Yes! I'm a Jealous B*tch! F*CKING DEAL WITH IT!!!! 


I'm not her.

Off to a serious singing-till-my-head-falls-off-and-guitaring-till-my-fingers-break-and-pianoing-till-my-wrist-turns-360-degrees.


Emotional Angel

Avril Lavigne's Black Star Tour Live in KL

On 18/02/2012, Me and Phuah Shelvin went to watch Avril Lavigne Live In KL!!!

SHE'S SO FREAKING AWESOME AWESOME AWESOME AWESOME AWESOME!!!!

The concert starts at 8pm, but I went there at 6pm all thanks to my dear Piggy... And I was so, so shocked to see this:

Oh, Lawdy. I nearly fainted. I was alone, and lost in the crowd.

After a long, long time, I finally found the Rock Zone line and I went and line up there. The line was already like, nearly a kilometer long. I'm not exaggerating! Seriously! Plus, I was so bored, waiting the arrival of Queen Shelvin, I made friends with two Malay girls lining up behind me. They're so sweet and friendly (and un-Malay dressing) :P 

Then... Around 7pm, Piggy Phuah Shelvin arrived! God bless the Queen! 

We took this picture first. She said she looked short. So we took this:

Same height! xD

We apologize if we cam-wh*re too much. Cause We were simply too bored. :P

LOVE THIS PICTURE!

We finally got in at 8.30pm. Oh Gosh, and a bunch of kids cut our freaking line!!!! :[ *Hate* 

We were both so freaking short that we couldn't squeeze in front. So, we had to make do with standing the furthest. :[ #shortnessoverload

See? So many people in front of us!

Rock Zone Arm Band!!!

Yeah, we were that bored. XD What? Its cute! I'm the Converse, she's the other one. 

Avril opened with... Her song, Black Star!

Us Little Black Stars down there. 

I don't really remember the list of songs she sang, but it was freaking AMAZING!!! 

I nearly fainted when she took out her GUITAR!!!

ROCK ON!!!

She's just so damn beautiful <3

The best part of the show was when, she sang Airplanes by B.O.B feat. Hayley Williams straightaway followed by My Happy Ending. I nearly died and I almost cried when she sang. The arrangement was how I usually sang it at home... And that song... Is just so heartbreaking. Love you, Avril. 

And, at the Encore, everyone in her band switched places, including Avril. She played acoustic guitar while Evan was on vocals. They sang Pumped Up Kicks by Foster The People. It was sooooo AMAZING! They made it so cool! :D That was a seriously pleasant surprise. And they did it because it was the last show  of  her Tour! <3 <3 <3

Most of the time, we just screamed and jumped around. I sang all of her songs at the top of my lungs. ALL!!! 

Rocking it out! _\m/

Well, she sang every song I expected her to sing, except for The Best Damn Thing. Damn. I wanted to see how she arranged it (for specific embarrassing reasons I shall keep to myself)... Ah well, she was awesome enough already. 

THE END. :[ It was sad to see her go. 

Final photo before we leave!

Well, that was the end of that. I had loads and loads and loads of fun! And I swear that I will go to her next concert in Malaysiaaaaaa! <3 

p/s: I didn't meet/bump/saw The Girl there. Thank God. 

Check out my last post about Avril Lavigne

She sang this in Osaka!

Avril Lavigned Angel

Stalkers as My Valentine

You walk on the sidewalk, a little skip in your walk. Flash-backing about your day today. They sky is already dark. You shiver a little in your thin cardigan. You think about the warm mug of chocolate your are going to drink when you reach home. You smile at that warm thought. 

Tap, tap, tap. You hear a weird noise. You frown to yourself. 'Don't think nonsense. Just keep walking.' You quicken your pace.  

Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap. The noise comes quicker, in pace with your hastened footsteps. Your heartbeat quickens and you stop. 

Tap. The noise stops. 

You take a deep deep breath and you slowly turn around, with your eyes closed. Not wanting to look at what you are going to see. 

You open your eyes. 

What do you see?

What I see, are my stalkers on the Internet. 

What? What are you giggling about?? I do have stalkers too, you know. 

And apparently, loads of people satlk me. Be it on facebook, or at my own blog. One even me stalked me in school!

Hey my Humans! Long time no see, yeah? I've been slightly busy with them school stuff, so I don't really have time to blog. And yesterday, I was wireless-able-gadgetless, so I couldn't update what I wanted to.

Well, guess what? Today is Valentine's Day! Lovey-duvvey, mushy-wushy Valentine's Day! And since I'm #ForeverAlone, I shall talk about my dear stalkers to make me feel less lonely feel cooler.

I don't know exactly who stalks me on my blog, but... I'll try to name a few.

1. My Parents
Don't look at me funny. My parents really DO read my stupid blog. They do it loads. Its really annoying, because I have to watch what I say and restrict most of my stuff to PG13. *eff* But its kinda their silly way of supporting my... Literature (??) So I can't really complain.

2. JehSinnnnnnnn
She's this girl I (don't really) knew back in primary school. She stalks me and I didn't know about it till she told me. Its really creepy/sweet. She's really cool and funny and she thinks I'm a RockStar :D

3. Enice!
Yes! Enice! My friend for 10 years! WOW. She's really awesome. And I stalk her, and she stalks me back too. :D Its part of how we communicate! Check out her blog! She's freaking AWESOME!!! (K-pop fan)

4. Arvie
She... I've never even met her before. I stumbled upon her on an online chat box. What? Its safe there! It was in a story-writing website! We started chatting, I clicked her profile, found her blog, and followed, and got hooked. And I think that its kinda the same for her too? xD I don't know. She's damn awesome too! She's from Philippines! Her blog! Is so AWESOME!

5. Joyanne a.k.a. Bestie of all Time
Nah, she doesn't stalk me. She just reads my blog upon my demands. xD Which is nice of her to even do it. *evil smirk*

6. Esther
This came as a surprise. She said she stalks me when she's bored. So, Esther, if you can read this, I'm guessing you're bored! *waves*

7. THE GIRL
Yes, the same girl who contributed her existence to The Boy Problem. THE VERY SAME ONE. Apparently she's hooked to my blog. Ahahaha! Which is... Weird. But... Hey, who can blame her right? *perasan* The creepiest thing about her is that she talks to me... On her blog... *shudder* I put her blog beside mine, and I started clicking her archive starting from 2010. And... Yeah... I didn't like what I read, but ah well. At least the storyline is clear in my head now.

Um... I guess there's more. But I'm supposed to sleep now.

Valentine's Day at School! It was fun, it was awesome. :D #SweetDieMe

From our Discipline Teacher, Miss Low! She's so nice :D

 From our Assistant Head Prefect, Keishok! To me, Shelvin and Ashley :D He's so sweet xD

Yvonne, she made this for me. She gives me something every year! Naww! So sweet! 

From Joyanne (the rainbow one) and a Mysterious Gift. I have no idea who that is from. A secret admirer? A prank? Weird. 

Yes, Keishok. I hope the camp rocks too! :D

LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE the lollipop! <3 Love you, Joyanne! Rock it out like best friends forever!

And... Ummm... We haven't had any interaction since that fight we had. Are we even friends anymore? I don't know. Happy Valentine's Day anyway. Wish you all the best.

I'm happy today. I really am.

Good Night. No more posts till after the test!

ForeverAloneCelebratingValentine'sWithMyBestiesButStillEnjoyingIt Angel

This One Is For The Girl

After reading my post title, I keep thinking about Nikki Minaj's Super Bass. <-- That was random.

Hi, Girl. This post is dedicated to you. :] I'm gonna be nice to you, cause I don't see the point in hating you. I used to, but maybe I grew up? I don't know. I'm not sure if you even bother to freaking read this. 

Okay. Why am I typing this? Well, I stumbled upon your blog. Not exactly 'stumbled', more like given-link-by-the-Boy-to-my-bestie-and-then-to-me. No, don't give me that unicorn look. I was curious. And it took me so long to get so curious, I should've gotten curious like, when I found out about you? Well, I didn't. Cause I didn't wanna pry. 

Anyway, I stumbled upon it, and read it, this morning. 

It was... Cool :] I like your background. It's really cool. And your English is surprisingly good (no offense, but I just assumed that people from Independent School, prefer to use Chinese and they have bad English. Shallow, right?) And you post, a lot. Which is kinda the point of blogging? Oh, and your blog name is really... Awesome. Original. 

I didn't read all of your posts (should I apologize? Hmm...), but they're quite entertaining. And Girl, you're so... Emo. And you turn to your guitar when you're sad. (These are just my own observations. I'm not judging.) 

I'm wondering, if I say that I think I'm alike you in a lot of ways, would you get pissed off and swear at me? Cause you seem to swear, a lot. Not that I don't, too. :P Cause if maybe we hadn't such an awkward relationship, and circumstances see us well, we may actually be friends. #justthinkingoutsidethebox 

Uhh, well, you're a Christian, and you're really faithful. Which is really sweet. For God, of course (I'm a Catholic). 

And, yay, you play guitar! *salutes* I don't have much female friends who play guitar and I'm really happy when I find a Guitar Chick. :] 

And you're a Little Black Star like me! Avril Rocks! -\m/

And... Well, you seem to dislike me. I mean, from what I've read. 

I read the one where you said your Daddy told you not to steal other people's things, so now you're giving him back. Uhh, well... The Boy is not a thing, Girl. He's a person. You can't just 'give back' a person. That's kinda like passing on a toy you're tired of playing to someone else. And the toy is now, broken. Well, he is, isn't he? He's broken. And so damn confused. And so damn angry. 

And I don't want him back. Sorry to disappoint you, and your act of kindness, but yeah.Feelings are hard to erase, as you are experiencing it right now. But no, I really don't want him back. He's a great friend, made me laugh, made me giggle, made me smile. He made my primary school life beautiful. But I'm not in primary school anymore, and I've realized I need to move on. 

I don't wanna lose a friend, as I am losing him right now. But hey. Its too late. Friendship is lost. Peace is lost. 

*shrugs* 

Well, sorry to waste your time, reading all this crap about what I think you are. But hey. I needed to say this, or else I would burst from over-thinking. :] Hope you understand. 

Oh yeah, See you at Avril's Concert? Fate shall decide. 

And... I kinda want to follow your blog, for no particular reason but cause I like reading blogs... Can I? 

If you're reading this, comment? You can scold me back if you found it offending. 

Whoopsie. I may have started a war. 

And yes, I am crazy for doing this. But you know, I just wanted to.

I'll smile at you. :]

Don't Know What She's Doing Angel

First Day of School 2012

Hey Humans! If you stalk my blog, you may realize that today is the First Day Of School!!! *confetti*

Oh gosh, that was so unbearably lame that even I'm ashamed.

I had fun at school, today. Which isn't surprising. I'll start from the top.

Well, I had less than an hour's sleep before my alarm woke me. Well, why? I was planning to sleep at 11pm, but apparently The Boy thought it was fine to send me a message just as I was about to drop into dreamland. How convenient. And soon after I received his message we had a vicious fight rational argument... I'm not gonna type the full conversation here, but he made me so, so mad that I wanted to smash something to his head. I have never had a row with him in our many years of *ahem* friendship. Seriously. And this is the first time he has actually irked up my anger so much I really wanted to smack something in his pretty face.

Oh, and I stayed up till 4am, finishing the book: Silence by Becca Fitzpatrick. I didn't really wanna finish it in one freaking night. But I did. Cause I couldn't sleep and I was trying to tire myself out. And I didn't even feel tired even after finishing the whole damn book. *grinds teeth*

Okay, okay. This is boring. Back to the point. 


So, less than an hour's sleep. Amazingly, I was really, really energized when I woke up! At 5.30am!!! I did the bathroom stuff and was surprised that Bro woke up a few minutes after me. And blah blah blah. Ate a quarter of my breakfast (too hot, and Bro was pacing around like a madman), used my Christmas Bottle (couldn't reach my old one [yes, I'm too short]) and climbed onto Bro's car.

And... He dropped me off at my school first. He paused as I was getting out and said: 'Uhh, do you think we may be a little too early?' We both eyed the clock: 6am. I gave him the evil eye and walked into the dark, dark school.

The waiting for my babes to reach part was boring, so I shall fast forward to taklimat (briefing). *Fast Forward*


Taklimat was hell. The juniors were blur. And I'm not judging Hew Chun Fei, our current Ketua Pengawas, but honestly, he's just charms but no do. He talks as if he's slightly retarded (sorry, but its true, from my point of view)... His Malay isn't fluent like the last Ketua, Ho Khoon Meng *sighs*.

