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Summer. Island.

2008-05-30T11:19:58Z

Hey all,

Yesterday (Thursday), shopping with P. Ate at a fancy restaurant.

I did not expect it to be fun. But it was. And I was more than happy.

All the while, I have been looking for a mate to shop for lingerie with.

And I did.

It was kind of unexpected.

P and I were just passing by the lingerie store yesterday. Besides, we both have the same cup size.

Bought a push-up bra. So did she. Both pink. Our very first push-up bra.

Called our outing the ladies secret (LS). Cause I thought girls secret was kind of amateur.

We laughed all the way.

Went to the arcade after that, played fun games. Especially the drum thing.

And blistered our hands. But we had fun.

Was looking forward to a day like this since forever.

It's the best fun that I had for this year.

Well, the best in life always come unexpectedly.

Walked back home with her. She lives around the neighbourhood too.

I never thought that my 'lingerie shopping with' friend would be her. Because she speaks chinese. And her english is weak.

But hey, languages never parts a good friendship.

TODAY

I will be leaving home tonight to stay over at R's home until Sunday and take a flight with her to Phuket Island.

Will be back to R's by the 7th June. But will arrive home on the 8th.

My suitcase is ready to go. And so am I.

Holiday away from home. How fun could it be?

*Or not at all?

Curse those words.

☼ Ya'll enjoy your summer. ☼

I will tell you everything that is about to happen. Soon.

And believe me, you wouldn't want to miss it.

Enjoy,

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Betrayer? Interesting...

2008-05-27T09:04:24Z

Bloggers,

I went up to my weekend home on Sunday to swim. Mum invited her friends. Beautiful day. Played snooker. I love physics.

Stayed over till Monday morning. Drove down the hills. Arrived home.

Read a few magazines. No plans for the whole day.

Read a friend's (V's)� blog. Wrote about me. Being a betrayer? Okays.

Today.

Stock clearance again. Why did I go this morning? To catch a few blouses and dresses to wear to Thailand next week.

Bought good stuffs.

Every end of each season, they have a stock clearance. Then designers will have design new outfits again. It's like a circle. What goes around comes around.

Came back. Which is now. Read another blog of C. Wrote about me. She calls me an enemy and a betrayer. And an immature bitch? Okays. You can see that nothing in this blog is immature.

I owed her money and chocolates. And yeah, I did. "Drop some stash on her table and she'll leave that part out."

Wrote that I was trying to be high-class. But I'm not.

Wrote that she was high-class.

?

Okay......... Pathetic young girl.

So,

They hate me for telling P about something that they said.

Sorry, slipped.

They hate P. For now.

It's nothing biggie to me. Because they can't bring me down.

Besides that, she said about my attitude and my life. How I run it.

Even wrote about my best friend, B. He is a matured good guy. And don't they dare touch my friends.

And J. Telling me to have sex with him.

I don't see how my personal life can affect them.

How can I even compete with someone who is lower than me.

Like I care.....

As you can see. My summer holiday plans for this week is stay in. But I have plans with P this Thursday. We're going around the neighbourhood to chase the cats away. Just jesting. We're going shopping around the neighbourhood. Tomorrow, piano class and mum is having a workshop for piano tomorrow night. I have to perform well. And I will.

Mum and her husband had an argument an hour ago. All I can say is. "Go ahead, divorce him".

After reading this blog, don't think that I'm a bitch. I still have fears. Like you do.

You can't judge someone until you know them well enough.

Look at the bright side, you'll come to know me. Stay on.

xoxo

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Sociable, not?

2008-05-24T16:38:48Z

Hey ya'll.

Yesterday, Friday, school had a teacher's day celebration. We celebrated a week after the actual day.

I like teacher's day performances. I've always wanted to audition for the performances. But I am never into school's extra curriculars.

Infact, I did not know about the audition. My brother participated and auditioned last year when he was a senior. Good for him.

