.my personal brand of heroin.

Mama Do

OHMYGOD why hasn't Nadia updated her blog???

I think that's more like Kenny's I-just-saw-boobs-face.

But i haven't been updating because
- i cant be bothered to
- cant be bothered to use proper punctuation either
- asyik main l4d
- my dad implemented this new crazy rule of max 2 hours on the comp so we won't develop eye problems, hunched backs and arthritis. seriously.
- busy with installation stuff
- prefer to answer weird questions through video call. nyehehehe especially one in particular

but i miss blogging. this dry spell wont stretch on too long, i promise.

unless i dl garena.

or find a very preferable topic to discuss with certain people online

Ta. Na.

overdosed at:
7:01 AM

.so addicted to you.

Family Guy

Just came back from Hari Keluarga. Sucky lah. Stupid school untung banyak and don't let clubs organize games.

Didn't do much, drank alot, walked alot, explore the dumb haunted house, played guitar hero and Tap Tap Revenge.

Gotta go. Buh byes
Nuh dee uh

overdosed at:
1:22 AM

.so addicted to you.

Starstrukk

Push it baby, push it baby outta control. I got my gun cocked and I'm ready to blow

3-Oh!-3 at it again! Haha...

Yung was at my class the other day in her Scouts uniform. No, not a tiny kinky one for role playing (I wish!), a real Scouts uni. With a whistle. Which I like to try to steal. But she never surrenders it. So I asked her if it was the same as the RELA whistle, which is as weak as coffee shop kopi kononnya "kao". Said whistle is so soft that they have to yell, "WHISTLE!" instead. Here's Yolanda's response.

Yung: I dunno. Maybe they never blow hard enough.
Me: *sputters*
Yung: When I blow, the whole school can hear.
Me: *chokes on own spit*

That reminds me! Yungggie yung yung is new spokestudent for Papermate! See her face on the packaging! Have you ever seen such radiance, such euphoria, such giddy happiness- all because of a pen? Go buy papermate and you'll see! (see so good i'm advertising)

Heh. Tomorrow is Hari Keluarga. It used to be fun, now it's just "fan". My class is selling pizza and coke. Non-sniffable. Which just takes all the fun out of everything. The school has standardized the price for everything, so a slice of pizza is RM4 and a cup of coke is RM3.

Between coke and Ice-blended for RM3, which do you think is your money's worth?

Odds are on ice blended.

So sien la. Why is form 4 so sien? Everyday tuition tuition tuition school school school sleep sleep not enough sleep. I'm freakin' out of my mind here. I used to be super-de-duper semangat-ed and looked forward to go to school, but now I sleep through classes, leave my homework in the desk and can hardly drag myself out of bed in the morning.

That can't be good.

Hope my results don't drop hope I don't fail my addmath hope I'll actually start my Physics work one day hope moral rejected as core subject hope sejarah will just go and die

Hungry lah.

Tomorrow barbiekeww at my house! Those who can't make it especially the Talent Quest Crew (SHERMUNSHERMUNSHERMUN YEWMINGYEWMINGYEWMING ZHIYINGZHIYINGZHIYING YUNGCHIENYUNGCHIENYUNGCHIEN) and the rest who booked a whole table for makan malam PHANITPHANITPHANIT, have family functions to attend CHAIBRACHAIBRA or are sick NATNATNAT: please go ahead and feel guilty. You talent quest people! I am sad and hurt. You guys chose a female-dancer-less talent show over me! That's bull! I hate you!

But other than that, sweet dreams. :)
Love, nadia.
P.S: sheesh. and some people call me temperamental.

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9:04 AM

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For You, I Will

Wah. Who made this arh? Hehehe.... Bangga doh, it's all over school and Facebook and probably someother places in cyberspace.

Because I was a good girl and got good grades this mid term, daddy decided to splurge on his little girl who had nothing to wear to IU! (though "nothing" is a relatively nice thing to wear when you're, say, cooking sausages, God invented those fig leaves for a reason.)

Almost went with this one, but can see through punye... XD So many of these sort of SS pics in my phone now... And zy had the nerve to say, "How hard is it to find a dress???"

In the end I went with this for less than RM50. I like it so much, I want to wear it everywhere, everytime. Even pasar malam. Even coffee shop. Even while bathing. ~~Even while having se~~ nevermind.

You would have thought that this was an update. Not quite. Punk'd!

Love, nadia. xoxo

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6:53 AM

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Under There! Under Where? I Just Made You Say Underwear!

Remember when I said I thought that writing about Homer Simpson in an English essay might not have been the best idea?

Life likes to prove me wrong.

