I waxed my legs. With masking tape. I think Daiqian has pictures WAHLAO BALD PATCHES ON MY LEFT CALF. Next time I'm doing this properly. That was on Saturday. On Sunday we had Mac's breakfast with YDG14/ service/ lunch/ singing pract/ grandma's house. Watched some dance show on Star World and OMG. I found the perfect legs. See you don't have to have super big legs if you're a dancer! Yeah I know a lot of skinny dancers anyway. Last night my mum told me I had big thighs. My sister than reluctantly told me my legs were "a leeeeetle bit fat".

YOU ALL HAVE BEEN LYING TO ME.

Anyway am still dreading my impending phonebill, which I won't get until the 6th of December cause I'll be in Bintan.

YESSSSSSSS 7 DAYS TO BINTAN!

Uh huh anyway. Phonebill. Accidental internet usage for the most part of my 3 hour tuition. Doesn't sound very good right? Nah.

7DAYSTOBINTAN7DAYSTOBINTAN7DAYSTOBINTAN7DAYSTOBINTAN7DAYSTOBINTAN7DAYSTOBINTAN7DAYSTOBINTAN (Yes I typed that out 7 times!)

Last Friday I dropped the guitar on my toe at Reb's house, hence Ruth staring at my toe to find out why it looked funny (indented toenail). Today I accidentally threw it off my bed. FACEPLANT! and a string snapped. Lucky.

Today I went running, in the rain. Tomorrow I shall try to garner some form of willpower to swim in the morning. AND EAT LESS. Less for me equals to normal sized portions for the rest of the population so don't get too worried. I will eat.

(Don't know what to call this feeling don't know if I'm _____ don't know who don't know which don't know why?)

For some reason I suddenly don't have any interest in clothes ugh something's wrong. Need to tone up for next week. Gonna be in swimsuits for 5 days with freeflow food. Nah doesn't sound promising.

Playlist:

Tonight, Not Again - Jason Mraz

Clockwatching - Jason Mraz

Broken - Norah Jones

Running Away - Saving Abel

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I MISS MY CAMERA I MISS DANCE I MISS BEACHES I MISS THE SUN. Dear God I'm begging you pretty please to let the sun out again.

Quick update and yes hello you too. Tuition this morning spent doing Maths homework when I was supposed to be learning differentiation. Which is actually fun. Lunch and met Zoey and Daiqian after for CIP at the library was so immensely boring. I'M NEVER DOING IT AGAIN. Please remind me if I ever mention something like "I'm doing CIP at the library soon." I will be eternally grateful.

Love love love Ultimate Guitar. I'm like downloading pages and pages of chords/ tabs now. Guitar's going to be my new past time besides dance now. I need a job now.

Okay have to love ya leave ya. Night!

Because seriously, have you EVER seen popcorn popping? It's gotta be the cutest thing I've seen in my entire life. One minute they are small yellow things lying in melted butter in a heated pan and whoa shit two seconds later you've got fluffy white popcorn popping in the pot. Seriously, it's like THE coolest ever.

Anyway spent the whole day at Reb's house bumming. I even brought my super comfy bumming-around pants to wear. Learnt to read tabs and (failed to) learn new songs because I have a super super slow brain so I'll stick with playing by ear haha. Lunch was omg delish; I ate 4 fried chicken wings. Enough said. Straight after, we had our self-made popcorn. (Okay so I didn't make the popcorn, Reb's maid did. But I DID help to buy it. That was the important part.) And then we ate ice-cream. An entire cup of mint-chip OMG MY TASTEBUDS WERE IN HEAVEN. But my fat cells aren't now. I shall have to do my 'emergency workout': the high-intensity 50 sit ups 50 twist-twists 2 minutes plank 100 squats and 10 push ups workout. It doesn't really work, but I do feel a teeny weeny bit better about myself after. After which I will proceed to have supper because I just bought some seriously nice fried peanuts.

The rest of the time (while eating and in between eating) we spent watching The O.C. But we found photos of Benjamin McKenzie (Ryan Atwood) on Google Images. And seriously I can't see him as a puppy anymore. He looks like Hannah Montana's brother (which isn't a good thing).

I mean seriously HE LOOKS LIKE HANNAH MONTANA'S BROTHER. And the whole "look at my armpits smell my BO" pose he's got going? So not attractive,

Okay so I couldn't find an attractive photo of him. So .... on to Adam Brody. Now he The Man.

