THANKS TENG HONG. I dunno HOW THE HECK you knew that I would get this position. That’s right, I lost by “0.1″, the ***unit*** ….

Oh. I forgot. [ Results here. Most of us failed. ]

I’m so destined. Right? To lose. To not make it into the Top 10 and meet the MTV VJs. I mean, hahahahahahaha. It’s alright to lose right? And let’s RUB IT IN, by putting me at 11th. 11th. Out of everything. HOO. Bombastic.

10th place is Emelia, who scored 37.8.

And behind her is me, who, of course, scored 37.7.

I don’t blame anyone for losing. I don’t blame Youth.SG. Ya. It’s soooooo in the stars, that a “0.1″ difference in scores would decide whether I meet the MTV VJs or not.

Can’t they make an exception and make the Top *ELEVEN* go? Heh. Maybe I’m asking too much. Maybe I should stop whining and just play Audition. Bla.

I’m 11th leh. Hardee har har.

Brilliant. Yesterday I told Mother about this debit card, which Cherine and Lee Cheng own. So naturally, I wanted one too. Hohohoho. I’m NOT a spoiled brat.

Snug in my wallet. Ooooh yes. I am about to climax.

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Miss Japan is crowned the new Miss Universe 2007.

Yay for the hot Jap girl. Before I died, I swore to myself that a hot Jap girl would win this pageant some day, if not, then a Korean girl. Little did I know that my fantasy would come true. (Ok, the Korean came in 3rd or 4th, waaaa.)

Look at her confidence. She was like super sweet in the camera, then she would suddenly DAO it, then walk her fierce strut across the runway. Oh Riyo Mori, you are a hot Asian, I’m so glad you won it, even though Singapore disappoints (like it always does, no surprise there).

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I love Youth.SG. I love random MSNing with Juni, Jiayi, Otaku, Esther, Isaac and Nut.

If you’re wondering about the picture, it’s a funny story actually.

Because I was woken up by thunder and lightning and a nice breeze coming in from my bedroom window… and I dreamt that I gave a manicure to … urm … someone. I’ve never given a manicure in real life actually, so I wonder what a good job I did.

As usual, there’s no food at home.

So I decided to buy bubble tea nearby… ok. I know there’s no relation between hunger and bubble tea, because it’s a drink and all, but really. If I crave for something, it’s best if I satisfy it early, otherwise it would just grow and consume my already fragile mentality.

The problem was, when I reached the damn place, the shutters were down and there was a paper pasted on those said shutters, which said:

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Hello all. I was supposed to go for Youth.SG Bloggers’ Gathering today… and I did. Thank goodness I have a 851 to Bugis. Hahahaha. I love staying in Yishun, it’s as if I can access almost anywhere in Singapore. I save on cab fare too. Really.

And I slept from Ang Mo Kio to Little India, where I perked up and checked for my stop, since I was near Rochor as well.

Oh — intermission — go National Library return my The Worst Witch books. Thanks for being there, NL. Muacks.

So I go to Miss Clarity’s Cafe, there was this sign that you can’t miss… pink and attention-grabbing.

People who were already there were Mr Otaku, Iceangel (she says to me : You’re very cute!) , Issac, Jiayi… ^^

Mr Otaku goes, “You’re Voxy, right?”

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Lovely day to go to school. Sure we may have this block “off” but there’s still Advertising. That’s why the last day of the block surely didn’t feel like it… maybe it just comes with seniority. Bah.

So I went to school. You may ask me, what for. To hand in my Creative Writing because I was sick that Wednesday, remember? Tsk. Had to go through so much trouble to hand in. Why can’t I just submit a damn soft copy? Hmph-th.

Less than 10 minutes in the campus, and I’m running back to Tampines Mall. And yeah, since it was lunch time, I fell to my eternal cravings for… Pastamania. Hoorah, bitch.

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Hello. You see nothing but white, but you enter a marvelous garden… full of black roses on my pretty little garden. I invite you to step inside as I trim my black buses. But everything else is white. Maybe it’s snowing. Maybe it’s the divine intervention. Maybe you’re in limbo.

I smile at you while I garden the day joyfully. Come touch my roses, I say in a tone that makes you not want to look away. My black roses are here. Kiss and smell, visitors.

But you somehow decide to change your mind as you jump off the cliff, and return to reality.

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Today I woke up, feet sore as ever.

I will always blog about my sore feet, because my feet are forever sore. I need a masseusse to massage my feet for me, and I realise I dunno how to spell masseur. It hurts to walk. 2 full shifts please?

And silliest thing today.

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Today I received traditional mail… from Government Service. I think my father tried to open because he loves to do that, but funny enough… he didn’t.

It turned out to be my $10 Borders voucher. Yay.

So my father asks me, “Eh, army mail you arh?” Because you see you know, Government Service equated to NS, I dunno why. Just because I’m at a ripe age and I’m male.

I went, “Nooo. It’s a competition. It’s a voucher.”

He, who obviously thinks his son cannot do a single shit, says, “Are you joining the competition or not?”

“I ALREADY JOINED!!! I got the voucher already.”

He bimbotically goes, “Oh.”

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I have no time to make this blog post interesting because I have work tomorrow… full shift. I dread it like I dread hair loss. Damn work. Oh. Full shift on Sunday as well. 4 consecutive shifts, and not by choice, mind you.

Today, I wanted to hand in my beautiful Creative Writing final assignment but oh how convenient… the lecturer wasn’t in school. Hoorah. So I called her.

She says, “Go to the IGS Office. Ok? Then you call Anne Marie. Alright. Thank you.”

(finally a chance to talk) “Urm……………………… sorry…. where’s the IGS office?”

Apparently, it was at ITAS, oh … out of many possible places, they choose to weirdly locate themselves at ITAS. Scratches head. Ok, fine.

Later I met Margaret after buying blank CDs and spent 7 hours in the Visual Communication room trying to do Advertising. It was just the two of us, plus Clarence. And, oh, we were entertaining each other and singing and I was giggling and being homosexual, argh. Margaret is fun to work with and bought me lunch. Princess Voxy appreciates your kind gesture.

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