dog talk

I've always dreamed of having a Siberian Husky. I actually had it all planned out. Once I'm a successful zoological vet, I'd get myself a Sibe Husky and travel around the world with him.

It just sucks all kinds of existing balls that I live in a place with such tropical and humid climate! Now, how is my future husky gona live?? He needs snow to play in! All spitz need snow, dammit.I love spitz of all breeds. Siberian Husky of all spitz! You would say, "Okay, okay, you love sibe huskies, I get it. But what if you cant have one, what would you settle with?"

Other spitz I lo0o0ove...
I know they look pretty much the same to you. But believe me, they're not. One is way more intelligent than the other. One is bigger and the other is smaller. One is friendlier, the other is shy or well, fierce. But they all dislike smaller animals. So cute! xD

I'd usually prefer less furry dogs, but I fell in love with this Japanese Spitz. Just look at it!
Doesnt he look so much like a Polar Bear ? x) Click this link and I promise you no regrets: http://www.dailypuppy.com/puppies/wilson-the-japanese-spitz_2008-04-01

what's been down

Its not enough its not enough its not enough its not enough... I heart Shaant! He can do dramatic in style. Like Adam! Who0o0ot!

Oh! COPS!!! HAHAHAHAHAHHAAHA! Somebody's gona get busted! xD
This is so cool.

Darn, my black nail is screwed. Yah, mom painted my nails yesterday. And the one on my right middle finger is screwed. Now I cant give an awesome middle finger at people! Guhreat..

Hey, Nigarose, I want my pendrive. You better not throw it in Sungai Tasik Fishy cos I got Mr. Ma with me and we shall bomb your house tomorrow! Buahahahahahahaha!

No, we're not emo. We just look amazing in black B-)

Emo Art

Emo art fascinates me. You know how broken or shattered things are personified in pictures or drawings or icons. Like the word "Hope" hanging at the end of a broken string for example. I like that. Emonized and creative.

A few minutes ago, I took this picture and emonized it.











Just practicing emonization :D


Like my hand-modelling? ;)

Friday the 13th

This morning when I came to class, only Sara and I were there. Everybody else were probably hangin out at the canteen or they just havent arrived yet. Either one. Alicia Keys' No One was playing in the car right before I got out. So, you can see why I had it stuck in my head. Sara sat next to me and I was reading Anansi Boys (yeh, I'm not done with it) and she said, "Oh! I should go get my book and read too."

When she came back, we were both reading and the prefects came to do their usual rounds. Sara was like "There's nobody in the class, you guys can go now." Lol! But they didnt care anyway so they walked to our table. I was singing opera real loud while reading. I was in a real good mood, until one of the prefects came up to me and said, "I'm sorry but I'm gona have to give you a demerit."

Phoebe: Whyyyy?
Prefect: Your socks. It has writings on them.
Phoebe: Oh, man..
Prefect: Here, please write your name, your class and sign at the bottom.

I did what she told me to and she filled in the rest.

Phoebe: So we're not allowed to wear socks with writings on them?
Prefect: No.
Phoebe: *stares at socks* *turns to the prefect* Hey! You werent supposed to see them!

On the way home, my dad, my bro and I were listening to Bob Marley in the car. Yeh, mom was still at the kindergarten, she had a meeting. Partay! We played Red Wine twice. Well, actually, my dad didnt know he downloaded 2 copies of it on the cd. Oh, that old man...
When we reached home, I texted Aleen.

Phoebe: Red red wine you make me feel so fine! Keep me rockin all of the time :D
Aleen: What is wrong with you?
Phoebe: Bob Marley rocks my socks! Oh! Speak of socks, I got demerit today cos my socks got writings on them. Grr. I told the prefect she wasnt supposed to see that.
Aleen: HAHAHAHAHAHA! How did they see that? Mata superman ka apa?

Oh holy brocomolli! It is not Sunday

Today, I just realized that...

1. pears have more juice compared to apples. Yes, it's true. Whenever there's no food in the kitchen, I would usually grab an apple, cut it into cubes and make a mean Phoebe's Apple Salad. But! Today, there was no apple in the fridge. There were only oranges and pears. Who makes orange salad, right? So I grabbed the pear and did what I would to an apple. And bam! Wasnt as tasty as an apple salad. Of course, it was juicier. I couldnt really have a taste of mayo in the salad though. You know how much I love that thing!

2. it is only 4pm in the afternoon (or at least when I realized it, it was 4pm). Mom was nagging about me postponing my homework. Homework as in ironing the uniforms and whatnot. I've been in front of this pc for hours now. I havent done what I planned to do. Well, I never planned to do anything. Lol! Gosh, I've been feeling so mentally-challenged lately. I cant remember a thing. It's getting annoying now. Aint fun> this Amnesia attack!

3. today is not Sunday. See! That's what happens when you give me a holiday for only a day and it's Monday. I just told Ray that it's Sunday today. Now she's gona go walking around like a dumbnut. A worse dumbnut than she already is! I'm responsible for it. What if she knocks into Screamo or Sparkly Feet?

