YO.

Omygoshness I have to be like the slackest and most-boring blogger in town.


I don't update my blog every day. Maybe I should blog about every little thing that happens to me. Ooooh.

I've never whispered a tiny breathe about the WorldCup on my blog. Yes, sweaty footballers paint a pretty picture etcetc. Go to SRC every weekend la, I hear the NUS students play a mean game of footie, and they sweat buckets full in humid the Singapore weather. Or the community soccer field near you? At least they play during reasonable hours of the day.
By the way, stewpid plastic kangaroos. ROAR.
I wanted the boys in blue to win.

I don't take the effort consolidate all my pictures together and photoshop them to remove all my blemishes and make myself 3 times fairer.
Jerry Phua ZhengHaooo, please teach me how to photoshop before you go for exchange! I wanna learn how to put a small picture of myself in a mini-skirt and act-cute pose on the corner of all my edited pictures.

I don't put into words all my actions, criticisms feelings and emotions. Sorry everybardee, no sob-drama stories about the gripping life I lead here. Watch TV la. More exciting. And they have timely, sad, sappy music to accompany sobbing, heart-breaking scenes. And let's face it, the leading actress is much better-looking. Plus, my ma reads my blog =D
She's quite hip can.
When i turned up the volume to Hips Don't Lie, she (my mom, not Shakira) conversationally said, "Hmm, I like this Shakira. Do you know she belly-dances very well?" 0_O

I'm not employed these holidays so I can't complain about how little pay I'm making, but how I seem to be spending it all away.
Yes, pay sucks. SIGH. The work sucks even more. DOUBLE SIGH.
Get over it =D Stop working la and enjoy the holidays before it all ends and we have to face the hardship of exams and stress again.

I don't whine online about all the fats on my body, how determined I am to go on a diet, but how disgusting of me to ruin everything and have a chocolate brownie from Secret Recipie at 10pm.
By the way, YUM. Thanks for the brownie, rie.

I don't curse like a sailor. I can't. PAW. PAReading.