A life TOO ordinary..

Well, I think this song title totally reflects my situation at the moment. The magic moment arrived and after much procrastination, I finally muster enough guts to check my results at 2.. and WTF!!! They released at 3.. *I thought it was 9* So anyway, I checked it at around 5... *phew*. I didn't get my D for 4202.. *PHEW*

So now, I can officially pass with Merit. And momma is not too satisfied cos' she thinks I should go on while she can still afford it. and so the question is.. Should I stay or should I go... If I stay, I don't have to worry about finding a job for a year, but I have to work my blardeee arse off to NOT get third class.. and if I go, I need to start looking for a job and wave goodbye to my academic life..which can be good..

SO anyway.. I have till Thursday to consider cos' I am going back to NUS for lunch.. and to either order my graduation gown or to withdraw my file for graduation.


Sidenote: I'm sure some of you must have watched the hilarious, ultra-entertaining 'Takgiu' short film and now the guy is selling the T-shirt for like $12.. I am considering getting one for myself tho' I am no soccer fan.. So anyone interested, maybe we can bulk order yeah?

I don't know, I 've been having this craving for dessert.. some kind of ice cream.. Not the Gelato kind.. but they sinful, full of chocolate, wafer, fudge, cookies, strawberries, blueberries, CHERRIES kind of ice-cream, or should I call it sundae? SO anyway, to satisfy my cravings, I went down to MacDonald's to get a cup of Strawberry Sundae... I wanted the one served in the cone with a wafer stick sticking out, topped with strawberries stuff, SO anyway, they took it off the menu and I had to settle for Strawberry Sundae.. and that did not satisfy my craving.. and I think the cone thing I had in mind won't do a good job either... and I feel so... .... empty.. Not knowing what exactly I want.. DAMNIT... *the trivias that bother slackers..*

SO anyway, my cravings aside.. Mo, my BFSW handed me the baton-thingy.. haven't he been reading my entries?? I dislike (read: loath) running or anything that SOUNDS like running.. but oh well, anything for my BFSW friend..*and that better be mutual, Mo*

Total volume of music files on my computer

• None in my PC since it crashed a couple'ol week ago...
• 212 MB-87 file-2 folders in Lappie.. *I am no pirate you know..*

The last CD I bought was

*thinks hard, rummages through my CD rack and messy desk* Nope, no sign recent, new CDs. Prolly Corrine May's first album bought for Sha-ling and that was eons ago. That shows how broken I am. But I do have a whole long list of CDs I want to buy when I am no longer broken..

Song playing right now

Not playing anything since I am watching The Apprentice.. For once I am not a sway kah and Kelly Won. YAyee~
SO anyway, my current favourites are Don't Phunk With My Heart by Black Eyed Peas and 爱疯了 by Penny Dai.

Five songs I listen to a lot, or mean a lot to me. *seriously, I think this number should be expanded to fifty*

1. Somebody -- Depeche Mode
2. 知难而退 -- Shino Lin
3. I think God can explain -- Splender
4. I don't want to talk about it -- Rod Stewart
5. I wish you love -- Natalie Cole, though I like the Lisa Ono version better

Five people to whom I'm passing the baton *this can be reduced to like.. 0.5?*

Coins

Yao, if he reads this at all. I would really like to see his taste in music

HuanLin

Sha-ling, the LAZYBUM who let weeds crawl all over her blog for the longest of time..

TCS, I know he doesn't have a blog, but I am so certain that his adorable gurlfren doesn't mind sharing some blog space with him, so YOU BETTER DO IT..

yayee.. Done with my arrowing passing*of baton*..不关我的事了!!~~

NUS's centennial gift from the government.

NUS 'reclaimed' the Bukit Timah Campus after 2 decades.. so Law and Business will be off Kent Ridge.. And the first thing that came to mind was, Thank God it did not happen a couple of years back, cos then I will not be able to lunch with Sha-ling.. hur hur... Wonder what's going to happen to the current Business and Law site.. and Choo's 'favorit' moot court. hur hur hur... Maybe ICM, no it's CNM now can expand and take over.. Law? hur hur.. but we don't really need the moot court.. hur hurrr

And to NTU: too baaaad...Try harder next time.

it's been a long while since I've done anything constructive.. and yesterday was no exception. HUR HUR. Anyway, do drop by Suki Sushi @ Orchard Cineleisure or Lot 1 for it's buffet anytime from 12pm to 5pm. Bring a long an unltra empty stomach and if possible, PLAN before you start eating.. hur hurrr...

