A warning letter on attendence
i am hoping i will get eighty friggin buckeroos today cos on tuesday i have a date with three girls who are obsessed with neoprints and branded goods. going shopping with them. zippydidoodah. i wont buy branded goods. i live on a budget constrain.
i have realized that my attendence have brought down my participation grade in school. yes, i enjoy skipping lectures and early mornin tutorials. for that, i was given a darn 'C' which stands for cheeby to all you tutorial teachers. and so i kid, i kid.
my class consist of intelligent, hardworking, will-never-skip-class and always-punctual people. i dont belong there. they look at me like i am a bad girl wearing leather jacket, tight pants and chewing gum. i remember that time when Garry rummaged through the teacher's table when she went out to pee. he saw my warning letter and said from a distance,
"elly! your warning letter is here."
everybody stopped what they were doing and looked at me. the silence was overwhelming. everybody waited for me to say something. their faces so eager and i can hear their hearts beating in suspense.
"oh they posted one to my home already. this one they just want to give me in hand."
everybody looked. i was hot and bothered. i can see clouds forming above their heads, a picture of a leather-jacket bad girl riding on a harley and smoking at the same time. so i laughed aloud,
"okay you guys can stop looking at me now...hahah"
then the whole class laughed with me.
hahaha...gelak gelak gelak...hahaha.
ladollyvita at 2:36 PM
MRT Accidents Caught On Tape
The public's whoa
me and the boy were on the way to board the mrt at changi airport. as usual the train stood stationery with doors opened. but i had to buy a standard ticket so we took awhile to board the train. we thought it was too late to get in so we stood in front of the opened door and wondered for a good five seconds or so, whether we should get it.
the sound went off signalling the door was closing. so i accidentally said aloud whats in my head "masuk" but it was not supposed to come out verbally. so the boy jumped in but i stood outside and when i was about to move my feet, the door began to close. the people in the train and the mrt staff outside watched with much engross the whole scenario. i let go of my hand a quick second before the door closed and i laughed my head off when people in the train were like "Whoa". that was darn funny. then i laughed as the train went off. and the mrt staff laughed with/at me. hah.
in this case, the one who was dreadfully embarassed is definitely the boy. people in the train gave him odd looks and "oh my god" remarks.
for a moment there, it felt like the world was watching us.
ladollyvita at 4:48 PM
Scarcity is a problem due to unlimited wants
what i thought i can ace, i cant. what i thought i cant ace, i can. how odd.
are my thoughts not as right as how they used to be? now who am i suppose to listen to if the voice in my head is dead?
i need a hug.
boys will be boys and men will be boys. perfection should be made illegal and bigger is always better.
my thoughts are scarce today. i shall leave it at that.
ladollyvita at 6:50 PM
Colour me blue
i have frequent attacks of pms these few mths. but mine happens after the end of the week. maybe mine is called post menstrual syndrome.
sunday sings me the blues. i dont like to go out on sundays. i feel uncomfortable knowing that it is a sunday. i hate sundays. and mondays and thursdays.
im out of nails to bite and i cant reach my toe nails.
i think i am chubbier now. yes, you may laugh and say..elly you're so short and thin! but ive grown faster this year. maybe its all the food ive been having. maybe i totally destroyed my high metabolism rate. maybe now i can no longer eat and stay on the same weight. maybe now i broke my whole system with all the high calories of food i eat daily. maybe now its time that i deserve the weight for all those junk i eat. OH MY GOD.
just maybes.
darn sunday. you always make me think bad stuff.
ladollyvita at 10:11 PM
Those custards and a darn dictator
the days haven't been nice. people haven't been nice. they forget i even exist and therefore didn't tell important shitte but instead told me in the early morn of the day when i am sound asleep. partly i am to blame for not taking the initiative to ask, well actually i was testing if they would tell me. but they didn't. life is a biatch and sometimes, you got to smack that bitch up. im left with the other member. i guess its just you and me cowboy. yeehaa.
i haven't got the chance to contribute to anything. i think they may have doubts that i will do it. doubts that i know anything.
i want to shoot you like plastic bottles lined up on the fence. bang! bang!