I got full marks AND praise for that!!! 93 for english! All I can say is HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

I find this so purely and utterly and downright and just SO SO soooooooo ENTERTAINING! Hit me with a shovel, slap me with a meatball sub, shoot me with a banana catapult for all I care!

Yeah, this is actually an old edited post... Today I went for Seafield's IU Day... It was pretty okay, alot of good performers and OMG KRISPY KREME DONUTS! Phanit is dumb. What has this got to do with anything? Why, everything, of course.

I had loads to blog about. Open Day, Interact stuffs... Now either I'm too lazy or I've forgotten most of it. Take your pick.

Off to resume my video call date with my bumbum
Ta. Na. Ha that's a new one.

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9:35 AM

.so addicted to you.

Are You Doing Okay?

Devastating news! Joanne has officially abandoned her blog! D: Where am I going to go to read about bra fights and cabbage-sapiens? Or catch up on the latest puns of my name? Shockhorrordisaster! Well, my only solace is knowing that I can always click the link if I ever want to read about penises and moms in the same post as well as see an eye-searing picture of a hairy-chested man plus Christopher Walken who watches you pee.

Penis.

That, too.

Funny. She used "Bob", if I recall correctly. VERY INSIDE JOKE

Ah. Let us now rejoice away our sorrows, everybody! The notorious forest flasher Winnie The Pooh and his gang of serial rapists have been locked away for good!

At the staircase landing of Yung Chien's house. OMG She keeps them as her pets and uses them for personal gain against people! Hahahha No wonder got VP for pengakap lah, mayyybe soon to be without the V... OOPS did I let something slip? ;D

Anyway, these pics including the incarceration of the yellow-bellied schmuck, were taken on our Green Ribbon Project Run. Especially fun for Yew Ming. And newspaper man Ah Soon. And gears and handbrakes. Not so inside joke.

We only played after getting our work done, like the responsible interactors we are.

Maybe not so responsible. We dropped our permission letter somewhere and this Indian dude(according to Ping who get a gist of people's character just by looking at their car) gave us hell for it before drivng off and leaving us in dust and downturned mouths. Damn embarassing.

On a lighter nte, here's a picture incorperating Ajay, plastic, springs, a suggestively-placed hand and an even more suggestive smile, all in one frame!

HAHA

Ok, now for Pembukaan Rasmi Kedai Kopi Pak Cik Ajay!

Ten ten ten ten tennnn!

I was so freaked, I felt the need of mass suicide.

And Gee felt the need to molest Ping.

While I survived my suicide and covered my ears to block out Ping's cries of ecstasy.

Oh, this is just too much fun.

Corntos. Nadia.

overdosed at:
9:16 AM

.so addicted to you.

Ctrl+Alt+Delete

My humble apologies for the dead blog. My computer is leading the Rise of The Machines against humankind. For no particular reason, it chooses to restart spontaneously without any warning at all. It can range from leasing a good 20 minutes without disruptions to restarting in the process of it restarting. How retarded is that?? I think I might send it to ZZ to reformat.

EDIT started this post a while into the hols. sent my comp to repair and is now well again. i missed you, big black cuboid!

Anyways for the past few days I was at Campzilla in school. I've never camped in school before, so I guess the only difference is that you know your way around and despite what most say, the toilets are better. Hey, in Year 6 the camp toilet had no door, okay! We had to bathe with our clothes on! XP This time I used the teacher's beautiful toilet, occasionally joined by the guys (don't get any ideas! This time the toilet had doors!) because apparently the men teachers' toilet has only one stall.

Besides that, I also learned a few things at camp.

