i feel kinda topsyturvy today,when he agrees to follow you into those lala photobooths.
that’s when you know it’s real.
on another note,
-SHOOOOOOOOOOOOOES.
-SHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOES.
and hopefully a potential prom dress.

My heart is yearning, but Paris is burning.
Paris is burning all night long.
My heart is dreaming, but Paris is screaming.
Paris is screaming all night long.

It’s Thursday.
I woke up at 1.30pm.
Man I’m tired o.o
MY NECK HURTS.
I want my mommy.

Monday night, we had our little Diwali dinner/Nikhils birthday thingy
My little brother is one of those nerds who love the rubiks cube and like, plays with it ALL THE FRIGGIN TIME.
So I told my mom lets order a rubiks cube cake!
Then my cousin was like, lets MAKE it instead!
So we made it.
It’s not PERFECT but it tasted pretty damn good.
And it looked uber cool.

OH YEAH.
And let me tell you the story of how my mother sent my father to go buy potatoes,
but instead he came back with a foosball table.
true story!

So now SPM has been the last thing on my mind.
What I really want to achieve is beating my brothers in foosball :/

Anyways I’m too lazy to describe what a glutton Shalina was, and how I bet LiLings butt in foosball multiple times, and how Shriya proved to be the ULTIMATE stalker, and how Carmen was actually decent for once :P

So here, pixels!

Tuesday I had to wake up at 6am :(
My DRIVING test.

And the verdict?

I am no longer a L(embu) driver. I am a P(ro) driver!
Just like LiLing! :D

What a good week.
I shall now end this blogpost with my ritual Shalina picture collage :)

I’m kinda late in wishing but,
happy diwali.

In 8 weeks, it will all be over.
No more school uniforms,
no more menopausal teachers,
no more assunta-printed cotton socks,
no more white canvas shoes.
In 8 weeks, we will all have a new set of priorities.
No more studying for SPM,
no more memorizing moral nilais,
no more going for tuitions.
In 8 weeks, I get to see you again.
andspendeverysingledaywithyouuntilwehavetoleave.
How I anticipate and dread the end of the next 8 weeks.

I can’t believe in my 17years of living in Malaysia,

I have NEVER eaten dimsum.So today, YeeeeeHsiong took me to Din Tai Fung :)
And I am officially,
head over heels,
in love with,
xiao long bao.
Like I swear. I could just eat it forever and NEVER get bored of it.
Anyways,
it was
a
wonderful
day
:)

I love this song! It’s HILARIOUS.
It was also the song in Slumdog Millionaire? Rememmmber?
MIA - Paper Planes


The first time I went to the states, I also visited Central College.

That’s where my uncle and aunt studied and met each other.My mom, dad, uncle and aunt always wanted me to go to Central.
Along the way, I ended up wanting to go to Central too.

So this is a 6yearold me at Central;

And this is the start of an 18yearold me at Central;
CLICK2ENLARGE.

 

That with a 50% scholarship :)

Aw, Carrie turns 17 (:
We celebrated it at Rakuzen, KL.
I totally recommend that place.
The rooms are private and the food is good.
SO glad we did it there.

Though I don’t think Carrie can go to heaven anymore :/
She ordered PREGNANT fish.
Why would anyone want to eat a PREGNANT fish?
I never imagined that a PREGNANT animal could even be a delicacy.
Crazy Japanese people.

This is my friend Carmen Wee.
She’s so hot it’s not even funny.
She gets A1s for Addmath.
ANDSHEISTOTALLYAVAILABLE.
(for dating, not tutoring)

Anyyyyywhoooos. pixels.
It was a good day.
Ended even better.
With some jagung.
You know how I feel about jagung.
Major love
:)

I’ll be your girl, backstage at your show,
Velvet ropes and guitars, yeah ’cause you’re my rockstar,
In between the sets, eyeliner and cigarettes.