Had mass jog.

I RAN OKAY, and for the first time i am the 3rd girl to enter in class. FIRST TIME lah wtf.

This new NIE teacher kept encouraging bel and i. Bel wasn't feeling well later. Slacked at the toilet etc etc. Had chinese. Wasn't paying attention, but i did my work. =D

Had PE. Did badminton, uh-huh.

Recess, uh-huh. Belinda that cock sprayed Adidas' deodorant(?) into my mouth accidentally and i was suffering please. :s I had a taste of him, yeah yeah.

Literature, wasn't paying attention. Talking to belinda. =X

Miss poon wasn't here for POA so we went to the library. Did my CHINESE HOMEWORK(god______ please give me $$ thanks HAHAH KIDDING) and crapped, AS USUAL, BELINDA.

Maths. I paid attention please. =D And i completed all my homework. =D I DID EXTRA SOMEMORE AM I GOOD GIRL OR WHAT, God___ please double up the $$ that you are planning to give me HAHAH KIDDING AGAIN

After school. Went opposite with Felicia and then Dewi came. There's a new stall selling Western food. An old angmoh man was one of the vendors so we came up with a joke when dewi came.

Felicia : Eh you go the stall the angmoh damn hot lor
Me : Yeah
Dewi : Okay
-Dewi prepares to seduce the angmoh, when he was just behind her-
Fel and i : HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH

And then dewi turns around to find a fat angmoh staring at her.

HAHA I TELL YOU THE SCENE WAS SO FUNNY =X

Another one.

Felicia and I were damn horny. We were talking about CUM HAHAHAHA
Dewi : Isn't cum what cows spit out?
Felicia : It's SEMEN LA
Dewi : Really. (In a very low tone)
All 3 : HAHAHAHAHA

(I FORGOT WHO) : What colour is cum?
Felicia : How i know
Me : My p5 teacher told me it's milky.
Then we start guessing all sorts of colours, untill we came to...RED
-Dead silence-
Felicia : HAHAHA GUYS GOT MENSTRUATION HAHAHAHA
Everybody : HAHAHAHAHA

The last part, i spit out teh peng and it landed on felicia's textbook. HAHA SORRY
Talleah calls dewi and talks bla bla

Dewi : ..... Mr low opened the door just for me bla bla bla
Felicia : ..Mr low likes her
Me : *SPITS OUT TEHPENG*
HAHAHAHAHA SORRY FEL HAHAHA

And many more. Like making fun of sec1s etc etc. Sheesh.

All of my designs either speak for how i feel,

or they speak for the people that i care for.

My friends, my hamsters, my family, and many other individuals, and ultimately _____,

They are my inspiration, they mean so much to me, they can elicit at least some emotions from me.

Unlike indifference.

I had a good time talking to ______.
He is like my mentor. He taught me many things in life, simple lessons that could not be learnt in school. Lessons that can only be learnt through hard work, about design, about working hard, and many more. I would say it is some extreme luck that i got to rub shoulders with such gurus for a mere hour or so online. And then, *poof*, he disappears, maybe mentoring another young, budding designer.

Thank you.

Today was generally fun. Played tikam with Belinda during Chinese lessons again.

I was so amused with JF during chinese lessons please. He msged me last night asking me for today's timetable, i replied without asking who he was, and i decided to find out and then i messaged him during chinese class.

Me: Who are you?
Him : ..jf LA..
WTF, i laughed like crazy please. "JF LAA" HAHAHA
Me : Kaninamala.
Him : ...shh
Me : Oi my name is mayee not may-e, J-F.
His phone got taken by Hopan and Jovyn and then that 2 jokers sent me one sms
"I love you. No fuck you, i'm too handsome for you" or something like that.

WAH LAO I WAS LAUGHING SO HARD LA

HAHA We had our seats arranged in English class and i sat next to Belinda. Nothing much.

Recess. Again we were comparing heights with ________ as usual. Made fun of him and all. HAHEHEHH.

We went into Macbeth already for literature blah. I was damn tired from the on. SS as well. Didn't pay much attention.

My maths class has been separated. All the weaklings are in one class. HAHA.

Went to meet _____ after that. Bought stationery, bought coffeebean, ate at grillers. Wah shiok i tell you. =X

OF COURSE I WILL STUDY =D

I'm tired please.