- Miracles DO happen, when only around 2 F4s were put into each group, suddenly Sher Mun, Phanit and I ended up together.
- Phanit is yoga master Level 1000
- Lu Quan is fitness master Level 1000000
- My mother should not have named me Nadia
- NEVER name your team something like Haven't Name Yet? because you can't rhyme it in a team cheer and your team flag which consists of a huge smiley face and many question marks will get you branded as retards.
- Threesomes also work for Captainball!
- Kapten Bawl is funnn
- Kabba-catch makes us all look like chanting cult members trying to recruit a flag.
- Everyone should be prepared like Sher Mun and bring air beds, Harry Potter books, bedsheets and pillows to camp. Then you can call camp time "Paradise"
- All guys must "invest" in at least one girl during camp. Best way to attract them is to have an air bed.
- You can work out your abs with an air bed and someone's head on your stomach! Good work, zy!
- Sexy leg competition (judge= me!) to be continued next year, finalists Zhiying and Sher Mun.
- Any free time passing by the guys' dorm, you'll see at least four shirtless guys lying spread-eagle on an air bed in the middle of the class.
- Phanit is hereby qualified to be a gay ballroom dance instructor.
- Crickets are ugly.
- If you wish aloud that the next game station be a watermelon-eating competition, you will jinx your team into having to drink blended veggies.
- Unpeeled bittergourd, lime and celery blended together are both solid and liquid at room temperature. And it tastes WAH LIAU THE BEST THING I'VE EVER EATEN AND DRUNK AT THE SAME TIME LIKE FUUUUYOU!
- Sliding down the Death Hill near Flora on a cardboard gives you butt bruises.
- For zhiying, sliding down the Death Hill near Flora on a cardboard tests the law of inertia and gives him monster scratches on his legs.
- Phaik Yan aka Injury Girl is like Sher Mun... so cute! but no brains.
- Before you present you sketch, prepare a paper with block letters, "TECHNICAL DIFFICULTIES" in case anything goes wrong.
- You can indeed blow people's minds to itty bitty peices with an unexpected stunt at the end of your sketch, mixed with weird silat poses.
- While full-body rolling across a hot basketball court, calling out encouragements like, "Nadia! Got ice cream at the end! Faster!" and "No! Got hot guy waiting at the end! Faster!" and "No! Got hot guy holding ice cream!! Faster!!!" and finally "IDIOT if hot guy holding ice cream then ice cream melt la dumb!" will NOT make me roll any faster, on the other hand I'll just stop and laugh.
- Form 3 boy up to my chin can piggy back me from makmal all the way to block B. ZOMG
- RELA whistle is useless whistle. They have to yell, "WHISTLE!" for us to gather.
- Andy's map for Blind Man's trail takes us from Thailand to China to Hong Kong to Paris to Pokemon World to Digimon World!!!
- Tell a scary story during campfire night about every classroom corner being occupied by a ghost boy squatting and staring at people (to which phanit said very loudly, ruining the spooky atmosphere, "That guy never do homework lah!") and all guys will shift their sleeping bags closer to the middle of class.
- Never EVER give Sher Mun your torch light, especially if it has a string attatched to it.
- People do pumping during OBH.
- There is never enough water.
- Torchlights, one wrapped in a red plastic bag and strapped to a ceiling fan at speed 1, provide awesome dancefloor technicolour.
- Don't be kind and prepare Sher Mun's table setting before he arrives for mealtime. He'll get the only chicken drumstick.
- Phanit falls "gracefully".
- Camp is a fancy word for All-Guys!-Let's-Get-Topless-For-Three-Days!
- Teletubbies defeated Power Rangers by showing them nipple-tuned porn on their television-bellies.

They always say camp is a learning experience. ;D

Finally! Post done!
Night. Nadia xoxo

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1:28 AM

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Keris Tulan

America made the wrong choice!

No, I'm not talking about Obama. The whole unjust situation with Kris I-Wear-Panties Allen, American Idol of 2009! Boo!

I'm not against Kris Allen. Really. I liked his performances Ain't No Sunshine and especially Heartless. But he is a regular guy with a regular voice who had multiple strokes of luck, and according to some, he's cute.

Well, he's not an eyesore or anything, but definitely not cute.

You see, Kris is like.... nasi impit. The white stuff folded in ketupat, an all-round favourite for everybody. It's pleasing to the eye, and plain, white and clean. Tastes okay, once in a while if you haven't eaten it for some time, it tastes superb. But then again, too much of it and you get seriously bored. Like. Borrrred.

ADAM LAMBERT, on the other hand. He is like the best satay in town with a variety of sauces, spicy, sweet, boiling hot, but never bland. One look at it and you're practically salivating. I mean, it's the main course, when you go to eat, you order satay, not nasi impit. Nasi impit is just.... there. Most of the time, it's in the way as well! When you try to reach for the satay, nasi impit blocking the darn stick. When you hear that someone ordered satay, you go like "Fuaaahhhh satayy! "*droools* and you never think about nasi impit. When the dish arrives with those little white cubes at the side, you just think, "Oh. Right. That."

My point is. Guyliner over guy next door.

People's reactions to Adam are normally something like... "But he's GAY!!!"

Hello? That's the best part!

I don't get the whole, "One married, one gay! WTF!" Hey, it's not like if you support one of them, you're going to spend all eternity of your love life with him, right? But that's over now...

No matter. Still lovieee Lamby at there's nothing you can do about it! Awesome performances every fugging week, Tracks of My Tears, Mad World, Play That Funky Music, Feeling Good... ZOMG his collaboration with Kiss and Queen! @.@ And he definitely owns the new Idol song, No Boundaries. Sure, he screams, he wails, he wags that tongue (much like Gene Simmons). I can't get enough of it. Nobodyyyy can deny his amazing-woah-ah-ah-ah vocals, style and showmanship. I also feel the need to express my affection for his python-skin boots, stylo-mylo coat and GUYLINER! I need lessons!

It's a shame he didn't win.The world is not ready for Adam's Awesomesauce. But it's not the end, I'm sure. Just for the record,though, my favourite idol of all time is still

DAVID COOK

fangirl mode! OMGOMGOMFG DID YOU SEE DID YOU SEE??? His song, Permanent, during the results finale! :O :O :O *swoons*

David Cook trumps David Archuleta any day! I just realised that most Archie fans are so gag-me-with-a-spoon crazy over Allen. S'pose it's just a like for little boys.

I want satay.

Lambie, nadia. xoxo

overdosed at:
9:07 AM

.so addicted to you.

Mmm... Flatulence.

Oh man. You know how many times after each exam, no matter monthly or per term, we say something along the lines of "I'll never put revising to the last minute ever again!"

That, my friend, is pure bullshit in a pile of crap communicating with a puddle of vomit by farting while having a nose-poo-ball war.

In other words, it's a lie.

I guess by my fragrant vocabulary, you would have figured by now that the horror of exam week has indeed dawned upon us, all beginning with Chemistry.

I hate Chemistry. It's not even cool to say, "I'm Bond. Covalent Bond."

Followed by BM.

I don't mean to be racist or anti-patriotic (unlike Othman in Bukit Kepong hohoho), but the Malay Language is a stupid language. And I'm not saying this just because the paper was challenging, I've been saying this ever since Primary 1. But back then I called it a "dumb" language because I'm not allowed to say stupid.

Physics wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Helping Yummy Mummy gave my kar-ma V-power pertol and it zoomed back to me 10 minutes later; some of the questions we discussed came out in the objective paper.

Literature+ Summary+Comprehension. Pudding.

Today, I faced the Additional Mathematics paper. Before I proceed, it's recollection time.

During Add Math tuition
zy me
Eh... I feel like... The days are passing by so...
?
So...
??
Slowly.... no, no not slowly... It's like just so...
Meaningless?
Yeah! Yeah... You know... I just feel like... Killing myself.

I laughed then.
I now have the same feeling.
I grasped the Law of Log. Not an easy feat.
I snacked regularly on indices.
I practised all functions. Composite, inverse, single, you name it.
I studied my graphs.
I knew the formulae for straight lines, distances and midpoints.
I absorbed quadratic equations like a Kotex. Yes, Kotex.

I still feel like stepping off a very, very, very tall building. Pn Jeeva hates us. She hates us all. I not-so-secretly blame Vice Ming.

I thought it was just me and my dumb no-brainer moment during the paper, annoyingly persistent in times like these, but EVERYBODY I asked either
-stuck a makeshift hand gun to their head and blew imaginary brain matter into my face
-wailed
-screamed
-shook me hard
-wailed and screamed and shook me hard
-got that vacant, glassy-eyed stare and walked right through me
or in Bra's case, said, "See my tie? Now it's a noose!"

The only thing stopping me from committing suicide there and then was a lovely English paper at the end of the day. Which begs the prompt, the less I blog, the less practice I get in writing, I just realised how rusty I was today... Blogging=Good=blog more=online more! For a freaking 50 marks essay, I wrote considerably little because of poor time management. The question I chose was if I could be anyone, who would I choose?

Dude. I like. So totally chose. Homer Simpson.

Really.

Halfway through it, I thought, "Maybe this wasn't such a great idea after all..." but it was too late to turn back. Hahaha... to me, the other questions seemed pretty boring, so I chose that one and narrowed down my choices to Oprah Winfrey, Gil Grissom, Hiro Nakamura, and of course, Homey. I still don't know what possessed me to pick him.

So basically, the desire to know how my essay turned out is keeping me alive. But by the time I receive my results, I would have changed my mind about the whole killing-myself-thing. Like I always do. So don't count on going all "There's Been A Death In The Opposite House" on me.

Ka-bang, ska-doosh. Nadia

overdosed at:
8:06 AM

.so addicted to you.

Don't You Know That We're All Alone Now, Give Me Something To Sing About

Oooh. *cringes* Dead blog.

Exams coming up. I should be worried.

Night.
Nadia xoxo

overdosed at:
8:58 AM

.so addicted to you.

Mommy, Where Do Babies Come From?

I want donut.

Today was Hari Anugerah Cemerlang! I went to collect my cert for 7 A's. Because some other losers grabbed the English prize ^@%$#@%$#@!!!