Was at the KTV with the gurlies yesterday.. it was our 'retro' night, and we picked songs we sang during our school days and boy, it was fun.. And in the midst of singing and watching 伍思凯 I realised how much I adored him.. hur hur hur... and towards the end of the night, Kimmie saw the opposite room playing 叶良俊's song.. So we searched for him and started playing his songs *only miserable 3 actually* over and over and over again.. My favourite is still 下次如果我们再相爱 but the song that got played the most is 距离. He is such a talented guy, we were all gushing and had to constantly drag ourselves back to reality.. hur hur hurrrr



叶良俊~~~~


伍思凯~~~~

OH well, I actually woke up at 7.20 to wait for the show. Due to miscaculation, I actually missed the final showdown yesterday. DAMNIT.

So anyway it was a pretty good show cos' all the finalists were there and I managed to catch Nadia and the other gurl *I forgot her name* sing.. and yeah, they were great.

I never thought Carrie Underwood would make it this far.. I just thought she lacked the.. X factor.. unlike Bo who is sOoOoOOoo capable of rocking the house down.. So anyway, Bo did well once again today..

As I was happily rooting for Bo, I realised being a sway-ka all my life, Bo is prolly gonna lose. So I started to cheer for Carrie.. wahahaha.

Guess it didn't work.. Carrie Underwear Underwood won. Oh well... I'm sure Bo's album will sell better.. hur hur.

Well, this is Elizabeth Pang reporting live from Bukit Panjang, Fajar. hur hur hurrr

I would:

• Study hard for my PSLE and end up in some nice gurls' sch like St. Nicks (Nicholas) and grow up a decent, nice catholic gurl that my daddy's family hope I'll be..
• Study harder formy O levels, end up in boring promising science stream, take A maths and go to the TOP JC and meet cyclist
• Study even harder for A levels, get into LAW and become corporate lawyer and earn fucking big bucks as suggested by Uncle Tan..
• And of cos' while I meet cyclist in THAT top JC, I will stalk him and make him fall completely head over heels for me and we will date and fall in love and get married and live happily ever after with a babe boy and a baby gurl and NO cats.

And if I could turn back time and do all these, alot of shiet I went through would not have happened.. and of cos' new shiets will arise, I mean different variety of jerks freaks and bitches... oh well... we gain some, we lose some.. right?

Well, just a random thought.

Went for a part-time job interview this morning. I was frantically looking for my A levels cert last night. And I realise how 'much' regard I had for it.. it was found under a pile of CDs, in a corner of the living room.. hur hur... And I realised I have a LCCI book-keeping cert that Mr Tan made us take when we were in JI.. I got distinction okaee.. Don't prae prae.. oh well, I never liked accounts..

The Beach my Leonardo di Cappucino will be showing on Saturday 10.30pm.

While looking for my A levels cert yesterday, I went through my 'time-capsule' or rather, memory box with tonnes of letters, cards and some diaries. It's so amazing some people who mattered so much then becomes your good friends, or simply acquaintance or non-existent. And sometimes, old entries leave me.. puzzled.. how could things evolve to the way it is today.. where had the love gone to.. hur hur.. I'm glad that I am still in touch with some people in the entries.. and those who are out, I hope they'll miss me once in a while.. not for the wrong reasons tho..

Met Coins and Kimmie for our morning swim at BB.. And according to Kimmie, or rather her manager, we should swim at least 10 laps. So she usually swims 10 laps.. And me? Usually I swim a little and spend most of the time 'hanging out' in the water with Coins.. So today I made do with 8 laps, better than nothing right?

There 's a Popular Bookstore sale at Westmall and the books are incredulously cheap *provided you bother to dig through the books and the crowd* So anyway, if you buy 10 books and above, you get a discount of 80%, which makes a whole big difference if you do your calculations. So Me, Kimmie and Coins piled up 10 books and we spent less than $25, TOGETHER. I got mostly cookbooks and a vintage car book. WOAH.. Definitely VERY pretty.. Not just my mini cooper,obut the Mustangs, Thunderbirds, Cadillacs, Carreras, blah blah blah. *so spoilt for choice*
--Anyway do check the sale out if you are free~~

Siti Nurhaliza is coming for a concert in July. Hafidz should be going. hur hur hurr...

