ah wellus. i'm still pretty new to the whole idea of blogging, as i'm not exactly able to access the net from home or anyth, so i can't like experiment or something for the time being. well. lately, many people have been asking me what i'd like for my birthday. how extremely strange. i don't normally get such nice requests. yeah since you all seem rather obliging and magnanimous, i guess i'd better utilise this opportunity before it passes me by.


Things / Non-Things Fengyi Would Like Very Much For Her Birthday.

1. darren hayes
2. jordan knight
3. mark wahlberg.
4. #ahem ahem#.
the abovementioned are all the non-things. i'm a long-term sort of person, NO one-night stands please.

5. urban xchange's debut release "how did we get here"
6. a hi-fi set
7. the very nice sleeveless shirt from 77th street.
8. a nice radio walkman thingamajig.
9. darren hayes' shoes! those he wore in the album cover/ shooting of insatiable
10. a leather converse basketball

am i being too demanding? oh wow. well that's all for now... as soon as i remember more stuff i'll put it on. how'd you like that. ;)


played basketball whole lots today. before school, during recess, and after school. we're complete bball fanatics.
our team kicks some ass ;) c'mon folks we better thrash weilin's team tomorrow! we rock! hahahaaa just providing a boost to morale. ah wellus. healthy obsession though. heh heh. world cup fever now. it's strange... there's what i call the coffeeshop scenario. The coffeeshop is the gathering place of ah peks, ah bengs, and the occasional white-collar worker. Eyes riveted towards the small television screen, with glazed looks in their eyes. And every so often, a collective sigh or yell will be emitted, coupled with hand-pumping actions. Really interesting. i don't particularly dig soccer... but i guess the world cup's pretty cool to watch. oh well. i'd rather NBA... thing is, i seem to be unable to tune in to any of the matches. sad. oh well.

okay i guess i'll be leaving nina's house soon with xy to head to parry pri school and shoot some hoops #what did i ever tell you about being obsessed#


mood : pooped. pretty tired.
song on my brain : "pop" by *N SYNC #hey they're not just any boyband! they're real musicians!#