♥丫头。

Bye bye, dear bloggie.

2010-04-02T14:49:00.004+08:00

Farewell message:
In loving memory of my secondary school days, this piece of me will remain in the depths of the virtual world, for as long as time. I'll not be deleting it and if you happened to pass by here in the future, be assured that my presence is felt, and that i was here, a long time ago, writing and filling in every detail of my life.

I've moved on to heaven.

Fun-o-rama 20!

2010-03-28T09:52:00.014+08:00

FUN-O-RAMA had a crazy start and a crazy ending.
Everywhere you went in ACJC, people were talking, shouting and screaming non-stop, it was this buzz of activity that ran on and on and on. At some points of time, you couldn't even really hear your own voice.
Simple your many gestures may be, i'm touched by all of them, because these little things are the ones that show you more than care.
It was my first time being involved in such a large-scale carnival. I must admit, it was impressive. The originality and creativity of all the different stalls was just eye-ogling and mind-boggling. I couldn't imagine anything of such sort in my creative-brain-juices-filled brain. There were banners of all sorts which were also done up nicely with paint. The school looked...fit for a funfair. For a funfair done up by a school, it was of the same standard done up by professionals.
I feel sad when everytime you go all the way out to do something for me, there's nothing for you in return.
They even managed to obtain sponsorship(eg.NTUC) and all sorts of things, literally were sold there. Things like, TOOTHPASTE and even a $100 'branded' cake were sold out.
No favours, just..Nothing.
Shift was the first slot.
People came and went. Small little children aiming ping pong balls into our 'smelly shoes' that dangled from the top. It WAS kind of funny because our grand prize was a TV phone which was a HUGE scam, because we made others think we had a iphone to give out. Instead, it was just this lousy made-in-china imitation of an iphone, where by a thought-to-be stylus pen was a radio antenna, which was incidentally pulled out by Simeon.
I'm not able to give you what you want, not now. That's why, i'm pleading for you to stop this selfless giving.
We were laughing like crazy when the antenna popped out.
We couldn't help it, you know.
It was just SUPER funny.
It's killing me inside, bit by bit, little by little. I shouldn't have lied to myself. That my talking to you, was not going to affect you in any way. Was not going to hurt you in any way possible.
Bakas and Ben10 came too.
We had a happy time chit-chatting and laughing at a certain someone because his coupons kept getting koped away by us and when his $4 helium balloon flew away.
HAHAHAHA. Okay, sorry adriel. Have to thank you anyway la. For the sponsorship of coupons. Orelse, i wouldn't have gotten my beautiful, precious cotton-candy.
Fish. That was never going to come true. I shouldn't have given myself that little happiness i found in talking to you, because thattt, would, in fact, hurt you more. I should not have allowed myself such a luxury, at your expense.
Conclusion of the day was the tiredness of it all. It didn't looked THAT tiring to me, but, ultimately, after everything, my legs were going jelly-like and soft.
Would you have given me your all if i told you the line that you feared? Would you have continued being selfless? i wanted 'yes's, but it was impossible.
The setting-up of the stall, was as claimed by other classes, slacked for us, cause we only had one stall to focus on. HOWEVER, DO NOT, by all means, assume, that our job is less tiring than you guys. We went through hell deciding the banner, the back-drop and the placing of the tables, gifts and choosing the tablecloth. IT WAS JUST SHIT WORK.
if you said yes, i would've probably blamed myself for being greedy, for ignoring how you felt. Giving little care to your feelings. Loving someone with all your heart is not easy.
1AA2 were also delightfully camwhoring after all the clearing-up. We were waiting for the in-charge to take his own sweet time to come over to our stall and check out the clearing that we did. It was damn funny, because Cleo's balloon flew away after undergoing 'beating' by us. we were trying to slam the balloon into each other's faces and the rebounding of the balloon against our palm was just too much for the cord that it broke, and off it went.
Somehow, i wanted you to stay beside me, even though i knew i couldn't give you anything back. I thought hard. Why?? Was i really selfish? Hoping you wouldn't leave me? Hoping you would stay by my side, forever tied.
The balloon came off and it was released to freedom.
i didn't know why i did it. Its probably the reason why i'm so confused. i want you, and i want you not.
Thereafter, we continued, merrily, with the fooling around and the koping of free jellies that we shamelessly took.
I feel tight inside everytime i think of you. A flitting image makes me shrink inside. A clog in my heart, lumping together, so tight. i can't breathe.
Things i earned from fun-o-rama:
1. A hot-pink and black piggy beanbag plushie
2. Heart-shaped white earrings
3. 2 love-shaped lollipops
4. A panda bear with a red 'LOVE' t-shirt
5. Candyfloss!
6. Aching legs
7. Blue flower cushion with smiley face (minus this, cause i gave it to kuaiwen, who was eyeing it for a very very very long time.)
8. Smiley face badge
9. Haunted house ticket as souvenir
Why am i such a loser?! i go around breaking people's hearts. And then i feel sorry for doing so.
That reminds me, Scone's haunted house was hilarious. Although they made a deliberate effort in realism, with the ghosts and the atmosphere, it was just LAUGHING AND ROLLING OVER FLOOR LAUGHING SOMEMORE.
My soft-heartedness is idiotic. It is not an excuse for my actions. It is the reason why i always can't bring myself to bear the truth on you. Instead, i try to work it out on my own. I should not have been so indecisive. Brings about grief, and more grief. Heartache, and more ache. But now, i know, clearly, how you feel.
Beonnan was damn funny because halfway through, he received a call from his classmate, and then he went 'Go away la, ghost.' when an apparent ghost swooped over his head. He also continued with the epic 'i'm in a haunted house.' I bet his friend on the other line would be wondering what the hell he was talking about. LOL.
I'm inflicting pain on someone dear i care for. Maybe i'm a plaque, something that shouldn't exist, should never, ever, have been born into this world.
Another owned part was the fact that kangwei went to AH's haunted house and one of the ghost's phone suddenly rang and he picked it up saying 'i'm in the haunted house scaring people. KAY. BYE.'
During the haunted house, i was also happily koping lightsticks. Laughed till my tears came out, really.
I think the 'ghosts' there were also trying their very best not to laugh at us. Our laughter was like, ringing throughout the entire LT2 and they were probably thinking we were insane. I was holding onto my stomach because it hurt too much after laughing all the way and i almost forgot to breathe.
Guilt. And everything else, that makes me feel sick. Because you should be mugging. Your studies are more important than THATstupid girl. A distraction that should be discarded.
Okay, enough of all the insanity.
I edited my skin, very obvious, yeh.
Included the theme of CANDYFLOSS! WHOO.
I finally managed to take a picture with my all time favourite food.
LOVEIT.
Changed my profile a little too.
i'm loving it.

The rest of the pictures were taking so long to upload that i gave up.
Haha. I'll try to upload them on facebook when i have time.
Now, its time for homework.

2010-03-25T23:13:00.000+08:00

I wonder how many times you want to keep me in suspense.

Things just don't go the way you want them to.

2010-03-21T22:42:00.002+08:00

i'm going to smile and act my cheery self tomorrow even though i feel lousy.

i want to forget about everything.

Everything.

Its amazing what pencils can do.

2010-03-21T12:49:00.018+08:00

A PENCIL MAKER TOLD THE PENCIL 5 IMPORTANT LESSONS:

1) EVERYTHING YOU DO WILL ALWAYS LEAVE A MARK.

2) YOU CAN ALWAYS CORRECT THE MISTAKES YOU MAKE.

3) WHAT IS IMPORTANT IS WHAT IS INSIDE OF YOU.

4) IN LIFE , YOU WILL UNDERGO PAINFUL SHARPENING WHICH WILL MAKE YOU A BETTER PERSON.

5) TO BE THE BEST PENCIL, YOU MUST ALLOW YOURSELF TO BE HELD AND GUIDED BY THE HAND THAT HOLDS YOU.

Life laughs at you when you are unhappy..
Life smiles at you when you are happy....
Life salutes you when you make others happy!

Be a good pencil!

Yes, it was another chain mail sent by my dad. His emails are always soooo interesting. *wonders where he gets them from*
Anyway, that was just something to lighten up your day.
If you happen to see this, they were probably not meant for your eyes.

Things happen for a reason.
You didn't seemed like someone i would fall for.

Hope i'm able to finish my homework today. *Cries* I've been trying realllll hard to complete everything, but its impossible.

I wonder why i'm like this.

I wonder if it'll be alright.
I'm not sure about you.

Okay, i know i've been complaining a lot about homework these days. But that's the only thing that i HAVE to complain about. Pretty much of a complain queen huh. Yeah. There's nothing i can do about it though. When school starts, believe me, you'll see me less often and THEN, you'll miss my complains! So treasure me while you can! HAHA.

I've never felt this way before. It feels different.
I'm not a player. I don't want to be one.
But i'm confused.
Ps: I'll try to upload the photos of lifeguards camp asap, though they are already up on facebook. Those that were randomly taken by NL. LOL.

2010-03-19T20:01:00.008+08:00

Realised my blog's starting to stale, so i popped by!

Been VERY VERY VERY busy lately.
The march holidays are really, just a frantic, homework rush in disguise. There's practically no time for anything relaxing, least of all, let me say the precious word, sleep.

I guess my eyebags are enlarging in no time and the dark rings around my eyes will deepen into black, panda circles. And then, i'll look like some fugly, old bitch, deprived of sleep.

Screw the homework.

I'm sort of regretting my choice for taking h2 art. No, actually, there's no room for regret. I just HAVE to keep going. Its this ultimate love-hate relationship with art, according to Zoe, that's soooo infuriating.

On one hand, you love it so much, you think you'll give it your all.
On the other, you dislike it because there's nooo time to do anything else and its seeping away your everything. Heart, mind, body and soul.

Currently still drawing still life and objects. The spiders have already taken form and colour, and i'm starting on the water lilies..things are still crawling and my progress is at snail pace. I'm starting to wonder if i ever could, finish it on time. Sova's half-done (no, its one quarter) and the rest of the subjects are untouched. Good game, girl. Triple g.

I'm also filled with dread that i went for lifeguards camp. I should have pon-ed my way through. But then again, i would miss out on a whole lot of fun. There wasn't much bonding actually cause everyone was well, already bonded, before the camp. Even the jc2s who came were so fewwww. I guessed it just brought us together. Closer, maybe. We'll definitely miss each other..Especially the j2s i guess, when they leave us at the end of the year. D:

HOMEWORK. HOMEWORK. HOMEWORK.

AHHS, its just too overwhelming i can't even forget about it.
Remember the days when you could even FORGET homework..

There're three words that can never be left out in a confession, especially when you want a reaction.

Maybe you didn't know the importance of just 3 simple words.

That they were never said,
not once.

Maybe if you said them, things would be different.
I could give you a different answer.

You left me to self-assume...
I can't just believe in something that isn't there.

2010-03-16T21:03:00.004+08:00

Shit.
I'm so pissed.
I'm perfectly calm when i talk to some other people so don't tell me i'm on PMS.

Because a certain someone doesn't even know what it means to start loving himself. I feel sorry for you.

Love yourself,
Love me not.
If you can't even do that, how are you going to love someone else?

Hey you! I'm a lifeguard.

2010-03-15T09:19:00.005+08:00

These designs were done by me using photoshop yesterday. They are supposedly, for, ACJC's lifeguard team's teeshirts/banner/jacket. (i guess). I had a hell of a time trying to make them look as interesting and fun as possible, but it was worthwhile.

Many people prefer the first one, as well as lifeguard6,7,10 and 11.
I rly put in a lot of effort into this and it feels good that people like the designs. (:

LIFEGUARD1

LIFEGUARD2

LIFEGUARD3

LIFEGUARD4

LIFEGUARD5

LIFEGUARD6

LIFEGUARD7

LIFEGUARD8

LIFEGUARD9

LIFEGUARD10

LIFEGUARD11

i can't believe i was so dense.

Exploration of oneself in art.

2010-03-14T19:51:00.001+08:00

5 objects that describe me.

Anyone?

Where do all your fats come from?

2010-03-13T14:36:00.002+08:00

I feel like a stick.

It's so unfair.

Other people get to grow fat when no matter how hard i try, i get even skinnier.

Skin and bones, day by day.

2010-03-10T22:59:00.005+08:00

I envy the poly people.

It was raining today and everyone thought it was a cause for celebration.

No mass pe. YAY.

NO. IN YOUR DREAMS.

It just had to be worse.

The PE teachers made us do mass pe, indoors.

It was even worse than the outdoors one because we were aligned in the bleachers doing sets of step-ups, crunches, planes and push-ups. Maybe its because the air was more humid, that may contribute to why everyone were sweating profusely. We were drenched like crazy in sweat and all the girls' fringes were stuck to their foreheads. It was soooo gross and we had to dry off later within a 20 minute period to get ready for our tutorials.

Yeah, our lifes suck.

Is there something with puberty that disillusionises people, espcially, GUYS, for this instance, to think that they are more musculine just because they shed off a few pounds of excess fat or just because they gain a little more muscle or grew a few inches taller? I don't understand, WHY, guys like to be buff. Can't they just appreciate lean, toned muscles instead of the gory, super brawny, beefy kind? It's disturbingly nauseating and revolting. I mean, what kind of effect do you want to get with THOSE muscles? The pe teacher was like saying some guys train so hard that they get microtears so terrible that their muscles literally tear off, forming this huge bulge depending on which part the muscle sprung up. Its like this rubber band. When you stretch it too tightly and let go, it recoils. Their muscles snap, literally.

Let me tell you something. The kind of effect that you WILL get if you have muscles like that, is people staring at you with their eyes gorged out like goldfishes. Sooo, unless you want to be a goldfish feeder, don't ever go to those extremes.

*Shrugs* We all have different degrees of acceptance, i guess.

Simeon takes steroids. i was kinda shocked that day to see him popping the pills into his mouth before pe. He's super buff, i admit. What do you actually expect from a waterpolo boy... but, wouldn't there be any side effects? /: I wouldn't personally consume any pills without consulting a trainer first.

Another freaky example is my brother.

He's walking around the house again, deliberately pulling up his shirt, in front of me.

Me: 'What you doing??? Show off your six-pecs ah?'

Bro: 'YA. Its EIGHT pecs.'

Me: Crazy.

Bro: The delegate of Taiwan tells the delegate of Lalaland and self denial to mind her own business.

Me: !@#!#$#$. Thinks-just because he has sabbatical week and he's appointed as some delegate of taiwan doesn't make him a VIP.- Isn't he the one who's living in SELF DENIAL and on the way to SELF DESTRUCTION???!

DOT DOT DOT.

Retarded asshole.

LOL.

Stop going around telling people about your non-existant eight pecs lah.

They aren't even there. LAMER.

You don't even have, you wna show. SHOW WHAT. LOL.

Another funny thing that happened in class.

The korean in my class was teaching us expletives like 'fuck you' in korean, and everyone was going 'Sheba-nom' and he was like 'stop stop stop'. HAHAHAHA, then we were like daring each other to say it to a teacher. They wouldn't even understand anyway.

*giggles*

Anddddd his name is Kim Dong Kyu and everyone was doing a riot chant, chanting his name like he was the president of south korea or something.

IT WAS SOOOO HILARIOUS.

Ps: Note to kani: Haven't heard from you recently, but GET WELL SOON, YO! (8

Deal with the Devil if the Devil has a constituency - and don't complain about the heat.

2010-03-10T20:40:00.006+08:00

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, Daddy.
Thank you for chidding and prohibiting me to do almost everything. I know very well, now, that your over-protectiveness usually spans from being overly concerned. I just want to say that, without your presence, i'd feel lost. Very lost. Because I'm used to having you around and i can't imagine life without you. Thank you for your guidance these sixteen years of my very existence. You're my guiding light and even though i know i'll never ever say these three words out loud, i love you.

Pure Hearts and stumble
In my hands they crumble
And fragile and stripped to the core
I can't hurt you anymore
Loved by numbers
You loosing, life's wonder
And touch like strangers detached
I can feel you anymore

And sunshine, trapped in our hearts
It could rise again, but I'm lost
And crushed
I'm cold and confused with no guiding light left inside
You were guiding, light

Aside from sentiments, i'm here with official news.
NEWS OF THE DAY: I've started dating andddd I've also found a new BFF. (In case you don't know, BFF stands for Best-Friend-Forever.)
My dearest bunk bed is my boyfriend and google has became my bestfriend of the year. (And following years to come.)

I love my bed, totally.
I would give my life, heart and soul in exchange to be with it for a minute.
Just one minute.
Just that minute more would do.
I would also gladly spend my last few dying moments lying on it.

I'm lacking in sleep and this sleep deprivation process is killing me.
Its probably due to all the draining physical training that lasts throughout the entire week. The dreaded process is also a non-stop, continuous cycle that repeats itself, every single day.

You might be thinking that i'm a complain queen or what have you, but i don't give a shit man. I'm rly damn tired and the only way to release my pent-up desperation for sleep is to allow myself to bemoan, fuss, grumble, protest, whine, yak, and bitch non-stop about how tired i am until its to my satisfaction.

Currently, i'm exploring the idea of rewinding my bodyclock. That means to say that upon reaching home after lifeguards, i sleep from 9pm onwards all the way to 3am, wake up and start on a madrush to finish my homework till 6am. After that, its off for school. Therefore, instead of the usual 12am-6am or 1am-6am sleepless nights, i get the same amount of sleep, BUT, here's the catch. I'm sleeping during the 'golden hour', which is the period whereby scientists think is the time at which your body rests and repairs itself best. This theory was tested by me and it truly works. Somehow, whenever i sleep at 9pm, i'll wake up at exactly 1am in the morning and feel like i've slept 12 hours straight, when in actual fact, it was just four.

Okay, that's enough complaining for the day.
I'm tired of complaining already.
Even though i slept an hour just now, i'm still feeling dreary.
WAKE UP WAKE UPPPPP WAKE UP.

Crap. This is most self-deprecating.

Off to decorate my father's birthday cake.

When things go missing, don't bother to look, 'cause they're sure to pop up later on.

2010-03-08T18:37:00.007+08:00

Mood: Contemplative
I'm feeling so hyper happy because i'm relieved.

I found my pencil case.
*Jumps all over the place in esctacy*.

But, then again, i realised something.
I'm dumb.

Ya, you're right.
I REALISED i'm dumb.
I might just BE the dumbest person in the whole wide world, right now.

FYI: I did not knock my head against the table, neither did i bang it against the wall.

Guess where i found my pencil case?
It had dropped into the hole beside my table and the wall.
AND I DIDN'T NOTICE.

Come to think of it, if i remembered correctly, i did hear a resounding crash, and i DID remember thinking 'Shit, my pencil case dropped. Ahhhh. I'll pick it up later.'
AND THENNNN, forgetting to pick it up LATER.
Retardedly, the 'later' part never did OCCUR to me later on.

WORSE OF ALL, i stupidly thought i lost my pencil case.
I even THOUGHT i left my pencil case at the pool deck.
I even bothered two lifeguard seniors by asking them if they did see my pencil case and making them send smses to the j1s and coach just to look for it.

THE WORSEWORSEWORSEWORSEWORSE OF ALL, i thought it was hopeless after personally making a trip to the pool deck area, the pool office(still got niao-ed by some asshole in-charge, i don't know who, in the pool. Who cares if you lost your pen or pencil.), the shower room, the gym, the gym office. the lost-and-found in the general office and triple-checking with friends if they did see it, THATTTTT I WENT TO BUY NEW STATIONARY.

Call that pro.
I wasted my TIME, anddd, MY money.

OMFGOD.
HOW MOREEEEE STUPID CAN I BEEEE?
..

Mental note to self:
MY DEAR MS LIYING.
This is really unforgivable.

You...
YOU owned.
You're just PLAIN DUMB.
DUMB. DUMB. DUMB. DUMB. DUMB.
DUMB.
When did you become such a pig-brainer and WHERE THE HELL did such stm-ness and baichi-ness come from???

Is this even youuu?!
Now you've to apologise to the entire world because you THOUGHT you lost your pencil case when in actual fact, you FORGOT to pick it up.
How more freaking stupid can you get?! HUH?!

How can someone even be so helldamn stupid?
Your stupidity continuously inconvenience others and ALL for your stupid sake.
Stop being so ultra stupid.

Actually, I didn't exactly find it.
My dad was the hero of the day.

How joke..i can't help but laugh at myself.

2010-03-07T09:43:00.003+08:00

Something for your entertainment.
If you don't find it entertaining, that's because you're not trying hard enough, to be amused.

Instructions: Look at the pictures and try to see what is in there. If you still can't see, relaxxxxzxc. If it doesn't work again, breathe in and out before trying it another time. If it fails, YET again, forget it. You ain't going to get it anyway.

LET YOUR IMAGINATION RUN FREE!

Can you see the three women?

Watch closely. Can you tell the difference between a horse and a frog?
This includes tilting your head sideways.

This is just beautiful.
Can you see the kissing couple?
I couldn't see at first...that's because i wasn't horny enough and i looked, ONLY, at the big picture, which was, obviously, the ROSE, within a frame.

Can you see the baby?

There's a face in here. Can you see it?

Can you see 10 faces in the tree?

If you succeeded in all of the above, congratulations, you're on your way to becoming the world's next, future artist.

2010-03-07T09:24:00.006+08:00

Currently listening to: Glitter in the air by Pink.

Have you ever fed a lover with just your hands?
Close your eyes and trust it, just trust it
Have you ever thrown a fist full of glitter in the air?
Have you ever looked fear in the face
And said I just don't care?

It's only half past the point of no return
The tip of the iceberg, the sun before the burn
The thunder before lightning,
the breath before the phrase.
Have you ever felt this way?

Have you ever hated yourself for staring at the phone?
Your whole life waiting on the ring to prove you're not alone.
Have you ever been touched so gently you had to cry?
Have you ever invited a stranger to come inside?

It's only half past the point of oblivion.
The hourglass on the table,
the walk before the run.

The breath before the kiss and the fear before the flames
Have you ever felt this way?

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

There you are, sitting in the garden
Clutching my coffee, calling me sugar
You called me sugar
Have you ever wished for an endless night?
Lassoed the moon and the stars
and pulled that rope tight.

Have you ever held your breath and asked yourself
Will it ever get better than tonight? Tonight.

I have the tendency to overblog during weekends. Maybe i'm just trying to repay the lost time at blogging. It's getting sweltering hot these days ey.

My class is addicted to camwhoring. Seems like everyone in 1AA2 looooves taking pictures.

<3<3<3<3<3<3
We're One AA2, yo.

I peeked in with my eyes closed.

2010-03-06T22:12:00.008+08:00

Mood: orange-yellow.
There's so much homeworkkkkk and so little time.

This week was exhuasting.
I had Lifeguards training on tue and thur,
Mass PE on wed,
Four-period gym PE on fri,
Jogging on mon after Founder's day AND,
Swimming cum lifesaving on Sat.

Including, the numerous flights of stairs i had to climbed in between tutorials, lectures and lug my heavy bag around. Plus, sleeping at close to 12.30am every night and on fri, even 1am and later, justtttttt to chiong my homework. I barely had time to take a breather and what happens the day after?

It's back to the crashy routine of exercising till i get aches everywhere.

I've just recovered from a double muscle ache.

Sleeping at 7pm yesterday till 6.30 am today really helped. Although i did get my father to wake me up at 8pm, it just didn't work. i couldn't be woken up. i was just too deep in my slumber and once my head hit the pillow, i knocked out instantly.

There were no dreams.
Not that i dream much.
These days, i don't dream at all.
People say when you're tired, you sleep better, and you don't dream.
I guess its a state of rest that's really 'rest', literally.
Even your mind, which is actively working and producing a thousand thoughts around the clock, sleeps.
Thats the best kind of rest one can get.

Well, let's rant about homework.
Let me tell you guys something.
Although i don't take 4 content-heavy subjects, its not like i don't HAVE any homework.
i've, IN FACT, A HUGE LOT, more.
That takes weeks to complete.

Just for art,
1. Research
I have sooooo much research to do, its uncountable. I'm also supposed to PEN my research in this green scrapbook that's like 1.5cm think. You might not think its comparable to your physic/chemistry/econs/(what have you) textbook, but try thinking about writing, without leaving any lines between, on two and a half stacks of fullscap pad. (Double-paged.) You're supposed to fill up every single line by WRITING, btw.
A preview of what i'm supposed to be researching on: Definition of art terms (Eg. Contrapposto, figurative, chiaroscuro, sfumato...), Different art movements and style (Eg. romanticism, neo-classicism, baroque...), Minimum of six examples for each movement (Name of artist and works, introduction, including write-up on each.)

2. Practical
After that first assignment, i'm supposed to promptly start on my second one, and this time its working with distortion. The medium? PENS. Seriously, i've never done pen work in my entire life, neither have i distorted anything because i wouldn't actually care to do so. Things are nice enough the way they are. It was a miserable start for me since i lost my pens just a day after buying them. I lost my pencil case? There goes the new pens. My first assignment took me more than a week to complete and i can just imagine how long the second one will take me. I'm ALSO, supposed to be heading down to Art Friends to get a new box of professional drawing pens tomorrow, with varying thickness, each. Not those that you randomly get in the popular bookstore 'Popular'.

Biology,
1. Notes
I'm juggling with the piles of notes they've already sprinted through currently. I've YET TO memorise and revise through the topics and they're only HALFWAY through the first topic of cell membrane and functions. Already, i feel like its 10 topics. There're soooo many terms to remember. During lectures, i have the tendency to sleep throughout with my eyes forced open and my eyelids fluttering non-stop. Why don't i just throw my head on the table and sleep?! Because, sadly, my tutorial and lecture teacher is the discipline head. Who, so happens to love calling on any random being in the room she deems fit of being lifeless during her lessons. She just loves picking on us and making us answer her questions, super randomly. It helps to keep us awake..Ya, righttt.

That means to sayyyy..

When attending biology lessons, you have to avoid doing/having the following:

*****so as not to get singled out in lecture halls/tutorials*****

'That girl with the red pencil case..'
'That girl with the pink bag..'
'The girl holding the green pencil..'
'Who does that orange file belong to? Can the owner please answer my next question?'
'That boy supporting his chin with his hand? What did i just say?'
'That boy who just yawned. What did i say just now?'
'You in the black jacket. Can you tell me why lysosomes are found in the cytoplasm?'
'The boy i saw just now who still does not have his uniform? Can you please tell me something new you've just learnt today?'
'The two girls that are talking. See, i've just proven why you can't talk and listen to my lecture at the same time.'

Yes, its like roulette.
You get picked, sooner or later.

What's going to happen if i can't answer her questions?!
Esp. when you're a latecomer and you've to stand at the doorway to the lecture hall and answer her questions before being able to sit.
I definitely have to be consistent.

Literature,
1. Notes
i need the LMS, i need to log in RIGHT. NOW.
i need to print out the lecture notes,
i need to read through them,
i need to know the literary devices, terms and methods used,
i need to familiarise myself with Wide Sargasso Sea and Carol Ann Duffy.

GSC and GP,
1. Read
Like the header suggests, there's a lot of reading i need to catch up on. Reading the newspapers and magazines...That's going to have to start, IMMEDIATELY. I can't keep pushing back everything and finally finding myself not doing it at all.

