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Byebye!

2006-05-26T22:43:00.000+08:00

I have moved! Ask me if you know me. Turra for now!

#48

2006-05-14T21:00:00.000+08:00

The very thought of school tomorrow depresses the hell out of me. I swear I really believed it was the holidays already, because I woke up this morning at 1130. (And I slept right after the Liverpool-WesthamUnited FA Cup finals. Oh speaking about that, I was rather appalled by how noob I had become at soccer! I used to follow soccer. So I stared hard at the screen, and saw the scorebox, LIV3-WHU3. And I stupidly asked my elder brother, "Who's WHU?")

School school school! It's an unforgivable curse! (Like one of the three that if you use in Harry Potter you'll be sent to Azkaban.) Amanda wants to go for a movie with me tomorrow, but I'll have to wait in school for her or something till really late and I'll reach home late too. So I'm still undecided. Haha! Are you reading this Amanda?

I need to go shopping. Partly because my mother paid for what I bought during the weekends, and I'm feeling the burden of extra cash in my wallet. Nah I don't spend alot, you can ask Mel. She hates it when I whine after I spend money.

I'm feeling weird and sleepy, and it'll be 5 days to yanchu tomorrow. I have NOT gotten my script typed out, the costumes are not settled, and yet I don't feel a sense of urgency just yet. We do need a pep talk, and soon, with loads and loads of crying, or else it wouldn't work on us. I don't mind staying back every day till 6.30 to pai, if it means that our very last yanchu will be a success. I'm awfully worried over why I'm so calm, composed, and apathetic to it all just yet.

This morning (okayfine noon), I woke up feeling all mixed-up. I've been having loads of dreams every night (at least for the past two or three. I tend to dream when I sleep soundly.) and my dreams are vaguely similar. I shall not elaborate, but it's scaring me awfully. I don't know if dreams reflect your inner thoughts, and I've heard that dreams are the work of your subconscious. And if that's so, my subconscious seems to be telling me, nothing will ever be alright, and I'll always be a spectator on the sidelines watching people go around being busy, being happy. Maybe I have an inner fear of being abandoned. And in ALL my dreams, there'll always be this part of me running to/from something/someone. And then in that splitsecond when I open my eyes, I'll always think my dreams were real, and I almost cry praying that it wasn't. Then I'll start wondering if they'll reflect my future, and I can spend the rest of my day feeling sad and sorry for myself.

That was so angsty, but dreams are scary. They aren't nightmares per se, but I can feel the sense of desolateness and desperation so vividly, I wish they were nightmares instead. Because when you have a nightmare, you wake up and everything is fine, but when you have a dream like that, you wake up and have this awful sinking feeling nothing will ever be fine.

#47

2006-05-13T21:57:00.000+08:00

I shopped with the mom from like 12 to almost 8 today and my feet and my thighs are dying. She almost killed me for blatantly refusing (It's fugly! It's PINK.. IT'S SO GAY. NO MOM I'LL NOT BUY A BAG I DON'T REALLY LIKE, MOM.) to buy any bag I saw (and yet insisted that I HAVE TO GET ONE.) I was dead set on a PVC bag, cause its nice and hard. Haha! (And it HAD to be THAT puma bag I saw on TV, so basically for Friday and Saturday, I was being a big fat spoilt brat.) And 10minutes before my mother gave up on me, I finally chose a humongous white bag. That my whole head can probably fit in, and around two other heads. Woohoo magic bag magic bag alert! (Like hawt babe alert worxs.)

I saw obscenely skinny girls in orchard, and they scared the hell out of me. One girl had visible muscles on the inside of her arms when she walked (like omg she weren't even using her muscles.) Another was wearing W24 Levis that were too big for her.

Yanchu's coming, I need to type script, memorize lines, buy presents, write notes, worry worry worry (in that order! But worrying goes all through it.). Because this year we had so limited usage of the KSChee because of wonderful public holidays (not that I didn't appreciate them!) and PFT. So before yanchu, we'll probably have like 1 techrun (over and very screwed) and 2 full dresses). Which in essence, makes that three full runs. Which is highly worrying. Because for past yanchus we had at least 6 x 10^23 runs.

The rest of my blog looks rather screwed to me but I can't be bothered to do anything about it.

#46

2006-05-12T10:42:00.000+08:00

I'm feeling sad, Nerissa and Mel are both ignoring my calls (they're probably sleeping! Or doing something that normal people do on the morning of a public holiday - sleep).
I really x 295339584968 need to watch TNOCS yesterday's episode before today. No one understands the importance of it. Where is Nerissaaaa.
I shall hereby bring you the 5 stages of post-tests-grief!
1. Denial (aka Test? What test? You mean we had a test?)
2. Anger (proceeds to beat the hell out of everyone in a 2.4km radius because I SCREWED UP MY TEST!)
3. Bargaining ( I think I did better than some people at least. Maybe like one person in the whole level. But hey, look I DID BETTER THAN SOMEONE. And if I do better next test, this test might not matter that much right, considering its ONLY 35% hor.)
4. Depression (This is not happening to me, omg 9marks, I shall stab myself with my fork and die an awful death.Oh, turra my GPA, turra my parents! I have let thou down!)
5. Acceptance (Test? What test?)
This is no mistake, 1 is the same as 5. Why? Easy! Because acceptance = denial. It's much easier that way!

#45

2006-05-09T15:31:00.000+08:00

Our class set some sort of new record today, by having only 20 people turn up for lessons. We shocked every other teacher coming in for lessons ("Where are the rest? -confused look- You mean thats all who are here today?"), other than our Chinese teacher/FT who didn't make a single comment. I guess teaching for a long enough period of time in our school makes you understand certain trends, like how hordes of people fall sick to an unknown influenza virus travelling around the class the day before a test.

We kinda wasted time today because of most teachers didn't do much anyway. Shuen and I have a talent for annoying people, (and ourselves) with that awfully annoying way we choose to answer questions during a certain language lesson.

I don't know whether or not to:

1. Worry about Bio. Because even though 405 said it was bad, Nerissa said it wasn't that bad (Nerissa, whom I have telepathy with! Cheezels:D)

2. Sleep. I slept at 12mn (not very late, but late enough for me, conisdering I get sleepy even when I sleep 12 hours a day.)

I was going to put "do Chem" but that's not an option unless I want to fail tomorrow. There's tech run on Wednesday so not much time for Bio on Wednesday afternoon, and Week 9 there's yanchu, and there's filming of class video or else we'll never meet the deadline.

I can't say I detest mugging, because I was awfully happy before I slept last night. And I mugged all day! (Almost! I watched some TV though.)

Math test yesterday was ... Let's just say after doing something stupid to my proving identity question, I can now swear up down left right that I CAN DO THAT QUESTION BLINDFOLDED/BACKWARDS/IN GREEK, WHATEVER. Its's like some kind of uh, penance you pay for screwing up at the important part.

Natsy is 16th today, and we got her a blueberry cheesecake (that Stall4 auntie stored in her sandwich fridge for us. Haha!). I wanted to message her at midnight, but considering this (I have 20messages left till Saturday. Die, plan, die -stabs plan with fork.), I didn't. Anyway, she wouldn't be awake. Haha! Pity we all forgot cameras, and Nats had to serve us cake in order of our age. Shows how true to our Chinese roots we are!

[Edit 1739] After sleeping and wasting time away, I swear I can see the very pipedream of a decent GPA disintegrating in front of my very eyes. I have zero motivation and my productivity level is languishing between 0 and x (where x<0.01).>

#44

2006-05-07T21:48:00.000+08:00

I think by blogging, I have officially given up on Math. Math kills, I've been working on it all day, and there's nothing left of me but an empty shell! (Math robs my sanity too.)

I cannot wait for Thursday, when I'll prance out of school to go home and do frivolous things like read Iweekly for The 9 O'Clock Show (thereby known as TNOCS) synopsis, and watch Taiwan TV, bathe and go for choir concert! ( I don't mean to say choir concert is frivolous! But perhaps, compared to the Very Intellectually Stimulating Activity known as Never Ending Math.) Then Friday, I'll do more prancing, over to Nerissa's house to watch taped TNOCS and go shopping after (please volunteer to go with me!)

I really did try to Mug Like Mad today, and I even ponned Jiang today for it. And Jiang was on my all-time favourite topic (no, not CampusSuperstar, haha!) GE2006. I bet I would know more than the teacher if I went, and I'll end up arguing with the teacher. I even got into an argument with my dad over politics, and he was happily pissed me with for the rest of the day.

I would blog about GE2006 if I had time, but I don't. So good luck to me, that Math would be fine, Chem would be fine, and Bio can just go and die.

