You Didn’t Mean What You Said.
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Me: Hahahaha. So cute.
Dad: You know what’s the meaning of cute or not?
Me: Uhm. Yea, sure la. Like, chio, pretty, adorable kinda… Why?
Dad: You’re wrong la.
Me: What you mean? (Was like swt..)
Dad: Cute is ugly, but adorable.
Me: OMG.
Dad: Yeah, so if someone calls you cute it’s more of an insult.
Me: OMG. But not in Malaysian context right.
Dad: Yeah la, people use words without knowing what they mean.
After I had this conversation the first thing that came to my mind was:
“OH-MY-FIGGIDY-GOODNESS I’m an ugly piece of crap.”
Hahahaha. =.=”
Okay I was making a blonde joke.
Anyways, yeah, so people.
CUTE = UGLY BUT ADORABLE.
Don’t just pakai hentam and call people cute, because it’s kinda insulting, wtf.
Sorry, Taylor Lautner, you’re hot, handsome, amazingly hot, have an amazing amazing megawatt smile, the nicest eyes ever & (did I mention like, melt-butter-on-your-sixpack hot?).
I apologize for ever saying “OMG TAYLOR LAUTNER IS SO CUTEEEEEEEEE.”
Cause you’re not ugly. You’re hawt. Hawt. Hawt.
(Yeah, okay, no question there, who I like now.)
&& also, another thing that got on my nerves is that people keep saying gay.
Like:
That’s so gay.
He’s so gay.
Why are they touching each other? So gay.
Like enough, do you know what’s gay?
It either means happy, or homosexual.
Somewhat degrading when you use it in EVERY sentence as you speak.
That’s why I don’t talk to PST anymore.
I dreamt about Choral Speaking.
I woke up, went into the bathroom, and thought about Choral Speaking.
I went to church, catechism, then talked to Julia about Choral Speaking.
I miss CBM primary’s CS team. All the BS and drama didn’t exist.
:3 I want 2010 to be a memorable year. An amazing, memorable, breath-taking, best year of my life, screw all you haters, kinda year. :D
I used too many adjectives. XD
My 2 cousins are getting married! (No, not to each other, pervs)
One in November. One in January.
The January one in Melaka! HAHAH! Talk about vacation.
Except its a few days before school reopens. So I’m not sure about staying there.
Anyways, I’ve uploaded the pictures on my computer.
Gonna post them by end of next week :P
P.S.: Cute and gay are over-rated. Don’t use them :(
Kill The Blog, please.
I think, unknowingly, I’ve killed my blog.
Lack of updates.
Stupid posts written while I was emo-ing.
&& more.
Before PMR, life was all about,
attempting to study hard. Not studying. Slacking. Playing Facebook. Attempting to study some more. & finally studying when it was like, 3 days before PMR.
Honestly, no regrets. Thank God for blessing me with the gift of memory during those torturous 5 days.
After PMR, life was all about celebrating.
“WOO-HOO PMR’S OVER…WE’RE FREEEEE!”
That lasted for like what, 3 days.
And then suddenly, it was like. Oh there’s nothing to do now.
No need to study. Rules are made to be broken (although they’re not, Form3’s have taken on this attitude).
After I started working, I learnt the value of time and money.
Money because, it’s not easy to come by.
&& time. Having to be efficient and all.
It’s not easy being an adult, like seriously.
I’m working for the experience and the side income, but I can’t help but imagine my dad, or any other parent, really.
Slaving to satisfy their kid’s cravings and all.
Especially with the branded stuff craze.
If you’re born with a silver spoon in your mouth, lucky you.
But if you’re not, it’s definitely hard work all the way.
Suffice to say, working has made me understand my dad a whole lot more.
And his mood swings. How he’s sometimes plucky.
And that he’s really a nice guy.
Anyways, I feel like…I’ve kind of let a lot of time slip through my fingers.
I can’t remember why I started blogging, or why I’m continuing, really.
