facebook-inspired

wanna know something?

i shower naked (:

what shower naked

shower dont naked one meh

LOL

urrr i forgot liao LOL.

yealah..

i very naughty rite?

lol

nan dao u wear clothes and shower ah

lol i try before lo..

coz tat time i shun bian wash clothes.. ==

-,-

and now wats wrong with showering nakedly

but to tell u the truth

( i like telling the truth )

i shower naked

(:

its naughtyyyy

I DONT UNDERSTAND

lol

shower of course take off all the clothes lah !

u go tell a random friend now la..

or are u saying something else ==

DONT WANT !

u tell them

dont play me ah

"i got something to tell u"

hhmmm

"i shower naked"

"i very naughty rite?"

LOL

go go go go go

_%_13XxxxXxxxX_

dont want

LOL

O_O

SAMPAT DAO SI

dont swear >< class="Apple-style-span" color="#FF99FF">I TYPED WRONGLY

LOL

to punish you..

u go say the shower thing to one of ur friend

LOL

i juz wanna see their reaction

ok ok

EIII GO SMS MISS ONG NOW

like just one line..

"i got something to tell u"

WHY IS THAT SO FUN

LOL

I FIND IT REALLY STUPID

LOL

==

⁞ ⁞ says:

*i got something to tell you

£« says:

*hmm

⁞ ⁞ says:

*i shower naked

*i very naughty right

£« says:

*err...

*dun ppl shower naked

LOL

haiyoh..

u must say the 'naughty' part also

if not, then not complete

I SAID LAH

LOL

LOL!!!!!

u say to wrong person d

then what now ==

LOL

SHE IS FINE

SHE WAS CHATTING WITH ME

ANYWAY

SHE IS VERY SERIOUS

£« says:

*err...

*dun ppl shower naked

*unless u're saying that after shower until now, you're still naked

*walking around the room

*with the webcam on

*then okay, u are notti

*Lolz

*but still, go and get dressed up larh. later gan mao and got sick tak bagus

now is her serious hour

omg now she talking theory with you ar

O_O

LOL!!!

WEBCAM

SHE IS LIKE THAT ONE

LOL

TELL ANOTHER ONE LA

U CHOOSE WRONG PERSON D

LOL

WHY U PLAY ME !

WHO SHOULD I TELL ==

WAT LA

U FIND ONE U CAN SAMPAT WITH ONE

U TELL ME NOW WHAT TIME LIAO

HOW MANY PPL CAN BE LIKE ME AND YOU

SAMPAT AT THIS HO0UR !

U TELL ME WHAT IS UR OBJECTIVE FIRST DAI LOU

LOL

MY OBJECTIVE

IS TO TELL U I SHOWER NAKED

ITS VERY NAUGHTY

WHY IS IT NAUGHTY !

COZ ITS NAKED

lol

DO U SHOWER NAKED?

of course

good, ur naughty too

lol

wu liao

LOL

I VERY HAPPY AH

i can imagine saying this in front of your face and ur response

VERY FUNNY HOR

HMM

YESSSSSS

:D

this is disgusting

Everyone has expectations, and mine wasn’t met. 8A+, 1A, 2A-, 1B+, 1B. Even my family doesn’t find my results appealing, at all. I mean, it looks UGLY, seriously. I’m not contented with what I have, because I knew I could do way much better. People have their levels of anticipation, and mine just really sucked.

Reality sucks. I devoted more, but then, reality sucks. Seriously.

Congrats to people who are happy with their results.

And I’m really sorry, Ru Jun for flying kite. HAPPY BIRTHDAY! (;

cutting off details

A BIG HAND to a product called BIG FOOT – apparently suspected of long worsening due to unknown expired date. I’m dehydrated orally as well as the other side of the world. Not fun at all, looking at the fact that fluids come out like running water. Start imagining it – I am never touching the vending machine, again.

I am under 6 different medications. The nearing of tests and the SPM results day isn’t doing much help either. I feel drugged in anyway possible way you can think of. I – am – highly – delusional – it’s deadly.

My current emotions implied as codename: flowerpot. It’s just a nickname I give it since I couldn’t really put words to describe it. And no, it’s not something that’s nice.

Like my poor anus. My room’s like my anus.

O—KAYYYY…

clasping

For each ambulance I hear or see, I pray – it’s one of those things. In that moment, as the ambulance beats the traffic light, as cars submissively move out of the way, I'm rooting for you. I don't know anything about you, whether you’re more of a bad person than a good person. Just for that instant I pray and wish with all my heart that my prayer is worth something.

doo wah doo

You can official stop cursing me now.

Yours truly is now the vice president for Leo Club. Wee~ Though the first intention was to get the higher post. *akhem* People has their ways and I live up to my principles and don’t suck up.

Sidenote to that, I was pretty amazed by myself on how I delivered my speech. Many people said they voted for me for the President post, and I believe them. I BELIEVE MY FRIENDS, OKAY. But then results were otherwise, and the BOD were the ones counting the votes. You and I know what happened. Typical band scenario, again. I’m retiring from all the drama, even if I have to use that word.

