I'm the boy that looks excited
I'm the boy that's gonna fall apart
Candyfloss, I lie to myself
I'm the boy that eats his heart out

I know I should be more careful
I know I should watch where I've been
Candyfloss and she's a safecracker
She kissed me first and then broke in

We slip and slide on the stay-together landmine
I make my mind up to never be myself
And every time I make a rhyme
I live my life for someone else

Oh-whoa-whoa
Oh-whoa-whoa
Oh-whoa-whoa

She's in the kitchen with bitter diamond drunks
(She's in the way)
I'm on the sofa hoping she leaves that punk cause
(I'm in the way)

I'm the boy with the poetry power
I'm the boy, smells like flowers
Every time I make a rhyme
I live my life like I wasn't invited

Oh-whoa-whoa

She's in the way
I'm in the way

I'm the boy that looks excited
I'm the boy that's gonna fall apart
Candyfloss, she kissed me first
And I'm the boy, don't get me started

I know I should be more careful
I know I should watch where I've been
Candyfloss, she's a safecracker
She kissed me first, then broke in

Oh-whoa-whoa

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Photo series
Content: RED CAMP AND PROM.
Models: Celest, Linda, Felicia
by the viking crew





















Mood: *coughs coughs*
that's what you get what you have a never-goes-away sore throat.

sls: uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco, cinco, seis.
girls: give it to the vikings,
guys: uh huh, uh huh.
girls: give it to the vikings,
guys: uh huh, uh huh.
girls: give it to the vikings,
guys: uh huh, uh huh.
girls: and all the others say we so fly,
guys: we make them cry.

all: this cheer is rated v, for vikings, ver ver ver vikings!
oooooooohhhhh na na na na, na na na na, na, na na na neh!
na na na na, na na na na, na, na na na neh!

when you say jump, we say how high
all the vikings in the house,
omg, we're so fine
like snakes on a plane
we make you go insane
so outrageously insane
with our ver, ver ,ver ,ver!

yay, that was the prom cum RED CAMP photo series i did espcially to remember these two special occasions.

Prom was like this mad, crazy, makeover.
i totally didn't feel like waking up and going for prom in the morning cause i had this splitting headache and slight fever. Then there were still the decisions that we had to make.

Where to go for hairstyling?
Where to go for makeup?
Do we take mrt or cab to meritus mandarin hotel?
Do we flag a cab? Or call one?
Do we need to pay for this?
Do we need to pay for that?
Where's the ballroom?
Where's the hotel room? Which floor?
How much is that?

all the stupid ridiculous questions i could do without.
But, then again, i told myself that it was the last day where everyone goes crazy, literally, so i decided to go crazy too.

Of course, with all the coughing, that i almost felt like dying.
And obviously, somebody still doesn't want to talk to me.
so i'll just leave it as that.

well, anws, i'll stop wallowing in my misery.

Newsflash: My hair was like $108 althogether. (highlights + styling)
And i paid so much just to undergo the torture of smelling all the hairspray and the glittery stuff they sprayed all over my hair.
Thankfully, the highlights will last longer, whereas the curling, plus tying, plus clipping the hairstylist did was a one-nightstand thing.
Also, i had a alotttttt of difficulty removing the hair pins she stuck into my hair.
i think i dropped TOO MUCH hair yesterday and the make up was so difficult to remove.
Fantastic.

Anw, anybody knows how to remove mascara?!
Gah, how the heck do people do it.

Sighs. i loveeeeeeee my highlights though. :D
yeh, because it's red.

hmphs. Throughout prom was fun.
we had to wait outside the ballroom for i don'tknowhowlong, but still finally, we got a poker card and managed to squeeze in.
At least the counsellors had some creativity, judging that they organised prom, it was chic and fabbb. i thought they using the poker cards as lucky draw tickets was an awesome idea. :DD

Here's my compliments to you guys, sec three counsellors, although, we always get stopped on the way up to classrooms for having food by you irritating bunch of 'teacher's dogs', here's a big thank you!

Yiyang and felicia totally looked like a rockstar.
They both had the punkdude and punkgirl looks, plus everyone looked so chio and so mannnnnnnnnnnnnnn and so yandaooooo.

And, the most eventful thing was when i decided to step keean with my heels, he kicked me instead.

And what happened was super painful.
The base of his shoe came into contact with my tip of my heel.
and omg, shi chao tong de lorh.
the impact was like gg.
There goes my poor toe. D:

Snapshots i picked randomly:







the hairstylist who did my hair and refused to tell me where she picked up hairstyling.
i guess she just wanted to me to be her regular customer. LOL. i wouldn't dream of stealing your customers lahhhh.


the only piece of food we had that night.
haha, just kidding.
This chicken head was the most prized delicacy through the entire not-sure-how-many-course dinner. Heh.

Hmms, i guess one last thing, in case the guys don't know, the girls have a hard time wearing heels on.

Can you imagine how painful and troublesome it is?
When all you want to do is just rip those heels off, toss them away and drop dead on the floor with your feet sticking all over the place.
Yet, we girls still have to withstand the contraction of our calve muscles throughtout the entire night without nagging and having to act glamorous and act like it doesn't hurt, at all.

Ahem. Guys, you have to give it to us, girls. :D

And know something, my legs are still cramping and sore from all that high-heel walking. i wonder how Mrs Ong tolerates it and how celebs actually dance in heels.
Maybe i'm not used to it.
Lawl.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhh, i'm once again, too lazy to post any more pictures here, but i dumped everything on facebook. if you want them, you know where to look. (: