7) that parapara guy in a billabong t-shirt WHOM CRYSTAL SAW AS WELL. a little background information: crys and i both saw this guy dancing b/c we were watching the same movie [spongebob squarepants (:] at the same place [cine] at the same theatre [i think] but at different timings [mine was before hers]. he was FANTASTIC at parapara okay. everyone was watching him (: his cuteness was probably an added bonus. oh and apparently gladys's sister saw him too LOL. 8) rjc guy at the ri choir concert who was playing the piano as i remember, he was so cute when he sat down to play a duet with this other rj girl, i heard the seniors beside me sigh. i am absolutely positively serious. he is that cute. and he can play the piano as well. 9) the guy at the pacific plaza quiksilver i didn't even notice he was there until i was casually commenting to my cousin that the two pencilboxes looked so pretty and i'd buy both of them [one is/was my current brown and white+red one, and the other is white and blue+green], and he turned around, nudged his friend and gave me that wtf?!! look. i naturally gave him the wtfiyp?!! look (: 10) this one is an absolute classic: anthony okay this one isn't a stranger as well but hey. how can i resist my first boyfriend. who happens to be younger than me by 4 or 5 years. love transcends all boundaries (:
it's 29th November 2005! 2006's going to come real soon and i'm officially not looking forward to it. i want to remain 1314whatever forever (: well anyway. i've decided to do a commemoration of all that's nice, sweet, hot [ahem], naughty, outrageous etc.
disclaimer:
1) if you can't take girlybimbotic stuff, leave. don't scroll down and don't read okay (: have a nice day!
2) if you're easily offended by bitchy rants, leave. don't scroll down and don't read okay (: have a nice day!
3) for those who are still reading this, LISTS LISTS LISTS. they aren't in any particular order so yeah (:
top ten cutest strangers
1) jonathan tan
OKAY. i KNOW he isn't a stranger and all BUT WAIT. this person is the most perfect guy in the WORLD. okay maybe with the exception of his elder brother but-YEAH. i'm so freaking jealous of his girlfriend who may possibly be my cousin-in-law since she's lasted FOUR freaking months. they normally last for two months before they go into the bin.
2) eugene
not really a stranger but not really a friend so it doesn't count haha. to yingjie: PRETTY BOY. to crys: he's STILL the prettiest guy i ever saw (:
--------OKAY I CONFESS. I COULDN'T REMEMBER ANY OTHER CUTE STRANGERS SO I WENT BACK TO LOOK AT MY OLD BLOG. the underlined parts are extracts.---------
3) the guy who i threatened to spill chocolate on
the guy who can actually sleep at ora in the gallery. i swear we spent the best part of 15 minutes up there begging asking him to buy the chocolate from us. i mean he could have just bought it RIGHT. and even if the chocolate really dripped onto his shirt, he already told me he had a spare one so no harm done (: "and crys was so cool. she went to sit on the chair blocking the entrance so he couldn't escape but in the end we found out it was because she was tired "
4) the guy who was selling jelly
the first person i decided to try out my middle-finger metal bookmark on. i mean, i was tired, lethargic and sick of telling people that i have no money left and i can't buy whatever they're selling, so what did you expect me to do? (: "the guy's reaction was damn slow please. he stared and suddenly went WAH LAO EH. and i was like laughing my ass off. so he went what's your name? are you sec 4? OH I LOOK SEC 4 *GASPS*" and yes michelle and crystal i really appreciated that my friends would even toy with the idea of selling my number and address. THANKYOU.
5) the acsi guitar guy =O
syf guitar. everyone was bored. "during the announcement of the results. announcer goes: anglo chinese school independent blahblah. vanessa: aiyah definitely get gold with honours can. acs boy: stares. announcer: GOLD *VERY LONG PAUSE* vanessa: oops. *looks away*"
6) the prefect guy with his mother
nothing much to comment. just that he's that kind of guy whom parents and teachers absolutely love. OH SIDETRACK: yingjie says that sagittarians are the most "havoc and playful" people. i DISAGREE. i'm the absolute model of good behaviour and i listen to my parents/elders. when i'm in a good mood, that is.
the devil wears Prada
9:38 PM
I never win first place
I don't support the team
I can't take direction
And my socks are never clean
Teachers dated me
My parents hated me
I was always in a fight
Cause I can't do nothing right
Everyday I find a war against the mirror
Can't take the person staring back at me
I'm a hazard to myself
Don't let me get me
I'm my own worst enemy
It's bad when you annoy yourself
So irritating
Don't want to be my friend no more
I wanna be somebody else
I wanna be somebody else(yeah)
LA told me
You'll be a pop star
All you have to change
Is everything you are
Tired of being compared
To damn Britney Spears
She's so pretty
That just ain't me
So doctor, doctor won't you please prescribe me something?
