Connie

I've changed, and I'm only human. I'll sit here with coffee from Starbucks whilst you blunder your way through reality.

Bye.

Friday, July 31, 2009

Boys boys boys.



I'm taking a chance
I'm scared
but without expressing that fear I can't seem to overcome it.

it's the inches
the number
the mirror
who makes the decision.


My ulcers hurt big time, ow much?
Training was super tiring counting I have not done PT in like what? A year?
I could feel my fats jiggling as I jumped, heeee.
Nurin, Sharifah and I are FFF, go figure. HAHAHA.
& I got smacked in my face thrice today, I was so scared that my nose will be flattened so I spent like half of my time during training pinching my nose.

TGIF fyi, hahaha.

Boys are so uncute.
I wanna see the DSA (I think) goalkeeper from VS, hurrr don't ask why.

I wanna eat sakae sushi. (drooooools)

Goodnight lovely people.
I swear I have the nicest House Comm members, awwwww.

Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Screw Literature and PW.

The paint on my hands and legs are so not going away. It's making me feel colourful.
I just found out that Afiqah stays less than 200 metres away from me, cool or what siollll.

My conscience likes to rear up in every aspect of my life nowadays, it's kinda irritating sometimes.

I hope it rains tomorrow, then I can wear my sweater and sleep in the lectures and tutorials.
& I got kissed by the mosquitoes at least five times.
Pubics remember to bring insect repellent tomorrow to ward off the mosquitoes when painting at the dumpster.

Guys who are both tall and cute are extinct species.
& Mr Bean is da bombzzzz.
Pineapples cut your tongue, and sleep is always at hand.

I need bluetack.
Oh, my pencil box is huge-r now.
Periods are bloody turn offs especially on lengthy school days.

I hate the gloss paint smell, and thinner smells like sweet alcohol.
I'm getting screwed in my head.

Ah fuck, it's 10:04pm and I have not done finish my Literature.
Basketzzzz.

Happy 17th Namira :)
Love you super deep (L)

Sunday, July 26, 2009

Hilarious.

FML is da bombzzzzz, it brightens up my day.

Today, I noticed a string was following behind our family cat. After close inspection I realized it was a plastic kite string he partially digested. I had to pull the other three feet of plastic kite tail from his rectum. He purred the entire time. FML



Are we happy plastic people
Under shiny plastic steeples
With walls around our weakness
And smiles to hide our pain
But if the invitation's open
To every heart that has been broken
Maybe then we close the curtain on our stained glass masquerade

I'm glad that I have the girls in cell to share things with.
It's oddly comforting to share about what shames us most in our lives.

In John 4, the Samaritan woman is able to freely share about her disgraceful life openly with the people who have scorned her has taught me something.
She's able to face her shame and doesn't care about what others think is because she knew Jesus loved her, and more than that, Jesus accepted her.

It's not because I'm faithful, but because He's faithful.

I've an awesome God :)

Anywayzzzzz, I haven't done my homework.
Sue me please D: Ok, I have done two thirds of the Wuthering Heights analysis, wheeeee.
I've got population essay and urban tutorial two question one left.
Why am I saying this anyway? I've no eyedea.

I should go and run now.
Am feeling jiggly, lolllllllll.

Night ( x million)

P.S Brown Eyed Girls' Abracadabra is sexily hot.

Saturday, July 25, 2009

Musing.



If you want to live, let live
If you want to go, let go
I'm not afraid to dream- to sleep, sleep forever
I don't need to touch the sky
I just want to feel that high
And you refuse to lift me

Guess it wasn't real after all
Guess it wasn't real all along
If I fall and all is lost
It's where I belong

If you want to live, let live
If you want to go, let go
I'm never gonna be your sweet, sweet surrender

Guess it wasn't real after all
Guess it wasn't real all along

If I fall and all is lost
No light to lead the way
Remember that all alone
Is where I belong

In a dream
Will you give your love to me
Beg my broken heart to beat
Save my life
Change my mind

If I fall and all is lost
No light to lead the way
Remember that all alone
Is where I belong

In a dream,
Will you give your love to me?
Beg my broken heart to beat,
Save my life, change my mind.

