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Saturday, March 31, 2007

They saw a perfect family, with a perfect life,
A suited man with his children and his lovely wife,
They looked so happy and content with their perfect smiles,
To others they looked wonderful, it was the perfect disguise.

To everyone, he looked content,
With his house and his brand new Benz,
To everyone, she loved her life,
Jewels and pearls in her hands.

And everybody didn't know,
Just how imperfect was their life,
And only when their front door closed,
Did the children start to cry.

He downs another in a bar,
And his wife does the same at home,
The children hide and in fear of them,
As tires screech and the doorbell rings.

He shouts, she screams, and the children pray,
That God will save them from the beatings today,
Something shatters, and a glass vase breaks,
Just like their spirits, and their prayers aren't answered today...

And everybody didn't know,
Just how imperfect was their life,
And only when their front door closed,
Did the children start to cry.

Little Jimmy is just nine, but he knows what the bottle does,
His sister Sarah is thirteen, and she curses all the drugs,
Why is our house not a home?
Why do Mom and Dad hate us so much?
Why do they drink and hit us so,
They're attacking, take cover now.

And everybody didn't know,
Just how imperfect was their life,
And only when their front door closed,
Did the children start to cry.

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it's saturday. and it's 6am. and i'm awake. freaky. i'm aware i've barely blogged this month. ok actually this year. aiya what to do. so damn busy. i'm lucky if i can get enough sleep each night. ok i was supposed to upload my pics from phuket and rave about it....but i'm lazy ah. haha. what can i say? the view was fantastic, the beaches were...gosh, awesome! (i'm watchin little mermaid now. and like ariel said when she found the fork "have you seen anything so wonderful in your entire life?!") haha yes, that's how i felt about e beaches of phuket.

and the kathoey are sooo pretttyy (some of them, at least). the ones who are pretty, are really pretty. and the one who are ugly, are really ugly...they look like men. (haha which they areee) and the tourists there are really hot. so many cute guys la. and most are half naked. since they're all at the beach. heeee.

i love phuket. sigh....i wanna go there again.

oh yea yea! i cut my hair! went to this shop at the airport (NOO it's not e $10 haircut). haha but it was rite next to it. 20 bucks. and i was a little worried (actually a lot...cos i don trust hairdressers much. hairdressers and dentists. haha) he would mangle my hair. but he didn't. so yay. my fringe din turn out retarded or anything. so i'm happy.

on a more crappy note...

my deadline for my seasian project was yesterday. and i had so much trouble over it. man, i got fucking annoyed by the negative externality in my group. who did shit work. and gave said shit work like the nite before the project was s'posed to be passed up. man, damn irritating laaa. obviously never going to be in the same grp as that shithead again. gah. but at least it's all over now.

i think it's been a week since i last talked to my unreasonable father. why should i bother wasting my breath? yet another fight at home. what's new. this time it was mega huge. i'm thinking i have to look for lodging some place else. yes, i treat my own house as just a lodging facility, cos what else can i call it? i spend most of the day out and only come ard midnight? or 11, if i'm lucky. by that time, everyone's asleep or going to sleep. so basically my houz is just a place where i sleep. i don't even eat at home. if i'm lucky, i'll be here on weekends. haha.

so i'm feeling depressed. a little happy. and a lot sleepy. i'm poor too. so anyone willing to treat me? heee.

thanks for the chupa chups. you're always accommodating my cravings. haha.

06:36

Thursday, March 08, 2007

heloo beloved friends, yes it has been a while. much has happened. but but but. i must bitch about this stupid crazy woman who accused me of a crime i didn't commit. so drama. haha.

ok so i was going for lecture this morning. and i wasn't from home, so when i got on the train, there weren't any seats. so anyways, at the next station, pple got on so i moved to the centre of the train and accidentally bumped into this woman. so i just said sorry and started stoning.

