hel: Ok. question 2, Joshua plays the violin, he is a _______.
kid: Oh! i know Joshua! He's my class monitor ! (big wide smile)
hel: Good. So. Joshua plays the violin, he is a ________. ?
kid: No! Joshua don't play violin one! I think he plays piano!
hel: ... Alright. So Joshua is a pianist. Next question.

I really dont care if Joshua is a violinist or pianist. And i swear this will be my last tuition assignment.

Tears,
sinister laughter
the clown seating in my heart is spiteful
you pretentious smug
Its just illusions
For my eyes are frail and my vision is blur.
Tears,
You sardonic and scornful brat!
the scoundrel dormant in my brain is laughing at me
you naive bitch
Memories so real yet fleeting
Where's the boy i once knew?
You foolish!
May your tears flood and drown you
For time is such an asshole
The knife, the camera, the courage, come to me
Undeserving bastard
Hell awaits you
Tears,
sanity come and go
Why is there blood all over me when i saw it on him
Preach those nonsense to me no more!
Tears,
I abhor you
Yet i embrace your loveliest shadow of nil
Who is this apostate?
Let the spotlight shine on him
For the whole world despise him
oh! but i love him so!
'Come what may' I murmured.

When you reach home at 430am. Its almost impossible to fall asleep again. way over bed time. way over skin rejuvenation time. way over any foolish attempts to dream. Constructive conversations. You need 2 persons with wits to spark such capricious conversations. and thats us. AND she made my day. have been eyeing on this bag for who knows how long. and i finally decided to get it today. using my 1st pay from tuition. great.Andre: If i were a she. I'de probably be a slut.
Hel: If i were a he. I'de probably be a horny. pervert. bastard.

PS: Anyway, i just farted. And i almost fainted after smelling it.

Everyone seems to be as busy as bumble bees. It is indeed the nectar harvesting season i must say. Well, i am one too. Or rather i should be one. But im just doing what i am best doing. A lazy bee, pitching a tent at the vast greens. staring into never-ending wonderland. relishing every moment of this inner peace. This is the bee that i will be :)

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Anyway, i was walking around Tampines Mall with a friend today. and there were just damn bloody loads of lingerie sales going on. Its almost like an enticing Lingerie festival. mouth watering discounts. 50% off lasenza bras! like fuck! 70% off some other brands. But i didnt get to own any cuz 1st, i am legally broke. 2nd, i was with a guy. He said he didnt mind giving me some advise as to what bras to get. BUT I MIND. lol. thank you friend for such niceness.

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hum hum hum. bee bee bee. sleep sleep sleep. i so love this lazy bee.

4 colleagues were enjoying their daily random smoking cum gossip session.

A: eh you know rite. that time boss went drinking with us. wahh.. you think he look very serious that kind ar. actually he can drink a lot.. wah... we so shocked you know...

B: realli? did he get drunk?

A: NO LA! wah.. he really can drink sia.. majiam like he got deep throat...

B,C,D: ....... ??? ( stares at one another. hoping what happened was just hallucination)

Some justifiable reasons for a breakup.

1. When he calls more than 4 times in an hour. and you happen to be in a tutorial class. now you receive an sms asking ' Are you ok? why arent you picking up my calls? Are you sick? call me asap when you see this!' I am not sick. i am just not picking up your calls.

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2. When he cries to you almost everyday telling you how stressed he is at school. and how he thinks he is the most incapable and stupidest person on earth. well. i guess he is.

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3. When he is simply too busy to drop you even 1 sms per day. Does he shit everyday? How long does 1 sms cost? 1 hour? then he either needs a finger or brain operation.

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4. When he spends 80% of he waking hours playing computer games. 10% strategizing on how to better excel in his games. 5% coordinating with his friends on his games. 4% persuading you to play his games. and 1% on you.

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5. When he met you up lesser during times when you had a bad outbreak or consumed too much which resulted in an expansion in girth. He is just a superficial PIG.

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6. When he thinks that you are okay with PDA and grabs your ass in public. Give him a tight slap and tell him to wake up from his bloody dream!

