omg

watch this video =( because i cried very hard
it's so nice! i made three posts today. are you guys touched? :D i miss you!
no actually i was just bored. LOL. watch okay!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8i_KC0f0_Fg&mode=related&search=

bye people

i said i'll come back

SHORT HAIR OR LONG HAIR. okay the survey is out.

looks like everyone dont' want short hair =(
ITS OKAY, THEN I SHALL HAVE HALF HALF :D

SEE, ITS LONG SHORT HAIR :D lol
i think its cool okay! eat more guilinggao is good for you!
and guess what, if i have one wish, i wish to have sex with justin timberlake. really.

TOP 5 WORTH YOUR $ MOVIES THIS HOLIDAY! "

ratatouille $$$$$
evan almighty $$$$$
dead silence $$$$
blood brothers $$$$
rush hour 3 $$$$

2 lang fei $ movies to puke at! :

881 $$$$$
Suster Ngesot $$$$

ANYONE CAN COOK!
watch ratatouille okay!

good night people :D

thingy

i had written paper one english today. its only one hour 45 mins =(

the func.writing was damn stupid, the composition titles were more stupid. i had to choose one word compos. i must, i did -,- as usual. my school has this fetish to keep our compositions to themselves and don't give them back so i had to make a copy using my precious examination time so that i can give it to my other english teacher so that she can access my score. o; damn.

and here's my composition, for my brotha :D

CREATION:

You twirled your pen gingerly, though no aimlessly as you stared into space. The closed door of stored knowledge opened as you rummaged around for inspiration. Random scenes, images and abstract pictures flashed past your eyes like an array of fireworks, running amok, yet a cohorent mess. Your hand curved into the familiar posture, your pen tip erect and alert. You saw an image that you liked, singled it out and waited for its essence to flow into your fingertips.

Black coloured words filled the page and you marvelled at the beauty of it. You just had to take time to pat yourself on the back, take time to flip the page over and felt the depression the words had made onto the paper. The atmosphere smelt of the euphoric blossoming of creation. You felt pleasantly light as you worked furiously on the paper. Words were your voice, and the pen was your weapon. You know you could do miracles with just pen and paper. It was a gift God has bestowed upon you.

Arrogance took a stumble as you paused abruptly. A drop of pen ink quivered and before it could stain your work of art, you stoppered the pen tip with tissue. You hated stains. They reminded you of beautiful people actuated with viciousness. Once beautiful, yet now tainted. Inspiration stopped. You thought you were tired, but disdain crawled into you. For that while, words abandoned you. What was to be a godly creation lay on your desk like an unborn foetus. Then you heard the door knob turning. That boy, whom you adored so, had returned with your favourite pancakes. You scoffed them down ravenously before telling that boy that you were out of inspiration.

His piercing hazel eyes twinkled merrily. He had an idea. He sat himself at your piano and started to play. His fingers blurred in your vision. You closed your eyes and heard music more beautiful than your words. They moved your body in a calculated stealth, whispering their stories into your ears. You threw yourself onto your desk, losing your heartbeat to the rhythm.

It was so amazing as the consonance of the musical notes formed the most flawless harmony. You penned down the beauty of them, but all were understatements for they were far too beautiful. Yet you let your words took control; they had to prove themselves worthy, just as that boy was to you. His love, he had acquiescently given warmed you so much. Music in words, words into stories and stories into music. You see the connection and got fascinated by their inextricable creations.

You filled lines after lines as you watched your words came alive. The music reached the climax, rupturing into a sweet orgasmic bliss. They tumbled into your head in a joyous and disorganized gait. Then it dropped, slowly, as you could see the clear outline of that boy's slender fingers again. You look at him, beaming at you from over the piano and you wanted to tell him your love and appreciation. Yet words were not spoken, not for you. You penned them down because that was the only time you were yourself, and your works were your life. Nothing was a facade. You put down your pen just as he tapped the last key of his music, his forte, his way of expressing his love for you.

