Monday, July 31, 2006
♥ To hell with Green Club

Hi people. Today's Monday, my favourite day of the week. I always loved Mondays, although it means it's the start of the school week and I've to start waking up early and going to school. But it's something to look forward to nevertheless. And it keeps me going, like a drive to move on and get on with life. Something like that.

So, today started off pretty well. I understood Physics, could do the Physics worksheet, and got an A2 for EMaths Paper 2. (I'm trying very hard to not remember I got F9 for the bloody AMaths paper...) And yada yada. English lesson was nicer than usual because Honey Heng hardly talked. Or maybe she did but I just wasn't listening. I was busy drawing in Priscilla's handbook and wowing over a jotterbook.

Yea. A JOTTERBOOK.

You remember those blank yellowish pages and a brown cover book you had in Primary schools? I used to have them in primary one and two. Man, I so miss jotter books. I used to have spellings in them. Ah. I always feel great when I come across things that bring up the very past past. Nah, I'm just feeling nostalgic. So, I was saying, I saw jotterbooks and I got Priscilla to buy jotterbooks for me for Christmas.

I know Christmas is still far away. It doesn't matter. It's the wait that makes receiving what you always wanted happier. At least that's what I believe in.

Anyway, back to the day.

Today continued and it was still a pretty good day. The weather's nice, breezy and all. I like it to be cold. We get to off the fans you know, which is a good thing, because we're saving the electricity and cutting the usage of our school, which in turn reduces the amount of electricity the country uses, which in turn reduces the amount of fuel burnt to generate the electricity.

There, I am so green I should join the Green Club.

SHIT.

I shouldn't have made fun of Green Club. That's a really awful sin. But it's too late for regrets already. The Green Club knows it, and they'll do all they can to get back at me.

Well, not they actually. I meant HE.

Yes, you know who. When I say Green Club you say _____. Yes, him. Thanks to him, my Monday didn't turn up to be a fantastic Monday in the end.

Even though I could do the Physics worksheet, even though I saw a jotterbook, even though Mdm Has didn't come today and we had a free period for SS. Yes, HE SPOILT MY DAY.

By. Planting. That. That. That. Forest.

WHO NEEDS A FOREST IN SCHOOL?!

In fact, I think I'm SO green I don't need anymore greens. I love eating veges (okay actually I don't) and I eat at least three cups of vege a day. Fine, actually I eat less than a cup, but that's alot already. And I'm definitely a green person because I cross the road only when the green man comes up.

Okay fine, actually I don't. I jaywalk 9 out of 10 times.

But at least I wait for the green man to come up during that 1 time I bother to cross at a traffic light. That's like, 100% of the times I cross at a traffic light okay. Which goes to show I'm a very green person.

Alright, those things have nothing to do with the environment and saving the goddamned important Earth. Fine, then let me list you more evidence on how green a person I am.

I use only 982164 plastic bags a week, which is very little compared to my family who uses 982165 plastic bags a week per person. That's a major feat okay. And I'm kind enough to dispose those plastic bags properly. I usually throw them out the window where I sit back and enjoy my little demonstration of how parachutes land. There, I really recycle plastic bags okay.

Other than that, I never ever pluck flowers from the streets. Because there never are any nice flowers for me to pluck. I pluck leaves though, because I love the green. And I'll shred the leaves into tiny beats and laugh at myself for wasting yet another 3 minutes of my short life. That's uber green on my part because I'm making space for the young plant to grow more leaves. The leaves can get pretty overcrowded sometimes, and I'm just doing my part in making the plant grow into a better one.

Also, I never fail to always throw pieces of paper into the big recycling bins all round Singapore. In fact, I've grown so fond of throwing papers into that red bin that I've started printing papers by mistake on purpose so that I can throw those papers into the bin. Isn't that just so considerate on my part. I'm just so afraid that Mother Earth doesn't get enough paper to recycle. There's a period of time I went SO crazy over recycling that I started throwing in unused A4 and construction paper in. I'm just so passionate about SAVING THE EARTH.

See, all these show that I'm capable of doing green stuff and loving the Earth and I don't need some great man that comes around asking us to participate actively in green activities PLANTING A FOREST IN THE SCHOOL GROUND.

Actually, I had no hard feelings for this guy in the past. He can be rather interesting you know. With his cape and he went standing on tables at the quadrangle presenting the Fabric of Anderson which looks like something I threw into the recycling bin. And I wouldn't have minded his over enthusiasm about that few Coke cans we wash and send for recycling. Not until he planted the forest, AND caused our school grounds to become a WORM INFESTED HELL.

Taa. What else did you think can spoil my Monday?

Take ONE round, just ONE round round Level one of the school compound and count how many worms you pass by, including those on the pillars, walls, ceilings, staircases, drains, railings, windowsills, EVERYWHERE. You name it, they've been on it. It's PLAGUED with worms, worms, worms, worms, more worms, more more worms, even more worms, many many worms, extra lots of worms, super duper more worms, extra dosage of worms, worms, worms worms AND MORE WORMS. They're EVERYWHERE.

I took the stairs and went looking for Fiona in 3/5 after school today.

It was the most horrifying journey of my whole life. Man, I could have died.

Fiona says, a trip from her class to the toilet and back had a worm count of 21. Mighty 21. There are at least 6 or 7 on the wall outside 3/6, and 3/6 is SO plagued with worms from tomorrow onwards I'm going to salute Yi Teng's courage for having survived in 3/6 for that long a time.

During lessons time, Fiona recalled having some goon by the name of Brendan who took the Racial Harmony card holder and caught a worm and brought it to class to scare her. I'm so glad I aren't in 3/5. Brendan should be glad that I'm not in 3/5 too. I'd have forced him swallow that worm down his throat.

That's not the end of the horror stories, not yet.

Another friend of Fiona, Dinah rears not one, but TWO such worms in the box under her desk. They elope one day, fortunately, but another two came and live in it. I almost jumped onto the table and scream and have half my head gone because of the fan until she assured me there're no more worms in that box of horror anymore.

If that's not bad enough, one day, Halim was conscientiously doing his work when suddenly there's one of those creatures on his arm.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

I was really upset by all the worms around. If what they say about the school being your second home is true, I'll run away from home and never ever return.

It was then The Green Man appeared, obviously surveying his ever so important piece of green land he's in charge of. And I went out to have a talk with him. In a not so polite way. Basically I just told him there're far too much worms around and if he doesn't do anything about it, I'll cry.

And he told me "Uh, the counscillors will try to do something about it."

... Right. Eat the worms?

I don't quite blame him for not being able to come up with a good response. I must have seem like a crazy woman shouting and screaming at him about petty little worms. And he seemed quite shocked when I called out to him and said I wanted to speak to him. All those talk about "If you've any problems in your school life, you can always approach me and we'll sort the problems out" before the presidential election was fake alright. This is obviously the first time any Sec 4 had bothered to talk to him. But it's not without reasons.

I think I'm seriously traumatised. If this goes on, I may not even find the courage to go to school. Or I'll start crying everyday, because I'm stucked on 4th floor everyday. And I wouldn't dare go home, or for that matter, come to school at all.

I'm serious. My phobia of worms is so great I myself can't comprehend it. It doesn't make sense to be afraid of that small thing that won't do a thing to harm you. I know I know I know. But it's not something I have control over. You just have to bring a worm 30cm away from me and I can really cry and die in front of you.

