"......but your minds..thinking about tomorrow(Labour Day)....." was what Dr. Param said first thing he stepped into lecture hall.

......"Same here:D" he added.

hence he let us off an hour early:D but i got home 6.30pm anyway because i purposely took a longer route home. sat in 265, enjoying the air con blasting right above my head. zonked. then i thought about him. and everything. i thought, damn what a mess i'm in.

i didn't ask for this to happen.

i don't want that nincompoop to think i'm easy :O at the same time i want to make him jealous. it's morally wrong! but oh so selfishly right. my values are at war :(

thanks to you i realized just how much i really haaaate muthafucking deceiving liars.

Someone special blogged @ 7:09 PM l

once bitten twice shy??????? AAAHHpa tu??? WHAT IS THAT???? doesn't apply to me apparently. otherwise i wouldnt be in such a sad sad state. even Rahim was like, "you've no life, Leiiiila." whatever la, son.

Momster effing crept up on me while i was on the phone and i almost dropped it...(was at the kitchen window for some privacy.) i was so pissed off! she can be very childish :(

she asked who i was on the phone with. started nudging and winking at me suggestively. when i didn't tell her, she started playing Guess Who Lela Was On The Phone With. all sorts of name started coming out. a few i had never heard before. then Syak decided to play too and there i was, before them, contemplating jumping down from the window or not.

"how many guy friends do you have???" Momster asked. but she wasn't angry or anything. curious maybe, and very, very interested. i could tell by the way she looked at me. ..how disturbing. i think i'd rather her give me pep talks about hogging on the phone at night with some lame-o guy i knew 24-hours ago. but instead she was kindar encouraging..... was like, "Syak, leave your sister alone please. she needs her privacy." and then winked again.

i just died.

what's happening???????????????????

i hate security guards. kanna chased away by them so many times in one building today. surely i don't look that bad??? what a bunch of party poopers.
Someone special blogged @ 10:48 PM l

i didn't ask for this, you know :( Aisya Farid, i need you terribly right now.

it's like i never learned my lesson :P i'm so stupid like that. half the time i wonder why i do the things i do. but ironically i never regret any of it. so i shall take pride in that :)

:(

there are a certain people you just keep coming to.
Someone special blogged @ 2:29 PM l

i'm looking at my timetable for week3(next week) and param-pam-pam-pam! i'm lovin' it!

okay so monday starts at 1 with Chan's Mental Health lecture, something i always look forward to because Chan's the bomb. she's so randomly hilarious. like when Nigel kept walking out numerous times during her lecture for god knows what, and she reckoned he was experiencing morning sickness. we all laughed of course. and i felt bad for Nigel. because when he returned, we all started laughing again :)

then after a 2-hour break, it's Dr. Param's lecture for another 2 hours. but knowing him, he'd let us off early. any signs of restlessness, and he gives in to us :D all lecturers should be like him. unlike Edmund! pemalas punyer lecturer....

it was Friday and first lecture was with Edmund on medical-surgical nursing. he started 10 minutes early, and he was talking so fast, lecture was so brief that most of the time we were all left clueless as to what he was lecturing on. he spotted someone yawning at the back and was like, "my lecture not interesting is it?" what a muthaeffing understatement. actually medical-surgical nursing is interesting la. all that we need to know about gastrointestinal and renal disorders...(shut up, those are interesting!) the kind of lecturers you get makes a really crazy difference.

week3 will be rocking because the tuesday is public holiday! syiokies. aaaand there won't be any tutorials whatsoever:D WHEE okay?

i don't enjoy Bernard's tutorials:( he's downright melodramatic to the point of actually being so ridiculously boring, and he keeps us back every time and that eats into our lecture right after that.(are you still with me?) almost every thursday, we have to run down the stairs from the sixth to third floor to be on time for Chan's lecture. and almost every time there won't be any more seats and we have to sit in the awkwardest of places. kindar reminds me of Emath with Dennis back in Peirce :D where sriee and i would always be the first to arrive so that we get the best seats.

too bad we didn't get Dorothy instead. she's a lecturer under the Mental Health department too, like Bernard and Chan. only crazy x100000. she dropped by during our night class with Yvonne. define drop by... heh. she was like the bomb. came bursting into the room, hollering like a mad woman. i'm not kidding. ask everyone else! we just stopped what we were doing and gawked at her big time. "oh i'm talking to your lecturer," she said to us, totally getting the wrong idea. she stayed a while longer, talking very loudly. basically she's crazy.

tutorial with June on Behavior Modification taught me alot. opened my eyes and my mind. makes me look at people and their behaviors in a completely different way :) makes me tackle problems differently. meaning the correct way........... :D i enjoyed June's tutorial to the max.

i learnt a thing or two from YI too. YI meaning Yusman Institution........ it's an inside joke. but i'm serious about the learning bit........... not bad ar, Yusman. i may not agree with him 100%, but i admire how he thinks. the way he makes you use your brain. i won't use the word manipulate. but he has a way of twisting your mind. he's very influential like that. very dangerous also. heh. maybe he just thinks too much.

let me off-track for a bit: i got an sms from an unknown person, who spelt my name as Leila. yes. instantly, Harith's name came to mind. only that bugger spells my name with an i. i got very suspicious and made a mental note to really drown him tomorrow if this turned out to be a cruel joke.

i don't want to entertain this sort of uninvited attention from Unknown, so i told him off very nicely. he handled rejection very well, even told me to 'take care'. but he got me at: "i know you're the same profession as me."

confirm! a friend of H.

i thought, maybe i DO know him. as in, i've seen him around? so i got him to stay. i was spot on. he got my number from that assclown...... :) but oh well. since he's a friend of a friend, and he seems genuine, i figured maybe we can be friends. and apparently H had been telling him stuff about me:

"he told me about your height."

this struck me as amusing. my height???? what's there to talk about? ..................

"and that you have a funny way of describing things."

i smiled at this. but i'm a little disturbed. i tried to recall conversations with Harith... you know the thing i feared the most right?????????????

my phone rang la. i always freak out when my phone rings. maybe its the ring tone i had it set on to. like "zomg that's my ringtone????" i meant to change it but i always forgot. anyhoo. the phone rang and paranoid thoughts flooded my mind. you know i don't have ID caller but i had a feeling it would be the friend. i picked it up and he said: "i just called to say HI. and BYE." my reaction was a bit delayed. because i was like err.... then i forced a laugh. and said bye a little too heartily. then hung up.

my sister was like, "that was the shortest phone convo i've ever witnessed."

