scores.sketches.life

2007-05-09T22:31:00.000+08:00

not gonna wait for blogger to get better.
didn't make no wedding vows.

www.xanga.com/kantanfu

2007-05-08T20:18:00.000+08:00

LIBERTY SCREAMS :DDD

and there is something wrong with blogger, so i shan't type much.
FEELING VERY HIGH.

WHOOHOO! EXAMS ARE OVEERRRR!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rts7bQCvWkc

i heart mushuuuu (:

2007-04-19T15:29:00.000+08:00

this hiatus has been interrupted. just for today.

hello you. congrats! you're a much better liar than i ever thought you were. tell me to my face please, i don't mind being insulted. its the falsity that gets me.
~~you say you saw my sister? delighted to hear. she hadn't finished her paper then.~~
-smiles at you-
maybe im just being an over paranoid little shyt.
an over paranoid, fake, insecure little shyt.
OMG macbeth again. nice to know i can relate to what im learning.

tag replies:
sarah: HAHA. how much you paid the photographer to take a picture of you?
john: awwws. i know my gorgeousness is very much missed! but, you're a giant cheeseball for saying that.

back on hiatus.

2007-04-15T16:31:00.000+08:00

i discovered a photosite for church photos!
and there're pictures for everything! except kuching >.<
i see dom, greg and mikel busy being famous :D
well actually there were more people, but they had closeups.

http://stmary.phanfare.com/2007

and with this, i leave you and go on my hiatus.
well, there're always archives if you like reading about my life that much.
which would kinda freak me if i found out.

right.
ON HIATUS.

2007-04-13T20:14:00.000+08:00

omg omg omg. scary shyt O.O
today's friday the 13th right, and i was doing that 6 things, 6 people. and guess what! i posted it at 6pm. i just realised. OMG OMG OMG. like that horror movie with all the sixes O:
THE OMEN.

-that was my first draft. now saturdayyy-

anyway. PICTURES! all from dan, but most of me and moley :/ should've asked for more actually. for ones that WEREN'T of my face. hmmm. people tend to do that- send me pictures of my face. i wonder why :D

IJ FIESTA:

haha, uber cute or what! teachers had grey shirts, students got white. and i was thinking that they didn't wash their shirts -.-" at first glance.

my tattooooooo (: refer to weirdness number one.
damn cool please! can't wait to go to church and subtly flash it hee hee.

didn't go to the haunted house :( queue was too long. but i saw people coming out with their hair standing! ever get the feeling you missed out on something really good? pfft.

shooting stall had a good game; dr F had 10 outta 10! he was crouching in front of the table and looking so pro. but watching him, i couldn't quite shake the feeling of watching a grizzly aim, shoot and fire. probably practised on wallabies O: haha, but omgosh! he looked so satisfied when he sauntered off because he won the ice-cream stick gun. he looked like a leetle boyyy (:

i had 3 outta 10 :/ but i maintain the curly-haired laoshi spoilt the gun.
nasty queue-cutting old lady.

ching was dunked many many :D she came over and HUGGED me when i was all nice and dry! i shrieked. then she and celine were PLOTTING to attack me from the sides!!! its okay to want nette all to yourselves yes. but nette needs to be shared and the love needs to be spread all round. i ran away first haha.

rest of the time.. there was food. and IJ superstar..
and there was this teeny little girl with a bombastic voice for the individuals' catergory. she sang aretha franklin's chain of fools. and THAT needs a big voice to carry it off. good for her!
beat, cher and trini. WELL DONE :D

aand gayle nerva came. s'pore idol was a popularity contest ultimately. because her rendition of corrine bailey rae's "put your records on" was gorgeousness. there couldn't have been another reason she didn't make it to top 3.

moley and i were camwhoring (as mentioned above) during the lucky draw. and she was wailing away "why didn't we play! i want my $50 zara voucher!" then the winner went up and moley went"hey! let's split the voucher!"

haha. we didn't even know the girl.

and that's pose number eight! haha, number two was UBER UBER cute. but dan deleted it.
-everyone throw her a dirty look- and i will post just ONE picture. because 1 to 10 (minus number two) of me, is too much. agree? yeah.

your coms will explode from my awesomeness.

ending on a perfectly random note, one of my daddy's beloved discus is gender-bendered.
it laid eggs O:
boy-boy is now ger-ger.

2007-04-13T18:00:00.000+08:00

IJ FIESTAAAA :D
but more on that later; when i get photos. was being a psuedo-kawaii with moley :D
dan will never ever throw her cam away, now with OUR holy and moley faces in it, its far far too precious. HEE HEE HEE. pssst, we have one to ten in her cam.
whoo hoo, she'll get a lovely surprise!

so while im waiting for dan to come online.

These are the rules:
Each player of this game starts out by giving 6 weird things about themselves.
People who get tagged need to write in a blog of their own 6 weird things as well as state the rules clearly. In the end, you need to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names. After you do that, leave them each a comment letting them know you tagged them and to read your blog!

1. i get at least one tattoo at every funfair i go to (:
2. i like to eat milo powder from the tin (but then again, so does the rest of the world. hmmm)
3. the arches of my feet cramp easily when they're wet. because they get cold! last year my feet cramped during the washing of the feet mass O: they were wet and cold.
4. i get annoyed, but hardly ever angry. takes a lot to make me angry. when i get angry i cry. mmm, so yes. no angry baby.
5. i fall asleep super easily. on the train, in the bus, and.. unfortunately, during chem 90% of the time. so says ching.
6. i like eccentric people. they're highly interesting (: but it kinda depends on their level of eccentricity. (is there such a word?)

umm, okay. 6 people. but i won't bother tagging. you come, you read, you can do.
1. llama
2. sarah
3. cheryl
4. laura
5. john
6. hmm, seems like everyone else has done it.

oh well. hello random stranger! you can do it, yes you can! (:
i am affirming people. would YOU like to be affirmed?

2007-04-12T20:18:00.000+08:00

We were playing in the sand
And you found a little band
You told me you fell in love with it
Hadn't gone as I planned

When you had to bid adieu
Said you'd never love anew
I wondered if I could hold it and fall in love with it too

i always thought he sang MAN, and i thought it was cute. but i always wondered why he wanted to fall in love with a little man. i mean, he's a man. now i know. its BAND. classic example of how people hear and don't listen.

half the time;
maybe we're hearing, but not listening.
maybe we're looking, but we're not seeing.
maybe we're talking, but not communicating.

makes you wonder about a world without technology. or human nature.
maybe we'd be running around catching spiders and playing with monkeys. totally in sync with mother nature.
and still not listening, seeing or communicating.

although if i'd been tipping an arrow with poison-dart frog poison and had a leetle mishap, i should very much wish someone understood me in the single second it took to kill me. then i'd die happy, i'd left my will. can you imagine if your good-for-nothing nephew got the blowpipe you wanted to leave to your niece? and she got your ceremonial thong? O: big boo boo there.

cheer up alright wohnny.

2007-04-09T21:14:00.000+08:00

for the past few days, i've been trying to go back to my childhood.

maybe some part of me never wants to grow up. maybe i never intend to. well, fully anyway.
but even as im trying to resist change, the world around me isn't.

yesterday, i happened to be at beauty world- y'know, the one along bukit timah. i used to take piano lessons at yamaha there. now its changed to some other music school. the old brown doors are still the same, the piano gallery is still there. the fire hose outside the school is still there.

but its different. somehow.
everything's so polished. and clean and so not the way i remembered it :(

so i decided to cheer myself up by buying a kinder surprise! egg. and they weren't selling it :(
felt so cheated. i want a tiny egg toy thing. i lost all mine when we moved in 98; nearly 10 years O:

i want to go back to my kindergarden. i want to see the old auntie who remembered my face when i hardly did hers. i want to see the basketball courts where we used to play 'what's the time mr wolf ' and kangaroo. i want to see the kids i grew up with. i want to sit on the side of the wall and put on my shoes. i want to watch the big gor-gors play basketball and wonder what it would be like to be a teenager. i want my timon and pumbaa linoleum floors. i want my cubby hole back :(

i want my childhood back. it ran away without telling me :(
we're playing hide and seek and it never told me when to stop counting.

2007-04-08T21:51:00.000+08:00

holy thursday;
went with sarah and jo for the vigil (: but we fell asleep :/
only for a short while though!
"our father...zzzz....glory..zz"

i swear, rosary at 4 in the morning is killer. KEELER.
llama and cherry pungseh-ed :( and llama's kicking herself.
because we made friends with MR llama! gorgeous and beautiful hoho. and he wanted to take over llama's place as sexy O:
ahh, the two of them are purrfect for each other :D

good friday and holy saturday;
was banned from using the net for entertainment. sacrifice, said the mother.
didn't go for the real stations because i went in the morning.

easter sunday!
was in charge of basketball stall under dom.
smota people are cheaterbugs. they only pay after they realise their kid can aim >.<
"wait wait! we dry run first"
oh this reminds me. i spent a good part of my morning squeezing balls. llama was utterly disgusted (:

and i went for mass and came out and EVERYTHING WAS GONE O:
so being the ever-adaptable. i went to disturb hotpants and justin.

"heat is a noun, hotness is an adjective!"
phrase of the day all.
and that was my holy weekend.
-pokes-
you may wake up now.

2007-04-04T16:46:00.000+08:00

~~possessive psycho thing that i am~~

today i crushed up all the frustrations i am not in control of.
which only served to make me realise how much control i have over who i decide to be.
and who i will eventually become. and which is kind of depressing, because if i were some random stranger, looking at me and deciding how to shape up my life, i wouldn't be cutting that not-me any slack. but here i am, making excuse after excuse.

why see the splinter in his eye, when you cannot see the plank in yours?
i had two wake-up calls (at least they were intended to be) today alone. one was screamed at me yesterday morning, and my fingers aren't faring very well :(

mr F said i shouldn't be waiting for a wake-up call. or some miracle food that was supposed to make me smarter. took umbrage at the fact he thought i was some chicken essence-toting nerd gulping it down by the barrel. what nerd, my feathers are ruffled >:(
(and i will stop with the allusions to poultry now.)

"... all it takes is hard work."
yeah, and a hell of a tight slap. time management.

later on during assembly, almost the same thing. am i supposed to be worried about where i'll be? 20 years down the road?
yes obviously.
am i worried?
no apparently.

" eh eh, is it raining is it raining?"
(LOUD THUNDER)
his friends looked at him and went
"yah, think so"

2007-04-02T17:34:00.000+08:00

me and the joy luck club.
we not feeling so good friends no more.
its been demoted to the bottom of my book pile.
after i finish the #^$%&*essay that is.

the stupidest question ever >:(

AHHHH. okay, let's think funny happy thoughts.
mm. mass yesterday- sarah's holy shoulder!
oh ahaha, and poor dorville's face :D
i got showers of blessing! and the two of them got uh. thunderstorms.

and BBQ at night.
hee hee, black tee, stripey polo, SQUASH people (:
and some random studygroup person (:
and i THOUGHT i saw mr llama O:
apparently he lives there.

and!
i got 'let there be love' atnightatnightinthemorning from some lovely person (:

yesterday was a preety good day.
today wasn't :/
pft's settled, but somehow now i feel like running.
running and running, so all the emo shyt can run away too.
exactly one month to MYEs.

"i felt tired and foolish, as if i had been running to escape someone chasing me, only to look behind and discover there was no one there."

JLC is emo shyt too O:

2007-03-31T08:33:00.000+08:00

i don't like substandard work.
i mean, who does?
but if this is a group project, the least you could do was to check that there were NO grammatical errors. too much to ask?
then you could at least have made sure
Every Sentence Started With A Freaking Capital Letter.
please! my 4 year old cousin can do that, you can't and you wanted to hand it in.
shoddy.

so im annoyed.
and i did some test. some of its pretty accurate O:
well, at this point in time anyway.

You are very orderly, methodical and self sufficient. You demand and need the respect, recognition and understanding of all those who enter into your sphere on influence.

maybe and YES.

You are egocentric, antagonistic and quick to take offence, although it must be said, you can control your pent-up up emotion and thus avoid open conflict.You are feeling trapped by the situation as it stands at this time and what is more, you feel powerless to remedy it.

maybe, yes, no. never powerless

You are stressful, angry and disgruntled. You feel that everything that you try to do to change the situation is thwarted and your hopes and aspirations all seem to be receding into the ever distant future. You have reached the state where you now doubt whether your dreams will ever be achieved and this is not only causing mental stress but heartache.
You are anxious about all the limitations to which you are subjected to at this time.

MAYBE, NO, YES AND NO

You need to get away from it all - you need to have time to think, to recuperate, to be able to make your own decisions.

hah, get away from it all. my toes, oh my ten laughing toes.
i'm beginning to sound like Macbeth.
WHICH HAPPENS TO BE THE SOLE REASON BEHIND THIS POST.
anxiety, mental stress, DISGRUNTLED.
BUT macbeth wasn't disgruntled.
then again, i didn't kill no good naive king.
or have i.

2007-03-30T15:52:00.000+08:00

because everyone's been emailing this around, i shall be a spoilsport. and blog it instead :D
oh, and this link is for all you home-run loving people out there. click HERE. i've always wanted to WHACK and watch the ball~~sss~~ flyyy.
-insert sweet smile here-

1.WHAT IS YOUR FULL NAME? -squints eyes suspiciously- why must you know.

2.WHAT COLOUR PANTS ARE YOU WEARING? grey, and they're shorts.

3. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW? Sewn, by The Feeling. oh okay, it just ended.

4. ARE YOUR LEGS CROSSED? nah

5. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE? hee hee, a spoonful of milo. hello, everyone has random weaknesses

6.IF YOU WERE A CRAYON WHAT COLOUR WOULD YOU BE? something with a whacky name, like OOH. razzmatazz :D there actually is such a colour. well. says crayola anyway. its purplish-maroonish-pink-thing.

7. HOW IS THE WEATHER RIGHT NOW? yay! just rained, now my toes are cold. >,<

8. LAST PERSON YOU TAlKED TO ON THE PHONE? umm, i think it was.. my brother. haha, he got worried cos he thought no one would pick him up from school. come to think of it, should have scared him and told him to come home by himself or something.

9. FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT THE OPPOSITE SEX? ooh-er. sorry, im hopelessly superficial here. posture, then face, then voice. but that's not the first thing is it (:

10. DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENT YOU THIS? uhh, quite a few sent me this. but alright, i likes them (:

11. HOW ARE YOU TODAY? omg! haha- "how's life?" confi camp people should get this. im fine, thanks for asking, mister random question. or are youuu.
-looks funny at gender-bendered question-

12. FAVOURITE DRINK? eh, i can tell you what i don't like- 100 plus.

13. FAVOURITE ALCOHOLIC DRINK? OOOH. sorraye, don't drink. im a semi-teetotaller. sparkling juice doesn't count right.

14. WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE SPORT? haha! lemme think. im obliged to say tennis, but sports isn't really my thing. maybe baseball :D

15. HAIR COLOUR? black, maybe purple or green in time to come. we'll see. but NEVER golden or bronze or some pseudo-angmoh colour.

16.EYE COLOUR? dark brown i think.

17. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS? nope, but i want to.

18. SIBLINGS? one monster, one pest, and one that i haven't managed to group

19.FAVOURITE MONTH? MAY! may you, may i, yes we MAY! haha

20.FAVOURITE FOOD? oooh, cheesecake. mmm mmm MMM

21. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED? uhh, the last movie i can remember was The Pacifier on disney. but i have a feeling it wasn't the last. oh well, vin diesel's muscles are pzzzt, hot.

