Look what you've done" Jet

It was a two hour school day.
Thank God.
Mass, which friends and I talked most of the time.
Giving Christabel massages,
Which didnt really work. I was scared I might break her bones.
She's so fucking skinny, damn I'm jealous of her.
Can you imagine the skinny and tall?
One perfect combination.

And Rachel's like reading her book of Philosophy.
Which she finds too hard to understand.
Couldnt she just take five minutes to try and understand it?
Hmmm.
I eat too much sometimes.
But sometimes, I just so damn fucking want to throw up.
It's indigestion, according to Melissa.
Most of the people in school gets it.
Which I personally think is related to Gastric problems.

Rushed through my Burger King breakfast today.
So I can go to washroom before heading for the cinema.
Watched Mean Girls(Surprisingly yes).
I just didnt want to not do anything today after school, since it ends early.
Well. It was all right.
It wasnt terrible, thank God.
But I wouldnt call it a Good movie.
Coming to the end, it's just meaningful.
But the sad part is, it's just not my type of movies.
Yet, Lindsay Lohan is pretty, and she's good at acting.

Oooh. Next movies; King Arthur(Not for Keira Knightley, but for war action and the great story).
Oh, The Stepford Wives.
Heard it's some literature story.
The good part is, Nicole Kidman's in it.
Good actresses, good plot, good story.
I think it'll be a refreshing good movie.

Read a few magazines in Times.
Phoenix and Amanda came over to my house.
I watched Bubble Boy with Amanda(While Phoenix just wants to burn CDs).
Jake Gyllenhaal is so so adorable.
Heard that out of the slip of her tongue, Amanda accidentally said Gyllen-Hell.
How funny.
He's smart and adorable. Whatever.
But yes.
Movie was silly, but hilarious. It made me laugh.

We watched the OC together.
We just cant agree on the guy okay.
She just like Seth Seth and Seth.
And I'm more of like, Seth is too fucking perky. I preferred Ryan's character in the movie.
But for one thing, we both liked Samaire Armstrong(Anna).

Successfully completed the download of Donnie Darko.
I just think Jake Gyllenhaal's amazing.
Mock exam's tomorrow. What the hell am I doing now?
I'm having two tests next week.

I so interested in University.
They offer so many amazing subjects.
Like, I would love to take Art History, Philosophy and Literature.
Sad thing is my dream is to be a fashion photographer.
=x

Spoken 10:14 PM .

School was all right.
I cant stop my eyes from closing in the morning.
Sometimes.
All I want to do, Is sleep forever.

Figo FIGO!
God, he so sexy.
I know I keep repeating that.
I just cant get over the fact that he looks so damn fucking sexy on the field during the finals.
I swear if I was at the stadium I'll scream his name.

The announcement; Nabilah, Christabel and I have plans to go to Germany in 2006 to catch the World Cup (And see if we can find Cristiano Ronaldo). Haha.
Anybody want to join in our little plan?
We've practically created a tiny fanclub for him in class.
Which just includes the three of us.

Oh Right. Ronaldo lives in London.
Okay so Nabs and I were shocked when we heard the news.
So it's like, Avni said(Giving us the Dont-you-know? look)"Well he plays for Man U right, so obviously he stays in England. Duh".
We ended up looking dumb.
So it's probably not a Portuguese girlfriend he's going to have,
A British one perhaps.
Portuguese females are prettier. They're taller, thinner and all.
But whatever.

Spoken 9:53 PM .

Hover(Quiet mix)" Trust Company





What's Your Love Style?


Okay I know who's that supposedly "mysterious" guy in the Portugal team which I find amazingly adorable.
He's number 2, Paulo Ferraira. Whatever. I spelt the last name wrong.
He's cute. Boyish cute.
He's in the defence area.
Sad thing is he was hardly in the whole of the Euro 2004.
Only in the last twenty minutes of the final game.

Quote(Which I've been telling everyone today);
Do you love me because I'm beautiful? Or am I am beautiful because you love me.

That totally makes sense to me.
I convinced Rachel to borrow Sophie's World from the library.
I think it's a good book.
Just that I need two whole months to finish it.
It's about philosophy.
So I think it'll be interesting.
=) Damn everybody's just interested in watching Mean Girls in Friday.
No where else.
Spoken 9:35 PM .

Falling through the sky" Renholder.

Which Sylvia Plath Poem Am I?

by echoing

Interesting quiz I just took. If you guys want to know what the poem Cut sounds like, it's below(Look down):

"What a thrill ---
My thumb instead of an onion.
The top quite gone
Except for a sort of a hinge

Of skin,
A flap like a hat,
Dead white.
Then that red plush.

Little pilgrim,
The Indian's axed your scalp.
Your turkey wattle
Carpet rolls

Straight from the heart.
I step on it,
Clutching my bottle
Of pink fizz.

A celebration, this is.
Out of a gap
A million soldiers run,
Redcoats, every one.

Whose side are they on?
O my
Homunculus, I am ill.
I have taken a pill to kill

The thin
Papery feeling.
Saboteur,
Kamikaze man

The stain on your
Gauze Ku Klux Klan
Babushka
Darkens and tarnishes and when

The balled
Pulp of your heart
Confronts its small
Mill of silence

How you jump ---
Trepanned veteran,
Dirty girl,
Thumb stump."