But i still wanna do my blog layout ^^

Introducing...

THE PUNK'D PEACHYBOY!!!!


The chao rascal later gave himself a side-spiked parting.




FIFI <3 =D

On the phone with Dewi...

Dewi : I just realised how ugly i am.
Me : *Laughs*
-Silence for 5 seconds-
Me : FINALLY! FINALLY YOU REALISED THAT!
Dewi : AHAHHA fuck you

I slept at 6AM sharp last morning. Spent the midnight talking to Gerlaine. I found ALOT
of good stuffs for sale by other Singaporeans okay. Handbags and all, brand new at very much more reasonable prices. *Licks lips*

I can't care much if it's 2nd hand.

How much of a "2nd-hand" is it when the buyer regretted buying it and has to sell it at a lost?

Anyway, check all the members out. They're the people selling things. Not all of them anyway, many of them were BLOGS, like wtf? If you want to blog about your lovey-dovey, heartbroken relationships, go die somewhere else. Or maybe they're hinting they need gigolos. HAHAHAH

Right. I came across almost all of the blogs that went like this,
"I give up. He doesnt love me bla bla bla"

*Hic*

This is getting long.

I realised i feel very good when i bitch about brands, talking about what handbags are nice, which brand's quality suck, what kind of skirts etc etc. It pumped the estrogen up in me which made me feel happy okay! HAHAH

By buying shirts and all from other people and not from the shops, i can save a ton lot of money. =D =D

Inspired by a very nice CreativeDirector i have just talked to online. I feel damn honoured because he isn't just a designer, a bloody high post one in fact. HAHAHAHA =X

Done with illustrator and photoshop 7. APPARENTLY, i suck with illustrator. I don't know how to use it. This is my first work that came out looking alright with that LiveTrace thingy.

Hope you like it.

I can never understand parents, and how UNFAIR they actually are.

And i will probably remember how selfish my sister is, and how much of a STUPID, FUCKED-UP CHEEBYE BITCH my mother is.

Most of you probably know that i love design.
That i waited very long for the __________suite to come.
That i practically wanted to smack myself when the _______suite couldn't install into MY computer because my pc lacked RAM.

Finally, what is a need, and what is a want.

A computer, in my case, is a need.

"Why don't you share with your sister?"
My sister, who is a fucked up cunt is refusing to share her computer with me. She slams the door, stares at me and has added a password to her computer, all but to stop me from using her computer.

AND NOW, MY MOTHER.

The saggy old bitch who should be dead by now but is still living on, tormenting me :

"Your computer is still usable what"
YES STUPID BITCH, I KNOW IT IS STILL USABLE. BUT YOUR DAUGHTER, me, requires a much much more efficient computer to carry out my designing passion, and maybe to even develop it into a career.

I NEED RAM.

I am crying my eyes out at this unearthly hour.

I am working on my 2nd photoshop 'anniversary' already. Lame i know, BUT IT'S FUN OKAY!

To look at how much you have improved bla bla.

Last night, i came up with a stupid theory about people who belitte money when they have not experienced how hard to earn money is.

Take me for example. I am a spendthrift and to think i have the CHEEK to say "Cheap what," in front of THE God_______ , because he is paying, not me. The bloody creativesuite is $600 plus, and THERE i am saying it is CHEAP.

Because i have not learnt how hard to earn money is.

He got mad with me and disowned me for a few days, and i felt armageddon was here. No money to spend, how?

I thought about it, and thus decided to save up, for i know i WON'T die without that extra income, and also because the day i got disowned was the day i did flag day, i realised it was SOOO HARD to get even a $10, let alone $600.

So those who sound their trumpets so loudly(unless they MADE their money, a rich family doesn't count here) are usually brainless.

You have not experienced extreme sadness, and there you are, talking about extreme happiness.

Without sadness, you wouldn't know what happiness is. Just like love and indifference. Both are the antithesis of another, but they must coexist.

I love Fifi and Peachyboy so much, i don't know how hard i'll cry if they die. And i know their days are numbered. Both of them are more than 1 year old, and hamster's lifespan is usually 1.5years to 2 years. =/

They are such adorable furry little things, especially Fifi. Fifi understands me, and i believe he knows i am his owner. Sometimes, he climbs onto my hand and gives me a bite if i don't bring him out of the cage, and if i take him out immediately out of his cage when he climbs on, he doesn't bite, NOT at all.

