Musicals

The pictures here depict the 2 musicals I recently went for with my mum and sis. Just if you're wondering, no I don't go for 2 musicals a month.

Anyways, the one on the left, Aspects of Love, is based on a novel (a rather stupid one I must say) and the music-written by the one and only Andrew Lloyd Webber. It starred one of the big names Monque Wilson. The one on the right, on the other hand is inspired by a sweet love story and music-written by none other than our local Beauty-World-Cha-Cha-Cha musician, Dick Lee. Starring local talents Emma Yong, Robin Goh (Oo!) Gani, Lim Yu Beng, George Chan and a whole lot more.

Now as much as you would like to trust the more foreign sounding one to be more entertaining and worth watching, I would have to say our seemingly hopeless local production surpassed it hands down. Man of Letters was not only well written and directed, but well sang and acted as well. I must admit Dick Lee has finally moved on from cranky sounding musical attempts. The songs were smoothly layered, the lyrics well versed and the orchestra was simply charming. All right so his lyrics did get a little meaningless and repetative after a while, but hey, it was much less painful than watching the actors in Aspects of Love making out with each other every scene change! And oh, what CHARMING leads we had!! It was a simple plot to follow, the fairytale story every girl needs once in a while whilst the storyline of Aspects of Love proved not only to be screwed and incestrous, it was bloody sappy as well.


Man of Letters was simply gorgeous. I haven't been to a good musical in qutie a while, and considering that AOL was a hundred bucks a pop to see 2 pianos and loads of kissing whilst we paid 60 to get not so good seats but loads of quality, I'd say Man of Letters rocked. RJ Rosales was there too! Though he only did one song as a guest singer, boy was he a charmer!

Oo yes, to continue with the mood, here are a few Utube videos my sis spent the entire day hunting. People like AiPoing should appreciate it! (if that silly girl would come online la.)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sy-A-wyzj7c&search=miss%20saigon
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RsJpfwYBx2U

Random`

Here's one for you,

( Over the phone)

Me: Eh, you guys lost is it?
Friend 1: Uh... ya I think so.. wait ah, (passes the phone to Friend 2)
Friend 2: Hello?
Me: You guysa re lost is it? Where are you?
F2: Don't know...
Me: What do you see?
F2: A signboard.
Me:What sign? (expecting a road name)
F2: It's a 'slow' sign.
Me: Huh? (noisy la) what does the sign say?
F2: Slow sign, you know the sign tell you to go slow one,
Me: !?!?

Can't understand how someone can give that kind of responses, haha....Seems like guys cannot process info fast enough!
Note: This re-enactment above is completely non-fictional.

Expectations?

Here's a post for all the females out there who share my sentiments; Guys these days just seem to get more and more insensitive, unimpressive and disrespectful. Now if you're one with testerone and shaking your head in disagreement to this statement, just hear me out for now.

I'm not completely sure if a majority of the female population share my view on how our male counterparts should know how to treat a lady. In my personal view, guys should consistantly be on the look out on public trains and buses to give up their seat willingly to the old folk who comes up the train or even to the office lady. Or how they can afford to be more initiative in offering to help a girl return her cutlery or buy her her drink on the way to the canteen. I'm not insisting that guys should begin picking up the role of Mariam the maid but little actions such as these compliment the idea of females being the fairer sex. Recently, I'm beginning to lose hope on ever finding this kind of chivalry and am glad enough if the guy next to me agrees to return his own plate without much hassle.

Actually, the thing that really puts me off the most and which I regard as a basic courtesy that guys should have concerns their behaviour in front of girls. Now perhaps it's because it doesn't occur to them but FYI, we don't really delight in the little anecdotes or jokes about frivoulous sex and what not. Fine if you really can't help yourself and talk about it, but couldn't you at least wait till the girls aren't around to hear about how gays do their Thang. Not nice.

This is just my point of view as a female, I have been wondering whether guys have been expressing their disappointment with the fairer sex amongst themselves like how girls do. For instance perhaps how girls these days don't have high frequency voices which are sweet enough to send the bees flying, or how girls are not gu niang enough, or perhaps maybe how girls these days don't have long enough hair or not sweet enough, I don't know. I'm not a guy. I think should conduct interviews on both parties and view the dissatisfactions, yes, then everyone will be happy with everyone and we'll all go on and procreate happily ever after.

Man I should have used this for PI or something.

SpaSM!!

