and oh yes, if you're still interested, this is my new blog address.

http://thehoochpike.blogspot.com

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10:20:00 PM

going.

That's right, i'm having a break. online siesta. it's killing me inside but i don't know what's killing me.

anyway, the new year's rubbing in the wrong way onto my already painful wounds and i've decided that blogging is not so effective in making me study since o levels is this year. i'm gonna stop blogging but that doesn't mean you have to be sad if you make my blog a source of your entertainment. this whole thing is just a wholesome lot of my time and it sucks, i merely have time to sleep.

well, let's not make this sound so stony and dreadful. on a lighter one, i'll be back. who knows? when i'm bored or really bored(haha!), i'll blog a post or two. and i'm still contemplating to get a new blog since the irony of the new year ain't rubbing in good. a new blog means, new start! =))

lovee and misses, shan. <---- virgin suicides

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2:32:00 PM

wild and crazy thoughts.

`2005. the 4 changes to 5 and it seems like something so significant because we're gonna lead a whole new year. however, i have this excited yet reluctant feeling to proceed to a new year. knowing that i can't appear oblivious to the new school term make this whole new year more loathesome. damnit, if it's 2006 now, i'll be partying like a cow and nobody should give a fucking fly about this. monday, school would pass by s l o w and troublesome. boo.

i was just wondering if nadiah managed to sneak into rouge or she was just cosy with the black mamas in hendrix. anyhow, i spent mine pretty worthwhile with the company of dreg in town. we just roamed and towed ourselves along. i so wanna bang myself against the wall because i missed out buying the brown sweats from topshop. balls. instead, we headed to coffee club at wisma atria, settled my tired and huge ass on the cushion and lived it up la-vi-ca-lo-ca with my crunchy freeze and blackforest cake. i'm loving it so much till i forgot to head back to topshop. hitched a cab home with dreg, she's a darling to agree to what i want to do all the time. then my small cousins started asking if dreg's a boy or a gay, it's so really uncouth.

then, started with this light yet political countdown party(just downstairs at the bbq pit)with the educated bunch of oh-too-serious adults and some friends. joey was being really mean to me anyway, saying that i ought to be staying in the toilet to countdown since i'm so upset about the reopening of school. i stoned with my red wine till 3am before going home. and one of my dad's friend, uncle saber was telling me that whiskey is not good because it gets you drunk and you'll get raped and all. and the weird irony is, he was drowning himself with whiskey so i think he's talking cock. i just stuck to my red wine and felt classic all over. lol. the noisy mass to children were with their coke and firesticks. there was an overdose of food.

afternoon today was high tea at hyatt hotel with grandmother and those relatives of mine, you can say it's a gathering. the buffet was so lousy but the charge busted my ass off. not like i'm paying but i think it's injustice when the food's lousy yet we have to pay so much. so i settled with my load of chicken wings and those cakes, so that makes me happy. i was being prissy with the waiter because i think they should come every minute to clear the plates on the table. anyway, i think i'm going so broke with my constant urges to spend like nothing. maybe i should start donating the money to the tsunaimi people. they're really the saddest thing on earth. while they're mourning over the loss of their loved ones, i'm right here sulking and being unhappy about everything and anything. bitch.

and when i watched channel newsasia in the morning, i felt like crying so badly. this is emo shit but shut up. there's this penang guy who lost his 5 kids and he was bawling his balls out. yes, he's malay but my heart goes out to him. and they previewed the height and how the wave ate those people up, oh my god, how horrid. really, i wanna die ten times please! and the worst thing is the decomposed bodies on phi phi island. oh, they showed those indian women going crazy over their dead loved ones. oh my fucking lord, it was so sad. god gave people life and took it just away like whenever he wanted it. and if there's really god to start off with. okay, don't get me started. hahahhahaha. but i'm very affected by deaths all the time.

please, i have to try to sleep early this two days so i won't cry when i have to wake up early for school. and that means, no more late nights with ryan. how fucking sad. alrights, on a lighter tone, i'll be enjoying my sweet sixteen in 11 days time which is on the 12th. yes, love it.

