put me in town with money

you will realise that even if i have no money ill end up buying something. IT IS A SIN NOT TO BUY ANYTHING ESP WHEN YOU ARE IN TOWN. all you have to do is to put shanny in the middle of orchard road on a nice sunny saturday evening with her moneyless wallet and you get plastics bags to carry in a matter of 15 mins.

how can you not buy anything when the FOUR LETTER WORDS is ALL OVER THE FREEKING PLACE??? it is like glowing neon lights spelling SALE all over the place. i love singapore in the great singapore sale. there is no controlling the wallets. somethings just have to be bought. you should see the number of times i walked into a shoe shop. if you give me a dollar for every shoe shop i walk into you will find me rich enough to buy a car. mommy already keeps complaining that my shoes take up too much space in the store room. not even to say the shoe cabinet.

i MUST STOP buying more shoes!!!! i already have every possible type of shoes except for platforms. they should have a "shanny wanted" sign outside every shoe shop and sercurity guards to throw me out. i love shopping alone. and when i shop alone it is the most damage done. SHIT.

loot for the 15 mins between 7.15 and 7.30 saturday evening. lucky i dont have time for myself after that.

the sunday we got lost in singapore
how do you get from east coast park to punggol?

sunday is the day to look forward to. tim sum breakfast in the morning with wendy and bf. all the way to somewhere at outrum. there were so many people the push cart theory does not work. in a normal decent restraunt people WAIT for the timsum cart to come to your table. in this one.. the typical singaporean ideology comes into play. i learn that you have to defy the rules if you are a SINGAPOREAN. you must do what we do the best. you walk all the way to the cart (even if it is at the other end of the restraunt which is max of 50m) with your table's card and bug the auntie to give you a long of timsum. the KIASU pheonomenon. and the thing is that you cant do anything about it.

you should see the amount of pork ribs i ate.

anyway. the funny thing about the day is that we are supposed to have dinner at Hai's place. and somehow we got lost trying to get from east coast park to punggol. somewhere out in bedok twirling in and out of the industrial estates trying to find a familiar road. ended up going mass family shopping at the warehouse to buy furniture. we just saw the SALE and we just drove the whole car throught the gates.



food is damn nice. home cooked all the way till the desert. specially ordered meesiam, rendang, roast pork, chicken rice, sharksfin egg and all the bestest desert ever made - gulau melacca sago.

anyway. wendy and her boyfriend are leaving on tueday morning.


all the cousins that were her at night for the gathering. busy playing Xbox and looking through sandra's wedding photos and hai's egypt trip.
this is tormod. when mommy entered his hand phone number in her phone. she entered his name as tomade. and for the shortest moment in my life i thought i saw the word "tamade" must be ron's fault for msgin me msgs with that word

DAMN MY AVERAGENESS

why is it that everytime i think i do something well, it always turns out to be just AVERAGE i hate being average. average just means that you are normal and so like that other 5 billion people around the world. it just means that you have nothing better to offer anyone. it also means that you are so unimportant to the working world coz there is no contributions coz everything you say is average.

but at least i got my first A- anyway... physical geog is my specialty. if i din get an A something for this mod, cheetiong will come and kill me when his bare hands. but at least i managed to stuff out an A despite it being my last of the last exam paper for the term. seriously. this A- is delicated to cheetiong and sarah.THANK YOU SO MUCH i dont know what i am going to do without you this sem

somethings i put in so much effort like my social life and my population and still get this type suck cock grades. sometimes what they say is right. INPUT DOES NOT EQUAL TO OUTPUT it is possible to study hard. but if you are not exam smart then there is no way hosay you are going to do well.

but to think that i spend so much time doing physics for my climate mod. how many hours a week i put into doing math and end up getting a A-. i think sometimes that i should be in science rather then in arts. even sci mods like general bio i can do better then my normal arts modules. taking that the last time i touched bio was when i was in secondary 2. that was like 6 years ago.



i just hopes that the sems improve. this is a sign that i should do more phy geog modules.