22. FAVOURITE DAY OF THE YEAR? i don't have one actually. nope, not my birthday funnily enough. i live more for the occasions, and those aren't decided by dates, are they.

23. SATURDAY OR SUNDAY? sunday morning rain is pouring, but yes, sunday!

24. ARE YOU TOO SHY TO ASK SOMEONE OUT? not shy, i happen to be a bolt-headed traditionalist who'd prefer to be asked out. haaaah, so sue me.

25. DO YOU LIKE MARMITE? if its salty and black (which i suspect it is), then no.

26. SUMMER OR WINTER? summa summa baaabaye

27. HUGS OR KISSES? kisses

28. CHOCOLATE OR VANILLA? chock-a-lot <33

29. DO YOU WANT YOUR FRIENDS TO WRITE BACK? -

30. Who's most LIKELY TO RESPOND? -

31. WHO IS LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND? -

32. LIVING ARRANGEMENTS? um, at home with my mommy and daddy. cos im a lovely little girl :D

33. WHAT BOOKS ARE YOU READING? oh my, i just realised O.O the most recent books have been my textbooks. ahhh! my biggest fear: muggertoadish! -must resist urge to flip chem textbook open- my toes -.-

34. DID YOU WAKE UP BEFORE YOUR ALARM WENT OFF? ahahaha, i switched it off and slept for 45 mins more. i INTENDED to wake up early though.

ehh, there's no 35!

36. DO YOU MISS BIG BROTHER YET? nope

37. FAVOURITE SMELLS? haha, the first thing that came to mind was that manly-smelling soap. yes, that. and freshly cut grass, and ozone and the smell of some libraries, its a bookish smell (: at least i hope it comes from the books o_O"

38. WHAT INSPIRES YOU? anything can.

39. BUTTERED, PLAIN, OR SALTED POPCORN? salted and sweet mixed

40. FAVOURITE CRISPS? i'll eat chips, but i don't have a favourite. i prefer chockalot!

41. FAVOURITE CAR? ooh, golf GTI. gots power, until i find another car that i like better.

42. FAVOURITE FLOWER? snorts, a weed- dandelion. then roses, deep red roses.

43. How MANY KEYS ON YOUR KEY RING? uh, don't have one.

44. CAN YOU JUGGLE? can! just close your eyes. i'll tell you when im done (:

45. FAVOURITE DAY OF THE WEEK? i think its friday. y'know TGIF.

46. RED OR WHITE WINE? neither

47. WHAT DID YOU DO FOR YOUR LAST BIRTHDAY? hah, i can't actually remember. i guess i woke up and wished me happy birthday.

48. DO YOU OWN A DONOR CARD? nope, but i WILL! once i become legal.

49. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU THINK OF WHEN YOU WAKE UP IN THE MORNING? depends on the day. 5 days a week, its "DAAAAMIT, why so early." not the world's best morning person. once my teeth are brushed im fine.

50. WHAT ARE YOU DOING ONCE YOU HAVE FINISHED THIS? parent-teacher meet tonight O:

2007-03-29T23:30:00.000+08:00

maybe it never was anyone.
maybe it was just me.
that i've changed. from who i was when we first became friends.

haven't you changed as well?
change is the only constant, after all. can i use communication as an excuse.
we got so used to talking, we forgot to communicate.

im beginning to feel not so kindly towards change.

2007-03-29T17:39:00.000+08:00

do you ever have those moments?
when you're looking at a page of words... spacing out.
suddenly, you look at the page again and realise nothing makes sense. the letters don't form words. just, gibberish.
then you think
"what the hell's uruguay and what'm i doing here."
and cary on with whatever you were doing.

not making much sense am i.
i don't know.
been feeling antagonistic towards someone lately. like the page of words.
one day i looked at said person and didn't understand what i was doing hanging with.
it don't make sense, there hasn't been a specific reason for my annoyance.
and it is not pms.

thing is, i am not thinking about some south american country and moving on.
im wondering why we became friends in the first place. you can tell, if you watch me.
im not the tightest-shut book in the world.

been making excuses for my aloofness.
haven't said anything. we'll see how it goes.

2007-03-26T22:50:00.000+08:00

TAG REPLIES:

SARAH CHEONG! what nonsense.
hello all, im here to attempt and salvage the remnants of my dignity.
there was NO hanky panky going on during confi camp. at all.

dan, you and keith- shakes head.

sarah cheong! you hello kitty you (hahaha, whose girlfriend is she anyway?) fr JP learnt new stuff, maybe you too -ooh er- but not little ol innocent me.

john, hello. still me y'know. you kaypoh with a capital K.

and cheryl! THANK YOU, the only sane person here. haha, you egopok. but yes, wouldn't have been as enjoyable without you or llama, or (groan) as much as i hate to admit it, sarah.

2007-03-26T15:37:00.000+08:00

CONFI CAMP PICS!
they went crazy in our speeshal room.
PILLOWFIGHT! i just stood there and laughed and laughed.
and took incriminating evidence -conniving grin-

LLAMA KILLED SARAH OMG!
there's sarah dead on the floor..

bet sarah's secretly a zombie.
she got up and ran away in her stripey socks O:
llama still in shock on the floor.
cheryl's hand and knee have cameos.

cheryl was bouncing OR llama has parkinson's.
which is why we all see eight eyes instead of her normal four eyes ::::)
interactive picture- try and SPOT THE SARAH!

after everyone calmed down (:

now they're REALLY calmed down. half knocked out i bet.
whoops, what's cheryl doing up?

there was a LOT of arm wrestling going on. so we're all feeling super strong :D
especially sarah! but she looks constipated here. oh well, win some, lose some.

GRAVITY MADE US DIZZY.
i swear, look at this long enough and you'll go dizzy.
must be our awesome hotness, sexiness, gorgeousness and.. ANAKNESS!

we're trying to touch our noses with our tongues. look at sarah O:
HEE HEE. i have a loooong tongue. just that its shy (:

the idea was "look ma! no shorts!" i kinda spoilt it >,<

our POSTER :D check out the old man's armpit hair and his funky boxers!
everyone was making loads of horny paedophilic comments >.<

should have been longer, camp..

2007-03-25T23:58:00.000+08:00

:DD

okay jo, confi camp was fun. especially with the company i had (:
llama, cheryl and sarah, hearts!! <33
pictures later, maybe vids. i need to go do weights, i was defending loser for arm-wrestling -.-
sarah cheong is the best example of "looks can be deceiving". 3 seconds! and then we actually had a WHOLE room to ourselves, until they chased us out because it was 50 bucks a night or something. oh well.

sat so much my ass hurts, and that's saying alot (considering the padding i have). but the sessions.. umm. enjoyed interaction more than the session itself. DO WE DOM? (: and project cheerio, proud moment there. and "RENOUNCE REVENGE, RETURN 'R'OVE!" :D and rere and biceps :O

I SLEPT IN 16 DEGREE CELSIUS AIRCON, in tee and fbts. I ROCK MAN.
actually i was dead freezing, and i tried to wake llama up at like 4 in the morning. but she was dead to the world :O actually she wasn't, but she went "grwahmumblemumbleyes.." so.. i left her alone and used my tiny puny towel for a blanket. character-building!

heard the guys had 4 aircons at the same temperature. haha, and half of them ended up on the bench outside. dorrrville? :D to be totally non-judgemental- threw us in freezers, that's what they did.

and OH! we had a guitar god in our midst and we never knew. omg, his fingers! i was AWESTRUCK. very impressive. he's my cousin's evil twin, honest. they wore the same che guvera shirt IN THE SAME COLOUR on the SAME DAY! hmm, or maybe he's the good one. whatev. i wanna be like that. -tips over with his sheer awesomeness-
inspiration.

pooh, its late and im falling asleep. confi camp, i enjoyed myself! was observed to be high, but oh well. maybe i was (:
FIRST TO THIRD BASE, HOME RUUUUN!!!!!!! hahaha, fr JP learnt new stuffs.

2007-03-23T16:00:00.000+08:00

e-learning is stupid. i can't study >:( fancy shmancy name for something that doesn't work.

bother.

oh well, i'll show you what we were up to on sports day! :DD

WARNING: the following pictures may be offensive.

hahaha. "OH JOHNNY MMMM..."

dan's arm, dan's beloved- johnny depp. now her arm's terribly beloved.

-snigger-

ooh, making keith jealous are we? ;)

celine was blasphemed.

"HOW COME SO UGLY!?"

eh, you pay peanuts, you get monkeys.

swoons, orlando bloom is hotness ((: drawings cannot do him justice.

dan's cam has lots of pictures like this. so this is a sample of their flabby arms (oh i am so gonna get slapped for this :O ) and the reason i didn't draw on me. two's NC16, three's M18 for horror.

the goldfish look is tres chic!

wonder why it didn't catch on. emo is so out you unfashionable beings.

history project at macs after that. then we, well dan actually, discovered our project handout was wrong :O so now im doing damage control. deng xiaoping and zhou enlai versus mao zedong. if you've done them for history, please. you could save me!

-gives a hopeful look to any potential saviors-

anyone at all..

OHOH. and we had a potter meets hermoine vid! the two harry potter fans -shakes head-

i do not encourage fangirling. only for exceptions like ORLANDO BLOOM! hahaha. okay. whatever. you feel like mindless entertainment, go here. uh, it may not be your cup of tea though.

confi camp over the weekend! fingers crossed its good. llama, you bringing your cam?

and one last note, i ain't no baby goat, llama :)

2007-03-21T16:34:00.000+08:00

i saw superman underwear today O.O
BRIGHT RED.
and i wasn't watching superman.
i was paying attention to a presentation on early european music.
hello, i was presented with more than i ever wanted to ~~see~~ know.

but they were really good. if you closed your eyes, it was as good as listening to a recording.
been listening to good music yes (: anyone go for the mosiac music festival?

-melts-
went for jazz night. and it was faaantastic. the jazz pianist was some guy called "MARIOKJHKJDGJFSDSLDJFSDH ON THE KEYBOARD LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!"
i swear. they repeated that 3 or 4 times. but he was awesome.

oh oh, then after the performance, i was leaning on that huge giant white dna-strand-shaped pillar people-watching. and very enjoyable people-watching it was ((: suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, i see red yellow red yellow. before i know it, this HUGE Buddhist monk comes and sits in front of me. and then i turn my head.

looked like the rest of the monastery decided to enjoy their night out with him. i have to admit, i was pretty tickled. like RED YELLOW RED YELLOW "SHINGGG" !! hee hee, shiny shinyy :D
wanted to take a picture. was greatly aggrieved when i realised the only camera i had was the one on my crummy phone :(

oh well.
if its raining, we skip the beach and go esplanade instead okay? next time next time (:
NEON HEART DAYGLO EYES.
bestest description for the view by the river ever.

2007-03-20T17:54:00.000+08:00

bika bika boo?
hoosha (:
if you know where that came from, good for you! if you don't, watch somemore cartoons. they're good for you.

we live in a weird world. a very VERY VERY UBER WEIRD one.

The Id, Ego, and Super-Ego are the divisions of the psyche according to psychoanalyst Sigmund Freud's "structural theory". In 1923, Freud introduced new terms to describe the division between the conscious and unconscious: 'id,' 'ego,' and 'super-ego.' He thought these terms offered a more compelling description of the dynamic relations between the conscious and the unconscious. The “id” (fully unconscious) contains the drives and those things repressed by consciousness; the “ego” (mostly conscious) deals with external reality; and the “super ego” (partly conscious) is the conscience or the internal moral judge.

so if im SUPER EGO, im a good girl aren't i . wrong! freud was sexist >,<

Freud's theory says that the super-ego is a symbolic internalization of the father figure and cultural regulations. The super-ego tends to stand in opposition to the desires of the id because of their conflicting objectives, and is aggressive towards the ego. The super-ego acts as the conscience, maintaining our sense of morality and the prohibition of taboos.

Its formation takes place during the dissolution of the Oedipus complex and is formed by an identification with and internalization of the father figure after the little boy cannot successfully hold the mother as a love-object out of fear of castration.

"The super-ego retains the character of the father, while the more powerful the Oedipus complex was and the more rapidly it succumbed to repression (under the influence of authority, religious teaching, schooling and reading), the stricter will be the domination of the super-ego over the ego later on — in the form of conscience or perhaps of an unconscious sense of guilt" (The Ego and the Id, 1923).

In Sigmund Freud's work Civilization and Its Discontents (1930) he also discusses the concept of a "cultural super-ego". The concept of super-ego and the Oedipus complex is subject to criticism for its sexism.

there! you see.

Women, who are considered to be already castrated, do not identify with the father, and therefore form a weak super-ego, apparently leaving them susceptible to immorality and sexual identity complications.

we live in a weird world. have i mentioned that?

and i can be on the last train home

2007-03-17T00:13:00.000+08:00

im trying to get on msn, and the lousy connection won't let me.
GRWAHHH.

aaand, the march hols are over :(
bummer. i didn't study, and like everyone else probably finished their 10 year series on tuesday.
little swots you >:(
i need motivation. with a capital M.

on a brighter note! i bet you all digs my new skin :DDD
you loves it, and you wanna haves it :DD
its super uber nice! and yeah, the font >.<
BUT problem has been fixed, i think.
we'll wait and see..

cos there's still tomorrow
forget the sorrow
and i can be on the last train hooome

i've got that song stuckk in my headdd.
and that funkaye part of little round mirrors-
A shooting star is
A little piece of
Cosmic debris

and the music's all dah dah dah DAAAH dah! dah dah dah DAAAH DAH!
(omg, this reminds me of llama's high-ness in kuching. the airdrums -.-")
heh heh, ignore me.
lack of sleep, refusal to listen to any proposal of sleep whatsoever due to sheer defiance, and normal randomness.

okay. WHAT IF: you had to write a newspaper report on a earthquake. would it be frivolous to say the earthquake destroyed the world-famous toothpick-model of the Eiffel Tower? or that because half the town was out partying because of Town Founder's Day, they managed to escape relatively unscathed?

quote a dazed partygoer in his early twenties
"and my mom said partying would be my downfall.."
unquote.

dah dah dah dah mega-DAH

maybe im not super after all. i need my sleep.
GORGEOUSNESS AWAITS.
ciao dah-lings <33

grah. how many monsters under my bed!?
hee hee. just one, i sleep on a double-decker.. (wait for it!)
scary mary sleeps below
-cheeky grin-

"hello. i don't feel as if i know you."

2007-03-09T14:41:00.000+08:00

HOMEWORK I HAVE FINISHED:
....
ss! the green book pages all through to 53 :D
then again, that was overdue. pfft. but i finished somethingg.
.. and..

OH DANG. i want to switch from blogger to something else. but i can't think of a nice url. bah humbug. limeygreenlimes ain't in. well it never was, but im tired of people reading it as slimey green lime >.<

that is all.

