Coffee Prince.
Coffee Prince.
Coffee princes?
Coffee Prince.
Total addiction. Now I know why people like to watch Korean dramas.
The cutest girls, the weirdest guys.
The craziest stories.
All these stories. All these love.
Can it really happen in real life? Like, would a guy have so much creativity to actually do something like that in real life, or it has been NG-ed by the director countless times?
After exams all I can do is to watch Coffee Prince, go singing with Funkies, spending time with my friends, go get a job, cook dinner, go meetings
and
is that all?
Too many one times, one time too many.
I won't be that stupid little girl who nearly failed secondary 3 again.
Hey look, everything is purple.
Spoiled little brat. Must everyone give you your way. Don't think apologising can get you out of this. I'll make you pay. Oh, guess what, I already did. Grow up, you're taller than me already. Act your age. When I was your age I went shopping in Tampines. You don't even know how to go IMM.
Stupid you for eating my breakfast ):
Thursday, February 28, 2008
Sunday, February 24, 2008
Yes! Online shopping is what I'm going to spend my time doing during the holidays.
Umm, that is, if I have the time.
My schedule's planned 2 weeks ahead already. I need to run faster to catch up with time.
I wish I had an excuse for everything.
Then I can worm out of things easily.
But that will be a life too boring for me.
See? The battle in my brain.
Anyway, I spent this morning watching Juno.
I meant from 2am to 4 am.
Juno is nice. I regret not watching it on the big screen.
Come on Min. Convince yourself: If everyone followed your way in life, you'd be so bored, you'd order people around just for fun.
No one has to do it your way. No one needs to treat you like some high-and-mighty princess.
The only person who can do that is.... yourself.
SO PLEASE STUDY STUDY DAMN DAMN DAMN HARD SO THAT YOU CAN GET OUT OF POLY WITH PROPER GRADES AND GET HIRED BY SOME HIGH-CLASS COMPANY WHO WILL GIVE YOU LOTS AND LOTS OF MONEY FOR JUST SIGNING SOME PAPERS EVERYDAY AND A BIG FAT BONUS WHEN YOU TAKE A STEP OUT OF OFFICE TO SAY HI TO SOME PEOPLE FROM CHINA AND INDIA AND WITH THE LOTS AND LOTS OF MONEY YOU CAN BUY MUMMY A BIG TERRACE OR BUNGALOW SO THAT SHE CAN HAVE HER DREAM HOUSE AND KITCHEN (which incidentally is what you want too) AND DADDY DON'T HAVE TO GO BACK TO MALAYSIA AND RETIRE LEAVING YOU AND LITTLE BROTHER IN SINGAPORE MAILING MONEY BACK TO THEM EVERY MONTH. YOU CAN SPEND MONEY ON ALL THE LITTLE SHOPS THAT YOU LIKE TO GO SO OFTEN BUT HAVE NO MONEY TO SPEND ON THEM ON ACCOUNT THAT YOU DON'T GET MONEY FROM..errm never mind about this part.. AND DADDY WON'T GIVE YOU LOTS OF MONEY NOW COS YOU'LL SPEND IT LIKE WATER. YOU'LL BE ABLE TO GIVE LITTLE TREATS TO ALL YOUR FRIENDS EVEN THOSE WHO DON'T NEED IT, COS IT'S SOMETHING YOU ALWAYS WANTED TO DO BUT IS UNABLE DUE TO, YES, AGAIN, THE SHORTAGE OF MONEY NOW AND YOU'LL BE ABLE TO SPOIL YOUR COUSINS AND NIECES AND NEPHEWS SILLY AND IF YOU EVER HAD A KID SHE OR HE WILL NEVER BE IN LACK AND HAVE A LOW SELF-ESTEEM BECAUSE HER OR HIS PARENT WOULD NOT BUY HER OR HIM TOYS THAT HER OR HIS FRIENDS HAVE. WITH LOTS AND LOTS AND LOTS AND LOTS OF MONEY YOU CAN TREAT YOURSELF LIKE A PRINCESS BECAUSE
NO
ONE
IN
THIS
WORLD
CAN
DO
THAT
EXCEPT
YOU!