today is "eat with your FAMILY day"

i seriously have never heard of such a ridiculus day before. a whole day just put aside by the country for families to come and get together for a simple dinner. seriously.. like who will care. families in singapore will just go on their usual schedules and do the things they have always did for the past year. who cares of a single day set aside for more people to squeeze at the same dinning table and more people to fight for the same plate of food.

but is it nice to know that there have been many publicity advertised to the whole island. when i went home for dinner on "eat with you family day" (aka today) my dinning mat where my BEEF STEAK was placed on, was a placemat that simply reminded the family to eat together. there is like a calander where you can shade the circles for every day for the rest of the year you have a meal together with your family. it is so cute that everything is in this cartoon.

stupid place mat looks like some taoist plate.... haha

if you look closely there are hints and tips for a better family life at the side. SO CUTE!!! and they state there in little orange letters that today (26th May) is a special day.

even got an email from UHWC telling us that they are ending and closing early to celebrate the day. when i read this just now i was laughing my head off. to think that the university health clinic feel that having dinner is more important than SAVING LIVES. what is at 5.30pm today there was this dying student arriving at their door. the poor student is just going to die a horrible death and spend the rest of his life turning in his coffin and cursing the health and welness center.



the fwocers where all giving constant reminders the whole afternoon for us to go back for dinner and have celebrate the day. when we were testing out the games, dennis and the guys kept reminding us all to go back and eat with the family. haha..

i guess it is important sometimes to spend time with your family. i stay in hall and an average of 5 out of 7 days a week i am in hall. when i go home i dont get anything done but talk and TALK and TALK and TALK like as if my life depends on the number of words that comes out of my mouth. if only i could write my essays like the number of rubbish that comes out of my mouth.

I JUST DID THE MOST STUPID THING ON EARTH

seriously... no one can beat my stupidity. for the once in this world when i thought i was smart i did the most stupid thing that a HUMAN can do.... guess what? i just BRUSHED MY TEETH WITH SHAMPOO see what i mean. who in the world actually is STUPID ENOUGH to do that.

i really din know what i was doing in the bathroom. i was just bathing as normal and i decided to brush my teeth. and guess what? i end up thinking shampoo was toothpaste. it was dont so instinctly that i din even realise that i pumped 10ml of shampoo onto my beautiful electric toothbrush. and it was a good 30 seconds when i realised that my "toothpaste" tasted VERY WEIRD... and before i knew it i was spitting all over the toilet cubicle.

I THINK I SHOULD KILL MYSELF
literally.

so stupid. i still am tasting shampoo in my mouth now. like the whole mouth is synthetic. have tried to drown the taste with milk, grape juice, justea, milo and water. but the taste is still lingering there SO DAMN GROSS. i seriously dont know how i am going to live with this weird after taste.

it feels like i drank a whole bottle of dishwashing liquid.

YES... JUST CALL ME STUPID

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just some photos from FWOC.

our fwoc's very own guru... complete with his own SIA blanket

guess who's feet... it is on the table at break time.

cartoon porn

thanks hai

po-sai-don
sai = shit

who care about how lousy the movie is. just the typical sinking ship movie where the potential survivals have to survive agains the rising water. simply TYPICAL for a sinking luxury liner it is even more typicial then a sinking sampan on a river. just imagine the anount of water they wastes filming this movie. they might as well just ship the water they used to singapore then we can afford to buy less water from malaysia and drink less toilet water.

but the main point of the show is:

josh lucas is one HOT babe. and i think i he as a nice tatoo over one of his shoulders. could see a hint of it through his sea water soaked shirt. he is my type of guy... TATOO!!!! with that GORGEOUS BLUE EYES... and those half shaven jaw................

you see
1. talented
2. cool and calm
3. facial hair
4. handsome face
5. hairy chest
6. tatoo
7. so much water his shirt was clingling to him and hair sleeked all over his face

TO DIE FOR



see what i mean... too hot for the water to handle that is why he has to survive and he is the leading man... who cares bout the ugly girls or the overly weak other characters. one josh lucas is enough to heat up the seat. all the water makes him yumier. if only there was just one more thing over him - MY HANDS. haha... shit... becoming horny again. lucky he din kiss any girl in the movie. if not........

