Without a sound I took her down. And dressed in red and blue, I squeezed. Imaginary wedding gown that you can't wear in front of me. A kiss goodbye, your twisted shell, as rice grains and roses fall at your feet. Let's say goodbye the hundredth time and then tomorrow we'll do it again.
Tomorrow we'll do it again.

I dragged her down, I put her out. And back there I left her where noone could see. And lifeless cold into this well, I stared as this moment was held for me. A kiss goodbye, your twisted shell, as rice grains and roses fall at your feet. Let's say goodbye the hundredth time and then tomorrow we'll do it again.

I never thought it'd be this way. Just me and you, we're here alone. And if you stay, all I'm asking for is.... A thousand bodies piled up, I never thought would be enough to show you just what I've been thinking.

And I'll keep on making more, just to prove that I adore every inch of sanity. All I'm asking for is...
All I'm asking for is....

These hands staind red, from the times that I've killed you and then we can wash down this engagement ring with poison and kerosene. We'll laugh, as we die, and we'll celebrate the end of things with cheap champagne.

Without, without a sound.
Without, without a sound.
And I wish you away.

MUSE what made me unbeautiful. says:

wow

MUSE what made me unbeautiful. says:

tt's pretty powerful

MUSE what made me unbeautiful. says:

so i should be true to myself.

mulia@30136631 is Prince Hal no more says:

well, yeah. as much as you can be wrong.

mulia@30136631 is Prince Hal no more says:

but unless you're convincingly corrected

mulia@30136631 is Prince Hal no more says:

so stick to yourself, but always have the attitude that welcomes correction and change

mulia@30136631 is Prince Hal no more says:

so not just plain stubbornness

mulia@30136631 is Prince Hal no more says:

rather firmness

MUSE what made me unbeautiful. says:

mmm..

mulia@30136631 is Prince Hal no more says:

basically, hold dear to what you believe is true until you're proven otherwise

mulia@30136631 is Prince Hal no more says:

at that time

mulia@30136631 is Prince Hal no more says:

u must immediately forsake all that you believe to be true

mulia@30136631 is Prince Hal no more says:

easier said than done

I'm taking Mulia's words to heart, and I'm one step closer in my chase for THE DREAM. Today I went for MCT at Tan Tock Seng and the results came out negative! YAY. Means I haven't any signs of asthma and that Air Force has no reason to turn me down now. I'm getting closer....and closer....and the excitement's building up.... And right now I'm torn between Right and Risky. Of course whatever's right is safe and by no means brings me any closer to my ultimate goal while risky means I might or might not get it.

Waddafark.

Besides wrecking my brains over this, I've been really busy with hall hockey (we're in the semis!) and hall and school dance, so much that I've had to neglect inline hockey, peh. Oh yeah, during our match against Hall 7 today I missed my penalty and hence I'm a super big loser. JEEZ CAN'T I DO ANYTHING RIGHT.

CAN'T. I. DO. ANYTHING. RIGHT.

Riana, you fucking big failure you.

Many things have happened in the last 3 days (even more than me kissing a girl, HAH!).

1. Realizing I've neglected someone very important to me this holiday.
2. Actually being able to read sensitive emails and then reply them in a similarly sensitive manner. Okay, I might have take one and a half months for one of them.
3. Convincing my mum to allow me to get my bike license, again.

There's more but I'm to lazy/busy to elaborate. Tomorrow I have hockey training at 9, followed by a bball match, followed by a hockey match. WHAT THE FUCK. Or, just to fit how I'm feeling right now, WADDAFFAK. Sorry Dawnie! By putting myself through this I've unintentionally made you suffer as well...

My dog looks kinda sad too. Nowadays she just looks at me and I see only one question in her eyes, "When are you gonna play with me?" Which is abit absurd because I play with her whenever I can. I just don't know how to make them happy anymore, maybe because I'm too absorbed in myself. Aye. Shit. All I wanna do is run off to KL and get killed there or something.

I hate this part right here.

Quick update!

I changed race. (Tanned and looking less chinese than what I really am, which is half, if you didn't know)
I got high last night.
I went to butter fact.
I met many many people.
I kissed a girl.

