once; livingrequiem.

end of the requiem.

2005-01-18T15:21:00.000+08:00

All funerals must come to an end one day, no matter how lavish.
I looked upon my own from a distance, and the feeling is most decidedly curious. To see how people cared for you when you were alive, to hear their abstracted sobbing, to feel the mostly real grief unashamedly flowing out of their souls.
Then the priest raised his hands, and I could only listen, spellbound.
To my own requiem.
There was no high pianissimo soprano, no angel's choir. Only a doloroso réquiem, so full of grief they seemed to be singing my utter life story. An ordinary gathering of ordinary people singing their souls out to send mine off.
Suddenly what people think of me doesn't matter anymore.
Suddenly to die for angst doesn't really seem worthwhile.
Suddenly I wished to return and tell them to move on.
Like how I was about to.

and if I die before I wake,
I pray to the Lord my soul to take

I felt His hand pass across my face, and somewhere far away, I heard a chorus die down.

die, barbers.

2005-01-16T20:43:00.000+08:00

If I were to mention what exactly I would like to do to the psychophantic barbers in the idiotic barber shop at Bishan st 11 that calls itself "Donald Duck Barber Shop", it would take days.
I promise.
As you can see, I am in a pissed state. A VERY pissed state. (And I shouldn't be, considering I am Buddhist and supposed to let go of all emotions. In. Out. In. Out. Zen.)
&%@$&%&$%(* BARBERS.
Why do they NOT understand "trim the sides and don't touch the fringe"? This time, I didn't even use the infamous and extremely risky phrase "cut short short" which netted me a Toh-style haircut two years back. SIGHHH.
So don't mention the word hair in front of me. I might just go berserk from the lack of it.

2005-01-14T21:36:00.000+08:00

this is the point of no return;

s.h.e

2005-01-09T01:14:00.000+08:00

OHMIGOSHNESS.
S.H.EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.
It's absolutely exhilarating. Intoxicating. Totally!
Well when Phang and I filed into the Indoor Stadium we saw Kellie and Melly! They were sitting diagonally from us haha. Bought a lightstick from Kellie at $2.50 (AHH RIPOFF) cos had forgotten to buy outside. It turned out to be an incredible asset.
Waiting was okayyy. Waited for about half an hour while the sound system blared with Hou Niao playing 6 times in a row, then punctuated by Tong Kuai and the occasional Bie Shuo Dui Bu Qi. How lovely.
Phang and I amused ourselves by identifying the three old men in front of us as Sex Pervert, Ham Chi and Ediot. They were really quite wetblanketish =(.
Then it started, and they rose out of trapdoors on the floor (the stage's a group of three raised circles)in the Egyptian costumes that were for Bo Si Mao! It was almost exactly like the VCD, and after that was I.O.I.O. I.O.I.O was nice! Everybody got to sing that I.O.I.O part, and I think South was the loudest. Humphf HamChi wasn't singing at all! Phang and I worried that the whole thing would be a smaller imitation of the Taipei concert.
Then they stripped down to the silver costume thing, and went into the Yuan Fang, and Re Dai Yu Lin. Oh HOW SWEET. In Re Dai Yu Lin they rose on the petal things that because of the lighting looked like lilypads!
Then it was Ba Fen Zhong De Re Wu with Watch Me Shine and stuffage. Oh, and it was totally amusing because in Gei Wo Duo Yi Dian the mikes failed but they covered it up real well and said sth about our spirit that had overrode them! AHH how sweet <3. Gahhh everything's a whole exhilarating blur now.
I'll just talk about the songs I remember, although all of them were totally wonderful!
And they sang Ta Hai Shi Bu Dong and I just felt so sad although I never did with the cd version. There's a kind of magic with live singing I suppose.
And they screened a video of Qiang Wei Zhi Lian (The Rose) when they sang Hua Dou Kai Hao Le! Haha never knew Tao Zhe wrote Lor Da Hor... it seems that what songs they sang that night were immortalized. I originally didn't like Lor Da Hor and An Quan Gan, but now I'm in love with them. An Quan Gan was amusing because of the male dancers. The atmosphere is like totally intoxicating!
And they had a little video about S.H.E's Di Yi Ci in everything, and you can really tell they've come a long, long way! Then they started singing Lian Ren Wei Man and that was nice too!
GAHH the whole sequence is screwed but heck. It's just totally wonderful!
Then they rose up in sequence (after a costume change). First was Hebe in a red Oriental fluffy gown with large embroidered flowers and she carried a Japanese umbrella. She sang Ai Qing Hai Yang. Then came Selina in a flowy geisha-ish gown, and she sang Believe. Finally was Ella in this short Oriental dress that didn't really suit her, but everything became bliss when she started singing Chang Xiang Si! Then they all stripped down to the jungle thing and sang Shi Mian Mai Fu. AHH the Long Men Ke Zhan is still so amusing.
Oh gah I can't remember any more songs in the jungle suits, so I shall jump to the angelwhite costumes part.
The male angel came out, and danced to Swan Lake, then went down again and Remember started! It was totally nice as usual, and they also sang favorites like Ai Ne. After a while it was Mei Li Xin Shi Jie, and they had the marvelous costumes, the Jack In The Box and the balloons that fell out of the sky. And then all the dancers took out their big hands and they did Beauty Up My Life, which was so totally cute! Oh, somewhere around here there was Only Lonely, which was really nice because we all did the hand-shaking thing with the Dalalala!
Oh, then they asked us whether we wanted them to sing new songs, then they got on the dolphins and sang Hou Niao. Gosh Hebe has gotten rid of her fear of heights! <3 how sweet.
Then they talked about the tsunamis and stuff and as a tribute they sang some friend-ly songs like Fen Xiang. Then they thanked all the crew and to thank the fans they sang Mo Li!
After Mo Li was Always On My Mind, which scared me because in the VCD it ended after Always On My Mind. They went down and the lights all went out. But then we screamed and screamed and screamed. Stupid Sex Pervert and Ham Chi left at this point. Phang wanted to leave too, and I ignored him and just screamed!
Then the drummer started getting us to shout S.H.E, S.H.E, S.H.E-! And they came back up again in black leather outfits and sang Tong Kuai. Everybody went crazy and stood up. Was afraid I was blocking the people behind me, so ran to the front aisle place. Stupid Phang didn't come with me. Then throughout Tong Kuai Melly Kellie and I were like standing and waving our lightsticks. Then OMG they sang SuperStar! Forced Phang down and we just went crazy and kept screaming and screaming. AHHH how exhilarating. Super Star will never be the same again!
Then it really ended and we had to go home =(.
Goshness it was terrific.

thank god it's friday.

2005-01-07T21:19:00.000+08:00

Whee I was about to blog yesterday but then got caught halfway =(.
Haha today was interesting so I shall blog about it!
After flagraising was the PTG briefing at LT2 and I only realized after Limny (Y sounds better than E in any case) was in the middle of talking. Rushed there and heard a bit of it. Kept thinking that Janey Sim looks like Abby. Whee.
Then was Math. It was quite boring and disrupted (oh the HORROR) because (sadly, really) nobody really pays much attention to Leetk. Joseph was sitting beside me to copy my answers and I amused myself by erhemly harassing him. He had the bad fortune to be caught writing "LTKTT" on my foolscap paper when Leetk walked past.
...It stood for Lee Teck Kong Thigh Touching. Haha think Math lesson will get better soon ^^. We're learning factorisation!
Then was PE. Oh, DISASTERRR. I knew I should have done more exercise rather than just one time of measly ten rounds round the Toa Payoh Sports Complex. Ran so slowly that Junhong and Mingyang overtook (haha they have waterpolo training, so good!) me, and EnYi and Jiaguang sprinted up at the last moment.
Did height and weight afterwards. Am 48-157, which is... okay. HAHA Phang is fat! Went back to 2O and 2M and harassed some people.
Then was CS, which was uhh okay. The teacher seems generally okay (albeit the old abitboring socks pull high high hair put gel and comb to the side sort), only Joseph wasn't listening and instead trying to shock Benji (literally). Learnt about files and stuffage.
Chinese was fun! Attempted to write a compo that did NOT use wanlaijujing, but failed horribly. SIGH I depend on it far too much. Ended up with some weird story about a young blind lady and reflecting on something that totally made no sense. Lala read Jonlee's compo and it was sooo cool! The first part at least .__.
Then was Science, which was very very fun too! As with the style of my class, we veered a bit off-topic and got a half an hour discussion on genetics which was really rather interesting. HAHA stupid Joseph and Benji were changing Welcome to My Life to Welcome to XXY, and it was really hilarious once you got the innuendo. Did a worksheet thingie and apparently, I'm a dynamic learner.
Then went with Joseph and Hiippy to SIM and met Jiawei, Phang and Alvin there. I think I wasted quite a lot of money buying the student's meal, because I never did claim my second drink and second bowl of soup. We commented on how lax the security of SIM was, because you could just walk out without paying and if anyone asked, you could say you were going to the toilet. And bring your bag along for selfdefense because you might meet rapists in the toilet, but that doesn't really make sense because you can just have sex with them anyway.
Fine, I'm feeling weird today. Then we went to Poolside for ED, and Phang got all excited because the waterpolo guys were spreading their legs. I think we really can't do the ED documentary for IRS anymore, because CAP takes charge and stupid, STUPID Alvin joined Koolkids so there isn't anyone and two people (Phang and I) are really kinda stupid.
Listened to a long talk by Mr Chng on SYF, and wondered how we were EVER going to get the script out in time. Then did the character biographies thing which was really rather interesting, except that Alvin and Hiippy didn't really develop their characters very thoroughly (... Alvin for some reason modeled his after Mommy, HELLO?). Did some lame thing about Hiippy molesting Alvin, which totally didn't make sense because Hiippy, according to himself, is supposed to be a hardworking aboveboard businessman that earnt his first billion by 23. (Come everybody, let's press the period button THRICE.)
...
I really liked Darrell's character! Not just because it was thorough, but because all the events really tied up well to form a beautifully neurotically disturbed man. Him and Jerry made a nice duo, although Phang's and Karweng's were HILARIOUS. IT WAS LIKE, TOTALLY UNEXPECTED AND BEAUTIFUL.
AHAHAHAHA.
Had to leave early and go for Parent Teacher Gathering. Ate (notsonice) dinner early at 5, went for briefing and then went to our stations. Jet, Nat and I (Clemmie joined us later) were at a really ulu place - the end of Block C, near Drama Center. For the whole first half hour nobody came .__.
Amused ourself by doing stupid things like throwing rocks to erode the floor, throwing rocks to break the lamps and throwing a lump of BluTack (affectionately known as Clemmie's baby) around. Quite a lot of people passed by, including Reuben, ShiuYuan and TaiBoon.
Then people started coming in, and we got down to business. After the parents were all in the Audi/DC, went to stuff ourselves with the reception! YUMYUM the fruit tarts were nice. I ate 9. The chicken wings weren't. I ate 1. The donuts weren't. I ate 1.
=)Then it was rather late, around 8 so we just tidied up and went home. Here I am!
Yay am excited! S.H.E is tomorrow. It'll be rather exilarating to just scream the lyrics and do not care about tone, pitch, covering your voice and finding a focus and worst of all, whether "Strummin' on the old banjo" starts on the offbeat of the fourth beat or the first beat.
Haha so I must go and work on my Lit, Math and CNY OT homework now. Sucks to ~~your ass-mar~~ the links and the tagboard.
BYEEE.

