If today was My Last day..(not serious)

ok.. I don't know why.. but I just have the urge to blog about this..

It started with me, playing the so called Noob, lame, stupid but addicting game -----> Bejeweled.. and at the same time, I overheard the song from Nickelback, "If today was your Last day" and... I found it quite ... inspiring.. So I google the lyrics.. and as expect... the lyrics.. was meaningful.. Try googling it up.. and you get what I mean

In the lyrics, he said that.. He would live all moments as his last, live old pictures in the past and donate every dime he had. He would call those frens he never see, and forgive his enemies..He would fall in love and mend a broken heart..

So, these are things that Nickelback... will do.. if today was their last day...

Yes...So... What if... Today was your last day??

If today was my last day....

I would probably be emo-ing the whole day... because I can't accept that tomorrow I will be dead..
I would probably be swearing the whole day to God..
I probably spend the whole day crying... because I can't accept that I am forced.. really forced to say goodbye..yes I know.. such sad people on earth...
In the end, I probably kill myself before the day even ended... (just joking)

yeah, this happens if and only if.. I am going through PMS.. on the very last day of my life.. I would seriously swear...to God... asking him why do I have to go through PMS...on the last freaking day of my life... He would probably answer : Borned as a female, die like a female.. =.=

Ok... this is just a random post... because I don't feel like sleeping yet...

p.s probably would blog more about this... soon...

Parents.... tsk tsk

It's been a month or two,
since I last saw you....
Though you called
weekly, without fail...
But still..
it's your face
that I want to see..
So fix it already!
Fix the bloody connection..
and get on the damn skype...


I hate to admit it.. but I miss my parents' face... and sis too.

Awoken..

I feel pathetic..
because I'm like this,
drown in self pity,
I don't want to be pitied,
and yet,
I pity myself,
for not looking
from another point..
What's wrong??
nothing..
I don't know,
indecisive...
what the heck..
when will I ever learn...
to turn to a blade...
when I'm down..
and never look up
to see what's wrong...
Pills..
won't help..
I know...
A person,
is still a person...


Wake up bitch..
enough of this...
childish act..
immature..
saddist..
look everywhere..
here and there..
with your eyes
and not just mere sight...
See those scars,
they'll stay there
everlasting,
the shame
that you are going to carry
forever..
No longer pride,
just a scar,
full of guilt...
stupid girl...
wake up..
Never again,
turn to a blade for advise..
Fuck you.. you stupid knife...

Breathe

& I felt it crawling,
underneath my skin,
& I saw it flowing,
out of my skin,
& I saw myself,
smiling secretly,
& I was breathing,
freely again,

Locked,
hidden..
I'm suffocating,
I'm sinking,
& I felt it calling,
softly to me
& I felt it coming,
within my soul..
& I felt myself finding,
seeking and searching..
Where the heck are you?

Ask me why,
I don't know,
Ask me how,
I don't know,
Talk to me,
No, I won't
Give it back,
I want it now..
I need to breathe again..

Swear

Seriously,

I feel like thanking the fella who created the word "Fuck" ... because, it really comes in very.. very handy.. in situation like this... Situation where you only need ONE word... just one word.. to explain it all...

Fuck... is a word with many expressions.. If you are frustrated, Fuck.. If you are angry, Fuck.. if you are sad... look up to the sky, and say Fuck... if you are happy, fuck!


yeah.. it works for me... Don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to be vulgar or say anything obscene... of cause, Fuck does mean other things.. you know.. the other meaning... but.. I don't mean that meaning... I'm just trying to express myself in a very short and simple way...So simple, that me myself can understand my own feelings..

also, there are those who swear with the addition to fingers... nah.. I don't do that....(ok maybe sometimes.. and I don't know why but I rarely do) .... kinda rude and offensive to the opposite party

and there are those who can speak a sentence full of fuck words, from present tense, to past tense, to past continuous and some even with adverbs of fuck.. and what's amazing is.. the other party understands completely what the heck they are saying.. .... wow.. I tried doing it once.. I only manage to say "fuck and fucking" and that's it...

and also there are those who wants to say fuck.. but dare not.. and instead.. compensate Fuck word with another four letter F word... yes.. and I happen to know one of them.. hehe.... Instead of saying Fuck.. she says..

