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{Monday, June 08, 2009 @ 11:36 PM}
dooood. i'm having the time of my life, just re-living the good ol days.
hee hee. srsly. i'm guessing it's the people ard me. you know. not influences, just friends who you can have fun with, without feeling any pressure whatsoever. laughing your head off and all.
indian told me this. ahem.
jack and jill went up the hill
to fetch a pail of water.
who knows what the hell they did
and came back with a daughter!
omg. i laughed like a retard after hearing that. i dno about you. but that was my first time hearing it! and i'll start imitating random people, from sonny phua, to alphonsus tan, who indian causally calls
alfresco, to PMKT tutor. hahahah.
or just having conversations with people, online, chit chat session. hahahha. i think i'm at the peak of my life where things just start to turn out a wee bit brighter. like there's this light that's making me feel less of a 19 year old, more matured perhaps? okay. maybe not. since i'm still fooling ard and all. hahaha. but srsly. i'm alright with poly, in the process of getting my common test over and done with.
i've got my 2B license, and getting my 3 soonish. at least i've accomplished something in life!
then i'm looking at the pictures of my
taiwan trip,

even in taiwan, the
VESPA's calling out to me. ughh.

then i got manhandled by this
YUAN CHU MING PEOPLE. hahahah. & i found out only recently that my mom was the culprit to why i got pulled to dance with them and all. hurrr. she was happily pointing at me behind my back when the fat guy in the picture was going ard looking for vulnerable people he can dance with!

and finally, laughing my head off my dad. he is hilariously funny. and i love him to bits. if only he didnt work in china. oh wells.

i'm going to be famous. at least that's what i wna be in future. i cant and dont wna picture myself in a 9-6 job. so. i need to get famous pronto.
hello singapore idol. should i join? mommy says yes, so i wont regret in the later part of my life. asking myself why i didnt join. but i'm afraid of rejection. actually. if i failed so many times while learning bike, i should be able to lift my head up high right? ugh. i dno.
my life is fun now. so all i need is a dashing prince, and lose like 5 kg, then it'll all be perfect.
Labels: all we need is love, sometimes