I died at the Mahjong table today.

Today was my virgin experience playing mahjong outside. And even more that the stakes were so much higher than I was used to. I've always been playing like 10 cents, 20 cents etc.
And I sort of played a different version of mahjong today than with my family.

Anyway, the thing is, I've learnt my lesson and I have only myself to blame.

I was playing with my relatives just yesterday afternoon, and I'm always used to playing "quick-wins" which was trying to win as soon as possible and not keep/wait until you have all the big cards and etc. My dad kept saying I'd better not play outside with friends/whatever and I just nodded my head to pacify him!

THEN! Today Fatty and I went Desmond's (Fatty's SIM Dragonboat friend) house to play. Omg. One 'tai' is $1, so 2 is $2, 3 is $4 and so on, and they play is the person who give the winner the winning card have to pay for the other player also! OMG RIGHT!

SO! All in all, I lost $70 and Fatty lost $80. I was very reluctant to stay for the last round, and I hated myself that I did, because the last round I had to pay Desmond $24. If not, I would only have lost about $42! UGH.

Luckily I decided not to play small anymore towards the end and learnt quickly from them to wait for the same set or 'colour' and keep/wait for big cards. This helped me to win about $30++.

I should have known. I this kind of person so stingy and auntie about money! Heart ache, know? And I wonder how people could stand playing even bigger than we did. It's either generous or their total risk-takers.

But what I've learnt today is quite a lot. I even managed to get all the same colours with many big tais like the picture frame, 'fa' and stuff. Hnn.

So, what's the moral of this story Tan Wen Er?

NEVER PLAY AT SUCH HIGH STAKES AT MAHJONG, EVER AGAIN.

Unless you damn pro.

Zut Neneh Time

I have decided on a decision on Life and Death.

I plan to have an animal room in my own house next time, with a husband/lover/lesbian partner or not. And in that room, I'll keep allllllllllll my pets, obviously.

So these are the pets I'm thinking of having next time..

(1) Hamsters
(2) Gerbils (a must-have!)
(3) Guinea pig
(4) Chameleon (another must-have!!)
(5) a lone Suckerfish in a tank (Maybe) - Hopefully, it can clean it's own tank.
(6) a Cat or a Dog (triple must-have!!!)
(7) an Axolotl (Maybe)

My cat or dog must be adopted, from SPCA or whatever. And any other of my to-have pets on my list. I can't wait.
People-with-asthma-caused-by-animal-fur-so-say-you don't step within 50 meters of my house!

I watched Pineapple Express yesterday. It's damn funny! I like James Franco and Seth Rogan. LOL.

Goodbyes and Tribulations.

Your instincts all turn to ash,
This night in the afternoon.
The fire's burning,
So let me in.
Our enemy's here,
We'll be the death of you.
Living like clouds,
Leave us all alone.
Twisted insides,
We don't belong.
Come by the hearse,
Say your farewells.
Deprived of conscience,
Retreat to our underworld.
Absconder of the absconders,
Traitor of the traitors.
Could you cut us one more time to kill us again?
Would you enslave us to your means once more?

280 BPM

Wednesday morning when I was happily sitting on my living room couch, going to put the pizza in my mouth when I heard

BAM!

I didn't know my reflexes could be that fast. No, I didn't drop the pizza, nor did I choke on it, instead my reaction was to leap up in a ready-to-evacuate-from-the-house-because-Clementi-Ave-5-just-got-bombed-by-some-unknown-terrorist-stance.

But after a while I realised nothing serious happened and my heart beat slowed. I was hoping maybe someone jumped down from the building or something, I know that's very evil, but...anyway, I saw my father quickly striding to the kitchen window to see what happened and I tried to walk slowly to look not so kaypo. Guess what caused the sound?

CROW CULLERS!