Technically, I went to school to sit and wait for 20 years, grow a beard (which can easily rival joanne's gritty stubble which goes right up her nostrils and merges with her nose hair), watch people embarrass themselves on stage, draw stuff, ss, then finally walk onto stage, bow, smile for camera, and walk off the stage without tripping over oxygen.

Yeah, that stuff is pretty darn annoying at times.

The hall has a new mural! I think it's cool, very Icarus/Dedalus.

FWOOOOOSH I believe I can flyyy *does shermun's dimple pointing actions for the song*

Behold! 8th Dan Kung fu Master and acrobatics extraordinaire! He's fast! He's nimble! He's cunning! He's devious! He's.... BRA KUT TEH!

deh deh dehhh! He survives on others' pain, he can wear his pants two legs at a time, he can kill with a glare, he can make shurikens out of Honey Stars! He does not sleep, he waits!

And most of all... HE CAN DIVIDE BY ZERO! All hail Bra Kut Teh!

Already he's got a cutesy fangirl!

Look at this! On a teacher's salary??? No way... Some illegal trading, I would assume.

Reminds me of the cream in the centre of that donut above.

After taking my cert, I ate it and proceeded to devour the next thing in sight.

A VEGETARIAN! yegawdz

Me spilling Vice President Yew Ming's plans to assassinate President Zhiying.

On a totally different matter, my little minions, (hoho mini onions)

Diamonds are no longer a girl's best friend.

I mean, they don't prove useful in time of need (unless it's a stick up you're dealing with), and they don't promote feminine hygiene. They are just pretty, not functional. Like Paris Hilton.

Pads are your real friends. Caring, reassuring. They don't mind if you stick them in the most awkward places. They soak up your troubles and make you feel more confident, are always there for you, thick or thin (type hahaha).

Best of all. They're disposable.

Thank you everybody, goodnight. xoxo

overdosed at:
8:19 AM

.so addicted to you.

Love Is Gone

Last Monday was Interview for nominees... Felt the fear indeed!

Ajay looks freeeeaky when he's nervous! I have no idea how the picture became like that...

I so nervous la see my nervous face

Ping definitely kept her cool...

Won't say too much about the interview. So I can torture juniors next year hohoho... All I have to say is

1. I memorized the song and pledge but they just HAD to ask me something other than those.
2. The seniors are scary when they're serious. Especially Lu Quan! :(((( *sniffs*
3. A FREAKING AEROPLANE PASSED WHILE I WAS TALKING *shoots pilot* Ruined my coolness effect lah had to stop for a while!

4 days later, results to be announced... Talk about FEEL THE FEAR!!! I interviewed for the post of Editor-in-Chief, my junior post was Asst. Secretary, and they asked me why not President. Kan cheong anot I ask you. Don't know what post you get, if you're on the BOD also. I just remember I kept thinking to myself

I'LL DIE IF THEY GIVE ME TREASURER.

Anyway after cringing in anxiety for the whole day, the seniors thought it was very funny to keep the suspense going just a little longer by playing games and making other announcements. Attendance was more than we've had in a looong time, people showed up to see the results.

Just something I did to calm my nerves in the morning.

From there, everything was very American Idol... People were drumrolling and making jengjengjeng sound effects (except Bra who made weird out-of-place diddly noises) and there was even the famous "Dim the lights!". But the lights weren't on. -_____- So we switched them on and off again like the professional people we are.

Wah seh luckily my post was announced early or I would have keeled over and choked on ~~asparagus~~ suspense! I made Editor wooohooooo~! And Ppppping is my Subeditor! As in Soo-bed-ee-tor, a close relative of Pn Subbu! Lmao

President: Lim Zhiying
Vice President: Leong Yew Ming
Secretary: Geraldine Tong
Asst. Secretary: Sara
Treasurer: Natalie Yong
Asst. Treasurer: Shamenee
Club Serv. Dir.: Liew Sher Mun
Asst. Club Serv. Dir.: Yuvan
Community Serv. Dir.: Rachel Priya
Asst. Comm. Serv. Dir.: Eniza
I.U. Director: Phanit Suvanmani
Asst. I.U. Director: Melanie
Funding Director: Sarah Ding
Asst Funding Director: Lisa Chan
Editor-in-Chief: Nadia Hong
Subeditor: Lim Hwee Ping
Sergeant-at-Arms: Eric Chong

Most of the posts were as I suspected (damn should have placed bets) and here are some pics swiped off Sarah's blog heehee

Happy happy BOD 2009/2010

Not so happy happy future president before sucking his stinky prunes.

It's a presidential tradition, by the way. Not just cause we're totally sicko and disgusting-o.

Damn happy. But damn scared. No idea what to do leh... Secretary was like a piece of cake. That includes eating it. Hahah. Guess that's the fun part, where we get to FEEL THE FEAR once again!