#43

2006-05-06T11:37:00.000+08:00

I'm a horribe coward at heart (okay wait, everyone knows that anyway!). I screamed like mad when my aunt pulled the crabs she bought out from her bag and dangled them in front of me. She's awfully sadistic. How can I concentrate on studying when she's out there killing a crab.(Then again, I'll have crab to eat later :D)

I'm rather looking forward to the next three weeks of school (despite MATHCHEMBIO). I've taken to calling them MATHCHEMBIO, and if you speak it fast enough, it would start to sound like one subject only. (Instead of MATH16%. CHEM25%, BIO FREAKING35%) It's gonna be another two exciting weeks to yanchu! Then Week 10 of SS PT, Philo SA and the postponed Physics PT (which we're supposed to hand in during the holidays. Like how? Apparently people going for France trip get to hand in 1 week after France, but you see, between 12th and 19th, I'll be going to Thailand for a few days in between.

I slept for 11hours last night, and I still feel as though I haven't slept a wink. Sleep debt is hard to pay off, and somehow I didn't want to wake up, because of the prospects of today. Like uh mugging and no favourite TV show. (It's awfully entertaining, everyone should watch it! For dontcha guy, and the ever-so-saintly FannWong. Woohoo.) Latest update: NATS PROMISED TO TAPE :D (Which makes her potential bestfriend material, according to #41.Haha! How superficial!)

I really should get down to my long-awaited date with The Books. So see you! I do hope this is a saner entry than #42, the Ode to Maggie Sue. :D

[Edit 20:09] Chem mugging is coming on badly, I don't know what I have to know and what I don't, I can't seem to memorize anything for QA, I have no inkling of basic moles and solubilities of salts, and what on earth is Le Chatelier's theory?! I'm finally at notes for QA and there's alot of TYS to be done before I can move on to like Math and Bio. [/Edit]

#42

2006-05-04T22:57:00.000+08:00

Big Kiss to Maggie Sue!

This post is dedicated to Maggie Sue, who likes to go to the Loo and Moo! (I can rhyme well, I don't care if it makes no sense!)

Since you said to dedicate a post to you, dear Maggie, but you didn't say it had to make sense!

Oh Maggie Sue, what shall I do! Enlighten me, oh Holy One, and make 9pm tomorrow come NOW because I want to watch TV!

I don't have anything to write. This is a post dedicated to dear old Maggie Sue, who died dodging dog poo, and loved going to the loo, to sit there and moo! Oh Oh Maggie Sue, what do I do!

P.S The teeth are making me grunt like a caveman ala JulianHee the himbo who probably has as much intellection as Dontcha Girl from MissSingaporeUniverse, SEEING HOW HE WAS MR SINGAPORE WORLD.

#41

2006-05-03T18:47:00.000+08:00

I told Audrey after 2.4 that I'm the kind that lets little things overtake my brain, then I spend the rest of the time obssessing about it.

LIKE NOW. Cause I counted the days to France, and the days till which the Channel 8 9pm show ends and guess what skjfkgjign I'LL MISS THE LAST 7 EPISODES. I want to cry(even though as of yesterday, it has only shown two episodes). I swear I'll get someone to tape them all for me, (cause everyone loves me, not Raymond), and what I want, I get.

I love hooners x 1 billion and 1!

And I really want to watch the Channel 8 show (I BET SHUEN WILL TOO). If you're my friend, and you have a tape recorder, you can now be my best friend! Isn't this a good chance! HAHA.

Oh no, I'm kind of high, cause English/Chinese SAs are over (though I'm pretty sure I screwed English) and its only Wednesday! And I slept for 2 half hours just, so I'm a happy girl!

I'm so random, and exclamation-mark-y!

#40

2006-05-01T15:15:00.000+08:00

My brother the friendly neighbourhood beng just went for a haircut, and my aunt, being the ever-practical (kiasu) adult (Singaporean), told the hairdresser to cut it shorter so that he wouldn't get in trouble in school (so that he wouldn't need a haircut so soon). His previous mushroom hair was gone, and in its place was awfully short and spiky hair, that he promptly combed into a mohawk once he got home. I worry for his sanity much, especially after he expressed his interest in my earsticks, and proudly proclaimed that he would go for a piercing when he's in Sec4. I hope that day doesn't arrive so soon, because after all, he's my little brother, I don't want him to turn into a bigger beng,

Chem Individual report is slowly crawling by, but so far, I'm rather pleased with what I've done for the day. Oh then again, on second thoughts, its already 3+pm and all I've been doing is Chem PT.

I've watched one P A P (to minimize chances of being googled) truck travel around the estate, blaring promises. How exciting, staying in a constituency being contested. I do not believe that young people are apathetic, because I, for one, take great interest in the coming elections! I even watch the news every single day to learn about elections!

Homework isn't progressing as well as it should, like tonnes of math piled up in front on me. (Which reminds me of how I tried to teach Nerissa math during Jiang! And my outburst in the middle of class - "CAN YOU PLEASE GO MEMORIZE YOUR DOUBLE ANGLE FORMULAE!" And now I shall apologize to Nerissa, because I realized I didn't know them myself. Haha!)

I have avid fans! Like Nerissa and Amanda who are forever making me blog. Even Mel says I'm rather amusing (I know that! Cause I'm so thick-skinned I find my own jokes highly enteratining!).

One day, I shall be bigger than (falling snow) [dot] blogspot [dot] com, and that day will come soon, because she has no brains at all. How can someone say that children being abused under the claim of witchcraft deserve it, and that it is all the result of natural selection. Her lack of common sense amuses me greatly. For this is definitely not natural selection at work, but purely a disparity in education and literacy rate across the world. If people are not educated, because their country is backward, she thinks they deserve it, just because she was lucky enough not to be one of them. I'm sorry, lets see you say something like that when you yourself are one of them.

As much as I (together with the Sec4 batch in our unfortunate school) detest D arwinian theories (purely because I have not studied them), she just insulted the very theory on which evolution is based upon. D arwin would turn in his grave. The girl needs a brain, but then again, it might be wasted on her! (Can you tell I'm taking great pains to not show on on pages after being sweeped by the GoogleBot!)

Amanda reckons I take pride in criticizing people. :D

#39

2006-04-26T16:26:00.000+08:00

The rest of the week seemed rather bleak even after RS (thank goodness) because of the Chem report that we had to write but had no idea how on earth to. All I can say now is, thank god for my groupmates (: Amanda, Shuen, Charlene (especially Amanda since she actually started omg). I love you guys, and dont you get ego, Manda!

I was just thinking how I get upset and down over the smallest, littlest things, but then again, I'm very easily perked up by the smallest things that happen around me! Like just laughing over SamPan (sampan!) with the group today, and camwhoring in class (attempting to shake off our lianess and take artistic shots!) and how Chem PT report might not be so screwed, and how I can watch yulebaifenbai today.

To Nerissa: I'm sorry I was like that yesterday! I was feeling awful, and I kinda took it out on you, but you know I love you right, cause you are the one who understands all my jokes and my dreams. :D And cheer up about you predicament! They're the ones losing out anyway!

More jianbaos to do! I finished two yesterday and I shall attempt to do another 2 today, to clear my debt for the past two weeks, then do for this week and next week. Jian bao every week is terribly taxing so we end up owing and owing and it always snowballs to such a large amount. We're really the nicest and most obedient class around, the other zhongshang ban that laoshi teaches all stopped handing in jianbaos when this term starts.

#38

2006-04-23T20:21:00.000+08:00

In the process of writing my RS script. I hope Tuesday comes right now, we can then wave adieu to our wonderful RS and good riddance. Actually, RS (Research Studies) does indeed sound more sophisticated than PW (Project Work), which reminds me of primary school IPW (Inter-disciplinary Project Work). Even primary schools had more dignified names for 'research work'!

It's Week6 tomorrow, which means 5 more torturous weeks of school before the holidays do come. Half the term's over, and it's horrible how we're all burning out, and technically, we've only gone through four weeks of school. I really don't want to think about what the next 15 weeks will do to my sanity and my physicaly and mental wellbeing.

MOE's a genius to slap PFT right in the midst of the chaos. I bet no one has ever known how it feels like to go home aching and tired, only to stick toothpicks (not literally) in your eyes to stay awake, not lie down dead, and study for your test the next day. It's inhumane, and we get Wednesday and Tuesday PFT days. (They don't think much of how awfully hard it is to drag yourself through the rest of the school week when you don't get ample rest, even if it were just for a day.)

-Ignore this. Typical angst-

I'm really getting annoyed with everything and just about everyone. You seriously should stop acting like the whole world owes you something,. Stop annoying everyone around you. No one deserves to put up with all that from you, especially with all we have to handle, you know. (Please don't be overly sensitive, chances are, its not you, because what are the chances that the one person I'm talking about happens to be you. Go buy 4D or something.)

I'm getting incoherent, but I cannot stand it when people behave all above-you and high and mighty.And basically mess around with your mind. (or maybe I'm so simple-minded I'm so easily riled and affected.) Like giving cryptic ambiguous statements (as though you really do want controversy. Like some secret message "Am I talking about you? Hmms let me think again. It might be you, it might not be you. Let me play around with your brain some more.") and act all aloof and troubled sometimes ("YES I'm talking about you.") then be your best friend again the next day ("Of course it wasn't you!") .