Kay now it's YOUR job to connect the dots. Not such a pleasant story huh. Anyway, whatevAsXZszszx, what happens in a club, stays in a club. (Heard that from soommeeeooonnneeeeeeeeeee...... hmm)

So I met Dex last night in high hopes of taking advantage of the free flow at butter and at the same time expecting a not very big crowd. By the time we got there, THERE WAS A QUEUE! Like wow right?! The last 4 times I've been there I never spent more than half an hour in the club cause it was near empty. NEAR EMPTY. CLUB. NEAR. EMPTY. Doesn't really make sense right? But that's butter fact for you... The crowd was noob. Not even noob noob, like nub noob. The freeflow queue was near ridiculous. The freeflow drinks available were ridiculous. So, sadly, Dex and I inevitably ended up having to spend our dosh for drinks. And then.....

drink......................drink.....................and driiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnkkkk.

and I kissed a girl. Anyway I refuse to enter Butter Fact again, unless they reserve a whole keg of Asahi JUST FOR MOI hee hee hee. SO! Today I'm skipping hockey and bball training because I'm obviously not sober enough to run around, let alone pass a ball but I'm definitely gonna go register for my class 2B bike license. YES, YOU HEARD RIGHT! RIANA ISH GETTIN' HER BIKE LICENSE! VROOM VRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMM! and after that more clubbing at Rebel =] I plan to die from alcohol poisoning. Either that or in a bike accident HAH. I'm serious. Because now I have certainly grasped the meaningless of life and hence, I embrace it. Imagine me coming to such a serious conclusion in my drunken state... My thoughts in disarray.... Trying desperately to find MEANING, only to be shaken to my senses when the Corono bottle landed with a 'PLOSH' after I hurled it across Robertson Quay...

PLOSH!

That's the end of it. That's how things end. That's how my life will end. It'll be finished, and absolutely nothing will come of it. Nobody cared about the demise of the bottle as they watched me fling it to the watery depths of beer hell and nobody will care about mine. In that moment, I accepted my insignificance in this forsaken life as Dex snored on peacefully across the table. It was a bitter but calming realization, and so I closed my eyes to join him in the abyss of his drunken dreamland.

Only God knows how I got home last night hahahahaha. So I joke..........and smile.

Well! Seems like I've totally forgotten about this dump but thanks to Li Chung's interest in my darling Dawnkins, it seems that the fire of my passion for blogging has been rekindled! But not so much at 3.08 in the morning.

Let's begin with a quick update about my life now.

I'm currently in NTU studying Mechanical Engineering (gross). I'm in PYROS, NTU's Inline Hockey Team, MJ Dance, NTU's Hip Hop Dance Crew and recreatiional archery club. Actually, scratch the last one. I don't even go for the trainings. I stay in Hall 8 and in hall, I'm a block rep, netball i/c and I suppose I would consider myself to be in hall dance. DO I NOT SOUND LIKE I HAVE A FUCKING BUSY LIFE?!

Kay, Ima gonna get me some sleep. It be late. To be continued in Part 2!

 The sun, setting on what was, setting on what could have been. In essence all that lovers have sought.
Too slow, to cherish what was had, until you haven't anything.
Your fingers ache to have it once more.

Here's to long goodbyes, and all the songs they bring. Romanticize.
Linger on what bliss with which we fly, and all that's promising...
Watch it slide.
Here's to hope.

Long for a silver line, tracing all that's darkening your days and their silences.
Wear your sorrow with a smile, to wear away the memories of what was near, but never quite here.

Here's to long goodbyes, and all the songs they bring. Romanticize.
Linger on what bliss with which we fly, and all that's promising...
Watch it slide.

So you sing for the silence.

