Eurona

2011-12-29T19:24:00.000-08:00

FUCKING PISSED.

Will it hurt to acknowledge a simple message with a 'yes' or 'no'? I really hate NJC people. _|_ Trying to act all cool when you're stuck in this pathetic excuse for a SCHOOL. Disgusting. Fucking fucking bad week _|_

2011-12-29T04:29:00.000-08:00

Sick of Life

I hate looking at facebook newsfeeds now. It's sickening how everyone has such a life while I'm stuck in this bloody boring home, rotting my life away, wasting so much fucking time. It sucks looking at everyone going overseas when the last time I sat on a fucking plane was...11? I don't know it was a fucking long time ago. And oh yeah, it's the only time I've been on it. It sucks seeing everyone going on student exchange trips to what vietnam, cambodia, going on family trips to HK, USA every country in this fucking world. It sucks looking at people having wonderful Xmas parties while the only shit that I got for a family Xmas party caused mucus to clog up my entire windpipe, rendering me sick and pathetic. And why? Cause my aunt thought it'd be great fun to arrange the fruits while coughing all over it. WHEN SHE JUST CAME BACK FROM FUCKING CHINA. How intelligent. Spent the entire Xmas day sprawled over the sofa watching Sherlock Holmes and listening to my cousin whining about her 'sprained' ankle. It sucks looking at others have nice presents, posting pictures of extravagant and fun xmas parties. Going to their friends' parties, having a ball of a time. I sound like a spoilt and jealous bitch but it's sucks to the core. It sucks looking at everyone being so perfect. Being so fun, so interesting, so eventful when I'm stuck here doing FUCKING NOTHING. I hate my fucking life. It sucks looking at perfect people, looking at how beautiful, how tall, how perfect everyone is. And yeah, NEARLY EVERYONE in facebook is so fucking perfect. Just for once in my life, I want to be known for being more than...idk what I am. I am nothing. If not for the fact my name stirs a tinsy winsy bit of interest, I'd probably camouflage in the surrounding pool of people, fat, disgusting, ugly, short, and have some disgusting Chinese name nobody gives a flying fuck for. I hate looking in the mirror, I hate taking pictures now, I awfully hate being myself. I have nothing that makes me interesting. NOTHING. No experiences to share, no looks to appeal to people, completely flat and BORING. I hate listening to myself talk. I hate listening to what I think. I dont even understand why people bother listening to me sometimes. I sound like some fucking jealous bitch but for ONCE in my life, I want to feel the thrill of stepping into the unknown, doing something exhilarating, be interesting, stand tall, be complimented for something other than being 'hardworking', wear something completely outrageous, do daring stuff. I just don't, absolutely don't want and hate to be me.

2011-03-12T20:05:00.000-08:00

Missing 2010.

Missing secondary school life. The times when I took less than 20 minutes to reach home, and when I had enough time for myself. I feel my life sapping away and how I rebel to keep that flame albeit a small one, alive in me. I used to be able to sneak to IMM and buy OAMS with mag, walk around in bukit batok just because I wanted to eat Mr Bean. Now I don't even have time to do any of that.

I miss the blunt people in Nan Hua. NJC students are so...pure. No, pure's not the word, it's more of act up. They'd be all like "Oh, don't say fuck. I don't like hearing it" (Heck they don't even say fuck, they refer to fuck as 'that vulgar word') Just a slip of the tongue and they'd burn holes through you with their judging eyes. I'm sick of the 'cherubic' faces of the pretentious pricks there. Acting all adult-like, as if they are qualified to judge others. Thing is they're not. Sure thing, they act all nice and concerned but I ain't dumb. It's all fake. It's so disheartening. The more educated someone gets, the more rotten his attitude becomes. I can feel that pride seeping from that egoistic bastard. The 'care' he gives to others is merely pity because he thinks he's above everyone else.

Truth is, I entered NJC with the same score as everyone else. Thus, I have just as much right to be in NJC as you do. It doesn't mean that because I talk a little rougher and a tad more blunt than others, I am scum. Don't preach to me about refinement because I don't give a fuckin' shit about acting refined. I've lived my whole life with motherfuckers preaching to me about acting refined that I'm truly fuckin' sick. Don't look down at everyone with that disgusting eyes of yours because you're wearing the NJC uniform that's meant to signify the working population, the commonfolks.

When I hear boys talking about mutilating themselves, I ain't impressed. Neither do I feel pity. I feel disgusted and sad. I weep for the future of our defence because we're building a pansy army. Something so small such as being at the receiving end of a prank could make them break down and...cry. I laugh at how incredulous the situation is. It's so freaking pathetic. And here they are pretending they are al'mighty. HAH, what jokers.

Sometimes when I look at the so called 'refined' people, I feel a tad' bit scared. I swear because I express my extreme emotions through swearing. When I'm angry, when I'm sad, when I'm annoyed, these words help me release my inner fury. Ironically, they keep me sane. I use them not because I want to 'act tough' or 'act rough' but I use them because I feel as if they have so much power. But the so called 'refined', what can they do? They won't even let themselves scream. They won't even let themselves cry. It's as if they're an empty shell. True, they are highly qualified, true they are rich. But they lack human emotions. All because they want to act 'refined'.

It's pathetic. We don't even communicate with one another anymore. Now humans are taking it to a whole new level - refusing to communicate with their own heart and minds.

2011-01-24T04:37:00.000-08:00

Redifinition of the word 'Bimbo'

All throughout the year, I was having fun calling Lynette a 'bimbo' (actually that woman doesn't even qualify to be one, she's just acting bimbotic), but today I met the most bimbotic person I have ever seen in my entire life.

Scene no.1

I was at an ice cream parlour that sells gelato ice cream, so naturally the ice cream all have ridiculously dumb names (mandarinato = ice cream which has the mandarin orange flavour). It's just to act all sophisticated and attas... Then there's this couple (around 16 years old) who came into the parlour. The girl is your typical ah lian, with the hideously cheap looking tank and a pair of shorts that could pass off as your underwear. And the guy is also your typical ah beng, with spiky, bleached hair and super fucking tight skinny jeans.

Anyway, the couple was in front of us and I wanted to throttle them. The entire conversation went like this:

(Throughout this entire conversation, the guy, being such a gay ass, just leaned against the glass and listened to his girlfriend like a pathetic dog. Not to mention an ugly dog.)

Girl: What is this flavour? (Points to a ridiculous Italian name that I don't know)

'Ice cream artisan' (Wtf la, just say ice cream scooper aka slave): It's hazelnut and chocolate.

Girl: What is this flavour leh?

'Ice cream artisan': Chocolate and peanut butter (Yeah wtf right, chocolate and peanut butter. Shudder.)

(The girl paused for like one minute. I thought that she was ready to order. BUT NO)

Girl: Wa! Can I try this! (Points to a blue coloured ice cream)

Slave: (Quite taken aback by the request) Er sure!

Girl: Hmm... tastes like butterscotch. Erm... What's this? (Points to an ice cream called Lime)

Slave: (Taken aback again, possibly by the lousy question.) Er... it's lime.

(At the sidelines: My mother and me being impatient yet slightly amused by the girl's lack of brains.)

Girl: Hmm... Can I try this? (Points to bubblegum ice cream)

Slave: (Pissed off and proceeds to give her a small spoon of the ice cream)

Girl: Hmm... what's this? (Points to ice cream called 'Cream')

Slave: It's...cream.

(My face: O.O)

Slave: (Turns to my mother and me) Excuse me miss, but what flavour do you want?

My mother and me: Dark chocolate and lime.

(IT'S AN OBVIOUS HINT TO THE GIRL TO HURRY THE FUCK UP SO THAT HE COULD SERVE OTHER CUSTOMERS. BUT THE DUMB SHIT COULDN'T FUCKING GET IT.)

Dumb shit: Dar (yes the dumb slut used the word dar), which flavours should we get ah?

Dumb Dog (the bf): Er...I don't know leh.

(After 30s deliberation, the dumb fuckers finally chose bubblegum and white chocolate.)

IF NOT FOR THE FACT THAT I'VE NEVER TRIED THE ICE CREAM PARLOUR BEFORE, I would've left. The girl's so bloody stupid and inconsiderate. Already stated blatantly that the flavour is 'CREAM' and 'LIME', yet the stupid fucker still had to ask.

It's not the fact that she's dumb that irritates me, it's the fact that she lacks consideration towards others that infuriates me. Shouldn't she have thought of the flavours that she want beforehand? The motherfucker is so fucking inconsiderate. I wouldn't even bother to talk about the male shit, he's trash, it'd be a waste of my time to rant on trash.

Scene No. 2

After going to Marina to buy my school shoes, I went to The Clementi Mall (HAHA, damn ironic. A large project like 'The clementi mall' gets such a boring name. But small projects like 'Cityvibe' get overexaggerating names. I mean how much 'vibe' can you feel in 'cityvibe'. Zero.) Anyway, I went to the Fairprice with my mother to get groceries, so I'm carrying shitloads of bags. I was walking with my mother to the bus stop when a NUS high boy blocked my way.

NUS high hor, not some shit school. It's THE NUS High School of Math and Science. The school where all the math and science pros go to. (Coughhhhh) Anyway, common sense would tell you to give way to the person who's carrying heavy load. But, the thought didn't go through his thick skull. Instead, he gave me this indignant look and made a rude sound.

Wtf. Don't want to move away then don't la, still need to stare at me and curse meh. So much brains but no common sense.

All in all, Lynette has shot up to being smart, Yating's bloody smart, Desiree's a genius (both desirees) and AngDi's God.

2011-01-15T23:37:00.000-08:00

Rant on Movies

Since a long time ago, I've disliked romantic movies, they always seem to be lacking in substance. Even Pride and Prejudice (which is a book that I like), sucked as a movie. The only Romantic movie that I'm alright with is Titanic, and even then, I still can't resist a yawn when I watch it. (The sinking of the ship took more than a fucking hour.) But now, the Romantic movies not only lack in substance, they lack in simple moral values.

During the holidays I watched this movie 'Hello Stranger' and it sucked balls. If you thought the Dim Sum Dollies MRT song sucked, this shit movie brings you to a whole new dimension of 'suck'. True, there are a few worthy jokes, but other than that, the plot is unbelievable, unethical and basically shit. I've never NEVER (NOT even while watching something as bimbotic as House Bunny) rolled my eyes so many times in a movie. The movie was so fucking pathetic, I had to force myself to laugh at some parts to make up for the $8 I spent watching shit.

Let's call the main character Guy A and Girl A. Guy A has a girlfriend (WHO HAS BEEN WITH HIM FOR SEVEN YEAR HOR, SEVEN LONG YEARS!) and she asked this Guy A to marry her. And Guy A, being an irresponsible son of a bitch was afraid of the idea of committment (Cliche) and ran away. Before they had this argument, they booked this holiday package to go to Seoul, and this Guy A (while STILL being afraid of committment) went for this holiday 'HOPING' that his girlfriend would turn up and maybe they could talk things through.

Firstly, Guy A's already in the wrong. If he's so afraid of committment, then why waste the poor girl's time. Seven years is a LONG time. And to top it off, she's wasting seven years with an irresponsible, blur, poor, useless boyfriend. In simple terms, he's a COWARD.

Okay, going on, Girl A has a really domineering boyfriend and Girl A serves him like a DOG. When I saw her, I didn't feel pity. I felt like skewering her. If a dog could talk, she'd be it. She's so pathetic, I didn't even feel like hearing her talk. The only upside is that she's cute, which essentially is a trait that most puppies share. Now, to cut it short, she lied to her boyfriend to allow her to go on a holiday to South Korea. So her bf being such an @ss, started scolding her and they ended up breaking up.

AND GUESS WHAT? Guy A and Girl A miraculously managed to meet each other! And the lousy and cliched plot goes on with the two of them cheering each other up. And yes you guessed right! He's a clumsy douchebag while she's a...normal female, who has little tolerance for him. Then the lousy plot goes on again with some good jokes, (until that point in the movie, I still felt that the movie was OK). Then the jokes stopped to reveal Guy A's lack of character.

This Girl A after knowing about Guy A's 'plight', encouraged him to mail a postcard to the girlfriend, asking for her hand in marriage. (Wtf, how romantic AND cost-effective, I must add.) And the dimwit obviously proposed to his girlfriend in the cheapest way possible. And so conveniently, after he mailed that postcard, some of his girlfriend's friends who were in Seoul at that time, told him that his girlfriend was engaged.

Now, at this point, some of you might be thinking that the girl is so disloyal. But may I add that she's nearing thirty and her parents obviously want her to get married, so she'd have to marry any Tom Dick and Harry that pleases her parents. Furthermore, she wanted to marry her dimwit of a boyfriend in the first place. It's her dimwit boyfriend that was so coward to settle down that caused her to be engaged to another man.

So this dimwit Guy A became so dramatic and depressed and blahblahblahblah (MAJOR ROLLING OF EYES). AND WHO WOULD HAVE GUESSED IT? THAT'S RIGHT, GIRL A was there to cheer him up AGAIN!!!!! SO UNPREDICTABLE! And they fell in love. That's right everybody, this happened in like....at most seven days?

Now, the only sad part is this part. Guy A's REAL girlfriend called off her engagement and flew to Seoul to chase after her douchebag of a boyfriend, flinging herself onto him, thinking that he was ready to be her life partner. Poor darling had no idea the douchebag had fallen in love with the puppy! (Girl A) So, the three of them took the same flight together, back to Thailand. Oh, and to add to the 'dramatic effect', Guy A and his girlfriend was seated in the front and Girl A at the far end of the plane. Epic fail at trying to mimic a long distance relationship. Wait, it's not a relationship. It's called ADULTERY or BETRAYAL since technically Guy A and his girlfriend's not married.