"eavesdropper," i snapped. but then there was nothing at all to eavesdrop to.........
Someone special blogged @ 5:54 PM l

..oh i know. you're going to feed me to the fish kan?"
"not after i rape you that is."
"suker eh dier. the raping part is okay, only the drowning me in the sea for the fishes part i'm a bit concern."
"eh! dier lebih suker eh! HAH. no la. we just sit and stone there."
"okay just chill there. sounds fun. it's been a long time."
"is it okay if i bring my camera?"
"oh you want to take pictures of me being raped?"



what a dickhead.



because somehow i know it would be you.
Someone special blogged @ 9:50 AM l

ignore the title :)

Hold on dear life
Dont go off runnin from whats new
I became somebody through lovin you

so poignant. it brings tears to my eyes.... ..unlike my version of the song.... hence the title :D

life itself doesn't suck la, if you don't look at it in a social way. it's the things that are happening that's beyond our control that suck. or not happening, depends on where you at. ..:D life doesn't suck for me. right now. no. but i'm afraid in 2, 3 years to come.... it probably will la. sometimes i don't want to think about it. but for how long? sometimes i wish i don't have to grow up. sometimes hor. other times i just take all in stride. and live the moment. do the nuttiest things and then get myself in deep shit.

i did the nuttiest thing today and got myself in deep shit. still am. in deep shit.

mwax is the new swear word :(

it's so silly. i'm loving all of it and i'm hating it. like i'm exploding with overwhelming euphoria and grimacing and flinching at it. like that word takes me to somewhere higher than cloud nine, and it also sends my heart plummeting and crashing because i know it's only a four-letter word.

i know where this is going.. but why am i not doing anything to stop it? to stop myself?

i'm so gutsy like that:D

funny how i can do THAT but i can't even LOOK at Michelle and SMILE and say, HELLO.

you know how some things you don't tell a certain people and some things you do?

yea.




but sunday i want to watch Windfall :(

here you go. warning: badly taken photos. because Kak Susi doesn't know how to take photo and we student nurses are horrible models. -looks around-



HARITH. that's MY pose.
Someone special blogged @ 8:44 PM l

today had been the bomb.

Zaf reckoned I was extra insane in the membrane. of course not. we all know i'm the sanest of Kama, herself and Aisyah. heck i'm the sanest full-fucking-stop:) haha. Full fucking Stop. oooh la la..

tsk. LELAA.

REWIND.

today had been the bomb.

Zaf reckoned i was extra insane in the membrane. okay she didn't really say those words la. i'm only summarizing: extra crazy, extra funny, extra cute. same meaning. every little thing i did, every little word i said, sent her rolling on the floor laughing. who's the insane one again???

like this morning, i was in pink and she started laughing and said how cute i was. she saw a picture of me in the nurse uniform and laughed and said how cute i was. "it's a compliment!" she persisted. don't you think i know when someone's paying me a compliment? where's the adoration in one's voice??? the admiration in the eyes????? ;)

i think i know why today had been the bomb.

i bumped into Nabila today:) as in THE NABILA HUDA VALENSI!!!!!! she got down from 268 and boom baby. i was like AAHHH!! heh. you have NOOO idea how that made my day. she in her Peirce uniform, carrying the same grey bag. like suddenly i was teleported(?) back to year 2005................. how everytime i saw her at my stop, i'd cursed because clearly that means i was already late for school:D HAHAHAHA. but starting the day with Nabila always rocked because she's funny as balls.

two eye candies in the bus to campus:D to my left and to my right. my right was this crew-cut drop dead hunkie in civil service uniform. so man:D but what really got to me was the tattoo on the back of his palm. a tattoo of a mask. those masks straight out of Moulin Rouge?? i dig that alot. then skali he took out of PSP and started playing and i was like dang. boys with PSP are a real turn-off.

then to my left! HA HA. this chinese girl with the most beautiful hair in the worlds. i dont know, she's just so sweet looking. i find i have a thing for girls who have either really really long hair, or really really short hair. long NATURAL hair. not rebonded ones. short but not those butch kind of short. short like AJ top model short:DDDDDDDD or Peggy Chang, whoever.

i am oversharing :O

but really!!!!!!!!!

could barely make it during Bio. so zonked. it was only 1pm! but so zonked already. i won't deny though, Dr. P is good :) the quirky things he does to ensure that we stay awake. "....okay ONE more time," he would say exasperatedly, whenever he can't get a response from us. but good naturedly. somehow he manages to get titters from the hall whenever he say that. and he's so comical and exaggerating with his reactions to the trivial things like noises from outside the lecture hall. Kama and i always laugh at his expressions.

like when he was trying to explain to us the different positions of the appendix, and how to tell if one's appendix is inflamed by locating his or her Mc Burney's point. he had a slide on the screen, of a woman baring the chest and abdomen and a bit of pelvis. the atmosphere in the lecture hall changed instantly....... but of course, it was all for educational purposes la! because he needed a real(virtually) abdomen to draw on to show where the location is.

here's the funny bit: so he was marking on the abdomen, explaining bla bla bla. skali lecture hall got real silent.... and he got suspicious. and looked up at us and was like, "are you looking here???.......

......"okay you all looking at the wrong thing," he then concluded, before switching hastily to the next slide. of a nude male this time. then re-drew and re-explained everything from scratch. HAHAHAHA. Param, Param. ..Param-pam-pam-pam. i'm loving it~ HAHA! okay.

that little accident was probably what led to us talking about S-E-X:D

it was Kama, Zaf and me. at KFC somewhere in town.... and started talking about the wonderful thing that is sex. we are not perverts, we are open-minded adults. .....or maybe there was something in the chicken that made us this way.

nahhh!

Maggie finally passed me the pictures of all of us from attachment :) AAAH my hair was long. HEH. anywhore. i showed Momster and she was like, "so who is Imran?" i pointed to this ..chubby-looking guy on the picture. he had a grim smile on, which kind of made his face like whoa:D i was like ZOMG. then again, all of us didn't exactly look like Mr and Miss Universe. even Harith looked nasty!(not). i mean we had morning shift, for crying out loud!:P

might post the shots up, if i feel like it.

dang my hair was long :)
Someone special blogged @ 7:55 PM l

nothing pleases us. too much break, we complain. like for example, on fridays. whaaaat(to be read with increased velocity) are we to do for 2 3-hours break? play badminton???? and on thursdays, we have 4 hours back to back, tutorials and lectures, we complain because we only have one 2-hour break. nothing pleases us. and i am confusing you:D

Kathleen makes me want to speak good england. let's speak good england, yaw!!!!! speaking of which:

"i didn't know this place is called Veelow-city."
"it's not, sayang. it's Ver-Law-city. Velocity."
"no. vee-low-city. like veevow-city(vivocity)." continued to murmur veelowcity to himself.

let's go Moose-tuff-far and window-shop for guitars and pianos.

