Almost everyone has fallen in love. For those who haven't love's waiting to happen.
Sometimes, we fail, and there's no going back. But don't let that get you down, as a person. Cos loving someone doesn't mean it's meant to be.
Your fate's in your hands, true. But not when it's got another person's fate involved in it.
So ppl, don't pull yourself down when you don't get to be with the love of your life. Cos that person might not even be the one for you. You'll never find out, until you pick yourself up and carry on.
Be all that you can be as an individual, bring out the best in yourself and shine.
:-)
A friend asked me to write a testimonial for his new Friendster account, which he opened for all heartbroken ppl, one of which he is. I seriously didn't know wat to write, so I wrote this. It's so bull that I decided to paste it here. Also, I've no time to blog. Sigh. I so wanna blog more! :-(
Shit. Mom. Nuff said.
Saturday, November 27, 2004
Thursday, November 25, 2004
I have to blog now, due to popular demand. Everybody's poking at me from all sides, chanting, "Blog. Blog. Blog. Blog." You know how freaky and terrifying that is?
*shakes like a leaf*
Anyways, a friend requested that I elaborate on the points I wrote in my earlier entry, the one before the last. Here goes!
- Sash and me, our meeting *beams*
Finally, we met!! She's taller. Hmph.
We watched Princess Diaries 2, which was funny, but not very fantastic, as a movie. I enjoyed it loads more cos Sash was there! There was this weird kid running and crawling up and down the aisle. Wat fun!
After that, we ooh-ed and aah-ed over some earrings, which I was to broke to buy then. Now, I'm not broke! The un-broke status is gonna last for an extremely short while. Experience speaks. So, I must go now while it's good. Means: SASH! Come out with me soon!!
After the look-but-no-buy session, we went home, cos Sash's got a curfew.
*audience go "Aww..."*
But wat the hell, I had FUN!! :-D
- Jay *floats*
Not much to say about J, except that, I'm loving him even more, and I'm seriously deprived of him.
*pulls cheeks down in pathetic deprivation*
Again, ppl, don't puke.
- My quitting from my job *groans*
- My probably dickless boss *cackles*
Not worth blogging. He's a dickhead. A fuckhead, even. He refused to believe my dad was hospitalised until I showed him the MC.
Too much words wasted on him. Let's. Move. On.
- A few other itty bitty stuff I want to rant about
My memory fails me. *bangs head on the wall*
Automated voice: Point-form discussion, OVER. Beep.
Now, I shall say some stuff about Sash's party! Not much though. Stupid stupid memory.
I arrived before Kit, Kish or Melvo did, so I was pretty lonely and lost.
Me, and a group of friends: Quiet.
Me, and a group of ppl I don't know: *crickets*
I was frantically smsing Kit to come faster than she already was. So, when she and Kishy were finally on the bus, I excused myself and ran down to the bus stop to meet them.
I love Kit's hair!!
So we went up to Sash's house, to find Melvo and Kay already there.
I love Kay's hair!!
So, we ate, talked, and introduced each other to each other. It was fun! Stupid Kit bumped into me purposely so many times, making me spill my Coke. Hmph.
I can't rmbr much about wat happened later. Well, there were 2 cakes, one for Sash, and one for her friend, which was a surprise to her.
*audience go "Aww..." again*
Alamak. Mom's back and bitching. Gtg. Be back soon!
*shakes like a leaf*
Anyways, a friend requested that I elaborate on the points I wrote in my earlier entry, the one before the last. Here goes!
- Sash and me, our meeting *beams*
Finally, we met!! She's taller. Hmph.
We watched Princess Diaries 2, which was funny, but not very fantastic, as a movie. I enjoyed it loads more cos Sash was there! There was this weird kid running and crawling up and down the aisle. Wat fun!
After that, we ooh-ed and aah-ed over some earrings, which I was to broke to buy then. Now, I'm not broke! The un-broke status is gonna last for an extremely short while. Experience speaks. So, I must go now while it's good. Means: SASH! Come out with me soon!!
After the look-but-no-buy session, we went home, cos Sash's got a curfew.
*audience go "Aww..."*
But wat the hell, I had FUN!! :-D
- Jay *floats*
Not much to say about J, except that, I'm loving him even more, and I'm seriously deprived of him.
*pulls cheeks down in pathetic deprivation*
Again, ppl, don't puke.
- My quitting from my job *groans*
- My probably dickless boss *cackles*
Not worth blogging. He's a dickhead. A fuckhead, even. He refused to believe my dad was hospitalised until I showed him the MC.
Too much words wasted on him. Let's. Move. On.
- A few other itty bitty stuff I want to rant about
My memory fails me. *bangs head on the wall*
Automated voice: Point-form discussion, OVER. Beep.
Now, I shall say some stuff about Sash's party! Not much though. Stupid stupid memory.
I arrived before Kit, Kish or Melvo did, so I was pretty lonely and lost.
Me, and a group of friends: Quiet.
Me, and a group of ppl I don't know: *crickets*
I was frantically smsing Kit to come faster than she already was. So, when she and Kishy were finally on the bus, I excused myself and ran down to the bus stop to meet them.
I love Kit's hair!!
So we went up to Sash's house, to find Melvo and Kay already there.
I love Kay's hair!!
So, we ate, talked, and introduced each other to each other. It was fun! Stupid Kit bumped into me purposely so many times, making me spill my Coke. Hmph.
I can't rmbr much about wat happened later. Well, there were 2 cakes, one for Sash, and one for her friend, which was a surprise to her.
*audience go "Aww..." again*
Alamak. Mom's back and bitching. Gtg. Be back soon!
