okay. i think i am finally prepared to reveal the new handphone. this is what it looks like.



it's the MotoRAZR v6 Maxx. and in February, it will belong to my dad.

he's a darling, really, for letting me use this phone instead of the original charity thing. (his phone got damaged and his friend gave him an unused one. or something like that.)

the whole process was quite painful at first, when i was trying to choose a cheapo flip phone. and just when i thought i chose the okay cheapo phone, my mom dropped the bomb on me-- the phone i was going to buy had to see me through four years. four whole years! until j2! suddenly, i wasn't looking for an okay-looking cheapo phone anymore.

i explored all choices. i even cancelled the criteria of my phone being pink! but everything that i wanted was either out of stock, or out of stock. it was so sickening and i was seriously going to cry. it looked like i had no other choice but to hang on to that cheapo phone for my dear life.

but then, being the smartest person on earth, it just hit me. and smilingly, i told my daddy dearest the alternate solution.

see, it was supposed to be my father changing phones at this time of the year, but it gave it up for me. and my mom was like, if i buy a phone now, it'll be my father's turn to buy a phone in Feb (thus the cheapo phone sticking to me for four years).

but, i suggested that my daddy buy a phone now and i can use his old one until Feb, when i can buy my own phone!

of course, fatherly love is a great and noble thing. so he looked for his future phone and ended up buying this MotoRAZR v6 Maxx. which is not my phone. it's his. but it's confusing at times, because my sister refuse to refer to it as my handphone, because it's technically not. that's why it's dubbed "the handphone". happy ending for all.

i guess you can sms me after reading this post. and i can finally finally use the sms tool. :D

i absolutely have to mention that the only game this handphone has, is Platinum Sudoku. seriously seriously. i've played enough sudoku to last me the rest of my life. but i feel smart. everytime i complete a puzzle, it feels like i've massacred a whole country of brain cells. and that's good because i'm exercising my mind.

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i have progressed dentally.

on that day of free consultation, i laid there on the chair while the doctor and my mom discussed about me like i wasn't there. i didn't even try eavesdropping.

and then my mom left and he told me to lie back. i did.

he placed his bib thingy around my neck and i assumed he was going to check my teeth. he lowered the chair until i felt like i was hanging upside down.

he prepared some tools and then told me to open my mouth. i did.

he proceeded to stuff some icky, disgusting mushy green plasticine-like thing into my mouth. he aggravated it by adding pressure onto it. i'm like, breathe, audrey, breathe! in, out. in, out. gag gag gag.

repeat the above procedures twice and you pretty much get the idea of what getting a mould feels like.

i left the room, feeling like i just stuffed myself with minty clay. which was why i gorged on Macdonald's after that.

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today, i went to get my x-ray done. the actual thing was so much faster than the waiting. not that fun, because i didn't understand what the doctor was trying to say (think: ACCENT). but it was fast.

i went home and opened it up, analysed the x-rays myself. one was of my side-profile and another was of my teeth.

my side profile is so horrible, it looks like a normal person was trying to hide a watermelon in his mouth.

it affirmed my decision to push back the first six teeth, so my side profile wouldn't protrude so much. which also means that i'll have to extract four tooths.

my goodness! i mean, i knew that my side profile was horrible, but the x-ray was practically eye poison! it made me sag with relief knowing that i'm going for braces, or i'll die and decompose, looking exactly like the x-ray.

to all the avid braces-haters out there, i won't be joining you any time soon. i'll just think of the x-ray every time it hurts like hell and the pain will be reduced to nothingness. y'hear me? nothingness.

seriously. i wish i could show you a picture of the x-ray. but i think i'll be infringing some rights if i do take a picture and post it up here. i don't even know if i can open the envelope up in the first place. :/

and in any case, i do not want to frighten any one of you to death. i'm too young to go to jail!

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i have progressed in terms of homework-scenario. i managed to vomit three parts out!

i'm really scared about this whole extremely overdued situation of my scenario. i know miss tan has this thing with Time and Deadlines. so i have some ideas as to how she'll react.

and you know what? i was so frightened i actually dreamt about it.

yes, that's the truth and nothing but the whole truth.

well, it didn't take up the whole dream. it was just a small but extremely comforting part.

this was how it went:
i was somehow in the school canteen with friends&company. enter miss tan. she comes up to the table i'm sitting at and sorta sits down too. she tells me not to rush for the scenario because there's still a "long way to go" aka, a lot of time left. in that dream, sze wing was sitting beside me and she was apparently in scenario too, because she sighed really loudly, saying how she hadn't been able to come up with a single thing. of course, i looked at her and am like, omg me too!

i woke up, disorientated for the slightest second and everything comes rushing back. what happened the day before, what happened the whole of my life, what happened in my dream. it wasn't until much later that i remembered that particular part of the dream.

if only it was true! i spent some time trying to convince myself that the dream was miss tan sending a message to me, telling me not to rush with scenario, and to let nature take its course.

and then audrey did a full-body reality check.

nope. nada. zilch. not a chance.

so as i showered, some parts of my scenario came to me and i felt quite inspired. i know i have the abilities and the capabilities to finish it up tomorrow. what i don't know, is how i should apologize to her. what am i supposed to write in the say-i-am-sorry email? i know she's going to be so annoyed at me. and i honestly do not want an annoyed miss tan shooting me deathglares early next term.

oh well. imma take one step at a time. i shall print it out and let clairetan take a look. she read it once and was quite encouraging. she even asked me a while back (before term ended) if i was finished with my scenario because she wanted to read. she's good with editing too, so i can have second opinions. :D

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jacqueline leong! send me the street fest pictures!

and sure thing, cheryl. i'll try sending it over asap. as in asap-asap.

avril-- hmm, tearing out my hair? seems like a whole lotta fun to me! :D

and to all the darlings who tagged about my grievous loss, a big fat juicy MUACK! goes out from me to you. love!

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Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken winged bird that cannot fly.
(Lanston Hughes)