11/7. metalfox.
caught Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen (a.k.a. Megan Fox and Metal Scrap) with pneumoniawee, coughingyang, feverhen. plot: plotless. action: overflowing. Megan Fox: also overflowing. it was just alot of metal moving around forming big metallic baboons that can fire ammunition from their oversized biceps and parachutes from their toned asses. of course, there was also alot of megan fox. you've got to be kidding me. the world is attacked by alien robots with weaponry that you can find only in a transformers movie (oh. yarh.) and this lady has time to put on make-up so thick that it would take all the water in the atlantic ocean to wash it off. and she's also smart enough to run for her life from ginormous robots with a top that can barely hold her boobs in and pants that make her butt look like xiaolongbaos.
but then hor. it is an action movie. so it's supposed to be extravagant. effects-filled. cool. and hell yeah it was. the firepower and the metal butts were really pretty cool. it was like watching disney on ice, except that mickey and minnie are now armed with bazookas, and pluto has only one eye and a tail that has blades.
i would give it 2 stars. 1 for the tapioca chips i sneaked into the theater and 1 star for the clean toilet.
after which we travelled all the way to holland for subway. westmall has subway. so i ate dinner a second time. my resident fats were unhappy with having to share their flat with some illegal immigrants, but the stomach landlord was more than willing to welcome an ovenroasted chickenbreast with honeyoat bread, lots of veggie and honey mustard. and we actually had a pseudo emo session. with scouts! unbelievable. and then mr. newly licensed wee drove us all home. we sang for him though, so it made his ride less boring. except when he removed his hands from the wheel to clap along when we started singing "i want nobody nobody but you!"
12/7. 2098.
visited my granny this afternoon for brunch at some lousy dimsum restaurant. the xiaolongbao tasted like kongbarbao with melamine and nippon paint (i'm already being very kind) and the hong you cao shou tasted like a cat's paw wrapped in the leftovers from the melamine, nipponpaint pseudo kongbarbao xiaolongbao. it was the worst dimsum i've ever eaten in my entire life. calling it dimsum is so insulting to dimsum. i've tasted crystal jade before. i know what it's supposed to taste like you scammers! i would give the restaurant 0.5 star. because at least it had airconditioning.
then i had a haircut. where the MALE hairdresser pseudo flirted with me.
"do you play basketball?"
"nopes." (thinking: he's going to comment on my height)
"oh. then do you go to the gym?"
"not really." (where's the height comment?)
"wow. cos you're so well-built and tall."
"really? .. haha."
"i saw your chest muscle and just thought you must work out a lot."
"oh. no larh."
i was so happy i almost turned around to smooch him. but then i realised that would mean my body would come into contact with his and he would realise i don't really have chest muscles. only chest.
he said a few more stuff larh. but i shan't elaborate. i don't want you to puke out your breakfast. from 2 weeks ago. and i don't want to puke out the pseudo kongbarbao xiaolongbao.
then i wooed with annchew, rachew, eunice, magnoose, tingting, barneypants. it was pretty fun like always. feels like home. at least for awhile until all the slamming your body against the floor came in.
daddy and mummy are going china on tuesday. which means i have to travel to clementi on my own for 3 days. aww. shucks. that sucks. sucks as much as the transformers movie. and that reminds me. i need to sleep. because i don't have a bumblebee to drive me to camp tomorrow.
all i have is a very upset stomach filled with horrible dimsum.
open up the purple doors;
only place where mirrors tell lies.
all SWIRLED up;
7:32 AM
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
i finally took an off =D so tomorrow i can finally collect my alevel stuff from jc. and sleep in late. and sleep late =D. yes, it's 415am. either way, will sleep soon. need rest.
it's really not that easy to form a crew outside, is it? with all the limitations and stuff. studio, music, speaker, schedules, members. i really wonder how they do it. it's really tough. which is why i always envy the groups that take part in danceworks and buttsoff and funkamania and what not. the hard work that goes in, is beyond imagination. if only someday i could be there...
please, please be the one.
all SWIRLED up;
1:09 PM
Monday, June 29, 2009
focus.
all SWIRLED up;
7:33 AM
Saturday, June 27, 2009
so many things i want to do and so many things i want to fulfill. so many things i want to say and so many emotions within me. mostly positive and happy. =) seriously, a smiley face never seemed so sincere. to finally be able to do what i love on a daily basis is probably the greatest joy i can ever give myself. and knowing that i deserve to be happy is probably also the most positive i've ever felt about myself. what's more, to have your hard work recognised, to see improvement and feel improvement within yourself is also something that i've always had problem with. now? ... i know i'm not the best. but it really doesn't matter anymore. it really honestly doesn't matter for the first time.
