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Mr Hector and the boys.


"....rancid little turds"

You know those times when you watch those British shows with heavily-accented actors speaking rather fluently, and you spend half the time trying to figure out what the hell they are talking about, it's annoying.

Well, I had mine today. History Boys, to say the least, was rather mind-boggling and used such profound language, and peppered with some literature,it made me feel like I'm learning English all over again. But anyhow, I must say Mr Hector looks too pitiful when he weep, it makes you want to go give the big guy a big hug. Of course, Yuhui would definitely agree with me, though she won't openly say it. Don't bother protesting, and feign "innocence", Yuhui.

As Mr Hector would say it; "hush, Ella, hush."


Cheers?


IYL STOP RANTING @ 11:01 PM

When I mean when I say "Shoo."

Sometimes, I wish they'd just leave me alone. Not acting like they care. Not pretending they know what I'm doing. Not trying to aggravate the situation more. Not anything. rien de. nichts. zilch.

Just.....buzz off.


IYL STOP RANTING @ 10:03 PM

Slow food,can?

"Yo momma so fat, when she wears a yellow raincoat, people says "Taxi!""

I finally went down to town with Yuhui after months long of hiatus from the bustling crowd. The whole point of that impromptu trip was to go to Topshop, check out some clothes for the wardrobe, again. And again, I did not buy any.

But anyhow, I thought going to Orchard Road was a smart idea, since I needed some exercise thanks to yesterday's unhealthy binging. It's like killing two birds at one time. Walking and shopping. But after much walking, we got hungry and (yes, boys and girls...) I ate fast food again. This time, I switched MacD's for a KFC's buddy meal. As if that'd helps! Pfft.

That aside, we had lunch at Lido, and watched a movie from Yuhui's laptop. History Boys. I get the gist of what the movie's about, but I was randomly distracted between the show and the crispy chicken. I must make a mental note to watch the show again, nevertheless. (:

On a different note, and to sidetrack abit, I regret putting up that now infamous "tummy picture". My already low self-esteem is plunging down to the minimum, and I'm now convinced I'm getting fat by the minute. So much so, I could possibly be sticking to my new diet of chicken pie and waffles only for lunches.

Suddenly all that "Yo momma so fat..." jokes doesn't seem a bit funny anymore. Drats.

Cheers?


IYL STOP RANTING @ 11:01 PM

update! UPDATE!

".....my life is so pathetic, the only thing I could worry about is what to wear to school the next day."

School have been rather hectic lately, I simply couldn't find the time to blog, which pretty much explains why the space has been stagnant with short redundant posts. But anyhow, I decided to finally update with one long decent post just so some pics in my folder can finally be deleted. ((:

I'l just start from the Saturday. Yes, five days ago. I spent my weekend going to Yana's school and then the cousin's house for the nephew's 1st year birthday party. ((: So there I was, blithefully sitting behind them all being the background while Yana's teacher do all the low down on her studies stuff. You know, those parent-teacher meeting craps. After the lunch, the mom, out of the blue, suggested on taking a neoprint. (!!) That was a task, getting the brother to get inside the shop. Haha. Anyhow, that turned out pretty well. (:





The birthday party was alright, too. It really was just another family gathering. A little catching up done, the food was delicious, and a little murdering-the-chickens session for me. =p You see, I realise that I now seems to have the fetish for eating. And when I say eating, I do mean eating. I can binge on food almost four times a day, and still feel hungry, it's scary. Of course, my passion for food seems to be limited to fast food a.k.a junk food. Without exaggerating even abit, I can say I'm now 4kg heavier and bigger. asjdkjahjlk. I need some work out, and I need them now.

It's not that I'm ignorant of my mounting kilos. I did try planning a diet whateveryoucallthem. To be exact, I promised myself yesterday that I was not going to go to lunchbreak today, and just have a nice healthy breakfast at home. No waffles, no potato puff, no nothing. BUT dear Yuhui had to be nice and "thoughtfull" to ask me if I want mac breakfast since she was already there, and buying. *sigh* It was just my guilty pleasure. ((: Anyhow, it was fun having lunch in class, just the two of us, nice blasting music and my two dollar meal. But we got lethargic for awhile and snapped a picture or two. ((:
As if that wasn't enough, she decided to psycho me to go down to Bishan on the pretext of helping me find new clothes, to add to my oh-so pathetic wardrobe. Pfft. Guess what we ended up doing? Having yet another MacD's meal. And oh, guess what happen to me after that? My tummy decided to go bloated like nobody's business, and makes me look pregnant-ish. Gee.
See, I even took the liberty to take a picture of it just so you won't think I was exaggerating. *no camera tricks was involved ehh.*

