awesome, and fucking bright!
To anyone who has a few days to spare and nothing important to do, you can either borrow this book off me or get it cheap at the Big Bookstore. It's GOOD. Keeps you thinking. And you learn a LOT.
(Fortunately, I read Simon Cox's A to Z of Ancient Egypt, The Tempest, Heart of Darkness, and Things Fall Apart before reading this book. She makes references like a hungry cow chewing cud!)

The book did get me thinking.

Life as it is, relatively boring. I've never had random make-outs, or planned to disappear suddenly and take on an alias somewhere else, marry, and then disappear again. I've never met my own Andreo Verduga, showing up hot, but bloody on my doorstep. My dad never woke me up in the morning shouting a new word for me to learn (in fact this morning he walked in saying 'Nasi Lemak Time' like once every other week).

What's life without some thrill?

My father never dated June Bugs, my mum didn't commit suicide because her husband was cheating on her, noone ever said kissing me was like kissing TUNA, or sardines. My arms are not too white and skinny, I have siblings, and a darling to really love and talk to, and my teachers don't walk into my house destroying my dead mum's butterfly collection because my dad dumped them.

Maybe life ISN'T too bad without fictional action after all.





God, I need to stop being so fickle!

Just called McDonald's to change my order, or add to it, rather.

There IS one thing I can't change my mind about though,
how so very hot and tingly YOU make me feel. (:

Ahh, yes, the big Eighteen.

It's amazing how weird and confusing it feels to finally be.. 18.

I hated the thought of it in the morning!
I am NOT, I am NOT, I am NOT a child anymore.
Yay?

WHAAAAAAA. I LIKED being a baby!
I could have my way!

Now I have to be more independent, less gossipy, actually INTELLIGENT, polite, caring, responsible, etc etc.. BORING STUFF!

And my Sunday began HORRIBLY.

New pianist.

Didn't know HOW to play for mass or WITH the rest of the choir. And he was oblivious to the sharps on F and C written on his psalter copy.

SIGH.

But things got WAY better after going shopping!! Dorothy Perkins at 20% off has a MIRACULOUS curing effect. We spent close to one-grand at One Utama in the afternoon.


WOOT!

Then at dinner time, at Nando's... I had like, this awesome chicken dinner which I was craving for ages.
After that, Adeline gives me my birthday present.

I was crying in front of Xixili.

And I couldn't stop thinking how good it is to receive when you've been giving all this time!

I got home and Alithea gave me her present too. Dad gave me some cash.

Earlier in the evening, Hitakshi actually came over to give me my presents!

Also, earlier at Sunday School, Alex gave me a dozen Krispy Kremes.. :D yay!


























I LOVE YOU PEOPLE SO MUCH, I'D HAVE DIED WITHOUT YOU, I SWEAR!

Oh and Carolyn, I don't care what who says. Your handmade cards are the best!! (:
All in all it was a good day. Most of the people I love remembered my birthday!

Thank you for all those who made my day and week before this extra special.

(I'm such a material girl.)

25th June. Etched.

Yes, in my heart forever.

I woke up, burning.

I wanted to see her really badly!

But I had to wait till after lunch, so I decided to occupy myself with weird things.

She came early!

She brought all her stuff, her clothes and whatnot.

So 'cited!

We had lunch.

And then we got to know each other. Better, anyway.

It was like a fantasy come true.

She's awesome.

In more than one way.

And I had first-hand experience.

We managed to pass 4 hours away in a blink of an eye.

An extremely pleasant experience!

Then came panic time.

But she took care of me quietly and patiently.

She did forget to tell me that you can't touch wax after you spray it on, though.

Oh well, all is forgiven. :D

This post is dedicated to my personal hair-stylist. I think she's gorgeous!

More posts on Prom soon!