2007-03-08T16:53:00.000+08:00

no school tomorrowww (:
and i'll be studying. at least i hope i'll be.

and and. if you see me online, ask me if i've finished my homework.
as much as you'd like to talk to me :DD
-pushes fat ego off the swivel chair-
its for my own good. and yours as well, come to think of it.

gah. i HOPE i can study.
lazy lah :(
i remember a song from P1 (don't ask me why or how)

I AM A PROMISE
I AM A POSSIBILITY
I AM A PROMISE WITH A CAPITAL 'P'
I AM A GREAT BIG BUNDLE OF
POTENTIALITY

AND I AM LEARNING
TO HEAR GOD'S VOICE
AND I AM TRYING
TO MAKE THE RIGHT CHOICE

I'VE A PROMISE TO BE
ANYTHING GOD WANTS ME TO BE.

2007-03-07T01:07:00.000+08:00

i swear, disney's hercules is my new favourite movie :D

no, its not the beefcake demi-god that done it. i don't do the whole chiselled jaw, rippling pecs thing. its the storyline! now you see why you should always listen to old people? 1000 years down the road, your story'll make big bucks man.

the cutest song (:

i love the muses. and i should be sleeping now
bugger that.

slow dancing in a burning room

2007-03-02T19:39:00.000+08:00

i take it back.
jenny was a friend of mine is NICE.

yeah it is (:
oh well. chem pract is therapeutic. and the novelty of squeezing the burette end has worn off..pretty much. you should have heard the class the first time! what, never squeezed something small and wiggly before?

concentrating on how much to titrate takes your mind off things. only thing is. mole concept is a gross sick concept to do on a rainy friday afternoon. must be criminal to make us attempt calculating, when all you want to do is crawl into bed, pull the covers over and fall asleep to some slow guitar song.

and i must hereby declare pawra tan the sweetest thing ever <3
what with the remedy, and the cheer ups (: only nette the comforter has as much ring to it as nette the duvet does. and that. is UNGLAM seh. oh well >.<

i realised im saying "oh well" a lot.
OH LONG-HOLE-IN-THE-GROUND-THAT-HAS-WATER-WAY-DOWN.

You Are the Very Gay Winnie the Pooh!

Come on, he doesn't wear pants!

And he's a little too obsessed with Christopher Robin

What Gay Childhood Icon Are You?

now what's wrong with an obsession everynow and then? the little yellow dude has issues. leave him be.
but if you're feeling pooh-ish and you'd love to know more, HERE!

2007-03-01T17:54:00.000+08:00

try to control the wind. betcha can't.
God can.
try to control the tides. betcha can't.
God can.
try to control Life. betcha can't.
God can.

God controls the sea, the sky, the world. He controls me, you, and the other random little people. in turn, we control... nothing. fine by me actually. giant invisible strings that hang from the clouds and omniscient fingers moving me about. or little little peoples on thousand-fingered extremities. ~~finger puppets.~~ as long as i know im in good Big Hands.

so God controls everything.
we agree on that.
so how come i'm special.
how come i get permission to screw up? i didn't freaking ask.

it's friggin alright. if You controlled me.
my fingers wouldn't have frozen and stumbled. my voice wouldn't have cracked.
everything would have gone fantastically. it would have.

but it didn't. and i have no one but myself to blame actually.
and the main thing that's running through my head now?
for being stupid enough to think that i was gonna be alright.

for actually believing in myself in the first friggin place.

SHIT. I SWEAR IF ANYONE ASKS ME ANYTHING ABOUT TODAY, I WILL WALK AWAY. TURN AROUND AND WALK AWAY.

2007-02-26T18:28:00.000+08:00

self awareness camp was well, sort of a disappointment. i cried, but not during the session.
and mass was :( screwed. im sorry 4/4, it totally wasn't with it.

on the bright side( if it can be considered one), i had so much time to emo i would probably have imploded from all the moodiness if it was a day longer. so yes, not so emo now. i think i've figured out my priorities from that phonecall thanks(: and being online's not one of them O:

piano exam's on thursday, and im screwed.

and on a totally random note:
im smelling different everyday! we've got these Lux soap samples at home and each one is just enough for a shower.

sunday: i smelled like a guyyy. hoho, not the smellies that come up on the bus in hordes after basketball prac. the nice clean smelling kind :D and its NOT GUY-SOAP i swear. there's a picture of a chick with long black hair on the front. it just smells. well. guy. im still pretty tickled by that ;) omg, turned on by myself O: ooh er.

today: soap's blue instead of green, but it don't smell as guy. its an improvement.

dum dum. i'll update again when i've finished all the soaps. 2 down, 3 to go.

2007-02-22T18:31:00.000+08:00

self awareness camp tomorrow.

fingers crossed its a good one.
everyone reading this: please pray for us mass comm. we need PRAYERS. yes omg.

ooh i haven't packed. damn.
but i feel alot better after unloading all the emoness today.
thanks for listening <33

lousy crasher, you know you're highly amusing when you talk to yourself? :D
DOTA doesn't rock, it pebbles. IJ BOULDERS! so SJI can rock, cos well- boulders are bigger than rocks. hohoho.

random people. who the hell is pm by the way?

2007-02-20T16:47:00.000+08:00

i solved my sore throat all by myself :D
cos im smart :D
and i rock :D

and i think im suffering the side effects of multiple sugar rushes.
cos im yawning a lot. i have a feeling a tummy's gonna appear after cny. NOOOOO.
oh well, get over it.

im getting trashed at taiti and heart attack. HEART ATTACK yes you read right.
but im mahjong queeen.
i've found out alot about my cousins. oh yes.
one has a tummy that screams "TURBULENCE!" haha, okay okay. not in the windy sense. in the 'we have a lot under this shirt' sense. snorts, flabbyflabby HEEHEE.
and another one with a sixpack :O
ooohlalala.
and all the scandals, of which i am privy to due to my speshal status as most immature cousin over the age of 14. YES. HOHOHO. and oh oh. i have a sub-twin. a 22 year old one, who had the same goals i do, and the flippy glasses. we have practically the same degrees, only his is opposite of mine; left eye stronger than right. sounds familiaaar!

cny's been great. NOW on to self-awareness camp and ash wednesday and oh. daaang. i don't want to screw the mass up.

jenny was a friend of mine

2007-02-17T22:28:00.000+08:00

that's a song- by the killers.
and i don't like it hmm.

im sick dammeet. sore throat and blocked nose and the doctor's not open >:(
I WANT MY BAK KWAAAA :(
i want my chocolate coins :(
I WANT MY CORNETTOOO :(

but cny's finally here. and i have catching up to do with the ohana! yes ohana?
currently in love with oasis' let there be love. its old yes, but OH its darn nice.

Come on baby blue
Shake up your tired eyes
The world is waiting for you

oooh nice nice <33

2007-02-15T18:44:00.000+08:00

one day after valentine's.

truth be told, i was planning on going on and on about the commercialism of it all. i mean, the festive figure of the week is a fat kid with pointy hearts.
then after getting hugs and muchies,i got all fluffy inside.
so i shall save the rant for something else.

hmm, we're having lots of happy occasions aren't we.
now if only people meant it.
togetherness, happiness and all that ~~shit~~

Who kicked a hole in the sky so the heavens would cry over me?
Who stole the soul from the sun in a world come undone at the seams?

2007-02-12T18:00:00.000+08:00

you know i've finally lost it when i adopt a pencil for a pet.
and name it woody.

yes, im on an adopting spree now! the best part is, i have no emotional attachment whatsoever to a virtual pencil, so when i get tired, i'll remove the code! right now, yes, its kind of cool (:
i've always wanted a lime green pencil.
and this one came with a free eraser omg! two for the price of one..
how could i resist.

oh dear.
trouble looms ahead.
when i get a pair of scissors, that's a sign-
woodbridge. is a phonecall away.

2007-02-10T15:33:00.000+08:00

GAH. meet clifford all. scroll down scroll down.
i can't get him properly into the template.

CLAREEESSAA.
i think i'll need your help much please (:
im sorry!
i thought i had him fixed. poo, guess not.

BUT ISN'T CLIFFORD CUTE!
i need help with a math. its not really cooperating. seems to have a bias towards smart people.
OMG. i think i need help.
psychiatric in nature.

if they call in the brain surgeon, hey. im all for it man.
anyone read flowers for algernon? they made charlie smart! unfortunately, his IQ dropped back to 66 after 2 weeks. its a saaad book.

and algernon's a mouse. a super smart mouse who died because his brain couldn't take the increase in smarts. have i mentioned its a saaad book?

llama- they have pet llamas :D you want one?
get a yellow llama! haha, and call him lemon (:
LEMON THE LLAMA!!
no wait. lucy the llama. yes. lucy sounds like a fluffy name.

what's the noun for random?
randomness, randomality or just plain random.

2007-02-09T17:48:00.000+08:00

OMG OMG OMG.
this must be my favourite!
hahahaha.
its so lame! i love it :DD

2007-02-09T17:24:00.000+08:00

O level results came out today.
prayer really does work wonders.

i was looking for my mark. (they waste an awful amount of paper for such tiny font.)
and then i saw it.
and i screamed.
then laura came over and hugged me.
and i cried.
heh heh, sorry and thank you (:

i cried, and i don't know why.
dan was all "she's crying for the wrong reason!"
haha. thanks for your congratulations and thanks for being there you guys (:

next year we'll all cry together okay!
oh so weird that sounded.
<33

i really thought i'd fail oral because the teachers laughed at me.

2007-02-06T23:13:00.000+08:00

im stressed.
and i don't know why.

well maybe i do..
but im not sure.

every night i close my eyes, my brain does an automatic zoom in on some random image it created. like looking through a magnifying glass? in out in out. in the end, i fall asleep when my eyelids shut of their own accord.

and the falling dreams.
before i can fall, i sit up, conscious; heart doing some complicated rain-dance rhythm.
one night im gonna knock my head on the ceiling and lower my IQ by some scary 2-digit number. 2 DIGITS IS BIG NEWS ALREADY OKAY.

these are as close to nightmares as im going to get.
i hope.
why falling?

maybe im afraid of falling and falling.
and realising there's no one there to catch me.

2007-02-04T21:13:00.000+08:00

OMG.
does anyone remember this?!
i forgot all about the alligator king :S
but watching this brought back so many memories oh gosh.

i love sesame street, i think quite a few know..
but i haven't found anyone to yatter on with. everyone grew up so fast :(
its so funny! all those jokes i didn't get when i was younger, AHA. now i do.
i think there's another post long long ago about 6 feet under.
trawling through my archives is not an attractive past-time. SO i shan't refer you to it.

there're MORE ernie and bert episodes :D
but i'll save them for next time.
THEY'RE SO LAAAAME (:

CHAMPAGNE SUPERNOVA

2007-02-01T16:32:00.000+08:00

The night is full of holes
Those bullets rip the sky
Of ink with gold

from U2's vertigo (:

i bet everyone has like favourite lyrics or words from somewhere.
then again, i'd better stop betting.

stars. in kuching they were white.
and then there was one night the clouds all came out!
and there were so many i was looking for shapes between the clouds.

stars are powerful.
they make you feel small.
and the night there were stars, lots of people were emoing and crying.
but i haven't seen stars for a long time.

can we have a night where everyone switches off unneccessary lights please?
take 5 to look at the stars.
when was the last time you saw a full constellation?

Stars lookin at our planet watching entropy and pain
And maybe start to wonder how the chaos in our lives could pass as sane
I've been thinking bout the meaning of resistance, of a hope beyond my own
And suddenly the infinite and penitent begin to look like home

2007-02-01T00:39:00.000+08:00

pooh lah. so much for telling people to sleep early. after this, i shall have a 4 hour nap and wake up to finish the bloody maths assignment. STUPID DIFFERENTIATION AND SILLY GEORGE >:(

all you smart people don't talk to me about the D Topic. hops around. it ain't fun and it ain't easy. shall reply to tags here, cos im tired of spamming my tagboard.

cheryl: its okay! me , beautiful and sexy are part of your class too :D we'll do junior cats together next year, with the llama and name-stealer. hoho

lauraaa: im getting tired of oxymorons. now its puns (: cos "puns are phun"! and i shan't credit myself with that one. didn't think of it, nope. i will most CERTAINLY not name myself abel-shittim. that one's reserved already! haha, but you gotta admit- it'd be terribly funny :D

sarah: eeyer! of all the people to propose to me, this one comes along! haha, sarah ann-marie, i don't wanna marie you >.< marie-ing a marie is not marie-ish.

okay, the last tongue-twister thing was my brain screaming for rest. -mutters- not like it didn't get enough during lessontime.

last point-
if someone is always unpredictable, wouldn't that make him/her predictably unpredictable? so would he/she then be predictable?

AH SCREW PREDICTABILITY. IM OUTTT
i think im gonna name myself a french nut.
oui.

2007-01-30T18:07:00.000+08:00

my sister has upstaged me. once again.

what nonsense. she just looks cute because she's a mini-me. (read: she looks like me therefore she is cute.) plus, its perfectly fine to call your friends cute you knowww. like- you're cute! you're cute! oh you're cute too!
see, so normal :D

i was talking to my sister in the canteen, and then i turn around and find the whole table i was at staring at us. gawking actually. tsk tsk. then THEY realised i noticed, and everyone turned back. i know you know i know. -scary music!-

then the minute i sit down- "she's so cute! omg!" eh, people have feelings too you know. tell me im cute too lah! old insecurities.. dan says you can't tell your friends they're cute. AND I DEMAND TO KNOW WHY NOT.

omg thick skinned. ANYWAY. oh this post is so self- indulgent :D
but i need to decide on a confi name. real soon.

what about!
jeanette marie..

eloise?
its german and it means "a loud battle". sheeshkabab. why do people give their kids such pretty but scary names! i like this the best actually. but somebody says its gay. -.-

frances is out.
-scowls- marie france bodyline.

i wanted antoinette.
like MARIE ANTOINETTE?! so cool! they named champagne glasses after her boobs! (heh heh, little bit of trivia there) but it'd be an invasion of the Nettes. nette squared.

hmm..
amhuinn? haha- lives at the alder tree river. serious! that's what it means (gaelic)
alavda!- lark. (yes, im doing this for a Lark! haha) gaelic as well i think.

avelaine- means nut (: (in french.)
abel-shittim. hahaha, i'd like to see the archbishop's face when he reads this one out. its non-genderised by the way. PLEASE! if you pick this, tell me :DD dorville, are you reading this?

pfft. any suggestions? by saturday night please!
preferably starting with A or E.. an 'eh' sound.

*all names taken from here.

2007-01-28T18:32:00.000+08:00

OXYMORONIC SONG :D
i'm just an average ordinary everyday superhero, trying to save the world..
oh gosh, nette loves it. YES SHE DOES.

from disney's The Pacifier. starring Vin diesel, its a cute show! OH, talking about pacifiers. desiree thought of a really cool oxymoron- PACIFIC WAR. oh smart one, yeahh. and there's indefinitely forever.. come to think of it, 'definitely maybe'- oasis' album was it? sometime ago? that was what started the whole craze.

hmm. i think im gettin tired of oxymorons. but i did wonder how they came up with it. i used to imagine a guy in a hospital ward, with a tube coming out of his nose, and him half- delirious and saying stupid stuff. oxygenated moron?

ah, now i sound like a callous meanie.
ANYWAY.
oxymoron, noun use of neut. of oxymoros (adj.) "pointedly foolish," from oxys "sharp" (see acrid) + moros "stupid."
pretty cool huh (: if you have nothing better to do, check this out. online etymology dictionary. i tried my name, and DRATS. nothing, but i guess you could try yours.. though what comes out might not be uh -snigger- very flattering. interesting nonetheless.