GSC has been the craziest chinese lesson ever, in my life. It's GP in chinese and just for the first lesson, we read through 3 worksheets of chinese AND MOREEE, talking about the singapore government and its goddamn history and progress. Who cares. The cheemilogy of it is too hardcore man. I surrender. Best thing is, the GSC teacher wrote our names in chinese calligraphy on her notebook, spanning across the entire page. I'll leave it to you to infer how LARGE our names are so that they can be seen from where she's standing at the whiteboard. (Which i estimated is one metre away from the notebook on the table.) Furthermore, there's so few of us taking GSC, you get called by her, EVERYTIME, EVERYDAY, in class. Lastly, people who take Chinese, their worksheets have han yu pin yin for EVERY, SINGLE WORD. And they fill in the blanks for 密蜂 and stupid, easy words like that, which i'd have known in primary 1. I LOL-ed at the pure dumbness of the stark differences with our lessons. If i'd taken chinese...I WOULD HAVE OWNED THEIR ASSES. Instead, i had to torture myself with chinese scholars..(from malaysia?china?indonesia? i don't know.)

Then again, i've already secured an A grade for chinese...so what's the point in retaking?

Gp is interesting. Its taught by our senior, who i guess, took her results yesterday. Hoped she did well. She has a sister in AC who's our age. Surprisingly, the graded assignment we had to do, it was quite relaxing since we could use our researched materials during the assigned forty minutes. Though, i must admit, i'm lacking in my general knowledge! There're two people in my class, one a korean and the other indonesian, (a guy and a girl, of course. Haha!), and they could randomly tick off any president or prime minister or occasions that happened in the world from past to present, WITHOUT resources. Informative ttm.

Okay, you could ignore the above paragraphs.
Its just me and my brain, sorting out the mass of jumble and prioritizing.

I'm seriously trying to squeeze out time trying to manage everything together.
What with the last japanese lesson tomorrow and my mum forcing me to go.
Oh, and i need to play the piano.

I carry a smile
when i'm broken in two
and i'm nobody
without someone like you.
i'm tremblin' inside
and nobody knows it but me.

i lie awake
it's a quarter past 3
i'm screamin at night
if i thought you'd hear me
yeah, my heart is calling you
and nobody knows it but me.

How blue can I get,
you could ask my heart
Just like a jigsaw puzzle
it's been torn all apart
A million words couldn't say
Just how I feel
A million years from now
you know I'll be lovin' you still.

The nights are lonely,
the days are so sad
and I just keep thinkin'
about the love that we had.

And I'm missing you
And nobody knows it but me.

When things go missing unexpectedly, its just plain annoying.

2010-03-04T22:51:00.004+08:00

I lost my pencilcase.
Way to go, liying.

i think i left it somewhere beside the pool.
Everything's gone.. (!)
My art pens, markers, ink pens, ruler, stapler, correction tape, pencils....blah.

Dead meat.

Jonathan's advice: 'That's why i don't put all my pens in one pencil case.'

Time goes on.

2010-03-03T22:17:00.007+08:00

There's lifeguards training tomorrow. The Jc2s are taking a break from it since they have term exams, for at least, 2 weeks.

Hail the slackers.
Okay, actually, they are not.
They really do train hard.
Its a compliment, haha.

Tuesday's lifeguards training was not as tough as i envisioned, since, coach made me join the jc1s and not the competition team as abel wasn't there ANDDDD, he wanted me to help.

So, help, i did.
I transformed into instructor status.
Felt damn good. HAHAHAHA.
It was quite satisfying when my lifeguard mates managed to master the sidestroke.

I CAN'T WAITTTTTTT FOR TMR.
NO TIMING, AND GUESS WHAT?!
We have the WHOLE, ENTIRE POOL TO OURSELVES.
I LOVE YOU, AC!

Well, anyways, that's about school life for me.
Or the main points that i would like to highlight.
The other small, minor detail was Founder's day on monday.

OH, and congrats to the treasurer of LG. :D
YOU DID WELL!
Bring the A back for chinese on friday! WOOOOOHH~ AND I'LL TREAT YOU PLAIN WATER.
WAHAHAHAAHAHA.

i got caught for having short skirt twice, consecutively, for 2 days.
*screams*
I JUST DON'T KNOW WHY MY SKIRT ALWAYS RUNS UP WHENEVER I CARRY MY BAG, AND INNOCENTLY, I GET SPOTTED, everytime.

BTW: I LOVE AC UNIFORM.
IT'S SO CHIOOOOOO.

There's GSC homework, and i'm sort of procrastinating and dreading it, at the moment. Well, well, i'll dig in laterrrrrrrhh. Yessssssss, LATER.

Alright, anw, i saw, i saw, i saw this huge doggggggg, i don't know what breed it was, but IT WAS HALF MY HEIGHT, when i was on the bus back from piano. It was out for a walk with its owner and i couldn't help but stare.

I WANT A HUSKYYYYYYYYYY.
If you're wondering what a husky is, take a look at the pictures below.

Siberian husky. It looks very suave right? There's this manly aura to it. It could be a professional poser..

FREAKING CUTE. OMG. i'm falling in love with a dog.
Wait, a puppy.

Realistic versus imagination.

2010-03-01T21:01:00.004+08:00

Mood: Greys.
I hope i get to swim tomorrow. It's been unusually, TOO long.

Here's my finished product.
Or tentatively how it looks like.
Obviously, its subject to change any moment, when my perfectionist streak kicks in. (just like how my timetable shifted slots, but that will be another day. I'm too lazy to post the corrected timetable here.)

With the grids, its definitely harder for me to visualise and draw anything using my brain. You can't actually picture it firsthand how its going to look like in the end. The process was actually interesting when you see the entire portrait slowly appearing and coming together.

It looks kind of weird to me.
There's something wronggggg with the teeth, AND THE CHEEK, ANDD THE BACKGROUND.
AHHHHS, forget it.
I'm going to hand it up tomorrow and hear what they say.

Dozing off...

2010-02-27T12:59:00.003+08:00

Current situation: Sitting in front of the computer, staring at it and thinking why there's so much dust on the monitor screen.

This totally reflects how super, duper, uber, bored i am. Doing my art piece now. Will try to post it up when its done. Yessss, linda, the preview wasn't good enough, i know. Hahas.

Went for lifeguards com training today.
Another two hours looking at people swim, while i can't.
The unfairness of it all.
It's been three weeks of 'no swimming' since there was no lesson due to CNY.
When i'm finally able to swim, i'm going to be freaking slow.
Like i already am not.
Drats.

No wonder people look sideways when you tell them 'i'm taking art.'

2010-02-24T23:13:00.009+08:00

Kill me, people.
PLEASE.

I've been struggling with my first h2 art piece for at least 2 hours andddd, i've only completed 5 grids out of 20. With only partial rendering and shading.
Miserably forced to take note of the minute details and SUPER FINE LINES, plus the dark and light sides of the photo. (When, the photograph doesn't clearly show the shades.)

!@#!@##$%^!@#@!#

What's the first assignment?
Take a photo of yourself in different angles and do a portrait.
Usage of grids and only pencils.

It would have been a lot easier if i used the less unglam shot of me. Buttt, the freaking printer just wouldn't work for MY FACE and the printed shot of my portrait burned twice in the printer. There was even smoke.

Didn't know what caused it.
The teachers were baffled and instead of getting the less unglam one, which meant less drawing and less time-consuming, the other printer was used and hey presto, (I HAD TO DO THE UNGLAM PICTURE BECAUSE THE PRINTER CHOSE TO SHUT DOWN AT THE PRECISE MOMENT AND IT JUST WOULD NOT WORK IN MY FAVOUR.)

*Yelps* THE PREJUDICE IT HOLDS AGAINST MEEE.
i swear, i tell you, i will use my adidas sneakers and bang against that stupid, old photocopier printer the moment i have the chance. And when there're print marks all over it, i'll make sure i tell everyone it was me.

LOUSY, USELESS PRINTER.

Okay, enough of that. Its not the fault of that piece of thrashy, metal junk that's got me ranting anyway.

IT'S THE FACT THAT ART DOESN'T SEEM AS EASY AS IT LOOKS.
Hell 1: 12 extra practical sessions per week
Hell 2: Almost everyone takes o level art which leaves me on a what? Basic art? i'm completely out of their league. (Meaning to say the art terms they use, eg. a light table.)
Hell 3: ALL assignments are graded. 'I repeat, ALL.'
Hell 4: Why didn't you take art in o'lvl? Because, i always thought i wasn't good enough. (Of course, no one knows this reason.)

YES, HELL 4 is like this faulty siren that has to go on until its battery life dies out and everyone goes deaf. Whenever i see some new, weird, drawing technique the other art students use, i'll be expected to know it. *sighs*

JUST TODAY, i learnt, from the internet, what CROSSHATCHING is all about.

I'm starting to get why people always tell me,
'You take art ah?'
'Ya...'
'WOAHHH. SIAO AR?'

Sheesh.
I've never done such tiring and painstaking art before, in my entire life.
I mean, its DRAWING, for heaven sake.
And i feel like i just died and came alive.
Screw it.

I passed the selection test, still.
So i've the abilities to pull through it, no?
(Do kindly allow me to self-deceive myself for a little longer.)
SCREW IT.

I. WILL. DO. IT.

When you're busy, it gets better.

2010-02-23T22:31:00.013+08:00

Mood: Hot pink
Just when i thought i could forget you, talking to you today made me realise i was lying to myself all the time.

Here's my PERSONALISED timetable.

My CCAS are officially on these dates:
1. LIFEGUARDS - tuesday, thursday,(4.30 onwards), saturday
2. ART - wednesday(2.30 onwards)
3. INTERACT - monday (3.30 onwards)

It's a total of 5 days.
I'm going to be sooooooo busy.
Its quite obvious that my timetable is crammed to the max as well. I heard from Angeline that my timetable was exactly like hers in nanhua, and nj for her is total slack. Okay, so that fits the bill. We swapped positions. *Yay* ...Rightttt, i don't sound exactly enthusiastic about it.

LIKE, seriously, HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO BE LOOKING FORWARD TO
1. Less sleep
2. NO BREAKS FOR LUNCH - that means i'm on an unnecessary diet, ANDD, i've to stuff myself with LOTS of food during the brunch or super late lunch period.
3. Rushing endlessly from lecture to lecture to tutorial to lecture.
4. 20 minute break in between lessons that's just enough for me to stall in the toilet.

Things i've bought in AC this week:
1. AC pullover - that's supposedly a sweater that i think looks really nice with the uniform, just that it makes us look very 'english men'.
2. 2 Fun-o-rama t shirts - one white and one gray.

Things i've to spend for in the future:
1. FUTURE LOCKER RENT
2. News magazines - i'm going to share all the 'times, economist, newsweek' blahhblah with the bakas.

Crap. Why am i starting to list down every single detail?!
Note to self: This is just a mental breakdown of EVERYTHING, (okay, its not everything), that's logged in my brain cells since the start of the week and i NEED to filter it out before it clogs up my mind.

Okay, lets not forget.
23 February.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY SEBASTIAN KOH!
Hope he sees this.
I REMEMBERED YOUR BIRTHDAY KAY.

In human intercourse, the tragedy begins, not when there is a misunderstanding about words, but when silence is not understood.
-Hendry David Thoreau

It planted a wedge in between,
Like a beacon of darkness it held stark within.
When every morning turned to night,
Nothing beats the joy of light.

Nevertheless,
somehow, you were always at the back of my mind.
Till this very day.

The thing about insects. You just don't know when they're staring at you.

2010-02-20T21:55:00.004+08:00

This was taken by my father. Guess where it took place?
It happened in my parent's masterbed room and lasted for at least a duration of ten, whole minutes before my dad decided to pull the plug on them. (He flicked them out and closed the window. Plus, they dropped out and down 13 floors, sticking together.) Of course, the entire process was described to me later on and here's how it went.

The mating process:
(Excerpts from my father. i edited some parts to make it grammatically correct.)
They like dam shiok..
Should have taken a video man...
They stick together without moving like glue and paper..

(The 'what' gist:)
The housefly's legs at the bottom (i presume the female) were moving rapidly and there was this black feeler sticking out from the one on top, which kept vibrating.. Here's when the transfer of sperms are ongoing, i guess.

Okay, those weren't the main points.
Here's picture number one. They're so bloody small. You can't even see their eyes. In fact, they're only tiny little black specks.

Picture number two. Zooming in...

Do you get what's creeping me out now?
Their eyes.

YES, LOOK AT THEIR PUPILS.

Its staring at you, oh my goodness.
The aliens are staring at you.
And the scary part? My father didn't know they were looking at him when he took the picture. Only after zooming in on them did he realise, to his horror, that they were STARING, straight, into the camera.

Coincidentally, the date today is 20022010.
Lucky numbers for big sweep.

Chain mails are getting creative these days.

2010-02-20T13:11:00.010+08:00

Note: Just for laughs. Do laugh.
HeSaidToMe!

He said to me . ..... . I don't know why you wear a bra; you've got nothing to put in it.
I said to him .... .. . You wear pants don't you?

He said to me ..... . ......... Shall we try swapping positions tonight?
I said . That's a good idea - you stand by the stove & sink while I sit on the sofa and do nothing but fart.

He said to me.. ... What have you been doing with all the grocery money I gave you?
I said to him . ....... Turn sideways and look in the mirror!

He said to me. ..... Why don't women blink during foreplay?
I said to him ... They don't have time.

He said to me. . How many men does it take to change a roll of toilet paper?
I said to him ... I don't know; it has never happened.

He said to me. . Why is it difficult to find men who are sensitive, caring and good-looking?
I said to him .. .. . They already have boyfriends.

He said...What do you call a woman who knows where her husband is every night?
I said. .. . A widow.

He said to me.... Why are married women heavier than single women?
I said to him ... . . Single women come home, see what's in the fridge and go to bed. Married women come home, see what's in bed and go to the fridge.

SEND THIS TO A SMART WOMAN WHO NEEDS A LAUGH AND TO THE GUYS YOU THINK CAN HANDLE IT!

I'M IN LIFEGUARDS, ART AND INTERACT.

2010-02-20T12:25:00.007+08:00

The title says my forgotten announcement.
*Beams*

3 CCAs. I wonder if i'm able to cope with them. Hahs, well, art club is in because i can do my art pieces during the cca, so its preferable if i took it up. Interact's for CIP and lifeguards, well, basically, higher awards and passion.

I TRIED ACJC'S SWIMMING POOL AND ITS OMG, unlike a public pool.
(Of course right.)

There's sooooooooo little people in the pool and you get the entire heavenly waterbody to yourself. One fault is the fact that there're flower petals and brown specks of i don't know what in it. So, i guess, its not THAT clean either. The chlorine concentration is not as heavy too, deduced by me when my eyes didn't sting that much without goggles.

Well, here're the photos for CNY. Hahas, long overdued, but they were on facebook some time ago. As usual, the bulk of it will not be uploaded here.

I WANT MY TANG YUAN! And my little niece, Fion, and my cousin, Clarence, looks so cuteeeee.<3
PS: 2 new movies i watched. Both were good!
1. Percy jackson and the lightning thief
2. Da bing xiao jiang

When life gets boring, you know it cannot get any worse.

2010-02-20T11:01:00.005+08:00

Mood meter: between red and blues.
That is equivalent to an emotional meltdown that totally got me deflated.

These days, i haven't been blogging on a daily basis, all thanks to my reluctance to blog and partially because of trying to adapt to a new form class. AND, of course, lecture life. Soooo, its regrettably alright to say that blogging comes in second. Having re-read my previous posts, i realised, with rising dread that they ALL start off with a 'Yes,...' and that is just plain, old, boring. Therefore, i sincerely apologise for breaking my vow,(THAT IS, to keep my blog alive as colourful as possible), time and again.

Okay, pleaseeeeee stop stalling with the formalities.

Life has been...(no, its not going to be the usual 'never better')
Tough.

Yeah, that's the word.
Whyyyyyyyyy?
*frowns*

Really, i hope it gets better. After hogging on the question for what felt like eternity, it hit me.
Why has the first 3 weeks in AC been tough for me?
When most people say it only gets tough (in the sense of the word) months later?
When it only gets tough only after the homework starts piling up?

The main reason:
Nobody has, the same subject combination as me.

To be frank, i haven't found someone who takes (B)GLAM. Blah. No one takes art in my form class, either. i'm starting to think they posted me to the wrong class or something. Not that i hate my class. Don't get me wrong. I ABSOLUTELY love 1AA2 peepos!

The thing wrong here is the fact that when they have lectures, espcially ECONS,(i'm the only one in the class who doesn't take it, mind you) i'm left rotting away in the library or somewhere else i find suits, with PRACTICALLY, nothing to do.

See, that's the problem.
I don't mind hanging out myself, but THE THING IS, there's NOTHING for me to do. The Times magazines i got my hands on were not sufficient to entertain me for the long hours and breaks in between lectures. And seriously, the enviroment in AC, even the library, for that matter, is rile with NOISE.

Its a hustle and bustle of activity, i tell you.

ACJC IS LOUD.
and i mean, REAL loud.
Its chaos everywhere.
The school is ALWAYS noisy.
There's a construction site on the way to school.
The people are loud and outspoken.
The void deck and canteen is always packed with loads of people advertising and selling their overly-priced merchandise.

PERFECT COMBINATION.

Now i understand why people DO, hear us from farfaraway.

The next thing i would like to rant?
I'm sooooooo looking forward to my own personalised timetable on monday. Can you even believe that i dread the 'lifesaving' long hour breaks that many of us would DIE to have? I wanttttttttt the tutorial sessions to start, please. i mean, look at my subject combination, i take ART. And basically, there's no ART lecture. That leaves me with one less h2 lecture and MORE breaks. Whats more is the holy fact that i've NO homework as compared to those who take 4h2s and heavy content-based subjects like Econs, Geog, Physics, Chemistry etc. Of course, there's much memory work to do for Biology, but there's no need for the school to waste my time like this.

I mean, for Bio, there's so little homework, its insignificant, and then the entire day will be spent in school slacking, wishing that the draggy hours would past by quickly. I knowww, i know, i know, that i should take pleasure and delight in the joyful breaks that i have. I even slept in school on friday when there were ONLY, 2 lectures. Yes, i should take comfort in the fact that i'm one of the many few who get to slack.

Sometimes my first lecture starts at 11.30 and i can't help thinking whytheheck did i come to school this early for?
The answer: Just to sing the national anthem, take the pledge and waste my entire morning away.

Okay, i can totally feel the emptiness oozing out from me onto this blog post. And i feel soooooooo good. Heh. i know i sound crappy, grumpy and grouchy but i'm NOT complaining. I'm simply frustrated with the humongous breaks that i just can't wait to get into the full swing of things.

Guess what?
i've comed to a VERY POSITIVE affirmation in life.

Slacking can get boring and tiring.

Anddddddddd, you might not find truth in this one-liner, but you WILL later on in some part of your life.
Believe me, if its not now, its later.
Its the 'When' that matters.

He throws around power,
He tramps on them like rubber,
The abused number
will never be lower.

Let love in.

2010-02-15T20:56:00.004+08:00

Yes, i'm finally blogging.
BLOG. BLOG. BLOG.
This year's chinese new year falls exactly on the same day as valentine's day!
And obviously, if you have a girlfriend, OR a boyfriend, you'll be asked, most definitely, which one you would go for.
Do you go with your girlfriend/boyfriend on a date? OR
Do you be a filial, family-oriented child and stay at home for some family-time on chinese new year?

Here's my answer:
BRING YOUR DATE HOME & MEET THE IN-LAW-TO-BE'S!

Enough of all that nonsense. Today was the 2nd day of cny and i was busy bai nian-ing. I collected my angbaos which currently, adds up to two hundred plus dollars (i'm satisfied enough in view of the recession and economic crisis.), stuffed myself with yusheng, sugee, ba gua, nian gao, steamboat, MEAT(LOTS OF IT FOR THE EXTRA POUNDS) and all other delightful new year goodies, camwhored, decorated the house with RED, took family pictures and finally, spammed strings of chinese festive phrases.

Which brings me back to CNY celebrations at ACJC. i must say, i was disappointed with the fact that it was ENTIRELY a VERY, VERY, VERY, westernised sort of chinese new year. Even the sing-along session was ...let's not go into that, otherwise, i might just die of laughter.

Yup. And this once again, reminds me of HOW MUCH I MISS NANHUA AND ITS PEOPLE. *Sighs* RIGHHHHT, and now for the advertising.

(WHY THE HELL AM I DOING THIS. RAH RAH RAH.
Just get on with it, heaven.)

ANYBODY WHO WANTS TO BUY ACJC'S FUN-O-RAMA TICKETS, PLEASE CONTACT ME AND GET THEM FROM ME IMMEDIATELY, WHILE COUPONS LAST. THANK YOU!

Ps: Yes, i'm so desperate to sell these coupons away, so if you have money to spare, please kindly donate them to me! ME ME ME! I CAME FIRST KAY. FIRST COME FIRST SERVE, SO DO NOT, I REPEAT, DO NOT ENTERTAIN ANY OTHER ACJSIANS. CHEERS!

BELENUS. THE TRUE VULCANS.

2010-02-07T20:19:00.004+08:00

YES,

We are the best orientation group ever!!!

♥ Ps: Where's Sasin?!?

The rest of the photos can be found on facebook. i'll definitely post them here when i have the time! Cheers~

Ranting.

2010-02-07T18:51:00.005+08:00

Yes, the title says it all.
And that's what i'm going to do.

Friday was Orientation camp, yeah, kinda late to be ranting about this but, it was CRAZEHHHH. It turned out to be something like clubbing where everyone mass freestyle danced, did the toot-toot-trains and suddenly find themselves squeezing and shoving in a sea of heads and sweaty, slicky bods. Not exactly very entertaining, but all the cheering and screaming was VERY intense.

Then there were the long fun-o-rama talks that lasted for endless hours and i was very well dozing off the very first second it started. We're going to be separated into our own form-classes on monday and i can't help but think that they rushed us into classes, MAINLY, cause they wanted to start the preparations for fun-o-rama.

Went for jap today and i couldn't help feeling a little less sick. What with all the buzz and ringing of orientation still in my ear, plus, the reminders for me to REMOVE MY HIGHLIGHTS, from my dear ogls and og mates, i've officially dyed my hair black. Feels strangely weird, now that whenever i look in the mirror, the expected brown doesn't appear and all i see is chocolate black.

What-everrr. Whatever. What, what, whatever.

Okay, that was adapted from one of the ACJ Vulcan cheers. Hahas, that cheer included shaking your asses during the rebuttals at other clans. I particularly liked Terra's cheer, something like 'terra terra, its an era, era, we'll getcha, getcha, blah blah betcha betcha.' LOL. i couldn't quite catch the words but i loveddddd the tune.

Anyway, on to the more serious stuff.
Here's my subject combination!
SINCE I DIDN'T GET INTO ELL.

H2- El lit, Biology, Art
H1- Math, GSC

Yesh, i didn't get into ell. To be exact, i didn't make it pass the selection test. Sooooo, yeah, when i went home to check up the syllabus for ell, i was rather relieved i didn't pass. Seriously, come to think of it, i wanted to get into ELL, MOSTLY, because of the scholarship. Solely based on the subject, i guess i wasn't very interested in the phonics, grammar, cultural and historical parts of the english language...though studying about the different texts would be interesting. What's more was the fact that i realised ELL is what my cousin is taking in UNI! MULTI-LINGUISTICS. And when he told me about it, i wasn't the very least bit fascinated....*squeals*

I got my Biology lecture notes the day before and i couldn't help thinking i chose the right subject. Biology feels closer to the heart, for me, so yups, people who couldn't get into ELL, YOU CAN STILL DO IT IN UNIVERSITY. So, don't be too disappointed!

I'm fitting in, yeah.

2010-02-01T20:25:00.003+08:00

Mood: shaggg.
Yes, orientations are tiring.

The last few days of orientation are working out fine for me. I went for course counselling and took my art proficiency test today. The art test was superb. (Oh well, what with me being in art&design for 4 years and everything, drawing random objects found in the art room was just way cool.) I hope i get into ART. Besides if i got in, there would be wonderful, talented artists-cum-classmates around me. Working along side them would be like a dream come true! During art introductory, the lecturer actually brought as to the gallery, where all the jc2s displayed their A lvl pieces. It was just WOW.

Course counselling was basically done at the hub. I was accompanied by see hwee, kuai wen, kee an, wen ya, hsieh hui and lilian, mostly asking about subjects we were all interested in.

Every teacher's reply was 'It's going to be challenging. It's Jc, the A' levels are totally different from the O' levels.'

Yeah, that's so helpful.
Anws, for ell, the results would be out on either tuesday or latest wednesday. How they accessed us depended on if we were very familiar with basic grammar and showed an awareness on the different audiences and text type.

I'm definitely wishing i get into art and ell.
If i can't get into either, i would probably feel miserable for quite a period.

After og, i went out for dinner with my new og mates, (let me try to name them) Dickson, Kenneth, Joan, Cherie, Lewis, Timothy, Jebas. Was quite fun getting to know new people, mixing around, kidding, talking about subject combinations and stuff. Except for dinner, it turned out to be a boy-eat-girl-watch kind of commedy. Couldn't stop laughing at their silliness. I was tempted to buy dinner though i was eating at home, just by watching all the food. Halfway through their meals, the guys were talking about shavers and how they shaved their moustaches. (if they had any.) LOL.

Orientation tmr's gonna be mud games!

Reminder to oneself: Bring a dark coloured shirt and thermometer. (And i thought we were done with the temperature taking exercises.)

Chapter 12 - [Part 1]

2010-01-31T19:45:00.007+08:00

Title: Pearldrops.
Author: Яįє

12. Obsessed love
Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away.

The stars twinkled, bright little dots that lit up the sulky night sky. It was one of those nights when everything felt right. Yeah, it sure was. I punched my fist victoriously in the air as I flopped contentedly onto my bed, staring through the window out into the vast darkness.

‘What’s got into you, man?’ Lava had asked over dinner when I couldn’t stop grinning stupidly at him. Having someone who understood you like the back of his hand could be a blessing in disguise.

‘Ahh, it’s a lass,’ he affirmed when I stared into space dreamily, ignoring him.

‘Aquarelle eh?’ he asked. He didn’t need a reply to know that he had struck lottery’s top prize.
Relle, the new girl in class, the beauty queen, was a mermaid. I needed to tell Lava, someday.

Rewinding the tape back to this afternoon and clicking the mental replay button—just before leaving, she had smelled so sweet and looked so pretty in my oversized shirt that she had made ‘plain’ looked ravishing.

No, saying she was pretty was doing her injustice. She was heaven.

I sighed, satisfied when I relished the moment our lips touched. I had felt like the luckiest guy on earth. Who would have thought that eavesdropping would be so rewarding? Right before my geography class, I had heard voices coming from the stairway when Relle was stalling in the Ladies.

It’s a pity her twin’s still missing on her eighteenth birthday. Another lonely occasion she would rather miss.

It was a guy’s voice, deep and sonorous.

Relle is much stronger than you give her credit for.

This time it was higher-pitched, a tone I recognized as Aquamarine’s.

Learning about Aquarelle’s birthday was nothing I had in mind. It was totally unexpected. Knowing that nobody was going to celebrate it with her sucked. Of course, I had jumped to the maiden’s rescue. I would be her knight in shinning armour, except that I didn’t own a horse. An opportunity not to be missed, I reminded myself as I weighed the odds of bringing a mermaid home.

She wasn’t intimidating. She was beautiful, she surfed, she didn’t speak slang and she was the girl of my dreams. She was the only girl I had been crushing on for as long as evolution. Crazily, she was a mermaid and I had fallen in love with a…fish.

