Formal was fucking epic. I loved it so much! I had so much fun. Although it was a bit stressing at first, but everything turned out fine!
SHOUTOUT TO: Ying Wu for doing the sashes and ordering it and everything. Jenny Chan and Denise Dang for fundrasing and the invites and all the other people who helped them. Yena Wu, Katarina Milinkovic for the shot glass, Vinh Duong and Bao Van Le for being MC, and also the performances by Joseph Sailosi, Jackson, Tuan Dang, Michael, Kitty, Winnieeh, Jennifer Yoo, Ella Han and Vivian. The DJ Nigel Sirisomphone, ‘Hugo’, ‘Sam’ and the photographer Ken, Denise’s sister, the Skyview’s caterers, Simon, Mariam and her parents, Bao Van Le for the slideshow, Simpson Tien for the idea of the blogspot and Aaron Tran for the couple speech. Most of all, I’d like to thank my bestfriend Khoa for the support he’s given me throughout the whole formal planning. And I’d also like to thank my girls, you guys know who you are. And thank you everyone for just being there and having a great night. I hope you enjoyed it. Thank you guys so much!
And congratulation to Jordano Vasquez for the Mr Einstein, Sarah Le Pham for Miss Einstein, Nicholas Truong for the Most Cutest, Kayla Adum for Most Rebellious, Cutest Couple for Mercy Eng and Garry Fung, Biggest Dope for John Chau, Most Tank for Joseph Sailosi and Best Dress for Thien Tran and ME! :D Congrats to all! :):)
I hope everyone had a great night, cus I know I did! :)
Quick Entry: Tomorrow is formal and I’m not that excited. Months and months of planning has finally paid off. I’m so glad I’m the organizer! Cus I get cool stuff, like the best tables at the place, being able to pick the theme colors, food and other decorations. I love the job! I feel so proud of myself. Anyways, I finally got my dress. Months and months of walking around Livo, Parra, Burwood, Parra, Livo, Livo, Fairfield, Livo, Parra, Stocklands, Bondi Junction, Parra, Livo etc.. I finally found it.
You know when you see something and then you immediately fell inlove with it? Well yeah, that’s like me and my dress. It’s so pretty. I loved it. When I saw it, I swear ta god, I HAD TO have it! It was like love at first sight. I went in to try on a size 8 but it was way too big for me so I asked them if there was a size 6 but they said it ran out, the girl before me bought it so then they said they’ll order it from the head office and told me to pick it up on Tuesday. And so I did!
And I bought my heels today. Nude Tony Bianco and Isabella Brown Shiny Black. And I want to make a good impression when I walk in the place, like I full want everyone’s eyes on me. Like you know, make a massive scene? I love being the centre of attention! Woop!
I also had a mock make-up today and seeing which suits me more. I haven’t done my nails yet, planning to go tomorrow to get it done. :) I’m kinda excited but not really.
Anyways, this ends here. I hope I have a blast tomorrow night. I’mma strut the place like I own the joint. Bitches be jealous.
“I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let go, things go wrong so that you appreciate them when their right, you believe lies so you eventually learn to trust noone but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together.”—Marilyn Monroe
I just want you to know that I’m hurting. Real bad this time, I don’t know how long I can keep this thing up. I hate the way you treat me infront of your friends, I hate how you’re not committed to me. I hate how I’m wasting my time on a boy like you. You always make me angry and sad. You make me so frustrated all the time.
I don’t think you deserve me, I think that I’m far better off with someone else who would appreciate me. I try so hard to fit in with you, I try so hard to make up jokes and talk about stuff that maybe might even interest you abit. But it never turns out right; you always call me lame and stupid.
I’m trying really hard you know? Really, I am. I’m trying my hardest to please you, to satisfy you. I’m so vulnerable when it comes to you, I’m too committed and I think I expect too much. But will it kill you just to give some of that in return to me?