i think it was like somewhere after queenstown that all the madness happened. the woman i bumped into me started to dig through her bag, and den dropped all her other stuff, and kept digging and searching. and suddenly, she turned to me and said i stole her purse. i was like....uhhhhh....what? anyways our conversation (if you can call it that...) went something like this:

crazy woman (CW): you stole my purse!
me: no i didn't.
CW: yes! juz now you bump into me and take my purse!
me: NO.
CW: if not you, den who? no one else bump into me! no one else was near me!
me: (completely baffled and starting to get a little irritated) i didn't steal your purse!
CW: yes! it's not here!
(pple are openly looking at us and i'm juz getting frustrated)
me: maybe you dropped it. i didn't take your purse!
CW: you did! give it back. i report you to the police ahh.
me: oh my god, i didn't take your purse!
CW: i check your bag!
me: no!
CW: how come don't want to let me? you steal right?
me: NO! i don't see why you have to check my bag when i'm telling the truth!

and we reached the mrt station. i got off and she went ahead of me to get one of the mrt guys. and she started pointing at me and i got stopped. i was like what the fuuuuck man.

mrt guy(MG): this woman says you stole her purse?
me: i didn't!
MG: can i check your bag please?
me: FINE.

so i handed him my bag and he looked inside, and couldn't find anything except for MY own stuff. so fucking stupid la.

CW: she stole it! i can't find it anywhere in my bag! she must be hiding it in her pocket or in her t-shirt!
me: (seriously, what the fuck?) you're crazy la! i didn't steal anything ok! (to mrt guy) ok i'm really late for lecture cos of this whole thing, so i can go now?
CW: CANNOT! give me back my purse!

oh gosh. i was so fucking frustrated that i wanted to strangle her. come on laaaa...why the hell would i wanna steal her stupid purse?! and what kind of thief stays on the train after stealing anyway? stupid bitch! arghhhh.

me: (to mrt guy) i didn't steal her purse. obviously she dropped it somewhere, and that's seriously not my problem. she's made me late for lecture and i don't appreciate being called a thief. it's obvious i didn't take her purse! can i go now?

and i left, with crazy woman screaming hokkien obscenities at me. oh gosh. seriously man. i was like....what the fuck is this???? i was half expecting ashton kutcher to come popping out and say YOU'VE BEEN PUNK'D!! it's those fucking stupid things that happen only when someone's playing a prank on you laaa.

all these funny stupid shit keep happening to me. like that time another crazy woman just stood at the counter and looked at me. even when i asked her if she needed any help, she just....stood there. and looked at the clock. then at me. then at the table. and started drawing circles on it with her finger. and i'm juz looking at her, den at my colleague, den people queueing up behind her are looking at me and each other. and everyone's just confused.

so i try again, and say hello ma'am, can i help you with anything? and she does this creepy smile and giggles before skipping off. completely freaked out man. though it was pretty funny in a "woookaaaayyyyy that was weird" kinda way. haha. the incident this morning was juz....plain madness and stupidity!!!!!

argh. juz thinking about it makes me frustrated la. what the hell. ok calm. peace. sound of the waves. zen. haha.

ohhhhh on a much much brighter note! last friday was the jamX competition finals. basically bands competing for prizes. and liza's band DIE MIC STAND won! and because they won, i won too! a free apple ipod! though i'm starting to think that was a ruse to get pple to come! haha. i haven't gotten it and nobody has called me yet. we were s'posed to guess e champion band, and if we guessed correct, we get a chance to win it. so lucky laaa. this guy's name was called b4 me...but he went home already. and my name was second! hahahaha. pretty retarded la.

aaaaaannndddd the highlight of the week! phuket! phuket! i'm going to be flying off to phuket in a mere 6 hours! yay. can't wait can't wait. of course this means i'll be skipping lessons. but only a few!!! reallyreally. haha. but seriously, can i pass on this opportunity? it's phuket man! holidaaayyyyyy!

of course when i come back i hafta go to sch on the same day, so if u see me on wednesday, and i'm a zombie, jus shake me a little, and i'll be somewhat functional again. haha. friends, i shall try to get something from there for you. but if i don, will pictures be enough?? heeee.

byeeeeee!!!

22:44