(EVERYONE, except Rachel, is allowed to read this!)

MY GIRLFRIEND’S BIRTHDAY IS COMING UP AND I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO GET FOR HER! HELP! ANY IDEAS? DROP YOUR SUGGESTIONS IN MY COMMENTS! Thank you (:

Today, I rushed off after school to Yio Chu Kang MRT station where I narrowly missed the train. I boarded the next train and alighted at Ang Mo Kio MRT Station and ran to the bus stop, only to have to wait 13 minutes for the bus to come. ARGH! Halfway thru the bus journey, it was almost 6:30 and I alighted to bus to hail the cab cuz I was gonna be late.

Hahahaha. I don’t often take taxis, but so far, I’ve now encountered two different cabbies who like to swear. At least the one I met today wasn’t so bad, unlike the first cabbie I unfourtunately met a couple of years ago, who said to me, “FUCK YOU”, just because I told him to choose whichever way he would prefer to take. Whatthefuck.

Anyways, this cabbie I met wasn’t as bad cuz he was swearing at the government, bus drivers, traffic regulations, and everything else but me. So, afraid of offending him and being included in his verbal barrage, I joined in as well (:

Here’s a sample conversation,

Cabbie: MOTHERFUCKER! The speed limit is 90KM still want to speed. Come lah! I LET YOU GO! *swerve the taxi to the left lane*

*Ah beng’s shitty flashy car overtakes the cab*

Cabbie: That fucker! Hope police catch you! *swerves the taxi back into the right lane*

Me: Hahahahaha yeah!

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Hahahaha. We meet all kinds of interesting people in our lives, but this cab driver who I knew for 10 minutes really takes the cake. I think he must have either had a bad day or Tourette’s Syndrome. Hahahaha.

Thanks for turning what would have been a very anxious and nervy cab ride into an entertaining one for me, Mr Cab driver man!

So after a very interesting cab ride, I reached Holland V (where the cab driver said, after I told him to drive into Holland V, that he would even drive into/over a river for me if I wanted him to?!) and HURRIEDLY (Rachel later claimed that I was walking very slowly) made my way to Sushi Tei where Rachel and Leona were waiting. We said hi and I sat down next to Rachel. God, it was so good to be next to her and hold her again. Then we started talking and Leona borrowed Rachel’s camera to snap pictures of the both of us, and showed me videos of her and Rachel doing spazzy things in their house. Hahaha.

We took forever to order our food with a grouchy cranky waitress who didn’t like us, and while we waited for our food, there was this caucasian family that sat at the other table and they had this little kid with them who was standing at the window and going “LOOK  MOMMY, DADDY! YOU’VE GOT TO SEE THIS! PINK CLOUDS!” Hahaha so damn cuteee.

Anyways, the food came and it was all overpriced small servings. So yeah, I was still hungry after that. Oh and Rachel gave me a nice pedobear wannabe keychain (:

After dinner, Leona went off to pay the bill while Rachel and I took our time to make our way downstairs and made out at the stairs till one of the restaurant staff walked in on us. Hahaha so embarrassing! But god, it felt so good to be holding each other close again. Then cuz Leona was still queuing to pay, we went outside and hugged each other for what seemed like forever in the middle of Holland V; it was so nice that I wish time would have just stop right there and then.

Leona then finally finished paying, and we crossed over to Haagen Daz’s where Rachel and I ordered chocolate and vanilla ice cream, and raspberry sorbet (PURE PLEASURE!), while Leona played pool on her iPhone. Rachel and Leona both love raspberry sorbet, as for me..

Yeah, I didn’t fancy it.

Anyways, after ice cream, we procedded to Starbucks, with me piggybacking Rachel!  Haha it was dead fun and people were staring but we didn’t care (: And we got spotted by Rachel and Leona’s chinsese teacher, who was pointing and staring at me piggybacking Rachel and giving a weird look to Leona. Hahahaha.

At starbucks, we took a couple of spastic (INCEST?!) videos (which are available on facebook) and I gave the orange ang bao to Rachel! Inside it was 1000 DOLLAH! Monopoly moneyyy, that is. Haha and written behind them were nice notes to my love! (:

Time flew by very quickly and soon Leona and Rachel had to go back. We rushed to the bus stop, with Rachel and I pausing every now and then to kiss (Haha, what! We hardly see each other and miss each other a lot a lot many many okay!).

The bus soon came and we boarded it. Then Rachel and I started singing BANANAS IN PAJAMAS and people were giving us weird looks just like the other time when we were singing THE CHICKEN DANCE SONG and TELETUBBIES THEME in the MRT  but who cares! We have our fun (:

We alighted after a couple of stops and counted our steps while climbing and up and down the overhead bridge, hand in hand, while Leona was laughing at us. Hahaha. 26! X)

Then, while walking the both of them to Leona’s house, we were talking about what would happen should her dad or mom suddedly drive by, and we were coming up with wacky solutions to the scenario. Hahaha. Speak of the devil. About a minute later, I noticed a car approaching us from behind and Leona suddenly shouted “THOMSON RUN NOW!” and I was like “SHIT!” in my head and didn’t know what to do for a second. Then I quickly let go of Rachel’s hand and stood at the side of the pavement plucking plants (?!)  Hahaha I know it seems so stupid but it worked! Her dad didn’t notice me! Phewwww! Good thing I was wearing dark colours too.

