A Day in Jared and Jensen’s Life

Okay so this is the video that I got my desktop background off (approx. 4:45) :3

It’s from about season 2 or 3 I reckon… (because I’ve certainly watched the tiny scene clip that they show us…)

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Back To School One Last Time

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Oh dear god. I’m here. It’s here. This is finally happening. I’m in the final countdown until my last day of high school EVER.

Last night I watched about 5-6 hours of behind the scenes/ comicon interviews for Supernatural. SO FREAKING GOOD. But now my eyes are sore as hell.

Somehow I changed my background desktop picture too… I have no idea how to turn it back or if I even WANT to turn it back… it’s a still from “A Day in Jared and Jensen’s Life”. (OMG WHY ARE THEY SO GODLIKE AND BEAUTIFUL)… it’s from their make-up trailer bit where Jared’s eating all the candies :3

Here:

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*gurgles*

*collapses*

*convulses*

Excuse me while I scrape my ovaries off the wall…

It’s certainly an improvement on my previous background (my IB exam schedule- which I now know by heart) and I certainly need his gorgeous face to get me through each hellish day. I really make this much harder for myself than it needs to be. If only I would do the freaking work… :/

My Reward

My Reward

Super-Sammy-Oh-Natural-Oh-Loins-Sammy-Oh!

Chimmercharlie adds: Oh-Colin-Colin-Please (Morgan)

So after doing all I’m supposed do to this week AND doing so well on the IAs AND to celebrate a belated Sam Winchester Appreciation Week- I just watched another episode of my beautiful beautiful Jared Padalecki.

IT WAS THE NAKED SAM EPISODE! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!

HE CAME OUT OF THE SHOWER AND I DIED AND THEN CAME BACK AND WATCHED IT AGAIN AND DIED AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AGAIN!!!!!!

Then I laughed so fucking hard during the “Who you gonna call” line and OMG SAM AND DEAN WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME! MY LIFE! WHAT CAN I DO! I CAN DO NOTHING OMG! SUPERNATURAL WHAT EVEN! :O

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Being Irresponsible

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So last night I did a few things I really shouldn’t have. But lets start from the beginning…

Yesterday I had the medical lecture thing, it had its share of boring and funny parts (more funny than boring to be honest!). I didn’t realise such a large group of adults were coming with us. They’re all really nice and really funny, each has their own interesting story (one girl backpacked across 50 different countries because she was inspired by NatGeo- a lot of Asian countries, so it wouldn’t have been as mind-blowingly expensive as it sounds). She’s really nice, I think I might end up talking to her a lot on the trip.

So when that was over, Buiface (she’s going on the Ladakh trip with me so she was at the lecture too) and I went to buy my sister some filthy liquids (a.k.a. Smirnoff) because she gave me the money and was going to a party. We had froyo (yummm) and chatted for a while, but then she wanted to go shopping and I had to get the bottle to my sister so she could leave for the party.

While she was at the party, I went out to ‘Thai Express’ for dinner with two girlfriends. (I was half way to where we were going for dinner when I realised I’d left my keys at home and so I asked my sister to leave the doors unlocked or the keys out for me somewhere so I could get in later- I had no curfew and no idea what time I’d be home… the start of my irresponsibility- this plays a major part later. Anyway, my sister said yeah she’d leave keys out for me.) After that we MRT-ed it to Clarke Quay for drinks at Chuppitos, more friends joined us when we got there (including Chimmercharlie). I didn’t drink ’til Chimmercharlie showed up (then I had two shots because I’m getting braver/badass/embracing my adulthood or teenhood or whatever). I FOUND THE NAME OF THE SHOT I LIKE! It’s called the “Red Headed Slut”. I highly recommend it if you don’t like the taste of alcohol- I don’t like the taste and am highly aware of alcohol in drinks (people are lying when they say you can’t taste vodka), but I can hardly pick up the booze in this shot!