Saturday, November 20, 2004
I'm so sorry ppl. I wanted to blog today, but was busy having a heartfelt chat with J. I'm going to have to blog about Sash's birthday party another time!
I can afford to write some stuff in point-form though. Here goes!
- J cldn't come. :.-(
- Sash looked hot.
- She's not prettier than me. *growls at Sash for insisting otherwise**
- Olinda got voted out of SG Idol. (WOOHOO!!)
- Taufik must win. *stands up and waves pom-poms*
- Kishy's got a funny laugh.
- I love Kit's hair.
- Melvo's stupid.
- Sash's sister's extremely cute! *dies*
- Sash's mom looks way too young! *dies again*
Mom's shouting. Sigh. Be back!
:-)
I can afford to write some stuff in point-form though. Here goes!
- J cldn't come. :.-(
- Sash looked hot.
- She's not prettier than me. *growls at Sash for insisting otherwise**
- Olinda got voted out of SG Idol. (WOOHOO!!)
- Taufik must win. *stands up and waves pom-poms*
- Kishy's got a funny laugh.
- I love Kit's hair.
- Melvo's stupid.
- Sash's sister's extremely cute! *dies*
- Sash's mom looks way too young! *dies again*
Mom's shouting. Sigh. Be back!
:-)
Tuesday, November 16, 2004
I wanna blog about so much but no time! Here's a list of things I want to blog about:
- Sash and me, our meeting *beams*
- Jay *floats*
- My quitting from my job *groans*
- My probably dickless boss *cackles*
- A few other itty bitty stuff I want to rant about
So much to blog, so little time!
Oh oh, Sash's party on Friday! Happified! Jay can't come though, I think. Said he's busy. Sigh. *hangs head dejectedly*
Ah well. *wipes snot away on sleeve*
- Sash and me, our meeting *beams*
- Jay *floats*
- My quitting from my job *groans*
- My probably dickless boss *cackles*
- A few other itty bitty stuff I want to rant about
So much to blog, so little time!
Oh oh, Sash's party on Friday! Happified! Jay can't come though, I think. Said he's busy. Sigh. *hangs head dejectedly*
Ah well. *wipes snot away on sleeve*
Saturday, November 13, 2004
Something extremely freaky just happened. My 2nd brother-in-law just complimented me! Well, he sorta did. I just heard him say it 3 minutes or so ago, to my mom. They were having a convo while the commercials were on.
"Janani's sister actually looks pretty, y'know? She looks like Dhanya."
My jaw hit the floor and I'm sure it'll come back up 3 hrs later. He NEVER compliments me. He normally goes on and on about how my lips are too pouty, how my forehead's all biggish and weird, how my feet are too big, the list goes on. The only nicest thing he's said to me is that I'm the spitting image of my 2nd sister, who's beautiful. I think she's much prettier than me, in a fairer, more indian, wholesome way. It's not like I look like a bad-assed girl, but she's just much more pleasing to look at, especially to the Indian eye. At least that's wat I think.
Anyways, yep, he complimented me and I'm still not over the shock. *jaw shivers on the cold floor*
I seem to be getting loads of compliments latey though. Everyone seems to be complimenting me on the way I look, almost all the time. I went to Eswari's house yesterday, and Hannibal and Daniel came too. I met Hanni first, and once he saw me, he went, "Hey, you look pretty!" Oh oh, and he said my lips looked smaller!! Wooo!!!
*somersaults*
Anyways, yeah, I smsed both Hanni and Daniel that I'd reached home, cos it was pretty late, around midnight. And Hanni complimented me again, saying I looked nice, and Daniel said I really looked beautiful! Oh oh, and he called me the night before, which was Deepavali, and we talked for an hour or so, and he was telling me how pretty I am and all! Gosh these guys really know how to make a girl happy! *blushes, gushes and dies*
I know all of you must be puking, but oh do listen, cos there's more more more!!
*jumps about in ecstacy*
There are like, so many ppl who have told me I look like Aishwarya Rai, Miss World 1994. Seriously, SO MANY. It started in primary 5, with my sister telling me I looked like her upside down. Spastic, I know. But later on, in secondary school, more and more ppl were noticing the resemblance. I've got relatives in Malaysia, Seremban, whom I don't see often. The last time I saw them was just after my O Levels, can you believe that? Well yeah, there's this aunty who fell into the habit of describing me as the 'Aishwarya girl' cos there are way too many names of cousins and aunts to rmbr. And, I've got another aunty in JB who keeps staring at me from time to time and saying I look like 'that girl from Devdas'. There was this guy who worked with me in Escape Theme Park, who told me I looked like Madhuri Dixit, though. Puh-lease. *rolls eyes* She's so different from me! Besides, she's old.
Oh and back to wat I was saying, when I get introduced to ppl, relatives and friends alike, I often get the "Oh hey, you look like Aishwarya Rai, y'know?" line. This is like, happifying! I got to admit, she does look marvellous, though it's mostly due to the 9 layers of make-up. Seen pictures of her without make-up, ppl? She looks VERY ordinary. And with the make up piled on, she's suddenly got a good bone structure, cheekbones and all! And she acts so smart-assed during interviews, using bombastic words and raised eyebrows, but if you listen carefully to wat she's saying, it doesn't make much sense, or anything interesting to listen to. Ok, enough bitch-talk.
I just read thru wat I've written so far. God I sound so bimbotic and vain! Oh well. Can't hide from my true self, can I?
Oh shit. I've gtg.
I've spent so much time writing shit when I was actually supposed to write about Sash and me. We met today!!! We watched Princess Diaries, and I totally enjoyed the time I spent with her! Sash Jolie Banderas, we are so going to have to go out soon! Earrings, girl! WOOOO!!!
