DESTROY THE AUNTIES

really, this campaign actually started ever since Singapore gained its independence. Just that Stanford raffles didn't do a proper job in establishing a stronghold of this campaign to the rest of the population then. So here i am, volunteering to be the new found president, pledging, vowing to continue promoting this campaign dilligently. Anyone, interested to be ex-co or ordinary members of this campaign can kindly approach me by leaving a comment with your details. Thank you.

HAHA

Actually, i got this inspiration to come out with this piece of crap after cheng renewed my passion to listen to DTR (destroy the runner) again. you know, those kind of songs where you wanna just listen to them over and over again without getting sick of it. And DTR's saints is just it. Plus! Plus! the lead singer is cute.haha. (: and cheng said that they are a christian band,which is totally amazing and admirable.
here...
"saints"
This was my call to your arms
Sounding silent alarms
Will you love me when you hear me lie?
This last time
I've seen a sea of change
This fleeting love that leaves me alone
This last time
Lift me now from this pain
You know the way to bring me home
As we die
We've dimmed our lights past darkness
Hiding our way back from this
Swallowing every glimpse of our faithfulness
Who will guide us home when we cannot see?
The weak to follow the lead
It's taking over our lives
As we live, as we die

How cool if we could sing this in church huh.

anyway, talking about elizabeth's sister saga, i'm over it already. haha. because everyone said my lemon pie was nice! although only A FEW, VERY VERY LITTLE, MAYBE ONLY ONE. ( ahahha, no la) said that it was soggy. But i still feel very settled after that, because no one actually said that about the cakes i ever made! and it was the first time for me to actually follow an authentic recipe instead of using betty crocker. And coming to realization, i understand why i get so sensitive whenever she says those things to me. It's because i actually do care what she thinks about me,and what she is learning from me. you know, in case its something bad. ahhhh, or maybe her brain is too hollow to actually evaluate me accurately. or her hair is too frizzy that is actually frizzled her brain to bits so she cant think straight.or it could have been the walking into Chanel, YSL, Prada, Gucci too many times i think. i presume she has started hallucinating, assuming she was some "tai-tai" and assuming i was mrs sng. thus the name-calling. HAHA. maybe, if only, i wish

legend
brown areas:
areas that have darkened over the past 3 weeks in CJ due to intensive training. areas that have resulted in an ugly tanline on me!
black lines under my "eyes":
eye bags that have resulted in over usage of my contacts and lack of sleep everyday
red spots on my thighs:
rash which had developed after mass pe from isaac lim. pushing up on the dirty filthy muddy grass! not that im a wuss or what, but i never had a rash like this in my thighs before!
opened mouth:
my expression everytime i stare into the mirror these few days

note: my body aint at pudgy and wriggly as the picture.