"i want to pick up the piano," he had said.

"pick la."

we were at Cash Converters and checking out those second hands. an old microwave oven caught my eye and i just had to fiddle with the little turner thingie. it came off.

"i want to learn the piano, i mean."

good he didn't see that.

I pretended to play on an imaginary piano and went like: "jeng. jeng. jeennnngg." Beethoven konon. Imran looked on, amused. and concluded that pianos don't go jeng jeng jeng.

"then? ting ting ting???"

it's funny how all the little bits of conversations we had are coming back to me NOW. like one week later. wols kebubuy.(?!!!!??!?)

"who's that chinese girl? the one you were always with?"
"Evelyn?"
"no, the cute one."

HAHAHAHAHAHHA.

"Yuwen?"
"i don't know. i think so. the one who did feeding and i assessed."
"yea la Yuwen:D why?"
"no, nothing. i miss la, her cute face."

:OOOOOOOOOOOO

:DDDDDDDDDDDD!!!!!!!?!?!

school's awright. no i lied. how did i manage to wake up every morning and drag my sad ass to that darn campus that has somehow been like overpopulated with people who look alike to me kindar. i'm getting sick because everyone looks like everyone else. i'm like YAWN. where's that sense of individuality? uniqueness? WHERE'S YOU???

i'm waiting for that special her to sweep me off my feet. ..her, or him. alar. same thing. i'm not picky.

haha who am i to be swept off my feet?????????? heh i know la i'm no muthafucking princess, but as a human being, i have the right to daydream, to fall in love, to dance on cloud nine.





school makes you this way.
Someone special blogged @ 7:05 PM l

i'm watching miss singapore universe. not bad, aperrrr. the top 5 is perfect la:D but my heart goes to Peggy Chang:DDDDD GO PEGS. short crop chicks ROCK ONNNNNNN.
Someone special blogged @ 8:40 PM l

think i need to be more observant hor? because i keep missing people. i missed Ibrahim, how could i. i didn't have my loveys to warn me. heh. he had to hit me on my arm like whack! i was brought back down to earth. bet i looked completely zonked. seems like the only time i'm aware of my surroundings is when i have a camera in my hand. even that i'm not so sure of anymore.........

i'm bringing my camera to school one day. maybe one of the days where i have a 3-hour break. so nyp is boring, but i've got the funnest people in the world to make up for that:D

so we all know that i have night class every friday now. never had it occurred to me i'd be looking at the digital clock on that wall and seeing 7:45pm :O but it wasn't so bad. time flew. next thing, we were all making our way out of campus.

we inserted a tube through Khairul's nostril down his esophagus and into his stomach and aspirated a nasty amount of his gastric contents:D it was wikid. and downright disgusting. we all knew what he had for lunch, so. heh but just so you know, we weren't abusing him or anything. we got his approval, see:D aaand this is a practice and one hell of an experience for our nursing skills. supposedly it's to prepare us for our clinical attachment later where we would be inserting the tube for patients who....well, needs this tube and yada yada yada yada all that nursing jargon you wouldn't understand. more like i can't be stuffed to explain :( sorry.

Khairul tolerated the procedure well. very cooperative. i was hoping he'd wretch or something:D nothing personal. strictly FUN business. hoh yea it's fun to watch other people puke their stomach contents out ey. sadist.

before lab with Haslinda at 6pm then, we had 3-hours to spare so Aisya, Kama, Zafira and I town-ed. apparently 3-hours is not a long time la. we had to run back to campus to be on time and i hadn't sweat that much since 2.4km-run like 3 years ago:DDDDDDDDDDDD

we were on time:D

i swear, no more ghost stories on fridays please. i got so paranoid when i was on the way home last night. HAHA. like zomg la.

today i studied:D HAHA. another zomg la.

okay my definition of study is very vague in a sense that i'm generous with the meaning. the fact that i was browsing the lecture notes and revising what had been lectured, now that's studying already. i'm so proud of me:D so i went down and got a haircut.







where's the link.




i'm saying. this is by far the extreme. seems like it gets shorter every new haircut. but seriously, i don't think i can go shorter than this.

Momster flipped. "WHY DID YOU GO CUT YOUR HAIR."

"i didn't this time. the hairdresser did."

hardie-har-har. Lela FARNIE.

"YOU STUPID GIRL. AS IF YOUR PREVIOUS HAIR WASN'T SHORT ENOUGH. YOU LOOK LIKE A BOY NOW. NO ONE'S GOING TO BE YOUR BOYFRIEND NOW."

i tsk-ed. it's only hair. it will grow:D give it 3 weeks, it will be long....-er. HAHA? and about the boyfriend bit, well....it would be a problem if i were looking for one right? but i'm not so it's all cool. but just to get the record straight, if the guy i were dating didn't like me in the end, because i have short hair(probably shorter than his), then i don't think i want to be his girlfriend either.

i knew better than to argue with her so i just kept quiet and played with my hair. only there isn't much to play with.

i love my hair period. i can go to school without doing my hair. then again, since when i ever did my hair. aaand the fact that Momster hates my hair makes me love this haircut even more:D and i hope you love it too.

see you on Monday.
Someone special blogged @ 8:58 PM l

JDI is voted out:O i'm not watching Dance Floor anymore.

i have a sick confession to make. i don't fancy F4:O to the core. this is serious. i retch everytime it's their turn to perform. they ooze gayness. i don't like them :( im sure they don't like me either. but that's not the point. maybe i like comedians rather than gays:O i don't know. i'd rather laugh than puke my guts out........ :O F4 supporters out there is going to flood my blog with mini hate mails on my haloscan :) yay some action!!!! haha i'm sick.

there's one gay i love though. Sharizan:D i mean he's just so nice la. i bet he's like, wow Lela gave me a $50 Optic voucher and we don't even know each other she's the coolest girl in the world. HAHA!? well, he was eyeing it kindar. did you know i sorta had a twisted impression of him initially? but he turned out cool :) i think i can like him.

i hope the voucher's still valid.

what a way to make friends huh? and it will make a pretty interesting conversation while waiting for that damn bus: "so how did you guys meet?" "oh i gave him a voucher." "how interesting.." "yea. $50 voucher." "how generous." "yea." "what a waste. you're such a loser." "........yea :("

such generosity is a rarity. or an act of utter stupidity, up to you la. yea i admit i feel a little regretful........ no it's not that i want it back. i don't need the voucher really. but it was a 'gift' from Imran, and it feels wrong to give someone something someone else had given me. come to think of it, i had asked for it:

"you wear specs right?"
"yea."
"i have 6 $50 Optic vouchers. i can give you if you want."
"all? OKAY."
"maybe not all la. because i'm thinking of getting a pair."
"oh. give me 5 then."
"i'll give you 4."
"set."

he gave me 3:D

but now i'm left with one, because i had given one each to Aisya and Sharizan. i wonder if Michelle would like one.