A day in the life of someone else
Cause I'm a hazard to myself
Don't let me get me (No)
I'm my own worst enemy
It's bad when you annoy yourself
So irritating (No)
Don't want to be my friend no more
I wanna be somebody else
Don't let me get me (Don't let me)
I'm my own worst enemy (Oh)
Its bad when you annoy yourself
So irritating
Don't wanna be my friend no more
I wanna be somebody else
So doctor, doctor won't you please prescribe me something?
A day in the life of someone else
i wanna be smarter
i wanna be skinnier
i wanna be more athletic
i wanna be prettier
i wanna be richer
=/
the devil wears Prada
10:28 PM
HELLO (:
"give me a term to describe my life"
wanyi --> says:
colourful.
there's not a single minute tt i didnt love u.. says:
classy
\\peiyi efficiency or effectiveness roflmfao said:
pampered
brianANDVANESSA. said:
daddy's girl la please =0
michelle. said:
the way you like it(:
crystal [sorry your nick can't be copied and pasted -.-]:
eventful
wait. i never knew my life was red orange yellow green blue purple brown. SO COLOURFUL <3 AND AND THIS IS THE BEST OF ALL:
-TyiNgS-- [CHRISified][JESSEfied] ` sky high is cute. ` icons - 267; banners - 18; skins - 3 said:
meaningful?
MY LIFE IS MEANINGFUL YOU PEOPLE OUT THERE (:
the devil wears Prada
10:37 PM
OKAY. some nice person TAGGED me. so even though i'm totally tired now, i'll be NICE and do this thing. "rules of the game: post 5 weird and random facts about yourself, then at the end list the names of 5 ppl who are next in line to do this. you gotta post a note on their BLOG."
1. "you are called vanessa! that's damn random" -THATNICEPERSON -.-
2. "wears nice stuff, cool phone, hard to get" -alice
3. "uve got de reeli dao look n attitude" -audrey
4. "you dont bring nail varnish around. ITS STILL THERE, BTW. so you purposely never bring there one right" -THATNICEPERSON. it's nail polish REMOVER
5. i used to learn BALLET UNTIL GRADE 5. -.-
1. yingjie
2. crystal
3. alice
4. audrey
5. yanhan
the devil wears Prada
8:53 PM
i am back from aloha changi! (:
hahaha. the first thing we did when we stepped into the chalet [aside from dumping our bags], was to turn on the television to watch.....A BOLLYWOOD SHOW. it was freaking lame. about this girl and a guy and the guy says that if the girl does not sleep before midnight, it means she loves him. so she does the smart thing: TAKE SLEEPING PILLS! but in the end she has this dream that the guy is tickling her with a peacock feather so she keeps waking up. in the end, THEY START DANCING! hahaha typical bollywood dramas i suppose. i was obsessing over when the tree would appear and they would dance around it and play some sort of mini hide-and-seek with it, together with tons of other people who are apparently camping around that area or something cause they all start dancing! (:
started the barbecue after that. yes thank you everett peiyi nicholas [did i miss anyone out?] with helping to light the thing and get the fire going hahahahahaha. even though the chicken wings were all inedible in the end because they were all charred (: there were lots of stray cats around and chenhoon tried feeding it a potato wedge but i wanted to give it a chicken wing and THEY REFUSED. and later? i saw it gnawing on one of the chicken wings they dropped on the floor accidentally-on-purpose? lol.
dinner consisted of mainly the pizza before we went back into the games room to play poker (: played bridge, daidee, hearts, blackjack. no one was DARING(: enough to play with money [5 cents per card!] so we used cards as tokens hahaha. CUT THE CAKE! hahahaha. sang the nanhua school song [chinese cause the english version is screwed], the guys recited the pledge in malay and tamil before the birthday song lol.