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anyway.. uncle andi sent one whole box of tuna from norway. the very best tuna ever tasted. not the typical type you see in NTUC or sengshiong. but those that is flewed in from the other side of the globe just for us. comes in all shapes and sizes. like four different sizes donno for what.

what is best is that there was a WHOLE BOX OF NORWEGIEN CHOCOLATES waiting for me when i went back... norwegian chocolates are second best next to belgium chocolates. i love stuff from norway. just too bad that this time uncle andi din send some norwegien oats. i LOVE THE OATS

meet the cousin in law... from norway

my norwegen cousin is here in singapore for a holiday with her boyfriend. and i was meeting the family for dinner today at some weirdly ulu place in tanglin shopping center. so stupid... made me travel all the way home. worst still is that i have to run more then some errands before going home. really cross country the whole late afternoon and night.

last week i sent daddy camera to the service center which i took damn long to find. all the way at this place called Kepple Bay Tower which was not reflected on all the bus maps i have at home. there is no indication of a road called harbourfront avenue on the bus guild at all. and all i know that it should be somewhere near harbourfront. why did the stupid camera have to die on him. make me run all over the place... and my transportation cost is PAID BY ME!!!!! that would have been a good 10 bucks from my own pocket just to get the camera fixed. spare a thought for the poor daughter!!!!!

anyway. on the way back i passed by SA. the place have changed a lot. they totally repainted the whole building in blue and white, with splashes of red all over the place. i wondered then if they did anything to the roof. i still remembered so vividly that everytime it rains the fourth floor classrooms will have water leaking from the ceiling and we have to find pail to contain all the dripping water or the classroom will drown. and how wet the sch is when it rains. the totaly number of time i had my shoes soaked by walking from class to class is probably more then the number of times i summit my homework. sometimes i wonder how come the schs i go to move to new premesise after i leave. then when i visit there is no more of that feeling of old days.

take RGPS for example. i was there for 6 years of my life doing all the things that made me remember primary school like:

playing truant for a month when i was in pri 2 or
digging earthworms from the back of the sch and
putting the worm into people's pockets or
treking through the sci garden which is full of spiders or
disturbing the pigeons at the bird cage and
throwing sand at henry park boys or
visiting the dentist and
eating fish cake with ALOT of chilli

ya... i was a naughty kid in sch. my mother actually threatened to send me to the girls home.

but those really were the days. i still remember the sch and its layout but somehow the feeling is different when i pass by the old site. RGPS moved to bt timah when i was in sec 1 and Henry park knocked down the whole place and stuffed in a new building. the old sch really was very old. just a very different feeling

somehow old schs have a more homely atmosphere

old schools seems more drusty and less constructed. SA was something different. something that i really feel like being old is good. who cares how many times the roof leaked or...

the times we played freesbee barefooted on the ever so muddy field
the times we hung out in the canteen like every break and ate till we put on 5kg
the times we ran in the opposite direction of ms K everytime we smell her
the times we have to climb all the way from the cafe to top floor (4th) which is actually 7 floors above the canteen. it is no joke to be made to climb this after break.



it has been some time since my cousin came down for a visit. and this time she brought her boyfriend along. we had steamboat with the cousins and aunts. an angmoh in the midst of a whole family of chinese. but he seems like a nice guy.

do you know why angmohs cannot drink tea from a chinese cup?
ans: their nose is so long and sharp that they interfer with the edge of the cup or the cover

real joke from real like experience today.

food was not bad... but the best thing there is the desert and the eight treasure tea. the pot they use for refilling the hot water really amused me. a VERY LONG NECKED kettle. damn cool la. first time i see people pour water this way. and they are damn accurate pourers. they will never over shot the cup.... NEVER!!!