"Ikhlas ke nie?" Sharizan had said.

i took a while to comprehend because i wasn't sure what ikhlas means.(I hear screams and it sounds like Cikku Majidah's.) "YES, IKHLAS from the bottom of my heart gitu."

and he was like BEAM:DDDDDDDDD and i BEAM:DDD back at him.

yea, he could really use a new pair of spectacle lens.

"absence doesn't make MY heart grow fonder," i told Zafira.

"maybe if you really really really really really really really" and she went on and on and i would have walked out and bought myself some M&Ms from Cheers and came back again and she would still have kept on "really really really really" i looked at her incredulously "really really really really" LET ME WHACK HER "really like that someone."

DING DING DING DING i thought.

maybe i've never liked so-and-so thaaaat much. just the thrill i get from bumping into him i guess. we all get like that sometimes. well. girls do. well I DO.

so-and-so? since when i'm so secretive about my sad social life:D

we picked our subgroups today. but let's not go there:O

wednesday was awright la. and thursday wasn't so bad! because i was early:D and i bumped into Nurool. more like she pounced on me. heh. telinga tersumbat, so i didn't hear her holler my name. speaking of my name..Bernard completely mispronounced our names...... i'm like wherrrd. just because he spent over 30 years in England, doesn't mean he can be ignorant about how to pronounce malay names properly. bodo:P and anyway there's nothing wrong with having accent, right?

i like to listen to Kathleen's lecture:D i like to listen to her voice period. and she's so darn adorable la. like a big bundle of smiles with many many love to share around.................. and i'm looking forward to this module: abnormal psychology. macam interesting like the bomb. mmmhmhmhuahahaha.

Bernard wasn't thaaaat bad la. he's funny kindar. a bit mental, probably because he worked at IMH like forever.......... but he really shouldnt have said those things to Elton la. Elton's a fine leader okay. and this other mental lecturer, Chan:D SHE'S NUTS LA. not funny-hahaha. more like crazy the random sort. yea i'm looking forward to this module too: mental health:D i mean, i could relate to this stuff.

this is freaky, but i'm really understanding bioscience. i'm listening to Dr Param intently....., though there were moments where i completely lose myself.............. distracted la. like Ruth. why was she dressed like thaat:DDDDDDDDDD HAHA im like whoa Ruthie you're messing with my heart.........:P

i was kindar complaining to my loveys: how come i don't see Ibrahim around! next thing was Kama burst out of the lecture room, practically flagging me down saying, "IBRAHIM. INSIDE." i was like yahoo!!:) but when i got inside the first person i saw was Maliki. i was like DAYMN. i mean, why is it everytime i wear my Ghost Writer top, it's him i see. ALWAYS!! i ain't kidding! and he looked at me with recognition so disturbing.........

Ibrahim did a double take when he saw me. like he didn't believe what he was seeing. then again, what do i know. i waved at him jovially. word: jovially. not the cautious-trying-to-remain-calm-because-there's-no-paramedics-around-if-i-were-to-hyperventilate-and-die kind of wave.

Zafira went up to him and they started talking like old friends:DDDDDDDDDD she kept beckoning me over i was like, nah. HAHA! later she was like, you should have selet! i honestly honestly never thought of that. serious!

club crawl sucked. people shoving pamphlets, brochures in your face....i'm not a freshie, yaw! i'm year 2! i kindar like being cca-less. though Stage Arts looks inviting. Eera reckoned i have the Look:D for theatrical. mmmhmhuahahaha! AiKim on the other hand, reckoned i should join Foreign Bodies i was like, NO?:D said i have the Foreign Bodies Look. i wanted to go like, THEY have my look:D HAHA anw.. FBodz Look? what, you mean i look like i have my nose stuck in the air? CHYEAAHHHHH!!! sorry FBodz are overrated. to me. maybe it's the whole rejection thing but then again i'm not that petty.

that one hour break before Param's tutorial ROCKED. i laughed til i teared:))))))))) Kama, Zaf and Wany are the most hilarious people in the universe FULL STOP.

let's play catching tomorrow :)
Someone special blogged @ 9:22 PM l

let's backtrack:

i just got back kindar. okay, an hour ago. you know whyyyyyeeeee. duh, free B&J! actually, i don't really care about the free B&J. seeing that i almost wanted to turn and go home when i saw the fucking queue. it stretched aaaaaaaaaaall the way to the carpark. but Imran lectured me on perseverance..........and added that B&J don't give free ice cream every day. so he convinced but killed the moment by saying: "can you wait here? i wanna smoke. give me 3 minutes." i was like, ARE YOU SERIOUS. taking advantage of the situation:P

waiting..... waiting always sucks. because it can literally kill :O but i enjoy waiting.........im ABNORMAL:O we learnt about abnormal psychology today by the way! it was interesting like the bomb. ..okay. yea. i enjoy waiting because.......i'd rather be the one waiting, then being waited for. you know? because nobody has patience like i do. haha i don't know. i'm not saying i looove to wait. i just don't look at it as waiting. i look at it as a me-time. you know? so i sit there...daydreaming..............

i had waited for Imran at Novena for almost an hour. i didn't know he was cabbing. so we were waiting for each other waiting for each other. ..get it? HA-HA? then i got lost..... he said to take the escalator up but there were millions of escalators going up. ...okay just 2? "wait!!!!!! what you wearing?" i asked desperately. "just a piece of underwear," was his reply. i laughed out loud. then shut up and tried to shake the image off my mind....................

it's so brave/shameless/bold/cool/sweet/unpredictable/sardinnne of me, asking him out for B&J's. it wasn't something i had been thinking about. as in, it was all spontaneous. you know, i believe the more you think about something, the more chances it won't likely to happen because you probably won't carry it out because you think too much of it and instead of feeling confident, you'll be the otherwise because excess thinking makes you like that???

huh?