and AFTER THAT, WATER FIGHT! girls vs guys [or actually alice, michelle, shimin, me vs peiyi and everett] i had the foresight to tell everyone to wear the orientation tee which was BLACK so we won't really affected. but SOME GUY kept aiming for my fbts thank you very much -.- and 5 of us got totally drenched. walked around after that to dry off before the present opening ceremony! (: yay i like my presents! THANK YOU PEOPLE.
most people went home after that and we went upstairs to play MORE cards, taking turns to bathe upstairs cause the toilet downstairs is seriously gross. played hearts until louis got 100 points (: with me passing and peiyi and japheth FAILING. and yes japheth i'll remember you for all THOSE HEARTS YOU GAVE ME =X played bridge and asshole daidee later. louis is the best king man. i gave him a two of hearts and he gave me a TWO OF CLUBS. that is the biggest card a person playing asshole probably gets lol.
meanwhile, some serious gay action was going on between the guys. with suggestive poses and all hahahaha. and the neighbour next door [daniel] complained we were too noisy and they wanted to sleep -.- played cards until 3-4 am where we decided to sleep cause we wanted to go to changi beach to watch sunrise! (: i slept for like 7 minutes yes cause louis kept making weird animal noises, japheth and louis kept engaging in weird gay activities and THEY KEPT SNATCHING THE BLANKET =/ afterwards japheth left to clean up the chalet and reheat pizza for us, yes thank you very much you nice person. and we left for the beeeach (:
kinda cloudy so the sunrise wasn't exactly that spectacular but i guess the beach's kinda nice at night/wee hours of the morning. got sticks and wrote messages on the beach and the guys decided to play uh softball/baseball with the stick and random stones they found. soaking your feet in the sea is VERY NICE hahahahahaha. but my feet and slippers got dirtied by the sand and all =/ decided to walk back afterward and clever them decided to go to the chalet by the SHORTCUT! which is up this STEEP HILL. very clever people, very clever -.- i made it up there in one piece. luckily.
cleant up the place before playing some MORE bridge and hearts [i think?] before leaving the place ): it was actually quite a fun chalet i thought hahaha cause I LIKE PLAYING CARDS (: anyway. WE ALL GOT OUR FIRST SUBJECT COMBINATION. THREE CHEERS FOR US (:
the devil wears Prada
8:02 AM
THA GUEST BLOGGER IS HERE :))))
Well my job now is to make Vanessa feel as good about herself as possible and make YOU namely: The Angel and the Pig, feel as bad about yourselves as your imagination permits.
Before I continue, I'd like to quote from RP: God knows ugly people have feelings. That's exactly why God let my mom and dad meet, fall in love, and give birth to a child who when grown up, knows how to manipulate those feelings and make the person feel like shit. So there.
O well. Btw the ugly person I'm talking about is Ms Angel. I mean COME ON. Does she look ANYTHING like an angel? More like the angel of death. She's like.... gosh... can I don't say anymore. My stomach is turning. Images of people getting their guts ripped out seems to be better than her face. I'm so sorry. IF you are an angel Vanessa is a GODDESS. Hands down.
You suck. It's pretty damn obvious isn't it?
Stop crying. Stop flaming Vanessa.
Just say gd bye to mom and dad, and jump off that cliff.
And SURE. Make the world a better place. So people wont have to go for surgery to re-position their guts after seeing your face. I mean... your face is just plain REPULSIVE isn't it? Look in the mirror before u leave the hse and please put hundreds and thousands of people in risk of dying.
I was reading vanessa's post about u people. I found it very very very VERY amusing. Do u really want me to elaborate? I dun care. I will.
You called peiyi a rugger mugger? Like GOSH. I sure didn't know that. I didn't know muggers could pwn ri's ass in rugby. If fact. I didn't even think ri was even good enuf to play acsi in rugby. They most probably got kicked out b4 they could play acs. I mean I cant even remember when was the last time ri was in the rugby finals. The only times they were there was most probably when the ri ruggers were selling ice cold drinks to us as their part time job or something. Cuz I SWEAR ri has not been in the finals for a VERY VERY long time.
And come on lah. U have no right to insult an acs rugger. Acs rugby can PWN your gui-taaaarrr ASS. Like seriously. U can go around swinging your guitar about and one rugger can tackle u n take u down SO HARD. U would forget your name and would soon be running to your mama. Seriously.
