Day 179

If you can help it, stop doing embarrassing things in public. Google Maps will totally see you.

Anyway, I just want to shout out to the two people in Saudi Arabia who stopped by the blog (according to statcounter.com). Or the one person who stopped by twice. Either way, good looks.

Day 176

Hello friends, I'm back with the strength of 10 men and a Siamese cat.

Actually, I'm so sad I don't even know how to properly express myself. I am like ten million 16 year olds listening to Radiohead and Dashboard Confessional, rolled into one. Nobody should feel this sad.

I am beginning to think that I have done some horrible thing and that the universe is now punishing me for it. Maybe it is because one time I accidentally pushed my autistic friend into the public pool, and not only did his iPod die but he almost drowned. Or maybe it is because I always hide the potato crisps behind the wine, behind the fruit and nut loaf, beside the tapas spread, next to the eggs, behind the organic cereal, behind the pot of left over lamb stew, behind the 1 kg block of cream cheese in our refrigerator, so that my brothers can't find them and then eat them. Or maybe it is because I saw my sister's dog humping one of her cats, and they saw me seeing them, and that was rude. Or maybe it is because I was eating frozen yogurt outside a mosque while my friends were being booked by policemen for underage smoking. OR, MAYBE, I don't know...... I just want to go home and stick my head in Andrew's armpit!!!!

Anyway, please send happy thoughts of generosity to our health minister. Tomorrow, I am going (to beg on hands and knees if needed) to see if there is any way possible that he will agree to extend our school holidays. Otherwise, I have exams to sit for in college when it reopens next week and that is not very cool.

In return for your good thoughts, I will answer any questions you have so long as they are easy enough for me to look up on Wikipedia/Yahoo! Answers. My hair is long and knotted, and feels a lot like its pubic cousins. That should cover any questions about hair. Have a good day=)

Day 176

It's morning now. For some odd reason, I've had this in my head since the weekend:

There is only a plastic bedside lamp on his side table that throws cheap yellow light on the both of them.

BOY I can't date you anymore.

GIRL Because I don't like milk?

BOY What? No. I never knew you didn't like milk. It's just- I've just-

GIRL I don't want to hear about why. I'd rather just assume it's because I'm too awesome.

BOY Knock it off.

GIRL What should I say? This sucks. This is dumb. It's stupid. This is a dumb, stupid, sucky situation and I don't know what to say about it.

BOY You know this isn't easy for me.

GIRL Well, I'm glad. Things like this shouldn't be easy.

She gets up.

BOY Where are you going?

GIRL I'm leaving.

BOY Why are you gonna do that?

GIRL Are you really asking?

BOY No. I mean, just wait.

GIRL What would I be waiting for? Are you aware of what an inconvenience this all is for me? I'll have to start forgetting about you, train myself to not think about you or be reminded of the things about you, or that we've done together. I'll have to clean out my email and my phone. I've got stuff of yours at my place which I'll have to throw out. How stupid is that?

I have to leave now and start getting all of that stuff over with. I'm only going to fall more in love with you, if I stay here looking at you. I really don't think now is the time for that.

BOY Whoa, where did that come from?

GIRL It's just something that happens when a cute boy breaks up with you. Don't worry though, it should pass in a few minutes.

That's all. It only loops back to the beginning from here. I'll try to think of what happens next while commuting between places, but I haven't figured it out yet.

I'm so "glad" I have this blog to "vent about stuff" when I'm "feeling" down. It "really helps". Cya.

Day 175

Dear Wednesday, I'd rather not. Thanks tho. -Justine

Day 174

WASSSSSSSUPPPPPPP!!!! It's been a while, I don't have a genius comeback post but here are my sister's beautiful kids. Even though I am not THAT into kids at the present moment (seriously, you should see me around them- I mostly ignore them by pretending to sleep) I want 7 of my own. Don't scoff. I hear you scoffing! Stop it! Gimme a break, I'm only turning 17 in September. (Gifts are unnecessary, but follow your heart.) I have pimples to squeeze, boys to chase, school work to look at, and 48 people to follow on Twitter.