Because he went from like socially awkward nerd to having two girls who like him. Like I said, THE MAN.

He looks better when he's not smiling right? Notice the trend? In like all guy photos they look better when they're smouldering. Smiling makes good unglam shots.

Uh huh all you guys out there, just smoulder and look sexy. Don't smile. Otherwise I might post an oily shiny-faced picture of you smiling. Nah it's not going to be flattering.

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Went to the MOE Health Conference on Tuesday. Republic Poly is seriously so freaking gorgeous. Now I want to go to a poly. Does that make me weird? Nah, not dissing poly students just that I've always been like "Oh I want to score 6 points and go to a  good JC." Not very possible, but still. It wasn't very informative though but we're hoping to push for more PE lessons (okay hope you like PE otherwise too bad. I like PE.)

Okay can I mention how damn pretty the campus was again? They have a swimming pool. What JC has a swimming pool? Other than the JCs I have to score like 2 points to get into which is like hello impossible because I don't take HMTL. And in Poly you get to wear your own clothes after having to conform for 10 years. Which is an excuse to go shopping.

For a health conference, they really fed us well. Mr Leong treated us to breakfast (yes after I'd eaten a huge breakfast at home), we had a break one hour later and lunch an hour after that and teabreak two hours after lunch. Siew Khoon was like "whoa you can eat a lot". With a shocked face. It's a far cry from the bananas, carrots and "rabbit food" I used to bring in I guess, seeing as I had third helpings. Each helping was really huge. Oh she brought me a banana too tyvm (-: Me and Janice saw this super super cute guy at one of the booths with really intense eyes.

It's Fashion Week in Paris now. During uni term breaks I'm gonna take me and my friends backpacking around Europe during Fashion Week. London, Paris then Milan.

BINTAN IN ONE WEEK BINTAN IN ONE WEEK BINTAN IN ONE WEEK BINTAN IN ONE WEEK BINTAN IN ONE WEEK CAN'T YOU WAIT OH SORRY FORGOT YOU'RE NOT GOING TO BINTAN

I need something to cover up my scabby legs. Uh huh couldn't resist the lure of the itch so I scratched my thirty-something mosquito bites. So now I have thirty-something scabs. Fugly.

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Photos from last Saturday (Davis' party) which weren't taken with him or at the party but after we got in the mood for camwhoring at the bus stop. Mhm, perfectly normal.

Hey sorry for super duper long absence. I have been busy, mhmmm I have a very happening social life. I party with my pens and pencils together with Mr and Mrs Homework till dawn.

Saturday: Tuition, and then I met Jun, Sakinah and Renee for Davis' birthday party. I kind of forgot what happened, but it was funny. Was probably about Jun though THOUGH NOT IN A GOOD WAY. Kidding babe (-: Reb came soon after, and she was like "Is there Bacardi?", or something. We watched Idenitities, played cards and ate lots of potato chips. Ate 200g worth of gummies giving myself a horrible headache for the rest of the night and the whole of Sunday. See? This is why sweets are bad for you.

Sunday: Church, with horrible throbbing headache. Singing practice after, huge lunch at LJS plus skin-on potato chips. I drew little men on my toes with their faces on my toenails. Everybody said they were ugly.

Monday: Swensen's treat was cancelled! Damn I miss ice-cream but looking on the bright side, I totally avoided thousands worth of calories! Photoshoot with Janice/Bryan and the other dude (we still don't know his name) at Bukit Timah. First stop was the Dairy Farm forest where I collected THIRTY FIVE FREAKING MOSQUITO BITES. They still itch. I'm going to have hideous scarred legs. Rail Mall after where we covertly took pictures in Cold Storage. Don't think it's actually allowed haha. It's like my dream playground - there's food, booze (shh!), ladders (uh huh I climbed them haha) and .... TROLLEYS! They wouldn't let me sit in one to take a picture though. Killjoy. (-: The railway tracks after and OHMYGOODNESS HOT SHIT THE TRAIN RAN PAST US! Nameless dude was lying on the tracks seconds before he heard the train so that was funny, scary, heart-poundingly exciting haha. McRitchie resevoir afterwards and the place was just so so so calming I lay down on the pier, wanting to fall asleep. The water washed the little men off my feet though, pft.

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Tuition today and I ran for the first time in 3 weeks. And then it started raining. But was kinda cool though (-:

WTF RYAN CHONG JUST TOLD ME THEY'RE IN THE MALDIVES. I OFFICIALLY HATE YOU BITCH.

