Beautiful Disaster.

Hello, friendoes. I am not going to be writing here often cause:

1. WordPress is killing me. Don’t use this. I mean like there are the upsides and downsides but I hate it. Yes all of it. Except my theme (: Haha. And maybe the posting…
2. I’ve moved to Xanga. It’s more lovable, compared to this. The possibility of using LiveJournal is still lingering in my head but it’s rather messy so I’m still considering.
3. I’m not writing here today cause I am sad. Gweg oh Gweg, my life is hard. Decisions, decisions. Tsk
4. It’s www.xanga.com/ontherooftopsx . Take note of the x behind. (sad smile)
5. No rainbow for you.

Note to self: Must get my Nylon on Monday, and be back for ANTM finale (I. Can’t. Wait!) @ 8pm.

I’m becoming a couch potato. I had like, this ANTM Cycle 9 marathon for I’m not sure how many hours straight on Channel V and now I’m about to begin my Gossip Girl marathon. Which is not good cause I don’t want my skin grafted onto the couch. Like that woman who didn’t get off her couch for six years and died. And her skin was grafted onto the couch. Ew.

Semis on 31^st May, finals on 1^st June. Waaaay to ruin my Brisbane plans? Thank you very much, not. I’m in a really bitchy mood now. I shall now amuse myself with Blair and her bitchiness. Yay, my faaaave. Oh: y’know, there’s this thing about Hazel that makes me want to slap her. No idea why though. It’s like those wimpy guys you see in the hallways and go, shit, he makes me wanna beat him up. And then you go up to him and slam him into his locker. When you haven’t even had exchanged 2 sentences with him yet, not even once in your whole entire life.

I could get used to this life. What with all the Tee Vee watching and the computer using. And the magazine flipping. Ah, my school life sitch got jinxed, right after I told you it was all fine and swingy.

I went out to grab some eye drops for my eyes (hint, fatigue.), consequence for watching too much teley, and my eyes were just super red and puffy, like I was suffering from a horrible break up and some major break down session. Plus I had to walk across the ever greasy prata granite floor (at the Prata House) with my eyes half open cause it hurt just trying to open them but anyway, back to the point. It hurt, like a lot x1000000000 and I had to squint at the regular cashier guys and I don’t even remember if I gave them the correct change. Saturday night, and this is what happens to me. Whatever.

I never liked Eye Mo but I’m getting used to it now. It feels fricking cool on your eyeballs man they just cool off the stingy feeling. Awesome.  

So much more to discover, with the flick of the switch, do you realise?

No, apparently not.

Mondaaaaaaay: Iron Man and What Happens In Vegas, 2 movies in a row with the usual people and off to Wisma Atria with the girls for Girly Shopping (!). Can’t can’t wait! Yeah, I know.

Small talk, yeesh.

I can’t believe I’m saying this but the best two words of the English language this week is: CHACE CRAWFORD. Oh, and lets not forget, Gossip Girl.

I NEED TO PRINT FUCKING THIRTY, REPEAT, THIRTY, SURVEY SHEETS TO INTERVIEW PEOPLE HANDWRITTEN ABOUT BOY GIRL RELATION SHIPS. AND I CANT MSN THE CONVOS. THIS IS SO STUPID. AND IF THATS NOT STUPID ENOUGH, I HAVE TO DELIVER THEM PERSONALLY TO THE SPH OFFICE. BY FRIDAY. AND AND AND, ONE FRICKING SURVEY SHEET IS. FOUR. FUCKING. PAGES.

Blonde is Rohit and Brisbane is me. Haha, he wants to work out and impress SOMEONEEE.

I’m Blonde but I ain’t stupid says:

my woman?

I’m Blonde but I ain’t stupid says:

who’s that?

Brisbane. says:

I said, I HEARD IT FIRSTHAND FROM YOUR CONFIDANTE

Brisbane. says:

Y’KNOW, THE PERSON YOU CONFIDE IN.

I’m Blonde but I ain’t stupid says:

confidante means my woman

Brisbane. says:

OH.

I’m Blonde but I ain’t stupid says:

lolz

Brisbane. says:

RIGHT.

I’m Blonde but I ain’t stupid says:

and who’s that?

Brisbane. says:

No, that’s fiancé.

I’m Blonde but I ain’t stupid says:

i can prove it ta ya…

I’m Blonde but I ain’t stupid says:

http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/confidante

I’m Blonde but I ain’t stupid says:

go look at this… and proven wrong

Brisbane. says:

NO LAH BODOH

Brisbane. says:

 Confidant; especially: one who is a woman

I’m Blonde but I ain’t stupid says:

one who is a woman

I’m Blonde but I ain’t stupid says:

okay..

Brisbane. says:

Especially. Not definitely.

I’m Blonde but I ain’t stupid says:

i was slightly wrong…

Brisbane. says:

That’s a whole lot of difference, y’know.

I’m Blonde but I ain’t stupid says:

lolz..

I’m Blonde but I ain’t stupid says:

waseva

I’m Blonde but I ain’t stupid says:

i ‘m going down (as in downstairs)

Brisbane. says:

Can y’see especially in italics! Haha

I’m Blonde but I ain’t stupid says:

sorry… missed it out. you win. i lose.