and worst still was that the manager was this guy with a DAMN CUTE HONGKONG ACCENT. he tried to tell a joke which no one understood. BUT HIS ACCENT IS SO DAMN HONGKIE... think "yan can cook" and up the notch by 10. he looks like a squashed cheese cake with hongkong accent. SO CUTE!!!

note to jillian: see those prawns... i cant even remember how many plates i ate.

buffet and i was the last one standing. haha i know what you all are thinking. "whats new" rite? you bitches.



desert of fried buns which you have to dip in condense milk. so damn yummy!!!! and the water chestnut jelly and nian gao with icing sugar... okay must go back for steamboat there. i think got more variety then coca.

a fresh start to clearing all the rubbish in the rm

mala stayed over for the past week while i was not so around and busy doing all my other stuff. and now she just left singapore at 5pm to go back to indo, givin me back my room. will not see her for a damn long time. but at least she will get me something from indo... haha... benefit for sharing the room

i had to make the room more livable in. it has been a really messy looking week for my room. everyone went back for the holidays and they left almost everything for me to keep for them. i have things from janelle, nick, ching, yunwen, nihara and mala. and it is not very little things.

i think i am too neat a freek. i hate things lying all over the place. so i had to clear everything they stuff under my bed and under the table and at the side of the door and everywhere. i squeezed everything into the shelves and to the top of the bed. then the room feels so much better. i dont mind all the pillows they threw into my room, but i hate plastic bags. i simply HAD to make my room look less like a STORE ROOM and now it looks livable already.

and one more thing. i finally washed my bed sheets for the first time in 2 whole months. have been neglecting my bedsheets since i gotten busy with term papers and the exams. it finally feels so clean i have to give myself credit. yeah.

when i was younger and have not gone throught the pains of university
long picture post... but to make up for the lack of blogging for the last week

i know i was MIA for one week. so many people are bugging me to blog. i have to apologise. but you cant blame me for slow broadband and poor wireless in my house. it is tough not to have the luxury to blog from your room since if i use my lappie in my room at home there is no absolute way i can reach the connection. and the house computer sucks big time. but i am STILL SORRY FOR NOT TRYING. I HAVE BETTER THINGS TO DO. like sleeping and catching up with various people.

there are so many things that i have to catch up on also. if you remembered.. i ended my exams late and i have only ONE PATHETIC WEEK before FWOC starts (aka today) it is hard to cram all your one months activities into a single week. and there are still so many people i have not had the luxury of time to meet.

like:
sat: movie (MI3) + mothers day dinner
sun: sleep + dinner
mon: block chalet (will get the pics and upload other time)
tue: dinner + shopping
wed: malaysia
thu: back to hall to move stuff + meet mommy for dinner + shopping
fri: dinner + shopping
sat: dinner
sun: pack rm

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our malaysia trip to malaysia. spent less then 40 bucks there the entire day. was very tempted to buy a pair of shoes but they din have the size which is very annoying. worse still was that the only size i could fit into was the only pair left. i really liked that pair of shoes. damn it... your stock management SUCKS TO THE CORE!!!!!

dinner was good though. i LOVE THE CRABS. i think i can just go back one day just to eat the CRABS and begger chicken. and eat so full only spent less then 20. feel so good.

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check this out... i was shopping the other day and i found this store selling earings. named after me leh. i simply had to whip out my camera from my bag to take it. seriously. shann!!! you have got to be kidding.

loot for the week. i think i have spent too much this week. i should be shot for spending so much. but i cant help it la. have not gone to town so long (like two whole months) and my pockets are itching so badly i HAD to get something.

bought two paird of heels with my voucher. one nice slip-on and the other this damn nice but damn HIGH pair of wedges. i officially have every single type of normal shoe a girl can have now. from boots to stick heels to slippers to sneakers to wedges to espidrils to what everythere is on earth.

got expensive lip gloss. i could not help it. i HAD TO BUY SOMETHING OR ILL DIE!!!!!! shopping is my life... just that only when you have money then you feel happy.