4. I just spelled "Jsut" instead of "Just". Damn you, friggin typo-schmypo!

5. I'm gona stop right here before I encounter another tyo *DOPE!* another typo. So much for that!

6. my so-called macho brother just said "Me love fishies. Fishies! Fishies! Fishies!"

7. I just figured a new cool word: Dismantle! My dad said it. Oh my goth, a new discovery! Awesome! :D Now I'm gona walk around like a genius and say, "Hey Michelle! You dismantled my table!" No wait, we share the same table... Oh! "Hey Ray! You frigging dismantled my stick man!" That would make a lot of sense cos Ray is a deforminator after all.

12 things I've always wanted to do

1. Lick my elbow; It's a known fact that no one can lick their elbow. Well, at least that's what I know. I fail every single time I try. And dont even get me started on how many times I've tried today. *pause* Oh, heck! *tries to lick elbow* Dammit...
2. Literally kill somebody with a chopstick; Dont ask. I just want to. I know it's a mortal sin to commit murder but hey, if I kill somebody who killed somebody else, then it would mean I'm disposing off evil, right?
3. Land a kickflip; It doesnt help much that I cant even land an ollie anymore. Let along a kickflip or even a 180 for all that matter. I'm practically a deformed child seeing as I cant even touch my own skateboard. It's on top of the cupboard if you're wondering why. My mom suspected I have no self control.
4. Run up to a couple and tell the girl, "Hey, your perverted boyfriend tried to get in my pants lastnight." ; Yeah...I wanted to do that on Valentines this year but well, lets just say plans were cancelled. Somebody was a little too girly and didnt want to go to Spring.
5. Go to Sweden; If you're my bestfriend, you would know why. Our lives revolve around boysss x)
6. Seriously turn bisexual for three hours and realise it's a sin, then, go for confession after; It just sounds like so much fun! :D
7. Mess up an emo boy's hair; Hot. Imagine an emo boy going mad at you. Wow, it's gona be a record in the emo nation.
8. Steal an ucak's hoodie; Boo hoo! Now the only expensive thing on you is probably that damn annoying shuffle skill. If I could just steal that too...
9. Successfully mug the altar boy for his green St. Jo blazer; Geez, just give it to me already. I can give you a peck and only God would know (well, God and whoever this person is who's reading my blog right now). Deal?
10. Go back in time where headhunters still do what they do best; Alright! Off with the Japanese dude's head! (Ray, watch out, Ima chop your head off)
11. Amputate the boy with the red streak in his hair who stole my first kiss; Damn you.
12. Dance around the fire with Indian feathers around my head and a spear in my hand; Bahahahahaha! xD

to think my mom was gona turn into a headhunter

She did not. Lol! What am I talking about? I'm talking about the paper I bombed. Yes, I bombed a paper. More like, two papers. Addmath and Chemistry. Call me stupid, but hey I dont give a giraffe's crap. It's only my first time so I know what I'm in for.

Screamo: Phoebe! 17 (multiply by 2 and you'll get your exact mark)

So I scored 34 for Addmath. I laughed at it. Some people were sad and emocutcut about their results. I went, "There's no point of being sad, dude. It's only our first time at this."
Seriously, I think it's so ridiculous that people got so worked up about it. I mean, come on. Even Screamo said "It's okay to fail now because you people only first time. But if you dont find your mistakes then next time you fail fail fail again until form five I tell you."

Anyhoots, I never told my mom about my result when we had lunch. I knew dad wouldnt take it so well. I couldnt tell her until a few minutes ago. She went back to the kindy and had a meeting. She was in the kitchen when I finally decided to tell.

Phoebe: *walks into the kitchen and to the toilet to pee* *gets out and laughs* Mami, my teacher told us our marks for Addmath today.
Mom: So what did you get?
Phoebe: He he he...
Mom: Did you fail?
Phoebe: Yah, I got 34.
Mom: 34?
Phoebe: Yah, the entire class failed except for 2 girls who only got B's.
Mom: It's time we send you to tuition.
Phoebe: I choose! I dont wana go to that friggin tuition centre you sent me last year. I want my ex-teacher. She's go0od.
Mom: Okay, you ask her in school next week.

I surviiiiiived! Whooot whoooot! Now, that went well.

I feel so mentally challenged

I dont know what to write about. I mean, I dont really remember what happened today. Okay, yeah, we went for mass and we got 2 paper results. Lets just talk about mass, shall we?

I sat at the third row from the front, it was Ray, Pam and I. Only the three of us in that whole row. Yes, only us. I kept turning back tryina look out for Michelle. "Lezban! Where the hec..I mean, where on earth are you?!" Ray and Pam kept laughing at me and shoved it in my face how they had each other. I was talking to Pam and...

Ray: Hey, Phoby! Get your hands off my girl!
Phoebe: Find my girl and I'll let your lezban go! *started pulling Pam's arm*
Ray: *Pulled Pam's shoe lace*
Pam: Hey! My shoe lace! I'm going to Phoebe!

