Life is a delicacy waiting to be whipped up!

.this Mademoiselle.
2 Nov 88 is registered on my IC
my mum said i was a heavy lump.

This lump is now venturing into adulthood
and i'm bringing numerous friends along with me.
Some, who're already adults, dont act like they are
and dang, i know it'll brush off on me.

Life should be simple.
True, nutty, flavourful friends, a loving-yet-maddening, insane family, and
my EVERLASTING GOD.
plus my sexy husky Anouva. she's a bitchy babe.
AND an adorable bf. now that one premium cut meat!

Thing is:
Sometimes life isn't always like smooth chocolate, its nutty and chunky.
But that's the way good donuts are,
and once you've taken a whole mouthful,
you'll find life is manageable if you take it in bite-sizes!!

When i'm down,
i turn to my childhood food..
Chocolate teddies, Twix and Ice-cream will put sweetness back.
plus, His sweet love endures forever.
and He loves you too.

Thursday, April 27, 2006 | 4:34 AM

my BELOVED Broadjumps

Wanted to entitle this post : I HATE broadjumps. But then, that would be a defeatist attitude. So, here I am saying I lurrve it and I will overcome it. Did over ten jumps, of which only one made it past 170 but I landed on my butt. I slipped on the first and landed hands and chin on the ground. OUCH. Claire said the mat was too muddy. Aced the situps (who doesnt?), sit and reach (51. yippee), incline(19.go bowling arm!) but cant do jumps. Bummer. So next time itd be shuttle and jumps. the two pronged attack of my two most feared items. Poo. Cindy, Cheej, Andy and the others wer there today. Cindy did the jumpin with me, despite her psycho ing, I still cant reach those last littlest centremetres. Feeling the pinch a little now but by tomorrow, I d be a mummy walking. And I don’t mean it landon-wise.

Actually Christie Koh s a nice tcher. She makes us undergo tremendous torture, endless draining of whatever energy we have left, causes weak legs, jellied knees, sore arms and sweat soaked shirts. She leaves no room for negotiation, gives no regard for whining and practices biasness (then again, who doesnt?). At the end of the day, I guess these ll be the memories of CPE lessons in tpjc. Mrs Koh gets an A for being a superb PE enforcer and a chattable friend. Plus she forces me to slim down

Faisal and I were bored during GP. This a song we came up with. Dedicated to a DEAR friend of ours. Lol. She who shall not be is better known simply as ‘ GENIUS’ or so she calls herself. And tis her song..
(to the tune of I am Cow)

I am Genius hear me sing
Up my head I’ve got nothing
Strike it hard and hear a sonorous ring.
Add another brain to me, what a half wit I will be
I am Genius (x2) hear me sing.

We ve got a whole song but I ll save the other verses for other posts. =)