Friday, September 30, 2005

I changed after OBS, somehow. For the better or for the worse, I'm not really sure. Supposedly better, no?

Sooner or later, why not now?

Inertia: Once you start, it's hard to stop. Once you stop, it's hard to start. Very true. What's this feeling inside me. I'm afraid of both things. Either or I'm still in a mess. How come all of a sudden everything is so messy.

Ok, I'm alright. Don't ask me whether I'm okay or not because I am fine. At least I'm not dead yet, or have any thoughts of dying. So I am fine. I'm still in charge of my life. Exams are still on. So don't read these if it affects you in any one way. In fact, perhaps I'm going to start having this site password-protected. If you read this, don't ask. If you want to ask, tag. If I hadn't mentioned your name whatsoever, I might not be talking about you, so stop guessing. And as you're reading this now, you are not the only one guessing who all the annoymous people I'm referring to in the past few entries. Almost all the paragraphs or sentences refer to different people at each point in time. So stop thinking I'm referring to you. Because more often than not, I'm not.

Plus it can be very irritating when I'm halfway through my peaceful sleep and the vibration of my phone wakes me up, with a stupid message like "Were you referring to me in your blog?" or "Are you alright?" Hell, I was sleeping. And the last thing you can do when I'm sleeping is to attempt to wake me up.

And sleep cures everything. I always feel better after some sleep. So I'll be alright-er after the sleep. And I won't be alright when you wake me up. How do you know whether I'm asleep. Fantastic question. I would be asleep from about 8pm onwards. So do not, I repeat, DO NOT sms me or call me during the period between 8.01pm to 10pm when I usually take to fall asleep. And when I do wake up due to the vibrations, I solemnly swear to scream, shout, swear as loudly as I can and either ignore your sms and go back to sleep, or start diverting my screams to you.

If you have any pressing matters or questions whatsoever, you can sms after 10pm or before 8pm. I would be too asleep by 10pm to feel the vibrations.

If you've been guilty of smsing me almost every night at about 9pm, yes, you know who you are, STOP DOING IT! Because I was on the verge of opening my window and throwing the handphone out.

I'd have been understanding if the smses were somewhat important or crucial, but NO!

"You asleep? How's your day?"

YES! I was asleep! How did you guess that?! Were you psychic?! And my day had been perfect if not for some idiots who smsed me when I'm sleeping! =)

Or

"Hey. I'm bored. I have ten fingers! Wahahahahahax."

Wow! That's amazing! I have eleven! And that's because I was having this wonderful dream about cutting one of yours off and sticking it onto my left hand with UHU glue. =)

Or

"Are you alright? You sounded so depressed in your recent blog entries..."

I appreciate your concern, really. But the only reason why my recent blog entries sounded depressed is because my past blog entries sounded too happy. Nothing very depressing has happened to me and I'm still alive and kicking. And I will love to be able to sleep in peace as that can double my happiness meter. =)

THE BEST OF THE BEST:

"Boo!"

AhhhhhhhhhhHHHHHHH!!!!!! WHY DID YOU RUIN MY SLEEP?!

Choz.

P.S: I just smashed the printer. Man, I need anger management.

Ability

Ability is to look at a page,
And create a poem.
Ability is to stare into the eyes of fear,
And come out stronger because of it.
Abillity is to walk into a room of strangers,
And come out with friends.
Ability is to admit you're wrong,
When you are wrong.
Ability is to get back up,
When you fall down.
Ability is to believe,
When everything seems lost.

Ability - a simple word, with a complex meaning.
For many, ability is never found, but for all, ability is within.
Ability stares everyone in the face at one time or another.
Whether you ability is how well you shoot hoops,
How well you flip at dancing,
How smart you are at school,
You have ability.
For some, ability is lost by never trying.

Whether never trying to shoot one more time,
Never trying to bend a little more,
Or never trying to score higher in school.

Ability is within.
Ability is yours.

Source

No larh, today is not Inspiring Monday. Just something to motivate all those studying! (you shouldn't be reading this in the first place because computers are one major distraction...)

Anyway, Sandy is in the hospital because she got assaulted in the eye by this guy called Raymond (characters in my Situational Writing yesterday...). Lol. I signed off using Sandy. She was threatened by this guy called Raymond that if Sandy is to make a report, he would stick a pair of scissors into her eyes, the way he did to the boy in the story.

I didn't have anybody to talk to today, since Sandy is in the hospital.

...

Ok larh, stop being retarded.

My mother was so happy to see the trophy. Because she found it amazing that my name is on it. And she found it doubly amazing that the ribbon had three colours instead of one. And it's triply amazing because she never thought I would be able to get any trophy.

I don't know where she hid it now.

I was shivering this morning. It wasn't cold, my sister didn't even had her blanket on when the air con was at 23 degrees celcius. But I felt cold, somehow. Maybe I dreamt of myself in the North Pole last night. Or my sub-conscious told my mind so many lame jokes that I felt cold inside out. Or maybe The Big Friendly Giant came to my house last night and gave me three cold tablets because he saw me perspiring.

...

Lame.

I'm still not feeling the exam panic. I didn't do anything in the library today other than disturbing Mooncake or Priscilla or Weisiang. I had a stack of literature notes in front of me but I did nothing. The Geography textbook was lying hopefully by the side but I still did nothing. The only thing I did was to lend highlighters to Priscilla, and telling more and more lame jokes to make them laugh.

--- half an hour later ---

Crap. I totally forgot I was blogging. I was playing games online. Haha.

-Gone with the wind. Lol. So Priscilla.

I take it as consent.

Thursday, September 29, 2005

One down, and erm, many more to go.

My Ultimate Aim plan is working perfectly. Everytime I'm disheartened by Industrialisation, I flipped to the cover page and I get motivated again. =)

Social Studies and Chinese Paper One tomorrow. I'm ready! (trying best not to think of Chemistry, Physics, Geography which are less than one tenth studied)

AND YES! Since I've already been scoring higher than the lead role of The Ultimate Aim, I have a new goal.

I HAVE to beat him by 50 marks in total for Chinese, Literature, English and Social Studies. If I can't, I must. If I can, I DEFINITELY must!

--- off for final preparations for Chinese compo tomorrow, and plenty of sleep. ---

Initial D
D for Drifting
One and two and three
Four
Coming
Where has it gone
Where have I gone

Tuesday, September 27, 2005

Not right doesn't necessary means wrong. Not wrong doesn't necessary means right.

Yesterday:
I typed a long long long entry which was about twice the length of the OBS post but then it got deleted halfway because time out. I could only recover less than half the post later so I trash the whole thing. So bloody irrtating, so I logged off and went to highlight my dictionary. I told myself I'll stop blogging for one month.

Today:
After a night's sleep, blogger doesn't seem that irritating already. Maybe that post just isn't fated to be published. I came online because Sokmui smsed me to listen to her blog music. (Anyway, I heard none. -_- Maybe something's wrong with my computer, I don't know.) And I felt like blogging, so I blogged.

Something is wrong with me, internally. I'm saying things that I don't mean. And I get aggitated very easily. Sometimes I just want to sit down and do nothing and watch time fly past me. Ok lar, I do that very often. And, I really think I need to get away. That thought is coming back. I'm holding back on to nothing. It's more like dependance. And the same the other way round too. I know. Not sure, but it's nothing like what you think.