If I fall and all is lost.
No light to lead the way.
Remember that all alone is where I belong

I'm finding comfort.

I like real people.
I'm fascinated with guys who have beautiful facial planes.

Mini House Comm dinner was fun sitting on an elevated platform outside Burger King whilst eating and playing games.
Weilin was going high and kept laughing like some deranged woman.

Cute people :D

Booooo, I haven't done my work at all.
Goodnight people.

Friday, July 24, 2009

Silver.



My reflection, dirty mirror
There's no connection to myself
I'm your lover, I'm your zero
I'm in the face of your dreams of glass

Finding a silver lining's difficult, but we can pray.

Listening Compre was ... (forget it)
Doing up the Funfestique board was super fun and super tiring.
We couldn't have done it without all you fantastic people, thankyou 7th House comm and people who helped :)
Sorry Atlas for not really doing our board :\

I was so exhausted last night, I came home and slept till now, lollll.

Everything's going to be washed away, every single sorrow and anguish.

Wednesday, July 22, 2009



When you're seventeen, there are occasions when you wish there's a person you can fall back upon.
Someone whom you can push away and pull nearer when you feel like it.

There are somedays where cute boys are the utter highlights, and days where F(insert vowel)CK is your companion.
Days where there's a desire to shrink in height, and days of utter despondence because of the utter need to go for lipo.
Days where hearts beat really fast, days where loathing is the prime emotion.
Disappointment and pure joy.

Life's a big lump of flarg.

I estimated that in an hour, I say F(insert vowel)CK at least thrice.

I hate life.

I'm gonna marry a rich and cute husband.
Meanwhile, I'm gonna find a rich and cute boyfriend.

How's that for superficiality.

Monday, July 20, 2009

I've fallen in love.

I've fallen in love again.


(L) SeungHyun.

He's like the cutest person I've ever seen! (With the exception of the rest of my husbands, boyfs and bestfs)
I swear I can melt at his smile, teehee!

Sunday, July 19, 2009

I freaking swear that I'll do whatever it takes to get a scholarship for an overseas university for mass comm.

I swear I must get it, I'm freaking desperate.

Bright morning star.

Hiya peep pole.

Cod liver oil leaves an oily aftertaste, yucks.
Homework's piling again, I think I'm gonna dream about the papers coming to life and talking to me.

I ran past a funeral ten times just now.
It's kinda sad that life ends so quickly. The irony of me alive running and beside me is someone who has passed on.

Hah, literature. If that's even literature, lollll.

Dear God,
Smack me please, I'm drifting so far away.
Amen.

Saturday, July 18, 2009

And many other things.



There's a method to our madness
Yeah we're answering the call
If we used a little magic
Well we really can't recall
All I know is that we're gonna
Make it happen

Thursday, July 16, 2009

Picked my heart off the ground.



And when he finally saw her
Still
Among the dozing riches
Somnolent and dumb
The scene must have resembled a mausoleum
More than a fairy tale

EOM is a pain in my brain.
I wanna thank God for my results that He has helped me to attain although I've drifted far far away from Him. He's my gracious Father now and forever more.

Additional Econs lectures are out to make us hate Econs. I already hate it, so may I be excused?
I weigh an elephant.

Good night babies.

Love is a game.



Welcome to the broken hearts club,
you are all invited to stay the night.
Welcome to the broken hearts club,
no secret ever leaves here alive.


I'll learn to forgive and forget and to take pain like a morphine, one of these days.