The creation laid there, quietly now, lifeless without music. Your words without it were just like you without that boy. Yet once you picked up the paper and started to read, it was almost as though you could hear that boy playing again. And your creation started off with " You twirled your pen gingerly... "

Will post again later o;

omgprelimstmr

OMG ITS PRELIMS TOMORROW and im still blogging. YESSSSS because i don't give a shit about prelims. DON'T MUG. ITS BAD AND WASTE MONEY. ( buy drink so can stay at macs )

as i was trying to cram "the period begins with the onset of menstruation.. the anterior lobe of the pituary gland will secrete the FOLLICLE STIMULATING hormones into the bloodstream.. " no that is shit, crap. i dont know.

HONGKAH express person teach NANHUA special person E maths. i feel disgraced. sighzxcz. BUT I CANT WORK HARD. reflexive has a new game everyday!

JEFF'S LIFE CLUB is shipped for DOOM. after a very victorious "OMG I GOT WHITNEY' NUMBER, " all moods are dampened ( esp mak ) by her egos ( alot of ego ). so yeah, wendy was like " OMG I KNOW WHO IS THAT " and then tried to give me her blog, um. i closed the window accidentally and wanted to type in "silent-tears " but i realized it's not. so then i typed in " siilent-tearrs " then its correct. she's typical SIMEI ITE AHLIAN TWIT! why? =( my image of her is ruined. and jeff still talk to her on phone. ( MAK ITS ALRIGHT MAK. FIND SOMEONE cleverer and HUMBLE-r ) visit her at www.siilent-tearrs.blogspot.com

friendster rocks! I LOVE CHIO BUs. here's some eye candy for you!

IF THAT IS NOT GOOD ENOUGH, try this, without effects and light that surprisingly conceals your complexion,

BEAUTIFUL! omfgzx zee iz fantastic! no la, actually the nice one is me o.o duh. ;D

should i ever cut short hair, it'll look something like that. SHALL I? :D compare it to :

TELL ME NOW>: ( do VOTE, POLL, SURVEY. WHATEVER!

words to cram into head. AMBER FEAT. WORDs OF THE DAY:

ambiguous - not clear. incohorent.
altrustic - doing good deeds.
abhorrence - hatred.
asunder - apart.
amok - astray, messy, in all directions.
advocate - speaking up for someone in public.
actuate - to behave in a manner because of a feeling.
accentuate - to give prominence to.
benign - kindness.
castigation - severe criticism
cantankerous - often angry, often complaining.
dissipate - disperse.
destitute - desperation, deprived of.
euphoric - happy.
exultant- happy.
fervent - showing intensity. ( a fervent lover. )
fervid - marked by great passion or zeal.
jocund - happy.
rambunctious - difficult to control or handle. ( rambunctious child )

phrases you can die for. by me okay >: (

mendacious mirth - untruthful happiness.
facade of insouciance - a fake front of pretending to be carefree and happy.
he stripped me with his eyes.
taunting me with my heart held captive.
those words that ravaged, my heart asunder.

i am going to use them tomorrow, you can learn them too! omfg im so nice ;P


INSPIRATION, *practice for tmr =/

she gazed out of the window, her mind a record, playing, commercializing the voice of that boy, she so knew she loved the moment she heard him sing. his voice could break your heart. its as beautiful as god's masterpiece. she believed god must have spent a little more time on him. and his eyes, a dreamy hazel were like windows to his soul. that boy, even heaven reigns no understatement a praise that rises to the zenith of the greatest honor.

his voice chimed in her head as she closed her eyes, rocking to the rhythm. its so weird, a symphonic consonance as it dances to the beat of her very heart. her heart was jocund, accquiscently seduced by the very voice that makes her veins run amok. where it has once been destitute, its now something new, its beating for someone else. " i love you " she wrote on the window. it was snowing. she watch as the heat from her steaming cup erases the words away. she could see her reflection, she was smiling, at last.