It didn’t matter who she was, I had reasoned. I wanted to see her smile. With that, I skipped class, raced home and started tidying. Like they always say ‘a good impression is a good start’. Not like there was much to do anyway. Lava and I constantly kept the house clean. We were neat freaks. He did the shopping and I did the housekeeping. As my internal monologue carried on with Lava snoring in the other room, my thoughts lingered on to today’s date.

29 February

Profoundly disturbing was the fact that today was also somebody else’s birthday. It was mine.

And it had been the best birthday ever.

Not that I enjoyed birthdays. Neither was I used to enjoying them. When your birthday goes missing most of the decade, you don’t want to be sitting around waiting for it to reappear. Thankfully, Lava had helped cleared the mess Aquarelle had left behind in the bathroom when he returned from surfing. He didn’t say a word though I guessed he thought I was on another birthday fad.

The boy’s going crazy. It was written all over his face.

He had his reasons, obviously. For the past years, I was known for doing stupid things on my birthday. Like dancing in the middle of bikini beach, almost getting myself raped by naked women. Dyeing my hair an outrageous orange, surfing when a typhoon was approaching…

These things you do when your old folks aren’t ‘round to tell you off. Stepping forcefully on the brake when I realized where I was headed to—another blind commemoration of my presumably dead parents, I sighed. Strange things were beginning to happen when Aquarelle showed up, and I had a premonition that even stranger things were about to occur.

Sure, there were questions and, I had my suspicions. I needed answers and I was not going to get any until I got home.

***

It was Saturday morning, exactly a week after my birthday.

“You’re leaving without me?” Lava asked while feigning a hurtful look.

“Yea. It’s gonna be an eighty mile drive along the highway into town and—“ I said, punching him lightly on the arm.

“—I’ll be bored to death,” he finished.

“Besides…I thought somebody was so fired up about building the latest 'in' surfboard just yesterday…’ I trailed off, arching my eyebrows at him and sure enough, he resigned immediately.

“Darn. That means dinner’s on me tonight,” Lava groaned.

I chuckled as I clambered out into the garage, sliding into the leather seat of my shiny red motorbike. It was a farewell gift from Rick, who was ten years older and had been my dorm-mate, weeks ago. He was moving in with his girlfriend and they were going to get hitched this fall. My mind went into overdrive when I realized Rick had left us, his all-time buddies, for a girl. Was I happy for him? Sure yes. Yet, somehow I was not pleased. The beginnings of a twinge of jealousy gnawed at the back of my mind. I was going to miss having him around…Shrugging it off, uncomfortable with this unfamiliar sensation, I ignited the engine.

Slowing easing out onto the dirt track, the motorbike revved to life when I stepped on to the accelerator. The rising sun had only just begun to burn away the morning mist and it was time for some soul-searching.

In fact, it was long overdue.

Author's note:
Dear readers, once again, i hoped you enjoyed Pearldrop. I apologise for taking so long on this chaper. Lots of love, Rie.

I've been gettin' so many complains, bloody hell now it's gonna be user friendly.

2010-01-31T11:50:00.002+08:00

New skin.
EVERYBODY GET RANDOM.
Yeah, that's the theme.

It totally suits my life now.
I feel random.

When being over-the-top-high isn't considered mental.

2010-01-28T21:36:00.003+08:00

1st day of school.
Another red camp experience.
If not similar.

Sequence of events for orientation at AC:

Took train all the way to buona vista with Wenya, Keean, Kuai wen, See hwee, Hsieh hui and Lilian. Along the way, saw Kang wei, Yao Hong, Chee Choong, Wen Xuan, Ze Qin, Hong han, Evelyn and a lot of other nanhua peeps as well.

Gate to school was flooded and there were both, human and traffic jams. Went in and guess what? J2 councillors lined up along both sides of the entire path leading all the way to the hall. IT WAS IDENTICAL TO WALKING UP A RED CARPET, JUST THAT THIS WAS A LOUD CARPET. Imagine people screaming, 'WELCOME TO ACJ!' all the way. LOL.

Definitely a very very very warm welcome.

Entered hall, squeezed through everybody and finally managed to grab seats with fellow nanhuarians. Assembly ensued, their pledge taking and singing of national anthem WAS interesting, for once. It was done by choir members.Introduction of the school staff...they were all seated on stage. (x0x)...Could see how much they looked forward to seeing us..

Then came the long, lengthy, wordy talks.First was announcements, (the students randomly came up on stage to advertise their fun-o-rama items and they even had a presentation.)Secondly, the principal's address, the vice-principal's address, the level head's address and then discipline talk.

Here was a warning i would remember forever.
'The door to the hall closes at exactly 7.25(6) a.m. If you're late, you're trapped outside.'
And you get demerit points.
Defiance and rudeness towards teachers? 3 demerit points. Holy.

No highlighting of hair, okay. This i knew long ago, so there goes my highlights on saturday.
No short skirts. This i knew too, but to be exact, its 2CM ABOVE THE KNEE.And if you don't make the cut, you've to get a new one on the spot. -_-
How rich the school is, man.

Anws, the usual orientation activities.
Clans, sub-clans, cheering, mass dancing, bonding, zi-high-ing, making new friends, getting to know the campus, the ogls, water bomb games, getting wet, sticky and dirty under the hot sun.

I hope tomorrow would be less.....hyperactive. All the shouting and 'pack it in' is killing me. My ears are dying and i'm going deaf if this continues. i seriously doubt i would everrrr survive OC. I MEAN, IT OFFICIALLY ENDS NEXT FRIDAY. HOW AMAZING.

What else i couldn't stand was their preaching and praying!i mean, okay, when they started to pray, everybody simultaneously looked downwards with their eyes closed and then they started with the 'Our father...god...amen.' I'm not trying to be offensive or anything but i felt like the entire praying session was a dance.

When they started to pray, they danced with their waists bent forward, while i was left standing, scratching my head and blinking my eyes. (This here, i mean, i'm a free thinker. You can't force me into believing in your holy god.)

What i was interested in was my subject combi!
Yet, i only managed to give some thought to it only after everything, meaning to say at the end of the first day of school.

That was when i rushed to register for ELEP and Art proficiency test.Had considered applying for the KI test, though...

Horror#1: Kangwei said the KI lecturer told him this. KI Questions include: 'Why do people ask questions?', 'Why is the sky blue?', 'Why is the tree green?'
These kinda questions, for crapping out a 1000-1200 essay, was possible. But, the fact that there was some kind of research you had to pick a topic for which lasts through a duration of 6 months, that's impossible.

Horror#2: KI test crashed with ELEP test, and the makeup for KI test crashed with Art test.
This just goes to show that nobody ever thought of taking elep, ki and art as their subject combinations.

Hope the introductory lectures will give me some answers.
Well, wish me luck for ELEP tmr!

i just received this...

2010-01-27T22:51:00.002+08:00

'Hello my darling BELENUS! I'M SO EXCITED TO SEE YOU TOMORROW!!! We're gonna have such an awesome time together! Anyway, in case you forgot or didn't catch what we said, please be in school by 7.25 in your secondary school uniform and bring along your pe attire, water bottle, some money for lunch, and a change of clothes if you want. :D We'll end at about 6! Sleep well tonight and i'll see YOU tomorrow!! Lots of love, your favourite OGLs, Sasin, Xiao Yi, Amy.'

Reminds me entirely of RED CAMP. ♥

BAKAS, I LOVE YOU.

2010-01-27T21:44:00.009+08:00

Presenting to you the BAKAS RANGERS'2009.
Purple(Honourary advisor).Pink.Blue.Black.Red.(Resigned leader).Absentee: Green.

I don't care, i resign.
I said this in fb, and i'm repeating this here.
LOL. My official duty has been returned to Baka Purple from 27/1/2010. :D
Went to Vivo today with bakas and watched 'Law abidding citizen'. Stuffed myself with popcorn since my parents refused to let me have them ever since the day i wore my birthday suit. The film proved to be gory enough, what with murder at the start, all the blood, bombings and not to forget, the innocent killings.

Storyline: The madman dies in the end, fullstop.

Alright, here's the part i've been dying to blog about. Woke up this morning, checked my phone and hey presto! I GOT MY FIRST CHOICE. The timing it was confirmed? 7.05. THE MAGIC NUMBER.

Okay, actually, nothing surprising, though IT WAS something to be happy about. I can't wait for tomorrow when school starts. The 3-month-plus holidays are over and its time to GET BACK TO SCHOOL.

Feels surreal.

The ocl sounded very nice, friendly AND funny over the phone. She called me three times to confirm details about orientation camp, plus her name was xiaoyi. I'm in vulcan, belenus, for oc and I can't wait to get to a school with my beloveddddd SWIMMING POOL right at my doorstep/feetstep(whichever you prefer).

Edit: Resolution #3. I'll be that FAB, CLEAN ACJC student. I'll not miss any lectures, not skip class and attend all my CCAs. Espcially handing in my HOMEWORK PUNCTUALLY and doing revision consistently.

&... ACJC'S POOL!
HERE I COMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE~

It's AC,
SO BE IT.

If you're a baka, i love you.
To the max.

Things are crashing.

2010-01-26T23:21:00.002+08:00

1. My 4 year old lappy is giving way.
2. There's always something wrong with IE. (Irritating error code that closes my entire window when i'm working halfway.)
3. The entire cyberspace is lagging, lagging and lagging. (For me, at least.)
4. My AUDITION skills are sliding.

GGttm.

I still think of you whenever you appear on.

2010-01-24T23:20:00.007+08:00

WHY. Fuck. WHY.
Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy?!
These days i can't control my emotions.
I've been thinking of the value of my life, basically doing a lot of thinking when the music blasts. Again, yes. That's what i incline to do when there's too much free time.

I realised. When you're living, you don't really bother to appreciate people around you. Those who're always just right in front of you, but you don't ever seem to notice, no matter how badly things stand out.

I realised. I should stop feeling all the worst feelings that one can feel when they're living. There's no time to waste on being angry, sad, hurtful or whatever. It just ain't worthed the time. I'm not going to be spiteful, vengeful or anything.

Because when you die in the end, people say your life flashes before your eyes,
and then you'll finally recognise that living for such crap in life?
There's no point.

That's the reason why, from today onwards,
i'm going to LIVE LIKE I'M DYING.
Okay, rings a bell, its Adam Lambert's song name, but yes, literally. (Who am i kidding?)

I will prove it.
When my life flashes before my eyes, it'll be a life worthed living.

Never have I ever been a size 10 in my whole life
I left the engine running, I just can't see,
What you would do if I, gave you a chance to make things right.

Tryna' make this work
But you act like a jerk
Silly of me to keep holdin' on
But the dumb's cap is off
You don't know what you've lost

Oh, this is stupid, i'm not stupid
Don't talk to me like i'm stupid
I still love you but I just can't do this
I may be dumb but i'm not stupid

2010-01-23T14:40:00.007+08:00

Yayyyyy. Swimming later.
I'm so looking forward to it.

Have been watching Special A and reading lots of it lately that i decided to do a tribute.

I couldn't rly get the expression of kei's eyes. (>~<)"

Yes, and i drew both, with the help of photoshop to make my lines darker. *grins* Please comment generously!

There are no wrong choices, only opportunities for positive change.

2010-01-20T12:30:00.015+08:00

Hey y'all. I'm deeply apologetic for my apparent, off-notice, one-week hiatus. If you're wondering where i inadvertently disappeared to, i had actually taken a short pause from cyberspace and did some soul-searching.

Well, the week phase allowed me to think about the purpose of blogging. Throughout the entire week, i was thinking of calling quits on blogging. Somehow, i thought better. Here's what came out of all that thinking.

Blogging defines who you are.

That's up to you to decide for yourselves if you agree with me.

Enough of all that subversive talk. It's back to me.
After having decided the JAE choices, this scary wave of nausea washed over me when it turned out to be JC.

Warning: Cover your ears NOW.
*Wails*: I mean, I HAD BEEN ENVISIONING THE LAID-BACK POLY LIFE EVER SINCE THE BEGINNING OF SECONDARY THREEEEEEEEEEE.

Needless to say, the panic onset resulted in me taking time off to rediscover myself.

Here's the choice list: (for those who asked)
1. Anglo-chinese jc-Arts
2. Anglo-chinese jc-Science
3. Anderson jc-Arts
4. Nanyang jc-Arts
5. Ngee Ann Poly-Multimedia and animation
6-12 were nil. What's the point of so many when the worse that could happen was ending up in NP!

Currently, the entire preordained-but-didn't-go-as-planned issue is taking its toll on me. I've been actively preparing for the motley, colourful life of NP so muchhhhhh that i've no idea how to get-back-to-school, if you know what i mean. In view of not allowing the situation to fester, i've been trying to change my body's anticlockwork routine.

It seems like i just can't go to bed early. Whenever it gets later than one, i have the tendency not to sleep, no matter how much i yawned.
*Groans inwardly*

Well, besides all that complaining, i'm kinda looking forward to SCHOOL! The uniform, the assemblys, things that define the -sticktorules,deadboring- school life. What's most important is, IF, thats an 'IF', i get into ACJC, its going to be my first english school that i get admitted to!

First english school as in, christian school. Religious and all that, ya know. I heard they had chapels. Promise to oneself: I'm not going to be baptised, no matter what sort of brainwashing or persuasion that they do to me. In essence, I'M GOING TO REMAIN A LOYAL FREE-THINKER.

Updates on my life:
¤Steamboat outing with 411 at Bugis. (Pictures are up on fb.)
¤Scrapbooking with bakas at linda's house. (It didn't occur to me that things like these which seemed like a piece of cake, could be so tedious and time-consuming.)
¤Movie tracking (The spy next door) -This i would encourage you to watch if only you appreciate jacky chan's sommersaults, slick moves and inhuman, awestruck stunts MORE THAN his hongkee accented english.

♥ 411, one class, one love.
41 Clementi Avenue 1,
41 Deejays + 1 Channel = The 411 vibe.
To facilitate people who want to know about the song names on my unseen playlist, I'm including the names of two singers that make up a huge portion. :D

They are currently, my most beloved, taiwan's RAINIE YANG(left) and Japan's NAMIE AMURO(right).

Of course, not to forget, singers like Owl City, Alicia Keys, Carrie Underwood, Colbie Caillat and Keri Hilson. Enjoy.

I can finally see,
that you're right there beside me.
I'm not on my own,
for i've been made new.

It's the time of our lifes.

2010-01-13T16:33:00.003+08:00

4 days, to decide our future.
Is MOE really mad?
Or are their brains missing?
Merely four days is insufficient for us, poor students, to come up with a decision that will last a lifetime. Ironically, four days are basically also enough, for us to screw our lifes up.

Just FOUR, MISERABLE days, is totally not enough.
Why do they give us so little time to think about OUR FUTURE?
I feel like i'm on a bullet train, and no matter how fast we go, something's gonna be left behind.

Everyone's afraid that they WILL make the wrong choice.
Everyone's worrying if they ARE making the right choice.
Everyone's wondering if they SHOULD consider something else.
Everyone's thinking FOR their future, possibly aiming FOR the university road.
What am i to do?!

Concurrently, i'm thinking taking MMA at np & going for ACJC.

Reasons for NP:
-PASSION.♥
-NYP's SCHOLARSHIP.
-The course gives me a well-rounded education. (Basically, i start from the fundamentals.)
-Able to work after i graduate.
-More OUTSPOKEN, INDEPENDENT, SOCIABLE. (Yesss, make more new friends.)
-Most likely taking the same course in university.
-Headstart of 3 years in ANIMATION&GRAPHICDESIGN&INTERACTIVEMEDIA.
-I'LL GET A GPA OF 3.5-4.0 AND SHOVE MY WAY INTO UNIVERSITY.

Why no:
-Small industry. (High risks of not having a job.)
-Specialised, niche area.
-Uncertain stable rice bowl.
-VERY FEW PEOPLE IN IT. (Makes me wonder if i'm doing the right thing.)
-Strong discouragement from my family and relatives. (*sobs* if i don't listen to them and i fuck up in the future, the hell blame's on me.)
-MMA's COP is more than twice my score.
-Facing the probability of slacking, slim chances of pursuing further education & advanced standings.
-Parents psycho-ing me into jc after hearing from nosey colleagues.
-No chance of getting into a jc anymore, whereas for poly, you get to go anytime you like, no matter your age.
-El will deprove like mad, maybe. (Obviously there are differences between the education standards in a jc and a poly.)
-I CAN STILL GO INTO NP AND DO MMA IF I SCREW A'S BUT NOT THE OTHER WAY AROUND. (Poly to jc? No.)

Reasons for ACJC:
-Academically inclined
-THERE'S A SWIMMING POOL! (like there isn't in np. -.-)
-THERE'S THE SWIMMING AND LIFESAVING CCA. (...there're 100+ CCA's in np.)
-Friends (Most of them. Okay, many.)
-According to most people, 'Very wasted leh, go poly.' (Who cares.)
-There's this DIGIPEN PROGRAMME IN ACJC. (OMG. OKAY, SO THIS IS THE MAIN REASON. I GET TO DO ANIMATION IN JC! *AHHHHHHHHHHH!* So, np (or polytechnics) isn't the only place if i want to start early.)

Why no:
-Travelling. (There's much walking. Comparable to NP.)
-Arts/Science stream. (Definitely the arts now, NO MORE TRIPLE SCIENCE.)
-MUGGGGGG. (mug-tard. stresssssssss?)
-Learning stuff that's irrelevant to my dream job.

After all the listing, it's still one, big,
Question mark.

?

You choose to decide whether it’s good news or bad news.

2010-01-11T21:07:00.005+08:00

All distinctions.
But that's not the big deal.
The big deal is there were more two's than one's.

(heaves a longgggg sigh.)
I'm really happy with what i've got, 'cause, yes, slacking was what basically happened much of the year. So, i can't really complain, can i? What's really regretful was the fact i didn't manage a 'one' for english, while ironically, for higher chinese, (when i slept through lessons and disclaimed homework), i got a 'one'.

What. The. Hell. Is. Wrong. With. The. System.
This just totally proves that the O level examinations does not actually allow us to see the amount of effort that person has put in on a particular subject. Ack, MOE shoud look more into this - The inputs should be complimented instead.

Here's to everyone out there who got their o level results today.
1. Read the title. (adapted from Low Kay Hwa.)
2. If its good news - Consistency is key. (Skip to 4.)
3. If its bad news - Pick yourself up and work harder. (Skip to 5.)
4. Motivation'll always do you a little good in times like this.
5. It's going to be a fresh beginning. Whether its the jc/poly route, here's a little luck to all your endeavours in the future.
6. Give yourself a pat on the back.
7. Curl your lips and show me your pearly whites.
(Here's a big smile back to you.)

Well, today is (really) the last day of school. Everyone was getting sentimental, touchy, hugging and loading each other with presents, cards and chocolates.

Like i said, i hate goodbyes.
I hate parting ways, AND,
I hate all the melodramatic drama.

I'll prove to all of you that its not going to be a goodbye.

Life's just like a train ride,
you ain't the driver,
you ain't the passenger,
you're the train, the wind that blows,
For every station, people get on.
These are the ones that we meet in life.
For every stop, people get off.
Yet, there're always some who will stay on the journey till the very end.

Put your head in the clouds and your feet will do the same.

2010-01-10T19:36:00.009+08:00

Mood: Surreal
i can't believe tomorrow is the big day, when just 'yesterday', i was sitting for the exams that proved four years of secondary school life.

To-may-to. Po-tay-to. Fuck-fuck-yo.

THAT was some random phrase i read in the latest novel which i'm hooked on - Fourth comings by Megan McCafferty. It's been stuck in my head all day, for no particular why. Not that i'm a big fan of her, but i take great delight in reading this particular book 'cause there's so much of the not-so-obvious content to the very superficial face of the American culture. That refers to what i call their sex language. Well, if you understand. That includes made-up phrases like 'buttplugs' and a phrase like 'unite the vagina and the mouth', etc. These were very openly used in the novel, (yeah), which was new. (In other words, none of us, 'virgin' writers, would have done.)

Went for japanese lesson today. It was another day piled with all the extra vocabulary and 'counters'. Tiring? Indeed. Currently, i'm too lazy to flip through the foreign language and remember all the hoopla. If my brain could just stop feeling figety about what's to come tomorrow, i would have relentlessly prowled through all that for the first time.

Sighs. Whyyyyy had i promised myself that i would read through the 16 pages worth of romanji? Yet another empty promise.

Enough of the sidetracking.
After having done meticulous research these past weeks, i've basically made a simple conclusion. Having been through all the brochures and the multiple, never-ending websites, i think there's only one thing that came out from all that.

Narrowing down your multi-interests to just one is an extremely uphill task to fufill.

Fighting for a wide range of interests all at one go, now, THAT, is being plain STUPID. Taking them slowly one at a time, that's a step to reaching your goals and not wearing your greedy pants upside down.

I haven't actually really given much thought to where i would end up if i pursued ALL my interests, which is to be a graphic designer, cum animator, cum illustrator, cum writer, cum games designer (the artistic part), cum childcare educator, cum manymanymany more. -----GOD. i want EVERYTHING.

If only my parents could agree that the market for animation in singapore is not bite-size, and that there're a lot of companies out there. So that i could jump from one to another when i feel like it.

If only everything comes faster than you can say 'BINGO'.

Funnily, i find truth in what the pricipal of SP said, when i went the their open house on saturday. (Most of what he said was propaganda though. Like how good their school was, their core values, their courses blah.)
FYI: I'm not trying to be philosophical here.

'When one door closes on you, another door awaits you.'

This quote was surprisingly mindblowing although i've already seen it in print a gazillion times. However, having heard it being said out loud for the first time reminded me once again, of how much impact it could make on a struggling, listless soul.

i feel like an invalid,
now that the future is nearing. 'Future' here means the prospects of finding a job, dating, getting married, settling down and all the things you do once you're of legal age and when the 'teenager' label falls off. It all seems so huge, soo substantial, sooo behemothic, soooo gargantuan, sooooo__________ (Help! i need a word here. What's that word again?). Well, you get the meaning.

Its basically impossible if i try to imagine my life 20 years from now. I'm starting to finally understand and come to terms with the word 'maturity'.

I used to think,
'hey, will i grow as tall as my father?'
'why does everything around me look so giantic?' -when i was the short one and table and chairs became smaller as i grew taller.
'why is kissing the first step that people who claim they love each other take?'
'how do you know that he/she's the right one?'
'where do people get the courage to trust someone entirely that they're willing to live with each other?' -when all the time the word 'marriage' made me conjure morbid till-death-do-us-part metaphors.
'why do adults have sex?'
'why do adults marry?'
'why is there so much emphasis on the wedding day and so little about the fifty years that come after?'
'why do people want to marry in the first place when in the end, they get a divorce?'
'why do adults always do the stupid things that they do?'
...and the list goes on.

And everytime, my conclusion would always be -Wait till i get there and maybe, just maybe, i'll have answers to my questions.

Come 2010, i have my answer finally.
An answer that answers all my questions.

The fact that whatever lies ahead of us is an unknown, and only by treading the unknown, (stepping forward, making decisions, trusting that they'll bring you somewhere), will we get to see the future we've always wondered about.

Just like how you solve questions with an unknown, you never know what's the answer until you do the question yourself.

You may be skeptical about all that rubbish i said above. But i didn't ask for an audience, all right? GRARRR. Even after having my answer, i still stick fervently and loyally to the 'I SHOOT AGEING' belief.

I choose to end my post with the following sentence because (a)it is absurdly scary and (b)the truth.

We marry the person we love but forget to love the person we marry.

Oh mannnnnzxc.

2010-01-07T12:08:00.006+08:00

AHHHHHHH.
Headache. Headache. Headache.

11thJanuary20102PM.

Just looking at the death date makes my heart rate go zooom. What's even worse is the fact that i suddenly realised something. JAE application requires you to list down 20 choice courses. (Not in any random order, obviously.) But, 20 EFF-ING CHOICES?! Way to go.

Here's how you pick the choices.
1. Passion.
2. Minimum COP.
3. Which school.

Seriously, there's nothing i can do now except wait for the results and then start whining. Currently, the problem with me is between gaming or animation. I STILL CAN'T BLOODY DECIDE! HELP! S.O.S.

And thennnn, there's the choice of schools. At first, i was rather firm on going to Ngee An. But my retarded brain told me to look at what the other schools offer, just in case. SO HERE AM I. CRAZILY STUCK. JUST BECAUSE INTERACTIVE AND DIGITAL MEDIA HAPPENS TO BE NANYANG POLY'S NICHE. Ggxx.

According to my 'meticulous' research, i found out that nyp offers even MORE choices and i'm torn between them.

Here's the beautiful list:
School of Interactive and Digital Media
•Diploma in Digital Visual Effects
•Diploma in Digital Media Design (Interaction Design)
•Diploma in Digital Media Design (Games)
•Diploma in Digital Media Design (Animation)
•Diploma in Motion Graphics and Broadcast Design
•Diploma in Digital Entertainment Technology (Games)

I NEED TO KNOW WHAT'S THE BIG DIFFERENCE BETWEEN ALL OF THEM.
AND SADLY, I DON'T.
Yep, open house. But no one's going! *battle cry*
AND THEN, there's this guy in audition who's in nyp's DET. He said there was programming and you get to create games forrrrrrr PS3. No exams, but project work. Okay, fine. BUT, here's the catch. I DON'T WANT PROGRAMMING, OR SO, I THINK.

C++ is a killer. Makes you go 'yawns'.
That's what my brother told me.
So i'm into the designing part of games, AND into animation. But i'm not sure ALSO if i want to do programming. Sounds fun to me though. (>~<)

RAWR.
WHY DID I HAVE TO LOOK UP NYP'S COURSES.
NP IS SO MUCH EASIER. -> MMA. FULLSTOP.

Oh, the 12 courses.
'So simple...'
WHAT was i thinking.

Imma stick to them.

2010-01-03T16:58:00.008+08:00

Mood: Quirky.
Its time.

Its the first post of the new year and like everytime, i'm going to make a list of resolutions for the upcoming year ahead. Although i know, i know, i know, (don't remind me), that at the end of the year, half of my resolutions are incomplete or have already dissolved to dust. (Whateeeeverrrrrrh.) Making resolutions have been like a ritual and i don't feel safe without making any.

In twentyten,
1. I'll grow taller! (i'll drink ALL 3 cups of milk a day and do jumping jacks daily.)
2. I'll grow fatter! (Muscles please. Tone up! YOU KNOW.)
3. I'll be that FAB poly student. I'll not miss any lectures, not skip class and attend all my CCAs. Espcially handing in my tutorials on time and doing revision consistently.
4. Never, everrrr, fail resolution #3.
5. I'll spend less time in audition. (This is really impossible.)
6. Buy a free channel for HIKARI and be a good FAM master! (This sort of contradicts #5. Heck. I'll juggle in between.)
7. I'll expand my social circle, label myself as an extrovert & make many more new friends.
8. Yes, i love my family AND friends, but in 2010, I WILL LOVE THEM MORE!
9. Stop obsessing in cyberspace. (I promise to keep blogging hey.)
10. Stay happy, love life & enjoy it to the fullest.

Lastly, i don't know if this counts as a resolution, but i will definitely stay away from jerks this year and lash out that bitchin' attitude.

Here's the hot topic of the day: How do you know if that guy's a jerk?
Answer: When in doubt, don't compromise.