I hate it when I see people shooting crows. I saw this man wearing some white uniform-y shirt with a shotgun and I had this sudden thought in my head, "Did people get paid for this? Or are these people those air-rifle experts training for the next Olympics trying to get a real-life experience/practice? Or! Do people actually undergo training to shoot at birds in Singapore!?"

This is so weird, and sad. After the shot, the neighbourhood had this deathly silence. Usually there are caws and bird-mating sounds but now, just total silence. I think it was just a warning shot. I bet the smart birds flew away for a 1-day vacay to some tropical rain tree in Ave 4 or something.

Well, later in the evening the crows must have came back, and I bet they miss their nests.
Why can't there be pigeon cullers? Oh wait, you don't even need the bullets to shoot at them. They take flight so slowly! Stupid fat pigeons. They should die. Not crows! Okay, that's very mean, but I like crows, and mynahs.
I especially feel very very very sad when I see a mynah with a deformed leg because it got caught in some net/string that entangled the feet and made it useless. Oh no :(

Today I went to West Coast Mall with Alvin again, to get the wine for Fatty's mom. He kindly offered to accompany me and Ernie there. HAHA. Can Ernie zut?
I'm meeting Auntie tomorrow because she came over to Singapore for a visit! I hope she'll love the wine. She'd better. I spent money on it. TSK.

Okay, I shall end here, bye.

HOLA-SHH IS THE NEW HANOSH!

Hola everyone!
Spanish is getting more erm, intensive, although still quite manageable.
Me still likey Senorita Arantxa.

Anyway, yesterday Alvin came over to NTU to check out the place and after that we went to the new JP. I needed to buy my underwear for new year and stuff. UGH.
Well, he was kind enough to be veryyyy patient in waiting and erm, giving comments on which ones are er..nice. HAHA.
And we saw a scallopy-bra.
It's like, the cups on the bra have frills, that looks like the frilly things on the sides of scallops that are made in the Chuka Hotate. Yummy.

THEN! After that we watched Ip Man. OMG. I hate 8 Days for giving the movie like 2 pathetic stars, or so I remember.
I love Donnie Yen in the show. His 'expressionless' face and the best part was, there wasn't like those typical romance thing going on in the movie. Like this main character, usually the hero meets this girl, who is some double agent, either that or she is damn powderful then he falls for her and all that shit. NO!

It's some traditional Confucianism family thing. Although there were the usual very cheena-chinese elements of "YOU CAN INSULT ME, BUT YOU CANNOT INSULT MY COUNTRY" kind of chinese/china thinking in the film, with honour, integrity and stuff, but overall I love the movie!

It makes me wanna learn Wing Chun. The nice push-kick he gave, the elegance and gracefulness in his movements, ahhhh~

It seems like most of the main characters in the film, who are good, have always acted in those villian/baddy roles. Like the policeman/interpreter, Ip Man, the Cotton Factory guy and more. I kept thinking the Cotton Factory guy will be actually bad or something.

And I like the General Miura. He's not like the classic bad-guy. He still is fair and has honour. Like when he was dealing with Ip Man, asking him to teach the Japanese army is Wing Chun, he was still quite reasonable and kind, or when his subordinate killed the other Kung fu master that was Ip Man's friend and he was so pissed with him for pulling out his gun in there.

I thought he looked familiar, and Alvin told me he acted in the show GTO. No wonder la.

Anyway, with the $50 Robinsons voucher I bought a HOT PINK (Hot pink sialll) bra, a black bra, 5 damn cute undies and a red with pink polka dots Hush Puppy girl boxers, and a few packets of tidbits.
I love spending money, when it's not my own! LOL.

To backtrack a bit, 2 weeks ago on the first tutorial of my Social Psych, my tutor asked us what do we want to or wish to know in studying Psychology.

Dian's question was - Does Retail Therapy really work?
Someone else's was - Is the White House called the White House because they only expected it to be occupied by White Presidents?
Another's was - Why do people always wear the socks first then shoes but not sock then shoe then sock on the other feet and the shoe? (Actually, I'm the anomaly. But I really think many others does the same too.)