Fish... FISH(?!) What.the.FISH(???!).....(O_O) ......no comments...





One day, I want to shout "What the Fuck" at the open field near the lodge... the thought of it seems so .. lame..

Wanna join the screaming fiesta??

Yes, I'm a bitch. so What?

I know what you are thinking,
I know I'm selfish,
I know I'm ungrateful,
I get a little crazy..
and
I'm not the only one,
because there are others,
doing this kind of things...
So I guess it's pretty normal..
They are much more worse...
But I think we are some what alike.
Forgive me,
I know I shouldn't do this,
I feel so restless,
because the fact is
I'm already addicted..


Don't judge me,
because of what I did,
Don't judge me,
for what I've become,
Don't judge me,
for not seeing what's wrong and right,
Don't judge me,
because you don't understand,
because everybody understand nobody
Don't judge me,
because this is me...

if I could just write till the morning dawn....

It was Focus... then Distracted..

Seriously,

give me a break.....

I already had my breaks..... two weeks, without doing anything..

Then, why am I still so dazed???

Come on girl, focus....... You still need the results....
OH.MY FUCK.LORD

I still need the results!!!! and here I am, complaining, complaining...

Yes, whiners are for losers....

and who's the one whining ?

who's the one complaining?

who's the biggest loser now? (its a rhetorical question, mind you)

and she's still typing away...

Snap out of it already! Screw my messed up thoughts....

I'm still shock at the fact that I really need the results..... cause I have no where to go without it...

oh SHIATE... great..




sometimes, I secretly wished that I was a nerd.. then I would get stuck in this bloody situation...

and I admit, that Facebook.... is one of man's greatest creation....and also the Mother of All Distractions...bloody hell..

Speaking about self control, even you have the self control of a Saint, I doubt you will resist checking the updates.... even Gandhi, (I bet) cannot resist the temptation of Facebook... Probably, he'll be more into groups like "Feed a Child with a click", " Hunger strike"...

Seriously, everytime I tell myself not to go on Facebook.. I end up scrolling through the updates for 4 hours.. it's like my mind have develop this msg.. " Check Facebook" ...

sometimes, when I reli felt that I have the self control.. when I have the sudden urge to study.. (YA.. study...wow.. this happens.. rarely.. but still it happens lah)... once I see my email spammed with facebook email.. eventhough if its only one facebook email... or if I was in Facebook, finally decided to log out...suddenly, the red little thing called "notification" pops out...

all hell broke loose.... the scrolling and spamming, and replying fiesta comes.. automatically...

see?? HOW TO CONTROL LAH!!??

like just now, after I just wrote "I'm swearing facebook for two weeks" on my wall, I was going to log out.. but end up.. scrolling here and there to see the updates.. Thank god, I was still in touch with my conscience... and managed to get the hell out of there as quickly as possible....... and ended up wasting my time typing all this things out...... What.the.heck.....

and now.. after all this...

I'm going to sleep..

so.. beside facebooking, and blogging.. I did practically .. NOTHING....

So Now What?

& I've completed the form....


& now, I pray...that I won't break on the day I said farewell....

Jesselynn

You are annoying,
and irritating,
you make me want to scream
at the top of my lungs
and yet,
you make my heart melt
you make me smile
You are cuddly
and wriggly
You are dumb,
and smart,
You are clumsy,
just like me,
I reckon it must be something to do with the genes..
you are brave,
and reckless,
You always fall
but you will get back on your feet..
You do daredevils stunt
when you barely walk..(gosh, you shud see mum's reaction)
You are something
that we cannot lose,
You are the glue,
that hold this family together,
You are the pieces that fix
this family which is so shattered..
Who are You??
You are my Sister...



Happy Birthday,
You are 4 this year,
Just want to tell you
I love you,
and I'm sorry,
that I am not beside you today...
but..
since you are going to Shanghai...
with mum and dad today,
I take back my apology.....
and the presents...
HAPPY BIRTHDAY JESSELYNN LEE JIA NING!! i think I spelled ur name wrongly.. *whoopsie daisy* sorry..