turkeys

2005-01-04T22:23:00.000+08:00

Whee as you can see, my new blog is up. No links/flooble/(should I have bgmusic?) yet, but heck. I was getting tired of the stupid eye from outoforder that I ripped from somewhere.
Oh no. Am inexplicably reminded of the wobbly advert about PIRACY IS STEALING and Hiippy proclaiming Be Hip - Honour IP. Somehow I can't imagine people that are taking out camcorders and getting ready to record to movie suddenly breaking out in tears, flinging the camcorders aside and going, "I... I... I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE! I'm not a thief, dammit. I wouldn't steal a movie!" and then offering their hands to burly policemen that then come in and handcuff them.
Oh crap I'm rambling again. Who cares! School's started and it seems quite promising so far. The Chinese project sounds fun, Mr Cheng's the same as ever, and Mrs Koh seems OKAYYY despite the three Rs (Recycle, Reuse, Reduce!) and the stupid animal thing which wasn't really of any use. WHEE I am a cannibalistic turkey!
WOW I just read through all of that and perhaps it's just err beginning-of-school-enthusiasm. At least I'm not as bad as the scary person from 1L that thinks orientation isn't over and shouts HWACHONG to get the attention of his classmate. (Well I did that too, but not so louddddd! CRINGEEE). Our juniors are okay in any case! Other than stupid Jay Seetow who thinks I'm nice to bully and pinches me and steps on my foot and whips me with his stupid waterbottle strap... Gah.
And I think I better go, so adieu for now! (Oh, and I just realized that I've been really dumb for the whole history of my blog-writing for the simple reason that I'm not supposed to be using h1 tags for all my titles. But heck! A new year is a new beginning =)).

think of me;

2004-12-31T10:13:00.000+08:00

Christine

Think of me
think of me fondly,
when we've said goodbye.
Remember me once in a while -
please promise me you'll try.

When you find that, once
again, you long
to take your heart back and be free -
if you ever find a moment,
spare a thought for me

We never said
our love was evergreen,
or as unchanging as the sea -
but if you can still remember
stop and think of me . . .

Think of all the things
we've shared and seen -
don't think about the things
which might have been . . .

Think of me,
think of me waking,
silent and resigned.

Imagine me,
trying too hard to put you
from my mind.

Recall those days
look back on all those times,
think of the things
we'll never do -
there will never be a day,
when I won't think of you . .

We never said
our love was evergreen,
or as unchanging as the sea -
but please promise me,
that sometimes you will think
o-o-o-.... of me!

orientation

2004-12-29T21:30:00.000+08:00

Dalala am frantically trying to blog now before my parents come home (Yifang, if you're reading this, hush!) because they'll make me sleep for reasons I'll ... state later!
Lala orientation was FUN. Totally! Hokay I shall start on the FIRST DAY.
FIRST DAY!
Whee woke up reallyreally early and reached sch at ... 6.05am. Was late =(! Went through briefing and got to do registration. Meaning; take attendance of group 13, pass them the survival guide and souvenir water bottle. It's quite a challenging job if you're planning to reserve two waterbottles for Jerry and yourself, but still resisting the downcast faces of the OHSOCUTE sec 1s when they discover that you pass them the red bottles that ... aren't very popular, let's just say. Apparently I was supposed to give them the cheers list too, but Jerry passed it to them later x).
Then went to auditorium for a really monotonous talk by Bala and Mr. Jeffrey Lim about... Oh this batch is really special because you guys are the pioneer people of HCI, and you must do HCI proud! You also must not throw rubbish on the floor because that will make the floor dirty!
... Oh wells. Returned to classrooms and did icebreakers and cheers with Group 13. Discovered that (oh DUH) Jerry is a far better peptalker than me! I had zero idea of how to go about doing it and just went GROUP THIRTEEN! (OY!)
Then taught them how to buy food in the canteen (!) and went for yet another session in the auditorium. Learning of schoolsong plus principal's address. Realized that Mr Hon says nearly the same thing every year (regarding the Zi Qiang Bu Xi being impossible to translate to english).
Dalalaa things got more interesting after that. Concurrent sessions with Knock Me Down and Floury Fun! Games are quite complicated la, so I won't bother to blog about it here. Suffice to say they had fun! =)
Ooh Ooh then WATERBOMB. Some people run (both ways), some people throw. I hide.
Then saw GuanYu and YaoLei with the humongous bucket full of .... flour + water bombs! Took one, but didn't have the heart to throw at anyone .__. Eventually gave it to someone who threw it at someone else. Oh damn Yifang just came in and told me to go sleep. Shall continue blogging this tomorrow (or more likely) not at all!
(Shall give in to my err. perfectly natural adolescent poor-me attitude and rant about myself before showing strong juxtaposition to bring out emphasis! ^^)
Ouch my butt hurts. I got two needles because of whatever fever (oohlala 39.2) and sinusitis (so what else is new!) and ... TADA throat inflamation (no prizes where THAT came from!). And I think I bit my lip or something and there's a big white swelling thing.
But hey, orientation rawks my socks. Love you all buddies, ot, seniors and juniors!
(Oh Yifang is REALLY getting me off now. =( BYEE!)

PotO

2004-12-21T15:19:00.000+08:00

I've discovered I am extraordinarily obsessed with the Phantom of the Opera, the main reason being Susan Kay's novel (which, I might add, is MUCH better that Gaston Leroux's original version =P). I never did like Raoul very much, so there. The second and third reasons are quite easy to guess. They're Sarah Brightman (though she's not acting in the movie but heck) and Emmy Rossum. Her screen test was quite good, although a tad strained (but hey, who am I to judge ^^).
And despite my fervour and fanaticism, I have failed to find the theme song. Gawd I suck ^^.

Christine
In sleep he sang to me,
in dreams he came
that voice which calls to me
and speaks my name
And do I dream again?
For now I find
the Phantom of the Opera
is there - inside my mind...

Erik
Sing once again with me
our strange duet
My power over you
grows stronger yet
And though you turn from me,
to glance behind,
the Phantom of the Opera
is there - inside your mind...

Dalala. But I'm not dying of the absence yet. I keep listening to Angel of Music (the Sarah Brightman version), which is quite good. I'm obsessed with the last part at any case, the reason being the large amount of semitones (yes, I'm weird).

But I shall not expound more on this fascinating topic, for the main reason that I have quite a lot of things to do. For my sanity and to prevent me from rushing off to read yet another Charmed book that Phang lent me (I don't know why I read them; they're quite trashy. Prue is a wet blanket, Piper a bimbo with no clue of handling relationships and Phoebe a rice bucket. I daresay Paige is no better either. ^^), I'm going to write another list down (it's for ME, not you, so there).
So here it is.
1. Chinese exercises.
2. Revise Jap.
3. Do Music Theory
4. Read Tian Ya Ming Yue Dao
5. Read Merchant of Venice and stop mixing up Salerio and Solanio
6. Do ACE.
7. Finish up CAP Portfolio.
8. Find someone to watch Phantom of the Opera with.

离别

2004-12-17T21:14:00.000+08:00

离别时候，总会感到心里有些空空的。
之前知道，所谓的心里准备，是种虚拟的滋味。直到你真正体会到离别的那一刻，你看着她的背影慢慢地走开之前，胸口的那种紧紧的滋味是完全无法想象的。安慰也是没用的，因为沧海茫茫，每一个人的体验和生活经验都是不同的，没有人能真正体会到另一个人的感受。
我也只能静静地看着她离开。
四年的教诲是无法分秒中擦掉的。我也不想让她的记忆随风而去。我要让她永远活在我心中，以方程和等差数列代替离别的悲伤，让心中无悔恨。我要做的到。
人有悲欢离合，月有阴晴圆缺，此事古难全。但愿人长久，千里共婵娟。

长相思

2004-12-12T22:55:00.000+08:00

离开人离了心不开
等待等成迫不及待
不在是现在不在或永远不再
越爱越怕坠落悬崖
难捱自从寂寞以来
青苔把泪眼都覆盖
心海已心如死海浪花再不开
尘埃却又惹来澎湃
长相思长几个夜晚
长相思不如长相伴
若拥抱时光太少太短青春多荒凉
长相思长不过天长
长相思太长心不安
怕就怕春光灿烂成遗憾意难忘

寻寻觅觅，
冷冷清清，
凄凄惨惨戚戚。
乍暖还寒时候，
最难将息。
三杯两盏淡酒，
怎敌他、晚来风急？
雁过也，
正伤心，
却是旧时相识。

满地黄花堆积。
憔悴损，
如今有谁堪摘？
守著窗儿，
独自怎生得黑？
梧桐更兼细雨，
到黄昏、点点滴滴。
这次第，
怎一个、愁字了得！

Crap. I'm on a Jeffrey-style binge. The last part isn't in it; but the meaning's nice and it's the second verse so I thought I'll just put it in anyway. And if you don't know what I'm talking about, you deserve to be shot.

sims

2004-12-10T13:56:00.000+08:00

Argh. The Beakers is the weirdest house I've played so far. And conclusion: Sims 2 is kinky.
Okay I started off which Circe (female) and Loki (male) married, and their friend Nervous (male) living in with them. Then one fine day, Loki was out and Nervous was sleeping, and Circe's social bar was ultra low. So what did I do? I got her to get her friend Meredith (female) over. Then I got them talking et cetera et cetera. Then Nervous woke up, so I focused on him. And when I got back to Circe and Meredith, guess what they were doing! KISSING. And I went to Circe's Memories and there was one on "Had an Affair", "Kissed Meredith for First Time" and "Made Out with Meredith". Oh, and Meredith's status in Circe's friends bar was "Crush".
Hehe then I decided to go overboard. Over the next few days, Nervous got a Crush on Loki's colleague Pascal (male) who came over one day, made out with him on the rooftop and caressed his stomach (Pascal). Pascal had originally gotten pregnant by getting abducted by aliens, see. Then Loki fell in love with Nervous, who didn't mind and they started jumping into each other's arms. Tried to get Nervous to Kiss Romantically Abhijeet (a male neighbour), but he rejected. Nervous kept thinking about it for three more days.
Thank goodness everybody's working hours are different. At least they get some ... privacy.
Crap I am getting attached to my Sims. The other day Ophelia died of old age and I was so heartbroken. But she still haunts Johnny though. Johnny was cooking when she popped out of the stove. Poor him peed in his pants and his hygiene went all the way to 0.

As you can see, I'm addicted to Sims 2. WHEE.

n x

2004-12-08T22:05:00.000+08:00

Oh. My. Pomp. NX is coming out TOMORROW 3pm live!
Which means, Moonlight Sonata Movement 3 (agitato presto), Monster Express, Festival of Ghost 2 (Sneak) are all available! AHH I shall watch the sneak video all over again. Andand, Amadeus and %10 are now smaller! And there are rings! And stuff!
AHHHHH.