The performances was very disappointing and upsetting. The singers sucked and still, the audience clapped. It was terrible. I felt like going up the stage and snatching the microphone from their hand. I could, but the teachers will set out new rules.

Several performed well. And left the stage happily. Glad they enjoyed theirs.

The assistant headmistress aka Mrs. Pork got up the stage to sing. Everybody applaud to buy her happiness. But deep inside, there's this urge for wanting to throw pancakes at her.

She sang happily. Pretending like everyone is on her side.

Nobody did and nobody will.

Two students went up and danced like a sissy right beside Mrs. Pork. Practically, they are making fun of her. We laughed and enjoyed our time. So did Mrs. Pork. *She would discipline those students. But not in front of everybody.*

12.30pm. Her performance was not over.

12.40pm. Still not over. Most left the auditorium. Leaving just her and her voice.

I got out of school. Did my actual pose. Waited for J.

My friend, V was mad at me. For not satisfying C's needs. C is a bitch. I don't need to help her do anything. C wasn't satisfied, and blamed it on V. V wasn't satisfied, and blamed it on me.

Confused? This will be better.

C did not make it to school, and she asked for V's help to pass her assignment to the teacher. V asked me. I said no. C was the one absent, pass it herself. Or hire a maid. C got mad.

ANYWAYS―

I was waiting for J. His younger brother with the sweet sweet sweet smile, smiled at me. I greeted.

Turns out J is never kind to his younger brother. I felt pity for him. Poor little junior J does not deserve it.

I walked back home with my iPod. Took a warm bath. Blew my hair straight. Wanting to go out. But too tired to. Snoozed during the afternoon―.

As for C― I ignored her. Because she was saying nasty things about my school friend, P. I used to hate P. But now, I know of the little things she does as a friend. I was mean. But now I am mean-er to somebody else.

I was thinking of inviting P for a sleepover on Monday. Since it's already summer hols. Hope she can make it. She lives close.

Back to C―, Poor little nasty bitch posted a little something on her profile.

"P(abbreviated)� i hate u so much ! u are a bithc ! dun pretend to b a sympathy pls . dun show ur eye lik dog !"

After reading that, I have something in mind. �� Get� even.

Socializing may be easy. But being talked about (in a bad way) may be hard to handle.

Enough about my social life.

TODAY

I was in the Pavilion (high-class mall) this afternoon. Bought a nice dress from Dorothy Perkins. With dad. He said it is a birthday gift. I don't belive that.

His girlfriend is back from Liverpool. So dad and I went to another mall which is a few blocks away to get her a dress from Karen Miller.

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I am so looking forward to tomorrow. Church. My weekend home up in the highlands with some friends and family. Swimming, definitely.

Goodnight,

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Planning summer holidays.

2008-05-22T08:44:42Z

Hey all. As you know, I have been sticking to my routines.

Many happened within a week. But I can't fit these days into a single post.

It was a boring yet intimate week. Social with friends and relationships with others.

Well, I don't have update you about what has happened. But I'm now updating you about what is about to happen.

Summer holidays. 24 May to 8 June.

Summer vacation.

1-7 June, Thailand (Phuket) with 12 year old girlfriend, young R and her mum, Mrs Lim. They paid for my accomodations (5 stars).

30-31 May, spending the night over at young R's home. And leaving the country with them at the same time.

This could be my big break away from my family, studies and from you. But don't worry, I'll tell you all that happens in Thailand when I get back. You'll be wishing you were there.

For now, I wish all Manchester United fans a congratulations.

And a I-hope-you-get-lucky-next-time wish to all Chelsea supporters.

Congrats to me.

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The routines are back.

2008-05-12T16:18:36Z

Hey ya'll.

School days have been quite boring lately.

Which is why I did not send any post for the last five days due to tests.

Okays. Let's start with Saturday.

I did not attend my Youth service. But I went to for the adult church service instead. I saw J.