Fatty things aside, there really are so much more things that have been happening lately. Like the day I feel inspired to take up driving lesson as soon as possible, thanks to the drive around the carpark with them people in Ili's car, and also hitching a ride from Julie on Tuesday. ((:

And the day I randomly flip through the album and found one space of my movie ticket page naked. That, ladies and gentleman, "inspires" me to watch movie as soon as possible. So who wants to watch the Simpsons, text me!! ((:




And oh, I had an F for my Science UT that day. My score was a pathetic 1 out of 30 something. But to know that there's people who gets even more pathetic zeros gives me a glimmer of hope. (ok wth.) But anyhow, that "inspires" me to get anything but F for UTs. *heart pain lah sister!*


And that day, when Yana officially name this stray cat under our block "Molly" thanks to the cute mole ala Phua Chu Kang, I was "inspired" to spend more time with her. The fact that she's starting to name cats and talking to them makes me think I have a long lost sister that I never knew I had. And her name is "Molly". Nur Moly Bte Omar eh? HAHA.


Her. She. It. Molly Bte Omar!

Okay, before I start crapping nonsense, I think this is enough for some decent blogging. ((:

CHEERSSS.



IYL STOP RANTING @ 9:43 PM

you will hear it from the restttt....

" .....and it goes on and on and on"

Of all songs that could possibly exist and ever composed on this Mother Earth, there's only one "song" that's been playing on my mind the whole of today.

Republic Neverending song.

And it's driving me crazeeeee.


IYL STOP RANTING @ 10:14 PM

Slgr.

They didn't go to MacD's afterall. So yes, there goes my hashbrowns takeaway.

In the words of Yusra: "Slgr"


IYL STOP RANTING @ 10:56 AM

random musing.

I'm currently in school, and its just the first breakout. I'm still too full thanks to that heavy breakfast of sandwiches and burger, so I prefered to stay behind, while them people go enjoy their MacD's breakfast meals.

I know, turning down MacD's breakfast is so unlike me!

But what to do, I have been binging on fast foods, ice creams and all those sinful indulgence almost everyday, it makes me feel oh so guilty. Gee.

That aside, I guess it's harmless hallucinating about dipping large fries into sundae hot fudge, and taking a huge bite of the fillet-o-fish. *sigh* Just the thought of it can seduce the tummy. ((:

HELP!


IYL STOP RANTING @ 10:28 AM

That random one.

If you've been asking me, or wondering why I have not been updating this space, don't believe me when I say I'm busy. Or not "inspired" to write anything. Or (my favourite excuse...) nothing much happen. Because the truth is; I've not been busy at all, I am never "inspired" before I write any posts, and so much have happen these few days, this whole one week, and the week before that, I don't know where to start, and how.

With regards to the previous post, I won't delve too much into it if I'm you. I won't tell you what that was all about because most of you would start asking string of questions that I won't feel like answering. (I know because I'm a born kaypoh-chee too.) Just so you know, and if it makes you feel more enlightened at all, everything's better now. Not good, but better. :)

Now, to sidetrack a bit, school seems to be back to being mundane. No, I'm not whining yet again. The devil in me seems to have the urge to skip classes altogether. But no, I'm still a sane, for now. *sings "I Will Survive"*. Fortunately, the class' sudden interest in having dress code to school makes up for the humdrum of school. So we were Formal on Wednesday, All Black on Thursday, and Sky's The Limit on Friday. :))

On a side note, everything else's in the life have been pretty normal (read: boring but bearable.) I can't remember whatever happened back before last Saturday, and I don't intend to ask people around what I did when. (they usually have much better memory than me.) Unfortunately, they also have better things to do than recalling what I did when.

Now, I'm trying to write a long decent post here, but it seems like there really is not much. However, I'm attempting to outdone Yusra's super long entry, without writing any funny Malay. So, I'll just start rambling randomly now, about whatever that have been happening, and why.

The top's the what, and the bottom's the why.

I wanted to blog about that Live Earth concert, and how ironic it is, but I didn't.
It seems like everyone else's have wrote about it.

I've been watching Takuya Kimura's dramas online.
I wonder why.

My mom have been buying us Ladies'/Women's/ Teenage girls magazine lately.
She want us to be girly?

Those magazines are aptly named "SimplyHer" and "HerWorld", imprinted bold.
She's trying to give us big hint that she wants us to be a lot girl-ly?

