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She is unpredictable, frequent moodswings. Sometimes she’s nice, and sometimes she’s not.
Her name is Yan Ying. 90% of the world can’t pronounce it properly, simple as it seems. But no one really cares so they just call her YY. She is not fond of people with the same name as her. She turns 14 on 6th September and she loves her birthday cause it is a sex symbol. She was from Yew Tee Primary and is still proud of her school. She will never forget the class of 6D’07, or the batch of P6’07. She is currently an idiot in Nanyang Girls High and it is a love-hate relationship. She belongs to 202’09 which she, to be honest, doesn’t feel much for. She is a Theatre Club girl and is more than proud to be one. She especially loves Emo Batch♥, and looks forward to devoting her next 3 years to TCN with much optimism. She does ballet with more than just passion but she can’t do a center split. She is trying her best and is currently aiming for a far-fetched distinction for Grade6. She loves hiphop just as much though she’s pretty new at it. Her favourite sport is swimming and she occasionally plays basketball as a form of stress-relief. She likes to be tan and loves her swimming tan line. The piano, is yet another love-hate relationship. Like most teenagers, her hobbies include MSNing, blogging, and youtubing and facebooking. She loves shopping and doing random stuff like gaying people, jumping over railings, walking in the rain, and having completely irregular sleeping hours. Unlike most teenagers, she thinks that rap music is trash. She also thinks that she is getting old cause she hates the songs the average listens to these days. She can’t explain her love for oldies, country music, ballads, and sentimentals. Nostalgic songs are the best. Her favourite bands are Michael Learns to Rock, The Beatles and Westlife. She loves too many singers to name them all. “Forevers” are bullshit as of now. The night speaks to her the way no one else can. Her favourite thing to do is to curl up with a book on a rainy afternoon in her room, where she feels safest in. Her favourite flower is a black rose, but on the contrary, she likes rainbows and hugs too. She is always torn between two. But she is determined when she sets her mind on something, so she wants the world to shut up and believe in her. Just watch.Tag
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Monday, September 21, 2009, 11:26 PM
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SMOKERS ARE TOP THREE ON THE LIST OF THINGS THAT PISS ME OFF.LIKE WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE?!?!?!?! WHAT THE FUDGE IS SO HEAVENLY ABOUT SMOKING???????
If little things already piss me off, imagine how much big things can.
It is impossible to calm down now because every breath I take now piss me off SO MUCH that I want to cry. I can't help it if your smoke travels all the way from the first to third level BECAUSE IT DOES SO DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT. Stop being so inconsiderate. I DON'T KNOW WHY, but it has been twenty minutes since you smoked and THE SMELL STILL LINGERS. VERY STRONGLY.
Perhaps it's circulating in my respiratory system, perhaps a little bit more would cause some really obvious problems. I JUST DON'T WANT TO SAY WHAT.
But as for now, STOP KILLING ME, MY SORE THROAT AND FLU ARE BAD ENOUGH.
You piss me off everytime I smell the smoke, everytime I see you smoke, everytime you get into the car after a cigarette, BUT TODAY YOU PISS ME OFF MOST BADLY AND SO BADLY THAT I CAN (insert any extreme stuff here).
I feel the anger of fourteen fudging years building up on me now. Fourteen years of increased risk of lung cancer as compared to lucky kids who don't have fathers who smoke.
Everytime you say you want to quit smoking YOU WERE NEVER SERIOUS. You've said that a thousand times but you were always joking, perhaps forever expecting us to understand you no? WELL mummy and YZ probably doesn't care as much but I'm a fudging selfish person AND SO I need to live the most comfortable life ever.
Anyone with common sense wouldn't pay to get themselves killed.
IN FUTURE, I will make it a point for "DO YOU SMOKE?" to be the first question I ask any potential partner.
RAHHHHH CAN'T STAND THIS. SORRY IF I'M BEING TOTALLY ANAL ABOUT IT. MAYBE I SHOULD GO ON A DAOING STREAK WITH MY DAD.