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so sleep alone tonight
Shu Ern.
16 earthling years. Gutsy and sarcastic. Mushroom on head. Hide sweets at unreachable places just so that she doesn't eat too many of them. Breed dinosaurs. |
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Argh
Things that I loathes nowadays...- Rich kids [I just simply hate them. The rule 'If you got it, flaunt it' doesn't apply here. Cause if you flaunt too much you will a) be kidnapped which is none of my business and b) hated by me.] -Twilight [Could everyone just stop it!!! It's not that big of a deal. It's just some stupid, ugly, old virgin ass of a vampire. Everywhere I go I see screaming teenies going 'Wow, it's so great.', 'I love Edward.' Cannot stand them. Wannabes. So STOP IT for whatever's sake.] - My endless flu or whatever it is [It goes to the extend where not only my nose but my eyes hurt too.] *sniff* - The nonstop rain [I have to keep my ice-cream in the fridge cause it's so darn cold, it's like eating ice-cream on winter with running nose. Absolutely stupid.] - Being hungry at night [My house is a food desert. There's nothing here!!! NO-THING!!!] ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Things that I adored... - Thrifted high-waisted skirt I got from the Internet [It's absolutely lovely and pretty. I just got it today from the postman!!! Thank you postman!!! I love you, you noble being!!!] -There's so much things that I dislike and yet there's only one thing that I adore. It's sickening and pathetic. Life is such a bitch. There's not enough things for me to be happy about nowadays. *groan* Ain't no mistake, honey
BAOYU LOOKIE!!!!Meter ain't wrong!!!! I just typed it American style!!!
. . Just to clear things up and give all of you some knownledge on American and British English. . -Just like how I never typed center as centre. Just because I'm not a big fan of Harry Potter doesn't mean I'm blonde, ok? LOL. WTF . . . - I never understand why some people type angle in the phrases that they want to express the word angel. I know it's not a typing error. Seriously. . -There's only one way to spell angel, people!!! Respect these pretty supernatural beings!!! The wonders of little things
My mum brought some pants for my fatass brother. Then, he was trying them on and was like ...Bro: " Ma!! Cannot zip la!!!" Mum: " What?! It's 29 leh!!! OMG!!! You're fat." Bro: "..." Mum: " Last time that ugly ass ( I add one) skull shorts you buy with your dad 28 only mah." Bro defending himself: " Cutting not same mah." Mum: " Damn lah. I cut the tag already." -End of story- If you're thinking WTF?! I don't get this story for god's sake. But for your information, I don't either. SIDE STORY My dad wanted to buy some bread. So we went to the nearest grocery shop because my dad said that 7 eleven is a goddamn thieve. LOL. The whole family went not because of the bread but of my oh-so-fabulous idea of ice-cream. Me: " Yay!!! Ice-cream!!!!!!" Me: " Pa, you want this anot?" Dad shaking his head. Dad : " You buy all you want lah but any ice-cream above RM 3 will be in your mum's account. Me: " I take this la." *Holding the chocolate, vanilla, more expensive looking ice-cream* After a second... Me:" Better take this la cause it's under RM 3 and pa's gonna pay for me!!!" *cheeky grin* My mum just stand there and watch me do stupid things. LOL. SEQUEL Back home... My mum took out the meter tape. I was eating ice-cream happily. Mum: " Boy, come here. Le me see how big is your waist." Mum after measuring said: " Hmm... 85 meters." Me: " I also want!! I also want!!" Mum after measuring said again:" 77 meters." Me: " Ok gua. How many inches oo?" Mum: " Go and take dad's those constructing meter tape and see first." Then I follow behind my mum's butt. Mum: " 85 meters is 34.5 inches." My mum is shocked. I'm looking at the meter tape and was like WTF!!!! My waist can't be 30 inches!!!! I was like panicking!!! How could that happened?!!! *Look at the ice-cream in disgust* Mum: " Omg!!! I'm also 77 meters. Cannot be what!!!" My mum is just so darn skinny. How can that be?! Me:" I don't believe this thing lor. I try again." After numerous try... Me: " Now ok already. 65 meters when I measure it like 3 inches below my boobs. Who cares if it's high waisted? As long as it's 65 meters. High waisted skirt is in now mah. So nevermind." I continued eating my ice-cream gleefully. I'm such a drama queen. One moment I'm eating my ice-cream with joy, the next I'm disgusted, the next next I'm eating it with joy again. But I tell you la, look at my mum and you know that I learnt from the best. *wink* CASE CLOSED!!!!! . . . . . . . . -Women are forever obssessed with their sizes. No matter what their age might be.
