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Thursday, October 26, 2006
well since that day after the sari thingy...i hv attended my first malay offical class...n the 30hr famine.....the malay class is okay lah....i think that she understates the difficulty of the paper...i know i can feel it....anyways about the 30hr famine..it was okay...i was like really hungry cos i didnt hv my luch even before the starvin started...so i was more hungry them most people...i was just hungry on the first day....i cldnt sleep cos i was hungry n cos it was hard to sleep on the floor....so darn uncomfortable....then on the next day i was juz tired...that was wen i was seriouusli counting the minutes...no the seconds before it ended...it started 12pm on the 14th.....to 6pm on the 15th...but i learned alot u noe......did u noe that there are 2 billion children in the world and about 1 billion children live in poverty...i am talkin juz poverty...nt including the poor....or the lower class children....it is the saddest thing...i tell u....n so many of them never live beyond 25....even though given the proper circumstances they can live the normal length...they either die of AIDS....become street children....get sold to prostitution...or get bound to child labour....killed in wars...either as civilians or as soliders....and so many of these children are barely 6,7.....it is the saddest thing...u noe even before this famine thing i have always wanted do something where i can help people...live work for the UN or Red Cross for at least 6 to 7 years of my life..but now i an sitting on the cross roads....do a course for money or do a course for love......doctor or accountant.....i mean an accountant can tell the governments of the worlds how to and where to put their money...to better the lives of the people....n they manage the money...but i want to be out there in the field helpin the people...it is becoming hard to make the choice cos if u do a job of love u r nt goin to get paid much...but u c i oso want 2 be rich(at least uppermiddle class)....b able to buy that prada bag or that chanel suit or even wear that pair of jimmy choos....without thinkin twice about it....i noe i noe it all sounds so shallow....but comne on dont tell me u urself neva wished u cld own them....that is if u dont already own them or if u dont already hv parents who hv tat kinda dough to own them....oh well....guess life juz is complicated...oh well....anyways beyond all this deep stuff....i tell u some people can be real bitches....i am so not jokin..i mean seriousli...i cant name names cos i dont want to get sued or somethin....lets juz call her briindah....well miss briindah has been spreadin rumours that i hv supposed to hv conspired with my super innocent naive friend to try to break her n a "gorgeous" boyfriend up...now every1 seems to think that that is true...wat a bitch...i tell u i am so gonna kill her...well apparantli a friend of hers heard my say somethin like "i can hv vishnu wenever i want"...i mean y whld i want to say that....i mean look at him...he is such a dork....i thot he was a nice guy but now i juz think he is a big dork cos..he belives her...she was bitchin to my frend..n apparentli he tried to stand up for me but The Dork...conviced him that his girlfrend(so well known for spreadin rumours) was speakin the truth...n the best part...u noe the sari competition i took part in....well she was lookin at it...n she was so totalli jealous....i am nt jokin...she started bitchin bout me...god i must really hv walked like a professional...or looked like one....i tell u...nw e charttopper....she was apparentli doin it in front of shaun....u noe tat cute guy who i had n still hv a thing for since like ever...i tell u ....that was wen i seriouli wanted to take a knife n plunge it through her...how can she!!!....if she had not done tat i wld not want to kill her...i wld juz plain ignore her or mayb juz spread vicious rumours bout her...like did u noe...this frend of mine saw her makin out with the totali gorgouoes guy in a club....or may be....i saw her takin her shirt of for this guy friend of mine.....trust me...i may be a nice sweet innocent girl on the outside...but inside lies a vicson who has a temper of a bull....anyways life is all gd...that shaun guy juz said hi to me....yay!!....this is like e 1st time since ever...but all i did was smile...but then again he onli said cos no one else was there...well i am back to being a 60kg pig..after piggin out for deepavali....n my b'dae....yes yes my b'dae was gd...i am still awaitin gifts from my other friends such as the gang....n koki n anu..u didnt meet wen i wen down 2 s'pore...feel so guilty...well i will meet her 1st wen i come down the nxt time...other then that....um....life is okay i guess....i got sick...had like fever n everthin....but otherwise okay....well nw i hv 2 start studying n passin my malay...hopfulli i will...i pray i will...i hv no other choice...well toodlez hv to go n finish my personal statement....