Upon reaching the airport's carpark in Thailand, Guy A fished out a coin from his pocket WHICH SO CONVENIENTLY WAS GIVEN TO HIM BY GIRL A. And alas, he burst into tears. (At this point, I could not roll my eyes anymore. I could only gape at the screen and snort in contempt. The guy's a whimp and a coward. He should have died in the Seoul River or something.)

So the douchebag ended his seven year relationship with his girlfriend. After a year, he ended up with Girl A. The end of a horrible plot with horrible values.

The guy's a fucking dog, maybe he thinks with his butt. Or his groin. Sorry, I shouldn't even use the word dog, I love dogs, I love Belvia's dog, Jackie. The only 'logic' I get from this story is that all humans are sexually deprived beings. No longer do we commit ourselves to a single partner only. And even if partners were to part, the 'six-month' rule no longer exists. So much for 'till death do we (or us, I forgot) part.

In conclusion, this movie sucked. Like all romantic movies, it sucked. And I'm getting really sick of Romantic chic-flicks, high school drama films yadda yadda yadda. In fact, cartoons nowadays have more substance than all the crap shit I see on the big screen.

To think of it, I like cartoons, thrillers BUT NOT gore, films set in the prehistoric eras or in the past (Gladiator, Robin Hood etc.), films about Greek mythology (except Percy Jackson, the movie quite sucked. If not for the fact that I like Greek Gods, I wouldn't have watched that movie), epic films (Avatar still takes my breath away, I've watched the movie like 6 times and I wouldn't mind watching it again), psychological thrillers (Black swan and Inception's Good).

On an abrupt side note, I'm quite excited for school. But it's always this case... excitement turns into fatigue when met with shitload of homework. Anyway, I think I'm going into NJC! When I think about it, I feel all...pleasant and satisfied. I don't know why. Half a year ago, when NJC came to our school to give us a briefing, I took their brochure, wishing fervently that I could enter NJC. And now I'm entering NJC :) I mean when I saw my results, I knew I could qualify to enter HCJC (though the chances are slim) and everyone's like asking me to TRY. But deep inside, I felt really really satisfied because I finally got what I wanted.

Good luck to everyone for the posting~ (PS, I just realised if I really enter NJC, I'm a NJC-ian, that's very hard to pronounce. It's not like a Nanhua-rian. HAHA.)

2010-12-25T03:50:00.000-08:00

Christmas & the New Year

It's been so long since I've posted...which somehow baffles me because I've not been doing much these holidays. It's so standard, on Fridays, Saturdays, Mondays and some Tuesdays I'm busy tending to the whims of 3-8 year olds (which includes bringing them to the toilet) or quenching their 'thirst for knowledge', or to blatantly put it across, answer their really weird and quirky questions.

There's this kid who calls himself Obama. And when I laughed and asked him who's Obama, he gave me this 'are you stupid' look and haughtily concludes that Obama is the president of... Singapore. There's children who believe that Santa appears every single special occasion (CNY included) except for their birthdays. Then there's the 8 year olds, the older, 'wiser' children in the group who challenge me with their comments, witty yet childish, which is fitting for their age.

But despite their childish nonsense, I can't help but to really like some of the children. It's not that I have 'motherly instincts', in fact, I've already made up my mind to have only one child, or at the most 2. Nonetheless, children are such....pure people. They're so naive, clean and angelic. Even though I don't really like teaching, I still feel this sense of accomplishment when I see that spark or glow in them when they comprehend what I'm saying. They're so eager to please and in their quest to please their teachers, they enjoy learning. They're so curious and energetic, so full of life and spirit. Even if I step into the dreary room uninspiring and boring, they can lighten up the atmosphere with their childish charms.

Sometimes when I look at them, it seems as if a part of us (teenagers) has died a long time ago. That hope, that glow, it seems to have been extinguished. Then, I wonder, where's the fine line that separates 'mature' and 'outright boring'? Or is mature always boring? It really is kind of sad when you think about it. I reckon, if there's a world without children, not only will the human race go extinct, our lives will be so dreary and uninspiring that we'd all turn into the undead, so void of life and emotions.

On a lighter, happier note, last christmas I got nothing~~~~ But this christmas, my uncle bought me this android tablet (internet tablet), it's the size of around 2.5 iphones so it's really handy. It's basically a (MUCH) smaller version of the iPad (as the brainwashed Applegeeks would say). Though I'd very much like to disagree, I have to agree. HAHA, that sounded stupid. Anyway, it's userfriendly and there's also quite a number of apps I can download. But still the best trait is that it's damn handy, I can slip it into my bag without adding considerable weight to my baggage and I can bring it along anywhere and everywhere. It's not too small like a smartphone or an iTouch, so I can read my eBooks without begging high Heavens for larger font size. (And no, I don't like to zoom in.) It's also not easy to lose cause of it's larger size. And it's not too big like an iPad to make bringing it along so inconvenient. And it can load some flash shit, which according to my uncle, is something that iPad can't do. The only thing is that it doesn't have as many games as the iPad, but actually, I've never really bothered about the games. Really, give me the incredulous look, but even before the era of the 'Apple brainwash', which is the play station, xbox, oh yeah, the game boy era, I've never really liked any of the games (Except racing on the playstation). I prefer surfing the net and watching American sitcoms.

My sister and cousin both got an iTouch each, yeah, lucky @sses some of you Apple geekzoids may add. I know friends who have to work their ass off for a month to get their iTouch but these lucky twelve year olds are getting their iTouch....just cause they're stepping into their tweeny bopper years. Right now my sister's playing angry birds...I hope she doesn't get the 'Tap Tap' syndrome. I always have this image of humans turned woodpeckers whenever I see the guys playing Tap Tap. It's like they've lost their sanity and grew beaks that peck/ or tap the damn screen when the bubble like thing lights up. The violation of touch screens.....

Also, I got the pink Charles & Keith wallet I've been eyeing for some time... I like C&K wallets, they look good and are not pricey. And they don't stink. I hate stink wallets. My daddy's getting me my MacBook, or whatever that white Apple laptop is called. Even though I don't condone to society's norms of getting a stinking iPhone, I got to admit the MacBook is a damn NEAT invention. (Actually, I don't hate Apple products, it's just that I find them too overrated. Truthfully speaking, they're user-friendly. But I won't want an iPhone because I want a blinged BlackBerry. Neither will I want an iPad, because there's no practical use for it. It's practicality does not match the high price that it fetches. Or maybe, at my age, I can't truly appreciate it's functions. To me the iPad is like a MUCH bigger version of the iTouch...) And for practical uses, I will pick a laptop over a touchscreen ANYDAY, even the Android tablet I'm so satisfied with. A touchscreen will NEVER, I believe, be more practical than a proper keyboard. I think these touchscreen stuff will only be useful for software developers, other than that, touchscreens are basically invented to quench our thirst for new ways of gaming.

And I can't wait to get my BlackBerrrryyyyyy~~~ I'm going to bling it. I don't normally like glittery or shiny stuff, but a bling-ed BlackBerry is so sexy. Ok, it's not really sexy, but it's SOOOO pleasing to the eye. Can't waitttt~~~ But until now, I still have no idea what colour I'd want to bling my BlackBerry. SO damn excited :D

Anyway, a Merry Christmasss everyone!

2010-11-20T23:38:00.000-08:00

Post O Levels

I just realised that post 'O' Levels isn't as tantalizing as it sounds. In fact, in less than a week....I'm at a loss at what to do. At least tomorrow's prom so I had a goal this week and it's to find an outfit. (Which made me extremely guilty because prom ain't cheap) But after prom, I really don't know what I'd do...

And prom doesn't really seem like prom... it's like a dinner. (Like the 90th Anniversary) All the walking and money just amounts to spending a good time for...5 hours? But still, it's a good way to wrap up the entire year. And I've been repeating this for like a hundred times but I don't want to grow up and tell my grandchildren that Granny's never been a prom and all Granny did when she was 16 was to study for the O Levels.

On a lighter note, can't wait to go out with Hui Zhen this Tuesday! It's been so damn long, like a year or so! Oh yes, there's also the BBQ this thursday with 202' 08. But after this eventful week, I doubt if I'd have anything significant planned... Besides the chalet next year!

And I'm so in love with Morgan from Criminal Minds. Morgan Morgan Morgan!

2010-09-11T03:22:00.001-07:00

Why out of millions of people out there, it has to be me?
Why, why has it to be me?
I can't concentrate, I can't do fucking anything.
I hate myself. I hate this. I'm so fucking scared.
I want this to fucking stop.

2010-07-16T19:55:00.000-07:00

O levels, Birthdays & 402'10

These two months passed by in a total blur and I can only conclude one thing:

The O levels are turning me into a boring person.

I think I've lost all traces of life. My life's boiled down into two parts:

1) Attend school, absorb whatever I can (meaning study)

2) Go home, eat, study. NOTHING ELSE YOU KNOW. This seriously sucks. I can't believe I'm saying this, but I seriously hope the O levels arrive...I can't wait for these three months of fuckin' shit to pass. And I fuckin' swear to God, after the last paper, I'm gonna do whatever shit I fuckin' want.

What I'm gonna do after the O Levels:

1) Catch up with everyone!

2) Fulfill my pact of walking down Orchard Road in a blue beanie (Yes I've chosen the colour blue because blue fits my dark hair the most)

3) EAT AT TRIPLE 3 (KNN, I want to eat their buffet damn fucking long already. So I'll get the chance to after O lvls)

4) Visit SPCA. (Fucking weird right, but yes, I want to volunteer there. I don't know why. I don't care if I have to do things like begging people to donate money like during flag day. But I want to do some volunteer work. Okay la, maybe it's cause I really fucking want to be a veterinarian when I grow up. It is one of the reasons why Biology is perhaps one of the few subjects I enjoy and am willing to study for)

On a lighter note, my birthday's in...10 days time. But I have no idea why, I have no mood to celebrate. I don't even know what I want, which is rare for someone like me. I think I'll just celebrate with my family, eat dinner together and wrap up my birthday with a cake. Sob~ How pathetic do I sound man? :(

And I realise like everyone else, I only have less than 6 months to be with my classmates. 7 months ago, Desiree gave me the chance to be the class chairman of 402 (I thought she was crazy for nominating me but somehow I'm thankful). Alot of people blanch at the idea of representing their classes (Maybe they act paiseh or something) but I can't think of anything more fulfiling or satisfying. 402's got everything, seriously everything. We have the guys who are full of bullsh*t and useless nonsense but they're entertaining and they can win nearly every sports medal that can be won in our school. We have the intellectual girls, the smart ones who are pleasant and down-to-earth. We did so much together, we achieved the highest for CL, we won so many prizes in netball, basketball etc. (Even the class decorating thing, thanks to Jing En)

Four years ago, I'd roll my eyes at people who tell me about 'together-ness', to blatantly say it, until now I still do. The term' together-ness' still irks me, I hate the term because in the first place, it doesn't exist and secondly, it sounds pathetic. But I'd say that we have the spirit, I wouldn't ever say 'together-ness' because I stand by what I say and it's that TOGETHER-NESS sounds HORRIBLE.

I sure am going to miss the times when we'd go to Suay's house after each sporting event and play basketball in the old, desolated Bukit Timah School. I am sure going to miss the time when we went to Jurong Point together and watched Johnny Depp in 'Alice in the Wonderland'. I sure am going to miss Desiree's whine about her handwriting, JingEn's confidence at being 'the Great', KCM's cuteness, Suay's coolness, Lynette's dumbness HAHA okay no la, Lynette's 'qian jin' swagger, (TJW, Weiming, Zilin, Shuanhock, Houchin)'s gayness [nothing summarises their attitudes better than the word gay, they practically do everything together. There was once one of them said this 'Eh weiming wanna come my house sleep'. I swear I was freaked out by them.].

I sure am going to miss sitting beside Tiefeng, the epitome of shuai-ness (until now his smile still fucking blinding, I swear to God, I'm going to punch his teeth one day if he continues to smile so nicely. I sound like a rabid, irrational and fanatic fan girl, right?). I'm going to miss motherly Sinnee, seriously all-perfect Hui Qi, irritating yet sometimes rational Dingyu, joyful Joy (I realise ah, not that I'm angry or what la, everytime we in PE, the one who ends up smacking my face, it's Joy. HAHA actually quite funny but it's nice to be on the same team with Joy, cause got...idk? Chemistry? I sound lesbian.) I'm gonna miss the PRC scholars who are fucking smart. Like seriously bian tai smart. I think AngDi got the highest for nearly every subject available to Mankind in Nan Hua. She should be banned from Nan Hua and transported to Hwa Chong or something. Yongtao's childishness (He has very clear, big eyes. I wouldn't lie at all, I think he's very good looking, but he' s very childish. But he's still a good guy. <-- later he blame me for not being able to get a girlfriend or something his childish mind can think of) I'm gonna (actually already) miss Fook's super curly hair, Pearlie's permanently pale face, Shiying's permanently red face.

I feel so pathetic typing this, because as I type I feel worse and more guilty. The rational part of my brain that keeps me sane crudely retorts, "Would you feel the same ten years down the road? Would all these matter to you as much as it did today? Would you still remember every SINGLE face that you type about today?" And as much as I want to say 'Yes', it's inevitable and realistic that the answer would most likely be 'No' ten years from now. As much as we would like to live in an alternate dimension where we live in a perfectly sculpted society, a Utopian society, reality still bites back and the truth is: people move on.

As I read the random rants of others, I realise they all hold the same message: I love my class. My class is so bonded. Love my clique forever. Forever? Seriously forever? Bonded? Ultimately bonded? I chuckle to myself and wonder if it's them being too naive or it's me being too realistic. Nothing lasts forever. The end is inevitable, everything has a start and everything will have an ending. These people wrote this exact same message two years ago when they left their secondary two classes. Two years later, they are writing the exact same message but with a whole different new 'clique'. Since when has the interaction of human beings be confined to a sole, pathetic group?