I hate being so controlled over something like this. I'm afraid to even walk the corridors outside the general office now. It's that scary, to me. And I hate it because I can't do anything to make me less scared and not be afraid of the worms.

So, before Yenqi does something about the situation, I'm going to bother him each and every single time I see him. HE MUST DO SOMETHING ABOUT THOSE WORMS. I don't care what he does. Eat them, drown them, mass destroy them, I don't care. He's just got to do something about them.

Worse come to worse, I'll just come home crying like someone killed Jay and get my whole family to march to the school and complain to the principal how Yenqi's little forest project has resulted in me being psychologically wounded. Yes, I'm seriously contemplating that.

To hell with Green Club. I'm not going green from today onwards. Your green has made me red.

Sunday, July 30, 2006
♥ Yi Lu Xiang Bei MV

It took me quite awhile to realise the "ann" at the tagboard isn't the same "ann" I know. I really took it as Ann Teo, until I realise she doesn't have a sister. So anyway, I'm nice and uploaded Yi Lu Xiang Bei MV again. So Initial D huh.

Click Here for Yi Lu Xiang Bei MV download.

Actually, MVs like these, you can download them from youtube easily. Just key in the relevant keywords under the search bar, and then you'll be able to view the videos. Then there's the address of that particular video on the right side, copy and paste the site address to Windows Media Player under "Play URL". Then voila, you've just downloaded the video and you can then save it to your com.

:D

♥ TAKUMI FUJIWARA

Finished watching all four stages of Initial D.

IT'S SUPER NICE CAN.

But... No more Initial D makes life seems so boring. Maybe I'll start watching from Stage One again. (There are 24 episodes in each stage, half an hour per episode. That's like 12 hours per stage and 48 hours altogether.)

Really, watching Initial D makes me so happy I can forget about Jay.

Oh, I don't mean Jay Chou. I meant my new pet tortoise, Jay.

... I'm not hala-ing you. I got myself a new pet tortoise and I named it Jay. Because I couldn't think up any better name. Some big headed guy suggested Tortilla, or Torture. But I think Jay's the best. Then at least I won't kill Jay.

But... I may just change the name someday. I can't possibly idolise a tortoise right.

Uh, back to Initial D anime. I FEEL SO HIGH AFTER WATCHING IT LAH. Tadadadadaaa. But I felt kind of sad when I watched the last episode, because I know it's the last episode. The last street race lasted for like 4 episodes. 2 episodes for Keisuke (hill climb + downhill) and 2 episodes for Takumi (downhill). It's super super super super high can.

And I'm really going crazy for Takumi. Keisuke's not bad too, but I don't like his hair, because he spiked it. And he's got Koyoko already. And Ryosuke is super shuai too! But he's too clever already lah. I can't stand clever people. Takumi's still the best. :D

You know, Stage 4 is all about Project D, led by Ryosuke and go round competting with street racers all round the country at their home courses. And Keisuke's the uphill ace and Takumi's the downhill one. And it's just sooooooo cool. So blardy cool.

(I'm going crazy, so don't mind me.)

Anyway, today's Sunday. And I'm not supposed to be home today because it was agreed like two weeks ago that Spiky is to treat Fiona and I Swensens today. But I don't feel like doing anything once I'm at home. It really feels like a chalet you know. Especially so when it's raining. The air's so cool and when you draw the curtains and dim the lights, the only thing you feel like doing is sleep. And watch Initial D anime.

So we postponed it to next week. Although I think it'll still be the same. I'll still opt to stay home and be a pig. And imagine I know Takumi. Or Ryosuke or Keisuke so that I can know Takumi.

But anime is anime. I still have loads of homework waiting for me, on that study table which is right behind me now. Sigh.

Nevermind. I'll just think about Intial D awhile more. (I'll most probably end up watching anime on youtube once I publish this post...) That's what happens when you get addicted you know. You really can't set your mind on any other stuff. I can be doing Chemistry mindmap and I ended up drawing a car with the word SOLID on it.

Byeeeeeeeeee.

Saturday, July 29, 2006
♥ HAHA

Spiky showed me this video sometime last month. I laughed like mad when I watched it. Just last week, Shikin was talking about the same video and I remembered how hilarious it was. Watch it. :D






HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

And I'm still watching Initial D anime. And yes, I do know I should be studying. So I'm doing something wrong even though I know it's wrong. But it can't be too wrong to watch INITIAL D ANIME. So, I accept my own excuses.

Ah. I should die.

Friday, July 28, 2006
♥ Today's not a nice day

Changed the blogskin. I got sick of the last one.

Rather bored at home. It's 10.30pm and I aren't sleeping because I have ten fingers. Don't make sense? Too bad.

Seriously, I don't know what's wrong today. It's not PMS lah, Hanhui. Today just felt, wrong. In every sense though I can't tell in which. But today's just not a nice day. Because I have ten fingers. Taaaa.

Sandy: But you have ten fingers everyday!

Not really. I imagined myself having eleven usually. Lost that kind of imagination today. So I happen to have only ten fingers, which is too little because I don't have that extra finger to play with the other ten fingers. And the ten fingers feel lonely even though they have nine other fingers to play with. They sort of miss the 11th finger. Can't blame them really. The 11th finger is a really nice chap.

...

Alright. Sorry.

Today's not a nice day because, because, because. Because I haven't eaten MacDonalds' twister fries for a long time. Which is a bad omen. Really really bad omen. It's not a good thing that the twister fries go uneaten. Something bad is bound to happen. And we'll all die a horrible death. Because I haven't eaten twister fries for a long time.

Fine. I'll tell you why today is not a nice day.

Today's not a nice day because there is a forest fire in school. Seriously, I'm joking.

Today's not a nice day because there is NO forest fire in school. To burn Yenqi's forest down so that no worms will fall over on staircases and make me cry. Doesn't make sense? I wasn't joking this time round. Not one, but TWO stupid worms made me cry.

Another thing is, today's 28th July, Friday. Which like Priscilla said, is so my birthday because it's 28th and Friday. And I realised I'm 3 months into sixteenhood. Which makes me sad because I'm growing old. My hair's turning white and I'm adding onto the burden of the Economically Active age group of Singapore. I'm part of the greying population. And I'm so old I start talking rubbish. Like this. So, today's not a nice day.

What makes today the worst day ever is the fact that I'm not a millionaire yet.

I got bitten by a mosquito today, and I killed it, so it's a bad day for the mosquito too.

Today's not a nice day because I heard a seal fell in love with a dolphin. And the seal's pretty hurt (because it fell). And the dolphin actually feels sad, because it knows it can never be with the seal. And it attempted sucide, but the seal's good friend, another seal, stopped the dolphin just in time, rescuing it before it drowns. But the dolphin still died in the end, because it actually needs some water to survive. Then the seal recovered but the dolphin is dead. So the seal attempted sucide too. And it died. And then the vets revived the dolphin. But the seal is beyond cure. The devastated dolphin chose to die in the end.

What a sad love story isn't it. I read in from the newspaper. Serious. I'm not talking cock. That's not what exactly the newspaper wrote but that's about the whole story. Roughly, but the seal's good friend part wasn't real. The rest is.

So anyway, today's not a nice day because of the sad story between the seal and the dolphin. And I hope they reunite in heaven, or wherever they go to. Because I want to see what their kids will look like. A sealed dolphin. Pretty cute huh.