The only sentence I heard from him was "What are you doing here?"

I replied, "I came for main service".

He smiled and with absolutely nothing to say. I'm sure there is alot going in his mind.

Then he left. As if he already said goodbye. He did, in his mind.

He is starting with that mind talking routine again. J, I am a properly-well structured human, not a mind reader.

You want to play mind reading games, let's play.

Sunday,

Happy mother's day.

Got ready at 2 o'clock in the afternoon. Went up to the highlands apartment with mum, husband and brother. Went swimming alone. Mum sat there enjoying the sun. I'm getting use to the weather up there. Cold and windy.

Today, Monday,

Took the science and Geography test today. Science, no guarantee for an A. Geography, a guarantee for failure.

I did not study for today's test.

Anyways, I left school with my friends without J. He came down late. Too bad, princess S does not wait up.

I did not receive any call from him after school.

I am underestimating him ever since I watched the movie 27 dresses. J is so low. The reason why I picked him was because of good looks, athletic, popular, loyal and rich enough. And my prey, M is deeply in love with him. Proved her wrong.

And me here, am starting to think that maybe he is not the right one for me. He is okay. Just missing an ingredient. Come on, J. Talk to me.

I guess my other 'friend', Y is also targetting on J. They smile and speak to each other every single time they walk pass. I'm not jealous. Because I know that he is loyal to me. And he is still coming by sitting with me during lunch break. But he never speaks.

I am not jealous.

It's just that the sentences and the amount of words he says to her can beat the amount of words he says to me within a day.

That is the reason why I'm mad.

J,

talk.

I'm not contenting about this anymore.

Last day for objective questions ends tomorrow. Tomorrow's test subjects are history and living skills. The books are widely opened. It's just that nobody is reading them.

After tomorrow, I can get to my 'non' routine. Which is 'not study'.

Happy evening,

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Broken families

2008-05-07T14:55:40Z

Wednesday.

A different morning. But school went the same as yesterday.

But this morning, I begin to notice the surroundings around me while walking to school.

I left the house. Looked around at the neighbourhood.

I watched the the housewives kiss their husbands goodbye. I wonder, do the wives know what does their husband do in work? Do they work hard? Do they sit down on their desks and wait for money to come? Or do they look at the lady who sits on the desk next to theirs.

Each family has their own matter. How they run their lives.. What kind of rule do they live in? Is their family tearing apart? Or are they trying their best to keep they're family together when it is already broken?

It was a great morning. I hope to be more attentive tomorrow morning.

Anyways, English test went easy today.

After school, I got ready for my piano class. Had Domino's pizza for lunch. I like my piano teacher. She teaches me, I learn from her. I'll be taking diploma next year. But for this year, just a Grade 8.

Watched a movie entitled "The Escape from Huang Shi". And Jonathan Rhys Meyers is hott. He acted in a movie called 'August Rush'. And to be honest, August Rush is the most touching movie for this last year.

I just received a call from my dad. He questioned me about J (boy friend). I tried to be honest with him and I was.

Dad said he bought a fish tank. And a fish with rainbow colours. Seems impossible.

I just don't understand why every single time I speak to my dad through the phone, tears flows down my eyes for absolutely no reason.

I'm not afraid of him. I guess there's this feeling that tells me he is not here with me.

The only thing between us is just the telephone. Can he hear me calling out for him now? No, he can't. I have to dial to get to him. This feeling that tells me he is not here with me has been going on since I was 7. Infact, I'm so freaking used to it, that now, I don't feel like I want him anymore.

What do I get from him? Money, allowance, clothes, presents, love and rejection. Every single weekend, just the same old thing.

We've (my dad and I) been through this conversation before. And in the end he asked me, "What do you want from me?".

I couldn't answer the damn question. He won that conversation. He is a lawyer. Of course he wins.

But I'm his daughter. I am a better 'lawyer' than he is. Took me 12 weeks to think of an answer. And here it is.