I know you are too dumb to read this.. but who cares... sooner or later, you will...

Fact

I rather deny my existence than giving them up..

Don't Miss Me When I'm Gone

To the girl in Perth,

I'M COMING BABY!!!


To the losers in Adelaide,

Take care, have fun... play till the sky drops...

WHAT.THE.

Critical thinking.....

Hari Raya

OMG!!! It's Hari Raya.. yes.. Hari Raya... a day where I'm supposed to be in baju kurung, and sitting at the back of my dad's car, with earphones in both ears, blocking out the Barney programme that my sis is watching.. but.. no.. I'm stuck in Adelaide, receiving calls from my dad and mum who is on the way back to Port Dickson, with my sister.. IN HER BAJU KURUNG.. and her irritating barney/Fun Song Factory programme.. *I swear I can hear Barney's laughter through the phone*.. Great, what a wonderful world.. so much for omg..

what I missed about Hari Raya, and going back to Port Dickson.. though I used to resent it as it was so goddamn bloody hot.. I miss the food.. I miss the stares that I give to those annoying little malay brats.. I miss kicking the cats down the chairs.. I miss gossiping with my brother about that stupid fat malay girl who thinks she is so graceful in her orange kebaya( I think she was trying to catch my brother's eye) I miss locking one of my cousins in the room and hear them scream.. ( I feel mean) but I seriously miss giving them the cold, murderous look when they were about to misbehave.. then they'll look at you.. with glistening eyes...the wanting to cry but try so hard not to cry look.. then they run off and wailed to their parents.. and their parents will scold them for crying without a reason.... well.. that was my entertainment (and bro's too) back in Port Dickson..however, most importantly, I miss my grandmother..

But, I did get a chance to talk to her.. and that was one of the hardest conversation that I have ever made.. excluding the time where I had to talked to the fellow in 3 customer service care (I was laughing out loud on the phone.. wth) . Anyway, this time it's not because we have no common topic to talk.. It's because of the language barrier... I had to draft out what I wanted to say in Malay, the night before Raya... 8 months in Adelaide seriously messed up my Malay..

I nearly blurted " wassup ", instead of "Assalamualaikum" .. (fyi, for the sake courtesy).. I even googled how to say "How are you" in malay and turns out.. its "Apa Khabar" ..

My draft:
Assalamualaikum tuk! Apa khabar?.................................................

See how bad my bahasa become...

Assalamualaikum tuk! Apa khabar? ...... (this is when she say she's good). Maaf (I wanted to use ampun, but then again.. it sound so wrong.. ), kerana Jasmine tak jadi pulang. Jasmine kat adelaide, sangat jauh... (this is the part where she say tak apa, tuk rindu Jasmine) Jasmine pun rindu tuk.. rindu... food(?!) tuk... (I forgot about "makanan") Tuk jaga badan k? Tunggu Jasmine, Jasmine akan tengok u..

what.the.heck.... I feel embarrass even reading it now.. I don't think she really understand what I said.

Confessions and Redemptions..

*late post.. blame it on the quota, supposed to be posted on 1 Syawal*


Sorry I say,
for being ignorant
Sorry I say,
for being oblivious,
Sorry I say,
for not understanding,
Sorry I say,
for the disappointment
Sorry I say
for not returning,
Sorry I say
for the words that bleed
Sorry I say,
for those unseen tears
Forgiveness I ask,
on the dawn of Syawal
as I am condemned
with the mistakes I commit
Free me from guilt
save me from remorse
For I'll make it all up to you again..
*Selamat Hari Raya Aidil Fitri, maaf zahir and batin*

My all time dream..

Alas, another failure.... I didn't get through PQA.... First it was ISAT.. .. and I scored lower beyond average.. which seems abit embarrassing to me..well.. I reckon that it all gotta do with my level of IQ.. If I could turned back time... I would do more IQ and brain developing questions when I was small.. I would do more problem solving... I would learn how to love Maths.. and never hate it.. But the past is the past.. whatever it is, it will always remains the same.. So, I guess I'm at a crosspoint now.. To decide, whether I continue on pursuing Medicine or to drop all these silly dreams and just change course.. change to something which suits me..What do I really want??

