i dun understand. home is supposed to be a place of privacy. a place where you should feel safest.
but someone had been arrested by police for "indecent exposure" simply bcos he was naked at home. hello!? in the first place, why was that one who reported to the police looking at the naked man? i bet the one who reported is a woman. i havent read abt that article, but i am kinda angry abt it.
why cant we be naked at home? huh?? why?
we feel protected and safe, that's why that man was naked at home and walking around. okae, maybe he could have pulled the curtains, but wad if he doesnt have the curtains to pull in the first place? dont be naked? but it is up to his free will to be naked!
aiyar, im just feeling veri angry abt being caught naked at home. as if there's no more privacy in singapore anymore. even at home oso kana. wad's singapore coming to?
anyway, that naked guy has a great body! so if i were there, i will just let him be and maybe, happen to see him naked again next time! HAHAHA.. it's great to be able to appreciate beauty.
oh and if you wanna know how i got to know abt the news, i read it from the comic section of "Chew on it" in which today's comic was inspired by that very article. and i found this article on the net.
Man arrested for indecent exposure Singapore
January 12, 2006 11:15:07 AM IST
A man who allegedly paraded naked in front of a window of his flat here has been arrested, police said Thursday.
The man was reported to be married and was in his early 30s. A 26-year-old woman who lived in a neighbouring housing block was reported to have been the target of his flashing.
Under the law of the city-state, a person can be fined up to $1,197 (2,000 Singapore dollars) or jailed for up to three months for indecent exposure, even if it is committed in one's own home.
--DPA
(IANS)
http://news.webindia123.com/news/showdetails.asp?id=217191&cat=Asia
i still dun understand why cannot be naked at home.... *shake head* didnt you come to the world naked and with no clothes to cover yourself? wad's with nakedness? it's a natural thing. and having no clothes on does have its benefits. you will feel less burdened cos the weight of the clothes is gone, the pressure exerted by the clothes is gone as well, your skin can BREATH. go search the net and find out the health benefits of sleeping nude.
and it's greeat to sleep nude.
15 January 2006
13 January 2006
i forgot to say
i saw leann when i was coming home from je!!! she was in her jj uni and going home from fmss.. the reason why she went there was forgotten by me.
den i got to know that eugenia enrolled into netball but wasnt selected so she went to recreational sports thingy.. amanda mok in netball.. now leann in touch rugby.. according to leann, kwe is "cca-less" and coping well in her studies besides maths..
den i got to know that eugenia enrolled into netball but wasnt selected so she went to recreational sports thingy.. amanda mok in netball.. now leann in touch rugby.. according to leann, kwe is "cca-less" and coping well in her studies besides maths..
to you
to my frens
i have forgotten how we met.
i have forgotten who talked first.
i have forgotten how we became such good frens,
but i will never forget the times we've shared.
to my family
i couldnt decide on who i'd get as kin
i couldnt decide on your temper
but i can decide on whether i wanted to get along with you,
and i'd do anything to make your life better.
to the pple who look down on me
who cares abt wad you think abt me!?
but a few words of advice:
to the gals who look down on me: you're one of the many bimbos i've seen darling.
to the guys who look down on me: you arent any better yourself. your chances of getting a gf is lower than me getting a bf.
to the pple who admire me [must be a handful only ba]
thank you! but dun be as fat as me orh!
dun ever get into depression. it's difficult climbing back into the light from the dark.
im still blindly climbing up towards the light, with God's help.
to myself
just two words, "WAKE UP!!"
i have forgotten how we met.
i have forgotten who talked first.
i have forgotten how we became such good frens,
but i will never forget the times we've shared.
to my family
i couldnt decide on who i'd get as kin
i couldnt decide on your temper
but i can decide on whether i wanted to get along with you,
and i'd do anything to make your life better.
to the pple who look down on me
who cares abt wad you think abt me!?
but a few words of advice:
to the gals who look down on me: you're one of the many bimbos i've seen darling.
to the guys who look down on me: you arent any better yourself. your chances of getting a gf is lower than me getting a bf.
to the pple who admire me [must be a handful only ba]
thank you! but dun be as fat as me orh!
dun ever get into depression. it's difficult climbing back into the light from the dark.
im still blindly climbing up towards the light, with God's help.
to myself
just two words, "WAKE UP!!"
friday the 13th
for the whole day, i was expecting the worst. well, only a few unfortunate things happened to me and a whole lot of good things happened to me as well!
first bad thing: during pe i accidentally hit the tennis ball to high till it flew over to the army base camp opposite my skool. GREAT. nataline, my classmate did that amazing thing too before me and i saw it. i took note of it and yet my ball went flying gracefully over the fence and landing peacefully onto the land of the army pple.
