Sugar

Today i found out that oreos have the same amount of sugar in them as ONE TUB OF BEN AND JERRYS!
Why.
I love oreos, except for the fact that they look really fake cos they are BLACK. Chocolate is brown, not black.
Eating one oreo is a complicated process. First, you must carefully open the biscuit so that the inside doesn't crack of split, neither can you let the biscuit break. then, gently peel out the whole sugary part with your finger, and balance it precariously on your finger. (If it falls off, pick it up within two seconds and blow it. Then balance it again)
After that, eat the black parts, one by one.
Then roll the white part up and eat it like a sausage.

Bye bye

Yesterday my brother told me our new baby turtle died.
We bought it from Ghim Moh market as a companion for our other turtle OJ (Oliver Joe).
He was half the size of OJ.
We called him AJ (Andrew junior)
He only ate 2 pellets of turtle food, and then sat on a rock and thought deep thoughts while OJ scoffed AJ's share of food, despite me screaming at him bad OJ BAD OJ NOOOOOOOOOOO
The next day, he didn't eat anything at all, and the tank as quite dirty so i cleaned it. Two days later, i found out he died.
I only had him for a few days but i loved him already because he was so sweet and curious.
I don't think OJ misses him much though.

They see me riding

Today, i rode a bicycle to ACJC and back to deliver a tennis skirt, a pair of french horn earrings, a hello kitty clip and a hand phone charger cord to my sister.

I think i almost killed myself about 3 times by crossing the road when a car was coming.

But here i am, alive.

A lot of people looked at me strangely.

HAVEN'T YOU SEEN SOMEONE ON A BIKE BEFORE?

I am happy for i have now fulfilled my daily exercise quota

Walking backwards

This is me and my friend emily when we are grown up. Sadly, i am the uglier one with the center parting because i have NO CURLY HAIR.

Do you think they, i mean we, are walking forward?

No, my friend, they are walking backwards. Thats what me and Emily did the whole time after ballet and most of the time before ballet. Its supposed to burn calories more than walking forward.

Anyway, we got some strange looks and i almost bumped into a pot plant and a lady. Emily also almost bumped into an emo guy on the way to the toilet. And i didn't warn her that there was a guy right behind her for her to bump into.

Still we laughed.

Also, we relieved the days of forhead fighting and elbow fighting. I think we were crazy kids. But thats why we decided everyone should have a day to walk backwards. called turn back time day.

And maybe then we could relive the past.

<3

Inspection

I recently looked in the mirror and tried to find any resemblence between myself and twiggy.

Because i thought if there was, i would have at least a reassurance that my face was pretty, even though i have no fashion sense and my body looks like it belongs to a nine year old. a tall nine year old, but still. A NINE YEAR OLD

I treid to pretend we have similar mouths. but hers is more dramatic. Then i tried to kid myself that we had the same eyes. But seriously. I think her eyes are a product of God's hand and a heavenly tube of mascara.

Maybe there's still hope for my nose to grow thinner. I used to peg it to make it have a sembalance of a nosebridge.

I like what Twiggy said: "I used to be a thing. I'm a person now."

There's hope for me yet.

I like

Wherever you go, carry with you a flagon of whiskey in case of snakebite.

Furthermore, carry with you a small snake.

The quote of the forever.

I thought you were a rock

Dear Mr Person in the bus,
I am so sorry for mistaking your foot for the rock thingy that hold the bus poles up and stepping on it for really long and only realising it was a living, breathing foot when you said ouch.
Im sorry for mumbling sorry and then turning away so i wouldn't see the face connected to the foot i stepped on cos i'd probably be at a loss for what to do, then burst into hysterical laughter, therefore embarrassing myself forever and being unable to take the 153 home ever again in case the bus uncle recognises me, and then be stranded at school, resulting in my utter boredom, stress and probable death.
Lots of love,
the girl who thought she was light enough to step on a rock without it saying ouch

climb every mountain

Today i came home and acted like a slob. This means i'm not a slob but took time today to experience what it was like to be a slob today.
It actually felt really bad.
I came home, made lunch, then read my comfort books for THE ENTIRE DAY until my dad asked me to stop being a slob and go down and excercise. Then (so as to continue being a slob and thus defeating the purpose of going downstairs) , i read my book while swave boarding round the neighbourhood and and trying to look cool and multi tasking.
Then i started worrying that my eyesight would deteriorate, because it wasn't exactly bright anymore.

I'm a duck

My choir teacher is the sweetest lady ever.

After SYF  (we got gold with honours by the way) she gave each of us (and there are 69) a rubber duck

and she said these very inpiring words: I hope you will all continue to be like ducks. Calm and collected on the surface, but working hard under the water.

My duck squeaks too

royal wedding




 

Im excited for the royal wedding.

Even though i dont live in england and

even though i probably wont watch it because i have my NAPFA test that day and will arrive home and throw myself at my bed, shower and kitchen (though probably not in that order)

I'm PROUD TO BE HALF BRITISH :)

I will attend the wedding in spirit

Macaroons and nail varnish

i don't like macaroons

i think its sinful how they look so pretty and then taste like cardboard.

it just hurts my feelings.

i painted my nails over the easter weekend, but i had to take it off today because of school tomorrow.

and my nail polish remover didn't work!

i found out it was meant for detachable nails.

really. detachable nails?

bad bad bad bad bad.

i had to resort to using my nail scissors to scrape off the stuff.