service *puke* learning

i love service learning *roll eyes*. what is the poing of having this in school? i'll rather have a more productive sesson of dicovery fiesta. all they staying back in school and missing my breaks to make earings and everything and then all i clocked up was 4 hours of CIP. darn the idea person! should at least give me more hours of CIP!!

it is good that we are eventually contributing back the the society but what have i learnt? well... NIL!!! all i can think of is the roll eyes at certain people at certain particular places. and there are even teachers that exist (thank god not in MY SCHOOL) that dont even hiu us. well... even though you are contributing to the long term benefit to the econmy. we are contibuting to the NEEDY! so much more NOBLE... you can just save us your pathetic face and go and die!!! the world dont need people like you. even the canteen vendors are more humane then your arse!

it was a really unproductive 4/5 hours at certain school. though the students really give their money, CERTAIN PEOPLE JUST DONT CARE... how on earth to be a good role model? *puke* and *roll eyes* in the end just for that one location we managed to raise bout 200 bucks (i think)

end in end. this is SUPER UNPRODUCTIVE. rather be in school having boring GP periods and useless assemble than travelling 1 hour to and fro to certain school. for the good of the school. they should have discovery fiesta next year.

saw him

he looks way bigger now then i saw him years ago. sure have putten on more then some muscle weight. looking big though short (still). it is so sad that some people cant put on the vertical growth hormones. then that is how God made them.

he said i have changed.
he too had.

i give up

bounded to my last thoughts;
cant bridge anymore.
cant find what to say;
cant seem to find the door.

everyone is the same; one and only
way to solve is to play the game.
commute best if i, ever had;
was to be one with no words lad.

sick and tired, parched and drained,
cant seem to fulfil this bundent game.
spare me the emotions; will of rough,
will Lord give me utter dame.

ps: cant evern write a decent post to express how i feel.

never there, never was

this marks the end of the great singapore sale and what have i accomplished??? NOTHING!!! have not spent a single dollar on anything in the past one half month that i wanted that had the tag "something % off" on it. well, that is it. no more shopping for me that is worth it.

hate it when you have not time and money! crap man! i have been wanting to lay these hands over a couple of item, just that i never made it in the fiancial budget section. think i need to hire a personal fiancial assistant and then redo all my account and budget. i really want to save money and i never got to go anywhere near 10 dollars.

shanny will always spend all her money. lucky the government has come up with CPF or ill have to spend the rest of my retirement digging the bins for cans to sell. i MAY have a better life if i had kids but lets not go so far. think i must never sign on a creditcard or i can see myself go broke and then hang myself to escape my debts. think it it time i put a stop to my spending. money is not water!!!

then again... maybe to solve this problem in the short run... ill just have to hook a money printer personal atm. that should do it.

Look What You've Done
stuck in my head for five days on loop mode

Take my photo off the wall
If it just won't sing for you
'Cause all that's left has gone away
And there's nothing there for you to prove

Oh, look what you've done
You've made a fool of everyone
Oh well, it seems likes such fun
Until you lose what you had won

Give me back my point of view
'Cause I just can't think for you
I can hardly hear you say
What should I do, well you choose

Oh, look what you've done
You've made a fool of everyone
Oh well, it seems likes such fun
Until you lose what you had won

stupid com

cant support any games without hanging!
sharks...
when i want to replay my sims and theme hosiptal
darn you you stupid com!!!

really would want a new computer now. something just for myself. 1 whole year more to the university (if i can make it). damn long way to getting a laptop or something like that. what am i going to do in this period of time?

sims 2 is coming out sometime at the end of the year. i am so going to get my hands on that software. even if i can going to spend tons of money on the original. maybe i should ask daddy for a new house com after the As. then i wont get distracted in the study period.

what is this la!!!