BYE PEOPLE! say bye to bavy too and my hungry goldfishes and my pelican! its called fuckhead. ~

dadada

your eyes, windows to your soul.
yet your heart, i dont really know.
for that once our bare skins touched,
ecstasy was never too much.

for once,our lust's jury,
vindicated passion, conscience's fury.
i couldn't remember any other,
lust bound where love made muddle.

poetry rush! www.reflexive.com new game delicious deluxe 2!

i'd better go or junliang will put me in blender. bye

adilah!

amber: ORAL TODAY WAS SCREWED.
amber: how would i know wtf are the people looking at?
adilah: i heard about your picture. its spastic.
amber: I AM SCREWED. bye to distinction.
adilah: same, i totally lost my voice. cursed forever.
amber: LOL. cursed forever.

www.weffriddles.com enjoy! people.

wtf?

AAAA~

i used a chopper on daniel, and left him some scratches. i won't say i dont feel guilty, i won't say what happened but i just know i lost control of myself and let anger won me over.
i only know i was screaming like a banshee; probably scratching myself, the chopper left two gashes on my chest. omfg i so deserve it =/

PERFECT STRANGER was excellent, i love the twist. and did i mention nobody offered to check my ic. WTF. I WANT PEOPLE TO CHECK MY IC. AM I OLD, DO I LOOK OLD. NOOO.
But its okay. Ruth, looks like you can watch it with moron. winks*

WEDNESDAY'S DANIEL'S BIRTHDAY! wow and i have dental appointment.
ADILAH, its forever, we will never meet >: (
So random wtf. I WANT TO CUT SHORT HAIR! I WANT nice figure!
IM FAT AND UGLY! I GOT A2 FOR CHINESE! WTF.

brotha was so cute! he is so screwed up when his exams are here :D


I roam the roads, they call me taxi man says:
I ALSO DUNO
I roam the roads, they call me taxi man says:
VENTRICULAR RELAXATION
seducing me with the blood of political unrest; says:
omg your test is tmr?
I roam the roads, they call me taxi man says:
hell yes,
seducing me with the blood of political unrest; says:
LOL

look at this:


seducing me with the blood of political unrest; says:
oh and remember to memorize menstrual cycle.
I roam the roads, they call me taxi man says:
lol
I roam the roads, they call me taxi man says:
the fucking follicle
I roam the roads, they call me taxi man says:
damn confusing
seducing me with the blood of political unrest; says:
ITS EASY TO MEMORIZE.
I roam the roads, they call me taxi man says:
the thing crumble

LOL. ANDY tjoeng you are so amazing :P
good luck for your biology!

( HE SCARED ME WITH A GOD DAMN PIC HE DREW ON MSN WTF )

bye people, i love you;

lol man, lol

Each player of this game starts off with TEN weird things or habits or little known facts about yourself. People who get tagged must write in a blog of their own TEN weird things/habits/little known facts as well as state this rule clearly. At the end you must choose SIX people to be tagged and list their names. NO TAG BACKS.



and that is really cool! i do not have 6 people in mind, thou. im unpopular and unfriendly.

TEN THINGS YOU NEVER KNEW ABOUT ME. (maybe)

1: When i was in secondary one, i tried to twit but failed attempt. I HAVE EVIDENCE! busted by cheryl tan and dan.

2: I got blocked by some guy on msn when he saw my sec1 picture. GOD,. this unfeeling and materialistic world. JUNYAN said that i was ugly, straight in the face. and i never thought i was pretty ever since.

3: Some people think i dont remember anything after my depression. some think i acted the shit up. ( waste thousands of dollars to act? so rich of me ) and SOME PEOPLE ( especially my "friends" ) don't even know that i remember all their nice acts towards me. I JUST FORGAVE THEM. but they don't appreciate me. so fuck, i dont want to be nice to them anymore.

4: i am afraid of looking at myself in the mirror at times.

5: i used to be able to see things and predict things people can't. ( the ability ended after my depression )

6: i eat rice with fork. i eat anything with fork! other than soup based. and if i had a choice, i rather use my hands.