And having a 'bonded' class? There is no class, no group, no society in this world that is truly bonded. A bond goes beyond something physical, it is a telepathic link, a link so strong that cannot be threatened, cannot be broken. These bonds only exists in families where the heart pumps the exact same blood through one's veins. My class is not at all bonded. We all have our little secrets, periods where we despise a certain individual. We all have certain grudges against others. I'm not a kind soul and I bear ALOT of grudges and I'll just admit it, I've shown alot of displeasure to people I'm fuckin' pissed at. And I make sure the person senses it. People have shown their displeasure towards me before on occassions when I get overboard. I've been told to 'Shut up', I've been at the receiving end of rolling eyes. For that, we are not bonded. But it is the little imperfections that we have that makes our class perfect. It is our ability to push away our grudges and cheer together during festive occassions, it's our ability to help others academically, it's our ability to lend a listening ear. This is spirit, this isn't 'bond'.

Often, I choose my words carefully when I describe the relations and interactions between people. I don't use the words 'friends for life' or 'best friends', but instead I use the words 'a close friend'. I don't want to say a 'bonded class' but a 'free-spirited class'. I know myself, and I know that ten years later, all the people whom hold a great deal of weight in my life, might just vanish from my life completely. I might not remember every single person whom I've been with. Call me 'ungrateful', 'heartless' or whatsoever, but this is life, this is human nature. But I know ten years from now, I'd call my secondary school life 'a pleasant one' albeit the fuckin' nature of our bloody retarded school.

My memory blurs fast, until now, after sending so many class relays, I still cannot remember the first 8 people of the relay system. I try every single time, to complete my duties, to interact with everyone because I want to leave a lasting impression, I want to create an event where the memories would stay stronger in my mind. Perhaps to others, I seem to be talking cock, or in the first place they don't even care. Let's just say this, in a decade's time, my attitude might turn like them. But it's fate that allowed all of our paths to cross and we are humans for a reason. It is our ability to feel, our capability to show emotions that makes us human. The word humane didn't originate from the word human for no apparent reason. Of nearly 300 people in the level, 42 of us could be chosen to be together, and that is fate at work. Of nearly 300 people, all 42 of us had the same mindset to choose the exact same subject combination.

Ten years later, I most probably would forget alot of people. One year later, I'd have new friends, a new school, a new class. I wouldn't cry and say that I don't want to leave this class because one year later, I'd feel the same spirit as I felt this year, I'd feel the same joy of having company as I did today. And when that happens, we'd all see that change is necessary and good. We no longer will cry and wail about leaving one another. But for now, before all of our paths split and may no longer cross again. We try, we try to spend time with one another. We work, we work towards a common goal. We laugh, we laugh at nonsensical nonsense together.

Nearly everyone feels that their own class is the most exceptional, and I am no exception. 402 truly is a wonderful class. And if there are some things that I would thank Nan Hua for it's these:

1) The chance to enter 202'07. I wouldn't say that I loved that class, in fact I had a blog post in the past proclaiming my impatience to leave that class and enter Secondary Three due to some Class Shirt sh*t. But there is one thing for sure: Some of the most remarkable people I've met came from 202, among them all are Mag, Hui Zhen and Belvia. Now, I regret, I truly regret for not appreciating them enough, especially Hui Zhen. We no longer talk as much, but that girl's got alot of my secrets and so many a times when I feel so troubled, I feel that she's the only one who can understand me. Really really fuckin' thankful for being able to meet her!

2) The chance to be part of 302'09 and 402'10. A really remarkable class. Enough said.

2010-04-24T06:50:00.000-07:00

Unproductive/ Fun/ Bimbotic Day Out

(Warning: A VERY ridiculous and pointless post ahead. Also possibly the first post in my blog to have pictures)

Went out to Orchard with Mag today to: 1) Get her pair of Haviannahs. 2) Get belated birthday presents, and when I mean by belated, think 5 months. Anyway, prior to that, I should explain the introduction of pictures in this post. Mag was looking through her dead face book (Okay la, mine also just as dead. We're too cool for facebook~ Flip my badly tied plaits) Anyway, she realised that the both of us do not have ANY photos of our selves. ALL the photos in our facebook are actually tagged by others, so we're rather pathetic. And thus, we made a pact to take photos today.

And it turned out to be a really bimbotic experience.

After looking through the collection of damn over-priced rubber slippers (thats why I call them) in Orchard Ion, we headed to Cineleisure for...Frolick. Frozen yogurt = A sweet treat on a Saturday Afternoon. Anyway, this is Mag looking as preppy as ever.

Snapped a picture while she was eating. She realised that the cashier gave me more yogurt! Awwwwww~ (I can bet nearly 90% Mag's rolling her eyeballs now or giving an exasperated sigh)

Rule #1: ALL cam-whores MUST at least take a picture in the toilet (Gosh, why the toilet, since when did the place of shitting become a haven for pictures). So Mag and I decided to try it out. Conclusion? We're just not cut out to be 'social butterflies' ~ quoted from Mag. Kinda true actually...

We headed to 313 and walked around Forever 21. This is cool Mag with sunglasses. (Side note: I always associate the sunglasses that Mag's wearing with bull dogs. I have no idea why.)

Mag in a DARN big sunhat. She looks like 'she's picking oranges' ~quoted from Mag.

Me in a smaller sunhat. What a contrast, a pig on my shirt and a farmer's hat on my head.

Mag looking like the Smurfs in the blue beanie. (Anyway I have a weird fetish for beanies. I swear I'm going to pluck up the courage and wear a beanie on the streets of Singapore after O levels.)

Me in a beanie. Damn humji, only dare to wear beanie in the shop...Its okay, I shall bloody find one suitable beanie and wear it before I turn 17.

Mag looking absolutely demure with a ribbon. Other ribbon photos:

Mag found this really gaudy looking hairband and I was supposed to make a drag queen expression. But it turned out to look as if I'm going to sneeze...

Magdelene Tan Bao Ru. The ultimate drama queen teaches you how to do a 'Drag Queen'.

Rounding off the pictures is this one:

Mag and I went to some shop in 313, can't remember the name...And I tried on this pair of really fucking high pink Dorothy (Wizard of Oz) looking shoes. And I felt my confidence x1000 because I looked bloody much taller. Compare my original height and my height after wearing high heels. God bless the man who invented high heels. (Though I doubt I'd be able to even WALK in them) My face is censored off because I was doing this really jiao face to the lady beside me. My glory at being taller than her!

Conclusion? The day was fun, we managed to get Mag a pair of red overpriced slippers, I got someone presents but I alos realised something. Mag and I are just not cut out to be photo-whores. We're just too cool for pictures~~~

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Rant on today:

I wanted to get my friend something from M&S in Wheelock place cause their things are very worth it and practical. So I went to the food section and Mag saw these packet of sweets: Midget gems which are small gummies, and Shrimp, gummies shaped like...shrimps. So...

2 packet of Midget Gems= $1

2 packet of Shrimp Gummies= $1

But I wanted just one packet of Midget Gems and Mag wanted one packet of Shrimp Gummies. SO, I asked the manager, since both have the same price, can I get one Midget Gem and one Shrimp Gummy? And the person refused.

SERIOUSLY, both packets are the same price, what is the difference between selling me one packet of midget gems and one packet of shrimp gummies to selling me two packets of shrimp gummies/ Midget Gems?! Both is the same price what. Bloody inflexible. AND when I don't buy the midget gems and shrimp gummies, M&S loses $1. Imagine everyone not buying midget gems and shrimp gummies cause of inflexible managers, M&S gonna lose alot! No wonder my mother always tell me Singaporeans have the most inflexible service...

2010-04-02T06:03:00.000-07:00

Rant about the internet.

It's my sister's birthday next week (10/4) and my family's hoping that we could head to a hotel for a buffet lunch. So, I was entitled the task of finding a suitable buffet with a reasonable price as my mother's going to treat my sister's friend. Sounds very bloody easy right?

You're fucking wrong.

1. Most hotels DO NOT serve buffets on SATURDAY

Wtf. So now what? There is an unspoken rule that humans don't eat on Saturdays? My sister's birthday is on a SATURDAY! Man, this sucks, and it's not like I can rush from NHHS to a lunch buffet in time. (After all kiasu nan hua lets us off at 2.30, by that time buffet can kiss my ass goodbye)

Anyway, I came across this http://www.ladyironchef.com/2009/04/23/10-claymore-citi-50-discount-buffet-lunch/ And the chocolate fondue and the chocolate truffle looked so fucking good. But you know what, IT'S ONLY AVAILABLE ON MONDAYS- FRIDAYS. FML.

2. The mistake which pissed me off the most:

RESTAURANTS/ HOTELS DO NOT PROVIDE

THE MENU OR FOOD AVAILABLE OR EVEN

THE BLOODY PRICE!

All they provide is the address and the telephone or fax number...so they expect me to call the bloody hotel to find out what food there is ar? KNN. Cannot even put up the proper menu or EVEN THE MOST BASIC THING - THE PRICE, down onto the website. So wtf is the use of the website? All they put up is three pathetic photos of the buffet and the name of the restaurant. And that's all. They have a serious problem in presenting their information. Got one best- put up ONE photo of ONE table and just write the restaurant name on top. Tadah~ AND THEY EXPECT ME TO UNDERSTAND THAT?! Eat what? Wooden table ar?

"We serve Mediterranean/Asian/Western/European dishes"

THEN TELL ME WHAT DISHES THERE ARE LA! Asian got so much, got peranakan, got thai, got chinese, got indian. WHAT LA! Bloody useless. And pictures speak a thousand words. I don't have to see three full pictures of furniture, fuck ambience. I wanna see food, I don't eat the buffet for it's ambience, I eat the buffet for its food. Think what? Let me see pictures of furniture, I'll start drooling ah? No wonder need foodie blogs, cause they are the only people sensible enough to TAKE PICTURES of food because they know pictures induce saliva.

XXX introduces a slew of international culinary gems that bring out the best flavours of the East and the West in the buffet and a la carte spread.

Each bite packs a punch from the appetisers to the tantalising desserts. For a truly exquisite dining experience, choose from a wide range of renowned wines to complement your finely prepared platter. For reservations please call 12345678.

Sounds very appetising right? Their phrasing totally won me over, BUT that's all there is to it. NO pictures, NO price listings, NO menu. All I have is their artsy fartsy english. That's all. And they expect me to buy it?

This is so depressing...finding something to eat is so difficult. Can anyone recommend me something?

(P.S. Thanks to Xinying and Mag for helping)

2010-03-31T07:57:00.000-07:00

Can anyone reply me when I say something? __ FML.

*What a coincidence, the character in my composition is dejected and so am I.

2010-03-29T21:43:00.000-07:00

SICK.

(Note: This is a disgusting post, not in a perv way but disgusting as in those that'll make you go ew...)

I'm having a bad flu and my voice sounds so scratchy, I can't talk without straining my vocal chords, and the back of my throat feels so swelled up. I feel pathetic. My mucus is flowing like the yellow river, actually it's more of a greenish-yellow color, like bile. But it's watery, it's my first time having watery mucus, like it literally just flows out of my nostrils, it's not those gooey gooey lumpy mucus, it's really liquid. Weird. But I feel satisfied when my mucus flows cause my nose feels more cleared up, like it's easier to breathe. But I can't taste my food, it's like I can only feel the texture, but not the taste of the food, this sucks. All I can taste is the repulsive taste of my yellow river- like mucus.

Anyway, the doctor prescribed some constipation pills to make me shit more, cause my body's too heaty. And I ended up shitting the whole day, I suspect I'm losing more water than necessary. I felt so horrible that I couldn't feel the throbbing effects of a fever, but in reality my body was heating up to like 38.6 degrees. (38.6 degrees is a bloody big deal to me, any number crossing the 38.0 degree mark is a high fever to me) The only good thing about being sick is that I can lie in bed the whole day, sleeping & sleeping & sleeping.

On a side note, we just sent our Indonesian maid off on Sunday, and now I have a new Myanmar maid. Sounds so desperate right, right after sending one off, we get a new one. It's like the time disparity between the two is just 1.5 hours. (And my family spent the 1.5 hrs eating lunch, not cooked lunch, but lunch bought outside) Anyway, the problem is I can't tie my hair, and neither can my maid. Haix, I feel so useless... So now, I have a problem with my hair. FML.

2010-03-06T21:52:00.000-08:00

Sec 4' 10 Camp & Saturday

Had the sec 4 camp on friday evening. (Short yet straight to the point) It was...I wouldn't say it was fantastic yet it wasn't disastrous. Was in Group 1 and for the first time in my life I was placed in a Group that actually won stuff. (We won both the Night trekking and captain's ball game) The only other group that I was in that 'won' something was during the Sec 1 Orientation together with S102' 08. But it was for being the "stinkiest" group. What a proud category to win!

Anyway, I arrived the camp feeling horrible because I wanted to sleep really badly and I found out that we were about to embark on a 7km hike. SEVEN.FREAKING.KILOMETRES. We had to navigate around landmarks in Clementi, Dover and Buona Vista. But it turned out alright, I thought it was going to be very tiring but it wasn't. I think they overestimated the distance. Anyway, the only 'exciting' thing that happened was me falling into a small hole. Yeah, that's about it.

On Saturday, went out with Chang, WM and KCM. We initially planned to watch Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief but to our luck, WE WERE LATE. That was my first time being late for a movie, and I seriously felt damn sian.

