Saturday, June 30, 2007


oh.
finally.
the internet.

as you can probably figure out from
un update post,
i've been busy working in a lan shop
with NO internet connection.
yes.
its really quite sad.

sk and shaoye visited me that day.
and they had a look at
"a miserable, lonely, boring day in sara's working life"

and i think they could tell that i was in
some what a quite pathetic state.
seriously.
when they came.
my eyes lit up mann.
i was so happy.

anyway.
they bravely stuck around.
to accompany me.

and when they finally left.
i felt so empty.
hahaa.
sighh.

omg.
i have to stop sighing and smiling to the com as i blog.
the guy on the other table is like
glancing at me.
but i cant help it.
i can feel another big smile slipping out as i type.
shit shit.
hahhaa.


okayy.
i'm going to stop here.
before i embarrass my self in front of my customers.

and since u all know my pathetic job situation.
pls feel free to call me to chat.
if theres internet,
den i'll be online.
so u can talk to me there too.
please?

hahaha.
damn sad right.
ya lor.
thats how desperate i am
for company at work.

okok.
bye bye.

and hubbs.
dun be pissed la.
when i get my pay,
dinner on me!

spoke at : 7:25 PM

Monday, June 25, 2007


and so here i am.
at work.
being extremely busy.
with doing nothing.

its amazing how one can be paid
for just sitting at a table.
using the computer.
i thought at a lan shop.
it would be the other way round.
haha.

oh yes.
celebrated shao ye's birthday
on saturday.

i cant say it was a huge suess.
cause we didnt get to do the thing
that shaoye wanted the most.
with each of us having our own stuff to do.

but,
however badly organised
and messy our plans are,
as long as f7 gathers,
we always have a blast.

the usual steam boat place was like closed.
i cant believe fat mama let us down.
i thought she was nice.
so we opted for fish and co.
the food's good.
provided you order the right thing.
and not the disgusting seafood platter
with their rubberband tasting calamari rings
or the
salmon grill
that was so fishy,
i had to spit half of it out.

okayy.
i know i'm contradicting myself.
but the food is quite good.
some of it.
like the original fish and chips.
and the new york one.

the drink was fab.
like some huge huge glass.
and we all shared.

the gst and service charge was a killer though.
it think it was 22 bucks.
but whatever.

we got a cake for shaoye.
doremon was out,
so we got tasmania devil instead.
it was such a pity to cut it up.
cause tas was looking pretty cute,
surrounded by pale yellow cream and all.
but shaoye and to be nasty and slice
it
between the legs.
hahaha.

i know you're not very happy shaoye.
but i promise you.
kbox is coming.
i want it as much as you.
please la.
i've resorted to using the romote control
as a mike
and singing xin yu
in front of the com.

happy birthday shaoye.
you finally caught up with me.
:>

i love you.
we all do.

spoke at : 1:51 AM

Sunday, June 24, 2007


its really ironic.
how i work at a lan shop.
yet i cant even update my blog.
but i will soon.
its only cause the internet
hasnt been set up yet.
screwed right.
yupp.

i know.
okayy.
this is all.
for now.
i'm kinda like wearing my lousy glasses.
and so i cant see the screen very well
and its annoying to blog,
half blind,

so byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

spoke at : 7:46 AM

Thursday, June 21, 2007


okayy.
its the second day of my holidays.
and guess what i went ahead and did.
i got myself a job.
like wtf right.
i know.
i really planned to enjoy myself.
like just slck and bum
but my friend asked me if i was interested.
and she told me about it.
apparently, i get to work in a lan shop.
hahaha.

and the pay is like pretty damn good.
since all i have to do is
collect money and maybe cook afew instant noodles?
plus i get to use the internet
and play whatever shit everyone
who goes to lan shop plays.

living expenses are paid for,
and there are lots more goodies
in the goodie bag!

so you can come visit me.
in the shop.
its a new place.
hasnt even opened.
looks really cool.
but.
the rates are pretty high.
like 3.80 per hr?
unless of course if you join member ship.
which is like so much better.

but whatever.
haha.

i really wasnt sure if i wanted to go for it.
but suddenly,
images of me on a mega shopping spree
in forever 21, topshop and mango popped into my head.
like honestly.
and i was won over.
i'm not gonna continue working
once my hols are over.
i dont think so at least.

hey, by the way.
do i sound crazy in my blog.
grace thinks i do.
because i was thinking..
when i type out my post,
i have dont have any thoughts.
cause its just all in my post.
you get it?
means thats how i really think,
all the time in my head.

not like sometimes,
when you say one thing,
but you're actually not really thinking that.
my blog is really
what i happened to be thinking of in my head at that moment.
so its really me.
and if the real me,
really sounds slightly cuckoo.
ermmm.
mean to say i'm slightly mad?

i dont think so right?
i'm sure everyone sounds like this in their head.

