Emcee Couture.

As I got bored in the midst of doing my science notes, I decided to go blogshop hunting.
I think I stalked it from start to finish actually.
Check it out, Emcee Couture.










Btw, World Stage anyone? (:

Little notes.

Hello bloggerdudes and Blogger-dudettes.
I'm currently swapping between history reference books and art work.
I haven't done my art work since the 'scenary' section so you form3 Assuntarians would understand my pain. Le sighh, My procrastination of not doing my work does wonders to me doesn't it? Like how I have lovely huge eyebags and stress pimples.

Well, on a brighter note, i have 3 things to mention.(4 actually)

1.My undying love for Taylor Launter and my new found love, Vitasoy.
Taylor Lautner, well, there IS no words to describe him.
As for Vitasoy? I first got introduced to Vitasoy when I had my trip to HongKong about a year ago and I had long forgotten about the wonderful taste. Now, we reunite!Vitasoy has been my bestfriend at home for the past month. Being with me through late nights, homework sessions, history struggles and my stressful times. Vitasoy, get 1 at your nearest supermarket today.:D (Comes in a pack of 6, available in original and chocolate.)



2. I think its safe to say that I've been under alot of pressure lately.Whether it be school, at home or with work, AND YES, I'm still alive and I'm better now. TOUGH STUFF baby!



3. How could you not cheer up during bad times when you have sisters like these? (': My little Santas.

Though my sister's netbook is super slow, at least it can actually upload pictures. (:

I've been MIA lately due to the pack schedual i have and also due to how reluct
ant bloggeris to me.

Currently catching up with my science work, feet hurt and are now currently in a hot foot soak. Super exhausted but still alive and forcing my brain to not give up on me and just shut down.

So much work(not kidding), so little time. ):

on a random note.

Heh. Sorry peeps. Bloggie shall be dead for awhile. Its kinda already dead. Why? Ive moved to-&-forth from blogger to tumblr. AND because blogger wont let me upload any pictures. AT ALL. Im sorry Mariee, Promise when blogger starts being nice to me, Promise i'll have pretty long updates. (:

Click to enlarge. PROMISE. It'll cheer up your day. (:
Marietanmeiyi you blonde.

0520 In The Morning, Thats When It Was Our Last.

Im still bloody exhausted from the night before. Or should I say morning?

School reopens tomorrow and the 2week holiday didn’t even feel like 2 weeks. So lastnight was our last. Our last chance to hear each other for hours and hours til the break of dawn. We didn’t want it to end, but the 5hour talk ended with heartbreaking goodbyes and whispers of iloveyou’s. 6months without our latenight phone calls ended right then.

The next 6 months are going to be rough. Our preparations for our major government examinations are going to get in the way but heck, we’ll do well and enjoy the outcome. Good things come with big sacrifices. Cheers to our hopefully bright futures.

Yeah, if you follow my tumblr, its the same post btw.

The Things You Will Never Know.

Sometimes I wished when Leanne came home from the hospital, you would somehow magically remain there. Because at the back of my head I know, when the house gates open and I stand at the door waiting to see everyone step out from the vehicle, and i see you open the door and lay your foot out of the car, I knew that I would hear you screaming. Yes. You screaming about everything that I did wrong.

Today when I heard that Leanne shall be coming home, In my heart I was screaming for joy, but in my head i was mentally preparing myself for the worse. I knew that I would get the biggest misfits from you. About everything I have done that never pleased you.

• The second you stepped out of the car, before I could even open my mouth to say welcome home, you yelled at me because your plants looked shriveled and blamed me for not watering them. Truth is mum, I did. Everyday.
  
• You stepped in to the house, and you yelled at me about the bags on your bench. How I always left my stuff on it, how I never learnt. Truth is mum, Those weren't my bags.
• You went into the kitchen and realised a pan was dusty due to the work we did there 2 days ago. That I did not wash it. Truth is mum, I spent an hour scrubbing and rewashing everything, plates, utensils, cutlery, the cooking tools, the knives, the cups, the sink, everything. And yes I did not wash it, because Callie said she would do them.
• You go upstairs to keep your clothes, but you complained about how your ironed clothes were not up to standard and in a way chucked it right in my face. Truth is mum, I spent the past nights sitting at the ironingboard ironing and folding the mountains of clothes that no one else would. I was instructed to do my own, But I took the time to do the whole family's. And I'm sorry if its not up to your standard as I usually dont do the ironing, Burnt myself a couple of times but thanks for redo-ing the pile.
• Callie finally started to help in the kitchen again, she took my usual of scooping rice, laying the table and taking the utensils out. You yelled for me with a high pitched scream and said I was never going to help around and I shall always be the lazy elder who glues her eyes to the computer screen. Truth is mum, Ever since the day you went into the hospital, Callie stopped doing the scooping and I did the dinner work. Yeah, I always packed the food for you.
  

I know I disappoint you, But today, I felt the urge to break down as I will never be the daughter you always wanted me to be. Yes you yelled harshful things at me. Yes I never did the work because i was always busy. And yes, I always didn't help around the house.

But after you left, I mopped your floors, I washed the oily Tupperware you used, I did the clothes, I took care of your pride and joy, And I did my best to follow all of the many things you instructed me to do. And I'm sorry if I failed you.

You were in here 2 seconds ago and you said:

' Everyday sit here, never see you do anything at all.'

Well, truth is I wasnt, I was studying in my room.


The things you never knew mum, the things you never knew.