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Sunday, September 18, 2005 did i mention. at taka shopping with ma on thurs there were 4 THAI TRANSVESTITES yes and they were shopping very very near me i was so disgusted and repulsified [made up word] but man they are hot. but voices ar neither male nor female in a sense its low, but not manly. somewhat feminine but low. EEEEEEYUUUCK went to see all the prom bags at tangs, but those that i chose were deemed too ah mah by ma. how man. how man? MONI EDUCATE ME or i will never survive in this world and those that ma chose were deemed too ah mah by me. ok. bout sat wedding from late morn all the way till afternoon ok first we must get clear how i felt all throughout the wedding. thursday mum bought me this top ok imagine. blue looks a bit flowery but they are not flowers i would never wear flowers. and its a uhh tube thing with this string to tie round your neck. after you've tied it up the beads attached to it look like a choker thing aiyah. i felt like a pruned poodle on a leash a pruned freaking poodle. ok. now i would probably not wear the top again. unless one day, i wake up with the thought that i'd reeealllly LOVE to be a pruned poodle on a leash. but ok lah. give ma credit. the top's nice. i have come to the conclusion that all nice tops are uncomfortable [so long's they're not sports tops] [then again, mother does not include sports apparel in her list or ''proper clothes for young women''] [mother! i am not a young woman!] ah well. yvonne is really pretty. i thought she was sweet looking but ive never seen her in. well a bridal gown well come to think of it. most women i only see once in a bridal gown. forget that thought. and. when the reception came. sushi! i took. and as me and sheryl were walking along the corridor. owen calmly took my sushi. my last one somemore! sheryl next time we gang up. and take his sushi. [i keep typing sushi as shusi] i realised. that i would REALLY prefer to be a boy. look here. imagine this. one day i, a boy, goes and buys 10 collared shirts of relatively good quality and different colours or whatever. and i buy one pair of black office pants. and a few neutral ties. and there you are, you've got wedding clothes for... forever! unless you attend like 100 weddings a year. in which case you'd be the priest. so you need no wedding clothes. boys dont need to dress up. boys dont need to do makeup. im not saying i do makeup right now, but i know the time will eventually come. and i pray it dont come all that quick. boys dont need to have a good figure. they can be skinny, no one cares they can be slightly plump. no problem! just wear a bigger shirt. no more paunch! who cares if boys have big thighs? or thick arms? boys dont need to pluck their eyebrows. [i think] boys can have dry hair, and you dont see them rushing out to buy the latest magic hair product. girls, on the other hand, cannot have either one of these things. for they are heinous sins. GASP if you're skinny, oh, someone call her anorexic. if you're fat, oh, someone hand her some dieting pills. if you dont dress well and look good, my goodness which planet are you from? sensationalised, but true. ah okay now for sat night third paternal granduncle's 70th birthday at grand copthorne waterfront drool, drool, and drool. if i werent wearing heels, i'd have stepped into the chocolate fountain. HEEEEE HEEE HAAA AA AH AHAHAHA HHHHAAAA i must have ate a whole salmon. sashimi gaagagagagagagaaa the mussels were [ajax] fabaluso! and. omg the durian cake. and the fried doughnuts <3 kataife? what do you call it. some really sugary thing with a crispy bottom soaked in sugar with some coconutty tasting floss LOVE needless to say i felt like a stuffed tukey all ready for thanksgiving. of transvestites, pruned poodles, food, girls and boys. angela posted this at 21:59 [comment] *** |
 Angela Chan 18 9Dec89 raffles girls' school raffles junior college smu lkcsb gryphons softball ----------------------------- likes swimming, tennis school, human geog lessons reading food sleep ----------------------------- i don't really like studying fakos ----------------------------- Please: Lord please let me grow a better relationship with God ------------------------------ chanyha@gmail.com History 12/01/2003 - 01/01/2004 01/01/2004 - 02/01/2004 02/01/2004 - 03/01/2004 03/01/2004 - 04/01/2004 04/01/2004 - 05/01/2004 05/01/2004 - 06/01/2004 06/01/2004 - 07/01/2004 07/01/2004 - 08/01/2004 08/01/2004 - 09/01/2004 09/01/2004 - 10/01/2004 10/01/2004 - 11/01/2004 11/01/2004 - 12/01/2004 12/01/2004 - 01/01/2005 01/01/2005 - 02/01/2005 02/01/2005 - 03/01/2005 03/01/2005 - 04/01/2005 04/01/2005 - 05/01/2005 05/01/2005 - 06/01/2005 06/01/2005 - 07/01/2005 07/01/2005 - 08/01/2005 08/01/2005 - 09/01/2005 09/01/2005 - 10/01/2005 10/01/2005 - 11/01/2005 11/01/2005 - 12/01/2005 12/01/2005 - 01/01/2006 01/01/2006 - 02/01/2006 02/01/2006 - 03/01/2006 03/01/2006 - 04/01/2006 04/01/2006 - 05/01/2006 05/01/2006 - 06/01/2006 06/01/2006 - 07/01/2006 07/01/2006 - 08/01/2006 08/01/2006 - 09/01/2006 09/01/2006 - 10/01/2006 10/01/2006 - 11/01/2006 11/01/2006 - 12/01/2006 12/01/2006 - 01/01/2007 01/01/2007 - 02/01/2007 02/01/2007 - 03/01/2007 03/01/2007 - 04/01/2007 04/01/2007 - 05/01/2007 05/01/2007 - 06/01/2007 06/01/2007 - 07/01/2007 07/01/2007 - 08/01/2007 08/01/2007 - 09/01/2007 09/01/2007 - 10/01/2007 10/01/2007 - 11/01/2007 11/01/2007 - 12/01/2007 12/01/2007 - 01/01/2008 01/01/2008 - 02/01/2008 02/01/2008 - 03/01/2008 03/01/2008 - 04/01/2008 04/01/2008 - 05/01/2008 05/01/2008 - 06/01/2008 06/01/2008 - 07/01/2008 07/01/2008 - 08/01/2008 08/01/2008 - 09/01/2008 11/01/2008 - 12/01/2008 12/01/2009 - 01/01/2010
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