Aww Kris <3

KRIS ALLEN'S BIRTHDAY PROJECT

Don't you think it's the cutest thing ever?

Omg, I can't believe I never knew Kris' bday.

King of Pop;

Goodbye Michael Jackson,
I will remember you for Thriller and that dance.
Hope life's better for you.
Regards):

Take it, bitchslutwhoreslapshitxsz.

You were born an original, don't die a copy.

- John Mason

P/s. http://www.people.com/people/article/0,,20285060,00.html

I'm famous on a Friday Night.

After 3 solid days of:
1. Having Sharkfins.
2. Having Bird Nest afterwards.
3. Hunting for a cab that uses a meter.
4. Navigating around to find a shopping centre.
5. Bargaining for a cheaper price for different goods.
I'm back!
I bet so many people missed me.

Okay, I will post pictures, if I have the time and energy.
I still have to resize it ya know.

I don't feel like blogging anymore, losing interest.
Bye.

"You're pissin your pants.
You're pissin your pants.
You're pissin your pants."
- Chuckie

The best for the last;

Greetings.
This is prolly my final post until I'm back.
And maybe the final post of my life.
If anything happens to me in Bk, don't miss me too much.
Haha, ego much.
But seriously, I am scared.
So yeah.

Anyways, the sleepover was awesome!
Though I went late..
I wuddent blog in details but, yeah.
Had toffees or wtv way you spell it.

Watch You Don't Mess With The Zohan!
It was pretty much about xxx, boners and old women.
Yes, old women.

We all cramped into a room, 2 mattresses, 3 sleeping bags.
I warned everyone that I fart in my sleep.
HAHA, but in the end, it wasn't me.
Idk who.

We played truth/dare, damn hilarious.
We recorded it too, but obviously not gna post it la.
So personal.
Gossip-ed a lot.
Slept at 330ish.

In the morning, had Tom Yum and Parte.
Heheh.
Alicia can't beat eggs.
Laugh My A** Off.
Then taxi-ed back home for Movie Making.

I don't wanna talk about it.
One word, awkwarddd.

Lastly, as I always do:


And, poor Shane:

Poor guy.
Aww.

Byeee.

Very-good-at-killing-boredom game site

www.y8.com




Yes, I am evidently, very bored.

G'DDAM BORED.

I am currently having a pimple outbreak.
Maybe I had it all along.
But yeah, pimples.

I'm blogging now cause I prolly wouldn't have time to later.
"Jane, can you not be so lazy.
We going holiday already, you still like that.
Can you please finish up your homework or not.
You always make me very upset leh.
Can you please go and chiong tmr?"
- Quoted from Mummy on 16/6/09

So, being a good and angelic girl.
I shall do it today.
As much as possible.

You know my mum always taps on my soft and kind spot.
She uses that tone of voice.
Which makes me feel guilty.
And I do whatever she says.
Darn.

I may change my playlist soon.
I'm starting to get sick of the songs.
Urgh, life sucks.


Look at my pretty nails.
I can't stand it, so nice.
HAHA, but the ends have kinda came off.
See what boredom does to me.
And yes, I am that unglam at home.
Yiting probably knows.
I remember there was once I was wearing some aloha floral shorts.
When I went to the MRT to pick her last year.
And she was laughing at it the whole day.

Gosh, I can't stand my sister's singing.
If I could record it and post it, I would.
It's so horrible, I think even the wood will crack.
Sorry, but I really can't stand it.

My mother can't sing, not even hum.
My sister hums/sings off pitch.
I think my dad was a rockstar.
He claims to be able to sing.
But all I hear is him screaming.

P/s I think fat people can sing.
SEE THAT'S WHY I CAN SING.
Cause we have big diaphragms.
BIG GIRLS YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL - Mika.

Peace outzz.

P/p/s Combined Choir on 27June at Bukit Timah.
Dammit man.