So now what?!
The pathetic loser of an owner of this blog is now died. . . (Noone would care anyways.) . . If you want to contact her, please go through HELL EXPRESS. . . The blog has eventually died down cause noone give a damn to the blogger. . . The goddamn blogger is an attention whore and a conceited brat. . . She needs attention man. . . "I would do anything to be famous. ANYTHING" Quoted from her, the selfish brat. . . Geez, noone appreciate the hardship she went through just to blog for you stupid people!!! . . Getting beaten up by gangsters, having lightning struck on her, used 3 hours just to wait for her goddamn computer to upload the photos and the thing just hangs, having nightmares because of staying up late, etc. (fictional) . . . She's tired and she's going to a place where nice people exist. . . You dummies!!!! Buy a book that tittled " Dummies Guide to treating people with appreciation ". . . Now she would just go and leave quietly without making a big fuss, throwing a tantrum and calling people dummies. . . GOODBYE. *slams door* . . . . . . .. . What a dramatic exit. Give her a clap ladies and gentlemen. . . . . . . . . - I doubt anyone will give a damn to poor, dragged up, little-old-me.
I will expose myself, if needed
Rules and Regulations:- Each player in this game starts off with 15 odd habits, habits or little known facts about themselves. - People who get tagged HAVE TO do this tag and also to copy these rules.- At the end, ten people HAVE TO be chosen to do the tag and their names have to be listed. - NO TAG BACK. 1) I love art and would love to study art in the future. 2) I kinda support pacifism as I think the usage of violence is stupid and war is bullshit. 3) I touch my hair all the time. 4) I bite my finger nails sometimes. 5) I'm 101% terrified of horror movie and have only watched 2 horror movies in my life. [UNWILLINGLY FORCED BY MY FRIENDS] 6) I love rock and classical music. [I loathes rap music.] 7) I wish I was born in the 60's/70's/80's as fashion back then was FUN. 8) When I look at my passport and it says that my eyes are brown, I feel like burning the thing to ashes. [ Tell me I have black eyes and I will give you cookie.] 9) I'm currently addicted to 80's rock N roll. [They're the real bomb. Unlike those pansy, pretty boy bands who can't sing for their life we have nowadays.] 10) When I walk down the stairs, I would spin a round at the larger steps. 11) I can't stand skinny girls. I think girls should have curves at all the right places. [I hate the trend now. Those are not women, they are just walking cardboards!!!!] 12) I think LV is goddamn ugly. They have the label everywhere on their products. [Who wants to be a walking advertisement?] 13) I cut my own hair. [Serious] 14) I always think that I can develop superpowers. [LOL] 15) I'm a sucker for tears-jerker movies. I cry my little heart out everytime. [ I cried everytime I watch old-school Disney movies. Like Fox and the Hound and Pocahontas.] -The above statement are all true and mean no offense to anyone. Tic Tag Toe
RULES:1. People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves. 2. Tag 6 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by continue this game by sending it to other people. Tagged by : Shung Li 1) If you're lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be? Take revenge? - Cry my little black heart out. 2) If you can have a dream to come true, what would it be? - Live my life as the rich and famous. Yes, I'm a material girl but I hate Madonna. For God sake, she can be my grandmother lor. 3) What are the criteria for your dream lover? - Dark, tall, handsome and a prince. <--- That is if I'm a princess which I'm not. - So fair, short, ugly and a peasant? <--- That is if I'm f.ucking blind which I'm also not. - I think I will have to go with sexy demeanor, hot body and a drop dead gorgeous face + superb personality. <--- That will be good enough for a normal girl like me. 4) What would you do with a billion dollars? - Charity?! [Cheh, so fake] - I will own some serious real estate, a private jet and have my own collection of designer clothing. 