So my turn came and my question was - I want to find out more if possible, why/how does Deja vu occur and what might cause it. And why some people have never experienced it before and why some more often that others. Is it due to diet?

Now, I think maybe my question should be, what are some of the malay girls thinking when they pluck their eyebrows? I don't mean every malay girl do this, but the frequency of seeing Malay girls with such horrible thin eyebrows is so high! Is it their fashion? Do they think it's nice? Hnn.

I've got holidays til' next week thurs, need to go school for Spanish leccion and then next next Monday start school again. Yeehar.

Oh yes, now for some happy-new-year-wishing in Espanol...

Feliz Ano Nuevo Lunar!

Rants.

I hate last minute changes. Or last minute information passed on to me. It's just like I hate pop quizzes, or everyone does. But anyway, I just hate it when people change their plans with me or update me about stuff last minute.

A classic example happened this morning.



I woke up like 7+am to go my parent's room to pee because when I wanted to go to the common bathroom my father saw me and faster choped it. Irritating right? Nevermind. So when I went in, I thought I saw my mom sleeping soundly with her mouth open, but when I closed the door she shouted, "YOU KNOW WHAT TIME YOU COME BACK YESTERDAY!?"

Obviously, I did. So I said "Er..12+."

So, for my mom's very small brain of hers, she shouted, "YOU SURE IS 12!? I RECEIVED YOUR MESSAGE AT 12.50 YOU KNOW!"

I can't be bothered to explain that it took Matt's dad to fetch us home in less than 10mins and I'll reach home a minute before one or whatever, so I just shut up.

So I just closed the door and went back to sleep.

Then my mom stormed into my room and sat on my bed then said, "TODAY GO ROBINSON'S USE THE $50 VOUCHER TO BUY BRA, WANT A NOT."

Now, first, I must tell you that I planned for Saturday to be my study day. I asked her if can go another day she said want to use it before CNY, so it's like stupid bra for the new year. And secondly, I positively HATE to be rudely woken up. I especially HATE it when people like my sister or mother or father jump on my bed, shout at me when I'm sleeping, off the fan/air con when I'm still sleeping, don't close the door after the leaving the room, ask me to wake up because it's 3pm in the afternoon when it's only 12, all this when I don't get my 8 EXACT hours of beauty, restorative sleep.

So okay, since she wanted to spend the day shopping with me and hurry use the voucher and that she was willing to spend the voucher on covering my bits I said okay.

Then at about 10+am I heard that very very extremely annoying sms ring tone sound on my father's handphone. It's loud, it's some CHINESE CHEENA ring tone and it's quite long. I heard, in my half-comatosed state of mind that my eldest sister asked my dad through sms whether they wanted to accompany her to Tampines Giant for shopping with her and my niece, Hele.

I heard my dad talking aloud what he's replying on his phone, which was yes. Remember my mom asked me to go Robinson's today afternoon. I thought my dad will go with my sister. But NO, my PARENTS are going, because Hele's coming.

Let me now say that I'm not jealous. Not at all. I understand that she's their only grandchild, she's cute, sometimes, when she's not being stubborn and crying. It's just the, you know, the feeling/response you get/give when friends tell others that..."Eh, my friend Girl A supposed to go out with me today but when Boy B asked her out, and A and B are in a relationship or whatever, A ditched me."

Then your appropriate response would be, "That's damn biased! I thought she planned to go out with you already?"

Actually, I don't mind that my mom ditched me, and I'm not jealous, because er, I rather not shop with my mom.
BUT. The way she said, "Er, you go Robinson's yourself.", and the very fact that she came to wake me up by hitting my ass to tell me to go with her to town at 8+am and they way she just changed our plans like that is damn annoying.