Here's to long goodbyes, and all the songs they bring. Romanticize.
Linger on what bliss with which we fly, and all that's promising...
Watch it slide.
Watch it slide.
Here's to hope
Here's to Hope - Whence He Came
.
Wow I've been so busy with work and I haven't even worked a full week yet L O L. Part time working at Prive Bakery Cafe shouldn't becalled part-time. It should be called FLEXIBLE TIME. Cause CK (our darling manager) tells me when to come to work and when to leave, no arguments thank you very much. It's quite an interesting experience working as a waitress as compared to admin nonsense (eg. sitting in the office and growing fat) and I admit that I have newfound respect for those in the tertiary sector of the working community.  Being a waitress means having to think smart, work fast, keep fit and being sociable as hell. YOU DIDN'T KNOW?! You can't be socially inept (like how I notice certain admin staff are) if you want to be a waitress!!! Hahahahaha okay la I'll stop looking down on admin peeps. But I can't NOT boast that my salary's better than alot of admin's L O L. Anyway, last week the clippers were at keppel harbour to rest abit before sailing to Cheena Land. SOOOOOOOOO alot of ang mohs which means alotta HAMs la. Can you imagine poor, deprived, HAM-obsessed Riana working in a gorgeous cafe frequented by HAMs? It would be considered an obvious source of distraction, no? Haha. Well, miraculously, I am quite sick of serving ang mohs. For instance, I served 15 cups of coffee to a bunch of ang moh sailors and 2 of them were special orders with extra milk in them.
Me: *as polite as pie* Who ordered the milk coffees?
15 fuckers: *continue talking about something very much less important than the two milk coffees*
Me: Erm.... Excuse me, who's having the milk coffees?
15 fuckers: *continue to ignore me*
After that I just dumped all 15 coffees on the table without bothering to seperate the two special orders and muttered, "knn ccb" while walking away. Later, Muneera and I sent their food to them and they just STARED at us like, "What the fuck is this?!" I was soooo bloody tempted to say, "FOOD, sir, have you ever seen FOOD in your life? You know, you put it in your mouth and you chew on it?!" Fuck man, seriously, dumbasses. But the worst customers are actually the Singaporeans. I refilled the cylinders for two old and rude-like-shit ah peks who ordered English Breakfast Tea and one of them was like, "Which one was originally mine? You forgot right? I marked my cylinder so I know okay." OKAY. Firstly, it is virtually IMPOSSIBLE to mark a fucking metal and glass cylinder and secondly, THERE'S NO FUCKING DIFF-ER-ENCE. Unless you wrote your fucking stupid name (Probably Mr. Pork or something, hence his shitass attitude) on every fucking tea leaf in the cylinder la! Then that one my fault la! Another two women, much nicer but equally stupid, were complaining about houseflies and they asked me, "Where do they come from ah?" UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. HMMMMM, lemme think, now where do flies come from.... I dunno, maybe your ASS? I went in the cafe to complain and Gladice told me to say, "Mam, shall I put a FROG there to get rid of the flies?" Haha, after that I was in a pretty good mood. Last week there was an event for some photographer named Dominic Khoo and the whole night was like a scene from Gossip Girl. There were TONS of models and celebrities! I saw Diana Ser and she's skinny like some starving orphan you know. Kinda turn off actually. Was so affected that I puked out my food the next day. Anyway, there was this Channel 8 actress who i know for a fact can't speak proper English for anyone's nuts and she was actually trying to SLANG with me. What the fuck. I almost vomitted blood, can? Anyway, Irene Ang was the nicest celebrity cause she called me DEAR and didn't stare at me when I served her. =) I fucking hate it when customers stare at me while I'm trying to do my job. Makes me wanna drop everything and slap their faces left and right. Oh yeah and I broke a glass after May and Choy left. Too excited HAHA. Sorry I don't have any pictures of my workplace yet. It's really beautiful there! Like another scene out of Gossip Girl.... Haha...

Anyway let's move on to the 3-day job Yaoen and Joanne took up at the Jobs DB Career Fair! Dawnie, Yannie and I, not having anything to do at that time due to our jobless status, visited the couple at Suntec and boy, did we have fun.

We actually wanted to surprise the couple so we came up with a few tactics....

1. Hide behind the bigass map given to us.


2. Disguise ourselves.


3. Act like ghosts. (???)




HAHAHAHA. But halfway through our discussion Miss Joanne-the-smart suddenly called out, "RIANA!" and we were all like "Shit!!!!" The funniest part was when Yannie and Dawnie continued hiding despite Joanne already having spotted them earlier on L O L.

Later we moved to Yaoen's counter to try to surprise HER as well. And then Dawnie's face turned white when she saw.....
HER CLASSMATE.


Anyway, we all went for dinner at Hong Kong Cafe (AGAIN, hahahahaha) and we witnessed child abuse outside the restaurant.

Can you see the hands under the handbag?


Look carefully again....


Which mother in her right mind would try to suffocate her SLEEPING child with such a big handbag??? Jeez... Parents nowadays...

Hahahahaha Dawnie's frowning cause she doesn't know she has a grain of rice on her chin L O L.


