FINALLY 18

APRIL 1ST/APRIL FOOLS - MY LOVELY BIRTHDAY

I'M GLAD TO SAY, I'VE FINALLY HIT THE AGE OF 18.

TIME TO BUY ME SOME SMOKES & A BOTTLE OF SMIRNOFF.

THANKS FOR THE BIRTHDAY WISHES:
-JOHNNY
-CLARA
-STEVEN
-MASON
-JULIE LAY
-ZAC
-ANGELA
-ERIKA
-TINA
-MASON
-JASON
-SURAJ
-SONG
-MATT
-LINA
-JULIE LIM
-ANNIE
-BELL
-BRONSON
-KELVIN
-JESSICA
-DENNIS
-KRYS
-DIMITRIOS
-HUY

& I'LL HOPEFULLY UPDATE THE LIST LATER.

LOVELOVE, EVERYDAY.
LOVE, WEIWEI.

cash rules everything around me ; i'm YSL, VER-SA-CE

I think you need someone to want you. Well, I do want you. So be brave.. and want me back.
-Skins.

Salaam-o-aleykum all!

It's 4:06AM Tuesday morning & it's raining!.. & now it's stopped. It poured for around about 5 seconds *literally, & stopped. Fucking retarded piece of shit weather. I was getting excited! I love sleeping when it's raining out. I hate the sun sometimes. I really do.

On a more important topic, there's only one day left until I turn 18 years old! I'm not as excited as I was about 10 days ago.. That should've been the day Q-Dance was held. Lord. Birthdays have never turned out good for me, except for that one time I was 8. Anyway, I remember my 15th & 16th & 17th birthday was fucking horrible. I'd love to explain it in explicit detail but I don't want to seem like a sook.. Plus complaining has gotten me into enough trouble last time. Bloody munts is what they is.

Oh & a reminder to those who have forgotten. I'm beautiful. Akon said so with his honey lips & chocolately brown skin. Mmmmm. Just makes me wet thinking about it..

Moving along! I have this really weird & disgusting habit: Whenever a scab seem to be falling off but still hanging on, I try my best to stick it back on. I have a scab really close to my right eye because I scratched it way too hard & it scabbed up & it was just about to fall off the other day but I don't want to have a weird looking, discoloured patch of skin looking fucking dry & retarded so I stuck it back on. I licked my finger & pushed it down hard onto my scab & it stuck. Haha I think it's too disgusting for a few people to handle. I'm sure most of you are grossed but I find it fucking heeee-larious. (:

I was looking up my starsign & the personality traits of an Aries. It's fucking spot on for a few.
-restless
-lustful ; haaaarrd.
-head-strong
-jealous
-quirky ; I'd say it's a nice thing!
-hot-headed
-blunt
-self-centred ; Fuck yeah, everybody knows it & they love it!
-argumentative
-bossy
-impulsive
-impetuous
-impatient

Wooo, I'm a handful. To be honest, I'm proud to be that obnoxious & a massive asshole. It's funny how I usually get away with it. Haha, oh Lord. Sorry for the people who have to put up with me, but hay, y'all know I'm worth it. I'm God's gift to the universe.

Anyway, I've been staying up really late these past few nights; I think it's been since Saturday because of the fucking jagerbombs that killed my sleeping patterns. Fuck you V. You never work when I need you to but when I want to fucking sleep you decide to kick in. You better not behave badly when I see you this Saturday 'cos I'll rape your Mum & steal your children & eat your dog.. Motherfucker. Actually, on second thoughts I think I'll keep your dog as a pet. Fucking V.

I am untamed - I need a leash
I am insane - I need a shrink

Lord. I need sleep. But before I go, here is the visual aid for today. I practically fell of my chair laughing from seeing this shit.


Love, WeiWei.

all i really wanna do is get with you ; tell me what it's going to take to get with you

Guten Tag all.

I've just smoked my last cig from my deck & I am feeling quite proud of myself because I tossed half of it away! Hah. *To be honest, I really regret it now. My smoking days are almost over. Today & tomorrow.. & Saturday night; only because that's also slightly counted as my birthday 'cos I'm fucking celebrating it that night all-fucking-right?!

These are my current favourite smokes that I can't put down.


*Pretty aren't they? (:

On the topic of my long-awaited 18th birthday, my lovely boyfriend Steven offered to pay for half of the phone I really want: the Nokia E71. I'm going to hold him to it 'cos I'm in desperate need for a functioning phone. The ugly & disfunctional phone I have now: the Nokia 6500 doesn't recognize my memory card anymore & sometimes I have difficulty making phone calls. I guess I'm the one to blame considering I threw my phone across the room twice & it fell apart. *Don't tell me I need anger management. I manage my anger just fine thankyou very much!

Sexy isn't it?!

Steven's also taking me out for dinner at Shangri-La! Oooh Lordy, I've been going crazy over this place for a few days & I can't stop ranting about it. I am in absolute love with the place. It's probably the only place in Sydney that doesn't look like a ditch. However, I'm not happy with the overpriced food so perhaps I'll make him take me to Centrepoint's 360 Bar & Dining!

So, this is Shangri-La's Altitude Hotel & it looks fucking
spec-fucking-tacular!

or the 360 Bar & Dining *sorry the picture is tiny but I find any larger ones on Google.

It's quite nice.. But Shangri-La is breath-taking. So I'm quite sure I've made my mind up now. Shangri-La it is!

**Sorry for emptying your wallet aye babe, but you offered! Lol no takesies backsies! ♥ Love you forever & ever & ever & ever. (:

2 more days!

Oh & yeah I know I've been posting a lot of pictures up lately, & what?! They're visual aids. I'm saving you the time to Google that shit up. Hah! So you can thank me for making life so much easier for you. I'm your saviour. I'm your Saint. Sooooo, eat that yaaaaaa munt.

Love, WeiWei.

feels like insomnia

Hi all.

I've been having trouble sleeping. It's Sunday morning & I slept at 4AM & woke up at 5AM. It's now 8:21AM. I've been up since then & I'm feeling a bit nauseous.. It's either the alcohol I chugged down last night or the water I fucking "guzzled" down too quickly. Bear Grylls says not to "guzzle water when you're dehydrated as it makes you nauseous." *I love you Bear Grylls. Thanks for the survival tips. If you ever come across this, my phone number is KL5-9835, area code: 417. Give me a call. Thanks BearBear.

Nauseous seems like a fucking understatement at the moment. Ha.

Anyway, my birthday's nearing! 3 more days & I'll be legal for everything.. Unless I'm in America, as 21 is the legal age. Ho dumbai.

Which brings me to the next topic, my Aunty invited me to join her to travel to America & I'm seriously considering it. I need to breakaway from crappy Sydney & it's crappy people. If I do happen to go & happen to like it, I'll apply for a citizenship & if I score, I'm hoping to move there & it'll be permanent. Yeah, I might be thinking too far ahead but I can't help but be a little excited. I've been waiting for a chance to go to America to pursue what I dream to be my lifestyle & now I've been given the chance.. Though I'm stuck with a dilemma. Should I stay or go?

My super-cool Mum is here. My sometimes-lovely boyfriend's here. My rarely-awesome best friend is here. I don't think I'm ready to leave everything yet, but what's life if you don't take chances right?

Understand why I'd love to travel to New York City & fulfil my fucking dream of having a "Sex & The City" lifestyle. High hopes & wishful thinking I know but I can dream, motherfuckers.

I mean, compare this..

to this..




Eeew Sydney. What a sad comparison ):

NYC shits on you Opera House & Harbour Bridge. Useless landmarks. Eat that yaaaaaaaaa munt.

*Okay, I'm sorry Sydney but admit it.. You're pretty damn ugly compared to NYC.

..Thoughts please ):

Love, WeiWei.

either put it back together or let it stay smashed forever ..

Clara is the fucking best! I will admit for the first & only time. Let me explain:

She bought me a present. I'm note quite sure of what it is but knowing her it's going to be something really fucking dumb, or something that's the biggest smart-arse remark wrapped in gift wrap. Whatever it is, like the fucking girl I am, I started to tear up. Who would've ever thought in their wildest imaginations that Clara, of all people has the ability to make me cry..

I'll admit it's a sweet gesture but you'd never expect Clara to be the person to pursue it.

AAAAAH, I LOVE YOU CLAREBEAR!



LOVE YOU FOR LIFE!

*She's the one on the right (: She looks fucking psychotic doesn't she?! That's what makes us bffls. BARBIE BITCHESSSS!
*& for you freaky stalkers out there, I'm not in that picture. But if you're interested in Clara, her address is 5/10 .. HAHHAA JOKING.

loving you Russel Brand!

COUNTDOWN: 5

How exciting!

My new love Russel Brand, a british comedian is the most hilarious fucking cunt I've ever watched. Godddd, I love you.

you deserve it

Countdown: 9

Craving my Vogues!

it's just infatuation

COUNTDOWN: 10

I'm happier than your Mum on steroids.

While I'm on my happiness roll, I'm going to aim high bitches! I am so determined to get this shit fixed. First goal: Quitting.

I'm seriously going to quit smoking this time. I've already made a promise to someone extremely important to me & it's criminal to break promises to someone special. So to the motherfucking tobacco manufacturers, eat my shit. I won't be purchasing anymore Winfield Blues, Dunhills or Vogues.

*If I do happen to fail, buy me a really strong drink as punishment. I hateeee alcohol (;

It's a revolution!