Sorry. Rant day. But thank goodness the phone calls have stopped. Or I would have seriously consider "falling down" from the flight of stars outside my house to break my ankle or something and get admitted into hospital and I won't have to take OB and marketing too and NO ONE WILL BE ABLE TO CONTACT ME cos I'll be in too much pain to remember to bring my handphone to the hospital.
Oh and I can "forget" to tell mommy to bring it for me too.
OH WAIT, I know I know! Since I sound so darn crazy on my blog post already, I'll just pretend that I'm mentally unsound! They'll send me to IMH! I won't have to take OB and Marketing! And no one would call me to ask me to do something, because I'm mentally unsound!
No wait, I don't have time for that..
Normal teenagers revel their handphones.
I freak out whenever mine rings.
Guess what, I'm unique!
Kudos to you if you finished this blog post, including that chunk of words there, because after I read it through I'm totally inclined to send myself to IMH.
One more thing. If you want to talk about me like that in your blog, Jeremy Ho, be a man and put my name in.
Umm, that is, if I have the time.
My schedule's planned 2 weeks ahead already. I need to run faster to catch up with time.
I wish I had an excuse for everything.
Then I can worm out of things easily.
But that will be a life too boring for me.
See? The battle in my brain.
Anyway, I spent this morning watching Juno.
I meant from 2am to 4 am.
Juno is nice. I regret not watching it on the big screen.
Come on Min. Convince yourself: If everyone followed your way in life, you'd be so bored, you'd order people around just for fun.
No one has to do it your way. No one needs to treat you like some high-and-mighty princess.
The only person who can do that is.... yourself.
SO PLEASE STUDY STUDY DAMN DAMN DAMN HARD SO THAT YOU CAN GET OUT OF POLY WITH PROPER GRADES AND GET HIRED BY SOME HIGH-CLASS COMPANY WHO WILL GIVE YOU LOTS AND LOTS OF MONEY FOR JUST SIGNING SOME PAPERS EVERYDAY AND A BIG FAT BONUS WHEN YOU TAKE A STEP OUT OF OFFICE TO SAY HI TO SOME PEOPLE FROM CHINA AND INDIA AND WITH THE LOTS AND LOTS OF MONEY YOU CAN BUY MUMMY A BIG TERRACE OR BUNGALOW SO THAT SHE CAN HAVE HER DREAM HOUSE AND KITCHEN (which incidentally is what you want too) AND DADDY DON'T HAVE TO GO BACK TO MALAYSIA AND RETIRE LEAVING YOU AND LITTLE BROTHER IN SINGAPORE MAILING MONEY BACK TO THEM EVERY MONTH. YOU CAN SPEND MONEY ON ALL THE LITTLE SHOPS THAT YOU LIKE TO GO SO OFTEN BUT HAVE NO MONEY TO SPEND ON THEM ON ACCOUNT THAT YOU DON'T GET MONEY FROM..errm never mind about this part.. AND DADDY WON'T GIVE YOU LOTS OF MONEY NOW COS YOU'LL SPEND IT LIKE WATER. YOU'LL BE ABLE TO GIVE LITTLE TREATS TO ALL YOUR FRIENDS EVEN THOSE WHO DON'T NEED IT, COS IT'S SOMETHING YOU ALWAYS WANTED TO DO BUT IS UNABLE DUE TO, YES, AGAIN, THE SHORTAGE OF MONEY NOW AND YOU'LL BE ABLE TO SPOIL YOUR COUSINS AND NIECES AND NEPHEWS SILLY AND IF YOU EVER HAD A KID SHE OR HE WILL NEVER BE IN LACK AND HAVE A LOW SELF-ESTEEM BECAUSE HER OR HIS PARENT WOULD NOT BUY HER OR HIM TOYS THAT HER OR HIS FRIENDS HAVE. WITH LOTS AND LOTS AND LOTS AND LOTS OF MONEY YOU CAN TREAT YOURSELF LIKE A PRINCESS BECAUSE
NO
ONE
IN
THIS
WORLD
CAN
DO
THAT
EXCEPT
YOU!
