That, The King & I musical turns out
to be pretty boring.
Pssht.
And being us, Dearest Bestiie and me
were the last to arrive to school and the whole of, sec 2 and sec 3 ..
Obviously those chosen ones had to wait for us.
HAH!
"Late" is already like our middle name put together.
Like.. Misha "Late" Athira.
No.. That doesnt come out right.
I sound like.. im dead.
Like, "Late" as in.. Dead.
Heh.
Go figure.
Anyways, as simple as that.
When we're late, we're late and theres nothing you can do about it.
Unquote. =D

I AM OFFICIALLY IN LOVE WITH THIS GUY.


He is as FUNNY AS HELL.
He is as SIMPLE AS JUST HILARIOUS.
He is Russell Peters.
An outstanding comedy
superstar in much of the world.
He has been doing stand up for 17 years
already and has an impressive resume.
He is an Anglo- Indian.
Anglo- Indians are a community of indians
from India who mixed with the British when they occupied India.
And im making you watch all of his videos on Youtube.
I swear, he can make you laugh just within seconds.
I appreciate his incredible sense of humour
like freaking much, more than you can tell.
He's way of words, to be honest very
much reminds me of my History teacher.
Impressively straight-forward yet funny.
Not like, you care to know bt yeah.
Its weird and i freak myself.
HAH.
Dont ask.

Im feeling really low on the inside , horrible and sick on the outside.
Im happy and really satisfied with my english
results eventhough there is still room for improvements
but obviously,that is not the case on why im feeling stupidly low.
It seems like ive not been improving on my
other subjects in which is not a good thing
because i cant be arsed to listen to Mr Maths teacher lectures 24/7 which leds me to the limit of dissapointment.
Its officially sending me major migrains.
The class itself, 3n1 is freaking untolerable and
i say, pure hell i bet the Satans cant even handle the guys in my class.
And tell me how are we suppose to buck up in every each of the subjects
when the guys are damn irritating and an annoyance and
a freaking distraction the whole class.
They are a PERFECT examples of those immatured 15 year old,
who doesnt fits to be a 15 year old , not even 7, let alone 3.
They just dont deserve to be in a secondary school.
End of story.
Pssht, i could share what actually cheered me up this past two days.
So, everyone knows its that Chinese Ghost Festival
and my mom, being her she may
sound hardcore and loud whenever she screams
and demands us to do that, do this but trust me, she is actually the scaredy- cat type when it
comes to ghosts and urban legends and whatnots.
It was on the 19th of August at around 3
in the morning when she sent me this really funny text that got me burst out laughing.
"Ra, baru jap tadi ibu pass by tingkap hall, then aleh2 dgr org ckp "Anyone?", dtg
from the window. Ibu jalan terus je masuk bilik tak toleh2 pun.. Ibu da nak pitam, jantung punya berderau mcm nak sesak nafas, rupernyr tau ape tak, ayah ON tv.. pic belum timbul. Suare da keluar dulu. Geram seh! Ingatkan hantu"
Translation : "Ra, just earlier, i walked pass the living room's window when i heard someone said "Anyone?
" and whats surprising is that, it actually came from the window itself and no one was there. I felt like fainting, my heart was beating really fast and i can barely breathe.. but it eventually turned out that, your dad switched ON the telly, the sound came first and then followed by the, pic and so much for thinking, it was a ghost"
BAHAHAHA!
And that actually cheered me up because when i read it all over again, it got me burst out laughing and i was my happy self again.
Pathetic much?
Oh i know.

MATH PAPER WAS TOUGH!
Like, FREAKISHLY TOUGH.
Circles and graphs.
Pssshhht.
Where are the odds?
Im sleepy.