was planning to hit my running shoes and get ready for a run in the morn when i wake up last night. and guess what??? it has to rain!!! early in the morn!!! that is not good as i still can see the calories inside me. bad sign... worse still is that the stupid bed is the coziest thing made on earth. how can ANYONE in the RIGHT MIND get out of bed to run in the rain??? therefore it is NATURAL for me to sleep in LATE. this feels so justified. no guilt! :)

if only you can loose the fats the want with the snap of your fingers. that is never going to happen to anyone unless there is something called money (alien) or something called hardwork (nonexsistant) so that leaves out the fats shouting "goodbye" to you.

i am a very normal female
i...
want to be slim
want to be pretty
want to be smart
want to be confident
want to be talented
want to be rich
that is the foundation of every X chorosomes called FEMALE!!!
that makes me normal.
but i dont want to be normal.

ps: i actually prayed for it to rain this morn last night.

it is hard to control your emotions

everyone says that you must put your head in control over every thing. but sometimes, the heart was to dominate the entire body. maybe it is part of being female.

tolerance for everything has done down by more than a million ranks in the past two day. it is comfirm not PMS. so what in the entire body of raging hormones can it be? still cant figure it out. cant take noise these two days. just feel like standing up and screaming for everyone to shup their trap and just focus on something more productive. reading room is like the waterhole where tons of ANIMALS come to play! cant you people just leave me in utter silence??? can bound to the library due to the "no radio/mp3/cd player rule" which i think is utterly dumb. even public libraries can. what the shit!

think it is the stress for the prelims for me to study everything in time and yet being able to do well. i want to maintain my grades. i cant afford to get demoralised over my prelims grades. no way!!! well, this time proves to myself that i am capable of the grades i have wanted all these time (though i was rather unconfident in the first place) but the thing is that i was still able to do well (i think)

prelims = BBC
A level = AAB

shanny. go for it girl!!!
just dont procrastinate and u will be on your way to success!

i saw a shooting star

yes. no kidding. this pair of eyes saw it fly straight accross the sky. first time i saw it. it was like a hulucination, just a blur of emotions that i finally saw my first shooting star in this 18 years of my life. i wished...

not telling ya.

the secret of mona lisa's smile

she brought to her class not only just a few ways of seeing things, but also inspiration to seek out whole new modes of percieving the world. i want this type of teacher. She encourages her students to think independently, have confidence while running afoul of the more conservative faculty, alumni and culture.

this world is filled with young ladies (*cough* like me) who are so smart and have choices to make. and yet come of us are insecure of ourselves in many different ways. sometimes it takes more than a arty-farty historical art teacher to change the world and its perceptions. ultimatly we have to change ourselves and be willing to take on new ideas and convention. convertions are ment to be broken anyway. and to do so involves coming out of our shells and face the world head on dispite all the trouble that seems to come our way.

we cannot just hide behind a mona lisa smile. a smile just hides the real you. when you look deep into the painting, can you see if she is really happy of just faking? what is behind those eyes? art just opens up the mind to more perceptions of a single matter. it make you think more and read between the lines. maybe it is not the smile that is the icon on the painting. maybe it is just an painting without any meaning behind it and people just make too big a hooha over it.

whos smile are you hinding behind???

i forgot AGAIN!!!

how could i forget to watch friends again!!!
someone shot me
!!!
shit!!!

hey everyone!!!!!

isnt the weather so fine today? isnt the sky brighter then usual today? dont you feel that there expecially more birds singing in your neighbour hood today? dont the clouds seem whiter? you see this grin on my face? well, it had been here since morning. you see this jubilant smile here, it has been here since 4 pm.

guess what??? shanny the great has hit another record! finally scored a B. and corinna... you were right. my geog is GOOD!!! it is hard not to boast. pride is reaming in every part of my body. ostentatious man!!!

though i had really a nice big fat D after return of human geog paper. but given God's grace, i graced passed BT2 with an really unexpected B!!! that will finalise my offical BT2 results of the best ever of BCD. i really had not expected this at all. i had really did myself some justice afterall. shanny... you rock!!!

