Uniform,mm.

In view of ass-pee-em which begins in less than two hours, the lovelies and me had our little syok sendiri moment in school while it was raining so heavily you could barely hear us.

Either way, with screaming voices, noisy rainpour and a pretty all over the place class, the last day of school (officially) was pretty fun.
So as a preview, or in view of the many pictures to soon come after they have been edited-
'How to prepare for ass-pee-em.'

Okay our 'tips' really have not much use whatsoever, so maybe they shouldn't be taken too seriously.
Ohohh- and get a load of this, I had to cut my nails on the last day of school and take out my yellow earings. WTH?
I think I might actually miss highschool and you, and you, and you, and, youu.
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and heyhoo, look at what I found Sandra Lee.
Our very first time we discovered the camera could be put into a different medium besides air. (:
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I feel pretty old.
Like a little girl who's not supposed to grow up just yet because she still cannot cook herself an egg properly to survive kind of old. You know? :/
xoo, Love.

I don't like SpongeBobSquarePants-

-he is a psycho yellow sponge with an evil laugh.
I categorize him under the same category as Telletubbies, and you know how I think Telletubbies are psycho too with their freaky antennas on their heads. ):
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anywho, just got back from one of the nicest runs I've had for some reason. Might have been becasue of the drizzle and the wind.
The whole time I ran, I had Taylor Swift's- Fearless stuckinmuhhead.

That one line in particular. Funny thing is, instead of the normal brain process where too much of something makes you a tad bit 'ishh, too much', I love it all the more. (:
I don't often buy CD's, not only because I never find an artist I love that much, but also because my radio is pretty messed up when it comes to playing CD's but I can say that I'm a very happy girl after having bought Taylor's Fearless. (:
Been bumming with JoelLee's guitar trying to figure out how to get one song right and I'm pretty glad to say, after turning the fingertips of my left hand sore- I can kind of get a few chords right without my mirror breaking.
*Note- JoelLee I need your capo please. (:
Let's hope I don't snap a string again like I did the last time round.
Trying hard to convince Daddy to let me fly to see her when she's in Melbourne on February 10th & 11th. Even offered to pay for my air fare which will probably mean no Starbucks for a 1234 years in paying up that sum.
(pauses)
I sound, like a crazy fan -.- But I'm really not.
I just think she's one heck'f a girl who knows who she is, has pretty pretty clothes, is stunningly beautiful, has an amazing personality and writes awesome songs.
Okay, that kind of scared me how I wrote that sentence so fast but really- I am a sane fan.
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, sane enough to be online at this time? With the big spm just around the corner you could say I wouldn't question you for a second, if you questioned my sanity.
Nonetheless, I should stay away from the internet for real, starting right after this post is written. That means I shall try my best to abstain from Tyler too, because he has been my main source of time wasting what with Twitter, Facebook and everything else that has nothing to do with spm.
Someone told me, 'If you don't know how to answer the questions, you could doodle in the paper for the examiners to see when they mark it.'
and I am considering it because my brain honestly feels dead. Studying makes me pretty cranky and I take that as it taking its toll on my puny brain.
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I think I should stop. now.
Because,
1 I am not really making any sense
2 I have no purpose doing this in all honesty
3 I need to go shower
4 My fingertips are kind of hurting thanks to the guitar playing attempts
5 Mummy is behind me and she is eye-ing me with the 'my daughter must be psycho to be online with spm so close.'
6 I need to get disciplined *hyahh!*
7 ..well there is no seven I can think of but I told you I like the number seven didn't I?
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onna totally off note though, I was blog surfing (something with again has no use whatsoever to human kind on this earth) and it really just fascinates me- not in a bad or good way, just a 'I am so, fascinated *jaw drops open, I go 'woww'* way, how some people really take pride, joy, *beam beam* in picture after picture of themself on their blogs.
I must make clear once again that I say this, no bad intentions intended it's just really fascinates me how when you scroll down certain blogs, there is a stream of pictures of (to be honest they all look the same) a certain face, girls in particular do this and ohohh, what fascinates me even more is sometimes you get a 'I loike this <3' added as a caption to the bottom of the picture.
Personally, I think a few pictures of oneself is no problem at all but when you scroll, and scroll.. and sccrooll nearly halfway down and then think 'Heyy, wasn't this the same picture I saw a minute ago of scrolling down?' to me it gets a little mind boggling.
Once again, no pun intended at all. No bad thoughts, nor good thoughts- honestly, just fascinates me. (:
And because I'm feeling funny- like way out of the world funny I am going to be a pot just for kicks and pull a, whatchamacallit.
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when I start doing things like THESE- it's then I know I should really go occupy my brain with something more sensible.
& for those born in 1992, might or might not have turned seventeen already, and have their IC start with a '92', all the best for Wednesday. Remember to bring your stationary and study.
Dayumnn, it's gonna be a long three weeks :/
So, 'taa Love.
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'..and you know I wanna ask you to dance right there.
In the middle of the parking lot, yeahh.' (:

Melissa Chin,

-in conjunction to our conversation about Love-

I came up with this soon after.
My brain somehow processes that way. Random and for no reason in particular.
Love. (:
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& on a totally random note, I kind of feel like walking around in heels in the house. Just for kicks.
Ohohh, andd I also should be studying.
Don't you think the first statement sounded way better off? :/
With relation to studying by the way, the two doodles were completed during Math.
Don't you just hate how pens have minds of their own sometimes. I think mine likes swirls better than numbers.
'Taa, Lovely.

Head banger.

Have I told you how happy Taylor Swift makes me?
Don't think Joe Jonas is going to be breaking up with anyone via cellphone anymore, nor will Kanye take the mike from a vma winner without thinking twice. And the kiss she blew Taylor Lautner, adorable. (:
Okay, back to studying Maylaysian History I absolutley care nothing about.
Sun's up though so I suspect I will divert to the pool in maximum, one hour.

"I think I've got alot to sayy, but that's it for todayy- thaat's my monologuee."

with lots & lots of prune juice- :)

Hey Shrivelled. :)
Mummy asked me for your phone number and I said I wasn't sure I had it. See, Tyler died a while back and I think he burried some of my phone contacts along with him. I just checked and yes- I still do have your phone number thankfully.
My fingers feel a little more jittery though, so I decided that instead of directly following Mummy's "Send Cheryl a text and wish her Happy Birthday from all of us, girl." I'm wishing you through Tyler still, just on a different home screen layout. :)
22, Happy Birthday my Shrivelled Cheryl. I used to marry you under the covers while we were supposed to be sleeping during Chinese New Year, you once teased me about being fascinated with Kong-kong's mole (homg I can't believe I just said that), you scared me with that huge ass pelican in New Zealand- never looked at them the same till this day, hung a cuppachino tissue with me on the touring van, and always always- you make trips down to Singapore that much more bearable.
Haven't seen you for 1234.. months already, but hopefully I will soon.
Love you, muchmuch.
xoo, the cuppa-chee-no cousin, Sarh.
See- I even mis-spelt my name for you. :)

Joel Lee.

It's a funny thing- numbers isn't it? How after a certain time span they increase, decrease- either way they're supposed to progress.