Alright, fine, I was bullshitting you. You really thought a seal and a dolphin fell in love? Man, then I would really be a millionaire. Then perhaps today wouldn't be such a bad day afterall. But today is a bad day, so the seal-dolphin story is there only to derive a little joy from bullshitting you. I managed to get that little joy though, so thank you, even if you didn't fall for it. I'll just pretend you did. I love living in a world of my own. With Sandy in it of course.

Today's not a nice day because the hall sounds empty. Right. Figure out what that means and tell me. I seriously have no idea what I'm saying. Serious. No joy in bullshitting you this kind of things what. It's funny only to see people believe a seal and a dolphin fell in love.

And today's not a nice day because there's crushed ice in the milk tea from Mos Burger today. And ice sounds like eyes, which makes me think my eyes are crushed, which makes me think my eyes like somebody, which makes me wonder who my eyes like. And then I realise they can't possibly have a crush on anybody when they're crushed. And so I feel dumb for the nth time because I'm always thinking nonsense.

Today's definitely not a nice day because you chance upon my site and have finished reading that much crap without you taking the initiative to exit this site.

That's almost as dumb as me.

Actually, today's just not a nice day. I'll tell you the reason, since you beared with me for that long.

Today's not a nice day because I have ten fingers.

Or maybe because it's Friday, yet again.

Thursday, July 27, 2006
♥ Blog screaming

I'm lazy to update. Hooked onto Heroes 4 nowadays. It's a game, which is not really fun, but I still like it. Which makes no sense, but anything lah.

Weather's perfect for sleep.

I'm an ultimate slacker. And I'm actually proud of it. Which is, not a good thing. Tsk.

I'm feeling super lazy. So. Bye. I updated because my blog is lonely.

Actually I just want to say something.

Today's not a good day. And tomorrow's going to be worse.

I guess the Friday thing is coming back to haunt me. At least I liked one Friday.

Feel like blog screaming, again. So.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

By the way, never order a cake from Four Leaves. Just to remind you again.

Monday, July 24, 2006
♥ I FEEL VOID -tadadadadadada

People, I wish somebody can slap me in the face and tell me O'Levels is so near that I should start praying I'll do well because obviously I won't.

And while all others are chionging their studies and brushing up their QA skills, here I am, stuck in a room in Woodlands, doing nothing except

watching Initial D anime.

Ah. I am hooked. Like a worm is to a fishing rod. NO I AM NOT A WORM. That's just a metaphor, you dumb.

By the way, Chunying's mother cooks nice fried rice. Very nice in fact. I feel ashamed because I know I won't grow up and know how to cook. That's why I need someone who'll cook nice food and feed me. I know I'm useless lah. Pathetic life right. Must wait for somebody to take care of me. Can't drive, can't cook, can't do this can't do that.

I remember this conversation with Fiona sometime back. About My Pathetic Life.

Fiona > Then what age you want to marry?
Me > 23. 25 start having kids.
Fiona > Then marry who?
Me > How I know? Find somebody rich who can drive?
Fiona > Why? You don't want to drive meh?
Me > DON'T WANT! WILL KILL PEOPLE. I wait for people to fetch me.
Fiona > Then if the guy die already leh?
Me > Got chauffeur.
Fiona > If chauffeur die?
Me > Take cab.
Fiona > If no money take cab?
Me > Then I also go and die lor.
Fiona > HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

I feel so useless. Like void.

Bye. -waves and hand drops out-

SO VOID.

Saturday, July 22, 2006
♥ Takumi!

I can't understand how people can stand coms that lag. Because I can't. So I forced my brother to reformat the com that's down with many viruses and lags like there's no tomorrow. But once again, I'm dumb enough not to realise I should save my files in the D drive first before he reformats the whole C drive. And once again, all my files are gone.

Not like it mattered. There wasn't much files to start with since the last time my com was reformatted.

Anyway, today's those kind of days where you can just live over and over again. Those stay at home and shake legs and watch Initial D anime and sleep and sleep and sleep day. Beautiful life isn't it. I get to eat vanilla ice cream, no idea who bought it, which is in the freezer.

And there's bananas, chocolates, and even my favourite junk food, twister fries, which somebody bought and left in the kitchen. Uh, that's my breakfast, lunch and dinner. All the food mentioned. I haven't been eating regularly, not even on weekdays. I've been having a meal a day for the last week. Which is unhealthy but something got onto me and I don't feel like eating. Maybe I'm getting anorexic, and will become thinner and thinner and thinner and thinner to a point that I am flammable.

Fine, not funny. I'll try harder next time.

Chatting with Priscilla this afternoon...

NIL. says:
so cold

NIL. says:
cuz it's antartica

[[ so stiff I can't even feel it ]]___[[.jAy.]] says:
can you ask him to get a limited edition penguin for me?

[[ so stiff I can't even feel it ]]___[[.jAy.]] says:
i love penguins

[[ so stiff I can't even feel it ]]___[[.jAy.]] says:
meat

[[ so stiff I can't even feel it ]]___[[.jAy.]] says:
er

[[ so stiff I can't even feel it ]]___[[.jAy.]] says:
i mean

[[ so stiff I can't even feel it ]]___[[.jAy.]] says:
penguins are cute

NIL. says:
-.-

[[ so stiff I can't even feel it ]]___[[.jAy.]] says:
:D

NIL. says:
penguin meat

[[ so stiff I can't even feel it ]]___[[.jAy.]] says:
noooo

NIL. says:
at least not a penguin head

[[ so stiff I can't even feel it ]]___[[.jAy.]] says:
i don't eat penguins

[[ so stiff I can't even feel it ]]___[[.jAy.]] says:
i devour them

[[ so stiff I can't even feel it ]]___[[.jAy.]] says:
aw

NIL. says:
sokmui, stop possessing meigui!

NIL. says:
i hereby command u to leave her!

NIL. says:
GO!

[[ so stiff I can't even feel it ]]___[[.jAy.]] says:
ey hey

[[ so stiff I can't even feel it ]]___[[.jAy.]] says:
ey hey ey hey

[[ so stiff I can't even feel it ]]___[[.jAy.]] says:
i just like to possess lehh

[[ so stiff I can't even feel it ]]___[[.jAy.]] says:
ey heyyyy

NIL. says:
SMUI!

NIL. says:
GO!

[[ so stiff I can't even feel it ]]___[[.jAy.]] says:
go where?

[[ so stiff I can't even feel it ]]___[[.jAy.]] says:
antartica?

NIL. says:
or i'll get a taoist priest to do the job!

[[ so stiff I can't even feel it ]]___[[.jAy.]] says:
i've had enough of penguins already

NIL. says:
taoist priest: I am here!

[[ so stiff I can't even feel it ]]___[[.jAy.]] says:
woooooo

NIL. says:
!

NIL. says:
SM's gone!

NIL. says:
did u know she just possessed u?

[[ so stiff I can't even feel it ]]___[[.jAy.]] says:
yah

[[ so stiff I can't even feel it ]]___[[.jAy.]] says:
sort of

NIL. says:
i am glad u are !

NIL. says:
welcome!

[[ so stiff I can't even feel it ]]___[[.jAy.]] says:
because she wants to kill you so that I can go back to intial d anime

[[ so stiff I can't even feel it ]]___[[.jAy.]] says:
which is kind of for a good cause

[[ so stiff I can't even feel it ]]___[[.jAy.]] says:
so i don't really blame her

NIL. says:
okok

NIL. says:
go

NIL. says:
-.-

Haha.