ladollyvita at 10:16 AM
When i was seven, i thought wearing spectacles was just darn coo. i dont know why, but i seriously wanted one oh so badly. so i deliberately sat really close to the television all the time. in primary four, i finally got that scribbled note from the old mean nurse, stating that i need spectacles. i smiled in delight for i can get those darn specs. a few weeks after i got my new spectacles, somebody stole it. i never knew spectacles was so coo that someone actually was willing to stretch his hand through my classroom window and grab those snoopy spectacles on my table. yes, it was snoopy.
seven years ago i was a stupid kid.
wearing spectacles is alright. only now, i am unused to it. i find it disrupting my view eventhough it is actually clearing it. most of the time, you'll find me specsless outside and you will assume i am wearing contacts. but i am not. singapore is small and i bump into someone i know almost everyday. but if you are far away, please restrain from waving frantically or shouting my name, bcos i can't see you, foo.
but if you are K.A.COM.MY, fart or lynoxxx, i can recognise you from a distance cos i know the way you guys walk. haha. really.
this friday i am forced to go to the home for the blind or disabled.this is actually my project assignment. i am nervous. tremendously nervous. how am i suppose to communicate with them? what if they don't speak english? what if i accidentally insulted them?
ouh darnit.
unlike my dear sister, i don't usually take neoprints. the ones below are just one of those odd days. but it turned out okay. besides the fact that i didnt get the chance to choose a picture bcos the other girls are just being girls and they didnt want to take silly pictures. girls are odd. ouh darnit again.
ladollyvita at 8:51 PM
Who are they?
Nurfasihah, Yoke Leng, Qiao E and Me
In the first two pictures,
Yokeyoke is bottom left.
Fasih is top right.
QiaoQiao is top left.
ladollyvita at 6:02 PM
Do you too?
Almost everyday, i worry that my thoughts will one day take over my pity self and dominate my life. I have a habit of having thoughts that are downright horrid. I have such thoughts almost daily and it happens when i have simply nothing to do and my mind starts to think. I know those thoughts are not right but it just comes to me and i hate it. I will then shake it off after five seconds and go find something to do.
i found out that this is just minor and can be 'helped'. But i am convinced that everybody else has this too. am i right? im just assuming.
well, if you do. do tell me. cos im hoping this is normal.
ladollyvita at 10:26 PM
Today's topic is: Are You Guilty Of Friendster?
Friendster. a place where everybody who is anybody will go, including my lecturer. for some, thats where you can put up your make-over studio pictures which you took maybe a few years back. a place where you can make a really "uber-coo" profile in which you state all the names of the awesome bands that you listen to. a place where you can add people you dont even know exist, into your friends list so as to aim that target of 500 friends.
friendster has brought me closer to people i dont fancy. somehow they know my friend's-friend's-brother's-friend's-sister. friendster made the online world smaller than the real world. it is a daily dose of looking for pretty people to add, cool people to add, reading feel-good testimonials especially made for you, laughing at mats and minahs who have friendster, messaging the beautiful people and so the list goes on.
today i spent a long half an hour looking at some friendster profiles. no, i was not messaging or adding anybody. i just like to read those "uber-coo" profiles some of you have. then i stumbled upon this person i know from my previous school. the person is someone i dont fancy much. the person has an irritating laughter that will kill even the deaf. the person is now suddenly into alternative, indie music. the person stated all the coo bands on the favourite music list. it is strangely annoying to me. the person is into it just because the person's partner is into it. dude, please, what the hell is wrong with you?
to those who think that anybody who goes to a friggin local gig is just so bloody coo. you are extremely wrong. in fact, thats the place where you meet stuck up people who think that they are coo just bcos they listen to such awesome bands and people who think dressing up shows who you're really are. some minahs i know are coo-er than them. honestly.
but then again. this is just yet another thought.
i have friendster, dont you? please do add me? HAHA. suck on my imaginary ballas, foo.
ladollyvita at 9:17 PM
i have decided to stop 'blogging' (for awhile maybe). theres no fun in sharing my life with the public or rather, the whole world. besides the fact that i am undeniably flattered that people actually read shitte i type. i shall leave it as it is now. wait or maybe i am just bored with the layout? i dont know. i'll be back whenever. but for now, im letting go for awhile. the tension is building up in my head. personal things i want to type in my online journal but then again, its personal, so i deleted it all. to avoid embarassing other people. and now. im gone.poof.
ladollyvita at 7:31 PM