Perhaps this October. Or November. I only know it's very soon.

Don't try to analyse me like I do on you lar. What you said isn't anywhere near how it's actually like. Such things like "hanging in mid air", it's not. I may not be very accurate in evaluating myself, but I'm in a clear state of mind to know how it's like and how it's not. No matter what you ask, my answer won't be "I don't know". And counselling doesn't work on me either. In the first place, I don't have any impression that I should need any counselling, so your first step should be to convince me I need it. Otherwise whatever you say, I'll start thinking about your emotions and why you said that etc rather than actually digesting what you said.

That's how I'm like larh. Sometimes I can get very worked up inside, my pulse rate probably hitting like how it was after 2.4km, but then I'm showing no signs at all outside.

A few days ago, I was in class. For some reasons I can't recall, I felt my heartbeat racing, very quickly. Perhaps I was excited, or frightened, I can't remember. But on the exterior, I rested my chin on my palm, bored look, with half closed eyes.

Other times I can appear to be so hyped up, when I'm thinking about some other thing that happened yesterday, considering why it happened, and such things tend to be those which aren't very cheery. Like as I'm blogging now, I'm thinking about Initial D. If I remember correctly, I felt this way after the June chalet last year. When all the thoughts run wild, and I kept getting the feeling that what just happened in the last second has happened before and I'm living in my dream.

Weird huh, Sheryl said she experienced this very often. This is my second time.

And there were times when I just stared into space, waiting for that day where I can see some particles floating around.

I'm considering. (Okay this sentence just came to my mind and so I typed it out.)

I changed the song in the background. This is a song which I first heard last year in late November, and I liked it quite alot.

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SEAL - Kiss From A Rose

There used to be a greying tower alone on the sea.
You became the light on the dark side of me.
Love remained a drug that's the high and not the pill.
But did you know,
That when it snows,
My eyes become large and
The light that you shine can be seen.

Baby,
I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.
Ooh,
The more I get of you,
Stranger it feels, yeah.
And now that your rose is in bloom.
A light hits the gloom on the grey.

There is so much a man can tell you,
So much he can say.
You remain,
My power, my pleasure, my pain, baby
To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny.
Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby?

But did you know,
That when it snows,
My eyes become large and the light that you shine can be seen.

Baby,
I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.
Ooh, the more I get of you
Stranger it feels, yeah
Now that your rose is in bloom.
A light hits the gloom on the grey.

I've been kissed by a rose on the grey,
I've been kissed by a rose
I've been kissed by a rose on the grey,
...And if I should fall along the way
I've been kissed by a rose
...been kissed by a rose on the grey.

There is so much a man can tell you,
So much he can say.
You remain
My power, my pleasure, my pain.
To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny, yeah
Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby.

But did you know,
That when it snows,
My eyes become large and the light that you shine can be seen.

Baby,
I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.
Ooh, the more I get of you
Stranger it feels, yeah
Now that your rose is in bloom,
A light hits the gloom on the grey.

Yes I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey
Ooh, the more I get of you
Stranger it feels, yeah
And now that your rose is in bloom
A light hits the gloom on the grey
Now that your rose is in bloom,
A light hits the gloom on the grey.

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Sandy isn't very happy. I don't know why.

I've got to go. My father bought durians. Perhaps food can cheer Sandy up. Or I'll try telling her lame jokes later.

ChoZ.

Sunday, September 25, 2005

I'm blogging more often now that it's the HT period than when it's not.

I haven't studied today. I've been slacking throughout today. I watched many VCDs/DVDs again. Lol. And and and, the HT panic is still not here yet!! Somebody scare me please! -_-

I know it's 4 days left. 4 days, only. And I've 4/5 of Chemistry, all of Physics, all of Geography, all of Literature, AMaths, EMaths left to study. That is, if I leave out the preparation work before the exam itself --- memorizing.

It's not even enough if I schedule one day for each subject, yes I know.

Am I supposed to panic now...?

AhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhHHHHHH~~~





....





No larh, I'm still not panicking. Lol. Where's the motivation to study?! It's like, everybody die one day, somebody die everyday, and you won't know when it's your turn. (Choi, but yah...) And I keep thinking of things like, I finish studying everything (not possible anyway), and finished all the papers, and then that day I leave the school building, and I get knocked down by a car and I die in a pool of blood.

NOT WORTH IT RIGHT?!!

I know the possiblity of that happening is very slim, but, but, butttttt, I'm always so pessimistic. =X

Plus, it's always comforting to know there are people who have only read through 3 chapters of SS, and not even started on other subjects. That is, Anson.

But then again, it's A-n-s-o-n. It's an universal truth that the "mathematical geeko" (quote Sokmui) can score A1s without practising Maths, can score A1s just by flipping through Chemistry and Physics textbooks, can score A1s by studying Geography on that day itself, can score A1s as easily as ABCs. Does not apply to Chinese though. Haha.

So there isn't anything comforting.

But this term, I just want to make sure I can promote, haha. Because no matter how well or badly I do, I can't bring the results to next year, can I? Okay, I know that's not the point, but that's my thinking. Lol. Moreover, it is impossible to get the first three positions in 3/1, since Anson and Son already clinched the first and second. Don't tell me I can aim for the third, I already said I'm a pessimist. If there weren't Anson or Son, perhaps I'll be more hardworking. Lol.

I've eaten lots today. Haha.

Like Joan, I miss training. -_- But not the PT after training. Duh. And NO, it's not coach that I miss. Why would I?! He's short...! =X

I'm still looking forward to HT. -_- Although I haven't really studied. Because I want it to end, as soon as possible.

HEY! I suddenly remembered! THE MOTIVATION FOR ME TO STUDY!

YES YES! I found the motivation for me to study already! It just dawned on me. I know I'm slow. =/

Curious? Don't tell you, ey hey... *does ultra qian da move* Lalala...

Haha. Okay larh, I just want to be better than someone. You know, the boy who grows to a height of about 180cm, wears spectacles, has the surname Wang, takes a deep interest in the girl that sits beside Chunying, can't stop playing Dai Dee in class, and got his shoe taken away during recess on Friday. Yah, when this happen:

Boy: Anson?! You FINISHED YOUR CHINESE PAPER??!!
Anson: *innocent look*

Then I'll be able to...

Me: Of course larhhhhh, the paper is soooooo easy lor. I think I will get 101 upon 100 for the paper. You leh? I thought your Chinese very good de?

And I want to be able to score higher than him to laugh at him. Muahahahahaha.

And when this happen:

Boy: HUH?! GILLIAN GET HIGHER THAN ME IN MATHS??!!
Gillian: *can't-be-bothered look*

Then I'll be able to...

Me: Of course larhhhhhhhh, even I can get higher than you lor. Eh? I thought your Maths better than all of us de? How come can GET LOWER THAN US HUH? HUH? HUH? HUH? HUH? (towers over him, muahahahahhahahaa)

And then I'll scream "Give it to you!" (his favourite quote) in his ears.

I solemnly swear THIS DAY WILL COME!

Yay! Finally he's of some use! Thanks for motivating me to study! I WILL do better than you! ^^

Saturday, September 24, 2005

Boo! I'm here again! =)

It's 10.26pm at night. I just did three hours plus of studying.

