SKANKSKANKSKANK

today was saesoon talent quest.
even some pg2 ppl showed up.
i was like.
WOWOOWOWOOWOWOW.DAMN.

i wish i could move like that.
i didn't even think it was physically possible for people to dance like that.
freaking machines i tell u.

edit: now that i think of it. it wasn't all that great.
i'd have rather had another nap.
it did make me realise what my church ppl are capable of doing tho.
and WOW do they know how to SHAKE THAT.

this is quite a pointless blog. seeing as only ha eun will understand what im saying
and my church people are generally too skanky to do anything but bebo.

LOVELOVELOVE

ASDOUFHOASHDOAS.

I LOVE SOOMPI. AND SEOULPOP OR WHATVER IT CALLS ITSELF.

T- THATS THE GIRL FROM BIG BANG'S HARU HARU VIDEO CLIP!

AND FROM HIGH KICK.

Yeah I reckoned she looked sort of unnatural, and that she still wasn't as pretty as ayumi lee.. but... WOW. WOW WO WO WOWOWOW.

so i looked it up in korean words and i found one of kim ah joong from well..

200 pounds of beauty aka 미녀는 괴로워 (shit translating, much?)

stupid blogger made it smaller... BUT YOU GET THE GENERAL IDEA RIGHT?

ignore the bitchy comments. i don't see why people are so against plastic surgery.

probably coz after surgery, these people are better than them.

then there was this other one of kim tae hee.. with price tags.

$15 000 for top eyelid surgery? then 20 000 more for the bottom half? (noob guestimate conversion)

dang i gotta start saving up..

plastic fantastic indeed =D

hate blog of bitchiness

is there a point?
bitching about all those people?
backstabbing them, using them, then turning right around and being their sweet little friend again?
do you even have the capacity to feel guilty?
or appreciate what you've got? what they give?
i guess not. you don't even seem to be capable of acknowledging your betters.
mary might type funny, leanne might be boy obsessed and sara might be an all-out slut.
but when it comes to strangers or people whom you've never even talked to or met,
don't you think you're going a bit too far?
there is a limit to shallowness and being blindly arrogant (or so i thought)

so they look like they photoshop their pictures. don't you?
they look slutty. they sound retarded. they look like they had surgery. so what?
does that change anything at all?

alienating people, your friends and yourself isn't going to get you anywhere.
i'm going to try feel sorry for you.
when those other people find out what your other face is like, they're not going to just sit there and twiddle their thumbs.


i am a hypocritical bitch with no heart. i know, so don't bother reminding me.

personal definition of :

I lost an auction on the prettiest pair of lee's skinny jeans.
just coz i had tennis for an hour, and someone beat my bid.
I came home just as the auction ended.
and that is my personal interpretation of lost love =[

(u)

blog addict;

the worst thing in the world -
walking home from childcare at night
hungry, cold, all by myself
and just as i turn into that dark alley shortcut
my mp3 runs out of battery.

fuck.
that was scary.

P A R T Y in da house yo'

Kristie's party wasn't a total waste of time as I'd anticipated.
It didn't really exceed my general expectations of a party though.
It was quite arduous to go through in a way.
Half the time we just waited. For someone to do something stupid or entertaining.
The rest was.. much too dramatic to say the least.
In a way, this was the most eventful boring party ever.
After truth or dare, majority was happy again :D
(as if you don't know why)

This party was much too emotional.
which is bad.
it makes me all phobic and awkward and stuff.
It's okay with you people, but not me.
When someone's upset or something, I've no idea what to do.
I'm not usually upset and I don't really cry.
I have enough problems in life like pretending not to care, or in kristie's case, pretending not to hear.
I am the unseeing, unknowing, unfeeling slab of flesh you call a human.
(or so i like to tell myself)

.... brb doing my 2 freaking essays in korean due tomorow.
I PRACTICED ALL WEEK LISTENING TO NOTHING BUT EPIK HIGH AND BIG BANG!!
-[[kRnPrIdE]]-

WHOOPEE!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MISSUS MAK!!
YAYYYYY!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY KRISTIE.
I MAY NOT SHOW IT BUT YOU ARE VERY COOL.
AND . STUFF.
YEAH. JUST PRETEND I SAID SOME AFFECTIONATE STUFF ABOVE.
YAYYY
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

RAINBOWS AND BUTTERFLIES FOR EVERYONE!
YAYY!

go yonder down to the edge of the world; do me a favour and please fall off, sir.

SHUTUP
SHUTUP
SHUTUP.

stop talking to me. stop influencing me.
SHUT UP.

i hate being a child.
i hate being so forgiving and little and helpless and stupid and ignorant.
but i can't help it.
i hate the way i keep changing like the seasons too.
waiting for the better me to come back =/

Pass me the brick, dear.

"Most of the time, I don't have much fun. The rest of the time I have no fun at all." Woody Allen

Avatar finished =[

I am Jacks' neglected shadow.

Friday Syndrome

screw duke of ed camp.
THANKYOU MEEGAN~

gatsby ads are hot.
and the models are pretty

gatsby's marketing techniques are amazing.
I was half convinced i should cut my hair short and get me a tub of gatsby in every colour, scent and flavour.
but im not.

then i somehow ended up doing it for commerce. i hate being so stubborn. and blindly jumping off cliffs in my mind has become a dangerous habit.

I can do predictions

I'm stranded right where I knew I would be, two days ago.
It's 10.30pm and I don't want to do my English analysing crap which is due tomorow.
I don't get it. If I do, I'm just going to keep pretending I don't.
+ If I can, I'm not going to bother.

Why
Is
School
So
Stressing?

It's making my split personalities develop faster and faster
and all my phobias are becoming more apparant by the minute.

On the bright (or darker) side, within the next few weeks they're going to announce the person who got the scholarship. As well as who's next on the list.
I'm crossing my fingers so hard they might lose feel and fall off.

The broken glass which is life

I have another speculation.
All teachers are supplied with a Fitness First bag the day they're hired into the workforce.
This uncongenial combination has driven teachers to the point where they are simply inhumane. Especially english teachers who give us useless homework, in which one must analyse a chapter outlining use of language, techniques, themes and all that other rubbish nobody even pays any attention to.
I HATE YOU ALL.

I HATE THE WORLD.
Actually, I really do mean it this time. A bit.
I hate the way it spins. It's making me dizzy.
I'm going to fall off one day.