HERE'S TO ME & MY NEW-FOUND HAPPINESS. (:

Lovelove, Wei. Forever. Bitches.

when I talk, he wants to listen ..

Future Love Of My Life: If I ever meet you, I'll give you the world.

A segment dedicated to my extremely aged friend Mason.

SHIT YOU'RE UGLY.

You're so ugly your parents considered naming you "Shit happens".
ROFL Okay thankyou, thankyou!

JOKINGGGG. FUCKKK RELAXXXX.

You're so fat you ate the internet.
LMAO!

you're the one to bring my body comfort

I've made sure every single blog entry dedicated for you has been erased so I won't have to be reminded of my dumb feelings. That's a total of 9 out of 10.

So goodbye to the wishful thoughts, to the false hopes & to the sleepless nights.

On a lighter note.. I smashed my keyboard & threw my phone across the room out of frustration. My face is swollen from the blows to the face. My knuckles are sore from punching the wall.

I will be honest & I don't care who reads this shit this time. I'm not holding back.

Earlier this evening, after my psychotic episode; I looked for my scissors I used to fucking own. I won't deny it. I wanted to slit my wrist & bleed out. I know what you'd all say: "Think about the other kids out there. They're worse off." Yeah? Well fuck you. I'm not in their position & I wouldn't know what "worse" feels like. This is what I'm going through, & this is the "worst" for me & I can't fucking hack it. I don't have the strength or the fucking will power to fucking go through this right now so fuck you for making me feel like I'm selfish for not being able to fucking cope.

Lucky for my left hand, I failed in the attempted search for the scissors.

I hate my Dad. The pressure, the expectations.. I'm quite close to losing my god damn mind. He makes me go fucking psycho. My room has been torn apart. I'm not joking when I say I go fucking psycho.

He's the reason why I ran away. I couldn't stand to look at his damn face, nor put up with the abuse I'd constantly endure day after day. He's also the reason I've attempted suicide so many times because of the abuse. The scars on the wrist. The overdose on Codral Cold & Flu Tablets & NoDoz.

Well.. It's all coming back & I don't want to deal with it anymore.. I regret not cutting deep enough to bleed out. I regret not taking enough tablets to choke on. I regret not being able to take the chance to end my fucking pointless life.

& to all those fuckers who haven't noticed: I might act happy & hyper & all that other fucking gay shit but fuck the lot of yous for not realizing that something's been wrong this entire time. Fuck yous for not taking the fucking time to ask if anything's been up knowing my fucking past you dipshits. Fuck you to the close friends who think they know everything about me when you don't even know half of what's been going on.

I hate the tenacious feelings of hopelessness. Whenever I try to turn to someone to talk about this shit I just get fucked over. To all those who say they care, you're all motherfucking liars. I've tried my best to reach out & get this shit off my chest but all I ever get is a fucking blank look & a pat on the back & a few kind words. Fuck you, I haven't even finished yet. Dickheads.

To you motherfucker, who wants to call me an attention seeker or a fucking emo: Go fuck your Dad's asshole & come 'round & eat my asshole 'cos I don't give a fucking shit. Dickhead.

to Clara ; best friends for life like barbie bitches !

To my midget, self-declared genius friend, Clara:

You must be the most understanding person I know. No matter what wrong shit I've done you've always been there to listen & you've understood my situation. Though there must be at least a gazillion of you out there, I'm quite glad you're my best friend.

Through the hazy years, we've had our good share of uncontrollable laughs & regrettable tears & those forgettable times.. Which explains why it's forgettable?? Shit, I state the obvious. Anyhow.. Bronson's not the only person I'd sacrifice shit for. I know I piss you off with the smoking & the drinking & the drugs. The only reason why I don't feel as pressured to quit with you is most probably because you understand why I do those things. You know what's been going on.

Haha. Which is the exact reason why I love you like crazy.. Unlike Annie, who's on a completely different level. You know what I mean? Like "In love", even though she completely denies it.. But the rest of the world knows what's going on. You may be oblivious to it but you'll realize it soon enough (:

You are my absolute best friend. LMAO HAHAHAS. THE TRUTH HURTS. DO YOU SEE THAT ANNIE?!?!?!?! YEAH. JUST ADMIT IT. IT'LL HURT BUT HAY, IT'S WORTH EVERY BIT OF IT. WE ALREADY KNOW.

I love you too Annie. Don't kill me. :S

baby we're stuck with each other

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE SEXIEST MOTHERFUCKER ON THIS EARTH, JANNA.

I LOVED KARAOKE EVEN THOUGH I DON'T EVEN REMEMBER MUCH EXCEPT WINSTON HITTING MY HEAD WITH THE DAMN REMOTE & I HIT HIM BACK WITH THE TAMBOURINES. HAHAHAHAHAS.

BY THE WAY, I LOVE YOU MORE THAN ANYTHING.