I have to admit that I was never really an avid football fan. Four years ago, I was like "Football is watched by people who have nothing better to do and wouldn't mind watching 22 people chasing over some stupid ball." I may have to take my words back. I was 12 and didn't know any bettter. I was only an avid fan of Manchester United because of the wrong reasons. Well that was the past. Lets not duel on the past.

I stayed up yesterday to watch the Argentina vs Germany quaterfinals encounter. Since the first time I saw Argentina play, I fell in love with them. Not them literally, but their style of playing. It was basically, entertaining and out of this world. Since then I never missed a match and was quite sure that they will win the cup this year. It was the first time I felt the tension and the intensity of the game. I was rooting for the Argentinians all the way. Sadly, they didn't make it. I almost tore of my favourite jammies when Ayala missed the second penalty.

My dad just had to sneak in a comment saying that Manchester United wants to buy Ayala for next season. Good timing, dad.

So I went to bed feeling what thousands must've felt after Argentina lost the game.

Dissapointed.

I could point fingers and blame the people who totally ruined the game from start to finish but I do think that in a way, Germany played well, handled pressure professionally and won. So, thats great for them. But the thing thats not great about them is what happened after they won. At first I thought Argentina were being sore losers but after seeing the final footage and news on the radio its proven that sometimes football isn't as beautiful as it seems.

Anyway, I am still going to watch football no matter how beautiful or ugly the game is. Hey, atleast its better than sitting on the floor and staring at the ceiling.

On the subject of school, last week went by like a flash. Mainly because I was absent for the first two days. I was infected with hardxcore fever. Yes, I was sick. It usually takes me 24 hours to get better but this fever was out of this world. It started on Saturday afternoon and lasted until Tuesday morning. Thats why I call it hardxcore fever because it was so..hardxcore. Never gave me a chance to recover the next day and totally ruined my weekends. For the record, I lost 5kg's in three days all because my tastebuds went dead and I had no appetite because of it. My dad offered to buy McDonalds but I was like "No dad. Save your money. Think about the kids in Africa."

Told you it was hardcore.

Imagine the horror when I went to school the next day just to find out that Mrs L2 wanted us to finish up two reports by this Friday. Two reports?? Is she fucking kidding me?? Not only that, I still had Add Maths, Modern Maths, History, Biology and Bahasa Malaysia homework to catch up on. I was only gone for two days and it felt like I have to pay the price by doing a month load of homework.

I would've not been suprise if hardxcore fever decided to pay a visit again.

On Thursday, we had two periods of EST. Half of my classmates were not in because they were they were involved in the qualifying for sports day. So for the first period, we learned about French words that are used in the English language. The kids found this funny basically because none of us speak French, let alone know the right way to pronounce certain French words. So here we were trying to pronounce the words written on the board and all of it came out sounding really vulgar. Later, we had to use this word in a sentence and guess what, it became even more vulgar.

Just so you know, the first word we learned was 'tete-a-tete.'

For the second period, Mrs C let us watch the running competition going on at the field. We were in some class in block A so it was easy to see what was going on at the field. So there we were cheering like idiots from the windows. I heard that 'WH' was going to run. Apparently, Su Faye fancies 'WH' because Chuan Chuen would not stop teasing her. The rest of the boys were sarcastically betting on Jordan (the quiet one) to win the race. That was so not nice of them because we all know that Jordan can't run for shit.

They both lost.

We had two periods off for English because Mrs A was absent. The class that we were in was 4 Dahlia and it was so damn hot. While the rest was busy finishing up their Add Maths homework, I was busy fanning myself with the Add Maths exercise book. Minutes later, 'WH' and Jordan came back and all of us clapped because we knew that the both of them gave their best. Or maybe because we just had nothing better to do but to insult them by clapping and cheering.

After that, came Friday. My class was still half full but we had to study nonetheless. At first I thought I was the only one who has not finished the Chemistry reports but I guess I was wrong. Everyone almost climbed on the table and danced when we found out Mrs F was absent and we had one an a half hour off. So everyone took this time to copy their friend's report. It was so fun. People were running around here and there and writing as fast as they could while yelling at Jeremy to shut up about passing up the Add Maths book.