-End-

#37

2006-04-20T20:12:00.000+08:00

RS report formatting is just able as interesting as watching your toenails grow, and just about as intellectual too. But sadly, Formatting for An RS Report is Essential, so there's no way I can NOT do it. Tragic.
Week 5 ending! Half of Term2 gone! (If only the rest passes as quickly.) I bought The Handmaid's Tale today at The School's First Ever Book Day (-cues drum roll and singing of school song). I've always wanted it, but I've never had the money with me to. I should really stop buying books and borrow them from the library like normal people do, but I'm so spoilt I refuse to read books with discolored pages (I should go repair myself! [The spoilt joke cracks me up omg what's happening to my sense of humor.]) Anyway back to the book (no I haven't read it, I haven't had time to study chemistry, I haven't had time to do my RS script, I haven't had time to do jian bao, I haven't even had time to sleep in peace) I read an excerpt during SS. I do wish Margarent Atwood to be less ... explicit with her writing, it can be highly disturbing. The whole theme is somehow rather intriguing. I think I shall bring it to France!
Ugh I forgot that the gayest-show-ever-on-Singapore-TV (okfine maybe not THE. but one of THEM anyway) the superstar drama I-forgot-its-title is showing soon. -hops around. Haha! It is highly amusing and entertaining because of bad plot, bad acting and ugly people. Basically, the whole show is just a long advertisement of their albums.
And ew Math assignment.

#36

2006-04-17T20:45:00.000+08:00

I'm feeling rather terrible and teenage-angsty and PMS-y now. Math is giving me a terrible headache, RS is ruining my life, and I just plain detest English lessons altogether.

Walked out of the houses just now after some minor arugment ala typical teenage egocentrism. It was something about horrible school + no tv cause of soccer on a weekday night at 8pm (omg like since when did they have soccer at that time.) So I grabbed my stuff and walked out of the house. (And embarassingly enough, ended up at Popular. I can't even run away from home properly.)

Well. I needed new pens for History SA on Thursday anyway. I can't believe I spent 30minutes there wasting my time away, before the conscience kicked in (and the Math Assignment beckoned, I must have telepathy with it.). So I came home.

This feels majorly stupid, but I saw aeroplanes in the sky, and suddenly I wanted to cry because I thought of how long it would be before our break came. Our holidays. And I counted 26 school days left (like after minusing Labor Day, Vesak Day and the highly-anticipated Election Day school holiday if any. Which makes up to about a month of endless schooldays before our holidays do come. Endless work, sleepless nights, awful grades.

#35

2006-04-16T19:23:00.000+08:00

I'm egocentric, and since this is my blog I shall not attempt to blog in proper paragraphs/sentences.

1. English is a waste of my time: "Proponents of the CofP framework claim that individuals participate in multiple communities of practice and their individual identity is based on the multiplicity of this participation. On the basis of this, define the communities of practice that you belong to which make up your individual identity. Are you a core or peripheral member of these CofPs?" (Like, excuse me, dude, speak in English, man. The reading makes about as much sense as the question, which altogether, is just about as enjoyable as his lessons.

2. Chem PT is bound to destroy my life unless I do obscenely well for everything other than that. Goodbye, GPA.

3. Mountains of homework like RS and History. FA! And report. Next week! (I'm starting to become incoherent, but its understandable, given the circumstances.)

4. Taiwan TV is love. I can't imagine life without it, where else will I get my share of bad english and ugly people. (I know this is really mean, but too bad, there was a disclaimer that I AM egocentric (and ethnocentric).)

5. Math is out to annihilate my sanity, in the event that Chem does not. For reference, look for Assignments 1 and 2 of Trigo III.

6. From now till Week 10, no time to breathe, possibly more all-nighters and horribly excrutiating days.

7. June holidays (and France) where art fore thou?

8. I need a notebook to organise my life, but that's assuming that I actually use it.

#34

2006-04-15T21:35:00.000+08:00

Amanda says I haven't been blogging and I should, cause I am rather amusing. I take that as a compliment then! I have mountaints of Jiang homework and school homework to do, cause I have devoted the past two days to Chem PT also known as The-Spurting-Money-Out-O- A-Gatorade-Bottle-Cap-PT (TS$OOAGBC PT). It's appaling how much $$$ we all spent on the chemicals, (and how we vandalized the condo carpark with, uhm, residue). It was really funny when it finally traveled in a straight line for over 20m and Amanda Shuen and I went whopping and hopping to our car, attracting more than a few stares considering the carpark carries echoes. Help. Then again, the straight line was a fluke, as we realized after finishing three bottles today. Three 2L bottles, mind you.
The most eventful part of PT is probably that when we have problems, we got upstairs and eat a lot.
I've been awfully angsty, and irritable, and I get angry at the littlest things, so if I haven't blown up in your face, or bitched behind your back, it must mean you really are quite nice to me!
SL today was more chopping of vegetables, and today we got onions. They're Lethal (I shall immortalize that in CAPS). Onions Are Lethal (thereafter known as OAL syndrome). OAL syndrome caused us to turn red from holding our breaths; caused us to run to the corridor to breathe; caused Mel and I to sit in the lobby crying from one eye like abnormal people will active tear glands at one side of our eyes. We must have looked a sight.
I ate so much yesterday and today, that I will (mark my words) one day grow to be as horizontally-inclined as unnamed individual J. With the wonderful hairstyle (that resembles an egg, kind of.)
Three tuitions in a row tomorrow! I swear I will pass out at the end, but I can't cause I'll need to do History, RS and repair car. In whichever order. And there's Apprentice at 10pm tomorrow night and I cannot miss that, cause it's my lifelong ambition to join the show. (There's this minor part about me having to be a US citizen, but oh well. Old Donnie's missing out on treasure here, yoohooo.)
iTunes is bullying me by playing the Most Annoying Happy Songs ever. They should have a setting where you can turn the "I-Hate-The-World-Give-Me-Suitable-Music" button on. I'm scandalized by the number of Annoying Happy pop songs I have on my iTunes, drastic measures should be taken! Like annihilate them and blast/zap them into Cyber Oblivion!
History SA's on Thursday and I desperately need good grades or else I will die a horrible death. (Okay I won't, that's overly dramatic, but my GPA will, and THAT's not dramatizing the situation.) We're rather unprepared for it, due to the school forgoing every other Friday for school events, so we have missed half of our History blocks. They didn't even bother replacing lesson days this year. And with the lousy grade on my last History test, I need a far better grade to convince myself I'm not a worthless louse at Humanities.

#33

2006-04-05T16:51:00.000+08:00

I realized I'll be really lost if my computer crashes again cause all the passwords I have are stored inside it. Hurhur. (Like my blogger ID which I don't even remember now). I really should write them all down someday, cause I have this notion that I'm actually growing senile slowly.

My second extractiion tomorrow! I survived the first, but I'm still unnerved about the impending one. I would even rather go for haunted house than go for an extraction, even though I'll just run out of the haunted house (the woes of the faint hearted!). Cause at least it doesn't cause bodily ... harm. I'll be going down for band concert with a swollen face and bleeding gums so Jiamin and Amanda had better be nice and reciprocate in kind. Like, by coming down to CD yanchu or something. (:

Every performing arts cca seems to have at least one member present in my class cause there are so many concerts coming up soon. Like choir, which I have to go because I am Shuen's number #1 fan and I (stupidly) bought an 18 dollars ticket. (: Ahh, I shan''t say I'm forced to.

I can't wait for Term 2 to be over. Even though all the SAs are being pushed back/extended deadlines, but there's this thing about how when deadlines are pushed back, you ultimately suffer more at the end! So it doesn't make that much of a difference, other than for Chem, which we so have not started.

France trip! I am rather excited despite not knowing that many people who are going. It's Singapore Airlines so I'm very satisfied! I'm not spoilt, but I haven't taken any other airlines, and I don't plan on having an 'experience' on this 13hour flight to France. The only possible blight is that they might arrange bunking for us, and I'm deathly afraid of ending up with someone I don't know. (Because even though I might look rather loud and high in class, I am a really anti-social person most of the time. And I am convinced that I would have an awful time if I'm forced to make friends. I make friends more easily if I have friends around me.)
I really should do more of my SS PT, it's highly lacking in the content deparment. (And it really is quite ugly I realized! I have no aesthetical sense of colour combinations, like I bemoaned to Mel last night. Her very helpful suggestion was that I used green, black, white, cause you can't ever go wrong with these colors. Anyway the 'magazine' we're supposed to be writing for is Raffles Regional Review. On this note, how very creative.

I prefer (: much more than :). Cause putting the : right after a word makes me feel like I'm using it as a colon instead of the eyes of the face. Oh well. That was terribly random.