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

It's a frustrating blur throughout the days when I struggle to keep a smile plastered on while feeling like the loneliest person on planet Earth.
Swallowing down pride, gritting teeth and pretending to be thick skinned, just to barge into conversations, so that I won't be ignored.
I tell myself I shouldn't count on people to make me happy, that life just doesn't revolve around being in.
Everyday that I spend in school, makes me feel as if pieces of me has been torn out. Scars that healed seem to have opened up once again.
I wish I was bitchier, so that I can tell people off in their faces. Then again, I'm supposed to be meek, nice, understanding and giving.
Why? Why are I so nice, I don't get it. Why should I bother to do things that please people, why should I give way to people in everything I do?
I swear I need a punching bag to punch every single minute of the day. I swear I have really strong urges to scream 'Wtf is wrong with you' and start crying like a loser.
After JC, I wish I had a memory eraser, to erase my memories of JC into a state of non-existence.

God help me, cause I really hate people venomously with every inch of my being.

Monday, July 13, 2009

Crystal ball.



Sometimes you think everything is wrapped inside a diamond
Love just needs a witness and a little forgiveness
And a halo of patience and a less sporadic pace and
I'm learning to be brave in my beautiful mistakes

I just got a new phone! I just realised it's kinda spastic though, especially the functions, freaking annoying.
Shizzzzz ):

Anyhoo, I hate nude coloured bras.
They suck shizzzzzz, they're freaking plain and ugly please.

I've gotta slim down to a size 8 manz, I don't care siolllll.
My shin hurts like shizzz, I swear it looks a teeny weeny bit swollen.
I hate tutorials cause they suck big time, I hate Mondays and Tuesdays cause I've school till like 5 plus plus. Damn MJ's retarded school system.

Life's a big ball of fuzzzzzzzzzzz.
Everyone's facing a heck load of shizzzz now, like JC go and die man babe.
We're suffering from all the shizzz you can think off, so MOE change your bloody school system so that people don't break down.

Oh God, I pray that You'll help all of us go through our rough patches with Your strength and guidance. Amen.


Saturday, July 11, 2009

Many retards (in a bad way)

Hello earthlings :D

Keeper's training was kinda fun, and I managed to save goals! (claps hands)
After that dinnered with Sharifah, Erfi and Danial at KFC.
And omg, Sharifah was so suay yesterday!

HAHAHAHA, she had like a thousand and one embarrassing moments man.

My body's aching now cause I haven't exercised for like a month and yesterday we had training.
Painful siollllllllllllll.

And I realise MJ's full of childish people who just flames people on their tagboards and just chooses people to be randomly picked on.
What's up with you stupid brainless people anyway?
Oh wait, you people are brainless, no wonder you can't control yourself. My utmost sympathies, not.

(rolls eyes)

Omg, homework time.
Good day peepies :D

Friday, July 10, 2009

I'm counting liquor bottles.



Cause when I'm with him
I am thinking of you
Thinking of you




Thursday, July 9, 2009

Why

Why
Nichole Nordeman

We rode into town the other day, just me and my Daddy. He said I’d finally reached that age,
and I could ride next to him on a horse that of course was not quite as wide
We heard a crowd of people shouting and so we stopped to find out why There was that man that my dad said he loved,
but today there was fear in his eyes

So I said Daddy why are they screaming? Why are the faces of some of them beaming?
Why is he dressed in that bright purple robe? I bet that crown hurts him more than he shows Daddy please can’t you do something?
He looks as if he’s going to cry
You said he is stronger than all of those guys-Daddy please tell me why, why does everyone want him to die?

Later that day the sky grew cloudy and daddy said I should go inside
Somehow he knew things would get stormy, boy was he right
But I could not keep from wondering if there was something that he had to hide
So after he left I had to find out, I was not afraid of getting lost
So I followed the crowds to a hill where I knew men had been killed
And I heard a voice come from a cross:

And it said : Father why are they screaming.Why are the faces of some of them beaming?Why are they casting their lots for my clothes??
I bet that crown hurts him more than he showsFather please can’t you do something? I know that you must hear my cry
I thought I could handle a cross of this size, Father remind me why, why does everyone want me to die.When will I understand why?

My precious Son, I hear them screaming.
I’m watching the face of the enemy beaming but soon I will clothe you in robes of my own.
Jesus this hurts me more than you know But this dark hour I must do nothing.
I’ve heard your unbearable cry—the power in your blood destroys all the lies, soon you’ll see past their unmerciful eyes.
Look there below see the child trembling by her father’s side. Now I can tell you why, she is why you must die.