Yana actually bothered to read those magazines, which is unlike her.
She was flipping through, rather quickly, to the back page; she wanted to see the horoscope bit.

I'm just thankful that laptops don't speak.
Mine would be begging for mercy, and screaming for suicide by now; I've used it 10 hours.

I love weekends.
I won't have to here some Ella gushing over some Torres.

I think white, skinny, tall and blonde is boring.
Just.

I'm not going to watch Mr Harry Potterbetter known as Hairy Potek on cinema.
It should be on telly in five years. I can wait.

I realised I seem to have the talent in prying into people's life.
I'm just being concern, and no, I'll be nice and say it's not in the genes.

I'm prone to giving people birthday presents three months after their birthday.
Better late than never.

That Umbrella song is very irritating.
It's been playing on my mind since this morning, it's driving me crazyyy.

Yana likes to say "*sigh* Yani, Yannniii"
She's trying to sound motherly.

I went CE talks this week and wrote two 400 words essays.
I've got no life.

The aunt came all the way from Johor today.
She misses me?

Zuhai thinks she rocks.
I just let her think that.

I'm getting fat.
I binge on fast food the whole of this week.

....

On, and I found this picture in my hp's picture folder that day. I wonder who's the culprit, trying to be funny. Haha. Whatthehell.


And I shall end this post with a quote from Yusra this week, which managed to inject some real laughter in me, finally.

"Dunia ini besar!!"


IYL STOP RANTING @ 5:05 PM

solemn truth.

We've all lived in the fallacies a little too long. Now, reality check. But still, we've all have to have some faith, yes.

Got to be strong for the kids.

Praying hard, and still praying.


IYL STOP RANTING @ 9:59 PM

Shopping Theraphy.


I never really get why shopping is a theraphy. I mean, it only makes your wallet thinner, and your heart aches. But yes, I did some shopping today with the aunt. Pushing the shopping cart around the empty supermarket mindlessly ignites the little child in me. I get to pick out my bottles of milks and boxes of cereals. (Yes, minus the fast food unk, I'm a healthy child at heart! Pfft.) The best bit is; I don't have to pay for any of it. (:

Oh, I'm like a happy kiddo.


IYL STOP RANTING @ 7:15 PM

No transformer for Tuesday.

I'm currently at AMK Hub MacD's, just done with the dinner with Yuhui. I was supposed to be watching Transformers now, for the 610pm show. But I think the whole of Ang Mo Kio decided to watch it today too. Only the first row seats were left, and we were not planning to pay 8 bucks to get a neck pain.

Drats.


IYL STOP RANTING @ 7:01 PM

Lights out.

Saturday was spent at the National Stadium, watching that much anticipated match between Singapore vs Australia. Okay, I'll rephrase that. That much anticipated match (that Australia was going to win) between Singapore vs Australia.
So yes, newsflash two days ago: Singapore 0- 3 Australia.

So like a proud citizen, and a true fan of the Lions since three years ago, I went there with much faith for the Lions to at least score a goal, but of course not win the game. Yes, that's true fan for you. I'm still suffering from the aftermath of that whole evening. It was afterall, the closing ceremony of the Grand Ol' Lady. (:

First off was the veterans' match. It was a tad boring, rather funny at one point and dreadful for awhile. It was bad enough that Fandi Ahmad was not playing, so I only recognise two or three players on the pitch. The crowd was still coming into the stadium at half time, so didn't really feel like a real match. To make it worse, I thought it felt like watching a bunch of uncles and grandpas playing weekend football to lose some weight.

On a much lighter note, the rest of the evening was alright. Yes, I was a little upset that them Lions didn't manage even a goal despite two goals on shot, and Alam Shah wasn't there to spice up the forwards. (I'm aware of my disability at describing, thank you.) and I coudn't even get a decent glimpse of Harry Kewell. (not that I really was bothered by it) But watching it with the brother and cousins who didn't think twice of shouting instructions and cursing mindlessly more than make up for it. They were a laugh, I tell you.
Oh, and thanks to the closing ceremony thing and the NDP preview going on at the same time, it really felt like being at NDP; nostalgic, patriotic and all.

Err, it was fun, indeed. (:




IYL STOP RANTING @ 10:58 AM

About Her
Elyanee.
Offically 18 on 1st May.
ITE College Central(Bishan).Republic Poly.
She reeks cynicism.
Prone to redundancies and ramblings.
Never a conversationalist.
Loud only if I know you well.
She lives for Spaghetti and Chocolates.
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