Today I went to town with Ying Xia and asked Daryl to come along. We went to NYDC for lunch and well we didn't exactly have lunch since those two boo boos already ate! So much for making me starve myself in the morning. And of course, me being the shy little twat that I am, felt embarrassed to have a whole meal in front of them. So I settled for what Daryl was having, Potato salad with bacon and lettuce. I added in cheese and spicy stuff too. Then we had the desert. I forgot the name but it was two scoops of vanilla ice cream with chocolate syrup all over and some brownies and whipped cream. It cost $9.50!!! But the three of us shared so it was okay. I wanted to take a picture of it but I didn't bring my camera. Damn. No opportunity to cam-whore today. Bleagh.
Went to Heeren after that and we were messing around at the Rip Curl store. We were commenting and critiscising their tank tops and took silly pictures in their hats. Yixie, remember to send me the picture ok? It was fun and Daryl got absolutely bored. Then he had another thing coming. Lol! YingXia wanted to be lingere and we didn't tell Daryl about it till we met up. LMAO! He looked horrifyed. Well in the end we ended up going from Heeren to Cathay Cineleisure to Taka. Lol. It was a fun outing.
Received news from Christine that there's this thing going on at Zouk next tuesday. Definitely going with YX and D. But missing Ning a lot cuz it would've been a whole lot more fun if she was around. >< However it's on the day of my Dad's Birthday so there might be some clash. But hopefully I can manage it.
Saturday, November 25, 2006
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
Blohhhhh
I went back to school today for History. Grrrr. I hate the Arab Israeli Conflict and Islamic Fundamentalism that we're studying. There's so much information that my brain circuits have fused. I have no idea how to study for it for next year's block test. But my history teacher is an insightful man and I think I have learned a lot about the on-going conflict that's going on in the Middle East and well my understanding of the situation has definitely improved.
Later went to lunch with Adeline. It was cool to hang out with her since like we haven't done so before. I mean I have known her for almost a year and this was the first time we were hanging out. We bitched about our secondary schools and how awfully strict they are. Haha! It was seriously fun to talk to her and then later on the ride home on 39 we both fell asleep. Heh!
Just now was playing bejewelled with Daryl. He owned the game. First try 32000+. The only one on our buddy list who has the highest score is Jean 38000+ but she took 6 tries. And I am the third with a pathetic 17000+. Blaaaaaaaaah!
Can't wait to go to India. I dunno why but I feel seriously homesick. Blaaaaaaaaaah! Ok bye! :) Tmr there's guitar practice. Too intensive but it's for SYF. Hopefully we can win Gold.
Later went to lunch with Adeline. It was cool to hang out with her since like we haven't done so before. I mean I have known her for almost a year and this was the first time we were hanging out. We bitched about our secondary schools and how awfully strict they are. Haha! It was seriously fun to talk to her and then later on the ride home on 39 we both fell asleep. Heh!
Just now was playing bejewelled with Daryl. He owned the game. First try 32000+. The only one on our buddy list who has the highest score is Jean 38000+ but she took 6 tries. And I am the third with a pathetic 17000+. Blaaaaaaaaah!
Can't wait to go to India. I dunno why but I feel seriously homesick. Blaaaaaaaaaah! Ok bye! :) Tmr there's guitar practice. Too intensive but it's for SYF. Hopefully we can win Gold.
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
Promo fiasco
Well promo results are out and I feel relieved that I got promoted. But that's just about it. I am not at all satisfied with what I got. BBBCE. Not very encouraging. I feel I should have gotten at least an A for History, GP and Economics. But they got downgraded to B. But I am happy with Lit, I honestly did not expect a C after that fiasco. However, Maths is worrying me. I am supposed to be good in maths, then why am I doing so badly? I feel very depressed. And at this point, parents don't help either. All they did was critiscize my maths grade and completely ignore my other grades. Sigh.
In a way I guess they are motivating me but sometimes it feels nice to hear them say, "Well done!" But this time I guess I have only mself to blame. I should have studied harder and longer. I should've sacrificed CS, Warcraft and Maple and studied! I truly regret it. I am taking this as a wake-up call, like my dad said. Next year is crucial. Next year is the last chance I have to launch a successful career for myself. It is one opportunity that I cannot afford to screw up at all costs. Which is why I have come up with 3 resolutions in the wake of the Promo disaster.
1) Study for longer hours everyday
2) Pay close attention in Lecture and Tutorials (no more fooling around!)
3) Sort out my priorities and ditch gaming and TV addictions.
Seriously, this is my final shot. And I am not going to screw it. I will work hard to make BBBCE to AAAAA. Definitely! I have faith in myself.
As for my 121 classmates, I have faith in all of you. No matter how you guys performed, remember this is not the end of the world. You may have lost the battle (like me) this time, but remember the A-levels is the War and that is something we will all win. Let's all work hard towards the As.
And for those who didn't make it or got provisionaly advanced, all I can say is work harder! Put in your best efforts because we all know you guys can do it! All you need is a bit of hard work. I have faith in you guys. I love you all loads! Rock on 121! You guys have been amazing.
In a way I guess they are motivating me but sometimes it feels nice to hear them say, "Well done!" But this time I guess I have only mself to blame. I should have studied harder and longer. I should've sacrificed CS, Warcraft and Maple and studied! I truly regret it. I am taking this as a wake-up call, like my dad said. Next year is crucial. Next year is the last chance I have to launch a successful career for myself. It is one opportunity that I cannot afford to screw up at all costs. Which is why I have come up with 3 resolutions in the wake of the Promo disaster.
1) Study for longer hours everyday
2) Pay close attention in Lecture and Tutorials (no more fooling around!)
3) Sort out my priorities and ditch gaming and TV addictions.
Seriously, this is my final shot. And I am not going to screw it. I will work hard to make BBBCE to AAAAA. Definitely! I have faith in myself.
As for my 121 classmates, I have faith in all of you. No matter how you guys performed, remember this is not the end of the world. You may have lost the battle (like me) this time, but remember the A-levels is the War and that is something we will all win. Let's all work hard towards the As.
And for those who didn't make it or got provisionaly advanced, all I can say is work harder! Put in your best efforts because we all know you guys can do it! All you need is a bit of hard work. I have faith in you guys. I love you all loads! Rock on 121! You guys have been amazing.
Saturday, November 04, 2006
A little observation
I just realized trusting people can be a lot harder than I orginially imagined. Okay, maybe not this whole trust thing but more like depending on someone kind of thing. The point is, at the end of the day, if I take the plunge, will he take the plunge with me?
Luis gave me some great advice today. In the true words of D-generation X, "SUCK IT!" Lol! Thanks. Seriously I couldn't care less about who likes me or who doesn't. If you think I am not likeable and you want to advice your friends into doing the same go ahead. I seriously don't need people in my life who can't make a decision for themselves and needs your influence to do so. See if I care...
Luis gave me some great advice today. In the true words of D-generation X, "SUCK IT!" Lol! Thanks. Seriously I couldn't care less about who likes me or who doesn't. If you think I am not likeable and you want to advice your friends into doing the same go ahead. I seriously don't need people in my life who can't make a decision for themselves and needs your influence to do so. See if I care...
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
Friendship
You know what I just realized? I had a very bad misconception for the longest time. I used to think that if you had many friends, you'd be truly happy. Which is why I was all out making friends in secondary school. And guess what? I got stabbed in the back, humiliated, rejected and all the possible nightmares you can think of. It explains why I was so reserved during the first 3 months at YJ, alienating myself most of the time, allowing myself to keep only a few friends.
Yeah sure I mean everyone says hi and hello but that's the expected decorum of society. Other than that, I am not sure if I feel anything for them. I mean yeah if they ever need help, I'll gladly help them. If they need a shoulder to cry on, I'll happily lend it to them. But somehow I'll never be attached to them in the certain way I am attached to my closest friends in YJ. Yixie. Ning. Kings. Tiwari (yeah I know, go ahead and gasp). Daryl (To some extent, when he doesn't tease me about who's going to be our new CT. :P). I don't know what I'll do without these guys. They are my life at school and I know I can tell them my deepest darkest miseries and they'll still smile and tell me to move on. I love you guys a lot!
I have now understood that it's quality not quantity that matters. You can have 100 friends but can you be certain all 100 of them are going to stand by you, no matter what? Through thick and thin? Yeah some will but what about the rest? But if you only focused and devoted all your love and friendship to those few you know will stick by you, won't it make it much nicer? Isn't the concept of being cosy well practiced and accepted? Hmmm? Well if you're reading this and you happen to be one whose name's not mentioned, don't take offence. I love you and I'll always be your friend. But they're just more special to me. Sorry. :)
Yeah sure I mean everyone says hi and hello but that's the expected decorum of society. Other than that, I am not sure if I feel anything for them. I mean yeah if they ever need help, I'll gladly help them. If they need a shoulder to cry on, I'll happily lend it to them. But somehow I'll never be attached to them in the certain way I am attached to my closest friends in YJ. Yixie. Ning. Kings. Tiwari (yeah I know, go ahead and gasp). Daryl (To some extent, when he doesn't tease me about who's going to be our new CT. :P). I don't know what I'll do without these guys. They are my life at school and I know I can tell them my deepest darkest miseries and they'll still smile and tell me to move on. I love you guys a lot!
I have now understood that it's quality not quantity that matters. You can have 100 friends but can you be certain all 100 of them are going to stand by you, no matter what? Through thick and thin? Yeah some will but what about the rest? But if you only focused and devoted all your love and friendship to those few you know will stick by you, won't it make it much nicer? Isn't the concept of being cosy well practiced and accepted? Hmmm? Well if you're reading this and you happen to be one whose name's not mentioned, don't take offence. I love you and I'll always be your friend. But they're just more special to me. Sorry. :)
Stupid PW
I hate PW! It's a fucked up subject which doesn't deserve priority. But oh well...gotta pass it either way. Grrrrrrr! I just hope OP is over! Can't wait for PW to end. Then I'll truly celebrate.
Heart of Darkness Rocks!
I know it's quite cliched to say this but hey, I had a really good day in school today, considering I have been suffering from massive depression the past few months and also focusing too much on my insecurites. But strangely things went so well today, thanks to two of my friends, Kings and Yixie. Ironically it happened when we were going home. Since it wasn't 1.30 pm yet, we weren't allowed to leave the school compound, so we lingered on near the Guard House. We got so bored that we started playing a really lame game called "Take 3 steps forward and then 2 steps backward". Then Mr. Tay went by and asked us what we were doing. When we explained our "game" to him, he improvised and adviced us to walk all the way to the courtyard and take one step at a time. According to his calculations, he said, "By the time we reach the Guard House, it'll already be 1.30", with that he just went off. Lol! Funny guy!
Another reason for my happiness is this!
YES! Finally got it. This is our last Lit text for the A-levels and I have been looking forward to this! Yeah sure it cost me $15 but it was money well spent. Not like as if I had an option of not buying but still, Christine and I are the only ones from our class who have purchased the book so far. Wheeeeeeeee!
