first of all, i would like to say, awesome job to school's easter day thingy. and, wesleyROO:) let me try to find mounting board for the camera, kay? from the auntie who promises to spoil you rotten:D

yesterday night. easter drama-rama at GTPJ. i could come up with the list of things that happened:

1. was moved by the drama. could see how Jesus's story could relate with the characters'.
2. sat with the little kangaroo with the official relationship as aunt and neffie poo. (sorry. feeling a little doting-auntie-ish today.)
3. felt a huge wave of guilt, both on the drama and studies. hid my face when i saw the video clip of Jesus' crucification.(being a Christian for this long, i have never watched those scenes for more than a few seconds.) then about how i couldn't do a simple question on add maths. and the rest was history.

and so that was it. sorry erina i didnt come to school today. but you sure got me jealous by bringing your iTouch. Ta.

sushi fest? oh yeahh:D

yeah i admit i'm starting to develop an addiction for sushi, like Jamie. and a growing dislike for raw seafood. i think my whole family is having this I-ADORE-SUSHI-CLUB. wanna join?:)

i absolutely adore klcc along with erina, its really more international than klia. isetan houses the biggest community of Japanese i've ever seen. Japanese do have great hair, but they're so tiny.

oh, so tiny. and i don't get it why the men pluck their eyebrows????

SUFFERING LARH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

first of all, idontwannagotoschool. and, idontwannafinishmoralproject. thirdly, imisscfcamp! and many other stuff that gets me down, for now. i can't say these to my close friends, can i? my rants are psychologically de-energizing, mentally exhausting, emotionally draining. i regret i did not stand on wherever is the highest peak in CF camp and scream out loud, not caring whether its alarming or not; because cf camp is supposed to be a part of your destressing regime, no?

so. i've decided to make up a list of things that would make me deliriously happy, healthily, to all aspects of me. and not upset God. it goes like this:

1. a rubber ducky.
2. piles and piles of junk food.....
3. ....and the promise that these food will not gain me weight.
4. a swimming pool of Coke and glitter.
5. a king size bed, made hotel style, complete with down feather pillows, plush blankets and crisp white linen and all.
6. a fluffy bath robe and slippers to match.
7. the backyard my aunt used to have in new zealand, this time not minding a football that went smack into my face (the story another time later).
8. owning Topshop, Forever 21, Cotton On, Supre, and H&M.
9. own all the graph tees in the world.
10. the latest Nokia Xpress Music 5130 i saw in the news today. wait a minute. and iPhone should be more reasonable.
11. Henry Golding, Christian Bale for keeps:)

..................aaaahand the list goes on. seriously you don't want me to continue. okie thats for now.

God bless.

postcamp thoughts, and other random stuff.

look, I'm not gonna sound corny and all, but CF camp 09 was just......beyond describable. ah, i know an adjective. simply EXTRAVAGANT! what else is there to say, man.

but seriously, its unfair when you're having so much fun time and the whole 3 days literally turbo-speed zoom by. i just wanna hit the pause button, right at the last night, which i think was the best part of camp larh. i didnt take a picture which i painfully regret, because under pj there's a layer of clouds and beyond that layer, there's not only NOT a cluster of stars, but its as though God accidentally spilled His huge bottle of glitter across the sky. throughout 4 years of camp, i have not seen anything like it.

although i didn't really had a super close encounter with God throughout the 3 days, but He always do when i'm thinking, so i guess that's alright with me:) but i'm happy for those who strayed away and decided to come back, WELCOME BACK TO THE FAMILY, i say.

the moment huiying gives the thumbsup to rip the photos on facebook, i'll show them to you all who didn't go. tsktsk man you guys shoulda went. am i not convincing enough??!!

hell hath no fury like a woman's wrath.

yesterday, i recieved my full fledge of PMS. yes, seriously. my first ever. that's something to celebrate about, yes, no? you get a few days of reign, including chocolate, and you won't even give a damn about the gaining-weight-guilt thingy. worst still, you don't even wanna move your butt around anywhere except planting it in front of the computer and blog about it:)








so yeah, i warned my sister about it. she avoided any touchy topics, and was really really careful around me; which i felt terasa about it, naturally. anyhoo, of course everyone was annoying to me, including my mum. but since she does it everyday, annoying, i kinda furiously forgave her.








my raging fire lasted the whole day. everyone suffered. and being a silly, emotional, sensitive creature like me, of course i felt guilty. AND it made the situation alot more worse. i think i'll only feel like Mother Superior if i pms-ed around my hubby, i guess. i'm feeling sorry for my future husband out there, honey.








my class did like some Top 10 Things When You Have PMS, and number 2 said you would put choc chips in your omelette. thank God i didn't. instead, my appetite became 3 times the amount of intake of guys. incredible, isn't it?