Bye 2009. Hello 2010.

2009-12-31T14:30:00.002+08:00

Mood: Atmospheric
it's the last day of the year two, oh, oh, nine.

Once again, its the time of the year when people reminisce, celebrate, and make new year resolutions. On this day, i want to say my thankyou's.

ANNOUNCEMENT:
Thank you to everyone whose paths have crossed mine this year, because you have all touched my life in one way or another. Each and every single one of you have made 2009 a wonderful year for me and i hoped i have somehow made yours too. ♥
okay, with that, i end my post with what you probably will hear people saying or receive it through text 2010 times, when it's exactly midnight.

HERE'S TO WISHING YOU, DEAR READERS,
A GREAT BIG, FAN-TEN-BULOUS,

Innocent of hypocrisy.

2009-12-28T15:50:00.005+08:00

Happened to spot this at one of the shopping malls in Malaysia.
The bling inside are extremely expensive.
Interpret it anyway you want.

Tiana. Lemme say 1,2,3, tee-AHN-ah.

2009-12-26T20:26:00.013+08:00

Oh yes! And i watched Disney's Princess and the frog! i'm feeling damn high now 'cause it was just so wonderful. The aligator was frigging cute and the frogs could dance. i was like going (#-#)! They even had georgeous music. An end credit song called "Never Knew I Needed" written and performed by Ne-Yo! Gawd. Yup, i was gawking at the cinema screen.

Maybe you think i'm a little too old for such movies that shout 'kindergarten', you're wrong. It's not childish, and puh-leaseeee, you naysayers, just shut up.

imma be abit of a spoiler here. It WAS, like everytime, a happy ending. *bigsmile*

Although set in 1920s New Orleans it is an adaptation of the classic tale The Frog Prince.

In the Disney version, Prince Naveen is turned into a frog by a voodoo magician and asks Princess Tiana to kiss him to break the spell.

But she turns into a frog and the pair must reverse the spell, while in true fairy tale tradition, they fall in love.

i thought the storyline was basically simple and not as original, but i would definitely give the art 100/10. The ending was seriously anti-climax, and minutes later, up it went again. The highlight of the day? Tiana and Naveen being new-weds and the finishing touch was how they ended up opening 'Tiana's place'. I was like going 'eh? and then ahhhhhh.' Seeing how Disney created their first african-black princess, i thought they did a really good job with the New Orleans setting along with the jazz age. Definitely transported me to that era, though the voodoo part clearly reminded me of Aladdin's Genie and that evil Jafar.

Princess Tiana.

This is Mama Odie, the 'good' voudou priestess. She's blind but she's wearing shades. LOL. i thought she, using her pet snake as a walking stick, was seriously absurd and amusing, but then again, its Disney's witty style of doing animation.

Prince Naveen was much better looking in the movie, trust me.

If I were a human being
I'd head straight for New Orleans
and I'd blow this horn
so hot and strong
like no one they'd ever seen

Louis Armstrong, Mister Sydney Bechet
All the boys
gonna step aside
when they hear this old Alligator play
Listen!

When I'm human
as I hope to be
I'm gonna blow this horn
till the cows come home
and everyone's gonna bow down to me!
[Spoken]
Thank you! Thank you! Aw, thank you! I love you too baby!

[Naveen:]
When I'm myself again
I want just the life I had
A great big party every night
that doesn't sound too bed

a redhead on my left arm
a brunette on my right
a blonde or two to hold a candle
that sounds just about right
Eh, Louis?

Life is short
when you're done, you're done
we're on this Earth to have some fun
and that's the way things are

When I'm human,
and I'm gonna be
I'm gonna tear it up like I did before
that's a royal guarantee

[Tiana:]
Your modesty becomes you
and your sense of responsibility
I worked hard for everything I got
and that's the way it's supposed to be

When I'm a human being
at least I'll act like one
if you do your best
each and every day
good things are sure to come your way

What you give is what you get!
My daddy said that
and now I'll never forget
and I amend it to you.

[All three:]
When we're human
and we're gonna be

[Louis:]
I'm gonna blow my horn!

[Naveen:]
I'm gonna live the high life!

[Tiana:]
I'm gonna do my best
to take my place in the sun

[All three:]
When we're human!

Love is evol-ution.

2009-12-26T15:41:00.014+08:00

Decided to pop by since i've been shirking my blogging responsibilites. Yes, don't remind me. I'm supposed to be posting photos on the chalet, the reunion and my sis's arrival.

Ugh. Just wanted to share this vivid nightmare which happened twice over the same thing. The first was yesterday and the second was this afternoon when i was happily taking my beauty nap.

Here's how it went:
Seehwee: you have two papers tomorrow right?
Me: huh? what paper?
Seehwee: Social studies and A math?
Me: huh?
Seehwee: zomg. tomorrow olvl's can?
Me: omg. i didn't know. -rushes to study-
*wakes up super 紧张, thinks for a minute, (i.thought.olevels.were.already.over?), sighs with relief*

This dream haunted me for two consecutive times can? i don't know whatthehell is happening. Sigh. Post-exam jitters? Oh crap. People are supposed to forget their dreams once they are wide awake, aren't they. This is unexceptionally exceptional.

Let's ignore that for the moment and imagine it didn't happen. Anws, i've been watching the first episode of Samurai girl that i happened to watch at malaysia, (which i thought was fabulously interesting enough to watch.) Jamie Chung is sooooo pretty!

Sister upon arrival.
Feeling shy. Don't hide your face la! Wahahahaha.

The camera flash was in her face. *laughs*

My darling sisterrrrrrrr, she's much skinnier and chio-er now. Ho ho.

Reunion dinner. Candid! *looking at my cute cousin*

i didn't get to eat the riceballs though. ):

And the fun shots.
We were in the back of my uncle's lorry, waiting and suddenly we were taking pictures. HAHA. My dad wasn't in it cause he was the cameraman. D:

The 'sorry sorry' dance crew. HAHAHAHAHAHA, with derek as lead dancer. *laughs*

Here's what you do with majong when you get tired of it.
See the red dot? Its a red indian!

Bugs bunny! There was also teletubbies - lala and po.
View the following by aligning your eyes perpendicularly to the '=' sign, facing west. You should get po. If you still don't get it, i did this -> (x@) to you. It's to the West, dumbo.
O-(:l)0=8

Majong carrom. What i left out was the majong stacko. They kept falling down till we gave up. Stanley had a record breaking 34 tiles, while i had 32. Awww...it was damn difficult okay! i had wanted to stack ALL the tiles up. Guess i was too ambitious...

You probably had to twist your head the other way to see the previous two pictures, but i was too lazy to rotate them. Sorry, yours truly.

The group photos.
6C Unitarians Chalet 2009. ü ö ♥.

Another sweet paragraph i would like to share today.
from the movie Captain Corelli's Mandolin

What is Love?

"Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two."
-St. Augustine

Photographs are time transporters; they're the past in the present.

2009-12-23T22:35:00.026+08:00

Vacation - 5 Days 4 Nights Ipoh/Penang/Genting Tour
Location: Malaysia
Date: 18-22 Dec 09
Mode of transport: SVIP 26-seater coach
Hotels used: Ipoh Casuarina, Penang Berjaya Georgetown, Genting Firstworld

Itinerary

Day1:
Galang Patah(breakfast)
Ipoh(Capital township of Perak state)
Visit to limestone caves
Seremban(dinner) signature dish-chicken rice and noodles
Check-in hotel

The dinner was super memorable because we were sitting at this open-air, roadside hawker centre when it was pouring. What made it worse was the fact that strong winds blew the rain in and our seats were drenched. The malaysians were so creative as to invent 'blockers' which were actually folded tables aligned together like a fence to prevent the rain from 'spraying' in.

Day2:
Pamelo plantation
Penang(Pearl of the Orient) penang bridge:13.5km
Gurney drive(dinner) night food street
Shopping at Jusco!

The things they sold at the shopping mall were not cheap, and they even had a fashion show going on. *cries* Butttt, i somehow managed to salvage 4 caps, 1 grey skinny and a white bottom by bargaining like an old hag. HE HE.

Day3:
Kek Lok Si temple 30.2m bronze goddess of mercy
Shopping for souvenirs and commodities
Reclining Buddha temple
Burmese temple
Toy museum
Shopping at Queensbay Mall!
Pasar Malam in Batu Ferringhi

Lots of walking, walking, ANDDD walking.

Day4:
Sungai Klah Hot Spring Park therapeutic qualities of hot spring waters
Genting, City of entertainment
First world plaza

The hot springs were a total eye-opener. There was like steam coming out from the streams and it was literally boiling. Genting was freezing and super foggy, though it didn't rain. I LOVED the weather there. Didn't go to the theme park though we played bowling and billiard.

Day5:
Goh Tong Jaya(lunch)
Local products at local outlets
Ecolite bird nest factory outlet
Kulai Area in Johor(dinner)

The bird nest factory outlet was totally propaganda. They had this video and the main point was this - 买我们的纯真燕窝,纯真燕窝是你的选择. The only thing educational was about the 血燕. There's no such thing unless its a scam because the red you see is actually colouring added by factories who are cheaters. Do tell your mothers and don't go buying such things because they're fakes!

Reflections & Photo album:

These temples took me a horribly long time to reach though it was not as physically exhuastive as i thought. The Goddess of Mercy was totally a rare sight cause it was super giantic and they had the 十二生肖 statues there too. Instead of a temple, the place was like this video station cause you can actually see cameras clicking and flashing away.

We should sleep on our right sides. Why? Becauseeee she's lying on her right-hand side. The tour guide was like saying 'since the gods sleep on their right-hand sides, you should follow the gods.' LOL. i went to check and scientific studies have shown that sleeping on your right actually relieves pressure on the heart and allows blood circulation, improving the health of a person. Gee, point taken.

They sold these and along the way me and my brother just kept laughing. It totally reminded us of cow dung. Handle cow dung with care? LOL. It can't be anymore fragile, can it?

The beautiful white chrysanthemun in the hotel lobby that i just COULD NOT resist taking a photo.

Camwhoring with my brother at the hotel room. There was basically nothing to do during that time other than watch tevee, flip through malaysian channels (which were filled with malay, canto and chinese.) or ~~bath~~.

Bathing was like a no-no for me cause the hotel room was scarily quiet and i kept imagining someone was staring at me in the bathroom.

My imaginations:(The air duct in the bathroom made me think of creepy hands that might suddenly crawl out. The glass mirrors misting up when you bath with warm water reminded me not to look at the mirror in case i might see words appearing on it./The showerhead reminded me of the show i watched when i was six. Bloody red water seeping out took human form and started strangling the girl who was bathing in the cubicle. Scary part was the fact that it took place at a swimming pool's shower room.) These scenes can be so haunting.

MY SISTER WASN'T AROUND TO SAVE ME FROM SUCH UTTER INSANITY that i had to run into my parents' room just to bath. My brother was seriously useless.

WARNING: If you happen to spot something that shouldn't be there, i warned you.

Can you guys see the ghostly glow? That's why i hate hotel lights.

HEAVEN. Yup, the limestone caves were soooooooooooo heavenly. i felt like staying there forever. Migrating there would do wonders for me! i swear, if you lived there, even the moouldiest-faced person on earth would have the cleanest face within a month. Pimple, blackhead, whitehead, acne free. (^~^)v

'You! No feeding the monkeys!' Yea, monkeys were allowed to run freely around and one came so close to me that i could see its nipples. They were like peach-pink and i could definitely tell if it was a male or female. LOL. i was fearing for my life 'cause the monkeys were wild and they might attack anytime.

Pomelos and tongkat ali. Guess what? i learned that females can also drink tongkat ali and it's perfect for backaches. The healing powers, of course include, *winks* increasing the hormone levels of testosterone for sexual enhancement in males, too.

Alien vs predator!(AvP) i tried to imitate its gory-ness but failed desperately.

Starwars.

Shrek! HAHAHA, I WAS LIKE STARING AT ITS HUMONGOUS ROUND BELLY. (oops!) my head blocked half of it.

World of warcraft.

Take 1. Failing as a kong fu panda.

Take 2. Feeling damn paiseh 'cause i was desperately trying to kick my leg up but there was so many people around that it turned out like this. LOL. Talk about when i was trying not to be unglam.

So not spiderwoman.

Failing yet again. AH HA.

The superrrrhhhhhh many toys that were at the toy museum. This is only a minute fraction of the entire collection. Some guy was said to be crazy over toys and his collection lasts all the way back a hundred years ago, until his house was overloading with them that he decided to open a museum.

Happy sharkie. Too bad it can't eat me.

Low tide. The sea can't be seen at all.

Hot springs resort. LOL. i took this picture for fun. These are the people who we have to thank, you know.

Did i mention that the water there was so hot that it could be used to cook eggs? And of course, the water contained traces of sulfur which was said to be medicinal and refreshing.

Yeah, you can soak your legs in the water but some parts of the river were scalding. >:o

The coolest thing i ever saw. So many clocks at one place telling different times. It totally felt like i was in another dimension, espcially when you know what time it is at another part of the world.

i swear this is a chocolate house.
They even had durian, chilli, mango, coconut etc. flavoured chocolates. We were like happily going around tasting them FOC. Ya, cheapskate. :D

$$$$$$$$$. Know what this means? The yellow stickers were given to visitors of the chocolate factory and when you leave, you're supposed to paste it on this newspaper-made-chicken-like-figure. Sooooo, it actually tells you how much money they made. HO HO.

Genting.

Presenting, on the far right, the chioest tour guide ever. i was expecting some old cock who smokes to be our tour guide, cause this was usually the case. What was amazing was that our tour guide turned out to be a young lady. She's hakka and she had this rather high voice. MY MAIN POINT OF THE DAY? She's nice, friendly and lovable. Plus, she's also funny in a way that she didn't dared collect tips from us cause she felt paiseh. HAHAHA. For girls out there who wants to be a tour guide, she's your inspiration. ("-")d

P.S: this picture was taken when we weren't really prepared, so if you don't think she's chio, save it. Oh, and i am not biased. *stares you down*

Joke of the day:
What do you call people from China? -Chinese
What do you call people from Perak? -Penese (Pe-nis)

Disclaimer: The above, by no means, is intended offensive. The above teaser is not meant to be racist and it does not belong to me.

Remark: I SAW A RED FERRARI! (and i'm still feeling jealous. RAWR!)

Reunion is when everyone sits together 'round a circular table and eat.

2009-12-23T17:53:00.002+08:00

Yesh, i'm feeling pretty lazy and yes, i know i'm supposed to be doing a meltdown on malaysia and chalet. But, you know me, i'm a sloth-thy girl. There's a reunion dinner later with my grandmother and i'm sooooooooo looking forward to eating 汤圆. Hehehe. Its once again the time of the year where chinese celebrate easter, or 冬季.

Yay! i want the glutinous rice balls.
Pardon me for being such a glutton. {:

Home

2009-12-22T23:44:00.003+08:00

is the perfect place to be.

i hate how blogger always has to have a title.
Finally home. Feels real good to be able to bath properly without thinking that there are ghosts in the hotel's bathroom. Blog's stagnant so i decided to do a mini update. M'sia was one-word, FUN. Guess i gonna blog about it tomorrow.

Oh yups, plus the chaletttttttt.

The art of moving when skyscrapers are the landscape.

2009-12-16T09:05:00.008+08:00

Currently listening to: For your entertainment by Adam Lambert
Mood: Rejoice.
That's how you feel a few days right before leaving homeland.

Random thought: i realised i've been neglecting audition these days.
*rising dread* But, my computer has been so friggin' lag in audition with all the new special effects...Excuses. Ahhs, well, audition is not what i have in mind now, maybe later.

Have any of you heard of Parkour? The new sport that's soooo happening in Singapore? Okay, maybe not. Let me introduce Parkour to you guys then. According to Wikipedia,

Parkour (sometimes also abbreviated to PK) or l'art du déplacement (English: the art of moving) is a non-competitive, physical discipline of French origin in which participants run along a route, attempting to negotiate obstacles in the most efficient way possible, as if moving in an emergency situation.
Skills such as jumping and climbing, or the more specific parkour moves are employed. The object of parkour is to get from one place to another using only the human body and the objects in the environment. The obstacles can be anything in one's environment, but parkour is often seen practiced in urban areas because of the many suitable public structures available such as buildings and rails.

Basically, that's Parkour for you guys. I'm wondering if there're any girls out there practicing Parkour though. Seems like a game for only the fittest. *frowns*

Definitely seems scary. According to mypaper a few days back, they reported that parkour classes are being held in singapore, AND that there's going to be a competition somewhere out there. Hmm.. parkour is also gaining much popularity.

Didn't know that jumping off buildings was also considered a cool sport. I'm kinda thinking of going for it ehs. :D

I always knew you were a bad boy
I used to think that it was cool
You took me down just like a Rob Roy
But now Im coming next to you

Run,Devil,Run Run Devil,Run Run
Run Devil Devil Run Run

I never knew about your red horns
I never saw your evil start
You used to be what I would live for
But then you went and slapped my heart

The promises that you promised
are about as real as an air guitar
So watch your back cuz imma steal your car

You better run, run, run, run, run
Cause there's gonna be some hell today
You better run, run, run, run, run
And that's the only thing I'm gonna say,hey
I wish I know right from the start
that I was dancing with the dark
You better run
Devil,Run,Run,Devil,Run Run
Run Devil Devil Run Run

Now that you're living with a vampire
You better get yourself a gun
I'll make ya sing just like a boy's choir
I'll string you up to have some fun

Run,Devil,Run Run,Devil,Run Run
Run Devil Devil Run Run

I'm throwing the trash, clearing the junk
I'm firing the cannon, you're gonna get sunk
You better sail off to the seven seas
There's not enough room for you and for me
(once again if you would please,
"There's not enough room for you and for me")

Cellphone radiation makes popcorn pop.

2009-12-15T22:31:00.004+08:00

Miraculously, it's my second post today.
I guess radiation kills. No wonder they even said in the newspapers that if you spend long hours talking on the phone, in the long run, you'll get brain tumours. This video is unbelievable,(which means it looks unbelievably true and i'm not sure whether we should believe it).

Maybe seeing is believing? But then again, there're other videos out there which says that this is a hoax. Believe it not? Check this out.

The girl's on vacation. Hallelujah, darlings.

2009-12-15T14:29:00.002+08:00

Hello people.
I'm here to blog again, because the blogging fever is up once again. For me, at least. I changed my skin, yes, again. (For the better, of course.) The theme for this skin is basically Carpe Diem, which in case you don't know, is Latin for 'take advantage of every opportunity that fate sends your way because you never know when the next one will come along.' So, basically, that's it. It.

One disadvantage of this skin, i realised, is that my paragraphs have to be super long now since the width of the posting part is twice my previous's skin. Gah. That means more typing, less of pressing the 'enter' button, which i've comed to enjoy doing, less of drumming my fingers on the keypad, and yeah, more typing.

Christmas is round the corner.
Okay, not exactly.
But i'm so afraid by the time i come back from vacation, i'll be missing out on lots of blogging (since you know, christmas is a time for celebration, and other than that, you practically have no time for anything else), anddddddddd i'll be skipping the entire blogging for the festive season this year. *Crosses my fingers* i'm hoping i will not feel lazy around that time of this year.

Surprisingly, after looking back at my previous year's posts, there isn't really much on Christmas. Goes to show how much i've been slacking during Santa's 'hohoho' time. Lalalalalaala. Well, anw, i'm feeling kinda hyped out now because its another round of feasting on candy canes and doing up the decorations for the christmas tree! *wriggles*

Anw, ever since that time my father asked me and my bro the question of the year, i've been thinking about religion lately.

The question of the year: Why do Christians celebrate Good Friday?

My brother's answer: (much to my amazement) "Because that's when Jesus was born."
Holy mother. I couldn't believe my ears. I, at least, know the answer to that. That was the day Jesus was crucified, and Christmas, my dear brother, is the day when jesus was born.

Sigh. the ignorance of free-thinkers. I don't habor any ill thoughts against religion, but seriously, why do we need religion? Personally, i think its a waste of time. What's the use of temples, mosques and churches? Other than the most obvious reason which is to 'gather people and conjugate them', i see no other good reasons for religion. Yeah, it bonds people, but make them understand what love is? To me, its more like they are self-deceiving themselves. Not to forget, buddhists burn incense. Religious practices and beliefs like that do kill the enviroment. Why can't the government ban such practices? Ban smoking, no? Instead, they harp on little things like a declining population. (Okay, maybe, a declining population gets serious in the long-run.)

i've definitely heard enough weird stories from religious people and one observation i made? People who are religious have seen ghosts. I don't know about you and i don't know about them, but what's freaking me out is the fact that people actually want, or find the need, to believe in something.

Vacation!
Country: Malaysia
Where exactly: Penang, Ipoh, Genting
Duration: 18-22 Dec
What she says: I'll miss you people, like always.

♥ disney princesses.

2009-12-14T13:08:00.010+08:00

Walt disney!
i loooooveeeeeeeee the animators. -hugs-
they've created another princess. woot!

If you're not a great fan of disney, you can skip the entire portion if you like and scroll on down but i'm telling you it's not going to be a waste of time if you read the following because if you're thinking that you took ____minutes reading this, the author took another ____x10 minutes typing this, and you're being so stupid not to read it because you're going to regret it, (not now) but later on in your life.

Ever since i was a kid, (yeh, back to the replays, forgive me so), i was enchanted by disney's animated films. And yup, i was literally brainwashed by all the movies. I was one of those little well-behaved girls in the daycare centres, who sat infront of the television with my eyes glued to the screens and go home with imagined once-upon-a-times and happily-ever-afters. I was one of those girls who loved disney princesses and aspired to find a prince in her life, not knowing that harsh reality awaits in the future.

Okay, it sounds cliche.

But, my point is, many young girls watch disney pictures and get crazy of them. Me, for instance. Though i'm pass that age group now, i'm still freaking out at these things, going retarded-ly loony at the sound of disney.

Ahh, Disney.
The magic word.
Say the magic word.

From Bambi, Peter pan (with tinkerbell of course!), brother bear, the incredibles, lion king, winnie the pooh, monsters inc, atlantis, tarzan and finally the disney princesses. They are ALL so lovable.

Okay, i found this quiz online and i'm going to prove my love for disney once again. *cheers*

Bold in orange-disney movies you have watched
Bold in purple-disney movies that you plan to watch
Mark a single red heart beside those you love and will watch again

Up 2009 86 mins. G
Tigger & Pooh and a Musical Too 2009 60 mins. NR
Princess and the Frog, The 2009 n/a mins. G
Ponyo 2009 103 mins. G ♥
Tinker Bell and the Lost Treasure 2009 81 mins. G
Wall E 2008 98 mins. G
Bolt 2008 96 mins. G
Tinker Bell 2008 70 mins. G
Little Mermaid III - Ariel's Beginning 2008 77 mins. NR ♥
Meet the Robinsons 2007 102 mins. G
Cinderella III: A Twist in Time 2007 70 mins. G
Ratatouille 2007 110 mins. G
Secret of the Magic Gourd, The 2007 85 mins. G
Wild, The 2006 94 mins. G
Cars 2006 116 mins. G ♥
Bambi II 2006 70 mins. G
Fox and the Hound 2, The 2006 69 mins. G
Brother Bear 2 2006 70 mins. G ♥
Chicken Little 2005 81 mins. G
Kronk's New Groove 2005 72 mins. G
Pooh's Heffalump Halloween Movie 2005 67 mins. G
Pooh's Heffalump Movie 2005 68 mins. G
Lilo and Stitch 2: Stich Has a Glitch 2005 68 mins. PG
Proud Family Movie, The 2005 90 mins. G
Incredibles, The 2004 115 mins. PG ♥
Lion King 1 1/2, The 2004 77 mins. G
Mickey's Twice Upon a Christmas 2004 68 mins. G
Mulan II 2004 79 mins. G
Howl's Moving Castle 2004 119 mins. PG
Three Musketeers, The (Animated) 2004 68 mins. G
Winnie the Pooh: Springtime with Roo 2004 65 mins. G
Finding Nemo 2003 100 mins. G ♥
Atlantis: Milo's Return 2003 70 mins. G
Piglet's Big Movie 2003 75 mins. G
Jungle Book 2, The 2003 72 mins. G
101 Dalmations II: Patch's London Adventure 2003 70 mins. G
Brother Bear 2003 82 mins. G ♥
Winnie the Pooh: A Very Merry Christmas 2002 65 mins. G
Treasure Planet 2002 95 mins. PG
Lilo & Stitch 2002 85 mins. PG
Cinderella II: Dreams Come True 2002 73 mins. G
Return to Never Land 2002 72 mins. G ♥
Monsters, Inc 2001 92 mins. G this is by far the craziest ever.
Spirited Away 2001 125 mins. PG ♥
Atlantis: The Lost Empire 2001 95 mins. PG
Lady and the Tramp II: Scamp's Adventure 2001 69 mins. G
Recess: School's Out 2001 82 mins. G
Mickey's Magical Christmas: Snowed in at the House of Mouse 2001 65 mins. G
Emperor's New Groove, The 2000 78 mins. G
Little Mermaid II, The: Return to the Sea 2000 72 mins. G
Dinosaur 2000 82 mins. G
Extremely Goofy Movie, An 2000 76 mins. G
Toy Story 2 1999 92 mins. G
Fantasia 2000 1999 75 mins. G
Mickey's Once Upon a Christmas 1999 66 mins. G
Tarzan 1999 88 mins. G ♥
Doug's 1st Movie 1999 77 mins. G
Bugs Life, A 1998 96 mins. G
Lion King II: Simbas Pride, The 1998 81 mins. G
Pocahontas II: Journey to a New World 1998 72 mins. G ♥
Mulan 1998 88 mins. G ♥
My Friends Tigger and Pooh: Super Sleuth Christmas 1998 44 mins. NR
Hercules 1997 92 mins. G ♥
Hunchback of Notre Dame, The 1996 91 mins. G ♥
James and the Giant Peach 1996 79 mins. PG
Toy Story 1995 85 mins. G
Pocahontas 1995 81 mins. G ♥
Goofy Movie, A 1995 78 mins. G
Lion King, The 1994 89 mins. G ♥
Aladdin 1992 90 mins. G ♥
Beauty and the Beast 1991 84 mins. G ♥
Rescuers Down Under, The 1990 77 mins. G
Little Mermaid, The 1989 83 mins. G ♥
Oliver and Company 1988 74 mins. g
Basil - The Great Mouse Detective 1986 74 mins. G
Black Cauldron, The 1985 80 mins. PG
Fox and the Hound, The 1981 83 mins. G
Pete's Dragon 1977 128 mins. G
Robin Hood 1973 83 mins. G
AristoCats, The 1970 78 mins. G
Jungle Book, The 1967 78 mins. G
Sword in the Stone, The 1963 79 mins. G
101 Dalmatians (Animated) 1961 79 mins. G ♥
Sleeping Beauty 1959 75 mins. G ♥
Lady and the Tramp 1955 76 mins. G ♥
Peter Pan 1953 77 mins. NR ♥
Alice in Wonderland 1951 75 mins. G
Cinderella 1950 74 mins. G
Song of the South 1946 94 mins. G
Three Caballeros, The 1944 69 mins. G
Bambi 1942 69 mins. NR
Dumbo 1941 64 mins. G
Fantasia 1940 120 mins. G
Pinocchio 1940 88 mins. G
Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs G ♥

Guess i'm rly addicted to disney. Stupidly hooked.
Wait, i'm not stupid. i know many of you're not interested in watching these animated films, but hold on, let me tell you something amazing.

