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Sunday, November 29, 2009

I should

Priorities.
  1. Get up
  2. Get out
  3. Get job
  4. Get wasted
  5. Get new stuff (eg. cosmetics, nails, clothes, shoes, accessories, bags & wallets)
  6. Get new guy
  7. Forget old guy.

Will be happy when above 7 are granted. Yep, it takes alot to maintain me.

Saturday, November 28, 2009

Lists.

10 things that remind me of Christmas.

  1. Peppermint + Candy canes
  2. Christmas carols
  3. Wrapping paper + ribbons
  4. Hot cocoa + Buttered stuff
  5. Cookies + gingerbread man
  6. Gravy :B
  7. Ham + turkey
  8. Family
  9. Cold weather
  10. Joy.
Can't wait for Christmas!

Kenneth Sim Jun Jie, you are a fucking jerk. Go fuck yourself.

I am going to castrate you.


XOXO,
Simone.

Friday, November 27, 2009

Graduation! :')

Sup party people!

Aight, next off my " I will blog about these " list is my graduation post! Yes, it's official now, I AM A HIGH-SCHOOL GRADUATE & I am cool like that. (Because "I am a secondary graduate" doesn't sound as cool.)

So anyway, graduation was on the 15th of October.. And I was nearly late for it. -_- Yes, nearly late for my own graduation. Sheesh.. I need to be less blur.

Graduation related tweets;

  1. Oh nozzz. Grad is tomorrow!!!!!!! :OOOOOOOO
  2. I'm late for my own grad. Fml.
  3. Graduating as we speak.
  4. Grad. Lil miss torres fanatic. :')
  5. "Staff sergeant simone wong is well known for her infectious laughter. " - HOW IS THAT A VIRTUE?!
  6. Grad was good. I'm more aware and appreciative of the love + company I have now. Will miss everyone.
  7. Oh and here's a shout out to eunice, jialing, Rj, reb, lhy, joel, kayh, kenneth, mao.. And everyone who's made my sec sch life so memorable.
Yesyes, shame on me. Tweeting throughout my own graduation ceremony. Sigh, I am such a technology whore. So yes, I got up slightly late and the first thing that flashed through my head was Mdm Amrit's face and her haunting words; "Latecomers will not be allowed to attend the ceremony.". Yea, talk about soul gripping.. This woman and I have gone a long, long way. And yes, we both (probably) like each other better now. So I hopped up, washed up, got my stuff and flagged the first cab I saw outside my place.

The ride to school was terrifying. It felt like every second and every red light counted. LOL. But yea, I made it on time! ^^V Beany surprised me with my favorite pancake in the whole wide world for breakfast! (Because I was sad they were closed the day before!) Wolfed it down, changed into my class tee, fooled around with 4B, tied our orange ribbons and then it was down to the ISH to gather. Where we were ESCORTED (exaggeration) into the hall!

Jelly presented me a very touching note that moved me to tears. So even before I even started graduation, I was crying buckets already. In the hall they played our class' photomontage/videos (THAT WAS MADE BY US. !@#$) and yea, everyone cried. And then we went onstage to get our files.. And that was about it. Post ceremony, CAMWHORE and chiong free food!

And then back to class to reminisce the good old times. And chiong the pizza that was provided by my chemistry teacher turned Flen(Friend). :> And then there was MORE camwhoring. -_-

That was pretty much it! No amount of words can justify the emotions all of us went through.. It was just magical. :) Aight, no more of my ramblings! Here are some(lol understatement) photos of the day! (which took fucking forever to load. !#$%)


Graduation Cabbie. Thank you uncle for helping me make it on time!


Prep!


More prep!


Note from Jelly and a daisy in my favorite shade from RJ!


Graduation breakfast! Courtesy of Bean tan. ^^v


@ ISH.


Jelly sorting out notes.


Class tee! Courtesy of ME. Muahahaha.


Fooling ard.


Still fooling ard..


Onstage!


4Bee Graduation. Get it? Four Bees.. Hahaha.


Ribbonssssss!


Freefood!