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

I see houses.



I didn't go to school again.
Seriously, it's not even a year yet and I think I've not gone to school on three to four occassions all because of swollen eyes and the inability to open them plus a running nose.

It's unbelievably painful to have one's eyes continually tearing and painful just trying to open my eyes.
Spectacles for a few days I think, z.

Anyway, maths is a huge pile of work D: I doubt I can finish the three sets of Prelim papers in time by tomorrow :\
Plus I ate maggi mee,a packet of jackfruit chips and tau huey.
Diet plan = EPIC FAIL.

Watching Mnet Scandal makes me feel so jealous cause Nickhun's so freaking sweet to his 'girlfriend'. I swear I'm gonna find a boyf like him, hahahaha.

And DSLRs take pretty pictures, sigh.

I feel ulcer-y.

Goodbye.

What not.



Returning back to school seems surreal cause I'm still in a relak mood, and it's getting tedious when school ends at 5:20pm on Mondays and Tuesdays. Total bull crap :\

Chinese oral was shizzzzzzzzzz to the max, but I really pray that God can help me get an A.
Fruit diets don't work cause in the end, I ate 4 pieces of Tim Tam and many chicken wings, wtf ):
Height and weight this Friday, and I'm sure I landed my butt in the overweight category.

I've maths and gp to do, is that all?
Lollllllll, whatever. And there's no break today, awesome or what?

It's stupid to flame people anonymously, childish in fact.
Grow up man, grow up.

I'm fairly certain I'm gonna end up in specs for today, sigh.

Saturday, July 4, 2009

What?



Men and women are merely actors

Queensway with Yane and Sheryl, and we shopped.
Sheryl is forever being indecisive, but nevertheless bought some stuff.
Bought a bag, two pairs of ear studs, two straight cut fbts and some shoe button thing (it doesn't even fit the shoe hole, wth ._.)
I feel broke now T.T Greaaaaaaaat.

Plus I still have $3o worth of Ikea vouchers which I've no idea what to do with it.
Shall see see look look tomorrow, hahaha.
Omg, I'm hearing Hyun Joong's voice, Boys over Flowersssss!

I'm gonna marry him manz, lol!

I can now tie my hair, yesahbaby. Shall get bow hairbands, wheehee. (soon)
Need.to.lose.weight and do GPP ._.

Goodbye.

(edit)

OMG WTS CHINESE A LEVEL ORAL IS ON TUESDAY.
FISHNETS AND BEAN PAOS D:

Friday, July 3, 2009

Cause I'm driving myself crazy.



Cause I see trips in the sky
High above my imagination
Where life just passes by

Thursday, July 2, 2009

What the shit a million times over.

I'm being complainy here, I'm just warning you.

What makes school and my current life such a bitch? ______
Bloody hell, not again.

I've no loyalty to ______.

Wa so old.

I was digging through facebook, and I started laughing at the photo I saw.


Hahaha, wts.
Leon and Nicholas look like teeny weeny lil boys compared to now.
HAHAHAHA.


Look at them now.
Leon doing his retard, where he looks like he's licking Cindy's head, and Nicholas pointing downwards to Patrina's head.
Look at us manz, we all grew and changed, cool not? HAHAHA.


Ah, my ching chong hairstyle, coolz.

Not to mention I have a huge crush on Jin!
And Sean O'Pry!


(L)

No more pencils, no more books, no more teachers' dirty looks.
Ok fine, at least for like till Monday.

I feel giddy with happiness when I enter into Times or Borders.
I so heart the books and the covers, it makes me wanna sweep them off the shelves into my bag.
Buying stuff makes me giddy with sugar rush, and watching Taiwanese or Korean variety shows make me smile like an idiot.

7 packets of Kinder Bueno makes me have diaherroea(?)

Wilbur Pan's new song is catchy.
Love catchy songs, yay.

HAPPY 8TH BIRTHDAY JEREMIAH :D
Please grow taller, love you.