I love it when my rivals look and seem afraid of me. It feels fuzzily delirious. I know, I have a weird sense of entertainment. Let's just say I'm unique.

After tomorrow, I consider myself out of lease from all the activities, at least just for now. I have 3 tests next week. (I randomly put in a number, but there are in fact a lot of tests coming up next week.) I’ve been VERY, if not slightly, delusional and it’s not getting better at all. I sleep during classes. These are no signs of stress, these are signs that I need a vacation. I really miss my high schoolmates and I never get tired of saying that.

“The best example of leadership is leadership by example. Standing in from of you is one. I’m Yuee Sun, ready to serve you.”

It’s just not the same. Not the same funny moments during lab periods; never the same verses spoken everyday. People wear masks around, and it’s for me to implant bionic eyes to see through them.

AGENT 003.

Yuee SUN. Get it?

Wtf.

the good days are gone

There’s only one darn reason why I don’t feel like my blog has aged much since my last post: I was really preoccupied with events and homework by lovely teachers of TCSH. I’m currently in 4 clubs. And I got shortlisted for the President post for Leo Club. Yours truly have gotta give a ‘convincing’ speech tomorrow so wish me best of luck, or on the contrary, break my leg.

This week, we’ll be having Orchid Day, of which TCSJ students would know. Anyway, the clubs are really sucking up my time, but at least I feel like my time are well-spent doing useful things instead of Mousehunt or Mafia Wars (Jian Kai, I see you.).

LEGALISE PROSTITUTION – this is something I really need advice from a professional, Miss Louise Tan on this. She wants to be a slut you see. (Nope, I didn’t just say that.)

Nolah, just this debate topic I have. (: Louise is perfectly slutty pristine in nature and would never go into prostitution unless it’s legalized, lah.

All of a sudden, college felt like a popularity race, that is if you’re running for a post. My rival is really sucking it up – a typical band scenario in those days. But nonetheless, you should believe that you’re good friend over here as the much needed support from you, good friend over there. WEE~

(Stop cursing me now.)

i am here

The title doesn't make sense. But, it makes sense.

Today for the first time in a long time I felt sad, that I have not been writing the way I used to. The truth is I'm scared I don't know how to anymore, that it will take more time than it should; that it would take more out of me than there is in me to present. The fact is there is no excuse, that it's absurd how these things come about, that time overtakes us quicker and more uncongenially than we desire.

I read words I used in the past and they feel alien, as if they no longer belong to me, and they really don't, because that's the beauty: no one's words are really one's own. The very first thing I remember really wanting to do and thinking that I could actually do was write, but it's been a long time since then, it's been a long time since it's been put away in an imaginary box labeled 'parts of me that used to be'. I have since picked up the bad, bad habit of using too many run-on sentences.

This is all thanks to inexistent English classes, at least in my course. I don’t even think I’ll pass the assignment for Ed Board.

These few days have been trying. Some feelings fill you up, they stay rooted to you and never really let you go. You never grow out of them, and there is only perturbed co-existence. It's hard to think that after all this while these feelings still threaten to explode. I am weak and mad and self-destructive and vaguely delusional. I tell myself I must be better, but then I cannot decide what being better really means. It is much easier to hate than to love. I try everyday. I try despite the fact that parts of me scream otherwise; these parts recognize that my aspiration to be loved unreservedly is irrational.

I am envious of people, whose parents think the world of them, but at the same time I admit that it is too much to ask for; I accept that I play by different rules, that love is more of a battle than a gift. But it still hurts all the same. I have since given up trying to decide if feeling this sort of pain is an indication of strength, or the absence of it.

This also applies to the fact that I want to be smart. You know, I have to try and be the best if not the best. It’s part of life. You want to succeed too, kan?

I think I will go out and get my tattoo this week.

Last week I learnt that despite all that I am, some people have found their way to me and decided not to go away. And for this I am truly blessed.

P.S.: I don't understand why or how you can still sit with me. Or let me rephrase it. I don’t understand why or how I can still sit with you.

happy V day!

I know, you can't agree less how awesome my drawings are.

It's Valentine's Day - numbs my mind.

I’d rather have a vlog than a blog.

ah, february

Soon enough, I'll get use to writing '2010'.

P.S. I still have problem spelling 'February'.

snoop dog

I heard that CHS is banning dancing around the school compound. (Okay, banning is a little too accentuated.)

Sounds like something from the old ages.

pictures say a thousand words

From that, you'll know that:

1. Mei Yih is listening to a remix of how awesome I am.
2. I'm obsessed with Facebook.
3. I have lyrical supplies for almost every song.
4. I'm sociable since I don't block anyone.
5. I use the 'Graph' application to do my Maths homework. (Let's be discrete about this.)
6. I have a widescreen monitor.
7. I do illegal downloading.

And another 940 words.

imma be

Anymore General Maths and I'll look like Willy Wonka.

*takes binoculars and stuffs eye*