December 3rd, 2009

Rated M18.

To sneak in you’ll need…
1. Someone who is actually 18.
2. A nice box-office person thingy.
3. A nice ticket taker.

Now, if you get a terrible box-office person thingy who asks for the rest of your friends identification card or whatsoever, you tell him/her that your friends are somewhere else.

If he/she sells you the ticket, awesome.

BUT! If he/she sells you the ticket, writes a “NO REFUND” behind each of the ticket and uses an orange highlighter to highlight the “M18” on the movie ticket, you might need more items like…

1. Tissue
2. Isopropyl Alcohol. (The lesser the concentration, the better since you do not want the printed words to get rubbed away with the highlighter colour and stuff)


You can just get a friend to rub the highlighter off the tickets and fold them so the ticket taker doesn’t see the blue, ugly handwriting and doubled underlined “NO REFUND” behind the tickets.

On to the second part.
Entering the theater itself.

1. Act old.
Give a stupid gangster face if you must (especially if you are under 18)

2. Hide every single card/item that holds evidence against you.
Meaning, anything that has your birthday on it goes into your underwear or where-so-ever.

3. If there is a bouncer staring at you, stare back for a little while and turn away. Of course, remember to show your stupid “I don’t care if you are big and scary” look.

4. If the ticket taker does stop you and asks for your identification card and stuff, say that you didn’t bring it.

5. If he/she asks for your ez-link card/bus pass/whatever you use to take the bus or train with, say that you walk to school everyday or that your parents drive you around all day long.

6. If the person hesitate, say that you are in whatever grade that a normal 18 year old should be in.

Now, if you STILL do not get through, you complain. Kick up a fuss, make some noise, do whatever you need to do.

The end.

Now, I promise that I will not touch another M18 movie till I actually TURN 18.
I will not care if some hot Korean actor is in that m18 movie. (RAIN!! ; – ; )


Let’s just watch it online. Pfft.

November 28th, 2009

I finally went boarded the Singapore Flyer.

Night sky in Singapore is beautiful. Now, if only there were some stars and even lesser people in the capsule, it would be perfect c;

New moon was awesome.
“MARRY ME BELLA” says Edward. I squeaked.

Jacob with hot body and all, squeaked again.

Cheesy lines, I laughed.

In conclusion, I’m waiting for Eclipse, which should open next year and yes, I’m still noisy in cinemas.


Have to resist temptations.

Never bother a girl listening to her iPod. She wants to be alone, not bothered. She’s in her own world, where the only thing going through her head is music. A world where worries don’t exist. She’s tuning the whole “real” world out.

That applies to me.

Everyone says that love hurts, but that’s not true. Loneliness hurts. rejection hurts. losing someone hurts. Envy hurts. Everyone gets these things confused with love, but in reality, love is the only thing in this world that covers up all the pain and makes someone feel wonderful again.

And I agree with that.

And it is 12.16am.

I think I have been sleepy for the past 3 hours or so but never once felt like leaving the computer…

Oh wells.

October 28th, 2009

I got a B for chem.
Surprise surprise.

And I have decided not to do the Maths reflection journal. (What kind of reflection would you want me to give for maths anyway?)

Some kind of banana question > _ >

Oh and brave mommy caught the roach * o *

Both me and my sister (Okay, my sister and I) were like shouting for her when we saw it. After she killed it, she asked if that was a million dollars, will we still shout for her.

Mommy is the best!

October 24th, 2009

There is a flying roach in the study room.

I panicked and called my mom.

Me : Mo-mom?
Mom : Hello, what’s wrong?
Me: Where are you?
Mom : I’m at ION, eating. (ION is this huge, expensive, but pretty shopping mall that has SOME affordable good food)
Me : Oh, cause there’s a flying roach in the room
Mom : Oh
Me : So what do I do? -insert whining here-
Mom : Kill it?
Me : But it flies! -insert face of shock-
Mom : Well then what do you want me to do?
Me : …
-changes topic-
But how did it get in the study room?
Mom : It flew in?
-after processing it for 2 seconds-
Me : But we are on the NINTH floor!
Mom : Oh, you’ll be surprise.
-I had a wtf moment here. Like seriously-

You don’t have to know the rest of the convo cause it is boring.

So, with a rolled up newspaper on one hand and a can of baygon on the other, I approached the roach and…

Freaked out…

A few times.

> _ >
< _ <

And when I finally decide to kill it, dear Mr roach decided to fly which caused a high pitched scream. Of course, running and grabbing my school lappy included.

Oh and the current situation is that I do not know where the roach is.


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