<body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar.g?targetBlogID\x3d7505794400970216182\x26blogName\x3dthe+occasional+psychobabble\x26publishMode\x3dPUBLISH_MODE_BLOGSPOT\x26navbarType\x3dBLUE\x26layoutType\x3dCLASSIC\x26searchRoot\x3dhttps://theoccasionalpsychobabble.blogspot.com/search\x26blogLocale\x3den_GB\x26v\x3d2\x26homepageUrl\x3dhttp://theoccasionalpsychobabble.blogspot.com/\x26vt\x3d-6216843441619599743', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script>

Bits and Pieces

Hello. Welllll, there isn't much to know about me. In other words, don't ask. Hey, but if you really want to know, one word: psychopath.. Anyways... I'm just another one of those bloggers out there, blogging about how crappy life is, etc. Pathetic, is it not? Life.

boys' day out.

i still do not understand how i could be driving that fast. chun kit and seumas were struggling to catch up. and it's wasnt even a race.

chun kit, seumas, u-wen and i were going to queensbay for a day out because we deserve it SO SO SO badly. you ought to know that three weeks of exams can do wonders to your mental well being. sarcasm aside, since chun kit and i could drive already, things were made so much easier. i fetched seumas and u-wen since they were on the way. no need to get our parents involved, yi-pee. anyway, chun kit was not sure he knew the roads to queensbay so seumas got out and into his car when we met at the gas station. i then (so-called) zoomed off to fetch u-wen. *vroom vrooom* they were so unbelievably slow! lagi said i drove fast when u-wen didnt find my driving fast at all... take that!

anyway, after buying movie tickets. we then went for lunch at paddington's pancakes and we talked about my crisis - chun kit said i was stupid, seumas implicated how rich he is and u-wen was speechless, as usual. (in some dumb blonde texan accent) thanks for the advice, guys! i love ya'll! want some chicken of the sea?

*rolls eyes*

rollerblading wasnt really that enjoyable, honestly. i have painful abrasions on my shins. i also fell three times, HARD. i think i even did a flip in the process of one of my falls just so i could avoid some little preteen(-looking) girl. and i have to tell you, preteens are such, what's the word, wannabes nowadays. some of them really just dress too inappropriately for their age. i mean, tube tops and cowgirl boots/hats? boys dont have it that bad, i just cringe when some commit fashion faux pas. eeek, vests and pants with strips of material hanging. seriously, when i was 12, i was still at home, spending my afternoons (both weekdays and weekends) chomping on bickies and watching cartoons and frankly, that's how i got fat. i'm not saying preteens should hang out more often just so they can avoid ending up like my preteen self though. urgh, whatever, i'm just going to start a fight next time.

so what, i'm a rock star wat. haha.



the other boleyn girl was quite an interesting film. ignoring the really sex-ed up dresses and seumas' calf muscle cramp in which both i took secret delight in witnessing, natalie portman did a really good job. scarlett johansson was not that bad too, although she could have been more convincing in her character's emotions. unsurprisingly, dear chun kit thought the movie was all fiction. well, it was based on a fictional novel but the people were real and some of the events that were in the movie did happen as well, albeit overtly dramatised. english history is really so interesting. gosh, russian history too. it's amazing. from this i myself can deduce that i am so totally into the social sciences, which i unfortunately cannot pursue. firstly, because there still exists a small but distinct stereotyping mindset that only women are more suited for this kind of career. secondly, honestly, it does not pay very much. i personally do not give a damn, but circumstances would dictate otherwise. sigh. SIGH... why is life as such?

in actuality, the main reason we arranged to hang out in queensbay was *drum roll please!* for the haagen-dasz buffet!!! well, in all my hysteria and fanaticism, i did not read the "Available from Monday to Friday only" in the email, only to realise my carelessness a tad too late. again, WHY IS LIFE AS SUCH??? we still went for ice-cream there in the end. i mean, live life like there's tomorrow right? and just totally ignore the impending economic recession too! *bitchslap*

we concluded our outing after ice-cream accompanied by a noisy discussion about our school teachers. so, fittingly, this entry is dedicated to:
  • tharm bee bee
  • chin wee kem
  • tan hsiu hua
  • elizabeth aw
  • mr na
  • oon kim booy
  • kong mei yuet
  • ooi gaik chang
  • beh gaik eng
  • loh siew lee
  • lim hock chai
  • cheam cheng sooi
  • lim kean pin
  • poh chai see
  • mrs goh
  • ong chin hua
  • suntheren gopal
  • h'ng mee ang
  • ooi cheong chin
  • mr ho
  • and all our other notorious teachers

holidays next week. bwahahaha.

You can leave your response or bookmark this post to del.icio.us by using the links below.
Comment | Bookmark | Go to end
  • Anonymous Anonymous says so:
    29 September 2008 at 17:55  

    AWWWW...didn't get to eat your buffet. Too bad. HEEHEE.
    Ok, fine. The reason why I am sneering like this is because my mum just turn my request for ice cream down.

    Cheers.

    From, guess which DIRTY bitch? top