Don't give me that surprised look. Stupid.

I finished the Social Studies notes, finally, plus the English comprehensions which I thought I finished when I was actually halfway through the last one, and a few chapters of Chemistry. Yes, chemistry.

Don't give me that surprised look again, idiot.

I wrote out notes which I actually understood for chapters Chemical Bonding and Metals. And I realised I understand whatever Mrs Hyunh was trying to tell us 7 months back. Not lagged, I just managed to understand those things which I copied down blindly, on writing equations, metals etc. And I attempted some questions from AMaths and EMaths TYS on coordinate geometry, and realise that I've forgotten three-quarters on all taught. Never mind.

Cheerioz! I've studied!

Well, not exactly, but there's always a first step to everything...

Studies aside, I've been home throughout the day because I feel so lethargic that I'm lazy to even stand up from the chair to on the TV. And I ended up sitting there and trying all means to trick my brother into helping me on the TV.

I watched the VCD "Adolf Hitler: The Rise Of Evil" today. It lasted for more than 3 hours. I don't even know why I watched it in the first place. Maybe I was looking out for all the tortures at the concentration camps lol. But there were none. The whole show was about Adolf Hitler, his life since he was a boy, his feelings as he grew up etc etc. I knew only today that Hitler died because he committed sucide. He doesn't seem so great afterall, after I watched the show. One thing, he was short. =X But he's definitely mentally unsound.

After finishing the show, I was about to head to my bed to catch my afternoon sleep when my father asked me to go shopping with him. That wasn't a typo, it was Father, not Mother. I must be dreaming.

Not that I would dream to go shopping with my father, it doesn't seem 0.000001% possible that my father will ask me out for shopping. For curiousity sake, I agreed.

And so we took a taxi to the Woodlands Checkpoint, the shops at the custom, selling all things under the sun. And it felt so damn weird to be walking beside him because I obviously have nothing I want to buy, and so does he. And as we walked past every shop, he asked if I wanted to buy something.

He even suggested to buy me rubber dinosaur toys.

And he asked if I wanted to eat anything. But I wasn't hungry and so I said no, but I will if he's hungry. And then he said he isn't hungry too. So both of us weren't hungry.

But we still ate. Not some popiah that isn't filling. We ate two plates of caoguotiao, one plate of rojak, one plate of carrot cake, one bowl of ice kachang, and downed two big cups of sugar cane juice. And I believe we ate roughly the same amounts each. So much for "not hungry".

And then we left the place, after shopping, with a plastic bag that carries 4 Sony batteries which cost 80 cents. He ended up spending the most not on shopping, but on the taxi fares to and fro.

What a weird day.

Who gets to arm wrestle your mother on Friday, and then shop for batteries with your father on Saturday?!

Get well soon Grace! =)

Gone to sleep-----

Friday, September 23, 2005

Try to picture yourself arm wrestling with some other people.

Now try to picture your mother.

Then try to link these two scenes together.

Do you get...

1) You were arm wrestling with a very strong guy. The guy uses too much of his energy and break your arm and then you landed in the hospital where your mother came to visit you.

2) You were arm wrestling with a not so strong guy. You use too much of your energy and break the guy's arm and he landed in the hospital. The displicine master is so angry he called your mother to school.

3) You were arm wrestling with a guy of the same strength as yourself. No matter how hard you tried, you can't seem to win. Angry, you shouted Ta ma de which means your mother, and your mother springs out of nowhere.

4) You tried arm wrestling with yourself, right hand vs left hand. You got so worked up because you can't get both hands into the right positions so you started screaming. Your mother came into the room, saw how crazy you've become, and thus sent you to Buangkok Green Medical Park (the new name for former Woodbridge).

5) You were arm wrestling with your mother.

I was just trying to be lame, never mind. But anyway, I arm wrestled with my mother, because SHE FORCED ME TO!

Tell me, which mother in the right state of mind, will force her child who is 31 years younger than she is, to ARM WRESTLE with her?!

I was eating maggie mee peacefully in the kitchen, at the dining table. Then she sat down, extended her right arm, rested her elbow on the table, and then challenged me to arm wrestling.

I went O_O. But sensing that something's wrong with her today(actually she is everyday), I decided to leave her alone. So I picked up my cup of cup noodles and headed to the living room, showing her a peace sign. But she shouted!

"PLAY WITH ME LA!"

I side-glanced at her, considered all the pros and cons of playing the game with her, and still decided not to because I want to enjoy my cup noodles. So I politely declined the offer. Then she said:

"Pleeeeeaseeeeeeeeeee."

VERY WEIRD LA!! But I still played with her, anyway. Just for the fun of it. And for the experience, haha. Who else get to play arm wrestle with his/her mother? Lol.

But I regretted the decision. She's super strong!! She finished me off in 3 seconds, and my arm hurt like hell! I used all my strength, but I couldn't even move a milimeter. =/ No wonder she wanted to play with me.

And then now she's so happy that she won me. -.-

Okay, I know. Exams are very very very very very very very near and I shouldn't be blogging, or for that matter, be arm wrestling with my mother. Crap. Very very crap.

I still miss Pulau Ubin by the way. Haha.

I really can't stand boys who can't keep quiet in class. I'm not referring to anyone in particular. Really, really, I'm referring to those boys that grow to a height of about 180cm, wear spectacles, have the surname Wong, take a deep interest in the girl that sits beside Chunying, can't stop playing Dai Dee in class, and got their shoe taken away during recess today. This is just a generalisation. I'm not against anybody in class...

Sometimes I wish I sit beside these boys, so that I can slap such people whenever they talk, to give all the others the peace we deserve. =) I shall slap such people whenever they make stupid comments because I really can't stand it!! =) (stupid smiley face that doesn't fit)

Never mind, I just don't like Ha-, oops, such people, alot. Really, don't look down on people when you yourself aren't that great in the first place. Truth is, those who are really good in a particular area are VERY HUMBLE, unlike such people. You aren't that great in bowling, in badminton, in Maths, in Chinese etc etc. You are ranked perhaps at #93861726241226127841224187612456463122147 in the world. And rest assured that isn't a very high position. So stop pissing me off! =) (stupid smiley face that doesn't fit)

It helps very much to stop saying Anson is lousier than you in Chinese and Gillian is lousier than you in Maths and Anson lousier than you in badminton and I'm lousier than you in bowling etc etc, because:

1) You did not score higher than me in Chinese. (Yes, I'm showing off to Ha-oops, such people).
2) You did not score higher than Anson in Maths, and you never will.
3) You will lose to anyone of the badminton players in Anderson because I managed to beat you, SIMPLY.
4) You did not score 220 for bowling, and the most you did in bowling was to throw the ball so hard that the thud scared all of us. And more often than not, your ball goes into the gutter. You score more than 100 only when you're lucky. Really.

Ah~hh~hh~ I feel much better now. One more point though, such people do make lots of noise when they're playing cards in class. I get irritated even when I'm one of the people playing with them. =) (stupid smiley face that doesn't fit)

On a brighter note, these people can be nice when they lower their volume and be nice and stop showing off what they don't have. But they rarely do, so, sad case. =)

I've got to bathe and I'm going out. Have a nice day!

Wednesday, September 21, 2005

Have you ever wondered, what is luncheon meat made of?

