i got this pic straight out from wendy's friendster ( i really hope she doen't read this). and i absolutely love it! haha. doesn't it just.makes.you.want.to.fall.in.love?!
sigh~

I am posting this so people will stop asking me how was the club experience.
ok picture this, we step in at around 10.30pm and it's rather empty, music blasting as how it would be in a club. funny incident one: this girl falls off her seat in front of us because she is totally drunk and needed a few people to help her up.
so, we find somewhere to sit and chat and i go on about how I can play better music than what the club was playing and I should have to party to prove it. qiuyan goes on about how she wants to become a bartender. watson listens to us crap as samuel seems fixated on his phone(which really sorta irritated me). The DJ stand starts spewing dry ice ( we call it 'the fog') and we stare at each other, rather horrified. me thinking, don't they use this like, in the bloody 70s?! we have yet to learn that the fog has its purposes. when we talk we have to scream at each other which was really tiring. samuel thinks i'm already drunk because I was crapping more than usual and threatened to take away my drinks many times. aha, I have to warn ya, dun take my drink away from me cos i turn nasty. Those two guys go on about how there are no decent looking girls around at all as the club fills up a little. Then, something disturbing, a group of very un-sexy bangladeshi men were trying to hook up some young hot girls right in front of us. really, i was disgusted. we all kinda were. so this was funny situation 2 where we make horrid jokes about the situation. here comes my first theory about the fog: to enable people to take cover when ugly people try to hook up with them. we expanded on it and another purpose was so that ugly people can get people to talk to them. A group of butches and their girlfriends come over and sat behind us, I can't decide if sam and wats were actually happy or sad. I didn't care, i was just wondering if the butches got in free as well.
Funny situation 3:Two girls started dancing (rather well, i must add) on the platform in the middle of the dance floor and it wasn't long before the a large group of bangladeshi men joined and surrounded them. the fog came, and the four of us went "run, run!!", egging them to use to fog to escape. they did after a while.
The DJ finally appears and i threathen to use to fog as cover to kill him and take his place. I still think the music sucks. Funny situation 4: i overheard some guy saying as he came into the club "Is this Banglah night?", you know, instead of Ladies night. At this point of time the blangadeshi men were just dancing by themselves on the platform, thinking that they're so sexy while everyone else on the dance floor stands a certain distance away from them. I spot a fillipino woman dancing somewhere near where we were sitting. all of them disppear (thank goodness) after a while. qiuyan says that's cos they have to get up early to work at the construction site tomorrow and i add that the fillipino woman had to wake up early and make breakfast and send the kids to school the next day. The place finally comes to life, the DJ was finally playing decent music, by my standards, and the dance floor gets packed. i try to make watson to ask some girl to dance. he says that they're all ugly. i say you can't see their faces anyway! I began another theory that no one's ever gonna ask any 4 of us to dance because we look like two couples. samuel says no one would ask me no matter what. thanks. however he thinks that some guy hanging round near us is going to ask watson soon and wats totally freaked out for a while. the guys started getting free drinks cos we ordered them. some really good dancers struting their stuff on the many platforms and people cheer. some were showing off really horrid moves. being the psychologist that i hope to become, i started studying human behaviour. Those people on the platforms are either people who think that they are very cool or horrid nerds. both desire attention. both think they can dance. one group can, another can't. the rest of the people on the dance floor are the normal people. a transversite gets on one of the platforms and most people just stare. i stared in horror. he or she was up there for a while and its so obvious cos she or he is bloody tall. i was seriously affected for a while. Qiuyan finally convinced me to go dance so I did, all the time praying for more fog to cover me and my spastic moves. One of the bartenders got up the bartop and danced a little. people cheered on people, very fun. Clubs should hire bartenders based on how cute they are. seriously. cos i think they are the ones that people pay most attention to. the only faces that are not bouncing up and down, not on the lookout. when they look at you, they look at you. get what i mean?
Then me mum starts calling frantically and (incidently) we decide to go home at 1.30am. I don't really want to think about what happens after we leave the place.
I can't believe that I managed to remember almost everything that went on in chronological order. this proves that i was not drunk at that time.

I was (actually) listening to the news on TV mobile on my way home today, and found out that American schools are starting to teach their kids chinese. haha. thats pretty funky. because apparantly china is the next big economy and of course thats true, no matter how much i hate to admit it. ok peeps like me who absolutely suck at chinese (somehow i know many who do), start freaking out.

I have my Fort Minor cd and I am happy.