.........well, like procrastination. HAHH i see your faces lit up. can relate to it, can't you!!!!!!!!!!!! i think one's cognitive intentions(???) waste themselves in empty promises. they ought to be distilled into actions and into actions which bring results. hence making your life exciting for once. HA HA.

so i had messaged Imran that Saturday, just a casual hi. i didn't thought he would get back to me but he did. i didn't thought he'd say yea i'd be free. but he did. so easy. it had been so easy. too easy actually :O but it was cool. he was supposed to call me on Monday yesterday but he didn't. so i thought he forgot..... but he texted the next morning while i was having lecture with Kwan: "i took the day off. what time do i meet you?"

ecstatic gyler babs:DDDDDDD unfortunately i didn't bring my camera. i'm still beating myself up for that, especially when Imran went like, "did you bring your camera? you said you want me to model right?" i was like IIIRGGGH DAAAAMN wasted opportunity.

next time, i said. AND LIKE BRING HARITH ALONG PLEASE. i want to shoot his pretty face.

"is there anyone with you?" Imran asked while i was on my way. then i was like shit, don't tell me he brought someone. because i'd really hate that. i hate asking someone out, and they bring along someone else. pantang!!! i'm like, great why not bring your whole kampong :)

i was with Zafira. "i'm alone." well. i would be.

"so it's like a date."

"yeaa. eh. no. eh, yes. EH? I DON'T KNOW???? no? or yes?"

Zafira laughed at the background.

i ended school at 5 today right? at the end of June's lecture i was like, i want to go home..........!!!!! like so lethargic and zonked(Kathleen:D). but i'm glad i managed to drag my sorry ass to Novena, and finally see Imran. AND GET FREE B&J ICE CREAMMMMMM. I HAD CHUNKY MONKEY MUAHAHAHAHA. HANNAN, I HAD CHUNKY MONKEY, YOUR FUCKING FAVOURITE. there wasn't Cherry Garcia though :(

Imran had Chocolate Fudge, which was too die for. he finished his ice cream in 7 minutes flat. or so. i was like, dude......... that was fast, for someone who's known for taking his own sweet time. anyhoo. it was nice seeing him again:) he trimmed his hair a little. neater now:D i like that he's not very tall. so i don't have to fucking raise my voice when i talk to him. i learnt that he's a bussie like me:D WE LOATHE MRTSSSSSS. but we trained to Toa Payoh, because it's only a stop away from Novena. okay that was irrelevant.

i don't know how to say no. if i were at Yamaha and a salesperson came up to me trying to sell me an organ, with all the propaganda-ish talk and stuff, i'd probably say, yea sure i'd buy it. IM WEAK THAT WAY. so when i had asked Imran if he had tissue, and in a jiffy he had disappeared to the nearest 7eleven, all i could do was just stand there and wait for him....... he walked out of 7eleven with a packet of tissue, i got it from him and like, "okay thanks." like that was expected of him or something, and his behaviour was strongly encouraged. IRGH. i don't know how to say, "NO. you don't have to." zomg why do i have a feeling this will get me into trouble one day...........

it was 7 then. i had to call my mother because she didn't know i was heading out after school. it was so silly.... apparently she heard Imran's voice in the background telling me that he'd be going paya lebar after this, because she was like, "WHO ARE YOU WITH."

"uh. Imran."
"Imran maner?"
".....from attachment."
"OHHH. .......is it the handsome one?"

she meant Harith. because i told her about him. but i never mentioned Imran.

"the handsome one????? no la!!"

it later hit me that he probably heard it. HAHAHAHAHHA. I'M A DUMB DUMB.

we went Fork and Spoon at Toa Payoh for dinnerrrrr. got lost. well. almost. he wouldn't trust me after i got lost at Novena:DDDDDDD HAHAHA. and he was like, "it's this way." actually, both ways are the same. just that his way is the shorter route, i found out. pfft!!:P "next time, try guy's intuition," he said. and went on about guys going NS and learning about bearings. whateverrrrrrr!!!!!!

i am so treating him to a movie :( i feel obliged kindar. because dinner was his treat. so was lunch the last time we went out.................................... i feel so malu!!!!! this beats losing my balance in the mrt just now, in which he had held out his hand for me but i was too proud too hold onto it and ended up crashing into the poor aunty next to me. damn. this i promise, i'm treating him to Spiderman 3. he kindar dropped some hints la:D

he finished his chicken rice damn fast. then he watched me eat.. he watched me chew. he watched me swallow. if he could he probably would watch me digest the food.... creepy and a lot uncomfortable. but i tell myself, it's okay it's okay. this is toa payoh, my area:DDDDDDD not some corner in Tampines:P HAHA. okay nobody gets this. except maybe Zafira. HOHO.

the sucky thing about today after not bringing my camera along, is that we didn't really get to just sit around and talk. and then just stare at the clouds when we've run out of steam. as in, energy.

next time:)

when i got home, Momster took me to one corner and was like, "so who is Imran?" i told her la, he's a friend from attachment who kindar just graduated and am working as a satay man whilst waiting for graduation day next month. and that the chicken rice she was eating was his treat. but she didn't seem to bother about the details except: "is he handsome?"

"MOMMEY?????"

"well, is he nice to look at? go on, Ela."

".....he's not ugly or anything......."

reminded of Hannan instantly. scary.

"bring him home la one day."

too painful to continue with the conversation so: "GOOD NIGHT, MOMMEY!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

i think she's just relieved because she thinks i don't like guys........ (wait til i tell her Imran's age and his favourite pastime:D) scared that i probably won't have a boyfriend............ (not that this has anything to do with anything....) and she has been suspicious ever since she saw my phone wallpaper of semi-nude Jessica Alba.. and how obsessed i was over Peggy Chan............ (Peggy who???) basically she's been watching too much tv. her imagination is running wild................

i don't think she will be able to handle the cold hard truth.............. huh? what cold hard truth? i don't know.

speaking of cold. cheers to B&J's<3
Someone special blogged @ 9:17 PM l

is it just me or is the campus so overpopulated all of a sudden?????

today was kind of hot, ain't it. even though it rained. then i was so relieved we'd be having lecture in the chilly lecture rooms, and suddenly 20 minutes later, i couldn't wait to get out there in the sun. BUT once i was out there, i changed my mind almost rightaway. hm. i don't think it has anything to do with women being fickle minded. or is it? i don't think so. i don't know.

how was first day of school? i thought it was awright... i mean, seeing my loveys after far too long. Zafira:) so glad to start the day with her. and EVELYN. HA-HA. looking all doll-ed up. for who ar? FOR ME RIIIGHT. she's be perfect if she..loses the pinky envelope she was fanning herself with. and like, stop picking on me so often:P and Kama!! hit me on the shoulder and was like, "LELA i like your hair!!!" fuck i miss that shortie:P

my hair is long and i am cutting it this week:) random. but yes.

the cool thing about first days is bumping into your friends you haven't seen the past month.

i walked right into Ruth like wham! probably because she was blocking me kindar. that's the thing with me. i don't look when i walk. i just..walk. maybe that's why i keep missing the goodlooking guys that walk by, whereas Zafira or Kama would go like, did you see that guy???? and i'd be like what! where! i missed him!!!

anywaysm.. Ruth. Yea. whammed into her. like so dramatically. i didn't know it was her, and i almost wanted to like shove her away like i don't know you? HAHA. i pulled a Noratiah:P that's when i looked up. familiar face. "RUTHIE! ey mannnnnn:D" like there was a sudden reflex to hug her. but i stopped myself. i was sweating, she was sweating. it wouldn't be a nice feeling. HAHA.

then there was Meech. she remembered my name:O because i didn't remembered hers. .....her real name at least HA-HA. TingYu or something..yea:D she's so adorable la. then Siti Aisyah Johari(hah full name)....:D is it just me or is she just the prettiest thing in the whole wide world.