Anyway, after that we were approached and offered free entry and drinks at ‘Rebel’. Okay, anyone that lives in Singapore would know that ‘Rebel’ used to be attached to two other clubs- ‘Zirca’ and ‘Groove’. ‘Zirca’ is where anyone underaged goes (it was where I used to go- I loved it there! They had cages that moved up and down while you danced in them- SO MUCH FUN!) but because of that, people didn’t like going AND the police got involved once too many times and ‘Zirca’ was shut down. In fact, all three were. Or so I thought…

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Apparently ‘Rebel’ was reopened (but now the entrance is where ‘Zirca’s entrance used to be- such a mind-fuck for people that know the club. I don’t understand how they moved ‘Rebel’ INTO ‘Zirca’… argh I don’t know how to explain it. It’s just really confusing… it’s like they rotated the actual floorplan and didn’t knock anything down…. it’s just too much for my mind haha… But anyway. They did. Here’s the interior:

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It’s alright but there’s no moving cages… and in the case of last night… no people. Haha. So we hung around there for about 10 minutes (we had VIP stamps so we waited for it to get a bit exciting… it didn’t. Then again, it wasn’t really late yet).

Chimmercharlie then proclaimed that she wanted shots so her, one of the guys and I all left for Chuppitos again. I had two shots (yum) and then Chimmercharlie and I decided to go back and leave the guys there (another guy friend joined us) and on the way back we bumped into the girls who went to Chuppitos while we went to the bridge to prowl (the bridge is basically this “catwalk” where groups of people sit on the sides of the bridge and check out the girls walking through, at the same time the girls are walking through looking for hot guys to start talking to). We didn’t see anyone that we desperately wanted to go and talk to BUT we did get approached by a guy in a suit who offered us free entry and drinks at ‘Le Noir’.

Okay. Let me give you some background on ‘Le Noir’. Up until last night I’d never been because it’s supposedly really strict on I.D. (which isn’t a problem for me anymore) and because it’s where the teachers go clubbing. That’s my main reason for avoiding it. It’s where the teachers go. Seeing as the kids at my school have pretty much taken over every other club at Clarke Quay, I avoid ‘Le Noir’ out of respect for the teachers. There really isn’t anywhere else they can go. I always thought it was massively swanky and gorgeous on the inside. All the windows are blacked out and so all you can see from outside are the lights. ‘Le Noir’ is known for being a place for pretty people and I always thought it was out of my league.

So here was this guy telling us he could get us free entry! So of course we went with him.

I was surprised as hell when we got in. Not at the fact we’d gotten in, I’m 18 now, come on. No, I was surprised because it was TINY… and I mean tiny.

‘Zirca’ was huge! I mean, it’s three clubs combined, it had a massive dance floor right in the middle of the club. I thought it was great! Then I was “upgraded” to Attica (I always thought ‘Zirca’ was better than ‘Attica’ because it’s a waaay nicer space) because I was of age. ‘Attica’, I’ve always complained, is tiny. The dancefloor would probably fit 25 people… 50 at a crush… It has two floors so I guess that makes it okay, but I don’t like ‘Attica’ as much as I liked ‘Zirca’. BUT GOODNESS- if ‘Attica’ is small then ‘Le Noir’ is MIDGET. Seriously. I didn’t even see a dance floor. Maybe we didn’t explore it enough, but from where I stood there was no dancefloor. WHAT THE HELL IS THE POINT OF A CLUB WITH NO DANCEFLOOR?

Inside ‘Le Noir’:

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Look, I’m not saying it’s not luxurious. The interior is gorgeous! But it really came across as a club for older people (not OLD people… just older. Like teachers.). *Sigh* So that was a little disappointing.

After that Chimmercharlie and I sat on the bridge for 15 minutes before deciding to go home (the rest had already left- but out of 5 of them, 4 had gone to one of our guyfriend’s house). I texted my friend and asked if I could join them at his house (he lives a 5 minute walk away from my house so I wasn’t going miles out of my way), she said sure. Chimmercharlie had to go home though- she had tuition this morning- SUCKAAAA hahahahaha.

So I showed up at the house at about 1-1:30am? I can’t remember the exact time, I just know we left Clarke Quay at around 12:30-12:45… Whatever, it’s irrelevant. To pass the time we decided to play a few cheeky games. Let’s just say… I’m  glad I’ve known all these people for YEARS. Seriously. I’ve never laughed so hard. It was so much fun.

I’ve been given the new nickname “Supergirl”. It’s like the 5 of us are part of some sort of pact because we just look at each other and laugh knowingly.

So, so, so, so much fun. We swore that what happened in that room, STAYED in that room. So I’m not at liberty to share, unfortunately for you all 😉 haha

At 3am we called it quits and all went home.