the good thing that happened during pe: i managed to hit a few balls after that and they didnt fly over the fence!
second bad thing: was late for assembly cos we had only half an hour to pack up from pe, buy some quick food to fill our stomachs, queue up that oh-so-long queue to collect our locker allocation, change from pe attire to uniform and climb all around skool to get to lt4.
the good things that happened during that period of time: we werent scolded nor were the teachers bothered in doing so, we finally got our lockers!!! woohoo!!! we got to enjoy aircon!! we managed to sit together cos we almost got spilt into two smaller groups.. had some comical experiences during the talk from the new principal [it was abt our EQ. she sounded more like an experienced counsellor than a principal of a jc]; sheryl and june were discussing abt how keefe loke's dimples were sooooo cute and that they said that his face was as round as mine. HELLO!? his face is ROUND!? i cant believe it. two guys were sleeping infront of me and june said that sherly said that keefe loke took their sleeping pics [it's like, huh!?]. oh yar, when the first guy woke up and was told to wake the guy sleeping beside him, he just shook the latter's hand VIOLENTLY and said,"oi, wake up" and my whole group erupted in silent laughter.. but that guy just continued sleeping after waking up within a minute. and during the irst half of the assembly, yong hao was presenting our cameo of the camp we had with the primary skool kids last december!!! and they actually recorded the whole thing from the news sia.. so cute!! yea, and the cameo actually got into the top 5 for some competition and we were appealed to vote for it. nobody did do that. many tot that it was stoopid. sorry yh, but there's nth i can do to make them think otherwise.
after assembly was ct. three things i took note of the many things abt the guys: nicholas doesnt seem to really hang out with the guys from the class, he's one solitary animal. another thing, he likes to go to the loo nowadays. and he stays there for a veri long time. i wonder wad guys do in there. thirdly, christopher my new classmate reminds me alot abt timothy. ALOT. he is now the class clown and he loves toking and they are practically much the same just that christopher is more beng.
one good thing that i encountered: had lunch with the gals [june, jialing, shaoqin and yiting] at long john today!! oh yar, including vincent. really appreciate the time i am able to spend with them.
another good thing: it stopped raining!! okae, it was only when nicholas mentioned abt the fact that it was the first day of the week that the sun has appeared.
another good thing: my bro fetched me to skool again!! no need to tahan bus exhaust, bus waiting, walking along the smoky road or tahan the morning bus crowd.
another good thing: i got to skool on time.
another good thing: somebody smiled at me. [he's just cute. not a crush.] he's so cute!!!
first bad thing: during pe i accidentally hit the tennis ball to high till it flew over to the army base camp opposite my skool. GREAT. nataline, my classmate did that amazing thing too before me and i saw it. i took note of it and yet my ball went flying gracefully over the fence and landing peacefully onto the land of the army pple.
the good thing that happened during pe: i managed to hit a few balls after that and they didnt fly over the fence!
second bad thing: was late for assembly cos we had only half an hour to pack up from pe, buy some quick food to fill our stomachs, queue up that oh-so-long queue to collect our locker allocation, change from pe attire to uniform and climb all around skool to get to lt4.
the good things that happened during that period of time: we werent scolded nor were the teachers bothered in doing so, we finally got our lockers!!! woohoo!!! we got to enjoy aircon!! we managed to sit together cos we almost got spilt into two smaller groups.. had some comical experiences during the talk from the new principal [it was abt our EQ. she sounded more like an experienced counsellor than a principal of a jc]; sheryl and june were discussing abt how keefe loke's dimples were sooooo cute and that they said that his face was as round as mine. HELLO!? his face is ROUND!? i cant believe it. two guys were sleeping infront of me and june said that sherly said that keefe loke took their sleeping pics [it's like, huh!?]. oh yar, when the first guy woke up and was told to wake the guy sleeping beside him, he just shook the latter's hand VIOLENTLY and said,"oi, wake up" and my whole group erupted in silent laughter.. but that guy just continued sleeping after waking up within a minute. and during the irst half of the assembly, yong hao was presenting our cameo of the camp we had with the primary skool kids last december!!! and they actually recorded the whole thing from the news sia.. so cute!! yea, and the cameo actually got into the top 5 for some competition and we were appealed to vote for it. nobody did do that. many tot that it was stoopid. sorry yh, but there's nth i can do to make them think otherwise.
