so, i spent my Labour Day relaxing. woke up late, had Subway for breakfast (salami and ham, complete with Diet coke and two cookies) and then read a book. it was pretty sad and one of the main characters was a psychologist.

"you're a shrink."
"where did you learn that word?"
"i hear things. doctors like you shrink people's heads with all your talking."

slightly paraphrased, but it's like 'OH, is that why?'. i knew psychologists were called shrinks, but never really understood the reason behind that. just thought it was some sort of unreasonable slang.

after the book, i tried to complete my fanfiction, but it was already three in the afternoon. i managed to squeeze six words out and then i re-saved it. the first panic attack of the day arrived because it suddenly hit me that the day is almost over, which means that chinese myes&bio SPA is coming.

then i dawdled around, watching youtube videos before abandoning the computer for TV. i swear i watched, like, four Phineas and Ferb episodes. they're quite funny. and i always consciously listen whenever Candice talks because i know Ashley Tisdale voices her. haha, funny.

when you need to relax, please listen to the following two songs. i swear you'll love it.




i kinda like Phineas and Ferb. and Perry the Platypus.

SO ANYWAY. i caught half a CSI episode and ten minutes of Amazing Race:Asia. amazing race is so competitive! it's kinda annoying. and CSI was sad. :( the latest seasons of CSI seems to concentrate more on emotions and plot, rather than the forensics and labby stuff. i prefer the labby stuff, when they look through the microscope and the camera totally does this awesome zoom in thing. the next thing you know, you're looking at fake, 3D cartoons of bacteria. gives Biology and Chemistry a whole new dimension.

and then dinner. then i'm here. the second panic attack of the day just took place. it's like OMG I HAVEN'T STUDIED FOR BIO SPA I AM GOING TO DIE. then pssssssssh, later la.

haha that's just me. i guess i'm trying to pace myself. but every single freaking time i think about how the o levels are robbing me of my life, of my friends and of myself, i get moodayye. or maybe it's bloody mary. like what my school diary says on 30 May, "PSYCHOLOGICAL". couldn't squeeze the "IT'S" in front of it, but nevermind.

i think JC and University is going to be fun. now that i've pretty much settled and know what i'm going to choose. i guess it gets tougher in the difficulty level of the subject, but at least i don't feel like i'm doing something i'm forced to do. like in primary school and half of secondary school. who knows, maybe i'll become a shrink one day and totally bawl with my clients.
"SNIFF, yes i totally know how you feel SNIFF it's so sad SNIFF but stay strong! SNIFF and sorry, the time's up SNIFF that's five hundred dollars, thankyouverymuch." BEAMS.

haha. i don't really hear about psychologists in Singapore though. so maybe i can take up avril's suggestion and become a columnist. "omg audrey".

"omg audrey, i am a teenager and i am pregnant!"
"omg audrey, my boyfriend became gay because of me!"
"omg audrey, i took up glue sniffing but now my nostrils are glued together!"

something like that, maybe. it'll be fun!

and if that doesn't work out too, then maybe i'll sell handmade birthday cards. i'll sell them at ten dollars per card so 1) people will think that it's extremely high-class and buy it, and 2) i earn big bucks.

(okay, before i go on, i SWEAR that i will go and study at nine, then sleep at ten.)

okay. i played withe the eyelash curler and mascara and eyeliner today. i curled my lashes right and applied mascara. my eyelashes look so long! haha then i added eyeliner and looked at myself in the mirror, for like, fifteen minutes before wiping everything off. :D

hahah i love playing around with makeup even though i don't really wear them out. NOT LIKE I EVEN GO OUT NOWADAYS. haha sorry, i just basically like reminding myself the fact that my social life is like a Y=0 LINE GRAPH! yucks. i'm using math to describe my social life.

on a side note, i can never call my brother 'son of a bitch' ever since gordon from supernatural socked dean for calling him that. because by calling my brother that, i'll be insulting my mom too. so, nope. just "fatass" or "asshole" for now. maybe an occasional "imbecile" to totally mock him. he uses "imbecile" okay. like, what, you think you too high-class for "idiot", issit? dumbfart.

i think Falklands sounds vulgar. like how i think infarction sounds vulgar too. :/

why the hell does pubic hair grow so fast! i swear i'm damn irritated at my armpit hair. if only the hair on my head could grow as fast! once i'm of legal age, imma laser all of them off. arm hair and leg hair included. haven't got a chance to try out my Veet Wax Strips though. hmmm.

anyways, there's still half an hour til nine. i'm going to youtube til the time comes and then roll off. :(

seeya around.