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10:28:00 PM

my man is strong.

as so long for my bad absence in the blogging era, somebody ought to miss me or rather, my posts. i've been missing since christmas partly because when santa climbed through my chimney during christmas, i rode on his reindeer with him and travelled to north pole, had a fantalicious time dancing on the podium with him. damnit, it was all good and i'm doing heavy indulging with things in my life. and yes, not forgetting that this year is coming to an end but all beautiful memories of what my darlings mates and i did would always remain. oh great, i'm getting corny.

anyway, i'm still that junkie who feeds on any kinda entertainment but please, check out my hair. i've got the messiest hair ever, even though how much i try to neaten it, it still bounces up and stand like a rooster's ass. slap twice, ugh! trainings have been going on as usual and of course, winning has become such a common task for the netballers. tsk, i'm so thick skinned. lol, but still we've got two medals to be shaking our boogies over. and yes, i went tanning with dreg on monday, much to the excitement of having two labradors that dreg loves. unfortunately, her shetland couldn't come. damnit, and our tanning oil got stolen by some cheena couple who tan apparently, under the shelter. if that's what you call tanning.

and i couldn't sit still, when we had lunch at siloso beach sake sushi parlour, the revolver belt was such a chic thing. i was like kneeling on the bench and pick on the colored plates, and oh it was fun. everything was good and of course, dreg and i brought in sand and lots of seawater into the sushi parlour. the beef steamed rice kicks ass! and on christmas, everything was so fuckedup. the kids were noisy but the food and presents were enough to make up for. oliver came over because i refused to meet the bunch of kukuheads, so he rushed a cab and sat through the night to bitch with me, and do lots of catching up. oh god, and this drunk dick friend of mine, jackson, he was soo drunk that he scared both oliver and i away. ran for our dear lifes. yes, adventure adverts from there.

tonight is gonna be the count-downing night. come again, is there anything as count-downing? nadiah is a kuku, she wants to sneak into rouge with her cousins but i doubt she can because security is so fucking tight during festive season. so she's going hendrix which is good, because she can get cosy with the black mamas! hawww. oliver would be going to malaysia so there goes my bitching girlfriend, and ryan, my man would be going to house party at his friend's condo. therefore, i'll be roaming around singapore with dreg once again. contemplating to meet hongyu and sean since both of them need gooseberries like me. lol, and monks is crazy to go clubbing tonight. your pocket would go bust. $25 entrance fee plus drink, but the drink would only be mineral water. suck cock please, no more vodka orange nor screwdriver. paying $25 just to stone is stupiaaaddd laa because you can never get drunk with plain water.

and my new year resolutions next year is start being serious and getting real, do well for o levels(not on the verge of retaining) not being late for school and stop whining so much about everything and anything. well, i could try. a new year aftermath signifys a brand new Shan. just you wait. i'll be the nerdiest but the smartest girl in tanglin who is tanglin o level top scorer. lol dream, top scorer from the back, yes. oh wells. and oh, oliver and i had the most racist conversation. he was saying the tidal wave swept phuket and those malay countries so that the land can be free of malays. hey, don't bump my shat, it's just a racist joke. damnit.

now, i'll shut up and go to sleep. ready to play later. no more fireworks at esplanade though, boring as going to the toilet. bang asses. i'm done with blogging.

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1:20:00 PM

Mood Swings.

I think I'm so fat and numb till I lost all my senses.

Yesterday, you can say it was pretty fun except for Benjamin being a real spoilspot. Thankyou Ryan for being my biggest salvation. I swear, guys really have egos bigger than the balls hanging on their fartheads. And to start off with ego-ism in guys, Benjamin is being one fucking good example, damnit. I am gonna have bitch fits now.

Town yesterday was so fucking crowded at night. Balls to those people who stayed to watch some stupid performance outside Taka. They blocked the freaking walkway just to see a fucking fat Santa running after a old grandmother. People could just stand there like blockheads, ignoring the human traffic. They simply do not understand that there are some association pushing those old folks in their wheelchairs. How inconsiderate of them. Stupid asswipes! I had to squeeze my way to Wisma and that took me 20mins. So you can go figure how fucking irritated I was, plus the fact that I'm always very impatient.

