I'm really just posting this up so that i don't have to look at my disgusting toe the moment i click on my blog. >.< Hee. It's getting better by the way. Still purple though. The doctor said it'll be turning green before it fully heals. Whoop-dee-doo. I have THAT to look forward to. >< As for the whole "i-am-not-twelve" part, i know you guys are just dying to hear the story. *rolls eyes*

When i went to the doctor to check my toe, the nurse had the cheek to ask my mom, "She got IC ah?" *points to me* Damn tulan wei. My mom burst out laughing and asked the nurse how old she thought i was. "About standard 6?" =.=

I guess perming your hair does NOT make you look old. Especially if you're me. Sigh.

Anyways, since my last entry, i've completed a grand total of TWO assignments. I'm so proud of myself. Am really getting the hang of the whole staying-up-late-and-last-minute-consultations-with-friends thing. Heh. *gives self a pat on the back* So, uni, in short, is ALRIGHT. :) 2 more assignments to go before the next batch of assignments come in. Ever wonder how life comes in a cycle? And a vicious one at that. Hmm..shall not ponder further. Hehe. I've got a major task to do.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, CHESTER!!! :) *hugs*

Aileen and Chester cutting their cake together. I decided to surprise Aileen too, hehehe. Y'know, kill 2 birds with one stone. *grin* The woman doesn't eat cake anyway. Hahahahaha. (her birthday is on the 2nd of April...*blows whistle...peeeeeeettttttttt*)

I'm glad you enjoyed yourself at your *surprise* birthday party yesterday! :) Hehehe. Magical Theatre Restaurant at Pyramid is really quite amusing. People come up to your table and do magic tricks. Heehee. And they had a live band. Somewhat. =.= It's so weird going to a restaurant that had a western menu and yet, the band was singing cina songs. I've got nothing against them, in fact, i thought they were pretty good. I just felt it was abit weird. *grin*

Anyways, all in all, it was a good night! :) Thanks to all those who came and my partners-in-crime, Mel B and Guang! :) You guys rawk! ;) Pictures will be up soon. Once i get my hands on them. Hehehe. :P

Nite peepz! :)

At precisely 7.00pm today, (i know because That's So Raven just started on Disney Channel), i stubbed my foot in the most unlikely manner..

My brother somehow fell onto my foot and i in turn, fell over him. Does that make sense? Coz i think that's what happened. All i can remember is feeling a sharp pain going through my toe. And the fact that i'm finding it rather hard to squish.

My poor toe. It can almost be part of my comforter being the color it is. >.<

Now, isn't this the ugliest thing u've ever seen?

*sniffles* It hurts. =/

P/S : Yes, i want sympathy. I've got lots of work to do and a stubbed toe. Your sarcasm is unwanted. *stalks off, limping*

It's 1.30am in the morning and i really should be sleeping. But i had the idea of posting this lyrics up when i was doing my accounts tute assignment. So being ME, i just had to-lah. :p I think it's very cute.

~I'll Never Fall In Love Again~

What do you get when you fall in love?
A guy with a pin to burst your bubble
That's what you get for all your trouble.
I'll never fall in love again.
I'll never fall in love again.

What do you get when you kiss a guy?
You get enough germs to catch pneumonia.
After you do, he'll never phone you.
I'll never fall in love again.
I'll never fall in love again.

Don't tell me what is all about,
Cause I've been there and I'm glad I'm out,
Out of those chains, those chains that bind you
That is why I'm here to remind you

What do you get when you fall in love?
You get enough tears to fill an ocean
That's what you get for your devotion.
I'll never fall in love again.
I'll never fall in love again.

What do you get when you fall in love?
You only get lies and pain and sorrow.
So, for at least until tomorrow,
I'll never fall in love again!
I'll never fall in love again!

4 assignments due in the space of the next 3 weeks. Management assignment due next week Friday and i have yet to start writing the essay properly. Looking through journals is TOUGH man. Damn banyak reading to do just to single out *that* significant sentence to prove your point. Gahhhh. *chill, ellie, chill*

Oh, and my econs tutor looks like Chicken Little. I've been conned man. Supposed to be this indian tutor which i thought was rather good, but because i changed tutorials, i'm stuck with Mr.Chicken Little. You know Kevin Covais, one of the American Idol finalists? Yeah, well, my tutor looks EXACTLY like him. Cina version with the "chicken little" mannerisms. >.<

Sigh. It doesn't help that he looks younger than me. I hope i won't be annoyed to death every Wednesday. >.<

Nite, peepz.