Ruth, Meech, Aisyah.... reminded me so much of that wistful feeling.......................... what ar?

oh yea. attachment:DDDDD

did you know i used to have a really bad first impression of them? but they are really the coolest, most beautiful people in the world. after working with them for 3 weeks:) and probably more weeks of attachment to come. speaking of which,

WHYYYYYYEEEE did the lecturer mention attachment weeks???????? week 12 - 15. fuck you. it's so depressing la. it's only the first day la please. AAAAAAND i had to check: it falls on my birthday. DAMN IT. i just hope i won't have to do afternoon shift on the Tuesday. i DO NOT want to spend my 18th birthday in the fucking ward. ..well, depends. ...naw. i DO NOT. UGH i don't know. it's not like me to be so negative la. but it is the first day of school..............

year 2, lei :O

i'm glad we get Dr. Param for bioscience. he's really okay:D HEH. pun intended kindar.

it's Tuesday tomorrow:O
Someone special blogged @ 6:46 PM l

i don't know who watched Windfall today at channel 5, 4pm(i think). well i did and, shit, this guy is damn damn damn damn fucking goodlooking. like off the charts good looking. the sort that makes gay chicks and straight guys question their sexuality.

i'm starting school tomorrow and this is a way of cheering myself up. so shut up i can post as many Cotrona pictures i want:D




he looks like... :O!!!!!! Evelyn or Yuwen, if you're reading this.... don't you think he looks like someone we know................ :O!!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH. but he's hotsex isn't he. as in Cotrona, not Harith. FUCK i said his name. HAHAHHA. whatever. he makes me feel like a woman, that's all that matters. HAHAHAHA. as in, Cotrona. not..yea...


apparently that's a bad picture of Harith. BUT i totally see the fucking resemblance. especially that day when H came to work unshaven. shudders. okay maybe Cotrona is not thaaaat hot.

zomg thank god it's sch*** tomorrow. i need to mix with society. you know? real people. HA-HA. in a meantime, i can't wait for next Sunday:DDDD wait, no i'm not......... :O

okay nobody's getting me.

bye.
Someone special blogged @ 10:06 PM l

..Hannan said. "the first one is at first glance and you're instantly blown away. but after seeing that person numerous times, it gets boring. the second one is when it doesn't really get to you at first. but after seeing that person time and time again, he seems to look more beautiful than he was yesterday. that kind of beauty, last forever."

then he spoiled it by practically trying to 'sell' his friends to me: "Dicky is good-looking."

i looked at him with a slight frown.

"i'm serious. you don't think so?"

"no la. i haven't seen him for so long, that's all."

he didn't understand the phrase: haven't seen him for so long. "so how would you rate him?"

i tried my best to recall how Dicky looks like. i'm not saying he's forgettable, i'm sure he's good-looking as Hannan says la. but i have a memory of a retarded goldfish, that's all. i know he has dimples, he's pretty tall, he's got 'long nose', and small eyes....two ears, two arms....

"he's definitely not ugly....." i said.

"so that's a 5.1?????"

"HAHA!"

"what about rasheedi?"

"what about him?"

"when's the last time you saw him?"

"i don't remember."

"he's good-looking too."

"yea, i saw pictures of him on friendster. he knows how to work it."

"photogenic you mean?"

"not quite. he's different. because sometimes the most photogenic person can still freeze up when the camera's in his face. he can smile, but it looks plastic. Rasheedi doesn't smile in his pictures but still look good. like those typical models on mags."

"models ey??"

i could see Hannan mentally writing that down. probably to tell Rasheedi later.

"how would you rate him?"

...."well, i forgot his features... he's definitely not ugly......."

"so that's a 5.2??????"

"HANNAN."

we had breakfast at Delifrance, J8. supposedly at 9.30am but he woke at 9.20am:) tu la. semangat. orang cakap 11, dier nak pagi2 lagi. hah. in the end we made it at 10 instead. he arrived 20 minutes later. i couldn't recognised him at first. macam cheena la he. aherm aherm. and because we hadn't hang out for far too long. i wondered why............

"what happened to that guy?"

"WHAT GUY?"

"ibrahim or something??"

"oh. nothing happened.........."

"oh. heh. that news was like 6 months ago ey."

"EXACTLY." STUPID:P "do you see Syahida around in school?"

"yea." he shuddered visibly and i couldn't help but laughed. "you know he told everyone we used to have a history together? and it kind of got me into trouble with..." he hesitated.

"with?"

the waiter came and took our order. she walked away and i looked at him expectantly. he seemed to be struggling. he didn't know how to say it and i found myself enjoying it. was like, HELL YEA. call me sadist but its fun to see him try to say the words: "my girlfriend."

what's so hard anyway?

haha i could have cut him some slack, man. i know it's hard. BUT NAH:D

:DD

it was good catching up. i knew it wouldn't be awkward. yes we had our off days hence the 5 months. but the 5 months is nothing compared to the 6 years we've known each other. fuck it's been 6 years siol. the weird thing is, despite our bad days, i know that he's always there. that there's still a place for me in his heart gitu! and vice versa. yuck, gay. okay maybe it's not weird. maybe it's magical:D
Someone special blogged @ 8:19 PM l

i know it's not tuesday. i know i'm supposed to blog sentosa. but i'm kindar having a headache right now because i had spent the whole day sleeping in like the perfect pig. so there. and i'm in love with this girl on youtube.com so just thought the world should know:)


Someone special blogged @ 10:58 PM l

us = LELA + NUROOL :P JANGAN MARAHXX













if only Asyraf knows he's kanna two-timed by Nurool with Me. HAHAHAHHAHAHA. NAWWW JUST KIDDDENNNG:P







83, lei. :D

i think i look sexy in the last shot. HA-HA. like a doofus sexy.

looking forward to more camwhoring intimacy with my lovey in the futurey(?). amin. CEH.

sentosa pictures tomorrow :):)
Someone special blogged @ 9:38 PM l

breakfast with momster. probably the last time. PROBABLY???? PFFT. HELL PROBABLY! because apparently class starts at 8am every goddamn wednesdays. LABBB some more. thus cannot ponteng. cannot get Aisya to tap attendance for me. most importantly, cannot be LAAATE. or else considered ABSENT. then must troublesomely(?) make up another lesson with some other foreign group. then if you happen to loathe a student in that group, then good luck to you!