After that, went to Mulia's place to finish up the Kahlua and Vodka (or try to). He gave me this bloody strong Screwdriver which triggered a nasty chain of events that I refuse to recount. Except that I saw Mr Murder again and I screwed up, again.

This be the messiest room I ever sawed. 


Fast foward to day before yesterday! I'm lazy to type everything that happened so I'll just let the pictures tell the story yeah?





Obviously a very irritated Dawnie being pestered by a very irritating Yannie....


Later we went up to the 9th level at Cine to watch movies in the room we booked. Watched "My wife is a gangster 3" and "Who slept with her?" VERY VERY NICE! BUT....

The TV is abit far only la.


I realised Yaoen is always lying down. Even at Dawnie's place, most of the pictures we take are of her lying down. Damn lazy siah L O L. Anyway some photos of sexy Dawnkins.

Dawnie's hawt legs.


Dawnie's hawt pose.


Heh and last but not least.....

BIG-EYED AND BEEYOOTEEFOOOL!


LOL. The gold one's LuLu (aka ME) and the white one's MiMi (aka DAWNIE). I'll be back with photos from my work place!

They say 'Low' eight times la. I bloody counted. DAWNIE YOU BE WRONG! 

Haha, anyway, it has been a very exciting weekend! Let's begin with the UNDERWATER WORLD excursion with Winsy! I took hell lota pictures of fish faces. Freaking hilarious, I tell you. They all have the same expression, like...

this...


this...


and this! Looks like it's got a cheek tumour huh, L O L.


FUNNY RIGHT FUNNY RIGHT?! Anyway Underwater World is like a fish version of real-life community. Why? There are the bloody dao people who drift here and there doing nothing (The Sharks), the friendly people who pose for you when you take a picture (The Manta Rays), the gangstas and not forgetting, THE BLINGAS.

Fish with bling, like the upper class society of our world L O L.


Friendly fish! They seriously posed for my camera.


Haha, it was really fun and interesting to watch another world of characters telling their individual stories (Refer to first fish picture, "I'm obviously very sad." and third fish picture, "I'm quite hungry." I was quite happy until we came to the Dugong. 



Look at its sad face! It's so obviously lonely and yet they put it with an eel that tries to hump it every 15 mins! And all it does is roam about this miserable tank without any other warm-blooded pal for company while the fishes just spy on its beauty! Don't believe me? I caught one red-handed! See!



Still can't see it? LOOK AGAIN!


HAHAHAHAHAHHAA. I'm so terrible man. So we took a cable car back (CABLE CAR!!! WHEEEEE!!!) and I screamed myself hoarse AGAIN.



Yep. Now on to Saturday! Had mentoring (Gosh, what a boring activity to occupy myself with) at SYFC and then Kayu-ed with the JC alumni peeps. Wow, I really miss the PPL times man. Anyway I rushed home to get some shut-eye. Met Miss Robyn (HONOURED OR NOT?) in Toa Payoh Central and we set on our journey to Settlers! Quite fun la. Played some monkey stick thing (Sounds wrong) and then Saboteur which turned out to be a REALLY EXCITING GAME hahahaha. Haireel kept winning only because HE DIDN'T DO ANYTHING LORH. NUFFINK AT ALL.

There, the monkey stick thing.


And here's Afzal not playing the game at all. He was blocked most of the time L O L. Abit loser.


Anyway, after that, me, Robyn, Song Xuan, Ken and Haireel trotted off to Timbre. Grandpa Ken brought us ONE BIG BLOODY ROUND to nowhere and only when I intervened did we make some progress. Only because Riana is mighty. Bought some drinks and cam-whored like nobody's business L O L. I'm only gonna use Robyn's photos from now on CAUSE THEY ARE SO BLOODY BEAUTIFUL AS COMPARED TO MINE! Heh, hope you don't mind Aunty!





Told you we were cam-whoring. OH OH AND THESE OTHER PHOTOS ARE DAMN NICE! 

Ken looks like some monster here haha.




Beeyooteefool, no? Ehe. After that Miss Robyn, Wei Jin and I proceeded to MoS where we got to go to the SKY LOUNGE.... What an exciting experience la! Alot of free shows there as well, haha. Anyway I think both of us got abit drunk cause I kept laughing excessively loudly (the word is EXCESSIVELY) and she.....well, she kept saying she felt giddy, L O L. Smoove sucks man. There was this guy who basically came and groped Robyn like she was some kind of main course steak and I was so spent that I shouted in his face, "EH. HE NOT CUTE LEH." followed by, "SHE'S MINE!!! SHE'S MIIIINNNEEEE!!!" Yep. K fast-forward fast-forward we met Al and Cheese!