I don’t think you ever even thought about how I feel about all this. You’re kinda selfish. You always put me second after everything else. Your bestfriend, basketball, friends and even games. It’s so pathetic. You’re so pathetic. I try to dress up to impress you, and hoping maybe you’ll take a second look. I always hope that you might compliment me every now and then. And maybe you might even be romantic about the couple thing. I hate how you dislike all those couple things like holding hands, or going out alone and stuff like that. All I wanted was a boyfriend who’d go out with me, wait outside a clothe store even if it was 30 minutes just so his girlfriend can get a perfect dress to impress him. Even shopping with you makes me feel like shit.
I’m so sick of your selfishness. It’s always about you, it’s never about me. I hate this, I hate you.
You are a very arrogant and ambitious individual and you may be presented with challenges in this life that force you to be a little less selfish and shallow. Financial problems are common with Lion type karma.
I just want to say that I deserve more, and better. I don’t think I should be treated this way. Please, just be the person who I fell inlove with. Even for a second, a minute, an hour, a day, a week. I don’t care. Just prove me wrong. I’m begging you.
loving you tires me, makes me empty inside. something that looks like laughing when you’re crying. loving you tires me, makes me sad. what do you want to do about it, that’s life. it’s life, my life. love me again, do it gently. a year, a month, an hour, passionately. loving you comforts me during the sleepless white nights. something that fills old burning stories. loving you comforts me, makes me happy. what do you want to do about it, that’s life. it’s life, my life. love me again, do it gently. a year a month, an hour passionately. love me again, do it gently. just for an hour, passionately.
I found out quite alot of stuff from your bestfriend. What she told me was the total opposite of what you said. I don’t know whose words to believe. Because what she told seems reasonable for me to believe her. I also hear alot about you from her which I never knew before. I get the feeling that we’re not connecting anymore. I’m such a pushover when it comes to you. I hate myself for being so weak when I’m around you. Farout, you’re such a dickhead. Please, just treat me right. Stop taking me for granted. What have I ever done to you? I try not to make you sad, angry or anything. I try to give you whatever you want, I try to do things for you. I do you so many favours. Why can’t you just show some appreciation towards me? Or better yet, show me that you love me and really deserve me.
Sometimes there is nothing to be said. Sometimes nothing should be said. I just want to find someone who wont run away. Someone to look me in the eyes and tell me its okay that things don’t always go right. That this is how life works. and how it will always work. That it’s not going to be easy. Today, Tomorrow, the next day. But it will somehow get better.
“They all think they’ve got me figured out and my way of life but truth is they havn’t because no one ever did to begin with nor will they every knowledge or witness the more deeper things about me, everything just lies behind these eyes in secrecy..”—
My bestfriend notices stuff about me quicker than my own boyfriend. I hate that. It pisses the shits out of me. The only person I want to notice me is my boyfriend, but he never does. He didn’t even realised that I had extentions on, nor did he realise that I wore blue eyeliner to school today.
I met up with my bestfriend after school, and the first thing he said to me was “you look pretty today, I like your blue eyeliner. Did you change? Oh yeah, do did. Looks nice. You look beautiful”.
I wonder why my boyfriend don’t seem to realise and notice anything about it. I hate the feeling and I hate how he treats me like shit infront of his friends. Even his own bestfriend said ‘What kind of boyfriend are you?’ to him.
I want a boyfriend that shows me he cares whether or not his friends are around. I don’t give a fuck if it’s embarrassing to be all cute and shit infront of everyone.
I want him to be committed, but sadly he’s not and he never will be. I’m wondering how much longer I can keep this thing going.
tadore: I feel like I need that, ‘everything’s going to be ok’ speech right now. I keep telling myself that I’m fine but I can’t say that I am. It’s so hard for me to deal with this right now, it always is.
Everything will be ok in the end. If it’s not ok, it’s not the end. Tc.
