Remember my post a few back about Angie my soulmate? She wrote one to match mine. T3T
She’s also making me show the world what she wrote wtf. So here it is. 🙂
So now itz time for me to write a blog about Audrey too.
And since itz for Audrey, I’ll have to suffer the pain and write it in English.
And since itz written by me in English, it will probably sound stupid instead of emotional.
So please add your own sentiments into this while reading it. Thx ah ~
*eye drops are also allowed wtf*
To be honest, I USED to think that Audrey is only my best friend in College.
She is the best thing I got in
But if I had to compare her with my BestFriendsForevers, she will not win wtf.
But this thought vanished around 2 + years ago.
And Feng (HAHAHA trying to sound emo) has become my best friend, roommate, classmate, co-worker, clubbing mate, travel partner, sister, and most importantly, my soul-mate.
According to Audrey, we first met on our first day of orientations.
I guess I was too panic about how to get to my dorm than to realize anything else = =
So I have no memory about our first meeting at all.
But apparently, thatz the time when this sour-grapes-manly-voice Aud decided to hate me forever.
Since I was too innocent to realize her passionate hatred towards me,
I made possible our second encounter, and of course, our friendship.
I think it was our second day of orientation and I met her when she was lining up to get her social security number.
(Actually I forgot what the line-up was for but I make it up to sound more detailed)
I noticed her when Mandy told me that she looks like GiGi Leong.
Before I had my chance to take a look at her face, my sight fell onto her pair of bubble socks.
“Oh, God !” I thought vigorously “If I don’t grab this bubble-socks-girl now, I will end up having no friends of my kind for the rest of my four college years!”
Because I neither want to hang out w/ nerds who do not wear bubble socks,
nor nerds who wear bubble socks like knee length tights (They often pull it so high and tight that the socks lost its “puff” and really become a pair of leg-warmers.), I went straight to Audrey and linked arms with her.
I told her she doesn’t look like GiGi Leong, and I guess she was pleased with my comment and therefore agreed to go room shopping with me @ Wal-mart in return.
We basically liked the same stuffs and bought many pink but useless rubbish.
I was so happy with my choice of Audrey Ooi Feng Ling and thought that it was an intelligent first step into College.
After the shopping, we went back to school and did make up together in preparation of that night’s welcome party.
I was once again so touched that I found her so I didn’t have to stuck with nerds who don’t even know earrings can be purchased or changed (she really exists.)
The party sucked so we went to take walk around the ivy-covered dorm buildings.
And that was the night we revealed our secrets to each other, told our life stories, and became best friends.
We decided to stay together during our second year, but many told us that best friends shouldn’t become roommates or else their relationship will be ruined.
We were sure that it won’t happen to us and so we created our little home at the 5th floor of Ham, facing the lower lake, the most beautiful sight in campus, of which I call
Opposite to everyone’s expectations, our relationship got stronger, and besides those living-together-lesbian-couples, I’m sure we are the best and most loving roommates in school.
Besides the times when Aud
rey leaves her one sock in the middle of the carpet for days without cleaning it up until I had to either kick it under her bed (Oops now you know why your sock disappears) or demand her to put it somewhere else, I think we are perfect for each other.
Even though we spend 24 hours/day, 7days/week together,
We NEVER EVER get sick of each other and we never run out of topics to talk about, or things to laugh at.
Unless it was really early in the morning when we were both grumpy and wished who ever talks will shut up.
Audrey is the only person whom I see not only as a best friend, but also a family member.
A family member, not as in a sister, but more like … another me.
She’s the person who slept with me at
She’s the person who got fat with me during our first year but still have the guts to take full body shots.
She’s the person who put a Mickey Mouse keychain on her jeans when I put a bunch of cherries on mine.
She’s the only person who will carry out an hour long conversation with me about why are we so cute.
She’s the only person who will answer my “why are we so cute” question with “Yea, How ar” answer.
She’s the only person who will analyze our misfortunes together and decide that because we are too perfect so we must have some misfortunes in order to be fair to the rest of the world.
She’s the person who talks to me in the dark lying on our beds until deep night as though we didn’t talk enough during the day.
