Monday, April 30 / 4:11 PM
May day
I wonder if poop can blast out of cannons like cannon balls. I would skip over and gladly pin my english paper onto a target board and blast never ending shit balls at it. Today was the epitome of fking carelessness.
Bong says 'noob baby band Trella losing its virginity to the stage at Dxo' but Gwen thinks you guys were the awesomeness of the most awesome band there that day. Bong also says ' few horrible catastrophies we call 'songs' but Gwen thinks the songs are wonderful but Zac voice also get drowned out by the pro-ness of you other people. Wait, i'm really not exaggerating. But who am i to say! I'm not musically inclined anyway.
I thank Lynn for her never ending smiles because i really need them now. (AND I DONT HAVE IT) (but nvm)
Oh Huina! I can't get over that fact, dont talk to me about money. Omgzxzxzxzxx.
Sunday, April 29 / 10:04 PM
My favourites. Haha you guys are awesome la, joey you smiled bitch. Hahaahahaah. Yes when's the next one?
Sunday, April 22 / 8:31 PM
Sunday always comes too late.
I would rather be trapped in a collapsed building than sit for my Chinese exams next week. Next Saturday's going to be taken up by the gigs so its one day less for studying. The exams are suddenly so close, time for cramming.
Saturday, April 21 / 9:20 AM
Good morning, it feels like Sunday. And its only 9.20am.
Pretend you think you've got insomia because you fell asleep at only 6. You were lying in bed since 2 with the radio blasting in your ears. And if you couldn't sleep, it must be because of the radio, or because the room is too still. Like the quiet waters of a lagoon. Besides the occasional grinding of teeth from your sister. It's like you're almost dead you know? Then the familiar song of Lifehouse starts sounding in your ear telling you its already a new day. You picked it up only to hear another sleepy voice on the other end. The feeling is madness because you realise that you can't sleep no matter how much you want to.
Friday, April 20 / 11:01 PM
I look like a guy and Alethea looks much better.
If I had alot of money on Wednesday,
I would buy all the Sidney Sheldon books from that shop,
An airplane ticket to Rome's Vatican City,
Wallpapers,
A dog,
Pay for my mom's "I'm Not Afraid of Dogs" psychology classes.
Another leather sneakers,
A nice wall clock from XZOT,
The bloody expensive cardigan from Muji (which i found an alternative for),
A new set of rollerblades,
All the notebooks in Prints and Paperchase,
A bus and a camera,
For Darren an alarm clock.
Oh and a packet of thickskin removal pills for uly.
Tuesday, April 17 / 7:38 PM
Got it from Marisse's blog who got it from Leeyah, I don't know who.A.) 3 names you go by: gwennie, quek, serena
B.) 3 screen names you've had: ggwennie, gwen (if its valid), to be honest, I can hardly remember.
C.) 3 physical things you like about yourself: Now this is tough, lets see. My ears! Haha. My arms. Uhm, eyes.
D.) 3 physical things you don’t like about yourself: Tummy, fingernails, feet.
E.) 3 things that scare you: Roaches (Always), people that are too cool for me, darkness.
F.) 3 of your everyday essentials: food, money, people.
G.) 3 of your favorite musical artists as of now: The Cure, The Killers, Lilly Allen.
H.) 3 of your favorite songs: Mr Brightside, Friday I'm in Love, White Houses.
I.) 3 things you want in a relationship: trust, care, small surprises.
J.) 3 physical things that appeal to you in the opposite sex: Voice (weird huh), hands (another weird one), the smile.
K.) 3 of your favorite hobbies: Reading, day dreaming (if its ever counted), observing people.
L.) 3 things you want really badly now: Get my amath problems solved, my parrots to shut up, my sister home.
M.) 3 careers you are considering/have considered: Vet (big dream), tv producer (had it on Oscar today), biochemist.
N.) 3 places you want to go on vacation: Venice, Switzerland(again), Rome.
O.) 3 things you want to do before you die: Visit all of the above, take a spaceship to outerspace, witness a miracle.
P.) 3 ways that you are stereotypically a boy: The way I sit, not minding being dirty (depends on that moment) and how I prefer going to NS than giving birth.
Q.) 3 ways that you are stereotypically a girl: How badly I feel like shopping (forever), image conscious? Bitch.