A lesson learnt.
Never rush.
I did yesterday and i received a pathetic
yet painful bump on my forehead.
So, i was on my way to Orchard to meet my mom
ALONE yesterday and for
what seems like, a chaotic 5 mins semi walk,
semi run to the bustop.
I heard a "plop".
Like really as if something dropped into
the drain and so much for
thinking it was a pamphlet, i dont really care
if its a pamphlet though.
Duh. LOL.
And it awfully turns out to be my wallet.
Plus the freaking drain was one
and a half INCH taller than me.
Yes, What The Heck It Is.
And so much for the "Friendly" Singaporeans.
Turns out that none offered to help.
Psshht.
Im not exaggerating but the lid to the drain
was freaking heavy and i need serious
urgent help to lift it up but again, these "Friendly" Singaporeans
just gave me stupid unwanted
glares like im some retard that has
nothing to do but play around with drains.
Hey come on-
I could use some helping hands.
And it didnt make my day evening any better
when i had to lowered down into the drain and grab my wallet using my toes.
To come to think of it again, there MUST be rats
and cockroaches in there and these
pests have NEVER EVER top my lists.
Obviously i had to look downwards to see where
my feet is going, that's when my
forehead hit the other lid of the drain leaving
an obvious blue-black bump.
For a moment, i couldnt feel anything
because it was freaking, and i say,
ABSOFREAKINGLUTELY PAINFUL.
Plus i lost a 3 minutes track on where im at, at that moment.
I could barely remember anything, and damn..
that was how hard i hit my head on the other lid that is.
So i managed to grab a hold of my wallet, so much
for thinking that the nightmare is over.
I literally died when i came to know that i cant get out of the drain.
My arms got all wobbly and i fall right back into the drain again.
That's when i feel like screaming.
"HELP ME OUT OF HERE YOU STUPID SINGAPOREANS!
I NEED HELP AND ALL YOU
FREAKS DO IS GIVING ME RETARDED GLARES.
NOW HELP ME, AND I SAY NOWWW!"
I swear i felt like doing that.
I failed getting out of the drain for the second time AGAIN.
You have no idea how terrified, panic-striken
AND MUCH MUCH MORE UNDESCRIBABLE FEELINGS
I have with me at that selfishly horrifying moment.
Oh gawsh! Gahh, i dont know.
All i wanted was home and to think that
im never gonna get out of the drain, and its gonna
be my second home is literally giving me heart attacks.
To be really honest, it felt like i was
back on the Vietnam Trip, where i had to get out
of that Chu-Chi tunnel.
Oh Gawd.
HAHAHAHA.
But i did finally get out of there, like duh yeahh.
Because if i dont, i wouldnt be sitting here blogging.
I would have already be having my breakfast in that drain.
HAH!
And just if you're wondering, i got out of the drain ALL BY MYSELF.
These "Friendly" Singaporeans didnt even bother to help.
Im strong.
Now BOW TO ME.
Mwaha.
I repeat, Never Rush Before Its Too Late.
Heh.

Since i had completely forgot what i wanted to blog about,
Might as well get on to the..
8 Random Things About me.
1. I get nervous really easily for God knows what reason. I often get
stomach cramps after school and im pretty sure its due to nervousness, bt i really have no idea why.
2. I can get very jealous really easily.
Like right now, im jealous my dad is eating
Old Chang Kee
when all ive got with me is Twisties.
3. I sleep in many different weird positions.
Mainly because.. Im cool like that.
4. I can pat my head and rub my tummy
at the same time
going all "Ratatatata".
5. I used to think that One Minute Of Fame is cool
and that wrestling is PURE HARDCORE, and to come to think of it..
I even bought the WWE "Championship belt"
out of desperation and i still proudly have it with me.
6. I love to imagine, wild imaginations.
I once imagined myself dressed in Santa outfit,
riding a handsome Harley Davidson carrying a bag
full of toys and goodies
and in it contained my sister.
7. When i get really bored, I talk to my long prettyful strawberry pillow
that my mom bought for me on my 14th birthday.
8. I LOVE TO BLABBER.

For once, I want to try something really new in my life.
HAH!
Im proudly changing my wonderFantabulous
colourful blogskins and everywhatnots to...
BLACK & WHITE.
Just a random tryout.
Mwahaha!
Fun. =]

GUESS WHO'S BAAAAACCCK!
OmgItsMisha!!
Tell a friend.
Im bored.
Dont ask.
I skipped Ndp celebrations.
Punch me.
Psssht.

If you guys hadnt realise yet.
I just changed my url!
Im flattered =]
Okay my crap.
Go figure.
Hah.
Well, i might sound like those "emo" unhappy creeps
that had never been happy in their life before..
like they're some "lost soul" and they're trying to
find they're way home and shit.
Basically, i just needed a new url and
i cant freaking came up with one.
I cant be too arsed to fix my previous url
as its not working very right and apparently ,
i was at my cousin's house and was really sleepy
at the same time, doing nothing and was staring
at the ceiling at that very moment when
i suddenly missed my bed at home.
So, i was literally thinking of going home so
bad when that idea of turning it into a url came up like a flash.
Ahh well, its now officially my url anyways.
Heh.

