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:

i am so totally absolutely freakin' elated today. hah. just got the myvi and i forgot to release the damn handbrakes! i was fetching my brother to tuition when i commented at how slow the stupid buatan tempatan car is. *smacks forehead* now i just feel silly. only when i got home did i realise my mistake. i hurriedly hosed the tyres down and... voila! smoke!!! *kicks dog*

my trials arent exactly over yet, but the next few papers shouldnt be of too much concern. i dont think i've got the willpower to study anyway since the computer's already turned on. i had bio today and i spent the whole day yesterday on the computer. but fortunately, i didnt find bio as hard as chemistry. i did the same thing the day before my chem papers and got eff-ing slaughtered when i sat for the exam. so now, i've resigned myself to the fact that my chemistry: FAIL. whatever. the main thing now is that i cant believe one of my friend's already lost his virginity. LOL.

today, we had this question for one of my bio essay question: write a speech on the thinning of the ozone layer based on how it occurs and the effects it has on the earth (something like that). can you actually believe that some people actually did that? i know that the questions posing all these situations is just for show and that the main focus is on your answers. so i just wrote mine in point form; i didnt have much time left anyway. and to think there were people who went: "good morning ladies and gentlemen. today i would like to..." i just find it so silly. common sense! COMMON SENSE! biology exams test your knowledge on (duh) biology, not english. i dont think our teacher would even care if we wrote it like a speech or not. in fact, i dont think she would be able find the answers as easy. less marks for you then. muahaha

i want the new ipod nano! a canon EOS 50D! and a billion pounds sterling!

desperate times call for desperate measures.
who wants to rob a bank?

it's been seven years.
and many people seem to have forgotten.
let's not.

don't forgive, never forget.

i loathe studying so much right now that if it were a living, breathing, goddamn ugly thing, i would destroy it on sight.

my parents bought me a myvi in the end, and i received a scolding for not appreciating their gesture yesterday; another reason for me to feel like killing my worthless self right now. yea, go on and blame me - the disrespectful, spoilt, pathetic brat who depends on everyone for everyfuckingthing (source: MY DAD). whoever fucking asked them to go on blabbing about how they would be getting me that suzuki swift in the first place? so, of course i'd be disappointed.

which got me thinking: what the hell am i doing here? what is my goddamned purpose? i do not want a life like this, where i have to conform to so-called society norms. i do not want to depend on my parents like this anymore! i want to have my own life where I am the one in control. i do not want to face the pressure of having to get excellent grades, i mean, i could get average grades, but in the end, who gets the beatings? ME! i want to be more carefree and happy-go-lucky. i do not want to give a fuck about what other people think of me. i do not want to have to have the best things in life because i hate being so materialistic! what's the point? i'm going to die sooner or later anyway, so why not live life to the fullest RIGHT NOW? forget all the inhibitions. i want to burn some mosquitoes, plant a tree, travel the world, meet new people, fall in love, have kids, grandkids, help the needy, feed the hungry, save someone from a burning building, write a book, make a movie, build a skyscraper, fly to mars, discover aliens, invent the next big thing, find the cure to AIDS... so much, yet, i'm still here, studying my fucking brains out for yet another exam that's just so pointless in comparison to what life really is.