Anyway, I kind of like the number 155. Know why? Ey hey, don't tell you. Try guessing, though you'll never guess it right. No lah, I'm not bluffing you again. I'm not going to say there's no reason why I like the number 155. There is, I think. Okok, there IS a reason why I like the number 155. :D

Oh, before I forget. I keep wanting to blog this but I keep forgetting. I just HAD to remind you again that you should never order a cake from Four Leaves. Haha. I think I'll go check out Four Leaves some time, just to see whether that dang sales assistant is still working there. I'll let you know if she's not there anymore. I bet there are other people who complain about her right. I can't be the only one.

I miss badminton. Been a long time since I last played. Can't find the time, lah. (Lame excuse) Uh, uh, fine, I'm just lazy. But I still miss badminton, and I really feel like playing. Hrm.

This entry is random and uh, crappy. Like all other entries. And you must be damn bored, because you're still reading a meaningless entry that's not going to make you a better person or change your life for the better. But you're proven yourself to be capable of reading lame entries. Which is rather commendable. Congrats.

MAN. What the hell am I blogging about. This. Entry. Is. So. Meaningless.

Actually I know the reason why I am blogging. But as usual, I'm going to act mysterious and not tell you. I love making people curious. Other than making people confused. It gives me a sense of satisfaction you know. Warped? HAHA.

I think I'm going crazy.

I love Takumi Fujiwara to the extent I wish I'm just some character in the comic or something. Don't have to be a girl, but I just want to see him for real, as in, in the comic itself. Uh, what am I saying. As in, I want to be one of the fictitous characters of Initial D so that I can be Takumi's kind, and I can't talk to him and race with him and blah.

Told you, I think I'm going crazy.

So I'm going to stop blogging. For now. And maybe for a long time. But I can control myself everytime I say I'm going to stop blogging. So, shall see.

Life IS unpredictable. Man, I feel so Krishna.

Bye.

♥ Join the BLUFF SON CLUB

17 July to 22 July, that's 5 days without entries. Actually I've been signing into Blogger almost everytime I come online, which is everyday. And I always come to this page, the Posting page, and just stopped there. Because I'll be chatting with people over MSN and surfing blogs and watching Initial D on youtube and doing many other things at the same time. Like, eating, reading, listening to music and blah blah blah.

Basically, I'm just too lazy to blog, and am finding other excuses for myself for not blogging.

Today's Saturday, and man, look at the time. It's only 8.30am. I woke up at 5.50am today and ran around the house thinking I'm going to be late. Then I rushed into the toilet to bathe. I only realised it's bloody Saturday when I'm deciding whether to wear half school U or full school U to school. And then I remembered about Racial Harmony Day, and then I remembered Racial Harmony Day PASSED ALREADY. And so I remembered it's Saturday today, and realised how dumb I am.

I went back to bed after that, although I couldn't really sleep. Because Sandy keeps laughing at me.

Sometimes I really wonder why people can get SO dumb. Okay, it doesn't really concern me why people can get so dumb. But me? Why am I so dumb sometimes?!

You know, last night I smsed Spiky "Don't be too sad about your phone le! :D" after knowing he lost his phone at some Toa Payoh place after playing lan games. And if you remembered reading in one of my past entries, I did the exact same thing when Fiona lost her phone. Except that time I took a whole 15 minutes before realising she's not going to read the message because, duh, she lost her phone. This time I took like, 3 minutes or so. Which is a major improvement already. So shut up.

Okay, enough about me being dumb.

People, Son doesn't know what is a beetle. I just have to tell the whole world. He thought a beetle is a cockroach. AND he pronounce cockroach as cock roach. He's so funny can. As in, he's funny in the it's-funny-laughing-at-him sense. LOL. Yesterday was the best man. You know those kind of fancy thing you put up for decoration? Those commonly seen on Christmas trees. The one which was on our Best Banner Award hamper. The one that looked like this:



The red and orange and yellow prickly thing. Haha. We hang it on our noticeboard, and this was what happened.

During Maths lesson...

Son: Eh, what's that thing called? (pointing to the noticeboard) It's not called ribbon right?
Me: You ask Mdm Wong lah.

Son: Mdm Wong, what's that? (pointing to the noticeboard)
Mdm Wong: HARH! SON! YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT'S THAT?!!
Son: ... What's that?
Mdm Wong: SON! HOW COULD YOU. That's our Singapore culture, you know. It's a tradition, every class will hang one. It's to ensure that the students get good results. You don't know arh?
Son: Harh? Where got such thing!
Mdm Wong: Got! Haiyoh, you don't even know this. Must make sure it's exactly this length somemore, if not it won't work.

Me: (LAUGHING LIKE CRAZY)
Son: -deep in thought- Harh... So superstitious. Why other classes don't have?

(Yixin and Angel join in the Bluff Son Act)
Yixin: Other classes don't want others to know they hang this mah. They don't want people to think they kiasu, but our class don't mind what.
Me: Yah lah, other classes sure got one. Just that they don't hang it on their noticeboards. You go ask your other scholar friends lah. They sure know one lor. Not like you, come TWO years liao still don't know!!
Son: -deep in thought- Oh... I see I see.

Mdm Wong: You don't believe you ask Mr Yu lah. Later you all got Physics right? You go ask Mr Yu what's that, see what he say.

During Physics...

Son: Mr Yu, what's that arh? (pointing at noticeboard)
Mr Yu: What what's that?
Son: That thing. Mdm Wong says it's something holy.
Mr Yu: Orh... That. What did Mdm Wong tell you?
Son: She says it's something to make us get good results, and we must respect it.
Mr Yu: Yah lah, you don't know meh? You know the story behind it? Got story behind it one leh.
Son: Really? What's the story?
Mr Yu: Next time then I tell you.

Me: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

(Then Son didn't know how to do one Physics question.)
Me: See lah, Son! You never respect that thing then now cannot do this question liao. You don't respect somemore wait you cannot study arh!
Son: No~ I respected it what. I never didn't respect it what!
Me: You sit directly in front of it somemore leh. You cannot don't believe in it arh. Wait we all results not good we all blame you arh!
Son: Eh. Haha. So superstitious. Every class have one?
Me: Yah lah. Our class last year also got what.
Son: No. Don't have.
Me: Got. It's at the back of the class. Behind there. Got lah. Sure have one.
Son: No~ Don't have.
Me: Orh.. You don't believe in it again liao right.
Son: No no no no no. I believe I believe.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

It's BLOODY FUNNY bluffing Son. Really. I so enjoy doing it.

Nothing much to blog about really. Life's pretty boring.

Have a nice weekend! :D

Monday, July 17, 2006
♥ My Ideal Boyfriend

Today, I'm here to blog a long long long long and useless entry to make up for the days I haven't been blogging. I kind of missed blogging. My com's down with Spyware and Trojan horses and whatever but obviously I aren't giving a damn, as usual, because as long as I'm Meigui, my brother is in charge of fixing the com when it breaks down. Ah ha.

DO NOT READ UNLESS YOU HAVE NOTHING BETTER TO DO.

To entertain you (I know many of you read my blog solely because you find it entertaining), I'm going to blog about MY IDEAL BOYFRIEND. There, see that's the reason why I said this entry is going to be long long long and still long, because the criteria will go on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and... you get the idea.

The 20 qualities he must possess:

#1 I must think he's good looking.