but the thing that remains unsolved to me is why everyone knew my result before i did. the greatest mystery i encountered all year. the only figure i saw is the "20.5" written on my human answer paper. never did i see my physical paper and then people swarm over from every where to congratulate me. funny right? when mr lian came and congratulated me in the morn, i must say i was rather happy even though i did not know my results. had thought all i achieved was highest in class again. then before i knew it, the pheonix brought the news in. shanny scored a B!!! that is like the first and the closest i have ever been to smelling an A!!! that will leave me with being the one genius who got the highest in the cohort!!!

i must really say that i was elated and ecstatic the whole afternoon.
like i have said before...
sometimes i think i rock!!!

freeked out by myself

something weird is going on. think i may have a monster inside me. just did sometime i would and had never done in the past 18 years of my blissed life. i feel like dooms day is here. i was at NTUC and i experiences this gust of shock when i saw myself reading the lable of the candy i was bout to buy.

i was staring into the fat and carbo content of every single candy bar i picked out to determined which contained the least sugar and fats. this is so not happening. i am turning into a freak. suddenly i am so freeked out by growing fat, and consuming carbos. think in no time i will start to turn green and grow horns and another pair of legs.

i have NEVER bothered bout my food intake until lately. this is scary man!!! i am insane, kooky and lunatic. not to mention a miscreation of abnormality of a barbaric behemothial bogeywoman. think maybe i can join the yetti in the north pole or bugsbunny in his lastest cartoon. perfect habitat for me.

this health freek thing
gross!!!
just ruin my reputation!

putting words into action

i feel good!
neh-neh neh-neh neh!
so good!!!
neh neh
SO GOOD!!!
neh neh

finally hit the gym. got the courage to face the treadmill and the whatever machines they have over there. it is much easier to hit the gym when you have company. isolationary exercise is not fun at all. love you co!!! thank you for giving me the company. next time we shall try to pull lynette over. then she can finally shut up bout being fat. then we can all just lose weight together without breaking a sweat. (fine. it is a must to sweat)

hit the treadmill and burned of 140++ cal (according to the machine) and another 140++ at the bic. then also managed to lift some weights. just really hoping that the muscle aches will not come tomorro. will use a good hot shower later to warm the muscles. it feels SO GOOD to be exercising after so long.

my ultimate aim is to sign up a phillip wain membership when i am starting to earn my money. then i can take up kickboxing, pilates, yoga, arobix apart from hitting the usual gym routine. not only that but there is sauna too. ultimate classy from of getting into the hang of a nice sexy body. they have slimming courses and massages too (but involves more $$$$)

will strive to do that. yeah. need an ambition to reach greater heights.

i had ment to be more productive today

started out with the aim of getting certain stuff studied into my head and where did i end up??? watching tv and sleeping 3/4 the day goodbye. i really need to get control over my life at this point of time. there is not a room or a tiny space of air or mistakes. one more time like this and i swear i will disown myself.

cant finish anything
dont talk bout finish when you did not even start
shanny, you are a loser!!!

social diversity

super socially productive today. gotten to meet three groups of people all three times of the day - morn, afternoon and night. socially activated today. but left out the acadamically productive part. sometimes you just have to scarifise your grades occasionally for a time of relexation. nobody said they same superglued together right?

dinner after church today at ding tai fong with co and jil + dy and swensons for desert. seems like way too much a long time since i gotten together with them. anyway, still think the xiao long bao there not v. the nice (dont argue). but that is not the point, it is the company that counts. i suddenly figured that on that table that we sat, there were two couples. one = jill + dy (as usual) where they "sweet talking" in their own worlds like tomorro never comes. it was really IN THEIR OWN WORLDS!!! the way they snuggled up together on the other side. they really need to sit 1 km apart before me and co could get our selves "engaged" into any conversation. thus we ended up on our own private date. talking and talking. who can we blame?

seeing them together really makes me think that i want a boyfriend too. they are SO SWEET!!!

i am so happy now! finally found someone who is willing to weather all sweat and muscle aches at the gym with me now every week. finally will get to enjoy all the benefits of endorphins release. not only do i get to stay (hopefully) thin, i get to benefit from co's power GP poweres in the deal. she helps me in GP, and then i in return, use my horrible geog ability to help her. still wondering why she asks me when her grades are DUH far better then mine. think i will benefit both ways since she is more capable then me.