2007-01-25T16:26:00.000+08:00

hoho, guess what song this is!
its the nokia ad song!
courtesy of Daft Punk. (the band) and the person.
what was it again, oh yes. the daft hypocritopunk :D
also known as john.

there's another ad, the one.. with nice music.. uh uh. uh. with the guy walking on the street at night, after the rain. its also a phone ad, sony erricson i think.. OH MY MEMORY FAILS ME.
if you can remember it, tell me please.

if you had a rough day, smile lah huh (:'

(heh heh. if you ask me, the squirrel looks lovestruck .
then again, you didn't ask.)

i was gonna announce something.
OH YES. do you know!
i realised i can do this O_o
what? no big deal you say? hoho.
i can do it without moving a single face muscle.

but after i've starting wearing glasses 24/7, my eyes are bigger :D
-fans self excitedly-
and they're equal-sized. they are i swear!
and okay that was random.

anyway. don't let today get you down alright! cheer up sexy! (:
stuff happens for a reason.

okay, i've hit my randomuota. (coughs- randomness quota)
haha, yay for the metric system.

2007-01-21T20:22:00.000+08:00

kuching photos are OUTTT.
they're up in church.
-grins gleefully-
and we all look damn hot and gorgeous :DD
cos i say so.

and there's a picture of sarah ann cheong carrying 7 bricks.. thing is, every other picture of guys carrying bricks shows them carrying like, 13 or more. heh heh, sarah's coolness rating suddenly plummeted. (omg, suan!) im kidding lah.

and there's an unglam shot of me
-makes a face-
doing that 'revelation' thing up in the mountains.
well... everyone's there! we're famous! :DD
xavier says the pictures should be up as soon as he has time to get a site or sth.
but i no know nuffink. so we wait. yes.

P1 cat class today (:
nigel's in my class (:
hee hee. he's so cute (:
and he makes me feel stupid S:

the first time i met him, i was desperately trying to switch the aircons on.
use your imaginations-
it's a sweltering day. there are 20-odd little boys in a tiny room with cranky two aircons. THE NOISE, OH THE NOISE. and me swearing to myself. the titch comes up and points it, and the green lights come on. inadequacy rears its head.

today, it was video time!
joseph and his dreamcoat. but it was the video cassette type. to be fair, i haven't touched one of those for eons okay. flipped it up down touch the ground backward forward touch your toes (sounds like an exercise vid) and it couldn't go in. i got stage fright from 25 pairs of tiny eyes. and the lovely little guy came up and pushed it in. just. like. that.

he must be some kind of whiz kid. please tell me he is.
if not im really really gonna feel stupid.

i swear, the church stuff doesn't like me.
the photocopier chose to go cranky on me today. plus the aircons and vcr.
i don't think i'll take the lift anytime soon.
you never know..

(twilight zone music fades in)

2007-01-19T21:24:00.000+08:00

im feeling better lah.
but the emo had to go somewhere.

2007-01-18T16:25:00.000+08:00

SHIT.
dammit.
im not happy.
i mean, i was.. pretty much the whole day.
i hate the green-eyed monster that bursts out at the worst of times.
i hate me letting the emerald-irised freak come out at all.

i hate jealousy, why should i envy others.
im doing great myself.
maybe not so great now..
but.
OH WHAT THE HECK.

emoing..
shit LAHHHHH.
:(((((((((((

i feel like being a meanie.
BUT NOBODY TO BE MEAN TO.
and i swear that's horrible.
shucking fit.

2007-01-16T17:57:00.000+08:00

i thought i fixed it. turns out i screwed it up far far worst.shit.
aiyamama.
training is tougher than expected.
and coach is MEAN. he's like two different people to two teams on the same day. i swear, that guy has issues. ~~even when he takes his medicine.~~ now i know why pawra whines like a grape everytime tuesday comes round :D and prays and prays that it rains. it drizzled, so someone up there loves her (sing-song voice)..well, two grapes don't make a bunch.. we make pseudo-cherries on a stalk! hahahaha.
okay, no funny.

or maybe im too used to slacking.. yeah, maybe that's it.
sec ones had tryouts today. heh heh. all the baby fat! ah mean mean, but its TROOOOO.
i fondly remember my tryouts.. the sky was overcast cos coach was there.. i was gripping my racquet super tightly.. he looked menacingly in my direction..

NO WAIT. that was every other session. anyway, they don't look like they'll make it to beginners. they're pretty good! from the glimpses i got. maybe advanced beginners.. OMG! OXYMORON!!! i just came up with a new one! yay- one more to add to the list :D

same difference..
pretty ugly..
advanced beginners..
AND MY FAVOURITE:
LIGHTWEIGHT SUMO!!!!!

any new ones, tell me. oxymorons make me happy ((:
and don't you dare say pretty jeanette.
-scowls-
its already been used.

2007-01-11T16:14:00.000+08:00

IM BACK.

im sorry, no inclination to blog. nothing's happening at school.
but i think we've got the best teachers this year (:
they tell the best stories.

and then there are the uh. freaky ones. MASS EMBARRASSMENT today! mwahaha. but not for me. you oh so lovely people with the hot pants :D
she's crazy that woman. 2 rounds the first lesson and 12 rounds the next!
i nearly died. ching was saying something bout lactic acid building up in her muscles.. haha.
you see what exhaustion can do to a person.

im tired.
im tired of the same routine.
class after class.

i haven't looked through my theory notes.
my arms hurt from 15 minutes of scales.
i have no idea where the bloody subdominant is.
i can't hear the lower tune.
i lose the beat with the same thing that's supposed to be keeping time for me.

i don't know whether im supposed to be dreading march, or anticipating the end of sundays at BTP. i don't know if the rest of sec 4 will go like the first 8 days of january. i don't know if i want to know.

has anyone read The Tenth Circle? (besides you, ching) by jodi piccoult.
she incorporates the divine comedy, by dante into it. so i got curious, and whoa. its some freaky shit. interesting, but scary.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Divine_Comedy#The_Circles_of_Hell

he basically tours hell with a pagan named Virgil. through hell, to purgatory and tada! heaven.
he passes through 9 circles of hell, the terraces of purgatory and the 9 spheres of paradiso. ooh- cue heavenly choir-.
its a work of fiction btw. cos if that were real, please no. i really really don't wanna die yet.

think i'll change this skin.
pseudo-emo ish is depressing.
eh. how ironic.

wha-ver, i wanner go wark in macdonners.

2006-12-31T21:15:00.000+08:00

don't write this song off yet.
mccartney actually did a pretty good job on this.
its from disney's Peter Pan II: return to neverland.

its my new favourite (:
a lot of songs i've been introducing huh? haha. i like em, and i just discovered the miracle called
"blog this track". heh heh. stop rolling your eyes you guys.

well, 2006 whizzed by.
i still remember the first day of school. and mrs mah standing in G407 talking to us.
i remember i thought dan was scary :D
now i know she's not. OR IS SHE.

i remmber adventure camp, the whole bus was crying after it. i hate it when people cry, cos its a leftover-baby-syndrome thing. i start tearing, and that is so not good for my image :P
and parish camp, new friends!

and omg. the freshest memory is definitely kuching.
i made friends there i bet im gonna be seeing for a LONG while.
yes sexy, beautiful, anak, macho brows?
but i don't think the kampung peeps want me back.
no worries, i don't think we'll be going back to the same village.
we might not be allowed back.

i guess i wanted to thank all you guys who made 2006 memorable.
but to prevent any heh, diplomatic errors. i think you know who you are (:

happy new year all.
cos there's always faith, trust and pixiedust.
if that don't ring a bell, why haven't you listened to the song?!

2006-12-30T15:46:00.000+08:00

gah.
i hate goodbyes.
you'll be reading this over there?
check your email please (:

the rest of you guys, knock yourself out with this .
its incredibly sappy and what i grew up on.
hooray!
i love this song (:

hoo boy.

2006-12-29T12:46:00.000+08:00

hmm..

i bet i freaked you guys out with the previous post right.
im sorry :(
i was bored, feeling random and drowning in self-pity.
but im okay now!
pity party over (:

do you know internet capacity (is that what its called?) in indonesia is below 17%??!
and all random peoples are called to sacrifice their internet usage for more important stuff.
like national issues and rescue operations and well. stuff.
yeah, i dig the number 17, but harsh.
others are having it worse. im cool.

oh. on the junior cats issue- i decided i won't be one.
i'll be doing P1s next year, so cute!
not that uh. you guys aren't.
-whispers-
different appeal (:
im sorry all you 2006 sec 2s AND jessicallama (sarah! that name's damn catchy) and sarah (are you one?) and all the other junior cats.

i know i said something different, but next year's O's man.
i might not be able to commit myself.
and you guys are gonna get confirmed. its IMPORTANT.
if i can't give it 100%, i'd be letting you guys down.
yupp. said my piece.
okay, maybe it was typed. but you get my drift.

on a brighter note, my fingers are behaving (:
and thanks for your haha. concern-
jessicallama (its addictive that name!)
sarahh (i think it was concern..)
macho eyebrows! (okay, that name's sticking with you. like it? HEEE. i do!)
:DD

im actually feeling gorgeous, but what the heck.
you like this version, then you should listen to michael buble's one.
different, but the same.
but i prefer this (:

and i have a newfound appreciation for snow patrol's make this go on forever.
i used to think it was draggy and blah.
but now.
i dunno, just clicks with me.
pseudo-emo right me.

im feeling good, and i want it to go on forever.
don't wanna listen to what sarah has to say..
psst. spot any song titles?

2006-12-28T18:44:00.000+08:00

my fingers are on strike.
they're not being very nice to me.

playing all the wrong notes.
pushing the wrong buttons.
feeling all funny..

no wait.
that one's my tummy.
it feels all wonked.

my brain's just thinking of feeling wonked and going on strike.
cos see, that's what its supposed to do.
think.

how queer.
can you actually think of feeling something?
aren't rational thought and feelings supposed to be two separate things?

right now.
they're kinda bunking together.
doin the sleepover thing.
with the marshmallows, and pillowfights. and gossiping.
what's a sleepover without gossiping.
hah.
i can just imagine Rational Thought in pink jammies with yellow bananas.
Feelings.. hmm
lime green nightgown with monkeys and..powder blue bunny slippers.

this is depressing.

i feel like having a banana.
i feel like rambling on some more.
i feel like talking to you.
i feel like a giant doofus for blogging this.

does doofus come in plural form?
cos Rational Thought and Feelings are doofi.
D-O-O-F-I (doo-fye)
i swear they are.

2006-12-28T18:26:00.000+08:00

its an oxymoronic song! average ordinary everyday superhero (:
from disney's The Pacifier. the one with vin diesel. i think he did a much better job in the macho man VS cute kids department, as compared to arnold swazzeneger (is that how you spell it) in the kindergarden cop.. that one was just plain stupid. -shakes head- YEEESH.

talking about pacifiers, this reminds me of desiree's contribution to The List: PACIFIC WAR!
and i thought of another one- indefinitely forever. 'definitely maybe' was one of oasis' CDs i think.. that's what started the whole oxymoronic craze.

anyway, i think im getting tired of oxymorons. but i do wonder how they came up with the word.. i can just imagine some crazy guy in a hospital ward, with a tube coming out of his nose, and him saying something really stupid. oxygenated moron.

okay, that was mean. anyway, went to check it out-
oxymoron:
noun use of neut. of oxymoros (adj.) "pointedly foolish," from oxys "sharp" (see acrid) + moros "stupid."
yes, no furthur explanation unfortunately.. but if you have nothing better to do, check this
out. its pretty interesting. etymology- study of the origins of words. my name isn't there (drat!) but sometimes you find your name has uh.. more than one MEANING. hah, shan't mention examples.

like i was saying, im getting tired of oxymorons. what do you call stuff like..
"whining like a grape" and 'blubbering like a whale"? a cross between a pun and simile- punile (pu-ni-ly)?

OH. what do you call a cross between a bulldog and a shih tzu?
haaah, its pronounced sheed zoo. which is damn lame please!
'scuse me. i'd like to buy a sheed zoo please. sheed zoos are incredibly charming, full of sheedzooish charm'

SHEESDZ (sheesh) :D
a slip of the tongue is inevitable. if you ask me, they shoulda left it at shizigou, the original chinese pronunciation.
(then again, you didn't ask)

2006-12-27T18:02:00.000+08:00

IM IN LOVE.
with this song :D

listen to it, honest. then i bet it'll get stuck in your head, and it'll drive you crazy.
and you'll have me to thank for it!
pleasure's all mine (:

its a sad song.. but it isn't emo.
its about this guyyy, who loves this girlll, but they never end up together.
and the lyrics- here, sing along!

You give your hand to me
Then you say hello
I can hardly speak
My heart is beating so
And anyone can tell
You think you know me well
But you don't know me

No, you don't know the one
Who dreams of you at night
And longs to kiss your lips
And longs to hold you tight
Oh I'm just a friend
That's all I've ever been
'Cause you don't know me

I never knew
The art of making love
Though my heart aches
With love for you
Afraid and shy
I've let my chance to go by
The chance that you might
Love me, too

You give your hand to me
And then you say good-bye
I watch you walk away
Beside the lucky guy
You'll never never know
The one who loves you so
Well, you don't know me

You give your hand to me, baby
Then you say good-bye
I watch you walk away
Beside the lucky guy
No, no, you'll never ever know
The one who loves you so
Well, you don't know me

mmm, im listening to it now as im blogging.
its sleepy, relaxing music...
and it finishes too fast, dang.

love it? i bet you do.
if you do, tell me! then we can hold hands and squeal gayly.
if you don't.. well. just don't tell me.

toodles.

2006-12-24T22:39:00.000+08:00

my first post using BLOGGER BETA.. or something like that. anyway, trivial.

christmas is coming in one hour and 20 minutes.
and i have a confession.

-whispers-
i opened half my presents already. tee hee.
-twiddles my toes and looks shy-

what the heck.

john posed this, and i felt i should ask you guys before i forget:
happily ever after VS no such thing.
is there really a 'happily ever after'?
my first response was nope.
humans are greedy by nature, even if we'd found what we were looking for, we'd probably want something more.
i suppose our happiness comes from searching for perfection.

(to add on)

OMG! 12.04am, christmas morning. and i've just gotten an epiphany (:

GOD IS PERFECTION. so when we find God, we have found perfection, and then, we find happiness and live happily ever after. so when we've found The One, and we get married, we live happily ever after, because the couple's love is centred around God!

so even if we're NOT talking about marriage, as long as we live our lives in the Lord, happily ever after ain't so hard to achieve.. is it? trust in the lord, for He is your shepherd. -"we walk by faith and not by sight"-

thank you Lord. i think i've finally understood what The Perfect Joy means. christmas came right on time!

All i need now is inspirational music-but somehow the only thing that comes to mind is mariah carey's All I Want for Christmas.

Make my wish come true, baby. all i want for christmas is YOU.

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE :D

2006-12-22T09:44:00.001+08:00

KUCHING WAS AWESOME.
I LOVE ALL YOU SEXY BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE.
I WANNA GO BAAAAACK.
where do i begin.