now there's one thing i dunno whether it's good or bad: we sat at the back of the lt4 and had teachers watching our sides and backs like hawks
after assembly was ct. three things i took note of the many things abt the guys: nicholas doesnt seem to really hang out with the guys from the class, he's one solitary animal. another thing, he likes to go to the loo nowadays. and he stays there for a veri long time. i wonder wad guys do in there. thirdly, christopher my new classmate reminds me alot abt timothy. ALOT. he is now the class clown and he loves toking and they are practically much the same just that christopher is more beng.
one good thing that i encountered: had lunch with the gals [june, jialing, shaoqin and yiting] at long john today!! oh yar, including vincent. really appreciate the time i am able to spend with them.
another good thing: it stopped raining!! okae, it was only when nicholas mentioned abt the fact that it was the first day of the week that the sun has appeared.
another good thing: my bro fetched me to skool again!! no need to tahan bus exhaust, bus waiting, walking along the smoky road or tahan the morning bus crowd.
another good thing: i got to skool on time.
another good thing: somebody smiled at me. [he's just cute. not a crush.] he's so cute!!!
09 January 2006
09.01.06
today was not my happy day.
first, i had to go to skool.
second, i had pe => jumped around 50 jumping jacks, 40 burpees, 50 seconds of fast feet, and one round of holding that stoopid medicine ball and walking like a guy trying to protect his private part with every step he take by placing a leg infront and bending the legs thoroughly down.. said to strengthen leg muscle and it really does. BUT, i feel like a crippled now. and during the last few minutes of pe, i had the splitting headache so great that i cant focus on anything. if i let my eyes stay on an object, the pain doubles so i gotta act like an idiot and my eyes fly everywhere only to soften the pain effect. but it persisted for such a long time that i suddenly tot of praying strongly and i looked up at the sky and even though my head was splitting since my eye is focusing on the clouds, i kept repeating," Lord, remove my pain. please Lord, please." and when i finally stopped praying, the ache dulled ALOT. i thank God for it. could have rammed my head against the wall if it continued for another minute.
third, i had migraine for the whole b***** day, june's panadol only lasted me a minute free of headache in the morning. but at least it helped.
fourth, i had to go for the funeral and do ABSOLUTELY nth there.. just sit there and listen to one of my distant relatives boast of his days as an ex-ngee ann poly president.. now he is a 72-yr-old contractor.. super rich sia........... saw john's parents there [of course lar.. they're my uncle and aunt-in-law] and they looked so smug abt their son going to acjc but having a poor social life there.. then they tok tok tok tok tok tok tok tok... and the worse thing is that they talk VERI SLOW. at first, can tahan lar.. but after sitting there for 2 hours listening to the same man talk abt doing his b***** job and doing it well, is torturing for a 17-yr-old who is used to pple speaking SUPER FAST around her... it's like the brain has to slow down ALOT. and then on the cab to the funeral, i was so tired that i agreed to everything my mother proposed so that i can shut my eyes, in the end CANNOT GO OUT WITH the gals tmw.. i hate tmw. i wish tmw never comes. i dun even wanna go out tmw. i wanna cry.
and my frustration raised a notch when my mother yabbered and blabbered SLOWLY, i repeat, SLOWLY abt so many things.. den she kept toking abt how my father got caught by the marine and had to bribe them out of jail, of how one of his mistresses used to call my house at 4am in the morning just to tell us that he has alot of mistresses.. hello!? she's so damn proud that he had done these rite!?
i guess my headache just worsened my mood, thoroughly.
now, i'd rather die than go for the funeral.. it's like, i told my mother that im going out with the gals on tue around yesterday and she agreed lor.. NOW she says go for the funeral. the irritating thing is that she keeps reminding me to bloody go out for the funeral.. i hate the cremating process and she wants me to go SEE. and in the whole trip back home, she was shouting in the bloody cab and i was obviously trembling from the cold and headache and she was bloody shouting into my ear. and she kept toking abt going where to eat or tmw breakfast. im starting to hate food bcos of her enthusiasm.
wanna scream. wanna let out all my frustrations. wanna give out all my anger. wanna strangle every single chicken i see. wanna knock down every stoopid person who cross the road illegally. wanna jump of the bloody building to stop the pain and frustration..
first, i had to go to skool.
second, i had pe => jumped around 50 jumping jacks, 40 burpees, 50 seconds of fast feet, and one round of holding that stoopid medicine ball and walking like a guy trying to protect his private part with every step he take by placing a leg infront and bending the legs thoroughly down.. said to strengthen leg muscle and it really does. BUT, i feel like a crippled now. and during the last few minutes of pe, i had the splitting headache so great that i cant focus on anything. if i let my eyes stay on an object, the pain doubles so i gotta act like an idiot and my eyes fly everywhere only to soften the pain effect. but it persisted for such a long time that i suddenly tot of praying strongly and i looked up at the sky and even though my head was splitting since my eye is focusing on the clouds, i kept repeating," Lord, remove my pain. please Lord, please." and when i finally stopped praying, the ache dulled ALOT. i thank God for it. could have rammed my head against the wall if it continued for another minute.