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those were the days when i never knew what stress was really like. the times when things seemed so simple and when i was still innocent. actually i am still innocent now. but the point is that university made me a new and different woman. mayb it is university. but i really think it is hall that have changed me from the mommy's girl to the independent woman. well.... actually you can ask anyone i know since sec 3 and they will all tell you that i was independent and i had a mind of my own then. now i just have more freedom.

some people i know are jealous that i am independent. and they are not.
not the point.

i was trying to clean up my already-occupied-by-my-sister-room yesterday and i came accross all my old photos. it is so much fun looking through all the hard copies of old photos. it is just so different from seeing it on computer. it makes your memories seem older and a VERY LONG TIME AGO. you look back and then realised that there are so many people out there you have spent so much time with. and those were the times when i have not realised that

1. effort does not equal to output
2. marking system in NUS sucks
3. there are more things to studying then studying
4. you can be busy all the days of the term

university is hard.

racial harmony day in sec3. my favourite shot from all the photos i have. it has been a long time since i was made to wear one of those. yup... i look not bad in the sari. hey.. first time in sch i wore a sari. and my hair then was still short. many people still remember me with the short hair.

this was sometime in sec 3 too. taken by yiping's camera. too bad i dont keep in close contact with her now. it is so different after she got attached. i remembered how vain she was with her facial spray and her pillow and all her other "makeup" why do things change after some time?

my graduation picture. found this deep down under my year books. damn long time ago when i had gross hair. too bad they din get my face.

the picture that marks my secondary 4 days. remember how stupid the whole dictator thing was. how we sang "pop" on your geography field trip like the entire journey? that on the left is the remains of my graduation song that was pened by sarah. sometimes i secretly sing it to myself to make sure that i have not forgotten those days. hey i actualy know how to sing it k?


my two favourite class photos. one was on graduation day. a last picture with out favourite and not so favourite teachers. the other was on one of those days we had in class. i remembered how messy the tables were.



stubs i have been keeping for a damn long time. i bet you people still remember how they had felt on our hands. i bet none of you have these. i am the only sentimental fool that is keeping all these.

then was first three months when i had the most terrible time in SRJC. not to be mean but i really condamn that stupid sch. i cant stand that place at all. lynette survived this time with me. i remembered how i was in science but ended up in Arts when i went to SA. this was when we met up during that time. marks the start of something new.

look how YOUNG we were. so freeking young i cant stand it.

lynettes birthday. damn long time ago when i still look thin. think of me now and think how much fats i have added on. that is ALOT la. that was the time when corinna had her legendary spiked hair.

i knew janelle damn long, but i think this is one of the first few pictures we took together that time when we headed to marche

my SA days sittin at the cafe during all my breaks and eating like a pig. was then that i knew KJ and she is my best eating buddy so far. then i also came to know siting and dan. thank you making me study so hard

my favourite junior. to think that i know you from a damn long time ago. from cedar until now. thanks for taking bus home with me after training.

then this was on my birthday after the As. still looked so young then. now like kena shit.

DONE!!!!
what more need to be said

i am doing the past year papers

if the questions are really as similar to those that i have been doing for the last 2 hours. i think ill fail even if the paper was an open book. ill still fail if it was an open computer exam. what is wrong with them. the answers are NOT FOUND in the BOOK at all

i am neglected and pitied upon
by everyone

one more to go... shanny you must perservere no matter what. just slightly more then 24 hours. the whole floor left you to die alone in your room with your books. every single soul on 4th floor left me for something better. they all went to town for COCA steamboat buffet. all the yummy fish glue and meat in chicken soup... *drools* i hope they go there and then last order. curse them!!!! WHAHHHAHHAHA. we are friends, so must share the bad luck.

ok la.. not so bad... still got jiawen to suffer with me... MUAHHAHAHAH...