Yeah, the norm. After that, met up with those monkeys from my area, continue pimping around till 11pm ish. AND YOU KNOW WHAT?! I HAVEN'T DONE MY CHRISTMAS SHOPPING! Those oh-too-kind souls have already started to give their Christmas presents to me while I haven't even bought any for them, let alone buying my school textbooks. And I've received much chocolates this season that I think I'll need to bondage(HAHA!) myself to slim down. And I promise I'll buy back those who gave me presents silly. I suck at being nice and wrapping presents anyway, I'll end up tearing up those wrappers if I get fustrated.

Anyway, it's gonna be a new year soon. I haven't done my new year resolutions either. All I can await is my birthday on the 12th of January and enjoy my Sweet Sixteen. All I can detest arriving is my O levels, skeptical that I'll make it good since I completely ruined my study plans for the holidays. Books, yes my love of all time. And monday would be worshipping of sun with Dreg. God, I don't know why am I blogging like this. And the craziest thing is that, I haven't bought anything for my younger sister's birthday tomorrow, I'm a skunk being a sister yes? It'll be big meal at fancy restaurants, blessings to my imp sister.

And yes, this is redundant. Don't even know why I'm blogging like this. Plain Bad Practice. I want to die 10 times please!

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6:50:00 PM

Morning Mardness! NOT!

It's darn early and I'm having my fat fingers on the keyboard already, sounds very pleasant isn't it? At this point, you can think about having a mother who wakes you up early in the morning just to ask you if she'll look better in a white collared shirt or her black lycra top. To add on, your younger sister keeps reminding you to feed your hamster as though you're the hamster's nanny. Those epics made me such a looney early in the morning and I want to die ten times. And then suddenly, the house is quiet because I don't know where the hell they disappeared to.

The good news, my hamster is still alive even though it likes biting onto the cage and wrapping itself in my dad's palm. My hamster loves my dad, firstly, my dad's the only one who offers to bathe it in the sand, and my dad allows it to slide and run around on the marble floor, with him constantly running after it. Sometimes I think I'm rearing a mini dog instead of a hamster. Haww. Secondly, the netballers won, like again on Monday's South-West carnival at Outram. And that proudly allows me to add up to my collection of medals and trophies. Please, I'm loving it alright.

The bad news, school's gonna start in a weeks' time and that thought really turns me off. You have to understand my agony, to go through the same daily routine, to be under the torment of lousy teachers, getting your bollocks yelled off, studying the same thing(which is quite difficult), having some fuckedup asswipes as your secondary 1 batch and not forgetting, having the same English teacher all over again - MS SOLASTRI. And not having Ms Tang as my fabbity fab fab Literature anymore because of the fartheads in my class who pissed her off consistently, I want to die a hundred times. I think I'll fail my Literature with other teachers, except Ms Tang. She's so vi-va-voom laa.

I don't understand why do we have to go through school and put under the system? Afterall, we're born, go to school, make friends, make enemies, have bitch fits, start to bitch, lose friends, graduate from each insituitions, parties, merry making, married, giving birth to some fuckedup brats, bring them up, contract some annoying diseases, waste money on your medical conditions and then die. Who knows where you're going after you die? I don't quite believe in after life. If you do, yo mama is fat. Okay, this is just a bunch of insecurities. Right now, I'm thinking of my bright future, NOT! ahead. I'll live a day and planning for tomorrow, if I keep continue to fear so much, I don't think I'd live for tomorrow. Life's plastic, we'll die anyway.

This is so emo. On a lighter tone, Christmas is here soon! I'm so fucking elated so please, lift my spirits up. And today, on a happier mood, I'll be meeting my two big men, Ryan and Benjamin. Giving up to my props. And a HAPPY 15TH BIRTHDAY TO HANIFF LOVEE!

Ugh, can't stand it. I need to sleep more.

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9:48:00 AM

Tired and Lost.

I have lived by the holidays till I don't know what's the date today but as far as I'm concerned, I know I haven't been blogging since last Sunday. Okay! The snoozes and the losses. And since last Monday, I haven't been home regularly and that makes me not-a-very-avid blogger by name. It gives me another excuse to be a weekly blogger anyway, not like I'm blaming on anything but still, I'll still give an update. I'm not going into the nitty-grittys but I'm gonna start on Monday.

Monday - the whacked way.
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1.Stayed home to clean up Poochie.
2.Touched up on my homework.
3.Met Joey at night for dinner.

