Monday, February 26
Aftermaths.
I was just reading through when i realised that i used a lot of vulgar language in the previous post.
:(
I'm not a vulgar girl.
I just think that it better describe how i was feeling at that point of time.
Eg. I was very angry.
i was fucking angry.
HAHA.
I was just imagining what if i got too used to it and during the O'levels later this year, i screw up and wrote that in my compo. Damn i would probably appear in the straits time or something.
I wonder if anyone has done that before?
Like write in his o'level english paper,
"The door opened and the ghost jumped out, it scared the fuck out of me...".
The cambridge examiner would probably faint, or maybe he/she would just minus one mark?
See, i think weird things.
Anyway i'm gona take some pics and show you guys!
The thing on which the bras was hanging and the string guarding the corridor with bells on it now and the 7th floor which the pole was found.
(Psst, if you dont get it, read previous post.) :D
TTFN. !
*It means tata for now!
[Till it clears,
Sandy]
Sunday, February 25
Thieving bitchbastard steals bras.
THIEVING BITCHBASTARD STEALS BRAS.
Some of you might have seen the above(Thieving bitch steals bras) on my msn personal message.
Some of you have even questioned me about the mere existence of this particular message. Aye, today i'm gonna spill it all. :D
Do you guys buy new clothes, undergarments and shoes for chinese new year?
I guess majority of you do.
But damn, my mother's and mine got stolen right after the day we bought it.
The undergarment i mean.
The total lost was S$120.70.
Mum hung it outside on the make-shift hang thing for clothes.(Well, photos will be up tomorrow.)
And by like 30 mins it was gone, the bamboo(in this case it's aluminium) pole and the five bras on it was all gone!
Mum was so angry because the pole wasnt cheap and the bras were definitely not too.
She messaged me to tell me and her message went like this. I was in school then.
Mum: San, i'm so angry and sad...
Me: Huh? What happened?! (I was very worried as i thought what had happened to her, FYI i'm very close to my mother.)
Mum: People steal the bras, the whole teak-koh(pole) gone.
Me: What?! You got ask Tuti or not? Maybe she keep for u?(Tuti's my neighbour's maid, we hang the bras outside their house.)
Mum: Yah, she say she nv take...
Signs. I went home after school and we prowled the area around my house level 3-8.
We presumed it should be around this area as the pole was very long and very inconvenient to travel a long way, what with colourful bras hanging off it.
No such luck. We didnt find anything.
We were hoping to maybe find our aluminium pole leaning against some wall or something, nearby the thief's house.
Two days after the unfortunate incident, i was climbling the stairs home. I wasnt taking the lift because i was testing my luck to lookout for any telltale signs.
None again. Then i reached level 5, my house. Then i decided to go further, i went to level 6 then 7.
Once i reached level 7 i gave out a loud gasp, I saw the aluminium pole!!!!! It was unmistakably mine!!!!
I recognised it because it was aluminium and had a blue tape at the end of it. Level 7 was a fucking dog den, the corridor was filled with endless stacks of rubbish, ect unwanted washing machines, fish tanks, plastic buckets and rusty ovens.
Admist all the junk was an uncle i recognise, he is my primary school friend Yingru's father.
He was sitting there repairing a broken old bicycle.
I used to be really close to her but we lost touch and are now like strangers.
Anyway, i asked him who all this things belonged to, he said it was his, including the pole.
I got a real bad shock.
I phoned Mum who was at centre at that point of time and waited for her to come home.
Then we confronted the man.
He was like "It wasnt mine! Some aunty picked it up and passed it to me knowing that i collect second hand stuff."
He spoke in hokkien.
He said one chicken rice store aunty picked it up from downstairs and passed it to him.
He made himself sound damn suspicious anyway.
We said "Okay lor, not you right. We call POLICE! Got the evidence here, what can you deny." *Flicks out phone*
He replied, "Call for what?! It wont help anyway! ", his spit was like showering out.
He was like damn scared that we will call the police.
Mum: People steal our bras leh! Dont call.
Uncle: Gone then gone la! Make such a big fuss for what?!
Pur-fucking-lease. 120 dollars you wont care?!
And the bras, it may be the last one.
And CNY bras kena stolen damn fucking sway leh!!!!!
Anyway, we were damn certain that the uncle was the one who stole, he probably took it for his daughter and wife. Daughter somemore same age as me, wife same age as my mum(almost).