These films are beautifully illustrated.
Let me make it simpler for you, if you still don't quite understand.
They are all drawn using the free hand, by talented artists who should become the next heads-of-imagination. The drawings are so realistic that they actually come to life. Furthermore, they are always accompanied by perfect music.

Okay, maybe i should stop myself from ranting on and on about how good disney is. These films are one of my guilty pleasures. So please do understand that i've to constantly remind myself that its okay to watch them because i've been doing so ever since i was a little girl.

Dream of the day: I'm ~~going to~~ on my way to make this animator dream come true. Though i doubt i can ever work for disney and create such awesome and amazing animated pictures, but... i wanna do it! The most contradictory part is the irony in the immediate thought of both yours and mine.

What we both are thinking: dream on.
Right?! i know i got yours right. that's like a definite yes.

What they tell me: -sacarstically- keep on dreaming
What i tell myself: keep on dreaming.

Sweet, sweet fantasy, baby
When I close my eyes
You come and you take me(On and on and on)
So deep in my daydreams
But it's just a sweet, sweet fantasy, baby

i'm missing my sister already.

2009-12-14T11:08:00.021+08:00

I know I'm a small town girl from nowhere
But I'm making it
You don't know how hard it was for me

I wish that I was older when I met you
Looking back now
Maybe you ware my best therapy

A ticket on a greyhound bus
The total sum of both of us
It's turned into a limousine
And you walk right back into my dreams

Just when I was totally exposed
You left me in the cold
And walked right out of here
(Walked right of here)

You just had to be so smart
You denied my heart
When I wanted you the most
You left me baby(Totally exposed)

Now you want some closure for your actions
A Disney ending
But you know I'm out of empathy

I got my life back I got my freedom
I'm not wasting it
You won't be the one defining me
I'm not the one who said goodbye
Who left me there so high and dry

You're not my future
you're my past
At least I'm glad you've changed

You're mine at last

Just when I was totally exposed
You left me in the cold
And walked right out of here
(Walked right of here)

You just had to be so smart
You denied my heart
When I wanted you the most
You left me baby
(Totally exposed)

Now you walk right back into my dreams.

Love that song.
Yeah, its sung by tata young.
Her ready for love album is superrbbbbb.
Guys, i know i'm laggin since it was released in August, but hey, she's cool.

What's been happening this past few days:
1. My sis left for cambodia five days ago for service learning
2. Bball with adriel, zhicheng, keean and my bro

Taken at terminal one, five days ago.

We sent her off early in the morning at 3am and i was like panda-eyed. i can't believe its only five days since my sister left. it feels like ages already.

For the updates on bball, go to keean's blog. He even has the 'hidden information' to that bunch of china construction workers cum air-con installers they played with. Hahas.

Unity's class chalet is in two days time and i'm feeling nervous.
Don't rly know why either.When you haven't seen your classmates since primary school for three and a half years, you tend to feel that way uh.

Back to yesterday, some'thing' had such a significant death, (considering its size), that i just had to publicise it here.

Died on 13th Dec 2009.
Cause of death: suffocation, suicide.
Reason: mismatched legs, evolution's fault.
May god bless you for dying such a horrible death.

Poor thing. They just don't know when to stop flying in.
Here's a nice orbituary page for you so thank me, dude.

Other than the death of that oversized beetle above, yesterday was a day which made me wonder about 'jobs'. Sure, everyone wants a job now.

After the o's, everybody's like on this mad rush for a job.
Why?
Because all your friends are working and you want to be part of it.
Because you're finally of legal working age and you want to prove it.
Fullstop.
Its such a simple story.
I don't exactly like the fact that people who got a job goes around asking people 'how much they earned'. Its like they're comparing wages or something. Another thing i don't like is how those who got a job complain about how they don't have time for this and that.

Hey, you got that job yourself and now you want out.
Learn how to manage your time right.

Of course, getting a job, esp. when its your very first one, is something eventful and should be remembered. But, if there's a i-hate-people-who-goes-around-saying-i-have-a-job-but-you-don't group, i'm definitely in it.

Truthfully, i think many who has a job, are flaunting it. Yeah, i get it that you're thrilled and that you're finally earning $$$, but whatever. I'm not against you doing it but i'm listing down the pros and cons of a job.

The pros:
1. $$$$$$ - basic eh.
2. experience
3. time consumer(for those who don't have much to do during the hols, this is an option.)

The cons:
1. you don't have free time anymore
2. you join the working class rank (squeezing on buses/trains during peak hours becomes your pastime)
3. you're tired from a day's work
(the list goes on...)

Oh weeeell, maybe i'm being kinda green-eyed at those who are slogging their lifes out there now for their payslips. Maybe that was the reason why i was so eager to pick up a job, any job.

Looking back, if i had done that, i wouldn't have time for all the extra improve-oneself's activities. i could say byebye to piano, swimming and japanese. there would be no self-fufillment, no sitting on the couch for hours in front of the tevee, no more net-surfing, no more going to the library to pick up a good read, no more watching movies with my family, no more prowling through my brother's textbooks, no more newspaper reading, no more audition and playing sorority life on facebook, no more youtube shows, so many more worries, anxieties, and an entirely huge extra commitment.

This was according to my parents,
"Don't take on an unneccesary role when you don't need it."

Yeah, i guess.
i'm thankful that i didn't jump to any of the roll calls for a waitress or a salesgirl in an unknown shop somewhere in town.

I know now what i want.
I don't want just any job.
I don't want to be just that waitress in a cafe or a hotel.
I want a job with profession.

(options like the office girl, a lifeguard, somebody who works at the children's daycare centre, working at the night safari or the zoo- a job that's going to be a whole lot more interesting.) maybe i'm aiming a little too high, but when i get back from vacation, these'll definitely be jobs to look out for.

Yes, i'm looking forward to being a lifeguard, but then again, i'll enjoy my holidays when i still can, and make the best of it.

Chapter 11

2009-12-11T15:45:00.007+08:00

Title: Pearldrops.
Author: Яįє

11. The unexpected twist
The best things in life are unexpected – because there were no expectations.

Persistent thumping on the door interrupted the melody of water trickling down. I sloshed about in the bath tub happily, ignoring the knocking that seemed endless. Answering the door meant facing the harsh reality and embracing the problems that came along with it. I was not about to let them torment me.

“Aquarelle, I know you’re there. Are you all right? You’ve been in there for an hour,” Ray shouted above the hissing of the torrents of water running from the shower.

Leave me alone. The water enveloped me, caressing my face and loosening the knot that had formed in my heart. It was exactly what I needed now. Nothing else mattered. Even the world would have to wait. The gurgle of water sent peaceful tinkles up the end of my tail; it was so refreshing.

“I’m going to barge in right now,” Ray’s voice could be heard interrupting my revelry. Sure enough, the door burst open. My tail shot back into the bath tub immediately with a splash. I tried to hide beneath the foamy waters, but not before I caught him looking. Ray’s eyes were wide open. I hung my head. Despair gnawed at my insides, eating away at whatever short-lived joy I had. He stared at me and I blinked. For a minute, no one moved. I could sense the impending doom. I was such a troublesome guest. The host would probably throw me out of the house now…He was definitely not going to let me go for flooding the toilet.

“I just wanted to swim,” I mumbled guiltily. It sounded like a whine. I stared at the ripples as the water level rose stealthily, unable to look straight at him in the face. Ray strode towards me with a frown. His jaw was set in a thin line. I squeezed my eyes close, waiting for the expected reprimand.

It never did come.

Instead, I found myself being lifted out of the bath tub, bridal style. He cradled me in his arms when I tried to slip away.

“Are you abducting me? Put me down!” I screamed hysterically. He was going to murder me, I knew it!

“Hush Relle,” he muttered, ignoring my flailing arms and my scaly, slithery tail that tried in vain to make him lose his hold on me. I was outraged. The way he talked to me, it was like he was coercing a crying baby. When my demands were not met, I changed tactics.

“Drop me,” I begged him. My helpless pleas turned into echoes and I realized where he had brought me to. We were in the basement where there was an artificial lake! I looked down. His feet were planted right beside the swimming pool. I could see the crystal-clear water lapping at his toes.

“Stop thinking that I’m going to hurt you,” he whispered as he released me gently. The cold water raced through me. I could feel a beat pulsating through my veins. Never had I been this alive. I cut gracefully through the water, going back and forth. The water waves broke beautifully as I swerved about delightfully.

“This is paradise,” I said in exhilaration, leaning out the edge of the pool, expecting Ray waiting for me. Instead, there was nobody around.

“Thank you for everything,” I muttered foolishly under my breath when I realized I was talking to myself.

“You’re welcomed,” a voice resonated behind. I jumped at Ray’s voice. I had failed to notice him gliding up from behind.

“What are you doing here?” I demanded.

“Humans swim too,” he said smugly. “Mermaids are not the only ones who do.”

He edged closer, pressing me into a corner. The water crept between us, licking deliciously at our shoulders, pulling us closer to each other. I could literally taste the smell on him. My heart leapt wildly when I saw that his shirt was off. The intimacy of it threw me off. His lean biceps made my mind wander into sweet little fantasies. I blushed horribly, half-ashamed, hoping he could not see it.

“Do you fear me?” he asked.

“No,” I answered a little too quickly. “Why do you ask?”

“Because every time I try to get closer to you, you move further away,” he said without pausing.
“In short, you push me away.”

Bingo. He had hit the nail on the head. How many times had I put on a pretense, appearing cold and distant when all I wanted was get to know him better?

“Don’t make wild guesses that you aren’t capable of,” I snorted, irritated by the truth in his words.

“I am NOT afraid of you.”

“Really?” he seemed unconvinced. “Let’s step up the game.”

“Try me,” I sneered.

I caught a glint in his eye; something was about to happen. No, wait, this can’t be happening! I screamed silently when he edged closer. His face was inches away from my face. Time seemed to crawl. I froze as he pressed his lips against mine. They were warm and gentle, nothing like the rugged edge they had in appearance. He kissed me lightly, but fiercely. Against my wishes, my body longed for him to deepen it. I felt myself leaning towards him as my heart betrayed my mind. I slipped my hands around his neck, unseeing, arching my face upwards, hoping to intensify the moment. He cupped his palm over my cheek, placing the other free hand around my waist and drawing the full length of my torso against him. Carefully, his hand slid slowly down the nape of my spine, creating sensations that tingled down my dorsal tail. I melted, suddenly kissing him with such ferocity I never knew I possessed. To my disappointment, the kiss ended as fast as it started.

His strong hands locked me in a vice-like grip as he pulled away. His face was flushed and I could hear his rasped breathing and the thundering of my palpitating heart. It had been such a tender kiss. His sculpted figure glistened with water as I tried to control my thoughts that threatened to go astray. I calculated my chances tackling him. I could take him down. Mermaids were surprisingly strong, even for females.

Stop it! Don’t go crazy. Get a grip. You can get through this! I willed myself against the persistent instinct to mate. This was not the time for THAT. He was human; I was fish, for now. We could not possibly do it.

“I’m sorry... I.. I couldn't control my feelings for you,” he said apologetically.

“I guessed I showed them to you huh?” he continued jokingly, trying to alleviate the situation that had turned from awesome to awkward.

It sure was intense. I could see that he was embarrassed. I giggled silently. This was unlike him. He was always a picture of confidence. I stayed quiet, not making it any better for him. This was going to be fun; it was my game now. Ha.

“I’ll leave okay? Enjoy your swim,” he mumbled. Seeing he suffered enough in uncomfortable silence, I made a grab for his hand before he turned to go. The words came out in a rush.

“Where’re you going? I want you here. I want you to continue with the game…” I trailed off, slightly abashed, my dorsal fin flicking nervously now.

Seconds ticked by as he took time to register my words.

“I need warming up though. Care to wait?” I tossed him a careless look. Though I acted like I didn’t care, my insides were already turning to mush.

“I’ll wait,” he beamed, breaking the silence. Knowing he was referring to my ‘warming up’, I refused to acknowledge it.

“You can wait for me to finish my swim,” I granted.

Without looking at him, I splashed off, deliberately creating a mini tide that swelled around him. If he thought I was showing off, whatever. That was exactly what I had in mind. Smirking to myself, I curved fluidly in water, moving towards the far end. Knowing he would be looking on at my lithe reflexes, I propelled forward, cutting through with grace. At that moment, I slowed down. Something, or rather, somebody was grabbing on to my tail and HE was tugging me backwards. I twisted around. Sure enough, it was Ray. For that few minutes, we engaged in skirmish, both man and fish; he trying to delay me while I attempted to squirm my way out.

“I’m going to reach there first,” he said in between gasps when we both surfaced, winking at me. The tussle had definitely tired both of us. Madly peeved, I shinned up the length of his body and promptly steered forward, tickling his sides with my fin and not forgetting to elbow him in the ribs. He, unfortunately, failed at an attempt to dodge. Smiling to myself evilly, I raced forward. First was mine!

The end of the pool was getting nearer and nearer. I could see from the corner of my eye, Ray tailing after me in neat strokes. I raged on, amazed by his tenacity. As I was about to touch the wall, overconfidence got the better of me. When I pivoted around to catch a glimpse of his whereabouts, the unexpected happened. Appearing suddenly like a ghost, he shoveled past me and slapped his palm victoriously on the concrete tiles lining the pool before I had the chance to do so.

“Like I said,” he panted.

“You almost lost it,” I snapped at him, sulking a little.

“Yea, that was close,” he scratched the back of his head while saying in an undertone, “Bloody neat underhand you’ve got there. Just you wait and see what I’ll do wit'cha the next time.”

A blush crept up the nape of my neck which I stopped in time.

“Like there’ll be a next time,” I replied tersely, still fuming at having to concede defeat to the likes of him.

“There’ll be.” He said mysteriously, winking at me. The enigma of it puzzled me.

“Says who am I coming back?”

My eyes dilated when he continued to emphasize, “You’ll find us living under the same roof, SOON.”

“WHAT?” I almost screamed.

“Don’t you like it here?” he asked instead, ignoring my shock.

“I do love it,” I stuttered. Especially the lounge.

“The lounge. Oh yeah, right. It’s a three in one. Mini jazz, disco bar and plain old hip hop,” he said excitedly.

Had I said that out loud? I stared at his outpour of elation, shock numbing my limbs and taking control of them. What was happening? He could read my mind? Ray seemed oblivious to my perplexity. He kept going on about how great it was that the lounge was finally ready and that it had taken a long time to install the finishing touches.

Stupid human. Shut up will you? That’s not what I meant. Thinking discreetly, I continued to stare at him. He did not seem to hear me. I sighed deeply. What was that just now? Dismissing my unsettlement, I relinquished the idea of wrangling him. He would never fully understand how homely I felt at the lounge.

He was, only human after all.

Author's note:
My ever-first kissing scene. It wasn't exactly very easy since I couldn't really imagine it. Can you imagine writing a kissing scene when you haven't kissed a guy in your entire life? That's how it is for me. Do give encouraging comments because I sure need them. Arigatou!

Chances are meant to be given.

2009-12-08T09:42:00.012+08:00

Mood: Merciful
Spare a thought for the ones who are doing our saikang.

I have been seeing this almost everywhere on the newspapers. Its seriously unbelievable and I'm finally understanding why expatriates hate us so much. The following information is taken from the net and straitstimes.com

Article says: MORE than 100 residents gathered at a local playground yesterday to voice their objections to a foreign worker dormitory planned for Serangoon Garden.

Current situation: Workers have moved into the dormitories and there's even a 10m buffer zone between them and residents.

Think you understand singaporeans? Think again. Let's take a look at what they have to say.

Helena Yeo, Oct 06 2008, Monday, 10.15 a.m. says:
My objection to the dorm has never been just about the welfare of Gardeners, but also the welfare of Singaporeans of every creed living in Singapore.Changing the way in or out of that dorm compound is just shifting the problem from one place to the other.

It doesn't resolve the problem. AMK residents should voice their concerns if they have any, and I am sure they do have concerns.The idea of having a dorm there is just poor planning. It's like wearing a dress for a cocktail party, and then putting on flip-flops to go with it.I have a feeling that the dorm's go-ahead has to do with Mr Mah's ego.

He most probably made the decision a long time ago, and refused to give in to the wishes of the residents of SG. In addition, I think only Mr Mah could have come up with such a silly and simplistic 'solution' to the problem - Serangoon Gardeners not happpy? Oh, just change the exits lah. Mr Mah has a record of making simplistic policies - 'Oh, traffic jam ah? Just increase the price for using the road lah.' I have to clarify before I get sued, though.

The above is just my hunch as to what transpired. It may or may not be a fact, so please don't sue me for just making a guess without evidence. Thanks.

Isn't this lady owning? The sentences in red and in italics just goes to show how she isn't supporting 'cohabiting' with foreign workers. What's worse is that she actually has the nerve to worry about being sued when she's being so selfish and saying things SOOOO loud.

Niagara on December 7th, 2009 3.01 pm says:
i was initially put off when i read about the serangoon gardens residents reaction towards the fw. but thinking about it now.. was the media depiction of the residents accurate? the ministers tried to calm the residents, but what if our millionaire ministers are the ones staying at serangoon gardens?

This isn't the best opinion yet.

ialsowantotacklechinachineselass on December 7th, 2009 7.54 pm says:
my chomp chomp home in serangoon garden is ready for china chinese immigrants instead of havin bangala spittin indians as my new neigbours i now have loudmouth china chinapeoples familLEE neighbours who will talk loud/squattin down in chomp chomp hawkers centre spittin away..`pui here pui there pui everywhere by the way i also a chinese singapoorium chinese they chinese me chinese if this familLEE is not a famiLLEE than whoses famillee?lee kuanyew and inc again?

What the hell is this guy talking about? LOL. This just tells me singaporeans actually are capable of animal language. Take a look at the guy's thread nick, shouldn't we be more afraid of ourselves instead of actually complaining that foreign workers look like rapists?

Dnalc, October 06, 2008 Monday, 09:40 AM says:
"They called for the complex to be fenced in and suggested shuttle buses be arranged on weekends to ferry workers to places like Bishan or Ang Mo Kio Central."Well.. ferry them to places other than their own. This speaks volumes of the mentality these people have.

Uh, yeah. I so agree with this post. The residents at Serangoon Gardens are lacking in compassion man.

Hlchina, Oct 06 2008, Monday, 10.20 a.m. says:
I suppose if the plan by the government is to increase the plot ratio of Serangoon Garden to build a 5-star luxury apartment at the same site, the residents at SG will not be complaining about the trucks, crane, noise, traffic congestion, bus load of foreign workers going in and out of the site and most of all, the ang mohs who will come live next to them as neighbours, sharing the same food court and shopping center.

I am glad that I am not living at SG. I cant imagine myself having to put up with such a self centered community.

*nods* i totally wouldn't want to live in a community as such. What's even worse is that they came up with excuses like 'the property prices in this area will drop'. LIKE TOTALLY WTH.

That crazy lady's comment to the above thread.

HelenaYeo, October 06, 2008 Monday, 10:31 AM says:
Why must a 5-star luxury apartment house only ang mohs? Indians, PRC Chinese, Arab expats could live there. Some people have yet to understand that this is not about 'white being better'. I am sure the Gardeners would not want ang mohs who look like they would rape them as neighbours either.But it would've been good if Mr Mah had thought that foreign workers would not be able to put up with such a self-centred community. Whether this thought is wrong or right, at least if Mr Mah had that thought, the gahmen might not have decided to build that dorm there.

What exactly is she trying to prove? She's like making her stand worse. Furthermore, if i'm right, she's being racist. She's totally selfish when she says 'foreign workers would not be able to put up with blah blah...' Its so obvious who's the one pushing the other away. In fact, i've a rebuttal to her inconsiderate comment. She's apparently thriving in a self-centered community that she's afraid of foreign workers who, according to her, holds the threat 'make way.'

Other comments which I've not bothered to name:
This is not acceptance, but apathy from helplessness. sounds familiar?
no amount of propaganda is going to change Serangoon Gardens residents decision to vote the PAP out. Vote for Change, vote the PAP out.
Good luck to you all living in S'goon Gardens. You can protest but to no avail. S'pore does not has enough space for these foreign talents to live. Next time round,the govt will ask you to rent them your rooms to let these FTs learn how to fit in.

This was an eye-opener for me. Here I am feeling disgusted while they are out there still 'throwing our garden city's face'. Okay, frankly, i can relate to their concerns.

Let me do a serious confession.
I have always been afraid of foreign workers, mainly because they are always appearing in headlines as crime operators.
I have made a joke out of them, foreign workers, once.
I have discriminated them, once.
I'm one of those people who look at these foreign workers and instantly think of terrorists.
I'm one who looks at them and go 'eww. they're so dirty.'
I'm the one who can't wait to stand a hundred metres away from the indian foreign workers when i'm on the mrt.
I'm one of those who point to an indian worker and go 'eh, look at that bangla.'
I'm guilty of all the above and more.

Recently, I realised we shouldn't have such mindsets.
Not all of them are like that, like how we think they are.

They are actually normal human beings, just like us, who come to singapore in search of their ricebowls. They are here to find a future for themselves, why are we stopping them? They, like us, are here to make a proper living.

Count ourselves lucky that they're in fact, doing all the pariah jobs in our society. They are the ones who are building our city. Everytime, my bus to school comes across a construction site, i see the workers struggling away under the hot sun. They even have to work when its pouring, such that you'll see them running for shelters when the thunder starts.
I feel a tinge of pity, but what do i do? Continue reading my book on the bus and wait for the heartwrenching scene to pass.

There're even deaths.
Do I have to mention that construction sites are accident-prone? Some chinese worker fell to his death while working on one of the buildings. I use 'some' because i'm not sure of his name and i mean no disrespect. His body had probably been sent home already, but what i think we should do? Give him an entire column under the orbituary page and applaud his courage.

Courage?
For being able to make it here, (alone, maybe) and allowing us, selfish singaporeans to trample on.
Can you imagine their wages? Its so meagre compared to us and that's enough to make them happy for years and enough to make them stay in this FREAK city for a hundred more years.

Well, why this sudden realisation you ask me.
Because a lady i read in the papers inspired me to peek at the bright side of foreign workers.

They actually have two faces.
One, the dark side, when we take them at face value.
Two, the bright side, which very little people actually see.

This lady, she was amazing in a way where she actually contributes free refreshments for tired workers. Her savings were generously used for such contributions which singaporeans would have thought pathetic and worthless. She has even become their 'mother' and 'friend'. After reading her views on how singaporeans treat her friends, (here i mean the foreign workers), i'm considering changing view points.

Come to think of it, there're always reports on maid abuse.
One change we should adopt,(and start RIGHT now), my fellow singaporeans,
Treat your maids better.

Sometimes a girl feels like kicking something hard.

2009-12-06T21:11:00.011+08:00

No, I'm not on mia.
I'm just too lazy and busy to update this personal space.
Hehe, and hey, don't blame me for doing so!

Well, to answer the questions.
No, I'm still currently jobless, because I officially failed (to put it badly, flunked) the lifeguard assessment watertest.

Why?
Mainly because i was unprepared.
UHHHHHHHHHHHHHs. Thanks to me being dumb enough not to go to my coach before going for the test on my own, its totally game over before you can say good game.

Here is what's included in the entire assessment:
Watertest:
1. swim 25m, tow 25m under 1.20min (real life size manikin as your victim)
2. IM (100 m each - in case you don't know, IM stands for individual medley, and that means 4 different strokes- frontcrawl, breaststroke, side and the backstroke, no butterfly in lifesaving though.)
3. CPR assessment

If I remembered correctly, since i only took a quick scan of the entire to-do's and to-be-tested's, the visual glance did not really scare me to death. And i even had to fill in this 'i guranteed that the cck swimming complex would not be held responsible for any of my injuries' and 'i'm healthy for the test' form.

Well, here's how i fared for the items.
For item 1, I would definitely have passed if not for the adult-sized manikin. FREAK.
It was reallyreallyreally bulky and seriously, i would rather tow the tester. At least, a real human would be "soft", if you know what i mean. What was even crazier was the fact that I had not seen such a huge manikin before and i was like going 'huh? .. ? ..' At least chonghan saw the manikin before when he took BM. Hey, i have not! -___-

Plus, the down factor was that the manikin could actually sink in water.
You know what this means right?
It was literally shouting "HEY, I'M FAGGING HEAVY AND I'M SO GOING TO MAKE YOU SINK WITH ME. ITS TTTKA."

(p.s: TTTKA, in other words, triple T, K, A, means 'the-time-to-kick-ass'.)

When i first saw the manikin submerged entirely in water, i knew it was no good.
I tried to tow it back of course, but that stupid manikin was not naked. LOL.
Soooo, its 'shirt' or whatever piece of cloth it had on, kept slipping and i had to like blindly grab, i dont know, its butt or something. What's worse is that its plastic hands are longer than mine, and heavier. Talk about bony. It was plasty. LOL.

Okay, the manikin is a he. And half the time, i'm trying to keep its, (oops, 'his') head above water just so to show that the victim is not drowning. Come to think of it, if i recalled, the other lifeguard-to-be's didn't even bothered keeping the manikin's head above water. Should have actually thought about how to improve the timing instead of how to move the piece of man-made shit.
Ahh, if i had knowwwwwwwwwn.
I didn't even had time to check if 'he' had balls.
What i would have given to see a man-made penis. LOL.
And the first thing i would do, kick it.

And holy, i didn't make the timing. (i did 1.47 instead.) So, byebyes to me.
Sadly, the tester, Mr Francis, told me 'to practice more.'
Practice more? i didn't even know i had to practice for anything before the test.
Sighs. Now i know.
i could vividly recall that assistant lifeguard tester smirking at me behind his black sunglasses. okay, maybe he wasn't smirking, just smiling at me politely.

Most probably, i'll have to ask my coach to let me train with the manikin...and you can be sure i'm so going to manhandle it.

But, anw, the thing was, i didn't even get a chance to do the 2nd and 3rd items.
Cause i failed the first.
Plus, i was the only girl among all the lifeguard-to-be's, the youngest and the smallest in size.
Kudos to me.
I was like super nervous cause all the guys there were like staring at me.
They are probably thinking 'what the hell is this girl doing here?' until the tester actually said i was there to take the test.

T________________T sadded. i failed the girl population.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHS. whatever. Anws, i rly didn't know what i was supposed to do for the test, and if i didn't get it wrong, you were actually supposed to prepare for the test.

Thanks to my dad who told me 'you can just go there and tell the tester that you've stopped lifesaving lessons due to o's for 2 months.'

Ya right. Judging by how serious everybody there were, if i actually said that, i think the guys would totally be laughing at me already. Andd, it would be an immediate 'get the hell out of here.' LOL.

Btw, they were really slow for their 2nd item.
I INSPECTED THEIR SWIMMING OKAYS!
If i could do the 2nd item, i would own them mans, all except for 1 guy, i guess.
ARGH.

And when i say slow, i really mean cmi kind. Like, slow-slow.
Like, uhms, their strokes huh. Tsk.
Well, actually i was kinda glad i got kicked out on the first item, because even if i passed the 1st AND the 2nd, (which i definitely would if given the chance), i would not have made it through the 3rd item.

Because they timed your CPR compressions. (They actually printed out the compression rates. Gah.)
And hey, it has to be accurate to seconds. So, without having practiced CPR for the last 3 months and being unsure of the steps, i would obviously fail. And, it would be chao 丢脸.