Oh, and now according to Kellie (although she's been saying it for AGES) Christmas is almost here! And I shall post a beautiful christmas carol that all of us know and love ^^. Someone taught me a few years back, can't really remember >.<

[Intro music]

Jack and Jill went up the hill,
to look for a well.
But when they went to the top,
they found there was no well.

No well, oh no well,
On the hill was no well.
Jack and Jill went in vain
to find there was no well.

Santa Claus' name,
is easy to spell.
It's S-A-N-T-A
but there is no L.

No L, oh no L,
Santa's name has no L.
It's S-A-N-T-A
but there is no L.

Yes, it's tremendously lame. And Santa's name does have an L but heck.
I always thought Noel was a bit ohbiang. But hey, we keep winning every year! AHH fond memories of doing spastic hand movements with Darren and Moses.

Fine I'm rambling. And NX IS OUTTT. OH MY POMPYPOMPYPOMP. BYE.

yuchang

2004-12-05T17:00:00.000+08:00

茫茫沧海中，有我一片舟，碧海蓝天为伴。
啊我随青舟航，航向海天会，海鸥青风为舞。
我把网儿抛撒，像我飞扬的心。
我将儿女情丝，关怀于碧海蓝天。
滚滚江水东流，洗去尘劳忧伤。
喜见鱼虾满船，温暖在我的心房。
晚霞红鱼帆，快乐歌声扬，自由自在倘佯。

Whee I remembered it! BWEEEH.
I do like Shi En's AHHH. Heavenly.

back

2004-12-05T10:10:00.000+08:00

WHEE. I am feeling totally weird today! But shall not blog about Melbourne because I don't feel like it! Guess why? I'm feeling totally weird today!
Shall list down the things I have to do, to prevent me from rushing off and making Pollination Technition #9 and Lydia Best Friends by continually giving each other friendly hugs (one's an elder, another's a child, so that's the only option available =( ).
1. Do weird chinese exercise Dad gave me.
2. Do 2nd weird chinese exercise Dad gave me.
3. Finish chapter on Periodic Table.
4. Finish reading the three lit books.
5. Do ACE on how various powers in the Incredibles relate to and are unconscious manifestations of social concerns and responsibilities experienced by people of various stations in life (damn I don't think that's the correct term but heck).
6. Complete bloody polynomial theorem project by researching on blahblahblah.
7. Exercise, dammit. The only exercise I've done in this whole holiday is running 10 laps in the Toa Payoh stadium with Irene (fine I was fibbing. >.< running 8 laps and walking 2.) Am desperately unfit.
8. Write FP poems that I've already gotten ideas for.
9. Finish Chapter 7 of Shadows of the Past about You-Don't-Know-Who and You-Know-Who.
10. Write reflections for my CAP Portfolio.
11. Revise cheers and prepare for buddying in the Orientation thingie.

Blahbetty blah. Since I have so much things to do, I should procrastinate by writing an eulogy for Melly's Poetic Review Style which I promised her.

Dearly beloved, we all are here to mourn the loss of the Kismet Poetic Review, which we have all come to know and love.
I still remember the very first time I saw this magical, wonderful style of reviewing, I was utterly shellshocked. Every word, every return was brought out to masterful effect, and it was a living symbol of Kismet's genius. Every single review, no matter what poem it was for, was a masterpiece on it's own.
After a few months at fictionpress, I have encountered it numerous times, and I'm sure all of you out there have too. Each of us have experienced its beauty, its wonder, its out-of-this-world poetic brillance.
I'm sure that in all budding authors, the review is one of the motivations to write. The gratification you get when you know that there's someone out there that is reading your work, and has something to say is simply unbelievable. And the Kismet Poetic Review the most of all.
In essence it represents the unique driving force to continue writing, to continually strive for excellence. And sadly, in Fictionpress' drive for efficiency, the carriage returns that define it have been eliminated. This integral part of our writing culture is no more.
And one wonders whether our writing will ever be as good as before, without the Kismet Poetic Review to push us forward. And thus, there is an increasing need to improve ourself even further. To prove to the spirit of the KPR that its legacy will go on, that its work had not been undone.
But before we can start worrying about the living, we should mourn the dead. And in respect of the KPR, let us all observe one minute of silence.

reflections

2004-11-26T10:12:00.000+08:00

I have decided that I have been reflecting a good deal the past day. Which is probably due to the fact that I let my mind wander and think of all sorts of ridiculous things (which by the way, is my definition of reflecting. Not a very accurate one, but it'll do) whenever I am confronted with the Sims 2 loading screen which stays for quite a long period of time (Sims 2 is 2 GB see =)).

And I have concluded that children are more mature than teenagers (I have no right to consider the life of an adult for the main reason I have not experienced it first-hand yet).

Consider this. Teenagers are in many ways foolish. And when you consider in detail each way they(we) act against reason, it all comes back to the same issues with encounter in Lit class - insecurity and sense of identity.

I remember asking my sister when I was P4 or 5 why did she use expressions like "n", "k", and "buaiz" in MSN. The last one was particularly a mystery to me because unlike the other two, it did not serve the purpose of abbreviating typed messages. Later I learnt 1337 and it became all that much stranger. What (remote and exotic) use did alternating caps and replacing i with ¡ and so on serve?

And now I must confess that as a teenager, I often use all these quirks in my speech, and I still have no idea why. Is it a bandwagon effect, an innate and unconscious desire to sound cool (all ending up with the insecurity issue again) or what? Oh wells. I suppose it's just some of the quirks that come with adolescence.

But not only the way that we adorn our speech has changed. It's the whole issue of obsession with sex and anything remotely connected to it. The days in P3 that if someone whispered tentatively, "sex" the whole room would deaden in a collective hush have been replaced by those in secondary school that everybody declares, "F**k! F**k! F**k!" (or maybe something even worse) and everyone else would lean forward eagerly like hungry hyenas.

I do think that even though we're two generations (or maybe even more) apart, I agree with Jane Marple in A Carribean Mystery (Agatha Christie). Sex is better as a forbidden thing than something that you're required to go through before you're 20. (That's not her exact words, and it's sloppy to paraphrase, but I've returned the book to the library see.) Oh, how old-fashioned I am. Who cares. The whole point is that the current adolescent has a whole unhealthy obsession with sexual intercourse.

Oh, and finally the hormones messing up your mind during adolescence. I remember when I was prepubescent I could play Catching and Pepsi Cola and whatever games lower primary students play nowadays with members of the opposite gender in a ratio of about 1 to 40 and nobody would say anything. And nowadays everybody seems to think their particular love is all their entire life revolves around. It really seems rather stupid once you've gotten over it. But when you haven't, well... I suppose we can just enjoy the whole process =). I still kinda prefer the quiet joy that comes with soulful big eyes and sincere "I love you Mommy" (no, no references to fake adolescent families here) than the passion which thankfully, I've tasted but not eaten.

of course this whole argument about children being more mature (or maybe blissful is a better word) hinges on the ideal/stereotype of them being innocent, loving, cute kids. And thus it would be undercut by the messages brought out by Lord of the Flies, I'm the King of the Castle and The Butcher Boy about children prepossessing the evil found in adults. But that's beside the point.

In most children at least, ignorance is bliss. And in all humility, I confess that I am just another foolish (in reason and not in knowledge) adolescent that persists in my suffering.

It has just occured to me that instead of reflecting about mindless things like the above, I would be better off reflecting on my works and putting it in my CAP portfolio. And now I end this ramble to alt-tab back to Sims 2 so that I can feed my obsession of letting Ophelia and Johnny Try for Baby in the local community lot dressing room.

P.S. Off to Melbourne from today till 4th Dec, so don't SMS me.

this is for you

2004-11-25T21:26:00.000+08:00

Sighh. How warped can this world be.

Very, it seems. I get allegations from dear Kanzy that I am passionately in love with a lovesick (with good reason) maternal canine that does nothing but silently (even more stealthily than Misaki!) hop from blog to blog and take phrases that sound remotely impressive (it's called English, dear) and fit in with her ideal of oh-I-love-him-and-he-loves-me-too.

This is for you. You better be honoured, it's the second one.

do you know i love you?
it's cliche, but it's true;
and it rhymes some more.
now i feel like a whore.

shall stop rhyming, i suck at it.
damn, i really envy your charm and wit.

-

i've known you for so long now.
and that's how long my heart has hurt.
i'm bleeding inside;
and that's why i chose this path.

well, i'm sorry.
it all seems so... wrong.
but it's all for you, dammit.

and hey, i'm not perfect.
(you are, though).
this is our infinitedimensional world;
things are never one sided.
people aren't either.

they're goodbadugly;
and guess what?
war violence bloodshed
drugs riots sex.
our world.
(you?)

you disappeared when i needed you.
i reached across the aisle
and you just weren't there.
now i'm all alone,
thoughts are my only companions.

and so i miss you.
you're not here,
to see my tears,
or to hear my woes.

you liedd.

but you still love me, don't you?
while we may gallivant,
i will try, you will try, and
at least, we try.

2004-11-23T21:22:00.000+08:00

i've forgotten how devastating you could be.

HAIR

2004-11-22T21:50:00.000+08:00

I seem to be cursed to have one disaster haircut every year. Last year it was the amazing Toh-style, which totally does not fit my head and attracts Jeremys from a mile away to molest your head. This year it is the wonderful SaltedEggy-style, which looks even worse.

Strangely, both haircuts have short fringes. I must remember to ask the darn haircutter (is that the proper name?) to LEAVE MY FRINGE ALONE. Now my forehead looks as big as, well, it really is. Which is BAD. *shudders at BAD, BAD memories of stupid Jerome digitally altering my p5 japan photo to well, augment the size of my forehead*.

Not-so-strangely, both haircuts were administered at Ten Dollar Shops. Or maybe that's simply because that's where the vast majority of my haircuts are administered. I haven't gone to the barber since some Auntie from the market (think it's the one selling mee jiam kueh) claims that the barbers at the Donald Duck Barber Shop (the one near Cedric's house) molests ah-sohs. Now, how disastrous would it be if someone as PRETTY as me is violated! *strikes S.H.E pose*.

Whee. Shall not be hiao nor talk about my hair in detail anymore, lest people say I am under the influence of Jonathan (ew) or Junnies (EEEEEEH).

Byes!

ode to oli

2004-11-20T13:28:00.000+08:00

Thank you, Olinda, for being a source of inspiration for me.

You've been a real role model to me; how you've developed and matured through the entire series has been something that I will never forget. You've really been the perfect mixture of talent and character. It's not only been entertaining watching you sing; it's a whole learning journey.

You've taught me to look beyond the surface, to ~~see~~ perceive those powerful vocals and wonderful humor in that nondescript (but still really adorable) face. I admit, the first time I saw you I didn't think you could go far, but it seems that today I have to eat my words (you REALLY have a long way to go, beyond SI).