Mum got back her aluminium pole, which was good.
But miracle of all miracles, a week later we won 4-D !!!! Guess with what numbers and how much?
With the numbers 1207 and we won back 120 dollars.
Ohmygod, i know it sounds so fake but i swear it's true.
Actually it was 150dollars but minus all the taxes and all that and it was exactly 120 dollars.
The amount of money we lost and the winning number was the total price of the bras.
I remember mum saying : If heaven has eyes, it wont let people take advantage of us like that.
Oh god, it felt so spiritual you know.
Damn, i'm becoming more and more superstitious.
And Mum tied some string at our corridor to prevent the thief from coming in again.
I live at the end of the corridor so it was possible.
........
Anyway, today the thieve came back again!!!!!!
On a sunny sunday morning.
I was sleeping when i heard mum yelling,
"Oie! You steal my bra! YOU DONT RUN AWAY! YOU STEAL MY BRAS!".
Then, WHAM!
Then heavy footsteps pounding down the corridor. I heard the click of my neighbour's door opening and more urgent footsteps running after the thief.
I awoke and immediately and ran out of my room and out of my door and blindly ran after my neighbour chasing the thieve.
We ran down the stairs and damn my thigh FUCKING HURTS (P.E on Friday la!) and i was running behind my neighbour, Chinhao, and Amanda was beside me.
We ran down to the first level and the guy was gone, awhile later Chinhao reappeared and said he couldnt overrun the thief.
We went home and i realised Mum fell down!
The fucked-up no-lifer bra thief not only attempt to steal more bras but he shove my mother till she fell down!
Her knees were scraped and bleeding.
I was very very furious at the bra thief.
What the hell?!
Mum described him as very big sized and wearing a blue tee and cap with shorts.
He looked a bit plump and very strong and Mum was inside the house when she saw a suspicious guy dodging under the string and going over to the other side.
she quietly opened the gates and peeped out and saw him meddling with her bras, thats when she yelled.
The thief tried to run pass but Mum gripped him and he flung her grip away and pushed her to the ground. :(
Then ChinHao and Amanda and me came running out.
I'm very angry, because the guy has apparently no regards harming others to get what he wants.
Dad said that he is metally challenged and he probably takes it to smell and carrass or whatever. *Gags*
I argued tht he is probebly poor and steals it for his wife and daughters.
Fuckamatha, i thought that this kind of situation only happens in drama series?
After awhile we found it all very hilarious and kept laughing over it.
The thief didnt manage to steal anything this time because mum(being smart) threaded the pole through the straps of the bras.
And oh oh oh, i realised that i was running around the block bare footed and in my cartoon pj's with messy bedhair. *groans*
Oh, and now the string guarding the corridors have bells on them....
P.S: I wanted to blog about this a long time ago but felt it wasnt appropriate as there was too much use of the word "bra". HAHA, lame i know. Anyway the thief's appearence again today initiated me to do it, i needed to vent out my frusfration!!!
[Till he gets caught,
Sandy]
Thursday, February 22
Pretty pretty petticoat.
Whoa, recently been liking this song, Ohh la by The kooks. :) Yah la it's probably from last year or whatever but i've just discovered it.
Anyway the gambling thing, lazy to elaborate but we had FUN ! Hahaha, even if it's only like 5 of us. ._.''
But what the hell, we were screaming and shouting and winning and losing money.
Geraldine was the luckiest lucky gambler, she didnt know how to play majong but she won with limits !!! My $3.20 :'( Boohoo! HAHAHA
We played indian poker too and the loser eats some puke-worthy concoction made by the greens(Ger and Celine). Think it consisted of cocoa power, chrysantamun tea, sprite, coke, peanut butter, greasy chinese new year snacks and god knows what.
All of us ate and anyway loads of funny stuff happened, like the incident with the dead hornets in my house, fucking hilarious.
After that i hung out with Rensong and his pals and Maggie! Won back some of the money i lost earlier on. Went to sleep 7am the next morning and woke up 4pm and had BOTAK JONES with mum ! Heavenly fries. Mmmhhhh...
Anyway i'm going to Maggie's house tomorrow for gambling sessions again !
Wish me luck !
Went out with the Trannies on chinese new year eve too ! Had sucha good ol' time hanging out with them. Watch Epic movie and it was hilarious except for the Daniel Radcliffe part. *pouts. Anas! Dont laugh!