R.) 3 things you love: Family, friends, bolster :D I've got a letter I would like to send. It's lacking strings of words with punctuation at the ends. But,
should I trust this dialect to convey the right effect? I've got some things I'd like to set in pen.
I would have used a pencil, but lead's just not permanent. Should I trust my printers ink to express the things I think? This envelope will represent my heart. I'll seal it, send it off, and wish it luck with it's depart. This stamp will be every action that carry my affection across the air, and land, and sea. Should I trust the postage due? To deliver my heart to you.
And I know I shouldn't grumble because thats just the way the cookie crumbles.
Sunday, April 15 / 8:57 PM
You scumbag motherfucking asshole shit for brains you should be shot. You are an ignorant fucktard. Stupid no life. Haha. Nothing better to do and no guts at all, you're no different from a ridiculous loser. Wait, you're worse than that.Sometimes, this is the way the cookie crumbles and I'm enjoying every bit of it. Please play BF2 soon.
Friday, April 13 / 10:23 PM
I took the pains to fold a paper aeroplane, throw it off the second storey, dash down a flight of stairs, to see if I could catch it. The odds of that is virtually impossible unless I did a suicidal act. Sometimes miracles happen, this wasn't one of those times.
School's still a bitch, or maybe I'm just the loser, hanging on that loose thread at the pocket of my skirt.
Anyway, Hawk house won Sportsday. We own yo!
Oh and what, smoking's no big deal. I'm not some fucking drug addict who smokes all day and own a million packets of cigarettes. You are totally fucked up, people smoke. No big deal get it.
Thursday, April 12 / 4:48 PM
I like to play people spotting in my own head. Like create little scenarios to pass time. It is almost like getting caught up in other people's lives instead of focusing on my own.
For example the new little scenerio which involved a man walking down the path holding hands with his wife. Then decide that he was secretly gay and the man headed towards them was his lover.
Wonder if the would make eye contact. But it was better than that.
'Excuse me, have you got the time?' lover asked secretly gay man and wife.
'Yes, it's a quarter past ten' secretly gay man answered him looking at his watch.
'Thanks a lot' lover said touching secretly gay man's arm and walked on.
It was as clear as day that that must have been a secret code for a rendezvous later.
P.S, I love you.
Tuesday, April 10 / 7:29 PM
May school be merciful because I can't use toothpicks to keep my eyes open like Mr Bean. There's suddenly a brain block and all I could remember was the horn-fits. When Singaporean drivers horn for no reason and then start swivelling heads. Oh right, and the latte which was a tad too sweet for pleasure.So what else is new besides school, or the fact that I'm beyond confused and had stepped back into the same old wooden door. Like I've been walking around in heartshapes and always end up smack in the middle of it all. Or maybe it was because half the class got turned on during Biology lesson today when we talked about copulation. And the acrosome of the sperm being my head, very amusing. Alexis has a queer queer mind filled with wild shit.
Okay one day imagine I have gypsies living in my backyard with their wild assortments of little things and colors. Or tramps living in my attic. It'll be adorable. But before anything happens, I'll first get my house. With the backyard and the attic.
Saturday, April 7 / 1:45 AM
Hi there, today feels like Saturday. Marisse says 'Happy Good Friday'. But nothing that good about it.
So yesterday, Thursday. Lovely day. Long weekend ahead. And I have to say this, Thursday was the sex. Night Safari was wonderful, even if it was just the two of us. My head stopped spinning and everything was a standstill. I never had to think about anything else or anything ugly. The animals were fantastic and the show was marvelous. Haha. This is freaking advertising. Just to touch on that, if you walk along Orchard's underpass from Shaw to Mrt, there are adverts on the Night Safari and all. Stupid Gwen, no idea why she said those.
And being the cool me, my next checkpoint would be Jurong Bird Park.
Wednesday, April 4 / 9:11 AM
Hello good morning, i'm in school. And i'm having maths lesson, supposedly.Mrs Han, 'Alright, switch off the computer.' Oh phooey. Haha.
All i wanted was for justice to be served.
I think drivers should always signal such that people especially students would not get a heart attack while crossing the road. Even if we are jay-walking because we are still humans and we have our rights.
I think i'll finish this off tonight. Anyway i took this long to realise that there's no school the day after tomorrow. I am seriously slow.