(okayy. thats sentence was slightly "in denially crazy")

anyway.
i think this is normal.
and blogging is theraputic.
it really is.
unless blogger starts acting like a bastard.
and loses your posts halfway.
but i dont think they do that anymore.
in fact,
looking at my screen now,
it kinda has this annoying
paraniod
little habit of saving my post every like what, 2 mins?
and it lke records the time it saved it.
thats what i call obsessive complusive disorder mann.
ocd.

ya. but okay.
i know this was a long, random nothing post.
but i just felt talkative.
but i have to go now.
meeting phonsus and friends for
a little guay chap.
so bye bye.

spoke at : 4:08 AM

Tuesday, June 19, 2007


its officially over.
the horrid exams.

and my holidays are here!!!

Wheeeeeeeeeee.

sad part is.
everyone elses hols are like almost over.

weeelll...
nvm.
i'll make do with what time i have with everyone,
den i shall have 2 weeks.
to bury myself in all the romance novels
i can get my hands on.

i've been posted to Tan Tock Seng hospital.
for my attachment.
please do try to stop by during my
lunch break to eat with me?

yes.
thats really all i have to blog about for now.
everyone's going to attica today.
boo.
i hope it gets raided.
haha.
i cant go you see.
(not that i've asked, but i'm just resigned to my fate)

so i hope everyone who goes has a nasty time there!

so there! take that!


thats all.
toodles.


oh ya.
one more thing.
connie read my balloon post.
and now she feels like a balloon.
(depressing huh. i know all about it.)
aww phooniables.
nvm.
even if you're a balloon,
i think you're a balloon with pretty cartoon pictures
and bright happy colours!!!
:>

spoke at : 3:34 AM

Friday, June 15, 2007


this is a random post.

you see.
last night.
i was at the balconey, just looking out.

and suddenly, i thought of balloons.

i've always liked balloons.
even though i really cant stand the loud
sound they make when they explode.

to me,
they've always represented freedom and life.
like they're always floating.
right?

wrong.
last night i discovered.
that all balloons symbolize failure and death.
all balloons.
its true.
you see.
what happens
to a balloon when you
release it into the sky?
its floats all the way up.
but.
sooner or later,
its gonna have to deflate and come right back down.

its the same for all balloons.
helium balloons, hot air balloons.
the ones that you have to blow yourself are worst.
they dont even float.
they just get in your way until they eventually deflate
or till someone steps on them.

do you get my point now?
well. there is always 2 ways to look at things.
and this is one way.
trust sara to find the darker aspect of balloons.
go on.
think about it.




you know what.
i think we're all like balloons.
me, especially.


spoke at : 9:00 PM

Thursday, June 14, 2007


"Satan, the sisters taught me, was physically beautiful. One of God's most brilliant angels, fallen from heaven,"


"I am no longer a callow girl. I shall not confuse angel with devil again."


spoke at : 9:07 PM

Monday, June 11, 2007


omg.
i need to unload man.
before i die of hypertension.

know what my bitch classmate said to me today?
woah.
i cant stand her ah.
as if calling me naive that day wasnt enough,
and she's the one who chats witb 14 year old boys
that live in USA
and sweetalk with them about sex.
and when i told her to be careful, and look for someone her
own age,
she went,
"Sara, you know sometimes, you can be sooo naive."

me,
me, naive?
and she's the bloody 24 year old.
what the fuck.

anyway.
that was last week.
today is whole new story.
let me show you how the conversation went.

(we were sitting in class, discussing the topic of skipping class on wed.)

me: I dont care, i'm not gonna come on wednesday. For what, 2 hours?

her: Ya, but if we both dont turn up, the teachers will suspect something.

me: Who cares? i'll just give a letter la. After all, i live all the way in Toa Payoh.
Its not worth coming back to school for just 2 hours. If i can just stay at home and study, why not?

her: Ya, well, den what am i going to say?

me: i dont know, the same thing maybe? After all, what can they do to us? I've been getting As, no problems with my conduct. They will trust me to stay at home and study what. Same for you.

her: (gives this irritating sickly smile) well, not really.

me: what do you mean?

her: i'm just saying that they will understand if you skip school, but they may not for me?

me:ya, like how?

her: we all know that besides your conduct and grades, they look into your background also, and your mum is a ward sister.

me: so you're implying that i get special treatment from the teachers because they know who my mum is? (and my tone is just getting quieter)

her: mmm hmmm. (another irriating smile)

me:Thats not true, i just dont cause any trouble in school, and my grades are good."

her: hello. its obvious that you get special treatment. You're the teachers pet!