#32

2006-04-04T19:49:00.000+08:00

SS PT is really annoying. I spent the afternoon formatting it to look less appalling, so now it looks slightly better. I'm a lousy judge cause I have a warped sense of aesthetics though, so I should leave the critique to someone else. But that (formatting) essentially meant I wasted my afternoon, cause my content is rather ... empty. I've just started on my introduction and I realized my document with the points are kind of lacking. Ugh.

There's Chem next week, we haven't started, we can't start and many people say it's rather time-consuming. It's due on Tuesday, and we are starting on Friday, so that means very little time for us to work on it. (It, like, even has an individual component, how terrible.)

#31

2006-04-01T19:31:00.000+08:00

I need clear goals to make myself sit down and do things (i.e. mugging) voluntarily. Somehow I realized I don't need people to force me to mug, I can do it on my own provided I know why I'm working hard for!

Somehow my productivity levels throughout a normal week can be plotted on a graph! like Friday + Saturday, you have this flat line at 0, then Sunday, slightly higher cause I'll probably be rushing work, and then throughout the week, it'll increase till X-day (where X = day where there is a test/PT is due) where it flies so sky-high the graph can't plot it in. Haha.

SL is rather fun, really. Mel, Shu-En and I sat there cutting vegetables for 3hours today till I had to leave early to update my passport photo for France trip. It was super crowded at ICA and I had to retake my photo because the one I brought covered my eyebrow. Their passport photo regulations are really strcit (for security reasons duh) and I want a biometric passport! Haha but it really is rather inconvenient. You would need to update it every 5 years or so, compared to the present one which is 10 years.

Next week's week 3, but time's really passing by far too slowly. Not that I want all the SAs to come. There's like going to be SS PT due next week, Chem the week after, then RS, History Chem Bio SS EOI, Math SA, RS. Then week9 (when all the tests end), there'll be yanchu. How very fast! (And I just complained time was passing by too slowly.) Before I can blink my eyes again, Year4 will be over, gone will be the days of dark blue pinafores and Andersen Road! Highly saddening, cause no matter what, I believe these were the best times of my life.

#30

2006-03-28T18:57:00.000+08:00

How wonderful, thirty posts already! (Five months after I started this blog. I realise some people can reach that number in 15days or less haha!) I have proof to show that Nerissa and I are lians deep down inside! Up there. Click to expand, I think. Haha. And I;m sorry Nerissa, we let out our deepest darkest secretssss. :D (and my denim overalls-shorts with black tights, remember!)
My Physics is dead. As you can see from the screenshot! And instead of doing anything constructive about it, I chose to whine to Nerissa, and watch CampusSuperstar and Da Chang Jin. I'd better mug harder than ever! (Though for these two days I have been doing a relatively decent job of not clowning around during lessons, and paying more attention. Making a nuisance of myself in class only makes my public enemy #1 together with partner in crime Shu, and does nothing for my grades.) Or else I'll risk a bad GPA for the most important year of my secondary school life (cause it's my last!) I heard that an ex-primary classmate paid 500SGD for the legendary Os. Which isn't that surprisingly actually, considering we paid 50dollahs for our Higher Chinese paper. The Cambridge Board is earning loads.

I really need motivation for Physics, cause I can't do a single question for Thermal Physics. The easiest worksheet! I have concluded long ago that I'm just not born to be a ~~Physicist~~ Physics student. (And I even got a whopping 34 (okayfinenotwhopping,butforPhysics!)/40 in Sec 1. And the only reason I got 27/30 for my Physics EOI paper was because I basically memorized the TYS and all the worksheet questions. How else. Sadly, I didn't bother with the definitions or else I would have gotten one more mark.)

[Edit] I have new-found motivation for Physics because of styrofoam cups and Lipton Milk Tea I found in the kitchen! It's a terrible environmental damage, styrofoam, but it's making me feel much better about mugging Physics. (But that motivation went right off after I realized how many questions I couldn't do in my stupid Thermal Physics worksheet, after I managed to do 2 more questions.)

AND there's Chem FA tomorrow, which I'm forcing myself to 'study' for. (i.e. read the notes I made at the start of the year when I was still really guai. I do not want to jeopardize Chem like last year where I did terribly for EOI and only scraped by because of my SPA.) [/Edit]

#29

2006-03-27T16:08:00.000+08:00

This is really embarassing, but I have a confession to make -bows head down deeply-.. Here goes nothing: I am a lian deep down inside! :D

This suddenly sunk it somehow! Haha. I realized I used to type in oh-so-coollanguage :D And use excessive weird variations of smileys! Let me show off my skills!

1!k3 dis lAa. (That was at the end of P6 I think! No one would believe my PSLE score with typing like that!)

0r den agn mb lyk dis los. =) (Haha! Sec 1 I think.)

Eh now that I think about it, I wasn't THAT lian HAHA. Only the typing part. Oh man, phases. The aLtErNaTe CaPs and the unreadeable shortforms. Oh! And even insertion of numbers instead of alphabets. Like zero for O, and uh 1 for L. 5 for S also. Haha! c001xzxz w0RhxXx.

Eh pity I never got to use "w0RhxXx" and "dErrs" (like de4 的) and miee and all that. They become cool after I decided I was too uncool to be lian-cool.

No, I don't think I thought I was uncool, I just tried to make myself high class! Haha! (High class lian!) :D People now should learn (like I did!) that typing (as opposed to writing) is faster and neater, and alternate caps and an overload of decorative symbols do not make typing 1. fast, nor 2. neat! Haha! I've never ~~stooped~~ risen to the point of decorative symbols, I never aced art you see.

And I am a lian okay, I love camwhoring with Mel and Shu-en and Beatrix with all our high-class-lian photos :D We have so many poses, and we love doing them, HAHA.

This is a highly definitve phase of identity shaping, because I finally realized my true colours. :D

(This was awfully fun to write.)

[Edit] I went to sleep cause apparently I thought today was a really free day. Then uh-uh, there's like loads of rubbish to do. Like legal brief for philo! (3 weeks overdue?) and physics to mug for (which I haven't even done static electricity) and the hell load of RS report that I have to get down to do or I will rot doing more RS next year while my schoolmates have graduated from RS. How terrible! [/Edit]

#28

2006-03-24T10:46:00.000+08:00

I went for my first ever, much dreaded extraction yesterday (And I lived to tell the tale!). How overly dramatic, because in the end, it did hurt less than what I expected it to.

The dentist put numbing cream on my gums before the deadly injections. (Normal people like Nerissa got 4, but somehow I got 6.) After the third one the injections were hurting, cause I think she stuck them near my nerves. So she made me sit up, eat a Panadol, then continue with the other three injections. My whole right face was numb and swollen and I had to sit there waiting for the aneasthetic to work. Then she brought in two evil-looking pliers and did the job. It was really fast, cause she just shoke it twice and I could see it coming out, toegether with the long root. And I could feel the root coming out of the gums.

I could have gotten an MC for today, but there's no school anyway, how very coincidental. The next extraction would be in two weeks time (she wanted next week, but sadly, Friday I have a Physics test, so there's no way I can miss that, no matter how much I want to!) and the Friday two weeks later will be Sports Fest, so there goes my two MCs. Everyone loves me so badly.

My face and lips were swollen till past 11 last night when the gums started to hurt. My lips are already thick, and with the swell, they looked like giant sausages. Ew. And because my mouth couldn't close, I kept salivating, so I had to keep the tissue box in my hands wherever I went.

Enough of the dentist ordeal, I detest going to the dentist! And I shall go off to mug for Physics before I risk anything else in my last academic year at RGS. Sad lives we lead, really.

#27

2006-03-21T17:59:00.000+08:00

Shu-en's latest message declared that she was studying Physics (of all things. The Ultimate Evil. No one else really seems to understand why I find Physics so vile, though.) I need a library trip soon and fast to mug and finish my SS cause all I've been doing today after coming home was TV and sleep. (That's cause of steamboat/BBQ thing we had last night, and it killed my throat.)

Today is unsuitable for doing any productive work, cause it's rainy and cloudy and gloomy. And what everyone should do on such days is to get emo/sappy/basically-while-your-time-away-cause-it-is-impossible-to-do-any-work-now. I know you get the idea, but I'm just trying to convince myself. Nine weeks of school (like 9x5=45schooldays +45+x (x>infinity)days of mugging) before the June hols, then another 10weeks of school+EOIs+ HigherChineseprelims. Then September hols, then Options, HigherChineseOs, results, FAM, end of 2006.

I don't think too far ahead, really. There's nothing to look forwaard to at all, except perhaps if I do get into the France trip (And somehow, like always, I've managed to convince myself that I have, so in the event I do not, I shall be very disappointed. Denial is far preferred actually, cause it gives you something to look foward to!)

Nic's returning on Saturday and I don't think we can find another day to go out with her. I can't even make myself go out, causse the very thought of going out = less time mugging = absymally low GPA = end of life. And it isn't an exaggeration, you can ask anyone else. And there's just so much coming up that I wonder if I even have time to stop and breath for the next term.