I don't know how Yoko Ono does it, but she's following something like 55 216 people on Twitter, about to release a studio album, fighting to free Daw Aung San Suu Kyi, trying to delay global warming by promoting "Meat Free Monday", AND also designing T- shirts for H&M to benefit Fashion Against AIDS. Seriously, that lady needs to chill out before she hurts herself.

All right, something good soon. Bye!

Day 172

Grandma's birthday lunch on 33rd floor, Valerie's face is a clown, made impromptu decision to check out local music scene at the beach, hung out in Danial's singlet and on his mat, I loved Jack and Rai's set, made Rah piggyback me into the crowd, smoked candles (healthy alternative), too many skimpy bikinis, too much exposed cellulite and reclaimed sand (everything in moderation), Rachel said "We need booze" only like 812673641 times:

Day 169

Even though most of the best (in my opinion) albums have already come out this year- Yeah Yeah Yeahs, Phoenix, Passion Pit, Filthy Dukes and The Juan Maclean- there are still some I cannot wait for:

Dizzee Rascal - Tongue N Cheek (Sep/Oct)
Dragonette - Fixin' To Thrill (Aug/Sep)
HEALTH - Get Color
Bombay Bicycle Club - I Had The Blues But I Shook Them Loose (July)
Simian Mobile Disco - Temporary Pleasure (Aug)

All right......... So, this space has been kinda dry of late. I'll make sure I get around to writing about something other than music soon. Maybe over the weekend. Follow me on Twitter in the meantime. I'm so tired now! Goodnight! X

Day 166

Gonna make this a quick post for I have some major studying to do right now. I think I'll drink coffee past 6 PM today. (I meant it when I said "major"!) I'm trying not to commit suicide, and also trying to keep up with my revision schedule. Twist: I'm already 2 weeks behind!!!!


Passion Pit/Sleepyhead


Fleet Foxes/Quiet Houses

All right, bye! (What you thought I was going to say "hi" when I was to end this post? I'm no paradox!) What I'm seriously saying hello to is school work. But instead of a formal hello it's more like (insert vulgar crude comment here).

Day 165

The party that ended before it could even start:

Day 162

HELLO.

This might sound kind of spastic coming from me because I count my calories at the dinner table, sit in front of the mirror for hours, go on "diets" (ice cream sundaes/double cheese burger at 4 AM, sushi buffets, a bag of Lay's in a half hour) and I sometimes let my body mass determine my self worth, but this is important (How selfless!):

You should start loving your body if you don't already. Even if when you jump for joy......... You get stuck. And even if you think "you ain't got no alibi, you ugly eh". I think you should like your body because it's the only body you're going to have, and it's all yours! My mom sometimes says to me, "Your body is never going to change for you, if you keep telling it that you hate it". So, be nice to your body! That includes taking care of it by not cutting your own fringe in the middle of the night, and with what you put inside it. (I.e. Food, liquid, boy's privates, etc.)

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Btw, Hi Rachel! How is studying in the polytechnic going? Are you getting away with NOT handing your assignments in there, too?? We miss you! I mean, we REALLY miss you. I won't even face the fact that you've left us!

Young Econs tutor: Why do I only have 2 essays? There are like, 20 of you here.
Justine: Uhhhhhh...... I think Rachel didn't hand hers in.

Aged Econs tutor: (shouting into portable microphone) Where *static noise* where *static noise* where *static noise* where *static noise* where *static noise* where *static noise* are *static noise* the *static noise* the *static noise* essays? *static noise*
Justine: Ummmm, can't hear you! Umm... I think........ Rachel..

Math tutor: So like...... Ya'll cannot count ah? How come I am still missing some of your assignments? I mean, if ya'll cannot do simple Maths then... Uh, please go to the office and take the withdrawal form.
Justine: RACHEL! PLEASE!

GP tutor: I think I still haven't gotten all of your AQ......
Justine: Omg. Rachel................

Female Geography tutor: Hey guys, I don't think I've seen everyone's tutorial 7.
Justine: R- A- C- H- E- L!!