Everytime, when I was asked, "Why Medicine? Why not others?" I always find myself out of words... Why?? Why do I want this so much?? I don't have the brains, I don't have the perseverance.. but now.. I think I've got the answer.. I want to be a doctor..

I want to be a doctor.. it's not because my parents are one.. (okay, I admit there are some influence coming from them) but that's not the reason why..
I want to be a doctor because I want to help people.. I bet that's the lamest excuse that anyone and everyone can give... but it's true...

I want to help people..
I want to save people...
I want to heal people.. because I think Life.. is very precious..
and everyone should enjoy Life till the fullest.. and not be pinned down by diseases and sickness.
And if they are pinned down by diseases and sickness,
I want to be their healing hands,


I want to be the one reaching out to them.. To pull them out from their agony and sufferings...



I want to see their beloved ones in happiness.. and not in tears..




because tears are....





I know Death is a way how life revolve.. but I want to prevent it..
because.. death.. is something that not all can understand..and not all can accept too
Death maybe a beginning for an eternal life... But what about the life before this eternal life?? Isn't that life?




I want to be a doctor because I want to wipe away the tears of those who are in grief..
because I know how bad it sucks to lose somebody.. (though I never really lost someone..XD)
I want to buy time for those who don't appreciate their loved ones.. so that they won't drown in remorse when they lose them or for those who have unfinished things.



I want to stand beside those who are ready to leave.. and tell them that it's ok .. to see them look at the world for the last time and being contented without any regrets.. and taking in their last breathe from this world...
I want to try my best to save them.. and if I can't I'll be the one to hold their hands until they let go... because I did my best..
I want to be the one who will welcome life.. and also the one who will walk with them in their misery till the end of their path so they won't be the only one walking..
but the most important thing is..
I want to be doctor because I want people to live...
and of course.. I want to be a doctor so that the people I loved will never suffer...



yeah.. I know all these things.. seems kinda impossible and stupid to do aite?? Death will always be occuring.. and people will be always dying.. but I want to do my best to relief them from their pain.. tat's what doctors do what? Not meh??? So there.. I said it.. I finally said the words from my heart.. the words tat seems so hard to be said..


So, this failure is not the end for me.. I will.. am going to be a doctor... Now I just have to see how far I can take myself to go beyond the distance... I don't care how much more failure I am going to go through, or maybe that far till I have to give up my friends here.. But I will continue to walk down this path.. Now.. the problem is HOW?? well.. that's another story..for now.. Gambateh, Jasmine..


p.s Congrats to Alex and Mich for getting the interview!! Best of luck !!! love ya lots...

Am I still Daddy's little girl????