“I hate how when someone or something starts, it feels so good and seem so cool but when everyone else starts to do it or get into that thing, it seems full shit. It makes that thing look boring and dull. I hate how society always copies and goes with the trend. Why doesn’t anyone just do THEIR OWN FUCKING THING and refrain from going over the top. Seriously hoes.”—
I wasted so much money on the nail class, and buying nail polishes also. This is just one of the 4 boxes of nail polishes I’ve got. It’s death. And I still have about 7 bags of false nails needing to be painted and displayed on my glass case.
Haven’t finished it yet. I’m so lazy to do it. It’s been a year or so since I last touched this stash. I’m a maniac.
This is my nail part in progress. Excuse my chattiness and how poorly it looks. I didn’t even get to finish my nail class. I hated and probably never will like acrylic nail polishes. It’s so thin and so fucking annoying, hard to use.
Silver Purple 782 by Christian Dior And this is my favourite colour on my nails! It looks ugly on the photo, but trust me, it’s more better in real life. :D
I want a tattoo before I turn 25. I want the initials of my mother’s name on my right arm, a sparrow on the bottom left side of my belly button, and two wings one on each side of my cleavage.
I want something similar to those pictures!
Oh yeah, and I’m still saving up to get that hip piercing I’ve been dreading to get since year 8. I’m still too much of a pussy to even walk inside the piercing studio. Still thinking of getting another belly piercing, underneath my current one.
My boyfriend means too much to me. He’s the last person I’d wanna lose. I’d kill if he was out of this world. I can’t imagine how Tinique’s feeling right now, but I wish I can be there for her though. We were so close in primary. We were best of friends and it’s so weird how even though we’ve drifted apart, I still care for her. I remember how I used to always sook to her about my ex and how he was such a dick. She was one of the greatest people in my life. She made an impact. Alot of impact. Take care T.
I want this look for my formal. I don’t care. I’m willing to go out of my ways. I’m bringing $500 tomorrow with me so I can spoil myself. I full think that I deserve it after all the SC stress (not really, I didn’t give a shit), year 11 rollover, the death of my grandmother, the leaving of my mother to vn. I reckon I deserve this. And I seriously need a formal dress, and fast! Daddy gave me $100 today so I can spend on anything I want. I want to look gorgeous, not ‘cute’, ‘sexy’ or ‘hot’. I just simply wanna look nice. I’m looking for a red dress. Satin red dress! I love red, it’s like full awesome! :D
Going Bondi with my girls tomorrow. And yesterday I told them on the phone that when I say ‘girls’, I only refer to the both of them and not the rest of the girls I hang out with. LOL, I’m such a hoe. I should be typing stuff up for Society and Culture but I seriously can’t be fucked. And job interview soon, fmd. CAN’T WAIT TIL FORMAL, I’M STOKED BITCHES! :D
Additionally, I wanna say and tell a someone how I feel about them. I want them to know that they’ve got the potential to keep going and studying at school and that they shouldn’t throw it all away at this age. I feel bad for him. He’s such a kind, caring guy. But the shit he’s doing is making him look full faggy. Seriously, I disrespect guys like him who smoke, drinks and esh. You guys make me sick, seriously. But on the other hand, I care alot about him. He’s special. And yeah, that’s all I can say. It’s really non of my business but we used to be full close and shit and things just suddenly changed.
“I AM OFFICIALLY A SENIOR. HAD ROLLOVER TODAY, AND I’M CURRENTLY HATING ON YEAR 11. I’VE GOT 6 BLANK PERIODS ON MY TIMESTABLE. AND I’M SO PISSED OFF BECAUSE I’VE GOT THE SHITTEST TEACHERS AND THE SUBJECTS ARE ALL FUCKED UP. SWEAR, I’M GOING TO KILL SOMEONE SOON. FIRST DAY OF YEAR 11 IS FUCKED. AND SO ARE MY SUBJECTS. MAN! :@ SOME FUCKERY.”—
SC IS OVER. SC IS OVER. SC IS FUCKING OVER. I’M RELIEVED. I HATED GEOGRAPHY AND HISTORY. I SWEAR TA GOD, I WANTED TO RIP THE FUCKING TEST SHEET IN HALF. It was the most annoyingest test ever! I didn’t understand one of the stupid Geo question where Year 10 Students proposed someshit on some dam or someshit. What was that fuckery? Seriously dude!