(Side tracking: Sian is like a very simple yet powerful word. Like I can describe anything to be sian. Nan Hua's sian, Chinese's sian, I'm so sian, my life's so sian. You're so sian now. It's as powerful as the word, Fuck. The word 'fuck' can literally be used in a lot of contexts. Fuck my life. Oh fuck! I wanna fuck you. What the fuck?! Anyway, I like the word Fuck, simple 4 letter word. Not complex and yet it gets straight to the point.

Compare:
1. Do you know that I hate you? I seriously loathe you! You irk me do you know that? I just wish you would vanish from my sight!

with

2. Fuck you.

(2) obviously wins. )

Aaaaaaanyway, we bought Carls' Junior Fries and KCM made this bloody horrible concoction of every soft drink possible, and it tasted like S.H.I.T (Tasted like f***) Seriously, it tasted like soap with a bitter after taste. And KCM managed to down the whole putrid concoction down... Marvellous~ Afterwards, we went to Modesto's for dinner and it was good. Made up for the lost movie actually. But the retarded guys wolfed down a lot of food, WM ate 5 slices of pizza , Chang --> one aglio olio and three slices of pizza. And they couldn't walk properly afterwards. Should have took a picture to act as sabotage material.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (Abrupt ending, continuation on 11 March)

I had the sudden urge to finish this post since I've already typed so much and I just went back to my blog and realised how horrible the last post was (Not in terms of criticism, I still stand by my judgement but my expression was... I sounded very retarded.) So I'm deleting that post. And to do Nan Hua a bit of justice since our class tee eventually got approved. BUT I STILL STAND BY MY JUDGEMENT THAT IT IS BLOODY STUPID TO PUT THE LOGO IN THE FRONT.

All in all, the design was really nice, but the color was !%!@^#@!$#@$ like seriously kns. But the overall thing was okay. Yesterday was supposed to be the road run however, it was cancelled due to the rain so our class ended up going to JP to watch Alice in the Wonderland 3D. As Suay says, it's the 3D that saved the movie. I felt that the movie was mediocre but the 3D pushed it up a notch I guess. (Okay la, it also has two of my favourite movie stars- Anne Hathaway and Johnny Depp)

Afterwards we went to Suay's house to play basketball and cards. It was a really great day, we should have more of these class outings and more people should come! Anyway I thought it was a very successful outing considering that it was damn improptu. AND I GOT TO FINALLY TRY THE GREEN TEA MR BEAN ICE CREAM! Okay la, I give it a 4/5. The Mr Bean original soy bean ice cream would have gotten a 5/5. I think Mr Bean ice creams are damn good! It isn't very heavy and yet it's very refreshing?

Chinese SRP and NYAA is currently draining all of my energy. I think both are the materializations of "sian-ess". I want to get back to my storybook, I love thrillers and I love Detective Bosch. I'm giving up reading lost skeletons, warning death letters, Detective Bosh and The Poet (Not literally a poet, The Poet's a serial killer) for Chinese papers on how to love and how to live my life. FML.

2009-12-09T04:36:00.000-08:00

A premonition

Can it even be classified as a premonition? If deep in your heart you expect it to happen, expect some misfortune to befall upon you, and yet continue to live life as normally as possible, is it still a premonition? All I know is that I hate 'premonitions'.

I'm feeling lost. There are many others who are met with misfortune and because of that, I do not grumble, for I am not entitled to. I am lost because we continue to turn a blind eye towards it, we continue to pretend as if nothing has ever happened and nothing will, and it is this unwillingness to accept change that makes us crumble. I've had ‘premonitions’ that came true and some which are waiting to happen, each one a blow but nothing new. Why? Because deep in my heart, I know it will happen, I just wait for fate to take its natural course.

Preparation? They do not prepare for they feel it’s a taboo, they continue to be ignorant because they feel that by not thinking about it, they can extend time, they can avoid the misfortune that ‘might’ come. ‘Ignorance is a bliss’, but I know it’s not a ‘might come’, it’s a ‘will come’. A ‘might’ has a chance of not happening, but a‘will’ changes everything.

Perhaps it’s because of witnessing things with my own eyes, I learnt the hard way that we must prepare beforehand, cushion that blow that is about to come. Perhaps the ignorance of others makes me worry for them, especially those whom I deem important to me, worry until it hurts so much, I feel useless for I can’t do much, except to look on and present a smile, albeit a very forced smile. Perhaps due to constant preparation, I feel nothing but the drive to improve the situation, to plan and rid myself of the negative emotions that might come. For I feel if I feel too much myself, I wouldn’t be able to worry for others, I’d be forever self-centered. But I realize, that I’m a selfish being, for the main purpose of not feeling, isn’t to increase my capacity to accept the feelings of others, but because I do not want to succumb into something so useless and vulnerable. But a human has his own limits, it is impossible for a human to be void of emotions, and I seriously contemplate on when I’d lose my sanity and break down, releasing the jumble of emotions I’ve held in, all in one go.

But I know I can’t, for I have to be strong. Strong for who? Strong for what? I have no idea, but I know at the end of the day, I will not regret it. “What doesn’t kill you, only makes you stronger.” All I know is that my strength gives comfort to those who have fallen, and for that little comfort I am able to provide, I am thankful. I know what I experience isn’t even one hundredth of what they are going through, I can only imagine what they feel, and it’s only an ‘imagine’.

There are millions out there who are worse, but a mishap is still a mishap no matter how small it is. No matter how small a mishap is, it will cause things to change, people will get hurt. A cut and a fracture are both injuries, it’s only the scale of damage and pain that we consider. But we hardly consider that the person experiencing a cut also feels pain. For that, to the people who are reading this, please pardon me for my inexperience, if you have experienced something worse, I salute you for your courage. Pardon me for my thoughts, no matter how immature they can be, I am an adolescent and still learning. The courage of the others who have experienced worse inspires me, reminds me that every human has their ups and downs. The fact that they can emerge from their problems victorious, obviously not unscathed, but leaving their problems as part of a bad memory, signifies the strength that is buried deep within everyone. I don’t need pity, for it is a blow to my pride, and my pride is the foundation of whatever I am, call me pompous, but it is pride that makes me work to keep it. But I don’t need pity because I know that one day I will find that strength within me. Every cloud has a silver lining, and I know that one day we will find that silver lining.

Perhaps this post serves as a reassurance, a reminder to myself on what must be done. I’ve been thinking too much and I must stop this, this nonsense has made me vulnerable and if I don’t wake up, I will surely lose. I will go through this and emerge the victor, and while this happens, I will end next year on a happy note, I will do well next year, I must achieve the results that I want, I will make my dream become a reality. I must and I will because I know it is a major source of comfort for you.

For ‘you’, judging on how you do the impossible, you might chance upon this, I could say I am going to be a bit ashamed, for the rest of the posts in this blog are nothing but droning, but at the same time, I feel comforted. I’ve seen you at your most vulnerable, I’ve seen you at your craziest, I have possibly seen the most sides of well, you. The crucial six years of my life, I’m telling you, it was a living hell, but I’ve locked them up into a box of memories, there will be a scar, but I no longer hurt looking at that scar. We’ve done so many things together and seen so much together, fifteen years may not be ‘so much’ to you, but it is to me. You’ve gone through so much, you must not stop now, this will definitely be a selfish request, but please continue and don’t stop. I am sorry for the trouble and pain I’ve caused you, and the worry that you feel for me. You once said that I am your pride, and it is because of me, you have the strength to carry on. Well, besides the self-responsibility, you are part of my strength because you inspire me very much. If you fall, I will ultimately crumble, because one of the main reasons I live for has fallen. I’ve given up some things I once deemed close to me to be there to support you, I’ve gone too far to turn back. I know you better than anyone else, even better than ‘them’, I loathe them for ruining your pride and one day I will take revenge, even if you deem it unnecessary. You think I’m rash, but you also know that I plan well, so well (I wouldn’t say flawless or perfect, because nothing is) that I’ve earned their trust, something that I shouldn’t have deserved. You know me better than anyone else in the world, my most trusted confidant because I know you will never betray me. I ain’t good at speaking out my emotions, but without you, there wouldn’t be a me. I will help you when you fall, I will be there I swear, please don’t doubt my loyalty and love, because it hurts me when you do. Please, be strong. If you aren’t there, if you lose, I will fall. I swear and I can predict, that I will release all the emotions I’ve held in in one shot, I will relive those days over and over again, where I feel unprotected and vulnerable, I will lose my sanity, I will lose everything I have. Please don’t open Pandora’s box. But if we get through all of this, the suspicion, the ordeals, the threatening, one day, I can lock the feelings that I’ve suppressed into another box of memories, a scar that I will grow to accept as part of my life. Something which I hope I can achieve to stop my heart from feeling so heavy. Thank you, I know whatever I do in the future wouldn’t be enough, but thank you so much for everything.

2009-11-06T20:15:00.000-08:00

Makes no fucking sense.

I officially dread, loathe...(any synonym that has something to do with hate) Chinese. Whatever, don't give me all the bullcrap about being a Chinese so I have to be good in Chinese, go fuck yourself. I like being a Chinese but I don't understand the fucktard language.

Why can't it be 精神疲倦? Why is that wrong? Why the hell is it 精神疲劳? Is there even a difference? Everyone keeps telling me to read it out because if it sounds weird...it's wrong (that's a bloody lousy explanation, why can't birds give birth? Oh, cause it sounds weird so it's wrong. What the fuck.) . WELL 精神疲劳 SOUNDS BLOODY WRONG TO ME And 疲劳and 疲倦HAS THE SAME MEANING?!?!?!

疲倦- 疲劳；困倦

This is from the Creative Electronic Dictionary hor, not I anyhow come up one. SO CAN ANYONE BOTHER TO EXPLAIN TO ME WHY IT'S WRONG? (Give me the explanation that it sounds wrong and you're dead.)

And this is another one. 如果你有个富有幽默感的朋友，你可能会发现无论在什么场合，这位朋友都能__________，让周边的人开怀大笑。1）如愿以偿 2）一见如故 3）巧舌如簧 4）应付自如

The answer is (4). Why? I understand that 1) and 3) is impossible. BUT WHY THE FUCK CAN IT NOT BE 2); THE BLOODY SENTENCE ALSO NEVER TALK ABOUT HAVING ANY SETBACKS OR PROBLEMS. KNNCCB. Isn't it because he can relate to everyone thats why everyone around him is at ease? What has being able to solve problems with ease got to do with making people around you laugh? (NO LINK NO LINK?!) Wtf la, I hate all those literary crap and all those hidden meaning! (Look like sybill trelawny) Look deeper and you'll see the meaning and moral behind this sentence. Fuck all of you, one leaf drop from a fucking tree also can say it represents one person out of one whole big group of people who is suffering. A LEAF DROPPING ALSO CAN REPRESENT THAT AR? I also can make up my own crap la. Oh~ I open my pencilcase can represent that I'm opening the door to wisdom. Fucking nonsense.

Oh yeah and all those stupid prose and poem to teach me how to be a good person. Yeah I'll be so fucking damn good because I'll read till I sleep. Makes no fucking sense. Everyone in the past so much time one ar, seems like they have 48 hours instead of 24hours. Spend 24hours working in the padi field and sleeping, and another 24 hours looking at a leaf dropping from a fucking tree.

"Why must it be 精神疲劳?"
"Cause it sounds good and flowing ma."
"I hope you rot in your pile of shit and die a horrific death and enter the depths of hell."
"Why are you saying such nasty comments?"
"Cause it sounds good and flowing for you."

2009-11-03T06:47:00.000-08:00

Nothing but Garbage.

I'm feeling like a corpse right now. Dead, lethargic and restless. I feel so tired to talk to anyone right now because nothing seems to be worth my time. What an irony, complaining of being dead when in the first place I choose to ignore everyone.

Recently, everyone's like garbage to me, stupid people who waste my time and burden me with their nonsensical whining and groaning. Lucky there are people like Magdelene who are not so bloody immature and are at least interesting. Life is full of dumb people who act like they're so morally right when they're fucking not, and it ticks me off to no end. Nothing but credulous people with the same old theories. I'm getting so sick of everything. I'm bored with hearing about failed 'romances', so much for being 'forever', how long will it take for these helpless people to know there's no 'forever'. There's only responsibility but there's no love. The people of the 21st century are too corrupted for love to happen. Will you shower the same face with the same amount of love when you're both 50 as when you were both 15? Whatever...stop lying to yourself. Stop trying to create a fairytale when it doesn't happen.

I'm so sick of you. Stop feigning care and concern when you're just trying to benefit yourself. Stop acting like you're a mature person when all you do is voice out everyone's opinion and label them as your own. Stop labelling others unoriginal when you're just as unoriginal yourself. Stop acting like you're leading a pathetic life because what you went through was what you deserved for a rash act not some misfortune that God/The sky/ Lord bestowed upon you. You're so pathetic. Nothing but trash. You entertain me with your 'hilarious' actions, but you're starting to get on my nerves now. You're a poser and yet here you are claiming how down to earth you are. So full of bullshit. You make me laugh because what you claim to be and what you really are, it's polar opposites.

Another thing got me thinking. Hard. 'True friends'. Do they even exist? I've always been uncomfortable and irritable around this word. Why? Because just like 'Love', I do not believe that it exists, but at the same time, it's an ultra sensitive topic. The people around me treat me well and I'm thankful for that. But still I prefer the phrase 'Close friends' because I can enjoy my time with them, with no strings attached, with no burden. Should I be labelled as a true friend, the said person would expect more out of me and at the same time I'd worry and doubt on my abilities, mindpower and loyalty again and again. But should I label another person as my true friend, there will always be this unspoken fear of betrayal. I do not expect much from others so that they will not expect much from me. What if the day comes where we'd have to choose between our parents and our friends? I wonder what everyone would do.

Life's such a bitch isn't it.

2009-10-26T05:37:00.000-07:00

Post-exam Happenings (And another post for the month of October)

October just passes by in a blur, it's kind of hard for me to process my thoughts completely and properly. It's like everything's happening so fast, everyone gets so lethargic and worn out.