I don't know why, but I just really miss my dad right now....
I miss his lame and cold jokes which always send me LMAO-ING... out loud .. without fail..
I miss the way he always tried to cheer me up but always get pushed away....
I miss the times I had supper with him.. tauge chicken, hokkien mee, mamak, food court..
I miss the way he would try to act cool like a teenager to become the same level like me and my brother just to blend in to our topic..
I miss the way he played ping pong with me.. everytime he tried to smash... he end up smashing the table with his body instead of using the bat and the ball (who the heck plays ping pong like this?)
I miss the times when we just talking random stuff, and his handphone will always.. (without fail) rings as its from the hospital indicating another paranoid mother with their babies wanting to see him...
I miss scolding him for picking up the call...
I miss those late nights where I'm still up .. and saw him with his big t-shirt and long pants.taking his wallet and keys and giving me the hopeless look.. indicating that he have to go to the hospital .... because of those paranoid mothers...
I miss waiting for him to come back after seeing those paranoid mothers..
I miss watching him picking up another call from the hospital again.. (those mothers are pretty paranoid)...
I miss watching football match with him as he would always picked the opposite team just to give sarcastic remarks towards the team I support especially towards my ex-husband... *ahem* *ahem* Cristiano Ronaldo *ahem* *ahem*.....
I miss going shopping with him as he would only window shop and never spend a dime...
I miss shopping computers and electronic things with him.. as he would.. maybe buy somethings... (usually, we go home empty handed)
I miss the feeling of excitement whenever I got something from him, though I know it was a gift from some bloody paranoid mothers... *screw them*
I miss his serious but never-fail-to-show-that-I-care face when he's working.
I miss calling him Mr Bean...
I miss tickling him on the hip and waist as that was his weakest point.. (that explain why I'm like that)
I miss punching his long-time-gone-biceps.....
I miss his laughter..
I miss his sarcastic remarks about other snobbish doctor...
I miss the from-work-to-politics conversation between him and my mother ( it's like a small parliament discussion on the dinner table)
I miss seeing him eating all the kacang putih.. and having sorethroat at the end..(my grandmother would lecture him for that)
I miss being angry with him as that's the only time I can flaunt my little miss behavior at him..
I miss his chinese philosophies and idioms though it always annoy me, it has a point...
I miss calling him daddy multiple times... and he would always answer
I miss asking him whether he love me more or my sister more....(he would say both)
I miss hugging him...
I miss slapping and kicking his ass...
I miss the times he would help my sis take revenge on me for disturbing her..
I miss laughing at him because he's short..
I miss the times when he asked my opinion on which ties he should wear before work as he was (and still) colour blind..
I miss his weird sense of fashion.. and his colour taste...
I miss his theory of bata shoes and addidas shoes comparison..



I miss my mother too, but I miss my dad the most...

Daddy, I miss you.... very much.... too much...

maybe I'm just not ready for this.................Daddy.. I'm not ok... your philosophies would work very well on me now...

I hate to admit this.. but it's the truth...

I think I'm homesick...





p.s .. I ain't bias.... there will be a mum post soon...
p.p.s.. I just realised I wished my dad Happy Father's Day on 22th June in here and I wished him again last week..haha turns out I'm not so bad after all.. yeppie!!

Pathetic

I feel sorry for you,
the girl who looks out for stars,
you sit and stare
at the twinkle skies
wishing and wanting
for a dream
which doesn't exist.
What do you want,
in this life that you've lived?
With that addiction,
which you just can't get over it,
you just sat under the dark
with that misery.
I feel sorry for you,
that you couldn't open your eyes
to see the things right in front of you,
yet chose to pretend.
I feel sorry for you,
for being such a sadist,
wake up,
there's more to life
than this pathetic scene...




I'm sorry, I just can't help it..

HI??

I said Hi,
you didn't reply,
It's OK,
I don't mind
Just hoping for one "Hi"..
For days, I've waited,
For months, I've bide
Approaching a new year,
there's just no vibes..
It's wouldn't kill you
just to say one"Hi",
I would be satisfy
as I secretly do mind...


But today,
you said Hi,
with many replies,
not knowing,
that it send me sky high..
so now
It's goodbye,
for I will not be saying Hi
But I'll wait till the day
where we come face to face
then we'll exchange some replies..

Catch a falling star...

A very short post...

I have been constantly surrounded by unique individuals throughout my life.. ...they add the stars and moon into my life which shines during my darkest days.. They sometimes can make me so happy that I can fly so high into the sky.... they too.... are the ones that can make my blood boil and tears drop..

When I was back home, I knew these few girls...They, were really something... They do not come and go, like chapters in my life... They were footprints, embedded deep into my soul..


I never thought I would survive without them... Leaving them.. was one of the hardest thing I have to do (back then)....I left home, with an empty heart.. leaving all the memories behind.. and flying off to a foreign land.. to start a new life..

I thought that I would never be the same again, as I closed my heart and sunk back into denial ..I thought I had lost a part of myself.. until.... I met these guys....




We started off as total strangers(well, for some of us).. with different backgrounds and different identities... and now we are all entangled in this web of friendship which I find it almost impossible to break off... In a foreign land, where our families are miles apart, we moved through the months together, hand in hand.. facing almost everything that life gave us. As the days, weeks, months just flew by, the bond of our friendship strengthen.. even stronger than the ionic , covalent and secondary interaction bond in those lame chemistry compounds...