It's not fair, why the Jack Sparrow look so alike and suave as the real one while Harry Potter is replaced by a frumpy perverted looking balding guy? (!!!)
Ayu is as funny as usual too, LOVE her tee(Guys makes good accessories).
HEH.
Friday, February 16
Happy Chi.New Year !
Woot. Was Miza's dearest birthday today ! HAPPY BIRTHDAY APPLE! :D And incidentally was also the Chinese New Year concert.
Yanghan, JiaXin, Miza, Anan and me were emcees hosting the event and i tell you, the atmosphere backstage was like damn tense. And i was like so stoned and nervous, so i keep yawning coz Ian(ex-drama enrichment teacher) said that yawning will help to sooth the nerves.
For the first scene, my heart was like in my mouth, then subsequently i relaxed and started to enjoy myself.
So anyway, i boo-ed lotsa times. Bloody PA system! (!!) Got one part i was like frantic because my mic doesn't work at a point! Then i was like, "Hey everyone! Wasnt that a great performance!" in a totally enthusiatic voice, then i fucking realised that the mic wasn't working and i was literally talking to myself(for like 20 secs).
Soooo BOOHOOHOO, i could feel my face reddening then i grabbed Miza's(she offered too) mic and said it. Phew.
Anyway, we've got those very ON kinda sec ones this year.
Haha.
Then it was mizalatha's birthday!
So we went off to Vivo to catch Ghostrider. Superb CG. And i think that Blackheart is cute(love the smoky eyes)!! And Johnny Blaze when he was young. AHAHA.
We ate at BK and did a lot of stupid stuff, just literally crapped around. Like doing this video thingy which was really retarted. HAHA.
We shopped around a lot.
Took lotsa photos, all in Jaz's camera. :D
Lazy to elaborate!!
.......
Anyway, on V-day it was a simple affair for me, but i didnt expect so many chocolates and even roses!
Haha. Even from people that were previously only aqquaintences with me.
Today, i baked brownies and gave them back in return, they loved my brownies!! Hah.
I can cook and bake!
........
WOOT. I know everyone is like waiting for this,
GAMBLING PARTY @ MY HOUSE!
So it's on, but i'm scared that very little people will turn up. Then it'll be like bloody fucked up like 3 people sitiing in a circle playing pokka cards. So sad.
Okay, i'm inviting my friends from childhood- Rensong , Renwei and Maggie(they taught me hoe to gamble)
Celine, Ger, Cheryl, Xuyuan, Baoling.... And i dont know!
Please bring your friends!
AHH, bring more coins.
There'll be Majong and Blackjack. And FOOD.
..........
Oh, i love my outfit today. No matter if it looks like a painter/babysitter/nerdy/geeky.
It's supposed to.
...........
Now gota help my mum with the last minute preparation for the reunion dinner! My family has it in the morning-afternoon. :)
[Till the suspenders snap,
Monday, February 12
Embolden's Gig @ Gas Haus
Whoa. Went to Embolden's gig at Gas Haus on Saturday.
Consisted of Arif, Aaron, Xavier, Nick yeo/bizi and this unknown guy.
Miss Lu, Justin, Jarred, Nick, Martin, Cecilia, Melvin and a big bunch of people whose name i didnt know was there.
.......
We went to the gates of Gas Haus and was like damn shocked at the amount of emo-dressed people there. I mean seriously, maybe around 50 people? In black tapered jeans, black tees, studded belts and black haversack, if you know what i mean.
So we were shocked and we stayed by with 2 malay girls we just got to know.
I almost wore my suspenders, which i deeply regret not wearing, but there's was not enough time to think up what will go with suspenders.
We waited for the rest of them before proceeding in and security was really tight.
They checked all our bags and this caucasian guy likes my blue contacts!
He said to me:Are your eyes real?
Me:Hmm, no.
Guy:If they are, marry me.
I was like laughing haha.
It was like packed so Anas Ayu, the 2 new malay friends and me went to occupy some sofas. To my horror, the 2 new malay girls started to sniff glue, like in spray form.
They took this bottled deoderant-like thing out of their bags and sprayed it on their sweater then sniffed it hungrily. Anas initially thought it was deoderant and they sprayed it so their sweater wont stink. But it soon beacame apparent as they got on a high and started giggling uncontrollably. *shudders* It was kinda scary to see people wasted like that.
The band played and Embolden did great! It was so cool to see them on stage :)
Way better then the new assignments.
