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"Liza, I think you should date all the guys cos you're such good friends with them and they really respect and trust you, something lots of girls wish they had (: very lucky you know."

One of my female friends recently told me this and as pathetic as it sounds, this is the sweetest thing anyone has told me in quite awhile. I'm not exactly sure why I found this sweet, but yeah. Hahahaha. I found it quite funny actually.

I've always been a girl friend, not a girlfriend person and I like it that way, and I know for a fact that what my friend said was true. Some girls did envy me for having that close (sometimes too close as Amy, Ace or Eleanor would say HAHAHAHA) umm friendship with guys, but I don't get why. If they liked the guy, it'd be damn sad if they were in my position you know. The guy they'd like would be forever teasing them, which I guess some could see as flirting, but nothing would ever happen. Cos that's it. You're just a good friend. Know what I mean? So please, I'm lucky cos I have good guy friends. I'm not lucky cos I get to hang out with them a lot cos honestly, all that happens is you either get constantly teased or forever leaned on (literally), but you can be sure that nothing will ever happen. You're just torturing yourself. So yeah. Wise words from pino. Bow.

Disclaimer:
I did not randomly share this cos someone told me I was being such a flirt with the guys.
I did not randomly share this cos I suddenly fell in love with one of my guy friends.
I did not randomly share this for any reason, but cos I was bored. And I really liked what my friend said. Heeheehee. "omg liza, you like being flattered". HAHAHAHA.

In other news,

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SHANNEN TAN STOLE MY BOYFRIEND.
MY BESTFRIEND TURNED LOVER WON'T EVEN TALK TO ME.

I am not in the right mind right now. Shall blog about camp tomorrow. Heads up though, things may not exactly be good.

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Hello, readers.

It's two days a day til camp and my level of enthusiasm has been such a rollercoaster ride. Initially, I was not excited at all (Reasons of even thinking about dragging my butt all the way to the stupid Dairy Farm Estate are in my previous post), but I got rather fired up to go when I found out that I was co-leading a group with someone I was excited to work with. Why yes, I choose my words very carefully. Anyway, today, I found out that I was almost kicked out of being a group leader. I was completely offended. "Nothing personal" my ass. "They almost didn't put you as a leader, but I said something", I really appreciate it, but honestly? I'd rather be a normal camper than be a (wait-let-me-think-twice-before-I-let-her-be-a) group leader. I got so annoyed, I am honestly thinking about not going. I was that offended. It's not just because they had to consider before making me a leader, it's because of the condescending way they told me about my new co-leader. "He's.. A nice guy". I asked what's with the reservation on the description. "I don't know how to say. Go fb see. Hmmm. In case you're having reservations abt working with him or anything..". Seriously? I am offended. To think that they would regard me as someone so shallow that I'd have to judge whether someone is good enough to be my co-leader based on his facebook page. I am offended. For the guy who, as far as I know, hasn't exactly been in the youth group, yet has basically been thrown in to the ocean without his diving gear on. I'm not saying he's incapable or anything, but his name just seems so out of place in the list. I don't mind co-leading with him at all, it's always good to make new friends right, but just they way they assigned, said, positioned everything annoyed me to bits.

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So now, I am completely agitated at the thought of camp and I've been ranting to pretty much anyone I've talked to since then. I apologize for boring you with my rage, but it must've been interesting to read my all-caps cries full of "OMGOSH"es and exclamation points. I was waiting for someone to come over and tell another person that I was having a BF (White Chicks reference, BF - Bitch Fit). Anyway, it's bad enough that the rooms are completely not air-conditioned, we have to sleep on the floor, and that I have to pay extra for the high elements that I'm not even anywhere being near to thinking about going for. Does that make any sense? No? Well it all boils down to camp being such a pain. I know there's pretty much an 80% chance that I'll get high and totally love it the second I get on the bus, but for now, I'm feeling pretty shitty. We'll see how it goes.