YES! And btw. I noticed I'm NUMBER THREE in that chart. I am SO HONOURED. Yes I am. And YES I did tell her to dump him. He's some overbearing bastard. I promised van I wont say it anymore but pls. DEAR GOT MISS ME NOTX. Sorry. It was wayyyy funnier when she was the one who said it to me. HAHA. I like the notx. Nice touch to total maluation.
Vanessa must have been WHOOPING with joy when she saw that. I was. It sure was some broadway entertainment for that night. She also touched on some of the more ridiculous things he did. I shall not elaborate. I shall save u the laughter and save u the risk of a seizure. I nearly got one. I'm a nice guy. Really.
And I noticed the angel, which I aptly renamed to ogre, challenged peiyi to bball. Like come on lah. Didn't u notice anything? Kranji like NEVER won anything. They didn't even get 4th for goodness sakes. They didn't even qualify I bet. And she still dares to challenge peiyi to bball. She most probably sucks so much she would lose anyway even if she plays bball and she would get owned.
Watching 'The biggest loser' on channel 5 now. Pictures of ogre n pig comes into my mind somehow. I shall not elaborate about why this strange phenomenon occurs. I hope your puny brains can process this info.
Come on lah. In wad way are we below ri? Ri r full of nerds who try to pose. Acsi boys r born perfect posers. Like u guys can nvr beat us? I visualize u in your super high cut shorts. And it's pretty gross. Your definition of low socks in knee height and your shorts are above your chest. Like wow. U look SO COOL. I know u do. U know u do. U know u r wrong. And I am a lousy liar.
Please don't insult Peiyi. He's got more than u can ever hope to have. He's smarter than some ogres around. Not talking about Fiona ho. Even though she sure looks better than HANNAH. The so called ANGEL. Come on. Pigs don't tell the truth. Babe does. You don't.
And softball can pwn u too.
Yes yes. U r most probably going soft balls now. But think it over pls. we softballers can smash your balls to bits. We can disintegrate them. By the time we are done with you, lets see how soft your balls would be after my bat meets your balls.
I wonder if it's humanely possible for testes to merge while in the scrotum due to extreme force from both sides. Let us use jon as a very very very applicable guinea pig now shall we? He's too useless for this world. He's better off as a lab rat.
So... van. Trust me. I dun flame on tagboards. I find that very unprofessional and lame. I prefer long drawn out paragraphs on how stupid people are.
Ciao
THA nick with THA stuff
the devil wears Prada
1:41 PM
just something to help you pass the LAST DAY OF THE WEEK! (: after that unsightly and highly unclassy scenario, i feel that i haven't really properly thanked all those who helped me with it, verbally or non-verbally. so here goes:
1) to tan ying jie: for being there for me on that day and comforting/ advising me and stuff. i really really love you and you rock my world (:
2) to alice, jj, crystal: for listening to me rant on about him and advising me as well (:
3) to NICHOLAS LIM WENYANG: thanks for bugging me to dump him. NICE ONE!
4) to zerome? [haha]: for listening to me bitch about him (:
5) to michelle? thanks for really offering all that advice and willingness to listen to me even though you had your own stuff to settle to. really appreciate it!
5) to YU PEI-YI: YES. hahaha thanks for that msn conversation. was just reading it and thought. i never did really thank you for that right? so yes THANK YOU VERY VERY MUCH (:
and just like all things. i like a good bitchfest the most. so how about one RIGHT NOW to entertain you all. and to help sort out certain things and defend certain people [although they DONT really need it, as i can tell hahaha]
DISCLAIMER: this is my blog and my own personal space to rant my own thoughts so if you don't like it or don't like bitchy stuff, you can leave okay? (: if you have anything against the stuff below, you don't have to flame saying i'm a bitch or anything. cause i KNOW [and it isn't like it's such a bad thing either]. just email me regarding your conflicting views. but if not, you're WELCOME to stay by all means. enjoy!
basically a certain friend of mine of confronted him. invited her. who then invited some of her other well... fellow people. and they proceeded to have a very disgusting [not in that sense] conversation. the following will be some quotes from the conversation which i happened to obtain. there you go!
red = my friend
purple [GAY COLOUR] = him
green [CAUSE YOU'RE JEALOUS] = her
blue= other people
"ham arhh"
"wanna defend ur ma zi arhh"
"yew dun like my problem arhh."