Right now, there's just so many thoughts jumbled up in my head, I seriously don't know where to begin...I guess I'll just sort everything out with my feelings.

Satisfied
I'm feeling satisfied and contented like a bloody lazy sloth now. Relatively stress free (for now), listening to Daughtry, and mindlessly twirling my chair around and around. I love Daughtry, I love his voice, I love his songs. Chatting with a few people online and spacing out once in awhile. It's great to dream when everything just seems so peaceful and calm.

Happy
I get to see Suay tomorrow and tomorrow's also a holiday so I can sleep as late as I want and wake up later than usual. Secondly, Tweedledum and Tweedledee (CY and CM) bought me this sweet and simple notebook, it's practical and useful. Thanks alot! (I really love stationery!). Thirdly, in the book Whiteout that I'm currently reading now, the main character is in some deep shit, not that I'm some pessimist, but I love climaxes. So suspenseful and thrilling. I hate the introductions because they're so boring and slow. So...I'm happy that I'm reading the climax of the book!

A tad bit annoyed
My room's rather messy and disorganized due to me randomnly placing books at any part of the room while studying for the exams, so I feel that my room is an eyesore now. But the problem is, I can't move my lazy arse to start cleaning this damn room. I'm annoyed at being such a procrastinator. Secondly, a moth is perched at one of my room's cornices, I've decided to ignore it because it won't kill me and I'm not in the killing mode to murder it, but it's rather annoying. But refraining from killing a life reduces my chances of entering hell, so I won't bug it.

Useful and Boastful
I've just gave my sister tuition on science and it makes me feel useful, like I know that I can do something to help someone near me and I've just helped my mother type, sort out and print her documents. Feel so proud, I feel smart and technologically advanced, okay it's all bullshit, anyone my age could do the same thing. But you know, there's always a position and role of a member of the family, at least I know I belong to category of useful.

A lil' pissed
Was thinking through what happened after school. An acquaintance of mine, wouldn't disclose the name because I still respect his undeserved pride, but it is a him. Was strolling back to Clementi with CM when this person whom I don't really meet or talk to for quite some time talked to me with this sluggish grin. He just has this look of contempt that I feel like wiping off with a slap. At first I thought he was going to greet me like friends always do, instead the first thing that slipped out of his mouth was "Tell me physics SPA hor".
Pardon me. What makes him think I'm obliged to tell him about my practical and why should I help someone who doesn't even acknowledge me with a greeting? I hate cheating muthafuckers who don't want to put in any effort and expect to take the easy way out. Because you know what, there's no "easy way out" in this world. I feel so disgusted with his....I can't even find the right word to put it. A typical moronic, fair-weathered friend.

Is it even possible for so many emotions to be experienced at one time? I have no idea, but all the emotions mix up to form something, I just dont know what it is. It's like I'm thinking too much at any one point of time... And what does it mean when a person says they live in 'self-denial'? Came across the word masochist and I suddenly thought of it...

2009-09-16T04:41:00.000-07:00

"Give you Eurona la!"

Fuck you.

What does this mean? I'm your possession? This sounds as if I owe you a bloody living and I'm yours to give away. Who do you think you are? You're nothing but a cynical basturd who should have your tongue plucked out in hell and get fried in hot oil. I've done and said nothing to insult you before, heck, I DONT EVEN CONVERSE WITH YOU?! What makes you think you can strip me of my dignity and pride as a human and make me sound like a fucking slave when you're nothing but animalistic. Get your facts right before sounding so superior because you're basically a whimp. You should start growing some balls and brains, because most unfortunately, you lack both. Insults can be tolerated to an extent, but don't you think it's a little tad too far? And even if this is recounted to you, I don't even think you'd remember, because the number of times you've insulted others, is uncountable. And you'd just rebuke with this:

(Oh yeah what else do I hate?)

"I was just kidding, so bloody short tempered, can't even take a joke."

I loathe anyone who says this. So now what? You think you're perfectly obliged to make insults? And that it's the receiving end who's being overly sensitive? And like 90% of the population in Nan Hua shrugs and laughs it off and agrees, hmm... yup it's right, he's being too oversensitive. (Obviously, this is the failure of NH's CME file) or basically, people just lack sense. Has it ever occurred to anyone that possibly, being easily upset is part of a person's personality and it takes a long time for someone to change that and that possibly the insulter can shut his mouth up and think if the insult he's going to hurl is going to hurt others? Being upset is a NATURAL REACTION but talking is a VOLUNTARY ACTION.

Some say that I'm overreacting over just one simple comment. But I don't care, I can usually take insults, especially those from friends, I laugh and shrug it off. But this one makes me sound like a slave, I'm a human for God's sake, I deserve at least respect, and I'm not a fucking item for name hurling. I believe in Karma, and seriously, I won't be surprised to see you at a loss because you find that everyone's left you especially all your hypocritical friends, because you know what, you deserved it. :)

2009-09-10T08:41:00.000-07:00

One thought in a month

One of my classmates (Yating), pointed out that I blog once in every month, and looking through my archives, I realised that she's right (Except in the month of July, I blogged twice while inscripting my birthday on the bottom of both of the posts). Therefore, before school ended, I made a pact with myself to blog at least once a month to make my blog look...well, more like a blog. Okay, maybe it's to give other's an impression that I have a life to blog about, because when they give my archives a glance, they'd find that every month of the year is listed BUT the problem is when they click on the month, they'd find that each month only has one post. Figures how mundane my life is. So much for Simplicity is Sweet.

I was looking through the one and only autograph book I owned in primary school. (You know those notebooks that have cartoon characters on top of them? Mine was a Pooh bear.) And I wonder how dumb I could have gotten. Remember the very popular term "Sweet Sixteen", well, I don't know how but we managed to alter it into a "Sweet Twelve". I swear it wasn't me, I may have come up with the 'swell' name p4rtiprincess! before, but I absolutely did not come up with a "Sweet Twelve". I bet whoever who is reading up to this point, is practically rolling around in laughter and snickering. P4rtiprincess!. That was the darkest moment of my brain, mind you it was with a 4 for an 'A', Partiprincess might have lessened my guilt of being so bloody stupid. What was going through my head then, I do not know, but that's possibly one of my most embarrassing things to talk about. Anyway, the past is the past and I reckon I've grown some brains now and well I feel that I'm rather intelligent now. (Gives a proud smirk and slaps the hell of a thick bunch of hair in your face.)

And well, guess what, I was just joking.

Did you believe it? Awwww, dumbass. But the sweet twelve thing was true, someone really did come up with this 'Sweet Twelve' thing, but anyway next year on the 27TH JULY I'd be legal to use the term 'Sweet Sixteen' for myself. (But I won't, it sounds like something only Barbie would do.)

It's 0015 (I like to show my time without the dot, because it looks modern to me) and I'm going to hit the sack. Sick 'Sweet Twelve' dreams~~~!

PS. Some of you would realise the photo which was originally the Sec 3'09 NHBG photo, is replaced with some "MKS didn't log into her photobucket acc" shit. It's annoying me, but I'm lazy to log into it again, so I guess that notice/photo will be up for another month before I start blogging for the next month!

2009-08-06T06:56:00.000-07:00

Blogger is annoying me very badly because I cannot find the color toolbar and I can't change my font color. ARGH!

Besides the fact that blogger is failing me, I think North Flower (literally the english translation) seriously don't make any sense in whatever they do. I don't understand why can't we wear our class shirts for the National Day Celebration. Isn't National Day Celebration a day for rejoice, commemoration and celebration?! I don't understand why we must be tied to the inflexible rules of North Flower, in which we still have to wear our uniforms even during celebrations. Don't uniforms reflect a serious side of students? Shouldn't a day of celebration tie together with casual wear? And what's the use of designing a class shirt if we don't get to wear it?

It's plain stupid. If every class wear their class shirts, the place would be so much brighter and indirectly lift everyone's spirits. It's so tiring to see white everyday, North Flower makes pure seem like a sin. North Flower's rules seriously suck shit. Putting so much emphasis on attire doesn't reap any results apparently. I was still looking forward to wearing my hardly-worn Shirt, and now I realise I can't wear it.... ANNOYING. So much for linking the student body to the teachers, sc*cough*oo*cough*l*cough*ex*cough*co*cough* when we don't even get to share our opinions on mundane shit like whether we get to wear our class shirts on celebration days. Plus, it's just a class shirt, an innocent piece of fabric. It's not like I'm wearing some "Fuck me" shirt right, and we're not wearing spaghetti stripes... It's just a shirt.

Okay, on a lighter note.... 302 got 3rd place for interclass netball competition!!! It's an achievement because we never expected to get third, seriously, if you're in a group with all the girls (except yating) who were stuck in the 150++ zone, confidence is an issue, not to mention winning.

Also, even if it's very belated, thanks to all the people who wished me a very happy birthday and all the lovely and wonderful gifts you all gave me, seriously they were great and they can be used. I hate getting useless crap like....... photo frames?! I'm so ugly I hardly take any photos and I'm given a photo frame...I don't need a photo frame to remind me of my inability to look decent.

2009-07-18T21:16:00.000-07:00

Frustrated & Quarantined.

Guess what, XuYue's got H1N1 and I'm quarantined. Life kinda sucks now at home, cause I'm like reallyyy bored and I keep getting frustrated when I try to study and I can't get something. The weather is doing nothing to help too, it's sweltering hot...

I need a change in life, I look back and things never change, it's like I keep reliving the same things everyday and it's getting very boring. Nothing new or fresh crops up and I'm just stuck in Clementi for the rest of my life. I need a breather cause my life is so stale.

Sherlyn is having a pot luck at east coast on Saturday and I was checking the web on how to get there (Yala yala, I Singaporean also don't know how to get to Singapore's largest park). Anyway, I found this website which is damn unhelpful.

Way to get there: Take a taxi from Orchard Road.

Wtf. You think what, I don't know how to take taxi from Clementi ar. 废话, everyone also know how to take cab la from Orchard Road. The information is as useless as asking me to sampan to East Coast. Singapore's information is damn useless, tell me to take 401 to Marina parade(?, I only remembered it was Marina something), also never tell me to take from where. Inefficient, no wonder people complain that Singapore's transport very confusing.

On a side note, went to IMM with Mag, CM & CY, and saw that Harry potter books were selling for $10 and Twilight books were selling for $20. It's like selling genuine nike products for $5 and selling fake nike products from par sar malam for $100. Wtf?! I used to get put off by the thickness of HP books and wonder why on Earth Magdelene compliments JK Rowling and HP. But after reading the books, it was really good, it's like being immersed into a whole different world that will never exist. Harry potter makes school sound interesting and travelling on brooms real. Twilight makes Bella sound like a sex-thirsty bimbo and it makes me feel stupid...

Also, I really want to (I nearly wanted to type wanna, which has become habitual for me to do so, but I don't like doing it, because I feel that when I say wanna, I sound like I have a lisp) go to Science Centre this month to catch the Da Vinci exhibit, it sounds really good. (I sound so geeky) I don't understand why Science Centre is stereotyped as boring shit. It's more like people who stereotype Science centre to be boring are shallow shit. I love exhibits, it's like you can appreciate the wonders of human intelligence quietly and learn something incidentally. I hate being forced to learn, my brain doesn't work well that way, it's like I feel very stressed to stretch my thoughts...So anyone wants to chill out~ at science centre?
(It's better to chill out~ at science centre compared to Cityvibe.)

I realise that my post is not 顺通cause my thoughts are all jumbled up and I've alot to say actually but some are too offensive or I just don't know how to phrase them logically...

27 July. 27 July. 27 July. 27July

2009-07-08T06:44:00.000-07:00

Haw Par Villa

Had Chinese tuition today and was reading a passage about 华人传统节日and I was halfway through the part on 清明节 when my teacher asked me if I had been to Haw Par Villa. Then I realised I haven't been there at all (What the hell have I been wasting my 14 years on). Damn, I really wanna see how the levels of hell look like, so I started to pester her to tell me more. So she told me some of the 'tortures' that she remembered, such as the damn familiar 'cut off the tongue' (I remember my grandmother used to tell me if I am a 'naughty girl' and tell lies, then I'll go to hell and my tongue will be cut. I used to believe it for awhile but I think I grew to be quite a proficient liar.), and getting fried in a barrel (?) of hot oil, getting mashed by the mortar and pestel and getting pierced by a thousand knives.

Life is sadistic. Before dying, I'd be crying about how hideous I'll look when I grow old (I look hideous already) or getting bothered on how am I going to manage my finances. And when I grow old, I'll be suffering from illness and I'm quite sure that passing away isn't exactly an 'unpainful' task. And even after dying, we'll be worrying about which level of hell we'll be going to...C'mon, I don't want to be fried in hot oil and become a crispy human and I don't want to be mushed into gooey liquid, neither do I want my tongue to be cut off. Wa shit la, somemore I this near-carnivorous human and always use more toilet paper than I need and always tell lies, I think hell reserved a seat for me. But I still feel like visiting Haw Par Villa. Does anyone know if it's still open for public viewing?

(Re-Edited 11/07)

Presented Oral Comm yesterday and it was great, finally hard work paid offff!!! (Actually it was great because of the costumes, hehee) I like the sense of satisfaction when I complete something, it's like some heavy weight lifted off your shoulder cause you don't have to worry about it anymore. Anyway, just went to Sunset way's "Grill- Out" to have dinner, it was fantabulouslyextremely greatttttt! Just recommending the place to anyone who happens to pass sunset way and is feeling hungry, the food there is really darn good!

