the no 23

today i remembered my girlfriends.
and feel that i deserve a little prize besides their already Amazing friendship.

yeah that is fern behind us. sha's deli. get it get it !!?

today,i studied.

roll eyes.like thats something so important i should blog about.ive really been blogging too much.someone should punish me,skin me alive for blogging too much.

today,i went to college.

hey! and thats really something because we're on study leave and u dont go to college unless ur commited,hardworking,dedicated... or have nothing else better to do.either way.i woke up before the sun did,for this.

today,cj was a dickhead.

not that he wasnt yesterday and wont be tomorrow.i feel particularly conscious blogging about calvin(who doesnt understand why we should be learning about plants having 'sex'),even though i know hes incapable of hurting me.hes too much of a sweet,good friend to do so.and now i feel bad for taking advantage of his friendliness.humbug its my blog anyway.humbug no 2 im not making sense agn.

today,is a monday

i blog while having the monday blues.mondays Suck cock.scootch over and let me nibble on your ear!

today,ive a very important accouncement : edward has started to read my blog.

applause!he said something about a proxy,i stopped him before he further confused me with his knowledge of technological stuff.bt its cool,my beau hasnt read my blog in a long long long time.not that reading my blog is something ultra special,its just .. nice to know that he does..will..might..

today,i had these lines,from jason mraz's song ,constantly repeating themselves,in my head -

im lucky im in love with my best friend

lucky to have been where I have been

lucky to be coming home again

its annoying.well the lyrics are sweet,bt its annoying because im tone deaf so i cant sing it out.and its just three lines again and again.why do we get songs stuck in our heads? i read it in a reader's digest article once,now i cant remember the answer. bugger.

compare this pic with the similar one on the last post

today,i posted yet Another,useless blog post

oh bt yesterday,i watched gilmore girls,as how i do every day and i have to say,this particular scene made me laugh so much.

Lorelai: I thought cafe au lait was Spanish

Chris: No it's French for coffee and milk, leit is milk

Lorelai: Really? I thought it was cafe ole! Like 'coffee, alright!' *thumbs up*

lunch

today i went to sakae sushi with my friends.
thats a fucking boring start.
bt i had a freaking good time with them.


fern,the camwhore ate boon guan! four boon guans!

and this girl told stories

sha loves theleven11

iambored

i just spent thirty ringgit (yes,creditless again.whine whine.) complaining to edward about how bored i am and how i wish i was logan hutzberger's gf so that i could go to so many places and ride in a porche and get a hermes bag for no special occasion and live in his wonderful penthouse ,then i complained about how he should repent for picking up only after my four other calls,by worshiping me,bowing down before me a hundred and eighty times and immersing himself in holy water.

okay i shant blog about my boyfriend anymore.i cant stand reading blogs where the girl goes on about how her boyfriend is this this this and bought this this this and hes so sweet sweet sweet like sugar sugar sugar..so i wont be a hypocrite.
i shall blog about stripes.ching hates stripes.and she hates polka dots.today i found something ching wrote for me when we were in form two.it was during that study smart talk we had.ching and i sat right in front.haha.
i hate not gng to college.hate it with such passion.im stuck at home with everything to distract me,and every day seems so long and boring and im bothered and sleepy by afternoon.mother said i should study theology then start a religious cult of my own.and you thought ur mom was mad. everyone should google david sutcliffe because hes good looking and the name Christopher suits him better.