She’s the person who argued with her boyfriend on the phone when I fought with mine, and we will end up sobbing and bringing tissues to each other, and fell asleep.
She’s the only person I won’t get angry with when she buys the same stuff, do the same hair, or wears the same clothes as me, because I know that she’s not copying, but simply being herself.
She’s the person whom everyone calls us “The Twins” and people will be surprised to see us not together.
She’s the person who laughs a lot with me at every little thing, and things that no one finds it funny.
She’s the person whom I will call her just to chat if her internet is not working.
She’s the person whom I have to see everyday or else I will feel like something is wrong.
She’s the person I miss when I don’t get to see her for one weekend.
She’s the person whom I know the most about, because I just need to know myself to know her.
She’s the person who will burst out laughing with me when someone falls down.
She’s the person who laughs at the “New Year’s Handicap Man Joke” which I also find it very very funny.
She’s the person who talked with me about our secret fantasies and both got so shy and hid into our blankets.
She’s that other Sexy Santa of that Christmas besides me.
She’s the person who suffered through
She’s the person who makes
She’s the person who carries heavy boxes with me to post offices.
She’s the person who camwhores with me the most.
She’s the person who shared that best-time-in-college-double-date-moment with me.
She’s the person who always worries about me and comforts me even when I am just a little down.
She’s the person who has always been understanding with me and compromises her own needs.
She’s the person who gets angrier than I am when someone hurts me in any way.
She’s the only person who has seen my ugliest times in
She’s the person who will lend me her finger nails to pick out some black stuff between my teeth when I don’t have a toothpick to pick my tooth, and when my own nails are fake.
She’s the person who yelled at me for talking to her in the middle of the night when I tried to answer her question and because she fell asleep after asking it.
She’s the person who comes to
She’s the person whom I travel and tour around the world with.
She’s the person whom I do everything with because she is everything I need.
She’s the person I’ll miss the most after we graduate from College and I will try everything I can to visit her often.
She’s the person I love, need, and care, without changing my sexual preference.
But even when we have to be apart…
She’s the person whom I truly wish can be happy with whatever she chooses to do in her life.
She’s the person whom I really wish can end up with the person she really loves and also loves her with all his heart.
She’s the person whom I really hope that she will never forget about me, our friendship, our memories, and the tough and happy life we’ve shared.
She’s the person who will be my best friend forever.
And she’s the person who is now eagerly waiting to read this blog even when it is already
And she is the person I want to thank, for everything she has done for me, and for everything she will be doing.
And simply for her presence, and for her being Audrey Ooi Feng Ling.
Yes, I cried reading this (more than if I fight with Yeff wtf) and called her up and sobbed.
Sobbed so much that Naoko knocked on my door and asked me if I’m okay.
Then I had to lie and say oh I cried because of my Korean drama, it was really sad. wtf.
Let me post more thorough pictures of the holiday I took with my soulmate (and the Three Angry White Men)
At the airport. Bunch of nerds, all of them brought books to read. Okayla so did I, but mine were textbooks TT. Though I did buy Shanghai Baby to read (on non-recommendation from Tze) but left it in the plane on the way home wtf.
Then David fell asleep.
Upon reaching, we chanced upon some coconuts.
Neal is Angry White Man No.2 because all of us donned our shades indoors to take a photo but he refused, saying “I’m not going to look like a stupid tourist!”. Don’t know how he’s going to avoid doing that, seeing as he’s a white guy in an Asian country.
Trey is Angry White Man No. 1 because he knocks me on the head for every stupid thing I say. Which apparently, is every other sentence. =.=
Our room.
Our bed that everyone was fighting for space on.
One of our main pursuits was playing this cardgame called “Asshole”. The winner is President, and the loser is Asshole. Guess who is Asshole 90% of the time. God, I hate this game.
David is Angry White Man No. 3 because he got into a fight with Neal while we were playing Asshole. Actually don’t need to click, this video is a waste of time.
I forgot what we were looking at but I thought this pic was funny.
This pic is blurry but my pose is damn hiao hahahah.
We went for midnight walks on the beach.