I like rainy days. Because I don't like hot sunny days.

ASDItgqh

Breath of Fresh Air

MY Saturday was considerably well spent seeing that I had 4 appointments with varying special groups of people during the course of the day. I admit was was dog tired by the end of the day but it was all worth while.

My morning was spent in the West end of Singapore at a CIP briefing in the Science Centre, (I'm facilitating kids playing with DNA!!) The briefing was without a doubt a complete bore, but what followed was definitely of more interest. I spent half my journey back (to Tamp) talking to my classmate. I'm convinved that she had a cold exterior, but is actually all right on the inside. It was a really enlightening and enjoyable talk with her. Both of us have rather similar sentiments concerning the school and its people.

Anyways, being back in the familiarity of Tampines was the greatest relief. Getting to see Fei2 and PingPong was another mood-lifter. My goodness! I met like 4 people from my primary school during the mere 1.5 hours that I was at TP! It was nice seeing all the ex-Hildans and stuff, getting to see how people have changed somewhat or another, especially when you haven't seen the person in about half a decade or so, it rocked. =) Really miss the people.

After some chilling at Long John's I went to central Singapore to meet Nat and Lian Si. IT was FANTASTIC sister bonding time! Thank God for such a great mentor and sister. Not to worry I'm not going to get all religious and stuff. (Shhh... btw, Liansi's pregnant!!) She's the one who got married in January. So exciting right??? My gosh, I'm so excited, it's as if I were the one who was pregnant! I think pregnancy is a wonderful experiece, don't you think so? OK besides the puking, aches, mood swings, cravings, it's really not all ThAT bad..

The final group of the day was the SA KI group. It felt simply WONDERFUL being with them. So we made a lot of noise and attracted quite a fair bit of unwelcome attention, but I was reall yhappy being with them. It reminded me so much about my first 3 months and stuff. You tend to naturally feel comfortable with them, someway or another. Somehow, these extremely brilliant people can also act in the most moronic ways, they spent a good 15 minutes attempting not just once or twice but probably 20 times to flick plastic spoons off the Gelare table and down to Sweet Secrets one floor down. (We were at PS) MY gosh... I didn't know where to hide my face, haha... but I love the bunch nonetheless. =)

My Singular/inexistant Intelligence

For those who are doing GP or who have heard of the multiple intellegences scientists have decided to seperate IQ into, you'll know roughly what I'm talking about. For those who are clueless, here's a crash course. Not very recently, some professionals decided that IQ and EQ weren't sufficient to embody the complexities of the human intelligence. Thus, they seperated or catogerised different skills into 7 areas of intelligence. Namely,


Linguistic intelligence ("word smart"):
Logical-mathematical intelligence ("number/reasoning smart")
Spatial intelligence ("picture smart")
Bodily-Kinesthetic intelligence ("body smart")
Musical intelligence ("music smart")
Interpersonal intelligence ("people smart")
Intrapersonal intelligence ("self smart")
Naturalist intelligence ("nature smart")

And obviously we all know from experience that the government and society places a large emphasis on Logical-mathematical intelligence and Linguistic intellegence. A large majority of the subjects we study in school fall under these catogaries.

We did a short little test to see where our main intellegences fell under and I found myself stranded with one of the more impractical and redundant intellegences if you were to think about it in the long run. Apparantly, I am predominantly mathematicallyl and interpersonally smart. How the hell is one to enter the society and procreate with MAth?!

All right that sounds a little off-course, but I seriously feel that linguistic skills or kinesthetic skills would be much more highly appreciated later on. Unless I'm bent on becoming a Math guru/spinster, why in the world would I need math? I would rather be stupid in that area and be able to do my languages well than vice versa. Ever noticed how the majority of your Math or Physics teachers often fail to articulate proper Engrish?

I suck at language! Even after spending a whole 1 hour on my Chinese essay the other day which I thought went fairly well, I barely scraped a pass! How encouraging

=(

sorry this one no link one. Decided to add colour to the boring post.

Not about me!

So I lied a bit, the beginning part of the entry still boils down to me. =) (MuaHaAH) But anyways, here's the thing. I was walking along by my poor lonely self in Bugis Junction after school on Saturday. Yes, Saturday. AC being so rich and independant they decide to oppose PM Lee's policy of a 5 day work week. So anyways, just as I was dragging my feet across the buffered marble of the complex, a bright a-go-go hairband on a familiar face caught my eye. And lo and behold! It was none other than the oh-so-fashionable AiPing!! And with her was my all time facourite stick friend Dhabitah!

