No chances of resurrection.

I miss this person.

Nobody would guess how hard I've been trying to repress my urge to pick up the phone.

Go on a chocolate Run and flirt with Mr. Chocolate Sniffer.

Hello there.

I know it's early right now, but I couldn't help it. okay.

Mum's already sent someone to get that wireless-G thingy. And now what? It's been days but there's no news. at all. Oh yes, there is. The employee named Ben keeps saying "Tomorrow" when I asked my mum about it. Gosh, next year, perhaps bloke?

So, school's under quarantine. I was just telling Kah Mun in class and hopefully our school will be under quarantine. And now look, it came true. which is a good thing.

I'm finishing The Chocolate Run today. Oh, It's a book if you haven't knew it already, by Dorothy Koomson. It turned out to be surprisingly good. Well, that's what you get if you're in for that kind of fiction. I've started The Flirt by Kathleen Tessaro long before I start The Chocolate Run and couldn't stop admiring the way she writes. I'm also halfway through Elegance by the same author and it turned out to be really boring. Word it is that you can't two-time a girl. But,there's three-time a book. hah!

SPM's not far away. But, you know how a girl can dream?

And as for me, I'm going to realise my dreams when my life starts after SPM ( life starts after SPM, it's Kah Mun's line).

For instance, I'm going to go on a serious diet. Then, I'm going to get accesories, clutch, undergarments, heels for prom. Yes, you do need undergarments. And, I need gladiator heels to match my skinny pants! I need one from Charles and Keith. Yay! Thought of getting it during this one week off. But, nah, the plan got called off. But, it's okay. Pretty stuffs come when it's nearing Christmas.

Absolutely in need of a pair of gladiator heels.

Speaking of diet, I'll do sauna sometime this week.

Hi.

It's 9:39 A.M. on a Friday morning. No, there's no holidays.

Brother spent an hour talking to me non-stop right after he got back from college yesterday. He demanded my reasons of frequently staying away from school. And, I got so emotional I broke down in front of him. Sigh. See, talk about anything but school. So, I told him that I'm not happy at school and blah blah blah and I reasoned with him that staying at home is one way of making myself happy. Mum asked me "are you bored at home? There's no one to talk to at home when your brother's away at college and I'm at work". Truth is, I've never been more happy to be at home. And also, I didn't fork out a huge amount of money to shop and eat New Zealand's Natural. Just, staying at home, nothing big. He's a health freak, me, my mum and Gin know. So, he talked about food pyramid to me and said that I should consume rice again. The lesson certainly had me trying to hide away my wanting to yawn, but, still it's the concern that counts.

Haha! What a brother.


And, I hate being the object of comparison. I hate having to be pretentious. I hate pretending. I want to stop pretending. but, could I really? No, I'm not referring to my brother.

Good, good ancient memories.

Just when I thought everything's looking up..

hehhhhhh. I shouldn't be here. I should be at, well, school.

But, I figured that I need some rest. A respite from the unpleasant side of the school. friends.
why do I always see the unpleasant side of the school? Yeah, me.

Anyway, currently in my brother's room. Yeah, this is his computer, that I'm using. Yeah, God knows how the wireless-G thingy was spoilt.

So, turns out, I don't really like that dress that I posted recently under my wishlist after all. Yeah, I went and checked it out. It wasn't as nice, though it's cheaper than I thought. Got a top from Eclipse instead.

and, I forgot what did I tell my mum last night that made her say something like "It's the last year of your high school. Why can't you cherish every single moment of it while you're there."

Thought to self : What's there to cherish? I hate high school. And, I can't wait for it to be over. I'm serious.

Ravenous.

With an apple. I have to survive till the next morning. Till then, I wonder what's for breakfast.

Anyway, a few shots from my phone to cheer myself up.

The much honourable founder of this picture. That's why I couldn't thank her enough.

She's everything I'm not.

Oh, God, It's damn embarrassing.

Receiving compliments may be a good thing. you should feel honured and all. But shyte, not when it comes to guys, who you barely know.

Seriously, It's making me uncomfortable.

Priceless.

I've turned 17th, not legal yet, but yeah. haha.

This year, I had a great one. I could never thank this sweetie pie enough. She's contributed so much. Of course, my family too.

So, She's uploaded first batch of the pictures on her facebook. Those were before we headed over to the pool. And, now, It's the pictures we've taken from the swimming pool. And, yeah, babeyh, dinner time.

I'd never stopped loving this picture.

Pictures from the swimming session.

Candid;

Windy, hence the expression of hers.


umm, better.

Mummy, thank you for everything. I know it must be tough to raise a kid like me. I could never be more proud to be blessed with a mother like you. I love you.

She loves me, just as much as I love her.

Pictures do speak. They did all the work for me.

Thank you, everyone. the wishes, birthday songs, hugs, and Kah Mun, thank you for the present. It amazed me how you remember everything I've said. Really. And Xyi, the birthday dedication. It's a nice gesture.

It's the big day tomorrow!

In case you people have not the slightest clue as to what I am talking about, I'll drop some hint.

Here's the wishlist.

1. What do I like on me? What looks best on me? Yes, dress.

Miss Selfridge says she loves me.

2. Nokia N97. But umm, that'd be a no for now. My current phone's good enough. Good enough. Be grateful.

3. A Christian Dior shades. (okay, that'd be a no for now. I have a Guess and Armani, of which I seldom expose. Good enough.)

4. A gold clutch for prom! The red ones from Tangoo isn't all bad.

5. More dresses larh. hahahahahaha.

6. Gossip Girl both seasons authentic DVD.

7. Kipling tote.

8. Happiness. For the beloved.

9. Him.

10. I'm stuggling to come up with something.

The thing that I wanna get the most is just the dress, yes, that dress.

Well, nevertheless, I'm happy. I know I'll have the biggest birthday present, tomorrow. Better yet, priceless. And, K texted me and I have a request from her to present myself at school tomorrow cuz' it's the special day. See, she loves me.

cheers.

Everytime I see you, I catch my breath.

One recent photo of me. Couldn't help with the vanity.





I started to develop a kind of fondness for the purse I'd decided to shut it tight under a lid of a box a year ago. It's intact, still. In fact, it looks all new. Very random, but yeah.

Chemistry, Chemistry, Chemistry.

Test tomorrow.

Never Say Never.

1o' clock in the morning and I couldn't stop from rubbing my eyes. I need sleep. But, don't ask me why I'm not on the bed.

And what else could I expect from myself tomorrow? Being sleep-deprived and could barely make it out of bed. Sigh.

I could have skipped school but oh well, Chemistry.

I despise people who have difficulties speaking out for themselves solely because they're too afraid to admit their flaws and still want to get in the way of just about everything.

Okay. Staying at home tomorrow as well. Well, this is the plan larh. I just wish that I wouldn't miss anything. But, there's Chem lesson tomorrow and skipping it is the last thing I would do considering my grades for Chem and and..

If you say going to school, I can at least do exercise and burn fats since it's Cross Country. But, there's always gym downstairs larh wei. I know, it's not like I always gear up and go and sweat but, still, eeeeekk, friends. So what If it's the last year? Screw them larh.

I realized I haven't swam in a while.