Saturday, June 30, 2007

I think Saturdays are best spent busy. Quite surely, I dislike lazy weekends, wandering aimlessly around town esp.
I'd rather be returning home with a bag full of photos than 10 paper bags of shopping.
& Pluck has the best tea-time brownies.
Next, I'm gonna have to start the whole ordeal of worrying for the chinese o lvl orals. I'm kinda sick about how every post has a piece of exam trace in it. Aren't you?
>):

I was riding shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car.

It didn't exactly occur to me that today was the last day of lessons before the block periods, until MChan started giving out Lindt & Belgian sinful delights during his Amath lesson.
& he said something about being a great class for the past 1 1/2 years.
Now, why do I find it so funny when he said "great" class?
And following which, the math ORP programme, we're all divided into different groups with diferent targeted O lvl grades. I'm expected an A1 for emath & A2 for amath.
I think this is a mistake, & a huge joke.
I'll be your slaves if I attain results of such.

One day back was the eng prelim oral, which the teachers did a really bad job in coordinating. We were initially scheduled for a 4.45 slot, the last batch of the cohort. But we were rather pleased when they moved our slot up t 4.15 during the end of the day announcements.
But to much horror, the whole oral thing got delayed & I ended up taking my paper at 6.15.
The wait was almost murdering & the anxiety was overwhelming. But I must have been blessed t have a teacher who actually responds by smiling instead of stoning & you don't really know if she's actually paying the due attention.

By the way, my SS & Bio paper's O lvls' scheduled on the same day.
That is so fan-fucking-tastic.
Brain to sponge mode.

&& Tomorrow morn, I have to figure my way around braddell/toa payoh area cause the ballet school got shifted to some alienated place around the jungles there.
& I will continue to live by the consolation that this is Singapore.

Goodnight.

School really is less of a chore now, no really.

We had the passing out parade for assembly. Yans hates her cca, so she'll never feel the way I did for those uniformed groups when they leave their cca. *shakeshead.
I'm majorly proud of Hoi & devon. Hoi was like some event in charge thing & devon was the conductor.
They looked like little peanuts up there :D

Thennnn, yans(it's always her making such comments) had t bring up the whole issue about 13 Nov, which is also the last day of our O levels, being the last time we'd be part of SJC. For afterwhich on the 19th, it'll be prom night, & they officially chase us out of the school.
Tsch.
Yans, Sivs & my conversation the other day included how being in a girls' sch really adversely affects our communication to guys. But still, we came t a conclusion that we'd NEVER give up the convent experience even though it may mean we get left on the shelf in the near future. Oh, feel the loyalty and patriotism aye.

Anyway, I think I'll limit my internet usage to 1 hour a day. Imma forbid myself t even switch on the computer even if I were t give an excuse that it's "for the music". Because, at the end of the day, it never really is just for the music.

Kim promised t study with me tmr. How rare is that. You should expect a blue moon tonight people, look out of those windows pls.

NR was away on honeymoon so our bio period was much fun. Kim was up t her usual pervertic self(effect of being right brain spas)again.
"Kim!" (Leng was choking on her words)
"I think your punani(A special characteristic of the female species) is saying Hi to my knee!"
"Is your punani alright? My knee can get a little rough at times."
ROFLMAO.

Then we snapped this shot since everyone was really obsessed with shrek.
And I made everyone go crazy again when I randomly went "Oh, there's xiiao ogre."

Ain't she pretty?

It's here.

It's simple but I can't explain this.
I think men, are the most childish creatures ever to exist. It is said, or at least I used to live in the fantasy, that men were created from mud, or rather, the soil of the earth.
So I am beginning to question, if the earth/soil/mud thing used t create those XY chromosomes & genes were infested with fungi and bacteria cursed enough to pass down thousands of generations and doom the women population.
& I think, the nearly 5 decade old XY humanoid at home got the worst breed of bacteria in his bloodstream.
Possibly the most irrespectful thing, and not-so-brilliant idea t be talking about personal stuff on this very much unpersonal blog, I think it serves as a wake up call to all you guys out there.