We bought a paper lantern to make a wish and release it. Me and Angela wished we would be reborn as real sisters in our next life. And in order to remember and appreciate our siblingess wtf, we promised each other not to drink the Old Lady’s Forgetting Tea before we cross the bridge wtf.
We also went snorkelling. (Angie, this is the nicest picture of you ok! At least I didn’t put the one where your eyes are stretched apart hahahahaha)
The content smile on my face conceals the fact that I was terrified to put my head under water EVEN THO I KNOW HOW TO SWIM AND HAD ON A SNORKELLING MASK. All because of Trey nearly drowning me the day before. God I hate him.
Drying in the sun:)
I like shallow water.
Eh sorry ar I’m self-obsessed.
But you have to give me chance…
Because despite applying 7 layers of sunblock everytime we went out, I still turned the color of char siew and thus am not taking photos of myself for the next 3 months.
In desperation, I put on Neal’s tshirt. You’ll never see another picture of me in a polo tee because I think they’re hideous.
While everyone else lay down and tanned, I tried building a sandcastle.
I got this far before running into the shade.
Me and David. Dunno why I tiptoe, not like it makes a difference.
Er the purpose of this picture is to show u the water *lying
And and this is to show you…I dunno la. wtf.
This is to show you Trey’s butt crack wtf. These are the Speedos that caused David to pretend not to know Trey HAHAHAHAH.
Wearing our glasses.
Angela’s best friend.
We found a waterfall and they thought it’d be funny to act out a shampoo commercial. =.=
Look how cool I am doing this cable thing. Is it really called Flying Fox? Why not Flying Squirrel? Or bat? Or Spiderman? wtf.
Truth be told, I was terrified and didn’t even dare look down at first. I went so slow that I got stuck in the middle of the cable and the worker had to start pulling down on the end to make me move and got scolded by the Three Angry White Men.
Then the next time I went so fast and forgot to brake that everyone shouted and jumped out of the way, luckily the worker caught me before I slammed into a tree and ended up on the floor of some rainforest as a flying fox’s food. wtf.
The End.
What have I been doing for the past week?
At the beach!
On a well-deserved holiday!
Since Photobucket is still down, this is going to be a short random post. No mood.
Because my Prison Break awaits!
My hair matches my top! Somewhat.
At some park.
I will never forgive Trey for chasing me down despite my hysterical pleas, throwing me across his back, running into the ocean, prying my hands off his shoulders and dumping me into the water where my feet don’t even touch the bottom. And for doing it countless times. I swear I swallowed two gallons of sea water. I also swear the whole beach thought I was getting raped, the way I screamed. Fucker.
Okay Imageshack is driving me crazy so setakat ini sahaja lah.
Oh today is my birthday but I’m too lazy (and old) to do anything for it wtf.
Oh my god Jesus Christ Superstar!
Look who’s back yo!
Finally received the cds from Mummy Ooi. I spent all of last night and today reformatting my computer then fretting because for some reason I couldn’t go online.
Didn’t even wash my face this morning when I woke up and just kept trying to fix my computer.
Even called up Dell and suffered trying to explain my problem in Japanese.
But finally! I figured out that the problem lay in my not having a modem driver and Darren figured out which driver I needed and made me download it and now here I am!
Freshly showered and moisturised and everything.
So today’s is going to be a backdated photo entry.
Because I finally got my very own camera! Earned through hours of teaching bratty middle schoolers English.
Sealed my own torture by telling them of the time I went to Genting and banged my face on the bumper car steering wheel, making my mouth bleed and my front teeth shake. Of all the things I taught them, they never forgot this and never failed to remind me of it either.
But this baby is worth it. As worth it as downloading Goong and getting worms wtf.
For New Year’s I went to Kiyomizu Temple.
The front.
Love Stone in the temple.
The view from up there.
Me and Otousan.
Then we went home and had longevity soba.
A few days after that, it was Coming of Age Day for Kanae. Japanese people reach adulthood at age 20 and on Coming of Age Day (Seijin Shiki), they put on kimono or suits and take professional pictures, go to a shrine to attend the ceremony, then go out drinking at night with their friends.