Weird huh, I did a search on Google.

"Luncheon meat is made from the scientifically defrosted pork. The pork, well proportioned in lean meat and the fat, is salted under low temperature, then minced and mixed with starch, maize flour, refined salt, white powdered pepper and other supplementary flavorings before it is thoroughly mixed under vacuum, filled into tins, sterilized under high temperature and cooled down instantly. The weight of each filled tin is standardized and the tinned meat is in perfect and nice shape."

Source: http://www.shme.com/shanghai_other/travel/produce/produce.htm

I just suddenly thought of that.

More randomism...

Quote entry on September 11,
"The Keys to Your Heart: You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please."
Very true.

I can't understand why some boys find joy in calling each other stupid.

Sandy: If you can't, you must!

Okay then, I must understand why some boys find joy in calling each other stupid.

I'm watching Initial D this Friday at 8.30pm, at Padang. Lol.

I think I'm addicted to doing things I shouldn't be doing. Like blogging, playing cards in class, sleeping in class. Maybe just these three things. But I'm not really addicted to blogging or playing cards in class. Whereas I can't help dozing off in Chemistry/Physics/Maths/Geography.

Sandy: If you can't, you must!

Okay then, I must help dozing off in Chemistry/Physics/Maths/Geography lessons.

Chocolates can really make me happy. In fact all food can. Chocolate, ice cream, sushi, twisties, otah, fast food etc etc all can. That's why, eat as much as you can. Do NOT go on a diet because it affects your mood. Priscilla is an exception, lol.

My interest in barcodes have doubled. Most barcodes have 30 lines, a minority (so far I've only seen one) has 45. Yes, I counted.

Sandy: What a way to waste your time.

Shut up ALI.

I haven't been listening to Jay's songs for a week already. No wonder this weird feeling in me. Sigh.

Have to go. I'm sleepy already.

So be it.
I wonder, how long more,
you or me,
how it will be.
Where the confidence gone, where it had gone,
return or never,
which do I actually prefer.

Monday, September 19, 2005

Now playing: Come Clean - Hilary Duff

Let's go back
Back to the beginning
Back to when the earth, the sun, the stars all aligned

'Cause perfect didn't feel so perfect
Trying to fit a square into a circle
Was no lie
I defy

[CHORUS:]
Let the rain fall down
And wake my dreams
Let it wash away
My sanity
'Cause I wanna feel the thunder
I wanna scream
Let the rain fall down
I'm coming clean, I'm coming clean

I'm shedding
Shedding every color
Trying to find a pigment of truth
Beneath my skin

'Cause different
Doesn't feel so different
And going out is better
Then always staying in
Feel the wind

[CHORUS]

I'm coming clean
Let the rain fall
Let the rain fall
I'm coming clean

[CHORUS]

Ali has been reverted to Sandy, because he/she can't stop bothering me. I'm getting the Yanyu-syndrome.

I'm studying. I'm writing notes. I'm going to the school library after school to make notes.

Look what Anderson has done to me. I'm even bringing books and notes and pencilcase home to study. Plus, the thought of me actually enjoying this crossed my mind. And I even considered doing this for the rest of next year. I shall be the next mad woman next to Yanyu.

Nah, just joking. I'll go literally mad before I know it.

Sandy: It's good to get the Yanyu-syndrome! It's perfectly normal to be studying 22 hours out of 24 a day. And it's definitely good for you if you want to score well for your O'Levels.

Stop brainwashing. I won't become the second Yanyu, even if I want to, because I'm simply too slacked to be true.

Sandy: Yes you can! You can become at least as hardworking as Priscilla. After evolving to Priscilla, you will one day evolve into Yanyu as well!

Crap crap crap. I don't want evolve.

Sandy: *ultimate shocked look* Haven't you seen the thriller for "The Sound of Thunder"? It says "THIS YEAR, EVOLVE OR DIE".

Yah, and that's for the movie, not for me. I can't evolve, and won't evolve.

Sandy: But ---

Shut up or I start naming you Ali again. Or do you want Patrick this time.

Pros and cons of having an imaginary friend. They say it's all in the mind. You get to choose what you choose to hear your imaginary friend says or do. But sometimes it just gets out of hand. And I'm pessimistic by nature, so obviously my imaginary friend isn't very cheery.

And it's not lame to have an imaginary friend. You can find yourself realising much more things when you're talking to yourself. It's like doing concept maps internally. Sometimes it helps to summarise your day and feelings and stimulates more thinking. You tend to think up the worst case scenarios, for me at least. And sometimes talking to my imaginary friend, aka talking to myself, I find myself recalling things in the past, finding links here and there, and my memory improves, somehow.

And of course, it adds humour to my otherwise not so interesting life. And it really kills boredom. It helps especially when you're alone on a bus or MRT, or even when you're in the lift.

Okay, the above is my view, about having an imaginary friend.

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Let the rain fall down
And wake my dreams
Let it wash away
My sanity
'Cause I wanna feel the thunder
I wanna scream
Let the rain fall down
I'm coming clean, I'm coming clean

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HT isn't very far away now. It's one day less. Feel the dread, I can't wait for it to come. I can't wait for it to be all over. Perhaps I'll feel so happy I may just climb up 12 storeys and plunge. Nah, if I want to jump, I might as well jump now. Why wait till it's time for me to enjoy then jump? Wasted.

And yes, I'm okay. =) Four people came forward to ask if I'm alright.

Well, I always am after a sleep. Maybe it's 'cause I hasn't been sleeping well lately. Why so, I don't really know.

Sandy: Stress?

Not really.

Sandy: Then?

I don't really know.

I bit my tongue real hard just now. Accidentally. I'm not sure if it bled, because it's at the back of the tongue, and I was lazy to check it in front of a mirror. But I think I tasted blood. I'm saying this because I just licked the wound, if any, by chance. And I'm just blogging by random.

Random...

Happy birthday Sokmui, yea, I finally got you your present, and glad you like it. It wasn't a joke that I said your present was a giant five stone. That was what Anson claimed it looked like from the packaging. Lol.

I miss Jay, I miss Ye Hui Mei (the album, not his mother) a lot. As in, the period of time when Ye Hui Mei was just released, and I was memorising Yi Fu Zhi Ming and loving Qing Tian.

There's a printer and a scanner right beside the computer now. A printer that has ran out of ink, and a scanner which works perfectly but version doesn't fit this computer. And they are of matching colours.

It was my brother's birthday yesterday. Happy birthday brother. Thanks for telling me Padang is nearest to City Hall MRT station, and for replying to my smses asking for directions.

My mother is showing tad bit more care towards me, at least that is what I feel. At least now she makes sure I'm eating breakfast.

I opened my house mailbox today for the first time ever since I moved here. And I was so happy when I found a letter inside. It was a letter from the AIA Insurance company meant for my brother. Don't ask me why I was so happy, I just was, to find a letter in a mailbox, as it is meant to be.

--- I typed a whole lot of other things, but blogger deleted them. I feel like killing the computer.

So be it then...

Choz.

Saturday, September 17, 2005

Yes, I know I shouldn't be here, I know very well I should be mugging.

But---

Sandy: NO BUTS!

Shut up, or you risk being called Ali.

I was saying, I had been out the whole of today. And thus I'm feeling tired and doesn't have any energy left for making any notes, let alone study.