We finished. We conquered. We went home happy.

If only everyday school was like this.

PS: My brother just handed me a packet of Choki Choki and I laughed like a lunatic. Reasons:
1)I never knew it still exists.
2)Try pronouncing Choki Choki and not laugh.

I'm aware that I haven't been posting lately. Nothing juicy or partly interesting have been happening . Go to school, come back from school, sleep, go to school again...

Its just B-O-RING!

Not to mention the amount of homework I'm having. Its just crazy. Teachers are rushing to finish up the syllabus without any care about the students understanding that particular chapter. And also now that my class have start floating, its gotten even more crazy and tiring. We have to practically walk all the way to the other side of the building for every single period and it is far from comfortable sitting in a class with sweaty boys.

No matter how hot the boys are.

This past week has been a real blur anyway. The only thing I remember thats remotely worth remembering is Mr Z confessing that he'd rather leave his wife than throw away a pillow that he has been using since he was five.

And here I thought that it was about time he left the school and got married.

Today, my class didn't really study for the first four periods. We were at the hall watching the inter class debate finals which was the next best thing since cheesecake. First off, it was between 4 Bunga Raya and 4 Cempaka and their topic was "The World Cup Has More Disadvantages Than Advantages." My class, 4 Angsana lost to 4 Cempaka in the semi finals and supposedly it was all Jonathan's fault. I don't know how true that is but Jonathan, if you're reading this which I doubt you will, I would just like to remind you that..

YOU SUCK MAN!!!

Moving on, the debate was real boring at first. But everyone knew that 4 Cempaka has a better chance of winning because Yong Ming (this guy freaked me out when I first saw him) can talk like there's no tomorrow. And there was also the ever popular Jit Yang who I don't know if you remember him but he was the one who came up with a confession that "Add Maths is like a thong that gets stuck in your ass." Ring a bell?

So basically Jit Yang stole the show. When Victoria from 4 Bunga Raya was talking about how the World Cup unites people all over the world to watch the game together, Jit Yang "POI-ed' and said the only unity he is seeing is the fist-to-face unity (refering to all the fights that happens after every match) and when Victoria was talking about how the World Cup is a platform for us to learn about cultures through media advertisements he "POI-ed" again and said the only thing he learned through the advertisements shown during the World Cup is how great the Osim I Gallop is. (people who actually watch the world cup on Astro would probably get this joke because if not, it would just sound stupid.)

In the end, 4 Cempaka did win.

So, later it was between the Form 5's. They had an unconventional topic which was so much cooler. The finals was between 5 Angsana and 5 Ixora and their topic was "Spiderman is better than Batman." Heck, everyone in the hall was supporting Spiderman because well, he is the better superhero. I don't really remember much about the debate because it sounded to intelligent for my standards and also because the first speaker from 5 Ixora was dead hot so I wasn't really paying attention to what the other speakers had to say. I did remember one of them mentioning about how Spiderman is environmental friendly because he manages himself around the city with his spiderweb rather than Batman who goes around with his Bat Mobile which in the end pollutes the earth.

Even though 5 Ixora was the better team, 5 Angsana in the end won it because the Ixorians kind of ran out of topic. They didn't oppose the topic, instead thay said that both superheroes are equal and both are made for the good humankind..or whatever along those lines. The judges expected them to support Batman and all, but they took it a step further by well, not really arguing. Sheesh. No wonder I forgot half of what they were saying.

After that we did continue our lessons. We only studied for the last three periods, thats why I felt like I wasn't even in school today.

Since I don't have much else to say or write for that matter, I'll just hmm....oh yeah, I've been tagged now, twice, so, lets do this shit.

SURVEY ONE

Four movies I can watch over and over again

>>American Pie
I'm not a perv. I just love this movie. Its funny, a bit dirty at times but thats what makes it funny and you have to admit, no matter how geeky Jason Biggs is, he is weirdly good looking.