Lately, I haven't been able to blog properly. I mean there are tens and thousands of thoughts in my head, but I just can't articulate them the way I intend to. So night after night, some stuffs are left as draft, some are edited and ultimately deleted, and some, I did not even bother to try typing.

Yesterday someone made me damn FUCKING angry and it bothered me. And I did not even want to confront him. All I want to say is, SCREW YOU SONOFABITCH*it's not his momma's fault he is such an arse* SCUM and FUCK OFFFFFFFF!!!! FUCK YOU AND HOPE YOU REMAIN SINGLE THE REST OF YOUR BLARDEEEEE PATHETIC LIFEEEEEEEE AND BE MISERABLE AND POOR AND USELESS AND SEXLESS AND SMELLY AND DIRTY AND FRIENDLESS AND UNLUCKY AND ARRRGHHH!!!! I am just so fucking pissed with that fucking friend of mine. *and he doesn't know it* So anyway FUCK YEWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!
There are so many times that I feel so pissed with people that I resort to chanting 9845413464 'FUCK YEWS' in my head when I am with the person. But for yesterday's case, I was not even given a chance to recite my chant. So here I am.. FUCK YEW FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK. I am THAT pissed.

And so why don't I just confront it? Why bother to type so many F-words and nto just screw the person upside-down the way I am SoOOo fucking capable of? The reason is simple. I've grown up and along the way, I realise good friends don't come by easily. So everytime a friend pisses me off, I try to cool myself down. Think of the good times, ignore the flaws, change topic and move on.. but if it gets wayeeee out of my league, I bitch about it with other people. hur hur.. And I think it works, most of the times. And I hope that does not make me a bitch.. You see, there are times I so wanted to tell people how I feel, but then I have yet to find the perfect formula for delivering such opinions without offending/'hurting' them. And it is very sickening cos' on one hand, I try to be honest with my friends, and on the other, I realise that the truth hurts/offends, whichever applies on a case-by-case basis. And things can get pretty ugly.. And I hate petty catfights.. So sometimes, when I choose to move away, LEAVE ME ALONE and don't try to be garang and confront it.. trust me, you have not seen the ugliest side of me yet, and you won't want to know how it's like..

You see, my point is, the world is made up of a huge variety of people. And not everyone agrees with me. And since I've learnt to be less assertive, self-opinionated, dogmatic, blah blah blah.. I should not impose my beliefs on others. And so I refrain from making direct comments which might be misunderstood as a judgement. And so I choose to chant 'FUCK YEWs' 94964321448946 times to appease my thirst to scream in people's faces. And sometimes, I go to bed with SOOoOoOo fucking much indignation that I have to tie myself up to refrain from calling the person and screaming vulgarities in the middle of the night, just before someone else's bed time *how considerate*. And I can't exactly blog it either, since nothing you post on the internet is private, and I don't want to get sued for defamation or anything along those lines. And I am too lazy to write it down in my personal diary *if there ever is one*, so reeally, bitching with your pals can be a reeally good way to release all those suffocating injustice or the likes.
And bitching is good cos' sometimes, I might be wrong and my friend/s can enlighten me, well, the downside of it is that, you might be so right that some unknowing person might be influenced or your point might be reinforced. And sometimes, when I misunderstand people's good intentions, I am glad I managed to keep my blardee big mouth shut and that point and saved myself from being labelled as a narrow-minded, self-centred nuisance. * I can so fucking write a thesis on this, complete with surveys and charts running all those regression shiet. whahaha*

So anyway I decided not to bitch about that FUCKING IDIOT since I've somewhat managed to blog about it. *don't ask me who it is, you kaypos*

Phew, that's quite a bit of crap for today.. I guess bleeding women are crappy. hur hur.

And of cos' I can't chant so many 'FUCK YEWs' in my head..

it's finally the time of the month..so if things go well, I will be able to swim with Kimmie and Coins on Tuesday. YAYEEE...

Will be meeting Coins tomorrow to get some stuffs from her.. Hope she is well already..

Watched the 'FALLEN IDOL' thing.. I hope Paula Abdul is not THAT stupid to jeopardise her already-almost-non-existent career that way.