We infected each other with our lame genes... We shared the crazy moments together... I find it quite amazing that it has only been few months.. but I'm already emotionally attached to them... Somehow, I feel like we are like one big family.. and I know that they will catch me if I fall.. and never let me wander too far into the darkness... but then again.. these are only my own feelings.. and thoughts....and the year is ending...and we will be leaving again.. and the question is.. am I prepared for another farewell???



*I doubt*


but all I know is... they are like falling stars.. crashing lights into my life... what will I do without them?

99 facts..

My blog.... looks freaking pathetic with just one bloody post. So I decide to do all these questions thingy (which I rarely ever do..) ... so here are the 99 facts about me......

WHAT WAS YOUR:
1. Last beverage: Tropical Crush from Boost!!!
2. Last phone call: Alex Hong Wern Juin (for the sake of biology)
3. Last text message: My mother.. (comparing my air tickets to Perth and air tickets to Malaysia.. I think she's trying to convince me to balik kampung)
4. Last song you listened to: Anything but Ordinary- Avril Lavigne
5. Last time you cried: Last month... (f*ck u Jeff)

HAVE YOU EVER:
6. Dated someone twice: Not even once...
7. Been cheated on: Never dated, never cheated
8. Kissed someone & regretted it: yeah... (don't ask)
9. Lost someone special: yep.. bugs me ocassionally..
10. Been depressed: of course.. I'm a freaking teenager..
11. Been drunk and threw up: Been drunk.. but not till the throwing up extent...

LIST THREE FAVORITE COLOURS:
12. Black.. (I'm a sadist)
13. Blue (reminds me of the Blue song by eiffel 65)
14. Purple

THIS YEAR HAVE YOU: (2009)
15. Made a new friend: Hell yeah... they rocked my life till the core...
16. Fallen out of love: define out of love...
17. Laughed until you cried: hmm.. I don't think so.. laughed till stomachache, yes... till crying extent.. no...
18. Met someone who changed you: yes... those fella's around me changed my perspective.
19. Found out who your true friends were: yep.. love them till the max....
20. Found out someone was talking about you: hmm..... nope... I don't think so..
21. Kissed anyone on your friends list: No.. way..
22. How many people on your friends list do you know in real life: More than.... 10
23. How many kids do you want?: I wanted 4 until I learned about Reproduction......
24. Do you have any pets: I have a Golden-Lab back home.. named Fifi (come to think of it, I think it's kinda embarrassing name for a dog that big, sorry gurl..)
25. Do you want to change your name: No..never wanted to, never planned to, never will... I love my name....though I think my chinese name is even better....
26. What did you do for your last birthday: went to a food festival with those crazy assholes...
27. What time did you wake up today: 9.10am.. I have Critical Thinking class at 10am...
28. What were you doing at midnight: Blogging..... instead of studying
29. Name something you CANNOT wait for: to go to Perth n see NOUVEENA CHAI KAR YOKE!!! (I'm coming baby!!)
30. Last time you saw your Mother: 1 week ago, on skype... with my dad... and my sister...
31. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life: to become more persistent and more positive... (i'm a sadist)
32. What are you listening to right now: I gotta feeling- Black Eyed Peas (monday, tuesday, wednesday & thursday, friday, saturday and sunday)
33. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: NO... i don't think so.. oh wait.. I think I have... but then again, no recollection of that incident... so its a NO..
34. What's getting on your nerves right now: The fact that I'm still answering these questions instead of completing my assignment......
35. Most visited webpage: FACEBOOK (damn it)
36. Whats your real name: JASMINE LEE.....
37. Nicknames: min, min min, ADELAIDE CITY COUNCIL.. (WTF)
38. Relationship Status: Single and UNAVAILABLE..
39. Zodiac sign: PISCES!!
40. Male or female?: I have XX chromosome in me...
41. Primary School?: SJK(C) Ave Maria Convent, Ipoh.
42. Secondary School?: SMJK Ave Maria Convent, Ipoh
43. College?: Bradford College..
44. Hair colour: Black, with some.. faded brown streaks..
45. Long or short: Neither long,neither short...
46. Height: a depressing 156cm or.. maybe 158cm.. at least I'm taller than Eugenie the midget..
47. Do you have a crush on someone?: hmm... I don't think so..
48: What do you like about yourself?: To be able to stand up with a smile and a no-big-deal attitude after failures...
49. Piercings:On the ears..
51. Righty or lefty: Right...

