Guess what I got for Christmas?

An orange Christmas tree.

I hear dead silence.

XDXD

wei yun says: (9:03:37 AM)
falalalala, la la la laaaa~ :D
Peter says: (9:03:56 AM)
I'm still tired from decking my halls
wei yun says: (9:04:43 AM)
oooh. you guys do that?
wei yun says: (9:04:46 AM)
i dont get to
wei yun says: (9:05:02 AM)
for us christmas is more of a family thing so we dont do a lot of preparation.
Peter says: (9:06:29 AM)
I suppose so over there... plus, if your parents let you decorate, they'd come home and be like "wtf... WEI YUN!!! Why is the house orange."
Peter says: (9:06:44 AM)
and you'd be like ":I was decorating"
Peter says: (9:06:59 AM)
"but orange is not a christmas color"
wei yun: (9:07:04 AM)
yeah. that too. you know, we saw this orange christmas tree in this japanese restaurant. :D and i was like... omfg. i want one. i want one. I WANT ONE
wei yun says: (9:07:08 AM)
mum and dad: 0_o
Peter says: (9:07:15 AM)
"but orange is an every season color!"
wei yun says: (9:07:29 AM)
and apparently, there's a shop in a mall on the other side of town that sells nothing but orange.
wei yun says: (9:07:34 AM)
and yes!! you understand me! :D
Peter says: (9:09:26 AM)
understand does not = agree on all the orange
wei yun says: (9:12:02 AM)
well its one step closer. you know, after the invasion, can malaysia's national colour be orange? like the dutch?
wei yun says: (9:12:03 AM)
:D
Peter says: (9:12:36 AM)
Why emulate the dutch?
wei yun says: (9:13:12 AM)
nooo. the dutch read my mind. see i liked orange before i was born, it just took me a while to find out in this life.
wei yun says: (9:13:25 AM)
my first favourite colour was green, then blue, now it's orange. (:
wei yun says: (9:16:07 AM)
after a journey of self-discovery, chocolate pie, and cheese, i found myself!


Poor Peter. He has to put up with my madness, even after CamTrad. ^_^

http://www.100words.com/batchReadBatchMember.php?batch=93&member=3922

Wow. Just wow. She- yes, Su and I figured that it was probably a she- sounds like me.

No, her writing sounds way better than mine.

I wish I could write such perfection in a hundred words per day, every day.

I don’t really know how, so tell me please. How do you stop being someone’s friend? Do you search out every single piece of evidence attesting to her existence and burn it, and hopefully you’ll forget about her? Do you pretend she’s invisible and pretend it’s a gust of wind when you walk by? Do I end it with a letter? Or do I just lapse into the you-are-non-existent phase of my life? Do I proclaim to the world that you don’t have a place in my heart anymore? Tell me please, how to, because I really don’t know how.

I find the word "fuck" very liberating.

XT, where artfor thou?

IDIOT

SHU LIN NOT GOING TO UPLANDS NOW

APA LA! >.<

Just for the record:

The reason I'm OBSESSED with The Best Damn Thing is because if I was a jealous girlfriend, those exact words- many of the lyrics would be coming out of my mouth. Maybe not in such a narcissistic way, but you get the drift.

Avril Lavigne, you might have turned into a bit of a weirdo, but I love you anyway, and I've still been a big fan of you even singe my primary school days.

Let me hear you say hey hey hey
Alright
Now let me hear you say hey hey ho

I hate it when a guy doesn't get the door
even though I told him yesterday and the day before
I hate it when a guy doesn't get the tab
And I have to pull my money out and that looks bad

Where are the hopes, where are the dreams
My Cinderella story scene
When do you think they'll finally see

[Chorus:]
That you're not not not gonna get any better
You won't won't won't you won't get rid of me never
Like it or not, even though she's a lot like me
We're not the same
And yeah yeah yeah I'm a lot to handle
You don't know trouble, I'm a hell of a scandal
Me, I'm a scene, I'm a drama queen
I'm the best damn thing that your eyes have ever seen

Alright, alright
Yeah

I hate it when a guy doesn't understand
Why a certain time of month I don't wanna hold his hand
I hate it when they go out, and we stay in
And they come home smelling like their ex girlfriends

I found my hopes, I found my dreams
My Cinderella story scene
Now everybody's gonna see

[Chorus]

Give me an A (always give me what I want)
Give me a V (be very very good to me)
R (are you gonna treat me right)
I (I can put up a fight)
Give me an L (let me hear you scream loud)

One, two, three, four

Where are the hopes, where are the dreams
My Cinderella story scene
When do you think they'll finally see

[Chorus]

Let me hear you say hey hey hey
Alright
Now let me hear you say hey hey ho

Hey hey hey
Hey hey hey
Hey hey hey

I'm the best damn thing that your eyes have ever seen

Urrgh.

I hate people like that sometimes.