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WONDERGIRL
My name's Dayana. Believe me, good things come in small packages.

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  • Your Return
    Friday, June 29 / 23:57

    Welcome back Raggie and hello playmate!


    To sum everything today in 5;

    I bought soyabean from the vending today as for the past 3 days straight when I pressed bandung, JustTea came out.

    I didn't turn into a baby, I knew I was more than that.

    Hot bod boys are sometimes just the faces.

    I don't find the need to bang the door of the toilet cubicle, no matter how urgent it is.

    And yes look like the Green Gobblin if you must, support Live Earth.

    Also;


    Happy Birthday!

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    I'm A Bumble Bee
    Wednesday, June 27 / 19:39
    I was on a hiatus; yes I'm that busy.


    DS has invaded Raggie's life. I'm thankful I don't take buses to school, I wouldn't want to be later than I usually am. This splurge (once my shifu in getting good deals is back) will be one to celebrate my freedom as well.


    Afro said Banglas will check me out even more if I continue speaking Tamil. First, Banglas don't speak Tamil. And the Tamil I know are enna ma, kate kusu and sapede ilei. And you said many times punani has no meaning.


    I want to go out with my friends friends friends, yes all of them.


    This time around, projects had more outings. Adds a bit of spice to the usual drain-braining brainstorming discussions.



    Carlsberg Sky Tower, then Luge and Skyride!


    What else?


    I donned a skirt to school today, it's been eons. I felt light and airy.

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    Don't Just Stone
    Thursday, June 21 / 14:34
    When walking home, many tend to stone. Just stare blankly at the tiles and keep walking straight, we don't notice what's around us. I was walking home in the afternoon thus the scorching sun didn't motivate me to stone. I never liked birds, it's because of their droppings especially. Moving on, I saw a pigeon(the fat black one) limping across my void deck. It's right leg(is that what you call it, or is it feet?) and wing seems dented, I supposed it got hit by a vehicle. (Everyone go awwww...) It looked pathetic, I'm not joking. I was like, "I'd rather die if I were you, limping all alone here and there." However a few moments later, another well and active looking pigeon came along towards the pathetic looking one. To my astonishment, it looked as though the active pigeon was accompanying the pathetic one. It was supporting the pathetic pigeon by the back to limp to somewhere else; couldn't be it's nest as it has to fly then.

    Then that got me thinking, "You're never alone."

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    This Time
    Sunday, June 17 / 09:56
    I'm totally making full use of my off days, making time for myself and my friends. Last min meet ups have become a norm these past few days, loved every bit of it coz I enjoyed myself still. I'm smilling as I'm typing this, giler.

    Me and the boys had plans to watch a good movie. Apparently, there were disagreements here and there(to decide what movie) and in the end, I scrapped the idea. It's gonna be hard dating them, they expect the girl to call the shots. Finding a good eating place at town has never been easy, one that's halal and provides scrumptious food. We literally stood at Paragon for a good 15mins before we got our feets moving. Lunchboxes will do us good in the future huh. And we are a bunch yaya-papaya kids, they will know what I'm talking about. (Read:Harris Resort, Ubin)

    Neighbour love brought me out to my 'hometown', Little India. Bloody hell.



    My humongously bigger-than-my-face Bathura.


    As you all know, I'm kinda like a magnet to dark dark brown people. The whole time, neighbour love had to purposely tell me someone's checking me out, so that I'd glanced around. (eye contact with the dark dark brown people might make them think I'm checking them out!)



    Second row from the screen to catch this!


    And on our way home on the last train;



    Can you make that out?


    I did, she didn't want to get anything dirty.


    (This space was supposed to be for, "I'm going JB with Neighbour Love and Bombom.")

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    Next To What If?
    Friday, June 15 / 00:23
    If only I'm in your arms right now and you stroking my hair.
    If only JC and Poly students share the same transport fares.
    If only I realised this dream earlier, I'd saved up.
    If only chocolates and cakes aren't fattening.
    If only we tolerated each other just a little longer.
    If only my height is 158cm.
    If only Singapore is more exciting.
    If only parents always understand us stubborn teens.
    If only boys aren't such trouble.
    If only Starbucks's introduce a member card.
    If only picnics become everyones' favourite pastime.
    If only the beaches and parks are always clean.
    If only I had that sketchbok from Sketch on Kids Central.

    If only "if only"s don't exist, you know what I mean.

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    I Just Miss Blogging
    Wednesday, June 13 / 13:43
    Ok I've said earlier, I miss blogging.