You know what I mean by good looking. Note I didn't say "He must be good looking." I said "I must think he's good looking." And for the last time I'm going to repeat myself, LUIS FIGO IS SHUAI. He may be a little old uhm, matured in age but he's NOT AN OLD FAG. The next time I hear anyone say that, I swear I'm going to hire Sokmui to kill he/she. SOKMUI okay. I mentioned the killer's name. SO don't you dare say Figo is an old fag, never ever again.

And other than Figo, I think Cristiano Ronaldo is shuai too.

And of course, Jay. But wait, I think Jay is more shuai than Jay. Wait nono, Jay is the shuaiest. But hey, I think Jay beats Jay in terms of shuainess. Erm, I change my mind. I think Jay is the shuaiest of all.

So, you qualify only if you look like this:



That's with Figo's nose and Ronaldo's mouth and Jay's everything else. But then again, I DON'T THINK THAT'S GOOD LOOKING. In fact, NOT good looking at all. That looks like a total freak. So, too bad. No one's good looking enough.

HOWEVER, I may consider this...



That is, if he look exactly like that. Exactly, including the way he holds the mike and the way he tilts his head when he smiles and the way he just simply melts me like I'm ice cream.

#2 He must know how to drive.

By drive, I don't mean Daytona or Crazy Taxi. I mean the real car. Because I'm depending on somebody to chauffeur me in future, since I don't intend to learn how to drive and put others lives on danger. (Yes, I know I'm going to be a reckless driver, for sure.) So, he must know how to drive. Bonus point if he can RACE. Like Jay in Initial D. And he cannot curse while driving. Because I'm vulgar enough.

#3 He must not over use hair gel.

I'm okay with guys styling their hair with gel. BUT I absolutely hate it when guys use gel on their hair like today's the last day they have on Earth and they must finish the hair gel they spent their 50 years allowance on. Unless they're performing in a school play and they're acting at Hitler, that I can understand. But STOP IMITATING PORCUPINES!!!

Unless, of course, your name is Jiahao and you need that extra 2 or 3cm to make yourself APPEAR taller. But other than that, NO NO NO NO.

You know, they don't actually harm anybody right. They have their hair high and their spirits high, why not? But the problem comes when these porcupines look-alikes take MRT.

They. Like. To. Lean. On. Glass. Panes.

And make the glass panes shine. With their disgusting hair gel.

I know what you're going to say. I won't be tall enough to be affected by that, anyway. True, I don't, most of the times. But there happens to be short porcupines around. Like COUGHS Jiahao COUGHS. Yah. And although I enjoy experimentating to be a porcupine using Gatsby at home, I don't enjoy getting somebody else's hair gel all over my hair.

SO, my guy must not over use hair gel. Okay, wait. I change, my guy must not use hair gel AT ALL. Because the only person who uses hair gel and I have nothing to say about it is my dad, because if he doesn't, he may be mistaken for David Beckham Asian old version. You remember Beckham used to have this cock hairstyle? The one that looks cocky, as in, look like a cock. Uh yah, that's my dad's usual hairstyle. And because I abhor Beckham, I agree to him using hair gel. That's all.

#4 He must watch soccer.

Okay, not necessarily watch soccer. But he must at least KNOW soccer. Because any guy who doesn't is gay. Generalisation? I don't care. Any guy who doesn't watch soccer is gay. Tadah. :D

I know Jay doesn't watch soccer. But he's an exception. :D

#5 He must not have long fingernails and toenails.

If there's one thing I'm extremely anal about, it's nails. No such thing as easier to type, easier to pry open cans, easier to this easier to that. Short nails, fingers and toes. I can't even stand girls with long fingernails, what's more boys? Therefore, any guy with long fingernails or toenails is gay. (By the end of this entry, you'll realise lots of people fall under my category of gay. But too bad. I love talking cock.

#6 He must agree I'm reasonable, always.

Because I'm extremely sexist, I think females are always right. Just like females are always on the right of population pyramids, like what Mrs Theresa Lim said. Females are always right. So even if I'm not talking sense, even if I'm talking nonsense, even if I know I'm being unreasonable, even if I wake up one day flare up for no reason, I'm still reasonable, even if there's no reason for me to be reasonable.

(I advise all males to stop reading right now, because I think all of you will stop befriending me by the time you finish reading the last word of this entry.)

#7 He must wear pink shirts.

Now that's not gay. Pink is a nice colour, actually. Although I don't think I'll ever be in the right mind to wear a pink shirt, but I think guys who wear pink shirts are worth looking up to. (Okay, I know, I'm not beginning to talk sense already...) Aiyah, I just think pink shirts are nice. And although there's no reason why a guy wearing pink shirt should be attractive, he just is.

#8 He must not have long hair.

There's a reason why I hate F4 that much okay. THEIR HAIR. I don't know why, but guys give me an idea they don't go about doing facials and going for a hairwash at the saloon. Thus, I think girls give more of a damn about hygeine that guys do. SO, with long hair, it just gives me the creeps because headlice can grow. And one headlouse means I can go round screaming and Aceing my 2.4km run.

Plus, long hair is a waste of shampoo. And I use alot of shampoo already. (I wash my hair three times a day.) So I don't want see somebody else who wastes as much shampoo as I do. Yah, which brings me to another point.

#9 His shampoo must smell nice.

I know that's a super lame quality. It's not even a quality, lah. But having a nice smelling shampoo shows you're detailed, which shows you care about the slightest things, which shows you're a caring guy, which shows you're nice? Uh, link very far. But aiyah, the shampoo must smell nice, lah.

#10 He must not be afraid of worms.

Because I am. If a worm appears and both jump onto the table screaming for help, then what? Cry into each other shoulders? And wait for the freaking disgusting thing to finish crawling the ground? What if it crawls onto the table...? AHHHHHHHHH.

But then again, not afraid doesn't mean love. No wait, which guy will love worms? Farmer John? Because earthworms dig holes in the soil and help to loosen the soil which helps the soil to better absorb the nutrients. What a pathetic life. Imagine digging holes for life. Meaningless insignificant creatures. They shouldn't even have the right to exist. Tsk.

By the way, I was saying, he must not love worms. Because if he loves worms, and he loves me, then I'm equal to a worm. Which just typing out that phrase makes me feel like eating the keyboard. Thus, he must not be afraid of worms, and he must not love worms.

#11 He must not laugh at me when I laugh at cartoons.

Self explanatory. I feel extremely retard when I'm the only one out of 10 people watching Dexter laughing like crazy. And just when I'm feeling overjoyed that someone is actually laughing as well, I realise that person is laughing because of how retard I am. That makes me feel like a worm. Ew.

#12 He must have odd-number of eyelashes on each eye.

I'll tell you about that at the end of this entry.

#13 He must have a nice name.

Imagine. You're walking alongside your boyfriend in a crowded shopping mall, and you bump into your old old old friend. Okay, not exactly old, in fact same age as you, just that you haven't met her for a long time. And she comes over and asks you what's your boyfriend's name. And you go, "Oh, I forgot to introduce. Sandy, this is Aliytghsiiimmhjeri Kiysdnbyerwiiop, or you can call him Ali."

That aside, the children in future will have to be named Jay Kiysdnbyerwiiop. Which makes the name Jay look so retard already. And Jay is actually a not so complex name. What if you want to name your child Alex Michael Sheldon? Then your child's name will become Alex Michael Sheldon Kiysdnbyerwiiop. Which means you have to pay the price of two nametags instead of one in future. And most probably the form teachers will come looking for you because they ran out of space to type his name in the class list.