>>Madagascar
Yes, its a kids cartoon, so what?? It makes me laugh, thats why I can watch over and over again. Especially when the lemur starts singing. Gosh, thats my favourite part. I use to sing it every morning in the shower which was just....weird.

>>Final Destination
Movies that have people dying in the end are always my favourite. I can never get bored watching them. Especially this movie. The plot, storyline or whatever is just so deathdefying. Get it? Get it? I especially love the second one, when the kid blows up while checking the barbeque.

>>Brokeback Mountain
Whoever is not a fan of this movie is just gay. How can you not like this movie? How can you not watch it over and over again? Apart from Jake and Heath making out in the tent and all those shizz they do together when people are not looking, the movie is scaringly beautiful. I felt a bit awkward watching it at first and mind you, I was watching it alone but then as the movie goes on and it came to the part when well..the end, I almost felt like crying. Its a beautiful love story, period.

Four places that I have lived

>>Petaling Jaya, Selangor.

>>Bangsar, Kuala Lumpur.

>>Petaling Jaya, Selangor.

>>Yep, still living here..

Four books I recommend to everyone else

>>Lucas by Kevin Brooks
Hands down, the best book I have ever read. Its damn good. No words can describe how haunting and beautiful the story is. You get so lost in the characters and sometimes you can almost feel like the lonely and fragile 15 year old girl in the story who meets this boy named Lucas who shows her the real meaning of life. You will cry reading this. I know, because as hard as it is for me to cry, this one sure ripped my heart out and eventually I cried.

>>Fearless by Francine Pascal
I love this series. Something about a girl who's not scared of anything (even death) just seems so wild and exciting. And it is. A must read.

>>All American Girl by Meg Cabot
Yes, I love chick lits. Its just addicting and you get so lost reading it that when it comes for you to stop, you almost have to take a deep breath because its that exciting. Especially this one. I love the cheesy storyline. Oh come on, human's can't live a non cheesy life. This story, about a girl who's basically the biggest loser who one day saves the President's life and finds herself being pursued by the President's son. Interesting.

>>Size 12 Is Not Fat by Meg Cabot
I love Meg Cabot books. Especially this one. Its funny and well, yeah its funny. Its like an unrequited love/Nancy Drew type of story. Did I mention it was funny? Go read if you don't trust me.

Four of my favourite dishes (this is a hard one Yorsh)

>>Penang's Char Kuey Teow
Yes, I can eat this every single day. And yes, it has to be from Penang because no one here knows how to cook like the Penangites can. Just the smell and flavour makes you drool. Eat this and drink Milo Ais and you'll be in cloud nine. Don't say I never warned you. Total orgasmic dish right here.

>>My mom's Laksa
God, I don't know what she puts in there, its soo addictive. Nicotine? Marijuana? Jeez, and it tastes so good no matter what sort of fish she puts in there. I prefer mackarel but she can put a damn eel in there and I'll still love it. So to all you people, come over to my house this Raya and we can eat my mom's laksa together. Don't worry, I won't help her cook.

>>Fried egg with kicap
Ok sometimes, simple is better. And this is simply easy to cook and easy to make. A five year old can do it. Heck, even I can do it. And thats saying something.

>>Lamb chop with Campbell's mushroom soup
Another one of my mom's "IRanOutOfSauceSoLetsUseSomethingThatResemblesASauce" dish. But this time, it worked well with the lamb. My dad loves it. My brother loves it. Even I (no suprises there) love it.

Four sites I visit daily

>>http://www.yorshee.blogspot.com
>>http://screamingxinsecurities.blogspot.com
>>http://missxmurder.blogspot.com
>>http://heinouslaudable.blogpsot.com

Just because I love people who rant.