Male Geography tutor: I'M NOT A DONKEY!!!! *bitch fit* Hao Ze, stand! Jackston, stand! Jonathan, stand! Leon, sit! Charlotte, stand! Natasha, stand! Justine, stand! Stephanie, sit! Carol, stand on the table! He Shuang, stand! Shan, stand! Christopher.... Oooh, nice name. But you are an embarrassment and a disgrace to all the Christophers in the world! HANDSTAND! Triple somersault back- flip roll squat fart!
Justine: -

Come back, Rachel..... The teachers have started scolding US.

Ps- I like your post from the evening of June 7. It's so creative! You really immersed yourself, almost had me fooled! (Ahahaha..... ) Take care

Day 161

There really isn't any reason for this post other than to look at this face for a while. Or for a long time.... (Whatever makes you happy!):

Hiii Mathias!! Hiiiiiiii............. Whatcha doing?? I mean.... Be more handsome, why don't you? Sigh.

Since I'm already here, I might as well tell you that it was actually our (Sandy and I) 2 month MacAnniversary the other day. On the 4th. I wasn't aware because I loath the past. I will probably get it a keyboard protector the next time I am in town with $40 worth of spare change. Twist: I usually have no change, so I'll have to ask my dad! (Sandy is a MacBook, btw.)

When I take a MGMT break, I'm still really obsessed with Passion Pit's album "Manners". Watch this!!!! It will only make your life better!=)

"Put down your sword and bow
Come lay with me on the ground"

Day 160

So........ Recently, there have been some rumors circulating about how I "came home and slept in the garden. LMAO" last Saturday night. I'd like to clear the air by issuing a statement denying this perplexing and appalling rumor- It's just impossible. Really, I am Justine, and just fyi I have been rocking it since '92. (I actually slept on the bench in our verandah.) (Ahahaha!)

Thinking that I'd managed to deceive the vicious vigilance of my family, was a little intoxicating. Coming home and then realising that I'd been locked out of the house......... Deliberately............... By the people I love the most/my own family/(prime suspect) Stu, was even more intoxicating. Although that may partly have been the lasting effects of the night's Vodka Red Bull, unclear.

As per normal, my dad and I went for the 7 AM mass at church. (It's hard to miss a snoring daughter in your verandah as you are on your way out of the house.) As per not normal, he refused to talk to me or even "peace" me at mass. Hoping to minimize the damage, I sang out loud to every hymn. (I usually sing in my head. With my eyes closed.) As we are leaving church, my dad turned and said to me, "Justine, you are an irritant". We are tight once more and God works in mysterious ways. Word!

My family is so loving in a strange way, but I accept. Remember this act of love? I know I probably shouldn't say this, but I feel compelled to. Your mother is in your bones, Kor Kor Stu. (Our mom? Ignoring the family legend; assuming that you are not 'Korean baby switched at birth in New Mexico', and that I am not 'a baby mom and dad picked up from the dustbin'.)

In other news, I was finally taught to inhale the other day. How embarrassing, but Jebus! NOT INHALING totally did not hurt like INHALING! I'm aware that this may prompt my family to start something called the S.S.B.S. Foundation, so I'll end off with an anti- smoking message from me to you:

Quit smoking! It'll make you really ugly, really fast. I think I'd almost rather you develop a sex addiction instead- With condoms, of course. It would be less harmful to your health. I don't care if you think it makes you look cool, if it's your nervous outlet, if you're trying to piss your parents off, or if it's how you're staying thin. Go to Watsons, Guardian, your local pharmacy, the closest drug store and get the patch! Then go here and order yourself a whole crate of Taste- T- Picks. Bite on your pens in the meantime, while waiting for them to arrive. Good luck! Haggard, wasted, wrinkled smokers won't be allowed to read this blog anymore. So get it the fuck together! There's no excuse to light up!!

That's all. I love you! XOXO

S.S.B.C. Foundation

Day 159

Sweating it out in the sauna:


Homosexuals have more fun, my first tequila shot ever, my second tequila shot ever, more tequila shots coupled with involuntary muscle spasms:





Music by AC Slater and Special- k, trying to nail the running man dance move in the club. Have you ever sat an arm's length from Zidane, Mariah?? (Singapore Idol/FIFA World Cup joke from 2006):