Daddy told me that he asked you how you felt, reaching the big 21 and you replied with a ''I feel I need to finish my essay.'' Not something you'd expect but I've felt that before at sixteen.
They say you reach special ages- sweet sixteen, 21, 50. Big numbers, but I don't know- I sometimes think it's pretty mental how you're supposed to feel a certain way when you achieve these numbers. Maybe they don't come straight away, and it takes time to settle in before you actually sit back and say- "Oh my, I'm *this age*."
Either way, 21 things-
1 Our plasticine incident when we were much younger. Whereby you threw it up on the ceiling and it got stuck there while Mummy and Daddy were out.
"Maybe they won't see it." you said to the lump of bright blue stuck onto the ceiling.
2 Your motor cars with the remote controls.
And how you used to run over my feet while I try running away from you in my pink plastic little china girl slippers.
3 Lego.
Payback for the above- I can't exactly remember this incident but I've been told when younger I used to deliberately knock/kick over what you used to build up. There- go run over my feet somemore with your motor cars la (:
4 How you always pull a funny face when I take pictures with you. Only after a few shots do you give in and smile. properly (:5 Driving.
Sad to say, like I was some sort of jinx or something- I was the first person to sit in the car after you got your license and before even leaving the house you rammed into the postbox.
"Koo, I don't think I'll talk to you till we get there okay? Concentrate. :("
6 I'd quote Eugene, but I don't exactly agree with the 'player' category.
It's more of, managing to charm the ladies. From little Ashley And Carol to old aunties in church.
7 Painting your toenails pink with Amy, while you were asleep. Pearly pink I still clearly remember. The next night, you and Andrew got back at us by putting water balloons on my toilet door and toothpaste on my door handle.
8 Breaking your guitar string while trying to tune it for you.
Then buying a new set to change it for you after telling you through msn, thinking you might slaughter me. Thank you very much, for not. (:
9 Caspian, is my sexy- Eliot is yours. And I think you take as sexy pictures with her as sexy as her name is.
10 From mispronouncing her name, 'Jayle' to asking you now, ''How is Gayle ko?'' You bigbig boy alreadyy. (:11 Placing a fake cockroach outside the parent's room and Daddy coming back home to whack and whack, and whack it with a newspaper. "Ehh, it's not dying!"
12 Lighting up matches in the toilet and then throwing them down the toilet bowl.
Think this was somewhere when you were in secondary school and had started learning chemistry. There was also the- "Do you know that you can light a match if you fart?'' statement.13 Rachel Ho, has told me before- "She's, lucky." and I know she is because she has you. Must have gotten it from dad, but I think you two are the main males I look up too.14 Your Tamagotchi which dropped inside your Maggi mee and then started sizzling. Eventually it died and you didn't get a new one. Sigh, darn the maggi mee.
15 You telling me a lizard fell into my soft boiled egg when I was like, five. I've pretty much stayed away from soft boiled eggs since then thankyouverymuch.16 YF camps and how I pretty much dreaded going the first time but was pretty relieved you were going to be there anyway. (:17 There WAS a phase when you actually liked the Back Street Boys and I debated with you non stop on whether they, or Westlife was better.
18 Joanne, Lauren, this is for you too- The DISCOVERY club :D
Where I used to be scolded for picking flowers, while you guys very happily dissected insects.
Talk about the different degree of violence. (:
19 Your veryvery messy room yet somehow you still know where each object of yours is placed.
20 Ohgawsh in context to your room, you little ant you named 'Joe' when there was a trail behind your curtain once upon a time.
"Ko, how do you know which is which?"
"Ohh, Joe's my friend so I know his even if there are so many."
Haha, how observant, my older brother.21 Our attempts to get Sandra's lip out of the Vitagen bottle when it somehow got stuck inside when she was really young.
Can't remember how that exactly turned out but hey she's still standing gorgeous today so we must have done a pretty good job. :)

To put into a number list there probably are many more incidences I could come up with where your name and face appears but just because you're 21 I'll give you a break and stop at that number too eyh? :)I love you very much JoelLee, will see you soon.

*Hugg*In your honour, 'Hi, I'm Joel Lee. And I am random.'
(no kidding)
Love, the second first sister, middle child, sibling with the longer hair than the other one- SarahLee. xoo (:

This serves your brain no purpose. (:

1 I've never seen an old pair of twins come to think of it.

2 Poor lady with those long jeweled manicured nails, she's using a touch screen phone and her fingers are in a pretty odd contorted state.
3 I wonder how her legs got so, tiny ._.
4 I think I know how I want my tattoo to look. :)
*Note: I was putting the above in Tyler, when I accidentally sent it as a text to someone on my contact list. If you think 'bout it I must say it's pretty funny. Imagine recieving a text as random as the above (:*
5 Poor lady in her four inch high stiletto heels, carrying her large Louis Vuiton suitcase containing (God,knows,what) I like her suitcase though I must say.
6 Poor lady in her high heels and puffy skirt crossing the road with numerous saturated grocery Bags.
7 Heels can get pretty dangerous huh. :/
8 9 I'm going to miss wearing a uniform.
I think :/
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Okay, that's enough non-sense for now.
'Taa, love.