Four places I'd rather be right now

>>Ethan Mentzer's Apartment
>>Chris Evans's House
>>One of Penang's 5 Star Hotels
>>Cosmo's Theme Park, Berjaya Times Square (for some odd reason)

SURVEY TWO

8 Things About My Perfect Lover

Friendly
There's just something about friendly guys that makes me think they're the most perfect creatures in the world. I seriously want someone who's friendly and is brave enough to just go up to a stranger and say 'hi' without giving any shit about how the person might react or what he or she might think of him. To me, friendly guys are a definite keeper. The conservative shy ones always cheeses me off. Being friendly is not easy because you tend to think so much about how you look and are you good enough to go and talk to that particular person. Guys who were brave enough to say 'hi' to me are usually the ones I remember and cherish until today.

Sensitive
A guy thats sensitive always and I mean always makes me melt. A guy who shows his emotions is what I call courageous. He is not scared to let the world know what he is feeling and has no problems showing it. But of course, too much crying is just weird but sensitivity is such a turn on. Atleast with this, he would be aware whether or not he has cross the line with me. Being sensitive also means caring about others. He should take the initiative to look out for not just me, but others close to him as well. A guy that is also sensitive enough to just be a shoulder to cry on and tries hard to explain that things would be better rather than just say "Oh, that sucks."

Funny
Funny is a definite must. I cannot be with someone who does not or lack a sense of humour. He should be one of those smart sarcastic voice in the crowd. Being an over the top comedian or in other words being stupid funny is a no no. He can be a dumbass in Science but he has to be a smartass in real life. Someone who knows the time and place to make fun of people and does not take other people's insults seriously. Someone who can laugh at himself and others. He can laugh at me too for all I care. But of course, he can't always be laughing at me. The most important thing is he has to know how to laugh with me.

Honest
I'll give my right leg for a guy who is point blank honest. A guy who has the balls to tell it as it is. If he wants something, he would not be hopping around the bush but instead he'd ask. Brutally honest would be okay for me. It means that he'd rather tell me that I look like a hippo in a pram rather than letting other people taunt me behind my back. He also should be okay with me being honest 99 percent of the time because thats just the way I function and he should accept it. Even if he tells me that he doesn't want to be with me anymore because Lolly is hotter, I would still see him as someone that has been special in my life and maybe it was time for both him and I to move on. After all the physical violence that I'll be giving him has died down of course.

Psychic
I don't mean this literally but I want that someone to be able to know and read me well. He's got to have this sixth sense that no one else has. He ought to know when I'm feeling upset and angry. I'm not the type of person who supress any form of emotions and it is important that he knows what to do and how to act when I'm feeling down and depressed. At times, I really hate talking about what I feel but instead I just need that someone to cool me down. Words are not necassary because sometimes all I need is just that understanding from someone who knows how I feel and does not pretend to just know what I'm going through.

Intelligent
He doesn't need to score straight A's and have high degrees in everything. Intelligent as in someone who thinks wisely before making any decision. He ought to know the consequences of his decisions and not just rely on what other people think he should do. Intelligence also means he is aware about whats going on in the world and is not all 'IDon'tGiveAFuckAboutPolitics'. Someone who uses his intelligence to help himself and others. Doesn't matter if he hacks computer because someone who's a computer genius is totally sexy in my eyes.

Unpredictable
I do need someone who is unpredictable because I don't associate with predictable people. Ok, maybe I do but I don't enjoy it. I need someone who is spontaneous and full of suprises. He was scared of heights yesterday but went bungee jumping today kind of suprises. Someone who is not scared to try something new. He should enjoy trying these new things rather than doing it to show that he's "man" enough. Thats a mega fucking turn off especially when he thinks he's everything and whose ego beats Mount Kilimanjaro.

Loves Music
He just has to love music. I'm a huge music lover and I'm sure I would not last long with a guy who thinks music is just music. He has to appreciate music and has to be open minded about it. He should be aware that music bashing doesn't do any good to the world. He also has to have a wide range of likings. He should not be obsessed with a certain type of genre and keeps reminding me about how much Westlife sucks. Because they don't suck and I like them. So he has to live with that.