#26

2006-03-14T19:29:00.000+08:00

RS went surprisingly better than expected; somehow the work we had to do seemed less than what it seemed like on Friday. And because of that, I was able to sneak out early for a movie with Sarah and Nerissa! We watched My Girl and I, the Korean one (and obviously I cried). I have active tear glands, and the mother in the show was the same mother as WonBin's in My Brother (I'm highly observant!). It was rather sad. the whole movie.

No one wants to go out with me tomorrow, so I should just wallow in self-pity (and in the piles of homework) at home. Not that I really mind!

I ate Subway during the movie so I now have cookies lying on my table.

Mel'd better upload her pictures! Haha.

And I stayed up to watch the Campus Superstar results show! People really shouldn't cry when they get out, cause it's NOT THIS HUGE TRAGEDY. They should be studying anyway! (like me.) It's worse if they get in, can you imagine how much money$$$ their fans pump in every week? I'm convinced the voting system is nothing more than a scam to cheat fangirls. (And no, I'm not jealous of them. I can sing please, I'm even part of the Pussycat Robots. What an awful name (No thanks to Shu-en)! Haha!)

My pet peeve is the ringing of the phone. Ugh. Everyone should ban the jarringly loud ruckus it makes everytime someone calls (AND SOMEONE JUST CALLED! Oh it was Mel.) Someone should invent phones with vibration mode.

#25

2006-03-13T16:21:00.000+08:00

I dread my marathon RS session tomorrow! It starts at 9am, who even wakes up at 9am on a perfectly good day? (Okay fine I did. I woke at 830 today, not like you'll believe me!) But that means I have to do more RS today, like make those graphs for the new survey we sent out. I'm really such a whiner.

RS tomorrow, shopping with Shu on Wednesday or Thursday, then Nerissa's birthday on Friday. Poof and March hols are over! I'd better get down to the library soon for SS PT and Physics. How terrible, I'm kinda expecting to fail physics this year though Mr Yang's really nice and all. It just shows how little aptitude I have for the subject itself. I always scrape Physics by memorizing question formats so if one single question requires application, I'm more or less busted. And the darned SS PT is 30%, so basically, you screw it up, you screw your GPA for the rest of the year up.

I shall stop school-ranting. How unhealthy! And I should get started on my RS graphs, they're beckoning, sadly.

Holidays shouldn't be so short, I still want to go bowling, and shopping. And catch up on sleep!

#24

2006-03-09T23:30:00.000+08:00

MSN seems to have a vendetta against me (V for Vendetta! The movie adverts are like everywhere when you wait at the MRT station). I can never seem to have a proper conversation on MSN, it seems!

Tomorrow marks the official end of Term 1! Everyone's looking forward to it, cause it's liberation, be it just a really short one! (Though unfortunate souls like us probably have to rush RS non-stop, but there's something really invigorating about work when school's not in the equation. But like I've always been saying, when Term1 ends, Term 2 will end, Term 3 will end, the whole frigging school year will, too. Soon. I don't want to ever grow up, I don't think anyone wants to.

Somehow after English today, everyone acted like it was already The Holidays. Like slacking during lessons. I haven't done a single piece of work since Math yesterday, and I'd better buck up before my grades fall far below expectations. And I'd better pay attention during lessons (especially Physics, and I vow to drop Physics next year. Horrible.) before I get too far lost that I don't even know anything that's even going on.

I should learn to cultivate a sense of urgency, haha! Instead of taking things one step at a time. Like, when a piece of work is due tomorrow, I do it today! That's wrecking havoc with my grades probably. :(

#23

2006-03-05T21:06:00.000+08:00

I want many things to be done!
1. Term 1 to be over. (Actually, EOYS in August to be over, but yeah you get my point. Throw in Os Chinese over and my life now will be goooodd. But actually, if Os were over, that'll mean less time with 404.)
2. Pass math. (I'm certain to fail, stop arguing with me.)
3. Pass English compre. (HA! That's subjective. It like depends on the teacher. Screw it.)
4. (I shall not explicitly spell out the last one, but all 404ers should know. It's rather obvious.)

#22

2006-03-03T20:07:00.000+08:00

I'm really very annoyed with my laziness, cause my stupid music files have been lying around for something like two weeks ever since my computer was reformatted and I still have not added a single one into iTunes. I shall revamp it so that there is better music in my Nano and start to have higher standards in my music tastes! And I seriously need my Nano cause I'm going to have to survive 4 hours of math tuition tomorrow in preparation of math test.

Math test on statistics, probability, circular measure and trigonometry! I'm rather sure I'll fail it (and risk the 4.0 for Math I got by the skin of my teeth last year) cause my attention span in school is limited. School work is getting rather heavy, and school's wrecking havoc with my complexion. Haha! Do I sound bimbo enough? But anyhow I really think something like two pimples are starting to sprout. Gross.

Inet still doesn't have the interview schedule for History France trip. I really want to go! I've been to France, but it was for a few days only. If I get to go with the school, it'll be for something like 11 days, and I'll get to visit the musems and historical sites (which I really would enjoy rather much). It's either going to be on next Monday or Tuesday (it'd better not be Monday and spoil my already bad Monday - read VChair Invest.) Everyone can't wait for Thursday, cause that means term's ending, even though the next two would be far worse. I'd better treasure the reamining of my limited time at RGS. When I first walked in, 4 years seemed far too long, and now, I'm 9months from graduation.

They really should have more stringent restrictions on the quality of teachers they hire and have better scheduling for teachers (i.e. not sending new, inexperienced and ineffective teachers to teach Sec4 classes). Also they should make all teachers take lie detector tests for character appraisals. To find out any dangerous habits or fetishes. Seriously, we're all at risk. But as I told Mel and Shu-en, we'd better be more understanding (especially Shu-en since her strength is supposedly empathy!

and we're back at square one said:
I told Shuen maybe he turned out like that because one day he realized there was such a thing known as a mirror. Then after staring into it, he turned into the pervert he is now, so we have to understand the trauma he went through.
Like, oh my gosh, that's like, so, like, cool? said:
ahahaha maybe

I really believe so, there's nothing else to explain it. Our intense dislike and abhorrence for him can never be fully explained and expressed in words, so I shall not attempt to do so.

#21

2006-03-01T19:12:00.000+08:00

Another thing about finishing Math PT early is that while other people are still doing, Shu-En and I have the report printed out, lying on the desk. How wondefully sadistic. But you know, it feels really good. I wrote a 150-word reflection on it in less than 5 minutes. We are all really good at churning out standard reflections. To think I actually said during the dialogue session that our class appreciates reflections (cause Mel said it thus Amanda wrote it down.)

The dialogue session was rather ... Everyone gave the normal standard answers. I don't think they actually managed to address the real issues. Because you see, no matter how much we complain, when it boils down to change, the present state is still preferred. Muchly.

I detest English lessons, they should take it out of the curriculum. When I heard what the other classes do during English, it sounds far better than what we do (i.e. writing enough definitions of family to compile a freaking dictionary). Like coming up with governmental policies and having debates taking POVs of different stakeholders. What do we get to do? Write definitions. Sack him, thank you. English lessons should be made redundant. If they want our English to improve, it'll be far more effective for us to read the papers during lesson every day.

We sing so much everyday that it's getting addictive. And contrary to what Amanda thinks, we don't need singing lessons! (We're better than some. Haha! I shall not name that certain television series cause I think people actually Google their .. uh .. idols. Yeah.)

I can't stand doing jianbao every week. There's nothing to write on anyway.

I rather like soccer. Towards the end of today's game I got annoyed with conceding goals non-stop, so I protected the goal with my life. Haha! And I was the defender, not the goalie. So when there was like 3 minutes left, I got hit by the ball 4 times. And they were the kinda that rams hard into you. My whole left body is aching madly. I always look like crap at the end of PE, kinda like I've been to war and back. Haha.

#20

2006-02-26T19:46:00.000+08:00

I think anyone who comes to my house to use my computer would be annoyed by the way all my internet windows pop out (yes i still use IE most of the time even though Mozilla's far better cause most sites still look better with IE). I resize all of them so they all fit on one screen.

Anyway! Back to yesterday. After intensive Math for 8 hours (technically far less than that since for around 3 hours of the time, Shu-En and I were fooling around and what nots), the PT is done! At around 10pm last night after Shu-En left, everything set in then there was this sudden realization and rush of adrenaline. (And the urge to burst into song, haha!) But that's not really accurate to describe that joy, cause 404ers can testify that I (together with Shu-En and Mel) sing anyime, all the time.

So other than actually doing Math, we were searching for songs with cheesy lyrics to sing. Like Jia gei wo. Haha! I'd better not criticize that song badly, people actually like it alot. But then again, no matter how relatively decent a song might sound, cheesy lyrics totally destroy it. So watch out, if you'd ever write a song with cheesy lyrics, just count on us to paraody it (ala Saranghayo CHI-NA!) .