7: the more i love my boyfriend, the more i tend to abuse his love o; and i do not praise him at all. because after so much experience, praising him and letting him know that i love him just makes him take me more granted. and i hate that.

8: i have a sensitive tastebud. i can tell what things are added in the foods! dan: she can cook something out of nothing. even if its her first attempt "

9: i tend to fart when i laugh too hard.

10: i love to look at girls zao geng. especially girls with cleavage and pretty girls o;

Pass on to six people huh? anyone who reads my blog can do it if no one picked you. lawl.
i'd suggest :

1 eric
2 brotha
3 siyuan
4 adilah
5 dan?!
6 mak ( if you havent did it for ruth :P )

im in a bad mood now and some should know why. BULLSHIT to 4ll. bye people! i absolutely hate ya all.

surgery survival

oh yeah man. i survived the surgery :D
i wasn't even nervous. IM BRAVE!

and theres always eye candy~ gulps.

fuck the words so small -,- caption : THE SYRINGE IS as long as my face, no kidding. YOU KNOW, THE DOCTOR fucking pierced the needle into my gum. felt like those indians sticking metals into their bodies for their ceremony. THE NUMBNESS. i dont know how to describe sia. its so disgusting and bitter. it felt like house of wax, when they pour wax onto you and you can't move your face.

I was moaning inside. felt so terrible. its 'numb' is not even numb can? when they did some peculiar drilling it was so ticklish and painful. i kept squirming like a squid. and my phone kept vibrating.

says lovely mum " amber u r cheerful n happy girl. be brave. mum love u "
(NOOOO I AM GOING FOR CANCER OPERATION OMG I AM GOING TO DIE._.
but i appreciated it anyway. other than the english.)
says a happy pop " someone is quiet now! :D SO PEACEFUL AT HOME! "
says an unhappy medisave " THATS ALOT OF MONEY TAKEN FROM ME >:( "

i guess i was the only one who was still happily bouncing around after the op. i see some people aimlessly and weakly crashing onto the seats and look as though they are going to die. HELLO, i am the only one who removed both tooth-s from both sides. x2 pain.

maybe that's why i couldnt stop bleeding when they could go home liao >: (
the nurse bring me mirror and i looked at my swollen face. UGLYzCZ like fat balloon. but i get 4 days mc, great happiness! i tried to leech some free cold water but my tongue was swollen and i couldn't swallow so the water + blood + saliva cascade down like waterfall onto my lap.

had to use stapler to ground my medicine, did me and the nurse o; so that i could swallow it easier.

says nurse : this will be what you see in three days time. WTF. NOOOOO. I DONT WANT IT. but i have no choice. so stay home emo-ed shit.

but THERE WAS EYE CANDY SITTING ON COUCH NEAR ME EMOING ( and bleeding ) TOO! made me forget about the pain. ooh~ power of lust.

porridge, no thanks. eat old count powder. ( lao shu fen ).

says klin " are you prepared for prelims? "
says amb" what do you think? "
says klin " i believe you tried to read but put it away 20seconds later. "
says amb" totally. :D "

today was a good day, though. winkwink. :D bye people!~

half a dream not

my life, he said, was a show;

the words were lies, he said he know.

he said my love was a conspiracy,

yet like paper he could see through me.

my hopes were like wings of glass,

that shatters with his perpetual distrust.

my lips felt ashamed of their voice,

he never knew i had no choice.

now this love that's built on lies,

i see it crumbling as days goes by.

we lay so near & yet so far,

our hearts are dying, he knows they are.

now its sinking and the door's ajar

the engine's started in our car.

i never chose to run away,

yet that choice hadn't made him stay.

i wish that boy knew i'd loved him,

although my actions werent what it seemed.

aside me now he's taunting,

this very tale, assumed i'd spinned.