After reading these you would probably think I am such a hypocrite for wanting only these attributes for my perfect lover. What about:

Hot
Sexy
Good Looking
Great Abs
Tall
Sweet Smile
Gorgeous Eyes
...yada yada yada

I personally think that if the guy I meet has all of those eight qualities he would definitely be the most good looking guy on the planet no matter what other people think of him. At times, a guy who's not all great usually makes up for it by his looks. Thats why they say no ones perfect. Good looks are a plus but if he treats you like a shit hole, you would still hate him as much as you hate that brown thing thats growing on your wall. I'm not saying good looks are not important but its not what I REALLY want in a guy. I may at times, in my blog especially, joke about how hot this boy is and how sexy this guy is but in reality I don't have ANY feelings for them. So you should know by now if I start complimenting a guy on his looks, that'll be as far as I'd go. I am sure that I am not going to be with him, I know I am not right for him and I just know there's gonna be nothing between us. I'm not looking down upon myself but I just know. If I did one day fall for a guy then you know now that I would not start of my blog with "OHGODHEISSODAMNHOT!!!!."

SURVEY THREE

10 Years Ago I Was : 6 years old
>Played badminton every evening with a boy who now turned out to be an asshole to all the people who know him.
>Was actually scared of going to primary school.
>Played in the drain with the rest of the neighbours sons and daughters.
>Ate a basket full of rambutans and vomited.
>Swore to never eat rambutans again.
>Raced on a bike with neighbours, on the road, with cars and won of course.

5 Years Ago I Was : 11 years old
>Became the most popular kid in standard two.
>Got busted saying rude things about a teacher.
>Was a teacher's pet.
>Started to notice and like Westlife.
>Had a crush on boy whom I played badminton with.
>Was a prefect in school.
>Told the standard one students about the one time I killed one of the my dad's friend's son because he didn't listen to me.

1 Year Ago I Was : 15 years old
>Was anti-social and hardly smiled.
>Had one best friend.
>Discovered punk rock music.
>Went to my first concert (Simple Plan)
>Found out that only cousin already has a boyfriend.
>Thought about how lame I was for not having a boyfriend yet.
>Never really paid attention to PMR right until the last minute.
>Had a major fever a day before PMR.
>Cried in the car because I was not ready for PMR.
>Wasted 2 months of holidays being on the computer doing nothing.

Yesterday I was :
>Sleeping real well.
>Having a dream about playing chess with WH.
>Lazy because I did none of my homework even though I have loads.
>Thinking about going out for Pizza.
>A bit frustrated because I missed 'Beauty and the Geek."
>Spending 2 hours pondering on whether I should update the blog or not.

5 Most Recent Songs I Listened To :
>Hate Me by Blue October
>Angel to You, Devil To Me by The Click Five
>Miss Murder by AFI
>All These Things I Hate by Bullet For My Valentine
>Rockstar by Nickelback

5 Songs I Know All The Words To :
>Perfect World by Simple Plan
>Flying Without Wings by Westlife
>For You I Will (Confidence) by Teddy Geiger
>Teenage Dirtbag by Wheatus
>SOS (Rescue Me) by Rihanna

5 Ideal Places For Running Away To :
>My room
>Australia
>America
>Ireland
>Some English speaking country

5 Items I Really Want :
>My own personal laptop
>A hot mug of cocoa
>A double cheeseburger
>Life As We Know It DVD
>A real cool looking headphone

5 Things I Should Be Doing Right Now :
>Off the computer
>Watch football since I waited all week to watch it live
>Start on my homework
>Off the aircon since its so damn cold
>Sleep

5 Biggest Joys In Life :
>Going to a better school and meeting better people
>Having the chance to go on a holiday every end of the year
>The fact that I'm still only 16
>Having parents that trust me
>Doing what I want, whenver I want

Six people I tag :

Camie
Kist
Julienne
Adeline
...YOUKNOWIHAVEONLYFOURFRIENDSDAMMIT!!
...and whoever else

Oh great, I'm done. Finally. Anyway, gotta go now. My dad's going to kill me if he finds out I'm still on the computer.

Its 5:40 on a Friday and have I ever mention how I hate busted remotes? No? Hmm..WELL I FUCKING HATE BUSTED REMOTES!!!! Its annoying and I can't stand it. My Astro remote is not working and I tried changing the batteries but it still won't work. It just had to breakdown now, when the first World Cup match would be starting and I need it to flip through channels fast to get the latest score and such.