On a darker tone, you've let me see the clouds beyond that silver lining. How evil can truimph over good, and (negligibly) cute males that cannot sing but capture the heart of hapless adolescents and lovestruck women alike can proceed further in a singing competition than somebody as dynamic and talented as you.

On the other hand, you've really been the epitome of strength; you've shown that you can go beyond failures and mistakes (no, not on your part. SINGAPORE's part) to really shine, and leave footsteps that are indelible though the winds of time erase the tracks of others who just walk through my life.

And finally, you've shown me the true meaning of the word idol - it is a new feeling for me to appreciate, to look up to, to respect somebody based on their talent and ability, and more importantly so, how they use their talent to touch the lives of those around them.

Don't ever give up, dear. You have a long, long way to go.

oli

2004-11-18T21:04:00.000+08:00

olinda. olinda. olinda.

ophir once more

2004-11-15T14:53:00.000+08:00

Wheees-! Am feeling not-so-angsty now, so shall blog about the camp in detail.
The trip to the camp was very boring .__. Forced Ellie to play Vampire and Hei Bai Pei with me. Ahahas. Bought curry puffs + mega pack of smarties at the Lucky Garden stopover. Hee the toilet was ... urgh.
Finally reached the resort. Ate a not-so-nice-if-you-compare-to-other-resorts-standard lunch, and then gathered in the weird meeting room for packing + unpacking. The teachers gave out stuffage like vitamin C pills, gas canisters, mess tins and chocolate to all the teams.
Then the climb! Checkpoints 1-4 wasn't all that bad, it was almost like walking up stairs. Fun though. Was ahead of schedule by a whole darn lot. Then came the camp! We had great fun splashing around in the water hehe. The pool's really nice.
Then came dinner. At 5. Hahas Shao Jie, Yonglin and I pooled together all the food we got. Cup noodles with canned salmon teriyaki tastes really good! ^^.
Watched some other people try unsuccessfully to light a fire. The wood was too wet I think ._.
OOOH the toilet! Clemmie and I went to visit it, and discovered that it was ... state-of-the-art! The utter pinnacle of mankind's technological advancements! A pit in the ground with two logs spanning its width for you to squat on if you want to poo! HAHA we were visiting it again and again every five minutes ^^.
Then night fell, and there was nothing to do so we just walked around visiting all the other tents. Entertained myself by shining my torch into Terence's face so that Nat could ... violate him.
Whees slept after that. Tried to, at least. Discovered that my bag was NOT a good pillow because there were lots of bulky stuffage inside. Decided to use my stack of clean clothes instead, but after searching in the dark for five minutes I found it stuck under the legs of our dear sleeping beauty Shao Jie. Finally fell asleep without any pillow ^^.
Woke up at 4 for breakfast. The Ritz biscuits that you put the cheese on yourself is nice ^^. OMG the stars are, beautiful. You can see LOTS of them everywhere! Could pick out a few constellations. <333.
Started off for the summit after that. It was all really dark, so we had to use our torches. Sadly, after a while my torch started flickering because previously I had used it as the illuminating light in our tent. So had to rely on Yonglin who was standing infront of me ^^.
KFC (acronym for Killer something something or Kilometer something something) was quite scary. Imagine a 45-degree or steeper slope, where you climb 2-3 foot high steps that are partitioned by roots (thank goodness for them!). Suddenly the first day seemed chickenfeet.
Checkpoint 6-7 was really fun. There was lots of boulders, sheer rock cliffs (where you hold on to the rope and go up; think there's a technical term which I've forgotten) and caves. A total relief from the stamina-killing KFC.
7-Summit was crazy. Poor Howie behind me sprained/hurt his knee, so our group went slowly. Soon lost track of the people in front of us. There was lots of mud/muck everywhere, which made me dread cleaning my shoes. After a treck in the jungle, we had lots of boulders + roots again. Almost 60-70 degree incline here.
SUMMIT! It was ... okay. We were above the clouds and you could see vague glimpses of everywhere, so the view was quite pretty. But unlike what you would expect, it was VERY HOT. The sun was hell.
So was the trip down. Basically because we were all out of water and dehydrating like crazy. But I was one of the first few following Cheng down, so got to camp quite fast =). Was so thirsty I just drank Pure Malaysian Spring Water. Oh wells. I don't see myself dying.
Then packed and stuff and headed down. BLAH FINALLY we reached civilization. Checked into our rooms and I bathed. Ate another substandard-resort dinner and had some iCouncil meeting. Damn I'm afraid I might be kicked out of icouncil. No, I'm not joking. Wasn't in the egroups for the larger part of this year, so participated in really few activities this year, and during the evaluation thingie Maumu asked me whether since I was so passive I thought whether I deserved the councillor badge >.<. Oh wells. Chuan2 Dao4 Qiao2 Tou2 Zi4 Ran2 Zhi2. It's an experience nevertheless.
Had supper, and then was really tired so went straight to bed. Heard from benben the next day that some arcane activities were going on during the night involving Tingwei forcing the Sec1s to a game of Strip Tai-Tee and Nat being the dealer. Which is, a really potent combination. Nat can just shuffle the cards and Benben will end up having quadruple twos. So guess who got stripped to nothing in the end ^^? Our dear senior Tingwei ^^.
Nothing much happened on the third day. Played lots of Tai-Tee inside Benben's room, which eventually mutated into a party involving bridge and karaoke. Haha JY walked in to Tingwei giving us a sex ed talk involving the number of sperm that is produced during each ejaculation :S. Think it's 600 million. Actually, who cares ah :S.
Ate a lunch in which I went vegetarian - tiny portions of rice + achar + watermelon. ^^ Then went home after that. Bus ride home seemed much shorter because I slept the whole way. Jeremy and Toh were playing this game called Box on Toh's uncle's handphone, while I think the Sec 2s were playing this lame game called Polar Bear which reminded me of Rapist which I played in Fukuoka during P5 ^^.
Reached Singapore. Whee!

ophirr

2004-11-14T22:02:00.000+08:00

am in no mood to blog, but actually that equates to no mood to do anything else.
shall no descend into self-pitying state in which i keep dwelling on ms which is NOT WORKING.

MAPLESTORYMAPLESTORYMAPLESTORYMAPLESTORY.

don't bother about me; i'm just another addicted guy denied. [hee you can sing that to the tune of close every door ^^] ahh wells. shall blog really short.

suffice to say that the ophir trip was quite fun. listening to encore now, which is very very nice. my heart bleeds everytime i read the izhoukan article about s.h.e working so hard and suffering. poor them.

byes.

(maplestory-?)

the utter horror

2004-11-10T13:17:00.000+08:00

I am totally, fully traumatised by my own actions. Mortified. HORRIFIED.
I finally had a nice, slackie morning which had the potential of being VERY productive. I could watch my S.H.E concert vcds, read my Lit texts, do my Chem hw, do my Chi hw, tidy up my table, play the piano, play O2Jam, play Pharaoh, write this poem that I've thought through in my mind, write a really angsty blog post flaming this evil, inconsiderate, thoughtless ~~bytch~~ girl, finish packing my Mt Ophir bag, visit the MS website every 5 minutes to see whether they'd solved the IEXPLORE.EXE problem yet, visit the Sims 2 website in anticipation of Ellie lending me his sister's pirated and may-not-work version of Sims 2, work on my math project, even [GRIMACE] exercise.
What a morning full of potential. At least half of the morning was spent productively. I watched the first half of the S.H.E concert vcd. And after that? Because of that BLASTED flu jab I got yesterday in preparation for Ophir, I got so drowsy I went to sleep.
SLEEP. SLEEP. Who naps at ELEVEN o'clock in the morning like a pig on narcotics? Me, it seems.
Blahblahblah now I shall do some of the things above.

bdaes

2004-11-07T11:25:00.000+08:00

Whee Marcus' birthday party yesterday-! Funfunfun =).
Heehee Ellie and I had no idea how to get to his house. So we checked the online bus guide, and surprise surprise! We found one bus that was from AMK Bus Interchange to Clementi Bus Interchange. So we decided to go there together and meet at AMK. Marcus had told us to get there by 5.30. Ellie and I, being kiasu, decided to set off at 3.30.
I reached there before Ellie because he lives in Yew Tee =). And I suddenly remembered from my days of taking bus + mrt + bus home from Cat High that the AMK bus interchange was undergoing renovation and thus the new one was NOT near the train station at all-! AHHH then I checked the locality map and used my waterbottle as a scale. >600m away .__.
Finally Ellie arrived. There was only a Guardian shop close by, so we made do with Marcus' prezzie [no wrapping T_T][It's a REALLY cliched prezzie, but oh wells :S]. Then we set off in the Quest of Finding the Holy AMK Bus Interchange. Whee clever Ellie thought of finding a bus stop that ACTUALLY had 166, instead of going to the interchange .__. Hehe there was one just outside the mrt station! After a while, we boarded the bus.
[You might not realize why I'm narrating all this, but it's all rather interesting and concerns a bus ride that took two hours]. Then Ellie took out his Discman and we shared <33. Whee listened to History and Misty's Song on his random media cd. Haha Arrogant Worms always uses VERY classical music for their songs-! Misty's Song was nice, as ALWAYS. It's so touching T__T.

Ash: Goodnight Brock!
Goodnight Pikachu!
[grudgingly] Goodnight Misty...
See ya in the morning!
Misty: [hopefully] Goodnight Ash!
Sweet dreams...
[Music starts]
Out here in the quiet of the night,
Beneath the stars and moon
We both know we've got somethin' on our minds
We won't admit, but it's true

You look at me, I look away.

I wanna tell you what I'm feeling,
but I don't know how to start
I wanna tell you, but now I'm afraid that
you might break my heart
Oh, why should anything so easy,
ever be so hard to do?
I wanna tell you what I'm feeling,
and to say that... I love you.

I practice all the thing that I could say,
Line by line, every word
I tell myself today could be the day,
But every time, I lose my nerve

I look at you, you look away

I wanna tell you what I'm feeling,
but I don't know how to start
I wanna tell you, but now I'm afraid that
you might break my heart
Oh, why should anything so easy,
ever be so hard to do?
I wanna tell you what I'm feeling,
and to say that... I love you.

Why, do you turn away?
It must be, you're afraid like me
I try, but I can't pretend that I
Don't feel for you the way I do
Can't you see?

I wanna tell you what I'm feeling,
but I don't know how to start [I wanna say]
I wanna tell you, but now I'm afraid that
you might break my heart [But I'm afraid]
Oh, why should anything so easy,
ever be so hard to do? [Cos I love you]
I wanna tell you what I'm feeling,
and to say that...
[Misty whispers] I love you.

Ash: [Yawns] Did you say something Misty?
Misty: [Startled] Me? No, nothing! I didn't say anything Ash!
[Softly]... Goodnight.