    Hello holidays. Right. The break's occupied with school and work. Growing up in Singapore is rather mundane, it's all about education. And there are rules and regulations you have to meet when you want to have fun. I feel prison-ed. And Singapore have very few big green fields, all the way to Marina if you just want to lie down and face the sky.



    On another note, I'm missing alot of people lately too. You know who you are.



    Boys, they're always a problem. And I haven't been dating lately, I need summer love la! The only dates are with neighbour love. Giordano boy, I thought we started of good. I remember clearly Afro's metaphor. Girls are just like apples on trees. Lazy boys pick the apples which are at the lower part of the tree. Guess I'm on top of the tree then. Just afraid I'll rot.



    Moving on, it's another month of great movies! This equals to more cash being withdrawn. I started a silly thing, I changed my red notes into Brunei's. Why? I'm able safekeep them as treasure so I wont't use them. Cool eh? I'll keep you updated on the progress of saving.



    And btw, I passed Napfa. Thank God, Rafi wasn't one of the testers.



    I'm so random, never mind it's all good.



    I'm in school right now, doing my project. What a bore but it has become a routine in fact. And from my seat I can see Shikin blogging as well. Clearly explains, we're drained.


    And if you think my throat's all well, nah.




    Thank you Raggie, it has been on replay.

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    Best Banget
    / 12:16

    Hello Batam, my millionaire trip!


    That's the Penguin I ferried on.


    Pizza Hut for 5 costed SGD$30 only, and the calculator was our best friend then.


    Yes, I didn't take care of the throat.


    Self snap shot, the need to feel like a tourist la.


    Culture shock; I saw kids along the roads too.


    Welcome to Panorama Regency Hotel.


    I felt vulnerable walking along the streets.


    My foot reflexology; my veins were rejuvenated.


    He looks high dipped in warm water but thank you still.


    Look at my face; gosh big breakfast.


    Very familiar uhh, and it's real cheap there.

    Imitation Porter!


    And all the good food not found in Singapore.


    Technology does exist there; a machine in hypermarts to check price.


    Batam was allright, I felt like a millionaire la. I had like 560,00 Rupiah in my wallet. Imagine the thought of getting robbed then rapped. But really, I was scared. Every step I took I roll ed my eyes to get a clear 180 degress view.

    And it's hard to find traffic lights there, infrastructures really bad. It's a norm to jaywalk, they don't care if get hit or run down. You can find 5 people on a bike, and honking's like a must. Beep! Beep! Seeing this, I randomly talked about biking to the mother. She was so-so about it while the brother was against it. I stated my stand, about me getting my own vehicle and not be a minah rempit. And I think I kinda got the green light. The father, yet to ask him. I sound very yaya but we'll see.

    Y'all know, I prefer to be driven still.

    You can find alot of Singaporeans there. And they're still as kiasu. Good lord, they're so jakon (like never see before) of the cheap stuff there that they'll die if they never buy in bulks. Told you, millionaires. I'm surprised to see angmohs as well, I thought Batam wouldn't be their preferred holiday spot. And, and. I see many old men with young girls. You know what I mean.

    I want to try Harris Resort, it's by the beach. Anyone?

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    Birthday Note
    Tuesday, June 12 / 12:32

    Happy 19th Bestest Blur Girlfriend!


    I miss her.

    And her too.


    The men who had to tolerate 4 women.


    For now, these few pictures will do the talking. I've got more to tell; my trip and everything. But time is not on my side. I miss blogging. God bless y'all.

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    Just Like A Pill
    Monday, June 4 / 11:53
    Fred Fred Burger text-ed me; "Oh I love rocker chicks. Haha. Oh how you get a sore throat from a hole in your eardrum?"

    Goodness, the season to be sick has finally reached me. In times of brain-draining activities such as projects and tests, being under the weather is not welcomed at all.

    Afroza, half of these bacteria I have is it from you?

    And I got a taste of Ayam Penyet yesterday, the real, authentic and delicious one as claimed by neighbour love. Prawn crackers were marvellous. I know, I'm still consuming these kinda food with a throat like this.

    This is the last week of school, not so much of a hooray. I still have projects to do. Shitness, I'm hoping my life is not slowly turning to a bore.

    Me: Why you stand here? Ladies side got no one.
    Fuhao: Joyce asked me to take care of you.
    Me: Rightt.

    Lastly, I haven't really indulge myself in GSS. I feel so deprived.

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    Almost But Didn't
    Friday, June 1 / 23:15
    Doctor asked, "How did you manage to get that?"

    Raggie said, "It could be radiation effects from your hp."

    Afroza added, "See la, you blast your music still want to use earphones."

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