God. Gtg. Nite!
"Janani's sister actually looks pretty, y'know? She looks like Dhanya."
My jaw hit the floor and I'm sure it'll come back up 3 hrs later. He NEVER compliments me. He normally goes on and on about how my lips are too pouty, how my forehead's all biggish and weird, how my feet are too big, the list goes on. The only nicest thing he's said to me is that I'm the spitting image of my 2nd sister, who's beautiful. I think she's much prettier than me, in a fairer, more indian, wholesome way. It's not like I look like a bad-assed girl, but she's just much more pleasing to look at, especially to the Indian eye. At least that's wat I think.
Anyways, yep, he complimented me and I'm still not over the shock. *jaw shivers on the cold floor*
I seem to be getting loads of compliments latey though. Everyone seems to be complimenting me on the way I look, almost all the time. I went to Eswari's house yesterday, and Hannibal and Daniel came too. I met Hanni first, and once he saw me, he went, "Hey, you look pretty!" Oh oh, and he said my lips looked smaller!! Wooo!!!
*somersaults*
Anyways, yeah, I smsed both Hanni and Daniel that I'd reached home, cos it was pretty late, around midnight. And Hanni complimented me again, saying I looked nice, and Daniel said I really looked beautiful! Oh oh, and he called me the night before, which was Deepavali, and we talked for an hour or so, and he was telling me how pretty I am and all! Gosh these guys really know how to make a girl happy! *blushes, gushes and dies*
I know all of you must be puking, but oh do listen, cos there's more more more!!
*jumps about in ecstacy*
There are like, so many ppl who have told me I look like Aishwarya Rai, Miss World 1994. Seriously, SO MANY. It started in primary 5, with my sister telling me I looked like her upside down. Spastic, I know. But later on, in secondary school, more and more ppl were noticing the resemblance. I've got relatives in Malaysia, Seremban, whom I don't see often. The last time I saw them was just after my O Levels, can you believe that? Well yeah, there's this aunty who fell into the habit of describing me as the 'Aishwarya girl' cos there are way too many names of cousins and aunts to rmbr. And, I've got another aunty in JB who keeps staring at me from time to time and saying I look like 'that girl from Devdas'. There was this guy who worked with me in Escape Theme Park, who told me I looked like Madhuri Dixit, though. Puh-lease. *rolls eyes* She's so different from me! Besides, she's old.
Oh and back to wat I was saying, when I get introduced to ppl, relatives and friends alike, I often get the "Oh hey, you look like Aishwarya Rai, y'know?" line. This is like, happifying! I got to admit, she does look marvellous, though it's mostly due to the 9 layers of make-up. Seen pictures of her without make-up, ppl? She looks VERY ordinary. And with the make up piled on, she's suddenly got a good bone structure, cheekbones and all! And she acts so smart-assed during interviews, using bombastic words and raised eyebrows, but if you listen carefully to wat she's saying, it doesn't make much sense, or anything interesting to listen to. Ok, enough bitch-talk.
I just read thru wat I've written so far. God I sound so bimbotic and vain! Oh well. Can't hide from my true self, can I?
Oh shit. I've gtg.
I've spent so much time writing shit when I was actually supposed to write about Sash and me. We met today!!! We watched Princess Diaries, and I totally enjoyed the time I spent with her! Sash Jolie Banderas, we are so going to have to go out soon! Earrings, girl! WOOOO!!!
God. Gtg. Nite!
Saturday, November 6, 2004
You put me down, provoke me with your words, say bad things about me to others. Still, you think you own me.
You try to control me by taking away privileges. You want me to wear a pottu all the time but I don't want to, so your stuff are off-limits to me until I 'come to my senses'. As if I give a flying fuck about your stuff. I've got my own. Know why? I'm old enough. I'm independent enough. I don't need you nor your help to get wat I want. In case you change your mind about wat you said, don't, cos you don't have to finance my studies, no thank you. I'll find my way.
I've got better things to be than your last sister, the bimbo who's got her looks and nails on her mind the whole time. There's so much to me you know shit about, and you'll never know, cos in your mind, the image is stuck, that I'm perpetually the pretty little airhead who's useful only when you need favours. Otherwise her presence is a waste to the family.
I don't care if you don't know me. Just leave me alone and get on with your own life. I'm sick of being hurt, sick of thinking about the things you said, sick of you making me cry in front of strangers. I'd love to make you feel my pain, just so you'd stop inflicting it on me.
I used to want to be just like you. You used to be so nice to me and I felt so lucky to have the most beautiful girl in the world for a big sister. That's all before I became 'this bad', yeah? Well, 'this bad' is how I'm going to be. I'm not going to change myself, become more indianised, or not have a boyfriend just for you. I don't want to be like you, not ever. I'm happy being me, and don't you dare try to change that. Accept the fact that I've grown up. I'm not willing to be your idea of a little sister.
I do love you, and I know you love me. But I don't like you much. I'm trying my best to fight the hate I feel for you.
You try to control me by taking away privileges. You want me to wear a pottu all the time but I don't want to, so your stuff are off-limits to me until I 'come to my senses'. As if I give a flying fuck about your stuff. I've got my own. Know why? I'm old enough. I'm independent enough. I don't need you nor your help to get wat I want. In case you change your mind about wat you said, don't, cos you don't have to finance my studies, no thank you. I'll find my way.
I've got better things to be than your last sister, the bimbo who's got her looks and nails on her mind the whole time. There's so much to me you know shit about, and you'll never know, cos in your mind, the image is stuck, that I'm perpetually the pretty little airhead who's useful only when you need favours. Otherwise her presence is a waste to the family.
