A visit

I visited my piano just yesterday and it was like dusty mannnn... When i say visit i mean visit. hehe. cause it's at the bottom floor of my house n i really havent been down there for ages.. considering i've not touched my darlinggg piano for nearly a year already after looking at it i just had an urge of playing but didnt cause of the frigging evil dust bunnies(ok laaa. not thatttt dusty but it was quite dusty)... nvm, i'll ask someone to go polish it n all. To make it look brand new again. wheeee. then i'll go play. lalalala
shitts. i bet i'm rusty already. Probly forgot my chords also.. nvm, my ever so wonderful piano teacher always told me i had talents for instruments n i'll keep her word cause i noeee it. hahaha I'm not bragging ok. just felt like sharing. ahahahaha

seriously. I remember when i first had to take my exam.. i would practice like for real. but that was grade 3. so shitz la. that's nothing. The following year onwards, i never practised at home but yet, somehow when i went for lesson a week later, i'd somehow play better as tho i practised. Hehe, she'd go nagging me,

" i know you don't practice at home. that's why your mother and i make u stay here longer. But funnily ya, you actually get better by the week. "

hehe.. Not that i mind. It was fun being at her place, she being an old lady. she was bout late 50's already but still healthy n strong like a 40+ woman. She's the Man wei. hehe Sometimes she'd tell stories bout God and bout her daughter n her dog.. Then her husband, who's a pastor, would come home with his louddd voice and goes talking, joking around, making the before quiet house to a very lively place.

Sigh, i really miss her. I shall go visit her soon. She's this really sweet, loving, caring n jovial woman. She's like an angel that God sent to look over His children. Hmmm, it's not to late to give her a special Mother's day gift is it?


Barcelona vs Arsenal on at 2.30 a.m. Go sleep. hehe

edit:

Samuel Eto'o and Juliano Belletti scored two goals in six minutes Wednesday to help FC Barcelona beat 10-man Arsenal 2-1 to win the Champions League. Ahahhh

princess pei pei?

Hey all.

Firstly i'd like to say a gazillion thanks to everyone who wished me on my bday and thanks for the pressies. Me lovess all of you.

Secondly, Rachel Ng. I so do not like you anymore. hehe u evillll. Because of you I didnt watch MI3. Now we have to wait for another day. hehee.. I know what's going through ur mind now. tsk tsk. we need to go for a brain wash la. seriously..

Guess what. now i've got 4 blogs to blog in now. Including this one. This is soooo weird. The other 3 blogs are the cell group blogs.

Ok. Going back to my title; Princess pei pei?

Letsee, ppl last called me pei pei in form 4. And now ppl have started calling me (princess) pei pei aloootttt. My loveunashamed gals, some of my classmates aswell. Even my maths lecturer/class mentor calls me that. Feels so funny when i hear him say that . Started around February where he had to make a comment bout the princess pei pei from Shanghai Knights. Why me laa. There's another girl in my class named pei wen. why not her.. sheesh. i must be reallly naughty n noisy in class cause she's quiet... Eversince then, he calls me as pei pei. He's so used to the name that there was once when he took attendance he goes, Pei Ling? Pei Ling? Ohhh, rite it's you pei pei. like whattheheck. sheesh. hehe

Anywhos, going on..

Why is it that ppl never guess my age correctly. Esp this month when i'm literally 18 already. First, weng onn goes,

"Exams coming up? bla bla bla... you form 4 rite? No, then form 5? No? Oh college ah"

Luckily he was going to the toilet. If not i would have said that I felt like squishing the tomato juice out of him only. hehe. aishh. Then the other day, my dad's friend was in the car when he picked me up from college. He told my dad that i still have the baby face look. There there was many more similiar incidents like, you're 18 already ah? look like 15 or 16 only. Last year, a teacher who blooody hell knew i was form 5 accidently said i was form 3 to my frens class which i went to give something to someone. I was like,

"ye. saya budak PMR."

Ishhh. Ya know, i could always lie bout my age n get away with it easily.

Oh well, on a brighter note. We're moving to the new church building soooon! wheeee can't wait. The place looks/ feels so grand. hehe Next week saturday is Narrowstreet zone's turn to clean. So, after service, during cell time, we're all gonna go over to the new church n clean up the cafeteria/kitchen.

I wanna watch 2Fast2Furios: Tokyo Drift. The cars are so super chunted.

Chemistry test this coming thursday. It's gonna be the whole AS syllabus. Chapter 1 to 10. Dieeeee I've barely been studying.

Hmm, this has got to be my longest post yea. hehe.

Wee hours in the morning

It's 5 mins past 3 and i'm still up and awake. I can barely close my eyes. Literally. Tried to sleep earlier but ended up staring at the wall listening to the quiet sounds of the air/wind blowing out from the air conditioner. Tried doing Further maths work hoping it'd make me sleepy but shucks, it didn't work this time. Chucked away my books. To think my insomnia syndrom was going away.. well, it's back.
As I sit here typing away listening to an utterly sad song making me all emo(which i think will make me feel extra emo. Well, mondays are always emo) whilst watching my old stubborn manja dog sleeping away so peacefully like a pig. Oh how I envy her...