I tagged along when Kanae was getting her hair, makeup and kimono done.
Then after that my camera went out of battery so you don’t get to see the finished product. wtf.
Ooh then last week I met up with Minami, Sze Jiann’s girlfriend, and she passed me a bunch of stuff from Mummy Ooi. Boring stuff like bak kut teh, bak hu, Maggi tom yam abalone wtf…
AND an album of pictures of me growing up. Of which I promptly took pictures of with my camera to show people who don’t believe that SERIOUSLY I WAS DAMN FUGLY.
Though admittedly, I did start life as an amazingly adorable baby.
A tad fat, but still very endearing.
Still cute and pretty! I think I was 4 or 5.
But cute and pretty mutated into…..
Jeng jeng jeng! Age 9 or 10.
Hsin censored herself HAHAHAHAH. Age 11.
Age 13.
At 16 I still looked like this. How atrocious wtf.
So I guess we know that the transformation that took place was pretty recent. (God my eyebags are terrible.)
Then there was the AKP New Year Party where we all got to wear kimono.
This pic looks damn geisha-like. If only we were holding, like a fan, instead of a camera.
My pretty obi and long sleeves. (Long furisode signifies a young unmarried woman)
Angie, me, Prindle sensei (the one who told me I dressed badly but I love her now), Yen and Cammi.
Us with dashing Matt.
With Neal. I looked quite shitty that night. Isn’t it always like this, when there’s a nice big function to dress up for, your hair will inevitably look disgusting and while you’re sitting at home in front of the computer your hair will look so good that you don’t even want to remove your makeup cos that will spoil the illusion? Or is that just me?
With Dan.
Me and Angela with Trey-smiles.
Me with my favorite teacher in the world, Prof Lipman (and his wife)
Me and all the Taiwanese. Angela might as well be one too. Angie, me, Andrea, Christin and Christine.
Me and Naoko. God, she’s photogenic.
Me and Christine with Mrs Matsuyama, the lady who dressed me in my kimono. I like her so much, she was damn enthusiastic and sweet.
David, Andrea and me. We weren’t ready.
Random photo of Neal and Angela hahahahaah. Neal looks pissed and Angela looks like a nut.
We went on a field trip to Junichiro Tanizaki’s house. He’s one of Japan’s most famous writers. But
died already. Better than Murakami okay!
The tour guide showed us photos of Tanizaki. In the picture on the bottom right, you can see Tanizaki sitting in the same spot with his wife. Prindle Sensei made me and Will sit there and pretend to be Mr and Mrs Tanizaki. =.=
Here’s one of me being hardworking.
Angela wanted to be hardworking too, but her nose looks like someone’s penis HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA.
Eh really wan, I was writing an essay.
Angie was just pretending la. See her pen isn’t even open!
Sticker pictures. Jesus Christ superstar, I’m addicted.
Pictures to commemorate…
New hair color!
Angela got blond highlights while I got pink.
I can afford to play with my hair now because come senior year, I’m going to take off my extensions, cut my hair, lock myself up in my room and write my fucking thesis.
The End.
ZOMG I AM ONLINE.
USING THE COMPUTER IN THE AKP LOUNGE.
DUE TO INTENSE HAPPINESS I SHALL TYPE IN CAPS.
YES MY COMPUTER TURNED INTO AN MALNOURISHED BABY AND GOT WORMS.
AND YES I WAS THE ONE WHO INFECTED MY ENTIRE HOUSEHOLD’S NETWORK DOWNLOADING STUPID GOONG.
I AM SORRYYYYYYYYYYYYYY
ANYWAY, WON’T BE ONLINE FOR AT LEAST 2 MORE WEEKS BECAUSE I’M STILL WAITING FOR THE CD FROM MUMMY OOI TO ARRIVE.
Anyway since my computer has been MIA, I have been very *re*productive wtf and reading all my freaking textbooks way ahead of my deadlines and sleeping very early for lack of more interesting things to do.
For the first time in my life I, Audrey Ooi, am on top of things. Instead of finishing my work a day before the deadline I now finish all my work like one day after they’re assigned.