<333. Then we listened to Bond while watching some behind-the-scenes thing on White Chicks. We were sitting in the front so the TV Mobile looked rather ... black. Heehee I think the movie's over now =(. I wouldn't have minded watching it a third time ^^.
YAYS Ellie burned Classified for me! <33. Listened to Explosion, Hungarian, Samba, Canon, Senorita... Hahaha they're all nice-! Somehow strings sound more ... elegant than piano, but if you're a beginner you should take piano. =) At least if you anyhow play it doesn't sound half as bad as violin or something. I tried playing Bertie's violin once. It sounded like... killing chickens.
Canon was wonderful, although the melody was a bit drowned out. Hehe Hungarian is IRRITATING =(. They keep playing the same line over and over again >.<. Somehow Senorita reminds me of that oldie that Daddy makes me play on the piano. The Ka Men one where there's an opera-style singer going," LA MORRR. LA MORRRR." =)
Oh, and while we were listening to all these songs, the bus passed through Thomson, Novena, Little India, City Hall, CBD, Chinatown, Keppel Harbour... a two hour trip-!
And along the way we were like, "Aiya! If we had known, we would have just boarded the bus from [insert name of MRT station from list above]." HAHA it was rather shocking when we saw erm. Cable cars floating on top of us.
[AHH MY BEASTLY SISTER WANTS TO PLAY NOW SO I'LL BLOG LATER. BYE-!]

2004-11-06T09:41:00.000+08:00

How SADDD.
First the trauma of Leandraa. And now this.

I mean, I had one mistake! ONE BIG HUMONGOUS MISTAKE.
THAT GLARING X on the rows of ticks.

Can't you see it drowning out the rest? (I thought I would be freed)
I'm not perfect, you know.
AND I DON'T WANT SOME BLOODY RECOGNITION, thank you so VERY much.

So just go away and let me be myself.
[But no, you wouldn't listen.]

damn -

P.S. SORRY! I know I've been really angsty lately. I think with the advent of adolescence I have developed an inherent need to dramatise myself. =) Blah. Am sad. (Oh, by the way, I'm referring to the BLOODY Australian English Competition Award Ceremony which clashes with the S.H.E handshaking session.)
HOW SADDDD.

imissya

2004-11-04T22:25:00.000+08:00

Why is it that only when you lose something do you truly perceive how close it is to your heart?
That you never truly appreciate the fun, the laughter, the sheer PLEASURE until it's over?

I'm addicted.

I admit, I've tried ALL WAYS AND MEANS to get you back. I don't want to just taste that little bit; to be cruely, tauntingly reminded of what I'm missing.

I JUST WANT YOU, DONTCHA GET IT.

And now you've left me down here, and I'm lost - I can't EVER get back. All I can think of is the sheer enjoyment I got out of you, and well, it's just not possible anymore.

If you could just TELL me why - I'm bewildered, frankly. I don't know why you've left me.

There's a huge gaping hole now in my life; and I'm still waiting for you to come back.

Please?

dedicated to the one love of my life - maplestory

2004-11-03T20:54:00.000+08:00

Hee! Am not feeling angsty anymore, and shall jump upon the bandwagon of writing class reviews although those that surf the blogs of 1O-ers will probably get bored. So there. =)

1. Jeremyy. Bestie friendie! Good in both sports AND studies. Oh, did I mention guitar and writing and stuffage? ~~Major chick magnet~~. Hee he's the one listening during Math Quiz Training while I just copy / doze off. Always try get into his group for irritating projects because he does most of the work ^^.
2. Guan Yu. Whee our darling responsible good-looking chairman! Basically, Pee Yee Ar Eff Yee See Tee. Although he's sometimes distrustful of people to the extent that he does EVERYTHING in groupwork by himself. ^^ Guess that's good news though.
3. Sam Chia. Erm. MIA (no, not the prettay girl from GS with aquamarine hair). Was quite a nice guy, but the class thought him to be a little... slacky. Yea.
4. HOWIEEEE. BOING BOING BOINGGG. Great academically and a funfun person. One of the VERY few people who are spasticated enough to play Vampire with me. Ahh... Nostalgic memories of revising Ci Yu spasticatedly in fake Chinese accents <33.
5. JiaGuang. Hahaha great in math and soccerr. Whee this is one guy with an obsession with curry puffs.
6. Eddie! This guy, as Jeremy puts it, is a "gentle giant". Seems straight, but for some reason likes touching people. He has an obsession with the ellipsis and dreams of it one day replacing the period in the English language.
7. Hoho. Aren't ALL that close to him ><. Cute!
8. Hiippy. Fat and adorable, although those "JELLYYY!"s and "Piglu give Hiippy Piglu Hug? Then Hiippy give Piglu Hiippy Hug"s can get irritating sometimes.
9. Joel. Speedtalker and wonderful at computer studies, although he was too kindhearted during the comp studies test ><.
10. Coco. Aren't very close to him, but this is one from-mainstream guy whose grades are fantastic.
11. Ernie. Great academically and superb in gym. He has a queer (although I suppose it's good...) habit of Purging (yes, with a captital P) all the rice grains from the plate whenever he eats chicken rice and leaves the skin behind spread out neatly. When he doesn't get chicken skin, it kinda looks like a clean plate... =)
12. Lang Bei. WUNNERFUL in his Chinese. Quite quiet, aren't very close to him though. =|
13. ELLIEEEE. Another bestie friendie! Sorry for kopping your seaweed chicken whenever you buy any <>! Wonderful at O2Jam and MS, this guy can survive in EFHD EX. <333. Occasionally spasticated too, although that might be due to my influence ^^. This is the guy that's so nice, he plays songs in O2Jam that are too easy for him so that you can keep up. He goes to Monkey Forrest when you're trapped and saves you. And in the end he's the one that actually gets trapped by the blasted zombie lupins. Miss the last few days of school when we doodled in your notebook and wrote alternating lines of Misty's Song yea? If you read this, remember to bring Bond for Marcus' birthday party ^^. EXPLOSIONNNN.
14. Jonlee. Sometimes I think he's Jekyll and Hyde =). He's both the epitome of cheemity and sakkapu-ness during classtime and assembly, and really really strict during reading period ("YQ and Joseph, stop whispering sweet nothings to each other!"). During recess though, he's really really nice and one of the few that sing S.H.E while dancing around the classroom with me (earning a few dirty looks from people like Ernie doing their homework). Occasionally reverts to homosexual mode though. Thankfully I'm not one of his targets, thanks to my *coughcough* unhygienic practice of digging my nose.
15. SamLee. Oh this guy is OBSESSED with blood and gore. Hehe I can't forget that spoof ending he wrote to Archangel X_X. He's really good at drawing manga too, go join that weirdo competition boy!
16. Charlton. HAHAHA one of the few that have perfected the art of declothing those around him. When he was still doing third lang somehow he managed to attack my shirt buttons, zip and up my thigh all at once ._____. He's really cute and funny too. Don't judge this SMALL guy on his appearance, he runs REALLY fast.
17. Xiong. VIAGRAA BEARRR. He's really really cute and really really slacky too. Buck up in your studies dearr =).
18. Erm. Me?
19. Weeky. See Why An I See Aye Ell. Good at niaoing people, and kiasu too. But hey, he's really really hardworking. At one point he was providing all the revision lists and homework and stuffage for our class for his own accord. Whee!
20. David Sim. Ohmygawd. This guy's REALLY kind-hearted. When Mr Lee asks him to get people to clean the class he just cleans the whole classroom BY HIMSELF. It ~~almost~~ makes me feel like not throwing litter on the ground anymore. Three cheers!
21. Marcus. Humphf I haven't gotten over him naming his (stale) blog http://losertheyongquan.blogspot.com . He's really nice and lends me piano music books with pop music. Am looking forward to his bdae bbq this saturday! <33
22. Jasper. Hahahas he's rather weird and staples his snot, but the class doesn't really mind anymore (...I think). Hee he got the big Elephant poster that was stuck to the back of our classroom =).
23. Joseph. The angel with the devil's mouth. Craps an awful lot during lesson time and is a womanizer, but is actually quite a good friend (THERE. finally something good about you ^^). Fellow ED rock and prospective fellow VE member. Discovered yesterday he's quite a good alto. (Ignore that, Jose. Your ego doesn't need any inflating x).) Heh. I have good taste.
24. Toto. This guy contains the classic formula - adorable looks, great grades, responsibility (Boy, he even collects money during cross country!), great sports... You get the idea. Oh, and a wonderful head to molest when you're feeling down.
25. Lester. Really tall and really cute. Lover of Marvel comics, heh! X-Men! WHEEE.
26. Benben. My former hubbay. X) Really cute, but his grades are... rather poor. Pisses teachers off an awful lot because of his attitude.

That's it. Oh darn MS has been running the whole time. Hope I was on a safe ledge.

Bye-! ^^

P.S. Let's all hope Gabriel Tan's grandma gets better :S.

Cif

2004-11-02T15:52:00.000+08:00

Did you ever see those labels on the cleaning agent bottles, proclaiming in shiny letters that, "Jif is now Cif"?

Did you ever ask yourself why? Perhaps you stood there and tried to think of a reason that it's now different. Or perhaps you thought nothing of it and just walked away.

There's something different, everybody knows that. But it's not just the name - bet you didn't bother to look beneath the surface.

I was right, then. You're just like everybody else. Nobody actually bothered to find out that there's something missing in Cif, that it's a bit more diluted. That strong smell, that fiery, cheery something is somehow gone; that Cif is more subdued. Everybody's just happy that it works as well as before. Well, almost anyway. They're too caught up in themselves to tell the difference.

Nobody cared for Jif - now it's Cif doesn't change that.

Nobody asks what happened to that great Jif we once knew and loved. But it doesn't really matter. At least now it knows it isn't really all that important after all.

Yea, it doesn't really matter.

2004-11-01T20:34:00.000+08:00

Again, I am bored. There's not really much said in this blog post, just that it takes up time (and therefore by my logic is something to do).
Let's play with the period key!

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Sigh. Am looking forward to VE tomorrow. At least it means there's something for me to do everyday other than play computer, play the piano, household chores and chemistry.
Tum tum tummy tummy tum. Shall go watch the YanWeiDie mtv for the fourth time today.
Or maybe I'll play the piano. Or play MS. Or stone at PQ's utter spasticity. Or...

So why am I just so bored?

2004-11-01T11:22:00.000+08:00

I am feeling Les Miserables.
Have been mopping the floor the whole morning. But hey, at least it's something to do! =)
It's quite depressing, really.
To discover that that lovely marble floor that seemed so clean that you can see your reflection in it isn't what it seems. That only when you begin to suspect it, to really clean it with water and soap do you realize the dust trapped within. And the more you mop, the deeper you delve into it, the more dirt you find.
I'm horrified, but I just can't stop. I just keep scrubbing, I can't believe how you TRICKED me. That squeaky clean facade hides something dark. And I keep mopping, and more dust appears. It never ends.
And now I'm scared. I don't know; I don't WANT to know exactly how much evil's within you. And I wished I had never asked, never even suspected in the first place.

And the floor still seems to be twinkling at me; it sparkles maliciously.