Mt singai:
spent 3 days 2 nights there. did Stations on our way up carrying a brick each, and i swear. no joke, some flights of steps are practically 90 degrees! looked daunting, but we made it (:
the air there was delicious, and the water-fresh from a stream i bet.
seriously! im so proud of me and all the other niang- niangs, 9 days i believe, of COLD COLD water. the second day there was the most productive. we stacked definitely over 300 bricks, and had reflection. for me, that was the pivotal point of this whole trip.

we were all supposed to find our special space in the longhouse and reflect (yeah, im shiny!( okay, never mind)). i picked the back door of my room, over-looking the bamboo forest behind the longhouse. totally peaceful and unfortunately totally public; i cried like a waterfall during reflection. everything poured out. but the experience was beautiful.

the view from the back my dorm! guess which bed's mine :D

Kampung Gayu:
MORE MORE MORE! I WANT MORE!
From mt singai, we moved down to the kampung and OMGOSH. the people there are one of a kind. they were really warm and nice. and did i mention the cats and dogs? (grins)
2 dogs , 1 kitten at my 'home' and that was like lame, compared to others.

[our 'brudder' house (haha, group 3 lah) had a gabazillion cats. and there was this giant orange tom who reminded me so much of garfield. cept it was a bit gay.. it had tendencies towards guys. heh heh. feline elton john!]
the kitten fell asleep on my lap okay! but it chose to fall asleep when we were leaving. lousy timing -.= i wanted to grab it and run away. i settled for pictures, but we couldn't bluetooth it!! dang.

caroling and walking in pitch darkness. for the first time in my life, i saw Orion, and not just his dang belt. i would have seen the Big Dipper too! if there weren't so many other stars ^-^V

christmas tree delivery is a euphemism for a hell lot of walking. that's all i have about it. the kampung is huge, and they had lots and lots of plantations. anytime, you could grab some random fruit off a branch and chomp it. (except for durians lah, those- fall at night. )
i loved the atmosphere there!

rambutans, real ones! on a tree! (cough) where we were

the last day rocked. the entire kampung came to see us off, and we had presents from our hosts! my group got woven baskets (: then the kampung youth did One Way, MORE MORE MORE, and the macarena ( i have to teach this one!!) and its was ka-razy. all the jumping and dancing ..but WOW. if our P&W were like that.. WOW.

St Lucas:
the stars here were the same as those in the kampung, but here. we had a huge space to lie down and emo. stargazing rocks. the thought of each of those twinkling dots being about 53765897230 million times larger than you is mindblowing.

and the jokes! i know sticky, leafy, corny jokes! and long stories! and ghost stories! and knock knock jokes! and lame jokes! okay, wait. i believe the last one covers all the above.

and there were the orang utans (which we didn't see) but we KNOW are there.. yay for conservation! and i got touched by a horny makcik, on my butt man. disgusting.
at the sarawak cultural village, it was super interesting. there were lots of guys in thongs :D
hahahahaha. and not in slippers. mind you. sarah and jessica kept giggling and giggling.
perverts! but dang, no pictures of them. sorry! i know you guys would have wanted to see..

this is SO MUCH FUN. if you can't see me, im the one nearest the floor.

its an authentic guitar, sarawak style
i had a fantastic time at kuching. and i wouldn't have without all my OHANA (:

group 12 (:
sexy and beautiful and anak (:
group 3 (our kampung brudders!) (:
and all the rest of the kuching people. (:

now i end this post with wise words from a sheep with a very low voice.

MEH MEH!

(snigger)

2006-11-10T16:05:00.000+08:00

WHEEE. im back :DD
kuching prep is turning out to be pretty fun! only im darn tired after it.
dang.

so far, we've done caroling and i've discovered that. shucks- pawra's right.
im forced to admit. NETTE'S TONE -DEAF.
either that, or everyone else is off-key.
and balloon making. my flair seems to have disappeared.
dang.

line dancing to achy-breaky heart. ^ ^V
i need a life.
school please end sooooon.
then i can go to church not in school uniform.

spinning on the hall floor?!
tell me okay!
we can SPIN together :DD
after im not in school uni.

2006-11-06T18:30:00.000+08:00

OMGGGG. becca!!!!
i had a gabazillion tons of fun staying over with you guys :DDD
except for my mozzie bites. dang, the makers of OFF (heh- of of of?), should change their formula now and then. the stupid bloodsuckers are like, totally immune to it >.<

fishing for rubbish? i fished a plastic bag out. yay! i bet we saved a turtle (: uhhh. but i can't remember what we did with it after we took it off the bait o_O"
woots.
the hot blader? ipod, tan, buff and clad in white make a droolsworthy combi :D and the old lady who laughed at us.and the falling down and the gossiping at night. and the hiding upstairs. and my LOVE LETTER from a younger man! (you guys. ask me to show you! i keep it in my sketchbook)

then emo-ing at the beach.
i threw stones into the sea.
but they didn't go very far. ^-^V
heh heh. they plopped like what. less than 50m away -.-
cannot show my face anywhere now.

being lame (:
i wrote all over the sand. erasable graffiti?
can't upload the rest of the pictures i want because i can't figure out where the cable is. = =
this. i koped from my sister's file. ^-^<< smart

ahhhhhhhhhhhh.
oh damn. im sorry super sorry if i made you think otherwise :(
i treat you like i do my cousins!
i do enjoy talking to you. just the age thing. plus some other minor factor.
i know i pretty much ruined your fantastic day.
and im sorry. i really am.
no chance of you reading this anyway huh.
if you by some miracle stumble across it.
you'll know-
friends?
please?

sweet sound of silence.

2006-11-01T16:17:00.000+08:00

And slowly I begin to realize
This is never gonna end
Right about the same you walk by
And I say "Oh here we go again"

always on your side

:DDDDD!
but i don't have it. crud :(
haha, there're like harry potter and corpse bride spin-offs. all NICE.
lao shi went through monday's paper( what she thought were the correct answers, mind)
shucks. i don't think i can make it.
but i don't want to be kicked out of class.

heck. shan't think about it.

You Are Ernie

Playful and childlike, you are everyone's favorite friend - even if your goofy antics get annoying at times.

You are usually feeling: Amused - you are very easily entertained

You are famous for: Always making people smile. From your silly songs to your wild pranks, you keep things fun.

How you live your life: With ease. Life is only difficult when your friends won't play with you!

The Sesame Street Personality Quiz

any guesses who my favourite character is? :D
oh oh! another thing, ernie and bert are not homo. they live together because they're BROTHERS! never heard of fraternal twins -.=

You Are an Emo Rocker!

Expressive and deep, lyrics are really your thing.
That doesn't mean you don't rock out...
You just rock out with meaning.
For you, rock is more about connecting than grandstanding.

What Kind of Rocker Are You?

You Are Rocky Road Ice Cream

Unpredictable and wild, you know how to have fun.
You're also a trendsetter who takes risks with new things.
You know about the latest and greatest - and may have invented it!

You are most compatible with vanilla ice cream.

What Flavor Ice Cream Are You?

enaaaa. are you reading this? (:

So I'll say why don't you and I get together
And take on the world and be together forever
Heads we will and tails we'll try again

2006-10-31T11:31:00.000+08:00

GOOONG?
heh heh. i said i'd do a post on it (:
gosh, seems like the whole world is crazy over it
(coughs- this coming from one who has never missed a single episode ^^V)
this, ladies and gentlemen, is what we call : The Korean Wave

seriously. there're like GABILLIONS of blogskins, all dedicated to goong.
www.blogskins.com/sotd/2006/10/15

http://www.blogskins.com/apply.php?sid=115031&action=Preview
heh, i have a soft spot for this one. its so happy looking!

and there're 2 goong SOTDs, ain't that cool?
www.blogskins.com

but seriously, all the leads are darn good-looking. especially HIM.
whoo. but wikipedia didn't give him a nice shot :(
heh. im gonna proclaim it to the whole wide world:
I LOVE GOONG!!!!!!

2006-10-30T16:49:00.000+08:00

new skin. damn screwy. sorry if the font is PUNY.
will try to fix it.
or i believe i'll get a new skin.
sooner or later.
on the brighter side, O'S ARE OVERRRR!
for now. lalala
me and my guitar have a date (:

outtt.

2006-10-27T17:06:00.000+08:00

shucks. im changing skin.
the password thing didn't work out. poo.
lalalala. im not studying for O's. im gonna go on STRIKE baby!

you...
you ~~were~~ are really really nice. but i have parents, thanks.
don't need another one my age.
i told you i don't like people having expectations of me. makes me feel restricted :(
and here you are unconsciously doing it every single time!
s'like, aw man! you don't realise what you're doing. makes me feel mean
talking to you is getting annoying. maybe one day i'll gleefully spout every swearword i know.
right smack in front of you.

2006-10-26T16:24:00.000+08:00

hmm, if you're reading this:
(i) you know how to hack the code, in that case.TEACH ME PLEASE!!!
(ii) you guessed it. which means you know me pretty pretty well :D
heh heh. but i'll burst your bubble , i think i'll be changing passwords whenever i feel like it.
keep you entertained?
(iii) i told you. but even then. you sure you got it straight away? haha.

i've been inspired (: i will work very very very hard and get my butt into NUS. went there with dan to collect my nice dinosaur. it was my PRIZE! -refer to dino post, june archives
they have their own Cheers outlet, and old chang kee. its so big that no one knows where anything is. even the help desk.

okay, that just crummified the place. -the campus is sprawling! that's the point i was trying to get across (:
hah, we got into the taxi, and i went:
"NUS please uncle"
"oh, okay. which faculty girl?"
whoops. i forgot the faculty.
the uncle was like,
"tell you what. we go there and drive around. then we stop some tom cruise lookalikes and ask them for directions"
no lah uncle. tom cruise was out eons ago. ORLANDO BLOOM ANYONE?
smooth talking con man. the fare was $11.40 -.=

it was raining when we got there. so we were wondering how to find the raffles museum, and this guy comes up and asks if we wanted to cross the road. cos it was RAINING. funny thing was, i don't recall him carrying anything. hmm, maybe he was going to like, reveal his superman powers and fly over us, a la human umbrella. snigger.

and he didn't look like tom cruise, much less orlando bloom. shucks.
but he was nice enough to ask. now the scary part-
when the non-tom cruise lookalike was talking, i thought dan was beside me.
later i found out- she was like, one metre away. wth?! freaky shit. i really thought there was someone next to me. o_O

uhh. right, this was supposed to be an advertisement-post. i need empty rolls of kitchen towels pretty please. not sure what they'e gonna be used for, BUT. if yo momma wanna throw them out, pleeease- think of me yeah.
i need 20 of them. don't waste, recycle!
GO GREEN!!

oh, and watch this guy. heh, my new weakness: korean pretty boys (((: not that he's pretty, can't see his face larh. oh, just go be inspired.

2006-10-19T17:22:00.000+08:00

i had a learning journey. it was a good one, i had lots of time in between sites to think.

first off, we went to the Armenien CHURCH OF ST GREGORY THE ILLUMINATOR. whoa that's a mouthful- 12 syllables! snorts, betcha you're counting now right :D
[no worries, supercalifragilisticexpealidocious is not to be outdone- 14 syllables! and that's just one word.]

wokay, anywaay.. i didn't know the armeniens had their own pope and all. the catholic church doesn't recognize them as part of, well, the roman catholic church. its funny- to paraphrase dan: we all acknowledge the same God, why the division? hmm, according to the nice guy who gave us a talk, the armeniens are the oldest christian denomination. they celebrated 1700 years of religion like, oooh. i can't remember. umm, less than a decade ago?

ha, what the guy neglected to mention was- heh heh. (we're the bomb.) AD? yeah, that's short for Anno Domini- latin for "In the Year of the Lord". we started it (: i didn't like the way he made it seem as if.. oh, they're the best. pfft, respect much?

oh oh! then we saw this busload of korean guys. hahaha, for a scary moment, i thought Princess Hours was getting to me. i was like, huh?! since when do busloads of korean guys go zooming around singapore. then i realised they were stopping outside the korean church. heh heh.
whoo. which reminds me- lu is cute and xin is hot :DDDD
honestly.

then we went to the Sikh temple, and the sultan mosque and the shuang lin temple. wow. the sikh temple has the softest carpet. its like, wheeee *melts into the carpet* i bought a choker at kampong glam :D aaand, well. that's about it. haven't gotten my dinosaur >:(

hmm, i think i'll dedicate a post to the Princess Hours later. maybe tomorrow.
eye candy?

2006-10-17T10:08:00.000+08:00

it's just stopped raining.
droplets roll across blurry glass.
sunlight slides through water.

it all looks so pretty.
but no one notices.

the old lady talking to herself.
in socks and slippers.
she smells funny.
her son is ashamed to sit with her.

she wants someone to talk to
but no one notices.

whoo. don't we all feel so darn good about ourselves.

i don't.
i just realised im selfish.
i've seen the old lady (that's why i can say she smells funny) and yes. i admit i was revulsed, 5 years ago. but even though its been so long, i don't think i can bring myself to sit next to her.

i was sitting in the canteen in church, and this little boy whammed into my chair. so i turned, but i only saw his head. then he turned his face towards me and i swore (mentally). the poor kid had a hare lip, and gads. he just wasn't.. i don't know. i don't know what he saw on my face- i hope it wasn't horrible. the adult with him, his father maybe, told him to say sorry.
i wanted to say sorry. for feeling that way.

its nicer to just close your eyes, pretend you don't see anything. yeah.
i love drifting along in my cotton candy world, where it rains lemon drops and gumdrops. and the happy little bluebirds fly, way above the chimneytops. above the smog and corruption. and the crummy haze.

~~i think i need a sunrise, im tired of the sunset.~~

2006-10-16T16:32:00.000+08:00

lalala.
i intended to blog about yesterday's class yesterday, but it obviously didn't happen, so i shall do it now:

we did some lesson on love, and i don't know. it brought about ideas i never really thought about.
do i really know what love is? the opposite of love isn't hate, its apathy. hate is the opposite of like. (which kind of makes you wonder where that leaves dislike.. hmm)

so we got strips of paper which described love. in tinier groups, we had to come up with the one that best described it. ours was a toss-up between :
a) love is understanding.
b) love is freeing someone to be himself or herself.

but now that im looking at it again, i figure, love encompasses both! i mean, if you don't understand someone, how'll you free someone to be himself? ah well, we scissors-paper-stoned to decide. Teacher Linda liked ours, heh.
and hey,im sorry if i pushed too hard, interrupted you. i realised i was being an ass. but somehow i don't think you'd care. sigh

ahhh, did you know. emo can be a verb? i didn't. but if you're feeling emo-ish, there're only 3 songs you should listen to- the scientist(coldplay), boston (augustana) and far away(nickelback).

who'm kidding.
im probably the worst person to do emo 101.

2006-10-14T10:55:00.000+08:00

the wonders of the internet- www.blogthings.com , to fill up space! when a blogger feels like blogging, but can't think of what to blog about. like now.

You Have Your Sarcastic Moments

While you're not sarcastic at all times, you definitely have a cynical edge.
In your opinion, not all people are annoying. Some are dead!
And although you do have your genuine moments, you can't help getting your zingers in.
Some people might be a little hurt by your sarcasm, but it's more likely they think you're hilarious.

How Sarcastic Are You?

i respond: dang, im losing my touch.

Your Dominant Intelligence is Linguistic Intelligence

You are excellent with words and language. You explain yourself well.
An elegant speaker, you can converse well with anyone on the fly.
You are also good at remembering information and convicing someone of your point of view.
A master of creative phrasing and unique words, you enjoy expanding your vocabulary.

You would make a fantastic poet, journalist, writer, teacher, lawyer, politician, or translator.