i am so happy i have finally inspired someone else. i in thus, feel totally inspired too.

never thought i would reduce to this... NOT!

it is really time i hit the bishan gym full blast. i am totally too petrified to be the sitting duck to all the baddy carbo and fats. have not worked this heart of mine to more than 70 beats per min. i want to feel the sweat and pant. i want to fit into my old jeans again.

have been consuming less through the mouth these few days. cannot let all the stuff acumulate in the body. need to hit the gym!!! (whos game to join me there and give me some motivation???)

wonder husband

did not believe my ears when i heard she was pregnant. but until i saw it did i really believe my senses. it is comfirmed that mrs vivian koh is pregnant - AGAIN!!! yes pp. just saw her at J8 walking with her husband. there is only only word to discribe mr koh - potent!!! in fact, super potent. like machine gun. how many times in three years can a woman get pregnant without suffering from stress in and out of bed?

in the entire time i knew her. that would be in sec 3, she did everything a woman (besides me) would want. she...
a) got married
b) got pregnant
c) gave birth
d) maintained her figure
e) rebonded her hair
and
f) got pregnant AGAIN!!!

it is either they are really desperate for a football team or that they do not believe in using protection. even so. mr koh sure can "umph". POWER!!! i would not mind having that kind of sex life minus the pregnant part.

Jamie - the sorry soul of mephistophelian orders

during the course of JS lesson today i have finally got to sympatise with jamie. he is by right and far the most marginalised soul i have ever came across. so humane in his every right but so tragically dramatised. such capacity to reach out to the ones he loves and yet is not returned. the lack of love left him empty and alchohol and sex to act as empty subsitutes.

so sad.

mark and rage

i hate it when your hard work dont pay off. then when there is almost no work at all it rocks. got back econs, gp and tyrone today. well all i can say is that they all suck so badly.

i really mugged like crazy for econs this time and i was "rewarded" with a 55. sometimes i really doubt myself to do well in the As. 55 is not good enough. just not enough to be a moral boaster. i know many of you are cursing me with that grades but i still think that it is not reflecting of the amount of time and hard work i have put in this BT2. i had really expected a C. mr lee still dare to say i did well when it is like shit.

sometimes it is easier to fall short

GP is one whole pile of shit with lao sai on top. i have never done so badly for this arse cracking language crap. i kinda expected this and i got what i had expected. a big fat O. GP really cracks me head over heels and boil blood extent. still cant get my essay marks up. ditto the compre which is probally the worst in the world as reflected by a 7 for content. that leaves everything on the answer sheet as 0 straight down the paper and over three pages. i am so consistant in failing compre.

lit. as always i have nothing much to say for it. PC 16/25 and Tyrone 17/25. it is easier to get such marks for lit than possibally any essays there is on earth. you can never get marks like this for econs or goeg. an when i say never i mean NEVER. just hope that i can get a decent 16 for SM or i can crap. i want to improve!!!

crap

this is the third week in a row that i totally forgotten bout watching friends on monday night. man is my memory short or what? all this time i was so engrossed on bloggin that i totally sharks and bull forgot to change the channel. i cant seem to remember anything these days. everything is begining to short change myself and i cant even place my mind on it.

may need to consider having to install a electronic calender in brain. if only the brain could work just like the functions of the handphone. then you can use the calculator, the reminder, the phonebook and watevery functions that you can find. but then again, you ll have to install a stick into your head as an antenea for reception.

god, what the hell am i talking bout.
no friends = no proper brainwaves.

communication breakdowns are common
misunderstanding is normal
blaming is just civil
unity is bliss
if only life was blissful

barbie doll plastic

mean girls is not the type of show that i would call funny. it is one of those show that tell us girls many lessons of life that we (as girls) could really learn. it shows probally the light and truth bout high school life. even i can relate to many of those ideas that were carried out. if you called this show bimbo, it is not. is you call it stupid, it is not. it is the light of us girls. and also our downfall if the guys saw it. it is really the real world of the animal kingdom out there. only the strong can survive.