Toodles, nadia. xoxo

overdosed at:
7:23 AM

.so addicted to you.

Sports Day 2009

Sports Day + Interact = Selling things. With Mr Sun spewing his nice vitamin D in our faces to create a fuzzy lukewarm feeling on our backs while the cool breeze caresses our faces to the point of utmost jubilance.

NOT. SO UBER FUGGADILLING HOT LA I TELL YOU.

Even Kenny had to resort to his feminine side to escape the heat.

Sexxxay legs.

I cool down in wrong ways.

Slllllrp

Don't get any ideas.

I present to you.... THE COOLEST HANDMADE OVERNIGHT INVENTION EVER!

Is it not awesomesauce?

I probably think it's so cool due to the amazing fact that someone like Phanit can think of something like that.

Joking la.

But I'm still a Malaysian, which means I am jakun. Do I look pro or do I look pro?

Jebat sucks! Wahahaha.... Oh did anyone see that suicidal maid near MPSJ that day? I think maybe she was a Tuah supporter... XD

Random pics time...

Sher Mun! Today he told me he's bringing 10 girls to prom, so all of them would have to go through the door sideways =____=

Curi tulang! And Kenny's ~~hairy~~ sexy legs again.

What I love more than ruining people's days is ruining their otherwise perfect pictures.

Went McD later and had Happy Meal! Came with free toy of cartoon series, but I can't remember their names already. Was it something like Bluesquort and Billy? Anyway I didn't want it, McD toys getting lousier. Last time got things that can fly, contain french fries, produce fresh milk, double as a self-defence weapon, and call China. At the same time.

Yah the point is I asked Sher Mun to give it to his adorable twin brothers but I don't think he did...

All in all, good Sports Day though I got considerably blacker after that.

Moral of the story! Which has nothing to do with whatever I've mentioned above. Don't wait too long to blog about something or you'll forget everything. I hate myself. And blogger too.

Lovies, nadia. xoxo

overdosed at:
7:49 AM

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Taggard.

Tagged by Jeraldyne. HOHO she's gonna pound me good

Three Things That I Love
1. Lameness + Laughing
2. Music
3. The sky

Three People Who Make Me Laugh :
1. J (no longer G *chortle*)
2. Sam
3. Brandon

Three Things I Hate :
1. Inconsideration
2. Bad English. (not the band)
3. Pervs

Three Things I Don't Understand :
1. Add Math
2. Chemistry
3. Joanne

Three Things I'm Doing Right Now :
1. ~~Masturbating~~ Video-calling
2. ~~Masturbating while video-calling~~ Dreaming
3. ~~Dreaming about masturbating while video-calling~~ Being Horny Nadia.*penispenispenispenis*

Three Things I Want To Do Before I Die :
1. Sam
2. Ping
3. Sam and Ping

1. TRAVEL
2. See real snow.
3. Look hot.

Three Things I Can Do :
1. Sam
2. Ping
3. Sam and Ping

1. not sing
2. not a backflip
3. build a lame empire. or N-pire HAHA

Three ways To Describe My Personality :
1. Temperamental.
2. Just mental.
3. ~~FREAKIN GAY~~ what-you-see-is-NOT-what-you-get

Three Things I Can't Do :
1. hoo boy. sing. and backflip.
2. STRATEGY GAMES
3. coordinate. my limbs. and the math.

Three Persons I Want To Tag :
1. Nat
2. Tagman
3. you!

overdosed at:
8:43 AM

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Do The Hellen Keller and Talk With Your Hips

I am in the middle of a heated underwear war. Of bras, lace, and the sort. With who? The Magical Fireman, Joey, of course. Though obviously don't count on her to save your life in case of a fire, God knows how many puns or dirty anecdotes she can think up in any situation, even a life-threatening one. You'd be like, choking for help in the corner, and instead, she'd be choking with laughter about the new Spanish recruit.

"Has anyone seen Josē? I sure haven't, but why don't you try Hose B?"

*guffaw*

We are all oven-roasted ~~like Kenny Rogers chicken, no preservaties added~~ into smithereens.

Right. Apparently the underwire of my left boob fell out and staked two hundred people to death in west Uganda. And my sizeable cups can be used as rain-collecters. You know. Just in case of a drought.

Pah! You think you can defeat me and frolick away in your lacy diaphanous Frenchies? You thought wrong!

*gives you atomic wedgie*
*stuffs granny panties into your mouth*
*catapults you off an elastic training bra all the way to Zimbabwe*

I am recruiting an army of pantyhose in case of her return.

Wait. No. I am NOT recruiting an army of pantyhose! Neither am I selling girdles to underground dealers in exchange for extra cup padding!