Okay, long names aside, the name must sound okay too.

Imagine dating Lucky. The last place on Earth you can go with him in the park. There'll be SO many Luckys around. Dating Lucky doesn't mean you'll be lucky you know. You'll catch the flu from him every now and then, because he's always sneezing (someone's talking about him, again). Someout out there just lost his dog again, and is desperately looking for Lucky in the void deck.

#14 He must know how to cook.

Not like I'll care to eat what he cooks lah, but in case of emergency mah. In times like World War 4 or something, where you can't go downstairs to buy Fillet-O-Fish or call 62353535 for Pizzahut. Then it'll come in handy. I don't want to die eating Maggie Mee everyday you know. I'm rather sick of it actually. So he must know how to cook, AND not burn the kitchen down. Otherwise we may just have to go live in the refuge camps at MRT stations. (It's World War 4...) Also, I eat quite alot. And I love to eat. And sleep. And not do anything.

In short, I'm just a pig. So he must know how to rare a pig. In a nice way. No, in a super nice way.

#15 He must cry.

Actually, I like to see guys cry. Uh, what did I just say?

I said, I like to see guys cry. Because it's rather rare you know. Few guys can actually, really, cry without feeling like they've just stabbed their ever so important ego. I mean, it's okay to cry what. What's wrong with crying?

I'm not saying to the extreme like Haobo crying by the back door when he's bullied by guys back in Sec 2. That's void. It's different. As in, I like to see guys cry, but I don't like to see guys getting sentimental and emotional too often. Makes sense? I know it don't. That's the whole point. Didn't I always say I love confusing you?

#16 He MUST MUST MUST MUST give up a seat to an old lady or old man or pregnant lady in the bus or train.

Enough said. I can't stand guys who continue plugging in their Mp3, eyes closed and pretending to sleep, hoping the world doesn't realise they're able-bodied and healthy and deserve to be standing to give their leg muscles some toning. Now sitting down and pretending the old lady isn't that old and he's the one who deserves the seat because he's tired after playing three hours of Para Para IS GAY.

And everytime I see these guys I really feel like giving them a slap in their face and demanding them to stand up that instant. But I never did. I'm so ashamed of myself. :( Perhaps one day I just might. When I'm drunk or running another fever. It's times like these I have those What-can-possibly-happen mindsets, which is good, actually.

That said, bonus points for guys who slap these weak-legged gays and make them give up their seat. :D

#17 He must not smoke.

Unless he's on fire, where I'll understand if he's smoking. Other than that, no. NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO. Because I love Darlie and I hate yellow teeth. Nono, that's beside the point. Smoking is bad for health and yada yada yada, you know the rest.

#18 He must not be boring.

My definition of boring can be rather warped. One thing, I don't find Hindi shows boring. I find them super duper interesting actually. So, what is boring?

Boring is when I ask you a question and you always give me the same old answer.

"I don't know." "Anything." "You decide."

These words are BANNED. TOTALLY BANNED.

I'm okay with making decisions you know. But, I don't know, anything lor. You decide lah. Aiyah, don't know lah. You decide you decide. I anything lah. I also don't know what I saying. Anything lah. You say what then what lor. Anything anything. Really anything. You decide lah, I don't know.

SEE HOW IRRITATING IT CAN BE?!!

#19 He must be healthier than me.

Because I suck at taking care of people. Really. I tried taking care of a friend who was running a fever. I bought her fish porridge, but did not make sure there's no fish bones. So she ended up choking. And when she finally got the fish bone out, I gave her medication but I realised I forgot to give her part of the medication which was meant to be taken before food. So I just gave her everything, anyway. And she went to sleep. And then I got bored so I started disturbing her and waking her up to watch VCDs with me.

So, I can only depend on others to take care of me. Never the other way round. Don't ask me over to take care of some sickly patient okay. He or she may just end up worse than before.

#20 He must play with me.

And I mean everything. From swings to playdoh to fishing games to hopscotch to imaginary monopoly. EVERYTHING. :D

Okay. I'm done with 20. Now let me explain #12. The one about odd-number eyelashes on each eye. Actually, I was just trying to be funny. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

-_-

Now acknowledgements.

Actually there's no one to thank. But I just have to include this section because Priscilla forced me to. I must thank her for her continuous encouragement and inspiration, although there are none. Encouragement maybe, but I didn't quite felt encouraged. As for inspiration... Let's just pretend she inspired me. So, thanks Priscilla.

Other than Priscilla, I've got no one else to thank already. That makes the whole acknowledgements thingy so redundant. But I can't possibly delete it. Priscilla will feel so disappointed. Alright then. I'll thank more people.

Thank you More people.

My, how lame can I get. Told you not to read unless you've nothing better to do. But I know you'll still read it, partly because you DO have nothing better to do, and also because the more I ask you not to read it, the more you'll read it. Stubborn cows.

I'm finally publishing this post. I took a long time to type these crap you know. If Blogger deletes it, I'm really going to sue Blogger in my dreams. I swear.

Friday, July 14, 2006
♥ Anti-Ahlians-And-Ahbengs

While you guys are in school slugging out whatever you've memorised about Krishna and transcendence, I'm slugging out last night's dinner, literally. I had chicken briyani encore last night. (I had chicken briyani for lunch.)

WOOHOO. I'm sick. This is the second time this year I've missed Literature common test because I'm sick. I fell sick and missed Literature CA1 too, and I had to do a different paper which was much more difficult outside the class where I had the whole clock on my table. Lol.

Oh, and I went home yesterday after playing Scrabble in the library with Huiming, Vanessa, Apple, gillian and Aaron for hours. And I could feel my head burning inside. It's like, totally blasting even when I'm not listening to Walking In The Sun over the mp3.

This got me super fed up: WHY ARE THERE SO MANY AH LIANS AND AH BENGS AROUND?!!!

You see, I was in the train at around 6 plus, last cabin and I was sitting on a two-seater seat because the train was rather empty. So, as I was sitting there wishing that the train would fly so that I can go see the doctor quick, two ah lians in YCK sec uniform and an ah beng in home clothes boarded the train at Khatib, or Yishun, I can't remember which.

And because the seat beside me was empty, the three of them started a super loud discussion over who is to take that seat. And then the thinner ah lian started talking extremely loudly over the phone because apparently her boyfriend, Peter, is unhappy that she is going out with her "gan di" (not ghandi lah, as in god-brother). And then the ghandi, I mean gan di, got "du lan" (meaning unhappy) over Peter and thinks that his "gan jie" (god-sister) is too good for him. So they started a mini fight there in the last cabin where they started pinching each other, and the other ah lian (called Alicia, yes I come to know all their names within that short 20 mins) joined in too.

And I swear, I wasn't the only person who got irritated on the train. All stares and glares were shot in this one direction and I was afraid they would take me as one of them. =/ What makes it worse is then these ah lians and ah beng scolded vulgarities like anything! I mean, how can they be more vulgar than me?!

Their kan ni na don't go kan ni na you know. Theirs go kAAn ni na, in a super slow-mo way. And it's so loud the person standing at the end of the cabin could hear it. Especially so when the ah lian was talking on phone. At one point of time, she flared up at whoever was on the phone (not Peter, Peter's friend I figured) and said something like "&^^%#$, like I got money take taxi down like that!!!" And then the other two lian and beng turned to her and did "Shhhhhhh" simultaneously, with their fingers on their lips.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. How ironic. Then the ah lian put down the phone and almost burst into tears. Then the ah beng shouted some more vulgarities (NOTE: He was one of those who did the SHHHH stunt) and then the ah lian who was talking on phone started laughing.