Sheesh.

Moving on, I went to KLCC with Nad and Sal yesterday. Yes, it was postponed to a Thursday. I was hoping it'll get postponed to end of next year maybe. All hope fails. And you know what? I should've listened to my inner voice and stayed home. I would usually go "hey, it was not that bad after all." But now, ok fine, it wasn't that bad after all but the trip will definitely go down to history, and all for the wrong reasons.

We left the house at about 9:30am and my mom dropped us at the nearest LRT station. We bought tickets and got on the train. In the train, it was quiet and peaceful. Weird, but I liked it. On the next station, three young Australian guys came in and stood on the spot quite close to us. My peace and quiet instantly went in the drain. They were all like "Oh right, yeah, that'll be no way you tried that but I.." then the next person cuts in "No man, yeah way oh not that one oh yeah that one..." then the third person which was the loudest would be like "Yeah, yeah YEAH, oh right no oh great, yes whoa man, I'll be like yeah like that." I looked around and saw that almost everyone was trying hard not to stuck their socks in the boys throats. They went on and on and it was like they wanted the whole damn train to hear how great Christina was.

Sometimes I just love the Asians for being the conservative lot that they are.

Later, we finally arrived at KLCC. It was pretty and clear. It was early at that time about 10:30am so there wasn't a lot of people there yet.

We started wandering around looking for Mcdonalds because I was not in the mood and was in serious need of a Fillet O Fish burger. As we were walking, I spotted this guy walking out of some watch shop I think. I was like "Oh fuck he's cute." So I winked at Nad telling her "Hot guy, 9 o'clock." You see, Nad has a thing against malays. She's a malay herself but she hates malay boys. Basically because she already has a bad experience with one of them that eventually made her conclude that "Malay Boys Got No Brains". I err well haven't shown her the light just yet. So now she's out wandering for hot foreign guys because, well, she's met a few and thinks that they're the most awesome creatures that has ever walked this earth.

So anyway, I saw this hot foreign guy as I was walking and tried to look away because he was already glancing at us. Nad suddenly went all goofy and said something loud in malay which roughly translates to "OMG so cute" in this annoying voice which made me go all Darth Vader glare at her. The guy must've probably heard it because he glanced at me and had this tiny smirk on his face.

Oh great, he thinks I'm the one who went all teeny on him.

That aside, we went to the fourth floor to get our tickets to go watch The Omen. The movie was on at 1:55pm but we decided to get the tickets before we head for breakfast. Sal, my cousin stayed outside the cinema while me and Nad waited in line. Yep, The Omen is rated as 18PL and none of us are 18, yet. Me and Nad, quite a few times have been mistaken as graduates so we thought maybe it will work to our advantage if the lady at the counter saw us instead of Sal who's only 5 feet and have been mistaken as a lost 13 year old. We finally got to the counter and the lady saw what we were going to be watching. She glanced at us and was like "This is rated 18, Are you guys 18?" and we were like "Yeah." She typed something in her computer and looked at us again. "You sure you're 18, right?" she asked and we were once again maybe rather unconvincingly this time said "Yes." She gave us our tickets and before we left she was like "They're going to check your IC before letting you in." I could feel the colour drain out of my face. But Nad (who was a pro in mishieve and lying) smiled and said "Okay." When we went outside I was flipping out, basically because my 11 bucks was going to be spent on something I will not be able to watch. Nad told me and Sal to calm down. She said everything's going to be fine. Lets go and eat now.

How the fuck is she so sure?? And my appetite instantly died. My appetite has never died before but IT HAS DIED NOW!!

After having breakfast at Mcdonalds despite me not being hungry and losing my sense of thinking we decided to wander around once again. Most of it was because I needed some space to recover from the sudden panic attack.

Oh for god sakes, you would've freaked out to knowing that you will get busted in a cinema for not being old enough.