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7. When he only treats you the cheapest of the cheapest food in town. Ands he dines in mid range cafes with his friends. He thinks you are just his maid.

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8. When you catch him with another girl. On phone, on street or in bed. Listen. Its high time to grab his dick and give it a hard twist and pull it out :)

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Tune in for the next episode on Lets talk love. (When im free)

God is just jealous of my happiness. So he dropped this bomb on me today just to make himself happy. A SORE LEFT EYE. FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK. and it fucking came with no warning. no infection. I have a project at 9am today. and i cant go. making me look like an irresponsible individual. I have a long planned Sentosa outing in the afternoon with my girls. which i very very much anticipated. and i cant go. FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK. I dont know what to say. Its the first day of recess week and my eye is sore.

IF ANYONE IRRITATES ME NOW. I WILL KILL HIM/HER/IT. I AM NOT IN A GOOD MOOD TODAY AT ALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL.

I AM AS HAPPY AS A HIPPOPOTAMUS.

1. I just bought 8 super fun Wii Games. Finally, i've put my Wii into working condition. And im totally in love with it now.
2. Dinner was at Pepper Lunch with my bro. My pocket was not burnt cuz nice little daddy paid for it.
3. I randomly said to daddy. ' Looks like you are in a good mood today. How about sponsoring me some nail polishes for fun?' and guess what. He enthusiastically agreed to it. Under normal conditions will he never allow me to splurge on superficial objects like nail polishes. And he even asked me to buy more. but thrifty understanding daughter decided on just 10. nail polishes never fail to make my day oh so lovely!

For those who wants to play Wii or get your lovely nails painted. You are more than welcomed to book an appointment with me. My doors are always open :)

These are retired ones.
These are still fighting for my attention.

I was thinking. These miniatures above plus 2 additional big bottles of perfume could probably last me my entire life. However, does that mean that i will have to finish them even though some smells like fuck? Only in times of financial crisis will i gather them. and take a deep hard look at them. Is there a miniature pawning shop that i can change them for some money to ease my cash flow problems?

AGAIN, im having cash flow problems. I need a grand savings plan. really soon.

Great music. Great company. What more can i ask! Events grown out of spontaneity always turn out splendid i must say. It marks our auspicious start to THE recess week. aka the project week. But who cares! We will still party till we drop! :P

There were some occurences of weird events tonight. as usual. but thou have no time to narrate those fleeting scenes. haha. oh wait, just to announce something. I fell down the stairs in a club AGAIN. And this time i broke my heels. Congratulations. Happy New Year. Merry Xmas. How more clumsy can i get. Its about accident proneness. not carelessness. Anyhow, we had to search for a pair of heels. My sincere appreciation to the shopping mall across the river. I walked on my invisible heel into the architecture of savior and found my new love. The one that broke was such a disgrace. get her out of my face. IMMEDIATELY. And to my babe: THANK YOU so much for the night! you were being so very understanding and sucha sweet little thing. (Literally :P)

Time flies. Pig flies. even shoe flies. and now its term break. soon i'll be fighting my war in the real world. soon i'll be looking desperately for a man. soon i'll have a secret wedding in hawaii. soon i'll be berserking with my mother-in-law. soon i'll be making passionate love everynight to procreate. soon i'll kill my naughty kid by accident. and soon you'll see me making the headline. all so soon :) all so FUN :)

I look at the long cut across my once flawless leg. and im laughing so madly. HAHA!

Over lunch with his client, they randomly shared sentiments about their kids' obsession over computer games. and of cuz PSP and DS. Well, this particular uncle told old kid that his son is fanatically controlled by his DS. He even grabbed a knife from the kitchen to threaten his dad when he attempted to confiscate his DS. How drama can kids get nowadays! But anyway, the point is old kid got paranoid and this is what he did:

He came home and narrated the story to his dear daughter. Fearful that my bro might act out the same scene. But, being the worm in my bro's small intestine, i'm 100% confident that he will never even threaten anyone with a nail clipper. talk about kitchen knife. Old kid is clearly stressed at work. anyhow. guess what he did. he took a small box. stashed little boy's DS into it. and attached a lock on it. So now my bro's DS is trapped in that auspicious box. His rule: the box will only be opened from 10 to 11am and 7 to 8pm everyday. Key held in Ipah's hands. How more creative can he get. Of cuz, little boy peacefully accepted the arrangement :) i told you he's the nicest kid on earth.