Tomorrow I have to go back to school to do a stupid survey which our class didn't do today. We rock. We always do things as a class, that includes skipping tutorial, which our dear P21 did once. That also Econs because Ms Koh wasn't around. Oh boy, I don't think I'll ever forget the scolding we got from Mr. Syn because he was waiting for us at our venue and no one showed up! LOL! :D
Anyway, just because I feel like it, let me show you all of my Lit texts ok?
Ok, gotta go. Going to continue reading Heart of Darkness.
Boedi Oetomo
Kingsley finds this funny! Booo!
According to him, "I find it funny because you (me) were talking to your brother...ah you know the rest *funny smirk*" Go Figure.
Going for Spencer's Lit in a while.......bah!
Incase you can't figure it out, I am at school.
According to him, "I find it funny because you (me) were talking to your brother...ah you know the rest *funny smirk*" Go Figure.
Going for Spencer's Lit in a while.......bah!
Incase you can't figure it out, I am at school.
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
The Prestige
Yep! Finally watched it. Loved it. Hugh hugh hugh. My Hottie Hugh! I won't reveal anything here. Go watch it yourself but all I can say is that it's bloody good! Whooooooo!
Friday, October 27, 2006
Bad bad bad
I watched 10 Things I hate About You and the movie rocked! Seriously, who can resist the sexy Heath Ledger with long hair and a very sexy Aussie accent? Julia Stiles of course! This is one awesome romantic teen flick/comedy featuring my David Krumholtz. You'd know David more as the Mathematical prodigy Charlie Epps in Numb3rs. Anyway, I wasted the whole day, doing practically nothing other than watching movies.
Yeah, today I watched a grand total of 4 movies and Disney Channel. I watched Exorcist: The Begining, Scary Movie 4 (couldn't resist watching the Exorcist parody), 10 Things I Hate About You and of course at the moment I am watching the sexy Keanu Reeves in Constantine. Wheeee! Like I always say, the Devil's gay in that movie...gives me scarring images of the devil and Lucifer. Oh my God! Someone please make me stop, staple my mouth if need be! I am so going to hell for this.
I can't wait for normal lessons to resume at school. School life is becoming boring and lethargic with intense mother tongue lessons and PW. I have free periods during mt and PW is something I absolutely loathe and hate. So you can imagine what a drag it is for me to go to school. Which kind of explains why in this week, I only went to school once. Oh but before you go around thinking I am delinquent, let me explain that Tuesday and Friday (today, you dolt!) were declared a holiday while Monday was a half day. I graced my presence at school on Wednesday and was mortified by how boring school life has become. Sheesh!
Can't wait for Week 10. It's going to be intense revision for next year and there's Econs and Maths and History everyday! Not too enthusiastic over Literature but I am making an effort to really enjoy the subject and hopefully get an A next year. Plus promo results are going to be released. It's ridiculous they're making us wait for so long. Can you imagine the anxiety we are all put through? Hopefully I can do well. I know I can pass because the papers went okay, not disastrous. Let's just hope I can do well enough to acheive the target I set for myself. Also, what I am most afraid of is that what if my class gets split up? I don't want my friends to retain. I wish everyone got promoted so that we can have joyful J2 year as Class 221, the most annoying class in YJC. Heee! Well let's hope for the best! :D
Yeah, today I watched a grand total of 4 movies and Disney Channel. I watched Exorcist: The Begining, Scary Movie 4 (couldn't resist watching the Exorcist parody), 10 Things I Hate About You and of course at the moment I am watching the sexy Keanu Reeves in Constantine. Wheeee! Like I always say, the Devil's gay in that movie...gives me scarring images of the devil and Lucifer. Oh my God! Someone please make me stop, staple my mouth if need be! I am so going to hell for this.
I can't wait for normal lessons to resume at school. School life is becoming boring and lethargic with intense mother tongue lessons and PW. I have free periods during mt and PW is something I absolutely loathe and hate. So you can imagine what a drag it is for me to go to school. Which kind of explains why in this week, I only went to school once. Oh but before you go around thinking I am delinquent, let me explain that Tuesday and Friday (today, you dolt!) were declared a holiday while Monday was a half day. I graced my presence at school on Wednesday and was mortified by how boring school life has become. Sheesh!
Can't wait for Week 10. It's going to be intense revision for next year and there's Econs and Maths and History everyday! Not too enthusiastic over Literature but I am making an effort to really enjoy the subject and hopefully get an A next year. Plus promo results are going to be released. It's ridiculous they're making us wait for so long. Can you imagine the anxiety we are all put through? Hopefully I can do well. I know I can pass because the papers went okay, not disastrous. Let's just hope I can do well enough to acheive the target I set for myself. Also, what I am most afraid of is that what if my class gets split up? I don't want my friends to retain. I wish everyone got promoted so that we can have joyful J2 year as Class 221, the most annoying class in YJC. Heee! Well let's hope for the best! :D
Thursday, October 26, 2006
WTC - 9/11
Yesterday during History we watched this 9/11 video shot live by 2 filmmakers. Actually they were filming one guy from the NY Fire Station. Well the fire department got a call that there was a supposed underground gas leak near WTC buildings and they went there to investigate. One of the film makers tagged along and he was video taping the incident and for a moment diverted his camera to capture the WTC building and BOOM! The first plane crashed into the South tower and the explosion was caught live on tape.
It was really disturbing because you can almost feel what the people trapped in WTC building were feeling. I mean, you have a burning plane stuck on the 80th floor and jet fuel has damaged the elevator and you have no chance of escaping. You stay there, trapped in an inferno, because from the looks of it, the site of collision was burning. I am assuming the 80th floor and a few other floors were burning as well. I almost choked in tears as I tried to imagine what the people felt.