third, i had migraine for the whole b***** day, june's panadol only lasted me a minute free of headache in the morning. but at least it helped.
fourth, i had to go for the funeral and do ABSOLUTELY nth there.. just sit there and listen to one of my distant relatives boast of his days as an ex-ngee ann poly president.. now he is a 72-yr-old contractor.. super rich sia........... saw john's parents there [of course lar.. they're my uncle and aunt-in-law] and they looked so smug abt their son going to acjc but having a poor social life there.. then they tok tok tok tok tok tok tok tok... and the worse thing is that they talk VERI SLOW. at first, can tahan lar.. but after sitting there for 2 hours listening to the same man talk abt doing his b***** job and doing it well, is torturing for a 17-yr-old who is used to pple speaking SUPER FAST around her... it's like the brain has to slow down ALOT. and then on the cab to the funeral, i was so tired that i agreed to everything my mother proposed so that i can shut my eyes, in the end CANNOT GO OUT WITH the gals tmw.. i hate tmw. i wish tmw never comes. i dun even wanna go out tmw. i wanna cry.
and my frustration raised a notch when my mother yabbered and blabbered SLOWLY, i repeat, SLOWLY abt so many things.. den she kept toking abt how my father got caught by the marine and had to bribe them out of jail, of how one of his mistresses used to call my house at 4am in the morning just to tell us that he has alot of mistresses.. hello!? she's so damn proud that he had done these rite!?
i guess my headache just worsened my mood, thoroughly.
now, i'd rather die than go for the funeral.. it's like, i told my mother that im going out with the gals on tue around yesterday and she agreed lor.. NOW she says go for the funeral. the irritating thing is that she keeps reminding me to bloody go out for the funeral.. i hate the cremating process and she wants me to go SEE. and in the whole trip back home, she was shouting in the bloody cab and i was obviously trembling from the cold and headache and she was bloody shouting into my ear. and she kept toking abt going where to eat or tmw breakfast. im starting to hate food bcos of her enthusiasm.
wanna scream. wanna let out all my frustrations. wanna give out all my anger. wanna strangle every single chicken i see. wanna knock down every stoopid person who cross the road illegally. wanna jump of the bloody building to stop the pain and frustration..
09.01.06
today was not my happy day.
first, i had to go to skool.
second, i had pe => jumped around 50 jumping jacks, 40 burpees, 50 seconds of fast feet, and one round of holding that stoopid medicine ball and walking like a guy trying to protect his private part with every step he take by placing a leg infront and bending the legs thoroughly down.. said to strengthen leg muscle and it really does. BUT, i feel like a crippled now. and during the last few minutes of pe, i had the splitting headache so great that i cant focus on anything. if i let my eyes stay on an object, the pain doubles so i gotta act like an idiot and my eyes fly everywhere only to soften the pain effect. but it persisted for such a long time that i suddenly tot of praying strongly and i looked up at the sky and even though my head was splitting since my eye is focusing on the clouds, i kept repeating," Lord, remove my pain. please Lord, please." and when i finally stopped praying, the ache dulled ALOT. i thank God for it. could have rammed my head against the wall if it continued for another minute.
third, i had migraine for the whole b***** day, june's panadol only lasted me a minute free of headache in the morning. but at least it helped.
fourth, i had to go for the funeral and do ABSOLUTELY nth there.. just sit there and listen to one of my distant relatives boast of his days as an ex-ngee ann poly president.. now he is a 72-yr-old contractor.. super rich sia........... saw john's parents there [of course lar.. they're my uncle and aunt-in-law] and they looked so smug abt their son going to acjc but having a poor social life there.. then they tok tok tok tok tok tok tok tok... and the worse thing is that they talk VERI SLOW. at first, can tahan lar.. but after sitting there for 2 hours listening to the same man talk abt doing his b***** job and doing it well, is torturing for a 17-yr-old who is used to pple speaking SUPER FAST around her... it's like the brain has to slow down ALOT. and then on the cab to the funeral, i was so tired that i agreed to everything my mother proposed so that i can shut my eyes, in the end CANNOT GO OUT WITH the gals tmw.. i hate tmw. i wish tmw never comes. i dun even wanna go out tmw. i wanna cry.