John Mayer's voice is damn sexy.(Recommended: Back To You, Waiting On The World To Change, Why Georgia)

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Woke up early again for school (HELLO PURPLE EYEBAGS BUHBYE HOLIDAYS!) and I paid attention for what must be the second time in the entire year. Am proud to announce I completely understand Pressure now.

MR YU'S TREATING US TO SWENSEN'S NEXT MONDAY. Smart people get all the perks. Teehee haha.

History lesson and Reb's house after with Reb, Jun and Adelynn. Jun and Adelynn are gay aliens. Called Cosmo. Enough said. We watched the first 4 episodes of The OC and omg Ryan (Benjamin McKenzie)! and Seth (Adam Brody). Ryan's puppy-dog eyes just make you want to squeal and bring him home. In the puppy sense ... omg what were you thinking?! Haha.

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Part 2 of Saturday's post : Clarke Quay

At Clarke Quay we saw ________ wearing a hot pink shirt with black suspenders. And had a pot belly. Small, but it was still a pot belly. We (met Jas/Jiayi) burst into sudden giggles. I mean like omg rare sight! No pictures sadly, I'm a nice person.

(guess where we got the inspiration for this pose from?!

anyway check out my eyelashes and then Jasmine's fake ones lol)

CAMERA IS GONE. For two weeks, and then I get it back when we go to Bintan 30Nov to 4Dec at ClubMed. Haha come down if you want, cause we're going with family friends, whose children are kids. Like tiny primary schoolers and all. And this SA rugger my age who growls. Sorry I don't make friends with people who freaking growl. Because we're humans hello? Not some pitbull terrier. Come free me from my boredom and they're having this buy one get one free promo thing. So, five days of boredom, sun-induced dizziness, free flow of food and drinks and bumming around. I'm going to come back to Singapore as a lump of lard. Albeit a tanned lump of lard. I read somewhere that tanned fat always looks better than white fat. Haha.

Yesterday I bummed around a lot at home before going for tuition where like 10 screechy ahlians were well, screeching. And we all know how bad a screechy ahlian sounds. So imagine TEN screechy ahlians. In an enclosed area. MY EARDRUMS! Oh my mama they hurt. They were really pissed as well. Is it like genetic, to be an ahlian AND have a screechy voice. It's like an entire different species altogether with very unique tastes - 'hot' pants that attempt to cover their butts (okay so guys actually dont' think your 'hot' pants are hot fyi) and multi-coloured skinny jeans (are they attempting to pull off a clown costume? y'know the old jester types). Okay. So, screechy ahlians. Anyway tuition totally sucks your social life dry cause you're always having to cancel outings so you can park your ass on a seriously uncomfortable stool  and

OMG MY SISTER IS TALKING ON THE PHONE ABOUT HOW SHE IS SO INCREDIBLY POPULAR BECAUSE A GUY SHE DIDN'T KNOW ADDED HER ON FACEBOOK. These young innocents are seriously very hm, innocent. Or else they have egos inflated the size of a hot air balloon.

Oh yes, tuition. Yup, uncomfortable stools, and then there's the over-powering lemon air freshener that makes my eyes water and (this is my favourite; wait for it ... ) THE PEE PEE GUYS! They pee on the floor! Uh huh, so either they can't aim despite 15 years of practise. Or they enjoy peeing on the floor. Because you know, it's more primitive and therefore manlier.

Today I woke up at 6 to see mum off to Malacca (okay so I saw her to my doorstep). Ate a lot of breakfast. Spent the rest of the morning watching kiddie tv programmes on Okto. Honestly, there aren't any decent programmes on before like, 7pm. I had a lot of lunch. (Okay so let's just establish that I eat a lot, a lot of the time) And then we had dance. Dance brought me out of my wallowing. (Don't know why I was wallowing, but I found myself feeling sad most of the time, emotional-bingeing and listening to Class 95fm and all the tragic ballads. Cheesy, I know) Was a good jibengong day despite weird back spasms again. Added on to dance choreo and was dancing with Ruiting with all the groups. Uh huh great fun and very very calorie-burning. But then I stepped out of the studio and went, whoa wobbly legs. Had this huge bar of Cadbury opposite and bubbletea (Am falling into the bubbletea after dance habit again - that's what made me fat ugh LEGS LEGS LEGS dammit) and started being really gay on the way home. Somebody please tell me a way to stop being so gay, and I don't mean making me manlier. On Zoey and clique's 'birthday sandwich' they wrote like 5% manly. Omg what's with the manly. But she also wrote 20% sexy. So I'm temporarily placated. Shall forgive you (-:

Early morning lesson tomorrow and then we're going to Plaza Sing. Then photoshoot with Janice at Bukit Timah and her "angmoh angmoh place" which today, she discovered, was called Rail Mall. Mmmmm, Subway! Oh yeah yesterday, on one of my food spree things, I ate a McFlurry, 3 Subway cookies and 4 tubes of Polo before going straight home for lunch. THE SUBWAY COOKIES WERE HORRIBLE DRIED UP CARDBOARD BIRDSHIT THINGS. I'm going off Subway. Temporarily. I have no self control anyway. I looked in the bubbletea shop's reflective window after dance today and saw my horrible tree trunk legs. Lorena told me I have big calf muscles. Well, my thighs are bigger than that huh.

And and and and on the way to school this morning I saw this whoa-shit hello gorgeous man on 72. But he was ______ haha okay inappropriate content. But he was like mygosh, epitome of gorgeousness.

Haha let's just he was of mature age. He looked like some businessman. I DO NOT HAVE AN OLDER MAN FETISH. This is like one in a million. But for now I like small little boys

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Am bored of doing homework (YES HOMEWORK DURING THE HOLIDAYS LUCKY ME) So I dug up old and overdue photos from Facebook (-:

(Reb and me at Mos)

(one of my many many unglam jump shots)

(Hannah's farewell)

(Will continue post about Saturday's outing. After the photos finish uploading. Which might be a long long time away my dears. Sit tight.)

Three hot mamas not meaning us girls okay, more like the incredibly hot guys we saw/met/talked to yesterday in Orchard. Numero Uno was the uber uber cute JC guy in Mos. I got struck by the sudden giggles and ended up squealing in the booth opposite him. I probably really embarassed myself huh. And number two was the Puma guy who approached us to take part in the Puma Streetstyle Competition (or whatever?). Went to overanalyse as usual, and him 'approaching us' either meant we looked like publicity whores who'd jump at the chance to win anything, or we had the X-factor. Mhmmm, I think the latter's more likely. I was spreading my coolness to Reb and Janice hahaha. Guy number three was also Puma, and was an infinitely hotter-than-Taylor-Lautner Taylor-Lautner look a like. Like the swooniness with bigger eyes and a not-so-distinctive nose. Chinese. Perfect.

(The Mos dude, but this is not clear huhhhhh, he didn't want to look up)

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After tuition, met Janice for lunch at Mos (Orchard Central). And we spotted 'Mos dude' as pictured above. I was reduced to this mess of squeals and giggles so I had to lie down on the table with my pontianak hair to stiffle myself. He probably thought I was crazy. But mmmm, anyway I love Mos bread haha!

Rebecca came soon after, but I was giggling to her on the phone meanwhile haha omg aaaaaah dammit I need to stop giggling.

Heeren (where we got approached by Puma dudes) and Fourskins where Janice bought my this ring (thank you honey!) and Reb we've got to go back to buy our bling bling wallets okay! (-: Anyway the Puma competition was where they asked us to dress up in Puma apparel and accessories and draw a poster (CREATIVELY) to promote Puma. Or something. Cathay after. Bought like 5 pairs of earrings at Bead Street (teeeeheeeee MONEH MONEH) then Reb and Janice went to eat Frolick. I was staring at their yoghurt very jealously. And hungrily. But one can't eat yoghurt when having diarrhoea. Unless you want like super duper uber watery diarrhoea. Not advisable.

Omg it's all rather tempting right? Stupid diarrhoea.

Wisma and Ion afterward. Ion wasn't that bad as everyone's told me. There's like good stylish but affordable stuff at Uniqlo (wanted treggings lehhhh) and New Look. Monsoon accessories was wtf glamz. I tried on a $70 dress, cheap thrills thank you very much.

Unfortunately the dress also made me look 3 months pregnant.

Walking around for 3 hours + + made us hungry so we bought POPCORN! (-: (-: From The Cornery and thank goodness it didn't taste like the tasteless plastic varieties you pay double for at cinemas. Butterscotch flavoured haha.

(The Topshop sign was like tres cool

Below: I don't know why I took this, prolly thought the gloves were cool lol.)

Okay. The photos seemed to have magically stopped uploading halfway like it always does. Shall go try to upload it again and continue the post part 2. Oh and sorry if huge load of photos are making your internet lag! (-: