Lord Lich
Unfortunately, the days of terrorizing my under-lichen minions are way over, so much as I wish, there'll be no more prisoners, slaves and torture. We have to get on with life. Thankfully, however, there will still be ghosts, military trainers (now retired), sirens and a very stubborn daughter who refuses to marry a worm. Or the other way round. Ahwells. Life sucks. Get over it.

Wishlist
The History Boys DVD
Rent, the musical
Jingo - Terry Pratchett
Thief of Time - Terry Pratchett
Going Postal - Terry Pratchett
Neverwhere - Neil Gaiman
Grapes of Wrath - John Steinbeck
Tale of Two Cities
Les Miserables - Victor Hugo
New Phone
High-heeled boots
Grey slipover hoodie
POTO Tickets

For the loud people:


Merci
The darling Mel, who photoshopped the picture you see to the left. <3
Layout (which I ripped and dreadfully abused) by the lovely Mah'rie
13 July 2007
HAHAHAHA okay I haven't posted this post which I wrote like on friday, but I shall just leave it be at the bottom since other events have happened.

Today first. The kopitiam uncle dropped 55kg of weights on, of all places, his nose. Which sounds supremely scary and damaging, and led to a massive amount of freaking out until he replied with a kiampa sms which basically signified that if he had enough mental facilities to suan me, he must be okay. Still, belbel and I were generally thinking of, as esther so nicely put it, his nose being 'bloody or disgusting' (well it SOUNDED squashed...) until we saw him grinning away like an idiot and with his nose not really looking very different from normal.

And btw, his house has FOUR pianos. Including one GRAND PIANO. (And it was only later that bel and I realized the grand piano has no keys, but it's okay. We're breaking out tonight to steal all four. She'll take the black keys and I'll take the white and we'll sneak off into the moonlight with erm like moonlight sonata or something playing in the background.)

And since he can't do sports/exercise for the next month, the guys decided to play basketball on xbox. Why am I even surprised. Ahwells. So basically get well soon, kopitiam uncle. XD

And second is about darling monkey, of course. But The Plan will be unleashed on reightards in all its crowning glory when the little details are planned out. Beams quite evilly.

I utterly adore my textbook. It's so pretty and psychedelic and colourful, and just about the first textbook (apart from lit) that I own since like sec 2 (the disgustingly thick A maths thing doesn't count, since it's hideous and I haven't opened it yet so it's brand new and I can probably sell it to someone). Plus the bridge on the cover is damn cute.

And the maths lecturer is super amusing too. She actually sat down for 2 straight hours and rambled on nonstop about hardcore stuff (and not like the nonsense about pick-up lines that kohsy likes to sprout) without even a drink of water. *looks up with awe and respect overflowing from eyes* <-- that was damn gay btw.

On the other hand, I arrived for the first lesson an hour late. -.- And only half an hour was my fault, cause no one can resist ikea food (cheesecake + meatBALL ftw), but the other half hour was cause I left all my stuff in my locker and only took 1 of the 3 keys along with me, and I had to see sarahhughh to hand in othello tickets order form. So melmel and I went to my locker to retrieve my things, and guess what?

I LOST MY KEY.

Mel: -.-
Me: !@#$%^&*!!!

So after completely freaking out and emptying my wallet (which wasn't very full in the first place), I had to call the security guard to break my lock. ): So now I have a new lock. A COMBI one. *mutters*

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