and my frustration raised a notch when my mother yabbered and blabbered SLOWLY, i repeat, SLOWLY abt so many things.. den she kept toking abt how my father got caught by the marine and had to bribe them out of jail, of how one of his mistresses used to call my house at 4am in the morning just to tell us that he has alot of mistresses.. hello!? she's so damn proud that he had done these rite!?
i guess my headache just worsened my mood, thoroughly.
now, i'd rather die than go for the funeral.. it's like, i told my mother that im going out with the gals on tue around yesterday and she agreed lor.. NOW she says go for the funeral. the irritating thing is that she keeps reminding me to bloody go out for the funeral.. i hate the cremating process and she wants me to go SEE. and in the whole trip back home, she was shouting in the bloody cab and i was obviously trembling from the cold and headache and she was bloody shouting into my ear. and she kept toking abt going where to eat or tmw breakfast. im starting to hate food bcos of her enthusiasm.
wanna scream. wanna let out all my frustrations. wanna give out all my anger. wanna strangle every single chicken i see. wanna knock down every stoopid person who cross the road illegally. wanna jump of the bloody building to stop the pain and frustration..
first, i had to go to skool.
second, i had pe => jumped around 50 jumping jacks, 40 burpees, 50 seconds of fast feet, and one round of holding that stoopid medicine ball and walking like a guy trying to protect his private part with every step he take by placing a leg infront and bending the legs thoroughly down.. said to strengthen leg muscle and it really does. BUT, i feel like a crippled now. and during the last few minutes of pe, i had the splitting headache so great that i cant focus on anything. if i let my eyes stay on an object, the pain doubles so i gotta act like an idiot and my eyes fly everywhere only to soften the pain effect. but it persisted for such a long time that i suddenly tot of praying strongly and i looked up at the sky and even though my head was splitting since my eye is focusing on the clouds, i kept repeating," Lord, remove my pain. please Lord, please." and when i finally stopped praying, the ache dulled ALOT. i thank God for it. could have rammed my head against the wall if it continued for another minute.
third, i had migraine for the whole b***** day, june's panadol only lasted me a minute free of headache in the morning. but at least it helped.
fourth, i had to go for the funeral and do ABSOLUTELY nth there.. just sit there and listen to one of my distant relatives boast of his days as an ex-ngee ann poly president.. now he is a 72-yr-old contractor.. super rich sia........... saw john's parents there [of course lar.. they're my uncle and aunt-in-law] and they looked so smug abt their son going to acjc but having a poor social life there.. then they tok tok tok tok tok tok tok tok... and the worse thing is that they talk VERI SLOW. at first, can tahan lar.. but after sitting there for 2 hours listening to the same man talk abt doing his b***** job and doing it well, is torturing for a 17-yr-old who is used to pple speaking SUPER FAST around her... it's like the brain has to slow down ALOT. and then on the cab to the funeral, i was so tired that i agreed to everything my mother proposed so that i can shut my eyes, in the end CANNOT GO OUT WITH the gals tmw.. i hate tmw. i wish tmw never comes. i dun even wanna go out tmw. i wanna cry.
and my frustration raised a notch when my mother yabbered and blabbered SLOWLY, i repeat, SLOWLY abt so many things.. den she kept toking abt how my father got caught by the marine and had to bribe them out of jail, of how one of his mistresses used to call my house at 4am in the morning just to tell us that he has alot of mistresses.. hello!? she's so damn proud that he had done these rite!?
i guess my headache just worsened my mood, thoroughly.
now, i'd rather die than go for the funeral.. it's like, i told my mother that im going out with the gals on tue around yesterday and she agreed lor.. NOW she says go for the funeral. the irritating thing is that she keeps reminding me to bloody go out for the funeral.. i hate the cremating process and she wants me to go SEE. and in the whole trip back home, she was shouting in the bloody cab and i was obviously trembling from the cold and headache and she was bloody shouting into my ear. and she kept toking abt going where to eat or tmw breakfast. im starting to hate food bcos of her enthusiasm.
wanna scream. wanna let out all my frustrations. wanna give out all my anger. wanna strangle every single chicken i see. wanna knock down every stoopid person who cross the road illegally. wanna jump of the bloody building to stop the pain and frustration..
08 January 2006
okae, i shall be honest and open in this post.
the first and third pic was taken in the toilet.
second pic in my bedroom.
in the first and third pic, i seem to look more mature than in the second pic.
and i like my hair suddenly. the curls are natural, everything's natural. but i refuse to let down my hair in public. i tend to look like a lion when outside..
AND NOBODY IS TOKING TO ME.
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