What Kind of Intelligence Do You Have?

i respond: heh. check out the shakespearean dude, dig the collar (: quote what's-his-name-now, the short guy in '10 things i hate about you'..
"what's the collar for? to keep him from biting his stitches? eh heh heh." haha. okay, not so funny.

You Are 15 Years Old

Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.

13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.

20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.

30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!

40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.

What Age Do You Act?

i respond: is this cool or is this cool!? dude, im like totally my age :DDDD

<<<<<<>>>>>>

briefing later. kuching baby, here i come!
later alligator (:

gator?
(hmm, wonder how they came up with the sportsdrink- edarotag (read backwards) )
snorts. chicken essence- essence of chicken
GATOR___- hmm

2006-10-13T17:20:00.000+08:00

does anybody know what day it is today? i betcha do.. (smiles secret smile)
its... (cue thunder and lightning. cue evil laugh.)

FRIDAY THE THIRTEENTH!!!!
mwahaha. i've been waiting all day to get home so i could blog this question posed by dan a very long time ago- before our chem exam, you might care to note. (heh. woman :D)
we were walking outta school, talking about birdshit and we see a black cat. so the question is:

birdshit is lucky.
black cats aren't.
so, if a bird flies over and wheeee, 'bombs' a black cat.
is the bad luck neutralized?

2006-10-11T11:58:00.000+08:00

whee. i watched X-men todayy (:
no no. not the new version where jean grey and scott are impossibly lanky and just so weird. i watched the OLD version! where there is equality amongst mutants and everybody has hot bods- washboard abs and impeccable, well pecs. HAHA. geddit? impeccable.

sabretooth looked obscene. no trenchcoat! just strategically-but still disturbing- placed eh, body-armour-paint- stuff? eww. the new x-men thankfully edited that, but they edited GAMBIT. out of the picture. whyy? i don't know, but dude. gambit was cool man. and they changed rogue! i liked the old rogue; the new one dresses like a hooker :(

wanna see?
gambit! oh dang, i neglected to mention that he is oohlala HOT. but i guess you can see for yourselves huh :DD

The old Rogue. couldn't find an image of the current rogue. googling only got me the anna paquin version. eww.

BUT. despite her dress sense, rogue's actually my favourite female x-woman. (sexist editor pigs that they are.) her power rocks! in streetfighters (now that's another ancient story), she sucks the power outta her opponents by smooching them! snorts. my cousin's favourite player actually.

OH OH! rogue and gambit eventually get together, but its kinda screwy cos rogue can't touch anybody. aieee, its damn drama- here. go find out bout gambit, his story's much better than a soap opera (:

2006-10-10T13:54:00.000+08:00

tada. aint the maroon so gorgeous?
only thing is, i feel like scrubbing the teeny splotches of black off my moniter.
-scrubs-

forget it. anyway- the maroon inspired me. it reminded me of a poem by G.K Chesterton, The Donkey, and its beautiful. honest! after you read it, you'll be like "damn i feel inspired". if you don't, ummm.. well. we'll see.

The Donkey

When fishes flew and forests walked
And figs grew upon thorn,
Some moment when the moon was blood
Then surely i was born;

With monstrous ears and sickening cry
And ears like errant wings
The devil's walking parody
On all four-footed things.

The tattered outlaw of the earth,
Of ancient crooked will;
Starve, scourge, deride me: I am dumb,
I keep my secret still.

Fools! For i also had my hour;
One far fierce hour and sweet:
There was a shout about my ears
And palms before my feet.

isn't it gorgeous? "the moon was blood."-that was the part that reminded me.

2006-10-09T16:31:00.000+08:00

EXAMS ARE OVERRR!!!!!
I SCRRREWED THEM UP!!!!
I WILL STOP SPELLING WORRRDS WITH TRRRIPLE RRR'S!!!!
snorts. yay ((((((:

omg. i haven't felt this liberated since i ran around the house without diapers many many years ago. -or have i >:) boing boing, im happy happy!!!!!!!!!!!
i actually don't care right now what grades i get, though i will very possibly regret them later. ah heck it. right now, pop the sparkly! bring out the streamers! burn the books and toss the damn papers!
im highhhh.
and now i have nuffink to type. i haven't blogged for aaaages.
s'like:

emptiness. AWWWWGH.
i'll write when i think of something.
~~in the meantime, let's go stalk summat.~~

2006-09-15T17:05:00.000+08:00

zaaaaaaaaarh. i love our school uni, very very much. its funky and i look good in it :)
-i hear snorts-
ANYWAY. but its darn troublesome!! people are forever sitting on my skirt. what's more, its always the old aunties who plop next to me with their GINORMOUS plastic bags of marketing, or the middle-aged ladies who are totally in denial about (whispers) saggy butt cheeks.
oh gads, now that that's on the World Wide Web, i will get retribution. lalalala.

everytime it reaches my stop, i have to gently tug on my skirt so the nice lady realises she's actually sitting on it and can then can get off it IN TIME FOR ME TO GET OFF THE BUS. then it becomes my fault cos i left it on the seat for her to sit on. shucks, i feel so bad when i have to make the old ladies get up, so i smile very nicely at them. ~~then they don't smile back. poo~~

this time, it was the skirt again. BUT IT WASN'T AN OLD LADY.
it was a poor skinny SJI junior. im so sorry little man.
i was happily moving to my intended seat and his bag happened to be sticking out. i could have avoided it very nicely, but the stupid bus jerked! so i flew to the side, and the skirt caught on his bag. why you gotta have so many buckles anyway huh?
lucky he was quick enough to pull his bag back.
i believe he was in a state of shock when i proceeded on with whatever remained of my grace and dignity. who knows? i sure as hell didn't look back.

the mats at the back were laughinggg. but they weren't laughing at me lah.
i think. maaaaaa-meyaaah.oh well. lesson learnt.- nods head fervently-

but ZOMG. i have ruined the good name of IJ forever. just in case-

LITTLE MAN. YOU ARE SO NOT HOT ENOUGH TO FLASH FOR.

so there.

2006-09-13T21:48:00.000+08:00

OH MY TIAN. I LOVE MRS ALEX AND HER STRING-PULLING.
more later :DDDDDDDD

2006-09-12T19:28:00.000+08:00

OMG. STINCHPENNY IS PLAYING TOMORROW AND IM MISSING IT :((((((
stupid prelims. im missing the live band!!!! with the cute singer! (but he is not the point). the point is.. i don't know. i don't want to sit for the crummy paper. i haven't memorised my spacing and phrases. AND BLODDY HELL, I ONLY FOUND OUT TODAY THAT PRELIMS WERE TOMOOORROW. ITS NOT FAIRR. ARHHHH.

stupid IMF (is it imf? i never really took note of the acronyms). we have to rushrushrush to the esplanade after paper 1, and we can't cab there zoomzoom in a superfast taxi careening off the PIE with a mad monkey singing "put-the-lime-in-the-coke-you-nut" for a driver because -pauses for dramatic flair and much-needed breath-THE ROADS ARE CLOSED. yes. you heard (read) right. for the lovely people of the Meeting to see Singapore in all her morning glory- skyscapers glistening with morning dew, blooming flowers by the roadside..the roads are clooooosed. nononoNOOOO.

on a brighter note, LAURA TAN! my fantastic tutor!:DD i think i actually have a (though miniscule chance, but a chance nevertheless) of passing maths! -does pre- victory dance-
yayness.

i think i need more sleepytime. fell asleep during bio double period (shocker! nette never falls asleep during bio. only during maths and chem and.. you see! no more!) but the nap was shiok. haha, dan. its not you- its US. i love the 4th level st raph's block classrooms. they're the best places to sleep. the wind, the 'got sun, but not too much'. my fav is R401. play indian maths teacher accent soundtrack for best results. the ironic thing is- i stayed awake throughout maths. what is the world coming to.

bleagh- lousy crummy paper. but :) FORBIDDEN CITYYYY!

2006-09-05T12:35:00.000+08:00

oh gads, i feel crummy :( i'll warn you first, this is gonna be a rant. shoo go away, its not worth reading.

TO THE MANY DIFFERENT YOUS:

YOU: I DON'T KNOW WHO I'M MORE PISSED WITH. YOU OR MYSELF.
YOU: I THOUGHT WE'D CLEARED IT UP! WHAT WITH THE SMS?
YOU: WHY'D YOU HAVE TO DO THAT FOR? YOU GOT ME ALL MIXED UP NOW
YOU: YOU'RE GETTING TO BE ANNOYING. STOP IT.
YOU: WHAT WENT WRONG? WE USED TO BE PRETTY CHUMMY :(
YOU: I WAS HAPPY WITH YOUR ANSWER. SOMEHOW IT SEEMED AS IF YOU WEREN'T.
YOU: ARHHH. WHY ARE MY DECISIONS SO AFFECTED BY YOU?
YOU: GO AWAY
YOU: GO BOTHER SOMEONE ELSE. STOP ASKING ME >>:(

ah dammit.
i need a hug.

2006-09-04T21:13:00.000+08:00

http://www.iht.com/articles/ap/2006/09/04/asia/AS_GEN_Australia_Obit_Crocodile_Hunter.php

aw man. tragic. i remember watching him on animal planet. funny, i never thought of him dying. i always thought he'd be here like, when im ancient and have little 'nettes' running around the place, i'd be all "hey, look kids! i used to watch him when i was young!"
nope, no more crocodile hunter.

sad, it was a super freak freak accident. what are the odds of getting pierced directly in the heart? the barbed tail had to squeeze through the rib cage and poke through intercostal muscle, and BAM, strike the heart. then again. the silly swam directly over the stingray :/
awwww. his poor kids and wife. and his dog! his gorgeous dog! see. this is what happens when you choose to live a life full of excitement, pursuing your passion.

better stay home, where you're nice and warm and safe. and bloody stingrays don't go around sticking their pointy extremities into you. i think not
i guess he enjoyed life to the fullest huh.

so which is better: living a happy, safe life- you'll get to see your family grow up, you're content..yeah, it may be a little boring at times. but hey, you're secure!
or giving life your darnest best, and dying young.

2006-09-03T19:05:00.000+08:00

bhangra night. hmm, i didn't know fr joe could bhangra. but it makes sense right! = =
riight.
ANYWAY. the only real bhangra step i learnt was from rere. wah lao, why don't we get to learn more interesting stuff like that. apparently SJI got taught that for PE. we do jive, bleagh.
hmmmmm/

2006-08-31T17:30:00.000+08:00

church camp rocked. heh heh- deja vu. its been what, 4 days since camp. paiseh lah! but i haven't had time to sit down and type happily. i was in group LOOOOVE( you have to say this slowly and sexily. honest, for impact.) eh, at least we didn't get named kindness, or heaven help us. i think there was a group named chastity, and another named piety. (stifles snort) now im being mean. anyway-
yay! i made more new friends! finally i know my juniors (besides you and genn lah, clarissa ).
-nods head happily-

kimberly, nicholas, chris, dominic ( who let the whole wide world and his spotter (me lah) see his pink boxers with hearts ( it takes a VERY VERY secure guy to wear those, i assure you)), and adela and agatha! thanks you guys. you made camp happy happy (: and juicy! I WILL TREAT YOU TO ANYTHING ONE DAY OKAY! cross my heart and hope to (cry).

ice-breaker, was ironically, freezing. no ice broken. i think icicles formed around some of the group members. we were supposed to intro ourselves, and sing a song from any boyband. be sporting lah! it wouldn't have killed you (shoots pointed look at a couple of spoilsports)
i sang 'i dooooo, cherish youuuuu'. wahaha, famous song. shucks, i can't remember who sang it.
oh wait. yes i can- 98 degrees! yupp.

AYUB ROCKED. yeah! loverboy- because our group's name was LOVE and he was our instructor. he's so nice lah! im guessing one of the group members (female of course!) has fallen for him. shh, can't tell. not sure anyway.

we bonded in the end. after the seesaw, we were warming up to each other.
we did lunch. i was in charge of the veggies. those that ran away, i don't blame you. but veggies prevent constipation! i had POWER for like , the whole of 25 mins before we were told to go eat.

rock-climbing- i didn't fall off like mayonnaise. no nette didn't :)) but we got the crummy wall with missing handholds, no fair. not complaining though! and then nicholas got a nickname. i just liked disturbing him lah. apparently he has a sister in sec 3- shall go find out who.

but my FAVOURITE ACTIVITIES during camp were P&W and the milo pond. wahh, after you see everyone dripping. YOU BOND. oh my tian, i must have gone 4 or 5 times. 4 i think. WHOOSH. damn fun :))))))))))))))
and chris taught the sec1 and 2 guys bad words in spanish- i was the only girl who was interested. bah. so cool! why you dontch wanna learntch neh?

*eres un cerdo gordo (this one is terribly mild im afraid)
*chupa mis pelotas ( this on the other hand..)

wahaha. camp was so fun. (i'll post pictures later when i have ones of the whole group)

do you know:
-i unwillingly saw the underwear of 3 random juniors in the span of 2 days. of the opposite gender. black, brown and.. uh- pink with pretty hearts.
- psalm 91 rocks
-i lost my phone. at a church camp somemore
-there were tiny tiny buggies all over ( and i mean ALL OVER- in the toilet, in the amphitheatre.. EVERYWHERE)
-fr JP looks so normal in well. normal clothes heh.
-what did batman say when he got rolled over by the batmobile?
"bianfu sia" is literally batman in chinese, but it becomes PAINFUL SIA! hahaha, geddit?! haha. okay, not that funny. but funny enough!
- i love campfire songs ((:
- i want to be a camp instructor!!!!

I CAN'T WAIT FOR KUCHING :D

2006-08-29T22:02:00.000+08:00

OHMYGOSH. CAMP SO HONESTLY ROCKED MY SOCKS.
i didn't want to come home. the milo pond! crummy dorm with the sneaky rat, oh, this one i have to tell. and oh! "eh handsome!" haha.

some random little whiny junior:" i heard there was a rat! i'm really scared of rats."
the first time, its alright. after a while, hearing 'rat', 'rat' and 'im really scared' gets on your nerves i tells ya. we were on the TOP BUNK. thank you very much.

rock-climbing. ooh. another time, i've been hogging the com for a while.
in the meantime, i don't have a phone. so don't call or sms please.

Learning Module

2006-08-25T17:52:00.000+08:00

Learning Module

2006-08-25T17:31:00.000+08:00

WHEEEEEE, im going to camp!
and i have..

1.letter to the editor
2. stupid speech on saving the earth. oh no no, its not the saving the earth part that's stupid. OF COURSE NOT! its the part where the ENTIRE speech is supposed to be written in chinese >:(
3. e maths worksheet
4. chem test on tuesday

shucks. on the bright side, my mommy says she'll help me write a letter to explain my unfinished homework! yayness (: not that im gonna take advantage of that. and we got a fantastic english assignment- awareness of AIDS. haha.
its a group thing and everyone gets to choose their role as a doctor, a drug abuser, person from an organisation raising awareness about AIDS (wow that was long) anddd, my personal favourite- a sexually active individual. snorts, but im serious.

so cool lah.we watched some video where animals discuss us. i like the TIGER!!!! he's so furry, and he's a bengal tiger, so he has an indian accent. i'll post it later. then you can ALL watch it!
camp (: and i haven't packed.

whoops

2006-08-23T16:30:00.000+08:00

aww, now im sort of wishing i'd joined ARC.
so fun! you get to go overseas, and meet new people, and learn lots of new stuff.. and skip school for legitimate reasons.. hell, the only new lifeform i've met this week is the squashed lizard on court. rats. it wasn't even alive!