Oh wells, i'm deciding to go for another try on being a lifeguard next year when i turn seventeen. At least, that gives me an opportunity to GROW FATTER and NOT FEEL SO INTIMIDATED THE NEXT TIME I STAND BESIDE SO MANY BOYS.

Of course, the next time i go for the test,
I. WILL. BE. PREPARED.

(P.S: i don't dare return to cck swimming pool alreadyyyyyyyys. Because the lifeguards there, esp, the old one with the orange sunglasses who swam so freaking fast he caught up with me when i was one and a half lap ahead, -that was not during the test of course, but on one occasion when me and my bro were there for leisure swimming- would remember me and they would definitely laugh. T___________________T )

i'm so afraid that i'll return to cck swimming pool, (when i can't help it), and then the laughing spree starts.

AHH, let them laugh.

Updates.

2009-12-04T08:15:00.003+08:00

Things happening recently:
1. Bowling with angeline, ze qin, hui san, zhi cheng, kee an, adriel and timothy.
2. Billard with the bakas.
3. Marking my sis's tuition homework, tutoring her.
4. Story writing
5. Rollerblading
6. Swimming and worrying about my lifeguard job

There's like an interview needed, watertest, and a cpr demonstration.
Gg.

Piggism is shitism.

2009-12-01T08:29:00.018+08:00

Pig series
by celest

what's wrong with the pigs these days?
NONSENSICAL. RIDDICULOUS. IMMATURE. PETTY.
NO Rest In Peace.
but, yes, rest in pieces.
i want a man.

This post is dedicated to that certain speck of dirt I unfortunately picked up, somehow. Can't believe I'm once again the victim of evil people.

I know I've been much too kind. Actually, kind here is an understatement. I've been way too generous. Trust my siblings to know what's good for me, and what's not. You've been 'not' from the beginning of time.

Thanks to my ingenious idea, I now know for sure you're doing everything that you're doing on purpose. And I also know that you're a big-assed liar, asshole.

Since the start when I got to know you, I didn't really like you, to say the very least. Sad to say, some part of me was too sympathetic to care about my own feelings. I tried my very best to like you, and I was starting to. Obviously, it wasn't good enough. How long're you gonna 'play it down'? I was plain stupid enough to think you remembered anything at all, I was a complete idiot to actually think that 'oh, it's okay.' and 'oh, it's not a big deal.' and 'oh, he's a great person.'

Not like there was any ditching to do. But hey, treating me like an invisible wall. I'm so freaking invisible man. I grew up eating glass, you know.

I've had enough.

Forget all that.
You enjoy putting people in suspense. That's your problem.
You missed out one point though, I don't.
You've totally stepped on the wrong line, man.
You've totally pissed me off ttm.
You messed with me, its time I do a little messin' around wit'cha.

Yesterday proved something to me, yet again.
My intelligence is x100% yours.
I was the one who sent you that sms, you happy now?
Sending one small sms actually could uncover so much.
And you actually thought I was your friend or sth. Who in the right mind will actually reply to an unknown number 'go where?'
I expected you to only ask 'who are you?'
Omg. I was like super shocked.

Now, I'm just so disappointed. I thought you would have been smarter and I could have at least, saved myself by coming up with more excuses for me being so stupid and cockeyed.

You just had to reply, and unknowingly, killed me again.

*shakes head*
I tricked you, and you stupidly fell for it. Just like a plain, foolish, pig given a bait.
You want to know who am I?

Here's your answer.
我是SUPERMAN, 你是LOSER.

Yea, why the hell did I lie in the first place?
Why the hell did I waste my time on you?
I don't like lying, that's why I'm telling you its me.
My bro was still telling me to send you to the airport.
My sis was telling me to sell all your stuff in audition and send the $$$ into hikari.
What's the point?

I, retardedly here, feel guilty already.
But, hey, wake up girl, you shouldn't.
Judging by how the pig shitted all around you and expected you to clear its mess, you better rethink whatever your evil and lovely siblings say.

Well, I'm at least good-natured enough to admit that I'm the mastermind, and remind you to stop spamming me with calls and smses.

Hah. Funneh right? You were actually asking the person, you've been ignoring for years, who she is. Seriously ironic.

The main thing was, I got what I wanted.
You lost.

The main thing was, I just wanted you to reply.
You lost.

The main thing was, you indirectly told me that you've been ignoring me on purpose.
You lost.

That was all I wanted to know.
And you gave it to me, willingly.
Stupidly even.
But then again, pigs are stupid.

Well, here's a testimonial for your piggy stupidity.

Your merits:
Decent-looking, friendly, sociable, atheletic, able to dress, breakdances (hope you continue doing what you love doing, since there's even a bboy crew), always having that goofy smile (I'm not sure if this is a good thing though), a good friend to only your 'friends'?(maybe they got blindfolded or something.)

Your demerits:
Not-goodlooking, phony, fake, follows the crowd blindly (or else you wouldn't have replied me), a big show-off, insecure, doesn't keep promises, egoistic, irresponsible (to just leave me a cliff-hanger and walk off?), deceitful, lazy, and the worst of all, you LIE.

Overall comments:
Your demerits outweigh your merits.
To describe you in the shortest way possible? You suck.

Well, for all the good and bad things you've done to/for me in the past?
THANK YOU VERY MUCH.

If somehow this was a misunderstanding, (which I seriously doubt it is), or my intelligence failed me, I gave you a chance. -In this case, to really do some counting, I gave you many.

I didn't do anything else to harm you in any other way, (but only ranting here), although I feel like following my siblings' advice and pull the plug for you. I could still do so many evil things back to the evil entity.

But, (reminder to myself), I'm not at your level.
I'm giving you the benefit of the doubt.
One such example? I've left your acc untouched. It's up to you to decide its fate. Leave it to rot? It's NOMB.

Somehow, after everything, 0.01% of me still believes in you.
*Nods* Why? I don't know.
I don't know what's wrong with me.
I don't know why the hell why.
I just know that I'm dumb but heaven will save me.

Come to think of it, now I know why your ex dumped you. I'm glad for her. I bet you told all the girls around you the same story. That she's turned into a paikia. Bullshit. Yeah, try telling my story to everybody. Twist and turn it anyway you want, because nothing happened between me and a pig. I don't give a damn to what you have to say anyway.

Unless you get an IQ higher than mine overnight, and explain things so clearly that I don't detect any piglies, your status will remain forever as 'a failure'. Which I'm telling you now, the possibility of it happening tomorrow is zero and the possibility of it happening in the near future is minus indefinite.

By lying, you've actually been downgraded to the deepest parts of hell.
Rmb I told you ytd to 'go to hell'? I mean it.

Good riddance.

(P.S: Special thanks to the guy with the chocolate chip moustache I dreamt of. He was the catalyst of my perfect plan. It would be cool to have sth to eat when food's not available. I'm so going to marry him if there's a real life one!♥)

Writing aspires many.

2009-11-30T13:46:00.002+08:00

Mood: In the clouds
Heaven forbids any disasters to descend on me today.

YoHooHoo.
I'm kinda on cloud nine, because I FINALLY COMPLETED my profile page on Fictionpress.com. Woot, can't believe there're so many great writers out there. It's like totally an eye-opener.

Well, here's my page.

Celest-Renaissance
I strongly recommend other writers out there to upload your stories and your works there because people actually do give you reviews. :D

when even swimming makes you freeze.

2009-11-29T23:50:00.002+08:00

Helloww people.
Ain't very cheery today, looking at how hotmail, facebook, audition and fictionpress is crashing down on me.

GAH. Even the swimming pool water left me shivering to the max. TTM!
Today just can't be any worse, can it?

Love this song.

2009-11-27T17:35:00.004+08:00

MWAHAHAHAHA.

2009-11-26T14:29:00.008+08:00

Mood: evil
even the most kind-hearted and soft-hearted will go 'mwahahahaha' when you get harassed by the most vile creatures on earth.

See the above?

it's the greatest pretender on earth.

Why?

Just yesterday, my dad, being the number one supporter of geckos (mini lizards that infest my house, mostly my room) single-handedly took down a middle-sized gecko with his bare hands.

The most basic reason.

It came out from my cup, and just because i forgot to put the lid on.
What. The. Eff.

So here's how the scuffle happened:

gecko scuttles all the way around the corner of the stove.

dad: i'm going to kill it. It's pissing me off.
me: try it. it's super fast.

*pots clanging*
In one sweeping movement, dad throws gecko on the floor.
Grabs it, runs to the toilet bowl, throws it in.
Takes a pail of water and tries to flush it down.

Me, being the onlooker, became speechless.

What was terrifying was the fact that the gecko played dumb. When it couldn't be flushed down the toilet bowl, it flipped on its underside and showed us its belly, pretending to be dead.

First time it did it, it ALMOST succeeded.

Luckily for my dad, he was smart enough to observe its detatched, but still wriggling tail. And then, the idiotic gecko tried to scramble and claw its way up the toilet bowl.

Talk about surviving. It just would not give up. Twice, Thrice, and the fourth time it tried to act like it was dead, we dunked an entire pail of water down. And ta-da, it got flushed in for good. Well, if you're thinking that is cruelty, why not be a vegetarian and say MEAT IS MURDER. This gecko here, mind you, have been shitting everywhere since it was a baby. And me here, has been tolerating it for as-long-as-it-takes-to-grow-that-big.

I was kind enough not to allow my dad to whack it with a dictionary when he had the chance. So hey, its not everytime you see things like that, stop complaining that its painful to watch.

Its more disgusting to watch geckos mating in your house and having the whole length of my room's fluorescent lightbulb to themselves and treating it like their den. And then weeks later, you see baby geckos running about.

Come to think of it, the larger geckos didn't even do their fair share of work. If they want to stay in my house and expect me to clean their shit, they should at least eat MORE flies, moths, or one or two beetles.

Having such useless housepets is really tiring. I'm like totally celebrating the death of one.

And take a look at one of the golden beetles that always, (almost every night), flies into my room. Here's a close up view of how its butt looks like.

Can you see the hairy legs?

How i wish i could use a pincer and peel out its exoskeleton bit by bit.
Just looking at it irritates me.

And here's the 'poor' beetle trying to take flight, but all in vain.
AH. HA.

Fuggly beetles. Can you imagine the torture i had to suffer?!?!
i vividly remember this black beetle swooping in and treating the nape of my neck as a landing platform. And being this little me of five years old, i was so frightened. No matter how i shrieked, screamed, jumped up and down like a lunatic, that idiot refused to drop off.

Since that day, my ears would be sensitive to beetle alerts everyday.
What i mean by beetle alert is the BBBBBZZZZZZZZZ sound when they enter and rebound everywhere in my room. Freaking, frigging annoying. And just yesterday, another golden beetle took shelter on my bro's head and he only happened to realise it when he went back to his room, sat down, and scratch his head.

Thanks to my beetle phobia, i'm being a little psychotic.
And now, i even use glass cups to capture these beetles and make them suffocate.
The first time i did it was when i could stand it no longer. That single beetle was really pushing my limits.

Of course, i burst. And that's why it landed in the cup.
As shown above, there you have it, snippets of its last moments.
Struggling and pressing against the glass wall, for all i care.
in fact, the more i look at it, the more happy i feel.

Ask me why i used glass cups.
Cause i wanted to trick the stupid beetles into believing that they are surrounded by air.
And you know how stupid they are? They actually keep banging their heads against the glass cup. i bet they can't see the glass wall because it looks invisible to them. And then there they are thinking, why can't i see what i'm knocking into?

Vicious.
Whatever.
I let the first one out after a day, when it did not go to hell.
The kind me, thinking that it would fly back to where it belong and tell its species not to FLY INTO UNFAMILIAR TERRITORIES, such as MY ROOM. But obviously, it didn't.

The others obviously ignored it, or just enjoy suffocating, that they CONTINUOUSLY fly in, OVER AND OVER AGAIN.
Currently, there's a black and a golden beetle in the same glass cup. Both overturned.
Smartasses, trying to knock my cup over, that they themselves slipped and instead landed on their shiny backs. And now both are happily accompanying the king of hades.

ORBI.
That's to teach them a lesson.

Hold on, in case you belong to some stupid insect or reptile organisation and am thinking of reporting me to authorities, please think about how these species constantly intrude my homely abode.

And btw, don't ever think of reporting me to SPCA (Society for the prevention of cruelty to animals), because geckos and beetles are not classified under the category 'animals'.

They are beasts.

Update.

2009-11-25T22:46:00.004+08:00

Spent most of today skinning my sis's blog.
Craps, now i love her skin more than mine.
hahas.

well, let me advertise her blog.
For free okay!

Click here to view my creation.

Anws, my parents finally, decided to get me a phone.
i don't know what's got into them, but i'm now not phone-less anymore.
Feels weird, when i was enviromentally conservative all the way through my secondary life.

Well, one thing good that came out of it, i saved earth's resources and i hereby proudly proclaim that i'm one of those few who CAN LIVE WITHOUT A PHONE.

woot!
And one last thing, people are suddenly going berserk over audition and me and linda are like their audi teacher. WOOOOHHHHHHH!
SO HIGH MANS. PLAY AUDITION, YEAH!

Prompous.

2009-11-24T14:55:00.021+08:00

Photo series
Content: RED CAMP AND PROM.
Models: Celest, Linda, Felicia
by the viking crew

Mood: *coughs coughs*
that's what you get what you have a never-goes-away sore throat.

sls: uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco, cinco, seis.
girls: give it to the vikings,
guys: uh huh, uh huh.
girls: give it to the vikings,
guys: uh huh, uh huh.
girls: give it to the vikings,
guys: uh huh, uh huh.
girls: and all the others say we so fly,
guys: we make them cry.

all: this cheer is rated v, for vikings, ver ver ver vikings!
oooooooohhhhh na na na na, na na na na, na, na na na neh!
na na na na, na na na na, na, na na na neh!

when you say jump, we say how high
all the vikings in the house,
omg, we're so fine
like snakes on a plane
we make you go insane
so outrageously insane
with our ver, ver ,ver ,ver!

yay, that was the prom cum RED CAMP photo series i did espcially to remember these two special occasions.

Prom was like this mad, crazy, makeover.
i totally didn't feel like waking up and going for prom in the morning cause i had this splitting headache and slight fever. Then there were still the decisions that we had to make.

Where to go for hairstyling?
Where to go for makeup?
Do we take mrt or cab to meritus mandarin hotel?
Do we flag a cab? Or call one?
Do we need to pay for this?
Do we need to pay for that?
Where's the ballroom?
Where's the hotel room? Which floor?
How much is that?

all the stupid ridiculous questions i could do without.
But, then again, i told myself that it was the last day where everyone goes crazy, literally, so i decided to go crazy too.

Of course, with all the coughing, that i almost felt like dying.
And obviously, somebody still doesn't want to talk to me.
so i'll just leave it as that.

well, anws, i'll stop wallowing in my misery.

Newsflash: My hair was like $108 althogether. (highlights + styling)
And i paid so much just to undergo the torture of smelling all the hairspray and the glittery stuff they sprayed all over my hair.
Thankfully, the highlights will last longer, whereas the curling, plus tying, plus clipping the hairstylist did was a one-nightstand thing.
Also, i had a alotttttt of difficulty removing the hair pins she stuck into my hair.
i think i dropped TOO MUCH hair yesterday and the make up was so difficult to remove.
Fantastic.

Anw, anybody knows how to remove mascara?!
Gah, how the heck do people do it.

Sighs. i loveeeeeeee my highlights though. :D
yeh, because it's red.

hmphs. Throughout prom was fun.
we had to wait outside the ballroom for i don'tknowhowlong, but still finally, we got a poker card and managed to squeeze in.
At least the counsellors had some creativity, judging that they organised prom, it was chic and fabbb. i thought they using the poker cards as lucky draw tickets was an awesome idea. :DD

Here's my compliments to you guys, sec three counsellors, although, we always get stopped on the way up to classrooms for having food by you irritating bunch of 'teacher's dogs', here's a big thank you!

Yiyang and felicia totally looked like a rockstar.
They both had the punkdude and punkgirl looks, plus everyone looked so chio and so mannnnnnnnnnnnnnn and so yandaooooo.

And, the most eventful thing was when i decided to step keean with my heels, he kicked me instead.

And what happened was super painful.
The base of his shoe came into contact with my tip of my heel.
and omg, shi chao tong de lorh.
the impact was like gg.
There goes my poor toe. D:

Snapshots i picked randomly:

the hairstylist who did my hair and refused to tell me where she picked up hairstyling.
i guess she just wanted to me to be her regular customer. LOL. i wouldn't dream of stealing your customers lahhhh.

the only piece of food we had that night.
haha, just kidding.
This chicken head was the most prized delicacy through the entire not-sure-how-many-course dinner. Heh.

Hmms, i guess one last thing, in case the guys don't know, the girls have a hard time wearing heels on.

Can you imagine how painful and troublesome it is?
When all you want to do is just rip those heels off, toss them away and drop dead on the floor with your feet sticking all over the place.
Yet, we girls still have to withstand the contraction of our calve muscles throughtout the entire night without nagging and having to act glamorous and act like it doesn't hurt, at all.

Ahem. Guys, you have to give it to us, girls. :D

And know something, my legs are still cramping and sore from all that high-heel walking. i wonder how Mrs Ong tolerates it and how celebs actually dance in heels.
Maybe i'm not used to it.
Lawl.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhh, i'm once again, too lazy to post any more pictures here, but i dumped everything on facebook. if you want them, you know where to look. (:

Ngee an's red camp & 411 chalet.

2009-11-22T16:20:00.014+08:00

mood: silent scream
i lost my voice after red camp and chalet.

HELLO.
Argh. i'm here to complain about me getting sick. (!-!)p
thanks to all the screaming and cheering at RC, and all the fried food, i can now say byebye to my beautiful voice.

LOL.
yea, zi kua, you don't have to tell me, i know.
obviously, i'm here to post the highlights as well.
i'm not going to post all the photos because blogger is freaking lag.
so only those glam and kawaiiiiiiii ones.
btw, the rest of the pictures can be found on facebook. :D

oh wells, i only went for the first two days of RC becauseeeee i was too tired to rush all the way back from sentosa to clementi in the morning at 6 on the third day.
Sigh. BUTBUTBUTBUT the first two days was funnnnn enough.
though i didn't get to, according to felicia, take a picture with the super hot guy.

felicia and the super hot guy, jervis, she was talking about.
okay, he's hot.
But, hey, guess what?
I'M HAWTER.

side note: jervis was a SUPER GREAT SL! (*student leader, in case you're wondering what the acronym stands for.)

AND SO WERE ALL THE REST OF THE SLS!!!<3
me, fel and linda. :D

me and fel.

love this cheer alot. :D
SLs: vikings oyyyy.
we: VIKINGS!
SLs: vikings oyyyyyy.
we: AHHHHHH.
SLs: vikings oyyyyy.
we : horny, horny, horny. Woooh~ we're are the vikinggggs~
SLs and we: OH YEAAAAAH.

and there's alot of other cheers i would rather not type it out here. hahas.
thoughhhhhh, i can share one dirty joke told by the mcs with you guys.

here's the joke:
One day, a 5 year old boy, named Horny, went to the whiteboard and drew a male anatomy.
and AHEM, you know what he drew.
When his teacher saw it, she was horrified.
She erased it immediately.
The next day, Horny drew a bigger male anatomy.
and his teacher, erased it again.
The day after the next, Horny drew an even bigger male anatomy.
and just when his teacher was about to erase it, Horny said,
"The more you rub, the bigger it gets."

LOL. this is NC16.
those not above 16, censor the above. hahaha, though its too late now.
okay, anws, there was also this tour around ngee an, just taking a look at the courses available, and i wanna join MMA!!
well, actl, there's like a few i want to get in!

1. Multimedia and animation
2. International business/Tourism and management
3. Early childhood education

okay, surprisingly 3 right.
LIKE, me, with children?
BUT ITS NOT SURPRISING OKAY!
and when liang yuan saw me playing with Mrs Chang's kids, he was like, 你长不大啊!
CHAO XIANG BIAN TA DE LA.

-________________-
and then the other time he saw the photo with my siblings, he went, 'you got baby face ah.'

WTFISH.
the next time ah, i'll just bish alr.

Here's some (okay, only 2) of the pictures at chalet which were taken at Costa Sands Resort, Sentosa.

Cute right????!?!?!!! Cute right! Cute right! hahahaha.

well, chalet was abit sian.

because the rain was such a dampener.

but whateverrrrh.

we managed to play a bit of volleyball.

but we idiots went to do it along the sea.

so every few minutes, you see the ball landing into the sea.

and then you see people going into the water just to stop the ball from drifting away.

sigh, and we didn't get to use my bounce-on-water-ball!

RAWR. forget it.

the next time we're going to use it!

anws, when it started to rain, we camped at the chalet.

and sadly, there was this swimming pool right in the middle of the chalet.

then you see all the guys jumping in.

and Beonnan has boobs.

*laughs*

i was super freaking tempted to jump in as well.

then chong han was like, 'eh, lifeguard, save us.'

and the guys started to act like they were drowning.

and i was thinking 'like who the hell cares?'

LOL.

so what if i'm a qualified lifeguard. don't have to suan me just cause i'm a girl.

and then the next day, chong han almost dragged me into the pool.

dragged, as in, you know, pool-dumping me in.

luckily, jie saved me.

BUT, we both know that chong han could have pulled both of us in as well.

judging his size.

1 V 2. confirm k.o.

2nd day, we went to lan.

MY FIRST TIME ENTERING A LAN SHOP CAN!

omg. and i was like @-@!

there was like so many rows of computers.

people dota-ing, audition-ing, huh? still got what, i dont even know what the hell they're playing.

THE BEST THING?

they didnt use earpieces. so its like everyone's blasting and going crazy.

crazy as in screaming at their computer screens.

yea, you get the idea.

aftr going to the first lan shop, we decided to hop to another one because people were smoking there.

the second shop was better cause it was not as crowded.

and less wet market-like.

then the guys and girls played dota. (they split into two teams.)

it was damn funny. hahahaha, because the guys were ordering the girls to move here, move there, stun this, stun that, shoot this, kill that.

LOL.

and surprisingly, the girls obeyed.

After that, i got my drum sticks for just seven dollars.

okay, basic ones. but, you know, its cheap. :P

and then it was off to macdonalds.

and i'm regretting eating that whole packet of fries now.

but that time, i was only thinking about getting fat. LOL.

Sighs.

should have just cabbed all the way to clementi and joined RC.

lawl.

okay, anws, we all know tmr's prom night.

AND YOU ALL KNOW ITS SHOW TIME.

LOL.

zi high-ing.

fel and me did alot of that at RC.

BWAHAHAHAHA.

oh and one more thing!

I got RED HIGHLIGHTS!!!!!!

but sadly, the red is not as loud as i thought it would be.

I WANTED LIKE TOTAL RED, YOU KNOWWW.

like when you see me from far, you will go, 'eh, that girl got red hair' that kind of red.

aiiiiiiiiiiish.

IF I HAD KNOWN IT WOULD BE ONLY STREAKS, i would have dyed RED, instead of highlighting.

and it was $83.

i can feel $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ flying.

okay, it already flew.

2009-11-17T22:56:00.025+08:00

hi yall.
RED CAMP is FUNNNNNNNNNNNNN.
'll be uploading all the pics only until after class chalet and RC! :D
it's gonna be like such a crazy week.

and on monday, there's the MONTE CARLO GRAD NIGHT.
Gosh, and i heard even the guys are shopping for prom.
and that they have actually allocated a day for it.

i know some girls have decided to spend like what? a week searching for the 'chosen one' (the appropriate, perfect, dress for the night-to-remember.) AND MISS RED CAMP?! RAWRRRRRRR.
Guess the bakas are the most efficient huhs. :D
we spent like only a day, and ta-da, everything done.
Thanks to the honourary advisor, (ex-baka leader), we've got everything within a day.

Cool huhs.
and we're girls.
of course, the accessories are about ready.

ANDDDD I'M LIKE SO SHOCKED THAT MY OUTFIT IS AT A REASONABLE PRICE.
i was so freaking tempted to get this black feathery hair clip just to match the stupid casino theme, which, if i'm not wrong, you're supposed to act like you popped out from the 1960's.
Guess what, that clip was like fifteen dollars!!!!!
just for a few black feathers tied elaborately together?! fcuk the price man. RAWWRRRR.
Heck it.
and the salesperson was like 'you won't get such a cheap price during christmas.'
we were like thinking 'hey, its not even cheap now, go-to-hell lah.'

Luckily for me, the rest of the bakas prevented me from going crazy and buying that super-nice-but-super-utterly-ex hairclip. i think without them, i'll just be a mad shopaholic.

Phew. that's what girlfriends are for man.
andddd that's also how you control a shopping spree from going wild.

to sum it up:
1. dress - $34.90
2. purse - $10
3. nail polish - $2.00
4. shoes - still wondering whether i should get SHINY RED ONES, or just wear the heels i already have. (LOL. still so picky huh.)
5. earrings - $3.50
Current total cost: $50.40
(excluding the cost of make-up plus highlights and etc.)

okay, surprisingly, i exceeded my mum's wildest dreams.
and she was so prepared to hand me a hundred bucks.
yea, mum, why not a million dollar dress? :D

okay, anw, here're the photos from that time we crashed at black's.

TOOT.

my horsetail hair.
i wanted to use it to whack blue, but she took a photo of it.

yea, we're sucking on worms.

plain camwhoring.

STATIC HAIR!

and also, the photos from bball.

illegal gathering!

one of the black dogs guarding the temple.
Thanks to laoba's grand idea of bringing us to a basketball court located beside a temple, i felt super isolated from civilisation for that five hours. Plus, it definitely made me feel like i was a lost village kid. :D

nixon's aeroplane pose.

TALL TO short.

nixon's very glam squatting pose.

*baking chocolate cake*

don't know what they're pointing at... lol.

squeeze. squeeze. push. push.

don't rly know what chong han is doing. haha.

flexing his biceps? LOL.

kee an's flying duck pose.

The above are just random shots taken.

in case you're wondering, i'm not in any of the random shots taken during bball.

the cameraman always does keeps her glam.

HO HO HO, HE HE HEE, HA HA HA, SAY HELLO AND BYE BYE.

List of things i need to do.

2009-11-14T13:58:00.004+08:00

Exercise!
1. swimming
2. rollerblading
3. basketball

Spending money!
1. shopping for prom
2. volleyball/netball

Upgrade lessons!
1. japanese
2. malay
3. korean
4. drums!
5. hip hop
6. yoga

Penning!
1. manga drawing
2. continue with pearldrop!
3. updating my profile on that postyourownstories website

A must!
1. check my 1501 emails
2. check ngee an's spam for red camp

Camps!
1. RED CAMP!
2. Sentosa 411's chalet
3. 6C's chalet

Play!
1. Audition appointments with Emielle and BINster
2. Maple
3. Watch my showwwws

Earning bucks!
1. tutoring my cousin (this i volunteered for FOC)
2. part-time lifeguard! (hmm.. if possible.)

*claws on the table*
RAWR. its a long list.

Here's a song for the kid who aimed so high
he shot her down, ate her heart,
and left her all alone.
i don't care if you hear my song,
i know i cared for you enough that you can hurt me.
you did, yeah.

Everybody tells me i got played.
i'm telling myself you're not a bad person,
and now i'm looking for a reason why.
i wanna be next to you,
i don't wanna sleep alone,
you want answers, but you ain't telling me anything.