I don't care if you don't know me. Just leave me alone and get on with your own life. I'm sick of being hurt, sick of thinking about the things you said, sick of you making me cry in front of strangers. I'd love to make you feel my pain, just so you'd stop inflicting it on me.
I used to want to be just like you. You used to be so nice to me and I felt so lucky to have the most beautiful girl in the world for a big sister. That's all before I became 'this bad', yeah? Well, 'this bad' is how I'm going to be. I'm not going to change myself, become more indianised, or not have a boyfriend just for you. I don't want to be like you, not ever. I'm happy being me, and don't you dare try to change that. Accept the fact that I've grown up. I'm not willing to be your idea of a little sister.
I do love you, and I know you love me. But I don't like you much. I'm trying my best to fight the hate I feel for you.
Friday, November 5, 2004
I don't know wat hairstyle to wear at my sister's wedding. Oh, I didn't tell you guys about my sari!! How cld I have forgotten?!!
*slaps self*
Anyway, it's mainly off-white, and orange at the ends, with silver patterns. It's a beautiful sari and the colours suit my complexion! Gosh I love it love it love it!
*somersaults 23 times*
I gotta be on a lookout for matching jewellery. It's gonna be shopping shopping and shopping from now on. Oh YEAH!!!
*does a little dance*
The hairstyle's the problem though. I don't know wat to do. Tie up, let go, natural curls, get it straightened for the day, I got absolutely no idea. My mom wants to use hair extensions on me. No way! Someone elses' hair!
*pukes*
Shitty. Gtg. Nite!
*slaps self*
Anyway, it's mainly off-white, and orange at the ends, with silver patterns. It's a beautiful sari and the colours suit my complexion! Gosh I love it love it love it!
*somersaults 23 times*
I gotta be on a lookout for matching jewellery. It's gonna be shopping shopping and shopping from now on. Oh YEAH!!!
*does a little dance*
The hairstyle's the problem though. I don't know wat to do. Tie up, let go, natural curls, get it straightened for the day, I got absolutely no idea. My mom wants to use hair extensions on me. No way! Someone elses' hair!
*pukes*
Shitty. Gtg. Nite!
I called Jeevitha on her handphone a while ago. I thought she picked the phone up. Turned out to be her sister, Lalitha! Stupid, stupid convo.
L: Hello?
D: Hi, may I speak to stupidity?
L: Umm...she's in the toilet.
D: Ah?
L: (silence)
D: Omigawd is this Lalitha?
L: Haha...yah..
D: God I'm so sorry! Cld you pls tell Jeevitha I called?
L: Yah, I will.
D: You know who I am, rite?
L: Ahh..yah.
D: Ok! Thanks! Bye!
L: Bye.
See wat I mean?
L: Hello?
D: Hi, may I speak to stupidity?
L: Umm...she's in the toilet.
D: Ah?
L: (silence)
D: Omigawd is this Lalitha?
L: Haha...yah..
D: God I'm so sorry! Cld you pls tell Jeevitha I called?
L: Yah, I will.
D: You know who I am, rite?
L: Ahh..yah.
D: Ok! Thanks! Bye!
L: Bye.
See wat I mean?
Thursday, November 4, 2004
I wish my period'll start already.
I'm a few weeks late and let me tell you, it's nerve-wrecking.
When I'm out, my mind is almost constantly on my period. I keep bending back to see if there's any stain whenever I alight from a bus, the MRT, and when I've got to use the loo in the office, cos I don't wanna be caught red-panted. I often go check, cos I'll get weird, uncomfortable feelings, only to find that the darned thing hasn't even started.
You'd think with the full, child-bearing hips, a regular period which means higher fertility comes with it! Bah!!
It runs in the family, really. Talking about the irregular periods. Turns out my sister has had her period suddenly delayed a whole of 5 months before, before it became regular again. Marvellous, yeah?
The first time I menstruated was in Primary 5. It came for a few minutes, and stopped. My menstrual cycle crawled for a year or so, and finally, I started have proper periods in Sec 1. No, I wasn't bleeding or something in Primary 5, it wasn't anything but my first period.
What if this affects my chances of having a baby? It'll screw up my life. I know, I shld go see a doctor. I will, if it still doesn't come in a few weeks.
I'm so desperate, I won't mind the pain that'll surely come with it. As long as it means I'm menstruating properly. Bah.
Regulate already, dammit!!
I'm a few weeks late and let me tell you, it's nerve-wrecking.
When I'm out, my mind is almost constantly on my period. I keep bending back to see if there's any stain whenever I alight from a bus, the MRT, and when I've got to use the loo in the office, cos I don't wanna be caught red-panted. I often go check, cos I'll get weird, uncomfortable feelings, only to find that the darned thing hasn't even started.
You'd think with the full, child-bearing hips, a regular period which means higher fertility comes with it! Bah!!
It runs in the family, really. Talking about the irregular periods. Turns out my sister has had her period suddenly delayed a whole of 5 months before, before it became regular again. Marvellous, yeah?
The first time I menstruated was in Primary 5. It came for a few minutes, and stopped. My menstrual cycle crawled for a year or so, and finally, I started have proper periods in Sec 1. No, I wasn't bleeding or something in Primary 5, it wasn't anything but my first period.
What if this affects my chances of having a baby? It'll screw up my life. I know, I shld go see a doctor. I will, if it still doesn't come in a few weeks.
I'm so desperate, I won't mind the pain that'll surely come with it. As long as it means I'm menstruating properly. Bah.
Regulate already, dammit!!
Wednesday, November 3, 2004
Kay, Sash and I were dicussing the size of Melvo's ass. With him listening.