"I want you home."

I promised myself that I will never say that to him. Because it can change everything.

This is all I have for you for today. Tune in tomorrow. Take care.

Goodnight,

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Test attacks.

2008-05-06T18:28:53Z

Good evening, my test went pretty well today. Wrote four essays within an hour. Not bad.

School tests will be on for the next 8 days. Good luck to me. No exciting events coming up. But am hoping for.

Lunch hour in school. Boring. My friends talking about the usuals. I sat with them and did my thing. Pose and pretend. They're chinese.

After school, went out to the drug store. With J and C. I had no money with me. J, paid for me. Bought chocolates. The favourites. I eat, my weight stays.

J walked me back home. I think I'm getting the hang of this. He admired my watch, again. Grabbed my hand and held it tight.

In the end, always not a pleasant goodbye. Normally men will leave women wanting more. He didn't. Neither did I.

Snoozed through the afternoon with my iPod.

For today, I have nothing much to tell. So here's a little update on my family.

My brother got back yesterday from dad's. And now he is off to the highlands with his girlfriend for a night.

Mum is going through some social problems. If I were her, I wouldn't take sides. She's still in the solution. Trying to solve a friend between friend disaster. Come on mum, get to the conclusion.

Mum's husband, kind and loyal.

Dad, haven't called.

My family has dreams. But they never put them in action. As for me, I give reality a second check before taking any step further. So for now, let's just take things easy.

I had already got my whole future planned out for me.

Let me rephrase that.

My dad already got my whole future planned out for me.

I wouldn't call this a day. But I can't change reality. 12.23am. It's already Wednesday. I have left of 5 hours to sleep. Hoping for more exciting events tomorrow.

Good luck to my test coming up tomorrow. And good luck to your Wednesday.

Goodnight,

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Tongue tied.

2008-05-05T16:10:50Z

Monday, the first day of the week.

It's a time for you to know when you get up in the morning, that you have to go to work for the next five days.

Hey ya'll. I was up in bed this morning. Begging my eyes to open. And here I thought, another Monday morning. What a Monday. I hate Mondays just like Garfield. But hey, another start of a day! How exciting. Not. Got a mid term test coming tomorrow. And boy, I am tired.

Forced myself to the bathroom. Stared at the reflection of the mirror. Happy. First smile for the day. Mornings make my skin look perfect.

I turned on the radio. Fly Fm channel 95.8. Got dressed. Looked at the reflection of the mirror again. Satisfied. I combed my hair and tied it up. Brought an extra hair clip just in case the headmistress sends my mum another warning letter. Powdered my face and finished my lips with some Nivea's strawberry kiss and an MAC lip gloss.

�Looked into those deep black eyes of mine through the mirror.

Perfect.

Packed my school bag. Walked to school.

Monday. Assembly. Sitting on the ground with my friends whiles hearing the babbling of the headmistress. Wishing that I brought my iPod.

C, was absent. So me, lonely in class with some malay friends.

This guy caught my eye, R. He is quite short. But not very short. Has a really nice long nose. Side view, the shape of his face is like a british man's. Has a light colour of skin tone.

But we're in different religion. I like him. But not interested.

Lunch break. Not in the mood. With J and my friends. Did not speak to him until he passed me a box of chocolates. A simple thank you will do the trick.

Separated the tables in class for tomorrow's test. Lucky seat. Just behind R.

After the bell rang. Was with J. Talking about Hillsong's conference. He said that he could walk me back. I said okay. But not until my doorstep. Just 100 foot before my door.

We walked, we talked. I was close to my house when he asked where do I live.

I said, "uhm. There." As I pointed to Another house which has two dogs.

He knows that I own a dog. But not two dogs. The dogs barked at him. I laughed.

Then MY dog barked. From my house which was opposite. He walked towards my house.

I bit my lip.

"Shut up, girl. Shhh."

He knew that was my dog. My Golden Retriver.