After a couple of hours at about 12:00pm, Sal felt tired and wanted a place to sit. Me and Nad stopped by at Coffee Bean because Nad wanted to get some chocolate in her system. So I waited for her at the side. Suddenly there was another hot foreign guy walking past me straight into Coffee Bean. Nad was too busy looking at the menus to even notice. I waved at her but thought twice about it because of what happened earlier. I had a scary image of her screaming at him while pointing at me. Scary stuff. I couldn't help but giggle a little when I saw the guy standing right behind Nad but she was to absorbed making her orders to the guy at the counter that she did not even notice who was behind her. She finally turned around and as I guessed she was suprised to see who was behind her. She looked at me and pointed at my camera and I was shaking my head while mouthing "No way." She gave me an angry look but I gave her an even angrier look. Instantly she gave me her coffee and grabbed my camera. I wasn't going to stand there and look but instead I went back to where Sal was and wholeheartedly told Sal how Nad
was going to need a kidney transplant because I'm gonna rip out her damn kidneys with my bare hands.

She taped him. That biatch taped him. She stalked him and taped him and almost got caught taping him. She came back to us and was like "Ok, we need to go somewhere else because I think the guy knows I was taping him. Here Sheila, you can hold your camera."

We made way to the elevator while I was cursing silently to myself. But we did kill some time because it was already 1:30pm. All grudges aside, we made way to the cinema hoping the guy wouldn't tell on us to the police or something.

So yeah, at the cinema I felt sick once again. This is it. The time has come to find out whether my 11 bucks would come to haunt me. Sal thought maybe she should act like she's busy on the phone with her boyfriend so that the lady guarding the line would not stop her and start asking questions as to how old she is. I was like do whatever hell you want. I'm going to stand here and try to remember who Maharaja Mikado Meiji was. Seconds later Sal took out her phone not to act, but to answer it because her mom called.

Very good timing, Sal's mom.

So Nad gave out tickets pointing to the both of us at the back, the lady looked at me, then looked at Sal and tore our tickets.

We fucking got in.
We got fucking in.
We fucking got fucking in.

Wow.

We got in, and high fived each other which caused the other real 18 year olds to stare at us but we didn't care. It felt great to lie and get away with it. Eat my dust, lady selling ticket at counter.
HAH!

So yeah, found our seats and sat there resting because feeling nervous and stressed out actually makes you tired. The rate my heart was beating would have made Marion Jones suffer. Marion Jones, you know, the olympic gold medallist, who took drugs and later could not enter the recent olympic games. Yea, thats her. See, my heart rate would have made her tired.

So I was sitting in between Nad and Sal. Later, three malay boys made way in front of us because their seats started right beside Nad. So Nad had to seat next to some malay guy who was not all that bad looking despite us being in the dark. I turned to Nad and was like "The guy next to you is not that bad looking you know." Seconds later Nad pinched me. I was like "What?" She was like "That guy, heard you. He was looking at me goddammit." I tried not to laugh and told her that guy would get over it sooner or later.

Revenge is so effing sweet. I would do it over and over and over again.

Halfway through the movie, Nad nudged me and was covering her face. I was like "Whats wrong?" She was like "I touched him."

Say what now??

Nad explained that she was trying to find the hand rester and since it was dark and she wasn't really looking she accidently started rubbing the guy's thigh. I heard her saying "Sorry" but I thought she accidently kicked him or something. I was like "Wow. I hope you didn't stimulate him."

She knocked me right at the ribs. It hurt.

So the movie was great. Very smartly and interestingly done. I'm not kidding. Go watch it.

After that it was 4:00pm. Sal wanted to eat again, this time at KFC. We all agreed. I was doomed with bad luck that day. I was laughing at Nad about how embarassing it was for her to go rubbing the guy's thigh when I suddenly knocked over my cup of Coke and spilled it all over the place.

Yeah, I was the one who got laughed at in the end.

That was how my trip to KLCC went. Nad and Sal can't wait to do it again. They decided we were going to do this again in December right after Nad's SPM examination but this time we're going to Berjaya Times Square. The bigger, the better. More fun and in my case more stalking and getting caught stalking. And once again, they were not going to go without me.