Was shopping for some people's presents in Jurong Point and couldn't resist the urge to buy this small notepad that lets you list out whatever you have to do and then tick them off in this cute box, it was from Stationery Island . And it's really handy too! I'm a sucker for stationery-- shopping for clothes bores me because I'm so short, when I shop, my self- esteem hits bottom low, but stationery brightens up your life, it's like holding something good looking in your hands and using it. (My birthday's on 27th July, stationery island's located at Jurong Point, harris's bookshop(?) at Jurong Point too, page one at Vivo City, Kinokuniya at Takashimaya :D)

Oh yeah there was this book that attracted me, what was it called....oh, Shakespeare secret, yeah i remember. Transformers 2 DVD is coming out soon tooooo.... (M.F M.F M.F M.F M.F M.F M.F M.F M.F M.F M.F M.F M.F M.F M.F M.F M.F M.F M.F M.F M.F M.F M.F M.F M.F!)

2009-07-04T06:54:00.000-07:00

Chinese 'O' Level Oral, Seating Arrangements.

This week has been an awwww-fully long week. I was still in the holiday mood and was seriously shrieking like a blonde who chipped a manicured nail when I found out oral (sex....I wish) was on Friday. In addition to that, my english and social studies project had barely been touched yet.

And I think I'm the only happy one (besides Fook, maybe) in the change of seating arrangements. Hehehehehehehehehehe, I'm sitting near people whom I like- the super kind Huiqi and Sinnee (SERIOUSLY, their temper is like non-existant compared to mine), joyful Joy, Mediacorp Son, IT savvy Gina and pervertic Yong Tao.

And I hate oral, it's like talking about topics I don't talk about. Plus, I had to forgo 'Culture-X' on Thursday to read through the notes. Turns out my conversation topic was about the Youth Olympics in 2010, something which I don't talk about... Fook was so nervous she nearly cried, Jocelyn palms were so cold and wet and Tian Lan was singing Jay Chou's (Ew..... Sry man) songs and I kept fanning myself. Seriously, it's been very long since I've felt that sort of nervousness.

To all you pathetic souls out there who have yet to experience oral: IT WAS SO FUCKING HARD I TELL YOU! THE EXAMINER WAS LIKE LOOKING THROUGH YOU (especially under your clothes) AND I TELL YOU EVERYONE FELT SO STRESSED. EVERYONE'S GONNA FAIL I TELL YOU, IT WAS SO DARN HARD! SO MANY PEOPLE CRIED AFTER COMING OUT OF THE EXAMINATION HALL!

Okay la, I was just lying and anyway I don't think anyone would have believe that, but the stress part was real, my examiner looked like an eagle/ hawk. Anyway what's done is done so I guess it's the future that matters. (WOW! What a politically correct statement.)

(Continued on 5/07/09)

Went to Jurong Point with my mother yesterday and she was at Chomel(?) to buy some hair accessories and she asked me for my opinion, thus I kept taunting her with "A penny saved, is a dollar earned."- Benjamin Franklin. Hehe, I love to make her feel guilty.

Anyway, I was surfing the internet and as all of you know, Michael Jackson has passed away. And I came across this footage of Michael Jackson's rehearsal before he died, and there was this person who commented: "OMG, Michael Jackson is dead?" (This footage was released on 3rd/4th July).

My first reaction was wtf?! And I continued to read on and there was this person who commented back: "Wow, did you just come back to Planet Earth from Planet Jupiter?" HAHAHA! THE SARCASM DRIPPING FROM THAT STATEMENT WAS JUST CLASSIC. But I agree too, seriously what was the person doing? Reading 1999 newspapers? What an alien...

2009-06-07T06:52:00.000-07:00

ANNOYING!!!

I HATE cab snatchers, those bloody hou lian pi people who flag for a taxi by standing in front of you even when he's perfectly aware that he came later. Nabei ccb, snatch my cab. My mother and I were already rushing for time and He still bloody dare to snatch the cab. The best thing is when I stared at him he still gave me this 'What?!' look and turned away. Nabei fucker. How ungracious can Singaporeans get?

And my ex-class (202) is having a steamboat aka class outing on the 17th June. Wtf. It's the same as my CIP day, and I CAN'T FIND FUCKING ANYONE TO CHANGE WITH ME. ARGH AND WHY WHY WHY? WHY IS EVERYONE PAIRED WITH ONE OF THEIR OTHER FRIENDS WHILE I'M GOING WITH....DO I HAVE TO SAY ANYMORE? WHY? IS THIS FUCKING KHARMA? ARGH I AM SO FUCKING PISSED. THIS SUCKS! I REALLY WANT TO GO AND I'M BEING PULLED BACK BY NOSY FUCK TARD KIDS WHO ARE NOT FUCKING WORTH MY VALUABLE TIME. WHATEVER. FUCK.

*edit*

2009-05-09T00:44:00.000-07:00

Mid Years, Harry Potter, Okto

Barely scraped through this week's mid years, I won't give a review on the subjects because its not as if you'll aren't stressed with the mid years already, but overall I am extremely upset with my geography because I had not enough time. It was a waste because I knew how to answer the question, maybe I should sign up for some kind of "Beginner's Guide to Writing Fast" module. On the brighter note, I only have two more papers left on Tuesday (Bio & AMath)!

Anyway, lazed through the whole of thursday by reading Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. It was fantastic. I used to watch the movie last time cause I was put off by the thickness of the book but after a kind soul gave me Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix (for free! $.$), and I could not bear to leave like a book unread, and well yeah... After reading the books, the movie seems good but plain. I'm extremely in love with Fred and George, it was such a tragedy Fred had to die! They're such charming jokers and they live their lives to the fullest, even smiling in the time of his death, if only such people exist in real life!

Enough of Harry Potter, watched 'Taboo' on Okto and it was damn interesting. In some of part of the world, people practise avenge killing, its like if I'm a guy and M's a guy. If I killed M, I'll go to jail in that country, and M's family will try to kill one of my male descendants. So there's this guy who is a victim of Avenge Killing so he has to stay in his house since he was three until he was like seventeen (until the opposite family decides to be at peace) It's like nearly impossible! How can you be stuck in your own home for FOURTEEN YEARS! Gosh imprisoned in your own home. Just when I thought getting quarantined in a hotel for around a week was bad, I watched this show...

Ah well. I'm off to be imprisoned in math, and I'm so looking forward to it!!!! (Jumps around, throws confetti and smiles)!

I'm the biggest liar there is in existance.

2009-03-06T19:38:00.000-08:00

What I Like And Dislike

Yes, as most people have known by now, I'm a complainative person, all I do is complain and whine about how ungracious and how unfair like is. But I like to complain, complaining is the root of why problems are discovered, okay whatever, I'm just trying to make complaining sound a little more positive...So, I'm going to come up with a list of things that I dislike (my favourite part) and a list of things I like (the boring part). Of course, I'll start with my favourite part! (Gives you the most striking grin I can manage)

What I absolutely loathe...

1) Ahlians taking up all the tables in the library

I have an absolute hate for this, especially when I want a project to be done fast and efficiently. All they do is throw all their "How to Excel in EMath, N Levels" on the table and place a large pencil case full of pens (which I'm sure they never ever use except when they draw cards for their Darlingsss, Lao gong/laopo). And what do they end up doing? Kissing each other senseless at the table, while people like us, with a real motive in mind, have to be bemused by the lack of shame that they have. C'mon, cut us some slack and throw in a little money to get a room at Hotel 81, I've had enough of their PDA-ing and their little act to show how 'hardworking' they are.

The worse thing is, they'd dress as if their going for a ball, no, a ball isn't the right ceremony to address it, its more like a whore party. They're wearing some skimpy spaghetti striped top with a pair of really short pants and high heels, and stradling the hips of their Lao gong like some cheap, failure pornographic wanna-be film (With their "How to excel in EMath, N levels" pathetically staring back up at them on the table, with its fresh, new pages) Seriously such people make me sick and disgusted! Argh eye drops anyone?

2) Inconsiderate Kopitiam customers

I hate those gossiping lao auntie who sit in pairs and share this pathetic bowl of melted ice kachang and take their own sweet time talking and sipping (THEY DON'T EAT THEIR ICE KACHANG THEY SIP, ONE LITTLE DROP AT A TIME, SIPPING IS AN OVERSTATEMENT OF HOW THEY EAT, THEY JUST DIP THEIR TONGUES INTO THE SPOON AND DIVOUR THE LITTLE, TINY, MINUSCULE, MICROSCOPIC, DROPLET OF MELTING, DILUTED ICE KACHANG!!!!!!!!!!!!) ARGH, I hate this type of people, especially when I am so like excited about the overly big fishballs in Jurong Point (oh btw, the new kopitiam opened in the Jurong Point extension has lovely fishballs), AND THEY HAVE TO KILL MY ENTHUSIASM AND MAKE ME SO FUCKING PISSED WITH THEIR NONCHALANCE AND BLIND ATTITUDE! SING LIKE SLAUGHTERED PIGS IN THE KARAOKE ROOM STILL NOT ENOUGH AR, WANT TO ANNOY ME WITH THEIR "CONSIDERATE" ATTITUDE.

3) Lame/ Irritating/ Bimbotic People

It's so irritating, when I'm feeling irritated, to have some fucked up person asking me if I'm okay, BECAUSE I'M OBVIOUSLY NOT. I hate people asking me stupid questions or questions that DON'T HAVE TO BE ASKED. I'd give you a very good example:

Idiot: Eh! You haven't hand up your workbook right?

Me: Er, yes? How you know?

Idiot: Obvious what, you were absent! (Somemore say in a very fucked up tone)

Me: ...

SINCE YOU KNOW I'M ABSENT, AND I'VE NOT HANDED UP MY BOOK, WHY'D YOU ASK? WASTING YOUR BREATH FOR THE SAKE OF IT? No thanks, I don't like to spend my time talking to brainless people, it irritates me. I hate to answer questions that have an obvious answer to it, IT'S LIKE ASKING IF YOUR FATHER IS A GIRL OR NOT. It's tiring to talk already, and still have to waste my precious saliva to answer questions that don't make sense. And I hate people to try to strike a conversation with me when I'm very pissed, I mean you're just committing suicide. Can see my face already spell "Fuck" (Okay I know my face everyday also spell Fuck one, but when I very angry it spells double fuck) AND STILL HAVE THE GUTS TO TELL ME STUPID, LAME SHIT THAT I HAVE NO CARE IN THE WORLD ABOUT. Oh yeah I also hate slow people, like I'm in a rush to do something and I already have an air of urgency around me, they still tilt their head to one side and ask me to repeat what I'm saying, WAHPIANG I FEEL LIKE SLAPPING THIS TYPE OF PEOPLE...I'M IN A RUSH AND STILL WANT ME TO REPEAT SOMETHING, AND SOMEMORE ACT CUTE IN FRONT OF ME. QIANBIAN.

4) Japanese Anime Wannabe's/ Act Ang Moh's

These people seem to live in a dimension of their own, sucked into a fantasy failure of their life. I can't stand cosplays, it makes me feel that such people are so pathetic. They have a life which they can change to make it INTERESTING, but instead they indulge in nonsensical and ridiculous story lines and somehow get stuck in that 'magical realm'. Don't they have a life ar? And somemore those anime chicks and hunks look so good, but in the end the people who try to act like them, end up to be some loser with oily, blemished skin with rough hair and beady eyes and a pig nose. (Reminds me of Anish abdul Anneh, some character Yong Tao made up) Super losers.

The act Ang Moh's are even worse, love to pretend that they have that lovely tone that the real caucasians have (really, the real Ang Moh's have a musical thing about their voice when they speak english. I mean english IS their language...), and all the act Ang Moh's have is that fake, high pitched squeal of a pig in distress. Argh, it makes me almost deaf...DEAF, to hear them speak, argh if only Heaven could open their eyes or EARS and mute these people. Really, the difference between Singaporeans who speak clear english and Singaporeans who have this fake Ang Moh tone........it's a REALLY big difference.

I'm complaining too much, so much until I can feel the hatred and annoyance building up in me, and I'm practically snapping at anyone who is talking to me right now. Maybe tomorrow you'd find a knife stabbed in Big Fish Eye's (All Nan Hua-rians should know who I'm talking about) back, and me, committing suicide. [Can anyone see the striking resemblence with the tragic tale of the NTU warcraft guy?] But before I sign off, if you're down and feeling upset, I recommend a large dose of F.R.I.E.N.D.S, seriously the BEST American sit com that has ever been broadcasted. I love that sitcom so much and I want to own Joey! (Joey's the womanizer and the struggling actor in FRIENDS, but he is like a kid and he's so fucking cute!)

Ending off with my favourite scene from FRIENDS (it's not funny reading it, it's funny WATCHING it, but for the sake of it...)

[Monica and Chandler is getting married to each other]

Ross: What! You're getting married? Congratulations!!!

Joey: You mean you didn't hear Monica announcing that on the balcony on your way here?

(Monica: I'M ENGAGED! I'M ENGAGED!)

Ross: Oh really?! I thought it was some kid shouting I'm gay I'm gay!

That line with that nonchalent look Ross gave, really made my day! :D

2009-02-04T01:44:00.000-08:00

Life?

Life is such an amazing thing, it makes us breathe, it gives us feeling, it makes us what we are, now. I have no faith in religion and the Gods/Goddesses/Deity associated with them, but I've always had faith in Kharma which is basically- what we do, is what will be done to us in return. Talking to my beloved friends (Alik, Suay, XY and Hayati) in the afternoon made me think alot about life.

Being a normal teenager, setbacks in life are little, I mean what setbacks can we have? We're blessed with so many things in life that we take advantage of, our family, our friends. It bugs me when people say how much they hate their family, it may sound very cliche but our family is the only people who will stand by us and risk their lives just for us. It's true at times how I will continuously complain and whine about how overprotective my mother is, but sub-consciously I thank my lucky stars that fate made her my mother.