Then I said, "yeah. That's my dog."

I hugged my dog.

I said, "do you want me to walk you to your friend's house?"

He said, "that won't be neccessary."

I said, "why not? I need the exercise."

I left my bag at home. Nobody was home. Mum went out with friends.

I walked him back. He grabbed my hand and pretended to look at my watch. Next thing I knew he was holding my hand.

He said, "we should do this more often."

I shrugged.

I walked home alone. Called mum. She said to eat in Pizza Hut by myself. I didn't. I wasn't hungry.

I snoozed in the afternoon.

Woke up at 5.30pm. Mum still wasn't home. I called J. Talked for 10 minutes.

Then he said he had to take a shower.

When I was about to put down the phone,

He said, "I love you".

I said, "what?".

He repeated, "I love you".

Silence.

I replied, "Yeah. Bye."

Slammed the phone. Long and hard. I felt offended. I mean, "I love you"?. What could be worse than that? He knows that word means alot to me. And the way he said it meant like everything was just so easy.

My dad is an expert in women. He knows women. He understands women's needs. We had a long talk last week.

He said that there's nothing wrong to date.

"Do not commit yourself to that someone."

Make friends. Boy friends. But do not talk about the future relationship.

Forever, love, marriage unless you really mean it and thought about it.

Yeah. He knows women. Infact, he is dating one too. Bought her many Chanels. He even reads 'in style' magazine.

Good for him.

Love is pretty big, huh. Well, I have to study. Got a malay test coming up.

Let's just hope this 'love' thing gets out of my mind.

xoxo

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Stock clearance and my weekend

2008-05-04T18:19:33Z

Let's start with yesterday (Saturday).

I was waken by the sound of the piano. Stayed in bed for an hour thinking about my life and how it runs. I can say

that I'm pretty blessed.

Lunch, not so good. Infact, not good at all. I skipped lunch. Mum did not have enough time for a lunch break.

She dropped me off at church. I had my Youth service at about two o'clock. I sat with my friends, A and E. I totally

forgot to bring E's birthday present. More like totally forgot to buy her a gift. A, as usual, talking about her boyfriend

which is so romantic. I believe it's true.

I brought my Geography revision to revise in church just in case the sermon gets boring. And I did. Throughout the

whole service.

I went to the restaurant nearby just after that to grab a bite to eat. With J and friends. We never spoke. I went

movie talk with my friend. Forgot that he was there. Ordered bread with butter and a glass of water. Healthy diet,

ae?

Went back to church after the whole food thing. This time it was for the adult service. J was there too but this time

we sat separately. I guess he didn't want his mother to see us together. While pastor was preaching, he and his

friends were laughing at what he wrote/drew on a piece of paper. I wonder what was in that paper. Anyways, when

the service ended, I was about to grab that piece of paper from his Bible and at the same time his mother called

him. He said goodbye and I didn't.

Went for a nice dinner with mum and husband until I received a text message from A's boyfriend. *Awkward huh?* I

was pretty suspicious. But replied anyways. We chatted for the whole evening. He said he was bored and needed

company. Well, so did I.

Did I tell you? Mum said to go up to our 'second home' apartment up in the highlands after dinner. For just one

night. I said why not? I needed a swim on the next morning.

Rushed back home, packed some clothes. Drove up. And texted A's boyfriend. Nothing much to chat about. Just

about our interests. When I arrived, I stopped replying. Watched a movie in our apartment. Slept.

That was yesterday.

Now let's talk about today.

Woke up at 8 ish. What a great day! Got ready for a swim. Swam. I can swim. Just a little. Just pretty hard to float.

Mum's husband taught me a little. Paddled with legs straight. For about 15 minutes. I got cramped. Just my right

leg. It felt like my bones twisted. But it didn't. Got out of the pool. Took a freaking hot shower.