colin was saying before generaly bio this morn, that he looks at me, he feels happy. happy for himself. what a friend! haha... everytime that they think they have one more paper and somemore end so late, they will think of me and my luck. or lack of luck.

gen bio was the better of my papers. seriously. open book mcq isnt too bad after all. i bet everyone else in MPSH 1 thinks so too, then the bellcurve phenomenon sets in and you end up getting a C. i seriously CANNOT GET A C no MATTER WHAT. i manage to get a B for a close book GENES and SOCIETY last sem. and i dont have a tinge of bio background. i am already close to dead this sem. after pop paper i know that it is GONE. not to mention the ever famous PSY when i screwed all 60% of the sem with wayy below mean grades for BOTH my QUIZes and BOTH my LAB REPORT.

i really hope general bio turns out good. please make it minimun B...PLEASE!!!! climate looked good through the sem.. hope it turns out to be an A. if i get anything less than that, then i think i should just go back to SA and beg mr lian to take pity on my and take me back. i seriously wished sometimes that he let me take my S paper for geog at J1. i asked him but he said no.

i want to go shopping!!!!! i really cannot take it anymore... i want to go to town and spend my non-existant money. damn it. i want to go clubbing too. (stupid yw: you got it into my head)

ARRRRGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

everyone is telling me that general bio can get an A
i hope that it is true.
i hope that it is VERY TURE.

have been reading the textbook since yesterday. and it is no joke reading that darn book. so BLOODY THICK. can use as paper weight to chain up your dog. then have to lug it all the way to MPSH coz it is an open book. i better get an A for this. i actually ripped out the pages from the text to make searching easier. i ripped out the cost price of my book. it is worth less than half of what i got it for.

and you know what? i am so sick of readin the text i have been playin fish tycoon since 9pm today.

i cant wait for the 5th

everyone is already starting to go out. to town to bbq to home to sentosa to bugis to overseas. they have 3 whole months to do that and everyone is putting my suffering into more suffering. and here i am stuck in my room and ocassionally in the dinning hall trying to read a stack of notes or two. plus a textbook or two. damn it. my life sucks! at least i have some unlucky people to weather the last days with me

like van mala colin yw who ends on the 4th
and then yow yanick melf jiawen to carry on the torture with me till the 5th

WHY-O-WHY MUST I END SO LATE???!!!?!?

i still cant get it out of my system. what did i do wrong to have to suffer the ills of having the last paper. (okay. not the last of the last paper - thanks yow for reminding me) but i dont know anyone taking that one paper. i think i can really laugh at them for taking a 7pm paper. i din mind ending late last week but i totally cannot take it this week, it is driving me crazy.

ARGHHHHH..................

and after two whole sems here i found out that:

1. effort does not equal to output - you can put in the longest time doing your term paper or studying for a mid term but it NEVER determins how you will do when you get your paper back. i have already gotten so many B for term paper after putting in A scale effort to do it. and i have gotten less then 20% quizes for one week of studying.

2. marking system here sucks - you spend your time doing and doing papers trying to comeup with your own arguements and the irritating bugger somewhere gets two grades better for plagerising. WORD FOR WORD. damn it. what the hell is wrong with everyone here. maybe on my next paper i should just copy and paste from some phDs work.

people can copy whole sail from another's lab report and get 2/5 marks difference. that is like 40% for a word for word work.

3. having paper on the last day sucks - when you stay in hall. everyone who ends earlier makes it known. haha... even if you have people to suffer with you to the last paper. you will always rather end early and hit orchard road. i have no idea when was the last time i did proper shopping. think it was two months ago straight after IHG.

4. staying in hall means that you don go out at all - apart from the VERY OCASSIONAL outing that you go for. the rate i see town is a million less then the rate bill clinton sees bushes arse. when you have money to spend you splurge. then you realise that you are going to be drop dead broke for the next three years of your life. you dont see town and town dont see you

5. if you dont get out of hall for two weeks straight, you can go MAD - that is why you should always go home during the weekends no matter how busy you are. even if you have to rush a paper or study for the exams, please make it a point to go home or you will suffer from hall-usinations.

