Thanks to the fugly mother *%$#-ing bitch i have a bruise on my thigh.

Thanks.

LOL.

Todola, YP ,Blur and myself went to watch….HSM3. Yes that show where no one can really act, not much of a plot and lots of singing. And yeah. The too perfect looking to be true, Zac Efron a.k.a Troy Bolton.

Rushed down to Cine straight after work and met Blur and Todola. Prior to meeting them i had a run in with the most ass-wiping fugly moronic excuse for a woman. She tapped her card and moved forward. But apparently, the reader didn’t read her card and i had already tapped mine so she was hesitating and moving back and forth . In the end i was almost hit in the crotch by the barrier or whatever they call it. OMFG!! Thank god i no longer have a fat ass. If not my fat ass will become flat.

Then we had Kobayashi. Eunice apparently saw Long Kang or his actual initials YC, Bell’s mysterious BF. WTF. Diddn’t wait for me . LOL.

Oh. And then YP, the ever busy designer, made her grand arrival.

After the show went to the washroom to wash our hands. And i was standing there then this MOTHER*%$#ing, faggot looking, brainless AH LIAN whose head is held upright with helium just shoved me aside.SHOVED!! Bloody brainless. TSK TSK. Go get a brain if you are so rich.  ERGH!!!

Ok. Meeting the girls cept for YP and Nat for Nashran’s gathering later.

Meanwhile.. Enjoy.

LOL. Vik introduced this song. Pretty nice to listen too.

Ok. I have not been updating my blog for quite sometime as my laptop went kapoof* and i saved my password on firefox. So i couldn’t log into my wordpress. Nonetheless, i got my lazy ass moving and reset-ed my password.

For the past 1 mth plus i had been slaving away at a law firm for my internship. Actually, it’s more like part slaving and part pretending to be slaving. The office is preety slack. They don’t care what you wear to the offic. It’s always dress down Friday for us but i try not to dress so slack coz my boss is a bit of the fierce kind. The other lawyers don’t care. They are pretty slack.

Approximately 1 more month to go and approximately 21 days till Nat will be back. Lol.

I’m swarmed with assignments and exams are round the corner

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I miss nat already..

Hurry up and wait
So close, but so far away
Everything that you’ve always dreamed of
Close enough for you to taste
But you just can’t touch

You wanna show the world, but no one knows your name yet
Wonder when and where and how you’re gonna make it
You know you can if you get the chance
In your face as the door keeps slamming
Now you’re feeling more and more frustrated
And you’re getting all kind of impatient waiting

We live and we learn to take
One step at a time
There’s no need to rush
It’s like learning to fly
Or falling in love
It’s gonna happen and it’s
Supposed to happen that we
Find the reasons why
One step at a time

You believe and you doubt
You’re confused, you got it all figured out
Everything that you always wished for
Could be yours, should be yours, would be yours
If they only knew

You wanna show the world, but no one knows your name yet
Wonder when and where and how you’re gonna make it
You know you can if you get the chance
In your face as the door keeps slamming
Now you’re feeling more and more frustrated
And you’re getting all kind of impatient waiting

When you can’t wait any longer
But there’s no end in sight
when you need to find the strength
It’s the faith that makes you stronger
The only way you get there
Is one step at a time

KYLE PTRICK IS HERE!

HERE!

On SINGAPORE SOIL!

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Okay.

I better stop.

I’m getting obssessed to the point of no return.

Aishah feels like ripping her spoiled kidneys out and feeding it to the dogs.And replacing hers with theirs.

Sick thought.

But what the heck.

I’m beginning to get sick of people treating me like as if i’m a perfectly normal person just like everyone else.

Unless they don’t know me maybe.

I don’t really blame friends or outsiders.But family members?

They expect me to be the same as i was before.

Hello!!!

Reality check.

I am now classified as a SICK PERSON WHO REQUIRES DIALYSIS.

STOP comparing me with other people who DO NOT REQUIRE DIALYSIS.

Why do i need  to keep on cleaning up the room? I’m sick of hearing the room is messy. You haven’t seen my friends’ rooms yet. So stop comparing. So what if other people’s daughters my age are helping their mums with houseworkblah, blah,blah. I have dialysis every other day. You say you people are also tired. Your kind of tired id different from mine. You try doing your usual stuff everyday and then go for dialysis for 4 hours. You try that then if you are still energetic and can do all the housework then you can say all that to me.

Pissy

Whenever people ask me this question, “How are you?” I’ll be stumped and not know how to answer them. Should i answer like how it is or answer “i’m the same”. It’s always the latter. Yes, I may look fine on the outside. maybe even positively healthy, radiant and full of life. However, in actual fact, I don’t feel the same. I envy those who are perfectly healthy and not scarred for life where they get to do whatever they want and wear whatever they want and also be so ahead in life. My dreams of continuing my law studies and work my way to be a Public Prosecutor has been drained out like all the blood that has been sucked out of me.

Now i’m working towards being a teacher. I hope that the teaching profession would welcome me. Even though it’’s not my first option as a career, it’d have to do as the first option has been snuffed out. All i can do now is try to stay this way and work to repay my parents especially my mum for all that they’ve done and sacrificed for me.

Relationships for me are limited to friends and family members. Others don’t matter. People have been asking me ” Don’t you want to get married?” Well, to tell you the truth, that is not going ti happen, even if it is rhetorical question. My aim is just to make money. And besides, like i said before. Which guy in the right mind would fall for a girl so imperfect and full of burdens? I know if i’m a guy, i’d find other options. I’ve never been truly in the thing you call love so i shan’t comment.

For now, I’m contented with my unrealistic crush on KYLE PATRICK<3