So, does anyone wanna come buy bra for me at Robinson's? LOL

Anyway, I found the Psych book I was looking for called The Man Who Mistook His Wife for a Hat at Kino on their online websearch. And my 2nd sister was kind enought o help me buy it with her...staff discount! WUHOO. Very happy. Thanks, erties :D

Luck and *uck.

So today I met up with Alvin for dinner at West Coast Mall, which is like damn freaking near my Clementi place. And he came to surprise-visit my mom, who was fortunately, wearing her nenepoks. And my dad was caught snacking on food in the kitchen.

We ate dinner at this place called BBQ Chicken, which was quite bad. Firstly, when I asked the waiter who most probably was the manager there or something, about their Iced Chocolate. I wanted to know if it's like made of real chocolate and not from those stupid packet drink or like damn diluted for $3.20. Then the malay guy just said..., "Er...Chocolate ice la."

Immediately this brown ice on this puddle of brown water came to my mind and I just couldn't take it anymore so I just burst out laughing.

I ordered a Pepsi instead.

So Alvin ordered a meal called what Korean Charbroiled Chicken thing and I ordered a HOT HOT DRUM. Lol! Where in hell did they get the name from, it's quite dumb.

And you know what. The worst thing was that we waited quite long for the meal, and we were freaking hungry. When his order arrived, OH.MY.GOD. His plate was like 1/5 covered with the vegetable thing and 3/5 covered with fries and 1/5 of the chicken. Damn miserable you know the 2 pieces of pathetic chicken. We were damn shocked. I think even I eat also won't be full.

Yet, the best thing was, when we paid for our meals the cashier gave me the wrong change and I earned erm, $22. HAHA!

I know. I'm dishonest. I have no integrity. I did a bad thing. There will be karma.

But I didn't notice it until we left the shop. Although we were near the shop la. HAHA. Shut up k.

Anyway, I hate paying adult fare now. The Singapore government finally realised I can't be retain for more than 3 years and they secretly changed my ez-link card to adult fare on New Year's Day. Tsk. Travelling to school and back is like $4 everyday.

And it takes up like 2 hrs of travelling time, to and fro.

Don't tell me not to complain, since I'm living in Clementi and all that shit about being nearer than you are to NTU. I hate people to ask me not to complain, like they live in Tiong Bahru or whatever and have to travel for a bloody long time everyday to school.

That's so not my business. It's your own bloody fault/problem to choose not to stay in hall, so you only have yourself to blame. I live in Clementi, which is like neither near nor far enough to stay in hall, SO JUST SHUT THE HELL UP.

Somebody should protest about Uni students paying adult fares. And don't tell me not to complain, that Singapore is already giving very cheap prices on transport fees and etc. Hello, that's because in other countries, the train (for example the bullet train. OKay but maybe not all trains are fast. And don't talk about the trains in India packed like sardines.) travel faster and for longer distances.

I mean, think about it. We have to tolerate freaking smelly people with BO on the train, ugly people making out against the glass panel right beside you (I wouldn't mind if the girl looked much better, but whatever.), packed buses which jerk forward and backwards which makes me have motion sickness and etc etc.
I say our gov should cheapen transport fee prices!

Actually, I'm just being very calculative. Hnn.

HOLA-SHHH!

Today, I had my first Spanish leccion and it really helped that my Spanish tutor is so...mm mmm.
It was quite fun and she made the leccion a lot more interesting and enjoyable. And she pronounced my name as WHEN-ER.

Haha, but I so totally don't mind.

Bloody hell, Dian and I got a shock when we brisk-walked to NIE to buy the Spanish textbook and exercise book, because it totaled up to $52. What the hell right. I thought it's like less than $20 only. And the bookshop threw in like some free NTU foolscap pad. Maybe the $2 from the $52 was to pay for it or something.
Anyway, good news is it can be used for all 3 levels of Spanish.

So we ended off the leccion with an exercise of finding 4 other people in the class and ask for their name and surname in Espanol.

