Disorientated.

Hello World.

I feel so muddled up.

Went for chem tuition just now. Houchen (yea my pri sch friend HC is in my tuition centre) asked me to go visit Mrs. Yah tomorrow with the other 6/1 people. Hahaha. Weird sia. Haven’t seen Mrs. Yah since sec 1. Shall ask Willy if he wants to go tomorrow.

I feel like a pig. Went home after tuition and I had subway melt. Then I went to e gym and after that I went to buy Happy Meal. LOL. Like pig sia. Subway + Happy Meal. HAHA!  

Well… I hope tomorrow’s Teachers’ Day breakfast would go smoothly.

Haha.

Anyway I thought this was pretty funny.

LOL.

Kk. Gotta go. Gotta reach school at 6 plus tmr. Damn.

Bye peeps!

Fuck prank calls.

Hello World.

Some girl thought it’d be funny to call me and pretend to be my primary school friend. Total waste of my time. Was compiling TKAMB notes when I picked up her call. Wasn’t in a very good mood to entertain anyone so I was really nasty.

I’d totally get mad at the person if I ever find out who the fk she is. But the conversation was damn funny, now that I think about it.

Girl: Hello? Do you know who I am~~? (in a super high pitched voice in mandarin)
Me: Oh… Dianna is it? (I thought it was my cousin pranking on me)
Girl: Who is Dianna? You think I am Dianna?
Me: Dianna’s my cousin lah. Who are you?
Girl: You dunno me? You have no heart for me! How old are you?
Me: 60 years old.
Girl: 26 or 16 years old?
Me: 60 lah!
Girl: Then where’s your husband?
Me: Never marry lah. Ehh you from China right? Go back China lah! *hangs up*

A few seconds later, the girl calls again.

Me: Eh what? You from China right?
Girl: You dunno me? I’m not from China. I’m from Singapore.
Me: Then who are you? Aiya go back China lah.
Girl: I’m your primary school friend. You know last time I sit beside youu??
Me: Orh. Are you YiHui? (testing the person)
Girl: Yes! (obviously lying)
Me: Orh… you are Wenqi is it? You said you were from my pri sch… what pri school did I go to?
Girl: *evades question* I was your tuition teacher.
Me: (Recalls tt I had a private tutor in my pri sch days… and my tutor was a fat MAN) Dun bluff lah. My tutor was a man. You from China right?
Girl: No no…
Me: You don’t play with me. I don’t know you. *hangs up*

If I ever find out who the hell that girl is, I’d prolly scratch her face or something. Walao eh. She must have lots of free time on her hands. What a douche.

BYE.

How would you like to be under my skin.

Someone recently told me that things seem to be getting better for me at home.
I thought so too, and I was glad that things were improving.
But now, things are looking bleak.

I don’t know how to face all these bombardment of allegations anymore. I’m stressed out by all these when I’m already stressed out by my studies. As usual, everyone just blames me without listening to what I am trying very, very hard to say. Everyone has something to say to make me feel worse. Everyone has something, some words to put into my mouth. Everyone has something to say to make it seem as though I had thought in the way they assumed I did.

But everyone doesn’t seem to want to listen. If they had listened, they would know how terribly confused I am. I’m confused by what they are accusing me of. Everyone has something different to accuse me of, and it’s over the same thing, and I have to go through these every day. I’m confused also because I don’t know why it was even my fault in the first place. If only any one of them bothered to listen. They wouldn’t keep saying things to hurt me.

I don’t know if I should even be bothering anyone to listen to me. I thought all these would end. I thought things would get better. But it isn’t happening. I’m just so overwhelmed. I’ve always been strong enough to keep moving on, even when I had no encouragement, no sense of belonging. I don’t know how I snapped, but I just did. And what’s worse is, I still have to be strong, because I need to, and because others need me.

I guess I will never be able to get along with them. I just don’t work and think the same way as them. They’re so narrow minded and contentious. I do not like to complicate things like they do… I don’t like to keep going back to the same thing over and over again.

And you’re goddamn right, I’m fucking pissed off. Don’t tell me to chill and relax anyway, cos I’m in fact calm and collected. Just angry inside.

Cheyyy.

CHEH!

You think that we’re stupid because we do combined science and you do pure science.

But anyway, your results aren’t that fantastic either, so who are you to judge us? (Your pure science damn tokkong meh?)

Prove it, ppl. Get distinctions for your pure sciences. If you don’t, you’re just as dumb as us! HAHAAAA!

Stop looking at us like we’re some worthless, pathetic minions who don’t deserve any respect. You’re humans, and so are we. Just because we can’t do science doesn’t mean we’re useless. You don’t even know us. So….please stop generalising because many of us are trying very hard.

Detached.

Hello World,

My horoscope for today says:

Boundless delight bubbles through you, as if you were the scientist to split an atom for the first time. You’ll attract admiring attention all day, so if you’ve got a wish list, make some tactful inquiries with a big smile.