Yea, I’m doing pretty good except every now and then I turn on my computer *even though it\s unusable and just stare at my desktop in nostalgia wtf.
Okay gotta go book appointment for hair extensions.
Don’t miss me yo!
I still haven’t reformatted the computer, nor has my health totally returned.
I wasn’t going to blog, but I’m on the verge of tears now wtf so I shall.
For the past 3 years, Angela Luo has been my sister, best friend, roommate, mother, classmate, co-worker, clubbing mate and double date partner wtf.
People told us not to room together, best friends almost never work out living together.
But we’re the best roommate on campus.
The only time we ever got annoyed with each other was when I was watching Desperate Housewives on tv and she wanted to watch some Taiwanese variety show on her laptop.
She put up with my messiness, despite being the clean freak she is.
She forgave me when I dragged her through the snow to the art musuem to borrow art supplies, but couldn’t find any and later discovered that I had only dreamed that they had supplies available.
She even forgave me when our shopping trip to an outlet mall got called off because I broke our friend’s car window.
She’s the person who dressed up as ganguro with me to cheer ourselves up after not being able to go shopping.
She’s the only person I won’t get angry at if we both buy the exact same top.
She’s the person with whom I exchange headphones with and play the same song on our respective mp3 players so we can listen to the same thing together.
She’s the one whom I walk around with attached like siamese twins by our headphones.
She’s the one with whom Prindle sensei and Trey and the rest refer to us “the twins”.
She’s the one who, early in the morning when we’re making our way to class, I snap at because she’s talking to me too early in the day.
She’s the one who got fat with me during our first year.
She’s the person whom on Sundays wakes up with me at 1245 because brunch ends at 1315, rush downstairs without brushing our teeth, and tapau our lunch upstairs to eat while watching downloaded movies.
She’s the person who always knows what I’m thinking or am going to say, because she is thinking the same thing.
She’s the one who in the cafeteria, because we both want warm tea, fills up half a cup with cold tea while I half fill another one with hot, and we exchange cups without speaking and continue to fill them up so we end up with 2 identical cups of warm ocha.
She’s the person I talk to on MSN even though we’re sitting 2 feet away from each other.
She’s the one who fights with her boyfriend on the same nights as me, so we both end up lying on our beds in the dark, sobbing on our phones.
She was also the one who planned with Darren to surprise me on my birthday and convinced him to come to America even though he didn’t have his visa.
She’s the one I copied off in Calculus, and who copied off me during Physics.
She’s the person whom I know the most about.
She’s the one who suffered beside me through the New England winters, 8.35 am classes, and not washing hair for days on end.
She’s the one without whom I would never have survived New England.
She’s Ai Kago and I’m Nozomi Tsuji.:)
She’s the one who finds all my jokes funny, even the “GEDDIT” ones that others don’t get.
Naturally the one whom I camwhore with the most.
The one who laughs louder than me when somebody else falls down.
She’s the person who’s the devil when it comes to shopping and always convinces me to get something.
She’s the one who depends on me for her purchases. “Ok if you get that, I’ll get this.”
The easiest person to buy presents for, because all I have to do is buy what I really want for myself.
She’s someone who loves purikura as much as me.
She’s the person I miss if I haven’t seen her for even one weekend.
She’s the one whose fugly bed hair I’ll miss looking at through my thick plastic spectacles with both of us dressed in sweatshirts and wool socks.
I met Angela on the first day I arrived at Mount Holyoke. I was walking by with Mai and Ning on the way to look at the stables (dunno why also I freaking hate nature okay) and Angela was standing outside Blanchard with her luggage waiting for someone to come and pick her up and show her to her dorm.
We stopped by and spoke to her and I hated her at once wtf.
She had on a pink jacket and was carrying a pink DIesel bag (I hate other girls who like pink =.=).
She spoke with an American accent (Showing off your English ar?).
Her voice was damn high and girly (Sour grapes. Why must fake her voice and act cute!)
I thought she would be someone I’d bitch about all year long and hoped never to see her again wtf.
But alas wtf the next day as I was making my way to the breakfast hall, I bumped into Angela who ran up to me and linked arms with mine wtf and asked me to go shopping at Wal-mart with her.