"get outa here arhh"
"i can sae i dun like yew so can yew buzz off.?"
please. firstly what's with all the 'arhh'-s. i fully sympathize with your plight of having Tourette's Syndrome so you HAVE to repeat 'arhh' at the end of every sentence. vocal tics, no? LOOK. there's even a category for the kind of vocal tics you have! hmm. it's a toss-up between palilalia (the urge to repeat one's own previously spoken words) and coprolalia (the spontaneous utterance of socially objectionable words, such as obscenities and racial or ethnic slurs). wow. i'm really really sorry =/
secondly, "get outa here arhh" and "i can sae i dun like yew so can yew buzz off.?" fyi, if you really "dun like" my friend THAT much, why bother inviting him into the conversation in the first place? from what i see, you technically invited him to the conversation. you're just wasting his time and everybody's else time. it's just like asking your enemy into your house and when he steps in, you tell him that you don't like -oops sorry!- DUN LIKE him and to "buzz off". it's redundant dear.
"dun forget im from RI"
"so fucking get lost"
"ur UNDER me"
"since when was R ahead of A in the alphabet?"
"RUSSIAN ALPHABET?"
this was directed to my friend who's from acsi. just wanted to say this: EXCUSE ME? so what if RI is under ACSI? RGS is ON TOP of RI for goodness sake. and i'm sure there are decent people in RI but seriously. my friend sure had one nice comeback! hahaha.
"u wan gang fight anot ?" [boy]
"we'll just settle it in a game of rugby sevens"
"baskteball lahh."
"rugby is MUGGER game"
"sry twits dun play rugby"
"SISSY PLAY RUGBY!" [girl]
ahem. when was rugby a "mugger" and "sissy" game? maybe you "twits dun play rugby" because you SUCK at rugby? hmm let's see. ACSI has won the B and C division for rugby since 1997 to 2003 and lost in 2004 and 2005 to ST ANDREWS. not RI or some twitty school. this just shows the prowess of ACSI's rugby. maybe "mugger" is a term for you to use on any of the wide plethora of sports that you suck at? (: just a suggestion. and before you guys get the idea that you're SO good at sports, think again. ACSI and RGS are the top schools for sports for the year of 2005 and for many other years in succession as well. this plain shows how good "muggers" are at sports huh. i'm not trying to show off or anything but please. if you suck at it, ADMIT IT.
"NA ONLII" [girl]
i need to explain this one. they asked my friend what stream he was and he said he was Normal Academic to jack them. and the above mentioned was the response. honey, if you think NA deserves that kind of brushing off [the "ONLII" part] and you yourself are from express, i believe, don't you think us SPECIAL stream people can also go "EXPRESS ONLY-my bad- ONLII"? if you accuse of us of looking down on you people because of the different academic streams we're in, look at yourself and your response towards the stream "lower" than you, that of the Normal Academic. okay?
"EU CONFIRM GO TO ITE" [girl]
excuse me? are you talking about yourself? how can my friend, with his 77 average and 8 out of 11 A1s, who is holding a prefect position, get into ITE? YOU may want to go ITE but unfortunately, my friend is already in the IB programme so i guess his future is MUCH brighter than yours (: sorry.
"euu r childiish" [girl]
sigh. yeAhh wE aL iisHh cHiLdiisH dErh wOrhxx. please. look at your typing first? that's almost the equivalent of baby language. and how childish can my friend be, when he didn't even start insulting you guys until you started it. look at some of your retorts:
"if u say i scolded ur sch first, i can say u irritated me first"
"u and girl fight . no use . fight mi 1 on 1 la ? want !? [boy]"
"copyyy."
what mature retorts huh. and to the girl, don't you even feel put down by the guy who said "u and girl fight. no use." where's your sense of self-respect. feminism, hello? but whatever. and the "copyyy" is THE BOMB. i remember clearly using that phrase TONS OF TIMES. in primary 1 and 2.
and the end of the whole thing is even better but i shan't copy it out for you guys. all of them get confused over what is happening and my friend quits the conversation because of technical problems hahahaha. what a melodrama conversation that was (: anyway hope you enjoyed that bitch fest!
the devil wears Prada
11:25 AM
The Right Word- Kathi Appelt
Becca Scott sits on the toilet in the last stall of the girls' bathroom, the pounding rhythm of the drums from the Stardust Dance down the hall driving right up through her body, matching her quick heartbeat. Her wet blue mascara and aqua eye shadow run down the side of her face.
