ITAIN'TOVER,YET.

I will not be blogging here anymore.

But this blog shall not be deleted cause of all the good memories I've blog abt with regards to this year's events.

If you wna know my new blog address, lemme know.

Love,
Colleen.

Fly away from here.

Working at Banana Republic ain't such a good idea at all.
I'm becoming a total bitch after work.
Big difference from my normal self.

Maybe I'm not use to working and stuff. Standing for 9-10 straight hours, folding clothes, replenishing stock, serving customers. Gimme some time!

Oh yeah, part-timers have targets to hit as well. So far, my sales have been like 4000 plus? BR stuff are like frickin expensive. One stupid cashmere hoodie cost $579.00.

Your lace camisole?
$119.

Crazy.

No wonder almost everyone in the retail line are faggers. Don't worry, you'll never see me smoking.

AHHHHHH. I can't wait for my payday!
Oh, and thanks to all those who have visited me. Although I had to like chase some of you away.( Not supposed to talk to friends actually.)Glad to see you people.

& WHOEVER CAME UP WITH THE SILLY IDEA THAT I'M A TWO-TIMER,
is seriously bonkers.

Gtg do PW.
&give Rocco my smelly dog a big BIG hug.

Lots of Love,
Colleeny.

I need some distraction,

oh beautiful release.

OMGOSH.I'm like starting work tmr. HAHHHHHHH. My boss is gna have a helluva time scolding me.
And like WTB? I only have ONE frickin set of uniform. How nice, they think my mother washing machine is it?

Okay, nvm. This is unnecessary worrying cause I have a washingmachine and dryer at home! Oh joy, the wonders of technology:D

Yehhhhhhhh, this is becoming a really random and weird post. I feel like I'm talking to myself all of a sudden.

EH! Do any of you listen to Sarah McLachlan? OMMMMY. She's really good, go check her outzzzzz!
My inner ah lian beast is like being released.

OMGGGGGGGGG. "WHATEVER, COLLEENY!"

Oh yah, just to clear some stupid doubts. If you're wondering why I add the Y to the back of my name to make it Colleeny...(NO, I'M NOT ACTING CUTE, YOU BALLHEAD.)

Cause, ahemmmmmm.
I like my name ALOT okay. To those who think that Colleen sounds like a doorbell or underwear or whatever, Uhmmz.
Colleen Yap Li Ling.

Yah, does sound abit doorbell-ish ah?
Anwzzzzxxx. Yep, Colleen-Yap.
Geddit?
ColleenY.

AIYAH.

Yay, I should go and change now for my " We're both so broke that we can't afford dinner" date.

Wonderfoooool.

I try and try,
To understand,
The distance in between:
The love I feel,
The things i fear,
I dearly say good dream.

Great song. I'll try by Jonatha Brooke.
Sigh, I want my very own PeterPan

HOHOHOHOHOHO.
Is Christmas anywhere near yet?

El Tango De Roxanne.

Damn, Moulin Rouge has gotta be one of my all time favourites.
I think the songs are really good.

The greatest thing you'll ever learn, is just to love and be loved in return.

1214, I'm waiting.

Hello my friend, we meet again. It's been awhile, where should we begin?
Feels like forever. Within my heart are memories, of perfect love that you gave to me.

My journey in a college started off as a wonderful thing.
In fact, it changed my life, my perspectives.
You might think that I'm exaggerating way too much.
But you're dead mistaken.

SAJC gave me cherished memories I'd keep forever.
My OG mates. With them, school was insanely fun. School was never that fun I tell you. We'd slack on the green mattress all day:D

When official school started, I was really optimistic about PJC. Met my classmates, as strangers then. Soon, they became friends that I really wna keep. Bernice, Low, Pris, Mas, Ng, Bwey, Aliff, DongKai, Abraham. Wow, it has alr been a year. We have all been through so much together. Our latecoming, truancy cases.
When we are separated next year, I know I'll really miss all of you so very much.