me: (just stared at her, with this" i cant believe you're actually saying this you callous bitch" look on my face)

her: okay, you know what. just stop. you're obviously taking this the wrong way.


like what the fuck!
did you see how she just completely twisted it?
can you feel my pain!!!
and so it went on.....................................

she's like damn fucking fucker.
and what she said is so not true.
cos the teachers never even found out that my mum
is a ward sister
until she came for the meet the teachers session.
and that was like only 3 weeks ago.

before that, i never told any teachers.

she is such disgusting, jealous, loser bitch.

i dont even go out of my way to talk to the teachers.
she's the one who stays back after class to
pour out her troubles.
like what the hell.

and so, i was so cheesed off
that i took out a newspaper and started reading.
without bothering to finish our conversation.
and she still had the cheek to say.

"are you angery? why are you so quite and angry?"

and so i ignored her.

and when class ended, i just left the room.
thankfully, she stayed back to sabo this classmate of mine
who skipped class that day and still signed her attendance.
that conniving bitch actually went to report it to the teacher!

can u imagine?!
she's like 24 years old, she she behaves like that?

anyway.
i got fed up
and bitched about her, finally.

and so, during bio. no one on our table really spoke to her.
but its not really my fault.
since i didnt even say why i was angry with her.
i just told the table people
that i was.
and they were like.
"WoW. sara finally hates Vickie. we were waiting for that to happen."

and so when she realised that people were cold shouldering her.
she started to become really gross.

like,
sniffing.
and putting her head into her arms.
actually going to the extend of dabbing her eyes with a tissue.
and finally going to the toilet.
and she asked for permission like

Sniff. "miss lim, may i be excuse?" sniff sniff.

woa.
i wanted to puke ah.

and luckily miss lim didnt even look at her.

and i know she wasnt even really crying.
she is just so fucking A. A. (attract attention)







someone please save me.
arghhhhhhhhhhh.

spoke at : 5:37 AM

Thursday, June 07, 2007


Please let it be known
This place is dead
It echoes through town
There isn’t one voice
I haven’t heard a sound.





sometimes i really hate to know that
people are happy with their lives.
like i know its selfish.
but its more comforting to know that
they are just as unhappy as you.
then at least that way,
you wont feel so alone.

arghh.
i'm such a sourgrapes..

well.
i'm just saying what you all feel inside,
but just never say it out.
so there.
dont be judging me for it.




If i lost my wish, can you help me find it?


spoke at : 7:01 AM

Wednesday, June 06, 2007


Love is a razor,
that leaves your soul to bleed.


hello hello.

met up with connie, sk, shaoye yesterday.
i just love spending time with them.
i get all the comfortable familarity
in the world.
which is sorely lacking in school.
with my f7,
i can be who i really am,
get it?
i dont have to swallow all
my words and force a smile.
i really wish i could shrink f7 and put
them in my back.
and take them out on the bus,
in the toilet, to play with them.

wait.
is it me?
or am i sounding slightly scary.
okayy.
whatever.
haha.
you get my drift.

apparently,
i'm not the only one
that has to put up with
sticky, annoying people in school.
hahahaha.
poor shaoye gets them too.

cant wait for tmr to pass quickly.
am meeting connie
to change her dress.
aparently that cockoo bought a dress
from hula and co.
and didnt check it.
it has as many holes as a sponge.

afterward,
we're going to nyp.
to watch sk dance!
woo!
hahaha.
its her exam know!
dont play play.
foreign bodies conducts
dance examinations!

yupp.
so thats it.
going to bed soon.

bye bye!

spoke at : 6:26 AM

Monday, June 04, 2007


ughh.
talk about monday blues.

i miss the weekend already.
had fun mann.
sk and i went over to the longs house.
to celebrate zhiyi and shanna's birthday.

it was fun man..
hahaha.
and when the drinks came out,
things got damn fucking fun.
hahaha.

oh god.
what would i give to have had someone
videoing all of us.
especially miss tan sk.
hahaha.
i would happily love to give you guys the
explicit details.
but sadly.
i am a true friend to sk.
and so,
i shall not spill the beans.
hahaha.
sneak peak though,
just imagine like
more than 10 people,
ordinarily already full of tricks up their sleeves.
give them some vodka,
and its as good
world war 3.

falling all over,
some people kicking and screaming
at the top of their lungs,
dancing,
and not to mention
that we had afew
BEASTS
who went around biting people.
honestly mann.
haha.

it was really wild.
and the next day.
haha.
i swore nv to to touvh alcohol again.
but,
haven we all been there and done that?

haha.

anyways.
this is supposed to be a short post.
since i blew my free time by playing
sims for like 5 hrs.
shit.
haha.
so i shall end here.
yes?
byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

spoke at : 7:39 AM

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