Haw haw. She'll never figure my plan now.

Oh I wasn't done laughing at you, Jo, for sending what, RM10?, to "some plumber in Segamat".

*points and laughs*

Love, nadia. xoxo

overdosed at:
2:17 AM

.so addicted to you.

Shades of Grey

like. wtfh.

I typed a reasonable amount right here and now it's all gone thanks to my shitty computer and its good friend Laggy Lagerson.

I think I'll just go to sleep. It might be more entertaining. Wait, what am I talking about? It always is.

nite.

overdosed at:
8:53 AM

.so addicted to you.

Let Me Count The Ways

I let them hold me, but it's never the same.
I let them take my hand, but mine could only fit yours.
I lean on them, but it doesn't feel right.
Yet all the time, I'm imagining it's you.

Ill an emo, that's what I am now. School's cancelled for tomorrow, but that's not much of a difference since they're pushing it to next week. I can't say this enough: If you bloody bastards want to have a holiday, just give us the damn holiday! Watafaak with the replacements and nobody comes anyway.

School. Uneventful and pointless already. Quite lonely at times in class; I so need more friends especially girls! :(

I'm not a fan of emo posts, don't like to read them, don't like to make them. I prefer not to wallow in self pity when there are bigger and more realistic problems out in the world. That's why I don't go overboard with emo postings, as in putting up my real feelings plus the cause and effects, blahblah. From what I recall from reading my previous postings, it's usually some odd personification with metaphorical crappette (that's fancy crap!) so as to hint a "maksud tersirat". Or was it tersurat? Stupid language.

Anyway.

For every emo post I write, or even every emo moment I have, I tell myself to get a grip, wake up, and realise that life could be alot worse, I could have cancer, I could be an orphan, I could be poor and starving. Problems certainly are problems, but to a defined extent, unlike people who are so fugging determined to prove that their life is suckier than yours.

Suckier than thou.

Yeah, well, I've never been the heart-on-sleeve type, I keep most things to myself because if I were a different person and had to listen to me whining, I'd roll my eyes skywards and give myself a swift kick in the arse, then tell the floored me to stop being a wussy. Some may say it's unhealthy to be so bottled up, but I find it easier to just fake a smile.

Emo post over. Me goes to play Barbie Dolls and make Ken rape her repeatedly then prance around in nothing but a feather boa, boasting his feat to other plastic ladies who need to buy friends.

Isn't Ken short for Kenny? omg.

Ciao. xoxo

overdosed at:
7:03 AM

.so addicted to you.

Gigahard

Because Interact SMKSU is cutting down on costs due to the economic breakdown, all meetings shall now be conducted by the side of the road. Please bring newspapers/ cardboard to sit on. Rest assured, it is breezy for half an hour 8am onwards. We can be closer to nature and play games where we guess what people had for dinner based on the smell from back drains. Also, we can house ants in our clothes and shoes, it's great to see our skin turn a pretty scarlet shade when the give us tender lovebites. See how hapy we are?

All smiles.

In case you haven't already noticed, that was a joke. Please don't quit the club or it's off with my head.

The real juice: Meeting this morning at Zhiying's place, and later his brother drove us to Thailand to be sold as slaves. But since we didn't bring our passports, he dropped us at the border and we had to smuggle the drug mule Sher Mun across.

The REAL-ER juice. (omg i just realised that sounds like RELA. is that what it actually means? that their badan beruniform is REAL-ER than any others?) Meeting this morning at Zhiying's place, and later his brother drove us to Bistro for lunch. Sherie wanted a telur rebus with his rice instead of a molten fried one, so he, equipped with fantastic hand-motions, told the guy, "Yang ball punya!". He still got a molten fried egg.

Hung around at 7-11 and looked at chocolate flavoured condoms (mmm my favourite), while Sherie told us that the "Out Of Order" sign on the Slurpee machine was actually a "test". Apparently, if you're brave enough to pull the dispenser, you'll get a free Slurpee.

What kind of name is Slurpee anyway? It's more suitable for a beer or whatever strong alcoholic drink. After one or two shots, you start to SLUR and have to PEE.

Great sales pitch, I say.

Mr Ajay Kumar Puri in Gee's sunnies, looking like the cool dude on his shirt. 'Sup with you and skull shirts, Ajay? Is it an attempt to look tough and menacing? You'll always look like an exceptionally furry Care Bear to me. :D

Went to Brumby's after, left YM, Gee, Rach and Eric, and thanks to a certain chocolate girl, lameness became the most abundant element in the universe. Seriously? Kaya puff for rich people only? Wth...