5) Will you u fall in love with your best friend? - If he's hot, why not? 6) Barbies, Carebears or Paris Hilton? - Carebears!!! Sorry Paris, You're as plastic and slutty as Barbies are. 7) How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love? -I don't do waiting. The someone better be quick cause if he's late I'll be taken by some other hot guy. 8) If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do? - Attached to what? - Another girl? [ That I can deal.] - Porn? [ It's the 21 century people. Who cares?] - Video game? [ He'd better get out before I kick his ass.] 9) Do you think the world would be better off if everyone has the same religion/ethnicity/ etc? - It's not happening anyways. So why bother? 10) You see a 50 year old man entwine arms with a girl about the age of 20+ and find out they are gf/bf. What are your first thoughts? - The girl must be waiting for the old man to die and bury him six feet under and have his money. - Smart tactic. I should try it too. 11) How would you see yourself in ten years time? - Tall, sexy, confident businesswoman who wears RM5 T-shirt, speaks like a fishmonger and sits with her leg wide open when alone. 12) What's your fear? - Let me see... Hmm... - Wait... I'm still thinking. - Be patient, won't you? - I'd choose porn over horror movies any day of the week. - You make the decision. 13) What's the first thing you do when you wake up? - Look around and see if there's a tooth fairy. 14) Would you give all in a relationship? - Nothing to give. But the guy better give me everything he has. 15) If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick? - Shut up and roll in the hotter guy. 16) Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing the someone has done? - If he/she goes down on his/her knees and beg me to, I will. - But on normal circumstances, HELL NO. 17) Do you prefer being single or having a relationship? - Single but not available. - I'd be happy that way. 18) If your girlfriend/boyfriend told u that she/he is actually a prince/princess, what will u do? - No way!! Cause I always will be the princess. So what will your reaction be? -I have a feeling that I did this before but who cares. Back to the tag
Tag By JingInstructions: *Bold the statements that are true to you. *Italicize the statements that you wish were true. *Leave the fibs alone. *Then, stab 5 people to do the same test. ------------------------------------------------------------ I’m 170cm + tall. I don’t know what I want at the moment. I’m not happy. I hate my friends. I hate my life. I hate my grades. He drives. I’m bored of driving. I have a white handbag. I love dancing. I go clubbing every week. Shopping is bullshit. I have a tattoo of a star. I got my navel pierced. I have friends that take drugs. 90% of my friends smoke. I’m studying Fashion. I have a business running. I hate cartoons. I hate someone. I have 10 Guess handbags. I buy CLEO every month. My parents don’t know about my blog. I have an iPod. I don’t have faith in the current “one”. My school mates know about my blog. I wanted to be a fashion designer. I love rock emo bands. I hate it when people cancel last minute meet ups. I’m a rebel. I’m starting to like wearing dresses. I don’t believe in love. High school's filled with drama. My parents have faith in me. I’ve bought shoes this month. A blogger bitched about me before. I hate sports. I heart Italian food. I hate meeting new people. I hate nail polish. The mother bear gives me hugs. People should start appreciating me. High school was the worst time of my life. I have red hair. One Utama is my second home. I’m a guy. I’m scared of my Biology exam. I hate vacations. We’ll last. I believe in long distance relationships. I’m going to get high and smoke weed one day soon. I’ve robbed an old lady. I’m starting to like applying make-up. I was a tomboy. At times I think I still am a tomboy. I love bitching about people behind their backs. I hate surprise parties. I hate planning parties. I’m a sinner. I have a Wii. I can live without music. Video games are a waste of time. I miss the father bear. I love being in love. I know how to cook. I have 100% freedom. Boys are assholes. I hate Math. I love horror films. I’m happy with what I have. I slept in my parents’ room for 3 days after watching Scream when I was a kid. My old friends keep in touch with me. I don’t read newspapers. The news is such a waste of time. Blogging is a waste of time. I hate animals. I can’t live without make-up. I curse like a pirate. I’m happy with my 11 year old car. I hate people that are smartass. I love Apple Juice. I can’t drink for nuts. I believe that everyone in their teens have lost their virginity. I’ve got a new phone. I’m going to get a new pair of shoes by the end of this month. I love swimming. I haven’t worked out since March. I think I’m fat. I love my friends and family. I'm hot. . . . . . . . . . I don't go by the rules. That's how I roll. xoxo