I’ve never really liked pleasing people to begin with.
And now? I feel like there’s so much more to life. Than being glued to a computer, chatting on MSN, facebooking and blogging.
Yes, I’m tech-savvy and obviously love long hours in front of the computer and gaming till my eyes bleed.
Recently read one article (in an old Magazine of my aunt’s) about Friendship.
All about letting go of old friends (who cause more harm than good; not all), and cutting off “acquaintances”.
And the advice was really good.
Although, it did say that “when cutting off friendship ties, don’t do it abruptly. Slowly, but surely, let go. Lessen your time spent with said people. etc”
I agree wholly.
That yes, I know a lot of people, who are therefore acquaintances, but how many of them are really, truly friends?
Few, and far in between.
And these acquaintances, some cause more harm than good.
Some are not even, to an extent, dependable and trustworthy.
And some? A waste of time and space (and precious oxygen).
I’ve rambled long enough.
Probably no updates in the future unless I miraculously have a whole lot of time in my hands, download the PC Studio thingy for my phone, upload all the pictures, feel like posting them up and updating my blog :D
She’s Miss America
Sunday, November 1, 2009
&& I’m just the girl next door.
Really. OMG WTF. You! Yes, you.
Stop talking about people behind their backs okay.
I don’t like talking to some people (which includes ALL of you) now.
So what? My choice!
When you talk to me, and I give you spiteful remarks, or sarcasm which is not even that funny.
All the Ms&MrPopulars of Form3 HSBM =.=”
I don’t want to go out, because I can’t stand to see his face.
I feel like just clamming up, and not even coming down for recess.
I DON’T FEEL LIKE BEING SOCIABLE.
(I’m not even a sociable person to begin with. Why should you care)
NO. Actually. Don’t even care.
I don’t even want to be around people, who are so narcissistic and self-absorbed and popular because of those things.
I don’t want to be involved in group photos while doing stupid poses when I’m not in the mood (You can’t force anyone)
And get over yourselves, stop being emo.
Your life is so wtf-ingly perfect, and you’re telling me your life sucks?
Sometimes I feel like stabbing people.
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Lack of updates cause I’m pissed. I wanna be around positive people who doesn’t give a flying poop about whether people like them, are reading/stalking their blogs/how their hair looks and whether or not they’re going to get caught for bringing illegal stuffs to school.
ARGH YES I WANT ACTUAL FRIENDS.
I hate my life, get over it.
Convinced.
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
I’m convinced that you don’t realize, that every time you talk to me; you don’t realize.
You give me hope – that you might like me one day.
I’m convinced that you'll catch your dreams, and have the world at your feet.
&& forget me one day.
I’m convinced that there’s no difference, between the lies and compliments.
It’s all the same, believe me.
I’m convinced that she actually wants to be me, that jealous b!tch.
That’s why she hates me. Haha!
I’m convinced that Julia (:DDDD) has changed a lot.
And sometimes, for the better.
I’m also convinced that nobody really reads my blog.
I’m convinced that; you may judge a person, it’s your right.
But it’s wrong when you don’t find out whether you’re right.
Everybody deserves a second chance.
Even the worst people of all; because who are you to dictate whether or not this person should be given a chance to start over?
Only God can.
And if he/she’s alive, they deserve a second chance.
I’m convinced that you think I like you, even if I don’t.
I’m convinced that I suck at poetry, but pretend I’m good at it, and write poems just for the fun of it.
(OMG this post sucks! Noob! :))
Change.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
What does a private blog feel like? Hmm.
I didn’t update since Friday. Never realized. :D
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Don’t know lah. After PMR, everyone changed.
I wish I didn’t know you.
Why are people so two-faced?
I think it serves you right for “using” everyone, now you have no friends.
Ahh, no sorry, I don’t do free publicity.
Anyways, I wish things would stay the same as before this happened .
That the only enemy was that one guy who bs-ed his way into our lives.