6.if you are in arts, you must be consistent throughout the sem - if not you are just going to DIE reading all the readings in reading week. reading week is not for reading your readings. it is for re-reading your readings. if you dont do consistent work you are bound to be haning yourself

7. turn up for tutorials and lectures - no matter how sleeping or how much you DONT feel like going. you better get your arse there or you will end up studying crap for the exams. tutorials are every important in arts. if you dont go then you are so freeking dead you can just try hanging yourself

ok ok... study... time to hit the general bio textbook. time to open it for the semester

I AM SOOOOOO FUCKIN SCREWED
note that i dont use the F word on my blog at all

i cant even bare to say it. damn it... i feel like screaming out of the window now. but to think that it is still 12 and that there are people sleeping ill do it later. my last time to be a considerate neighbour for some. but i think i feel like dying now...

i am so freeking screwed... if i get a B- ill be so happy. please let me get a B-. i think i have more then enough Cs this sem.

three essays and i think i only did one okayly the rest where all like shittier then shit. no structure, no vocab, no concepts, just plain ruttering. damn it. and the worst thing is that everyone seems so be quite happy bout it. and pop this sem have so many good geog students like adean and steph. i am so doomed to get a D by the time the bell curve come out!!!!!!! and i am suppose to be good at this.

MR LIAN... HABIBAH... I HAVE FAILED YOU TERRIBiLY
i am no longer that A+ geog student you knew. i dont deserve my jacob ballas for geog. i dont deserve anything. i have failed you and done you great injustice

what the hell is wrong with me? i din even get to sleep last night. not that i was studying into the night. i lights out at 12.30am. and i only manage to sleep at 6 due to the terrible cramps. sometimes i wish that i was pregnant and stop all this rubbish cramps. what a day to have cramps.

think i am going to sleep for 5hours later. will wake up just for dinner. then we will start studying for bio after that. shit... bio... another problem. hope this turns out okay.

HELP... i dont need luck... I NEED DIVINE INTERVENTION

i am so dead. just found out today that it is 3essay in 2 hours. how am i going to write 3 essays in 2 hours? to write an essay in 40 mins is a hand cramming experience. and when you have not really studied everything then that 40 mins immediatly turns and transforms to an half hour essay coz you have to spend 10 mins scratching your head. i know this from past "A levels" experience. A levels was a horrible month of exams. and i hate NUS!!!!!

last week was a breeze... this week is a disaster.
A PURE HURRICANE, EARTHQUICK, FAMINE, CLONING EPIDEMIC!!!!!

i had all the time in the world last week. this week i have 3 papers. one which i have not studied for - general bio. and the best thing of all is that i am sitting for the last of the last of the last paper on friday afternoon. i am offically goin to be the last few people who see salvation at the end of everything.

i am the only person i know ending later then me.

my brain is dying with all the numbers and dates. macham studying for history paper. it is all the government's fault. come up with so many population policies that i have to remember. and the thing is that my brain is so dead i cant tell my hands from my feet. help...

i feel so hopeless now.

like i am sailing on the ocean with a sampan.

someone stuck a durian up there

i think i am having MAJOR constipation problems. the last time i shat (past tense of "shit") properly was early last week. i keep feeling like shiting but there is nothing coming out of my butt and my anus hurts like freek shit. like as if someone threw a durian up there and left the shell there. keep farting all day long today until i cant even stand the smell of my room. i will have to wash my bedsheets coz the fart smell has diffused into it.

it feels like i am giving birth. damn it. hurts like hell. i have already finished half a tin of prunes and nothing is working. maybe after all the years of eating prunes i am immune to it and now the shitting effect of the ever so famous prunes is not working anymore.

help... i think i better eat more vege and fruits. shall go and buy apples and bananas when nicks fridge installs itself in my room. damn it. have so much to shit out but simply cannot come out.

ps: sorry if you have to read this