2004-10-31T22:22:00.000+08:00

Oh gosh. I am so ashamed of myself.
First proper (Saturday wasn't counted because of PSC) day of the holidays and guess what?
I am BORED.
There is absolutely nothing to do at home.
I have gone through my "My Favorite Songs" playlist twice and am currently compiling a longer playlist called "Songs that are not exactly my favorite but I am listening to them for the lack of anything else better to do". Shall try to shorten that if I can.
I have also gained one level in MS and now I am level 11. I can now wear the Raggedy Brown Conehat and Blue White-striped Shirt which makes me look like some teenage boy going out trick-or-treating. Ah wells. At least now I can kill Porings with one Claw thingie when I am lucky.
I have also attempted to play Battleon but did not do so despite Phang's encouragement because a) the last time I did with Darrell's account I accidentally killed him. b) it take ages to sign in. =S
I have played O2Jam with Jianle. Died horribly most of the time because he plays on like, X5 or X8. Which is, ultra pro. Which is, not me. I play on X2.5. Blah.
I have also studied chapters 1-5 of Chemistry because my mum says that I should start studying now because I'll be ultra busy next year due to IRS and MRP and SYF and EP3s and CAP and all that stuffage.
I have attempted to complete my current scenario for Pharaoh (Abedju) and have failed because stupid Pharoah asked me for beer and Osiris got angry because there weren't any left for his grand festival. (Did I mention I was playing on "very easy"?) And my mastabas are NOT completing construction.
I have even followed Wei Shi's example and stuck my head out of the window and counted the number of trees downstairs.
I have watched that silly movie on Channel 8 about 4 ugly girls.
I have wave-hooped (which is really easy, but sadly I don't have real hula hoops at home) for half an hour in a futile bid to hoop away the layers of cellulite that give me the uneasy feeling that if I was ever eaten it would be like the San Ceng Rou thingie they sell at Crystal Jade. (It's really nice, but the point is that there's this half-inch thick layer of fat.)
I have played the piano twice in one day (and this is a REALLY rare occurence). I have played every song in those two books that Marcus lent me, practiced my two examination songs so much that my hands are like, trembling in the fingering of Pescetti's piece which is quite fun to play actually. Have also played Maiden's Prayer (as usual, I screw up the arppegios at the beginning) and different variations of my very favorite song, Close Every Door (two versions of original sheet music, two hands playing two vocal parts, and one hand playing vocal parts and another arpeggios). Other songs included Yu Jian, Fur Elise and Huang Hun. Oh, and I played SCALES (by now you probably can tell I have LOTS of time to kill).

And guess what? I am still insanely bored.
This holiday suddenly seems really long.

Somehow I miss school. Sigh. (Aha. Shall kill time tomorrow by blogging about things I miss in school.)

Bye.

2004-10-30T21:52:00.000+08:00

oh i DO HATE angsty phases.

histoire de kay

2004-10-29T22:27:00.000+08:00

One fateful day Kay’s mother pushed her into a building lobby,
They took turns pinching and twisting her little body.
First she was made to stand in positions more and more bizarre,
Then she was forced to repeat them at a thing they called a barre.
She was made to wear a bizarre garment, a tutu it was called,
She was put on a diet, her wrists they did appal.
She was made to join a sinister group, the corps de ballet,
She danced her first role as one of the friends of La Fille mal Gardee.
The critics said of her performance, ‘Better you don’t do’,
Someone in a fit of spite put ground glass in her toeshoes.
She collected the elastics from her ballet things,
Stitched them together and hanged herself in the wings.

tiger lillies! <333.

2004-10-29T19:30:00.000+08:00

don't you EVER get the hint

that you don't have a place in my neat ordered world anymore. don't you know ? there isn't love in utopia. i'm sorry that i went overboard - but i kept thinking of how you used to dis me when you weren't much better off yourself (and i swallowed it ALL). i'm not such a fool as i was before; those tricks you pulled off won't work anymore (you see, i can hide it when my heart beats faster).

perhaps you'll find someone else (actually, you've already done so). the thing is - the joy just doesn't override the pain. it isn't even an equal sign. ~~(and it doesn't really matter that my FOOL heart's protesting as i type this)~~.

you've bled me too long. now it's time i said goodbye.

don't hang around long, i shan't look back.

(i'll try not to.)

ooohlala. how deliciously angsty. yummmay.
oh, am panicking for the darn speech thing.
PREPARED SPEECHIE.
firm legs.
th sounds.
diaphragm.
intonation.
enunciation.
body language.
bitchy asides.
end consonants.
dramatic pauses.
steady eye contact.
low voice with support.
switch of register for parantheses.

and of course, my worst nightmare.
IMPROMPTU.
i need humor desperately.
clear message and thesis.
and linkage to familiar topics.
also creative and witty beginnings.
together with all the points for prepared.

wait. am really hyperventilating. let's all take deep breaths together.
INNNNNNN.
OUTTTTTT.
INNNNNNN.
OUTTTTTT.

shall go drink some more honey water.

my ears are red.

my thighs are fat.

my forearms are flabby.

my complexion is like Mars' landscape.

oh dear. let's take some more deep breaths,
INNNNNNN.
OUTTTTTT.
INNNNNNN.
OUTTTTTT.

shall go practise some more.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

2004-10-28T19:48:00.000+08:00

You know what? I don't care anymore.

2004-10-26T22:43:00.000+08:00

Oh goshness. I've been reading through my old blog posts (yup my old blog still exists, just that it's dead). It's really interesting how I've changed throughout this year. Blahh.

And I'm heartbroken. Stupid PESA's 2-3 minutes. What about my albatrosses and dodos and mad cows and canaries and cats that can't catch rats and fat lumps of flesh!

Sigh. Am feeling angsty. As Mr Cheng puts it, PMS.

And my blasted MRP which I am reprinting because of IH interview tmr is not turning out well. Not at all. My nice idea of double sides to save those giant sequoias that people are heartlessly cutting down is backfiring. Oh HELL.

As you can tell, I'm pissed. Totally. And it doesn't help that my Grade 5 theory exam is this Saturday and I haven't revised recently at all.

Oh how totally angsty is this post. Shall just do something spastic to cheer myself up. Like pressing down the period key. Like... this.

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Nope, none of it was copied. Feel much better now. Kthnxbye.

2004-10-25T21:39:00.000+08:00

They were all terribly footsore. No spring or rebound was left in them. Their feet fell heavily on the trail, jarring their bodies and doubling the fatigue of a day's travel. There was nothing the matter with them except that they were dead tired. It was not the dead-tiredness that comes through brief and excessive effort, from which recovery is a matter of hours; but it was the dead-tiredness that comes through the slow and prolonged strength drainage of months of toil. There was no power of recuperation left, no reserve strength to call upon. It had been all used, the last least bit of it. Every muscle, every fibre, every cell, was tired, dead tired.

- Jack London, The Call of the Wild.

That's how I'm feeling now .____. Have been out for the last 15 hours. Oh goshness. Shall blog quickly concerning PSC.
Mine was okay at the beginning but screwed up when I got distracted by ACSI people which came in chao late. Legs were like, boogiewoogie. Bahh think the Indian MC got rather offended when I was doing my racism speech.
Joseph was good for his prepared, but his impromptu was rather short. Haha we were all chatting in that room x).
Jeremy was good. End of story.
Pahngpahng was FUNNAY. His impromptu was CHAO GOOD KAY. AHHHH <333 notesies.
David was great too! His sink thing was ultra proooo.

Short blog. Bah byes.

2004-10-22T22:16:00.000+08:00

OBJECTION.
Maia's out. Am very, very sad.
Oli and Leandra's still in though.
Whee. Objection's nice.

Clemmy and Jiachen have kindly reminded me that I have not blogged for ages. Ages meaning 6 days.
Let's blog about day before yesterday, yesterday, and today.

Day Before Yesterday.
Crosscountry. =X.
Oh GOSH. Macritchie is LONG. As in, really really long. Not to mention the stupid misleading sign between the forest and the road.
I prefered the forest =(. I like the feel of nice moist soil beneath my feet more than concrete =X (let's all step on grass!). Oh, and it's cooler and fresher too. Stupid road was like, really disgusting because of the fumes given out by the cars.

And every step was an acute pain
That brought me closer to hell (and you).

Ran okay. Considering I had only run ONCE in preparation ever since the PE lessons and that time I got like, 13 minutes for 2.5 km? >.< The mainstreamers were really good.
Hahaha cross country seems much more fun after you complete it. After we cooled down (Joseph and I discovered pouring water down your head is fun!) we sat on the pavement by the finishing line and cheered for people coming in. Oh mi gawsh Ho and Jasper rocks my socks.

Hahaha after the whole thing was over went to J8 with Jianle. On the way met this television crew with the Huang WenHong guy [seemed like some variety show I didn't watch before]. And they were like, "Xiao Di Di, Lai Can Jia Wo Men De Jie Mu!" .___. We ran away.

Was really spastic and went window shopping in J8 with Jianle although most of the shops weren't open yet. Then bought the Ah Kun bread thingie [which had a horrendous waiting time] and went home ^^.

Yesterday.
All my troubles seemed so far away.
Now it looks as though they're here to say.

Haha the HCJC choir rocked with that song.

Anyways. Yesterday we went through the bloody speeches.
BAHHH. When it was my turn to present I was generally *calm and collected* above the waist. If you look down my legs were shaking so much they were doing the boogie woogie. Generally okay la.
Discovered to my intense horror I have lost my Elijah score! Oh dearr.

Rock-     a my  s o u l .

Then rushed to the Gunung Ledang briefing. No lunch .___.
Fell asleep when the Mr Tey guy was telling us the route. Think Mdm Tan noticed =(. Nice little Mr Cheng gave me Fisherman's Friend! So kept awake after that.
After the briefing handed up my brown folder to Miss Letchmi. Gahh the last two pages I just crapped out. Hope she doesn't notice >.<
Then went to Jeremy's house in Auntie Kim's car. Auntie Kim let me stop halfway to buy ~~lunch~~ linner. Damn have been having late lunches lately. Thanks Auntie Kim! ^^
OM was fun. Similar triangles are so cute!
Then went home =X.

Todayyyy.
Bleh. On the way up to the classrooms MJ and I discovered that the classrooms were locked ^^. So just went down to the terraces with David Koh. Realized that he didn't edit his script too!
Then had flag raising. =| Leslie kept pulling my bag. Hahas met Mr Cheng in the study area, then went off to CR8. More editing plus *interaction* with Clemmy. Think Phang was rather jealous. Oh dear.
We fooled around a bit [no, no sexual innuendo here.] Haha there was this portion where all of us were holding feather dusters and brooms and doing slow-mo yitiantulongji.

(_oohlala). I kill(e d)you just. like. that-    didyoulikeit?