I wanted to go for gym. But mum's husband needed to attend the church service at 12.30pm. I didn't need to. I

already attended yesterday. He drove down the hills. We left at 10.45am. I was listening to their conversations.

Then mum received a call. That was when I planned my day. ! Her friend said that they have sales on Zara in Corus

Hotel's Grand ballroom. Discounts were down to RM9.90! So here was my plan:

12.15pm - Drop mum's husband in church

12.30pm - Get dressed

1.30pm - To the sales!

Next thing I knew, dad texted my mobile.

He said to meet my brother and him in The Pavilion (a high-class shopping mall) to watch Iron Man.

I thought for a second "Dad needs my support after the whole bankrupt thing which happened four days ago. Am I

going to say no to him? But he (not we) is broke now, and we're going to 'the' Pavilion? God bless him".

I replied "Okay. Meet you there after lunch with mum around 2 ish."

My mum got mad and said: "Why does he always have to steal our quality time together? Ughh."

So here was my 'new' plan:

12.15pm - Drop mum's husband in church

12.30pm - Get dressed

1.30pm - Burger for lunch drive through at KFC and rush to sales

2.30pm - Meet dad and brother.

Followed the plan. Wore a nice pink/black dress with Balenciaga pumps. 2pm.

Mum and I were making a turn to the hotel when dad called. "Don't tell me he is making this any worse", I thought.

I answered.

Dad: Where are you?

S: Having lunch with mum.

Dad: Can you make it here now?

S: ... Uhhaa?

Dad: Our movie is starting soon.

S: Uhm. Yeah, sure.

I told mum to go shop with her friend. She dropped me off at The Pavilion. Met dad. Watched a movie.

He wasn't really happy about the job he lost. He was a very successful lawyer. But he didn't know how to use his

money wisely. Money went off. Trusted the wrong people. Lost his wife. Lost everything. Except my brother and I.

And now he lost his job again. He finished his last assignment and his boss fired him because the company does not

need him anymore.

After the movie. I thought that Iron Man was great. The technology, the brains and Gwyneth Paltrow. Then dad

started to talk about the loss of his job again. He said he wanted to extend my brother's stay in his house. Before

my brother goes to college. Mum was in Avenue K. Dad dropped me off there.

In Avenue K, mum was with Aunt Elizabeth. Who just came back to Malaysia to visit. Her son is still in Melbourne.

Enjoying lives. How I wish to migrate.

Mum's car was parked in the Corus hotel. I asked whether I could go up to shop for at least 15 minutes. I spent at

least 8 minutes looking for something perfect. Ughh. Stock clearance, I guess the best were already taken by the

early birds. In the end I found a nice dress which costs 40 bucks. Not bad.

Bought it.

Came back home. Changed clothes and went out again to another stock clearance in Bangsar. Nothing nice. Just

GAPs, Raouls, La Senzas and GUESSes. Minimum price was RM50. Not very good clothes. More like 'leftovers'. It was

the last hour for the sales. The best was also taken by early birds.

Had dinner in 'delicious'. A very fancy restaurant. Ate alot. Driven back by my friend's family. Said thank you and

goodnight. Kissed my lovely Golden Retriever puppy.

Mum tried the clothes that daddy bought me when he was in Thailand. She tried to bribe me. She gave me a dress

from ZARA that she couldn't wear because of her tummy for me to borrow her the dress that daddy bought me. I'm

not that easy to buy, mum. But I'm not good at saying no.

And now. Here blogging. I'm out of words. And very very tired. I have to lose those eye bags.

Goodnight,

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My Fridays

2008-05-02T20:56:46Z

After spending a long day in school. I spent my afternoon snoozing whiles listening to Paulo Coelho's "The

Alchemist" audio book. Of course, I did not listen and snooze at the same time.

I sat on lunch table with J (boyfriend) and my friends. As usual. I held my history book to revise as if

those words didn't mean a thing. How can J get an A for history when I can't? Probably it's because the laguage is

on malay.