Sandy: What excuse. You shouldn't be going out in the first place. And if you have the energy to blog, why won't you have the energy to write?!

Alright. Sandy will be called Ali from now until she knows how not to interrupt when I'm speaking. People, meet my friend, Ali.



She's He's crying right now, because of the horrendous name I've just assigned to her him. Poor Ali. Come on, look on the bright side, at least all of us have a good impression of you. Who can forget the name Ali? The so-common name in all our P6 problem sums. You're one of my favourite names, in fact, next to Sam and Tom. But I've heard of people by the name of Sam and Tom, Ali is the only special one. ^^"

Anyway, Priscilla's imaginary friend is Sunny. Sokmui can't make up her mind what to name hers. She's still choosing between Sadistic and Suckerly. (what crap...) Although I seriously prefer Sadistic, it really suits her, don't you think? Haha.

I was going to blog some lame stuff using the pictures of the two **** **** I took today. (kept secret because at the time I'm blogging, those are actually birthday presents which have not been given out yet) And because showing the pictures will thus spoil the surprise, if any, that is due to the receivers, I've decided not to blog about it yet. Lol. Sorry to disappoint you Anson, but you shall have to wait. Haha.

Ali is complaining about his name, he says he prefers Sandy. Lol.

Is this the stress from the exams? Why did I came up with Sandy/Ali??!!

Lol. Weird enough though, I still don't feel the exams panic I should have gotten some 7864512613 days ago. Okay, to be honest, I never did in my life. Except maybe half an hour before the A Maths test or the Chemistry test. Nono, I should start using the holy word, exams.

Sorry people. I realise I keep mentioning the word EXAMS, thus causing you people to be constantly reminded of the horrendous, horrible, freaking EXAMS, and thus feel the constant dread called the EXAMS whenever you come across the word EXAMS in my blog. Okok, I shall stop mentioning the word EXAMS. I shall use another phrase in place of EXAMS. EXAMS will be called

It-whose-name-must-not-be-mentioned

In short, IWNMNBM. But that's still too long. So I shall name it

The-holy-thing

In short, THT. This reminds me of TET, the literature piece that we're going to be tested on for 5 chapters. Academic. So I shall change the name again to

Holy-thing

In short, HT. Alright.

We have 8 working days to HT. Ooops, I'm sorry, I just had to remind you how short a time span we have before we all start panicking when we enter the HT hall.

I was having crazy thoughts.

Imagine you're sitting in front of the table, preparing to take the A Maths HT. The teacher passes down the dreaded piece of log and surds and indices. You got your piece, and you read the instructions. Your vision started to blur, you start to feel nervous, so nervous that you're crying. You know you're going to fail.

The teacher says to flip over the paper. You read the first question. You realise you know the solution, you jump for joy, literally, and shouted "Yipee!". The whole class turned to stare at you, the teacher looked stunned. You realise you aren't supposed to make any noise during an HT. And because you did,

you're disqualified. You get a 0 for a test which you would have gotten at least 1 because you knew how to solve the first question.

OR

The teacher says to flip over the paper. You read the first question. You realise you don't know the solution. You skipped the first question and read the second question. You realise you don't know the solution too. Desperately, you searched for any question that you might have a chance of knowing the solution. To your dismay, you find none.

You get so depressed and you started crying, for the whole 2 hours and 15 minutes, and you flood the whole classroom. And all your classmates and teacher drown.

You got charged for murder due to your tears. Your future is ruined because it is a massive murder. You are sentenced to life imprisonment, all because you can't do a Maths test.

OR

The teacher says to flip over the paper. You read the first question. You realise you don't know the solution. You skipped the first question and read the second question. You realise you don't know the solution too. Desperately, you searched for any question that you might have a chance of knowing the solution. To your dismay, you find none.

You get so angry with whoever the setter is that you are on the verge of killing someone. You get angrier when you see all others around you doing the paper at ease. You felt like the paper was set so that only YOU can't do it. You felt like killing the table which was never alive, and you ended up killing the teacher accidentally.

You got charged for muder, even though it's accidental killing, because the judge is the teacher's best friend. You're sentenced to lifes imprisonment, both this life and your next life. Your futures are ruined, all because you can't do a Maths test.

OR

The teacher says to flip over the paper. You sit back in your chair comfortably and refuses to budge. You know that whatever you do, your future is still pitch dark from the point you receive a Maths paper. You know well enough that you'll either fail, or you'll get a negative. And so you decided to be good to yourself and let yourself slack.

The teacher walks past your desk. She stares down at your blank answer script and your triumphant look of I-won't-do-Maths. She stared so deeply that you started to fear. Finally she broke the silence by saying:

"Do your Maths."

You got so frightened that you fainted. When you woke up, you find yourself in a place filled with A Maths test papers. To your horror, you realise that there are no exits whatsoever out of the Maths-filled room. You find yourself stucked inside, for life, and you'll have to sleep with A Maths, dream with A Maths, befriend A Maths.

And just when you thought this is the end of the world, you hear a familiar voice.

Ali: If only you've studied enough...

And then you believe this IS the end of the world...

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Cheers for my imagination. ChoZ

Friday, September 16, 2005

Sandy: You should be studying!!
Me: I know, but I don't feel like it.

Sandy: Do you know that exams are only 8 working days away? And judging from how much you've done for revision, which equates to zero, I doubt you'll ever score this time.
Me: I know, but I don't feel like knowing.

Sandy: Do you know that you won't be so lucky each time like you were in Term 3, not studying for subjects and you get a B3? Or worse still, an A?
Me: I know, but I choose not to think that way.

Sandy: Do you know that you'll feel very sad on the day you recieve your marked papers, and realise the sad reality that you've failed more subjects than you've passed?
Me: I know, but I don't feel like thinking about that yet.

Sandy: Do you know that, before you know it, exams will have arrived, and before you know it, it will have ended, and before you know it, you'll realise you're actually regretting on wasting your time on stuffs like, blogging?
Me: I know, I know.

Sandy: Do you know that you aren't taking any actions although you know exactly what to do?
Me: I know.

Sandy: Why is it that you know everything I know?
Me: You're my imaginary friend hello.

Sandy: Do you realise that, you've been sleeping in all the Physics lessons, not paying any attention in Geography and Chemistry lessons, and recently been napping during Maths lessons, been sleeping and was caught during Social Studies lessons? Do you realise how much you've been slacking?? Do you realise you should be pulling up your socks to your knee and start mugging, like everyone else?
Me: Yes, I do, and I just started today, so stop nagging at me.

Sandy: You did?
Me: Yes, I did, I started on Chapter 2 of Social Studies.

Sandy: And you think you can finish revising cum learning all those stuff you missed out during lessons before the exams actually start?
Me: I don't think so, but I have to think so, so I'll think so.

Sandy: Alright then. Why are you still blogging then? Don't you realise you should be studying?
Me: Nah, I'm just trying to show others how irritating an imaginary friend can be in pre-exams times like these, when I'm supposed to start panicking.

Sandy: I'm irritating?!
Me: Yes, you are.

Sandy: But there's nothing you can do about it, HAHA. *does the can't-beat-me action with the ultra irritating toot-face*
Me: I can just make you shut up because I created you. HAHA. And if all fails, I just have to change your name to say, Ali. How would you like to be called Ali?