Me: Hola! Como te llamas? (Hello! What's your name?")
Stranger: Me llamo _____, y tu? (My name is Blank, and you?)
Me: Me llamo Wen Er. Como te apellidas? (My name is Wen Er. What's your surname?)
Stranger: Me apellido -----! (My surname's Dash!)

Did you know?
The double 'L' in Spanish (llamas and etc) is pronounced as 'y'. So 'llamas' is like 'yamas'.
And if you thought Spanish is so not a useful language, think again, because Spanish is the 3rd most spoken language in the world and by more than 400 million people!

Not bad right.

So while I was interrogating this girl on her name and stuff, my tutor came to see how I was doing. It made me highly nervous so I faster HOLA! her and walked away after I finished. HAHA.

Me starting to like Spanish more and more. Hehe.

Off to War.

Today, my sis invited me and my 2nd sis the Refugees to her house for dinner, which was damn yummy. SCALLOP PORRIDGE! And other yummy dishes! Sankyu Tarties!

After that we went below her house to walk the Pasat Malam and I saw this really cheap but nice $1.50 Spongebob pencil case!!!!!

Then I was looking for the yummy fake shark's fin stall and the Ramly burger stall, but there isn't any! TSK.

Nice~

WE LOVE THREESOMES!

My parents are leaving Singapore to help improve Malaysia's tourism economy by a few hundred dollars tomorrow. And they will be back by Wednesday. This means...

(1) No neneh for Ernie, ERNI, my sis and I to zut,
(2) No nice homemade dinner/lunch all ready when we get back from work/school,
(3) No driving me to school on early days

All this equates to =((((

Anyway, I had a dream yesterday. The setting was this unknown place with a lot of landed properties and stuff, the houses are huge but somehow the whole land is flooded. I think it was many years in the future or something, and everything was in monochrome.
Most probably the world was flooded because of global warming and monochrome because I don't know, the sky looked quite polluted and cloudy.

I was in this group of lost people and we were on a speed boat, traveling aimlessly. Anyway, after that we got rescued but I was very depressed because of something. Hnn. In the dream. Kept crying and cutting tissue paper into 3 equal parts outlined by black marker. This is so...weird.

Well, from a psych point of view on dreams, the speedboat looked exactly like the ones in XXX, where the guy was escaping from the NSA people with a speedboat.
It can be explained by activation synthesis hypothesis, or the reworked version in dream meaning called the activation-information mode model (AIM), where info that is accessed during waking hours can influence on what appears in our dreams.

So in simple terms, because my eyes and brains processed the stupid speedboat Triple X rode on, the random firing of the neurons in my brain, just happen to fire the particular one which activates it during sleep, and the rest of the brain struggles to make sense of it.

Okay anyway, the first day of school I had 2 nightmares in one night. It's so strange. I dreamt I was armed with a chainsaw and I had to kill zombies.

I have like 4 books to finish. I finished 5 books in the last week. I'm reading The Night Watch now. Matt lent it to me :)
It's quite interesting. I want to watch the movie though.

There's school tomorrow. BORING. I only end at 430. Shit. And lessons start at 1030, means I have to wake up by 830, so double shit. UGH.

I HATE SCHOOL :((((((((((

Farts and such.

That day when I met up with Alvin, and we were walking around the Clementi neighbourhood and when we were at the MAN HAIR CUT salon this uncle that walked past us...

PARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!

PRRRRRRAT PRATTTT PRAT.

Omg. Immediately, I burst out laughing.

Alvin was like, "Is that what I think..."

"HAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA"


I love the feeling of being slightly high and hanging out with your friends. I miss hanging out with Li Nan. By the way, Shirley bought me a ER-NI! :D
Sankyu. Now Bert has a make-love friend at night. LOL.

WHERE'S MY NENEPOK!?