Sometimes I wonder, what makes people so arrogant, what makes people superior to others and what makes people think that having fame and looks give them the opportunity and permission to bully others. I'm sure everyone have witnessed bully of one sort or another. What disgusts me the most is how some teenagers start to spread nasty comments about other people whom they have no idea about, whom they have never talked to, whom they have never went out to get to know them.

Are such people ignorant or plainly making use of their popularity? What makes a person popular, is it his looks or his money (actually its not even his money, its his parent's), why do people regard others as popular just by the face that the person has, why are teenagers so fake inside? Let's admit it, the so called famous people in school are the basketball guys, the netball girls, the dance society, the athletic people, the rich people. But has anyone went to understand this people, how they are inside beneath that oh-i'm-so-nice exterior?

I myself, I was from S202, yes, it's a special stream class. So what? I didnt deserve it, I didn't work hard, I didn't study hard, all I did was to play hard. The people who deserved to be called smart were my ex classmates who were slaving their asses off. And what is smart? Everyone's definition of smart is absolutely different, to some those who can work math sums out without breaking a drop of sweat are smart. To me, people who can master languages efficiently and effectively are smart. And no it doesn't bug me when people call the special stream classes, nerds. Because you know what, in the future, in society, the people who are owning BMWs and landed properties, they were your so called nerds. You think what, Georgia the famous botox injector became a doctor just overnight? She was a nerd and look what nerd brought her, she was hardworking added with a lil' bit of talent and see where she is now. She is enjoying life in an Egypt costume themed party, she's famous and living life without a care in the world.

And what about people who use their popularity as an advantage to bully those who are unpopular, those who they deem as nerd, those who they deem as losers. Who are they to judge them, we're all humans, it's just that some are blessed with better looks, some with rich parents and some with the brain and most importantly, some with the heart.

Most popular people are cowards, the reason being the only thing in their head is attention, attention and more attention. They worship people who are popular or more popular than them. And why? Because they are afraid that if they offended such people, the populars will start to spread nasty things about them ending in a POPULAR vs MORE POPULAR. Obviously MORE POPULAR will win. Therefore, the only POPULAR person will start to suck up to the MORE POPULAR person resulting in the MORE POPULAR's people POV--> the POPULAR person is such a beautiful, heart-warming, loving, caring person, basically the person seems like a total gem in shit. But this type of people are two sided. They worship MORE POPULAR people but to people who are weaker and less popular than them, that's where all the fun starts!!!!

Just for their own entertainment purposes and to make themselves seem so knowledgeble about others, they start to spread nasty thing and horrible insults about others which ain't real in the first place. They do not care about what others feel because they feel that they are superior and they do not need to care about the rest of the people. Such people as so fake. Once they gain more and more, they will naturally betray the people near them whom they deem as unworthy. Such people are better off scrutinized with their balls chopped off and hanged in some black market. And some of them are so cowardly to the extent that when all the evidence points at them and screams "you're the basturd/bitch who were spreading such senseless rumours" they'd shake their head and nod, acting as if they're angels falling from heaven.

It irritates me to the core, to the extreme point of my heart. I hate attention seeking people especially those who step on others to get attention and once they get the attention, start to betray others and act all superior. Such people are smart and yet have the agenda of a mere seven year old. But the type of people I hate the most are cowards. If you've done something, admit it to people straight in the face instead of cowering away and acting all nice in the front. Such popularity politics are so bloody immature and practically outdated. These cowardly people hide under the umbrellas of their so called popular counterparts, taking shelter from the large amount of support that their counterparts get and at the back, start insulting others for the sake of their own entertainment. Such incorrigible brats should be whipped upside down and they deserve some shit character building from the fuck CME file.

And as cliche as the phrase sounds 'never judge a book by its cover' is so true. Because you never know when the person right next to you is going to betray you and your so called friend is just be befriending you for the sake of your popularity. Sure, you have fun times but once you lose all the support you once have, you friend is going to forsake you. The real definition of 'nice', is a person who loves with all his heart and wishes you well from the bottom of his heart, a mere handshake and a fake smile means nothing at all. If flashing a smile is all it takes to be nice, I'd win the courtesy award every year.

Things never seem the way they seem and most of the time they attack when you least expected them to. Cowards are people who laugh and are friends with you, but when you lose everything you have, they will readily forsake you.

2009-01-30T20:22:00.000-08:00

THE EXTREME FAILURE OF NHHS CME FILE

The CME file is seriously crap and it costs like a bomb. $10.45. Fuck, I'd rather do like what Alicia loves to say: Go to the toilet 145 times (Maybe during the recession the price increased but I don't know because I don't really like to go to those toilets that require paying as they're not clean, I prefer to go those hotel or some shopping centre toilets which are much cleaner, somemore don't have those irritating ah ma and auntie who squat on the toilet seats and spit in the sink.) It's not like after reading the stupid file I'd be enlightened on how to change my bloody pathetic life. I'd still be a complete bitch and gossip around, I'd still go around and annoy people and complain about every scrawny thing that doesn't need any complaining actually. (THIS NEEDS COMPLAINING!)

Somemore, what's the use of reflection, we don't even have anything to reflect about. In the end when it comes to reflection I'd spin up some dramatic tale which might go something like this:

I have a very poor family and my uncle raped me when I was only 8 years old so I'm not a virgin anymore. Being the emotional person that I am with no more hope in life, I started to slit myself. The pain is such a beautiful tingle to my sorrows. At the age of 11, feeling so utterly depressed and poor, I stole from a par sar malam- a pair of briefs that I don't even need. I just needed that exhilerating feel of going against the law! At the age of 12, I joined a clique and afterwards a gang.I had a tattoo of naked Angelina Jolie on my back, until now I'm still so proud of it! At the age of 13, I starting taking cigars. At age of 14, I participated in gang fights against some ah lian who called her 'kors and jies' along. At the age of 14, I pushed my pregnant teacher down the stairs.

NO RIGHT! DAMN, MY LIFE ISN'T LIKE ONE-FIFTH AS DRAMATIC AS THAT. In fact my life will go something like this:

My name is Eurona. In fact my name doesn't even have any meaning. All I do is wake up at 6.30 in the morning and go to school. I have my lessons in utter boredom and usually nothing interesting pops up. At 2.30 I go back home. Shower, shit, sleep, study (4's). That's what my life is about.

WHAT IS THERE TO REFLECT? THAT I SHOULD SHIT MORE? I DON'T GET IT! As long as I don't 杀人放火 or do anything that is illegal or against the law, what the hell do I need character building and reflection for? I mean now is the age of teenage rebellion, isn't it through the teenage rebellion that we learn something about life when we become adults? And where got such thing as doing reflection and reading those shit pretentious, 'life inspiring' mottos in the fucking file, then I'll be such a 'Full of good character' person. Please la, in the end buy this stupid file, all we do is copy some hardworking fella's answers or just write crap inside. And I WASTED $10.45 JUST TO WRITE CRAP IN SOME FILE THAT I'M GOING TO CHUCK INSIDE THE SMELLY, DARK AND FILTHY CORNER OF MY LOCKER THAT IS GETTING INFESTED WITH MOLD (actually it isn't, its just to enhance the effect.)

Yes, I'M. SO. FRIGGIN'. PISSED. (It's a line from White Chicks unless some of you losers there have been stuck in a tortoise shell for I don't know how long. I don't like the phrase 'stuck in a snail shell', snails are such disgusting creatures, they travel so slowly and are so slimy and disgusting. I prefer tortoises, although they travel slowly too they're a symbol of wisdom unlike snails which are without brains...) It's so bloody pretentious to mold students to become people with character, if you're born with it, you're born with it, if you're not born with it and act like a whimp, then act like a whimp. For god's sake there'll be something in life that'll make people change, but I don't think its that early at like 14 years old, there's nothing to make my life change, nothing to reflect and nothing to do character building for that matter.

Alright, I'm done with my complaining and I feel so much better after banging on my keyboard. I love to vent my anger forcefully, like punch something but no, I've never punched someone out of frustration. So whoever who reads this, please don't refer me to some psychiatrist or some shit because I'm absolutely fine and I've never cause bodily grieve to anyone before and it's highly unlikely that I will in the near future.

2009-01-19T07:32:00.001-08:00

I have no idea why I am posting down here, but somehow something clicked within me and I decided to become a philosophical person in a Eurona way. There is a very close friend of mine whom I shall not name that made me think really hard. Not that I've never thought of this question before, in fact I've always been debating within myself.

Really what is love and what is loving yourself? Does love really exist or is it more like a fragment of someone's hope and imagination. I don't get it and I have absolutely no idea what goes in the brain of people who think 'love' received from the opposite sex is the world to them. Damn we're young and free, (youthful people who have too much time until we don't know what to do with time), but seriously shouldn't time be spent on more memorable things? To me, the love and care that radiates from my family and from my friends is stronger than the bull shit love from what guy/girl. And we're so young, love can be spread at anytime of your life but how long can you run about without a care in the world? It's not that I don't believe in love, if there really is such thing as fate and love being interlocked with each other, I'd rather fate find me then I find fate. Its so troublesome to find something that you're not sure exists, yet. Really, crying and spoiling your whole life for someone who just dumped you or proclaim that he's used-to-be 'undying' love for you has extinguished.

To that someone: I’m telling you this because I truly care for you, if I don’t give a shit about you, I won’t even care to post this, after all you know that I’m the lazy ass who never touches her blog. For once, I’ll just bluntly say what I have to say. Seriously, I don’t know what exactly is going on but a life is no joking matter. I don’t care if its some cock and bull story that deserves a lot of attention or just a teeny speck of nothing that doesn’t really deserve much care, but it is your fate that you are who you are and you’re given the privilege of a life, you should treasure it instead of joking about it. And please look at yourself properly in the mirror and admire yourself instead of constantly condemning yourself for something that isn’t even there in the first place, find joys in your flaws. And please stop constantly worrying about not being to find the perfect someone, if your new faith in God in which God has something lined for you, then accept it and treat it as a mystery to look forward for the next day, if God whom you believe in, has your fate lined up, fate will naturally find you. I don’t believe in any God/Brahma/Goddess/Deity or whatever but I ultimately believe in fate, I believe I’m born to be Eurona and fated to be stuck at this pathetic height of 1.5m, but what the fuck can I do, brood over it for awhile and life still goes on. Fate made me a human and I only have one chance to be Eurona and of course I’ll make the best out of being ‘Eurona’, you and I may not be the most beautiful, most clever, richest person in the world. But we’re born without deformities and shouldn’t we do what makes us feel happy instead of think of negative things that will make us feel horrible? The things that make you, You, treasure it, because if you have something else, you won’t be the person that I know. So never ever, even for something serious, gamble your health with it. What happened in the past, let it go, let bygones be bygones. Because if you don’t, you’re surely going to be very sorry cause I’m gonna whip your ass for it. Heard of fate between friends, well I think ours is very strong and I’ve never felt so strongly for another friend before besides you (no I’m perfectly straight, although I don’t believe in love I still oogle over guys like a perfect bimbo so don’t worry I’m not turning lesbian). So if next time, you feel absolutely down when I’m really not there (God knows where I’m indulging myself in, maybe cheesecake) read this again and again, because I want you to know, you mean a lot to not just me but a lot of other people. So you better be good and well.

2008-03-29T04:26:00.000-07:00

Howdayyeeee, Miss No Life's here to save this pathetic, screwed up, rotting, dead, blog. (Scrunches up face in agony.) Whoever who actually reads this- .............you must be dead bored.

And guess what................

THE MOST UNENTHUSIASTIC, UNCOOPERATIVE, DISFUNCTIONAL, LOSER CLASS, S202' 08 (yes, its my class, so shut up.) HAS FINALLY PLANNED A CLASS T-SHIRT (All in the courtesy of Magdelene and, Lionel for suggesting ideas. Thanks!)

And...

OUR CLASS HAS ALSO FORFEITED SPORTS DAY AND ROAD RUN GAMES!!! Great eh...more vacancies for other people to take part.

Fuck. Our class is the MOST unenthusiastic, inefficient, undesirable, class in the whole of NHHS. It's just a class T-shirt and they have to give so much trouble for us, especially that cheapskate moron, Eugene. If he needs help financially we already pointed out we'd help him but he simply insists that there is no need for a class t-shirt. So bloody kiam siam. And even when Lionel and I were half dead trying so fucking hard to get the votes for the color and design of the T-shirt, everyone is so uncooperative. Seriously, it gets on my nerves. It's not like I want to be cheesy or anything, because I DON'T WANT to be cheesy. But its the last year we're together, and at least we should have something to remember our "PLEASANT" filled days.

Everything that is happening to the class, every single damned meeting, EVERYTHING is planned by us. And what do we get for trying to help this class...NOTHING. Its not that we want to get recognition, but its fucking unfair when we're doing something, someone else gets the fruits of OUR labour when he/she simply just shakes his/her legs and shrug and say 'No time!'. Nobody would stay up all the way at midnight just to find scores and songs for the jamaiyah home like magdelene and noone would wait for magdelene to finish the scores to print it out except me. And we don't get a fucking thank you for doing all that.

Lionel tried so damn hard to get the class bonded, he came out with ideas to go outings but what did the people respond- "No time, want to study..." I DON'T SEE THAT OUR CLASS IS DOING ANY BETTER THAN 201 SO SHUT THE TRAP UP ABOUT WANTING TO STUDY BECAUSE YOU'RE NOT DOING ANY BETTER. And trying to get the class bonded isn't gay. You watching porn, reading anime and playing sf/dota, is just as gay and even more lame.AND WHY IS OUR CLASS SO BLOODY CHEAPSKATE I STILL CAN'T UNDERSTAND IT! @$!@#@!#@

And Mei See though she's silent, she's the one sourcing for information on the prices of the shirts and trying to help the class to find a cheaper alternative. So you all ungrateful basturds who are so bloody cheapskate, you'd better thank her.