My history teacher still dislike me. For failing my tests and skipping only her classes. And for sending an

assignment which was not up to her standard. To her, I'm just a lazy girl who is lower than the ground we stand on.

Okay, J is smart. I'm smart too. In a different way.

J and I spent 5 minutes talking about how we spent labours. As I recounted. The other nano seconds we spent were

just babbling about interests and stuffs.

After my sleep in the afternoon, I received a miss call from J. And of course, I returned his call. His mother pick up

the phone. She wasn't really friendly. I left a message and went playing the piano. He called back on my cell and I

didn't answer. (Is this a game?) I'm pretty sure he was busy studying Again.

As for today, I wish a very happy birthday to C. Thank you for being there when I needed you. Even though I was

never there when you needed me. You, as a friend of mine, deserve to go on a yoga treat. Your boyfriend is not

worth it and everyone in school can tell that. Dry those tears, girl. You might need to use them some other time.

It was Friday. Two hours and forty five minutes ago. You should know that most Fridays evenings are spent with

church members. Christian fellowship. We talk, we learn, we dicuss, we meet and we eat.

I ate 'alot' and am full. I learnt and shared. Impressed and communicated. And I had a good time watching the

television series before leaving.

I just got back home and I am tired. So I guess my day is done.

Goodnight,

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Labour days.

2008-05-01T19:17:23Z

Heyas. I'm pretty sure that everyone is already enjoying their labours.

As for me, I attended two events for today.

E's birthday party was celebrated in the afternoon. In case you don't know, she is a fourteen year old (yet to be)

�young girl who is always in support of whatever I like doing. She is simple and smart in a obvious way. She usually

�wears a pajama blouse and jeans.

The birthday party was satisfying. E's house is three times larger than mine. For the house that I live in today is

only a rented one.

Most of her guests are merely pastors and church members. And I hate to break the ice but it seemed to me that I

was looking better than her on her party. That, I was sorry for. She didn't mind. Obviously, she knows that half of

my closet is filled with dresses.

I don't mean to be rude that I did not bring a gift for her. And she didn't mind that too. Coz' her official birthday is

not till the 5th. Which means I still owe her a gift.

Her party was a little off. I mean for a fourteen year old. It was filled with balloons and childish decorations.

On my fourteenth birthday, I went out shopping with friends and met cute guys. Anyways, that explains her dressing

as under dressed.

The second event I atttended was a private dinner party in an etiquette restaurant. It was organized by a friend of

mine. This dinner was more like a single's night to mingle. It was her first event managed by her (she's 30 and

single). Of course I had to give the best support I could to help her (even though I am not single). My mum and I

helped out on the registration counter. Greeting people.

The event did not turn out bad at all. I was the youngest amongst the others. It's a good thing they didn't notice.

My beautiful dress made me look/feel matured and lady like.

The best game out of others was the straw tower. The other games was just 'duh'.

I totally forgot to bring my lip gloss and wounded up using pencil drawing lips on papers.

Everyone (lady) was supposed to leave a smudge on each's paper and whoever gets the most lips stains on paper

wins. Unfortunately, I lost.

Anyways, long story short. Nobody asked for my contact. No guys. *sighs* Asian men are not even close to the word

brave.

I'm home now. And I need my beauty sleep. I have 5 hours to sleep before I dress up for school tomorrow. Last but not least Happy May day.

So goodnight,

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Introduction of S

2008-05-01T06:38:10Z

Blog about S. Her parties. Her friends. Her studies. Her family. Her beauty. And her relationships.

S realizing that her father is going through major financial problems again.

Her mum recently got married again.

S back with her ex.

Not focused on her studies for the past two years.

Hearing people talking about how skinny she is.

Can S's life get back to the way she wants it to be?

Can her family conquer the financial matters?

Will her life be the same with a new man in the house?

Can she keep up with her studies?

What's her future going to be?

And now, you're entering the non-stop flight to her future.