Me Gee Rach YM All
What's the most popular Bill?
Bill Gates?
No! Billabong!
LOL
So funny la, actually why did Bill Gates call it WINDOWS?
Haha, maybe he wanted curtains.
Huh? What you mean?
*still glaring at Gee* You know. Bill Gates. Invented Windows mah.
REALLY?
Yeah!!! Bill Gates! Microsoft Windows!
*blur face*
OH THAT WINDOWS! I thought you meant *points at Brumby's full length glass shop front*
XD
Next time I name my product Microhard lah.
... That sounds wrong on so many levels.
HAHAHAHAHAHA
I mean, if you say something like Gigasoft, I'd understand... but Microhard?
GIGAHARD!
Walao! LOL

It's always nice to end a post with a totally unexpected picture that catches you by surprise like a ninja initially cloaked by the darkness of night dropping soundlessly from the rain gutters behind you and giving you a swift nerve thwack in the neck which renders you paralyzed for the next 24 hours.

TA DAH

Leng Zhai Ming actually posed for me! I snapped it before he could change his mind. Yew Ming, I know you sometimes read this blog (being the stalking Pervy Pervuson you are), so HAHABOOSHUCKS to you! *blesses you with quadruplets*

I quote myself from a convo with Strajay, time for me to indulge in horny fantasies and other such innuendos. In other words, sleep.

Goodnight with a sprinkle of horniness. Nadia.

overdosed at:
7:32 AM

.so addicted to you.

Caesar. Aristotle. Confucius.

Proof that I am supposed to be typing out a very tedious table full of sejarah notes, but maybe I'll just ask a "Good Samaritan" for help, eh? Hah!

I wanted to blog very badly about something for the entire week, but now I've forgotten. It's been a pretty eventful week, so much drama (say in Marc from Ugly Betty way). Haih... I have to say, I can't believe that someone so sweet and trusted could turn so cynical and... urgh! It's plain mean, really.

On a lighter note, guess who embarassed herself in Physics tuition by being mean?

*jumps up and down with hand in the air* Me! Me! Me!... ~~God I hope I wore deodorant...~~

Mr ~~Duck~~ Quek was explaining Newton's third law (NO, it does not state that his first two laws are true), thus Newton's second law, then his first law, to apply in a structure question. So ma fan, right? I think that's when I said in what I THOUGHT was an inaudible whisper, "Newton's DEAD."

So. Like. Um. The whole class heard. *tomato face*

I hate tomatoes.

And Jonas Brothers.

And essence of chicken.

Tomato Essence Brothers. ZOMG

I forgot I uploaded a picture. So back to it, then, cheerio. Teehee.

Form 3 is a very free and easy year. I can conteng cardboard. Although I normally prefer eating cardboard (deep fried? ambrosia!), an empty canvas is always irresistible, even if it's just scribbling a dopey smiley face.

ARGH MOOGLES COMING FOR MY GRUE!

You didn't have to get that.

Further proof that Form 3s have it easy, even if we didn't realise it at the time. I was just reading Chaiie's blog, the reminiscing about those days... :-/

I still like this... Ah wait wasn't it in bum's wallet which he conveniently left in his pants which went into the washing machine?

dehdehdehhhh

XD Once again, I'm not mad! Could happen to anybody, me in particular :)

Oh yeah! Got meeting tomorrow! Nomination project... I wonder if we'll get the whole "bond" (NOT JAMES) thing with the juniors and be as close as we are now with them seniors? O.o

this is crap post just doing it so you people will shut up about me not blogging

Time for around 7 Earth Hours. Nite.
Nadia xoxo

overdosed at:
9:18 AM

.so addicted to you.

Mustard and Pickles

sorry
rawr! [stolenhearts93.blogspot] says:
said the ingore-er
Lil' S says:
...
fine
if u want it so bad
i'll be the ignorer
rawr! [stolenhearts93.blogspot] says:
FINE
*ignores you*
I AM IGNORING YOU
HOW YOU LIKE THAT
HAHA
NOOB
OR BOOB
HAHAHAHAHA
*still ignoring you*
DESPITE THESE CAPITAL WORDS
I AM IGNORING YOU
HA
EAT THAT!
WITH KETCHUP!
AND FRIES!
AND EXTRA MUSTARD!
AND... AND
UM
PICKLES!
NYAHAHAHA
I AM IGNORE-ER
YOU ARE IGNORE-D
...
like Initial D
Lil' S says:
i must say i am a way better ignorer than u

Right now, this is about all that keeps me going. Me loves me bum. :)

To all my fellow nonsense-lovers out there, chew on this!
Uncyclopedia

Toodles, nadia.

overdosed at:
2:44 AM

.so addicted to you.