there are so many things that i can relate to:
- going to a new environment
- fitting in
- backstabing
- bad mouthing
- lies
- idealing popularity
- hate
- hypocracy

i even must say that i am guilty of every one of these at one point of my life. no girl is perfect. no girl is an angel. no girl can keep her mouth shut. no girl will do nothing to get herself out of trouble. no girl will gain the worst of the worst.

after today, i have learnt the ways of girl world. it is dangerous and mean. it is a place of false pretense. you can no longer trust people around you. there are many secrets out there that you will never know. and the things you know will always be half truth and that declared as truth and perception is never what it seems. but the thing i learnt today is that everything is half truth and nothing is believable.

girl world is evil
girl world is of false pretence
girl world is the survival of the fittest
then again all world are...

stinking bus

the bus back from church was only describle with only one word - SLOW. it was traveling no faster than 40 km/h. which vehicle travels at such appaling speed? i reached home 20 mins longer than i would have if the bus was running its wheels at the NORMAL speed. i really couldnt take it when it was at adam road. than i started to count the number of cars that zoom pass in the spasial distance of one busstop to another. and the figure is 34 cars to every bus stop. that is how SLOW the bus it.

church today had something special. sermon was nice. and it ended 30 mins longer. (to kj: u should have came) it has been so long since i went there and i forgot that the place is the north pole. then there i was, freezing my butts off with God's grace. but love todays service.

the diary of lindsay lohan

while watching this on tv just now. it occured to me that how come i am not all famous and everything. with a record and movies after movies when she is the same age as me. are there that many overachievers out there that shadows people like me. sometimes i want to be like that. i want to be able to walk into shops and people asking you for autographs or wanna take a picture with you when you go out. no one even "hiu" me now.

i want that kind of life. not forever but at least for once. i want to feel famous and wanted. i wanna feel pretty and confident. i want it so badly. i want a life totally different from mine. thought they say that an actors life is not the best in the world, i would still love to be in her shoes. there are already so many teen actors on screen like hillary duff and lindsay lohan. they have place for one more like ME!!!

i finally agree with people out there. she IS pretty. with hair like that and those fabalous features. i feel inadaquate. she had boobs and legs and shoulders that i would die for. she even have the perfect career that any teenager would love to have. like come on... would you rather study for the A levels or would you rather have your world tour and spend your teens earning millions. like obviously the latter. you dont even need to work the brains much to be living in that lifestyle. all you need is a manager, a makeup artist, a hair stylelist, a stylist. yup that's bout all.

she has wonderful clothes. and i dont even think i can afford the sleeve of her shirt.

she had been acting since she was 3 for heaven's sake. and at 3 i was not even doing anything productive. i was probally just goo-goo-ing and ga-ga-ing flipping me abc book. she has probally earned her first million by 10. and i am still in primary school putting earthworms down peoples bags and shoplifting (no money then). now, she even has a HOUSE in new york. a house bought with her own money in the midst of the big apple. and i have never stepped into new york before, let alone earn a single dollar with my work. she has her own record album at 17 and i was still studying for my promos. now she has EVERYTHING I WISH FOR... before i can even smell it.

lucky her.
unlucky me.

new or newer

guess what??? the new section of junction eight is finally open. that means that there is new shops and tons more things to do at J8. love staying at bishan. J8 rocks too. there is this new chain of clothing store called something like man & woman. whatever... it is the stop that took over the selfridge at nee ann city. now there is a branch at bishan. now i have cheap alternatives of AFFORDABLE tops and denim shorts. the clothes they have there all damn nice. all i need now is $$$$$$....

tag - your it

okay. finally got the tagboard colouring right. now there is no excuses not to tag anymore. if you come visit and refuse to tag. i will hunt you down till the ends of the earth and kill you with my bare hands.

i have already issued the warning...

stupid clock joke fm huiping

A man died and went to heaven. As he stood in front of St. Peter at the Pearly Gates, he saw a huge wall of clocks behind him. He asked,
"What are all those clocks?" St. Peter answered, "Those are Lie-Clocks. Everyone on Earth has a Lie-Clock. Every time you lie the hands on your clock will move".