Cristiano Ronaldo is THE hottest.
Oh my God, Nabs and I are so fucking crazy about him.
Hot, tanned, the perfect Portguese.
Oh, if you only heard of his height.
1.84?
Exactly 26cm taller than me.
My Goodness. There's nothing sexier than a hot guy who's tall and dark.

Okay weird, I find Figo pretty sexy too.
Which Sam doesnt agree?
Okay so I got the whole guy-running-down during the last five minutes of the match thing wrong.
The guy was pissed off with Figo about his transfer from Barcelona to Real Madrid.
Something like that.
It was at that moment when the guy threw the Barcelona thing at Figo, and the filmed Figo's angry look.
Okay;That was it. The sexy look.
The anger in him was portrayed in his expressions.
And I find that incredibly sexy.
I find that he has his own sense of appeal. He's more of the mature look.
He just has his own thing going on for himself.
(And it's not just for his outstanding talent on the field).

Cockroaches everywhere. God I hate them.
But I'm not as freaked out over them as lizards.
Lizards are so much worser.

School was tiring today.
Physics practicals was Frustrating with a capital F.
Trying to make the ruler balance on the knife edge.
God, I'll fail if that comes out for the O level practicals.
=(
Spoken 10:10 PM .

Rocket collecting" Milla

I have like twenty minutes to write a quick post.
I felt like doing a damn fucking victory dance at 4.30 this morning.
GREECE SO WON!
God, I'm like happy? Not just that I won like, a miserly sum of four dollars,
But because I really felt that the Greeks deserved the win.
They played better.
Though the Portguese are good, but the Greeks are better.
The sad part was, Ronaldo cried. You dont see Figo crying for one.
Well, perhaps because he missed the goal three times, because it was too high.
But whatever. I dont understand how they're feeling anyway.
Greece do have a rather adorable looking player. I only remember his number, he's no. 2?
Or something. His last name starts with G.
All Greek names are long.
And I mean LONG.
Like 10 letters in their last names alone.
I dont think it helps when they have to shade their full names in OTAS sheets.
Right?

Haha.
I spent four long hours finishing up all my homework.
And a little bit of Bio TYS.
Read my book a little. The day does pass by fast.
I was so damn tired in the afternoons.
My eyes were like going to shut.
And my mind's like; No, dont. I cant, sleep. Now. Have to stay awake.

Went for a swim which did make me feel more refresh.
Thank God for pools.

Finally, I watched the controversial Message in a Bottle.
It wasnt fantastic. The front part of dry.
But as it gets to the end, when drama starts, it became more interesting.
That it projected feelings in me.
So the ending was quite nice. His dying and all, only has a positive impact on me.
I was going to turn off the TV, but I forced myself to continue.
And I'm glad I did. I guess.

Okay FRIENDS next.

Spoken 9:34 PM .

Raindrops keep falling on my head"

I just got TeenVogue.
Amazing amazing spreads. God I love this issue.
Oh, and I bought the Virgin Suicides book by Jeffrey Eugenides.
Cant wait to read it, though I have to finish up the current Anne Rice book I'm reading.
Tonight's an exciting night/morning.
Greece vs. Portugal.
God GREECE! Please win.
Achilles watch over them please.
Oh God that sounds stupid?

Christabel owes me two freaking meals.
Haha. Well luck might result in the Portugese winning anyway.

I have to so fucking study.
Arts Alive was all right.
Except for the last thirty minutes which I have to stay with a group of people i dont really want to.
Because Phoenix, Amanda Soon and the rest had to leave for supper. Dinner, whatever.
I was sad. But whatever.

I went for Jiyi's confirmation today.
Okay so it was quite boring, because I had to stand for one and half hour.
My legs were tired.
Singing was quite okay.
Had lunch at Swensen's at three? Went over to Times.
Rachel's weird, but cool.
She cracks me up almost all the time.
She made me promise her to lend her ALL the books I buy from now on, just because she said she'll accompany me to Tampines. Which she didnt in the end.
I think it's weird?
But I guess she's just a book freak like me.

Message in a bottle tonight.
Well, I'm not that psyched to watch it.
I'm just watching it because they're saying its good.
I read the book but I didnt enjoy it.
Everyone was saying, "The book is amazing. I cried!"
But I so fucking didnt.
Sometimes I force myself to. But I cant even force myself to cry when I read it.
I didnt like the way the author wrote it.
But I did enjoy Nicholas Sparks' movies. Like for one, I loved A Walk to Remember.
So I might enjoy the movie. Right?

I just realized I have a hell lot of Humanities work to do.
I'm sad to reject Sarah and Grace's request to come over and tan.
But I'm really really fucking tired since I'm staying all the way til' 5 to watch the match.
I'm really really exhausted!
Ever since thursday.
I watched the two matches live.
Which means I didnt sleep well on Thursday and Friday.
And Saturday morning I had to wake up for the O level Listening Comprehension.
After that, my whole life seems devoted to the Arts Live all the way til' 10.
My eyes is like just on glitter tattooing.
Every three hour, I'll get this weird headache?
But for awhile.
I got gastric, and I couldnt force the dinner they catered for us anymore.

And today I had to wake up for the confirmation thing.
Hmmmm.
Like I say, I'm TIRED. I really am.

Spoken 9:30 PM .