Can someone tell me where do i start?
'Cause if you don't even care,
the stars don't even matter.
you can be a sweet dream,
or a beautiful nightmare.
Either way i don't wanna wake up. (somebody pinch me)

i can't keep feeling the way i do
i can't keep hiding apart from you
i got to say something
i'm tired of waiting from a distance
i can feel this ship sinking
you want answers, but you ain't telling me anything.

Can someone tell me where do i start?
'Cause if you don't even care, oh woahhh, i just can't say no.
i'm not going to start anything
i'm not going to take the initiative.
'cause i'm always the one doing it.
can you feel my frustration?

i'm just going to move on.
take a deep breath, walk through the doors.
one, two, three.
away from you.
i want you to know, it doesn't matter where we take this road.
some one's got to go.

But why am i such a nice person?
i think about pressing the delete button in my heart.
something stops me everytime.
Remember the days, we were meant to be together.
Remember, remember, remember.
A broken promise,
stuck on replay.

Tell me how can you sleep?
Tell me how can you breathe?
Stop this please,
it's killing me.
it's killing me.
hey-aye aye ehhh eh eh, it's killing me, killing me.
thanks for making me feel like crap.

Hands up, they're playing my song
and no one's gonna be okay.

what goes around comes around.

2009-11-14T12:21:00.017+08:00

Currently listening to: live like you're dying by Kris Allen
Mood: wooohhhh. i'm going swimming, yeah!

yes, i changed a blogskin.
Got very bored yesterday night, so i decided to help Pilot advertise their 'G-1 Grip 0.5' model.

This is what it does to 2D drawings.
They come to life! (i doodled, so forgive me for the untidy sketches.)

Objects on display:

If you're lacking in visual capabilities, i suggest you remind yourself to go to the bookshop and get one of these perfectly awesome pens! They will enable a 3-D impaired person to open their eyes and see 3D! (:

Btw, applaud me for being such a great salesperson!

WOO LA LA.

2009-11-13T11:03:00.004+08:00

Currently iddling at linda's house.
with baka purple and black. HOHO.
THERE'S LIKE SOOOOOOO MANY THINGS TO DO AFTER O'S I'VE NO IDEA WHAT TO DO FIRST.
RAWRRRRRRRRRRR.

okay, remind me to do a list of what-to-do's for my next post.
Ta-da!

no one ever understands how i feel.

2009-11-07T08:42:00.003+08:00

This void of emptiness.
i've never felt this way for a long time.
Crying my eyes out for the second time this year made me realise something.

Being sad is when you feel nothing
and can't be bothered about it already.

AHA! GOTCHA. you volunteered to read.

2009-10-07T18:13:00.003+08:00

2009-10-07T17:52:00.010+08:00

i decided to create my own, no-editing photo.
why? because i saw this slogan on somebody's t-shirt.

'Photoshop has been helping the ugly since 1988.'

which happened to be partially true.

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and that's to celebrate the 57th anniversary of the first patent on the bar code.

NOTE:
i'll once again be on the deadly hiatus.
date to remember: 18 days from today.
The reason birds can fly and we can't is simply because they have perfect faith, for to have faith is to have wings.

*immitates usain bolt again*
FLYYYYYYYYYYYYYY. and inspire.
jiayous to all and good luck.

i envy males.

2009-10-04T09:04:00.013+08:00

i've been dwelling on this topic for the whole week.
just thinking, mind you.
i haven't tried anything funny.

Topic of the week: How do you wear a tampon?
or maybe i should replace 'you' for females.

haha, well, why? you ask.
BECAUSE i was being a tad despo on a fine saturday when i would, once again, officially miss my swimming.
(okay, i don't know what got me so desperate that i decided to TRY alternatives.)

sooo, i asked my mum for a tampon.
and my gosh. it was the very first time i set my eyes on one.

here's how it went:
1. opens the box
2. something popped out.
3. *looks closely*
4. happily take out one.
5. read the information on the box
6. realised i had made a BIG mistake
7. *silent scream* -goes 'wahlaoooooooooo.'

1st impression: long, tubular, stick-like and they were like christmas candycanes, except for the gross paper wrapper.

2nd impression: there was this line which said
'ATTENTION: Tampons are associated with Toxic Shock Syndrome (TSS), a rare but serious disease which can cause death.'

and ironically, just above it,
there was this statement which said

TAMPAX
Protection you can trust.

i was like 'WHAT?! wth.'

and there were no instructions.
(on how to use it or whatsoever.)

Based on general knowledge, (which came from my mum), i knew there was some form of insertion which had to take place.

'you have to insert the tampon somewhere,' she said.

uh huh.
and the question was 'WHERE?'

her answer:
'you'll know where.'

when i gave the blur look, she told me, 'use it when you get older la.'
when i became persistent, she told me that i had to 'relax before inserting.'
??????? question marks.

Equipped with vague information, i decided to give the green light.
pumped up and ready, i tore open the clinical-looking white wrapper and TO MY HORROR, i realised the tampon was not what i thought as 'tablet-like' or 'pill-like'.

instead, it was this whole roll of 'absorbent rayon tissue fibre' or whatever thet called it, which was MUCH longer than i had expected.

to add on to the shit i realised i had created, it had approx. a diameter of around 1.5 cm. so freaking thick?!!?
i stared at it like mad, i tell you.
there was this internal conflict within me on whether i should use it.

1st thought.
'aiya, whatever la. just ram it up the part where my urine(or menstrual fluid) comes out.'
(oops. spot the mistake yet? i'll tell you in a short while.)

soooo, i decided to count down to three before that.
BUT, it was all talk, all think, no action.
when i tried to carry it out, i realised another retarded thing.

should i stand, sit or bend down while inserting?
how do i locate the part where it goes in?
am i supposed to look or something?
will it hurt when it goes in?

Questions.
i deliberated for a longggg time.
to swim or not to swim? to swim or not to swim? HOWWWWWW?!

2nd thought.
'craps. forget it. forget swimming. i'll go to school and ASK.'

sooo, at school, i popped the question to the bakas during recess.
none of them tried it before.
this was a good sign because it signalled that i had made the right decision not to use it.

i even asked a guy! (yiyang.)
discreetly of course.
obviously, i didn't shout the question from across the classroom right.
Thanks to him, there was this hot discussion with the bakas on 'the three holes'.
and there was A LOTTT of giggling.

warning: the following content is crude. read at your own risk.

According to bakapink and black, who i feel were more informative(about these things), there were three holes.

1. the arse hole. (in other words, the butt hole or your 屁股洞.)
2. the hole where urine comes out.
3. the menstrual hole.
and we were like going '这个洞，那个洞.' LOL.
sooooooo, i realised ONCE AGAIN, OMG.
i had made a terrible mistake.

Rectifying misconception: the urine hole and the menstrual hole are NOT the same.

at first, i didn't believe it.
i had been living for 16 years i didn't realise there were supposed to be three holes?! riddiculous. 我白活了.

so, i went to check the biology textbook, chapter 17 on reproduction in humans.
they were right.

there was a diagram on the left side view of the female's reproductive system which showed three passageways.
-right at the front is the URETHRA (urination occurs through here)
-behind it is the VULVA, which leads to the VAGINA or BIRTH CANAL. (menstuation here and where semen should be deposited.)
-and lastly, all the way to the back, the ANUS. (where your aromatic shit comes out.)

after that, they went on about how their class people (i'm not mentioning names) had tried to use a tampon and how they actually used a mirror to 'look' at the holes and see where the tampon should go in.

*laughs out loud*
eventually, after much discussion, we still had no idea how to locate the vulva.
gut feeling? mirror method?

the whole process of Q & A was so embarrassing, but i'm glad i finally knew about the three holes.

and they were also saying
THAT if you have sex, some form of barrier in the girl's vagina will be broken down and that's how a female, changes from virgin to non-virgin. this i know.

and THAT there'll be blood on your first-time. this i don't.

and THAT some wifes go for operation to become a virgin so as to cheat their husband. this i know. i know such surgical operations exist because i read reader's digest. i vividly remember one article said that young girls in india who were forced into prostitution had to undergo such operations due to customer's preference for virgins.

Thus, the questions were:
-why do wifes do that?
-why do husbands(guys in this case. no lesbians.) prefer virgins?

there's only one theory. and what better way to get it from a guy?
Male version(contributed by nixon): more 'pure' lorh.

inferences:
-non-virgin = impure.
-guys like bloody sex.

LOL.
and we came to a junction where it turned into a crossroad.(everyone had differing opinions.)

Question: How does the guy know where to stick his balls? (referring to how he knows the position of the menstrual hole when we girls already have trouble locating.)

the dialogues:

'if the guy is a virgin somemore, how huh? not awkward mehh?'

'come to think of it, there was a newspaper report on how a guy had stuck his penis into the wrong hole. (his girlfriend's urethra instead of her vulva.)'

'a guy will know if he watches porn.'

'yishu confirm know!'

'aiya. all guys know la. they are dirty-minded.'

'teens have sex at a very young age nowadays.'

'those people damn own la.'

'girls nowadays have a higher sperm count than guys.'

Conclusion: manufacturers should print instructions on how to use a tampon correctly and schools should educate us about the three holes. (i pity those who doesn't take biology. this is a one-in-a-lifetime update on your body! well, at least i'm sharing the tidbit of information with you people.)

Concluded suggestions after analysis:
bakapink: when you have sex, you'll know. *thinks awhile* get a good boyfriend. *nods*
bakablue: the guy will know one la! when you have a boyfriend, you'll want to do it. just DO it. '顺其自然.'
bakablack: it's very natural. follow your instincts.
bakapurple: dots. (doesn't want to think 'bout such things. in self-denial.)
bakared: just don't grow up laaaaa. no worries when you're a kid, 'ya know. 不用干这种事.

in the end, i decided to lead my happily-ever-after kid life and stay out of reach of tampons.
FULLSTOP.

*immitates usain bolt* -*poses with two fingers pointing victoriously like a bow in the direction somewhere beyondddddd*

(he's my inspiration okay! soooo one word of advice to everyone out there, who has trouble using tampons, INSPIRE.)

2009-10-04T08:40:00.007+08:00

Today, i'll be doing two, very longggg posts in a row.
haha. yea. bear with me, please. (x

shout out: I LOVE YOU MUMMY!

ytd was my mother's birthday.
a lot of things took place. i stayed up with my sister till 4 a.m. in the morning to do a mosaic and long strings of cranes to fill up the empty wall in her bedroom and i didn't take my afternoon beauty sleep.

it was soooooooo tiring.
but worthed it.

my parents couldn't stop taking their eyes off the finished product. hoho.
well, i'm not going to show it to you guys cause it doesn't look good in a photograph. my efforts have to be seen 3D, and through THE ORIGINAL.
unless you gain access to the master bedroom, you'll totally miss it.

aww..

Anw, we(me, my mum and my sis of course! my dad and bro couldn't care less) went to the hairdresser's for my mother's re-make session, which, was also her first rebonding experience.

Lasted two whole hours. (and more.)
for the first half and hour, i tried holding my breath.
but diffusion takes place for a reason and i soon found my throat burning with some indescribable taste.
i almost choked to death siting in there, waiting, inhaling all the chemicals.

Rly Rly Rly admire the hairdressers for being immune to it.
and thanks to them, my mum got a complete makeover.
from frizzy to smooth-silky.

like i said, hair MATTERS.
your looks depend on it.
Sexy hair = smexy look = style = the new cool.
A simple and easy word equation.
and when you've got it,
you'll look good and feel good.

and here are the pics:

the formal:

and the candid ones:

i'm definitely not shorter than my sis.
i insisted on slouching. lazy me. :D
disclaimer: i look tired in all of them, but, EXCUSE ME, that's only because i had just woken up.
*pouts* my brain was lagging and refused to work by making me act 'tard.

my finished masterpiece!

on second thoughts, i decided to showcase my talent(lol. zikua-ing) and EFFORTS!
but i'm an art & designerrrrr, you must be thinking 'wow'.
yes, repeat after me, 'wooahhhhhh.'

my beloved eekies.

2009-09-30T22:38:00.010+08:00

omg. woahh. shit you man. why the hell did you change your dp to such a kawaiiiiii p____.

so damn adorableeee. a whole blob of pink meat! (can't be fats.)

i'm like *looks*, *moves cursor*, *hovers mouse cursor*, *stops myself in time*, *drags mouse cursor away*. *looks again*.

i'm soooooo tempted to click on it.
Definitely testing my tolerance.
Lucky me. i HAVE self-control.
OTHERWISE, gg.

the person who breaks the promise would be none other than my stupid self. RAWRRR.!@#$$%#@#.

phewwww. almost got killed.
MAAAAAA-DEEEE. i'm so going to block you, cheaterrrrr.

i'm sorry for ranting. (ya, she's crazy.)
i don't even know who i'm talking to and what i'm saying and if whatever up there is understood.

okay. what the hell am i talking about.
EH. you there. don't laugh. 'i'm watching you.'

Back to today's topic,
ever since i went to my grandma's house last sat, i've refound my love for all things eek!
Definition of eek: cute, erhh, but then again...

And once again, i'm reminded of how childish i am and how i need to 'get-a-life'.
BUT WHATEVERRRHHH.

let's see... here's the longgggg list.
1. 'Who lives in a pineapple under the sea?'
yup. its SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS!

and it's all thanks to my uncle's ringtone.
is he a grown-up, you ask.
AND YOU HAVE TO ASK?! use your brain.
of course he is! because i can't be negative years old.

'SpongeBob SquarePants: Patrick!
Patrick: Where do you think you're going?
SpongeBob SquarePants: I was just...
Patrick: No, you're not. You go in there and get that job.
SpongeBob SquarePants: No, I can't! Don't you see?
Patrick: Who's first words were "May I take your order?"
SpongeBob SquarePants: Mine were.
Patrick: Who made a spatula out of toothpicks in shop class?
SpongeBob SquarePants: I did.
Patrick: Who's a... who... Ungh... Who's a big, yellow cube with holes?
SpongeBob SquarePants: I am!
Patrick: Who's ready?
SpongeBob SquarePants: I'm ready!
Patrick: Who's ready?
SpongeBob SquarePants: I'm ready!
Patrick: Who's ready?
SpongeBob SquarePants: *I'm ready!*'

i forgot to mention PATRICK THE STARFISH! <3
he's the pink triangular starfish with the floral green and purple underwear. :D
and yiyang says he's dumb adorable. LOL.

2. 'Sid: For a second there, I actually thought you were gonna eat me.
Diego: I don't eat junk food.

Manny: I'm not fat. It's all this hair. It makes me look poofy.
Sid: Fine. You have fat hair, but when you're ready to talk, I'm here.'

OBVIOUS ISN'T IT. SID THE SLOTH FROM ICEAGE is my second beloveddddd eek!
just by looking at him lazing around on his ass, you'll have to agree with me that he is eekie!

3. 'Hang loose, hang ten, howzit, shake a shaka
No worry, no fear, ain't no biggie braddah
Cuttin' in, cuttin' up, cuttin' back, cuttin' out
Frontside, backside, goofy footed, wipe out

Looking for the wipeout
Let's get jumpin', surf's up and pumpin'
Coastin' with the motion of the ocean
Whirlpools swirling, cascading, twirling
Hawaiian roller coaster ride

A wiki wiki mai lohi lohi
La we mai iko papa he na lu~ '

Stitch! minus lilo of course :D

the next four eeks are all CATS.

4. 'He really is a groovy cat,
and what a gentleman, a scholar, what an acrobat!

He's in the pink - the pink panther
The rinky-dink panther,
the panther that is positively pink~'

need more clues?
the music goes like this 'da de, de teh, da du da de da de da tu da teeeeeee, da du da teeeh.' okay i tried my best.

its PINK PANTHER!
the longggg pink cat with the longggg tail.

5. 'I tawt I taw a puddy tat?
He lives out on my door mat.
Did you hear about the puddy tat last night
He tried to swallow me with one bite.
You can take all of the alley cats away. (oh please!)
I've a cat trying to get in my cage
He used to be a lonely, abandoned stray
Now he's hunting me every day.'

that's my tweety bird!
so the eekie number five is none other than SYLVESTER!

6. the cat after a mouse? hahas, this is pretty obvious.
TOM AND JERRY!

7. GARFIELD!
the orange cat with black stripes!
'Oh ha. You're a cool cat, cool cat baby, cool cat
You're a cool cat, cool cat baby, cool cat'

8. 'He loves to sing- la la la la-'
he's also RED!!!!! AND MUPPET-looking. with an orange button nose.
ITS ELMO'S SONG!!!

9. BARNEY
'Barney is a purple dinosaur from our imaginationnnn~
When he’s tall he’s what we call a dinosaur sensationnn.'

used to think this was very dynamic.
guess it belongs to EEK now.
though i can't believe i'm still in loveee with the song.

10. 'Bananas in pyjamas are coming down the stairs,
Bananas in pyjamas are coming down in pairs,
Bananas in pyjamas are chasing teddy bears,
'cos on Tuesdays they all try to catch them unawares!'

B1 and B2!!! i love the bananas mannn! <333

11. 'I' m wound tight Hot wired About to explode

I'm seein' red All hopped up And ready to go

I'm hurtin' and I'm searchin' for a place
Where I can deliver

I wanna scoot so fast that my head snaps
Back together

It's OK, not OK, it's OK, not OK, it's OK

Go monkey go Mojo Jojo
Go monkey go Mojo Jojo
Go monkey go Mojo Jojo

Tell me tell me where to go
Tell me tell me where to go
There's nothing I can do
To fix what's wrong with me'

Yeps. its MOJO JOJO!
the green monkey with the plaster-like 'crown'.
he's like so totally the new mad.

12. i even got addicted to TEEN TITANS a few years back.
Robin, Starfire, Cyborg, Beast Boy, and Raven.
LOVEDDDDDDDDDD starfire and beastboy esp.

'When there's trouble you know who to call, Teen Titans
From their tower they can see it all, Teen Titans
When there's evil on the attack
You can rest knowing they got your back
'Cause when the world needs heroes on patrol

Teen Titans, Go!
1,2,3,4,Go! Teen Titans!'

13. 'Come on Scooby-Doo, I see you... pretending you got a sliver
But you're not fooling me, cause I can see, the way you shake and shiver.

You know we got a mystery to solve,
So Scooby Doo be ready for your act. [Scooby Doo] Uh-uh Uh-uh
Don't hold back!
And Scooby Doo if you come through
you're going to have yourself a scooby snack!
That's a fact!'

'Shaggy: Who's your best buddy?
Scooby Doo: Raggy
Shaggy: That's right. And who's my best buddy in the whole wide world?
Scooby Doo: Rooby Doo.'

*boinks about*
SCOOBY DOOBY DOO~~ is the shaggiest eek.
love this dog to pieces.
there's like its 'muahahahaha' echo in my head now.
and its he he heee heee hee.

14. 'Ssssh,
Now be very, very quiet,
I'm hunting rabbit right now, ha ha ha ha,
Yeah.

Clap your hands to the beat,
Everybody just,
Clap your hands to the beat,
Alright fud face,
Let's see what you're made of.

Who got bugs bunny money?
I've give you some kind,
To give more carrots every time I rhyme,
Can I mouse right this?
Does he have long furry ears like this?
Can he make hits like this? (ha ha ha ha)
No, it's like Jordan at the Plague,
You're likely to miss.'

this is obviously LOONEY TUNES including BUGS BUNNY!

15. and finallyyyyyy, the BEST OF ALL.
i'm so loving them. they are the RED, blue and green girl powerrrs!<3
BLOSSOM, BUBBLES ANDDDD BUTTERCUP!

'Sugar, spice, and everything nice
These were the ingredients chosen
To create the perfect little girls
But Professor Utonium accidentally
Added an extra ingredients to the concoction--
Chemical X
Thus, The Powerpuff Girls were born'

conclusion?
I LOVE EEK!
BIG BEAM.

P.s. i can hear you okay! YOU, you and YOU. (i'm referring to whoever who reads this and thinks i'm kiddish.)
*sticks out tongue*
I. AM. NOT.

Chapter 10

2009-09-27T11:00:00.008+08:00

Title: Pearldrops.
Author: Яįє

10. Love is but an imagination
Love is what makes two people sit in the middle of a bench when there is plenty of room at both ends.

I shifted uneasily from side to side, embarrassed. Trying to laugh off my ignorance, I smiled sheepishly at him.

“Feel free to make yourself at home,” he said as he looked straight in my eye, a slight smile tugging on the corners of his mouth. Reluctantly, I peeled my eyes off his retreating back as he left and chided myself once again for my stupidity.

Seconds ticked by as I stood in the empty kitchen, waiting. Where had he gone to? I assumed it was the washroom. Minutes passed and I drummed my fingers on the kitchen counter as I grew impatient. Mentally counting down to ten, I swiveled to the side, glancing at the kitchen clock. Ten minutes. Ten freaking unbearable minutes! I screamed silently. It was time to remind him of my presence. Don’t they earthlings know that leaving a guest, an invited one at that, unattended, is just pure rude?

Wandering out of the kitchen, I crossed hastily through the living room. Not knowing where I was headed, I clambered up the stairs loudly, going all the way up to the top floor- the third floor. There were two doors, one on the far right, and another all the way to the left. Taking the latter, I strode pass the doorway without knocking; it was left open anyway. The white-washed curtains coming instantly into full view and fluttering in the wind drew a seemingly distant memory- that face of peaceful tranquility appeared once again in my mind. This was where I had seen him sound asleep. Someone had changed the bed sheet. Rather than the dirty-green I recalled seeing, it was a silky, baby blue. The covers were neatly folded and stacked.

Impressive! For someone like him to own a neat streak was unbelievable. I chuckled in disbelief. Silently, I ambled deeper. There was a connecting doorway leading to another room; yet another intriguing aspect I had never happened to observe on my previous ‘visit’. Twisting the white handle of the door knob, I pushed the door slightly ajar and peered inside. There was nobody in sight. Bolder, I tapped lightly in to the room, scanning it quickly.

There were two surf boards leaning against a huge cupboard. Marveling at their intricate designs, my eyes travelled quickly to a wooded desk, painted a glorious blue, standing forlornly at the far end of the room. Stuck on a panel above it were numerous photographs. They were taped haphazardly in an artistically-skilled and glamorous pattern. The juxtapose composite formed a beautiful layout which struck me as loud, original and obviously eye-catching, reminding me, once again, of Ray’s flamboyant personality.

I could recognize some of the people in the photos; they were his usual circle of friends. This was obviously Ray’s den. I smiled proudly to myself, as if having uncovered a secret, long-lost treasure and suddenly feeling nervous because I was in his room, alone. Moving closer, I stared carefully at the pictures. There were smiles, tanned hot bodies, pictures of him at the beach with his gang, him on a wave…There were also pictures of him with girls, scantily-clad, clinging on to his arm like leeches, with their voluptuous boobs shoved unpleasantly onto his chest. I skipped those immediately because the jealousy engulfed me like a tsunami; I hated it. Yet, I could not help noticing one picture of him and a girl in particular, whose name was Flora, or whatsoever; I had to admit, she was curvaceously sexy, just about any guy’s dream girl. Remembering vividly that she had constantly sought Ray’s attention on my first day at school made me uncomfortable. Were they an item? I tried to shut those miserable thoughts out of my head. That girl was such a slug. Somehow, I was glad I had heard her vile thoughts. It gave me a reason to stay away from her clutches.

Suddenly, something at the bottom caught my eye. It was something different, something out of place; the black and white contrast made it distinctly incongruous among the montage.

The frayed ends of the photo told me it was taken a long time ago. I could vaguely discern a young boy in the photo. He was definitely Ray in his younger days. The boyish charm Ray now had was prominent in the boy’s mischievous smile. I had the sudden urge to rip off the young boy’s cheeks. The young Ray had been much more adorable and chummy-looking, probably making him a popular hit among old grannies, contrary to his current surfer-dude look, which drew huge masses of girls.

What caught my attention was the man standing at the back. He was strangely familiar. He looked like someone I knew, but who? As I fingered the brittle sides of the photo, something in me clicked. The man in the photograph was my father! Or was it? I hesitated. It was too astonishingly coincidental. Why was Ray with him? Did they know each other? Where was him now? A vortex of questions threatened to bombard me. Frantically, I tried to calm myself down. I was certainly being paranoid. There was no way the man would turn out to be my biological father. It was impossible. My hands turned icily clammy.

I had to ask Ray. Where the hell was he? As I spun around, Ray appeared timely at the doorway.

“There you are!” he exclaimed. The roguish grin plastered on his face waned away as I stormed passed him purposefully, striding out of the room.

“Hey hey,” he declared softly as I felt him grab my left hand and drew me up to him. My spine tingled when I realised his arms had encircled my waist. I tried to wriggle my way out of the trap, yet he held on to me firmly. The close proximity made me breathless. His face inched closer to mine.

“I’m sorry to keep you waiting, baby,” he apologized remorsefully. I pouted, deciding. He seemed sincere enough.

“Where were you? And who’s the man in the monochrome photo?” I muttered inquiringly.

“What man?” he asked, uncertainty flitting across his face. I pointed at the panel. Revelation flashed past, lighting up the gloom on his face.

“That picture was given to me by my caregiver at the orphanage,” he said quietly. “As far as I can remember, my parents left me there when I first came in to this world. I could barely take my first few steps back then.”

“I’m sorry,” I said sympathetically. A wave of pity rushed through me. I totally understood how he felt; in one way or another, we were on the same boat, somehow.

“It’s okay.” He said as he smiled. It was such a sad smile. I could sense the loneliness exuding from within him although he tried in vain to hide it.

“I have no idea who the man was, but I could make a trip down to the orphanage and ask the caregiver personally. She was a warm-hearted lady, always willing to listen to my troubles,” he continued.

I nodded understandingly. She must have been like a mother to him. My heart ached at how similar and heartrending stories our lives were. I cleared my throat. The moment was turning awkward, what with his strong arms still clasped firmly around me, never letting go.

“Well, don’t you have a girlfriend already?” I demanded, eyeing him wearily. The tone in my voice signaled a warning which said let-go-of-me.

“Girlfriend?” he looked puzzled. His gaze travelled in the direction at which my eyes glared at. Instantly, a chuckle erupted.

“I see…you mean Flora?”

I pursed my lips, confirming his question.

“It’s a one-sided affair on her part,” he said simply. “She’s irritating and annoying. We call her ‘the parasite’.”

“Oh.” That was all I could manage to say. Relief flooded me and I couldn’t help but start to fluster at my ignorance once again. He looked at me, amused.

“Was it jealousy I sensed?” he teased. He leaned closer, taking delight in taunting me.

“Shall I show you where I was?” he asked deridingly, a playful smile lingering on his countenance. Slipping his hand in mine, he led me out of the room without waiting for a reply. His palm felt warm and reassuring and my hand felt perfect in his. He pulled me along the stairs to the second floor and showed me down the corridor to the far end.

“Here we are,” he announced, smiling mysteriously at me before twisting the door handle.

The door opened to a lounge- the room was split into two obvious planes by a huge overhanging screen coming down from the high ceiling. It was a television, something I thought was similar to the authentic reflections we mermaids had. The space below the television was illuminated with flickering lights. Playing in the background was soft, soothing music which was pleasurable to my ears. Not to mention, the buzz of voices I heard which was confusing when there was nobody around. The floor dazzled and sparkled, illuminated by an efficacious glow. On closer inspection, I realized I was stepping on water; something I could do only in Aquarealm. The flooring was made of transparent glass and there was water beneath it. What was even remarkable was the fact that there was marine life in the floor! This would explain the voices. Instantly, I felt at home. This was finally somewhere I belonged. Bending down, I spotted a brown starfish with black, orange spots.