Now as most of you know I often seem to be the most unemotive and nonchalent person. Not the kind who would go around malls squealing with delight as I hug girlfriends whom I haven't seen in a while, (not that long in fact) However somehow I wasn't able to control myself that day, something took over me, pulled me across to them like a pin to a super electromagnet and caused me to produced a cry at a frequency so high that I never envisioned myself to reach.

I was simply SOO delighted and happy to see them. =)

And here a shot of Aiping looking very much like her cat, Mr Kitty. Yes, Mr Kitty. Laugh at the name people. Haha... Just to prove my point, here's apicture of a feline friend though not hers in particular, there's still the resemblence.

Heheh...

Why, ACS, Why.

I did a little thinking amidst the madding rush of catching up with tutorials and lost lessons and realised one crucial point; why I had chosen to travel half an hour by car and one hour by train to this rather old, over-charging and extremely far away school.

I yearn to be different and stand out.

The reason is that simple, it had been staring at me blatantly in the face for the past few weeks and yet I looked right through it as if it were cellophane. Allow me to explain further how going to AC allows me to stand out. As most of you know, I'm the only hildan there. I know that my grades weren't exactly fantasitic, they weren't even single digit. One to ordinary, zilch to exception to the norm. But unlike my fellow JC-going counterparts, some who did better than me, I dared ot venture out of the safety waters, the east.

I managed to stand out in St Hilda's for the previous 2 years by doing considerably well, (seriously I don't mean to brag despite my often claims of ego) But however, after my O level results failed me to leave my 'mark' in St hilda's, I had to make my final mark in order to not let my labour throughout the 2 years go to waste just because the fruits were rotten. I wasn't planning to give up that easily.

And thus I decided on a prominent JC in the west, one which is well-known, and reputed to be high-achieving in many ways. The fact that the school was so suited to my liking of being English-based was simply a bonus.

I'm in ACJC. And I don't care if you think I'm bragging or you think AC's not good, I know I sound naggy after practically alternating posts about AC, but ehy, it's MY life and MY blog now. *snobbish look*

No la, AC's not that snobby. =)

Entertainment 101

Hey! I've decided to be less wordy and more entertaining, since Annie finds that my blog 'ain't rawkin no more'. Haha, I came across these 2 videos on U-tube that evening, one is downright fantastic (if you're an amateur guitarist like me) and one is downright freaking hilarious. Serious, trust me. It's been a long time since I've come this close to peeing in my pants.

So, for all you budding guitarists out there this one's for you!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QjA5faZF1A8&feature=Favorites&page=1&t=t&f=b

By the ways, not to take credit for the video, it was introduced to me by Aiping dearest who was introduced to it by her friend. Perhaps it's him playing, haha...

All right, and here's the one EVERYONE should watch. Shoot yourself if you don't. It's WAY better than Russell Peters. But then again, even my grandma telling a joke is funnier than him.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R4cQ3BoHFas&feature=Favorites&page=1&t=t&f=b

It simply rocks!!

MY gosh, I'll put up more interesting links once in a while. But for now, since my sister sold the camera cable and I no longer can upload any new silly photographs, here's one from the Presbyterian fund-raising funfair a bunch of us from the church band went for. We paid $4 for this off-centre, mid-range resolution, amateurly taken photograph. So appreciate it!

And here's us being completely aesthetic and original. Considering that we had 6 shots to use up, a few weird ones wouldn't do any harm right? So presenting the Primate. Evolution of the intellectual to the 'kiam pa'.

Me, Myself and I.

Yes, blogger has finally agreed ot adhere to my clicks. And here is the photograph I promised of the wonderful company I left in SA. Honestly I've been beginning to feel the pinch of choosing to enter ACJC as much as I tell myself each day that it's merely the beginning and that it all gets better over time. It's not that the people here are exactly hostile, they just aren't as warm and welcoming as those which I left in SA. Well looking on the bright side at least they aren't sickeningly overly enthusiastic and happy-clappy, (a term presumably coined by my ex-Lit teacher.) Perhaps the attractive fact that AC is in the Top 5 this year causes all the uptightness and lack of silly hee-haw prancing about.