But it was great to watch how firemen from all over New York poured into WTC building within minutes after receiving the call. They mobilised themselves quickly and the cheifs set up a command centre at the lobby. But you know what really really hurt and disturbed me? Was when the narrator said that the people couldn't be evacuated through the lobby door because there were not only debries falling, but people too. I mean you could hear it, a big THUD and you could tell someone just ended his/her life. I mean I heard from people who watched the whole tragedy and how traumatized they were when they saw people jumping down from those high floors, some of them on fire...it was just sad and painful.
Then, the filmmaker managed to capture the collapse of the whole South tower. He was inside the tower when it collapsed! However, him and the other firemen managed to escape unharmed but you could hear the noise and the trembles when the tower was collapsing. That was just part 1. Mr. Tay says there's a part 2 to the tragedy. I seriously don't think I can take anymore of it. Even though this is supposed to give us an overview of our next History topic, that is Islamic Fundamentalism but seriously, I never took the WTC tragedy seriously until yesterday. By that I mean, yeah sure I heard about the tragedy and I felt bad for the people who lost their loved ones but this...it just gave me a whole new image of what happened on 9/11/2001. And today I truly feel pained about this tragedy. I mean how could people do this to their own kind? I mean sure the terrorists think they're fighting their own battle but no religion preaches taking the life of innocent people as a honourable thing to do.
I hope nothing of this sort happens in the future. Can't everyone just live in peace?
It was really disturbing because you can almost feel what the people trapped in WTC building were feeling. I mean, you have a burning plane stuck on the 80th floor and jet fuel has damaged the elevator and you have no chance of escaping. You stay there, trapped in an inferno, because from the looks of it, the site of collision was burning. I am assuming the 80th floor and a few other floors were burning as well. I almost choked in tears as I tried to imagine what the people felt.
But it was great to watch how firemen from all over New York poured into WTC building within minutes after receiving the call. They mobilised themselves quickly and the cheifs set up a command centre at the lobby. But you know what really really hurt and disturbed me? Was when the narrator said that the people couldn't be evacuated through the lobby door because there were not only debries falling, but people too. I mean you could hear it, a big THUD and you could tell someone just ended his/her life. I mean I heard from people who watched the whole tragedy and how traumatized they were when they saw people jumping down from those high floors, some of them on fire...it was just sad and painful.
Then, the filmmaker managed to capture the collapse of the whole South tower. He was inside the tower when it collapsed! However, him and the other firemen managed to escape unharmed but you could hear the noise and the trembles when the tower was collapsing. That was just part 1. Mr. Tay says there's a part 2 to the tragedy. I seriously don't think I can take anymore of it. Even though this is supposed to give us an overview of our next History topic, that is Islamic Fundamentalism but seriously, I never took the WTC tragedy seriously until yesterday. By that I mean, yeah sure I heard about the tragedy and I felt bad for the people who lost their loved ones but this...it just gave me a whole new image of what happened on 9/11/2001. And today I truly feel pained about this tragedy. I mean how could people do this to their own kind? I mean sure the terrorists think they're fighting their own battle but no religion preaches taking the life of innocent people as a honourable thing to do.
I hope nothing of this sort happens in the future. Can't everyone just live in peace?
Monday, October 23, 2006
Xabiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii
I feel mesmerized by this man.
He is so sophisticated.
Eloquent.
Elegant.
Gentle.
Fluffy.
Almost like a teddy bear.
His name is Xabi Alonso.
He is so sophisticated.
Eloquent.
Elegant.
Gentle.
Fluffy.
Almost like a teddy bear.
His name is Xabi Alonso.
My adventures at vivo
Went to Vivo City on Friday to celebrate the end of promos with Yixie and Daryl. It was fun! I mean Vivo was like any other shopping mall, with lots of shop, even the new outlet, Gap. I'd say Gap's just a fake immitation of Levi. At least that's what all the Jeans looked like. Anyway, the funny thing at Vivo is that there is no decent place to eat. We went to Sakae but the prices scared the crap out of us. Then we ventured into some of the restaurants, knowing well enough that we couldn't afford it, and were mersmerized by the prices.
Eventually we settled for Subway, which ironically was outside Vivo City. It was in the Harbourfront mall. Anyway, we ended up spending almost 10 bucks on a meal. Lol! See?
Eventually we settled for Subway, which ironically was outside Vivo City. It was in the Harbourfront mall. Anyway, we ended up spending almost 10 bucks on a meal. Lol! See?
After eating, we went boozing. Haha! We devirginized Daryl. Not in that sense you stupid little pervert. It was D's first experience with alcohol. So he stuck to a Vodka (5% alc) . Haha!
We would've gotten a Ben and Jerry's if the stall was open. Anyway, went home around 10.30+ and my parents were running a riot. Stupid people. I mean hello, which part of EXAMS ARE OVER do they not understand? Anyway, I was too tired to argue so I went straight to bed. Muahahahahhaa!
Friday, October 20, 2006
Fun Fun Fun
Resa and I have the funniest conversations ever. Today, we were talking about Girls Aloud and how we should audition for it, she said we should form our own band with 2 of our favourite footballers who might just consider a change in profession. Iker Casillas and Luis Figo. Here's the conversation.
You asked me to describe you in 2 words, here they are : Obsessive Compulsive Pyschotic Bitch...oh that's 4 words... says:
let's go and audition
maybe i'm just bad luck says:
or we can form our own band!
You asked me to describe you in 2 words, here they are : Obsessive Compulsive Pyschotic Bitch...oh that's 4 words... says:
yeah.
