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Confessions of a 20-year-old exjournalist who talks too much, laughs too loudly and is eccentric too much for her own good.She is currently reading Law at the University of Warwick, but still spends all her time spilling too many secrets on her blog.

Whether they are true, exaggerated or fictitious, its up to you to decide. It could ALL be a pack of lies. Or not. The real girl (and secrets) shall remain elusive. Whatever it is, don't forget to bring along your pinch of salt.

Samanthaeng.blogspot was set up on 31st December 2007 in an attempt to move away from the air-headed musings of the writer's earlier journal. It started out as pretty pink journal like this one- which the writer quickly got bored of- went on to become a dull grey journal, and is now back to looking girlishly pink.

As you can see, the writer is highly fickle, volatile and undecisive. Which makes a lot of sense, since the original purpose of this journal (to spread the writer's ingenious musings to the world at large) has been squashed and replaced by a day-by-day account of a struggling student trying to become the next Legally Blonde 3.

Whoever said self-centeredness wasn't a sexy trait?

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July 3, 2009 9:15 AM

and boys will be boys.

stuck at home. because lunch with the chinablacks and dinner with kelvin (low) and marcus have both been cancelled. oh well. i should get used to boredom. its going to be a long three months.

on a more positive note though, i finally satisfied my japanese food craving at Sushi Tei yesterday. ooooh i almost forgot how nice jap food is. had loads of wasabi. i love, love, love, loveeee wasabi. haha as my travel mates will tell you, i'm weird. i like all the exiciting sauces (mustard, vinegar, chilli, wasabi). we all need a little spice in our lives!

and timbre with my two ~~favourite~~ weird boys was not bad. all that crazy song dedication, endless poking and nipple pulling (the two boys, not me). boys will be boys. they never grow up. haaa.

#1: Comospolitan, because I was too shy to ask for a Screaming Orgasm. Well, I'm sure the waiter knew what I was about to ask. I was practising the order when he popped out of no where. Embarassing, much?

#2: Winnie the pooh! :D

#3: Jaffie the er... nineteen year old! Boy in brown, poker-boy ;)

#4: Me and Jaf! Jaf says, the macro-function is on so the shot is blurry and unfocused :(

#5: hahaha epic photo of the night. jafnie being bullied and having chilli pepper (i forgot what it's called jaf, tell me again!) all over his pizza... and on the table.

#6: Boys will be boys.

#7: Everyone! Jaf, you should have worn black too then the three of us would have been in black and denim. Then we also couldn't have sabotaged you with the boy-in-brown threat :D

If you're bored and need some stupid stories to spice up your life, ask me to recite to you the song dedications we wrote, they were a complete hoot :D

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Confessions of a 20-year-old exjournalist who talks too much, laughs too loudly and is eccentric too much for her own good.She is currently reading Law at the University of Warwick, but still spends all her time spilling too many secrets on her blog. Whether they are true, exaggerated or fictitious, its up to you to decide. It could ALL be a pack of lies. Or not. The real girl (and secrets) shall remain elusive. Whatever it is, don't forget to bring along your pinch of salt. Samanthaeng.blogspot was set up on 31st December 2007 in an attempt to move away from the air-headed musings of the writer's earlier journal. It started out as pretty pink journal like this one- which the writer quickly got bored of- went on to become a dull grey journal, and is now back to looking girlishly pink. As you can see, the writer is highly fickle, volatile and undecisive. Which makes a lot of sense, since the original purpose of this journal (to spread the writer's ingenious musings to the world at large) has been squashed and replaced by a day-by-day account of a struggling student trying to become the next Legally Blonde 3. Whoever said self-centeredness wasn't a sexy trait? December 2007 January 2008 February 2008 March 2008 April 2008 May 2008 June 2008 July 2008 August 2008 September 2008 October 2008 November 2008 December 2008 January 2009 February 2009 March 2009 April 2009 May 2009 June 2009 July 2009 August 2009 September 2009 October 2009 November 2009 Subscribe to Posts [Atom]	July 3, 2009 9:15 AM and boys will be boys. stuck at home. because lunch with the chinablacks and dinner with kelvin (low) and marcus have both been cancelled. oh well. i should get used to boredom. its going to be a long three months. on a more positive note though, i finally satisfied my japanese food craving at Sushi Tei yesterday. ooooh i almost forgot how nice jap food is. had loads of wasabi. i love, love, love, loveeee wasabi. haha as my travel mates will tell you, i'm weird. i like all the exiciting sauces (mustard, vinegar, chilli, wasabi). we all need a little spice in our lives! and timbre with my two ~~favourite~~ weird boys was not bad. all that crazy song dedication, endless poking and nipple pulling (the two boys, not me). boys will be boys. they never grow up. haaa. #1: Comospolitan, because I was too shy to ask for a Screaming Orgasm. Well, I'm sure the waiter knew what I was about to ask. I was practising the order when he popped out of no where. Embarassing, much? #2: Winnie the pooh! :D #3: Jaffie the er... nineteen year old! Boy in brown, poker-boy ;) #4: Me and Jaf! Jaf says, the macro-function is on so the shot is blurry and unfocused :( #5: hahaha epic photo of the night. jafnie being bullied and having chilli pepper (i forgot what it's called jaf, tell me again!) all over his pizza... and on the table. #6: Boys will be boys. #7: Everyone! Jaf, you should have worn black too then the three of us would have been in black and denim. Then we also couldn't have sabotaged you with the boy-in-brown threat :D If you're bored and need some stupid stories to spice up your life, ask me to recite to you the song dedications we wrote, they were a complete hoot :D Labels: daily doings, outing, photos