Bean+pei= Biggest fans of me. :')


Pei+ Ferl+ me!


Bffl!


Emcee bud!


Maomao!


Pei!

Hongying!


Tablemate turned good friend, Wang Miao! :>


Idol~


My table of 4 years.. Personalised.. :')


My chair of 4years.. Personalised.. :')


The woman behind my B4.


The man behind my minuscule math improvements.


The man behind my Chem improvements(MY FLEN NOW OKAY. HALLO MY FLEN. I KNOW YOU WILL READ THIS. AND CHUCKLE AGAIN.)


Thank you for the pizzas!


Ft!


*Salivates*


Mao: *MUST. GET. PIZZAAAAAA*


For old time sakes! (We did one like this 2 years ago)


8Armed Buddha by the clique who has many names. (Again, Fots. Yes, 1 year ago we did this.)


*I. AM. NOT. SHORT*


8)


Nobodynobody but chew!


Alot like love.


1,2,3,4.


Fots again! did this 4 months ago!


:>

Y'know it's funny how I'm feeling so much for a place I used to hate. 4 years ago when I was posted here I wanted a transfer. I hated the place. I hated it's culture, I hated it's location, it's people and it name. But I decided I'd stick around and see how things turn out. And I'm glad I did because things turned out great. Friends like Bean, mao, HY, RJ and Jelly came into my life. And I found a 3rd home in Npcc. Through the years, through Npcc, 1D, 2D, 3B, 4B and my teachers I learned and I changed. And all the little events, obstacles and adventures molded me, into who I am today. I was blessed enough to receive many opportunities of a lifetime, to be in 4B & 2D, to be under the guidance of a team of dedicated teachers.. I can't express how grateful I really am..

4B'o9,
Thank you contributing to 2 magnificent years of my life. I'd always remember lying to English teachers, stealing toilet paper, dancing, staying in class for recess, rushing assignments and talking cock. You've given me more than I can ever ask for. This isn't goodbye. I promise. :)




Forever and always. :)

XOXO,
Simone.

Ps; Geez I choked up while writing that. I'm sorry if it wasn't expressive enough. What I felt inside.. It was just.. indescribable. In a good way. :>

Pps; DO MY BLOODY POLL LEH. I'm going to say this in every post till I get like the 206 responses I got the last time.

Pps; Lol I didn't get up early to blog, I just haven't slept. -_-

Seven things.

My version anyway.

  1. You're hot then you're cold.
  2. You make wait.
  3. You're indecisive.
  4. You make me feel like I'm in love.
  5. You tell me things that make me feel.
  6. You make me believe.
  7. You make me love you.
More or less along the same line, why? Because guys do the same stupid things. Be it one of the jo bros or just that guy next door.

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Sweet sixteen!

Sup! Okay this update is belatedX10! Sorry but I just HAD to emo after it was all over! ^^v

So okay, first post to check off my "I will blog about these" list is my sweet sixteen post! Aight so a buncha awesummm people decided to celebrate my birthdayyy with me (Liez! I forced them by threatening suicide.)!

Anyway, the celebration was held on the 16th, a week before my actual birthday, the 23rd. Because 2 days after my birthday party comes the olevels.. AND Carrie Underwood was performing @ the Ion on that day as well! 2ble coolness.

On the day itself I actually had to go to sch for a got kick lit test. (Mood kill. Srry Ms D chan I still love you.) After the test Bean and I had to rush to her house to get her clothes and makeup, and then over to MY place for makeup, courtesy of Ivy Gue- the mother of the creature that is me, Simone Wong. And then rush to daddy's salon in town to get our hair done, courtesy of Ken Wong- the father of the creature that is me, Simone Wong. Well technically we didn't have to rush but well, we wanted to catch Carrie!.. We didn't make it. But Joel, Fabian and Dave did.

:(

Picked up Mao, Samson, Khai & Daryl from Ion, we had some burger king as consolation for missing the concert.. *Sniff* Then we trained to Clarke quay, where we bumped into fellow partygoers, Isabel & Norman (The siblings of the girl that is my bestfriend, Euniceakabean)! Walked all the way to daddy's pub, Alcool. Where Ferlyn, Kaiwei, Joel and Dave joined us!

