Garden of Eden

Bluak. There's a few things I never want to eat. It's sometimes a little ironic because me myself always complain that Kevin does not finish his vegetables. And I'll go, "Whats the point of ordering a vege pizza if your REMOVING all the onions and capsium?!" ( I believe Kev meant capsicum ) like a naggy B, before ending my lecture with "don't be so picky with your food,
spoilt brat".

But I for one, CANNOT stand char koey teow. Consider it something like... an allergy. Coz everytime it's eaten, I feel like puking. And I finally did a few hours ago, accelerated by Mie's fresh orange juice. Oops, there goes everything I've consumed down the sink. Sorry =/

Also, I FEAR expensive and high end dining places. I feel extremely lucky to have not agreed to buffet at jogoya, be it escargos or not. Doubly lucky for being able to laugh at Joven for coughing up RM78++ haha! I knew very well, its not as if Mandy hasn't tried drag me to japanese buffets at all. Yeah, she tried all right =P. So I'll make it this way, first visit to Planet Hollywood was ice-water-only-please-thank-you-very-much. Period XD.

I must say, Albert's personal messages are quite disturbing at times. Some are;

- do people regard being greeted with a 'Hi' in msn trophies to be kept and displayed, but not replied. Or something to that
effect.

- May Cho ( yes, the gunman ) and the others rest in peace. It's everyones fault.

I mean, even I sometimes felt that he is being left out, let alone himself. But what can I do? Haih, I try treating everyone in a friendly manner. Instead things are filled with hipocrisy and the so called silent-war continues among us classmates. Whatever la, have it your way people. I want no part in this. Nothing in NEITHER party, that is.

I already feel better after some medicine =). Now back to Mie's juice.

I am not happy with my results. Holidays are ending. It looks like we would soon be working our asses of doing past years the next month, before enduring the torturous A2 examination. And then only comes... the (temporary) break. So not happy at all.

Others have already garnered their nicknames like Oxford boy, Cambridge boy, Imperial girl, LSE crowd. I really hope its NTU for me, not asking too much right? =/. Mom says I should be living alone, yay! Something which I have been looking forward to, but lets see how things turn out first.

On a day I slept 16 hours, I had a dream marathon. I know sleeping for so long isn't all healthy, but 6 hours for the past few days is a good reason for such compensation. Anyway, one dream of note would be of Mrs. Lim. Now of all people, why the devilish wicked witch from the seventh floor of hell you ask? Because in that time, she was especially nice in telling me it is OK to score D for Maths. It is OK to score a 57. It is OK because the last questions of paper 3 and paper 4 were extremely hard, and we aren't expected to answer it. ....I deserve a smack, for putting her in such good light. She even admitted she wasn't a good teacher and poor us suffered too much. A dream is only a dream afterall -_-''.

I so happen to graze my knee. Moments later I felt blood oozing out. It didn't feel painful, but I was definitely hurt. Strange, huh? Apparently, its because only my oh-so exterior blood vessel was ruptured without affecting any receptors...swt. I suppose we do collide sometimes, just not known to ourselves.

Haih, tennis in a few more hours. Coach called in advance to request I spar with Chow at 9 am sharp ( don't I every week, and since when time has been on Coach's list ), then pan mee for lunch, go home and sleep. Pretty much routine. Gee gee gee.

Here comes a very relieving two weeks holidays. Haaaaaaaaah, plenty is finally let out. Everything seemed done, if not so nicely. But I think I really shouldn't bother anymore, or so I'm told. Very nearly walking away mith my mind set on university life, I forgot that I still owe several peeps. Perhaps after A2 would I head to that Hilton buffet, lunch at chilli's or probably never. I don't know. In fact, there is so much I don't know, I might fail my life. What is left unspoken are like empty holes, just like those blanks left in exam papers. Ish, looks like failing physics seems inevitable.

No regrets returning to my alma mater for canteen day. Contrary to what others might think, it was actually a lot of fun. The people that I met back was fun, so to speak. First up was Dhinesh, one that I'm not really close with but still the conversation keeps flowing in. Its funny, I feel more comfortable talking to him than some of my current classmates. And there was Wai Sum, my chinese confidante at the school's corporation. Some time was spent catching up, just like old times. He also said that I've upgraded myself, in terms of looks and speech. Even Jancie said I kept my 'figure', unlike many that get bloated upon graduation. Huahuahua, everyone loves compliments, dont they? Why thank you =). I think its gonna be quite a while till we meet again, but nevertheless good luck to Wai Sum for A2 and Dhinesh with his erm...hot chick! XD

How to Save a Life has been my phone alarm for nearly a year and a half now. Its ironic people only notice recently how good that song is. Well, you didnt acknowledge it then but later proclaimed how nice that song is. I just cant help thinking I've been taken for granted, you know? I have a lot that I believe in. You can't question something about me and then say, oh you were right about it. It doesn't work that way, baka -_-.

Keane's lyrics are quite fitting as to what I have in mind now. Like how bibi had pointed out, I no longer adore Kingdom Hearts. I forgot how FF10-2 ended, and have yet to complete KH2. To come to think of it, I was a gamer, I was always chatting online, I go out more often and is always ever so passionate about tennis. Nuh-uh, it hasn't been like that in a while though. I felt it, suddenly it all means a little nothing to me. Never put it back on me because you too have changed.

Boo. I'm probably turning my sleeping hours around to finish Naruto asap. I've done 50 episodes in three days, and you say I don't treat you nice enough? Hpmh, how dare you! Ish, be patient larh, it will soon fall into your hands. Soon that is, which spans anything from a week to two, in this case. Hehe.

So this is it. Have things your own way, but I have the right to be equally selfish. Keep your eyes open, and I won't be pictured.