"Oh," said the man, "whose clock is that?

That's Mother Teresa's. The hands have never moved, indicating that she
never told a lie."

"Incredible, said the man. "And whose clock is that one?"
St. Peter responded, "That's Abraham Lincoln's clock. The hands have
moved twice, telling us that Abe told only two lies in his entire life."

"Where's George Bush's clock?" asked the man.

"Bush's clock is in Jesus' office. He's using it as a ceiling fan."

panic

class people starting to study already. damn scary leh. ok shanny. it is time to buck up and not slack. you dont want to be that 5% that will not get into uni. you want to be the best student this year and come back to give speech next college day.

term 3 day 2

so many things happened on the wrong side of the earth ever since i woke up this morn. the most irritating thing that occured in the midst of singapore's fog happened to me. first thing in the morn and the stupid bus 93 had to break down in the middle of adam road. if it had broken down in orchard road it will be fine. but ADAM ROAD leh... it is middle of the whole stretch of forest were people run their 3.2 yup. where the monkeys and wild boars run around and kidnap people. crazy lor. if i kana kidnapped and rape then who on earth will take the responsibility???

then came the largely impossible amount to home work that is due. in two days i have the following:
- Chaucer essay
- PC essay
- whole of TYS econs MCQ (which i think is crazy)
- 7 pgs of GP
- 1 GP presentation
- econs DRQ
all due in totally impossible time. and i think i would really want to rather kill myself than poison these hand touching the filthy paper tonight. my life really sucks man...

but happy news is that mr lee said again today that my econs is ok. that is really one load off my mind. i am getting my confidence back already. i really want to do well for the other subjects. ultimate goal of the As. is AAB + B3 they thing is that i am very scared that my geog this time cannot make it. one big fat CMI. i also scared lit cannot make it.

keanu reeves = MY walk in the clouds

HE IS SO CUTE!!! SO GORGEOUS!!! SO HANDSOME!!! SO SEXY!!! oh mi god... there better be more movies that show him in singlet. think he looks the best in those tiny little things. melts... i really cannot take it anymore. i feel so heated up every time he appears on any screen. that SMILE ---> MELTZ... if there is anyone who has no reaction everytime he smiles must be mad and a fully condamned one by me

i think he really should consider marrying me. i'll comfirm make a damn good wife and lover. like hello??? i totally agree when KJ said that he cannot be 40. that face dont look a single day over 30. and besides... i LIKE OLDER MEN... Keanu Reeves for example. in fact i would like to fly over to whereever he is and marry him NOW!!!

how come there are no more such guys existing on earth anymore. all of such guys are no longer around and dead. except for a couple in amercia. example = KEANU REEVES

oh shit...
i can already see "Mrs Keanu Reeves"
SHIT...
then again what so bad???

term 3 day 1

will all the teachers shut up already. the only thing that i heard all day is that "you better be serious of your work" tone again and again period after period. sigh... teachers will never understand the pain of sitting for the A levels in this current society. you dont have to say and we all know that the freeking prelims are round the corner and the As is in 122 days. you all dont have to go nagga-ga-nag-nag all over again. my ears are crying already. remind me NEVER to remind my students of such things IF i EVER become a eduation officer (touch wood la)

the BT2 results SOUNDS better than BT1. and it better be. i am not going to show my face if i fail any subject. there is no way i am going to smell an O. though i got this very strong feeling that i am. if an F ever turns up and dare to show its face on my result slip...

what is better then the whole class bare footed down at the field after a rain to chase a freesby. last PE (with official release) and our most memoriable PE lesson running all over the field and slipping on mud and falling face down into it. i love my class and i love PE. people must be wondering which idiot class is that in the field running after kampong chicken. we rock man. really dont want to end PE. love it too much to end.