So here’s where the night got… well… interesting to say the least. My sister had left the keys out for me. BUT the keys she left out only unlocked the gate and not the sliding door. Effectively, I was locked out. So I texted her about 500 times and when that didn’t work, I called her again and again and again. She had been up an hour before (I’d been texting her, she said she’d stay up until I got home). 

At about 3:30am I knew I had no other choice and I had to phone and wake up my helper.

I have no idea how much trouble I’m going to be in when my parents fly in tonight. Seriously. I had a story all lined up for my helper when she opened the door (my sister is now in on it too so hopefully our allied front will work against the wrath of my parents). I’m a little nervous, but I’m praying to whatever is out there that my helper doesn’t tell OR that my parents don’t kill me.

My sister felt so guilty that she did all the chores (including mine) and woke me up when I’d asked her to. I’m not furious with her, just a little miffed. I don’t know why I’m not more mad. I should be… but she felt so bad that I really can’t be mad at her. So now we’ve just got to wait for the fall out to hit.

I’m at school now, working. I have SO MUCH WORK due in tomorrow. Yesterday was a really bad idea (as far as responsibilities go)… and now I need to work my ASS off to fix this.

So yeah.

Hope my escapades last night made you smile, I had a blast! Time to work though!

Girls Night

Girls Night

So this loser slept over last night (love her really). She’s absolutely hilarious, the sweetest thing you’ll ever meet and she’s gorgeous on top of all that. I don’t know anyone that can make me laugh as much as she can!

So she slept over last night and we watched ‘Les Mis’ and ate chocolate dipped strawberries and sat up until 2 in the morning talking about boys and whatnot. SUCH A LOVELY NIGHT! I haven’t done anything like that in SO LONG! I honestly can’t remember the last time I sat down and had a night-long heart to heart with another girl over the “trivial” matter of boys. *Sigh*

I’m really going to miss her when we Graduate and head off in opposite directions. She wants to come to Greece with me so that will be fun! 😀

OKAY I have a 3 hour Medical Lecture to get to now so byee! 😀

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Once Upon a Ballpit…

http://www.wimp.com/ballpit/

This is absolutely GORGEOUS! I love it so much! My friend sent it to me and it’s made my day. SO CUTE! Why can’t they do this in Singapore?! (Besides the obvious hygiene problem- some people in Singapore… most people in Singapore… like to spit. Hence SARS was HUGE here…)

GETTING AWAY FROM SAD THINGS- if you’re having a bad day and want a small cute video to cheer you up then watch this! So sweet! Ugh! Too much squee! 😀

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Tuesday Thus Far…

Tuesday Thus Far...

So far- I don’t want to jinx this- I haven’t been berated for any late homeworks (yay!). I just completely screwed up my mock religion paper in Philosophy.

I’m in English now, we’re going to start watching “A Streetcar Named Desire” in about 3 seconds… what makes me happier right now (yes, keep in mind that I am a horrible, terrible, bitchy person)? The girl I can’t stand is sitting less than half a foot in front of me (-.-) but she’s not wearing any make-up and I’d like to think she looks worse than I do. Hurhurhur. I’m not fabulously gorgeous, but at least I can get away with not wearing make up 24/7.

Anyway, I’m already feeling guilty for writing that about her (I don’t like her and all, but I would hope that there aren’t people out there writing nasty things about me just because they don’t like me either…)

OH MY JEEZ! I HATE MY ENGLISH TEACHER! He’s talking right now and he’s just said something to make my blood boil. He thinks that it is NOT ONLY okay, but NECESSARY to say that our Text in Translation essays have just been sent to FREAKING LEBANON. WHY? I didn’t need to know that? No-one fucking WANTED to know that? Oh my good god I can’t stand this man! UGHHHHHH!!

What’s worse? I HAVE TO CLIMB A MOUNTAIN WITH HIM! THREE WHOLE WEEKS IN CLOSE PROXIMITY WITH THIS ASSHOLE! I swear to whatever is out there, one of us ain’t coming back from this freaking trip (and I can promise you now, the missing person won’t be ME).

Ugh. He better put the film on right now so I don’t just storm out. It’s really frustrating because he keeps showing up freaking EVERYWHERE! I had Biology this morning- he poked his head in the door. Pretty much every time I have Philosophy- he shows up. I wish I could just be blindly in love with this school like I was this time last year. Grrrrrrr!

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