Sorry. Rant day. But thank goodness the phone calls have stopped. Or I would have seriously consider "falling down" from the flight of stars outside my house to break my ankle or something and get admitted into hospital and I won't have to take OB and marketing too and NO ONE WILL BE ABLE TO CONTACT ME cos I'll be in too much pain to remember to bring my handphone to the hospital.
Oh and I can "forget" to tell mommy to bring it for me too.
OH WAIT, I know I know! Since I sound so darn crazy on my blog post already, I'll just pretend that I'm mentally unsound! They'll send me to IMH! I won't have to take OB and Marketing! And no one would call me to ask me to do something, because I'm mentally unsound!
No wait, I don't have time for that..
Normal teenagers revel their handphones.
I freak out whenever mine rings.
Guess what, I'm unique!
Kudos to you if you finished this blog post, including that chunk of words there, because after I read it through I'm totally inclined to send myself to IMH.
One more thing. If you want to talk about me like that in your blog, Jeremy Ho, be a man and put my name in.
Saturday, February 23, 2008
Okay.
Yeah I think a lot. I like to think, actually. I'm not as bimbotic (ho ho ho) as what some people think I am.
I'm watching duo mao mao on channel U as I think.
It's not your fault, it's not anyone's fault. I just like to think that, sometimes....
I don't know what I'm doing all these for.
Everything. From the waking up to the turning on of the heater switch in my kitchen to charging my handphone everytime to smsing so much....
There goes my phone. Ringing again. Leave me alone for a while, won't you all?
I hate muting my phone when it rings, but it's that or hanging up on people, which I find totally stupid. Because that will make the person call again, and that totally defeats the purpose.
What am I blathering about. Out of point.
(Anyway, take a hint: when I don't pick up, sms me la! DON'T CALL AGAIN -_-''')
Oh wait, this show is damn funny. I can't believe the celebs actually tricked the kid out by telling him the show is over.
So funny. It actually takes things off off my mind.
Oh no, that won't work. The stuff still exist.
So where was I? Oh, I was saying I don't know really what I'm doing everything for.
To live? Cool. I should live more glamorously.
Heh heh heh.... 可能太现实了吧。
DON'T call. My. Phone. Yes there went another one.
10 seconds left for 躲猫猫!
Oh there it goes. 五月天输了！这样容易都找不到！
Sighs. Here I go.
And you're probably right too. I'm irresponsible, unaccountable, inwhateverable, unyaddayaddable.
Like, do you think I'm STUPID or what? Sorry to say this, yes, you have a shitload of responsibilities there, and SO DO I.
Also, I started out longer than you did, in terms of this responsiblity thing, not that I'm holding anything against you. But just watch how you say things to me.
I know you are busy, but you don't really know how I feel. Cos different people have different ways of reacting to being busy. You have no right telling me to stop thinking that I'm the most busiest person in the world and blah blah blah.
Because, number 1, I do not think that way, and number 2, you think like that too. Sub-consciously.
(Actually, that part contained a lot of expletives. I have to restrain myself a little.)
(Actually, again, expletives are quite fun. That is, when you hear the way people use them. Especially people, okay, guys, in lounge who are playing fooseball. I get a stitch at my side laughing at them curse at that pink little ball. Or their opponents. Or the plastic men attached to the handles.)
Where was I? Oh.
Sighs. I don't know about this, but you're going overboard. Maybe I am too.
Actually I'm very guilty about this. I mean, about everything I said. I know I can be really harsh.
I need a break. So do everyone else.
It could be OB and marketing's fault, ha ha.
But you know, wanting to care about people can be done in more efficient ways.
Yeah I think a lot. I like to think, actually. I'm not as bimbotic (ho ho ho) as what some people think I am.
I'm watching duo mao mao on channel U as I think.
It's not your fault, it's not anyone's fault. I just like to think that, sometimes....
I don't know what I'm doing all these for.
Everything. From the waking up to the turning on of the heater switch in my kitchen to charging my handphone everytime to smsing so much....
There goes my phone. Ringing again. Leave me alone for a while, won't you all?