I think it was highly inappropriate the way you reacted yesterday, you scum of the earth. It was a little argument(it was always happens, but we'd always laugh it off) between the mumsie & me. & just because you've got your buddhism pali scriptures test thing going on today, didn't give you the right to flare up at the sound of noise. No wait, make that the sound of the most beautiful voices you've ever heard. Right.
You are weather vagary unpredictable. & we are expected to study your weather patterns? I'm sorry, YOUUUUU jolly well study ours. *smirks.
Ironically, you were studying scriptures, right? Ain't scriptures, like you've told me, supposed t teach you some 128 values of life? Ain't the wonders of scriptures lie in the fact that they're able to keep you calm and what not?

It's not the first time you left your women(HAHA, i'm a woman :D) at home in blacks and blues. & it always begins with your stinking temper. You need aroma therapy rly. & the reason for using your hands yesterday, was unbelievable. It was so minute, & it was almost NOYB. None-of-your-business.
Okay, not that it happens very often. But it should NEVER have happened at all. I despise guys who resort t violence. It's V-E-R-Y MUCH, with a capital V!(With the help of capitalising other consonants to prove my point)

The horror of what you did to me last year's CNY eve still lingers in me, mind you. How'd the idea of visiting relatives when you look like you just got trampled by a thousand bulls appeal to you? Or perhaps the idea of wielding a chopper IN YOUR FACE could serve as dessert.
Or or, what about the dent in the wall in your bedroom? No recollection? I'll tell you! You pushed mumsie off the chair and the chair hit the wall rlly hard. THAT'S HOW IT HAPPENED YOU! You showed me your inner colours(No wait, you're but pathetic and unfeeling BLACK AND WHITE), when I was a mere primary sch kid.
My detest for you is almost incomprehensible & I'm lost for words if you're asking for a description. So much so I disallow mumsie t reprimand me in front of you.
Because, you basically have no right t pass a judgement over what I do with that 5 year old mentality, and 2 year old judgement of yours.
& because I do know of your favouritism between the 2 younger ones at home, I'm not gonna give you a chance to say what was said behind Thad's back. (Not that I really give two hoots if you like me or not.)

And as for your little exam on pali scriptures today, which turned the whole house chaotic.
I CROSS MY FINGERS AND HOPE IT'S A SURE FLUNK.

Sheesh, this is true "hanging dirty laundry in public".

Funny how all violent and detestable men have an "L" in their names.
*rollseyes.

I'm slowly drowning and morning is here as I catch my breath.
To not tie down pride, which suffuses and distinctly chokes
the soul, with bolts and hammers,
is truly the root of where it regains its dominance over us,
and leeches onto the err for its much needed support.
So quite possibly, or not so possibly,
till the day the exit to the maze, or the light at the end of the tunnel,
of this immutable decision and predicament we've created that's been draining me quite terribly, is found,
I'm not expecting a resolve to this enmity.

And this is nothing less than tragic.

(I feel terribly loh soh, or long winded today. I don't see how this makes sense, but it must be the lack of oxygen. I think.)
(Those were drawn whilst doing chemistry. I found it so funny, I was gasping so bad for breath. Okay, fine. It's an exaggeration.)

It rained,
I closed the windows,
brought in the clothes.
And watched the rain.

Now, I'm cursing and swearing at it for having made the weather so humid.
SCREW YOU RAIN.
Not even my hair in a ponytail so high, is doing any good.

So anyway, I'm jailed home today.
I was given the responsibility of fetching my lil cousin t her dance class in the evening,
AND, my lil brother borrowed my ezlink card t follow mumsie t her office because he cleverly lost his.

Soooo, I gave the blog a new outfit t kill time.
I think the other's prettier.
But ahh well, I don't have time t make a new one. Another day perhaps.
Right now, chemistry's crawling up to me.

Tomorrow! Tomorrow it'll be different!
My mumsie promised me 2 dresses & I'd have t renew my long expired passport.
Oh boy oh boy oh boy oh boy.
Finally a F.O.C outing.
TA!

I was with Wing at far east tday when this woman came up t us and asked if she could do a survey w us.
I mean, we obliged, because she looked like a poly student. Right.
So she began, "Would you all date online guys?"
So we answered & all that, and she was like "Okay, now you all have to take a photo. You first. (Pulls wing away)"
So I shrieked "Noooooo, I don't want to take!"
"You must. It's for the magazine."
We didnt question which magazine it was till later though.
AND WE HAD THE BIGGEST SHOCK OF OUR LIVES!
AHHHHHH, where do i hide my face?!