It is at this point of time I shot them the stop-being-retards look, because apparently my head's enough to fry an egg, and there they are pinching each other to get one of them to sit down. The thinner ah lian caught hold of that glare and started the ever-so-popular stare what stare hot talk.

So I gave her a... a... I don't know how to describe that expression. It's just to say I despise them that kind of look. (I did that because all three of them don't look scary, the other ah lian and the ah beng are both on the plump side, and no, judging from how the thin ah lian looks, I doubt Peter is anyone great either.) So I just turned away, looking bored and I actually shook my head.

Man, I must really be running a fever. I'll never care to cross ah lians and ah bengs paths, but I did, yesterday.

And so, fat ah beng demanded an apology. (By now, almost the whole cabin eyes were on us.) And I felt kind of outnumbered because I have fat ah beng sitting next to me, and two ah lians towering above me. I felt even more so... Outsized. And then I did the most unexpected thing. I didn't want to do that either, but I did...

I...

I yawned.

I swear it was accidental. As in, I didn't mean to yawn. But the yawn feeling just came and before I can think this is not the right time to yawn, I yawned. Obviously, the ah beng and lians took it as disrespect or whatever or whatever and their shoutings became even more dramatic.

I don't know if it's because I'm running a 39.0 degress fever, or purely because I can't be bothered to think this is anything big, I mastered all my energy and said as loudly as I could:

"Can you all stop being so childish?"

-_-

Lol. Then they started the you-better-watch-out thing and the ah beng started chanting my name, surname included, etc etc. All the way till they alighted at Woodlands, where I alighted too.

-_-

By the way, Physics paper was BORING. I'll pass if I'm lucky. Sigh. There's just too much time, lah. I finished the paper 45 minutes earlier. And so I entertained myself, like this:



I was trying to finish up my blue ink, so that I can refill the new one. And then I refilled my black ink too and then I'm left with nothing to do. So I started taking staples and forming a ladder on my table, waiting for some ant that may pass by to climb it. -_-

But I got bored after awhile. So I did this with the packaging of my blue and black inks.



Cute huh. Can reduce the amount of rubbish Singapore collects leh. :D

But then I had nothing to do again. So I resorted to more retarded acts so that I can laugh while entertaining myself.

I made my blue and black pens fight. Can't remember who won though. -_- Hahahaha. I made my two index fingers fight too. gillian saw it, HAHA.

And then I tried to scare my calculator. And came out with the highlighter joke. I put the highlighter on my lap and imagined it saying: "This is the first time I felt so low."

-_-

But I STILL HAVE LOTS OF TIME LEFT.

So I decided to do something that requires a longer time. Like, forcing myself to cry. Which I did. But I started crying in less than 2 minutes. Which got me so fed up because that means I don't get to waste too much time. And then I started laughing to myself because I realise how retarded I am. Mr Krishna saw me crying and laughing to myself, and he gave me this weird look.

...

I was SO happy when the time's finally up.

It's boring at home. :( I feel like going for a rollercoaster ride.

:D

Have a nice day!

Wednesday, July 12, 2006
♥ Voices

I don't know what I'm landing myself into. I'm hearing VOICES everywhere.

Hi. Today's um, fine. Because it's English and Geography. And Geography's always comforting. Went AMK library with Chunying Soon Dun Chun Ying and gillian. Attempted studying Physics, but failed miserably. I think it's my problem. They should be able to study fine without me. :(

We ended up rolling on the floor laughing, again. Laughing at ALL kinds of things. At twit messages on Teenage magazines (yes, the library has Teenage magazines, how distracting), at "optical illusions", at Soon Dun Chun Ying's primary school mates etc etc. Just ALL SORTS OF THINGS LAH. Haha.

And then we went to play swings, all three of us, and I freaked gillian out too. Then we went the not tanned price, Fairprice (HAHA), where gillian bought sushi and a bun for her siblings. How sweet.

Came home, bathed, watch an hour of TV. I sort of forced myself to watch the TV, because too many times have I not understood what somebody is talking about because he or she is referring to a recent TV commercial. LOL. But the show's nice though. Funny, the 7pm Channel 8 show. Haha.

And aiyah. I think there's something wrong, somewhere. Something just don't seem to click. And panadol worked. Uh, no link. Haha. Nevermind. Panadol just works, lah.

And because I'm feeling mean as usual, I just have to remind you again. DO NOT ORDER A CAKE FROM FOUR LEAVES. NEVER NEVER NEVER EVER. The last thing you should do is to order a cake from FOUR LEAVES, WOODLANDS BRANCH.

Oh by the way, I keep bumping into old friends these days. Old like, two three years never see that kind of old. =/

I want get some sleep. As for Physics... Tomorrow then say, lah. Haha.

I have the right mindset! Yes, I do!

Monday, July 10, 2006
♥ This time please someone come and rescue me

BLASTING: SOS - Rihanna

Woke up after a 3 hours nap, head blasting like deep shit. I've not started anything about AMaths. Don't intend to, anyway. I rather spend the time on Geography or Physics or even Literature. L1R5 ain't going to include AMaths or Chemistry, I know it.

SOS - Rihanna

[Intro]
Lalala, lalala, lalalalala, Ohhh (You know, I never felt like this before)
Lalala, lalala, lalalalala, Ohhh (This feeling's like so real)

[Verse 1]
I'm obessive when just one thought of you comes up
I'm aggressive, 'cos just one thought ain't close enough
You got me stressing, incessantly pressing the issue
Cause every moment gone you know I miss you
I'm the question and you're of course the answer
Just hold me close boy cause I'm your tiny dancer
You make me shaken up, I'm never mistaken
But I can't control myself, got me calling out for help

[Chorus]
S-O-S please someone help me.
It's not healthy for me to feel this
Y-O-U are making this hard
I can't take it see it don't feel right.
S-O-S please someone help me,
It's not healthy for me to feel this
Y-O-U are making this hard
You got me tossing and turning can't sleep at night

[Bridge]
This time please someone come and rescue me
'Cause you on my mind has got me losing it
I'm lost, you got me lookin for the rest of me
Love is testing me but still I'm losing it
This time please someone come and rescue me
'cause you on my mind has got me losing it,
I'm lost you got me looking for the rest of me,
Got the best of me, so now I'm losing it.

[Verse 2]
Just your presence and I second guess my sanity,
yes it's a lesson, it's unfair, you stole my vanity
My tummy's up in knots, and when i see ya it gets so hot
My common sense is out the door, can't seem to find the lock
Take on me (uh huh) you know inside you feel it right
Take me on, I could just die up in your arms tonight!
I melt with you, ya got me head over heels, (over heels)
Boy you keep me hanging on the way you make me feel!

[Chorus]
S-O-S, please someone help me (someone help me)
It's not healthy for me to feel this
Y-O-U are making this hard
You got me tossing and turning can't sleep at night.

[Bridge]
This time please someone come and rescue me
'Cause you on my mind has got me losing it
I'm lost, you got me lookin for the rest of me
Love is testing me but still I'm losing it
This time please someone come and rescue me
'cause you on my mind has got me losing it,
I'm lost you got me looking for the rest of me,
Got the best of me, so now I'm losing it.