Never has he bitten me after i brought him out of his cage. =)

Heh.

As for Peachyboy, he reacts very fast, and to his name as well, especially "Peachy". He'll wake up. So cute. >.<

Plus i think hamsters DO have feelings, because i have seen Fifi grooming his son before.

What a sweet sight.

Sometimes i wonder about my existence. Was i created 'out of love', or simply because they(my parents) 'wanted a boy.'

I think it is the latter.

Not that any disputes rose up again, just that i overheard something and always a skeptic regarding my family issues, i couldn't help but to think that way.

There is a lot of difference between 'out of love', and 'wanted a boy'.

Wanted a boy, in this case not to fit societal norms(or maybe even so) but how about socially(Gain face amongst my relatives bla bla)?

Looking at my family now, i am sure i am here unplanned.

Before you read on, with your jaws dropped and start to assume in your stupid mind that i have been abused(WTF?!), no, i'm not. I am just annoyed with my parent's 'plans'.

Have they ever thought that the unborn child in the womb would be a girl? Have they ever spared a thought for the fact that this girl would be a spendthrift(HAHA) and at least MAKE SURE the family does not live on scraps?

We're not living on scraps, but neither are we doing very well.

I feel they've not planned well, and the flaw therein lies might also be the reason why their marriage is so..wrong. Like what a teacher once said it does take a long time to realise your spouse's irksome personality that you had never seen before, and they probably are unprepared.

I hate the fact that everything is unprepared(or so it seems) and that i am the by-product of brainless planning.

Of course it is much better than me getting put up for adoption because i was born a girl and anyway i have kind people buying whatvever i want for me HAHAH, i still don't feel quite right about my family.

I don't feel the concern from my dad, neither from my mom. Maybe only from that kind stranger.

And it's weird that my mom sides my sister, even when she is in the wrong, while my dad gives no shit.

Leaving me to fend for myself, which is getting tedious.

Many times people forget to think before they act, and usually their actions that comes from brainless thinkings are usually the most hurtful ones.

Which brings me to another point.. : Immaturity.
Before you scorn at what i write, i don't have to be a wise sage to berate immature people, and NOBODY asked you to read. This is one thing i can't seem to drill into the minds of people.

I don't like my class, not the classmates, maybe a few. I don't like the fact that people can actually have the guts to laugh at their weaknesses. Maybe they really are that jovial, or maybe deep down they are having some really bad self-esteem, and they are doing such acts to make themselves feel better.

Some brainless people would probably argue, "Then you still come 3D for what?"

Do i even have a choice(given my poor results)? And one needs to experience PITS before experiencing HAPPINESS. Without sadness, will you ever know that you are happy? Plus coming to the worst class doesn't mean i have to be all boisterous and rowdy and quite possibly brainless. Pun is very intended.

I've always thought it felt good to be in a 'stress-free' class, but it doesn't seem so anymore. Everybody is taking many things for granted, such as the malevolence of many teachers. But for now my thinking has definitely changed.

I want to study hard and get out of BM manzxzxz.

I don't understand what is so wonderful about failing maths and still not putting effort into it. NOBODY seems to be ashamed of that sad fact. Yes, i am driving at somebody who wrote a testimonial saying he/she is very proud of his/her 'achievements.'

Ka. Ni. Na.

In terms of work-ability(?), Photoshop surpasses all the rest of the Adobe programs i would say, except for InDesign,GoLive and etc etc because those are more to the web-publishing side.

WHAT IS ILLUSTRATOR FOR MAN?!

When i can draw with PS. =/

It's the same i feel.

Blah.

I found my old blog and realised i've changed alot. WELL, you know who you are, i just wanna apologise. =) You'll know it's you. You'll feel it.

EVERYBODY LOOK HERE!

MUAHAHAHAHHAA, MY SUPER LONG-AGO graphics!

CLICK.

SO OBIANG. LOL. They were created last year, March - October. From November onwards, all of my artworks can be seen here!

And one of my msn conversation with them in the past. Damn funny. CLICK!

And many more, if you bother to read my archives. HAHAHAHA, but you really can see the transition i feel. I think i've changed alot.