So I've been having quite a bad time with laundry washing these few days.
Firstly, when my mom washed my favourite black bra and hung it on the bamboo pole to wait for it to dry. Then the bloody wind that morning was damn strong and it blew the stupid pole out of the socket/tube thing and the whole pole dropped down to the 1st floor.

By the time my mom went down to pick up our underwear, MY FAVOURITE BRA AND MY SISTER'S UNDERWEAR WAS GONE!

^*(^%*$*^&%(^$*%$&^$&$@#!@!$#&%$*%^#^@^@^!&*(*^

Bloody hell. If I find out who's the person who stole it ah, I tell you~

Pissed off. Can you imagine if like some digusting CKP (CHEE KOR PEK) like pick up my bra then go and smell the stupid cups. EEWS! Or maybe, a crow-friend swooped down and bit the middle of the bra and made it into a nest in a tree? Like one egg in one cup!? Sick.

Anyway, just a few days ago my mom was washing clothes again. And she washed my sister's purple shawl with the 'whites', with my jacket and FAVOURITE shorts in there. And they turned slightly purple.

%^*&(*%($&^$&%$$@!%%#*)*^)%%$^$@%@!#^)(&$%@^$#*

AHHHH. Angry angry.

Anyway, I met up with Alvin just now for dinner. Had fun :)))

Can't wait to see Fatty on Friday. Ugh.

HANOSH?

I've never really liked any Mediacorp Actors/Actresses, I never really followed any of it's serial dramas, but recently I've been watching The Little Nonya. I was actually a bit embarrassed by the fact, but I realised at Matt's party, there were many that actually likes the show as well.

I mean, I don't like any of the people acting in it, actually, I don't think Chen Xi(715) is good looking or Jeanette Aw is damn pretty, but I like the plot. OMG. So drama. And according to my parents and grandparents, I have Peranakan roots as well. So I guess the show is a bit enlightening on how Peranakan life is.
I feel Jeanette Aw acted much much better as the deaf-mute than erm, her daughter, which required her to talk. I'm not sorry for saying that, Jeanette Aw fans.

And it's quite sad to see how almost all the good people in the story came to no good end. It's a bit annoying and unbelievable to see how Yuzhu can get raped and treated so badly or the Chen Sheng being killed when Ju Xiang and her daughter can escaped being sold as a prostitute, nearly getting raped by Charlie Zhang(I actually find the name when spoken in the show quite funny!!), or his son in Yue Niang's case, and Tian Bao trying to rape her, surviving the well drowning event..etc etc.

So I'm damn happy it's ending soon. No more worrying about missing 9 o'clock shows when I'm out late! :D And Tracy, no more waiting for us to watch the show while you fight with Bob over his saliva-coated yellow mini-basketball!

Anyway, my grandma told me before that her mom was a Nonya teaching in a University in Singapore last time or something and this British guy liked her. OMG right. But due to cultural differences, my great great grandfather made her marry my great grandfather. So irritating. They should have just eloped.

It's also very ironic how before I knew all this that both my parent's side has Peranakan roots that during this Racial Harmony day in Sec 4 I had to participate this very dumb pageant with me wearing a turqoise kebaya in my Hinata hair. TSK. Cringe.

Okay, shall end here. Bye!

NO STARTING SCHOOL!

Stayovers and Vacays

I got back from Hokkaido like a week ago. I miss Japan. I got to know some people there. Actually, it was this guy that was friendly enough to try to make friends with me and since he already made friends with the rest of the erm, people around our age, I got to sort of know them as well. It was fun. Seriously.

The food was good, the toilets so damn freaking clean and is not very smelly, always equipped with toilet rolls, heated toilet bowls, everyone was freaking polite and considerate. I LOVE JAPAN!

The snow was beautiful! My mother paid extra for both of us to ride the snow mobile, which was quite fun, we went snow trekking in snow shoes and sat on the snow-train, which was basically a snow mobile dragging the riders on this inflatable raft. Damn fun.

