AMANDA NICOLE
eighteen
taurus
24 april baby
catholic
guitarist
aikidoka
msn-addict
prone to getting high
CRAZIED
tomboy-er
sms/chat lover
JOKER OF THE YEAR
st. anthony's preschool
chij bukit timah
art club
st. theresa's convent
RED CROSS
acjc(three months)
CANOEING/DBOAT
catholic jc
canningcollege
Shopping fan
curtin university
ROWING
swimming
working to earn a living

playing on my guitar;D
searching for tabs online
music
OUTDOORS:D
water sports, CANOEING
mountaineering
camping outdoors
orientation camps!
SHOPPING!
ROWING
movieing with friends
being totally ME
smsing/chat
blogging;D
scouting for eyecandies.
Chocolates
running/crunches
reading for leisure
suntanning<3
SUN SAND SEA.

conquer mount kinabalu
master drums one day
learn guitar tabs ( currently)
to be a rich woman!
grow taller!
learn how to do makeup
travel around the world backpacker style
get back home to singapore!
do well in up in uni exams
ROWING CHAMPIONSHIPS!
hiphop street dancing
the special coffee blend
do something crazy and wild
get my honours!
work hard in both my jobs
throw the old, get the new
be the next AUSTRALIAN IDOL

crumpler bag
rowing championships medals
more eyecandies!
to dye my hair brown/red
my food hunt
workout dumbells
GET AN AWESOME TATTOO
another piercing to go with
new balance dryfit apparel
nike running dryfit tee
splurging on sunglasses
COME BACK HOME!
lesser projects/schoolwork
another jar of jellybeans!
retain my 46kg
running machine
doritos nachos
cadbury icrecream tubs
up my fitness level
to get my HOT abs
to able to carry a scull by myself
get tanner under the sun!

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28th october 2007
Day a hundred and ninety eight.

just another 2 more days and it'll be my two hundred day here in perth. let's pop some champange to the girl who made it alive out in this foreign land of aussie-fied 'good day mate'. 21 days more and i'll be back to saneness. singapore, somehow i miss you badly. i miss the good food, the streets at night, the warmth!! and the laughter of family and friends. i should be awarded the long term mental illness certificate for going through pure madness these 7 months here in jail. im glad im coming home. MA, im coming home!

i feel bad though. i cant stand just one thing about you. the singlish in your talk. i guess coming over here has transformed thi pueeny brain of mind to registed nothing but good sensed english. sorry, i cant stand singlish. the lahs, lors, lees, orhs, mahs or whatever you guys can come up with. ive not changed in my talk. i talk the same, just without them. can you imagine, just by saying all those behind every sentence, you lose that bit of saliva of which you can lick it up to coat your lips, or you could do things faster ( shorten the amount of information you have to tell people). yeah;D just no singlish. my hands are ready enough to whack those who say it in front of me. try me.

and i thought spring was here. its getting colder by the day. the degrees are dropping to winter style. wheres my sun? sheesh, you came so late and now youre giving back the baton to winter? well its warming up soon enough this week and the hottest on friday when i have my chemistry tee exams. wish me luck ( i need a lot of it to see me through this)! i had to wear my pullover out with long sleeves. i was cold again.

we went for church and canning market somehow seemed attractive as a stop for lunch. i was phleming. mum said ' no fried food, chocolates ( STAY AWAY) and so does sweets.' so yeah, i couldnt eat at livingston since it was all fried food outlets. we search throughout and couldnt find anything decent. ah heck that rule. we went for seafood basket. WOOTS. and boy, i didnt regret. okay mum, if you wanna scold/ nag. im all ears ( hehe;D) i'll get well dont worry;D we stopped by the sweets shop. omg, i think i could have died that. i was in heaven. pure sweets heaven. the lollies, the gummies, the sweets, the snacks. i feel bad for the shop assistant, she had to clean up after me ( i drooled all over the places i stepped on) it was amazing. there was so many sweets. UNBELIEVABLE. have you ever seen sweets in giant packets like fits the size of your arms sprawled over it? lollies so big that you needed four mouths to fit the giant in. omg, tempted yet i didnt buy just yet. i used just yet. nick, i have to take you here shopping for your sweets also.

it was celestina's birthday last friday. happy belated girlfriend! they called us together for a get together to eat her birthday cake for lunch. tommorrow at school 11am. boy, am i going for the food? did i just say food? opps sorry mum, er the friends. yeah, im going for the friends. i went shopping for her presents and settled for a balloon and a blue bear. imagine her reaction when she sees the stuff she has to lug home. a balloon for a 19th year old? HAHA hilarious. she must think im nuts to get her that. cmon im just childish at heart.

a guy wished me happy birthday! i dont mind though. im celebrating it again. my 17th birthday. i didnt get to celebrate it much when i was here. when im back. it'll be 17 friends, with 17 cakes. at 17 different venues. HAHA. what else? 17 presents ( hell i dont mind) and maybe 17 different types of food. im for it ! any takers?

i didnt like my sister. she made me wait for the bus. the bear wont forgive you either.

happy birthday celest! the bear loves you ( after being squashed in the face of my sister) it's fur is ruffled.
michelle smsed me about the changes to the venue. ( i know i look fat in this pic) dont SAY IT . i think i didnt like the sms and start bleahing. ( sorry it aint ladylike) ;D

the both of us got crazy. and i swear we didnt suck any of the helium from the balloon. i couldnt have. even though i carried it, it was impossible. i started doing stupid stuffs. my tummy ached so much from laughing. it was a good one though. guys were staring at my sister for her infectious LOUD laugh that i think scared them. drivers that went pass us thought we were mad. the balloon, the comedian and the audience ( the one which the infectious laughter).

the walk home was worst. it went from silly to mad to insane! charmaine started testing me on my chinese skills. i managed some but yet the others just didnt seem to ring a bell. i read an advertisement on the rubbish bin. ' i can speak chinese, hokkien, cantonese and teochew' says the woman advertised on it. well, guess what? i can speak four languages also.

'i can speak english, singlish, chinese and australianese' HAHA. i asked her whats sex in chinese. she stunned. she was like ' shit i dont even know/' i sensed it. so i bugged her. ' what! a simple three letter word and you dont know?' wow youre good in 'chinese'' she thought hard and gave up.

i started to ask her whats sex in french. and started to giving her weird variations. they call it, 'fra-mu-la' she thought it was real. she believed me for that one second before i burst out laughing. she slapped me hard. ' i dont like you. you always make me believe you. HA THE POWER OF PERSUASION. i just love you it. dont you? well, so she didnt believe me because i started laughing my head off. stupid me. i should have just kept shhh. i gave her more variations. how about? 'va-la-su-sa' 'pi-shay-na-ti' or best! 'vi-ca-na-too-ti'? HAHA GOSH IT WAS FUNNY.

try it in japanese. we laughed more. 'bu-cu-nae' or 'ya-ma-cho-sei' or 'woo-chu-nei' or 'yan-da-nae-yo' she howled. i laughed. see the difference why she's so scary when you make her laugh. thank god, im the only one who makes her this crazy. behold the mad woman. someone TAME HER PLEASE.

she asked for more. singaporeans? i gave a long one. to end the show for all. she couldnt make it out but we both laughed. ' eh-pi-pa-cu-chi-ni-ni-la-lu-sa' never whatever. i couldnt remember for word what i said. but hey, singaporeans. haha;D our definition of sex. its complicated. you wouldnt wanna know. HAHA.