She closes her eyes and imagines all her friends, dancing beneath the sparkly lights from the mirror-ball. It feels like they're on another planet, the Dogwood Junior High planet. And here she is in her own orbit, a thousand miles down the hall from all those dancers. People she knew just a few hours ago. She holds out her shaking hand and looks at it. Would they know me now? she wonders.
She looks at the smudged walls that surround her, close her in like a turtle in a cardboard box. A school year's worth of graffiti jumps out at her: Lacey + John 4-ever. Dogwood is #1. Turn Your Heart To Jesus. Algebra Sucks.
The words pulse in front of her, in time to the driving drums: Tommy gives great kisses. Monica is a slut. Go Lumberjacks. Carly loves Javier. The tears stream down as she whispers each message. Then she comes to Ty Charbonneau is sooooo GOOD, and the walls begin to spin.
She reaches out and presses both hands against them. Stop! She almost cries out loud. That word: GOOD. It's such a small word. She's known how to spell it since the first grade. She steadies herself and digs into her purse for a pen. She needs a marker, like the aqua-coloured one she bought at Wal-Mart last week. Is it still there? No. Only her metal-fingernail file.
She pulls it out and looks at it, the rough sides, the bright point, the tortoise-shell handle. She scrapes the file against the wall. Nothing. She presses a little harder. A slight scratch. She grips the metal blade between her first finger and thumb and pushes it into the beige enamel paint. A flake peels up, leaving a shiny, jagged line on the wall. A small smile crosses her face.
This was Friday, wasn't it? Every Friday since first grade, there was a spelling test. Each Monday the list, each Friday the test. Tonight is the last Friday of the eighth grade. The Friday of the Stardust Dance. The Friday she'd been waiting for.
Tonight, she gets to make the list.
GOOD
Mamaw and Paps were good, there was no doubt about that. They could always make her laugh. "The world's glum enough without us addin' to it," Mamaw always said anytime Becca felt blue. "Yep," Paps would always add. "No sense in wearing out your muscles with a frown when a smile feels better to your face."
They weren't at all like their daughter, her mother, who'd left Becca at the age of four, along with a trail of bad debts and an outstanding arrest warrant, left her on Mamaw and Paps's front porch - all for some guy who drove a motorcycle and rode her off down the main street of Dogwood without a backward glance. Mamaw and Paps didn't make an issue of it. They just showed Becca right to her new bedroom, which used to be Mamaw's sewing room, and told her she was home.
Becca pauses and brushes the flakes of paint away, watches them drift to the floor and settle besides her foot, like tiny torn feathers from a colorless bird. She breathes in, exhales. The fingernail file feels warm in her palm. She grips it tightly and begins the next word.
FAIRYTALE
Is it one word or two? It doesn't matter. She was in the wrong one, anyway. In the right one, she would meet Ty and slip away with him, only for a few hours, slip out the bathroom window, just like a princess would slip out of a tower. In the right one, he'd carry her away to some enchanted place, maybe a jeweled castle, or a secret cove, or even a cozy gingerbread cottage in the forest - some wonderful place where they'd dance, the music swirling all around them, her new dress sparking in the glimmery light.
The plan was all so perfect. Becca remembered looking at the cafeteria clock and willing the hands to move faster. To hurry until the appointed hour. Her heart had pounded. At last the time came and she'd quietly slipped off to the bathroom. No one would ever know except her best friend Lindy, and Becca knew she'd never tell.
She'd lifted the window and there he was. Pacing. He took her hand in his and briefly kissed her. In the fairytale, she would have ridden with him in a carriage but instead she rode on the seat beside him in his red Ford. No matter. She felt beautiful as they drove through the night.
PRICE
What she paid for a kiss. In the fairytale, she was supposed to get the Prince. But the small n was missing. How did it get away? What happened to happily ever after?
BEAUTY
Tyson D. Charbonneau. Hair the colour of sand, eyes so brown they're nearly black. Almost as tall as Paps, over six feet, even though he's only eighteen. Star running back on the Dogwood High School varsity football team. Leading scorer on the basketball team.