---< K.A.Y.>--- i'm fiiine.. says:
i dun think he even HAS an ass
°· J's Girl ·° - Happy Hallow££n, babies!! - says:
HA!!
°· J's Girl ·° - Happy Hallow££n, babies!! - says:
true!
I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:
hmmm...
I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:
well...his ass is like Singapore
I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:
oh wait...pulau ubin
---< K.A.Y.>--- i'm fiiine.. says:
sisters island
-; [ Melvo ] ;- Vadhu Vadhu. says:
ergh.
I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:
kusu island
I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:
wahahaha
°· J's Girl ·° - Happy Hallow££n, babies!! - says:
aiyah like pasir ris lah
°· J's Girl ·° - Happy Hallow££n, babies!! - says:
or simei
I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:
eh wait...pasir ris interchange la
-; [ Melvo ] ;- Vadhu Vadhu. says:
idiots.
°· J's Girl ·° - Happy Hallow££n, babies!! - says:
no no, whitesands mcdonalds, 1st floor
---< K.A.Y.>--- i'm fiiine.. says:
...
-; [ Melvo ] ;- Vadhu Vadhu. says:
stop it.
-; [ Melvo ] ;- Vadhu Vadhu. says:
i'll just die.
I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:
wahahaha
I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:
no la...delifrance
I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:
oh wait!
I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:
whitesands sembawang music centre
---< K.A.Y.>--- i'm fiiine.. says:
how abt the toilet cubicle
---< K.A.Y.>--- i'm fiiine.. says:
or beter yet
I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:
how abt the toilet BOWL
---< K.A.Y.>--- i'm fiiine.. says:
the sink
°· J's Girl ·° - Happy Hallow££n, babies!! - says:
I was gonna say that!!
I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:
wahahaha
°· J's Girl ·° - Happy Hallow££n, babies!! - says:
the tissue holder
I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:
uh-huh!
---< K.A.Y.>--- i'm fiiine.. says:
the tap!
I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:
the soap dispenser
---< K.A.Y.>--- i'm fiiine.. says:
gasp.......
-; [ Melvo ] ;- Vadhu Vadhu. says:
...
---< K.A.Y.>--- i'm fiiine.. says:
an atom
°· J's Girl ·° - Happy Hallow££n, babies!! - says:
one tissue piece!
I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:
hmmmm
°· J's Girl ·° - Happy Hallow££n, babies!! - says:
yeah, atom!
I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:
ok...can't beat an atom
°· J's Girl ·° - Happy Hallow££n, babies!! - says:
wooo!
I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:
an atom it is then
°· J's Girl ·° - Happy Hallow££n, babies!! - says:
Ok, Melvo, your ass consists of a grand total of....
°· J's Girl ·° - Happy Hallow££n, babies!! - says:
*drumrolls*
°· J's Girl ·° - Happy Hallow££n, babies!! - says:
ONE atom!
-; [ Melvo ] ;- Vadhu Vadhu. says:
:.-(
Ho ho ho!! Poor Melvo. *gives Melvo a fake sympathetic smile*
---< K.A.Y.>--- i'm fiiine.. says:
i dun think he even HAS an ass
°· J's Girl ·° - Happy Hallow££n, babies!! - says:
HA!!
°· J's Girl ·° - Happy Hallow££n, babies!! - says:
true!
I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:
hmmm...
I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:
well...his ass is like Singapore
I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:
oh wait...pulau ubin
---< K.A.Y.>--- i'm fiiine.. says:
sisters island
-; [ Melvo ] ;- Vadhu Vadhu. says:
ergh.
I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:
kusu island
I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:
wahahaha
°· J's Girl ·° - Happy Hallow££n, babies!! - says:
aiyah like pasir ris lah
°· J's Girl ·° - Happy Hallow££n, babies!! - says:
or simei
I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:
eh wait...pasir ris interchange la
-; [ Melvo ] ;- Vadhu Vadhu. says:
idiots.
°· J's Girl ·° - Happy Hallow££n, babies!! - says:
no no, whitesands mcdonalds, 1st floor
---< K.A.Y.>--- i'm fiiine.. says:
...
-; [ Melvo ] ;- Vadhu Vadhu. says:
stop it.
-; [ Melvo ] ;- Vadhu Vadhu. says:
i'll just die.
I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:
wahahaha
I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:
no la...delifrance
I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:
oh wait!
I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:
whitesands sembawang music centre
---< K.A.Y.>--- i'm fiiine.. says:
how abt the toilet cubicle
---< K.A.Y.>--- i'm fiiine.. says:
or beter yet
I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:
how abt the toilet BOWL
---< K.A.Y.>--- i'm fiiine.. says:
the sink
°· J's Girl ·° - Happy Hallow££n, babies!! - says:
I was gonna say that!!
I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:
wahahaha
°· J's Girl ·° - Happy Hallow££n, babies!! - says:
the tissue holder
I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:
uh-huh!
---< K.A.Y.>--- i'm fiiine.. says:
the tap!
I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:
the soap dispenser
---< K.A.Y.>--- i'm fiiine.. says:
gasp.......
-; [ Melvo ] ;- Vadhu Vadhu. says:
...
---< K.A.Y.>--- i'm fiiine.. says:
an atom
°· J's Girl ·° - Happy Hallow££n, babies!! - says:
one tissue piece!
I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:
hmmmm
°· J's Girl ·° - Happy Hallow££n, babies!! - says:
yeah, atom!
I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:
ok...can't beat an atom
°· J's Girl ·° - Happy Hallow££n, babies!! - says:
wooo!