i've always wanted to be better. to be the best. to be recognised. i've always felt inferior because there's always somewhere better above me. be it style or technique. i forgot what it felt like to just WU without worry, just like i did in j1 with rachew magnus hui and the PAEs. when it doesn't matter even if you're not the best. haha. stupid me. there's always someone better. and now i've finally rediscovered the wu i first fell in love with. and for once in a year's time, i feel comfortable.
and can put a sincere smiley at the end of the blogpost. :)
aspirations can only be fulfilled with perspiration.
all SWIRLED up;
7:18 AM
Monday, June 22, 2009
recently, i've been submerging myself in wu. it's become staple for my everyday life. it sort of takes my mind away from the disappointments and worry that i have. not that i have alot, but planting me in a room with my ipod and nothing but my playlist of wallow away songs makes me nothing but emo. and the sucky thing is someone is trying to take wu out of my life. and there's nothing i can do.
don't get me wrong. tmr i'll make it clear i want to stay. though wu cannot appear in the conversation or the shit i'm in will be so deep that i'll have to scubadive my way to the top to get a breath of literal fresh air. seriously, if you take out the only antidepressant from my life right now, i'll probably be so emo that i'll be putting on guyliner before you can say adam lambert and i'll be even more gothic than avril lavigne's sk8terboi era.
and i'll continue to type in excruciatingly small font to irritate everyone else in the world so that i won't be the only human being on earth who feels like a total loser.
finding love is as easy as learning new choreography.
you just have to find the correct choreography first.
all SWIRLED up;
6:29 AM
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
my mummy is the greatest mummy on earth. i know you're going to think otherwise and think that your mummy is the greatest mummy on earth, but i still think that i have THE greatest mummy on earth.
my mummy just bought me a BRAND NEW WALLET. i would post the photo here if it weren't 1130pm and i didn't have to go to camp tomoro. but i finally have a wallet that can hold coins. don't be too jealous if your wallet can't hold coins like mine.
and i love my mummy even more because my mummy lets me wu. if you don't know whats wu, too bad. if you do, then shutup! anyway, wu-ing means i go home pretty late each day... like 10+? and mummy calls me after wu. not to ask me why im not home yet, but to tell me there's dinner at home =D and when i asked her if i could wu, mummy would say: as long as you still get enough rest, go ahead. i love this woman so much that if i drew a heart shape to represent how much i love her, the world would run out of red ink and i would have to use human blood to finish half the heart.
tomorrow is my rest day =) really need a break from the intensive wu-ing. and need to watch my wallet a bit more carefully. planning to continue wu-ing and take up a few courses. and i haven't use my 2 days off... SOMEONE DATE ME =D
all SWIRLED up;
8:21 AM
Sunday, June 14, 2009
friday12jun2009.
even though im not as skeenee as i would love to be, being with this bunch of lifeless losers rocks me. =D i miss you guys as much as i miss sugarcane and coconuts. subwaying, then chatting. just, something so simple, is enough to make me realise how much i miss you guys =)
and then staying back to talk with moo and toong. they are officially my 老人 friends.
being pseudo-lonely all this while really sucked. going into a new phase of life, knowing that youre that much closer to 20, realising about life and death, knowing about a sick grandma, learning that cancer can be hereditary. i so needed someone to talk to. and the crazy thoughts going through my mind. it was nice just gossiping and complaining to people you trust. we promised that 1st April every year is our 老人 bling day! we will walk down orchard road in bwing bwing clothes and be the hippest old people when we grow old. okay. we must line dance when we grow old.
and i wan to apologise. i couldn't resist the temptation. im planning to pon jitters for hh. =D please don't say what these are. if you understand it, you do. if you don't, then this isn't meant for you. haha. because i will die if discovered.
song of the week:
when i grow old (to the song when i grow up!)
now i've got a confession
when i was young i wanted attention
but now that i've grown old i want a walking stick
anything to help support my skinny legs.
but i ain't complaining
at least i don't have diabetes
so go ahead and say what you want to say
you don't know what it's like to be balding
need beijing 101 membership
cos see when i was younger i would say
when i grow old
i want to learn taichi
i want to learn linedance
i want to play pokemon
when i grow old
i don't want diabetes
nor cancer
and i don't need boobies
when i grow old
huang jin nian hua
playing chinese chess
slack at void deckssss
okay. i want to go eat dinner and stop this madness.
all SWIRLED up;
4:19 AM