kristie's rlly redundant isnt she? always blog and then erh-hmm, so freaking short. and incomprehensible. and when she realises that people wont understand what's she's talking about, she becomes worried and throws in an even more redundant

"that doesnt really make sense, but WHO CARES"

hawhawhaw so cute.

okey friday was veryveryveryveryveryveryveryvery fun. times about 874592121 times the very. awww. sad to say today wasnt. because i dont knw, i felt that i was old and i couldnt laugh as much anymore. i dont knw luuuhhhhh. SHUT UP. IT'S JUST MOOD SWINGS, I GUESS. which happens to happen quite frequently recently. help.

bellebelle, i knw you tried, thanks (: and sorrry for all the bochap face, somehow it came out like that. grah. i'm surprised you're never mad at me for being like this. so great. hahahhhhh.

saturday was fun, though! i had qianhong in the morning, so i reached school at 12 pm, which was the second latest, but i was fashionably late, hello. and it proved my worth- everyone yelled "Coreen lai le!!" how more weida can you get?

supposed to be a dance day, so i threw on movable clothes like this fugly lime green tank top and my favourite jazz pants from Sonata (kristie's mom like it leh!) and slippers, but there's some vainpok named Sarah who actually wore black tank top and a SKIRT. ahhahahhh. crazy how to dance qianhong in a skirt. a mini skirt somemore. chei!

i have no comments on Chenlili's outfit. ahem.

bus came like half an hour late. grah. laoshi was pretty pissed. we all hated the bus uncle (:

WHAT THE HELL WE ARRIVED AT THE PLACE AND I KINDA YELLED OUT "I AM PUT OFF ALREADY, WHO WANTS TO GO TOWNING WITH ME" it was a temple, for goodness's sake. ah. with lotuses everywhere and Buddhas and the Swastika sign EVERYTHING CHINESE.

lift was always full, we took a stairs up to the dining hall, which was quite big, but was self service. which meant that we had to wash our own plates and cutlery. i was quite tickled by the idea of food, but when i came to the picking food part, i was turned off again. lol. there was no nicey stuffs. a lot of curry lentils and brinjals and eggplants and what nots ):

took this thingey which looked like a chicken wing and some pork thingey.
i promptly forgot i was in a Buddhist temple.
bit into this chicken wing and pulled-
the chicken wing unraveled into many layers.
my goodness!
it was made of dou fu pi!


HAHAHAHAHHHHHH! it was so funny, i couldnt stop laughing.
turns out the pork was made of flour. so cool.
laoshi aint a very clean eater. sarah washed her plate LOL. so wei qu.

make-upping was cool, as i did with my longtime make-up partner, who was so into Maybelline, everything was Maybelline. lipstick, mascara, gothic eyeliner, foundation, pink eyeshadow, everything maybelline.

why sarah, you think you worth it meh. choi.

joking. everything except Za blue eyeshadow which i'm fully getting and Loreal rosy blush.

and i loved her Dream Matte foundation can. it's like cream but it turned to powder. matte!

got to the hall and THERE'S THIS BEEG GOLD BUDDHA ON THE STAGE. aw.

performance was okey, except jingwei threw her fan to the audience and they laughed quite loud.

got back to nanyang. stupid bus uncle was late and he crashed the nanyang gate. glass broke onto xinni. wanted to back into the construction site and naomi cheryl bianca lianghui all screamed quite rudely to him to let us out because he just didnt want. he broke windows about two times. and still didnt let us off.

aw. we are so gna sue him, just watch us.

rushed to Fengshan CC! took a cab and kristie bluff me only what, three bucks. I PAID NINE BUCKAROOS hello kristabelle. not streetsmart ): the cabbie was so nice to me! lol he asked me who i voted for as that day was Polling Day, and i was so shocked can! i mean, do i look like 22 or something? and i politely told him i was 14. and he wanted to stop the damn taxi, hahahahhhh. i guess cos my mascara and eyeliner was still on. and i told him oh maybe because i got back from performance, i still had some makeup on. and he said i knew you were a dancer. and he started telling me that i was very talented, cos i'm both in cd and ballet yadayada, having performed in esplanade yada.

told me about his ex lover who was a dancer.

like i care, uncle.
but you're so cute (:
at least you brought me to Fengshan CC.
to my funky friend, kristie, who aint so funky at the moment.

having squeezed a squeaking purple thingey into my ear the moment i arrived.
who said "hi" to an old man out of randomness. i laughed quite hard.
who told everyone my unglam moment during lunch.
her shirt is nice. someday when i go to her house again i'll pretend to borrow it and she'll never see it again. its apple pink, not that sick highlighter pink, and it's roxy jammmmm!

worship was okey. there was one song we sang suring devotion time in phpps. hahahhhhhhh.

went back to her houseeeeee. where things got funkyyyyyy. i liked eating dinner with her family. her parents are not those siao ah kua who push food at you. there was one time i went to carrisa's house and her parents asked me to eat the ass prawn when i told them i was clearly seafood allergic okey.

her parents were nice. dinner was nice. except the part where she plopped ice cubed into my drink and spilled all over my hand.

then we went to her parent's room to watch a movie! and i got snuggly on the couch while she popped in I Not Stupid Too. ahahhaahhhh it was so funny that i laughed, so sad that i cried and had to lean over the grl for a tissue. and she kept looking for a tear drop again. bah.

played in her roooom later that night!

then i went homeeeeeeeeee. and my dad got ready a supper all out for me. actually it aint much because he had a portion himself, he stayed up to watch the election shite.

i stayed up with him too.
dad and me.

the end.