I mingle with the gods, I mingle with divinity. says:
an atom it is then
°· J's Girl ·° - Happy Hallow££n, babies!! - says:
Ok, Melvo, your ass consists of a grand total of....
°· J's Girl ·° - Happy Hallow££n, babies!! - says:
*drumrolls*
°· J's Girl ·° - Happy Hallow££n, babies!! - says:
ONE atom!
-; [ Melvo ] ;- Vadhu Vadhu. says:
:.-(
Ho ho ho!! Poor Melvo. *gives Melvo a fake sympathetic smile*
Monday, November 1, 2004
If I ain't got you
Some people live for the fortune
Some people live just for the fame
Some people live for the power yeah
Some people live just to play the game
Some people think that the physical things
Define what's within
I've been there before
But that life's a bore
So full of the superficial
Some people want it all
But I don't want nothing at all
If it ain't you baby
If I ain't got you baby
Some people want diamond rings
Some just want everything
But everything means nothing
If I ain't got you
Some people search for a fountain
Promises forever young
Some people need three dozen roses
And that's the only way to prove you love them
And in a world on a silver platter
And wondering what it means
No one to share, no one who truly cares for me
Some people want it all
But I don't want nothing at all
If it ain't you baby
If I ain't got you baby
Some people want diamond rings
Some just want everything
But everything means nothing
If I ain't got you
Some people want it all
But I don't want nothing at all
If it ain't you baby
If I ain't got you baby
Some people want diamond rings
Some just want everything
But everything means nothing
If I ain't got you
If I ain't got you with me baby
Nothing in this whole wide world don't mean a thing
If I ain't got you with me baby
- Alicia Keyes
Some people live for the fortune
Some people live just for the fame
Some people live for the power yeah
Some people live just to play the game
Some people think that the physical things
Define what's within
I've been there before
But that life's a bore
So full of the superficial
Some people want it all
But I don't want nothing at all
If it ain't you baby
If I ain't got you baby
Some people want diamond rings
Some just want everything
But everything means nothing
If I ain't got you
Some people search for a fountain
Promises forever young
Some people need three dozen roses
And that's the only way to prove you love them
And in a world on a silver platter
And wondering what it means
No one to share, no one who truly cares for me
Some people want it all
But I don't want nothing at all
If it ain't you baby
If I ain't got you baby
Some people want diamond rings
Some just want everything
But everything means nothing
If I ain't got you
Some people want it all
But I don't want nothing at all
If it ain't you baby
If I ain't got you baby
Some people want diamond rings
Some just want everything
But everything means nothing
If I ain't got you
If I ain't got you with me baby
Nothing in this whole wide world don't mean a thing
If I ain't got you with me baby
- Alicia Keyes
Sunday, October 31, 2004
Long time no blog, huh? Don't fret, cos Dhanya's back IN DA HOUSE!!!
*does some rap-style movements*
I won't be staying 'in da house' for long, though. My sister's given me a 20 min time limit, of which 15 min have flown by, with me forlornly watching it fly. She needs to use the comp, says she's got an email to send or something. As if I care!
*throws head back and cackles evilly*
Oh, before I forget, Happy Halloween!
I know we don't celebrate it here in shittifyingly boring Singapore, but the TV stations seem to, so why resist the festive mood? There's a scary monster in all of us. Bring it out and BRING IT ON! Woohoooo!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ignore me.
Still, let me say this before I go: Tis the season to be scary, fa la la la la la la la la!
Have a creepy, scary, shit-inducing night!
*laughs into the night*
*does some rap-style movements*
I won't be staying 'in da house' for long, though. My sister's given me a 20 min time limit, of which 15 min have flown by, with me forlornly watching it fly. She needs to use the comp, says she's got an email to send or something. As if I care!
*throws head back and cackles evilly*
Oh, before I forget, Happy Halloween!
I know we don't celebrate it here in shittifyingly boring Singapore, but the TV stations seem to, so why resist the festive mood? There's a scary monster in all of us. Bring it out and BRING IT ON! Woohoooo!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ignore me.
Still, let me say this before I go: Tis the season to be scary, fa la la la la la la la la!
Have a creepy, scary, shit-inducing night!
*laughs into the night*
Thursday, October 28, 2004
Wednesday, October 27, 2004
Tuesday, October 26, 2004
Wanna go home. Wanna go home. Wanna go home. Wanna go home. Wanna go home. Wanna go home. Wanna go home. Wanna go home. Wanna go home. Wanna go home. Wanna go home. Wanna go home. Wanna go home. Wanna go home. Wanna go home. Wanna go home. Wanna go home. Wanna go home. Wanna go home. Wanna go home. Wanna go home. Wanna go home. Wanna go home. Wanna go home. Wanna go home. Wanna go home.Wanna go home.
Wanna go home.
BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
Wanna go home.
BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
Monday, October 25, 2004
Ok, I'm going to write whatever comes to my mind, without stopping. There'll be typos but I'll keep them there. Reality blogging, baby!
I didn't go to work today, didn't feel like it. Felt so lethargic, man! And was sufferring from mentstrual cramps. The best part is, my peroid hasn't even started! I'm....2 weeks late, I think. Mmmm...maybe I'm pregnant. Now won't that be fun! I won't have any bloody cramps anymore!
*somersaults*
I won't have anymore cramps after having my first baby, cos that's how it was for my mom. She suffered like me and the rest of my sisters, with monstrously painful period cramps. So not fun, man. Did I mention I almost fainted once due the the pain? It was in class, and I had to stand at my desk, cos I forgot to bring my red math file. The pain was unbearable, literally. *shudders in recollection* I ended up scaring my teacher and the rest of my classmates cos I looked extremely pale, it seems. Too bad I didn't think of looking into a mirror, cos I've always wondered how I'd look if I were a vampyre. Notice how I spelt vampyre? I think it sounds nicer than 'vampire'. More...mediaval! Is that how you spell mediaval? No idea.