Sandy: Fine.

Lol. I feel so spastic. =X

Thursday, September 15, 2005

Give... Giving... Given... Gave up.

I'm done and through. I'm not sure actually. Just give me some time alone, one day will do. Something in me tells me this is not going to work out. Giving up, I had been thinking about that since March. What held me back, I don't know. Don't push me too hard, don't press me for any answers. If I want to say anything, I would. Otherwise, no. No news is really good news. Leave me alone when I leave you alone, please.

In any case, I'm not in a good mood today. In any case, I hasn't been in a good mood since yesterday. The headache just won't go away.

E Maths test today, I'll pass. Nah, who am I kidding. When will that day come, when I'm sure to get A1s for Maths. Who am I kidding again, that day will never come. And no, this is not about confidence. I had confidence, until disappointment killed it. And then confidence was reborned into hope, but reality comes in. And what was left, is something so pessimistic. And no, I'm not as optimistic as what I seem to be. It just doesn't seem right sometimes when I influence how others think, negatively, because I don't like it when others make me think negative. Ah, crap. Then what am I doing now.

Training was what I needed, really, although to say the truth, it didn't really help. My eyes weren't even fixed on the shuttle when I'm playing a match in court. Everything seemed so blur, so cocked up, and my mind was racing faster than my heart was.

Backwards.

Yea, my mind was retracing, reenacting scenes of the past, very past. Minor details, occasions, etc etc, I almost thought I was going to die. (I heard at the moment when you die, all the past memories, everything will be played backwards in your mind, split second, like rewinding a video tape.) Perhaps it was the headache, or some other reasons, like for once, the mosquitoes in the sports hall just can't stop attacking me. Even my knuckles got stung, why the hell, on the bone?! Is the mosquito trying to suck out some calcium?

Okay crap. I'm regaining my lameness. It felt only right not to blog too depressingly, because I'll only start indulging in self-pity.

I can't believe I'm saying this, I miss Pulau Ubin.

No, I'm not running a fever, I'm not having dengue, I'm not going crazy, I'm in a perfectly right state of mind (okay, not really) and I say it once more:

I MISS PULAU UBIN.

---interruption--- I SAID STOP PRESSING ME FOR ANSWERS. ---interruption---

I miss OBS, somehow, I don't know how, but I just do. I'll rather let the mosquitoes there feed on me. Firstly because then I'm at a lower risk of dengue. Secondly because the mosquitoes there are more united, they come in a whole bunch, and once you get a sting, you get one whole patch of stings on one whole patch of skin. (Hey it rhymes) Hey wait, the second reason isn't really a valid one. Never mind, think up of reasons yourself.

My imaginary friend is called Sandy. That's the most unoriginal and pri-six-problem-sum-name I can come up with other than Ali. She's been with me for three weeks plus already. I almost named her Patrick, but that's too Spongebob. And only after calling her Sandy for one week or so did I realise there's another character in Spongebob the cartoon named Sandy (the astronaut toot-faced squirrel). Somewhat related to me anyway, my ambition is to become an astronaut. (Note: "is" -- present tense). Near to impossible, but I'll still try, no, I'll still dream.

I came online thinking I'll blog in less than 5 sentences. But it turns out to be more than that. Sorry if this post sounded weird, I can't really help it.

Panadol isn't helping. Maybe I should just chop my head off.

Joking joking. I won't chop my head off. And this joke isn't funny. So it isn't really a joke. So I shouldn't say "joking". Okay then, kidding. Then again, it has nothing to do with children. Fine, take it I didn't say anything. Just stop reading at "Panadol isn't helping."

I really miss Pulau Ubin.

Sunday, September 11, 2005

Your Blogging Type is Logical and Principled

You like to voice your well thought out opinions on your blog. And if someone doesn't what you write, you really don't care! Serious and blunt, sometimes people take your blog the wrong way. But you're a true and loyal friend to those who truly get you.

Your Personality Profile

You are elegant, withdrawn, and brilliant. Your mind is a weapon, able to solve any puzzle. You are also great at poking holes in arguments and common beliefs. For you, comfort and calm are very important. You tend to thrive on your own and shrug off most affection. You prefer to protect your emotions and stay strong.

How You Life Your Life

You seem to be straight forward, but you keep a lot inside. You're laid back and chill, but sometimes you care too much about what others think. You tend to have one best friend you hang with, as opposed to many aquaintences. You tend to dream big, but you worry that your dreams aren't attainable.

Your IQ Is 100

Your Logical Intelligence is Below Average Your Verbal Intelligence is Above Average Your Mathematical Intelligence is Exceptional Your General Knowledge is Below Average

Your Birthdate: April 28

Your birth on the 28th day of the month (1 energy) adds a tone of independence and extra energy to your Life Path. The number 1 energy suggest more executive ability and leadership qualities than you path may have indicated. A birthday on the 28th of any month gives greater will power and self-confidence, and very often a rather original approach. Unlike much of the other 1 energy, this birthday is one that endow with the ability to start a job and continue on until it is finished. You may prefer to use the broad brush, but you can handle details as well. You are sensitive, but your feeling stay somewhat repressed. You have a compelling manner that can be dominating in many situations.

The Keys to Your Heart

You are attracted to those who have a split personality - cold as ice on the outside but hot as fire in the heart. In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored. You'd like to your lover to think you are optimistic and happy. You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please. Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with. Your risk of cheating is 100%. You are not suited for a monogamous relationship. You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred. In this moment, you think of love as commitment. Love only works when both people are totally devoted.

Your Power Color Is Gold

At Your Highest: You are engrossed in passions that mentally stimulate you. At Your Lowest: You seek thrills and neglect what's important in your life. In Love: You see dating as adventure and approach it with an open attitude. How You're Attractive: You passion for life makes others passionate about you. Your Eternal Question: "Am I Having Fun?"

Your Brain's Pattern

You're a simple thinker, and this is actually a very good thing. You don't complicate matters when you don't have to. You look for the simplest explanation or solution, and you go with that. As a result, your mind is uncluttered and free of stress.

Your Hidden Talent

You have the power to persuade and influence others. You're the type of person who can turn a whole room around. The potential for great leadership is there, as long as you don't abuse it. Always remember, you have a lot more power over people than you might think!

TadaZ~!!

♥ OBS

Morning! It's 9.30am in the morning and I'm wide awake! Haha, I actually woke up at 8am today. Let's talk about OBS! ^^"

Day 1
The bus drove us from school to Punggol Jetty, the place looked so ulu, like those typical crime scene for kidnaps, haha. Mood was high and excited. We were the first school to actually reach the place, hanged around for quite some time, before we took the boat to Pulau Ubin. Yay!

We assembled in the hall at OBS Camp 1, after sorting out the groups. There were 15 members in my watch, Tenzing. Andersonians include me, Ann, Grace, Weiching, Yilin, Arkar and Abelardo, Victorians Bryan, Benjamin, Wai Wan and Edmund, and from Chongboon Jia Ming, Liwei, Mika and Jovin. Our instructors were Juansa, Florence and Steven.