P/S : To all SMKSU prefects, reunion is coming!! :) To those who happen to read this blog, do drop me a line. Wanna compile a list of contacts. Seniors, ESPECIALLY YOU!! :) Thanks so much. Spread the word people!!! Tralallalaala. :)

The whole reason of writing is to leave a legacy. To myself. It's for me to go through the life that i've lived for the past 2 years (considering that's when i first started blogging) It's to remind myself the things that i've done. The funny, stupid, angry, sad and satisfying things. They're my gateway to reliving the memories that i wanna remember for the rest of my life, the memories that i'd like to forget but simply can't. The memories that i have no choice but hold on to and yet remind myself that there's always room for new ones.

Memories live forever. And that's a fact.

it's like remembering your first day of primary school where there were these little kids all scared and shy as yourself. And how relieved you'd feel when that one girl in pigtails would come to you and smile cheerfully, saying hi, and introducing to more friends that you'd still be in touch with today. It's like remembering that your dad was waiting outside the class for you because it's YOUR first day, with a boiled egg for you to eat during recess, just because it's TRADITION. And remembering what it was like playing ring-o-ring-o-roses and catching ladybugs in school.

It's like remembering how you graduated from wearing granny glasses, to thinner frames, to frameless ones and finally, to contact lenses. Or the fact that you never grew out of your standard 5 jeans. Levi's Forever. Or how you try your very best to avoid wearing skirts because they're too airy, to the day that made you think, "Hey, they're not so bad after all."

It's like remembering how you first fell in love, or falling in love for the second time just because for THOSE moments, they were the guys who made you smile. The first people who let you experienced what it's like to have butterflies in your stomach, the never-ending teasings and the unforgettable friendships that was forged in place of a relationship. They were the people who taught you how to love another person in that way in the first place.

It's like remembering all the times that you went out with your best mates, catching a movie in the mall, chit-chatting at the nearby mamak after activities in school on a Saturday. All the times that you spent keeping the phone receiver warm because that friend had something important to tell you for 3 hours or so. It's like remembering the trust and loyalty you had to your friends because they're there for you. No matter what. And they still are today.

It's like remembering how things never really changed and realising that it HAS changed throughout these years.

It's the saying, "I'm glad i did that" and "Hahahaha. Do you remember the time when...?"

It's the watching people leave, and see them return.

It's the falling and letting go.

It's the forget and forgive.

It's the writing just because you wanted to remember all of it.

Every word I say, I mean it
Every single day, I feel it
But sometimes when you talk
It's obvious you want to show it
So don't blow it

[Chorus:]
Tell me what we got, tell me it's a lot tell me it's the real thing
Tell me not to change and always be the same, tell me that's a good thing
It's a good thing
Tell me not to lie, tell me not to wait
Tell me that you want the same things as me
Tell me that it's fate driving me insane
Tell me it's the real thing
That keeps me hangin on

I can read the signs between us
I feel it inside when you come nearer
There's a stillness in the air like no one else is there
And every moment stays in the moment
Yeah

[Chorus:]
Tell me what we got, tell me it's a lot tell me it's the real thing
Tell me not to change and always be the same, tell me that's a good thing
It's a good thing
Tell me not to lie, tell me not to wait
Tell me that you want the same things as me
Tell me that it's fate, driving me insane
Tell me it's the real thing
That keeps me hangin on

Sometimes it hurts to watch you leave
It feels like you're taking a part of me with you
I never know how it'll be
I guess it's just a mystery
But is it the real thing (that keeps me hangin on)

[Chorus:]
Tell me what we got, tell me it's a lot, tell me it's the real thing
Tell me not to change and always be the same, tell me that's a good thing
It's a good thing
Tell me not to lie, tell me not to wait
Tell me that you want the same things as me
Tell me that it's fate, driving me insane
Tell me it's the real thing
That keeps me hangin on
-Bo Bice-

I *heart* Bo Bice. =) And this song just rawks my sawks. Hehehe. Dinner was good. The laughter was even better. Chocolate Indulgence is waiting for me in the fridge. Tutorial homework and assignments are looking at me in the eye, mocking me. And i'm staring back at them, saying, "Oh, gimme a break. Now, why do you think i'm smiling so much??"

I don't know what i've been told...

Ellie is getting so old. *grin*