my first day and i have to suffer a damn long day. i have never had such a long day for a couple of months.

i have to do something

number one:my bank account is drying up like a drop of water left in the desert. it has been sloooowwwwyyy depleating away as time goes. the holidays had made it worse. if i carry on like this... i may just as well declare myself bankrupt and sleep on the roads. hai...

just read elle mag yesterday and an article in there spured me on with one goal in my mind - SAVE MONEY.

okay. we shall try doing some math this month for allowance.
save 20% = 150*0.2= $30
eat $25/week = 25*4= $100
left = 150-100-30 = $20

i really want to have money. i hate the feeling of feeling broke. then again i hate the feeling of limiting my daily expenditure more. HOW???

number two:i am growing fat. last time i didnt really think much of this factor. but now... it is a different story. i really need to do some exercise to keep up my fat and carbo intake. that will mean exercise.

1/wk = jog
2/month = gym

i have no money to pay for my gyms and i hate running. i have no time too. HOW???

the funniest joke EVER

when i heard this from matt. i had almost died laughing. it is the funniest joke i have ever heard in my entire 18 years of existance on this planent called earth. oh my god!!! i was literally laughing this head of my off till it was rolling on the floor. even more, i had no more breath left in my body to carry on breathing or to show this face of mine ever... what a joke!!! i have never imagine a joke this good.

guess what? his army mates (or whatever you call it) thought i was his girlfriend!!! hahahaha... over my dead body man!!! blame it all on that photo i took with him at ECP last year. i totally regret posing for his camera. anyway... can you imagine me being anyones girlfriend??? hahaha... like the sky will fall and there will be blackout throughout singapore for one year. or maybe even throughout the world.

he has the nerves to tell me that he pasted the photo in his room cause he thought i looked stupid. idiot!!! and guess what??? his army people thought it was funny and labled this sorry ass of mine as mathew huang's GF!!! if i ever knew those assholes i am going to skin them alive for putting me together with matt!!! i dont deserve being labled as one with that pig. (and yeah you are a pig) i really dont believe this. i deserve better "boyfriend" then mathew huang!!! like come on. even anyone would agree that that photo is a total disgrace for the image of shanny tan.

i really dont know if i should laugh or cry. mathew!!! you will be the cause of my death and you better buy me my marble coffin!!! and you better tell those friends of yours that i have nothing what so ever to do with you!!! or i'll gen ni jue jiao!!! i mean it... tell them that i am nothing but a chio bu you were trying to take a shot of or maybe tell them i am your maid. anything but that i am your GF... or else ill curse you never to find a GF!!! i mean it!!!

oh mi god... i still cant believe it man!!! me and matt??? hhaaahhaa... literally crazy and nothing else.

hunter hunter

finished 70 episodes in 5 days.
DAMN NICE

my princess diary???

have been re-reading princess diaries the whole morn and all this time i was feeling really depressed over my life. how come it is only in fiction where you can suddenly turn into a princess overnight. i dont get it. why dont normal people like me have such a life. what if i wake up some day and find that i am the decendent of some spanish princess, or maybe if i was the only heir of a hotel chain, or maybe if i was engaged at birth to a prince. yeah. that only happens in fiction.

my life is so normal. just an ordinary one where i have to follow the rules. i hate rules. if i had the power to change them. i hate being normal.

i want to have super powers.

it went well

first time i organised something so big at my house and it turned out not bad. everyone i called turned up. all together 9 people squashed arm to arm around the table. at first i was really scared that no one will show their faces if i organised such a gathering. but finally did and was not dissapointed by my always ever reliable girl friends. hey girls: really thanks for coming

i really have to set that "leave your shoes and your skirts at the door" rule every time they come over. i feel so underdressed and naked. those people are always dressed up with make up. i feel so ugly beside them. not to mention fat. so that makes it fat and ugly.

really glad to see everyone together. in this case everyone means + yiping. and they have to embarass me in front of my bro by saying i have this really good looking hot sexy whatever boyfriend called eugene. like come on girls. shanny will never = eugene. now i think that louis is going to steal my hp and msg him. you people really cause my downfall. how am i to face the world ever again??? i am very shy one k? you people actually go into detail. darn you...