Had a record low of panadols this month. YAYEE..

is back.. quite an interesting show, so catch it if you can!

went back to work at RR and it's a real torture to wear shoes again after almost 6 months..hurts like HELL. I must try to get a job that allows me to wear sandals, or flip fliops lagi better...

Mentel Note: Remember to watch a beautiful mind on Sunday about John Nash, the guy behind the Nash equilibirum thing.. AhH!! Game theory.hur hur hurr

There is a new club at Central Mall, occupying MW2/SOS/Bourbon St./真爱 and it's called.. hur hur hur hurrr... CLUB MOMO hur hurrrr... I wonder if it's got any connection with my bfsw or maybe the same boss as my dream cafe, Cafe MOMO in Canberra.. hur hur hurrr... So anyway, maybe I can try to seek better 'career' prospects there.. Sometimes, nightlife is pretty fun. note: SOMETIMES.

I am so going to die of tummy cramp and sore throat tomorrow. Actually I woke up with a sore throat today but it subsided. and I forgot all about it until I had chicken cutlet for lunch. hur hurrrrr. and I drowning myself with lime and honey water. and yep, it's the time of the month, either tomorrow or Friday.. I will be going for my blood test tomorrow.. I should buy a piece of pork liver for breakfast. hur hur hurrrrrrr

I need to get new shoes too..

Getting a little hungry. You know, it'stime of the month..

Results will be out in about 2 weeks time? YUCK. on one hand, you just hope to get it over and done with, face the music and stuffs, on the other, you just hope it will never come... urrgh.

Jasmine is off to HongKong today. hope she remembers my Hargao...

Since tomorrow I'll be going 'overseas' *across the causeway, to be exact*, I've got to get some moolahs.. so I dug out the angbaos from new year, those few remaining ones. I found a US$100 note, a few S$50 and tonnes of RM$10.. and some new RM$5.. and the last angbao from Makmak, my eldest aunt who left us some time last month.. her angbaos are easy to identify, always some angbao from a church in JB. So I kept that angbao..

Lately I take longer time to empty the contents of the angbaos. Just before New Year this year, I found 2 angbaos from previous years *don't know which year tho* in an old book. hur hur hur.. so anyway, I'm glad I've still got Makmak's last angbao.

And I found one with RM$18. That came from my 'dua kim' aka my momma's brother's wife. I was like.. huh? that's all? and I was telling me momma about it..

Me: Dua Kim gave us RM$18. You mean she is so rich and she got the heart to give us such pathetic Angbao???

Momma: haiyos.. it's the significance of it, not the amount. You know how much trouble she must have gone through to get those new RM$1 notes.. *of cos she don't mind she her dai kor gave her a stack of money each year for angbao*

Me: Significance *my arse* RM$88 also significance.. MUCH MUCH MORE significant in fact ah... or RM$188??

Momma: .....

So anyway, I've decided to keep the new RM$5 notes.. but not sure if I will dispose the 8, new, sindnificant RM$1 notes. Well, that will depend how much we eat tomorrow. hur hur hurrrrr...

I was wondering if this will be another 1/2 year slack at home,just like the other time after my 'A' levels... but then again, I spent a fraction of the time in China and always back in KL.. so it's not exactly slacking.. right SHALING? so anyway, no China this time..DAMNIT.

I pestered my mum for the nth time to bring me overseas during dinner.. She just focused on the food. DAMNIT.

Oh well, I hope tomorrow will be fun and fulfilling~~

P/S: Caryn was voted out. yayeeee~~ That biitch...

Last night I heated the soup and went to sleep.. it was discovered by pappa... suprisingly, he didn't scold me..

I am planning for my trips. And I realise finding good travel companion is very important.. someone who thinks in your frequency, similar frame of reference.. Like Junling. hur hur..who might not always agree with me *'cept for food and mostly, shopping* but you k now, she can read my mind and MOST people can easily read hers.. *wahahahahhaha*

So anyway I went out with a couple of friends last night and we were on the topic of backpackers inn. And the guy from ANOTHER generation *obviously older* commented that if I wanted experience, why don't I stay by the roadside instead of a backpackers inn. And at that point, I truly realise, yeah.. we've got VERY different frame of reference and idea of travelling.. perhaps when I reach his age, I will agree that staying in a hotel will be a better idea.. but for now, I enjoy the cozy, community-like feeling small inns give. And to mingle with people from all over the world.. and there are many types of small inns.. truly small and dirty ones.. and truly small and clean ones.. hais.. look what a few years can do to you... oh yah, congrats to Feng and Garry who will be tying the knot on July-something.. hur hur... I can't remember which day she mentioned...

well. it's noon already.. I planned to practise on my piano after wws left for school but yen came in and I am chatting with this sweet dah-ling who is leaving for Redang with her real darling later.. How I miss that place..-minus the bus ride.