And the ascetic ideal, the only way out,
of every circumstance is an empty promise.
More unfortunately than not, the lengths that these promises go,
are born in the eyes of the beholder.
I am thus far, left quite mistaken.
When the beacon of the flame of passion's
being burnt at its most immense,
it is also the most susceptible to an extinguish.
When the beacon becomes the microcosm of what we share,
then I see, this is only as far as we can come.



Are you going to tuck me into sweet surreal tonight?

I try not to stare at what lies straight ahead at times.
But I reckon I'm losing it.
I'd loathe myself if this should turn out to be yet another ephemera.

And who doesnt wish there was a leash that chained issues to my accordance when all's in a state of pandemonium?

I don't suppose it's going to do any good if I sit down and write you a letter.

I'm most guilty that I'm actually using the computer now. Some 10 days left t study & rush mount homework before term 3.
Kimmy gave me the worst scare abt the confusions of "Bb, bb, BB" when I missed Bio make up for ballet. Heredity ain't all that bad rlly, in fact, I'm just about loving it as much as bus rides.
I think mutations and chromosomes keep my nose poked into that bio textbook all day t satisfy the thirst for more knowledge.
It's just about the most interesting chapter yet.

I've been searching through the playlist on my computer & listening t long forgotten melodies.
It's a love/hate thing for the nostalgia these songs bring.
I could only listen forlornly t them & do practically nothing t relive the past.
Like "shoulda woulda coulda" reminds me of the long car ride t Genting & the sailing days.
"The best day of my life" reminds me of the awful dressing we used t have in sec2 while we wasted our lives at heeren.
"Carnival" reminds me of the picnics I used t have with yewleng at almost any corner we could find.
"When you're looking like that" reminds me of the primary 6 days and silly puppy love on ____.
"Hold on" reminds me of the late night phone calls I used t make in sec 2-3.
I swear these brilliant lyrics and tunes capture images far more powerful than pictures can ever hold. In fact, it's almost like a re-enactment of a scenario.

But "Pachelbel's Cannon in D" and "A whole new world" remind me of a particular cousin.
Almost always leaves me overcomed with so much emotion, I'd just stare blankly into space & wished I'd never grown up.
I know it's impossible to the maximus he'll ever stumble upon this blog.
But I'd still like t make it known, that he's still my besterestest cousin.
I'd trade anything to bring me back to where he would sit me beside him while he played his piano pieces, or when we made "milo soup" at the little playground, or when we would fight till ginormous black and blues appeared, or when we would pluck limes from the tree for his mum t garnish the dishes, or when we played in the dark, or when he'd tell us jokes under the double decker bed, or when i sat through his piano recitals/ choir performances, or when he bought me ovaltine biscuits with his recess money when i followed my aunt t pick him up from school, or when i would sit nearby t wait for his chinese tuition t finally be over, or saturday's at his house and sundays at mine, or sleepovers at ardella's...
I told mumsie how much ardella and i missed him, abt how he's hardly even seen at family functions anymore.
She said "It's not how busy he is. People and time change. I guess he's just grown out of it."
How very shattering. ):
I miss you so terribly.

So anw, here's pachelbel's cannon in D major.
It's really beautiful.
I've requested several people to play it on the piano for me.
None has rlly "hit the spot".

Yuling took this vid.
It was the 2nd morning of dance camp, right after breakfast.
Huiqi and her nonsense about some contact lens solutn.
Up your volumes to listen to her talk.
Lol, she's darn cartoon luh.

BACK FROM LONG WEEKEND.

Mumsie invited kal over on the first night so we could go for ballet tgt the next morn.

We went night cycling & no, I hate the smell of Jasmine. Worse still, we stayed up to complete math when the family had all gone t bed.
And ba-boom, the refrigerator tripped or something, whole house was pitch black.
I scrambled t call Mumsie with the hp because, anything to avoid climbing those stairs t the second floor really.
"Connection error"
Brilliant.
Plan B. Run for our lives.
It took about 10 mins for the power to come back on.
The next morn. my aunt asked, "So is there going to be another stampede tonight?"