“Can you hear me?” I spoke mentally to it.

Its suckers popped lazily in response. Slouching leisurely, its arms waved me away. I had probably disrupted its nap. As usual, starfishes were renowned borne slackers. My eyes popped open when I saw the comfortable couches and bean bags that lay strewn in front of a bar on one side.

I scanned the other side of the room. It was empty except for a mirrored wall at the end. I caught my reflection. My hair was a bubblegum pink. I sighed. It appeared pink more often than usual now that Ray was mostly at my side.

“Happy birthday,” someone whispered in my ear. I could see Ray in the reflection behind me. He was looking expectantly at the mirror too, searching my face for signs of emotion. There was no need for that.

My hair turned a brilliant orange.

“Surprised?” he asked, obviously delighted with himself. It was more of a statement than a question.

“How did you know?” I asked, twirling around. He was holding a tray with many lighted candles. I counted slowly. Sixteen candles. He had prepared this especially for me. Suddenly, I felt water flowing out of my eyes.

“What’s this? Why are my eyes leaking?” I asked, terrified.

“Those are tears,” he chuckled madly. “You’re crying.”

“Crying? Am I dying?”

This was a first for me.

“You’ve never cried?” he asked incredulously. “It’s normal. Humans cry when they are happy or sad.” Momentary bewilderment seeped in before I experienced a sense of elation.

“I need the washroom,” I mumbled quickly, escaping out of the room before he had time to say anything. I hurried down the corridor and slid open the toilet door. Closing it, I sat in the bath tub and tried to hide myself. I was touched. Ray had remembered my birthday, or had gone to find out for himself about it. Nobody ever did. Not even my siblings; mermaids did not celebrate birthdays.

My mind clouded as my emotions ran wild. He was the first person who actually cared for me, and he was human. Now there was even water gushing out of my eyes. I sobbed silently. I had landed myself in a replica of mum’s past. From the moment I had set eyes on Ray, there was no turning back. The curse would befall me and I had obliged to it. I knew I would sacrifice my life for him. Was it time to admit that I had fallen in love with a human?

I needed to think. Changing into my mermaid form would definitely help clear my mind. I turned the tap, letting water rain down on me.

Author's note: Hoped you guys had fun reading. Thanks for making this possible by supporting me! :D

Where's the basket.

2009-09-23T21:16:00.003+08:00

Mood: hyper.

woohlalala. i'm finally back.
HAHAS, today was superrrrrrrr cool.
was playing basketball with Adriel(laoba), Keean(kor), Angeline(mei), Seehwee, Linda, Felicia, Nixon and Daryl until 8 plus.

HAHAHAHAHA. Some people are just soooo NOT violent.
Still got one or two stray 'cats' scratching people with their NAILS.

plus nixon and fel and daryl were like singing 'do you love me~ pok pok keh~ do you love me~~ keh keh pok~' on the train, high-pitched.

they subbed in that verse in Abracadabra by Brown eyed girls.

*bangs wall* everybody was like staring at us.
CHAO DIU LIAN. Then nixon was like 'oh they don't know its me, i'm hiding among you people.'

and fel immitated daryl's 'triangle' thingy.
and i caught daryl in 'shake front-shake ass-shake bum' action.
LOL.

*laughlaughlaughlaughs*

and i didn't realise i broke a nail till nowwww.

>~< eeks!
anws, enough of today's craziness, PRELIMS ARE OVERH!
can't believe we're getting the results tmr.
its like so freaking fasttttttttt.

!@##@$%$%^@#$@#
OH. AND I WANNA GET THAT PRETTY RED VOLLEYBALL.
GRAWRRRRRRRRRRR.

btw, i'm gonna continue writing pearldrop.
YEAH, i know, the highly anticipated. *winks*

(: sayooo~

1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9.

2009-09-11T13:39:00.001+08:00

World's Apart
by jackie boyz

She came to me in a dream
there was a very part that'd kill ya
To tell me what was us, never was.
Baby, how did we go under.

Shot through the heart.
This bullet's too hard
now I'm caught and I'm bleedin
And who would believe it

There's a beating in my heart
and its tellin me we're worlds apart.
I know, good things dont last long.
I know..
Because we're worlds apart
Because we're worlds apart
Because we're worlds apart
If you believe in me,
like I believe in you,
We'll never have to go further
than worlds apart.

I was awaken by your sound.
You scream so loud.
My cell phone, she must have discovered.
Voicemails saying that I love you
always thinking of you.
Somebody call 911
cause I'm

Shot through the heart.
This bullet is too hard
now I'm caught and I'm bleedin
And who would believe it

There's a beating in my heart
and its tellin me we're worlds apart.
I know, good things dont last long.
I know..
Because we're worlds apart
Because we're worlds apart
Because we're worlds apart
If you believe in me,
like I believe in you,
We'll never have to go further
than worlds apart.

Falling apart
Falling further
Falling from her
Falling worlds apart
Falling apart
Falling further
Falling from her
Falling worlds apart

There's a beating in my heart
and its tellin me we're worlds apart.
I know, good things dont last long.
I know..
Because we're worlds apart
Because we're worlds apart
Because we're worlds apart
If you believe in me,
like I believe in you,
We'll never have to go further
than worlds apart.

Future
by jackie boyz

Would you believe me if i told you
That i can see into the future

I'm not the type to feed you lies
I will tell you the truth
Fate has brought me to you
Oh right.i'm your future
I came from a thousand light-years away
'cause i'm your future, here to take you far away from this place
You've been lost in the past
I'm here to find you
So baby hold on
Let me take you back to your future

To your future
Back to your future

I know we've never met before, ohh
But it seems like i've known you forever
Yeah
Baby right when you said no
Could be a moment in history
The making of you and me

Take a trip through time, girl
I can show you what you're missing
You and i can fly away
Leaving it all behind i'm your future
I came from a thousand light-years away
'cause i'm your future, here to take you far away from this place
You've been lost in the past
I'm here to find you
So baby hold on
Let me take you back to your future

I came from a thousand light-years away
I'm your future and i'll take you far away from this place
I'm your future
I came from a thousand light-years away
I'm from your future and i'll take you far away from this place

Take a trip through time, girl
I can show you what you're missing
You and i can fly away
Let's leave it all behind i'm your future
I came from a thousand light-years away
'cause i'm your future, here to take you far away from this place
You've been lost in the past
I'm here to find you
So baby hold on
Let me take you back to your future

I came from a thousand light-years away
I'm your future and i'll take you far away from this place
I'm your future
I came from a thousand light-years away
I'm your future and i'll take you far away from this place

Back to your future.

Equilibium
by jackie boyz

Hey, oh, oh equilibrium
Oh no

I think I found myself in a strange place
Got me spinning like a satellite in outer space
Gravity keeps pulling me your way
I'm better in doubt
Cause before I was born like the player type
Going home to a different girl every night
I was stumbling tipsy fell into your life
I'm sobering now

For the first time I'mma listen
To what my heart is telling me, no more tripping
I'm back on my feet, no one matters to me
So imma keep it steady now, I'mma keep it steady now
Ohhhh

I was upside down, couldn't balance in
Fell off the train, but I'm back on the track again
I swear it gets me going without a doubt, but now I'm evened out.
Do you know what you are?

Baby you're my equilibrium Baby you're my equilibrium
Baby you're my equilibrium
That's what you are, that's what you are
Ohh

There's no pressure when I'm with you I got room to breathe
Took a dive, went forever for stability
Forget the moon and the stars, you're my galaxy
You measure me out
And there's no way I, can be away for too long
To be without you, the scale would just be off
Girl I need you wanna keep you here forever
Ohh

For the first time imma listen
To what my heart is telling me, no more tripping
I'm back on my feet, no one matters to me
So imma keep it steady now, imma keep it steady now
Ohhhh

I was upside down, couldn't balance in
Fell off the train, but I'm back on the track again
I swear it gets me going without a doubt, but now I'm evened out.
Do you know what you are?

Baby you're my equilibrium
Baby you're my equilibrium
Baby you're my equilibrium
That's what you are, that's what you are
Ohh

Your loves lifts me up off the ground
We're taking off so don't look down
In the atmosphere
You and I, we can fly

I was upside down, couldn't balance in
Fell off the train, but I'm back on the track again
I swear it gets me going without a doubt, but now I'm evened out.
Do you know what you are?

Baby you're my equilibrium
Baby you're my equilibrium
Baby you're my equilibrium
That's what you are, that's what you are
Ohh... Equilibrium... yeah

All over again
by jackie boyz

(Yeah yeah, oh yeah)

I still got that same look that sets me off.
Can't say it, just something about you.
I got these feelings to let it show cause I wouldn't let you go.
I shouldn't let you go.
You asked me for closure before and girl I told you it's over, it's over, it's not over.
So here we go again.

It's like I'm falling in love all over again.
For the first time and I know that it feels right.
I think I'm falling in love all over again.
Love at first sight, do you know how I feel to the left, left, left.
On the right, right, right.
In the back, back, back
On the side, side, side.
To the left, left, left.
On the right, right, right.
In the back, back, back
On the side, side, side.
Tonight.

I know I tried to not face the truth, but no one can touch me like you do.
Your love is static, it pulls me in like a song when it first begins, I just don't want to let this end (No)
You're kissing me over and you are my controller.
I told ya, I told ya, I'm ready to go again (Yeah)

It's like I'm falling in love all over again.
For the first time and I know that it feels right.
I think I'm falling in love all over again.
Love at first sight, do you know how I feel to the left, left, left.
On the right, right, right.
In the back, back, back
On the side, side, side.
To the left, left, left.
On the right, right, right.
In the back, back, back
On the side, side, side.
Tonight.

Baby there's something that you did to hold me on.
Baby there's something that just keeps me from moving on.
The moment I see you, I know it's going to be you, I got this figured out.
(Ooh)

It's like I'm falling in love all over again.
For the first time and I know that it feels right.
I think I'm falling in love all over again.
Love at first sight, do you know how I feel to the left, left, left.
On the right, right, right.
In the back, back, back
On the side, side, side.
To the left, left, left.
On the right, right, right.
In the back, back, back
On the side, side, side.
Tonight.

(Ay, ay, ay. All over again, all over again)
(Ay, ay, ay. All over again, all over again oh yeah)

(Over again, ooh)
(Over again, over again)
(Oh yeah, over again)

Two is better than one
by boys like girls

I remember what you wore on the first day
You came into my life
And I thought hey
You know this could be something
'Cause everything you do and words you say
You know that it all takes my breath away
And now I'm left with nothing

'Cause maybe it's true, that I can't live without you
Well maybe two is better than one
There's so much time, to figure out the rest of my life
And you've already got me coming undone
And I'm thinking two, is better than one

I remember every look upon your face,
The way you roll your eyes, the way you taste
You make it hard for breathing
'Cause when I close my eyes and drift away
I think of you and everything's okay
And finally now, we're leaving

And maybe it's true, that I can't live without you
Find More lyrics at www.sweetslyrics.com
Well maybe two is better than one
There's so much time, to figure out the rest of my life
And you've already got me coming undone
And I'm thinking two, is better than one

Yeah, yeah

I remember what you wore on the first day
You came into my life
And I thought hey

Maybe it's true, that I can't live without you
Maybe two is better than one
There's so much time, to figure out the rest of my life
And you've already got me coming undone
And I'm thinking

Oooh I can't live without you
'Cause baby two is better than one
There's so much time, to figure out the rest of my life
And I've figured out with all that's said and done
Two, is better than one

Two is better than one

Delirious
vitoso bosses, soulja boy, tell'em ver.

Man it's ridiculous
I got you so delirious
kiss me through the phone
while I lick you just like licorish
I'm hove back in 96 and you can be my sasha fierce
baby you so sexy I love the way them jeans fit
put you on my team miss call
you miss bezzy I'm soulja boy
tell 'em I can make yo life so easy
and if you don't believe me
please don't tease me delirious for my love
better yet I got you feenin' now let do it.

Hey over there what's ya name
are you for real is this a game
you start to smile and I do the same
I look away but you remain
your eyes staring back at me (back at me)
my heart starts to skip a beat
I pray that you will never know (never know)
I fall and then you look in my eyes

You make me delirious
That's when I start to fall
Something serious
When you look in my eyes
You make me delirious
That's when I start to fall
Something serious

Now we're over here and you're next to me you look at me I find it hard to speak I start to laugh and you do the same I look at you you smile again your hand holdin on to mine the thoughts runnin through my mind I try not to let it show I've fall and you look in my eyes

You make me delirious
That's when I start to fall
Something serious
When you look in my eyes
You make me delirious
That's when I start to fall
Something serious

Your eyes starin back at me
My heart starts to skip a beat
I pray that you'll never know
I've fallen and you look in my eyes

Tell me how you feel
I love it when you speak
Oh you so sweet
It was meant to be
While you're here with me
I wanna know you more
Hold you more
Kiss you till there's no more
Love the way you walk
Love it when you talk
My feelings so so deep
Every night I can't sleep
De-li-ri-ous from my head to my feet
De-li-ri-ous is what I can see
Something serious when it comes to you (yeah)

You make me delirious
That's when I start to fall
Something serious

When you look in my eyes
You make me delirious
That's when I start to fall
Something serious

Replay
Iyaz

Shawty's like a melody in my head
That I can't keep out
Got me singin' like
Na na na na everyday
It's like my iPod stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay

Remember the first time we met
You was at the mall wit yo friend
I was scared to approach ya
But then you came closer
Hopin' you would give me a chance

Who would have ever knew
That we would ever be more than friends
We're real worldwide, breakin all the rules
She like a song played again and again

That girl, like somethin off a poster
That girl, is a dime they say
That girl, is a gun to my holster
She's runnin through my mind all day, ay

Shawty's like a melody in my head
That I can't keep out
Got me singin' like
Na na na na everyday
It's like my iPod stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay

See you been all around the globe
Not once did you leave my mind
We talk on the phone, from night til the morn
Girl you really change my life
Doin things I never do
I'm in the kitchin cookin things she likes

We're real worldwide, breakin all the rules
Someday I wanna make you my wife
That girl, like somethin off a poster
That girl, is a dime they say
That girl, is the gun to my holster
She's runnin through my mind all day, ay

Shawty's like a melody in my head
That I can't keep out
Got me singin' like
Na na na na everyday
It's like my ipod stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay

I can be your melody
A girl that could write you a symphony
The one that could fill your fantasies
So come baby girl let's sing with me
Ay, I can be your melody
A girl that could write you a symphony
The one that could fill your fantasies
So come baby girl let's sing with me

Ay, na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Shawty got me singin
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na
Now she got me singin

Shawty's like a melody in my head
That I can't keep out
Got me singin' like
Na na na na everyday
It's like my iPod stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay

Meet me halfway
by black-eyed peas

I can't go any further then this
I want you so badly, it's my biggest wish

I spent my time just thinkin thinkin thinkin bout you
Every single day yes, i'm really missin' missin' you
And all those things we use to use to use to do
Hey girl, wuz up, it use to be just me and you
I spent my time just thinkin thinkin thinkin bout you
Every single day, yes i'm really missin missin you
And all those things we use to use to use to do
Hey girl wuz up, wuz up, wuz up, wuz up

Meet me halfway, right at the boarderline
That's where i'm gonna wait, for you
I'll be lookin out, night n'day
Took my heart to the limit, and this is where i'll stay
I can't go any further then this
I want you so bad it's my only wish

Girl,i travel round the world and even sail the seven seas
Across the universe I go to other galexies
Just tell me where you want, just tell me where you wanna to meet
I navigate myself myself to take me where you be
Cause girl I want, i, i, I want you right now
I travel uptown (town) I travel downtown
I wanna to have you around (round) like every single day
I love you always

Can you meet me half way (I'll meet you halfway)
Right at the boarderline
That's where i'm gonna wait, for you
I'll be lookin out, night n'day
Took my heart to the limit, and this is where i'll stay
I can't go any further then this
I want you so bad it's my only wish
I can't go any further then this
I want you so bad it's my only wish

Let's walk the bridge, to the other side
Just you and I (just you and I)
I will fly, i'll fly the skies, for you and I (for you and I)
I will try, until I die, for you and i, for you and i, for for you and i,
For for you and i, for for you and i, for you and i

Can you meet me half way (yup yup)
Can you meet me half way (yup yup)
Can you meet me half way (yup yup)
Can you meet me half way (yup yup)
Meet me half way, right at the boarderline
That's where i'm gonna wait, for you
I'll be lookin out, night n'day
Took my heart to the limit, and this is where i'll stay
I can't go any further then this
I want you so bad it's my only wish
I can't go any further then this
I want you so bad it's my only wish

Bye bye
by jackie boyz

I can't help, but stare
At the shirt on the chair
It's been watching me cry for weeks
And I can still see your face
Watching her collaborate
In the pictures of you and me

And I can't help listen
To my heart missing your touch
Ever since you've been gone
I try to block it out
But it's going round and round
You're stuck in my head like a song

So I just sing a lullaby by
Baby, bye bye
But my heart is saying it's not the end
So I just sing a lullaby by
Baby, don't cry
Cause I know I'm gonna see you again
See you again

Bye bye bye bye
See you again
Bye bye bye bye
See you again
Bye bye bye bye
See you again
Again
Yeah

Call it crazy, but I know
You're gonna walk through the door
Soon as I turn around
It's like your voice in the air
And you sound so sincere
And there's nothing to worry about

And I can't help listen
To my heart missing your touch
Ever since you've been gone
I try to block it out
But it's going round and round
You're stuck in my head like a song

So I just sing a lullaby by
Baby, bye bye
But my heart is saying it's not the end
So I just sing a lullaby by
Baby, don't cry
Cause I know I'm gonna see you again
See you again

It's written in the melodies
That we were meant to by
With me, is where you belong
And as long as you're away, babe
I'll be here waiting
Just singing this song
Oh

Song song song
Oh
I know it won't be long
Singing this song
Song song song
Oh
I know you'll be coming home
Oh

So I just sing a lullaby by
Baby, bye bye
But my heart is saying it's not the end
So I just sing a lullaby by
Baby, don't cry
Cause I know I'm gonna see you again
See you again

Bye bye bye bye
See you again
Bye bye bye bye
See you again
Bye bye bye bye
See you again
Again
Yeah

2009-09-01T08:12:00.001+08:00

i'm here to say byebye because the lovely prelims are just one freaking day away.

mia-ing from: 03.09.09-23.09.09

timetable:
030909 - E.M P2/SocialStudies
040909 - EL P2/BIO P2
SEPTEMBER HOLS
140909 - HCL P2
150909 - A.M P2/GEOG
160909 - CHEM P2
170909 - AM P1
180909 - PHY P2
HARI RAYA PUASA
220909 - EM P1/CHEM P1
230909 - BIO P1/PHY P1

ps: i'll be back if i feel like it.
(anw, piggy, ur horoscope and mine says that our lucky number is NINE. :D:D:D)

up-down see-saw.

2009-08-29T07:49:00.002+08:00

Mood:swings.
not the mood swing kind of swing, but the i'm-so-happy-i-don't-wanna-come-down kinda swing.

El olvl oral was a breeze and i'm healthy.
i'm feeling fit, energetic AND happy.
anddddddddd it's becauseee.. my bowels are finally in working condition and i'm finally able to have SOLID digestion.

YAYYYYY!
oh my god. i loveeeeeeee my faeces.
i missed it soooooo much.
LOL. i sound mental. HA HA.
But if you have everrrrrrrrh been on the rocks, you'll understand why i'm saying solid waste should be treasured like gold nuggets.

Warning: please read the following below only after ensuring an empty stomach. :D thanks.

Imagine sitting on the toilet bowl with your stomach churning wildly and your insides stirring and gurgling intensely and then here comes a sudden runny release like a leaking non-stop tap.

Familiar? i tell you, that kind of experience?
Horrendous.

That's not the worst thing.
You'll actually get to hear the 'pleasing' pitter patter of your stools as it rains down into the bowl and woooahhh, the smell, intoxicating rightttt.

my nightmare started at midnight to arnd one.
SICKENING. At first, my shit was soooo bloody aromatic that i felt like fainting.
Then came the double oh-no's.
i belched simultaneously and this whole yellow stream of liquid came flying out.
AND AND AND then it started shooting out in torrents.
My dinner flew out, literally.

I wanted to scold 'fuck it'.
plus a whole long string of profanities.
It was so freaking unbearable the tears came uninvited.

The last uh-oh?
my fever came.
!@#$^%07@#!#@$

i nida thank my mum here. she was sooooooo heroic she cleared the mess when she felt like gagging and when i was in my wimpy, weepy state.

WELL, anws, its the worst combination you can get::
fever + vomitting + diarrhoea.
3 in 1 = happy family = gg.
good luck mans.

SOOOOOOO, the funniest part was on the 2nd day, i went to see the doctor. when i told him i had food poisoning due to fried cheese from fromage, he gave me the incredulous, i wanna-burst-out-laughing-NOW look.

What's more crap?
he diagnosed me with stomach cramps.
6 minute pills for 29 dollars.

legalised full-time scammers.
and my mum happily indulged the clinic when the vivid image of the horrid lumps of cheese swimming around in the gooey fluid started to haunt her again.

i was like holy shit.
i can't eat any edible food, (after surviving miserably on porridge for 2 days),
AND i missed drinking my holy milk, (without milk, my grow-taller mission was foiled),
AND nowww i'm extorted of my $$$$.

okay, i should stop complaining.
my main pt of the day-
APPRECIATE HEALTHY shit.

of course, not the constipated kind.

in the past, i used to take my shit for granted.
Sigh sigh sigh errrghhh. now i know howwwww important it is.
i'm sorry shit.
i love you sooooo muchhhhhhhh.
i'll never make you or let you leave me EVER. *HUGGIES*

whoops. omg. i can't imagine myself hugging shit.

Oh, and i'm rly grateful to foureleven and the teachers for giving me a warmmmmm welcome back to class. (x hehe, i love you peepos!

Yep, BTW YOU PPL, made me, charmaine, meiling, cheuk yiu, adriel, hong han and amanda stay back to do the teacher's day card, while you guys went for orals.
MEI LIANG XIN.

BOO HOO. ^~^pp
AHA!

2009-08-18T16:18:00.007+08:00

Mood: bangs head
cause i cantttt stop thinking 'bout youuuuuu.

surprisingly, we got away with mr liu aftr poning like almost the entire 45mins of his lesson.

haha, all cause of blueeeeeeee. lalalalala, i'm not gonna say what sorta embarrassing thing she got herself intoooo. HAHAS. LOL. well, anw, we were stuck in the toilet for the whole 45 mins if you're rly THAT interested.

anwwwwww, aftr watching the class video, AGAIN, which zhicheng sent me, i got all sentimental. RAWR. can you guys actually believe that the four years are almost overrrhhhhhh?! god, i feel like crying. *sniffs*

i rly hope we guys will be able to meet uppppppp for gatherings like how my dad does with his primary school friends, still. haha, yeah, i'm not kidding. you can actually see the stark differences when you compare my dad's primary school class photo with the most recent dinner-gathering one.

10 years downnnnnnn the road, what will happen to us huhs? hmmmmm...
will you be married? HO HO.
will you be a father or a mother alr? HA HA.
will you miss the days that happened 10 years back?
will you come for the gathering in 2020?
will your answer be: (v~v)yes, (x-x)i dontknow, or (o.o)no.
lets just wait for time to tell. (8

i'm like suddenly envisioning everybody.
i seriously can't imagine adriel 10 years from now. LOL.

well well, this was last year's.
kor still has his specs on and chong han is sooooooo patrickkkk.
hahahahahaha.

and for the two years.

side note:
the following is by billy joel.
i happened to chance upon it while randomly net searching. hahas.
its a beautiful piece. (:

Don't go changing, to try and please me
You never let me down before
Don't imagine you're too familiar
And I don't see you anymore
I wouldn't leave you in times of trouble
We never could have come this far
I took the good times, I'll take the bad times
I'll take you just the way you are

Don't go trying some new fashion
Don't change the color of your hair
You always have my unspoken passion
Although I might not seem to care

I don't want clever conversation
I never want to work that hard
I just want someone that I can talk to
I want you just the way you are.

I need to know that you will always be
The same old someone that I knew
What will it take till you believe in me
The way that I believe in you.

I said I love you and that's forever
And this I promise from the heart
I could not love you any better
I love you just the way you are.

btw, anyone know what's wrong with blogger and facebook?
its so shitty now. D:

(:

2009-08-15T09:11:00.000+08:00

we all sleep. we all dream. admit it.

2009-08-11T22:35:00.000+08:00

i love sleeping. yes, i do.
who doesn't?
i would be lying if i said i didn't enjoy it one bit.
(although most of the time, i realised it was thoroughly enjoyable only after waking up.)

i bet 10 out of 10 people would say they love sleeping.
AHA. the best thing? you can't do anything about it even if you hate it.

which brings me back to my point - my sleeping habits.
After 16 years with my eyes opened, (and closed, of course), i can safely conclude that there're two groups of people:
1. the turn in early cum rise and shine early category
2. the sleep late; wake up late category

okay, come to think of it, i kinda fall under the latter.
it sort of worked out this way:

p1: to bed at 9pm.
p2-p4: 9.30pm was alr considered late.
p5-p6: 10.30pm was the maximum. any later, i get shot.
sec1: crashed at 11pm.
sec2: 11.45pm. (i was burning the midnight oil, ya'knowwww.)
sec3: 12am is the latest, along with the occasional 1 or 2am.
sec4: 12-2am. perpetual 1's. (what i did? i was hugging buddha's feet.XD)

Conclusion~
Trend: as i grow older, i sleep "earlier".
Relationship: my age is inversely proportional to my sleeping hours.

i'm seriously starting to consider quitting afternoon naps.
*wriggles pinkie*
what i mean is, there's a cycle to everything and i have stupidly fallen prey to this vicious cycle. The worst thing about me in category 2 is the fact that i sleep late, wake up early.
And trust me, i know at least more than five people who are my night crawling partners.
Yea, and i know this is a typical teenager's sleepstyle, nowadays.

like what laoba said, i guess the afternoon naps are rly killing me.
they're changing my sleeping habits.
its now horribly twisted and i'm too lazy to change it. :D

because i take naps, i can't sleep at night until the wee hours.
i'm too tired to do anything or stay up late till the usual acceptable bedtime of 11pm.
the next morning, when i come home, what's the first thing i do?
i drop dead.

this goes on and on and on and on and on....
until...............
i HAVE eyebags.
plus dark eye circles.
which is all together another topic i would like to rant about.

*screeches to a halt*
my post alr seems never-ending, sooooo i'll do it next time.
btw! anybody mind telling me what's the acceptable bedtime?

OH AND I WANT ANOTHER BBALL SESSION!
or kayaking.
i don't mind both.
and i can't waittttttttttttttttttttttttttttt. (8

Say cheeszzxe.

2009-08-09T22:42:00.004+08:00

Mood: STAND UP.

PLOP.
090809.
COOL DATE, COOL DAY, CELEBRATION DAY.
i'm back to shout out three things. :D

1. HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE!
2. HAPPY EARLY BIRTHDAY GRANNY! andddddd
3. HAPPY FIVEEEE MONTHS!

WOOT.