Mediacorp has too many talent-searching contests now, and ~~half~~ all of them are like popularity contests to cheat fangirls. Hoho. Don't vote unless you can afford the bills. Like the conversation between Mel and I that it is absolutely certain a guy will win CampusSuperstar, cause fangirls vote guys, and there aren't fanguys who vote the females. That's rather sad for the women, cause it basically tells you no matter what, you can never be the one cheating people of money, you'll be the one being cheated of money. Tragic, indeed.

Then again, its not much of a travesty to be kicked out of CampusSuperstar, that's like waaay less time you need to spend acting cute posturing in front of the camera to be aired on national television, trying hard to persuade that one more fangirl to blow her savings. (But you'll never know, some people might enjoy it. Like some weird fetish or other!) I shall not generalize and say that they all sing terribly, but you know, they should do better things with their time.

P.S Having read Mel'sblog, I realize that there's more work to do. Like Bio Inheiritance worksheet, Chinese zuowen test and Math test on Week10, and the SS Stimulus Essay that I have no recollection of him asking us to do.

#19

2006-02-25T00:25:00.000+08:00

I wouldn't normally be awake past midnight even on Fridays, cause I sleep more than the average human being. Yet, though there's math tuition tomorrow morning, I'm still awake typing in results of trial after trial for math PT. The stupidest thing was the decision to do 600 trials, cause they are exhaustive. Doing them and typing them. (Typing is far worse). I have spent the last two hours and more typing in my pencil scrawls.

I'm suffering from an awful migraine now, and I have no idea if it's my glasses or the computer screen. My glasses degree vary so much that I always have a headache when I wear them.

So far, the document containing the trials have 460+ and I have 200+ more of Shu-en's modified results to type in. My brain tells me to go to sleep, cause technically, it stopped working after History SBQ today. Speed-writing (3 and a half pages full in an hour) does wonders for your body, I told Shu-en it exhausted mine so thoroughly mentally and physically, that I spent the rest of the day ... slow.

I really should go back to typing in (seeing that I should have done it long ago, not ~~the night~~ 12 hours before Shu-en comes over to slog math PT. (And seeing that she did hers far earlier than mine!)

On a lighter note: ~~Today's~~ Yesterday was Kehui the loser's birthday!

#18

2006-02-23T17:29:00.000+08:00

Mel says I only blog about school, but that's cause school takes over my life. School = my life. How very tragic. ~~We have no life.~~

History's like tomorrow omgg. And just because the SA for French Revolution is SBQ, we haven't been listening. Must be the influence of sitting next to Shu-en for so long, we just like singing and doing stupid things during lessons. And we annoy everyone who sit around us! It used to be Audrey and Debbo the Maddo. But now it's Chng Min. (Cause she's so lucky to sit in between us.)

History's rather dry and boring, and mugging it one day before the test makes it far worse. (Though that says something about procrastination versus constant revision, coughs.) There's Math PT due next week, Math SA, english compre and Chinese zuowen on Week 10.

There's really no point in having an English/CLE (of all things, CLE) teacher who doesn't even deserve to be a teacher. He spells worse than me (everyone in my class can testify how my spelling is so bad, I should go back to preschool), he can't explain words properly. And his unhealthy obsession with biology. Like mesuration = menstruation? He really should be sacked.

#17

2006-02-19T13:27:00.000+08:00

If you haven't yet figured it out (meaning you're really slow), the last entry was for fun.

Meanwhile I mentioned it to Shu-en nonchanlently one day.

Me: Shu-en, Nerissa's having a birthday party. She's booking a club.

Her: A club? What club??

Me: Uh, you know. Like the clubs you go to drink and stuff.

Her: Nerissa? Club??

Me: Uh yeah. something like that.

Her: stares at me like I turned blue or something.

Me: OKAY FINE I was joking.

Her: Of course you were.

Something along that lines, anyway.

I don't know how I put up with Nerissa and Shu-en. I've been seeing them continuously for more than 24hours it seems. Haha! Fine they know I love them. -coughs.

Audrey and I are chicken and cowards. We ran out of the haunted house at ACJC carnival and wasted Shu-en's money. It's their fault! (Shu-en and Nerissa). They left Audrey and I to our own devices inside there while they grabbed each other. So when the woman came in and knelt next to the altar, staring eerily at us, Audrey and I decided to bail, just as Nerissa and Shu-en walked through the door.

Audrey: (screaming) I DON'T WANT TO GO IN.

Me; OMG ME TOO.

Audrey: I WANT TO GO OUT.

ME: I WANT TO GO OUT!!!

The guy in charge of the thing: Uh, are you sure?

Us: YESSS

Guy: Do you really want to go out?

Us: YES NOW!

Guy: Oh. Okay. It's okay, nothing's going on, it's fine (proceeds to try to calm us down)

So Audrey and I went out and we realized that they might have thought we were abducted. Haha! Which might have made their trip a little more exciting, but later I heard they found out from the other girl that we left so they just didn't care. How sad.

We told them about the guy, and we laughed like mad about it. He probably thought we were hysterical, but we weren't, we were just screaming. Haha! We weren't even really scared, we just heard all the screaming (and some girl screaming until she was like crying) and some guy shouting the infamous F-word so loudly so we decided not to go on. Fear of unknown, basically! And of course there was the woman kneeling there till Audrey and I didn't dare to pass. So we basically swore never to go into a haunted house ever again.

OKAY FINE WE ARE COWARDS.

#16

2006-02-15T17:25:00.000+08:00

On the 17th of March 2006, Nerissa will be having her birthday party at some club in Singapore (that's too cool we don't even know the name. But let's just call it The Club for now.)

And the agenda for the birthday party will be Uno and Twister, and drinks served will be milk. You should bring your toothbrush along (cause we value personal hygiene) and of course, notes and textbook for bedtime mugging will be highly encouraged! On the left is an illustration for how the party at The Club will be like. And of course it shows how many people will be envious of us and want to join us in the party.

So if you want to join in, be sure to bring something useful for us. Nerissa the Birthday Girl will be in charge of booking The Club and bringing Twister, while I'll bring the milk and the notes. We don't know about the Uno yet, but Shu-en says she has a set of waterproof Uno cards and we can even play that underwater! But if we were to use them, we would need to put a bathtub in the place, and buy snorkels, so we'll try to fit them into the budget.

Oh yes. One last thing. Lights are out at 10am, so do come and enjoy yourselves.

P.S We are the epitome of coolness. Beat that.

#15

2006-02-14T17:07:00.000+08:00

I can't believe I'm coming here almost every day, there's like something really wrong with that. But blogging is therapeutic (cause at times like this, retail therapy is impossible and chocolate makes you regret later). And i guess everyone needs that after all the shit they face day in day out. It's difficult and tiring to be suspicious, to be overly sensitive, to care so much about what people think, and seriously, it's a big waste of time to ponder each day about how people judge you. Because they themselves are the ones who are basically wasting their own time anyway. I don't have time to second-guess what you are thinking about me, and to tell the truth, I don't really care. Do what you want. It's your life anyway.

It's funny to watch how people behave sometimes, everyone only knows how to talk about others and are always so blind about themselves (which is probably true about me too, but everyone's entitled, to some extent). It's worse if you just shut up and not do anything for fear of people's judgement, seriously.

I aim to be a mugger this year, with the time I save from the above. Everyone should learn that from me, seriously. (But I wonder how long this will last. I think I have problems concentrating.)

#14

2006-02-13T16:05:00.000+08:00

School is always depressing, cause the PTs and tests are starting to pour in, and it always seems like there's too much work and not enough time. And of course, it doesn't help when you spend useless lessons in school (of one particular subject, no less). Inet has the Summative Assessment schedule, and though it is rather comforting that there's only three terms of school this year (the first one is ending soon. But never soon enough.), it's awful to know that there're less tests and PTs to screw up before jeopardizing your GPA gravely.

Procrastination always kills. Like how I had to finish History FA last night and I missed part of The Apprentice(!!!) How very tragic. Everytime this kind of thing happens, I will swear up and down to never procastinate again. Nothing works, though.

I think I'm bitchy, paranoid and overly-suspicious of everything in general. Which is a really poor combination in all, I end up being an even worse person than ever.

All my old files lie in front of me and I'm too lazy to upload them all into my newly-reformatted computer. The only thing I've put in are my school documents. Sloth is bad.

I kinda blog really aimlessly.

#13

2006-02-11T10:36:00.000+08:00

My lifelong ambition is to be a CamWhore (Caps 'coz I'll never ever be cool enough to be one!)
To be a CamWhore, you must firstly, owe a camera! (Wow, whoopedoo, what's new?)
But... This must not be any other normal camera, you need a Really Cool One, cause it's gonna show up on (n-r) of your photos. (Where r<1)
And you HAVE to think this everyday - The mirror loves me! (In more ways than the usual one about you looking absolutely beeeauuuttiffuull, since your mirror is essentially what brings about all your photos!) This is so sarcastic I feel sour now. Haha!
Had lousy sleep last night. Why else would I wake at 9am on a perfectly fine Saturday morning??
Homework is THE btich.