:O i don't want to go back to school.

breakfast with Momster :) this time at Qi Ji in Hougang. awww, Qi Ji :):) reminds me of CGH, reminds me of attachment, reminds me of the drama that comes with attchments, reminds me of the heartache that comes with the drama that comes with the attachments at CGH hey i can go on for i'm a true wordsmith.

they didn't say wordsmiths have to make sense :D well. they didnt' say I have to make sense HA HA! IN YOUR FACE.

jangan cari pasal la, Lela.

i realised my mother has FRIENDS! HOHO! there's always something to learn about your mother. i was surprised, quite honestly. "i may be a loser, but i have friends," Momster said. okay she didn't used the word loser. but i've always looked at her that way :) I'M NOT INSULTING HER. okay i am, but because i love her. HAHA and anywhore, im like her in a way. not very sociable in a sense. don't like to be in big groups. you know, how when you're walking in town, and you always spot like a biiig group of friends. i don't like that. being in a group hanging out, it suffocates me. but it's nothing personal though.

back to my mother. we were walking and we bumped into one of her old colleague. chat chat chat. like last week when we were at Tekka, we bumped into another ex colleague! what are the odds!!!!! and then again, when we were at amk, bumped into her current colleague. he's a 23 year old guy and later i learnt he also works part time at Starbucks because he has to support his wife and 3 kids.

i would have saluted him, gave him a standing ovation, totally respect him and look up to him, if he hadn't look at me, then back at my mother and mockingly said, "your son?"

actually it wasn't that bad. you know i'm easy, i would just shrug it off with a smile, but Momster just HAD to laugh with him. that, i cannot tolerate. my own flesh and blood!!!!??? i wanted to just turn and leave. but not after i punch the guy in the stomach, and knee him in the groin. come on i do not look like a guy at all please la..

"main2 jer. jangan amek hati yer, adik?" he later said. ADIK??? ..well, okay la.... as long as i don't try not to imagine Imran calling me that.

later Momster took me shopping and urged me to buy a fucking dress. awww. it's really cute and i like it but no thank you. i don't mind wearing dresses, really. but i'm not going to wear one just because someone mistake me for a he. anyway, he was just being annoying. he wasn't for real. my chest is not THAAAAAAAAT flat!!!!!!! hysterical*

wait, the day only gets worst.

was checking out earrings when suddenly..... i felt it. clutched my abdomen. don't know why. did i think it would..i don't know...stop the flow? i turned to my mother: "Mommey, i have bad news." need not say more. Momster made weird noises like ..srrrt, srrrt.. i was like Uh????!?!?!?! CLUELESS. WHATEVER.. "i saw a Watson downstairs..." and off we went. Momster kept making that weird noise again!!!!!! it was so annoying.

and at Watson: i got what i needed, waited at the counter, only to find Momster at the soap section, sniffing products. i was like, you have got to be kidding me!!! "MOMMEY??? WHAT ARE YOU DOING." of course i knew what she was doing. i meant to say why are you doing what your doing you very well know this is an emergency!

"eh, Ela. i can't decide. which do you think has a nice smell?" she held out two Shukubutsu body foam, one with green cover, and the other yellow. i randomly grabbed the green. but she snatched it back and gave me the yellow. "it comes with a free facial foam," she smiled, pointing to the free facial foam that was tapped together with it. she had that look, that i'm-so-brilliant look. OF COURSE, MOM. why didn't i think of that, huh.

i wanted to cry.

"what else do we need????? hm? shampoo??? toothbrush???? toothpaste????" of course i was being sarcastic. but she didn't get it, and thought i was being stupid: "fancy thinking of grocery shopping when you very well know you might leak anytime."

in a way, i'm glad this is the last Breakfast with Momster.
Someone special blogged @ 4:57 PM l

i finally had some latte today:D bliss! sorrey haven't really been updating. that's because nothing's been happening. basically these days i've been slothified. it's a choice:D because it's less than a week to new term(YEAR 2!! Lady Stress is beckoning..). i'm going to make it sound like school is a death sentence: yesss i'm determined to make the best of my time left. ..by slothing my ass off.

i won't be able to wake up late, sleep even later, after this Sunday :( school's as early at 8am, and ends as late as 8 fucking pm. brutal habis. most significantly, i won't be able to shoot. not without worrying about presentations and ICAs. gosh. ICAs. just saying it makes me want to harm somebody. poly students' worst enemy.

it's sentosa outing with Nana, Ali, Meya and (hopefully)Nurool on thursday. i honestly thought 14 april. but actually its 12. tomorrow. CRAP. luckily it's on Nana so we don't have to chip in :O i may sound horrifically selfish, but take it easy on me. momster hasn''t exactly been giving me pocket money since its the hols. i can't even afford a 1.90 pen. okay i'm just stretching. no need for that faces thank you.

"are you going to bring your big cam?" Nana gushed. she made it sound like my Canon is holy.

"welllllll. it's either camera or bikini.."(nana has made it official: bikini top is a must.)

"EH. don't action uh! for you it's both! basket you."

HAHAHAHHAA. "see you on thursday, nana."

bikini?????? HAHA. i dont need bikinis. there's nothing to..support/cover.. HAHA. zomg i recalled a conversation with Hannan days ago and it went something like this:

(we were picking a date to meet up)
Hannan:"you want to ask Rasheedi and Dicky along?"
me:"sure! XOMG i can bring my camera."
"you'll scare Dicky away."
"alar spoil la Dicky."
"maybe you can take candid shots.'
"i would need to find a place to hide the camera so it will be oblivious to his eyes."
"your breasts? he don't dare to look."

awkward silence

Hannan:"HAHA! shit. i'm sorry. i was just kidding. SORRY BERRY."
Me: *defensive* "there's nothing to look at anyway."

even more awkward silence


Hannan:"uhoh."
Me:"...........no, serious."
"HAHA! OKAY. moving on?"
"yes please."