One thing however that has occured to my surprise is that despite me having been moving around alone half of the time, I don't feel as lonely and enstranged from civilisation than as I did when the same thing happened in SA. I narrowed it down to 2 possibilities of this behaviour,

1) I've become so caught up in ensuring I do well for the A levels that social companionship no longer is my exact top priority and worry. Namely, I've become immune to the feeling of solitude.

2) SA was full of smiling people whose only concern in the world weren't their grades but whether they were socially accepted and deemed 'in' by their peers and thus pranced about in groups ranging from 2s to 20s. However this was obviously not true for AC as people, though walking in groups, are actually rather segregated in their own ways and thus make not being 'in' look perfectly normal and sometimes, you look better off.

Obviously I'd prefer the latter to be true.

And as much as I'm itching like hell to complain/bitch about specific groups of people in the school, I decided that it would be much muCH wiser not to as (sadly) they make up quite a prominent number in my school. Anyways, in case you're about to condemn me for all this un-love, I've been doing my best not to upset people as well as myself by making snide remarks at or about these people. I do admit that I did do so the last couple of days, but hey, I went through today without any comment whatsoever about them!

It's one commandment everyone should obey (besides ALL of them), to love others as thyself.

I'm getting used ot it. I'm getting used to it. I'm getting used to it. I'm getting used to it.

A lil' devotion...

I decided to devote a short little post to my ex-3-month-old fellow comrads from SAJC from where we've all split to multiple directions. Well, actually the majority of those whom you see in the photographs have remained Saints, so if any desperado cannot help but be himself and wants to get to know any of them, GO THERE YOURSELF LA!

Okay, blogger is killing me by refusing to upload my photographs of the gorgeous babes in SAJC, (Guys, DRool.) And thus I am but left to entertain you with my words of wisdom.

Now do as I've said in the previous post. I promise a more entertaining and fully fascinating post once I get this bloody blogger working the way I want it to work.

And I shall take my leave to boost my blain I mean brain power by eating live LuoHan from my neighbours tank.

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Local Scenes

All right now, I think the title is a little over-rated. I intended and still do intend to speak of one local scene of which I'm considerable familiar with; The local music scene! We all know artists like Corrine May, (shoot yourself if you don't) Ronin, The Suns and of course my PERSONAL favourite, EIC.

The names mentioned above were merely to prove that I'm considerable educated in the topic stated. My ploy was mainly to advertise freely this wonderful band. (Muahahaha...) They jam mainly at clubs/pubs/bars/cafes (I'm so naive that I don't any idea if there's any difference) They do a mixture of covers and originals. I must say that they're covers are extremely impressive! I find their trump card being their vocalists, both of which sound fantastic over amplifiers blasting down your ear canals!!

Still pensive on whether they're really that good? Go down to the Outdoor Theatre at the Esplanade Theatres this Friday at 8pm and you'll get what I mean. I simply love the genres they perform, so if you're a heavy-metal- head-banging-noise-digging person, EIC's not for you. So stay at home and kill your eardrums for all I care. EIC plays MUsic mind you, not NoIse. Haha...

Random entry

Do I whine? I don't whine right? Do I do I do I??? I just happen to complain a little above my average quota now that I'm experiencing new school schedules and people. Right!? Right!? I don't whine okay! My voice is way too low to qualify what I say as whining!

Haha... This is in response to what Constance told me.

Anyways, if any of you, my ever-supportive fans catch me in the act of doing so, (whining) do kindly feel free to poke, prod or slap me. However do be warned that I will retaliate extremely violently if I find the grounds on which you stand on shaky. (Watch out Cons! :D)

It took me a little more than an hour to get home by train today, I found another ACJC fella who also lives in Bedok. See, I told you this entry was random.

The ncie new friend I've made (man do I sound like a kid) Kaiqi is mental, she brought the both of us, 2 COMPLETELY average, low-level, double digit score local students to register for the Physics Olympiad cum Physics H3 lessons.

HAHA. I cracked my head off laughing as I saw the crowd gathering outside the class room today, what the hell are we idiots doing here!? I thought. HAHA. Well, it's just for the fun of it. Not much obligations because the other scholar/neurotic students signing up are more than glad to see you leave the 'course'. Lessons start the following Tuesdays by the way, 1630-1800. Cool eh?

I'm not doing KI anymore. Honestly I'm a little sad but yet it's a complete liberation for me. The marginal benefit exceeds the Marginal costs. Guess what subject I took in replacement of KI?? Haha...