I hate muting my phone when it rings, but it's that or hanging up on people, which I find totally stupid. Because that will make the person call again, and that totally defeats the purpose.
What am I blathering about. Out of point.
(Anyway, take a hint: when I don't pick up, sms me la! DON'T CALL AGAIN -_-''')
Oh wait, this show is damn funny. I can't believe the celebs actually tricked the kid out by telling him the show is over.
So funny. It actually takes things off off my mind.
Oh no, that won't work. The stuff still exist.
So where was I? Oh, I was saying I don't know really what I'm doing everything for.
To live? Cool. I should live more glamorously.
Heh heh heh.... 可能太现实了吧。
DON'T call. My. Phone. Yes there went another one.
10 seconds left for 躲猫猫!
Oh there it goes. 五月天输了！这样容易都找不到！
Sighs. Here I go.
And you're probably right too. I'm irresponsible, unaccountable, inwhateverable, unyaddayaddable.
Like, do you think I'm STUPID or what? Sorry to say this, yes, you have a shitload of responsibilities there, and SO DO I.
Also, I started out longer than you did, in terms of this responsiblity thing, not that I'm holding anything against you. But just watch how you say things to me.
I know you are busy, but you don't really know how I feel. Cos different people have different ways of reacting to being busy. You have no right telling me to stop thinking that I'm the most busiest person in the world and blah blah blah.
Because, number 1, I do not think that way, and number 2, you think like that too. Sub-consciously.
(Actually, that part contained a lot of expletives. I have to restrain myself a little.)
(Actually, again, expletives are quite fun. That is, when you hear the way people use them. Especially people, okay, guys, in lounge who are playing fooseball. I get a stitch at my side laughing at them curse at that pink little ball. Or their opponents. Or the plastic men attached to the handles.)
Where was I? Oh.
Sighs. I don't know about this, but you're going overboard. Maybe I am too.
Actually I'm very guilty about this. I mean, about everything I said. I know I can be really harsh.
I need a break. So do everyone else.
It could be OB and marketing's fault, ha ha.
But you know, wanting to care about people can be done in more efficient ways.
Friday, February 22, 2008
Countdown to Micro: 2 and a 1/2 hours.
Current no. of study hours: 15 (not a lot huh)
I wanted to blog, because of, yes,
SINGAPORE WON THE BID TO HOST THE 2010 YOUTH OLYMPICS!
This is gonna sound so bimbo, but up to this year, I never knew there was such a thing as the Youth Olympics (see how much I love sports?), but when Daddy told me about it, I was all, yeah, whatever, leave it to the kids in Woodlands (Sports school in Woodlands, if you didn't know) to bother about it.
Until he said it was either Singapore or Moscow, and I got slightly interested, because Singapore being a new country and all and haven't hosted much except the SEA games, to my knowledge. In terms of sports, that is.
Well I feel very happy. Read today's Straits Times, the article is smack on the front page. Wonderful.
And actually, I don't have a lot to say except..... THOSE IN THE TOURISM INDUSTRY AH, GET READY, YOU GOT 2 YEARS TO PREPARE!
Including me, cos, I graduate in 2 years.
Current no. of study hours: 15 (not a lot huh)
I wanted to blog, because of, yes,
SINGAPORE WON THE BID TO HOST THE 2010 YOUTH OLYMPICS!
This is gonna sound so bimbo, but up to this year, I never knew there was such a thing as the Youth Olympics (see how much I love sports?), but when Daddy told me about it, I was all, yeah, whatever, leave it to the kids in Woodlands (Sports school in Woodlands, if you didn't know) to bother about it.
Until he said it was either Singapore or Moscow, and I got slightly interested, because Singapore being a new country and all and haven't hosted much except the SEA games, to my knowledge. In terms of sports, that is.
Well I feel very happy. Read today's Straits Times, the article is smack on the front page. Wonderful.
And actually, I don't have a lot to say except..... THOSE IN THE TOURISM INDUSTRY AH, GET READY, YOU GOT 2 YEARS TO PREPARE!
Including me, cos, I graduate in 2 years.
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