SO PRETTY AH? I think I should cut away my face from this photo man... So we bought a jug of Vodka Soda and danced until the music stopped... At the end of it, this angmoh who told me he was 25 (LIAR) asked for my number and I bloody saw his son's photo on his handphone k! Lousy bastard... Anyway, it's ok la, was lying to him half the time. =) Okay, for those who know, I realise that I have missed a very important part of the story. But currently I really have nothing else to say. ROBYN! DON'T SAY I MISS HIM AH! Oh yeah, there was a fight between Al, Cheese and this other guy shortly after this picture was taken....

Looks so peaceful huh? Like 5 policemen came after that HAHA.


Oh oh! I've found a worthy adversary for having big eyes! And nope, it's not Tang Yaoen! Lost to her a long long time ago L O L. 

Meet.....THE SEA TURTLE!


So pretty huh! On Monday, wasted some time with Joel and then went for some muay thai class with Team 6. Fucking funny la.... All of them kept doing this waterfall noise like, "ISH! ISH! ISH!" Bwahahahaha, so all of us started imitating them then kena scolded for giggling. -____-  Netball training so much funner can. KNS. Had a really late dinner with Yannie.... Felt damn guilty la! So guilty that I dreamt Andrea Fonseka was disappointed in me for eating Yoshi. SHIT SIAH. And she was eating vegetables while shaking her head slowly at me. What a nightmare.

Anyway, I realised I can't really blog while listening to music cause halfway I wanna type stuff like, "DOLLA DOLLA BILL YO" so I shall end off with the most beautiful picture EVER!

Big-eyed and beeyooteefool! Yeah!


That night, the indon guy was my Mr Murder. There! End of Story!

Heeeyy Miss Murder can I?
Make Beauty stay if I
take my life?
WHOA OH OHHHH

Except I'm talking about Mr Murder. MY Mr Murder. It's really evil you know, the way he tempts and lures and tortures, only to walk away in the end. HEY! Walk Away by Mad At Gravity!

Find me, I'm falling and fooling myself that it's flight. 
Imperfect, I plummet and ponder, pushed away on principle.
Walk away, and I stare. Would you stand me up again? Wonder if I've said too much? And we'll never speak again.
Forfeit my future for feelings of few far betweens. 
And mindless of merciful measures, making ends pre-empt the means. 
And I searched your eyes for an answer, and shuddered at what I found there. 
As my skin shrunk away from conclusion, that you lack the strength to care.
Walk away, and I stare. Would you stand me up again? Wonder if I've said too much? And we'll never speak again.
This is the way it has to be, that you would turn your back on me. And you and I should walk away.
Walk away and I stare. Would you stand me up again? Wonder if I've said too much? And we'll never speak again. Never speak again.
Never speak again.

Wa lau knn ccb I'm kinda emo now. Hahahaha recently my favourite curse phrase is knn ccb so yeah, don't mind me. *Imagines Dawnie shaking her head in pure disapproval* Anyway, these few days have been quite tiring, especially after a whole week of food poisoning and doing nothing (What a way to start the new year). Started out with my cousin, Darien's birthday!



Mr Birthday Boy turning one decade old!


When I dropped him off at my grandma's, my grandma squinted at me before screaming, "ANDREA AH! LI JIN PUI AH! HEN PANG LEH! NI BU KE YI CHI LE!" Translated into english, she basically let the whole of Seng Kang know that I was terribly obese and that I should refrain from eating in future. My lovely grandmother then proceeded to invite me to stay (but she would not allow me to consume her food, of course) while the rest of my family eyed me up and down, up and down, with mild looks of distaste. NOW YOU KNOW WHY I'M EMO???

So, I rushed to meet my fellow KI classmates at Settlers but KNN! They went to Parkway instead lah! The assholes. Luckily Najid Malakian gave me a ride and so we played pool for about an hour or so. The highlight of the night was going to Sidney's 2nd/3rd/4th/5th/6th/7th home with Najid, Desmond and Terence to play Wii and GUITAR HERO 3!!!!!! 