I'm a light-hearted person!!!! . . . . That's why I changed my blogskin to this more fun and light-hearted one!!!! . . . . . I don't want people to take ME and my blog too seriously!!!! (mainly me though.) Peanut butter and jelly
Everyone is posting these post about how time passed by so quickly and they missed the old times. Yeah, I seriously think that somebody should hand me a tissue now. Me and my so-called-besties-that-actually-always-bully-me have known each other for 3 years. Not very long but we're very happy.They told me I'm not good at making first impression. They said I look horrible(which I have to agree) the first time I stepped my foot in SAB. Nerdy and untidy. Yea, please it's growing pains mah. I'm a self-conscious teenager back then. [Kind friends aren't they?] So I told them back that, only Kai Xing gave me a good impression. Jing Yee and Hui Wei kinda intimidated me. Hui Wei is so cool, she left me in the ice fridge and forgot to take me out. [I too am a good hearted friend.] I spent my first recess and SAB with Kai Xing and Onn Gie. I remembered, ok? I was thinking to myself that, 'Good job. At least you're not alone.' We grew close midway in Form 1. I guess it's because of our sitting position. And I never regretted befriended with them since then. [Touching?] In Form 2, Jing Yee and Shung are in the same class. Me and the other two are in the same class. So, you see I was never alone. And thank God to that. We make a couple of good friends on the way. The times in Form 2 are great but it never surpasses the time we spent together. I was in the same class as Jing in Form 3. As I said, they can never leave me alone. It's how ants stick to sugar. I grew up, I did not grow vertically but I grow horizontally. My besties always laugh of my should I say vertically challenged? [Yup, they are that kind.] I think I'm like a pet to them. [LOL] They enjoy teasing me and patting my head(?). They are just twisted like that. But although you may think that they're evil from this post but they're actually the bestest friend anyone could have. [Proof, lookie...] [Form 2]
We went to Desa Water Park and being clumsy-old me. I lost the locker key and they helped me finding it but failed. So we confronted the goddamn of an ass staff there and paid RM50 for the damn key. They actually helped me pay for it cause I didn't have enough money. I feel the love very much at that moment.
[Us +Panda (So cute)]
Life would certainly be different without them. I would not be what I am without them. Thinking back, I have made quite a number of friends throughout the years. They make life easier when things are tough. We're five very lucky person because we have each other. We met like any other people. Our time together are not always roses and rainbows. We have gloomy dark skies and tears along the way. We have our ups and downs. We fight, we make up because we're friends. Some fight and never came back but we always know where we belong.I can proudly tell everyone that these are my best friends. I would yell at the top of my lungs to the world just so they know I have the bestest friends ever. Thank you for sticking by and being at my side, girls. 3 years is not a short period but I hope we can go much further in our living days. I am grateful and I've never regret anything that we've done because that's what made us, us. Love, Shu Ern. I seriously think that I look younger throughout the years. PMS leads to hiatus
. . . . . . . . I'm on hair-pulling, brows-frowning, head-banging, jaw-dropping, fingers-crossing, toe-bending, breath holding HIATUS. . . . . . . . Translation to all you dumb people: I'm on a break until god-knows-how-long. So don't ask me to update. At least not this week. . . . . . . . . . . Try updating your half abandoned blog when you're dying from PMS-ing. Yes, I'm talking about the goddamn thing that female have every freaking month. Not only that it wears you out physically but mentally. God damn you evil thing!!!! Even a bitch (which is a female dog) has that. PATHETIC!!! YES, I'm SERIOUSLY PMS-ING. You stinky boys will never understand. . . . . . . . . . Yes, I'm discussing about my nerve wrecking period on my goddamn blog.
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