Happy Misery

Hey! What do u wanna hear first? The happy, or the misery? I don't think there's a distinction anymore though. Its exactly what it is - Happy misery. =)

Ok. I have to tell u about my New Year eh? You'd be expecting that. So. Yeah. Suffice to say that sometimes I wish people ate their words instead of say them. Don't judge me. Its the way u'd get if the only thing ur cousin is ever interested in is how much you weigh. My mum said u lost weight but I don't see it! Oh you better not put that in your mouth. I can though, coz I desperately wanna gain weight. I tried everything! Work out, cheese cakes, milk, supper every night...doesnt work! Oh I feel so sorry for you. I told him he'd be one of those skinny pple who get diabeties and black out in the middle of having sex. Ok I din say the sex part but I thought it. And you dare ask me why I give boys such a hard time. I have shitty cousins. Some.

You probably think me uncouth and sucky. But I learnt...(but i'll prolly forget) that I should love that I suck. And just suck with style. (sounds so wrong) Seriously, one needs to recognize the fact that one suck, and bask in it. Bask in that suckiness you so perfected. I ask you to love my imperfections. I am not sorry that I suck.

Thats a whole lot of crap I got from Keeping the Faith. I din know they had tuesday with morrie way back then...its cool how I got to know it. Its cool how many pple I've told to read it. Its cool. I'm cool.
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Did you know that u're not suppose to give footwear as presents? Yeah...no slippers, no sneakers, no whatever. They'd walk away from you. So May says.

She told me sth yesterday that made her back on the coolest frens list. She had to do this 3 minute speech about anything for communications class, and she told the entire class that she is a lesbian and yadayada. =) So her Shanghai tutor who studied in US told her he's totally cool with that and even compared lesbians in US with those in Singapore. AND, this slightly introverted gurl in her class who's supposedly not-straight-and-kinda-shy-about-it came up to her and said:"I'm a lesbian too!" Aww....

Ofcoz...then she had to tell me sth she did that was so stupid.... I had to laugh. Not gonna give u the privilege to laugh at her expense though. =)

When I was in sec 2 I had the biggest gift I was ever gonna get. May gave me a big Winnie the Pooh bear. Ha. Big is good. So that everyone would know ur loved. But I don't hug it enuff. I wrap it up in transparent plastic paper and leave it sitting there. It looks brand new. Even now. I forgot to show it to May yesterday when she dropped by. Look! Its still brand new! I'm sure hers was like crap. Dirtied with everyday hugs and kisses. Thats why she threw it away last week.

I din know that if you left things as they are, untouched, you'd never get the chance to throw them away.
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I went to Ikea and bought a whole lot of shit. I swear the trolly was about to burst. Everytime I'm there I start fantasizing about the room that I so do not have or the house that I so do not own....such that I proceed to make my reality a little closer to fantasy by purchasing in bulk. I play pretend. Pretend I'm this rich person having an empty house to fill. O..this CD rack is perfect, this painting exquisite, this table lamp sexy, this bedsheet defines me.....yadayadayada. I dunno man. Does it happen to you? If it does then Ikea did it.
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I bought CLEO and FIRST magazine. I have to tell u that I shall never buy CLEO again. And that FIRST magazine is one of the coolest shit in town. Look what they wrote abt Bad Education : There's really nothing quite as entertaining as seeing pple sucked down into a whirlpool of sin, and in Bad Education there's an awful lot of sucking going on. There.

Its come to a point where anyone that means sth to me knows abt my affair with blogging. Some choose not to read it ofcoz. Only people with nothing better to do with their hands blog. Its like when u read it u have to deal with another part of me that is really like an irrelevant and useless piece of information that u can so do without.

Ok. I suddenly dun feel like saying anything. Night you.