Jonan: I pock-ked my hand
Japhia: You sound like Sabrina
Jonan: No, If sabrina was here, she would have said Poke-ded
Me: *to Elijah* Jia Yao hates me.His selliing me for 20 cents! *turns to Jia Yao* You can't do that!
Yao: Ok fine, 10 cents anybody?
Elijah: 5 cents can anot?
Yao: Aiyo, ok lah
Elijah: As men age, they become more good looking
Joanna: I doubt there is any effect on our dads
owh , i saved the best for last
I think only CE Youths would get this one though
*at kids cell worship team practice*
Gudcharan: I think it is time all of u guys should correct each others mistakes and fauls rather than just smilliing sinisterly.
*everyone looks at Fredson, and we keep quite"
then out of a sudden
Fredson : YA LAH, YOU GUYS ARE ALL SINGING OUT OF PITCH *and again, we keep quite*
I cant stand the fact that I'm so Malaysian
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There was really nothing on my agenda for that night. Was gona be left at home, while mom and Rachel went to church for the moon cake service *i think that was what they called it*. Thought about how pathetic I would sound telling my desk mates - who seems to take the moon cake festival VERY SERIOUSLY-how i spent the day.
"Going for the moon cake thing tonight?"
"Is this a you go, i go thing?"
"Fine, i'll be there"
we stayed in the service till the performances were over. Coz anything after that- we did not understand. Marcus as usual, did an amazing job.
My big bag filled with every entertainment based object was alot of help. Most of the kids wanted to join us. "No, this is big people stuff!" Riitttteeee.. Was fun lah
was joined by Michael shortly after that. He had a thing for throwing my blocks on the floor and laughing at them.
owh, btw, rachel got babtized
"One, two, Freddy's coming for you..."
A Nightmare On Elm Street, 1984
"I want the fairy tale."
Pretty Woman, 1990
"We all go a little mad sometimes."
What do they think I am, dumb or something?
Singin' In The Rain, 1952
U guys HAVE to check this site out
so anyway, Ive got a new layout. It took me FOREVER to find a site which still provides layouts with the HTML code. Its rather sucky, why didnt blogger come up with an app to change HTML blogs to XML ones la?
So anyway, I got a call some days ago. Turns out that there is some trouble with my graduation dress. Joses is positive sure that my tailor is the lala type. I wish otherwise. Just to be on the safe side, i'm trying to find a picture of the dress *which is so OMGYGWAD-I-CANT-BELIEVE-IT HARD* to give to the tailor. BAH! Not nice lah. Anyway, theres some special worship thing going on on kids cell 2mr- and ive got to be there. SO, Nites
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so. yes, i do know, YOU, teachers who read my blog and i have to say, I'm flattered that you would even think that i would be the type of person who has something nasty to say about the school.
either ways, I'll give u guys something juicy to read about, WOO KAH YAN will be wearing a dress at Graduation night
and thats really all i've got to offer u guys, I'm a good student la, i don't go around ranting about my school in blog, so tak payahlah susah payah nak check ku punye blog =)
MGS pride i suppose??
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It fell on a Sunday this year. And i was on duty in the children church.
"Now kids, who can tell me why we celebrate Merdeka day?"
"It's Merdeka's birthday!!!!!"
Anyway,on an unrelated topic, studying has got whole of me. It makes me revolve into a different person *i sound like a freakin butterfly*. A great example of how studying effects me:
it makes me wanna scream, cry and laugh my head out all at once.
Oh i realized sumthing, when I stand and study. i actually remember more stuff
Out of the spirit of studying WAY TOO much , i was left lifeless, with just too many things in my brain. So, i started cleaning up my room. Think of it as therapy, some ppl eat chocolates, some people jog, i on the other hand, clean up my room. Though i only got to clean up a shelf before i got dead bored. I'm happy with the way in turned out.
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education has ruined my life. Been studying my heads of for trials. It payed of though, i felt really clever having answers to most of the questions. But yet i feel dead. This should turn into a book
An epic Death By Education
Its funny how people actually enjoy studying. Studying pulls all life out of me. Studying makes me sad. I showed up at church last week looking like a frog. Whats the point of getting all pretty and dressed up if u have to go home and study again?
I'm a changed person when i study *yayaya, laugh all you want -_-'
so anyways. I've been delaying the post of the Cheerleaders farewell dinner for soo long. I forgot most details about it. It was held at this awesome bar-ish cafe-ish restaurant. Ironically, no one remembered to bring a camera so we were left with the camera phones - not preety.
As all of us are divas , we all arrived late. We had 3 quarter of the second floor to ourselves. The manager of the restaurant was kind enough to throw in a kareoke room for our use for the whole night. The noise caused my 30 cheerleaders were ear damaging. Got constant 'jelings' looks from the people dining on the same floor as us.
The food was suprisingly really REALLY good. I was expiting some "china-men trying to cook western food" dish. But i was really gooooodd. And the presentation wasnt that bad either. After all the food, we had the elections of next year's committee. Was a fair one. Everyone was happy.
Half the girls left for their own agenda *note: clubbing* while the other half of us stayed back for the kareoke. It was fun. Sze mei was high on smoke. Sung and sung, then got bored so we started dancing. Got home wayy past our curfews. Japhia stayed over.
The extremely low quality pics of the night:
Xoxo Sabs Xoxo
This happened on the day of the badminton finals (u know , at the olympics which got us watching only because it was our only shot at getting a medal) My dad, who by the way, does not know a THING about badminton, was one of the MANY Malaysian who tuned in. He pulled mom alog. Rachel wasnt interested in seeing 2 grown mens trying to out witt one another by hitting shuttles in a big box- i don't blame her.
The game started with dad bringing a whole jug of diet coke and too many Mr. Potatoe's. The game ended with post of the potatoe chips thrown at the tv and all the diet coke finished due to my dad's constant screaming. YEs, The game was THAT BAD
so, i was upstairs waiting to see the next episode of Grey's Anatomy. Recap*
Me: DAD, when does the game end?
Dad: LOST LAH!!!! LOOOOSSSSSSSTTT LAAAAHH!!!
well, everyone has their own ways of dealing with failure
rachel on the other hand, found the screamings from Dad untolerateable and found her own way of dealing with it
A total example of desperate times calling for desperate measures *yes, that is Rachel sleeping under the bedsheets*
The Good Life =)
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