Everyone in Dogwood thinks he's the cat's meow, as Mamaw would say. Seems like his name is in the Dogwood Carrier at least once a week. Becca thinks the whole county is in love with Ty Charbonneau. She should know. Yes, she should.
SMITTEN
Rhymes with kitten. What Mamaw would call her if she knew. Ever since she'd met Ty last month on her way home from school to buy some almond M&Ms and a Dr Pepper, Becca's been charmed. When Ty was offered a big football scholarship from Texas A&M University, she cut his picture out of the paper and pasted it into her scrapbook. She said his name to herself over and over, like a charm. But her feelings for Ty were bigger than smitten. Bigger than any single word could describe. Bigger than complete senteces, even.
Before tonight, all she could talk about was Ty. She knew Lindy was sick of it. Ty this and Ty that, and "Isn't Ty cool?" and "Ty is so awesome." But she couldn't talk to Mamaw and Paps about him. With Ty being four years older than her, they'd never approve. Never.
It was Ty who'd told her that her eyes were aqua.
AQUA
Her Keds tennis shoes, her crop-top T-shirt that she'd found at the Saint Thomas Aquinas Thrift Store, the polish on her fingernails, the shimmery dress and strappy sandals she wore to the dance. Ever since that day when he told her, "Your eyes are aqua." everything had been aqua. She ewven wrote their names on her binder in aqua ink with her new marker. Ty + Becca. And she drew and aqua heart around them.
They won't print the names in the Dogwood Carrier, but everyone will know. They won't say she was wearing this new aqua dress. She's still wearing it, torn, in the bathroom stall - and she's shivering, even though the air is warm and the fingernail file in her hand burns the skin on her fingers.
BEAST
Who was the beast? Ever since she was small, she'd heard Paps tell the story about the panther, the one who roamed the farthest side of the piney woods, lurking, waiting. "His coat's the colour of sand," he said, "and his eyes are so brown, they're nearly black. The thing about his eyes is that they'll draw you in if you're not careful. That's how powerful he is. He doesn't have to creep up on his prey. He waits for them to come to him."
BONE OF TRUTH
What Mamaw says there isn't any of when it comes to the panther. "That's just an old wives' tale," she says. She pushes back a strand of gray hair, tucks it behind her ear. Does the bone crack if the truth is too heavy?
FAULT
Hers, for not listening to Lindy, who begged her not to go. Hers, for wearing aqua. Hers, for letting Bay out of the gate when she was eight - Paps's favourite redbone hound, silky ears and soft brown eyes. Paps always told her, "That panther's always prowling and if there's a child out late alone, in the forest, he'll take it as his own and never bring it back." He pauses. "He'll do the same with the hounds. But some do come back. Like Bay."
PIECES
When Bay came back, he was torn up, front leg dragging on the groud, useless, a huge flap of skin on his shoulder peeled back. It was the only time she'd ever seen Papas cry. If she could, she'd put all the pieces back in Bay's shoulder. She'd lock the gate.
And if she could, she'd go back and stay at the Stardust Dance. She'd dance through the night, beneath the cardboard moons and cutout stars. She'd hold her back and laugh with Lindy and her other friends. She'd move to the beat of those drums.
DON'T
Don't let your children out at night. Keep them safe from the terrible panther. Tuck them in and say your prayers. Don't let them slip out the bathroom window at the Stardust Dance.
PROOF
"Don't you love me, Becca?" he had asked. They'd pulled off the main highway onto a dirt logging road. When they finally stopped, Ty turned off the engine and walked around to her side. As he opened the door, the light from the cab illuminated his eyes. She looked directly into them and felt her breath catch. Such eyes.
Did she love him? Of course she loved him. His sandy-coloured hair, those dark brown eyes. The way he smelled, like soap and cigarettes and something else she couldn't name. Something like the resin from the pine trees, like the pitch beneath the loose bark, something thick and dark. She felt wrapped in the smell of him. Did she love him?
"Prove it," he said. Then he lunged. And there it was - the bruise on her shoulder, the cut on her cheek, her shimmery hose all torn and ragged. Just like Bay's shoulder. Proof.
ALL RIGHT
It wasn't. Paps knew. Mamaw was wrong. The Beast was out there. Terrible. Waiting.
STOP
She wants to. Her fingers ache from the carving. But she's not quite donw. She remembered yelling at the top of her lungs and her voice had come right back to her, bounced off the cold stars and witnessing trees. But the stars, the trees, Ty - none of them heard her. And he didn't stop.