Harry Potter totally rocks if you compare it with Just Like Heaven.
I don't know how people watch this without reading the book first cos if i didn't i would be totally confused. Partly cos there're like tons of new characters. I seriously dislike the way dumbledore is potrayed in this film. And its totally dark, i don't know how the kids would take it. All i know is, i wanna go to Hogwarts!! Gosh, muggle life is boring.

new cool word of the month! (at least for me anyway)
hus·tle Audio pronunciation of "hustle" ( P ) Pronunciation Key (hsl)
v. hus·tled, hus·tling, hus·tles
v. tr.

1. To jostle or shove roughly.
2. To convey in a hurried or rough manner: hustled the prisoner into a van.
3. To cause or urge to proceed quickly: hustled the board into a quick decision.
4. To gain by energetic effort: hustled a hot lunch.
5. Slang.
1. To sell or get by questionable or aggressive means: hustled stolen watches; hustling spare change.
2. To pressure into buying or doing something: a barfly hustling the other customers for drinks.
3. To misrepresent one's skill in (a game or activity) in order to deceive someone, especially in gambling: hustle pool.

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now that it's over,
i feel like i don't know what to do
cos there are so many things i want to do, i don't know where to begin
can't think, feeling light and floaty-ish.
haha, maybe i'm going nuts.
can you believe it, i saw this really cute hairband at Topshop today which i am now convincing myself that i have to get.
but it costs $13 and hello, its only a hairband. i'm gonna get me one.
Just Like Heaven is a okay movie.
predictable, a little cheesy, but still sweet.
maybe cos i'm a typical teenage girl i can never get sick of such movies.
nothing much happening after the exams yet...which is really sad.
i have no life.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, QIUYAN!!!!


yes yes, i got the date wrong, her birthday is actually on the 13th, which, incidently, has passed and i din realise...ha, er yeah, happy belated birthday. and now she threatening to track me down and kill me.

On another note, I saw a miracle today! There is actually a rainbow on my wall!! how amazing is that?! Its the part of the white wall below my window (where there is light), so its not exactly scientific law defying tho. Maybe it's been there everyday but i only discovered it now. Makes me think of bigger things than just studying, so now it's definately a distraction.

For some reason, blogger cant upload the pic i took of my rainbow-ed wall. so, if anyone wants to look at it, just ask when you actually see me.

some updates with the family plans: from today onwards I have cable vision. and so starts my constant mental battle to not rush out and switch on MTV for 24 hours until the 18th. the dudes have also booked the ? car in black.

In the midst of studying history, and this thought of me being communist comes to me again. yes, i think i'm communist. lets see...i attribute the origins of cold war to the fault of the americans, those 'almost' world war three were mostly their fault also. I was disgusted when i read about the disintegration of eastern europe and the actions of Boris Yeltsin. And i teared up as i read the video transcript following the collaspe of the soviet union. haha...plus, i insist that communism can work, only that Lenin was wrong in thinking that the whole 'capitalist' phase can be skipped. it probably can only come to use after, as Marx said, 'the fall of capitalism'. so yup, one day. One day when everyone becomes hopelessly selfish and become tired of competiton and er, society collaspes? (hmm, still quite a long way) Therefore i think the north korean efforts in trying to maintain whatever they are doing is useless and if Castro hasn't died, he should. I seriously think communism can work! just not now.

note to those who are planning to report me to the government and make me a political prisoner or send me in exile, don't take me seriously because you are reading the blog of someone who also suspect that Lenin and Trotsky must have been gay partners.

a levels suck.

well, everyone's been bugging me to make a new post. trust me, i have heard "huh? why still that video?" too many times... ( as for me, i'll never get sick of mike shinoda) fine, i'll make it a fast one.

everyone can't wait for the a levels to end, i mean, besides the people themselves who are taking the exam. for example,
1) the people over at orchard thinks that tt Christmas is already here. it's the official xmas light up today.
2) my dad is supposed to call the cable ppl so tt we can (finally) watch some MTV and stuff. this was supposed to happen when all the kids have gone to university. like hello? he's making arrangements now, like during my papers in front of me.
3)holiday planning is also supposed to start only after my exams! but tickets to Taiwan are already bought.
4)my dad is also waiting to get a new car. (where do these people get all that money from? oh ya...year-end bonuses. damn.)
5)magazines go on and on about prom nights and year-end parties.

then there's me...waiting...cos right after the exams, there are so many things to do immediately, like,
1) Harry Potter comes out on 17TH
2) Fort Minor CD comes out on 22ND (this would make the perfect birthday present for those who havent got me one. haha, but then again i am soo going to buy myself one the day it comes out)
3)there's ah qiu's birthday on the 23RD ( i think)
4)there's grad night and there's the shopping for grad night.

ok stop dreaming, back to the books! sigh.

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