You asked me to describe you in 2 words, here they are : Obsessive Compulsive Pyschotic Bitch...oh that's 4 words... says:
hee
You asked me to describe you in 2 words, here they are : Obsessive Compulsive Pyschotic Bitch...oh that's 4 words... says:
I can do the guitar since I play it...you can sing...we need a drummer...you think Iker might consider a change of profession?
maybe i'm just bad luck says:
Possibly.
maybe i'm just bad luck says:
but Luis plays drums!
maybe i'm just bad luck says:
he'd be offended we didn't ask him
You asked me to describe you in 2 words, here they are : Obsessive Compulsive Pyschotic Bitch...oh that's 4 words... says:
he can ummm...join our band as long as he promises never to take his shirt off and reveal the hairy body
You asked me to describe you in 2 words, here they are : Obsessive Compulsive Pyschotic Bitch...oh that's 4 words... says:
otherwise, our band's publicity is at stake
maybe i'm just bad luck says:
or if he waxes?
You asked me to describe you in 2 words, here they are : Obsessive Compulsive Pyschotic Bitch...oh that's 4 words... says:
possible...
You asked me to describe you in 2 words, here they are : Obsessive Compulsive Pyschotic Bitch...oh that's 4 words... says:
he could appeal to the mid 30s ladies especially
You asked me to describe you in 2 words, here they are : Obsessive Compulsive Pyschotic Bitch...oh that's 4 words... says:
did you watch the movie coyote ugly?
maybe i'm just bad luck says:
yis!
You asked me to describe you in 2 words, here they are : Obsessive Compulsive Pyschotic Bitch...oh that's 4 words... says:
remember Adam Garcia and how he was being auctioned
You asked me to describe you in 2 words, here they are : Obsessive Compulsive Pyschotic Bitch...oh that's 4 words... says:
maybe after a gig we can do the same with Luis
You asked me to describe you in 2 words, here they are : Obsessive Compulsive Pyschotic Bitch...oh that's 4 words... says:
hahahahaha!
maybe i'm just bad luck says:
*emoticon*
You asked me to describe you in 2 words, here they are : Obsessive Compulsive Pyschotic Bitch...oh that's 4 words... says:
lol
You asked me to describe you in 2 words, here they are : Obsessive Compulsive Pyschotic Bitch...oh that's 4 words... says:
let's go and audition
maybe i'm just bad luck says:
or we can form our own band!
You asked me to describe you in 2 words, here they are : Obsessive Compulsive Pyschotic Bitch...oh that's 4 words... says:
yeah.
You asked me to describe you in 2 words, here they are : Obsessive Compulsive Pyschotic Bitch...oh that's 4 words... says:
hee
You asked me to describe you in 2 words, here they are : Obsessive Compulsive Pyschotic Bitch...oh that's 4 words... says:
I can do the guitar since I play it...you can sing...we need a drummer...you think Iker might consider a change of profession?
maybe i'm just bad luck says:
Possibly.
maybe i'm just bad luck says:
but Luis plays drums!
maybe i'm just bad luck says:
he'd be offended we didn't ask him
You asked me to describe you in 2 words, here they are : Obsessive Compulsive Pyschotic Bitch...oh that's 4 words... says:
he can ummm...join our band as long as he promises never to take his shirt off and reveal the hairy body
You asked me to describe you in 2 words, here they are : Obsessive Compulsive Pyschotic Bitch...oh that's 4 words... says:
otherwise, our band's publicity is at stake
maybe i'm just bad luck says:
or if he waxes?
You asked me to describe you in 2 words, here they are : Obsessive Compulsive Pyschotic Bitch...oh that's 4 words... says:
possible...
You asked me to describe you in 2 words, here they are : Obsessive Compulsive Pyschotic Bitch...oh that's 4 words... says:
he could appeal to the mid 30s ladies especially
You asked me to describe you in 2 words, here they are : Obsessive Compulsive Pyschotic Bitch...oh that's 4 words... says:
did you watch the movie coyote ugly?
maybe i'm just bad luck says:
yis!
You asked me to describe you in 2 words, here they are : Obsessive Compulsive Pyschotic Bitch...oh that's 4 words... says:
remember Adam Garcia and how he was being auctioned
You asked me to describe you in 2 words, here they are : Obsessive Compulsive Pyschotic Bitch...oh that's 4 words... says:
maybe after a gig we can do the same with Luis
You asked me to describe you in 2 words, here they are : Obsessive Compulsive Pyschotic Bitch...oh that's 4 words... says:
hahahahaha!