what a weird conversation to have between two people who haven't been in contact for way too long. BUT ANYWAAAHEYHEYHEYsssszzzxx breasts are overrated. somebody ought to tell my Gmum that. i mean, she buys me baju kurungs for raya while my sisters get kebayas. her reason: Ela doesn't have the dee-dees to fit nicely into one. okay enough about this! suker eh, korang:P

funny how we dont mind compromising our favourite sleeping position because the cat is sharing the same bed :) i was in a very uncomfortable sleeping position and had to stay that way because Mac was sleeping between my legs and i didn't want to wake him which i know i would have if i had moved even a wee bit. i woke with cramps.

i think the trick is to chop the bed first! and make sure you're all comfortable! and then let the cat on:D

actually there's one problem. this is not my bed. its his. as in, the couch is where he usually sleeps on. yea i sleep on the couch in the living room. i don't sleep in my room no more. it no more offers comfort and security. in fact i could die in there.. because Lina's on the phone every night with her boyfriend, and you know how much it scares me.

i have to stop here because if i carry on, i will just keep carrying on, and on. and on and on and on. and on and on and good night loveys and on and on and on and on and
Someone special blogged @ 12:10 AM l

this is for Imran.


i'll be your crying shoulder
i'll be love's suicide
i'll be better when i'm older
i'll be the greatest fan of your life

I'LL BEEEEE by EDWIN MCCAIN(a cover)
Someone special blogged @ 6:29 PM l

You Are Cherry Garcia Ice Cream

You're the coolest cat around, but too laid back to let it get to your head

What Flavor Ben and Jerry's Ice Cream Are You?

how fucking spot on!!! i LOVE Cherry Garcia. like to the maxest. i think we're meant to be, you and me, Garcia.

Your Personality Cluster is Extraverted Intuition

You are: A true wordsmith - a master of words Original, spontaneous, and a true inspiration Highly energetic, up for any challenge Entertaining and engaging, both to friends and strangers

What's Your Personality Cluster?

THANKS. i'll keep on writing for you. i don't know about engaging though. you tell me.

You Are 28% Control Freak

You have achieved the perfect balance of control and letting go. You tend to roll with whatever life brings, but you never get complacent.

Are You A Control Freak?

"to roll with whatever life brings" huh? yea bring it on, Life! (no, not really. i'm only 18!!!!!)

What Your Sleeping Position Says

You have a passion for everything - including sleeping. Outgoing and brash, you tend to still shock those who know you well. You tend to be selfish. You are the most likely type to hog the covers. You gravitate toward comfort and don't like extreme situations.

What Does Your Sleeping Position Say About You?

"most likely type to hog the covers". what a whole load of truth :) just two nights ago i stole Gmum's blanket. she was a little pissed off because it gets pretty cold at night. well, she wasn't exactly using it.

Your Quirk Factor: 66%

You're so quirky, it's hard for you to tell the difference between quirky and normal. No doubt about it, there's little about you that's "normal" or "average."

How Quirky Are You?

wait till i tell this to Hannan.

You Are 48% Capitalist, 52% Socialist

While you are definitely sympathetic to a free economy, you also worry about the less fortunate. Wealth and business is fine, as long as those who are in need get helped out too. You tend to see both the government and corporations as potentially corrupt.

Are You a Socialist or Capitalist?

no comment :O

Your Career Personality: Idealistic, Service-Oriented, and Future-Oriented

Your Ideal Careers: Alternative health practitioner Architect Environmental lawyer Librarian Magazine editor Museum curator Novelist Nutritionist Photo journalist Playwright

The Quick and Dirty Career Test

ho i like this the best. alternative health practitioner right on top. hm. ARCHITECT?? did i see right! environmental lawyer??? that's something i see Noratiah could do:D Librarian? SURE!:D ..i think.. magazine editor.. well, depends what type of magazine. i don't want like those fashion and make-up mags. who cares about those superficial stuff. museum curator! never thought about it. NOVELIST. YES. YES. nutritionist???? HAHHAHAHA. photo journalist :):) please please please! playwright?? :D interesting. I LOVE THIS QUIZ. it's so almost accurate.

You Are 66% Thankful

You are a very thankful person - for both the big and little things in life. Your optimism is powerful. Getting through hard times is fairly easy for you.

How Thankful Are You?

easy???? i wish it had been.

You Should Be a Joke Writer

You're totally hilarious, and you can find the humor in any situation. Whether you're spouting off zingers, comebacks, or jokes about life... You usually can keep a crowd laughing, and you have plenty of material. You have the makings of a great comedian - or comedic writer.

What Type of Writer Should You Be?

i'd settle for the latter. because my verbal skills ain't that grand la. but ey i don't want to be just a joke writer........ i can be serious in my writing you know. stop laughing.

Your English Skills:

Grammar: 80% Punctuation: 60% Spelling: 40% Vocabulary: 20%

Does Your English Cut the Mustard?

HAHAHHAHAHA. grammar 80%? i'm a freak. a bit disappointed on the vocabulary(my bad, Mrs.O. 2 years supply of reader's digest hadn't been helpful. then again, i usually skipped the vocabulary part..) but it's okay la! i've never intended to wow readers with cheem words anyway. you should try this quiz and see for yourself. you'd know what i mean. NO peeking at dictionaries!!!

Your Stripper Song Is

Closer by Nine Inch Nails "You let me violate you, you let me desecrate you You let me penetrate you, you let me complicate you Help me I broke apart my insides, help me I've got no Soul to tell" When you dance, it's a little scary - and a lot sexy.

What Song Should You Strip To?

cant help it:DDDDDDDD i should take a listen to this song on imeem.com or something. out of curiosity la please.

Your Pickup Line Is

Hey baby... I can tell we both love the same things; Me!

The Magical Pick Up Line Generator

HAHA. OKAY.

Your Five Variable Love Profile

Propensity for Monogamy: Your propensity for monogamy is high. You find it easy to be devoted and loyal to one person. And in return, you expect the same from who you love. Any sign of straying, and you'll end things. Experience Level: Your experience level is medium. You probably have had a couple significant loves. And you may have even had your heart broken. But you haven't really dated a wide variety of people. Dominance: Your dominance is medium. You tend to be the one with more power. You aren't a total control freak in relationships.. But of course you don't mind getting you way! Cynicism: Your cynicism is low. You are an eternal optimist when it comes to love and romance. No matter how many times you've been hurt - you're never bitter. You believe in one true love, your perfect soulmate. And if you haven't found true love yet, you know you will soon. Independence: Your independence is medium. In relationships, you need both "me time" and "we time." You usually find it easy to be part of a couple. But occasionally you start to feel a little smothered.

The Five Variable Love Test

i don't know what any of those mean.
Someone special blogged @ 12:03 AM l

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