2 schools from the USA came over( cos they'd partnered our school) and showed off Miss Daisy, their funky robot with the rabid blue flower-face.
whoo, one of the Americans was introducing the robot (which was happily whirring at the back of the hall) and the OM was standing next to it. hahaha, so the fella went :"and one of the most important team members, Miss Daisy!" (to be honest, i was expecting a woman. i didn't know who she/it was then mah.)

the whole level turned around, and whoops. heh heh. instead of the the rabid robot( yay for alliteration!) we expected, we see the OM stoning, then he realises everybody's looking at him, and straightens up. whooohahaha, i was chuckling to myself.

oh yes, and what is it with the name CHRIS?!
-shoots look at dan and mrs kawaii-san-
(sings) have yourself a merry little CHRIStmas. heh

yes dearest dan and mrs kawaii-san (: have yourself a merry little CHRIStmas, haha.

2006-08-21T16:20:00.000+08:00

i was massaging my grandma's feet last night, and she was telling me about the war. i have a damn cool grandma (: the lady knows how to clean GUNS okay! during the Japanese Occupation, no work, no money, no food.. NO HAPPY. so she and her mom and sister went to clean guns for the soldiers. 50 cents for a day's work. but they didn't work for the money.. workers were given 1 kg of rice and 'huang dou'(yellow beans), so she worked for food to feed her family.

she was around 13 when the war started. omg, so sad lah. 12, 13 years old and you say toodles (i actually typed 'sayonara' until i realised it wasn't politically correct for a post like this (heh, i love these brackets within brackets)) to the rest of your childhood.
the first day the bombs dropped, exams had just begun. but nobody went back the next day. (no school no exams mah! go back for what?!) no lah. it was the bombs. i wouldn't be all let's-go-kill-the-idiots-who-pichat-my-school, but its still, you knoww, MY SCHOOL. bomb do what?

at night they went back to sleep in the kampong (near some kampong mailu, i dunno. something like that; i've never heard of the place), but they had stuff on standby. two sets of clothes, a few biscuits and a weetle bit of money.
sometimes the jap soldiers would bang down the door, looking for trouble and uh.. female company. (she would have been about 13,14. plus, her mother was young- you knoww, nubile dainty little things... ) so they'd run out the back door with their on-standby stuff, down the pig-path, to hide in the tall grass field behind. her granny would stay behind and tell them big scary men there weren't any pretty young things for them.

(ooh. i know this is uncalled for, but can you imagine: dingy hut, old granny, so smelly.. and fei xiang and the Carabet people suddenly pop up and start their song/dance thing. THERE'S YOUR PRETTY YOUNG THINGS! heh)

okay okay. i complain about having to wake up early. shucks man, drunken soldier with ONE thing on his mind ( coughs-yeah, we ALL know what thaaat is) and pointy bayonet is SO not the ideal alarm clock.
and the planes that flew over in the middle of the night, spraying bombs. then they'd run into their self-made bomb shelter made of mud, and watch the 'rain'. apparently its just like TV. damn, i can't imagine a 13 year old going through all that hell :(

then i got this email from my auntie, and its damn nice.
http://www.mayyoubeblessedmovie.com/

there are millions out there who have so much less, i guess we really should count our blessings huh.

2006-08-18T17:22:00.000+08:00

this is the FIRST time i've seen Pooh used this way. its hilarious!
http://studentssketchpad.blogspot.com/2006/06/what-killed-christoper-robin-part-i.html

2006-08-16T16:44:00.000+08:00

10 things i hate about you...
is possibly the nicest show i have watched in a while (excepting Pirates of course). its full of one-liners and heath ledger is.. (was).. hot. yes (: whoo hoo! the movie's adapted from Shakespeare's 'The Taming Of The Shrew' , set in a modern-day high school- starring heath ledger (duh) and julia stiles.

OMGOSH, then he sang the 'i love you baby' song- you knoww, the one they used for the Carlsberg ad that propelled it to even greater fame??? anyway, he sang that to her and OMGOSH IT WAS SO NICEEEE!!!!!!

Michael:Sweet love, renew thy force.
[Start of Shakespeare's Sonnet LVI]
Patrick:Don't say shit like that to me. People can hear you.

oh oh! another scene-

cameron:And, umm, here's another problem. Bianca said that Kat likes... pretty guys

Patrick: [slowly rises, confused] Are you telling me I'm not a pretty guy?

Cameron: H... he's very pretty. He's a gorgeous guy. [Gives Patrick two thumbs up]

Cameron: Gorgeous guy.

Michael: Yeah... I... I... just wasn't sure.

[They nervously smile and Pat slowly sits down again]

tada, the rewritten sonnet that gave the movie its name!

I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my car. I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big dumb combat boots, and the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick; it even makes me rhyme.
I hate it, I hate the way you're always right. I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it that you're not around, and the fact that you didn't call.
But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you.
Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.

and here's him looking all hot and thinking "ah crud it, i made her cry." after she runs out of the class. crying ( i suppose this is redundant huh.)

go watch it! its super funny. and guess what, imdb has like all memorable quotes for you! hehh.
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0147800/quotes

yeahhhh, my new favourite show :DDDDDD

2006-08-12T10:58:00.000+08:00

wahhhhh. last night's bbq was cool :))
me and jessica went. i wanted to check out Psalm 91. after hearing them, whooo. i have to stay home and PRACTISE like siao until im as good as them. then, i will join them and knock your socks off!
who knew keenan could cook? his 'corny dog sauce'- why the name so corny? haha- was damn shiok.
heh heh. i know a secret nobody else does (: mr and mrs kawaii-san?!

hahahahaha. seriously, the both of you would look so good together! yeah. mr new york has inspired juice to pick up guitar and drums. then we can join the youth music ministry together!!
we stayed back after the bbq to listen to them jam. whoa, this guy is multi-talented. he was playing some blues riff, damn shiok
then some other guy.. gene i think (whispers-he has his own band; Sherrinova) took over.
ahhhh, they're so cool.
i think mr ny's got himself some groupies! juicy ah juicy.. someone was checking you out!

2006-08-08T12:29:00.000+08:00

this is disgusting. global warming >:((
temperatures reached 31 degrees last month. AT THE FREAKING ARCTIC.
(this is were i would insert some colourful language if this wasn't going to be published)
"************************************************************************!!"
people in the Arctic are buying aircons. its supposed to be cold there! brrrrr, cold. freezing cold in fact. and it is not. 31 degrees, why not just come to SINGAPORE! hey, we've even got durian over here. save elecricity, save our earth please.

oh this is sad. israel and lebanon aren't coming to a ceasefire either. hizbollah will fight until israel stops bombing and pulls out its forces. can SOMEBODY OUT THERE DO SOMETHING?! its damn sad lah :(

poo. people-heck, and me- make fun of those bimbos parading around in their swashes of taffeta and silk and what not, flashing their brilliant pearly-whites at lousy old ah peks and saying world peace.

but i really do want world peace.

2006-08-04T16:22:00.000+08:00

the plaster does work! bye bye nailbiter nette :)
i think im living my life in a series of reruns.
10 years ago, i was sitting on the kindergarden lino and showing off my plaster.
this morning i was checking my plaster out during bio. i say, methinks it looks as attractive as it did a decade ago.

and being totally random and bored, lookee 'ere! all done on paint, heh heh. don't kill me if it don't look like you.

self portrait. haha, belt so high :) but don't look very much like me huh.

ching eeeee! my fellow trouble-maker!

dan, the trendsetter. haha, look at the hair.
the woman actually has long hair.

im sorry, all those with specs! very hard to draw bespectacled people without making them look like geeks. and im not sure if you want to be drawn. anyhow, these 2 are easy to draw, heh heh.
im testing the waters. if ching and dan don't chop off my head next monday, then we see how yeah :)

2006-08-01T19:38:00.000+08:00

whee, today was more uh.. interesting than normal.
WE DID THE HEART DISECTION!!!! OH IM SO HAPPY :) it was DARN FUN!!! everybody was screaming and eww. boycott fast food- seriously. the fat around the heart is SOLID. no joke.

its darn cool. at first we all didn't dare touch it, we were happily poking it with the instruments (i almost typed utensils. heh), and desiree and i were sawing away at it. actually reminded me of steak! we named the first part we cut off Flippy, then Floppy, Flappy and Fluppy before i ran out of vowels :D
then rachel came over poking and playing with the bottom half of the heart. she wanted to give it to lao shi- yi pian xin yi! haha. after that it was pretty cool, i stuck my fingers into the aorta and explored. FUNFUNFUN :DDD trini and marissa were running around with their fingers in the aortas, wearing rings topped with grotesque bloodied 'diamonds'. wahaha, it was damn fun.
only thing is, the mutton smell sticks to your fingers- smells like blue cheese. bleagh. we were walkin around with the smell of Death on our hands.

then the SCO came for assembly performance. oops. me and ching were clowning around, then we got pulled out by the DM. she had the impression the music wasn't our kind of thing. actually, we were laughing BECAUSE of the music. they were playing some kind of cheena romance song- the kind you'd hear in 1930/40s chinese shows. you know, that kind where everybody's an incestous freak and cousins are sweethearts.. the guy rides the bike with the girl's arms around him and her head resting on his back... into the sunset...
ahh, the kind my grandma hums when she cooks!
anyway, me and ching were hamming it up.

"biao ge!"
"biao mei! "
(imagine the cheesy music, and grassy fields)
"wo hao xiang ni ah..."
"wo ye shi ah biao ge!"
then we were cracking our heads laughing and She comes and tells us to get up and walk to the back of the hall :/

oops. then we stood there until everybody went out. crud, i didn't know i knew so many people. wah, practically EVERYONE didn't meet my eyes. please! dearies, im the one who was being punished. poor ching, she started laughing, cos that's what she does when she's scared. MY DEAR BIAO MEI! BIAO GE DUI BU QI NI! im sorry ching!!! lucky we didn't get into trouble.
i was afraid she'd do an impromptu spot check and find my 'tattoo'. oh well. lesson learnt. WE SHAN'T SIT NEXT TO EACH OTHER. -nods head-

training was fun, overhead serves. then cos there were 2 others from another class, training was even slacker. yeah :) but im the SHORTEST ONE NOW. stupid coach. HAD TO POINT IT OUT.

2006-07-28T17:02:00.000+08:00

i had weird dreams again. part one and then i was rudely awakened. poo, so part one is completely different from part two except for the fact that they both star the same person. me. heh.

anyway, part one, i shan't discuss in detail- those that i told, you shush .
part two was about little green electronic blobs coming and invading singapore. only thing was- they couldn't come into contact with glass and water. so i was at home, AND YOU KNOW WHAT MY DREAMSELF DID?? i said
" let's wet the windows and shut them."
and im dang smart. cos in my dream, that's what everybody did :D
I SAVED DREAMLAND SINGAPORE FROM THE INVASION OF ELECTRICALLY-CHARGED SNOT BLOBS WITH WATER AND GLASS ALLERGIES.
but that's not my point.

do you ever wake up from a really happy dream feeling a strange sense of loss? ( no, im not talking about dream numero uno, in case you were wondering.) then you spend the rest of the day in a daze, wishing you knew why you were feeling that loss. it never happened in the real world, there was no definite reason as to why you were feeling so incredibly euphoric, heck. you can't even remember the entire dream.. all you know is, you want that dream again.

ooh, that sounds depressing.

bye world, im going back to dream about snot blobs again. maybe orlando bloom will pop in as a hot scientist and come up with something smarter then wet windows. yeahhh, that sounds nice :))

2006-07-25T21:16:00.000+08:00

you know what?
TO HELL WITH WHAT YOU THINK.
i don't care.

i do treasure this friendship. i know i've been getting on your nerves, and you probably can't stand the sight of me right now. hm, maybe that's the reason you've been giving yourself cricks in the neck- turning your head and pretending to look somewhere else.
i did try to ask, not that i made no effort.

to give someone the cold shoulder. i assure you, is terribly immature. there is a reason we were all given faces. you know you know?? there is a FRIGGIN reason the space between our ears is filled up by a pulsating mass of nerves and brain jelly. TO HELP US TO COMMUNICATE. WITH PEOPLE AROUND US. TURNING YOUR HEAD TO IGNORE ME JUST SHOWS OFF LOUSY COMMUNICATION SKILLS.

WHYFRIGGINWHY ARE YOU ANGRY?

why am i angry? people are supposed to grow, to mature and learn how to handle people. to expand their social network by learning to deal with VEXING, ANNOYING PEOPLE LIKE ME.
so what if i AM interested( overly) in the opposite gender? if i like to sing incredibly off-key? so what? its me. ME. MEEEE. what will it do to you?
i'd better stop before i begin to make personal attacks.

i don't want to end the friendship, im leaving it open- your choice. but at least tell me WHY.
you don't get rid of a mosquito by waving a hand to shoo it away. you smash it.

2006-07-21T23:07:00.000+08:00

ORLANDO BLOOM IS SOO HOT!!!!
yes, way hotter than us mere mortals. we could be eating belachan and chilli padi on the sun and still not be like him. * cue crazy fan squeal/scream/shriek*
they took off his shirt in Pirates of the Carribean :DD
and OH. do stay for the last part. after ALL the credits. just watch it.

and now mr bloom has inspired me to make a list of the top 5 hottest guys in the world.
ohh, okay. they're not going to be in rank. too hard to decide ^-^

1. orlando bloom.
last seen in Pirates of the Carribean. still showing in theatres! if you haven't watched it, why are you still sitting here? go make him some money!

2. Chad Michael Murray.
seen like.. EVERYWHERE! if you haven't heard of him, you don't watch TV, or you're a guy and have no interest whatsoever in pretty boys. but even then. he's THE chad michael murray. oh go stick your head back in the hole.

3. Ruan Jing Tian.
swoons. need i say more?

4. Jonathan Rhys Meyer.
acted as the coach in Bend it like Beckham, and featured in an earlier post. but i don't want to be his missus anymore. nope :)

5. Johnny Depp
i don't really like him. heck, i don't even think he's hot. but i have succumbed shamelessly to peer pressure. dan will kill me if i don't mention him. well, he is talented. but that's all i'll give him.

oh, and i shall mention the nice citycab driver. dan left her new shiny phone in the back, and he drove all the way round shaw house to give it back to her. he deserves like, taxi driver of the year or something. yeah, nice fella. abdul mohamad something. dang, my memory fails me.
go watch Pirates of the Carribean, its nice :) and have i mentioned that Orlando bloom is hot? he is. yes he is :)

2006-07-20T17:06:00.000+08:00

#1.Name 11 people you can think of right now in your head.
After that tag at least 5 people to do this.
1. marianne
2. laura
3. dan
4. ching
5. becca
6. tsi yin
7. nick
8. tim
9. justin
10. wongsy
11.cheryl

1. How did you meet 10?
wongsy!
primary 5 hibiscus. two chubbies sitting together :) but there's only one chubby left. ( looks furtively around) and its not me. haha

2. What would you do if you never met 2?
lauraaa! i wouldn't have anyone to tease and stress out and talk about borrowing ms krishna's saris! dayooong sampannnn >:)

3. What would you do if 9 and 11 dated?
justin and cheryl. HAHAHA. omg, so cool!!!! yes yes! i'll matchmake them :)) then play gooseberry and stress them out!