And Magdelene, god, I think she's the most pathetic. She's the one slaving everything out for the class, being so enthusiastic about class outings but she never gets any credit. The Jamaiyah home one was the best example, she worked till midnight just to get that fucking CD done and nobody NOBODY said thank you. Goddamn, if she didn't burn that CD you won't get your CIP points. And the preperation of the shirt- its all done by her, the blueprint, the proposal. And for the pastamania outing, she was so enthusiastic about it, I don't blame her for complaining when she found out the outing was almost cancelled. She was soo happily planning what to eat and suddenly all her plans went kaboom.

And if people outside my class think I'm such a bitch bitching about my class, go ahead I don't mind. But if you're from 202 and you're bitching about me and you're not one of the stated above, shut your trap up. Though I'm not creative, I tried my very best to help in other stuff, I did the IT for the jamaiyah home, I did the votings along with Lionel for the class tshirt, and somewhere maybe this week or next I'm gonna go down to the store and check the price and size of the tshirt.

It's so tiring just to communicate with this class and yeah just like mag, I'll be so happy when streaming comes cause I'm so fucking leaving this class, even my primary 6 class when it comes to being bonded is a thousand times better.

Haha and Ruiqi sorry for this post! So full of crap! I promise next time I'll post another with less 'anger' Hahaha!!! And Nick, thanks a billion for being a punchbag and kick ass tomorrow for your canoeing competition!!!! Best luck that HwaChong will win!!!! (Hwachong will win!)

2008-01-26T04:28:00.000-08:00

Its exactly 20 days, 480 hours, 28 800 minutes exactly(for you information, I didn't calculate it myself, got it from the help of my oh so godly calculator), from my previous post to today's post. Well, you can't expect me the busy/lazy person, to update frequently every single day. Decided to update today partially cause Magdelene's been bothering me to and cause I'm rather honoured by Alicia's comment ;D Haha (Hou lian pi alert)

The last few days, okay la not last few days, only last two days, our class hosted the 大连 exchange students. The first morning manage to skip the all-hated attire check, seriously BLim's droning on and on about no ankle socks, no long hair, no long fringes, 50:50 ratio is getting on my nerves. Every single dreaded morning, she says the exact same thing, sometimes I really wonder if she's some alien disguised to bring mass distruction to the innocent minds of Nan Hua High school students *coughs*

Anyway, had the ice breaker games in the hall and I'd grade my hosting skills 3.5/5, I think I make a rather good tour guide (although I'm not so fluent in chinese) ;D Okay la, I'm just saying this to boost up my self esteem so don't mind me. After the whole ice breaking thing, I had to of all damned horrors, pair up with the most lousy, cheap, inefficient, irresponsible, bossy, thick-skinned, stupid, not-good-still-act-as-he's-god, KENNETH BEE YONG JUN.

I tell you, I've never seen such a THICK SKINNED fella in my whole entirely bloody damn cursed life. He's like so irresponsible and for the whole two days everything from hosting to showing them around the school was done by me. What the hell is his problem la, busy sticking his already brainless head in the toilet bowl ar, sickening shit. After the hosting thing still so happy going around to 'flaunt' at what the China students gave him as a farewell present.

But overall I'd rate the hosting thing as successful, except for some China students who think we owe them a big living. One of them who was suppose to go to another class and when told by Lixin, scolded her. So thick skinned and bossy, cannot stand this type of people, not like we kill their ancestors or steal their ancestor's plate, act like some president kid.

I'll end the post here if not I'll start talking about what I think about my miserly life, okay no la, I'll start critisizing everything I don't like, which is practically almost everything except food. Oh yeah, mentioning on food, I just ate a German imported cheesecake (sounds so good right I know :D ) and its HEAVENLY!!!!! God I never ate such a cheesecake before in my life, so damn good. Well, I'm thinking about it right now!

Adios! Good night and cheesecake dreams! :D (Ps, Magdelene's paranoid about people blocking her in msn, so people, START BLOCKING HER NOW ;D )

2008-01-06T05:18:00.000-08:00

Today is officially the 6th of the bimbotic month, January, where the over-sleeping habits and laziness cannot be tolerated. To top it all, this year’s my streaming year and I had better start studying if I want my dream subject combo – English, HCL, Pure Science, A & E Math, geography. Oh I wishuponafallingstar that I can get at least a B4 for math this year or I might as well vanish my thought of studying double math when I can’t even grasp the elementary level…

So far life’s been quite okay, 50-50 of everything :/ School’s been quite a bore, nothing much happened except for the fact I bumped into BLim, it was a rather ‘great’ way to end that day… As for my teachers, some of them are quite okay others super boring but the face that we got a temporary teacher for English really shocked me. I mean like hello? We’re streaming this year and the school gives us a temporary teacher, seriously can’t we for once get a permanent and settled teacher? Last year we had to change so many teachers for English, English literature and Chemistry and I scored like shit, the school should seriously stop treating our class like some kind of check point for temporary teachers, it really gets on my nerves to see our class treated like some unworthy place for teachers to teach…

And to anger me more, the freaking hell of MISS ONG had to leave the school without telling our class that we have 50 questions on ace learning to complete, and she skips off happily with her filthily cheap and horrendous clothing mixed with life-threatening make up to HuaYi Secondary School. Seriously, I know she doesn’t like our class and thinks we are like some stuck up shit but she’s so irresponsible to just throw the homework to one side and now we have to rush the homework for the test. Can someone pretty please just stick a pitch fork up her ass and kill her, I’ve never in a million years hate a teacher so much, I hope she’s the first and last, its lucky she’s going off to HuaYi if not I swear I will simply go crazy at the sight of her detestable face.

Its already 9:11, I think I had better start packing up and hit the sack cause’ for one, my back bone has not fully recovered and I pratically feel like an 80 year old lady suffering from post-raining syndrome (not that I’ve experienced post raining syndrome) and secondly I’m feeling extremely tired out due to the face of my 9 year old sister jumping into my bed at 7.30 in the morning. Seriously, whoever wants to trade with my sister please email me, I’ll be more than happy!

P.s Isn’t this sign cute? $.$ Hehe okay it just plainly represents money-minded, which equals to me :D Came out with that while ‘entertaining’ Desiree yesterday on msn hahahaa!!!

2007-12-31T21:11:00.000-08:00

Great, its been like a hundredsthousandsmillionskezillion years before I'm updating my blog, the main reason being, I'm rather lazy and have no time :/ But before I start nagging and talking nuts about my life, a very happy new year/ hapy 2008 to everyone out there who's reading this (whom I think is none cause my blog is rather solitary) but anyway hope all your dreams, wishes and expectations come true (unless they clash with mine >:p)

Magdelene
Gosh thanks for being such an entertaining and innovative friend, hope that someone will relief your man hungry craze such as the person mentioned in your msn nick a few days ago :) Thanks for everything and hope that you succeed in whatever mentioned in your blog!!! Happy New Year and hope you come up with an interesting flavour for your 315th nipple! :D

Huizhen
Haha thanks for listening to me complain about almost everything single thing in this world and thanks for being a great listener! Your patience is one that I admire about you (cause well not alot of people can stand my nagging). Hope that you will become fabregas's wife and help him bear a family (like what you wished for)!!! Happy 2008 and may all your dreams come true!

Belvia
Thanks for talking about everything with me and filling up my oh so boring days online, see you tomorrow during school and thanks for being such a nice and loyal friend! You simple rock! :D

Kangli
Haha though you're not commonly online during msn I've missed you and belvia's continuous jokes in class. Hope both of you will lighten up the class once again this year!!! Miss you! :p

Sherlyn
Haha another person I commonly talk to on msn, talking about almost anything I can lay my brainless head on anyway thanks for being such a loyal and nice person. So far in class, you're the first person whom can mantain your patience so well! Happy new year!!!

Cailing
Hahahaha!!! What can I say about you, red-faced. Haha no la, but thanks for being such a nice person to make me laugh during assembly hope our register number stays the same!!! (Okay it will, both of us have a fate with our register numbers!)

To all the other people in 102
Thanks for making up part of my life in 102, and I've enjoyed every single second and minute with all of you. Hope that our last year together will be fruitful and happy!!! Ps. I'll try to be a bit more quiet during class :/

Suay
Suay, what can I say. Nice, forgiving, well mannered, very patient, listening, in simple sense you rock Suay! So sad you're not my class counsellor anymore :/ But anyway I'll still see you regularly!!!!

Alicia
Haha forever making me laugh, just the sight of you makes me laugh! But you rock too and I hope that everything that you wish for will come true!!! You just make badminton more enjoyable and happy!

Vanessa
Very nice and friendly. Hope that your will mother will allow you to buy daily contacts then your eyes won't risk getting hurt anymore! Hahaha, anyway have a happy 2008!!!

Xinying
Haha!!!! Gosh thanks for being my first friend in badminton (and an utterly weird one too) Anyway hope you continue your favour towards horsie and in case you're not aware you can talk to rackets and walls, telecommunication. Haha okay enough of my lame crap but happy new year!!!

Hayati
Haha you simply love audi! Hope that you will get showered with A cash this year!!! Happy new year and 2008!

Amanda
Haha one of the most quiet but you rock too!!! And I think you should take higher art like Evia said you're simply good in designing! Hope that you will excel in 2008 (I don't even need to hope you will excel!) Happy new year!!!

All of my seniors
Man, thanks for being such great seniors!!! All of you make badminton enjoyable and happy, thanks for pointing out our mistakes and helping us, all of you rock big time!!! <3 And a very happy new year and hope that life in Sec 3 will be great for all of you!!!

And a special one requested by Ruiqi!
Haha thank you for being such a nice senior and captain! Hope that he will like you as well and that he will never forget you HAHAHAAAH ;) Anyway have a nice 2008 and get accustomed to Sec3 fast and excel and everything that you do!!! You rock !!! <3
TAGS.

Vivien: You so pretty, surely got people ask you to stead before!!! :P
Xinying: Haha! Updated already and relinked, and you communicate with anything one la especially well with communicating with horses >:p!
Ruiqi: Haha relinked! And your tagboard must change I cannot access!!!
Alik: Haha ya rock big time too!!! Cailing: Haha relinked and late happy christmas and HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! And I've shrunk in the holidays D:
Mandy: Eeeeeeee he's okay but Megan Fox is so hot!!! How can marry him!!!
Hayati: Haha yeah cause very nice I find it! :D
Resnepc: Haha good tag more :)
Sherlyn: Haha HAPPY NEW YEAR TO YOU!!! :D
Jane: HAPPY NEW YEAR TO YOU!!! And have a nice time in your first year of sec school! :D
xinhui: Haha Yoyoyo and happy new year to you!!!
Lionel: Haha posted already la!!! Happy new year btw!

2007-12-12T22:44:00.000-08:00

Woke up today morning with my hair totally out of place and very messy, you can say I looked like a female version of Albert Einstein minus the big brains or Frankenstein's wife. In simpler sense, its an early warning to tell me that I should get my hair cut, so is anyone interested in cutting their beloved hair yet? Please call me at 9*** ****, thank you oh so very much.

There's practically nothing to do right now and I'm staring at my sister, who has the brains of a 9 but a body of a 6++ is playing "doctor doctor" with her big soft toy bear. Its a miracle how these young kids are able to talk to soft toys as if they are their friends. Supernatural powers like how Xianlin saw Xinying communicating with rackets and wall paintings. But please forgive her, cutiepie is going rather out of her mind these days :/ Sad...

Bored/Crazy Xinying= Communication with walls + rackets.

Was browsing through the so self-claimed 'SINGAPORE'S LEADING FASHION & BEAUTY MAGAZINE' Female magazine and radomnly saw this picture of Megan Fox. I've no idea why but I think she has a rather special face. She's a model/actress and currently engaged to actor Brian Austin Green.

Megan Fox. I can't seem to find any pictures of her on the web.

Brian Austin Green. Not very handsome, sadly.

TAGS.
Lionel: Haha the alignment is like that so I made the tagboard small :D
Xinying: I like mah :P And I can't access to your tagboard!!!
Vivien: Hehe :) Vivien are you in love? <3
Xinyi: Cause nice mah!!! :D
Qihui: Sobs D: I know I very short but I still taller than the tagboard!!!

2007-12-12T01:00:00.001-08:00

Made another blog! Haha I guess I'm getting bored with my other blog :\ Nothing much to do these days, its either going for training in the wee hours of the morning when everyone else is engaged in their beautiful dreams of pansy, parties and ponies or staring at the soon-going-to-get-me-fedup computer. I'm silently praying every night that the 1st of January 2008 faster arrives then I'll be freed from the cycle of boredom.

I was browsing through the section of the past few days 'Home' and the article on some malaysian worker's feet and leg being amputated caught my attention. A few, okay about twenty 'kind-hearted souls' donated like around a total of $30k to this man. I'm like dumbfounded. I'm not trying to be hard hearted or anything but when there are fellow singaporeans who suffer from maybe kidney failure, its like a once in a blue moon you'll see some kind samaritian donating like a whole thirty thousand dollars to the locals however when foreigners get some kind of misfortune, there will be some kind of 'kind' campaign to support the foreigners. Weird people.

TAGS.
Ruiqi: Apples are very nice!!! Its sweet and crunchy!
Xinying: Haha yeah I agree with you cutiepiex, apples are nice!
Evia: Haha my mother doesn't twit but she talk cares too much about her pronounciation until its abit irritating.
Huizhen: Hahaha so now you know why it isn't surprising when people call me complain queen! And faster come online you fabregas wife!
Mandy: Haha okay! Thanks!
Desiree: Haha have a nice and safe trip! And miss me too!!! X10000000000 LOVE!!!