Where the streets have no name!!

bananas drive me bananas

Initially,i Refused to be tagged,refused to participate in another one of maria amani's trivial and insane concerns.
bt she was my great sensei and i was suspecting that if i kept on going "no!" shed eventually say something like "Sha!who was the one who taught u what a flasher was when u were twelve,huh!? the fbdfil? who gave u the cloroxgirl and nerdslut titles?! " since she was already mentioning something about how i didnt reply her sms' early this year.so Fine.amani,i know ur reading this and ur grinning because u Enjoy the fact that u got ur way,dont u.and now everyone else who reads this post will go "aah.that amani girl,so brilliant with her ideas". ngrh.
bt guess what,i have actually,Succeeded in camwhoring eating a fruit which resembles the male anatomy..without it seeming so wrong.

this too for amani.i was supposed to seem like im enjoying the banana..bt it was hard taking a picture that would make it look somewhat erect.

i hate using the word hard and erect when theres a banana involved!!

see and im supposed to look like a monkey here..

the last bite

and the job is done.

ach.job? gee,no pun intended guys.really.

its 2.23 am in the morning,and im awake,wondering how come people can blog Sense,while I,cant.
i mean my language skills cant be so horrifyingly bad,till it leaves me somewhat disabled to write out logical,deep thoughts;opinions that the world,or whoever that may come across my blog,might read and agree and then be inspired.things like self esteem and confidence,love and sex,impermanence and beauty,life and death,faith and hope.
instead,i rant.i ramble.i go on and on about shit.unimportant facts which have nothing to do with anything else except..well most of the time,myself.
selfish selfish sha,when will u ever learn to show more intense emotions about world events,or social happenings or the human mind? not random what nots.
this random thought,about how and why i can only blog about random thoughts is probably still something very random.
cloroxinate me,cocksucker.i like that phrase now.because noone knows what it actually means.wtv it is,sounds enthusiastic and vulgar enough to be 'very sha'.and that too,nobody understands.
i rock and creating confusion.maybe im somehow strangely related to confuscious.
see,rants Again.what do u call rants in chinese? add that as my middle name,honey.

hope is a waking dream.

love is a battlefield

edward is far away.

my best friend.my nicotine.my boyfriend.my partner in crime.my everything.my worst enemy.my heartbreaker.my source of joy.my phone buddy.my confidant.my total opposite.my comforter.

through ups and downs..fluctuations of love and hate..reverberations of bliss and sadness..

hes mine.

love love love love love!

(exams always do this to u,make u Think too much and be excessively emo)

deep dark purple.

"im a big boy now"*takes sip of margarita*"..and apparently,its not very fun.little boys get sweet stuff!"

ben is eighteen!

remember that little boy with the squeeky-like voice who danced with that flat annoying little girl in form one?those two who kept arguing because they didnt want to hold hands with each other?

well they grew up.

ben has been there for me.when i was emo,annoyed,bored.hes just been a phone call away and tolerates my ranting and my sucky foosball skills,or hwever it is that piteous game is spelt.hes also that geeky looking freak most girls would think rather good looking,bt i roll my eyes,stick my tongue out at them because they dont know ben as well as i do.ben has always had his unforgettable weird and hilarious ways in which he'l forever stick to.this being a good thing.one day hes gng to get married to a leggy c cup blonde and name their daughter after me.

:)

a post on the infamous cloroxgirl blog,dedicated to my best friend.whos now,nearly two years older than i am(winch) and legal to smoke,drink,get married and have sex. i love you ben.you rock harder than rocks.

the hamster's name is tomato

sha has been studying.her exams are next week and she really feels like pulling out all her hair but shes afraid that she might lose all her friends after that,as well

theres really quite a contrast.i mean we're both sitting for exams
bt even if she fails her kemahiran hidup,the universities wouldnt care.
when she applies for jobs,the man in the leather chair (the type with wheels u can twirl around in) wont question her about it
it will in no way,affect her reputation.
her life is So carefree.bt she doesnt even know it.

brian and keshminder who arent the sort who appreciates literature.
they tried reading what i had with me -translations,brian friel.it was so fucking funny.
calvin (the dickhead honest gay friend of mine) videoed them bt we were in the library so u cant hear much.

my eye candy!!

music is what feelings sound like

theres ching,and her coloured pens,and her coloured highlighters (mind you,she took the pictures shown above) in college bt im missing the nine other girls i used to spend five times a week with.