THE KI PEEPS.




AT SIDNEY'S.....




Now this is damn cool. You get to battle each other by snapping your opponent's string, giving a whammy, reversing the positions of the notes, so on and so forth. Basically you have to kill off your opponent by diminishing his Rock meter drastically. IS THAT COOL? OR IS THAT COOL?

So we played....


And played...


And played...


We moved on to the Wii games which were really damn stupidly funny. EG. Desmond/Yaoming's frantic waving of the controls during the boxing match, Sidney's 360 degrees tennis shots, Najid's speedy punches which the sensor could not register AT ALL thus resulting in his being defeated, my first strike of the night despite repeated failures at releasing the fucking bowling ball.... So in the end I didn't go home lah. Which was really wonderful since I didn't get ANY sleep the night before because of a can of bloody chrysanthemum tea. *Many people go, "What the fuck?!"* Reached home at 8, slept till 11 and went to the Raffles Hotel interview which fucking sucked. Sucking fucked. Soong and I were sooooo dissatisfied that we went to Carlton Hotel (directly next to Raffles Hotel, by the way) just to spite them. HAHA. Had a much better experience there though. Anyway, let's fast-forward to evening la hor. Went clubbing at 'THE ARENA' with Soong, Yuqin and Cheryl's friends, Mulia and Jityew (GITYEW) anddddd errr, shit forgot his name, sorry. They met two other girls there and they kept dancing with each other. 

I'm sorry lah. I can't understand girls feeling each other up. I realise it turns guys on (like crazy) but even if I wanted to attract SOMEBODY I doubt I'd be able to bring myself to do it. I prefer solo, immersing myself in my own little r&b/hip hop world where I'm a Pussycat Doll when I close my eyes for even just a second, this happens only under the influence of alcohol, of course. I'm not one who's usually so unrealistic. Last night, everywhere I turned, there was BOUND to be two girls hugging each other or SOOMMEETTHIING and I got damn irritated. So I filled myself up with lychee martinis and vodka sprite (FREE FLOW LEH, DON'T PLAY PLAY). Admittedly, I had a lot of fun. And Mulia and Jityew are two of the nicest guys I've met in a while, as compared to _ _ _ or _ _ _ _ _ _ or _ _ _ _ _. If you think it's you, then it's definitely you. Haha. I have nothing else to say. I really can't be bothered with some guys. Anywho, stayed out until morning AGAIN which ended with breakfast at KAP. Mighty Riana stayed awake for the majority of three whole days and did not die in the process. HOORAH! So here are the pics! Nothing much though, we were just busy taking pics of ourselves lol.

Me, Qin and Soong.






Was talking to Sean just now. Quite funny, our conversation.
Sean says:
anyhow. i am very tired
Sean says:
i was up very early today and am totally not used to it
MUSE can i have you? please? L O L. turd. says:
lol i came home at 8 in da morning
Sean says:
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Sean says:
such a bad girl
Sean says:
im so disappointed.
MUSE can i have you? please? L O L. turd. says:
what bad girl! i didnt do anything ok.
Sean says:
yeah yeah
Sean says:
tt's what you always say
Sean says:
then end up spending the night at
Sean says:
1.) sentosa
2.) beach
3.) random street
4.) someone's house

Hmmm. Maybe he's right.

I never realized how retarded Najid is.


Me and Janna at the Siloso Beach Countdown Party. Found this pic on nightlife.sg. MY GOSH WE'RE ON A WEBSITE!


YEAH! BIG-EYED AND BEEYOOTEEFOOL!


So Mr Murder, can I have you?

HAHAHAHAHA I'm so full of crap man.

Anyway! JUST for the new and fantabulous (i hope and pray and i hope and pray again) year 2008, I have a brand new erm..... Let's call it.... ehh.... uhh..... Motivational Motto for taking photos! It shall be.....

BIG-EYED AND BEEYOOTEEFOOL!



HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAA I swear I'm so disgusting. But I really need a change lah, from all the hopelessly spastic my-eyes-have-disappeared-mysteriously photos I've been taking previously. See, even the bald man behind is smiling in agreement. Yeah.... He be loving my goldfish look.