What a hell load of bullshit.

I’m far from being delighted.

And it’s my fault cos I’m not even trying to fix anything that’s going wrong in my life right now for some reason. It’s like some bird poops on my face but I refuse to clean it off even though I know it’s gonna give me even more pimples simply because I have used up all my tissue paper and if I clean it off, I’d have to dirty my hands. (Tt’s a loooong sentence… pretty subtle too). So I’d just pray that it would rain and wash the bird pooop away.

I understand if you don’t get it. LOL. But it does make sense…

Heh. Familiar pic? Looks different right? I tried to do split toning on it. 

Silly photo taken last year and I guess it’s my favourite pic of myself cos I’m not photogenic. HAHA. The txtbk covers up the part of my face that I don’t like luh. I should wear a surgical mask everyday. LOLOLOL.  

Anyway prelims are next week and I’m freaking @#$@$@#$@. I just hope it wouldn’t be too bad for my class, and I hope I wouldn’t screw up so badly. ZzZ. Talking about exams gives me headaches.

I’m going off. Maybe I’d dream of “boundless bubbles of delight” later. AND…

I LOVE DAVE DAYS & BYE!

Mehh.

Not in the mood for anything intense. No melodrama, no paranoias, no nothing. These days I don’t think I even know my true emotions.

I am simply not in the mood to give reassurance to anyone. I just feel that something that I have said time and time again need not be repeated anymore. Call me a selfish and terrible friend. I think it’s an accurate description.

Somehow I feel that this whole issue scares me. True enough, I mean a lot to you and I’m grateful. But it doesn’t mean that if we don’t talk for a few days we are “drifting away”. Think about it… How many times have I reassured you about this thing? It’s so frequent that it scares me.

Maybe you feel insecure & it’s my fault. But I hope you understand. Friends also need their own space.  

Most of the time, certain things need not be said to prove a point.

Don’t apologise. You have no reason to apologise, and neither do I think I do. I just want you to understand and that’s all.

PS: I’m NOT angry. Ppl always assume I’m angry when I’m perfectly calm.

Blogging at my gran’s

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE!

Blogging at my grandma’s house right now.

I cut Nana’s fringe & she cut mine… using a pair of craft scissors.

Nana’s fringe is nice.

But mine….. HAHAHAHA. Damnn friggin screwed sia!

Anyway I skipped chem tuition today. KRTC a bit diao lorhs. National day still wanna give lessons. But whatever. LOL. First time pon tuition sia.

Do you honestly think I give a fuck about what you perceive yourself as? Hah.

BYE.

I LOVE GERARD BUTLER

I LOVE GERARD BUTLER!

WHOOO YEAAH! GOOGLE HIM!!!

WHEEEEEEE! WELCOME, MY NEW LITTLE COUSIN!

HELLO WORLD!

We have a new addition to our family!

My uncle and aunt in Australia gave birth to a baby boy yesterday!  

Was at my grandma’s house when I picked up the call from my uncle just now.

SO ADORABLE RIGHT?!?! SAY YES!

Poor little guy doesn’t have a name yet and he has to stay in the hospital for 1 month cos he’s a premature baby. (Tt explains the feeding tube)  

TEEHEEEEEE! SO CUUUUUUUUUUUUUTE ^_^

HEH. BABIES ARE JUST SO CUTEEEEEEEEE!

LOVE,

FROM A SUPERRR HIGH WX

In a bullet proof vest with all the windows closed.

HEY.

Guess where the title of this post came from. Hah. It says so little but so much.  

Anyway, today’s a very productive day.

Stayed back after school and studied with Ruijie, Yonghan, Sarah, Gabs, and Amanda! Haha. Went home with Amanda, reached home at about 6.40pm and went jogging for around 40mins (cos my sis keeps saying I’m fat. It makes no sense you know?! I’m taller and lighter than her and she says I’m fat! Wth right!?)

I’m done with all my tasks and revision for the day! Whoots~   Maybe should go do one set of SBQ questions later on since I’m so free.

By the way, some of us have got new nicks and they’re really awful except for Ruijie’s. Ruijie is now Jerry Tan Ruijie. Yonghan is now Pancake Pan Yonghan and…  I am Garfield Goh Wei Xuan. WTF RIGHT?! Just because everyone watched Garfield last night on Channel 5. Well, at least I’ve “transcended” from being called a Vietnamese cat to a celebrity cat. What’s worse is that people can now officially refer to me as the big, fat orange cat with an obsession for lasagne. First they called me a Vietnamese farmer because I had bangs (& I’m not even Vietnamese! That’s stereotyping). Then, they called me a Vietnamese Cat and now they call me Garfield. Lol.

Okay. This makes no bloody sense.

Anyway I’m not angry with Gabs liao lah. We’re good friends!

LOVE,

WX