I've got the taste of Oreos in my mouth. I was pigging out while watching Bewitched on TV. Yeah, I watched Beitched!!!! YIPPEEE!!! I've missed the show so much. And at 6pm, there's a whole new episode for me to devour! YEAH! I'm going to be watching it all alone. No mom, no dad, no sisters. Solitude. I'm gonna sing real loud and dance to wateva song comes on the radio, even if it's a crappy one. I'm gonna bathe and shake the water off my body like a dog in the middle of the hallway.
Ok hold on, I must go drink my chicken essence. *runs off*
Backo! Mr. Jacko! I love the drink, man. I used to hate it, but now, I absolutely adore the taste! Sash says it tastes like chicken poop. Now I know wat she's eaten before. Muahaha! *evil laughter*
I wonder when my parents are gonna leave. See, they're leaving for Malaysia, Seramban, to give my relatives there the invitations to my sister's wedding. It's an indian custon, give your relatives the invitations by hand. Thank god we don't have any Timbuktian relatives. Or maybe I do.
*ponders*
Alrite, this post ends here! My parents are leaving now, and I'll be bcak in a jiffy! Solitude. As Jay wld say in the Homer Simpson way; Mmmm....Solitude...
See ya later, alligator!
I didn't go to work today, didn't feel like it. Felt so lethargic, man! And was sufferring from mentstrual cramps. The best part is, my peroid hasn't even started! I'm....2 weeks late, I think. Mmmm...maybe I'm pregnant. Now won't that be fun! I won't have any bloody cramps anymore!
*somersaults*
I won't have anymore cramps after having my first baby, cos that's how it was for my mom. She suffered like me and the rest of my sisters, with monstrously painful period cramps. So not fun, man. Did I mention I almost fainted once due the the pain? It was in class, and I had to stand at my desk, cos I forgot to bring my red math file. The pain was unbearable, literally. *shudders in recollection* I ended up scaring my teacher and the rest of my classmates cos I looked extremely pale, it seems. Too bad I didn't think of looking into a mirror, cos I've always wondered how I'd look if I were a vampyre. Notice how I spelt vampyre? I think it sounds nicer than 'vampire'. More...mediaval! Is that how you spell mediaval? No idea.
I've got the taste of Oreos in my mouth. I was pigging out while watching Bewitched on TV. Yeah, I watched Beitched!!!! YIPPEEE!!! I've missed the show so much. And at 6pm, there's a whole new episode for me to devour! YEAH! I'm going to be watching it all alone. No mom, no dad, no sisters. Solitude. I'm gonna sing real loud and dance to wateva song comes on the radio, even if it's a crappy one. I'm gonna bathe and shake the water off my body like a dog in the middle of the hallway.
Ok hold on, I must go drink my chicken essence. *runs off*
Backo! Mr. Jacko! I love the drink, man. I used to hate it, but now, I absolutely adore the taste! Sash says it tastes like chicken poop. Now I know wat she's eaten before. Muahaha! *evil laughter*
I wonder when my parents are gonna leave. See, they're leaving for Malaysia, Seramban, to give my relatives there the invitations to my sister's wedding. It's an indian custon, give your relatives the invitations by hand. Thank god we don't have any Timbuktian relatives. Or maybe I do.
*ponders*
Alrite, this post ends here! My parents are leaving now, and I'll be bcak in a jiffy! Solitude. As Jay wld say in the Homer Simpson way; Mmmm....Solitude...
See ya later, alligator!
Sunday, October 24, 2004
Saturday, October 23, 2004
Ok, enough dirty jokes, I'll now do some real blogging. Yay!
I went to the temple today with Jay. Alrite, close your jaws, ppl! I do go to temples. I'm wat you can call a Hindu with a 'L' board. :-D
So! It was nice. We prayed and stuff and sat down for a while, scrutinising the temple and deciding where to go. Decided on Chinatown, cos he needed to pay some bills. Then we walked to Raffles Place MRT station to take the train to Lil India. At City Hall, though, we changed our minds and headed out to Peninsular Plaza. Ask why!
*audience go "Whyever did you go to Peninsular Plaza, Dhanya?"*
Cos we went to the wiccan store!! Yay!!!!!
*somersaults*
The name of the shop's Spellbound. I was so excited! It looked mystical enough. And small enough to fit between my teeth.
BAH!
Oh well. The shop's actually not that bad, as in wat they sold. There were wax figurines, the type I've been wanting to get for ages. So wat does that mean? I'm soooooo gonna get some!!! OH OH OH, and I saw a pentagram locket.
*DIES 23 TIMES*
I've been looking for one where ever I go for the past 4 or 5 yrs!! That's so not funny, man. The pain I went through. *shudders* One problem now, and that's in the form of Jay.
*clap of thunder, pees in pants*
He thinks pentagrams are bad and will only bring bad luck. Well some are! It depends on the pentacle itself. 2 points of the star pointing up, evil. Only 1 pointing up, good. Well known fact! So that pentagram we saw there's all goooood. *eyes J nervously*
*SCREAMING HINT*
Gosh I'm having so much fun spamming on Kish's blog with Sash! *cartwheels*
Ooooh. Mom's screaming. Gtg!