Old kid's creativity actually dates back to the old times when i was in primary school. Being a naughty and playful kid, i was never a fan of 'studying'. so during PSLE period, in order to FORCE me to read my books, my dad locked our TV. Literally. What he did was pretty innovative. he removed the tv plug. drilled a hole through the rubbered area. (though i still cant figure out how he did that). and attached a lock on it. Picture it in your mind and u will see that by doing that, the plug can never get into the socket.

Give him a Nobel prize someone. He deserves it.

Currently my condo is undergoing a tremendous makeover. Basically, repainting and retouching every corner of the place. Of cuz, my block is undergoing this operation too. When i got home just now, i got into my room and changed into my home wear as usual. As a matter of habit, i do not draw my curtains while changing since theres nothing but trees directly outside of my windows. So, i was walking in my room with my bra and panty. happily. and when i turned around i saw the gondola rising. (i could even see the foreign worker's hair). Being a very conservative individual, i was in utter shock and desparation to hide my semi-naked body from a complete stranger. I knew it was too late to dash to my window and draw my curtains. Instead my instinct told me to race out of my room. I thought i was safe. Only to see my maid staring at me.

and she gave me a very slutty look. MAD MAID!!!

No time to write anymore for the 2 quizes on wed is killing me! Anyway, one important update fot the night. Miss Yong burnt her fringe. and she's rather upset about it. We all know how much her hair matters to her. HAHA. But its ok. since she will still look like a JC kid no matter what. and shes very proud of that. :P

QUIZ SUX BIG FAT JUICY TIME.

Due to the fact that there's a fucked up quiz coming up next week, I had to spend my lovely sunday studying. Im so freaking deprived of play and more play. Recess week will be a blast i promise. I know recess week essentially means project week. But oh well, i'll find time to PLAY. just wait and see! :PIm not a huge fan of this guy. anyway whats his name? Lets just call him the zebra cum batman wannabe. Kelley looks like she ADORES him totally. haha!Anyway, due to tight circumstances and external pressure, ive been consuming Macdonalds (namely Mcspicy Meal) for a good consecutive 4 days. that is around 7 Mcspicy meals in 4 days. how healthier can i get? and my weight evidently increased by 1 kg. and the layer of fats around my waist is enough to suffocate me. and my eyes look smaller cuz the circumfrence of my face has increased. This is really scary. even scarier than stabbing myself. Goodbye to Mac for the time being. or else i can say hello to drop dead gorgeous FATS!

macabre waves of melodious din.

caress me.

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copious splash of ugly compliments.

shower me.

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lunatic screams of sedative hysterias.

embrace me.

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overwhelming galore of grotesque beauty.

intimidate me.

I still adore the old broken doll.

As usual, uncanny thoughts betrayed my myriad attempts to act like a sane human.

Here are some ways to die. or if u prefer to call it committing suicide.

1) The most straight-forward and popular way. Jump off a building. But make sure its a classy and lavish building. I rather leap from Fullerton Hotel than from the 15th storey of a HDB flat.

2) Swallow 100 pills of panadols or menses pills or sleeping pills. maybe swallowing insecticide or detergent can seal the deal too. try it.

3) Go to the zoo and have a secret stayover with the lions. But be mentally prepared for an incomplete corpse.

4) Like what Tv dramas always preach us. slit your wrist and die in peace. well, i just got to know that this method is not instantaneous. you got to have some patience to locate the correct vein or artery to snip in order to die.

5) Rent a swanky car. Play some romantic and soothing music. and enjoy the carbon monoxide feast.

6) Fill a bathtub with fresh water. Add some bath salt into it. A generous spread of rose petals will be a bonus. and do a nice electrification experiment.