After them some band played and everyone started moshing.
Dont worry, i just learnt the new term that day too. It's like people get so high on the beats of the music that they start shoving each other and it can get quite violent.
I felt kinda outta place, haha.
The moshing is like... hmm, how to describe?
Ahh! Like molecules, you know like physics, bouncing and hitting into each other randomly and continously. Smth like that. :)
I still thinks it looks fun though, looks like those wrestling matches i used to play on stacked mattresses with my childhood friends when we were little.
Anyway , it was an eye-opener for me. Didnt like the smoking though. I mean, not me but everyone else.
...................
Anyway, i just realised something while giving out flyers(CIP la, not my job._.) the other day.
There is like an average of 200 apartments in a block.
And maybe an average of like 3 people in a unit.
A little mental calculation and ta-da! There are about 600 people staying right here in your block with you. How many of them do you see everyday? How many of them do you actually acknowledge when you see them?
I just realised that i know maybe like about 20 of them only. 20 out of 600.
Pathetic.
Haha, it's like irrelevent , just random musing to keep my stagnant brain going. *signs.
And i failed my humanities! 6/13.
SHITEASS.
And my physics, 14/20, i deproved. Not even 75%. Somehow, my own standard has gone up unknowingly, i'm actually displeased with a 14 !
And and and i've got a very strong and unpleasant feeling that i'm one of those who failed the chem test. GAHHH.
Fuckamatha. I just cant bring myself to study, it's like there's no urge you know...
Just today i kept talking and talking to JX in eng class and Ms Ng was like damn pissed off and she said "Sandy, what must i do to make you listen? Since you think this is too low a standard for you, tell me what must i do. Dont think that just because your the highest in eng you can be complacent blahblah....".
Yeah that's the exact words, it's not that i dont want to listen but you know what are we learning now? Verbs, adjectives, adverbs and how to form sentences using them.
It's like i dont know what the fuck is all that and i dont fucking care BECAUSE i think i can form sentences jolly well without knowing what they are. Everyone's the same, you dont form sentences planing, oh i gotta use an adverb here, shit! my sentence is short of an adjective, it just comes to you naturally.
right? right?!
I can believe i blogged from giving flyers to Ms Ng.
Yeah, lovely pictures, here you go, Edna :)
Above-people moshing. AHH, ready and CHARGE!
People crowding around the stage in anticipation.
PHOTO OF THE WEEK:
Monday, February 5
SANDY IS PISSED OFF .
Pissed off coz today has been such a lousy day for me. Bird shit, bird shit and BIRD SHITES. First on my arms, then on my shirt THEN on my humanities +1 worksheet. Enough said huh.
And i'm acting/hosting the Chinese New Year stuff.
NERVOUS!!!
Aww, but it cant be worst then acting as a maid having an affair with a bangla. Nothing can be.
(I'm consoling myself :D HAH)
YIPEE!
Heard on the radio a few days ago that the release date for Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows is 21 July 2007.
It's soon, it's SOON !
Before O levels, and i'm sure that this thing(not just any thing but Harry Potter!!) will disrupt my studies but what the hell, it makes me happy and on a high.
Ooh, i love the book so much.
I think i will start reading all the books again to refresh my memory.
I have only one photo to post but it's freaking funny and it's a teacher, but i shall blur his/her face because of safety precaution.
HAR. But, later!
Not today HAHA.
And i know you love me because i gave you info on Harry Potter, and everyone loves Harry Potter, RIGHT ?!?!?!
[Till Sandy gets her dose of Radcliffe,
Sandy]
If you dont know what/who is Radcliffe, go away! You dont know me well enough!
HAR, just kidding! :D
But you ought to know anyway, it's a sin not knowing.
Go google the name!
Oops pardon, i'm a lil bit unwell after i kena the sacred birdpoo.
Friday, February 2
Random-ness.
Nothing much, just some photos to post.
Haha, got a photo of Bao Ling with leaves growing out of her head, but i shall leave that to BIN to post. :D
We were trying to take pictures of us jumping in the air (really stupid i know, HAH but that's what we come to school for). So Miza was the photographer and jazreel and me jumped. First we jumped once and Miza didnt catch it. So she asked us to keep jumping non-stop. So we kept skipping and hopping and bouncing in the air, all the while giggling and laughing. Then Miza used the 9-shot thing, like can shoot like 9 pics in duno-how-many seconds.
Miza's blog. :D
