a photo can say a thousand things,

i actually wanna write a story out of the pictures below and make it my "very interesting blog entry." but, sometime went haywire in my brain and i have no more creative juice to use.

then, i actually decided to upload all the photos and do a simple photo-and-caption thing instead. but then, i realised something. THERE ARE HUNDRED PHOTOS! i would probably die before i can finish it.

so, i've decided. i shall only show those pictures that i look good in i like. X)

anyway, all photos are taken on friday the thirteen which was half-a-month ago. we were celebrating pei shan's birthday, in case there are any kaypohs out there wondering.


THE I-PODS: martin's ipod, rinna's nano, my shuffle. taken at kfc, where the three of us plus yvonne were having our dinner. actually, only rinna and i ate. the other two just watch. haha.



SEVENTEEN IN SPARKLERS: but everything was gone before pei shan could see it. sad.



THE BIRTHDAY GIRL: martin to pei shan really earnestly: ni hen xiang zai bai shen leh.



THE BIRTHDAY PRESENT #1: if you look closely, you'll realise that you can see the nipples of the doll. wahahahahahahahahahahhahaa.



THE BIRTHDAY PRESENT #2: but in case you're blind, we have this picture of martin with the doll topless! (the doll i mean, not martin.)





THE NAKED GUY: but martin did went topabless, albeit briefly. haha. (bottom to top: giggle, laughs, lets be cool.)



RINNA'S ASS: yvonne took this. i've absolutely nothing to do with it, i swear. haha.



MARTIN'S -COUGHS: yvonne again. i've absolutely nothing to do with it, i swear.




THE GOOD AND THE BAD: we were supposed to take picture of each other taking each other picture. sounds complicated, but i'm sure you're smart enough to figure it out. so anyway, my side turned out nice, yvonne's side turned out shitty. meaning one thing of couse, either pei shan's camera is not as good as mine or i'm a better photographer than yvonne. hehe. =X



THE RED GIRLS: besides being really short, me and pei shan also happened to wear red on that day. we are just so damn compatible.



THE "MY LEGS LOOK SO DAMN GOOD HERE" PICTURE: my legs look so damn good here. 'nuff said. XD



THE POWER OF ILLUSION: oh look! PEI SHAN IS TALLER THAN MARTIN! wahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.




IT'S NOT YOU, IT'S ME: either rinna's too tall for a girl, or martin's too short for a guy. either way, we solved it by asking rinna to sit. smart kids, we all are.




THE GIRLS: girlies forever!




THE PARTNERS-IN-CRIME: we planned this. =D



WHAT COULD HAVE BEEN: martin's supposed to raise his middle finger while we gather around him, looking really shocked. but thanks to him, all we succeeded is looking really idiotic.



THE CUTIES: yvonne and pei shan look so damn cute together.




THE YEO'S GIRLS: advertising for yeo's, i presume. (one was taken from yvonne's view, the other from mine.)







THE PHOTOGRAPHERS (for most of the time, anyway): me and yvonne. me and yvonne. me and yvonne. me and yvonne. me and yvonne. lol.


(btw, i took one picture with rinna. but i look kind of cock-eyed there, so that picture shall not see the light of this blog. hee.)






THE CLICK FIVE: we rock so much, it hurts.

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one other photo that i also want to put up:


06S301 @ MACDONALDS: justine. jazreel. timmo. susanto. ze xuan. christina. ME. haha.

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and oh, MY IPOD MIRACUOUSLY HEALED ITSELF! THANK HEAVENS! beams.


happy early cny, btw. gimme all ya ang pows! hehe.


but it can't say the million things that i want to say.

come mr. dj,


MY BELOVED I-POD IS SPOILT. sigh. heaven knows how am i going to cope with it. that thing has played such a major part in my life for the past year that i couldnt imagine life without it. WHAT WOULD I DO DURING THOSE RIDES TO SCHOOL?

AND, i swear, if i hear another word about rio ferdinand's last minute goal from my countless man u fans, i WILL KILL. and if anybody dares to mention about andy roddick's exit, I WILL KILL TOO. gah.

an really nice blog entry is coming up, btw. stay tuned for it. and oh, i need some songs. can you be a sweetheart and come and ask me what songs i need whenever you see me online? pleeeeaaaaaaseeeeeeeee?

btw, the one of the purposes i'm blogging is because it has been nearly TWO weeks since i last updated. and i dont want people to think i've died or something, yeah? the other is because i realise, unlike my fellow jc peers out there, i havent been talking alot about my school. or my OH. or my class. so, here it is:










SIX WORDS: MJ ROCKS. CASTOR ROCKS. 06S301 ROCKS.


won't you turn the music up?

i drive these brothers crazy,


one fine sunny day last year, the clean freak inside me decided to spring clean my room! and to start off the cleaning process, the clean freak inside me decided to throw away my ancient philips hi-fi set!

then, on one not-so-fun rainy day this year (i.e. today), the clean freak inside me decided to spring clean my room (no, not again. it's just that i havent finish cleaning.)! and to start off the cleaning process, the clean freak inside me decided to arrange my CDs! and that's when the freak inside me realised...





SHIT! I LEFT A WESTLIFE CD INSIDE THE ANCIENT PHILIPS HI-FI SET THAT I THREW AWAY!

sigh. i need new brains. i really do.


BUT, as the old saying goes "misery loves company." and so, let me tell you another story.

one not-so-fine rainy day this year, the throw-away freak inside my brother decided to throw away his wardrobe since he is getting a brand-new wardrobe!

after some time has passed, the freak inside my brother realised something:





SHIT! I LEFT MY ENTIRE UNDERWEAR COLLECTION IN THE WARDROBE I THREW AWAY!

that coming from a psle 262er, a dunmanian, a victorian, a ntu-ian, an ex-mensa member. THANK HEAVENS. THERE IS HOPE FOR US ALL.


i do it on the daily.

come on, come on,


NEWSFLASH:

i'm in love!
i'm in love!
i'm in love!
i'm in love!
i'm in love!
i'm in love!

ahhhh. with whom?, you may ask.

well... giggles.















nobody, actually.

it's just that the accidentally in love song is kind of stuck in my head now, so yeah.

which brings me to the topic of my jc. (in case you're wondering what's the connection, accidentally in love is the song for the couple dance of my jc.)

and, gee, my jc is so darn cute that no words can express how i feel about it. alternatively, of couse, you can choose to believe that i'm so lazy that i cant even be bothered to think of words that can express how i feel about it. ha.

but, seriously, my jc is cute lah. or maybe it's just my house. or maybe it's just my group. or maybe it's just me. =D

shall elaborate in person next time.


we were once upon a time in love.

and they're watching us,


let us all usher in the new year by looking back at the past year, shall we? not that there is anything nice to look back on, of course. save for the fact that, WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, liverpool were crowned european champions in what was probably the nicest football match to be shown live ever.

but besides that, there's really nothing nice to look back on. chelsea won the epl. brad and jen broke up. chad and sophia broke up. keane and ferguson broke up. i couldnt bear to go on any more. AND as if it couldn't get any worse, we had to go through hell (a.k.a. the 'o' levels) just so we can start studying something new all over again. sigh. what's there nice to look back on?

so let's look ahead, shall we? then again, what's there nice to look ahead to? we're getting old. AND OH, LOOK! SCHOOL IS STARTING IN TWO DAYS TIME!

sigh.


as we all fly away.