Oh well, on a brighter note, I felt obliged to share this with you ppl. Ok ok, I just wanted to get it out of my mind. That's why I'm writing this in the first place. Hahah. Just spare me :)

Long talks

Lately, there's been alot of conversations I've been having with one particular topic. Relationships. Be it family or friends. And they all came to one conclusion for me. No matter how well or how long they know me, I've been said to be a person with no worries and such. Always looking happy and carefree. Easy to click with and a social-lite. I somehow feel very very gay all the time. hehe. Been using the word alot lately, mainly cause of Eric aka Gayboy.

Sorry but i just had to promote your new name. ;) Neway, my gay is the happy gay.

Come to think of it, i'm just the kind who never liked sharing personal stuffs, struggles or just problems. I guess i'm the kind who's more independent. I don't look for help whether or not it would make things better or worse, but i solve them myself. Either that or i take all this troubles to be a light thing. I struggle sometimes, trying to take control of things and putting it to a stop. I feel it's better for me to get over with it as soon as possible. I don't let them get to me. I let go. So yea, that's my secret of me always being the happy me.
Then again, i don't have much problems. heheh, it's just petty stuffs. It's not like I'm one who always argue with my parents bout going out. I've got all the freedom I want. I mean that's the most common problem among my friends. I build good relationships with ppl.well, it applies only if we click and actually do build a relationship. With my family, i must say i'm one heck of a lucky kid. Parents who care and love and grounds simple usual "rules" yet gives lotsa freedom. I'm like the ultimate manja-est, loved, weird and random kid (so's my brother. Just runs in the fam I guess) I'm like so envied by many cause of that. My parents aren't exactly parents. They're a mixture of friends and parents. Ask any friend of mine that knows them. Oh how i loveee my life.

So basically, I live life as it is. What happens, happens, get over it. No point grumbling over it, letting it get to you when it's gonna make ur life more miserable. Everything happens for a reason. I'm hoping that convos like this stops popping out randomly. I'm getting sick of it.

Another reason why I never share and let go easily? It's cause i think to myself alot. From one thing to another and end up thinking of something else that has no relation whatsoever with what i began with in the first place. So on most occasions, usually bad ones, I end up losing track of what or where i started with or rather get lost with my other thoughts that wondered out along the way. And well, that's probly how i get over things easily and think of these stuffs as small problems. =)

whatever

Heck. I'm sorry if you think i've ditched and forgotten bout our friendship built during school years. I can't help it if i so happen to not be free when there's a lunch meeting or just a gathering or that i'm not online on MSN anymore. Not like i'm doing it on purpose. I have my reasons. Besides, i still message and talk to some of you now and then. So what if i'm in another college from most of you. Because of that you assume i've changed and accuse me of being a snob that has a new bunch of ppl to be with. Yes, i do have new friends but that doesn't mean i've forgotten you guys. Maybe you ppl are just being over sensitive. Well screw you and your sensitivity. I haven't changed one bit. It's just that you're stuck with the same bunch of ppl from primary or secondary till college. Don't blame me for not studying in the same college as most of you.

then again, sooner or later after hearing too much of all this crap i might start thinking the way you think.

Sigh. i'm in a lousy crappy mood. so mind me. and don't 'terasa' after reading this.

I'm back.

Yes. I'm finally back. I'm telling you, it's peer pressure. i'm only posting this post cause everyone's been asking " why never update your blog?" or " no more peer pressure to blog ah?" I tell you, you people are lifeless. reading my blog. lifeless ppl. Neway. i gotta stop crapping.

College so far, well, is ok. Semester exams on June 5th. Dammit, I'm missing E06 because i have trials.Like, what the crap??! The two weeks of hols made me brain dead. Literally. See how random I am.
Cell is going on fine. Saturdays are always good.

Oh yea, sorry girls, namely the love unashamed blog girls, that i haven't even link my blog there and not posting at all. hehe. I know you still love me.. ;)

Now for something more serious, i just suddenly thought of this.

I've just come to realize that being a police can be degrading. Why? Ever notice that while driving, you suddenly get honked over to the side as if some royalty or big shot person is coming. But alas, you come to see that it's just some random idiot who's getting married or maybe it was 2 or 3 bus loads of tourists that needs to hire police escorts to free the way for them. Disgraceful i thought. The police can be hired for a small sum just so that you can act like the road belongs to you. Expecting ppl to give priority to you who doesnt even deserve it.

It's like, "Oh i don't feel like being stuck in a jam. Maybe i'll just hire some police escorts. I'll reach home earlier that way and stress free." and on I go, happily dialing the police department making an appointment.

Sheesh. Funny isnt it, that being a police is a high respectable job but just because of the fact that they can be hired, just makes things go the opposite way.