Now, you turn your backs against each other.
Proclaiming a silent war, to see who would last the longest.
Being sarcastic all the time if you had to speak to me.
Well you know what? Thank You.
Thank You, all my beloved frenemies
Because you taught me two things.
People can’t be trusted blindly & that friendship will forever be over-rated.
Friends are taken too lightly.
I wanna be an emo kid.
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Okay. Uhm, photos. The ones I uploaded.
&& were taken a really long time ago.
Pre-PMR
OMG CLEAR RIGHT?
The last bit, I don’t think I completed it. :)
Those were the days, before I started blogging.
My Dear Old Trusty Diary! :)
Never knew so much about myself, actually.
&& so many embarrassing moments relived when I read it again.
Piano Lessons ♥
Cam-whoring instead of studying for BM.
Seriously, the day before PMR. HAHAH!
I just wanted to show off my room wall colour.
My hair sucks. :) (I have not-high cheekbones LOL)
My Sis. And Her PSP.
Now my bro also got one, which means that there are 2 PSPs in the house.
My dad pampers my siblings meh! :D
And my table was/is/will probably always be messy! :(
Gonna have to clear it soon. LOL
Was shocked to find all my textbooks in the jungle I call my table.
Cross your fingers, and hope for more pictures soon :)
So many pictures, but they’re not meant to be broadcasted on the internet.
I would blog everyday but I don’t want to just say something for the sake of saying something.
Going for another RIMUP thing, at Jit Sin this Thursday,
like the paintball one, just different activities x)
but I’m dragging along Julia & Sarah! ♥
Hahaha! You better not forget
Kamatchi! ♥
Thanks for the cookies, sodium snack (the muruku + dunno what)
and extra cellophane tape around the tupperware!
Haha! Not the same without you though :))
P.S.: I will not turn into her. I will not turn into her. I will not turn into her.
12.06am
Friday, October 23, 2009
I’m insomniatic.
Screw off.
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Don’t read this BS!
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Been thinking alot lately. All my friends have changed. *don’t deny it.*
If you haven’t you’re not my friend
But people don’t really change, they’ve just found a new way of lying to you.
I’m sick of keeping up with appearances.
What appearances, Ann-Marie? You were unpopular to begin with, you’re just cementing your status now. we don’t give a damn about you! who do you think you are, saying you left us? hey we ignored YOU. it’s pointless being around you, anyways. tell me, what do I gain from you? Nothing, right? I’m better off hanging out with the popular crowd cause, well let’s face it, they’re popular.
&& I’ll pretend I’m Taylor Swift, sit alone during reccess and write the greatest songs. Just you wait.
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Am considering revamping this blogskin now that I look at it.
Colours are a little on the dull side.
&& I want to change the pictures!
But that’s about it. I love this blogskin, and I think it’s pretty original *cough sans the header, at least.
There’s nothing like this out there, because I’m such a pro-editor.
*cough.
I wish I could just rot alone at home, and not go to work or school. And only leave when I’m hungry. Or need to go to the toilet.
Those were the days!
Seriously, my dad better be paying me well or I’m quitting. (Never gonna happen).
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I miss you more than ever.
You take up too much of my time I want it back
Why did you go?
You were like, my best friend. :(
(Haha, yes, late nights make me think about you, and how I used to dream up a future. That never was, never could be, and never will be.)
Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow.
Made many mistakes today *cough.
Well I had a lousy teacher.
Learnt a valuable lesson, I suppose you can say that.
I refuse to sleep. I hope my negotiating skills are still intact cause I need to worm my way to get co-curricular points this year.
Otherwise I’ll fail co-curriculum – it’s possible! (Seriously!)
I know what you’re thinking: pictures!
What the penguin is wrong with your blog ah, no pictures wan?
Uh, well.
1) I am an anti-social. Yet, I’m considerate enough not to bother you with the numerous pictures I have taken of inanimate objects around me, and yes myself too.