Anyway. Usual crap at taklimat. I shall be a mean Penolong Ketua Kumpulan this year. :D

Perhimpunan was hell, as usual. But I think I did my job well? :P Whatever lah. Imma be shutting them up tommorow.

Don't like my class. I'm floating again. You can read the details here <-- Clicky! But Shelvin, Ashley and Dhipa is same class with me though. That's a bit of consolation. :D But Joyanne isn't! *sobs floods* Must be the stupid curse.

And the teachers are okay. I missed meeting my form teacher, sadly. But my Bio teacher, Pn. Lim H.J., seems pretty nice and cute. She doesn't get my teasing though. Dang.

Recess was hell. SO MANY STUDENTS. But we pulled through.

And after recess there was this briefing by the teachers, telling us about the streams were choosing, I'm in Pure-Science, what I wanted. It was supposed to be meaningful, but our school hall was too damn small and apparently had no freaking shade. So we were pleasantly seared under the beautiful morning sunshine. *claps hands adorably*

It was during the briefing that Joyanne told me about The Boy and Girl's thingies. Whatever they are. I have a slight memory loss. I don't really remember the story and there's no point in typing them here cause I would just make up most of it myself with my freaking wild imagination. :P Oh, and Joyanne thinks the Girl stalks me. *waves at Girl* Hi Girl! :D If you are reading this, you're officially a stalker. *Maniacal laugh* She must think me crazy. I am, Girl. :D Must be the heat.

Well, uhh. *Skip skip skip*

I officially hate my Moral teacher. She's a total b*tch.

She strode into our lab (floating class!) like a Queen and she glared at all of us. Then she started ranting on and on and on and on:
'You know how long I've been waiting in 5 Lili 2?! I've been waiting for one whole hour! And suddenly another class strides in and says they want to use the classroom?!'

She went on and on.

Oh, did I mention that she was thin and wiry and so was her voice? No one could hear her cause it was the last period and the whole school was hyped up about going home. Noise everywhere.

So one guy in the table behind me raised his hand and said: 'Teacher, sorry, but can you speak louder, we can't hear you.' He was so polite. You know what the b*tch replied with?! She said: 'Then you come in front and listen to me there.'

Oh yeah, and did I mention she was using Chinese throughout the whole thing? It was considered disrespectful to Ash and Dhipa and the other non-Chinese friends. So, I raised up my hand and said in my loud voice: 'Teacher, can not use Chinese? There are people in this class who don't understand Chinese.' I was sooooo polite too.

That *swear word* b*tch rolled her eyes at me and said impatiently: 'Then YOU translate for them!'

WHAT THE BLOODY F*CK F*CK F*CK F*CK F*CK??!! 


I felt like smacking her thin pale face. She's a disgrace too us girls with centre-partings.

Thank God she was saved by the stupid bell.

Next Moral lesson, war will happen. You have my word. I will not tolerate such b*tchiness from another teacher. Hmph.

And my First Schoolday of 2012 ended in scorching heat.

Honestly, it was fun. I enjoyed it. #NERDTALK xD

Hope tommorow will be more exciting!

Let me bore you to death with the Vision and Mission of our school *evil laugh*

And I don't think I'll update as many posts as I did during the holidays so I apologize in advance.

I love all of you who are reading this. Ahahaha. #random

Love.

Peace.

Chocolate.

Schooling Angel

This helped, a lot. :]

The Boy Problem

Hey, humans. Its a really really beautiful day outside.

Sun is shining, 

You can practically smell the sunshine!

This is the kind of day that people write in songs. Well... That ain't happening today, surely. I honestly should be outdoors... Doing... Exercise? 

Instead, I'm at home. Sitting in front of the computer. And the TV. On the couch. 9Gagging. 

God, I'm such a failure. 

Okaaaay. I guess you read the post title... And I shall talk. 

For those who stalk me on Twitter, you may already have realized that I have received a wall post from 'The Boy', after watching him being online for what... 3 to 4 hours? I finally got a wall post from 'The Boy'! It was pretty lame, 

I was like: 'Oh my *swear word* *swear word* *swear word* *swear word* *swear word*-ing *swear word* What the *swear word*?!' (Joyanne can vouch for that)

And... I didn't have time to reply him. I went swimming. Well, I was freaking out too. I couldn't even focus while I was swimming. I was stressing out all through the swim. I left it... Till 1am... Right before I was about to sleep. Well, I couldn't sleep. I was thinking too much about the freaking wall post. So I sneaked downstairs to reply your post. 

You posted this on my wall:

Happy New Year

and sorry didn't even say hi.

I typed that exactly the way you typed it. 

And I replied with:

Hi, Happy New Year.

Yeah, I feel like a mean b*tch. I felt like I had had the last laugh. 

But you know the funny thing? I still couldn't sleep even after that. I was twisting and turning in my bed. Thinking if I was too harsh. If I was too kind. If I didn't do enough. If I did too much. 

That was utter hell for me. 

I was so, so... Happy. I was... So... Delighted. My heart was thudding with the adrenaline that was there when I first fell for you so many years ago. The hormones, they wouldn't stop conquering my body. That you had actually remembered my existence!

But

Now it's all gone. 

Joyanne said you posted something on your GirlFriend's wall. And it was all whiny and capital letters and with a lot of TTs <-- Tears. 

Naturally, I was really, really curious. So, my babe gave me her password and I logged into her Facebook account. I was actually quite relieved that it had not much difference when I viewed it. BUT. I saw his post on his GirlFriend's wall. 

And I made the biggest mistake of my life. I clicked The Girl's profile. 

She had Timeline. She uses okay English. She plays Tetris Battle. And apparently, she's dating the hottest guy. (I apologize, Girl, if I don't quote you properly because I can't seem to force myself to type out your name and click your profile link.) 

Fine. I'll swallow that. I'll swallow the fact that you're his GirlFriend. I'll swallow the fact that you're hopelessly in love. I'll swallow that he loves you back. I'll swallow that you're shy enough to not put your own face as your profile picture. 

Whatever, Noel. Swallow it. Swallow the poison. Swallow the fire. Swallow the jagged pieces of glass. 

And the only thing which is really, really, really pissing me off, is the fact that I may bump into The Girl in Avril Lavigne's Black Star Tour. 

And, what the bloody *swear word*?! She bought the most expensive tickets! 

Okay. I can't type properly anymore. The emotions are eating me up. Rage? Fury? Jealousy? Unfairness? 

What I wanna say to you, Girl: 

'I wont try anymore. I wont try to love him anymore. You can have him. All of him. As if I even had any of him. I don't think I even wanna be his friend anymore.'

Now, I shall go to my room, and tell myself that I don't love you anymore. The speck of hope that was there was smothered, just like every other time. That... I'm unworthy of you. That I'm crap. That I wont cry for you when tears are streaming down my face.

I shall write a song. That will never take shape. 

I lost. I lost. I lost. I lost. I lost. I lost. I lost. I lost. I lost. I lost. I lost. I lost.I lost. I lost. I lost. I lost. I lost. I lost.I lost. I lost. I lost. I lost. I lost. I lost.I lost. I lost. I lost. I lost. I lost. I lost.I lost. I lost. I lost. I lost. I lost. I lost. 

Lies. All of them. Lies. 

Why do you have to rip me apart, wing by wing, everytime?

Broken-Winged Angel

I know I shouldn't, but I don't really give a damn if you see this or not.

I see your lonely statuses. I see your pleads to the girl. I see your frustrated posts on your friend's wall.

The angel sees. But she doesn't speak.

Do I have to speak? If I have to, I don't want to.

I'll just sit back, relax, and watch the free show.

Turn it the other way around, and it almost seems like a comedy to me.

Still, there's a part of me that feels sorry for you. Why? That's probably my conscience.

The angel still has a heart. Even if its cracked, split, broken and crushed. It's still there. 

What else do I wanna say to you? 

The Angel says: 'In your face, loser.'

Humans, don't understand what I'm talking about? Read these to find out. 

My L*VE Life?, L*VE Life 2, =], Confused, You, Continue, Broken Winged Angel

Surviving Angel 

Angel

What the hell is wrong with me?

I can't believe I screamed in school today.

I didn't do it on purpose.

I freaked out. Then I freaked out because I freaked out.

Embarrassing much.