I can't imagine a day without such company next year. Yes, Dongkai you too.
I'll miss your "I'm so hot, I cause global warming" talks.

Maybe my extra 2 weeks of effort put in wasn't enough to let me safely promote. Failed 2 out of my 6 subjects. Important subjects(:
Even if I promote unexpectedly. Not sure I'd want to anyway.
I'd only struggle my ass off next year.
My A level results would be horrendous.

Another year would be good for me. I'd take arts, my strong subjects. Physics can kiss my ass.
I know I can do it next year. AAAAAA all the way.
Wna bet?

I'll achieve them together with my lovely classmates and Frosty.
We'll perservere through together.
Frosty, don't worry too much okay. We'll bring lunchboxes to school next year and be introverts in class:D
After all, its not about promotion alone.
Its about the all important Alevel results and my journey thus far.

I'm looking down now that it's over
Reflecting on all of my mistakes
I thought I found the road to somewhere
Somewhere in His grace
I cried out heaven save me
But I'm down to one last breath
And with it let me say
Let me say

Hold me now
I'm six feet from the edge and I'm thinking
That maybe six feet
Ain't so far down

Well, I trust my instincts completely.
Anw BFF classmates, read on.

From the start, the few of us got along pretty well.


Soon, we got to know each other better as our very own indivivuals.
We began planning outings and ponning sch together.



Mas and Bernice, rmb how we use to think that going to sentosa with the guys was such a bad idea?


I'll miss the silly games we think of.


The outing I'll never forget when we got stalked by the Topshop guy.




Plus dressing Low and Ng up in Topman.


& the man in the MRT who called my handbag a CB.

The trip to the subordinate court?
How we stood up for Pris. ( Which was actually kinda weird!)









Priscilla's birthday surprise which failed horribly.


Mas and her singing talent(:



The famous bean pose.

Then came Racial Harmony day and we discovered how horrendously fat we were.






With you guys, even detention was fun.


Bern, your duck notes(:


PW? Nope, its crimsonland baby!




3 weeks away from Promos and we're playing.




Mas's birthday surprise which went so well. She's glowing, literally. That is after we've experimented with Pris and Ng's birthday.




Low's birthday which was celebrated recently.


The road to sch.


A class I'll never forget.



Ah.
Byebye.

Guilty as charged.

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Please let my 4leaf clover earrings work their magic tmr.
Plus the prayers and good luck msges received.
They mean so much to me, really.

Whatever the outcome is,
I'm prepared.

I walked with you, once upon a dream.

Heyho.

So this is it, the tension and stress building up. Next Tuesday, all pj students will get their official promos results. ALL AT ONE GO. Yes, they wna kill us bad.
Really bad. Of course, I wna know how I actually fared.

Oh why didn't I study for my midyears?

Things wouldn't be as bad. Mid years were absolute rubbish. I remember cramming 5 mths of Geog syllabus in a day. The result?
4Us. I EVEN FAILED GP, DAMNIT. I left my composition completely blank.
So much for my A1 for English Os.
Doesn't make any sense.
Anw, yes you got me right. 4 Us. I've never gotten such bad results before. Its horrid.
JC=No Life.
Unless you slack like me, play everyday, sleep like there's no tmr.

For promos, I did study alot harder. Morning to night everyday. Maybe, promos results are gna hit me alot harder than midyrs.I did revise hard for physics and econs. If I fail, it reflects alot on my intellectual level. (STUPID LAH)
Let me pass, please? My classmates too.
If I don't, the consequences are so bad I don't wna think abt it.

Really, all I can do is regret and reflect now. But for what?
REGRET.
& envy those who pass. I'm preparing for the worst because I don't wna feel like a loser on results day.

Oh my, its all too late.

Anw, I just found my old Disney Cd with all the original singers.
I shall go listen to it now.
&I hope all my friends in J1 will pass their promos too.

Good luck y'all.