2) My memory card reader/pendrive isn’t working at the moment.
Hahahaha. Okay. :/ Tsk, tsk, excuses, m’lady, lame excuses at that.
Was watching The Other Boelyn Girl.
George is so hot! (So it’s my instinct to think that when I watch movies =.=, bugger off)
Natalie Portman is such a great actress. From kind-hearted girl, to heartless female dog, to insane (like really, cuckoo) Queen of England.
&& Scarlett Johansson is such a pushover in this movie.
Supposedly, Eric Bana (Victoria’s Secret’s Sexiest Actor Of 2008) was sexy.
But he was just a horny old king with a 9 ‘o clock shadow (or MountainMan™, as once sported by our dear Art Teacher). At least he looked convincing.
Bah. I have stopped caring if people read my blog anymore, because honestly, I started blogging because I liked to vent. And sometimes when I vent, I want people to know that they’re getting on my nerves/ pisshing me off.
&& when I started blogging about events, or things like that, other people are bound to appear in my blog. Yes, my friends and strangers and everyone in between that pass me by.
And if you happen to google someone (oh, you little no-lifer, you!) and stumble across my blog, per se, don’t go around telling that person about the picture! I take mostly candid shots and you might find yourself in an incriminating position in my image folder.
So no, I won’t say f off, this is my blog, cause it’s pretty immature and stupid to say that (because everyone’s doing the same!)
but instead, I’ll say…
Thanks for reading my blog, please come again! :D
I’ve got a feeling; that I’m going to delete this someday.
And yes, I google myself sometimes. My full name, otherwise porn sites will flood the screen. :O
There’s school tomorrow, and I’ll be taking pictures. Hahaha! Watch out! :X
She Works Hard For The Money
Thursday, October 22, 2009
I’ve been working.
No, not illegally or whatever your perverted brains have come up with (or is it just me?)
That’s why I’m so tired. And moody.
I’m going to start refusing to go out with you guys anymore.
And I’m going to stop hanging out with you guys either.
Oh you don’t care? Neither do I.
(I just can’t be bothered with keeping up with appearances. I’m sick of it. I’m going to turn into this hermit that studies/reads all day or stares into space when in large crowds. Sue me.)
I won’t even be funny anymore. Cause everytime you think I’m funny, I’m actually being sarcastic and/or insulting you/him/her/them.
Yeah, it’s working. I’m in isolation :)
I didn’t even like you guys to start with
The people that I hung out with seem so..unappealing while the people that I’ve ditched for those people are starting to appeal to me. And you might wonder why, but I guess it’s because I’ve changed? More on that later. :P
Anyways….
I’ve been working with my dad.
Hahaha. I guess it’s fun.
His current workers are nothing like the people I know.
Nothing like her.
And honestly, it’s not the most fun I’ve ever had in years.
And I loathe the office.
But now I understand what my dad goes through almost every day of his life.
And it’s kind of fun getting things done.
Gosh I’m turning into the hugest nerd ever.
Now I’ve just got to starve for the rest of my life and I’ll end up as geeky Taylor Swift on You Belong With Me.
I hate being a stereotype/stereotyping and yet I so long to be one (skinny!)
Pointless post, honestly. Just thought I’d try to keep this blog alive. Hopefully the pictures will come. Hopefully. :/
So What?
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Ah a million and one things to blog about.
But I’m not feeling well.
Had allthesesymptomsthataren’tworthfutureembarassment.
Ain’t gonna mention ‘em.
Anyways, twitter is the most happening page of Ann-Marie. :)
As I refreshed Twitter just now
(TweetDeck failed on me, so I used the webpage)
Hahahahahaa. The whale. And the birds! :D
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Things Imma blog about:
1. Sleepover!
2. KL trip (Yes, because I’m lame. So what? :))
3. You. Him. Her. :)
4. The PsychoPath!
5. RIMUP! Haha! Paintball! Woot!
I better go sleep liao or I’ll never wake up tomorrow.
Marshmallows!
Thursday, October 15, 2009
While I was walking back home from school ;;
(cough, yes I do walk back, cough)
I saw my godbrother. Zach :DDDD
&& he asked me to go to his house tonight and sleepover like I always do during the holidays.
Of course I said yes, but have to ask my mother. So see how. :P
Then when I continued my walk back home;
I realized that tonight I need to attend the BEC thing. Sighhhh.
Forgot. Totally.
So I’ll probably go after :D or the next day.
So I’m skipping school.
Why am I telling you this? LMAO
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FREEDOM IS THE BEST THING ON EARTH. SERIOUSLY.
Had so much fun in school. Did not bring my phone cause…
I’m afraid it’ll get stolen/confiscated.
Yeah I’m a wuss. I wanna take pictures of my classmates.
(who’ll thank me for harassing them when they’re old and grey cause I managed to capture photos of their memories~) LOL
We played chor tai tee today. Well technically me, Chin and Julia did.
Meh. I lost 20 sen, Julia lost 30. So Chin made a profit of 50sen. wtf.
I won’t bore you with anymore details cause nobody reads this anyway.
*slaps self
Self-confidence, Ann-Marie, self-confidence.
Hahaha. I lack self-confidence. Oooo I’m DOOMED. *sarcastically speaking*
Okay here’s a picture taken with my Beyonce phone! :DDDDDDDD
Me && my brother, James. Woot!
Having marshmallows with him now, while he’s watching Chowder.
Marshmallows rock! :D
So this post has no point whatsoever except the huge-ass picture of me & my brother. Haha.
It’s Not Called Boasting, Darlings.
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
My dad did something very, very, very nice to me about 1-2 weeks prior to PMR.
And you now wonder, "whatever could that be?”
As some of you might remember (or not. *cough)
I lost my phone in 2008 while I was in Genting. Hahaha.
And since then I was stuck with a sucky phone
(which served it’s purpose, but still sucky)
He bribed me. With a new phone. SGH F300 :)
Okay, fine, scratch that. He bribed me with the Beyonce phone! :DD
Beyonce did the ad for this phone. That’s why I call it the Beyonce phone lmao.
You look at this picture, thinking..
”wah, your phone is..weird! Why is the screen so tiny? Is that why your Dad bought an MP3 player for you, too?”
Well no! Pfft!
It’s a two-sided phone. :)
(Normally being two-faced would be bad, right :P)
One side (with the keypad and tiny screen) is the “business side” of the phone.
Texting, calling, etc.
Another side (with the huge screen!) is the “music side”.
Basically like an MP3 player. :)
I love this phone because you can camwhore all you want in public without people staring at you. Using the business side,
(where the camera is located on the top left corner)
you also have access to the camera. Hahaha. Okay.
The phone was difficult to use at first. Features were so confusing. It took me 2 days (!!) to actually understand how to do everything.
Well, who cares! The phone damn nice!
And it’s so thin! Lol.
And although the camera is only 2MP, it’s quite sharp actually, compared to the Nokia one.
I’ll upload some in my next post to prove my point. :)
This phone also comes with a battery pack! It’s like a cover thingy, but actually got battery too. My phone can last like up to 3 days with me using the MP3 player and camera quite often with the cover thingy.
So it’s not that bad.
*jumps around happily*
And oh, it’s not called boasting, darlings. :) it’s informing. Haha :)
And PMR…well this year it was pretty okay except Science.
Haha. Screw Pollination!
And Geo, cause I’ve always sucked at Geo. :)
Off to play pet society!
this girl is back
Monday, October 12, 2009
(Such a rip-off or HSM3’s The Boys Are Back wtf.)
I have a new phone.
Wanted to upload pics but then, don’t know how. Lol.
(ey, ey, the functions are confusing aite.)
&& Yeah.
PMR IS OVER.
That’s all. :D