**************************************

I bought a new book today. Its called Angel written by L.A. Weatherly. I have been staring at this book on the shelf for a very, very long time. Every time I survey books in the bookstore (read every back cover of books), I stop and stare at this book. That girl on the cover is just too creepy (appealing). 

And its about ANGELS!!! I am so into Angels. =] I've just started reading. Its... Interesting. The girl, Willow, she's really weird. Which makes her very interesting. 

I'm totally not gonna sleep tonight! I shall finish this book. Woo-Hoo!

**************************************

Oh my goodness. =[ I Facebook chatted with you today. It was... Kinda awkward. 

We're just friends. 

That's. Fine with me (I think, no no, I WANT to be just friends) 

Its time to delete you from my life, Loser. 

Bookworm Angel

Birthday Wish for YOU

Guess what? Its your birthday today. The day you turn fifteen.

I have no idea why I'm posting this. Its totally pointless. As if you will read this. Why would you?

*Ugh* I sound so pathetic and bitter.

Well, I remember. Do you remember?

My birthday, when I just turned 14. When I went to your school for that dinner. When we had our countless chats online. When I stalk you online.

Do you know how I felt?

I felt like a girl. Young. Helpless. Swept off my feet. My heart beat fast every time I stand next to you. When we accidentally come in contact, my heart nearly files out of my mouth. Every time my phone vibrates, I smile, knowing that its you. How I stare at your facebook and messenger status, willing you to be online.

We were meant to be, supposed to be, but we lost it. 

Yes, we lost it. Was it because of me? Was it because of you? I don't think it was me.

It's nice to know that you were there, Thanks for acting like you cared, Making me feel like I was the only one.

It's nice to know we had it all, Thanks for watching as I fall, Letting me know we were done. 

Its your birthday. Its your birthday. Its your birthday. 

I shouldn't go all EMO on you. Even though. You don't really deserve my kindness. 

GOD! Why am I doing this? 

You were everything, everything, that I wanted. 

I don't like you anymore. But. But. But. But. But. 

How come I still can't talk to you? Normally? Like friends? Why is is so awkward? Why does it feel so weird? Its so suffocating. 

Cause You broke all your promises. 

I wanna forget you. I wanna hate her. I wanna hate you. I wanna forget her. 

But I can't. 

I'm sorry for posting this. But if I don't do this. I have no other way of telling you. My blog is my only way of shouting out my feelings. 

*sigh*

What can I do? Happy Birthday, you. 

This song is for me, not for you. I have nothing to give you. So sorry. 

Disappointed Angel

Birthday Eve

Its 30/6. The eve of my Birthday. In less than 24 hours, I will be 15. Wow. That's kinda awesome!

Hmm. Looking back, A lot has changed. Well, last year. He attended my birthday dinner (its not a party? I only invited 7 people?). I was overjoyed, naturally. Had fun. Well, I did. Don't know 'bout him. And now, I don't really have the authority to do so...

Anyways. Besides my L*ve life, nothing really changed... Maybe I've gained popularity in school? What with all those competitions and the Malam Bakat (Talent Time) and the events I participate with my singing and my guitaring and my crazy-ing... Maybe

And, the million dollar question! My guitar? Haha. I'll take pictures of it to show off, trust me! (If I even get to buy one!) xD

Oh, and I'll give a full report to you. Plus pictures... =]

Gotta fly now. Ciao

Hah! I baked this last year! =]

Birthday Eve Angel

My Happy Ending

They say music cures everything.

Thank You, Avril.

Country Heights Incidents =]

I know I'm really late posting this... Ok, fine, I think I'm almost a month late? Oh well... Enice posted hers so long ago... I've just been really really busy...

COUNTRY HEIGHTS! Its basically a gathering of my beloved 6B'ians. Usually our gatherings are `boring cuz we go to shopping centers which usually equals to us ending up in the arcade or eating McDonald's... We barely talk! But this time, its different. We go to this heavenly place called-- Country Heights! It's great because we don't just mooch around the mall, we actually get to do stuff to gether! Like, swimming, basketball, tennis, badminton, late night chats and Truth or Dare! It's just so so so so so so AWESOME!

So, after a whole lotta crap, I picked up my guitar (wouldn't go anywhere without it! =]), wearing high rise shorts paired with a retro T-shirt and my black Converse sneakers and went to Country Heights!