4. Do you like 7?
nick. yah, in a platonic way. why not?

5. Would 5 and 6 make a good couple?
tsi yin and becca. ehh, nope. too many many many differences.

6. Describe 3.
dan. oooh, so goth and mysterious. and extremely TICKLISH! mwahaha.

7. Do you think 8 is attractive?
tim? hahaha, i know people who do, and a cousin who keeps promoting him. famousness? he's not butt-ugly that's for sure.

8. Tell me something about 2.
laura's gonna unravel ms krishna from her sari and run off with it on racial harmony day :DD

9. Do you know any of 4's family?
ching. hmm, oh no. sad! i don't :(

10. Whats 5's favourite things?
becca. oh i know! her gundam comics, her phone... and me, her most favourite cousin in the whole wide world :) hmm, cept im not really a thing...

11. What would you do if 3 confesses he/she likes you?
dan. hmm, i don't know. i can't even imagine it happening! that's so crazy.

12. What language does 6 speak?
english, chinese and crummy cantonese which happens to be better than mine. shucks. (somebody's gonna be very indignant if she reads this)

13. Who is 9 going out with?
justin. oh i wish i knew!!! but i DON'T. sigh.

14. How old is 8 now?
tim, 15.

15. When was the last time you talked to 1?
marianne. hm, i can't remember. shoot, did we even speak this morning? :/

16. What is 2's favourite band/singer?
laura.haha, i know this one. i think. fall out boy! am i right am i right?

17.Would you ever date 7?
nick, snorts. no- "are you wearing your shirt inside out?" i resented that. -_-

18.Would you ever date 11?
cheryl. no way. gross.

19.Have you ever seen 2 naked?
ew, thank god no. sorry pawra! but some things are best left to the imaginations of the boat people. and for their minds only. haha, i bet this is gonna have the same effect as the 'teachers can read minds' thing >:)

People whom you want to pass this on.whoever's bored.

#2
The rules:Bold the statements that are true to you.
Italise the statements that you WISH are true.
Leave the Fibs alone.
Then, stab 5 people to do the same test.

I miss somebody right now.
I don't watch TV these days.
I wear glasses or contact lenses.
I love to play video games.
I've tried marijuana.
I have been in a threesome.
I have been the psycho-ex in a past relationship.
I believe honesty is usually the best policy.
I curse sometimes. (hahaha, but you guys have never heard me, have you? ^-^)
I have changed a lot mentally over the last year.
I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me.
I'm TOTALLY smart.
I've broken someone's bones. (uhh, i accidentally made someone get stitches. does that count? and i SAID I WAS SORRY)
I'm paranoid sometimes.
I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free.
I need money right now.(the more the better. yes :D)
I love sushi.
I talk really, really fast.
I have long hair.
I have lost money in Las Vegas.
I have at least one sibling.
I have worn fake hair/fingernails/eyelashes in the past.
I couldn't survive without Caller I.D.
I like the way I look.
I am usually pessimistic.
I have a lot of mood swings.
I have a hidden talent. ( yeah, and its definitely staying hidden.)
I'm always hyper no matter how much sugar I have.
I have a lot of friends.
I am currently single.
I have pecked someone of the same sex. (my grandma lah. and i was forced to)
I enjoy talking on the phone.
I practically live in sweatpants or PJ pants.
I love to shop.
Enjoy window shopping.
I would rather shop then eat.
I don't hate anyone. (as in people i really know. i hate Madonna though. she's ANCIENT, stop dancing please! it freaks little kids- and me- out)
I'm a pretty good dancer.
I'm completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother.
I have a cell phone.
I believe in God. (:
I watch MTV on a daily basis.
I have passed out drunk in the past 6 months.
I've rejected someone before.
I have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life.
I want to have children in the future.
I have changed a diaper before. ( i bet it'd be fun)
I've called the cops on a friend before.
I'm not allergic to anything.
I have a lot to learn.
I have been with someone at least 10 years older or younger.
I am shy around the opposite sex.
I have tried alcohol before.
I have made a move on a friend's significant other or crush in the past.
I own the "South Park" movie.
I would die for my best friends. ( i hope i can)
I think that Pizza Hut has the best pizza.
I have used my sexuality to advance my career.
I love Michael Jackson, scandals and all.
Halloween is awesome because you get free candy.
I watch Spongebob Squarepants and I like it.
I am happy at this moment.
I'm obsessed with guys.
I study for tests most of the time.
I tie my shoelaces differently from anyone I've ever met. ( if you tie them the same way i do, tell me! i have been mercilessly mocked for my technique. -looks sad-)
I am comfortable with who I am right now.
I have more than just my ears pierced.
I walk barefoot wherever I can.
I have jumped off a bridge. ( do boats count?)
I love sea turtles.
I spend ridiculous money on makeup.
I plan on achieving a major goal/dream.
I'm proficient in a musical instrument.( i think..)
I worked at McDonald's restaurant.
I hate office jobs.
I love sci-fi movies.
I think water rules.
I went to college out of state.
I like sausages.( only the cocktail type. but i will eat if there's no other food available. heh.)
I love kisses.( yay Hershey's!)
I fall for the worst people. ( im not sure if this is true.. )
I adore bright colors.
I can't live without black eyeliner.
I don't know why the hell I just did this stupid thing.
I can't whistle.
I can move my tongue in waves, much like a snakes slither.
I have ridden/owned a horse.
I still have every journal I've ever written in.( i don't remember throwing any of them away.. so they must be with me! haha)
I can't stick to a diet.
I talk in my sleep. ( actually, i make sounds, i don't actually talk ^-^v)
I try to forget things by drowning them out with loads of distractions.
Climbing trees is a brilliant past-time.( yeah, i wanna learn to climb trees)
I have jazz in my blood.
I wear a toe ring.
I have a tattoo.
I can't stand at LEAST one person that I work with.
I am a caffeine junkie.
I cosplay or know what cosplaying is( i know what it is, but i think its weird.)
I have been to over 15 conventions.
I will collect anything, and the more nonsesical the better.
I'm an artist.
I only clean my room when necessary.
I like a person of the same sex.
I love being happy.
I am an adrenaline junkie.

crud, im too lazy to stab. just do it if you want to :)

2006-07-19T17:30:00.000+08:00

i think little kids should stop playing with their tamagotchis.
do you know how horribly they treat them????!
its disgusting.
granted, there might be a few who actually treat their little digital friends extremely well and all, BUT THE REST... (shakes head)

every tamagotchi hatches from an egg. then you either get a baby boy or girl. DUH.
then it grows into a kid, teenager and finally adulthood.
HOWEVER, the tamagotchi vary in the appearances upon reaching adulthood. you got the ducky-looking thing, the robot- androidchi (who comes up with these names?!) , some beng-looking one with a fin... and other sorts. ( i believe there might be one that's called onionchi. no prizes for guessing what it looks like!)
so far so good yeah?
first thing a kid does when he or she gets it-
OH WOW MOMMY! IT POOPS!
i kid you not.
OH WOW, WE CAN FEED IT AND BUY IT STUFF!
OH WOW, WE CAN PUNCH THE SHOPKEEPER IN THE FACE THRICE AND GET A SECRET CODE!
( true story, i've actually done it)

BUT some juvenile sickos are actually starving their tamagotchis, and letting them get sick, making them die
slow.
horrible.
deaths.
why?
1. because they don't like the way it looks
2. for boys- george turned out to be georgina
3. just because :/

but why don't they just reset the toy? because they'll lose the friends they made when the tamagotchi was alive! oh no, we can't have that can we? snorts. keep treating the tamagotchi that way. soon you'll be treating your friends similarly, and oh how ironic. no friends for both you and your dead tamagotchi.
little idiots. just because they're virtual doesn't mean they can be mistreated.
some parents buy their kids these virtual pets so that the kid will learn responsibilty(other than the part where they won't have to clean up dead hamsters). simple. push a maximum of 3 buttons here and there, and you can clean up after, feed and play with it.

i can't believe it. what is the world coming to? if the tamagotchi could zap them with battery energy or something, how much you wanna bet nobody would be playing funny?
disgusting little sickos.
all of you with younger siblings. go check on their tamagotchis now!
sic the NAPCT on them >:(
NAPCT (Nette's Association for the Prevention of Cruelty to Tamagotchis)

2006-07-16T23:17:00.000+08:00

OMG OMG THIS IS SO COOL!!!!!

im gonna chop some sheep heart for bio!!!!!!!
chop chilli chop chilli chop CHOP CHOP!
im darn excited :)
can't wait :)
sheep's heart only 3 bucks :)
we're gonna freeze it :)
-im actually wondering why im excited about freezing the sheep's heart, HECK-
we have to walk around tekka market like sheep murderers :)
we might get funny looks :)
we're gonna chop it and slice it and dissect it bit by bit. OH I CAN'T WAAAAITTTT!
end of this month :)

oh and by the way rere, you took so long to pass me the an jing guitar chords, i found my own
^-^v check it out- www.jitapu.com

dissection.
cut.
slice thinly.
look under the micoscope
we're gonna freeze it :)

2006-07-15T18:44:00.000+08:00

i say, the similarities between the nepalese assassination and macbeth are remarkably uncanny. how cool is that?! especially prince Dipendra. poor fella.

the way i see it, the crown prince of Nepal could be seen as the chamberlains who guarded Duncan’s bedroom, and were later framed by Lady Macbeth, when she placed the bloody daggers in their grips.

Crown Prince Dipendra shot his family and himself in what appeared to be a drug and alcohol-induced rage over his mother’s refusal to let him marry the woman he loved. However, his over-reaction seems incredible.
The prince was seen, by the public, as a responsible young man ready to take over his father’s office as head of the country, of whom a majority were Hindus. The royal family themselves were devout Hindus.

“How could a revered Hindu prince murder his whole family over a simple marriage disagreement? Dipendra was nearly 30; his father, King Birendra, had already suffered two heart attacks. Why didn't Dipendra simply wait until he was king, and marry whomever he pleased?
How did a falling-down drunk prince shoot so many people so accurately, with no resistance? Why was his body cremated before an autopsy could be performed? Why did none of the palace guard interfere? Why was Paras left unharmed? What was the 'black substance' in Dipendra's cigarette?”
Jeff Greenwald, Nepal- between a king and a hard place. (Cited on the 15 of July 2006) available from http://www.lonelyplanet.com/journeys/nepal/index.htm

It is highly obvious that the Crown Prince was not lucid when he committed his heinous crime that night. However, was he entirely at fault for what he did? in my opinion, Dipendra was set up just like the unconscious chamberlains who were supposed to have guarded Duncan the night he was murdered.
He was under the influence of alcohol, just like his fictional counterparts. but why was he drinking? what really happened in between the time he was escorted out and the time he came back in in shoot his family? why was he unable to give himself a death shot, if he was able to accurately shoot so many dead? why was Paras unharmed? the most important question-who stood to gain the most, if Dipendra and his family were dead?
A report in the Kathmandu Post suggests that Paras very likely supplied the drugs that provoked his cousin, Dipendra, into a murderous rage. Paras would be Crown Prince if his father took over as king.

fascinating. shakespeare (or the fella who wrote his works under the name Shakespeare) was a genius. who knew his work- macbeth, could be so incredibly relevant to modern world politics?

2006-07-10T22:09:00.000+08:00

i wanna be the MRS JONATHAN RHYS MEYER!
*swoons* hotness :DDD

nobody argue with me.

2006-07-07T13:48:00.000+08:00

e- learning is super over-rated :(
the only thing good about it is that we get to stay home. but even then there are SO MANY GAZILLION DISTRACTIONS!
aw poo.

on the bright side, i discovered that kid's central shows Sesame Street at 12 noon
and what a lovely surprise!:)) surfed channels and found Lang Lang on sesame street! with Oscar and the Grouch Symphony. aw shucks, they're so cute.
lang lang was auditioning for a role in the symphony. then he played some piece and this georgeous piece by liszt. that guy is so incredibly talented, i bet he can make mary had a little lamb sound like chamber music; all by himself. honest.

sesame street is so darn lame. yesterday's fruit of the day was the banana.
elmo interviewed a banana.
a monkey's just come into the picture. then the banana starts shifting around and looking nervous. can bananas even look nervous? anyway-

banana: look kid. you ever seen a banana split?
elmo: yes. elmo has.
banana: well, you're about to see one again.
then he runs off, cos the monkey starts to chase him.
:D

then today. the Count gonna watch tv. so he asks
The Count: shall we watch 6 feet under?
yes! we shall.
whoa. deep stuff man! 6 feet under, so adult.
so the tv comes on, and then this announcer says in a deep scary voice
"Presenting 6 FEET UNDER"
then they show this tree on a hill, muted dull colours, sinister looking and all.
then...

suddenly this checkered red tablecloth comes into view.
then this shrill monster mommy screams:
KIDS!! GET YOUR FEET UNDER THE TABLE NOW!!
there's grumbling and all the "aw man"s, then 6 furry monster feet come into view.

The Count: ahhh. SIX FEET UNDER.. the table

watching sesame street makes me feel happy :)
but i wish they'd show the aliens and the bellhop one. and the playdoh one!
aw shucks.
i wanna be 5 again.
no secondary school.
no crummy e-learning.
no brother yet.
no stress.
shoot.
I WANT CAPTAIN PLANET AND LITTLE LULU AND SCOOBY DOO AND THE ALIENS AND OSCAR AND SLIMY AND SNUFFALUFAGUS AND TELLY AND ERNIE AND BERT AND GROVER.
i even miss that stupid pairie-don.
:(

2006-07-05T23:07:00.000+08:00

i finally checked out STOMP.
stinky moments? :DD
funkyness!!!! my photo's there! along with the rest of the island's wanna-win-ers.
poo.
there's this guy who took fantabulous shots of one of the display bands. it looked darn good!
shoot. and ANOTHER fella who took the balloons against the sky. aw crud.
can the judges give one guy TWO awards?
say no please.
just go see

http://www.stomp.com.sg/stink/mom_syf.html

2006-07-04T22:26:00.000+08:00

first, the happy:
yes! CHINESE CLASS HAS AIR-CON!!!!!!
no more glaring sunlight. no more idiots walking past and distracting me even furthur. heck, even if they did, I WOULDN'T KNOW :))
sweeeeeeeet.

now the unhappy:
ORALS IN 8 DAYS, COUNTING DOWN 7
WO BU YAOOOOOOO :((
i can't even string a proper sentence together. how'm i supposed to plonk me down on a seat in front of 2 strangers speaking in rapid-fire mandarin and converse with them??! i was BROUGHT UP to not talk to strangers.
if you should happen to sight me yattering away to a terrified stranger on the bus, its not exam stress. im PRACTISING.

what comes in between happy and unhappy:
i would like to win this.
it'd be fun.
just for once.
i am fully aware that the picture says NOTHING- zilch- kosong-nada whatsoever to someone who didn't actually attend syf (or wasn't paying attention). but who cares, the picture says something to me. hopefully it says something else to others ':)

and now for randomness:
who knew PLANT biology was so, uh.. cool :)
plants. you'd think they just sit around on their herby butts; making oxygen and food in the lovely sunshine. then NIGHT! and they're total zombies till the teletubbies come out to play.
oh ho.
put cross-sections of a root hair together with a bio teacher chock-full of artistic license.
and WHO says bio isn't fun? >:)