i want that one.

and lou diamond phillips circa 1987.

YAY!

onitsuka sneakers - $149
everlast maryjanes - $34

do i really need footwear?

ok so jordin's the youngest american idol winner, not that i could care any less. that girl is so fake; from her teeth to the annoying heart-shaped gestures. like just go away. blake winning wouldn't have changed anything. if melinda or lakisha had won, it would at least save this season from ending just like how it began. utterly mediocre. nothing that we've never seen in previous seasons. nothing except sanjaya and his hair. most boring season thus far. i've lost count of how many times i've rolled my eyes seeing news of jordin's victory. screw AI. i still like sailorboy phil.

i really need a job when i start school. maybe tutoring or something. i could start looking now but my fat ass just insists on plonking itself in front of the tv. i haven't gotten a real job ever since the papers ended. that's 6 months of slacking. but hey, i've only put on 3kg.

i need to buy more clothes. i need the onitsuka shoes. i need a big bag. i need new hair. i need a new phone. i need ipod speakers. i need to eat at a steamboat place. but i don't have any money. YAY!

what a double whammy. first, man utd lost the fa cup final on sat. yesterday, rafa's 81 clay court match winning streak was ended after he lost the hamburg tms final. what a horrid weekend. thankfully, caridee was hilarious on antm and the pepper dennis episode was good last night.

yesterday, went to the ntu hss tea party at stamford hotel with celeste. we never talked to any professors and student ambassadors. basically, we went for 3 rounds of food and then left unannounced.

this season's survivor sucks so bad. there are so many boring people in the comptition. even the winner is boring. cook islands is still the best of the series.

glory glory man utd.

i survived 2 months without internet access. i'm now on singnet and the pages load at granny speed. i can finish running 2.4km (complete with the asthma aftermath) and still not have a complete episode of survivor fully loaded. not many things have happened since then but i won't spare the boredom of the details.

i've watched almost 20 vcds and dvds during my internet-free period. the 40 year old virgin is bloody hilarious.

my dad was hospitalised for almost 7 weeks and he had undergone surgery to remove a decaying bone in his neck. he's been home since last friday and the hospitalisation led to him weighing the same as me now. yes, i weigh the same as my dad.

i turned 19 on the 6th without much fanfare. come 2008, i'll be 20 on world asthma day. now that would be something worth celebrating.

the best birthday present i received was chelsea's draw against bolton which handed man utd the league title. go devils!

i've been offered a place in ntu for the english course. suprised? well so am i. i never fancied my chances after telling the prof i disliked reading and preferred movie adaptations. i even wrote an essay on the duchess of malfi which would cause ms baey to lock me up. it was utter rubbish. but i did use the term "hyberbole" which looked and sounded impressive. i've accepted the ntu offer and skipped my nie interview as a result. i doubt that nus would even take a look at my application. i sent them my friends of singa award cert which i was awarded in 1996.

rafa won his 3rd consecutive title for the 3rd consecutive year at the rome masters. he is so going to win roland garros. i haven't played tennis for 15984842 years now i may have lost my golden touch (which was rusty to begin with).

oh klaxons make good music. eccentric but good. i like a lot.