I thought, shit la why is this freaking high-pitched leech sticking to me like glue wtf. But I’m a human with needs, and what I needed was stuff for my room so I had no choice.
Then at Wal-mart we picked out all the same things (in pink), bought the same amount of mirrors wtf and I realised this girl had potential.
We went back to school, did our makeup together and went for some stupid welcome party, found it boring and ditched it, and told each other our life stories walking back to our rooms, and by the end of the night were best friends. 🙂
Much later I found out that the reason why she came and attached herself so quickly to me wtf, was because when she saw me, I was wearing white and pink polka-dotted baggy/bubble socks (yes la I’m that ah lian) and she recognised we’re the same type of person.
To think I owe finding my soulmate to a pair of pink baggy socks:)
She’s the person whose kids are going to be best friends with/marry mine.
She’s the one thing I’ll miss about Mount Holyoke when I graduate.
And I’ll miss her probably more than my parents or Darren.
I’m sick and so is my computer.
I’ve got a sore throat, a headache, throbbing heat behind my eyeballs wtf and a cough. The good news is, my voice doesn’t sound like an agitated man anymore. The bad news is, it sounds like a dinosaur wtf.
This is so unfair. How come I don’t get the low husky sexy voices like Cecilia Cheung and Ayu and Koda Kumi wtf but get an excited man’s one wtf.
And my computer has worms and something called buffer overflow!
So no more blogging until I am well and the WIndows CD arrives so I can reformat.
Off to watch Goong which is the best Korean drama in the world. Everybody go download okay! I think the princess (Chaegyung) looks like me wtf.
(No, she doesn’t)
*cracks knuckles* (Not that I can actually do that in real life)
Since I’m so damn bored, I shall do a looking-back-on-2006 post.
Okay okay! Oh this is so exciting wtf. I’m living vicariously through my own past wtf.
In 2006 I…
…flew to Toronto to spend my winter break with Darren and his family.
…became a leech for Michelle.
…went to NIagara Falls.
…built my first snow penguin
…dressed up as a Manchu royal concubine for a fashion show.
…was surprised by Darren at Mount Holyoke for my birthday:)
…went to New York with him.
…had my pomelo tree wrecked by the freak storm in Subang Jaya. My parents taped it up or something. =.=
…applied for AKP and got in!
went for a Black Eyed Peas concert
…attended a 7 year old’s birthday party
…took part in a movie production! (holding lamps). But said production never got finished because the lead came down with dengue. *stares at Hsin*
…had a big fight with Suet where I called her “flat” among other things (conveniently forgetting my own condition).
…made up with Suet and became best friends (who are going to the same college next year wheeee)
Not our best moment.
…sent my brother off to America
…had a huge fight with another close friend.
…learned a lot about myself and grew up a little bit more.
(no pictures to protect identity wtf)
…worked my ass off to buy a ticket to Melbourne to see Darren.
…and I made it!
…met someone whose blog I used to stalk, and became best friends in two weeks:)
…moved to Japan and met a lot of interesting people and some amazing friends.
…moved in with another family and fell in love with all of them.
…went into the onsen and saw each other naked.
…celebrated my first proper Halloween.
…went to DisneySea
…got hair extensions!
…and became even more inseparable with my soulmate.
Laughed a lot, cried a lot,
played and stressed a lot.
Was lucky enough to travel a lot,
Got disillusioned and cheered myself up, a lot
Found friends in unexpected places,
Thought of as flighty and wasn’t taken seriously a lot,
Got a little more sure of what I want to do with my life (still working on it though)
Got a little more sure of the person I am and the person I want to be.
2006 has been a great year. Bring it on, ’07.
So Christmas was a dud. (As expected wtf.)
Went out with Neal on Christmas Eve for some last minute shopping.
My entire host family thought I was on a date. Because apparently, the Japanese don’t go out girl and guy one on one.
Christmas here is like Valentine’s Day elsewhere. Everywhere we went, giggly girls in ribboned skirts and boots were clinging on to their bomber-jacket wearing boyfriends.
Fine la! Sour grapes la!