Now she sucks in her breath. Flakes of paint drift to the tile floor. She thinks she can hear them when they land. The drummer down the hall picks up the pace, the rhythm gaines speed. Faster, faster. The list is almost done. Almost. First letter - R. Second letter - A. Third letter - P. Fourth letter - E. The right word.
THE END
Suddenly, the drummer stops. The band must be taking a break. In a moment, she knows, the door to the bathroom will open and other girls will walk in, full of talk and laughter. They'll check their lipstick, comb their hair and adjust their strapless bras. Lindy will probably come in to see if she's returned. Becca takes off her aqua sandals so Lindy won't know it's her if she looks beneath the door of the stall. She slips her fingernail file back into her purse. The other girls will knock, wanting in, but she'll stay there until the dance is over and she can run to the parking lot. Run to Mamaw and Paps. Run, run as fast as she can.
But first she rubs her fingers across the letters. Then she slumps forward in the tiny stall and rests her head against the cold metal door. Beside her the fresh words flow in the dim fluorescent light, like the cold stars.
She checks the list again - each word, each letter. It's an easy list. She's good at spelling. She could win any spelling bee. She could be the queen. The Queen Bee. The Stardust Queen Bee. Then she'd snap her wings and make it all go away.
the devil wears Prada
9:02 AM
missed me? LOL (:
anyway it's that time of the monthyear already! my sweet 14th hahaha. and as the customary thing to do would definitely be to draw up my wishlist! yay! note the increased number of exclaimation marks lol.
for the rich(er):
1) black and pink adidas bag
2) white and pink adidas shoes
3) black and pink guess watch
4) adidas/roxy jacket
for the average:
5) roxy/billabong pencil case
6) roxy/billabong wallet
7) adidas/billabong water bottle
8) white b*dazzle diamond studs
9) file and notebook
10) L'Oreal Waterproof Double Extend Mascara
11) L'Oreal True Match Natural Beige W4 Foundation
12) L'Oreal Steel Colour Heavy Duty Nail Colour
13) coconut/cocoa body butter [The Body Shop]
14) pink shades
for the cheapskate:
15) black hair band, hair tye and hair clips
take your pick (:
the devil wears Prada
11:41 AM
playing with poker cards.
improved GPA.
vanessa: 1
school: 1
the devil wears Prada
12:32 PM
"who's that guy in the white polo-OH LUKE!"
"i dare you to tell the security guard downstairs that you're gay"
"where are the cups?"
"louis says he wasn't informed...."
"eat the FISHBALLS"
top 5 quotes from 6G`03 class reunion. you know i love you guys (:
the devil wears Prada
12:27 PM
truancy
you're either with it. or not. (:
vanessa: 0
school: 1
the devil wears Prada
1:09 AM
meeting.
Can't ignore anymore
Struck in love hardcore
I've been winking at a guitar warrior
Oh yeah
Skye Sweetnam - Sugar Guitar
flirting.
I guess you didn't know it
I'm a guitar player too
And if you care to take a dare
I'll make a bet with you.
Toy Dolls - The Devil Went Down to Georgia [Scunthorpe]
in love.
C'mon baby we ain't gonna live forever
Let me show you all the things that we could do
You know you wanna be together
And I wanna spend the night with you
The Veronicas - 4ever
suspicion
Hoping for the best just hoping nothing happens
A thousand clever lines unread on clever napkins
I will never ask if you don't ever tell me
I know you well enough to know you never loved me
Taking Back Sunday - Cute Without The 'E' [Cut From The Team]
betrayal
You're down for selling me out
While i play dumb
It's cool cause i let you
Thought i'd never catch you
You say, "we're only friends"
Yeah, real good friends, i bet, i bet.
Taking Back Sunday - The Ballad of Sal Villanueva
the devil wears Prada
12:41 PM
!&DOWN THE RUNWAY
vanessa
rgs
guitar
buckle
cheerleader
!&FASHION DESIRES
alice
amanda
amy
crystal
japheth
kristin
litying
louis
madhu
melissa
nick
qianwei
sherrie
sutha
shimin
vivian
xiner
xingyun
yanhan
yingjie
yiyue
!&NOSY PEOPLE
!&TAKE A MOMENT
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