maybe i'm just bad luck says:
*emoticon*
You asked me to describe you in 2 words, here they are : Obsessive Compulsive Pyschotic Bitch...oh that's 4 words... says:
lol
Thursday, October 19, 2006
Eyelash Wishes - The All American Rejects
I love this song. If you want it, ask me on MSN. :)
"Eyelash Wishes"
Spin around
Tell me what to say
Break down
And no other way
What is it
Is this it
This is it
Back to
I never knew your name
Stick through
Soon after the rain
She shines
How she shines
This is it
And shadows blend one last time (save those kisses)
Your picture speaks on this time (eyelash wishes)
Cause I been up 3 days
Awake awake
2 more weeks
And I’m turning to fade
The world still turns
What makes sense
Stretch this song to a fever cadence
Up 3 days
Awake awake
2 more weeks
And I’m turning to fade
And all things close
All I wish
Never change these distances
Green eyes
Everything I see
Green skies
If left up to me
And I know
And she knows
This is it
And shadows blend one last time (save those kisses)
Your picture speaks on this time (eyelash wishes)
Cause I've been up 3 days
Awake awake
2 more weeks
And I’m turning to fade
The world still turns
What makes sense
Stretch this song to a fever cadence
Up 3 days
Awake awake
2 more weeks
And I’m turning to fade
And all things close
All I wish
Never change these distances
Just be brave
Just listen to me
Your heart gives mine reason to beat
Now
Cause I've been up 3 days
Awake awake
2 more weeks
And I'm turning to fade
The world still turns
What makes sense
Stretch this song to a fever cadence
Up 3 days
Awake awake
2 more weeks
And I'm turning to fade
And all things close
All I wish
Never change these distances
And shadows blend one last time (save those kisses)
Your picture speaks on this time (eyelash wishes)
"Eyelash Wishes"
Spin around
Tell me what to say
Break down
And no other way
What is it
Is this it
This is it
Back to
I never knew your name
Stick through
Soon after the rain
She shines
How she shines
This is it
And shadows blend one last time (save those kisses)
Your picture speaks on this time (eyelash wishes)
Cause I been up 3 days
Awake awake
2 more weeks
And I’m turning to fade
The world still turns
What makes sense
Stretch this song to a fever cadence
Up 3 days
Awake awake
2 more weeks
And I’m turning to fade
And all things close
All I wish
Never change these distances
Green eyes
Everything I see
Green skies
If left up to me
And I know
And she knows
This is it
And shadows blend one last time (save those kisses)
Your picture speaks on this time (eyelash wishes)
Cause I've been up 3 days
Awake awake
2 more weeks
And I’m turning to fade
The world still turns
What makes sense
Stretch this song to a fever cadence
Up 3 days
Awake awake
2 more weeks
And I’m turning to fade
And all things close
All I wish
Never change these distances
Just be brave
Just listen to me
Your heart gives mine reason to beat
Now
Cause I've been up 3 days
Awake awake
2 more weeks
And I'm turning to fade
The world still turns
What makes sense
Stretch this song to a fever cadence
Up 3 days
Awake awake
2 more weeks
And I'm turning to fade
And all things close
All I wish
Never change these distances
And shadows blend one last time (save those kisses)
Your picture speaks on this time (eyelash wishes)
End of Promos
Contrary to the popular belief, I realized that teachers aren't exactly out to get us during exams. I've been told many many times over the past 6 years that teachers plot our downfall by setting the toughest papers during exams. They want us to fail, feel demoralized, feel worthless and stupid. And yes, I know a few teachers who examplify that notion but I realized, in YJ, no matter how stringent the promotional criteria is, the teachers actually want us to pass. And my history teacher is a living testament to that. The paper he set for us today was child's play. The same questions he had gone through over and over again. It is quite obvious he wants us to pass, not only that, he wants us to pass with flying colours. He could've set killer questions but he didn't. He made it easy for us and I thank him for that.
Literature was okay, except the Unseen Poetry section where there was actually a typo-error. And I realized that if the typo-error had been spotted during the exam, it would've made the interpretation of the poem much much easier. Kingsley was the one who found the error and he notified our teacher. Strangely, our teacher has yet to respond to the error. Do you think they should give us compensation marks? Hell yes, because if the error wasn't there, interpreting it would have been much much easier. All my classmates and levelmates have been complaining about how difficult it was to interpret that one pathetic poem. Come on!
Overall, promos went quite okay. I know I can pass everything, and I'm hoping for an A in both Econs and History because they were the best subjects. Maths was reasonable and I'll be content with a B and Literature would probably be a C because of the poem. GP, I am not sure but I know I did enough to ensure at least a C. Maybe a B or if I am lucky, I might get an A. I'll keep my fingers crossed. Anyway, now that the promos are over, there is no point contemplating on what's been done. I know I cannot change my answers or anything, so the best thing is to keep my fingers crossed, hoping I get safely promoted to J2 with my classmates.
Literature was okay, except the Unseen Poetry section where there was actually a typo-error. And I realized that if the typo-error had been spotted during the exam, it would've made the interpretation of the poem much much easier. Kingsley was the one who found the error and he notified our teacher. Strangely, our teacher has yet to respond to the error. Do you think they should give us compensation marks? Hell yes, because if the error wasn't there, interpreting it would have been much much easier. All my classmates and levelmates have been complaining about how difficult it was to interpret that one pathetic poem. Come on!
Overall, promos went quite okay. I know I can pass everything, and I'm hoping for an A in both Econs and History because they were the best subjects. Maths was reasonable and I'll be content with a B and Literature would probably be a C because of the poem. GP, I am not sure but I know I did enough to ensure at least a C. Maybe a B or if I am lucky, I might get an A. I'll keep my fingers crossed. Anyway, now that the promos are over, there is no point contemplating on what's been done. I know I cannot change my answers or anything, so the best thing is to keep my fingers crossed, hoping I get safely promoted to J2 with my classmates.
Tuesday, October 17, 2006
Because it's Lit tomorrow, look what yours truly is doing!!!
| You're Totally Sarcastic |
 You sarcastic? Never! You're as sweet as a baby bunny. Seriously, though, you have a sharp tongue - and you aren't afraid to use it. And if people are too wimpy to deal with your attitutde, then too bad. So sad. |
| You Are Bold And Brave |
 But daring? Not usually? You tend to like to make calculated risks. So while you may not be base jumping any time soon... You are up for whatever's new and (a little) exciting! |
| You Are Creepy |
 Serial killers would run away from you in a flash. |
Oh joy!
Exams
Why is it that people always tremble when the word "Exams" is uttered? Why is it that we feel this utter sense of impending doom approaching us? I mean exams is just a recollection of all the things we have learnt on a normal school day right? Be it maths, or Econs or Lit or even History, why is it that the word exam brings such terror to our hearts and mind? I don't get it. I mean if you revise your work thoroughly, should you really be worried?