Dear God, help me.

Its settled then. I am going out to KLCC with my cousin, neighbour and maybe a friend of hers this Wednesday. Great, can't wait. Exactly, I am not excited. I'd rather stay at home and revise or something.

Great. Just great.

Well, I can back out but then I'll totally ruined their plans. Its seems as though I'm the playmaker here. If I don't go then they won't go and then I'll feel bad and bit myself up for it. Its like a lose lose situation. ARGH!

So I asked my mom about it. I told her I was going to KLCC with these girls on Wednesday. Probably leaving early morning and coming back in the evening. I would be having breakfast, lunch and evening treat in the mall. Expensive and unhealthy food is what we aim for. Think along the lines of Dome and McDonalds. Probably going to drop by at Starbucks for coffee and maybe some hot chocolate too.

She shrugged and said "okay."

Who am I kidding!! She lets me get away with anything. Its not so fun anymore. I hear about my friends whining about how their parents don't let them go out with their friends for long hours. My mom even let me go out to parties at night. What sort of mom does that? You guys would probably be like "God, Sheila's fucked up." But no, I am saying these because somethings not right. I want to be the cool kid who rebels and break rules and stay up late at night or something.

But nooooooooooooo, I'm mummy's little girl. Why can't she be like that with money? She trusts me with everything except money. Jeez, she even trusts me with a boy in the house. HELLO?? Boys are like ten times dangerous than money. Imagine the things a boy could do to me, oh wait no, better yet, imagine what I could do with a boy.

Ok lets not go there.

But I have to admit, it is kind of fun that your parents trusts you. Kids, never lie to your parents. You lie, parents don't trust you, hell breaks loose. Then you go around telling your friends how your parents are so unfair while your parents wonder why did they ever decided to breed in the first place.

Apart from that, after watching the entire third season of The OC I felt like I needed to watch something sugar coated and fun. Its kinda sad that Marissa died. I never liked Marissa and I do admit that there was a couple of times I wished the director would just kill off her character. She's so effing annoying, thats why. But when she died and it was rumoured (since almost everyone didn't catch what her last words to Ryan were) that the last thing she said was "I'm so hungry."

I cheered up there and then.

Back to deciding on watching something sugar coated and fun, I downloaded High School Musical today. Disney is just pissing me off. They keep showing the songs and clips of High School Musical saying it will be shown soon. 25th June is not soon, retards. Yeah, so I watched it earlier and was like awww-ing from the first scene to last. That movie may not be the best movie in the planet but its worth a watch. Its so fucking cute thats why. I felt like I was ten all over again.

No I am not being sarcastic. Can't wait for Disney? Go download it now! Girls should actually see Zac Afron once in their lifetime. I never liked moppy blonde haired blue eyed 16 year old boys (think Aaron Carter and Jesse McCartney here..eugh) but Zac's and exception. He's cute. He sings. You should see him topless. Oh wait, there is a scene of him topless. Check out his bi-..ahem yeah watch the movie.

So erm I've been tagged. Whatever hell that is. Sorry guys, I just don't get these things. But since you guys are playing along then what the hell.

Tag Sluts. The rules :Once you have been tagged, you have to write a blog with six weird facts/things/habits about yourself. In the end, you need to pick six people to be tagged and list their names. Don't forget to leave a comment that says "you are tagged" in their comments and tell them to read yours.

1. Since their latest single came out, I can't stop listening to Sean Paul and Rihanna.

2. I still listen and adore songs from Westlife.

3. Scary movies gives me nightmares thats why I don't watch them.

4. Deep down, I actually support The Click Five.

5. POP MUSIC IS STILL MY FAVOURITE GENRE OKAY!!

6. I once wished that when I turned 18, I want to get married to Kian Egan.

I can go on and on actually but six it is. I don't have a lot of bloggers to choose from so :

Camie
Yorshee
Lyn
Julienne
You
You

Done.

For once, my update is long. Oh well its 11:23pm. Just in time to watch the South Park episodes I downloaded.