Other than our usual retardation, I didnt get to mug that altar boy at the back of the church. I wanted his green St. Jo blazer so much! (form6 boys in stjo wear green blazers and they're so pretty. the blazer! not the boys.) Aaaaand, girls were going "Phoebe, where does your handsome brother usually sit?" Gosh, give it up already, man. I heard that my bro was rated 'Top 3 hot form 3 boy in St. Jo' I told him about that and he's like "WAuuu." and went on playing his psp. Yash, that my brothah alright.

Yesterday.

Yah, I went to the hospital after school. Ok, more like, after lunch which was after school. Wow, so many afters. Anyhoots, it was, as asual, a friggin LONG process. Que for sign in. Wait for my turn to get an x-ray. Wait for the x-ray to be handed to me. Wait for my turn to see the doctor. Not my usual doctors though. This guy, my sister knows him. It was a funny story. My mom just cracks me up sometimes.

Mom: Do you happen to know Karissa Kara?
Doctor: *looks down and blushes* Hmm...yeah, I know her. She's doing pharmacy, right?
Mom: Yes, Phoebe is her little sister.
Doctor: Oh, I see.

My mom was having a great time doing that! And he was really nice to me. I complained about the pains I've been having and he offered to give me some medicine, pain killers or something. I said ''Nope" and my mom explained to him how I hate taking painkillers, even when I was fresh out of the hospital last year. He said, "Oh, that's good. How bout some cream you can rub on that sore back?" And guess what! He gave me three of that and they're free!

Okay, good job, mom! But I dont really like putting cream or anything on my skin. I mean, I dont even use facial cream at all. Anyhoots! I promised my friends that I would take a picture of my x-ray and post it. So, here you go! Crazy whicked stuff.

Kara: You should get a boyfriend with the name Edward or something. It's so cool how your screws make the letter E.
Phoebe: WATF? Edward? That's such an old English name. Even Jacob is better!

Scoliosis Update

Right, so, um, I had surgery last year on October 30th. Apparently, it was a success. I mean, look at me! I'm practically the same, well, probably a little more psychotic than I was but, I'm up and walking. I didnt turn into a vegetable (the possibility). I do kinda have memory loss every now and then. My aunt warned me about this. But it is fuuuuun! xD

"Oh no! I got amnesia attack again!"

I had an appointment last month. I dont remember what day exactly (amnesia attack!) , but I went to the hospital to check out my x-ray. Duuuude, it was mother insane how it looked. I got titanium rods and screws and "fulcrum?" on or around (whatever) my spine. Sad thing I was so messed up, I didnt have a camera phone and I didnt take a pic of it. No, I dont get to bring my x-ray back. Darn you, general hospital rule!

Anyhoots! I have another appointment tomorrow in the afternoon after school. I'm way awesome now I got a phone with a camera (some show off bastard!). Aaaaaand! I'll do my best to take a snap at it.

*Grins at doctor*
Doctor: Yes, Phoebe? Do you have a question you wana ask about your back?
Phoebe: Yah! Can I take a picture? *points at x-ray*

Sunday, I'm back!

I couldnt come online the whole weekend cos I had to go back to my grandparents. Grampa fell ill and well, it was pretty serious so, you know why we had to go. Stayed there for 2 nights. And we got back here today at like, 2.30pm?

That Friday, I planned to finish all my work at my grandparents, but guess what? I brought all my books (so heavy) aaaand...no pencil case or calculator! Imagine how crazy I went trying to complete my addmath homework. I was practically screwed. Only got to answer one question.

When I got back, ran upstairs and did my addmath. Wow, Question1: b, c, d, e, f. Took me an hour to complete. One hour, dude... And they were all correct only because I reffered to the answers and tried to find my way there. Dont even get me started on Question2. I copied the question but hah, didnt even bother trying to answer it. Screwness.

It's been such a hot day today. I've an ulcer on my bottom lip. Wanna kiss it off for me, babe? Bhahahaha! Cough syrup is kickin in...

Draaaaama!

As most of you know, I'm in a single sex school. And lately, there's been so much drama going on with my class. I hate this. We tried to mind our own business and even though we were pissed, we kept quiet anyway and calmed each other down.

But what really ticked me off was that 'somebody' dragged us into the whole drama. Now you're gona make us get bad testimonials for next year and after high school. I am so sick of this. This is exactly what I've been trying to avoid ever since I got here and found out my parents were sending me to an all girls school. This never would've happened if it was a mixed school. Forgive me, but that's the fact.

I miss St. Columba so much. No drama has ever happened so bad that made me so pissed off every single day I go to and come back from school. Sometimes, no, most of the time, it effects my studies. I would be so mad, I wont be able to study or focus at all. Take today for instance, she went too far. Got us involved. My girls think the teacher might be on their side. But the thing is, she never heard our side of the story. It is so unfair; all the early judgements. I dont really care about the girl. She can do anything she wants, for all I care, but getting us into this mess is just wrong.

After all this drama is solved, I might actually consider to move out of the school. It's just too much for me to handle. I've been through so much and this could just turn me into a volcanoe and for all I know, everybody is gona burn once I erupt.

(This blog means no offence towards my current school, dont take it personally. I just couldnt believe things like this can actually happen to me. I'm not the kind of student who would ever get involved in any drama in school. Just ask anyone from my previous school. They know me best.)