I found this picture of Shiyun extremely amusing and have hence decided to post it so that she'll regret not supporting my blog, (Don't think I don't know if you don't come!=P)

I miss SA a little, especially my nice scholar friend Vedika, see, I give credit. I really hope our SHS people are enjoying it there though, I was really glad Rach made it there, she's got the makes of an SAian, don't ask me what it is.

Fickle Patriotism

I find myself loving my school more and more despite it being a mere 3 days since I've stepped onto the grounds of ACJC. It's not because of the people, not the facilities, not the whole happy-happy-everything-rocks mood Orientation puts you in, but the daunting impressions the teachers and principal have made on me. In my opinion, ACJC has very level-headed, well perhaps sometimes a little above the top, plans for all their students. They wish for the students as well as the school to do well. Which ever is the principal thing they want to focus on, the school's ranking or students' results, it ultimately benefits us and thus I have no problem whatsoever with their funny antics to make the students holistic. AC's secret to success is mainly the system of making students well-rounded and not simply a bunch of (snobby) muggers.

Whee!!! Haha.. All right, I'm tired and happy.

Anyways, I'm not doing KI anymore and the lousy teacher didn't even have the decency to tell me that I hadn't qualified. He simply texted me to 'check with the teachers and see if you can register'

What the hell is that?? For crying out loud not everyone's life revolves around KI! Some people have DENTAL appointments! I ended running all over the ground floor offices looking for this teacher and that. Man, what an annoying move.

Quality

I have just returned from a rather physically, emotionally and mentally fulfilling Crystal Jade dinner with my sister and mum. It was thoroughly enjoyable even though most of the meal was spent with HongKong Kai Lan sticking out of ou mouths. You don't expect us to be fighting to talk during mealtime when we've waited so long for the food to come! The satisfaction simply came from the fact that we all got to sit down and spend time with each other. Each one of us took turns filling the periods between mouthfuls with little snippets of our lives or random comments. I found the ultimate satisfying part of the meal the aftermath when food no longer served as a distraction. Our mum gave us further insights into her life (And how incorrigible my dad can be) And my sister and I carried on our funny conversations. I think now that my sister's in hostel most of the week and me now going to a school miles away, time's going to be rather spartan. Quite miss my sister being accessible throughout the week

Even our car journey to AC and back today was made rather fruitful by my mum. She was literally brimming with eagerness to turn into every nook and cranny of Dover/Bukit Timah/Adam Road. Oo! And here's a funny one courtesy of my mummy!

She began recalling a maid she had plenty of years back who couldn't pronouce her Ps. So 'toothpaste' became 'toofface'. This only came to my mum's attention when her daughter began saying it in the exact same fashion, haha, talk about early childhood education! And here comes the day when my mum is looking for a parking lot. So here comes the maid shouting in the car,

'Mum! Mum! You can fark there! You can fark there!'

>_<

Haha... I suddenly have so many things to write about but so little time!! Well, in case some of people haven't realised, I'll be heading to the junior college which will never be the best... because of the simple fact that it is yet to be... I am rather pleased to be posted there.

All right. I'm damn tired and still have an appeal letter to write. I SO suck at selling myself.

Typically Female

We all know that the majority of us are inherently voyeuristic or have those tendencies. And I, being like any one of you curious homosapiens out there allowed myself to be led on by my quest for further knowledge. I recently found out, to my excited pleasure, that one of the St John (there really is no 's) fellas I was acquainted with very recently got married! Now this bloke isn't any old, paunchy Sirs you normally get from the HQ, this guy, to me always seemed to be a mere few years my senior. (We're talking in the range of >18) So of course I was pleasantly surprised when I saw wedding photos of the reception on Friendster!

How amazing is that!

I felt really really happy, not only for him and his new wife, but for the whole hope-emitting fact that there are still couples out there who get married at such a young age (though by now I was sure he wasn't just 18) and that these often apparently aimless and hopeless BGRs/flings actually eventually work their way to marraige! I just got all warm and fuzzy and happy that they took the relationship to a whole, mature new level. I think early (and preferably successful) marraiges are really worth looking up to. I have the tendency to be proud of young couples, hopefully they'll do the country proud by having 3 children. =)

I hope my sister gets married soon. I can barely wait!

Political Forum?