Tried in vain to memorise my (bloody) script. It's not as hard as Luey Chun's in terms of difficulty to memorise though =P. Three main points! Whee.
Legs didn't shake as much today! Need to improve on body language still though. Clemmy's expression r0x0rz.
The presentations were fun! Haha Phang was acting sluttay during Jeremy's presentation. Good, good Jeremy didn't get distracted though. Got a nice photo out of it.
[Those were there would notice distortion of the truth through deliberate omission of certain events x)]
Then rushed off [no proper lunch again! I'm fasting even without meaning to.] to the study area for some english interview thing. Read the others' files, then started being spastic and played Ji Gou Pa with Howie, MJ and David.
The interview was okay. Think I screwed up the question about how you can help improve the English of those around you. Considering the fact that I normally influence them by going "you was" or "I is". Jerome will agree with me on that.
Then rushed off again to ED. Snoozed during one of the presentations [the one concerning the judge and stuff.] Clement wasn't exactly too happy and kept poking me to wake me up again >.<
After which had linner in SIM with Darrell, Alvin and Phang. Talked about lotsa stuffage. Learnt the philosophy of splurging - even when you are splurging with Phang's money, you must splurge WISELY. I.e. never buy the stupid ultra ex $5.90 special set meal which only comes with one soup and no drink when the $4.90 one comes with two soups and two drinks.
Then took a bus home. Lalala. Thus concludes my post.

won't you say good*bye   before you   [ K I L L ] me --*

2004-10-16T17:15:00.000+08:00

Yay! Am blogging for the second time today!
Shall list out fun things to do during Open House.
[in chronological order]
1. Defying JonKee when he tries in vain to get us to do warmups.
2. Jeffrey getting the sops and altos to stop singing when JonKee *accidentally* says, "Now girls, your turn to sing."
3. Carrying the humongous amplifier up the slope.
4. Trying in vain to find a place to settle down in the Oei Tiong Ham thingie.
5. Not singing and sitting about when a whole large group of children and parents are standing there expectantly.
6. Singing two of three songs (One Single Light, Chariot's Comin', Elijah and Joshua) in all six possible permutations every 18 minutes.
7. Hopping off to Drama Center to help out with ED and finding out that there's parctically no parents and children there .___.
8. Practicing for OM Spontaneous Round although I'm not in OM!
9. Running around waving the fish thing that belongs to Chinese Drama
10. Stealing Phang's fish and chips during lunchtime.
11. Returning to VE and singing the three songs again!
12. Learning Onde Onde and For All The Good Things Something.
13. Forgetting them straight away and singing the soprano part instead [it's easier] in falsetto.
14. Drinking orange cordial and making your tongue yellow.
15. Listening to Darrell sing, "I wish she was Godiva!"
16. Watching the nice video clippys in the hall.
17. Watching the robotics people play some fish flash game.
18. Drinking lemon barley while moving the amplifier back down the slope, dramatically declaring that Hewlett is in mortal danger.

As you can see, I am easily amused.
Whee!

2004-10-16T14:05:00.000+08:00

Whee. Am blogging in the computer lab! HOW FUN.
It's Open House now! Have been singing for the last 5 hours.
Ohmigawd. YAY.
Bye!

Clemmy says Hi.
Darrell says Hi.
Jia Chen says Hi.

Guys slacking in Comp Lab says Hi.

blah

2004-10-15T20:14:00.000+08:00

Grrrrr! Can't go on MSN now because Jerome has kindly frozen my account for me. How sweet of him, isn't it?
Am watching SI results now. LEANDRAAAA-! =X.

Today went to school for OD. Think I was freaking everybody out by memorising and continually reciting my presentation under my breath. Oh dearr. Was kinda stressed out before the thing, especially when Mr Chng shelled [as in REALLY LOUDLY] at poor Mun Keet for goodness knows what reason. But it went quite okay! YAY.
VE was fun! Miss Lim isn't such a bytch after all =). Andand we're singing One Single Light and Chariot's Comin' tmr for open house =X. Hafta skip ED =X.
Didn't eat lunch and went straight to the bloody sec 4 farewell thing. Was kinda pissed because everybody seemed to think I had the answers to everything and kept asking me for instructions. But it went quite okay though. Blahhh.
Went to KAP with Jeremy, Jianle, Clement, Hiippy, Jiawei and Phang. Bahaha was stuffing lettuce in Phang's float. Jianle bought a HUMONGOUS sprite and couldn't finish it x). Clemmy and I helped him to finish it by mixing half of it with Clemmy's float. Bahaha we were acting really *** and putting our heads together and sharing the same drink. Wheee.

Oh Jerry went out-! Was quite scared for Leandraa actually, but Jerry's speech was quite good. As in, he was very positive and all that. Think I'll rather have Christopher out. He. Sux.
=X

Shall see whether my msn is working. Bye-!

2004-10-14T10:32:00.000+08:00

Shit la. OD's tomorrow. And I happily forgot all about it until Justin kindly reminded me this morning. Damndamndamn. And here I am BLOGGING.
Oh, and I still have to research on extreme sports for EOYA =X. Seems as though all of them need beginner lessons before you can start on the real thing. BLAH. Why can't we have iceskating agn! I missed it the last time because of Biotech Fair.
Well shall stop talking about my horrific workload and even horrific-er [Oh, and Mr Cheng's gonna be horrified by my grammer x)] procrastinating abilities. Lalala. Let's post a poem! Actually I wanted to blog in extensive detail about yesterday and today but something tells me that my priorities are screwed. How fun!

(and NO, this isn't written by me. Isn't it SO CUTE. AHHH <33. Oh, and speaking of writing, stupid fp's screwed. can't upload my storm thing. BLAH.)

Three little kittens,
They lost their mittens,
And they began to cry,
Oh, mother dear,
We sadly fear
Our mittens we have lost.
What! Lost your mittens,
You naughty kittens!
Then you shall have no pie.
Mee-ow, mee-ow, mee-ow, mee-ow.
You shall have no pie.

The three little kittens,
They found their mittens,
And they began to cry,
Oh, mother dear,
See here, see here,
Our mittens we have found.
What! Found your mittens,
You darling kittens!
Then you shall have some pie.
Mee-ow, mee-ow, mee-ow, mee-ow.
You shall have some pie.

The three little kittens,
Put on their mittens,
And soon ate up the pie;
Oh, mother dear,
We greatly fear
Our mittens we have soiled.
What! Soiled your mittens,
You naughty kittens!
Then they began to sigh,
Mee-ow, mee-ow, mee-ow, mee-ow.
They began to sigh.

The three little kittens,
They washed their mittens,
And hung them out to dry;
Oh mother dear,
Look here, look here,
Our mittens we have washed.
What! Washed your mittens,
You're such good kittens.
I smell a rat close by!
Hush! Hush! Hush! Hush!
Hush! Hush! Hush!
I smell a rat close by.

Yay! That didn't take too long. And now I have to work on stupid OD.
(Kanzy, stop egging me to bon/pon OD. =.=)

Bye-!

why queue.

2004-10-11T20:02:00.000+08:00

WHEEEE.
Finally I'm bored enough to blog.
How strange. I'm blogging on my own comp. Which. Has. No. Internet.
Ahaha maybe I'll transfer this to Daddy's comp later.

Dum Dum Diddy Dum. Jianle, is boxinabox working? =(.
Can't wait for it ^^.

Dweeeeh. Shall begin by blogging about erm. Thursday? YAY.
Thursday uh firstly we had History. WHEE Joseph and I presented the Sex in the (Lion) City thing, which was (ONE OF) the only project(s) I slacked for. Ahaha how fun. Joseph's good for presentations. ^^
Then math. Which we basically went through papers and papers and more papers. Bweeeh. [Oh I seem to be obsessed with onomatopoeia today. But I'm obsessed with lots of things, so never mind!] Computer studies was fun! ^^ Mr Yong was really nice and let us do our own stuff after he talked for 10 minutes about boring network connection stuff. Used the remaining time to *touch up* on the stupid C++ project which is more than 1 term overdue anyway. Howie, my darleenk teammate, sat beside me and went through MOTAS one more time with Jeremy, thus offering oodles of help *smiles sweetly*. Ended up handing it up with the trigo part still screwed. Heckare la. I just want to get >5 upon 15. Hopefully I can -.^
HAHAHAHA English lesson was fun! Jianle and I folded ketupats under the table. Mr Cheng didn't seem to mind though, since we still managed to mark the screwedup comprehension which everybody got rather, no - make that VERY, low. Bweeh.
Chinese was okay. We went through the geshi for the letters and stuff. Then had more quizzes. Lala.
After lunch had tuition with Charlton and Benjamin (WX tagged along) inside the library. It wasn't really very successful due to the fact that Benjamin did not exibit much interest and enthusiasm in the subject of Chinese. Went through the geshi thing AGAIN because erm. Darleenk Benben was reading Lime (or was it 8-Days?) under the table during Chinese lesson. How very sweet. ^^ Oh, taught them the supa-dupa opening paragraph that my sister taught me in P4. Actually only the first two lines are supa-dupa, but first impressions count, ne? ^^

FRIDAYY.
Went to class first and kajiaoed the people there. Then went down where Mr Suresh briefed Guanhui, Yamhuo, Chinseng and I on the attachment thingie. Then we went down to the childcare center.
Oh, the children are darling ^^. [no sarcasm intended here, although there were oodles of it above. But I guess it's not sarcasm anymore since I admit it. =)] They make playing with multicolored blocks and the pregnant russian dolls in which you find one inside another actually fun. Whee. We also observed their lessons, and WOW. I never knew I learnt (or maybe I didn't, but these children sure did) that the sun appears during day time and the moon appears during the night. THREE YEAR OLD LEH. And they learn stuff like stars having 5 corners and when you slice starfruit you see a star. Oh, they scream an awful lot. They go AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH in a voice to rival Charlotte Church and they go EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEH in a voice to rival uh. Sarah Brightman. Well, you get the idea. Went to KAP after the attachment to teach Benben mathematics. He didn't seem too interested, considering that he prefered the sight of TaiBoon calculating 2^30 manually rather than doing his Math WS 1. -______________-. Blah. Gave up after a while and started drawing simple things full of sexual innuendo with TaiBoon! How fun ^^. Oh, and I saw *guesswho* with his gf. They were doing rather *erhem* stuff. Contemplated whether I should take a picture with my phone but decided that I already have 4 Adultery Pics (Adultery, Adultery II, Adultery III, and Adultery IV) which is more than enough.

SATURDAYY.
Nothing much. Internet broke down and I started my O2Jam withdrawal syndrome.

SUNDAYY.
It got worse. And I did half of Chapter 6 before realizing there is a rather large loophole: i.e. crazy people do not have bank accounts. Oh dearr. So Jerome you'll have to wait a bit longer. =). Junnies says my chapters are too short. Who ask you go write 1000+ words each chapter x). Nyahh-nyahhhh! [Okay I admit it. That was ruthlessly kopped from Charlton's nick. =)]

TODAYYY.
Went to school and kajiaoed people again. Got to be loan shark and extorted $50 from Phang. So now he *only* owes me $78. Whee. Then went down to the childcare center and observed the nursery people. Oh, they are REALLY very erm. Innocent? [No, I'm not referring to not dirty? More like tian1 zheng1 wu2 xie2]. I asked one of them what she wanted to be in the future. She said, "I want to become a doctor, so that I can let my Grandma run." You get what I mean? They are really very sweet lor.
Heard from Joseph the science test was a killer. Oh by the way, my mum says the answer to the hydrogen question is that either it's because Group 1 elements are metals and hydrogen isn't, Group 1 elements combine with halogens (Group 7) through ionic bonding but hydrogen does son through covalent bonding [don't ask me what that means. I don't have the faintest idea.] HAHAHA it seems that seven people used my introductory paragraph.
... I'm touched.

Whee finally finished blogging.
Now shall open the ojmplayer and moon some more because I can't play O2Jam. Or maybe I'll just go play Sims or Heroes 4 or something.
Bye-!

2004-10-10T10:39:00.000+08:00

somehow i don't feel like blogging.
maybe its because my computer's internet is skewed.
and my daddy's comp does not have o2jam.
ahhhh =(.

so, adieu.

boxinaboxinabox

2004-10-06T16:58:00.000+08:00

BLEH. I'm pissed. Where is boxinabox-! Screw Techmonix =(.
Haha today was funnay. There ~~weren't any~~ were no newspapers [must stop using contractions if not I'm killed in composition =(] so all of us just had a free period-! I made O2jam notes. Bahaha how fun.
During English Mr Cheng gave us this HORRIBLE comprehension to do. Uhh within 1 hour 20 minutes I did. 3 Questions. *claps*. You see, Charlton Toh Jianle and I were busy printing words on people's skin by writing it backwards on a ruler and pressing the ruler on people's arms. Bahaha how juvenile. How fun.
Recess was silly. People kept kopping my sugar dough balls [no sexual innuendo intended] until I only ate 4 out of 10 =(. Then studied my chinese with Jianle while Phang tried [and succeeded in] stealing my shoes. How silly ^^.
BAHAHA History was interesting-! We watched South Park which was like, really good satire. It's chock full of violence, expletives and sexual innuendo, which makes it rather attractive to silly adolescents like us, but the way they actually portray American culture is quite good.
Then came Chinese. Sigh everybody seems to hate Chinese either because of the daily tedious revisions or because they don't like Cao. I know I'm not really in the position to say anything because *rolls eyes* I got exempted but can you guys just forget about antagonizing Cao so much and just concentrate on the exams. It's you guys that lose out lor. Gahh.
Geography was yet another free period. No more nice stories about China women and cockroaches though =(. Designed some more crazy O2Jam notes. Bahaha.
Then some more English. Hahaha divided time between finishing the comprehension and taking photos. Got one really really nice picture of David spreading his legs wide and sticking out his butt. There's another of Charlton uuhh. Eating a sausage really obscenely too-! Wheeee.
After school revised Science with Charlton, Benjamin and Weixiong. Toh Jianle and Hiippy also came along, but they just did their own homework. I brought mum's thick bio book, and we all did questions from there-! For chemistry and physics we just made up questions from the notebook =|. BAHAHA at the last part I was making up silly speed questions for Benjamin, and they were like totally ridiculous. Stuff like Claire walks at a speed of 7 km/h and Kaiting walks at a speed of 30 km/h and who reaches Benjamin's house first. =|. Oh yes. There was this question about Val taking 13 hours to take bus to go to Ben, Zeggy, Claire and her own house. They seem to be much more interested in questions when they actually know the people. =||.
Whee then went home. AHAHA I fell asleep on the bus [thank goodness Mr. Pervert wasn't on it; he was on my bus on both Monday and Tuesday] and got off one stop later, near Toa Payoh Lorong 8 there. Then walked home when I could have easily crossed the road and took 56 .____. Oh wells. It was fun =).
Now have to complete stupid C++ which is more than one term overdue. ^^
Bye-!

2004-10-04T02:08:00.000+08:00

and i stand in the courtyard alone,
i can smell your stench in the garden of Eve.

you told me to love no one but you-
and still i can feel the buds of something new.
it's growing and i can't stop it,
for life is something you cannot deny.

and if you were unable to dive deep down,
you might have thought i have stopped bleeding.

you are false.
for my world has no grey outlines.
turn my switch off, and i am gone.

you see the world in 6 megapixels.
and i hear you speak behind a door.
those japanese screen ones; where i see your silhouette.
outlined by a flickering candlelight.
(but that i do not see, for remember? my world is black and white)
it scares me; but i will not show it.
i do not love you, and thus you cannot open my heart.
and kill me.

oh, and do not think i do not know.
i have seen the lady with six pomegranate seeds.
and how you whisper poison into her ear.

and so i stand on the pinnacle and i rejoice.
for your snake has woven a trail for me to follow.
and i will fly - i do not tread on shadows.

even lucifer was once an angel -
and maybe redemption will save a space for you.
i hope one day you can see what i do.
for your mother's waiting at home for you.
and she's weeping - won't you go back?

around this realm you have gone,
and now i say that you can look back.
see the snake slithering behind you?
it'll bite you if you once stop,
and your own poison will speed you.

but if your song is pure and true
i'll be there by you.
and as i will, so mote it be.

2004-10-02T23:03:00.000+08:00

bah i haven't blogged for ages. but who cares. few people know this blog anyway because i'm too lazy to tell them. ahaha.
and i'm bored. when i get bored enough i'll ~~start~~ continue chapter 6. so there jerome.
kay byes.

Boo

2004-09-29T17:53:00.000+08:00

Ooooohlala. Depression over-! And now is erm. the *time of golden chime*.
X) Didn't know why I was soooo stressed out anyways. The Japanese test was quite okay. And now all that remains is the oral! Whee.

Bweeh this morning was funnyy. Mr Lee came into our class although it was Mr Cheng's lesson. And he said that oh, Mr Cheng's not around today. And Mr Cheng appeared in the doorway! Bahahahaa.

Recess time was .___. Spent all the time bia-ing other than the time I went down with Jerome to buy one pen for Jap just in case all my other pens didn't work. [Actually that means just in case the one working pen in my pencil case didn't work. I keep like, 5 or 6 spoilt pens in my pencil case because I'm too lazy to throw them all away. Why MUST I be so addicted to one single brand of pen that spoils the moment you drop it. x)].

Bhoool. There was this weird talk thingie that we skipped Geography for. About releasing examination stress. If it was meant to allow us to relax, it succeeded. I was sleeping half the time .___. And HAHAHAA Clemmy kept jabbing me to wake me up. Like the way he did during the booooring panel discussion during SLC that everybody has oh-so-perfect families and oh-even-more-perfect things to say. Bah only really woke up when Clemmy squealed, "Letchmi!" Hehe thus the power of the magic word is revealed. And Mr. Vijayan Nair or whatever he's called taught us this method of erm. releasing stress. Think it involves bending over while thinking of the beach and tensing your butt. Or something like that anyway.

Haha last two periods was Cheng again. Did a personal recount involving the Stalker, dubbed by Darrell as the Perv-Lester [That's a hybrid of Pervert and Molester, NOT Pervert and Lester =)]. Bahahaa decided that the time he ambushed me on 156 and sat next to me grinning sinisterly at me while twiddling his thumbs the whole way wasn't interesting enough so used Darrell's encounter. Hahaa.

After lunch with Jeremy, Jerome, Jiajun, Justin, Phang, ZiKang, ZiYang [in alphabetical order-! How fun.] went to 3rd Lang Center. Was hyperventilating all the way. And ZiYang and ZiKang weren't helping by going around conning people that bouenkaishya was being tested. As well as a *mysterious* ciyu from Lesson 12. Which we will learn next year. ._________________________.

Bwee we got The Bitchy Invigilator Who Cannot Pronounce Names agaiinnnn. =(. She's hilarious though. She goes, "Jonasan! YonKen! CheZhoon! Ahbigay!" (That's "Jonathan! Yongquan! JiaJun! Abigail!" in erm. regular language.) The test wasn't THAT bad after all .___. HAHAHAHAAA I gave out a really loud and slowwww farttttt during the test. STUPID Jonlee was smirking in this horrific way. x). Had no idea what to do with the last fifteen minutes, so did the following on the piece of draft paper:
a) Wrote out the Lord's Prayer. (Bah. Couldn't remember the Hail Mary though) =(
b) Drew 7 weird mushroom things.
c) Drew a humongous pig with gargantuan eyes and elephantine stumpy legs. It came with a halo and fat wings and a obese cloud. Haha everything I draw is FAT. Like me =(.
d) Calculated 15 factorial. Hahahahaa I was reallly bored.

Bweeh. Went home after that and here I am. =)

Ooooh. I have a blister in my armpit!

jap

2004-09-29T01:48:00.000+08:00

I hate jap. Or maybe that's because I've been studying it for 4 consecutive days.
I'm just not used to biaing, I suppose. And it really doesn't seem to help. I mean, I took FOUR self-tingxies to remember hiragana for kyoumi ga aru, kei en suru and go ryou shin. Ohhh man. I'm bad at this.
This is seriously depleting my self-esteem (although I should think I had way too much to begin with.) So I guess it might be a good thing. Kay whatever.
And to add on to that, my grammar's unshaky like hell. I can't remember for the love of Mother Earth what particles do you use with what verb. Bleh and to think this is one of the subjects I've studied the most for.

Eff. Being in love during this time is seriously IRRITATING. I can't concentrate when all I want to do is to stone in front of the screen, looking at you. So just go away, you. [This doesn't exactly sound very romantic, but maybe that's due to the fact that I'm rather bad tempered now?]

Now I understand what exactly is teenage angst. There's this selfish tendency to believe your petty problems take precedence over everything else and that the whole world is indebted to you and should listen to all your little woes and worries about tomorrow's japanese test and how you like so-and-so. Which is basically what I'm suffering from now. Yes, I'm well aware of that fact, thankyouverymuch. And I'm ultra pissed.

Gah. Why am I even typing all this when I should be studying more.
Kthnxbye.

whee

2004-09-26T16:30:00.000+08:00

How wonderful. I have a blog once again. Now to fix the problem of schizophrenic me who keeps deleting blogs because it's fun.
Actually my old blog was never gone x). You can still view it here. Ahh. The nostalgia comes rushing back...
BAH. I don't know why I'm still bothering about blogs when I'm supposed to be studying for Japanese. GAH why can't there be exemptions for Japanese. =( I do hate bia-ing.
Stuff I have studied so far - Chapter 5 to 8 grammer. [I skipped Chapter 1 - 4. -guilty look-]
Stuff I have YET to study - Chapter 1 to 11 vocabulary and Chapter 9 to 11 grammer. Not to mention the darn jikoushyokai, or whatever that thing's called. The oral self-introduction. I've half a mind to just go up there and go,"Uta o utau no ga suki desu," and start singing Suteki Da Ne. [Oooh I found the sheet music for it by the way. It sounds beautiful on piano.]
And the evil girl has found my msn. How evil. She's currently tainting my msn screen. And guess what's her nickname? Ecclesiastes' Ironies.
-.- It's an INSULT to Darrell, I tell you. [Although you MIGHT consider it to be a compliment that oh-so-mighty Her Majesty has deemed Darrell's masterpiece worthy of Her nickname, but I prefer not to.]
BAH. I hate F# minor scales in contrary motion. I always trip up that part.
And I do think I have to go and study my japanese now. Not to mention hunting for that mathematics practice paper which I highly suspect I didn't get in the first place and is due tomorrow and learning tingxie.
My life is so screwwwed. Shall not work on links nor tagboard yet.
BLEH.
Byee.

and i miss you more than ever.