#12

2006-02-09T20:51:00.000+08:00

The braces were tightened and the new wire is so hard and tight it's killing my mouth. _#Q%B FHJ PQHET) B#Qt3Q *%*(_#&*_^(
Stupid things.
I'm too lazy to start work, I've been online since 7.

#11

2006-02-08T18:24:00.000+08:00

RS is a bitch, school's a bitch.

Homework's been piling, PTs have started to come in, tests are somewhere in sight, and my brain is still not working.
I need motivation, fast.
(Like even to finish the damned jian bao.)

I kind of like PE, soccer's great fun. Especially with the hooners and the crazy things we do - I swear to be a World Class Goalkeeper by the end of soccer module. Haha! Like that will come true.

Changed places in school, so hopefully that will help my work. Sitting with Shuen is evil, all we do is sing and laugh. I don't think I've paid a single bit of attention since the start of the year. However, on the other hand, Shuen is now, one seat away, and Mel, diagonally in front. So let's just wait and see what this will do to my school work. Hmm.

The darned jian bao is becknoning, but I'm in a lousy mood.

Maybe I really should tell someone about this blog. There's nothing personal here anyway.

#10

2006-01-25T16:49:00.000+08:00

Long time since I last blogged and thought I'll revive it since everyone seems to be blogging too. About Friday and all.

Went out with the 404ers on Friday for dinner/celebration/farewell and Memoirs of a Geisha. Mel and I hung around after CD at Orchard and then met Candice and Audrey. Then Gloria and Shu-En came and we all went to Gloria's house to bathe. (and left schoolbags there.)

Met the rest at Fish&Co. We always seem to go there! But they were nice enough to provide us with plates for the cake and all. We were totally embarrassing ourselves by photowhoring and singing the birthday song. Worst thing was that we were right in the middle of the place. Everything was really memorable, and kind of sad actually. Cause it was a hooners outing/happy birthday candice/farewell nic gathering. Memoirs was good, it ended at past midnight and we were all strolling along Orchard at 12 plus, the first time I've stayed out so late la.

Anyway the Shutterfly website is down and I can't seem to access the photos.

Tuesday, went airport after schol to send Nic off. We made a vanguard, and we gave her the book we all wrote it. It was all kinda sweet and there were loads of people to send her off. Anyway. I think I'll miss her! So she'd better come back soon.

Okay. I hate narrating stuff, I'd rather blog aimlessly. Mel and I found the 'mondo' shoe shop at Far East, and we kind of ran in half-crazed. It's bad to go into a shoe shop when you have no money to spend. And I was just wondering why girls insist on wearing shoes that hurt your feet, make them bleed, squeeze your toes, make you fall, just to look good. Cause you see, I figured that there's this place called the Shoe Heaven. (Capitalized cause it's probably some wonderful place with endless rows and racks of pretty shoes, and you can just grab whatever you want. Tha's MY Shoe Heaven anyway.) And because it's a heaven, you need to die before you get there, so they insist on wearing shoes that kill their feet. End of story.

How very lame. I should get more inspired to start on school work, seriously.

#09

2006-01-12T18:28:00.000+08:00

School has become increasingly stressful, yet strangely enjoyable at the same time. It's on;y January and I think I'll be sorely missing 404 after this year, imagine how bad it'll be in time to come. It's rather amazing how we're all so different, yet so intrisincly similar in so many; it's rather amazing how we survive boring lessons, bad teachers, and loads of work, all with peace, love and joy!

RS is a killer, though I have been a giant procrastinator about it. Jiaxi is at IMCB for attachment, yet being the always responsible leader, she has already sent us information about our discussion and agenda of what needs to be completed. I really need to stop thinking up excuses and really get down to doing work.

The weather is wrecking havoc these few days, it's been as cold as winter overseas even, especially at night, and at unearthly hours of morning (like 6 am, for example!). I haven't experienced sleeping in trackpants and with my comforter without aircon in Singapore till now. I wonder how Sec3s are surviving at OBS, with the heavy incessant rain. When we were at OBS last year, we didn't experience a single drop (it rained the afternoon we returned) and we were freezing our asses off at night in the tents. Talking about OBS I still have to brag about our whole Express batch being in Mobile (with the Geppers and our brother school in Residential) which constitutes all 4 nights in measly tents and the fact that the batch of us kayaked back to Camp 2 in barely over 5 hours. (Some unnamed girls' schools supposedly took around 10 hours, so 5 hours is a wonderful feat, and my own brother's watch, ALL BOYS, took 7 hours.)

I have a very big ego, and I feed it by reminding myself of how wonderful I am. Hurhur. No, seriously, we all should have a one-line philosophy for our life. It, like, so makes life very more meaningful.

#08

2006-01-07T23:09:00.000+08:00

School has this uncanny ability to stress you out unlimitedly, and its only the first week of school.
School (i.e. lessons) started officially on Thursday, 'cos Tuesday and Wednesday were crap. Tuesday was just talks and talks while Wednesday was too horrid to even talk about, like WHOLE DAY with them. But oh well. And on Thursday and Friday (the first two days of lessons), I've been reaching home nearing 7 (on Thursday) and even 8 (Friday). First week of school. I can barely wait for school to really start. Like, come on! I know you haven't yet unleashed your ~~wrath~~ full potential. Bring it on then! We'll survive somehow.

RS, the reason of my very busy week, is the very bane of everyone's existance. Every Sec4 girl is either trying to complete every single bit of the frigging report/presentation/endproduct before more work sinks in, or being in denial about the presence of RS. My group falls in the first category, and its completely demoralizing to see how screwed the project is. We have to rewrite the proposal for the 50001th time, do survey analysis, decide on whether we want another survey then write and print that survey if we do, count and analyse more surveys if so, then arrange for more interviews, complete interview transcripts, do more lit reviews, write end product. All before we come to the important bit, the report and the presentation (powerpoint and oral, plus Q&A). All by April. And we don't exactly sit around doing nothing else but RS exactly. That might look bleak, but doing RS for 4 months ONLY would be a luxury seeing what school has in store for us.

#07

2006-01-03T17:43:00.000+08:00

Today didn't seem to go well, the fact that school just had to start was so ultimately depressing that everything else that was associated with this very day was made horrible. Had trouble sleeping the night before (Like hello, normal human beings function better when they wake at noon) and when my aunt woke me up, I supposedly cursed something that didn't sound nice and grumbled all through finding my school uniform, socks and shoes that she even found it amusing.

I have somehow lost the ability to sleep everywhere/anywhere at anytime./everytime cause I couldn't get to sleep in the car. Now this has gotta change, and quick, cause school seems to be a better place when you get to sleep soundly until the bell(bane of our existance) wakes us up rudely.

Meeting teachers was a nightmare, but house meeting after that was pleasant! We had a mini-208 gathering and I realized how much I missed them all.

Dreading school year but I'm glad I'm with 404 this year. They're the best people you can hope to spend your Sec4 year with (and I realized that I'm lucky to be blessed with great classmates, from my ex-208ers and now!), though the situation would have been far more pleasant under different circumstances. Please appreciate my attempt at being tactful, I did enough grousing for the day.

I got my one and only Christmas present this year from Gloria, who was so sweet she gave us all chocolate! (: I was never in the habit of giving X'mas presents, which might represent why no one would give me anything!

#06

2006-01-01T21:07:00.000+08:00

Dear 2006,

21 hours and some ago, your much-dreaded arrival was heralded. Don't be insulted, it's nothing personal, it's just something along the lines of returning to school and at the risk of sounding all teen-angst, growing up.

21 hours and some ago, I was sitting in front of the television watching a countdown program miles away in Taiwan. Sadly, because countdown programs from Taiwan are the only ones that I can actually watch in the comfort of my own home, especially since our dearest (and sole) broadcaster has decided not to show the annual Nation's Countdown (insert-the-year). Tragically. Not that I terribly enjoyed the past years, I haven't exactly bothered to watch them, but there's something terribly wrong with watching coutdown programs thousands of miles away. When the people were ecstatically counting down to your arrival, there was this strange feeling of detachment and yet, deja vu. Isn't this how it all starts, (and ends?)

I tried making New Year resolutions in the past years, but I never remembered them after the first week of the year. Partly cause they were never particularly memorable, and this may be due to the fact that making New Year resolutions had seem so perfunctory, like, I just had to make them or else I was just an ambitionless bum kinda thing. I admit to that, somehow, cause I don't really know what I want to do to my life, but I know that somehow or rather, your other pals (2007 and the rest) will bring my future to me, and I can't run away from them, just like how you sprung your arrival 21 hours and some ago.