My entries all used to be materialistic, but for now, lesser i think? Hmm.

Oh great, blogger didn't publish my post for yesterday.

Went out with Dewi and watched The Omen. We wanted to be cheapos and sneak into another cinema immediately after The Omen eded but time forbade us from lowering ourselves to become social pariahs.

The movie sucked la, damn it. The ending - Damien didn't die, and those who wanted to kill him died instead. It's a rather complex movie, and the scary scenes are very very expectable, and so is the ending.

BLAH. Waste my money only!

Training today was alright. My left toe is swollen. =/

INTRODUCING..

"Love you long time", collaboration with Drew Flaherty, YEAH I WISH. Erm, myself. =D Thank you Mr Magurno for the arrows.

My uncle's girlfriend..

I wonder how she's coping with his death, it was so sudden. The feeling of watching the man you love lying lifeless in a coffin, all cold and eventually getting delivered into the hot, menacing furnace of the crematorium is so painful. I can't empathise with her, it's too painful.

She has lost him forever, and only his ashes remain in this world. Nobody for her to call and talk to/meet up. He won't be there to pick up her calls anymore. So sad.

=(

I have started playing SIMS 2, actually i played the sims since i was 12. HAHAHAH, the very first versions of it. I was so desperate for it back then.

I have a love-hate relationship with such virtual-reality games. I'ld abstinate from it for a long time when my sim's lives start to get monotonous, and then i'll play it again. It's a cycle.

And my 2nd sister is crazy. She has all versions of the Sims2. She buys whatever that comes, and it's not that she doesn't have the full set of the Sims as well.

CRAZY.

And now the liyi is some screwed up sister as well. She doesn't seem to understand that all the gadgets she's using is intially mine, like what? The scanner, the camera, the printer, it's all purchased for ME. And she takes and uses it in her computer, and when i ask to use the scanner that's connected to her computer she refuses. PLUS, the sims2 that's in her computer is MINE as well, the 'god-of-fortune' bought it for me, and there she is, deluding herself that it's all hers.

I don't give a damn if that sims2 cd is $50. So what? It's mine, and im so pissed now i feel like breaking the disc.

Please credit the brushes you used and all, seriously.

All of you who don't credit are so shameless. Don't hate me for saying that. It's a FACT. You are claiming the work that is not done by you, ridiculous isn't it? And don't pretend that your artwork is good and it's all yours, IT'S NOT. I wonder what values you parents brought you up with, what teachers taught you in school. You probably don't cheat in tests so often(im assuming) and that's some integrity, but you're cheating here! It's the same. Go grow some brains, all you wannabe graphic designers who leech other's works off.

Like mine, it's all from DA. The stock and all.
The grunge? Misprintedtype.com

The dumbos don't get it, duh.

I don't like mandarin pop. I don't even like mandarin! I don't mind speaking mandarin(only when it is really needed, like oral exams), but on other occasions i actually mind.

Not that i am very into english, not that i'm into english pop as well. I don't care whether Britney Spears went to enlarge her double Ds, i don't care if Snoop Dogg has got 2 hotdogs in his pants, i just don't.

I'm just not into superstar gossips, unless it's something really appalling, like the Brad-Angelina thing. I don't watch whatever superstar shows because most of them die out after 1 month later, so what's the point?

So don't try and tell me who this zhiyang(paper sheep?) guy is, how nice his blog is(NICE MY ASS) and all, because i AM NOT INTERESTED. So if i'm not interested, don't expect me to speak positive stuffs about them, not even if his blog is really very nice to read and all.

I hate mandarin so much, i don't even want to take mandarin even though i am a chinese. I feel forced sometimes. Maybe chinese are obliged to learn mandarin, idk.

JUST DON'T TRY TO GET ME TO WATCH WHATEVER MANDARIN SUPERSTAR SHOWS. I don't understand mandarin songs! I accidentally tuned into 933fm once and WHAT,i thought i was listening to some tamil song.

Try to turn me into a cheenafied hyena like HER and i'll kill you.

My uncle passed away today.

My sister got blamed by my relatives because one of my uncle called her yesterday to inform her that my uncle was in bad condition with the use of profound cantonese lingo. She didn't understand so she told my dad to go call that uncle and ask him to go clarify it instead.