After Leona’s dad drove away, I came out of my hiding place and I shared a passionate kiss with Rachel, both of us clinging on to each other tightly like conjoined twins under the moonlight, in the middle of the road, unwilling to let each other go as she had to leave with Leona then, before Leona’s dad got suspicious. I then bidded farewell to the both of them and walked back alone down the dark windy road.

Hmmm have you ever felt like you have so many emotions and thoughts buried deep inside you and you’re dying to let them out, but you can’t cuz they just aren’t strong enough for you to express them. And it drives you crazy cuz there are so many mild emotions all at once and your thoughts go into overdrive. It’s times like these I feel like headbanging my nice head off.

Fucked up feeling. Sucks innit?

Sodding effing hell. I can almost never get any blogging done nowadays. My mind just drifts off to another topic when I’m blogging about one topic. And then I can’t complete on blogging what I was blogging about, which results in me closing the page and the post never getting posted, and I end up feeling quite worse than before I opened the page to blog. I hate it when that happens.

Bloody hell. Maybe I should just blog randomly about what’s on my mind. Hey, that could work!

Okay so anyways. I hate the motherfuckers who write like fucking faggot ah bengs and ah lians on their blogs. Go fuck a dog. But hey, if you’re nice I’ll forgive you. If you’re like one of those shit faced ah bengs who walk with a swagger and try to solve everything by threatening to fight, go fuck a dog, and your mother, and Chris Crocker.

Hi Delly! I hope you are reading this. Sonofabitches ah bengs are just not worth it. Look for a nice guy like blobby okay? (: Haha i’m sure you’ll find someone better than that bastard.

Next on the agenda. My throat has been hurting on and off for a couple of weeks. It’s not like a sore throat. It’s a different kinda pain. ARRRGHHHH. Whatthefuck is going on?!

God, I miss spe shuhhhhhlest girl so much. Sigh, I hope nothing goes wrong tomorrow. When things get so difficult I ask so many questions of myself. Haha but then I know you’re perfect for me. You’re so right for me. When we love, we have to toss common sense and logic aside. And to live is like to love – all reason without it, and all healthy instinct for it.

And what’s life like without love? Life without love is like a tree without blossoms or fruit. Love is what makes life worthwhile. We just can’t stop loving or wanting to love because when its right it’s the best thing in the world. When you’re in a relationship and its good, even if nothing else in your life is right, you feel like your whole world is complete. This is because the consciousness of loving and being loved brings a warmth and a richness to life that nothing else can bring. So I know we’re never gonna give up believing in this, no matter what. I love you so damn much, Rachel.

I’ve got so much more to blog about, so many more thoughts. But my mind’s more cleared up now. Yay. So I guess I’ll end here, wouldn’t wanna drown you with my endless thoughts. Haha.

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Okay I’m back. Since spe shuhhhhhlest girl urged me to blog some moreeeee. Hmmm. Jealousy, envy, and insecurity. Jealousy is a real fucker; it is feeling that can completely consume you and makes you have some unreasonable thoughts. Why is it I succumb to these feelings so easily? I’m envious of the lucky ones out there who are able to spend time so often with their sweethearts. I’m envious of how the sports stars and rock stars are adored by millions and I’m evious of the millions that the rich and famous own.

I am especially jealous of him disturbing you every bloody school day. I feel insecure cuz I don’t like the fact that he keeps doing that. ARGH I fucking hate this feeling, I hate it when my jealousy gets the better of me. Why do I feel insecure? Oh just fuck me. This is stupid and I’m feeling worse. I shall stop. Sorry spe shuhhhlest girl. Sigh.. Ciao.

Life and love, fucking hell.

I swear, ah beng and ah lians are the epitome of worthless motherfuckers. They are just so fucked up they are like a different disgusting species all together because so many people can’t stand just the fucking sight of them.

Remember to cleanse your soul after hearing any ah beng or ah lian crap. Pray to whatever god you believe in to forgive you for having heard them that and hopefully, also ask god to send all of the ah beng and ah lians to a remote planet and BLOW THE WHOLE FUCKING PLANET UP ALONG WITH ALL THE BENGS AND LIANS. PLEASE GOD, IF THERE’S A GOD, HEAR OUR PRAYERS!

Excerpt from someone’s blog: i want to go to Singfest. the only problem is that im probably not willing to pay for the amount that theyre asking. GRRRRR… why cant they bring in someone good. like chris brown or rihanna or beyonce or miley cyrus or fergie or…. ………THE JONAS BROTHERS…..!!!! 

Whattherfuck?! You want to know why? Cuz if the organizers got them to come down, then no one would go to Singfest. Probably a couple of hardcore haters who would go there just to try assassinate Miley Cyrus or The Jonas Brothers. Chris Brown, Rihanna, Beyonce? Oh puh leaseeeee, we all know R and B is shit and they always get boo-ed bottled at music festivals. Fucking talentless retards.

Miley Cyrus looks so hot here.

Ta ta for now peeps!