Nite! :-)
I went to the temple today with Jay. Alrite, close your jaws, ppl! I do go to temples. I'm wat you can call a Hindu with a 'L' board. :-D
So! It was nice. We prayed and stuff and sat down for a while, scrutinising the temple and deciding where to go. Decided on Chinatown, cos he needed to pay some bills. Then we walked to Raffles Place MRT station to take the train to Lil India. At City Hall, though, we changed our minds and headed out to Peninsular Plaza. Ask why!
*audience go "Whyever did you go to Peninsular Plaza, Dhanya?"*
Cos we went to the wiccan store!! Yay!!!!!
*somersaults*
The name of the shop's Spellbound. I was so excited! It looked mystical enough. And small enough to fit between my teeth.
BAH!
Oh well. The shop's actually not that bad, as in wat they sold. There were wax figurines, the type I've been wanting to get for ages. So wat does that mean? I'm soooooo gonna get some!!! OH OH OH, and I saw a pentagram locket.
*DIES 23 TIMES*
I've been looking for one where ever I go for the past 4 or 5 yrs!! That's so not funny, man. The pain I went through. *shudders* One problem now, and that's in the form of Jay.
*clap of thunder, pees in pants*
He thinks pentagrams are bad and will only bring bad luck. Well some are! It depends on the pentacle itself. 2 points of the star pointing up, evil. Only 1 pointing up, good. Well known fact! So that pentagram we saw there's all goooood. *eyes J nervously*
*SCREAMING HINT*
Gosh I'm having so much fun spamming on Kish's blog with Sash! *cartwheels*
Ooooh. Mom's screaming. Gtg!
Nite! :-)
From Friendster, I got this stupid joke. Entertaining, though!
A 20-yr old girl went to see a psychiatrist.
"Doctor, I'm so angry at my boyfriend that I
must call him "Bastard". Sometimes I feel that he's
gone too far, and he deserves the title."
"Hmm.. such a word is too strong and rude to
call a person. But maybe you have your own
reasons to call him that. Tell me about it so that I can
help you."
"Yes, thank you, Doctor. There was one
night...we parked our car besides the beach and we were
alone... and... he held my hand..."
"Did he hold your hand like this?"
"Yes, Doctor. Exactly like how you're holding it
now"
"If its only this, he doesnt deserve to be
called "Bastard". That means he doesnt want
to be separated from you."
"Then, he leaned his body towards me... and
hugged my shoulder..."
"Was he as this close to you and did he hug
you like this?"
"Yes, Doctor. Exactly like how you're close to
and hugging me now"
"Its not a Bastard. That means he wanna stay
forever by your side"
"Then he kissed me..."
"Did he kiss you like this?"
"Yes, Doctor. He kissed me just exactly like
how you're kissing me now."
"If its only a kiss like this, seriously you cant
call him "Bastard". That means he adores you."
"Then he put his hands inside my clothes and
touched my boobie, Doc..."
"Like this?"
"Yes, Doctor... he did it like that"
"Its not a behaviour of a bastard. It means he
protects you"
"Then he took off all my clothes... slowly... "
"Did you resist?"
"No. Instead, I let him do it, coz I love him..."
"Did he took off your clothes like this ?"
"Yes, Doctor. Until Im completely naked like
now......"
"He still doesnt deserve to be called "Bastard,
because it means he wanna learn about your
body completely"
"Then he kissed me and put his.... inside me
and had sex with me..."
.....
.....
.....
.....
.....
"Did he do it just like what we did just now?"
"Yes, Doctor. exactly the same"
"You cant still call him Bastard. It means he
needs you."
"But then he told me that he has AIDS"
"Damn!!!!! @$&^$&*%#&$#*@%$$#
BASTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRD!!!!!"
All the staff outside were shocked to hear the
psychiatrist screaming......
A 20-yr old girl went to see a psychiatrist.
"Doctor, I'm so angry at my boyfriend that I
must call him "Bastard". Sometimes I feel that he's
gone too far, and he deserves the title."
"Hmm.. such a word is too strong and rude to
call a person. But maybe you have your own
reasons to call him that. Tell me about it so that I can
help you."
"Yes, thank you, Doctor. There was one
night...we parked our car besides the beach and we were
alone... and... he held my hand..."
"Did he hold your hand like this?"
"Yes, Doctor. Exactly like how you're holding it
now"
"If its only this, he doesnt deserve to be
called "Bastard". That means he doesnt want
to be separated from you."
"Then, he leaned his body towards me... and
hugged my shoulder..."
"Was he as this close to you and did he hug
you like this?"
"Yes, Doctor. Exactly like how you're close to
and hugging me now"
"Its not a Bastard. That means he wanna stay
forever by your side"
"Then he kissed me..."
"Did he kiss you like this?"
"Yes, Doctor. He kissed me just exactly like
how you're kissing me now."
"If its only a kiss like this, seriously you cant
call him "Bastard". That means he adores you."
"Then he put his hands inside my clothes and
touched my boobie, Doc..."
"Like this?"
"Yes, Doctor... he did it like that"
"Its not a behaviour of a bastard. It means he
protects you"
"Then he took off all my clothes... slowly... "
"Did you resist?"
"No. Instead, I let him do it, coz I love him..."
"Did he took off your clothes like this ?"
"Yes, Doctor. Until Im completely naked like
now......"
"He still doesnt deserve to be called "Bastard,
because it means he wanna learn about your
body completely"
"Then he kissed me and put his.... inside me
and had sex with me..."
.....
.....
.....
.....
.....
"Did he do it just like what we did just now?"
"Yes, Doctor. exactly the same"
"You cant still call him Bastard. It means he
needs you."
"But then he told me that he has AIDS"
"Damn!!!!! @$&^$&*%#&$#*@%$$#
BASTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRD!!!!!"
All the staff outside were shocked to hear the
psychiatrist screaming......
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