And then, the party begun. WUAHAHAHAHAHA.

Highlights of the night; Karaoke, Chubby bunny, Truth or dare, Dancing on the couches and the fatal lick. And adjectives for the 5 activities mentioned? Off-key, sticky, hot, wild and gross.

My dad fucking licked chocolate off my face. -cringe-

I was too sloshed after that to remember enough for a good story! So here are pictures, which are pretty self explanatory!


Before a goodgood night.


My get up for the day! :O what is that green thing next to me?! I wonder...


I is the burger kweenz and here's my buddy sammie!


Mao+ bean.


Ripping my presents open! Muahahaha. I loved how everything given to me is so personal and touching! Eg; fave color, animal.. etc.


Bouquet of roses, courtesy of the Tan siblings! Sweetest thing(s) ever.


Maomao tryna' spice things up a lil with his SEXYBACKKK~


The routine birthday sabo!


Kaiwei!


Normann!


ISABEL!


Dave!


Ferlyn~


BEANYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!


Daryl, who got sloshed that night as well!


Maomaomao!


Sammie Emcee bud!


Elite Khai!


Joel!

Am SOSOSOSOSO glad I managed to get a photo with everyone present! ^^v


Pretty sloshed out.. Clinging onto my bunneh for comfort.


Receiving some candy love from momma! (Not that you can see..)


I don't know how to caption this leh.


Daddy with the cake & prep!


Ken & Ivy, the parents of the creature that is me, Simone Wong.


My cakeeeeeeee! It wuz yummy. And so was the apple martini in the background.


Comments about my fat face, father's demeanor and mother's eyebags are to be kept to yourself.


I kut kake!


Love papa for helping this event.


Cake bashed, as always.


"Come, I lick it off." "WTFOMGNUHHHHH"


"AAHHHHHHHHH~"


Mumumumummmmmm


Photo epic phail.


SORRY NORMAN MY PARENTS WERE SLOSHED AS WELL SO BAD CAMERA SKILLS.


Read above caption.


Lovelove manymany.


Okay group shots were missing Ferlyn and Khai who left early.. :(

As much as I'd like to type here in font size 64 that I got some that night.... I can't. Because I didn't get any. :'( The closest I got to even getting any that night, was the little encounter I had with this pretty boy right here.



And it was a dare. :|


Yeayeah, launch the h8 comments now, about my humongous arms and thunder thighs. Bleagh.

SO. That sums up my 16th birthday celebrations, and yes. I am a loser for not getting any that night. But hey, I was pretty sloshed! Sloshed= good. ^^v

Okeh, off to bed with me. @ a crazy hour like this. Swimming l8r!

XOXO,
Simone.

Ps; I AM FUCKING 16 NOW. :D

Pps; Do the orange poll in the sidebar! thanksX10!

Something's changed, someone's changed.

You or me?

Right now I'm sick and tired with your mind games, you coming and going from my life I don't want this shit. I don't want to fucking tango anymore. I fuck care already okay. I just fuck care already. If you come along, I'll entertain you, maybe even like you back. But it won't hurt when you leave. Not anymore. Yes I'm rattling off. Yes I'm losing my mind. But whatever. I'm done.

And all you motherfuckers stop pissing me off. Or I fucking chop off your legs with a sledgehammer and you can cry. But guess what I don't fucking give a damn.

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Bbb

When I go to sleep I dream. I dream about your sorry face, I dream about the day you come back to me, wanting me and apologetic. Then I walk up to you, grab your pretty face and press my lips against yours. Explore your mouth, tug at your hair, hold you tight and bite your lips until you lose control. Pull away, smile, strike a slap across that pretty face and walk away.

Some say dreams often are the opposite of reality, some say dreams are a form of premonition, some say dreams are a way to retain information, yet others say that dreams are a way to remove information and in most cases, to forget.

What am I trying to say?


Honestly, I. have. no. godamned. idea.