bitchfest 2004

well well well. school has started. the living dead shall rise again. *smirk*

and so it begins.. the frantic hustle and bustle of design life. *wicked grin* in the first few days of school alone, i have already spotted all my pretty boys+latest additions. skb made a quick comeback with the sudden spurt of hair growth (curly of course). i saw malay skb too- cute, but nah.. the jessefromgilmoregirlslookalike aka JT is looking VERY delectable right now. hah. i see he took my psychic advice to get the much needed haircut *grin* been seeing the maggie+manga coupling more than i would like these days- still joined at the hip. wait, they've gone all the way up to the shoulders now. she's all trying-to-be goody and dyed her hair dark again, hah. decided to go back to your roots at last huh? he's suddenly gone all hiphopdontstop (original catchphrase by markdewinne)- with the trucker cap sideways. hello? next please! i saw my IADyr3 boy- now very much single and available- as my sources tell me. i swear he keeps looking at us when we're in the canteen. it's not my imagination! jobi said so too *satisfied smirk*

oh yes, my secret's out- i was the emcee for the director's list awards. how embarrassing. i was FORCED into it- EXTREMELY reluctantly, might i add. i didn't tell a single soul- hard to believe, but SO true. i got much flak afterwards for keeping mum about it. hah. i was shaking in my hot pink heels so badly that it caused a ripple effect on the entire podium+microphone before me. BUT, the perk was that i got to check out all the recepients for the award- before and during the ceremony. talented+cute, i like. i spotted one, shan't mention his name. but when i pointed him out to quek+shanee in the canteen, they said he had "made in china" written all over him. heh. so that shall be his nickname. but my sources also inform me that he's arrogant and no ones likes him. too bad, you're off my list. i don't need another know-it-all in my life telling me what to do, i already have my mother. oops, that's what mothers are for anyway. WHAT? it's true!

argh. so far, my classes are with those damn year ones. nothing against them, just that in buyer behaviour, i'm the only junior. in psychology, it's only me+shawn+the psychobitch- whom by the way i believe is seriously disturbed and depressed. she's so negative, her whole face is practically sagging! *slap myself* i can't help it! she just gives out negative-i-want-to-commit-suicide vibes! the only thing remotely cheery about her is... is... FINE! i give up! i can't thinking of ANYTHING! so shawn and i spent the entire lesson bitching about DrTay&partners whom he believes is the psycho one. he can't seem to hear me, keeps asking me to repeat myself. so the most important person in my life is a freakin' CLOWN?/a person with curly hair. sor-ry! i saw a silhouette. what? you give me 60 seconds to come up with an answer and you expect a full colour-tv type of vision? anyway, i said CLOWN, not CROWN or CROWD. very different words, DrTay&partners. funny, the whole class heard me just fine, just you. hmm... it that supposed to mean something? *thinking hard*

any-way, we spent the whole class laughing at everything, completely&unabashedly not paying attention. the whole class was so remote-controlled, giving answers like they were running for presidency or something. eurgh. it ended well anyway, despite our better intentions *smirk* DrTay&partners seemed like a nice guy :) aww..

DrTay&partners.- "why did you choose psychology?" shawn.- "i want to screw with other people's minds."

cue- laughter! none came. the whole class was so into the whole running-for-presidency act, they didn't even recognise humour when they heard it! save me!

double ARGH. psychobitch is also in my ***** *****. g-r-e-a-t. just take a gun, point it at my head, pull the trigger. i'll PAY you to shoot me. god. i'll have to control the urge to pull out every single strand of her disturbed+depressed hair. i might even get infected with her PMS-ness in the process. [putting on gloves] hey, always take precaution when handling dangerous chemicals in the darkroom! it has absolutely nothing to do with the fact that she might infect me with her depressive hair! NOTHING AT ALL.

bitchy bitchy me.

bitching is one of my daily pleasures. it comes to me as naturally as breathing. also, it's hereditary. i saw my mother in action this morning. wow, can the woman bitch.

"love ya!" *kiss kiss*-- mean girls.

*no actual names were used here. the identity of the person(s) mentioned were protected for their safety (and mine).