i tend to mention this too many times.bt its like chemistry.the stronger the bond,the more difficult it is to break.for us,im betting its impossible for it to break.

there,jee wen,ive blogged ! i still want to see u use the nasal inhaler..-ish thing u brought today.it might provide me with a good five seconds or so,of entertainment.im dying,completely dried out of any sort of entertainment.ive got to study sexual reproduction in awhile.in f3,when mdmbala started teaching us the science of sex,i remember the litle muffled giggles and that bit of excitement before the lesson started.sex is beautiful.a sacred union.

bt im really not bothered about all the hormones involved anymore.those scientists are blady kepo.i wonder how they find out such things.and why they Must give such long names.i mean geee..why not bill,tom,harry,susy,mary.i love words,bt when it comes to scientific terms,im fucking it.notonecta glauca? its an embarassment to alphabets.

congratulations,my fern got the jpa scholarship!!

edward has stolen my heart.that makes him a thief. s2

2yrs5months3days-sha loves edward loves sha

-tolerate the corniness.

;D

ive always believed that home is where the heart is.i love home.i love kl.i love how i can just lepak and not worry about packing and repacking,dont have to worry about layers of jackets and stockings because it never gets cold.i love being at home with my family,where i have everything,familiar,comfortable and cozy.
bt after watching gilmore girls (sanjay's fault for his constant chatter about it last yr during lit class) and thinking about which uni to apply to..u know what? im getting old.
and before my youth dries up,i want to travel.
eh fuckers i Know sha is a total bimbo bt she Can live far from the ritz and superior priveldges.maybe id grumble and whine and winch when im having a huge backpack strapped behind me all the time.but maybe im also supposed to annoy the whole group im going with,for them to practice tolerance and giving a helping hand.see,my useless self can be quite..useful,in odd ways.well wtv it is,i want to see the world.
gosh,did that come from some corny crap movie?
its true.i want to see all that edward has seen (and trust me,if ur a msian rich enough to hve seen beer being served at mcd,uve seen a lot) and More..with good,fun company.
enough of my usual rants,i should start studying now.i kinda actually wanted to mention a bit about Kit Yoong,bt i guess just typing out her name would do for now.

sharing tuna

7.30pm- in a jam

8.20 pm- still in a jam

the three of them,who waited for the three of us

shen doesnt camwhore

more pics of the ultra noisy mamak-ers on ching's facebook


because we enjoy insanity

ptm is on monday,and my exams are in twenty days.
netball-people went out today.legs ache.i used to have a strange fascination about trains,like the lrt and all tht.now its the most usual and boring thing evr invented.
i want to go to india.
i love theleven like crazy.im not just saying tht.i remember in f2,there was the whole -14- thing,and i did love them,i still do love most of them.bt with theleven,its different.we're close.and we know so much about each other.no backstabbing.no secrets (or at least,none which are of much importance anyway)
no offence meant,and oops,for being too frank and bringing back those naive young days.
i am sleepy.bt its not even ten at night.ive got a sore throat and had to have soupandrice for dinner.mei had mashed potatoes.i love mashed potatoes.with ketchup.
my loser is such a loser and will be at camp with other losers after his exams.bother,which means i wont hear from him and have to stop myself frm being at all worried or paranoid tht hes not okay,over there.over there,hes always over there.so far away-over there.and im not gng to jadi emo and start ranting on about how its completely pointles and painful and all tht,because im Not an emo sort of person (contrary to what a lot of ppl might think) at all.sides i should be studying anyway.should be.i havent even started.i opened my books and set out my pens neatly..then took a nap for an hour.i guess its not very nice having ur best friend,not being able to be there for u whenever u want him to,because you can buy more than a meal with a ten minute call,and it takes 8 hours to fly there.ach bt wtv it is,hes still my loser.
winch.am i being too corny.ive never been too fond of corn.