In much lighter news,
The info about the new iPhone 4 has finally been released after the WWDC on June 7th. It definitely looks different than the earlier iPhones and a lot has changed. 5mp camera, front camera for wifi-based video-calling, multi-tasking, zoom function and tonnes more new features. Most of the features, besides the hardware-based ones, will be available for download at the end of June through iTunes. The iOS.4. I can't wait. When I get the iOS.4, I don't think I'll even want the iPhone 4. The iOS.4 has pretty much everything I need, and want. Praise the Lord!

So that's pretty much it. It's now 3.01am and I've yet to have a wink of sleep. Watched YouTube videos and talked to Matt til 1.30am and played games and typed this on my phone til now. I should probably sleep soon. I've still got a lunch meeting with Emily tomorrow and the English O level seminar after that. Then I have to pack. For. That. Dreaded. Camp. Ugh. Just dirty-games me now!

Life's been a bitch. Not to me, I guess, but it's definitely been a bitch.
Don't you think bitch is such a nice word?

I've, once again, been having very weird dreams lately. Some I like, some I do not like. Yesterday, I dreamt I ran a marathon. I woke up feeling tired, but laughing. Nice joke, mind.

Youth Camp is coming up. I can confidently say that I Am Not Excited. Not one bit. I'm only going for a few reasons. One, I feel bad missing out on my emo date with Shannen. Two, Jeanne's last big thing with us before she moves to America. Three, Emily's last big thing with us before she moves to Australia for University. Four, Stephen's in town and he's going (not that we're close or anything, but we were groupmates at the last youth camp he went for and I thought that was cool). Five, I think I need a lift from God, to God again.

I need a lift.

This reminds me of the NTU Vertical Marathon. You can go up the 62 flight of stairs, feel absolutely tired, but accomplished and happy for finishing the whole thing. Plus there are people waiting for you at the top, just cheering you on as you run up those last few steps. Or you can take the lift, with shoots you up from the 1st floor to the 62nd in about a minute, but there would be no one to cheer for you. Maybe there'd be some, but I bet they're just mock-cheering. Me? I'm a cheerer. I stand on the last step, cheering, screaming my head off, encouraging people to keep running to the finish line, showing them where to go, but I never reached the finish line. Of course, I feel extremely happy for the runners, they've accomplished something, but after the event, it got me thinking, "what do they have that I don't? I could do this if I wanted to". And yeah, I guess I could. Maybe one day, I can be a runner, but for now, I'll take the lift.

In other news,
I've finally gotten my babies!

I haven't exactly decided what to wear with them yet, but whatever. I'll come up with something.

There's only two kinds of bad people in the world. Those who do bad things and those who see other people do bad things and do nothing about it.

Mean Girls is the most quotable movie ever. I didn't think about it at all, but that line just popped in my head as I opened up my AwesomeNotes app.

A few days ago, a friend asked me to watch a video of this guy Russell Peters on YouTube. He's supposedly this incredibly funny standup comedian. What's he famous for? Being racist. I said to my friend, "No. I refuse to watch nor listen to this video. I see enough of people getting insulted every single day", but he said, "Aww come on! He's damn funny!". I still said no. Another friend said, "Watch it! He's not making fun of pinos". I thought to myself, well that sure makes me feel a hell lot better. Geez. I still refused and said no. They said, "sheesh, Liza. Since when did you become so holy?!". When I heard those words, I was just blown away. I was speechless. For one thing, I don't think I was ever racist and has ever encouraged anyone to insult anyone ever. If I have ever insulted anyone to their face, I was probably joking. If I have ever insulted anyone behind their backs, it was either I was joking or that was out of spite. I apologize. Anothing thing, is I make a point not to watch these kind of things. Sure I just watched KevJumba's video on stereotyped names earlier and I watch the ocassional Viral Video Film School episode, but I'd never support something/someone who makes a living out of insulting people. My point is, I don't think there's anything holy about refusing to watch a video like this. I wasn't being high and above people, I was being morally right. Sorry for trying.