Yes, I am saying this in relation to my Promotional Examination which ends on Thursday with the last paper being International History. That means, regurgitating a whole lot of information on the Cold War and how people like Truman, Kennedy, Stalin, Brezhnev and Gorbachev played a part in escalating and ending this long war. But I am not really worried. I don't brag to be the best in History but I am reasonably good. I mean I have yet to fail. On the contrary I have yet to receive an A grade for my essays. So far, my teacher only gave me a high B or a C. I really need to impress him with my essays to earn my A. And I know I can do it, because I'll be frank, I am good in History. At least I am skilled enough to analyse and write according to the question requirements.
Tomorrow's my Lit paper. A subject I am not particularly fond of. Maybe that's because I never get an A for it. No matter how hard I try, it seems like my essays are always lacking either in depth or in analytical comments. I am trying my best and seeing my friends get constant As makes me sad. Of course I don't say this to anyone because I feel happy for them. They are surely doing something different that's getting them such high marks. I have even borrowed a few people's work to see where am I getting wrong. And I still see no clues. Well I am prepared to give one last shot tomorrow and if I still fail to get at least a B, I'm going to have long consultation sessions with my tutors. Maybe they can help me out here.
So far, I am done with Maths and Econs. They didn't go as perfectly as I had hoped. But I know I can get at least a B for both of them. I don't know, maybe if luck is on my side, I might actually get an A for Econs, which means H3!!!! Oh boy, I'd love to do H3 Econs because it's challenging and it requires individual study and research and write a research report. That means I'll be totally on my own but I'm sure I can consult my tutors. My parents are still having some reservations about H3. They are not too keen on me taking it because they fear I may not be able to cope. I don't know. Next year's pretty important, considering I have to sit for the most important exam in my life, The A Levels. I need to ace them in order to get out of Singapore and study some place nice like the States or UK. And my parents refuse to spend money on my overseas higher education unless I do well in the A levels. So that means 4 As.
I know I can do it. I had the excuse in the O-levels because I was doing triple science which I absolutely hated but was forced to take, thanks to my stupid Secondary School. But here I am, in a JC that allowed me to do the subjects that I simply adore. How can I not score straight As? Not only will I be letting my parents down, I'll let my school down because they gave me the sovereignity to choose my own subjects. Plus, I'll let myself down. Oh well, I'll have plenty of time to think about the As. Now to get through the Promos. Bye!
Yes, I am saying this in relation to my Promotional Examination which ends on Thursday with the last paper being International History. That means, regurgitating a whole lot of information on the Cold War and how people like Truman, Kennedy, Stalin, Brezhnev and Gorbachev played a part in escalating and ending this long war. But I am not really worried. I don't brag to be the best in History but I am reasonably good. I mean I have yet to fail. On the contrary I have yet to receive an A grade for my essays. So far, my teacher only gave me a high B or a C. I really need to impress him with my essays to earn my A. And I know I can do it, because I'll be frank, I am good in History. At least I am skilled enough to analyse and write according to the question requirements.
Tomorrow's my Lit paper. A subject I am not particularly fond of. Maybe that's because I never get an A for it. No matter how hard I try, it seems like my essays are always lacking either in depth or in analytical comments. I am trying my best and seeing my friends get constant As makes me sad. Of course I don't say this to anyone because I feel happy for them. They are surely doing something different that's getting them such high marks. I have even borrowed a few people's work to see where am I getting wrong. And I still see no clues. Well I am prepared to give one last shot tomorrow and if I still fail to get at least a B, I'm going to have long consultation sessions with my tutors. Maybe they can help me out here.
So far, I am done with Maths and Econs. They didn't go as perfectly as I had hoped. But I know I can get at least a B for both of them. I don't know, maybe if luck is on my side, I might actually get an A for Econs, which means H3!!!! Oh boy, I'd love to do H3 Econs because it's challenging and it requires individual study and research and write a research report. That means I'll be totally on my own but I'm sure I can consult my tutors. My parents are still having some reservations about H3. They are not too keen on me taking it because they fear I may not be able to cope. I don't know. Next year's pretty important, considering I have to sit for the most important exam in my life, The A Levels. I need to ace them in order to get out of Singapore and study some place nice like the States or UK. And my parents refuse to spend money on my overseas higher education unless I do well in the A levels. So that means 4 As.
I know I can do it. I had the excuse in the O-levels because I was doing triple science which I absolutely hated but was forced to take, thanks to my stupid Secondary School. But here I am, in a JC that allowed me to do the subjects that I simply adore. How can I not score straight As? Not only will I be letting my parents down, I'll let my school down because they gave me the sovereignity to choose my own subjects. Plus, I'll let myself down. Oh well, I'll have plenty of time to think about the As. Now to get through the Promos. Bye!
Monday, October 02, 2006
Photographs And Memories
The rain drops fall against the window
Creating tiny patterns,
The night grows darker,
As he slips into oblivion.
So many photos on the wall,
So many memories
Hidden in them all.
He tries to remember,
But they're lost to him forever.
His life's become a puppet
Fate has become it's string,
Everything he wished to remember
Were gone forever.
As the rain continues to pour
He stares at the wall
He looks at them photos,
One by one,
Still, no memories at all.
He lets out a sigh,
He knows he cannot deny
His memories of her, were lost forever.
And that is the reality,
He knows he must embrace.
Creating tiny patterns,
The night grows darker,
As he slips into oblivion.
So many photos on the wall,
So many memories
Hidden in them all.
He tries to remember,
But they're lost to him forever.
His life's become a puppet
Fate has become it's string,
Everything he wished to remember
Were gone forever.
As the rain continues to pour
He stares at the wall
He looks at them photos,
One by one,
Still, no memories at all.