NICE?: D

felt inspired~ before my surgery. i mean its not my surgery inspiring me. tsk, love is such a complicating thing. i see messenger : "Cherish the present gift" has just signed in.

says caption" i grimace at how i couldnt fly "

http://www.arcadetown.com/ play KUDOS ROCK LEGEND. its as quoted by arcadetown " complete addicting game fun "~!

bye people im off to emo and eat porridge.

macs, audition, throat

imagine yourself, when you are only 13. WHAT were you doing? probably CS, GUNBOUND, ice-man or stuffs like that. i don't know. but what i see here, as i peep into the laptop of a 13 year old boy, * MIND YOU A BOY, not man. are pictures of women with big tits ^like the one above and probably minimal hints of twisted,-sick.,sadist mindsets that are of a contrary against his beautifully innocent face. o;

i can't imagine, as i look into his folder of videos, all the sick " john tio raped " "swee huan got raped " and even "gang bang". coughs.


sitting at macs can never be more fun as you hear the "WILL YOU MAKE THIS MOMENT " "WILL YOU BUILD THIS NATION" blasting across the entire restaurant as you grimace at yourself, getting 6perfects for BEMYLOVER in audition as the music is drowned by hysterical - give- me- 50bucks- i'll- act- passionate- about- nationalday- people shown on the tv. screw that.

NOTE THIS IS NOT THE FINAL ONE. ( as too many people complained )
*simple plan " i'm sorry i cant be.. perfect. "
OKAY LA, ITS UGLY LA. SORRY. YOU MAKE LA.

class college has never been more life-sucking happiness-killing than this as i sit in front of the lappy, moron's 191 songs listened-in like 4 repeated times as i squinted at the photos of my class, trying to crop,rotate, resize, filter, cut, copy, erase and whatever i can do to make it perfect. BUT THERE ARE STILL COMPLAINTS. why am i always doing things for free, not wanting anything in return but i always GET BAD THINGS in return. like one pimple, sore throat when i need my vocals to jam, my beauty sleep, my life, my time, even ruth and clar and moron has to sit down and get bored by watching me doing the college during our outing. sorry =(

BUT NOW ITS OVER! I FINISHED IT and i dont fucking care anymore. o;
batterylife: 36mins
still no sign of daniel. FUCKING HELL. WHERE ARE YOU. i need to drink, badly and its either i lose my seat or i lose my laptop. ffs HURRY. * for fuck sake.
six 171 buses LEFT liao. god damn this shit.

okay. thank heavens. my icelemontea is here. bye people. one more picture to entertain you!
i dont know what's that. its just something i draw out of boredom, besides the solitare and never ending itunes.
*says unknown object : SMOOCHES PEOPLE! me love die u! ( ai si ni ler! ) byebye!

19mins, signing out.

zj house!

o; " got feel, got feel ! "

zhenjie's house so big can >: (
too bad his brother is attached :X
the girlfriend want to learn drums he buy drumset for her.
gay shit. life is so unfair. i want a rich boyfriend.

FROZEN INSIDE WITHOUT YOUR TOUCH
WITHOUT YOUR LOVE, DARLING
ONLYYYYYYYYYYY YOUUUUUU
ARE THE LIFE AMONG THE DEADDDDDDDD.

i am so going to jam that. but i believe my voice nor diaphragm can take it. im not born to be musically inclined, man. i hope.

i have a bad toothache recently. its affecting my mood. and for those who miss my REALNICE posts, *BROTHA{{3 my computer is back. :D just live life and wait!

topped class for english commontest & biology project. life's good. but i failed geography and lit. god is too fair. =(

ate too much at zj's house. rich people all like this, got nothing but money. even dog sleep at a house bigger than my bathroom wtf. but he is giordano lover o;

i am fat - WILSON ROCKS,. thanks for invitation to JAYCHOUS teaparty. im one of the four to get chosen to be onstage with jay =/ got his autographed cd. jessie : SELL AT EBAY GET 39578239738578DOLLARS! "

lucky; bye people i cant imagine how much i love you guys.