I'm not sure where I'll be heading exactly in the coming months.. everyone seem to ask me where I'll be going and when and stuffs like that.. hur hur. I don't always get the money to travel okaeee... Mommy can be really evil sometimes..

p/s: I should get a job.. when I get a job, I will get a car. So to get MYet a car, I should get a job. naaah..forget it. to hell with the car!~

update: I've been thinking about my future lately.. yes, reality is setting in... I need to get some serious job. while typing my online resume,there was practically nothing significant I could type and that I don't have an objective... gah! this is so blardy pathetic..

My last morning or rather, last day in KFH 724.. and it was raining cats and dogs and birds and bears and turtles and giraffes and crocodiles and sheep and horse and chickens and fish and ducks and pigs and lions and elephants and tigers and kangeroos and koalas..ok Singapore dun habe Koalas and Kangeroos..

I've finished packing my stuffs.. unplugged the TV... took pictures of some places I want to... arranged my food in the fridge so that I can just grab the bagsss as I leave this place tonight... washed my bedsheets and blankie and buttercup.. removed my stuffs from the toilet.. ate whatever I could finish for breakfast.. cleared some rubbish.. You know, I should stop being so sentimental cos' it really makes me look DAMN sappy and I'll be miserable for a while. But the thing is, you ain't ever coming back anymore.. and the thought is rather disturbing... and this is a DAMN weakness of mine that resulted in me having 2 pianos, a tonne of old bags and clothes I don't carry/wear, books from A levels, gifts from people who didn't care, a crate of stuff toys chucked in a corner of the living room, a few crates of primary school exam papers that belonged to my ex students, a whole drawer of VHS tapes, blah blah blah blah blah blah blah.. I need to put a stop to this. DAMNIT.

So anyway the rain is not making this any better.. and the rain is not getting any lighter.. and I want to go home to make space for this truckload of things..URGH

I didn't know it will be so sad... Yiping checked out already and before she left she said bye.. And I was too lazy *and not in the right state (messy hair, geeky specs)* to take a picture with her.. and so, our path parted forever.
Not like we were ever close or something.. but the thought of not being able to see each other forever seemed so.... depressing.. and the thought that I am leaving 724 is..is... *burst in to loud wails*. you get what I mean?

1st day of liberation. I went for a long long walk... first a little in town then alot in Chinatown.. It was fun just walking and walking... Which was not real,ly my intention. I was meeting Sha-ling for lunch around her work place which is at Great Easten Building which was why I spent a large part of the afternoon walking around there.. with her and then alone.. just discovering new things.. hur hur... and my legs are really tired...but I thought that was rather fun...

Anyway that woman wants to join me in Vietnam, hur hur... Good luck to you babe.. you are asking for trouble.. hur hurr....

Started packing already.. boy, this is really tough man....

Anyway I am listening to another chinese song by Penny Dai...

爱疯了

不敢问却一直想问
你心里藏着什么人
不敢猜却一直想猜
如回去有没有可能

我不够完整
你给的从来不够完整
你一个语气都无法确认
这种缺乏是什么象征

不开灯我不要开灯
我身边容不下别的人
不锁门我不要锁门
你回来是一种可能

我那么的认真
去思考你对我的认真
或许是多么伤害人
而结论始终是疑问

我爱疯了
我疯到自己痛也不晓得
放弃了保护自己的责任
放弃了抵抗脆弱的天份

我不管了
我不管这伤口能不能愈合
选择了你也许是错的人
选择包容了你的不安分
我尊重我的选择
我想我疯了

不开灯我不要开灯
我身边容不下别的人
不锁门我不要锁门
你回来是一种可能

我那么的认真
去思考你对我的认真
或许是多么伤害人
而结论始终是疑问

我爱疯了
我疯到自己痛也不晓得
放弃了保护自己的责任
放弃了抵抗脆弱的天份

我不管了
我不管这伤口能不能愈合
选择了你也许是错的人
选择包容了你的不安分
我尊重我的选择

我想我疯了
请尊重我的选择我想我疯了
请尊重我的选择
我想我 疯了


How nice it is to be able to have someone to fall so deeply into.. Maybe not. hur hurrr

Right now I am not sure what to feel, or even, what to do.. hur hur. The magic moment Yuans described did not occur to me as I put down the pen. Somehow, I am feeling rather wasted.. hur hur.. that's the end of three, fruitless years..hur hur...

