BE YOUR OWN HERO.

SYU {thesyueffect}

Cedar Jumper, CJC Odac-er
I like dinosaurs, jellybeans, robots and girls.
Never regret anything,
Because at one point, it was exactly what you wanted.

Sometimes dreams are the only thing that keeps us alive ☆

Thursday, November 19, 2009

RE: THIS AIN'T A BITCH FIT.

I can't believe Faizal Isa went out. I mean, I know he can't sing and he's not even near hot, but he has the charm okay. I have no idea what that bloody (not literally) Charles 'Stitch' Wong is still doing in the competition. He should have been out during the auditions! I swear, if Sezairi doesn't win, and that Stitch dude does and becomes our next Singapore Idol, I'm migrating to India.
I stayed up till 2 last night to catch the Singapore-Thailand match, already expecting Singapore to lose, yet they shocked me shitless. WE ACTUALLY WON, PEOPLE! :D 1-Nil. Gosh, I really need to stop underestimating my country.
I love Ikea. I love Ikea boxes. I love Ikea ice-cream. I love Ikea children section. I love Ikea shuttle bus service. I love Ikea giant containers which are filled with thousands of Bobs. I love Ikea yellow bags. I f'ing love Ikea.
I hate how empty trainings are, with Percy in Taiwan, Nicole and Jie Wei in Malaysia and that girl just beong a complete bitch. Hello, working hard, here?
I need to stop eating fast food. I have ate Macs 3 times, KFC twice, LJS once, in a span of 3 days. If this pursues, I doubt I'll be able to Jump anymore. Which reminds me, Mr Seem is so funny. After training, I decided to be nice and sweep the sand back into the jump pit. Mr Seem was pleased, but after watching me sweep for a few minutes, he suddenly yelled. "NO, YOU'RE SWEEPING IT WRONGLY!" Huh, I was just trying to be nice! & then he proceeded to take the broom away from me and show me the correct way of sweeping whilst telling me how I won't be a good mother when I grow up.
One month of holidays is almost gone, and I haven't even touched a single piece of holiday homework. I feel pathetic. Starting from 7th December, after I come back from Australia, I'm gonna be the most regular and bestest Macs customer, eating and doing my work diligently.
I can't believe I'm shifting house in 3 days. There's still stuff under my bed.
I am going motherfucking insane thinking about it.

I know I don't make sense. I know I'm completely stressed out. I know I'm going delusional. I know I sound like a bitch. I know I'm losing in this stupid battle which I wasn't even prepared for.

I need therapy.

(Oh look, it came! In the form of Eliqah and Farhain submerging me into Town's city lights, running away from reality)