He lets out a sigh,
He knows he cannot deny
His memories of her, were lost forever.
And that is the reality,
He knows he must embrace.
Who Am I?
Who am I? That's the question which has been bothering me, ever since I graced myself with the book Sophie's World. Usually I am not much of a philosopher and neither do I think much about the existence of mankind or God or anything else. But lately, like dear Sophie in the book, I couldn't help but think who am I? Unlike her, I do not have an anonymous philosopher guiding me through letters in my mail box. So I was forced to think on my own.
I am a girl. I have short black hair, partially fair skin, black eyes, a semi-sharp nose, a pair of normal shaped lips, hands, legs, slightly rounded upper and lower body. But that's just the meta-physical definition of who I am. I have been given a name when I was born. Friends and family call me by that name and a few other pet names they identify me with. When I introduce myself to new people, I say my name " " and they forever remember me with that name. Whenever they hear my name, they'll associate it with a picture of me formulating in their mind.
But I wonder, is that who I am? Just another carbon based life form, functioning for a few decades or so, being given a name to distinguish myself from other life forms? I mean we always preach how clever mankind is from the rest of the animal kingdom and we pride ourselves with our MichelAngelos, Einsteins, Newtons, Picasos, Mozarts and so on. So I get it, I am a part of this ever-progressing race that has named itself as "MAN". So what? Does it really define who I am?
Suppose if I meet an alien from another planet, as barbaric as it sounds, if it was going to ask, "Who are you?" what would I answer to him? That I am a carbon-based life form and I belong to the race called "MAN" and that my name is " ". Wouldn't that be as vague as the alien telling me, "I'm an alien"? I mean there has to be something that defines who I am? Infact, there should be something defining all individual human beings. But what is it?
I'm an aethist by nature, so I dismiss the idea of God creating us and sending us to Earth to serve a purpose. No I'm more of a "I believe what I see" kind of person, so I need substantial proof before I believe in something. Surprisingly, I have never questioned my own existance before, so why am I questioning it now? Can a book really have such an impact on someone like me? Well I don't think I'll ever get an answer to my question in the near future. I'm just hoping someone can explain to me who I really am. I know I am not just a mere individual, part of Mankind. There is something more to it than that. There has to be something more...
I am a girl. I have short black hair, partially fair skin, black eyes, a semi-sharp nose, a pair of normal shaped lips, hands, legs, slightly rounded upper and lower body. But that's just the meta-physical definition of who I am. I have been given a name when I was born. Friends and family call me by that name and a few other pet names they identify me with. When I introduce myself to new people, I say my name " " and they forever remember me with that name. Whenever they hear my name, they'll associate it with a picture of me formulating in their mind.
But I wonder, is that who I am? Just another carbon based life form, functioning for a few decades or so, being given a name to distinguish myself from other life forms? I mean we always preach how clever mankind is from the rest of the animal kingdom and we pride ourselves with our MichelAngelos, Einsteins, Newtons, Picasos, Mozarts and so on. So I get it, I am a part of this ever-progressing race that has named itself as "MAN". So what? Does it really define who I am?
Suppose if I meet an alien from another planet, as barbaric as it sounds, if it was going to ask, "Who are you?" what would I answer to him? That I am a carbon-based life form and I belong to the race called "MAN" and that my name is " ". Wouldn't that be as vague as the alien telling me, "I'm an alien"? I mean there has to be something that defines who I am? Infact, there should be something defining all individual human beings. But what is it?
I'm an aethist by nature, so I dismiss the idea of God creating us and sending us to Earth to serve a purpose. No I'm more of a "I believe what I see" kind of person, so I need substantial proof before I believe in something. Surprisingly, I have never questioned my own existance before, so why am I questioning it now? Can a book really have such an impact on someone like me? Well I don't think I'll ever get an answer to my question in the near future. I'm just hoping someone can explain to me who I really am. I know I am not just a mere individual, part of Mankind. There is something more to it than that. There has to be something more...
Sunday, October 01, 2006
Failure
Failure. I've heard many people speak of it, as if it's a plague threatening all our happiness and making our lives a living hell. Few people told me that failure can be in terms of family, friends, work, studies and even as a community. I don't know much about them but I do know what it's like, being a failure in terms of family and friends and of course studies. It's not like I have never in my life failed a test and felt so down and depressed. But come to think of it, because of such a failure, I have always ended up doing much much much better for my next tests. Why? Because when I failed I felt I let myself down. Yeah sure my parents were disappointed and they told me to pick up from where I left off. But it wasn't so easy for me. I felt humiliated and shattered and that's what motivated me to work so hard, that I aced the next test.
It's always like that. I think I can safely say that failure makes us truly appreaciate the true feeling of success. I know it's such a cliched thing to say but I don't think anyone of us would actually know what a good feeling it is to suceed in something if we didn't experience the heartbreak of a failure. I have always been afraid to fail in every aspect of my life. I'm a perfectionist by nature and am very reserved about who I open up to and stuff. I'm quite the introvert so you can imagine why it's so important for me to be perfect. Let me put this in a nutshell: Failure is not an option for me.
I've been listening to the song Move Along by The All American Rejects and a few words from the lyrics struck me.
"When all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know you do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through
Move along
Move along"
These words are so true. We got to always move along. We can't just sit still and remenisce the past. Like they say, "NO Point Crying Over Spilt Milk."
I've been listening to the song Move Along by The All American Rejects and a few words from the lyrics struck me.
"When all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know you do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through
Move along
Move along"
These words are so true. We got to always move along. We can't just sit still and remenisce the past. Like they say, "NO Point Crying Over Spilt Milk."
I don't know what else to say. This is all I can say for now.
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