I sit and watch friends insulting other people all the time. And I don't just mean the ocassional "wtheck, that's so retarded!", I mean flat out "bloody hell. Fucking moron". I've tried to stop them a few times, but I guess it just happens so often that I just gave up. I'm not trying to be a saint, but well I'm not trying to be a bad person either. One just seems much easier to be.

I know. I don't know where i'm getting at either. I think I just want to say that I think that not watching this kind of video is not something that would make you 'holy'. Stopping the actual act will. Sure, it's funny. It's entertainment, but think about the people the comedians talk about. They laugh along, but do you have any idea what they're thinking? I bet they're cursing the guy to hell. I wouldn't say I know I would, but I'd probably do something along those lines.

In much lighter news,
I finally got back my pink IC! The photo on it didn't look as bad as expected. I think it looks just like the previous one, which I think is a big whoop! I used to be proud of my IC cos I actually smile in the photo, plus I don't actually look horrible. So praise the Lord I can still do that!

In other news,
I've still been thinking. The end.

Stalin got a new set of clothes last night! :D He now has yellow silicone sides and a clear plastic back case. I also got him a new screen protector. He looks completely new!

In other news,
I finally got back my results last night. 1 F, 1 D, 1 C, 3 Bs. For someone like me, meaning incredibly lazy and only starts revising last minute, that's not bad. I was especially proud of my combined science marks cos I really studied hard for the chemistry paper and I barely studied for the physics paper and I got an A for physics. I had gotten the highest marks in English too. Yet my dad and mrs.Yong thought my huge improvement in my subjects did not count as long as I failed E Maths. There goes my chance at a DPA. I have no idea why I failed E Maths as I really did revise and practice for that paper. Oh well, I've really got to start bucking up soon. There's only 4months left to prelims and I've got to knock down 10points from my L1R4 if I want to get into the course I want to. I'd do anything to get into Film & Media Studies in Ngee Ann Polytechnic, but mugging is definitely low on my list. It's just somewhere on top of bungee jumping, and you know that's definitely not good. Oh well, just a few more months of this "mugging" and I'll be free!

In much lighter news,
I've been thinking a lot about something that happened recently. Bow.

People who are not rushing should never stand on the right side of the escalator. Number 2 on my list of top things I absolutely loathe. Along with that are people who block my way when I'm rushing. Now my hair is horrible and I'm late for the movie. Zee's totally gonna kill me. Ugh.

Number 1 on my list are people who text me, then I reply, then they don't reply. Seriously? Don't even waste my inbox space. I spent seconds of my time to reply you when I could've had a proper conversation with someone else. Ugh.

Numero tres. People slamming something I seriously love, even if they were just joking. I do not care if you think movies are a waste of time, and that Desperate Housewives is a sucky overrated show, I love them. Of course everyone is entitled to their own opinion, but like thumper (from Bambi) said, if you can't say something nice, don't say nothing at all. The world can only take up so much negativity. I'm already taking so much of it up with this rant.

Number four. When people ask me to help them organize/plan something and when something goes wrong, they blame me. You know what? Screw you! As much as I love organizing things (being the obsessive-compulsive person I am), I refuse to do it just so I'd get the "credit" (a.k.a. blame) for everything. The worst part is when they don't even bother saying 'thanks' even when nothing goes wrong. Yeah, gee, you're welcome, my ass.

Número sinko. People who just can't get over themselves. Your ego is so huge, I think it's blocking the circulation of blood to your brain. It makes so much sense now. Ugh. Okay, I admit that I do come off as someone who has a huge ego, but if you know me well enough, you'll know that I just say those stuff cos I think they're funny. Usually they aren't, but to heck with that. But there are people who actually say what I jokingly say and really stand by it. Wow. Seriously.

K, this is way too much negativity (even for me!) for a week.