And then we sat in a cicle and played Identity Crisis. We were supposed to remember someone's name, likes and dislikes of the opposite sex and another school. Ha, and since there were odd number of people in my group, I did a self-introduction. ^^"

Juansa briefed us alot about our food rations and store. And then the group seperated into two, some to check the stuff in the store, and others to distribute the food rations in 15 portions. And then we saw our OBS backpacks for the first time, chose a number, and then packed the food into the bags. And then we filled our OBS waterbottles etc etc.

Then we had the rockwall climbing. We learnt belaying~~ So scary!! I can't remembered who I belayed, but whoever it was, he/she had been put in danger, lol. I think I was more nervous than the climber lol.

After that we went to our first campsite and Juansa taught us how to pitch tents and cook in the pots and mass tins. I left the cooking to the others, duh, and pitched the tents. By the time the food is cooked, it was already dark and we had to eat in the dark. The food was, erm, not that nice. The rice was half-cooked and honestly, the only thing I enjoyed eating was the canned sussages. =/

And then we cleaned our pots and mass tins at the beachfront with wet sand. We had to bury the food in a sand whole we dugged near the sea. Very disgusting. =X Anyway, we got detergent to clean the mass tins and pots again. Then we had a bath and all of us turned in. The first night was wonderful man, I could really sleep.

Day 2
We woke up early, unpitched the tents, had our breakfast (the rations) , brushed our teeth and packed our OBS backpacks with the clothes and stuff needed for the next two days. Then we met up Juansa where she briefed us again, about the things we need to take out of the store (the life vests, whistles etc) and how to pack our bags to make sure they don't sang-aeh. Lol.

When we were all ready, we set out for Campsite 2! The first time I carried the backpack, man, I really want to die. So heavy!! And then we walked to the Alphine Rescue area and played the game. We were supposed to carry a lifeboat of our waterbottles and ourselves across logs and platforms, and not land on the ground. I don't really know how to describe the thing but it just weren't as easy as I thought it should be. In any case, Tenzing did a great job! ^^" And we really bonded quite well together.

After that we loaded our backpacks again, and walked to Campsite 2, a short distance away. The place was meant for those on a residential course actually. But we got to enjoy the toilet and water supply there. And so we dropped our bags, had lunch (rations, again, I ate damn lot of prunes), refilled our waterbottles and met Juansa later on.

We did the high elements. Paired up with Weiching, and attempted the Double Dangle Duo. We couldn't get past the second log, and so we gave up. Arkar and Benjamin actually completed all 6 logs?! My idols, really.

And then we carried our backpacks to our camping grounds, laid them on the blue tarb (however you spell it) and pitched our tents. Dinner that night was provided by the cookhouse. Yay! We ate our dinner, washed our plates, bowls, cups and utensils and put them back into the locker. Then we bathed, and met with Juansa. We were late, but it doesn't matter, haha. After which we had supper in the cookhouse, green bean soup, and then we washed the bowls, had a debrief beside the swimming pool (woahhh) about the next day.

Turned in. The second night was not too bad because at least I could still get to sleep after some time. =)

Day 3
Woke up, unpitched tents, brushed up and went to the cookhouse for our breakfast. We had beehoon which was heavenly, lol. And then we washed up, and I stayed behind with Benjamin to let the cook do the check on our utensils and bowls. The key broke in the keyhole of the locker, lol. I was 0_0 when I saw the half of the key. Woah. We didn't have to pay, though. I don't know why.

We changed into our wet shoes and we started out kayaking!! :D We were introduced to it and I was so hyped up. -_- Capsizing was fun, haha. I partnered with Waiwan and pedalled out to let Juansa assess us. When all was done, we had lunch, refilled our waterbottles (two each) and then we set off! =) Bryan was the navigator and we peddalled a long long way. By then, Tenzing and Shackleton have combined to one Mobile D. We took one and a half hours for the journey, the other mobile took 4 hours lol.

The third campsite was not exactly a campsite. There were no water or toilet facilites. We drank from the water from water bottles and jerry cans. Toilets are the bushes. =X We went for the quarry dip. Very nice!! The water was so clear and cool. I was very afraid. Because the water is real deep, but I have the life vest lar, so it's okay. I was the first non-swimmer to jump, lol.

After that, we went back to our camping grounds to pitch our tents. The ground can't be pegged, so we had to tie the nylon twine to rocks. And so, the tents are very very very unstable. The knots, haiz, never mind. We cooked maggie mee =) and I ate. Then some of us went to the beach front to wash the mass tins, pots and utensils with wet sand. We had a debrief and then we went to bed.

With the unstable tents and all, I was really praying NO RAIN. The praying helped, until 5 plus in the morning.

Day 4
It poured, and the wind blew many tents down. The Shackleton guys were really helpful and protective of the girls, dashing out in the rain to grab ponchos for those in the tents (all tents were flooded with water). My tent was the first to collapse. =X We all stayed in because there was lightning and all, except for some guys, who were selfless and defended the team. ^^"

We got out when the rain got smaller, and I was shivering like crazy. The rain stopped after some time. By then the time was already 9 plus, we were supposed to meet the instructors very much earlier. I took off the poncho and started unpitching the tents. When all was done, I started getting really bad gastric aches. I couldn't even talk one full sentence without stopping. It was nice to see all care, but made me very paiseh, because some even started fire to make me milo. =/

I was okay after some time, loaded our backpacks, and walked to our start point for the hike. =) We were briefed, and seperated into Tenzing and Shackleton again. Benjamin was running a high fever, so he didn't join us for the hike. =(

We started out, with Abelardo and Bryan as navigators, in search of all the checkpoints. =) We stopped halfway for our lunch and chatted alot. Haha. The whole trail got easier towards the end. I became so energetic lol, although I didn't sleep at all the night before. I kept making Arkar tell me jokes lol.

"A helicopter was travelling round the globe. When it reaches the North Pole, it suddenly crash, why?"
"Because the pilot thought, very cold, so he turned off the fan *points above*"

Hahahahahaaa...

We reached our destination (Campsite 1) finally at 4 plus. Benjamin had came back from Sengkang Polyclinic and will be going home. So saddening. Then we washed our stuff (backpacks, ponchos, life vests etc), pitched up our tents, cooked maggie mee (I ate alot, really alot alot alot...), washed our mass tins, bathed, and finally turned in. The tent was sandy, lol, and I couldn't sleep well too.

Day 5
We woke up early, washed our tents, groundsheets, flysheets, laid them out to dry, and then we realised we have alot alot of time to stone. Lol. So we stoned, and tried to eat the huge amount of rations we had left.

Then we met up with Juansa, counted the things in the store, hanged back the tents etc, and went for our breakfast. So funny making fun of Bryan and his gu-niang-ness. The way he runs... lol.

Then we had our final debrief, a very touching one. ^^" A few girls cried, I didn't though. I was smiling, lol, because I was so happy, haha. As in, I wasn't happy to leave the place larh, but I was happy to have attended the course and have made friends. And I think I'm a better person already. Yar, and so I'm happy about that, and although I can't bear to have ended the course, I think it's a very happy memory to keep. =)

And then we were off! To the meeting place, ready to board boats back to mainland. We bought souvenirs from the store, crapped alot, and finally landed back to Singapore at around 3.

THE END OF THE OBS COURSE!! =)

I ate KFC after that. I really missed soft drinks. Lol. ^^"

Yesterday
Woke up at 8am, went to the Civic centre for some submission of some forms, I don't know what exactly are those. Met up with Anson, took MRT to Somerset and met with Sheryl, Naomi and Jiahao.