Brisbane. says:

AS ALWAYS. *this is the part where I smirk at my computer screen*

Brisbane. says:

Hey I’ve spent 14 years devoting my time to the English language. What d’you expect?

Brisbane. says:

Haha.

I’m Blonde but I ain’t stupid says:

lolz..

I’m Blonde but I ain’t stupid says:

i get my language from teee vee..

I’m Blonde but I ain’t stupid says:

haha

Brisbane. says:

Haha

I’m Blonde but I ain’t stupid says:

PRAVZ vocab six

Brisbane. says:

YEAH, AND Y’KNOW WHAT: I’M GOSSIPGIRL! *insert sarcasm*

I’m Blonde but I ain’t stupid says:

shh…

Brisbane. says:

SIX?

I’m Blonde but I ain’t stupid says:

sux*

Brisbane. says:

HAHA

Brisbane. says:

OKAY, YOU GOTTA GO.

I’m Blonde but I ain’t stupid says:

yeah

Brisbane. says:

GO, NOW.

I’m Blonde but I ain’t stupid says:

byee!

I’m Blonde but I ain’t stupid says:

Tomorrow…

Brisbane. says:

YES?

I’m Blonde but I ain’t stupid says:

i’m gonna be macho man…

chhyeah, right. : D Let’s see you do that. Ha, joke.

That Janice Dickinson is crazy, but I still love her. : D  the episode where she jumped into the fountain? Trouble with a T. Poor Peter.

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8:42pm

Perched innocently (and with poise) on the patio studiously/feverishly/fervently writing notes and feeling the zeal for All Things English.

What a long sentence. Whoo.

Word of the day: Discombobulated.

Meaning: Completely confused.

Usage: Stupid Justin was totally discombobulated over Jiejing’s supremely smart comeback, of course, all in several long sentences joined together. Jiamin burst out laughing as Jiejing gasped for air at the effort (of saying the supremely long sentence).

At least, that is what I like to think.

But really, it did happen. Only, Justin wasn’t totally discombobulated. He just looked like he didn’t get it. Or rather slightly discombobulated. Haha.

Does that count?

Coolios. I feel Powerful. Good sign, good sign.

xxx

PortiaJiejing.

11:21pm

At home, listening to Dance Floor Anthem happily.

Okay, this is absurd.

Vati comes home with Bundaberg Ginger Beer and guess what? It’s made in Australia. My family is officially in the BRISBANE mood. Brisbane, to Brisbane! Beaches, shopping, hot guys, fabulous hotel, what’s not to like? Too bad I’m missing out on The Click Five concert to go to Brisbane. ):

Australia! : D I have waited 7 years. I can now finally, finally(!) add that extra chop to my passport. Haha.

June holidaaaaays baybehh.

Life is too short to wake up with regrets.
So love the people who treat you right.
Forget about the ones who don’t.
Believe everything happens for a reason. If you
get a second chance, grab it with both hands.  If it
changes your life, let it.  Nobody said life would be easy,
they just promised it would be worth it.  

- Thank you, Sarah Gray (:

Running through the monsoon

Beyond the world ‘till the end of time

Where the rain won’t hurt

Fighting the storm into the blue

And when I lose myself I think of you

Together we’ll be running somewhere new

Through the monsoon just me and you

(Aww, sweet. J)

A half moon fading from my sight

I see your vision in its light

But now it’s gone and left me so alone

I’ll know I have to find you now

Can hear your name and don’t know how

Why can’t we make this darkness feel like home?

THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU, KAI KAI. TOKIO HOTEL IS THE BOMB. : D loveeee it very much, even though I’m not reeelly into Germany. BILL! BILL! BILL!

HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAYS TO ME. Rahr, being 14’s my favourite age, so i’mma live this year happily and the way I want. No bitch’s gonna get in my way. THIS IS MY YEAR I TELL YOU. I only get to be fourteen once.

Rohit said the guys think I’m less bitchier then last year. Grrreat Mmm, but that may be due to the fact I started off 2008 as an emotional wreck. Super way to start off the year. Ah, well I’m over it. Over everything that’s holding me back. Mommy has always been telling me I needs ta lets goes. There you have it. Meet the new me.

That’s probably why I’m so highhhh.

Jiamin twinnie, ily Spaducks, spaducks! Get high in class, yo. <3

(I’m keeping Praveen’s and Rohit’s secret. Haha. As long as it doesn’t go worldwide.) 

BILL KAULITZ FOR PRESIDENT!

1.      Lindsay “leggings” Lohan has finally found her calling: she’s putting out a line of her own leggings! She said, “They’ll have designs. Some of them will have prints and some will have patterns.” And all of them will look like crap. Awesome! 

2.      Lindsay may have been tricked into getting nude for her New York Magazine shoot. The photographer led her to believe the photos would only be seen in a museum or in his book. Instead, they’re being circulated to about 5 million people. Oops.  

Lindsay is so wasted! ): ): ): Ugg. Oh, and somehow, how come I didn’t know she had an album in 2005? Omg. Oh shite. Lindsaaaay ): Oh no.