some things to say:
jillian : can i feed you some more so that you will become fat and stop making me look fat
bernice : stop teasin the whole world.
co : stop looking like you are going clubbing
lyn : yes. talyor looks more like a girl/gay. period
can : fingers still long. happy reading my books
YP : you should come for this type of thing more often
DY : happy tekonging
MY : do talk more. and thank you for eating all the leftovers.

ps: post the photos liao.

new anime
damn nice
hunter hunter

break fast or dont break at all

i have been thinking how much time can i spare before i go straight down into the books again. franky i dont want to care at all. it BT2 was the actual As. uhmmm....

still decided to get my butt down to town to meet the girls. so very the long never seen them already. come to think of it, i have never laid eyes on them for more than a month. though i am seeing them tomorro for steamboat at my place (and i hope the steamboat machine is working) i want to see them sooner. missed you guys.

met a few pp in town. shihui, debra, ann, cheryl. then later tons of SA people prarading up and down the street. also got a couple of old cedar pp. town is a place where EVERYONE GOES!!!

i hate spending money.

here comes spidy

guess it was an ok show. nothing fantastic except all the swingin. cant believe they can put humor into such an action movie. weird. figured that the both of them were not really goodlooking. just passable. but this woman call co kept going on and on bout tobey maguire and how guys like that looked good in certain weird clothes.

ps: sorry so short, am damn tired now

i did not die...

from two weeks of endless torture and pain to both the brain and the eye bags. there is no more anguish and spasm from the pile of notes that can be generated as i have burned them mentally. it seems like a miracle that i survived this WW1 torture. though today was a horrible day for me by the fate of two paper with a damn long 4+ hour break between. if i was anymore human i would have died. thank God i am a saint to survive that.

there had been a sign right from the start sice yesterday. first was the blackout which left me staring into the black void of what was supposed to be handout 6 of human geog. it was so ominous and evil that had suggested "shanny, stop studying. you are going to fail anyway." it was haunting me that the lights will never ever come. there was like not even a pitch of light in the whole 2 km of my flat. i had never in my life experience pitch black. PITCH BLACK PEOPLE!!! there always had been moon light. anyway. i had to throw and disoriente myself to fiddle in the dark for a source of light. thank God for the creation of a handphone. although the light was blue but still better than someones lousy 3310 green light. still manage to find a lighter and had to light my valentines candle as a last resort. poor val candles have to be burned to save my life. i had to say that it was fun to be shouting around the house.

and you want to know what? there was only one candle in the entire house. mine!!! pathetic i know but hell...

there were some people stuck in the lift. they were ringing and ringing the bell. if i was stuck in the lift without light. i will just rather sufficate and die. if someone had farted... if my area took 2 hours to restore the energy and i was stuck in the life. i would have banged my head on the wall and induced death and then you will find me in a pool of blood when the door opens.

anyway. did not have the mood to study anymore. was already damn high by the time the lights came back.

the second omen was this morning when there was this thunderstorm a which grew heavier as a reached school. the winds were so strong that even i could have been blown away if i was one kg lighter. yup it is so strong that it was close to removing some fat lard filled woman off the ground. then the rain was just pouring away. the sky was red. if that a sign or what???

almost died in geog. shanny tan not able to do = whole world fail. and the crystal ball says the whole world fail liao. comfirm plus the emperors red square chop. think cannot even smell an E. I WANT TO PASS. MY FACE DEPENDS ON IT!!! lets just not talk bout it.

lit... um.... good question... ditto above.

at least i am now a free woman. can do anything for at the most one week before i begin to eat up my lit text. think i have already forgotten ant and cleo and wuthering heights liao. haizz... hate J2. cant even breath air for one month without paper pollution. our fate here in singapore is already sealed. maybe to the extent that there is a curse on the seal for the person who breaks the ritual to die a horrible death (maybe get stuck in the life in a blackout with a fat man who farts.)