7) Buy a pretty piece of cloth and lay it on the railway track. wear your most gorgeous piece of dress and sleep on the pretty cloth like a baby.

PS: This is purely out of naughtiness. Don't quote me as an advocate of death.

Speak with thy eyes. for it smittens.

2 days ago. i was having problems with my eyes. blood vessels at the corner of my eyes threatens to kill the window to my inner soul. Im sure it wasnt due to stubborn germs on my contact lenses cuz' ever since my last eye infection, i dare not be complacent. I handled my eyes with extreme care. So. i dialled up my optician. well, she told me that my contact lense has expired in March this year. (for ur info, im wearing permanent lenses) which means that ive been living with a pair of expired lenses for half a year. I could have long been blinded. Thank you Jesus that my eyes can still talk.

I don't have hardy eyes. unlike someone :P

Little boy got his Nintendo DS.The big girl got her Nintendo Wii.

Dear dad, you should go to Japan more often so you can bring back better stuffs. Maybe Disney Land next time :) WE LOVE DADDY!!!No fancy descriptions today. I AM SO HAPPY!!! WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! WIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!

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plus i had steamboat for dinner :P

the teacher: next, we're gonna learn the word 'convict'. have you heard this word before?

tuition boy: YA! i know i know!

the teacher: oh. thats impressive. who taught you this word?

tuition boy: i eat every morning. is it like my Honey Stars?

the teacher: ... er. That is called cornflakes. C-O-R-N-F-L-A-K-E-S. this word we're learning is convict. C-O-N-V-I-C-T.

tuition boy: i know i know! is it like CoCo Crunch???

the teacher: ........... ok. yes. its coco crunch.

Please refrain from teaching pri 1 kids. You sacrifice your longevity.

I did this out of pure mischief. A primary school standard crayon art piece done in ten minutes.

I guess im really bored.

I guess i have too much time.

I guess im living in my own reveries.

I guess i just dont want to start reading my notes on 'accounting for leases'.

I guess i really miss the sun's embrace.

i guess i should stop guessing.

Sun and Rain are siblings. im sure.

Somehow. The rain is working against me. The once tranquil inner peace that soothes me during heaven's tears of joy has turned into a bloody knife that cuts so deep. Whats more scary than looking all so cheery when even the slightest smell of rain can poison you. Well, not that serious actually. I am an austere contradiction. a real irony. dont get it all wrong. nothing traumatic happened to spark these unwelcomed emotions. its just all so random and sudden. ponderings of a pathetic utopian.

Once again, its a veil of self deceit and denial im hiding beneath. its even a miracle that i'm still alive to write. i am my own emotional baggage i always am. Who really stays? boyfriends stay dont they. well, not really. Friends stay dont they. well, again, not really. family stay dont they. well, not forever. but me do stay. that im confident. its a self created rollercoaster ride. and im my own ride operator.

It doesnt make sense anymore. the traffic in my head is all so conjested. its spinning the wildest fantasies and ugliest dreams. thoughts so random and fleeting that is enough to create a novel. im so in the wrong field of studies now. i should be weaving fairytales instead. why am i scrutinizing numbers so forever dead. i must be insane.

I just need a few tanks of booze. soak me in booze.

Just wondering. If i put my fishes in a tank of booze. will they dance?

Trust me. Its not hallucination. Its just toying with the inner voice.

Once in a while, i will re-arrange myself. just like how you should re-arrange the stalks of flowers in your vase. mark my checklist of inner stability to make sure im still sane and sound. failure to do that leads to turmoil. im sure. so i've decided to leave aside all my books and notes. just for the time being. its about spending some precious moment with just my soul alone. shut my eyes ears nose mouth anus and sink into a state of meditation. how nice is that.

I see rain drops kissing my window pane now. and i feel so lucky :)

This is dinner. Spontaniety costs me $10.15. Oh well, self pamper it shall be.

Cheers to the fact that im still alive. and bouncy :)

HELEN. she's a bitch. but a KIND one.


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