your life is for you to live and for you to love

i am a model student (haha, right).
i text with my phone hidden in my big handy roxy case, i read books (actually i have finished jodi picoult's vanishing acts which so totally rocks to the apple core) under the table, and i blog when everyone else is researching on some (boring) ancient chinese mathematics.
its no wonder no one believes that i am trying (very hard) to turn over a new leaf.

anyw, yesterday was sorta family day.
spent my late morning till evening at changi's safra. we always go there. and we always park at the very same spot.
i hadnt been counting on spending my whole day there. uh, not until i realised that my tote was so packed it could have doubled as a duffle bag.
was feeling pretty anti-shit, so i missed the first two bowling games but eventually put my book down and joined in. (for the first time) i bowled.
(haha) didnt have a lot of fun because i was too caught up in being so agitatedddddddddddd. and the parental department plus its co-units were laughing there heads off cos i sucked really bad.
i mean, i hit like, ten pins down.
well no its not a strike. more like, that was all the pins that fell throughout the whole game.
after that my brothers decided to spontaneously swim in their underwears/boxers.
i had a good laugh at my youngest bro's fish-pattern one.
well i was sitting on this beach-chair, sun-tanning (yes, in my levis and a tee).
slept for an hour, then got woken up by a water-squirting rubber duckie.
went to some seafood restaurant by the coasts, and i saw denise keller eating with another caucasian, a chinese and a bald indian man. so racial (harmonyish, no kidding).
i ate so much and i wasnt really full. oh dear, my diet plans, gone awry againnnnnnnnnn.
i need to lose weight so that i can jump further for my SBJ.

and heh my twin gave me kinderbueno(s) (and a note) - i have no idea why she is :( with me?
think hard.

i cant take the distance,
i want a sunflower,
i want to eat a strawberry,
i want to live,
ciao.