So, no New Year resolutions, I just hope this year will be normal and peaceful, and if you are feeling kind, perhaps even enjoyable. I define that in terms of exciting Physics lessons, and if you are feeling even more generous than I'd thought, maybe you'll grant no Physics lessons. Just joking! You know how I actually adore Physics, as much as the rest of my schoolmates do!

Well anyway, I hope you'll even read this, cause I know how busy you are! Just like your old pal 2005 (you don't have to, you'll soon join him in the Past), you just zoom by, and you don't even stop and rest.

P.S I'd actually looked forward to your arrival! It'll bring about sweet sixteen, and a whole new world of NC-16 movies and legalize many things.

P.P.S But you know, NC-16, then M-18, then R-21, so much more responsibilities, and then someday I won't even have time to write these things anymore.

#05

2005-12-25T13:07:00.000+08:00

The Braces are hurting my jaw and my teeth, four days after they were put into my mouth. Closing my mouth makes me look like an insufferable pout. Hurhur, in both senses. Very horrible indeed. I have been surviving on mush, (i.e porridge and soup) and Jo killed me yesterday (not physically. Somehow ... psychologically) by eating a Subway sandwich in front of me.

One of the metal brackets from The Braces (Capital Letters!) fell out this morning, shocking me to no end. I wasn't even BITING, hell, I was innocently there reading the papers when I felt something in my mouth and it was the bracket. The only person I've told so far was Jo, who replied with a very concerned sms for my wellbeing, containing "WHAT DID YOU DO?" I swear I didn't do anything.

Holidays are already very short, now I have to fix another appointment to go to the dentist. I think there's RS on Tuesday, rehearsal for CCAO on Wednesday, hopefully dental (to fix my fallen out bracket) and Bio tuition makeup on Thurday, CCAO (C0-Curricular Activity Orientation) for the little 'uns on Friday. Doesn't help that the Chem powerpoint I downloaded from Inet in an attempt to feel mugger turned out to contain 140++++ slides. Horrors of horrors. When on earth am I going to find time.

Enough of complaining, by the way, Merry X'mas!

One and only upside of Braces, I lost one and a half kg to date! I was so amazed.

#04

2005-12-19T18:21:00.000+08:00

Watching King Kong prance around in early 20th century New York (with all the skyscrapers, which make you wonder how on earth they got there in the first place) does, rather interestingly, bring about a new meaning to the phrase "concrete jungle". This very expensive blockbuster was value for money, seeing how much you got from a 7bucks ticket. (Side note, I refuse to watch movies on weekends because of the obscenely expensive prices.) You get the protagonist a giant gorilla, you get giant bats, you get dinosaurs ala The Jurassic Park, you get giant slugs and spiders crawling all over (Fear Factor), and you even have the ship stopping at this wonderfully deserted island (Lost), savages (er, Survivor?). Applaud my wonderful imagination, thank you. Hurhurs.

I'm gonna be a metalmouth when Thursday comes around, and I'm desperately trying to enjoy life before that comes around. Somehow, an RS meeting does not fit into the equation, but sadly, I'm stuck with it, alas. I'm somewhat reminded of how much I'm costing the parents, with the almost-5000 bucks spent on braces, my iPod nano (another 400$), and the new schoolbag Mum bought yesterday that was 80$.

Nerissa is back! I've missed her! And Sarah. (I've noticed how that looks like an afterthought, but really, no.)

#03

2005-11-27T14:40:00.000+08:00

I'm blogging while taking a break from counting surveys for RS. Conclusion: Surveys are vile, RS should be banned. And the worst thing is that I still have 8 more questions to count, and the past two took me 40minutes already. I foresee my Sunday afternoon wasted, but then again, perhaps it's all my fault to leave it till the very end, seeing that RS meeting's tomorrow at 9am. (Anyone wants to save me from my fate?)

On a lighter note: I bought new books! Finally. The rule of four by Ian Caldwell & Dustin Thomason and Lipstick Jungle by Candace Bushnell. The former is a Da Vinci code-like thriller (as it says so on the jacket) that I've been wanting since August, while the latter is undeniably a trashy-sort. But trashy books are immensely enjoyable to read, in a way. What sort of amused me was the fact that Lipstick Jungle came with a free compact mirror (and I didn't even know, seeing that it was orange and it sort of blended in with the cover. Oh well. The cover also says, "Bestselling author of Sex and the City". I really should think about wrapping up the cover and covering that line with liquid paper, seeing how my aunt (who finances my book hunger) thinks all the books I read are literary classics.

I went Friendster surfing yesterday, it was really enlightening, seeing I found out new, uh, gossips. I just need someone who knows to talk about it to, and there you go, the bitch in everyone.

I realized the words on my blog are terribly tiny, and I'm even half-squinting my eyes to type this entry, but you see, I find some sort of security in typing like this (i.e. so small that I can barely see), cause it makes me feel like people staring over my shoulder cannot see. I must be rather paranoid, since there's usually no one else in my room.

#02

2005-11-25T13:35:00.000+08:00

Blogging can be strangely addictive. Anyhows. Short filler post to waste time, because I'll be leaving home in less than an hour for Prime. And then for dinner and the ELDS play.

Jay Chou's November's Chopin has been replaying on my computer and my iPod for the past few weeks, I guess repeat mode is something Mel and I have in common! Repeat mode can either get you very sick of a song, but it's nice while you're still high about it. I admit that I didn't buy the album, my brother borrowed it from his friend. Still! His music is oddly addictive too, (just like blogging, hurhur) but there are these couple of his songs that are overhyped and overplayed that they just make you sick. The one that I'm currently stuck on is Feng, or Maple. Rather weird name, with emo lyrics about lost love or something (I'm lousy with imagery, I'm just assuming that because he sings that falling maple leaves are like longing, hurs.) There's something about emo lyrics (though they border on cheesy) that get totally stuck in your mind and give you brain itch.

Angst is comforting in a weird way, as you can see! From my blog name, degenerate, to the wonderfully huge ATROPHY banner-like thing hanging right above this entry. I'm not angsty, but it's fun (sort of), acting angsty.

I spent the whole of last week wishing school would start soon, my life had degenerated to such depths of sleeping 12 hour days, barely using my brain (if it's still there). Now, looking at the calendar, only one month of holidays remain, and everything seems so rushed and so short now.

Students Sketchpad http://studentssketchpad.blogspot.com/

Museum of Twits http://museum-of-twits.blogspot.com/

Retard Patrol http://retardpatrol.blogspot.com/

The last two are wonderfully insulting. Yet entertaining.

I just read an email from Nerissa in France, and I really miss her! (Despite the fact that she has only been gone for 4 or 5 days.) But she's gonna be there for a month, and I guess she seems to be enojying herself, other than time with her host. I'm glad for her (:

#01

2005-11-24T18:42:00.000+08:00

There's something oddly satisfying and therapeutic about blogging, something about being self-indulgent and narcissistic that appeals to everyone. Cause during that time, everything revolves around you, alone. And obviously there's an attention-seeker in just about everyone, seeing how many blogs are created per minute (and I don't deny that I have contributed greatly to it.)

Friendster was being a bitch about their photos, even editing captions are a headache. Their servers are just about the most retarded and inefficient ones around on the World Wide Web. And to think after adding in ads on profiles, nothing changed. Or perhaps many other users have reached their maximum upload of 50 photos such that the photo upload server is so lagging. (I realized during my hours of Friendster surfing that many actually have more than 50 photos, by uploading collages, yes, collages, such that more than one photo can be shown on, well, one photo on Friendster). But nonetheless, it's sucky, and I apologize to any management that could have (though unprobable) chanced upon this little nook and cranny on the same World Wide Web, because you see, I actually enjoy Friendster very much, with the amusement it brings from surfing other profile pages.

Enough of Friendster, despite the fact that Friendster, is really much like blogging, about being utterly swollen-headed (but no insults, seeing that I have both a Friendster and a Blogger account).

School holidays are so pleasingly aimless, that sometimes I wonder if I've forgotten how to think, seriously. Waking at up noon time, eating lunch (or you could call it breakfast), letting my ass sit on this chair for the next 4-5 hours, before going to bathe and eating dinner, then another 4-5 hours of TV. Senseless passing of time, but everyone enjoys sloth. Or maybe the twelve hours of sleep have put me off my great plans of world domination, hurhur.

Corbis and Gettyimages are wonderful places to spend time online at, especially if you're a picture whore like me. I don't know if there's such a word, but I figured there must be, seeing there's the term cam whores for people who take picture of themselves in just about every outfit, in just about every place they happen to set foot in, in just about every type of lighting possible. Picture surfing for the most random pretty pictures around is really very comforting. And I presume this fetish was cultivated from the days of doing Chinese PT, where I had to hunt online for pictures for the presentation.

Really, if someone happens upon to stumble upon here (and you must be a very bored one to have come here), you really should click on the links on the right and type in anything you want into the search field.