A greater task at hand. Packing up.ZZZZzZZzz... Met Yiping *my immediate neighbour*. She just finished packing up and is shifting some stuffs home tonight. I better start soon. Any helpers??

it's a rather emotional run... the final night sitting in the central library where I've spent 2 weeks mugging, socialising, meeting old friends, meeting new friends..

it's due to exams that I got to know some of my classmates better.. people like Siti, Bhavani, Jason, Doreal, Kaiqin.. hur hur..stress do bond people together.. though it's kind of late since I will be graduating soon. hur hur.. All the best, classmates... and Jasmine and Weiquan, people whom I got to know during this short period of time.

As I was 'strolling' back tonight, I decided to take some pictures..it was like a trip down memory lane... from the engine bridge all the way back. And I was glad I was alone, cos' Choo will prolly be laughing at me..

Anyway it was a guy who triggered me to take the pictures *NO, NOT cyclist or any new crush*. it's this guy who would 'march' to YIH after the library closes.. and there was once he did that and he made me and Choo laugh so loud that people on the other side of the road turned to look at us... and he did his road march again today. *NO, I did not take a picture of him* SO I thought it's now or never... I'll prolly never be walking the path at night again..



Very dark.. hur hur...


Can you recognise this place??


Steep Steep one.. * I always fear that I will tumble down. hur hur*


THE tunnel.. Quite arty right??


it's a long and winding road...


almost there...



A glimpse of Choo's Window...


A glimpse of... my room? hur hur hurrr...Apparently, none of us are back yet.. I mean me and my neighbours...


AND YOU KNOW WHAT?

I actually forgot to take a picture of the entrance. hur hur. SO silly.. will do it next time...

On Sunday, I took some pictures of the bus stop opposite as well.. I'm getting nostalgic all over again...

B08 Kent Ridge Crescent


Find this familiar?


Is the bus coming or NOT?


No cars, no bus,nobody on a Sunny Sunday morning...


Only a hospital-like hostel and and Elizabeth taking a picture of her room...

I was telling Coins how much I will miss 724 and she said there's no reason why I shouldn't be afterall I've spent like 2 sems here and it's been a HOTEL to many.. of my gurl friends. hur hur hur.. *very true* Anyway this hotel will be out of business in a couple ol' days.. do send in your reservation if you like to spend sometime reminiscing with the owner. *MY LOST YOUTH~~~*

just in case you are wondering how come I am blogging such a long blog on the eve of my last paper... It's an open book exam and I have tomorrow morning to tie up my loose strands since my paper is at one. Goodluck to me and all the rest~~

mental note: freedom, independence and loneliness are not mutually exclusive....


To end my long long long post...here's a song I heard on 88.3 *yes I do listen to chinese songs*

拥抱的时候心情有点痛
也去提早感受到寂寞

离开的时候只听见沉默
除了沉默我还能怎么做选择

别对我抱歉别总觉得对我亏欠
现在他在你的身边 就对他好一点

不要再让你们的爱败给了时间
既然遇见了永远就不要说再见
不要再让你们的爱输给了永远
我们经过那么多考验
最后还是回到了原点

总有那一天相遇的瞬间
确定那些冷漠的从前已走远

别对我抱歉别总觉得对我亏欠
现在谁在你的身边就对谁好一点

我应该就走开就算感情还在
我应该就放开对他不再依赖
忘了曾有过的片段
这是属于你们的未来

不要看到你们的爱败给了时间
我能愿选择离别没有一句怨言
直到你能若无其事聊起了从前
我才发现彼此都了解
默契是最宝贵的语言

===原点 === By 2 very talented local artistes. Stefanie Sun and Tanya Chua.. Nice~~

FUCK YEWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!


Please excuse me while I release some pent up feelings, and learning how to forgive, or issit forget?