We had snowball fights at anywhere that had snow. The weather was lovely. Very cold, at average about 1 degree celcius, but I love it, compared to Singapore's weather.
And when we went to the shopping center in Sapporo, the sales assistants greeted us very warmly. And the funny thing about these Japanese assistants, they know we can't understand a word of Japanese but they still continue talking in Japanese to try to explain/guide us.

And we went to this place called Edo Wonderland which had like all the shops and people dressed during the Edo period (the times with the ninjas and samurais and etc). They had like the scary cat house which was basically like a haunted house, a ninja house which had like trapdoors and weird floorings which made you very dizzy, ninja performances which was damn bloody cool, and this comedic performance.

I must tell you about the ninja house thing! This guy called Alvin was trying to talk to me and because in the first part of the house the floor is tilted at like 45 degrees downwards and the walls and floor is painted the same colour! It was very scary. Half the time I was trying to concentrate on talking to him and the other time I was trying not to fall. Then halfway, Alvin slipped on a puddle of water, probably from a person's shoe which had ice melted on it's soles and he rolled down to the bottom!

I was totally shocked, I wanted to help, and I felt extremely embarrassed for him. I mean, a person try to make friends with you then suddenly this kind of thing happen to him/her, but I was damn scared I'll slip and roll down too. So I didn't try to go down to help. In the short time when he slipped and I gasped, I saw his brother's head whip around the other end of the room and he started laughing. After that I couldn't take it already, I just laughed. Anyway, everytime I think about it I'll totally just laugh my screechy laughter, right in front of him.

Eh. Why you so mean.

Also, I didn't suffer from air sickness. WUHOO! I went to buy the air sickness pill at the airport. HAHA. And the King Island crab. OMG. There was this night at this Rusutsu hotel with a big buffet for dinner that we had unlimited servings of the King Island Crab. The meat is so sweet and juicy and!!

There was also this other night when we stayed at this hotel by this lake called Lake Toya. It's really BY-THE-LAKE. Like you walk out in 10 steps its the edge of the lake already.
My mom and I went to the hot spring on the first night, which was very nice. The hotel provided us with a yukata to wear on, it's like a some sort of onsen-robe. HAHA. But of course, you must remove it and go in nekkid.

I was like worrying half the time whether I'd see any one from my tour group, so I made my mom go with me at like 11pm. It's a 24 hour onsen. I mean, it's damn bloody weird to like let your fellow tour group people to see your bits right, and then the next day or at dinner you see them fully clothed again. I mean I'll so totally imagine them nekkid. Or maybe it's just me.

You might say that nobody will see, but hello, I will okay! And the more you don't cover, the more I'll look. The tour guide, Phillip was saying something like stop trying to hide your ass/neneh/whatever. Instead, since everyone has it, use the towel to hide your face.

I totally beg to differ. Can you imagine you hide your face then like slip on a puddle of water and crack the back of your skull and die? Or you slip and fall into the onsen then get boiled to death? Okay, forget about the boiling to death part.

I won't mind going back there again. The scenery was perfect. I can't wait to go central japan the next time! :D

Anyway, that day Matthew invited Tracy and I over for his Christmas party. Which had like his classmates and stuff. Played guitar hero. DAMN FUN. Although I think my singing was quite bad, but it was damn enjoyable!!!!!
And there was this gift exchange thing at the end. Matt said your gift should be under $10, but mine was $12. Not bad right! And I bought it like the night before only. It's some kinky IOU sex cheque book. Like IOU for a blow _ob or IOU for a long french kiss or something like that. Don't know who the hell got my gift. I got this Jean Perry towel though. And the party was quite fun!

Matt's parents are like damn cool. Thanks for everything ah, Matt! :DD

School is like starting next Monday. I DON'T WANT!
Boo :((((

I shall get ready my go-to-school bag and clothes already. Model student right! And I'm damn relieved about results. Can't believe I did better for the non-core modules than my core modules. Chia Lard.

Okay bye!