Ballet early the next morn., and afterwhich we went t my usual study place t complete homework.
Some fat, red undied guy who was busy boucing his boobs(I mean it. He was punching them and they were vibrating), was a pretty awful sight.
The barbeque on the second night was pathetic & the salmon was gross.
The adults seemed to have no complains. So I guess we were probably picky eaters, I don't know.
I had a horrible time sleeping cause Ardella's hair kept flicking onto my face & I probably drooled all over her hair.
Well too bad for her, but even worse for my mouth.

I collided into some canoeist while cycling the following morning(which is technically this morning).
He was on the cyclist's path mind you, and reading what seemed like a map.
I was like going at top speed. So fast, the noise from my phone seemed t almost get dispersed tgt with the wind.
When he realised I was gonna bump him, he held the front part of my bike with his oh so muscular hands, and my back wheel kinda got lifted right off the ground, sending me flying forward.
Thank god I landed on my feet.
usgdf,bsudbf,sjbflkbd

Would have died if I landed face down.
I would have looked like kimmy when she fell while fencing.
PRAISE THE LORD.

I've been analyzing, & just so you know, I'm not dead.
It is now fury to the point, I can no longer lay silent.
Why, is this game of great amusement to you?
You are irony, and more irony. Topped off with a whole lot of evil.

In your possession, she is filth.
Once flicked away, you play the most pitiful little animal to gain utmost sympathy.
But who'd have uncovered what was hidden beneath that mask?
Not her. Reason partially being that lovers cannot see each other's folly.

You, are a beast. The worst I've seen.
Heaven doesn't need an angel like her yet.
But hell sure needs a tyrant like you.

GO TO HELL FCKER.

(May I please emphasize this post has nth t do with the previous)

TA!

Almost caged and prettily stashed away, between the fine line of deception and truth.

Your grasp for my certainty fell upon them fragile fingers.

Do I posses the position, to shamelessly etch you an apology and still hold on to you, whilst I piece together the jigsaw of an obscured mind and soul?
Because I almost can't help but feel I'm beginning to need you more than you need you.

12:30:00 AM

Thursday, June 07, 2007

I saw this on bex's youtube acct & I replayed it dozens of times, still cracking me up everytime.
ENJOY!

11:22:00 AM

Wednesday, June 06, 2007

I saw you standing in the front row shaking wide eyed catastrophe.
Photos of dance camp.

It feels strange to be home. I'd rather be back at school, honest!
It's not particularly enjoyable sleeping all alone. & besides, being back home means no excuses left not to touch that chem/bio/math book.
I could sulk and moan all day just t wish I was back at camp!
And by the way, the feeling of being in control & not being controlled's awesumzxxzxz. It's like a whole new drive to camp :D
But, of course, if not for Olivia, Emily, Amni, Gladys, Klarissa, who slogged their arses off, we wouldn't be living our holiday resort life!
Jeepers, I love yall lah.


First day was long & draggy. Plus I'd gone for A math lesson from 9-12 & got introduced t another reason why I didn't take physics. Yes, Kinematics.
Afterwhich Derrick came & taught us this rly quick jive dance to C Aguilera's "candyman".
Here's one the seniors' did.

Okay, bear with the bad lighting & all. Almost all the videos are that way. Just enjoy the, um, silhouettes.

Then on the second day, he introduced us to Jazz.
I love jazz, it's alot more emotional. And shall I say, floaty.


Lunch was followed by more cheoreography. The seniors cheoreographed a dance that was pretty pathetic. But it was the effort & the time spent tgt that mattered, nevertheless.


After the farewell dinner, cakes and all that fuss, we had CLUBBING NITE. (Non alcholic of course. Excuse me, we have 13s there)
It was more than an hour of shaking, Huiqi and I woke up with aches this morning. Mine particularly concentrated around the abdomen ):
Fitri was still all high when we were really tired. I swear she was doing the Marilyn Manson & hopping+swinging her head all around.
She blacked out for awhle afterward. Haha.