Tuesday - havoc starts.
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1.Tanning in the morning at Philtre's and Apple's chalet.
2.Got bullied by Philtre.
3.Absence of Celeste.
4.Town with Yuji.
5.Met Dreg and her brother, Noel.
6.Amos, Evan, Eugene and Benjamin dropped by in town to accompany me.
7.Played pool at K-Pool.
8.Watched Blade(Nc-16) at Cine at 12.05am.(I managed to enter because Evan looks like some too-matured teen in his dyed blonde hair.)
9.Cabbed home at 3am.
10.Supper.
11.Sat at the BBQ pit doing silly stunts, which enraged the residents and the police came.(Because of some peeping tom incidents and I DON'T WANT was heard, residents thought somebody was being raped. We happened to be the only one downstairs at 3am.)
12.Particulars taken down but no bad records, as claimed.
13.Home at 6am.

p.s Met vonn darling at Pasta Mania.

Wednesday - the way things went.
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1.Woke up at 9am.
2.Back to Philtre's and Apple's chalet.
3.Said goodbye and left for netballers' chalet at Sentosa.
4.Volleyball and ball games.
5.Met crazy water polo and netballers from Outram at Billabong shop Siloso beach where they tended to the shop.
6.Back to room.
7.Lots of maggi and overdose of Nutella.
8.Shifted the fridge right to my bedside with Adeline.
9.Attempted to smear Nutella and stick M&Ms on Adeline's forehead.
10.Lots of snoozes and snores!
11.Slept at 2am with my loudest snore, eventually.

Thursday - fun died down.
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1.Checked out at 10am.
2.Lunch at HarbourFont before home.
3.Forgot keys and got locked out of the house.
4.Called Amos for salvation.
5.Food with Amos, Yuniko and Kelvin.
6.Poolside bitchings.
7.Played UNO with Kenneth in the clubhouse till I fell asleep.
8.Mom came.
9.Slept and town again with Yaowie.
10.Home by 11pm.

Friday - no more monkeying.
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1.Netball training at 2pm.
2.Outram journey to Bukit Batok by 174.
3.Saw JiaWei and Yuniko on the way back which by then, I knew the bunch's of N level results.
4.HAVE TO CONGRATULATE VONN AND BLAKE ON THEIR FABBITY GRADES!
5.Dinner with Dad.
6.SNOOZING ON BED!

Saturday - tired laa!
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1.Woke up at 8am.
2.Trekked from Bukit Timah Nature Reserve to Macritchie.
3.10km++ walk.
4.Suspension Bridge.
5.Rain plus wrong route(HAHA!).
6.Took a cab from The Singapore Island Country Club(all the people there are snobs because according to Auntie Joyce, the membership cost 200grands, not like I care. Anyway we can't have meals in the club because we're all in shorts and shirts.)
7.Chicken rice at Thomson Road.
8.Swiss Rolls at Dino kick asses!
9.Back to Hillside Condo to pick up Dad's car where we parked it.
10.Home.
11.Slept from 7pm to this afternoon, 2pm.

Today
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I'm gonna stay home and do all my homework, be an ultimately good girl. Anyway, will have to wake up early for carnival at Outram again. And I realized it's just 5 more days to my younger sister's and Philtre's birthdays. 6 more days to Christmas, 8 more days to Sentosa with Dreg and 24 more days to my birthday. I'll be officially 16 soon and will be enjoying my Sweet Sixteen. Oooo can I wait till 12th January 2005!

And by right, I should be making my new year resolutions. It'll be O levels next year and I don't want to do really badly because I'm good at flunking papers. And I shouldn't be playing so much during this 2 months holidays because of my brush of retaining during my Secondary 3 end of year exams which I scraped through by retaking the papers. I have to thank the school so much, and of course Ms Solastri. Okay, it's not the time to be emotional YET, doing Oscars winning thankyou speeches. Haw! Though, 2005 would be a dreadful year because of O levels, I'll be optimistic because there's Chinese New Year where I can collect lots of angbao money. Lol, oh wells. I haven't bought my school books, and new school bag. Can't be bothered since I've got all the important textbooks with me.

Rant on, I think I've bored people out.

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