FIRSTS :
52. First surgery: like what veena said... does cutting the umbilical cord counts????
53. First piercing: 7 or 8 I think..
54. First best friend: NOUVEENA CHAI KAR YOKE.. (I know you love me girl friend..)
55. First sport you joined: Netball at 13... and I never regretted joining it..
56. First vacation: 2 years old.. to Singapore (Land of the Kia Su(s))
59. Eating: Chewing gum..recently addicted to it
60. Drinking: Farmers Union Iced Coffee Strong
61. I'm about to: continue on with my assignments.....
62. Listening to: Love Game -Lady Gaga
63. Waiting for: something to happen...

YOUR FUTURE
64. What kids?: I wanted 2 girls and 2boys.... until I learned Reproduction...
65. Get Married?: It's every girl's secret dream... (seriously, don't tell me ya never fantasied wedding dresses and beautiful churches.. )
66. Career?: a doctor.. a good one... ( I wanna save the community)

WHICH IS BETTER :
67. Lips or eyes: Eyes.. they tell the truth.. sometimes..
68. Hugs or kisses: Both. Hugs make u feel warm and fuzzy while kisses (on the cheek) makes you smile like a 4 year old child (although it maybe disgusting at first)
69. Shorter or taller: I'm already short... I don't need another twin boyfriend, thank you very much..
70. Older or Younger: Some how my age...
71. Romantic or spontaneous: Both??? what's the difference anyway?? U have to be spontaneous to be romantic...
72. Nice stomach or nice arms: hmm... arms??? I don't really mind actually..
73. Sensitive or loud: Not too sensitive (I don't need a girl as my boy friend)... not too loud (I don't date speakers)
74. Hook-up or relationship: Relationship... ...... ...... I ain't no hooker, baby..
75. Trouble maker or hesitant: Trouble maker! XD (bad boys are cool, in a way)

HAVE YOU EVER :
76. Kissed a stranger : yes.... Cristiano Ronaldo on the youtube....
77. Drank hard liquor: Nope..
78. Lost glasses/contacts: I have the most perfect eyesight....
79. Sex on first date: I have my virtues mind you...
80. Broken someone's heart: Nobody has ever given me theirs...
82. Been arrested: I've been taken to the police station before.. but I don't think that's arresting...
83. Turned someone down: hehe yep..
84. Cried when someone died: No.. I mourned.. but never cry...
85. Fallen for a friend?: Of course.... growing up process...

DO YOU BELIEVE IN:
86. Yourself: some times... rarely..
87. Miracles: No... Seeing is believing...
88. Love at first sight: No such thing... crush at first sight (yes)..
89. Heaven: can be anywhere, depends on how you define heaven..
90. Santa Claus: used to, until I read that Santa Claus and the tooth fairy doesn't exist...
91. Kiss on the first date: Nah, don't think so.. I think I've already have a nervous breakdown even before the date ended..

ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:
94. Had more than 1 girlfriend/boyfriend at a time: Never before in my 18 years of life....
95. Did you sing today? : Yes.. with cough as additional beats..
96. Ever cheated on somebody?: Never dated, never cheated...
97. If you could go back in time, how far would you go?: 3 years ago..
98. If you could pick a day from last year and relive it, what would it be?: Netball Farewell gathering... minus the mosquito and leeches...
99. Are you afraid of falling in love?: hate to admit it, but yes.. a big big BIG YES..


I'll tag my brother... If ya love me, do it boy.. ..
and those slackers out there ...if u ever read this...do this for the sake of fun... (yes, you... the fact that you are reading this, you are already slacking)


off to work...

will update... with a real post... I promise.........