Third day's amazing race was, screwed. It was a good thing Fitri, Klarissa, Olivia & I stayed tgt in the dance stud. station. Bex joined soon after.
It was aircon & more aircon + alot of lazing around, unlike those who had the gym & computer lab stations.
It was rly funny cause we started taking rly stupid vids :D :D





There, so all in all. I guess no cca would have had more fun than dance.
Wheeeehoo.
Okay, I need sleeeeeeeeeeeep.
Chalet tmr, or for the next 3 dyas at least.
Sheeeesh, Imma busy woman.

donkey giraffe cow hippopotamus horse bear says:
i heard when you sit on hot stuff
donkey giraffe cow hippopotamus horse bear says:
youd get boils or smth like that on your buttocks

Ohhhh yanyeeeee.

11:09:00 PM

Sunday, June 03, 2007

Photos from this weekend + a little Jamie camwhoring.
I didn't upload all the photos from the weekends though. Some were just meant for the private eye.
You get what I mean.
& I can explain the whole addiction to the camera okay.
Um, actually, it just kinda connected t me, for tonight only. Really.

I'll be away for dance camp for the next 3 days.
I haven't started packing, mind you.
I bet Yewleng's all hippity hoppity & all excited already.
Haha.
Missss me.

10:16:00 PM

When our destiny no longer hangs on ropes.

I think the computer obsession thing has really gotten into me.

I kicked the habit during the mid years but it rly seems t be leeching onto me now.

Jeez, I gotta shake it off, it's a distraction!

Ironically, it seems like aeons since I last used the IE.

My friendster's got new comments & messages & it seems long since I last entered anything in blogger.

But here's what I've been up to.

Friday:

Grouchy morning, results of a few hour slumber. At least the titration & QA went right, just about made me feel that dragging myself outta pigsty to school was all worth it.

3 hours of history followed chem prac., & I still know nuts about the fall of the Soviet Union.
Righto, Zilch, Zero. Brilliant waste of time.

Oh no wait, I know a Mikhail smth existed. [:

Then Yanyee wanted to date me. How could I ever say no?

We ate, like massively. & it was much sinful indulgent food yknow.

From NYDC's pasta/baked rice, to pretty "cheap" (inside joke) cupcakes, to dessert at clarke quay.

& maybe we really ought t commemorate 1st June. For I swear Yanyee did the most ridiculous & hilarious things everrrrr.

Probably made a fool of herself thrice.

But I shan't embarrass her here.

& Clarke Quay at night really brings back Sec 3 memories.

I rmb central shopping centre hadnt existed yet. & soom & I would bring sandwiches & sit by the old skunk river while I brood over a breakup.(No, really, I should have been rejoicing with champagne.)

Then soom wld go "Aiyahhhh, don't care about that stupid guy lah!"

Plus plus, I rmb we had just learnt balancing equations for chemistry. Cause I sorta recalled having a hard time with the worksheet NPH gave.

Ahhhhh, I swear Clarke Quay at night is like gorgeous to the maximus luh!

I mean, you don't have to be ard the cannery area, like the quiet spots are like... :]

Enough t make me glue my butt there for eternity.

Oh, but yans & I had like dessert at this Nectarie place.

Saturday:

I would really love to stay & tell you about Saturday.

But I'm too lazy to.

:D

***

Aight, so I decided that since I'm waiting for that pig t wake up, & also since I officially can't leave my room cause of some war I have with the people in the living room, I must as well pop by & finish the Saturday part.

Ballet in the morn. with kal. Miss Wenny was finally here after some food poisoning incident.

I still need some adjustments t french terms. Devant, Dessous, Dessus, Allegro blah blah yadda yadda. It's a whirlpool of odd and strange words lah. But Classy, I like. Hah.

Then I ran places.

Off to J8 for brunch, collect the contact lens solutn I left at Macs some two days ago, wing came, town to watch Blades Of Glory (which unfortunately only had one time slot + it was sold out & we settled for Zodiac instead), passed yans her lomo cam, plaza for dinner, & back t town again later in the evening.

My toes were in bad shape cause of ballet & some people didnt wanna let jamie sit. ):

Haha.

I really enjoyed dinner at Plaza though. Long time since I had Ayam Panggang.

:D *rubstummy.

Okay, gotta scoot.

I'mma go tanning later.

White's disgusting.

ciao.

1:17:00 AM