laughter; when a smile has an orgasm.

BB IU. The last time I went, was the first time I met Wan Hameeruddin...and things would never be the same.

For the first time in a long time, Nique came before the designated time which left me scrambling for my things. I ended up missing my name tag, my hair clips, my hair band and some other things you should never know about. The both of us had lunch at McDeez because we couldn't think of anywhere else and we were fairly entertained by each other's stories on..everything. Seriously. I haven't laughed that much in a long time.

After some confusion with the whereabouts of Lingesh, the both of us decided to walk to BB since we're much more brave than the other two losers (Hana&Ieka) who were too scared of crossing the road on a previous occasion which led them to take a cab to BB. From Jaya. Like seriously. Anyhoo, we found Lingesh&Rajiv at the end and despite a few threats to stick some one's heels up some one's ass, we managed to reach BB without being raped/robbed/hit by a car.

Some 30 minutes later and after actually paying to enter, the IU started. Surprisingly, it stuck to its theme with Japanese videos, anime, soran bushi(!), costume displays, origami, Ultraman Dance (-__-) and even sushi. Utter coolness :). So kudos to Faye for a job well done. YEAY! :):)

And as usual, we couldn't wouldn't just go back home straight afterwards, so HanaIekaLex&I went to McDeez (again). After awhile, the other guys slowly started trickling in. I had fun. Hee :).

• Kim got bitten. But it wasn't by me. Cooties!
• "Omg now I know what they are - WAITRESSES!"
• Someone got Starbucks. HAHA. I guess we all have our own stalkers.
• Hana thinks thought Mt.Everest was in Sabah.
• I should stop saying whats really on my mind.
• Bitch fights in BB. Quite the happening, eyh?
• Bra sizes :).
• Sorry Ming Jie :(. It's all Kye Min's fault. I had my serious face on. Seriously :).

Under normal circumstances, I wouldn't have really mind if my parents decided to be very Malaysian and come way later than the time I told them to come, but today, I was actually eager to go home. Must be the over McDeez-ness. So after being over surrounded by an extremely high testosterone level, I finally jumped (not literally, no) into the car and dropped Ming Jie home.

It's only a bit pass 11.00pm now, and I'm dead tired. I guess this is all from me for now. Cheers :).

jue*you say you love me but you don't love me.

hey miss drop-dead gorgeous; please drop dead.

We used to sit in a corner,
Laughing,

Thinking bout how low she could stoop,

And here you are,

Doing exactly what you swore not to,

It's sad to say,

You're becoming exactly like her.

They see it,

I see it,

But you're still in d.e.n.i.a.l.

It's funny cause I once was so proud to call you my friend.

jue*hey look on the bright side, noone hates you as much as i do :).

can i be your memory?

I was skimming through (whatever's left of) my pictures just now, and I came across this one;

Gosh I miss that feeling of adrenalin, excitement and nervousness all bundled up into one. I miss getting ready at the back, quickly running through every dance move, every stunt before the MCs announce our team's name and we come running skipping out. I miss looking at the blue mat waiting for the first cue for the song. I miss running around the field like mad hooligans being horny little cheerleaders before realising Miss Liew is watching us from the office. I miss Liz&Kel measuring everyone making sure the 'right parts' are growing. I miss feeling as though I could touch the sky. I miss being part of something and working towards a mutual goal. I miss spending the last two competitions with Sir LalaMcshortyPants by my side. It's been months since I've left the team, but it has finally hit me, I actually do miss cheer.

And just because this is the only remaining decent picture I have of the both of us,

Everyone expected it to last forever,

But forever seemed a long way off.

jue*suddenly you've become part of my past.

lets cause a scene; like lovers do on silver screens.

You have no idea how relieved I am to finally take off my heels.

"A chemical reaction is the pathway by which two substances bond together at the end of the reaction. Through this chemical reaction and the joint forces of producing this concert, we also hope to enhance fellowship and camaraderie amongst the seven interact clubs. With the commitment and hard work of these seven clubs and their members, a powerful substance is produced. That substance is none other than this ICC concert".

Or at least that's what they wanted us to believe throughout the concert la. Anyway, I think my voice box is somehow connected to my fingers so me lacking my voice is sort of cutting out the brain cells needed to produce a post worthy enough to be read. So here's just pictures instead :).

And yes, Nique&I were incredibly nice to make mounting card banners for them, including D*Ultimate. Oh, they better love us.

jue*riot on an empty street.

good things come for boys who wait.

I find it pathetic that I'm resorting to my blog to rant out things. I'm starting to realize that I really don't have anyone to turn to. It's funny because I should be getting used to people blowing me off since it happens on a (-n almost) daily basis. I'm losing hope, I'm losing confidence, I'm losing trust in the people I once called my friends. The little things have added up. From the things they hid, to the things they lied about.

I can't turn to them anymore, I can't turn to any of them anymore. I wish this was a problem I could solve. Like one of those Maths quiz where all you have to do is remember the formula, substitute everything in and by one way or another, you'd find the goddamn solution.

I need a way out of this mess. I need a solution. Come to think of it, all I need is a new set of friends. If only they sold them on EBay.

Note : People are damn dumb. There's a time to joke and there's a time to actually be there for someone. If you've actually heard of such a thing. You could deal with your own problems my turning it into a ha-ha situation, but seriously, if someone actually is willing enough to turn to you, don't laugh it off with your stupid jokes that aren't even funny in the first place. At least pretend to care.

I should seriously start writing a "How To Be Friends" manual.

The moral of the story goes;

NEVER leave your heart alone.

jue*it always rains hardest on the people who deserve the sun.

explosion of victory.

So what if I wasn't as semangated as I should have been? It's no fun when after devoting three years of your high school life to what could have been one of the strongest Sports Houses ever, they just decide to reshuffle everyone around, take away your Sports House and chuck you in some god forsaken Sports House that haven't won the cup in 8287387 years. But at least I did help out at the end. I'd admit that staying back in Puan Lili's art room has got to be some of the most random fun I've had with people I'm not close to.

There may be 387596 people winning medals every year, and even more taking part in the events, but once a year, there's only ONE person reading the Sport's Oath. And I wonder who that could have been this year :).

But winning medals ain't all that bad either :).

jue*and i can't let you go.

you are the best thing that i ever had.

Eight months.

jue*want you to know you've made me happy.

miss me baby, when you hear our favourite song.

I don't love you,

like I loved you,

yesterday.

My knight in shining armour turned out to be a loser in aluminium foil.

I'm so glad I'm over this phase. I hope.

jue*same old story; boy meets girl and she falls much harder than him.

just another drive through summer.

Suprisingly, the long absence from my long wasn't because of me. The stupid internet connection went all wonky and as luck has it, only my house was affected. There's so much to update, so much has been going on, so much I've realised and so much I've thought about. But if you know me well enough, the moment I have too much to do, I just don't do anything. Oh well. Sue me.

jue*you may be a beggar and i may be the queen.

we're so cool, ice cubes are jealous.

Prefect camp!

Officially my last prefect camp ever. I told myself time and time again not to compare this to last year's camp because expectations will only lead to disappointment. So I took it as it is, and hey, didn't turn out all that bad. Memories built and I think I've just forged a bond with my camp buddies. What happened in the room, stays in the room. HanaIekaSarahNiqueJue <3.

jue*there's an upside to free falling - giving your friends a chance to catch you.