Then she went out. Apparently my dad didn't do much about it, he just assumed that he 'had an accident' and all of us were kept in the dark untill today when i received a call that my 3rd uncle is dead and i informed my sisters and mom.

The thing is i feel so unfair for my sister. It is maybe her fault that she is poor with dialects, but the fault is with my dad for not being accountable enough! My sister has already done her work, isn't it?

It struck me so abruptly when i heard of the tragic news. My uncle is not married. He's a bachelor at 52 years of age with a girlfriend. Some of you fucked up people might say "Eeeeyer! So old still not married?!", fuck off ok.

Life is so unexpected. My paternal grandmother died in September last year, and now my paternal uncle(her son) died yesterday.

It also made me realise people should treasure one another. You'll never know when your loved ones will die all of a sudden, and of course keep fit, duh!

So we were there and we were alienating ourselves from the rest of the family because my sister is guilty, and we're really shy people. HAHAH.

After the first chanting session we thought it would be an hour before the 2nd one commences so we went to NTUC. Bought beer and chocolates. Slacked somewhere and i had a tiny sip of it. And we walked very slowly, ONLY to realise, the prayer session has started. So we stood outside of the 'wake-area' and cracked jokes, etc etc, .Only after it ended did we get back in.

And here i am.

I PROBABLY CANT GO OUT. BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.
I'm on a jail term anyway. <_<

My sister came up with this acronym of the term 'stc'. Take this lightly please, and i have no intention of directing this at anyone hor!!!

STC - Straight Turn Crooked.

Surprisingly, it's true for most anyway.

I think i have a very stubborn character. Selfish i would say. I don't like to share my food with anybody, not even my mom. When i was young she licked a bit of my ice-cream because it was beginning to drip. I got mad, i laid on the floor in the middle of the shopping centre and refused to get up untill i got a new ice-cream. =X

I'm still like this, of course i don't lie on the floor anymore, duh.

Life is definitely funny.

On days that i wake up RIGHT EARLY IN THE MORNING and am preparing to go to school to go for my cca, i normally sneeze non-stop, sometimes so bloody hard, like today, i vomitted my brunch(chee kueh !!) out.

*(&%*&^$^%#(*)&(*&%&^#t$

And on days where i'm lazier, heck, everything in me is working so fine i want to go out.

WHAT IS THIS ?!

I won't be going. I think i'll vomit even more. I can feel the oil lingering in my oesophagus. :S

By the way i've not stopped blogging. I'm just busy with work.

I am working, yes.

Annnnoying people no.1 :

"Hey you don't have to bother pairing up for drills, just go!"

And 5 minutes later...

"DEWI*! I do the drill with you!"

My GAWD. And to think this kid(pun is very very intended) is so hard up on originality, but still goes around begging for Adobe Photoshop.

Listen up, i hope you go to jail for that. PIRACY?! _|_

Annnnnnoying people no. 2:
Me : *Bitch bitch bitch about some girl*
Person : Asks irrelevant questions about her appearance, like is she cute. WTF okay. Not that i'm jealous or whatever, but it's just so irrelevant la! And it goes to show you're one f-ing attention seeker.

Annnnnoying people no. 3 :
To completely say you won't do this and that and create trouble for the rest of your friends, but doing it a blooooody week later and giving us grief.

*The name is just an example

RAWWRR.

Everybody should just go download Firefox™. It's great. You'll never believe how much IE is lagging behind in terms of speed and security. =/

Who cares about coloured, fanciful scrollbars when you have less pop ups and faster loading speeds?

Eat your heart out.

Btw, _|_ to those whom are against my graphic designing endeavours and attempt to discourage me from registering for NOISE singapore's graphic design apprenticeship by either ignoring me, or simply asking me not to go because YOU don't like it.

Ridiculous reasons, really.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA.

Hail, for i am the graphics guru. HAHAHA

Took a quiz somewhere and got them all right at the first try. XD



Till now i still think formal education in art kills the brains.

I'm about to experiment with something new, and i'll never go find tutorials. NEVER.

The experience is just different.

You won't have your own style. It's all confined and conformed.

Alot of people i know rely on tutorials. I don't find tutorials useful. =S

And most of them don't turn out successful as well.

Too coincidental eh.