One fateful Saturday mornining, 5 insane SAJC students made their way down to the Kent Ridge campus of NUS for a Political Forum on the (in) Significance of the Elections. I must add that the idea of public blogging was one of the hot topics of the Q & A session. However I did feel that they speakers tended to over generalise any question citing blogging as an example to extreme comments which may lead to defamation and the what nots. I can hardly believe, after the whole thing was over, that I had been able to sit my ass on the lecture seat for a whole 4 hours without once dozing off for a noticable period. I do however admit to taking slightly subtle naps whenever the Workers' Party fellow began speaking/campaigning. It was qutie a fruitful session even though I admit to most of it flying over my head, however I am going to choose not to discuss any politics on my blog because of several reasons,

1. I know nuts about politics and not talking about it would greatly reduce me running the risk of looking like a fool on the International Web.
2. Fear of D-E-F-A-M-A-T-I-O-N
3.My loyal readers will be sooo turned off by the sheer boredom of it.
4. I think I have a more interesting topic to speak of.

MY, I find my capability of writing depleting rapidly. I can't seem to be able to think of any funny analogies, my postings are getting as dull as the Review section of the Straits Times, (see even that isn't funny) I don't know, I love reading blogs filled with quick witty statements which make me crack up almost immediately. Sometimes it seems like my ability to read, speak and write in proficient English are all inter-related. Somehow, as one improves, the others will deprove at such an amazing rate till I feel foreign to the language. However, I always did feel that writing was never my forte. Actually, I think I have none.

I hope I can get into the school I want to...

I decided to fulfill my name of being a Narcissist.

Just gazing and Sw0oning!

Oh what a beautiful day! Haha, I spent my lunch hour gazing and snatching as many 'discreet' glances as I could at a GORGEOUS J2 guy at school today. Well, I suppose my taste of guys may vary vastly from my friends like Feifei or Constance, but I don't care, he was simply eye candy to me for the hour, Haha... Anyways, this lil' laddie had the 'leng zai' or pretty boy look, I somehow seem to have this soft spot for pretty boys despite my friends' often vicious outcries for me drawing a liking towards such unmanly guys. I don't exactly go gaga over them or fall head over heels, but I suppose the fact that the media constantly surrounds us with softie leng zais that I get so surprised whenever I see a real one on the streets. Of course a tall, dark, gung-ho and intelligent guy will blow me off my feet much faster than a leng-zai would, it's still pleasant to the visual sense.

Oo, let me show you an example. It's not too clear neither is it very impressive, nonetheless, he was still cute. (And he painted my shoes!)

Look! He's cute and he can draw!

Haha.. Hey, I'm human too. What did a little swooning do to anyone? *Winks*

No place for a face like mine

My sister's performance yesterday was qutie impressive, well, it did exceeded my expectations by a bit. I was glad the musicians were good, I can't tolerate inexperienced or uncoordinated musicians! They never fail to spoil the show immediately. The only unfortunate thing was that they being 3 floors up caused them to be invisible to the audience. The hair and make-up was horrible though, I must say. The men looked gothic and the girls looked sleepy. As if that was not enough, thier hair was terribly done! It completely did not fit the era! Plus the fact that half the girls looked like they had just woken up!

Anyways, it was still a rather good performance, not absolutely fantastic, but not painful to watch either. I'm still proud of my sister!=)

All right, to get to the main point of this posting, I now officially have NO place to hide my face. Another common thing between me and my sister is that both our blogs have a posting DEVOTED to our father. Not for good reasons though. He utterly embarressed and humiliated not only me but the whole family yesterday! He brought this air stewardess friend to the musical, I do not really blame her, I mean, I think she's a nice lady and has no evil intentions or anything, I mean, anyone in the right sense of mind would not choose to be with my father (don't ask me why my mother chose him) The thing was he spent half the night walking aroudnd and holding HER hand. Can you imagine that!? I mean, I doubt anything goes on but the sheer act of it is so suggestive! For crying out loud there were aunties and friends from church!! I have no idea where to hide my face, my friend asked me, 'truthfully, who is she?' I don't blame her for asking me that. In front of your family and their friends, can't you at least have the courtesy not to flaunt the fact that you're a philanderer? For cying out loud where's his brain!!! AHH

I don't hate that lady, I think she may jsut be a a little daft but other than that, I feel that she has no evil intentions. Who the hell would want my father la, pay also don't want.

Anyways, I apologise if this 'insightful' posting is disturbing to those who have pretty families, I just need to vent. And since I pretty much have no more face left, I might as well throw it all to the ground.