Me and Neal concocted a plan to keep going on the escalator and if there was a cute couple behind us, he’d push me into the arms of the guy and while that guy is “feeling me up” (in his words) wtf, he’d comfort the girl wtf.
But no cute couple could be found in the bookstore so we gave it up.
Then I went home, ate cake and drank champagne and that was my Christmas wtf.
The cake I bought. I don’t really understand why there are candles on a Christmas cake, but it was quite delicious.
Oh and I got 5000 yen from my host parents for my new-camera fund!:))
(which went into the cake wtf)
I’m guessing New Year’s will be something like this too. Except there will be the New Year’s concert on TV (forgot what it’s called – Yeff knows best) and I get to eat the longevity noodles yay!
I realise when I’m bored I get happy about food very easily. Which I guess would explain why I got so goddamn fat at Mount Holyoke. (Speaking of which, Suet got into MHC wheeeee!! I got teman there next year!!:D:D Other than my babie Angie of course)
And being bored also made me go out today to buy blank CDS and come back with bags of clothes. Which is pointless really, because there’s noone around for me to go out with and wear them.
But zomg (learned from Suet) the sales here! Actually they haven’t even officially started yet and the prices are already starting to get slashed!
Okay in Japan, according to Miho and Nozomi, on the 2nd or 3rd day after New Year’s stores everywhere have this ginormous sale where prices are slashed to like 50% and all their new stuff is for sale and everybody goes crazy.
Oh and there’s this thing too where they seal bags full of clothes and sell them for say 5000 yen, but inside are clothes worth maybe 10 000 yen or something. But you don’t know what the bags contain so it’s like a gamble if you buy it. Damn fun!
But not for me, because a lot of clothes don’t fit midgets wtf.
I am so excited! This will be the highlight of my holiday (besides my computer kena-ing virus) and I’m going to wear sneakers and wake up at 7am on that day.
Thought I would have my new camera to play with this holidays but they’re out of stock celaka.
Let me post some purikura to bore you too Ha Ha Ha Ha.
You see in the bottom pic! Angela’s mother’s friend kept gushing over it saying how we looked like 3 beauties wtf. She said Angela was like Charming & Cute and Christine was Pure.
Then she stopped and thought for quite long. And said I’m Logical.
Logical!! WTF! How is logical beautiful!
*dejected hunch* She got nothing to say about me so just die die wanna say something. :(((
Oh but she also said to Angela I’m very quiet and gentle!!!:)))) I like people calling me gentle!
But Angela just slapped her knee and roared and said that it’s only because I don’t know Mandarin to talk to her that’s why I keep quiet and usually I talk a lot and very loud. Fark off laaa Angela wtf.
Yea I’m sorry i was the one who picked these 2 backgrounds and they turned out like shit.
But I picked the Pocky too which is damn unique!
All these were near Shibuya 109.
Oh ya and the other day I was too bored and tried to imagine how it would be if I had big boobs.
So I wore this super push-up bra and tried to take a picture of my cleavage wtf.
But cannot. Had to bend 90 degrees only can see something wtf!
I’m resigning myself to a life as a cute but sexless person wtf. Pembiakan asex wtf.
So much to say but I don’t know how to.
So much for trying to help. It’s not that I was trying to tell you right from wrong, I was just trying to help you see something you might not have realised, that’s all. I guess with some things you just have to get out of the way and ignore it.
Last Friday, Masato and Takeshi brought their guitars and tambourines (showoffs wtf) and we sat outside and listened to them play.
Hahahahahah damn wtf I know!
But they were quite good actually, they wrote their own songs and everything. Very entertaining and kind of sweet in an old-school way.
I finally found someone whose smile is bigger than mine! L-R: Masato, Aud, Angela, Takeshi.
I guess he was jealous, cos here he is trying to stuff the harmonica into my mouth.
Pan cool no.1
Pan cool no. 2
Pan cool no. 3. We decided this would go on their CD sleeve haha.
Finally, a normal picture.
I forgot what it’s called. The sound quality sucks, and Takeshi’s vocals are still a little rough but I damn like the melody! I think Masato wrote it.
Hoshi no Shirushi.
