there's a mosquito living in my room!


thanks to it, i had a hard time falling asleep. buzzing. toss. scratching. turn. a sane person would get up, get a can of sheltox and eliminate the bloody sucker with a whiff of that spray. me? no, i lay there covered with my blanket from head to toe hoping that the little twit won't get to me.


say bye-bye to my premature ponytail!


look it's so tiny!


..cause it ain't be there once the trip to my hairdresser materialises.


perish you, load-on-my-head-that's-making-it-feel-heavy-as-it-is!


my bro just when on a farting spree. that's my life.

i think i'm beginning to get addicted to playstation. it's so much fun! and way better than wasting time watching tv! might pick it up one day. real tennis, that is. at last. after all the procrastination. i'm asking my dad to train me. yeah.

if me and my cats could communicate verbally one day.. vice-versa, that is. currently, it's just me talking while they either give me the do-i-look-like-i-care look or just speak in cat language which i normally misinterpret. ahh.. the demerits of poor communication!

drop dead.

you're wasting time on earth.

breathe hypocritical ideology,

you can't even practice.

i thought you were special..


i thought you should know..

the person that you are today was carved by your parents. they shape us to be the individuals that we are now. their guidance, the key factor in moulding us. basically, we are the products of our parents parenting skills. if they suck in it, prolly we'll be one of those bitter kids. the kind that blames everyone except themselves if anything goes wrong. as for those who underwent a 'smooth' upbringing.. emphasis on the word smooth. cause seriously, there's no such thing as perfection. flawlessness always exist. well, those kids who have thus far live a decent life thanks to their parents, will eventually turn out fine.

indeed, parents are in fact the hands that make us the person we are today. they influences plays a major role in forming us. however, a main fraction of our outcome is due to our own choices. the decisions that we make. our personal opinions. all based on our own judgement. then who is the be blame if a child goes awry? the parents or the individual?

maybe they should have the idiot's guide to parenting?

a year of advanced birthday wishes, celebrations and presents for me!

it wasn't all rosy..

12/10
it's so much harder to band the family together now. 5 of us are basically leading our seperate lives. busy with our own stuff. school. exams. work. so darn frustrating to come up with a plan when everyone is committed to something else. it's my birthday dinner! it matters so much to me.. i know its lame. but i think it is. period. imagine the chaos prior to the dinner. everyone was not free at the time stated. mum nagging. bro getting all heated up. me? it gets to the point where i've had enough. i didn't care where we eat. hell. i don't give two hoots even if we eat at the bloody roadside eating prata! i just want all of us together..

typically, we managed to resolve our differences and everyone was outside orchard 24 hours swensen at 10pm waiting in line for our table. that's my family. we could squabble till there's no tomorrow and yet somehow it'll all come together in the end. this year, we had late night supper at swensen. it was delicious! i had with me the most important people in my life. and that's what matters most.

13/10
went all the way to railway station to get my favourite chapati! as usual, i was weary bringing my friends over to that place. not many like the location. can't blame em. me? i don't give a damn how shoddy the place looks as long as i have my chapati! haha.. glad that there's a few that shares similar sentiments regarding my chapati. i love my chapati! again, i shall highlight the fact that i need to marry and indian boy. not kidding. i love indian food. too much.

we then went to bugis to walk around before deciding to settle in a cafe restaurant thingy that has tv screens all over the place. had my shirley temple. which was disappointing. still prefer the one at jb. chatted for a while. then walked around. in the end, we took photos which didn't turn out as we plan. but heck. i had fun! especially with my friends as company. thank you guys. although i had to admit that i was getting irritated that the planning process was rather haphazard. yet the end product was a delight. i had 7 goons to share it with. thanks guys.

and for my shameless plug-in. at the same time, acknowledging those people who had given me something for my birthday. shall include what they gave me so as to prevent any form of repetitive presents. argh! i love presents! more coming?


3 more days to go. my birthday is on the 17th october. so, don't forget!

where is the level of seriousness when need be so? triviality, it seems, a form of tension reliever. but there's a clear line distinguishing the serious and trivial. for example, you can't take death lightly. yes, you may choose to smile reflecting back yet dere were tears to begin with. trivialising things in dire conditions may lad to 2 things. 1. easing the tension that's brewing 2. giving the impression that the situation bears no significance. solemnity, i presume, offers the acy of respect which is needed in times like this.


at different ages, you have different worries. i might worry for my upcoming a level exams while my young nephew worries what game is he going to play next. each individual has a different set of worries. its a wonder how we all can co-exist yet have different kinds of worries bugging us. we might band together as one and act like nothing is wrong despite knowing that at the end of the day.. when we return to our homes and in our solitude, we suffer it all alone.


it never cease to amaze me how emotions are so alike a rollercoaster ride. the highs and lows. the anticipation of not knowing what to feel until you experience it. it being anything. ranging from getting exceptional marks for a paper and feeling triumphant about it today and getting verbally attack by your teacher for giving a 'stupid question' quote unquote on the next day feeling like shit. i loathe it. but at the same time.. i like the lasting feel that it leaves when you reminisce.

seriously, i might sound mushy and melodramatic to you guys but that's how i feel. i didn't want it to stop. it was splendid. i want to do it all over again. when?

you know how you get all jittery and the nerves sorta kicks in just as you anticipate something exciting to occur. something you've been looking forward to. and you've waited for ages for it to happen. and when it does, feels like it was worth the wait. every minute of the delay. it doesn't matter anymore cause you got what you wanted. but, who is ever satisfied with getting what they want? duh. of course they want more than that. right?

imagine all the paranoia i went through. the countless reassurance from my victims of assertions. thank you guys for putting up with me. you know who you are. needless to say, i am very insecure about such stuff and need constant affirmation. so now you know! blame it on uncertainties. hehe..

i pictured it being all awkward like ordinary first time encounters.. but we hit it off right from the start. it helps having had communication prior to this meeting. we already established that comfort zone. the ice had been broken people. i was soo comfortable being with him, it felt amazing. shall exclude the details in case they're puke-worthy.

it's been a long time.. and it felt.. i can't pick a word to describe it actually. maybe the silly grin on my face can help explain things. cause i can't really say. truly.