Well, I’m currently online shopping for hair extentions and dresses. I fucking love forever21. I wish I still had my canvas card :( omg, i’m so unlucky. dlkajsskajflsdkjflkdsjhf
Anyways, tumblr has been a big fag. Idk, it’s sooooooooooooooooooo boring now! and im currently on my brother’s laptop. it’s so awesome. i like it.
Omg, i also have my computer test tomorrow. and im not struggling at all. i’m fine! i got 36/40 for the trail one so it proves im awesome.
anyways, im going to be a fag and polyvore a set of what i’d wear if i were going to a funeral. rip. love u granny. xxx
“Do you think I’m asking for too much? All I want is just something sweet, something meaningful and just something that will show my friends and the world what type of boy you are. I want to be able to show you off and tell the whole world how much you mean to me.”—shiftcomma3
Some girls are just so stupid. Like Y. She has problems. Go fuck yourself. No one agrees with your stupid Shot Glass shit. Fucking, you’re annoying. And I hate you. What other fucked up ideas are you gonna think of now? First it was the stupid tiaras, now you want some fucking shit shot glass crap. “It’s what the majority wants”, WILL MAJORITY DOESN’T WANT WHAT YOU FUCKING WANT HOE. =__=’
Bring a camcorder to a funeral. Have a staring contest with a baby. Pay your apartment rent short by a nickel. Ask the local bakery if they have urinal cakes. Return to work the day after you’ve been fired. Call work on your day off and say you aren’t going. When the phone rings, pick it up and ask for somebody. When ordering a pizza, emphasize the this order is “to go”. Hire a bodyguard and then start as many fights as possible. Conduct a telephone call while you’re straining on the toilet. As the bus comes, hold out your thumb as if you’re hitchhiking. Watch TV with the volume muted and speak for the characters. Call a furniture store and ask if they have a swimming pool table. While driving, smile and wave at every driver that gets mad at you. Say to somebody in a public restroom, “So, takin’ a ______, huh?” Find a construction site and tell them you’re bored and offer to help out. File a restraining order against your pets. (“Sparky, quit following me!”) Call the local library and speak quietly so you don’t disturb anybody there. Name your pet God. “Come here, God, come here! God wanna go outside?” Donate your old, worn socks and dirty underwear to a charitable organization. Send someone an invitation to your party, and write in it that they’re not invited. Call the phone number on a “Lost Dog” sign and tell them you haven’t found it yet. Enter a room full of people, and ask them all to leave because you need time alone. When you enter a movie theater containing very few people, sit next to one of them. Guys: Announce “Whoa, that was a close one!” after zipping up at a restoom urinal. For an answering machine message, just say that “you called to leave a message. Bye.” When someone on the phone says you have the wrong number, ask what the right one is. Get on an elevator full of people and push all the number buttons so it stops at every floor. In a movie theater, constantly whisper to the person beside you, “Here comes the next part.” Mail your Christmas packages a few days late. On the box, write, “Do not open ‘til Christmas.” Invite many friends to the easy chair section of a furniture store. Have them sit down as you give a speech. Guys: Enter the Women’s restroom and when they ridicule you, arrogantly boast, “Hey, I can go both ways.” While driving, ask someone for directions in a heavy foreign accent. Afterwards, thank them in perfect English.
“When you love somebody, they become a part of you. That’s why it hurts so much to let them go. When you love someone that doesn’t love you back it’s hard to find a way to keep yourself on track. It leaves your heart broken and hurts so much but that’s why it’s called a crush.”—