So this Christmas and New Year’s will be spent alone/doing nothing. Okay not alone per se, but with my host family whom I don’t think are actually doing anything for it.
:(((
Oh well, not like the past years have been that happening also. Last year I got to spend it with Darren (and Leroy) but for New Year’s Eve, we watched Chow SIng Chi wtf and waited for their mother to come back from her restaurant (with champagne).
When she came back, we turned on the TV, woke Uncle Ricky (stepdad) and Vyctor (stepson) up and observed Uncle Ricky as he stared blearily at the TV, drank his quota of champagne and when the countdown was over, he said “OK…goodnight.”
And then he staggered upstairs and went back to sleep.
And then the year before that I had my phone stolen by some Mat Rempit.
And on that year’s Christmas Hsin’s car broke down and we were stranded in KL until 4 in the morning.
Sze Jiann is in Shikoku right now and he asked me to go stay with him. I’m tempted to, for want of something better to do. But I don’t even know the host family, a bit pai seh right go and stay at stranger’s house. Should I ar?
Angela is in Tokyo with Mrs Luo. Christine is back in Taiwan.
I’ll go mad if you ask me to hang out with Trey one on one.
Merry Xmas, guys. May your holidays be more fun than mine!
It boggles the mind that my tuition kids knowthings like “grotesque” and “sadism-masochism” and “you shall die” in English but don’t know how to say “busy” wtf.
Okay I’m tired of doing stupid day posts for Tokyo so I’m combining days 3-5 together in one post.
Tokyo Day 3: Shibuya
After coming back at 7am the night before we only managed to drag ourselves out to Shibuya again at night.
While waiting for David outside some electronics store.
Best shop in the world. Better than Maggie T and Miss Whatever okay!
But I assure you I am growing up and losing my love for pink wtf.
Deco damn nice right!
I get my nails at places like this!
To Angela, scenery shots means this.
But probably a lot of people will say the clothes are damn lala again.
AT dinner.
The guy who went clubbing night before and DIDN’T SHOWER EVER SINCE because the people he was staying with left and he didn’t know how to turn on the water hahahahaha.
Tokyo Day 4-5: Harajuku
Okay I mixed these two days because er I wore the same outfit wtf. But that was because those clothes took up the most space, which I needed for my luggage!
Very clean okay I don’t sweat wan.
Getting ready to go out.
We saw this on the way to the Edo musuem. Angela said the chinese word is “fuck” in Chinese ar?
The musuem we were heading to.
We thought the plant name was damn cute since it means first love.
So we took pan shy shots wtf.
First love damn sweet and shy wan ma!
Unfortunately the musuem was closed, so we went to Harajuku. Don’t look at me, I WAS sad! I love musuems, ask Yeff wtf. Fuck scenery and nature and give me history.
Harajuku! But the view not that nice from here. After that we were engrossed in shops and forgot to take any more scenery pictures.
Er must take purikura sempena Tokyo.
I was wrong about the pink shop, THIS is the best shop in the world.
Me and Christine rifling through the boots. And me scratching my head. Dandruff wtf.
Oh I got purple crumpled suede boots!
Brother from another mother. Cos they’re both yellow hahahahahaha.
I damn like these! But too big for me I think:(
Kay I think this was the next day. Because Angela changed and I didn’t wtf.
More scenery shots.
Christine went for a meeting with Morgan Stanley so me and Angie headed down to Harajuku again to waste some time.
Christine returned! (In a nice suit). We’re at Shibuya again with a statue of a dog wtf. No, actually there’s a story about this dog that was damn faithful to its master. Every day the master and the dog would walk to the train station together in the morning and the master would go off to work. Then at night when the master came back, the dog would be waiting for him at the station to go home together. Then I think one day the master died at work or something (wtf) and the dog waited for him at the station for years before it finally died too.
We got free balloons on the way home (there the one I rested on top of some guy’s head in the train).
Not so many pictures on that day because me and Angie took lots of videos instead. But hell will freeze over before I post them up wtf because my voice gives me goosebumps.
Oh ya, if you’re wondering how my hair got from this…
to this…
It’s because I got extensions. Bald no more!
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