My shortlived happiness </3

I’m still in my Peejays. I blame the weather. I am so lazy to go and shower. I even woke up late for class. So i didnt go. wth.

But anyways. Yesterday I was FINALLY discharged from HPB. BAIK LA. *claps hand*
After spending the whole morning with mum, I couldnt take it. She was being too lame.

1) While waiting for my turn, she saw a pot of plants outside the doctor’s office.
Mum: Do you think those plants are real?
Me: No -_-” how can it be real. how to survive in air con without sunlight
Mum: Oh ya eh.. Some more it’s a hospital right.. Alot of sick people.. got disease.. how can the plants survive.
Me: *Gives mum the look* WTH……

2) we were waiting for the train. then suddenly she talked about a time when she was going to work. she took a train to pasir ris so she could get a seat. somehow or rather, the computer voice who tells us what station’s coming next, was screwed up. So my mum was like closing her eyes alr… suddenly.
“Next station, Pioneer”
My mum opens her eyes. and she laughed looking at some people’s reaction. i started laughing cos her face. was like kental la. My mother. HAIZ.

3) My mum is obsessed with doing her laundry. We were reaching tampines. Then she realised it was veyr bright and sunny. and she hasnt done the laundry for the day.

Mum: Ehhhh. So sunny…. MY LAUNDRY!
me: Omg mum seriously? LAUNDRY? in the mrt? of all places to think about it? -______-”
Mum: heheheehehe.

HAHAHA. But i enjoyed the fact that the doctor discharged me from HPB!!!!
Apparently my weird spine which had a curvature degree of 38 degrees (2 degrees more to surgery) actly decreased to 31 degrees! Alhamdulillah!
I had to take an x ray -_- which i hate. cos its too troublesome. and furthermore, that lady at the radiology clinic didnt know how to pronounce my name.
I swear i had no idea she was calling me. That’s how bad she mispronounced my name. -_-

So everything was okay. I was excited for the match that night.

YES YES RUB IT IN, ARSENAL LOST 2-1.
But honestly, Arsenal shouldve won. Man U’s goals were just out of plan luck. If it wasnt for the penalty and the luck they got by Arsenal’s own goal, Arsenal would have won. But it’s okay. Let’s just say that in a game, there has to be a winner and a loser. And let’s just say that Man U had good feng sui la ok. My heart broke into pieces la. And the worst part is. My dad is a secret MAN U FAN. He was throwing his fists up in the air! Even make me even more depressed. SIGH. in my face. he threw his fists in the air. and went “YESSSS!” </3

WALAU.

But on the bright side.
RAMSEY, I AM READY FOR YOU TO PROPOSE TO ME (:
HAHHAHAHAHAH. Omg feeling la me. nvm la.

A GIRL CAN DREAM.

I want paint.

It’s a dull Friday night.
WHERE’S THE COLOUR?
-_-”

Built to Last.

I’ve looked for love in stranger places
but never found someone like you
someone whose smile
makes me feel i’ve been holding back
and now there’s nothing I can’t do

cause this is real, and this is good
it warms the inside just like it should
but most of all
most of all, it’s built to last
it’s built to last

all of our friends
saw from the start
so why didn’t we believe it too?
now look, where we are
you’re in my heart now
and there’s no escaping it for you

cause this is real, and this is good
it warms the inside just like it should
but most of all
most of all, it’s built to last

walking on the hills at night
with those fireworks and candlelight
you and i were made to get love right

cause this is real, and this is good
it warms the inside just like it should
but most of all
most of all, it’s built to last

cause you are the sun in my universe
consider the best when we felt the worst
and most of all, most of all
most of all, most of all,
most of all. most of all
it’s built to last

-Melee

Oh have I told you?
My holidays have officially begun

August 26.

After 2 posts today. I cannot believe I forgot what date it is.

5 years ago, I just finished my Science PSLE prelim exams.
And 5 years ago, she left.

No wonder these past few days I kept thinking about how the place she used to sit at when she eats in the kitchen is empty. Nobody sits there to eat anymore. It’s like that seat is reserved for her or something. She used to wake up earlier than all of us during sahur. She’ll sit at that spot and close her eyes while reciting prayers, or read the Quran. Five years have passed. FIVE. F-I-V-E. That’s a hell of a long time. Everything’s still the same though. People leave.

But i guess, memories dont.
And never will.

It’s addictive.

on repeat in Lexon.
It’s really addictive.
My new favourite song siolzxzxzxzxzxzxzx!
HAHAHAHAHA.

*rock on face*

oops i mean

*serene face*

No, Stats did not make my hair like that by STATic. (Get it? LAUGH PLEASE)

I have not studied stats for the day. The weather’s not helping. Oh wth. I’m making excuses as always. I’m worried about certain things. At least I’ve been thinking of em. And one of it is my hair. My dad doesnt want me to have curly hair. Or wavy hair. And I’m scared that if i go ahead with doing something with my hair, I’ll look like shit. To make myself feel better, I curled my hair using the curling iron. And it turned out like THAT (points to pictures up top) I think I look fine. Like super cute la. Like little girl. ME LIKEY *waggle eyebrows* but I dont know. I need other people to tell me. I’ll just as the hairdresser what kind of curl or waves would not make me look like a fool. And I do not want to end up saying “I shouldve listened to Daddy.” Cos sometimes i hate it when he’s right. HAHAHA.

And to add salt to the wound. I is belly jealous that everyone’s status is like “EXAMS ARE OVER! HOLIDAYS WOO!” I’m still here. Havent even done one paper. My paper is tomorrow BY THE WAY. So I’m like about 20 hours to freedom. Paper’s in the morning, so i cant sleep late tonight. Or else I’d just drool on the paper la.

So yah. After tomorrow, I only have these things to worry about;

1) Check up at hospital
2) X-stigma thingy
3) Dance
4) My hari raya outfit
5) MY HAIR

And as of this moment, THE GUYS ARE LIKE 25 MINS AWAY FROM FREEDOM. AND I’M LIKE A LITTLE LESS THAN 20 HOURS TO FREEDOM. Talk about unfairness. But oh well. They deserve it. They have like, three papers.

Nyehhhhhhhhhhhhhxzxzxzxzxzxzxzxzxzzxzxzxz.

24.

Realise.

yes. I already intensely practiced stats *sastisfied face*

I just needed to post this. I know I’m youngest. And everyone’s all older… And blah blah blah… What does this little girl know…. She knows peanuts… blah blah blah. well.

I have only this to say;

“but they gotta realise that i’m 17
and i’m capable of being mean too.
i’m capable of being straightforward
and sarcastic
i dont need to have gone overseas to study. i dont need to teach in a jc. i dont need to be good in music. and have like famous friends
i freakin study psychology at temasek poly which is one course in the whole of singapore with the lowest cut off point.
and i have awesome friends too even though they’re not famous. cos i’d rather have non- famous friends who’ll stick by than famous friends who’re superficial and materialistic and can just go anytime cos they’re capable of doing so.

I dont even need to drink to get high cos i get high when i’m with my friends. I’m blessed with me awesome parents. so really, i dont lose anything. i dont look any smaller when i stand beside them just because they’re older.”

-Tiara Surya Dusqie

try me.

I swear this all because I love myself.

Yes tiara, Wtf are you doing?
GO MUG STATS LAH.

For you people (like me) who needs a break.

Everyone’s so tense with exams and all. Me too. I got frustrated cos I couldnt answer some stats questions. SIGH.

And then. Amal gave me this link. That made me laugh till i cried. And I swear, if you take a break from studying and watch this, your troubles will all fade away.

My.

Stomach.

Still.

Hurts.

From

Laughing