So I was reading Nanny and Yaoen and Joanne's blogs and looking at our Team 6 photos and feeling all the warm and icky and mushy feelings in the chest area (not my breasts ah, thank you very much) when I thought, "Wah Seh, I really love these idiots man." I love Yannie for her supposed childish innocence and her crazy laughter (although not crazier than mine) at things that aren't funny at all. I love Andrea for her nanny-ness, all her fabulous beauty tips and her great fashion taste. I love Yaoen for her big eyes which she exploits ever so often like a queen only can and all her evil but really very funny ideas. I love Joanne for her hyper-ness, her emo-ness and her singing abilities (I FINK, LOL). And last but not least, I love Dawnie for her sense of humour which is thankfully not disimilar to mine and all her good-girlyness, no matter how much I try my hardest to influence her in a not very positive manner. Really, my feelings for them can only be summed up to a, "Thank God for them, truly", considering how much faith I have lost in religion and how seldom I thank God for anything at all, really. I would tell you how wonderful each of them are in greater detail but I'm currently too choked with emotion to type more than a sentence. (Oh my god, an emo moment has arrived) In essence I love them all, and life would be undeniably dull and intolerable without them. 

Anyway, let's move on to the more lighthearted matters, shall we? 

On the 29th, I went to a very late Xmas party at Darren's place. It was fun and funny. Here's a pic of me and Aunty Cal. It was SUPPOSED to be a superhero themed party and apparently I'm the cheerleader from Heroes and Aunty Cal's Blackwoman from Heroes Season 3. HAH. Blackwoman, what nonsense.



On the 30th, there was a Team 6 picnic at Sentosa! It was fun and terrible at the same time. It started out with us happily eating chicken wings, drinking sparkling grape juice and making a humungous sand heart while singing BSB songs (You know what BSB stands for right? If you don't, you're a super dunce! Hah!). As you can see..... 







Everyone was there except for Queen Andrea and immediately after she arrived, so did the rain. In greater detail, the 'tsunami'  tragedy actually progressed in this manner....
All of us run to the smaller tent with our things in the attempt of sheltering our food and belongings.
Yaoen and I set on our quest to turn on the lights and fan in the tent.
We succeed and return with triumph brimming in our proud and mighty hearts.
We shout something like, "Yay! Hooray! The lights and fan are on!"
A mighty wind blows and the tent falls over.
Everyone screams while Joanne frantically shouts at us to, "Get your things!!!"
Yannie proceeds to save the bag of Ruffles.
We all end up dripping wet and sandy. I shouldn't have to mention about the food now, should I?

See how unhappy we were? 

Haha, at least the rest of the day went quite smoothly. We went luge-ing! Look!

That's Yannie, Dawnie, Nanny and me!

And the couple, Joanne and Yaoen, lol.

Then we took pointless pictures in a very gross toilet which i am too lazy to upload right now. Oh yeah, by the way, all these pictures were stolen from their blogs soooo..... Yeahhh.... Hee.

On to the 31st, New Year's Eve! Went down to the Siloso Beach party with Cheryl and Zhewei/Janna. They're both really cute lah..... Anyway I'm getting really tired so I'll try to make this short. Cheryl got leered at by many guys, too pretty lah she. I thought this guy was really cute but I have this nagging feeling he's Joel's friend from RJ Rugby soooo, HAHA, hmmm. Oh! And I got approached by an ang moh. Unfortunately he was not a HAM (Handsome Ang Moh) so I was quite traumatized, really.
Me: *feels a tug on my ponytail, turns around, sees a bunch of ang mohs and turns back again, thinking it was an accident*
Cheryl: Riana! That guy's pulling your hair!
Me: *feels a tap on my shoulder*
Not a HAM but is an AM: Your dancing's waaaay to sexy for me...
Me: *panics and is flabbergasted* uh... Sorry. *turns back quickly, hoping and praying he'll go away*
Not a HAM but is an AM: Oh, that's okay. Would you dance for me?
Me: *Stammers and smiles uneasily* Uh no! No no no no no.... 
Not a HAM but is an AM: *says some more suggestive things which I choose not to hear*
Me: No no no no no no
Luckily he leaves me alone and goes hit on another girl who tells him to FUCK OFF! YEAH!

Well then, Happy New Year everyone! And just for your viewing pleasure, I'll add another one of my shameless BUT big-eyed and beeyooteeefool photos and also team 6 pics!









AND LAST BUT NOT LEAST.....


Big eyes! Yeah.....