Then we went to KBox. =) We sang a few songs, then I went down to fetch Sokmui up. And then we sang sang sang, sang Sheryl birthday song, ate the birthday cake, the lunch (I still ate the most... I was very hungry). I did abit of the Maths Specimen Paper with the help of Anson's copy. Yes, refer closely, haha.

And then we took MRT to City Hall, and walked to Millenia Walk because Jiahao needed to test the piano for his coming piano exam. And so we spent our time there till 4.30pm.

And then we took MRT to Bishan and had the Earthquake at Swensens. Very nice ^^". Treated by Sheryl's mum, the KBox too. Very disgusting to watch Naomi eat, as usual, lol. =)

And then we went to MacDonalds because Naomi wanted to eat fries. Uh huh, then we went to take neoprints, twice. Then I went to Hang Ten to buy school shoes, and then we had nowhere to go, so we went home.

The end of my day yesterday. =)

`What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us. -Anonymous

Saturday, September 10, 2005

I'm back from OBS! It was fun, but I'm sleepy, again, so I'll update with details tomorrow. =)

Sheryl celebrated her birthday today. Details tomorrow. Haha, sounds so procrastinating.

Love Jay, loves his music, loves his talent. =)

Two days to school reopen! Look on the bright side! We'll get to see all our friends and teachers back in school again, smell the air in Anderson, and training! Yay! I know it doesn't sound very cheery, but we've to go back school somehow, whether you like it or not, so it's better to be positive about it! At least we won't feel that bad about it, right?

Okay, enough talk, more updates tomorrow.

---off to write inspiring postcards for the inspiring Monday, lol.

Saturday, September 03, 2005

Now playing: Heaven knows - Rick Price

She's always on my mind,
From the time i wake up
'Till i close my eyes
She's everywhere i go
She's all i know

Though she's so far away
It's just keeps getting stronger
Every day
And even now she's gone
I'm still holding on

So tell me where do i start
'Cause it's breaking my heart
Don't wanna let her go

Chorus:
Maybe my love will come back some day
Only heaven knows
And maybe our hearts will find their way
Only heaven knows
And all i can do is hope and pray
'Cause heaven knows

My friends keep telling me
That if you really love her
You've gotta set her free
And if she returns in kind
I'll know she's mine

So tell me where do i start
'Cause it's breaking my heart
Don't wanna let her go

Why i live in despair
'Cause wide awake or dreaming
I know she's never there
And all these time i act so brave
I'm shaking inside
Why does it hurt me so...

Go Kelvin! :D

Term 3 Results Slip:
English Language: 72 - A2
Higher Chinese: 77 - A1
Additional Mathematics: 45 - D7
Mathematics: 78 - A1
Chemistry: 66 - B3
Physics: 68 - B3
Combined Humanities (S,L): 73 - A2
Geography: 76 - A1

5 more terms to go! Look forward to O'levels, yay! :D

I'm just back from the movie marathon!

And amazingly, I don't feel at all sleepy! (Actually is because I slept so much last night and this morning...) Haha.

The first movie started at a little past 7. I watched Crying out Love in the Centre of The World with Anson and Layjia. Layjia grew bored after some time and went down to music room to watch the other show. The show is nice, really, although it was very confusing at the start, but the whole show is very touching. =) If only the show could be shorten, somehow. Most people grew so bored of it everyone clapped out of relief when the show finally ended. -_-

And then I continued watching I, Robot. Average show, very predictable. I grew tired after that, lost track of the time because there aren't any clocks around and am lazy to reach out for handphone.

After that show, I went down to music room to watch Premonition with Anson, Layjia, Jody. The whole show is about this college teacher who seen a newspaper cutout about the death of his daughter just minutes before his daughter died. And towards the end he was brought back to time or something and he had the chance to save his daughter. This is supposed to be a horror movie because there are scenes where things just jump out of nowhere, bloody.

And it's so damn funny watching Layjia and Jody watching horror movies.

(scene: sudden appearance of a scary-looking thing, with the loud bang at the background music)
Layjia: *screams* (ultra high-pitched, ultra ear-piercing, and I was just beside her...)
Jody: *covers eyes with hands* What's it doing now?! What's it doing now? Layjia! What's it doing now??
Layjia: *eyes covered with hands* I don't know! Anson! Is it over already??

-_-

I fell asleep halfway because the scary parts aren't scary and it's getting on my nerves how the newspaper keeps flying around. =/ I got awaken a few times because Layjia kicked me in my sleep, without herself even knowing, when the scary parts came and she screamed.

I managed to watch the last part because:

Layjia: kuai4 dian3! kuai4 dian3! (Faster, faster) KUAI4 DIAN3!!!

That was the part when the college teacher had the chance of reenacting the scene where he watched his daughter got killed. He died in place of the daughter in the end. But the show ended when the daughter started seeing the newspaper flying around agian. =/ Lol.

And then I went up to Inspiretown again to watch A Lot Like Love. I fell asleep halfway again because I was very sleepy. I woke up when the show ended.

Then we(me, Anson, Layjia, Jody, Nigel, Benjamin) went to the cookery room and I bought chocolate waffle from 3/6 people. We ate it, and then Layjia, Anson and I went to the music room for Hide and Seek while the rest went up for School Of Rock.

The show was sooooo scary, because Layjia scared me like hell.

By then, the whole music room was three-quarters filled with people lying down, some asleep. There was this part where the little girl was playing Hide and Seek with her imaginary friend in the basement, when suddenly the lights went off. And yes, this was supposed to be a scary part because of the loud bang in the background as well.

I wasn't abit shaken, not until I suddenly felt someone grab me by the arm, with a loud shriek, "MEIGUI!!!!"

And then, and then, and then!

I realised it was Layjia. I should really thank her for adding life to the otherwise boring show.

The show had a twist in the end, that the psychologist himself was being schizopheric and was hallucinating. He was the actual murderer of the whole story and he was also his daughter's imaginary friend, Charlie.

-_- So I fell asleep.

And then the climax was when the psychologist played Hide and Seek with his daughter, and of course kill her when he finds her. God bless James Loh who was beside Layjia then. Amen.

I woke up at the end of the show, went up to Inspiretown, and slept through the whole of the last show. It was showing Two Fast Two Furious, music room was screening X-men revolution.

It all ended this morning at 7 plus. =) Had dinner at MacDonalds and went home after that.

2 days to OBS! Yay!

Thursday, September 01, 2005

I'm just back from the gym. I'm having serious muscle aches from the 4km run I did on the machine. I wasn't thinking, I just kept running and eating in the cold air. And before I know it, I've covered 4km and burned 400+ calories. I stopped and drank some water. Then I continued for another 1km before my legs gave way.

Then I bathed in the toilet, had lunch at Woodlands with Chingwen and headed home.

I watched three discs of Da Chang Jin (the Korean show on some MRTs) with my brother and laughed at the part where two women had some competition on who cooks better rice.

Go on by George Strait:

Even when you see no reason to
Don't wait to live life 'cause it won't wait for you

Go on, please go on, you were sayin' what don't kill us only makes us strong
It's true, that's so true when they do you like that
What else can you do but go on.

Just go on.
Life goes on... and on.