I know I'm a really annoying story-teller, never sparing you them details... So, I'll split it up into incidents... (detailed incidents...) XD

The Incident With Shang Cheong
I was walking down the lane to the basketball court where the guys (Angie's brother & Co. along with SC) were playing basketball.  I could see hSC walking up the lane. Whoa. He's really tall. I smiled at him and yelled 'Hello!" And he turned sideways, broke off a piece of branch and charged towards me. Yes, CHARGED. Naturally I was shocked so I ducked behind Enice. Then he dropped the branch and spread his arms out wide and said to me:'I was just trying to say hello!' Jeez. Awkward.

Well, he's changed. A lot. I think it happened after his dramatic breakup with ZQ... *roll eyes* He's really random. Seriously. Has adapted a really weird accent. I think he got it trough Assassin's Creed. It sounds slightly... Italian?

Shang Cheong!

His Arriving Incident
I don't know why the hell I'm letting you know about this... Heck Fine. He came after all. Well, we did text. He seemed keen on wanting me back. Says he's sorry. Hmph. So he arrived, looking smiley and cute >.< in pink! Seriously! PINK! Its cool cuz he dares to wear pink. Not like my bro, he despises pink. He made pink look cool... And a teeny tiny bit cute... ;] Tried to act normal, but I think it came out a bit hyper. Ah well.

I'm really happy that Angie asked me if I was okay and told me not to worry. It really warms my heart that she's there for me.... So he arrived and we all walked into the sunset. LOL!

COOL! =]

The Chubby Bunny Incident
Its this pointless game where you stuff a victim's mouth full of food and force them to say--'Chubby Bunny!'
1st victim. ME!

Next, SC's turn...

Yeah, it was stupid... =]

The Push-Up Incident
Well, he was talking to SC, asking him wether he could do push-ups if his fingers made a triangle. According to him, it was impossible. Then they started demonstrating. Would YOU look away if some dude starts doing push-ups? Of course NOT! So I kinda/sorta stared. It was kinda/sorta hot... =p

weird angle, Enice!

The Guitar Incident
Did I forget to mention? He plays guitar and piano too. =.=

So I went out to get some water. When I came back, he was playing my guitar. I wasn't that surprised. I would've done that too if I were him. The attraction of The Guitar is so so strong. 

*heartbeat?*

can you see his reflection?

He was playing 'Just A Dream' by Nelly. Its a nice song but I prefer Sam Tsui's cover. He was playing the intro. Duh. He doesn't play chords. I have tried learning it online but I don't really read tabs. More of a chord player. It was really cool so I asked him to teach me.

yeah... *blush*

He said it was easy. *roll eyes* Anyways, he taught me and I kinda like it... I mean this is considered as jammin' right? =]

The Chess Incident
Well, basically, this happened when it was 4am? It was really late and I was totally refusing to sleep. So, I sorta forced SC to play Chinese Chess with me. It was totally hilarious... xD We were so tired. After we made a move, we fell asleep while the other made their move. SC nearly fell off his chair cuz he was sleeping upright! Oh yeah, I took a picture him while he was sleeping. Well, it ain't my fault! There he was, sleeping at the sofa straight in my line of sight... =p Couldn't resist it... Felt extremely stalker-ish... >.<

let me pray that he doesn't read this particular post... =p

Now, were down to the climax of this event.

The Pillow Incident
So, after the chess game, it was... nearly 6am already? Angie and Enice had already slept ages ago. He was also sleeping there. SC couldn't take it anymore, so he had to sleep. So, he asked me to wake him up at 7am as planned. I forgot what. So I set the alarm in my phone and I sat down on the armchair opposite to SC but right next to him. I didn't plan it. It was the only available armchair there!. SERIOUSLY!!! Anyway, I thought I wasn't sleeping so I didn't go back into the room. So I just sat there. But I guess I fell asleep anyways. Then I felt suddenly cold and I woke up. I started sneezing. God, it was really really really cold!

Suddenly, he gave me his pillow. 


I was slightly shocked because I didn't think that he was awake already... And that pillow was just... So warm... I hugged it as tight as I could, not wanting to let any of that warmth escape. I guess it was slightly perverted but...Heck, I don't give a damn. It was really sweet of him. Really. Hurts more, I guess. =[

And it is at the climax that I am putting a full stop to my story.

Very Very Confused Angel