Remember that flee market.. told you about?
The one in red cap is my aunt by the way.
Not like, you care to know.
She's hella one tough competitor there,
i mean like, she IS REALLY loud
plus she literally burst my eardrums.
Pfft.
I didnt even see any of my friends there with my Psp.
Too bad then, forget about getting 100% discounts.
Mwahahaha!
Ill let the pictures do the talking.

Those were the clothes that my aunt and mom own and
by all means, selling it away.
That's only half to it.
They are INFACT The Crazy Shopaholic.
It just drives me crazy.
We had fun watching people debating for lower prices.
Some even gt the cheek to pay a dollar for a top.
The price range were..
Tops : $3
Pants: $5
Hm..
Some weird Bangladeshi's,
and im talking males were eyeing on PANTY HOSES!
Wth?!
There this male Bangla.
He was so downright interested in those Panty Hoses, he actually
bought them all.
HAH!
Those Panty Hoses were actually giveaways,
Get them free if you buy three tops.
But eventually we sold it to that weirdo instead.
That really got me thinking.
Oh, maybe he's robbing banks.
Maybe maybee...
He's a stripper.
Nyaha.
Have fun then.
But overall, the sale turned out good ..
Fact is ; We literally own the place right
from the start.
Heh!
Yet we managed to stay alive eventhough
the rays and heat of the sun was prolly too much for
human beings to handle.
And i dont know
if that arse is gonna read this..
I doubt not but
I just feel like letting it all out so
please, by texting me stuff i dont wish to know
plus i dont even know who the hell you are ,
and im saying.
15 DAMN MESSAGES!
Is apparently SO NOT gonna make mine or your day
any better either.
It eventually drives me up the freaking wall and
seriously annoys the hell out of me.
I dont wish to know who is your ex.
Who is your "Godsister" which by "coincidentally"
carries the same name as my mom.
And how you got dumped.
I dont even need a "Anonymous Sicko"
to tell me i am a bastard just because i didnt reply to any of the
messages and eventually im not the one who will be paying those
overflowing bills anyways.
Just freaking stop texting and leave me alone.
You'll be much appreciated.

I hate my dad when he sings!!
Especially when i am in noo freaking moooooood to listen!
Im allergic to my dad's singing voice.
It just annoys the hell outta me.
I dont know?
Im weird and yet at the same time, cool like that. =)
Guy classmates has been the usual daily and a major pain in the arse.
"Gap", being his usual digusting stoopid annoying self ace in being irritating.
He can managed to pissed me off like no other in a snaaap.
Infact, he can be a real turn off to everyone.
He can even get a distinction if there's a
test on "how to be a freaking pain in the arse".
Mr Math Teacher was being ubberly mean by getting us to to do 10 math questions on 3 full scape paper which equals to drawing 18 circles in 3 periods which reminds, i have to get
new sets of fullscape paper.
Is it a good thing?
I mean like.. woah, chill on the questions dood.
Did New South Wales test during pastoral care earlier..
Or is it New South Vales?
Dearest Bestiie had been really busy and i swear i
really missed the 'Unbusy' side of her.
She told me her schedule for the upcoming week just this morning, and
God knows i cant handle it if i were to be in her shoes.
I got tired just from listening!
Pathetic much?
Plus eventhough its been a tough week with
heavy loads, she make everything sounds so smooth going.
She's that absolute funny yet strong girl i know!
Aww, i love her so much!
And i effing missed going out with her.
We'll see.
If she gets off during the hols.
Oh i hope =)
Aaaannywaaays,
Will be having a flee tommorrow just outside Tanglin Mall, So drop by?
Get me a Psp and ill give a 100% off.
Trust me. =)

Pssht.
I just got an 'Online' lecture from my
aunt because i said that F word.
How greaaaaaat.
I cant think of any other F word.
Fishing sounds awkward. Freaking sounds.. umm freaky.
That was my absolute last resort.
I can absolutely choose not to say it but either ways ,
I cant help saying!
Its all their fault!!
Referring to : (My stoopid guy GAY classmates)
One day, im gonna become violent and
start shoving lampost up their arse.
I mean that seriously.
Pfft.
I was too pissed to even think
of "Polite" at that very moment.
And i didnt realise that im still a 14 year
old girl when i say stuff that i shouldnt!
But sureee, im gonna be very polite from now on.
Like.. im gonna end every entry with a 'Thank you'


THANK YOU. =)