[Verse 3:]
Boy you know you got me feeling open and
Boy your love's enough with words unspoken
I said BOY I'm telling you, you got me open,
I don't know what to do it's true, I'm going crazy over you,
I'm begging

[Chorus]
S-O-S, please someone help me (somebody help me)
It's not healthy for me to feel this
Y-O-U are making this hard
You got me tossing and turning can't sleep at night.

[Bridge]
This time please someone come and rescue me
'Cause you on my mind has got me losing it
I'm lost, you got me lookin for the rest of me
Love is testing me but still I'm losing it
This time please some one come and rescue me
'Cause you on my mind has got me losing it,
I'm lost you got me lookin' for the rest of me,
Got the best of me, so now I'm losing it.

[Outro]
Lalala, lalala, lalalalala, Ohhh,
Oh Oh
Lalala, lalala, lalalalala, Ohhh,
Oh Oh

Ah. SOMEONE COME AND RESCUE ME.

♥ CHEMICAL HERO??? HA HA

I know I'll screw the Chem test up, just that I didn't expect to screw it to that extent.

My answers are as ho lan as last year's Physics end-of-year paper, or worse. I stoned for god-knows-how-long during the paper. The answers are SO crap I wonder if Sandy's good buddy Hala possessed me. I practically hala-ed through the paper.

My MCQ answers are chosen based on the options, not the question. If you get what I mean. That's what I always do when all the options don't seem to register in my mind. For example, if the question asks what are X and Y, and the options are:

(A) calcium sulphate and barium nitrate
(B) calcium sulphate and potassium iodide
(C) sodium chloride and potassium iodide
(D) silver sulphate and copper carbonate.

And I'll choose B. Because there are two calcium sulphate and two potassium iodide in the answer. This is how you're supposed to go about doing this question: Figure out either X or Y first, eliminate the other two, and then choose your answer out of the two. SO I always make this assumption, this's how the setter sets the paper. And so I always choose such answers.

And 85% of the time I get it right.

It's really true you know. Sometimes you can pass MCQ without even looking at the questions. Just looking at the 4 options and try to figure a pattern out of it. I've tried on TYS before. And it really works. Especially for those options where there are tables and you have to match this to that and see which set of results is the answer. And when you look under a column, A, B and C all show the same results, and D is the odd one out, D is most probably not the answer. And then you look under the second column, A, C and D have the same results, so it means B is not the answer too.

That's what I always do, but only when I don't know the answer to the question. Or I use it sometimes to check back my answers. It's called The Last Resort, or TLR. I never have to use it for Geography, rarely for Physics, but for this paper

I used it for 7 out of 10 questions. Knows how to do 1 question, and can't spot any pattern from the other two. SIGH.

Alright, I'll stop whining about Chemistry.

Head's bursting. Lol. BYE!

Bring on the horizon. I don't have the right to hope anymore.

Friday, July 07, 2006
♥ Old lady and me

I'm feeling muchhhhhhhh better.

You know, I saw this quote while I was browsing through this one book in AMK library today.

You miss hundred percent of the shots you choose not to take.

Lol. Just random anyway.

And guess what, it's been 37++ hours since I last slept. WOAH. I didn't sleep last night, because I went to Chingwen's house and we watch Wrong Turn over and over and over again. LOL. I think I can memorise the show now. Weilong was being an idiot, as usual, and scaring us every now and then. He fell asleep though, so useless, although all three of us agreed not to sleep at all. But Chingwen skipped school, saying she got a mc she got some time ago and she can just change the date and her dumb teacher won't realise. LOL.

I came home close to 3am, because I thought it would take quite long to reach home, and then the time will be just right, after I bathe and change, and I can't leave for school. But I was dumb enough not to realise there's no public transport at 3am. -_- I VERY STUPIDLY WAITED AT THE BUS STOP FOR 15 MINS BEFORE REALISING NO BUS IS GOING TO COME.

-_-

So I called for a cab. And so I reached home before 4am. Which was too early even after taking a longggggg bath. So I stoned. Stoned. And stoned. And sToNeD. And StoNed. And sTOnEd. And stONED. And did a Maths worksheet. And stoned. And stoned. And continued to stone. I on the com to play online Spades. Haha. The other three players can't be Singaporeans. Because no one will play online Spades at 4am. HAHA.

And then I went school to have my Chinese Paper 1 and SS paper. Both are okay. Just enough time for both. :D

Then Geography Group 7, haha, Chunying, Weixin, gillian and I went for lunch at Pizzahut, where we meet some cheese freaks who eat cheese with pizza instead of pizza with cheese. And then we went to the library to study. But Joking (gillian's new name) brought the Geography exam papers file instead of the Maths practice papers file and so I don't have anything to do. And so I was hyped up, and kept disturbing them. Thus we studied very little. WE LAUGHED ALOT OKAY. I rolled on the floor laughing, literally.

It's just, very funny lah.

Then Weixin went to cross her overhead bridge, and the three of us started going crazy over optical illusions books. Haha. And it just got funnier and funnier. Lol. Then gillian sat at the bench acting depressed and Chunying and I went to play SWINGS!!!

:D

But I think I freaked Chunying out. -_-

After that I took 851 to Khatib MRT and then change to MRT. And then I was feeling so shag because I hasn't been sleeping. So I fell asleep on the train, and this old lady who was sitting on my right fell asleep too. And then you know when you sleep you sway right. So I was leaning to my right and she was leaning to her left. In other words we were leaning against each other. LOL. And we sort of, fell asleep on each others' shoulders. Haha!

And then the old lady woke me up at Woodlands because she has to get down and I was still lying on her shoulder. LOL. And then I thanked her because I have to get down too. So we got down together. And we started chatting in Hokkien. And the best thing is, she boarded 901 too. Different stops though. Haha.

:D

Have a nice day!

Wednesday, July 05, 2006
♥ Day Spoiler

You know, I came online to blog because it's been a few days since I last blogged and I want to update this so that readers have something to read about.

But someone just has to spoil my mood.

I don't really mind talking to you because you haven't offended me in any one way. But it urks me when someone speaks ill of my friend in front of me. Yes, I never regarded him as my friend in the past. I disliked him for many of his traits, but as time went by, I realise he's not as bad as I thought, he can be rather nice at times, so I befriended him. And I hate it when someone comes over and tell me to beware of my friend because he or she has "motives". What other motives can there be other than just simply, GOING HOME?

And there you are telling me he has done bad things in Sec 2 because he's caused the breakup of a guy and a girl because he spoke ill of the guy in front of the girl, and yet he speaks to the guy everyday. You're telling me he's a two-facer. AREN'T YOU ONE YOURSELF. You think so lowly of him, and you're THAT sore when he doesn't talk to you in a dumb 7-11?? And because he doesn't talk to you in a polite tone in 7-11, you search and dig for a reason and finally concluded that it's because I'm present.

Then you go on SPECULATING rubbish that after I told you it can't be true, you continued telling me to beware of him because of what he's done two years ago (he's done it, or you imagined it happening?) and yada yada yada. The only reason why I hasn't blocked you is because I want to clear the misunderstanding (which I failed because I forgot I was talking to a stubborn cow) and I want to speak up for THIS FRIEND OF MINE. And in the first place, you're not in my list of contacts, I probably deleted it long long ago but I didn't check the box that said "Block this person too."

And when you sensed my impatience, you asked whether is it because I'm busy or because I don't want to talk to you. Obviously I told you the truth. You don't have to thank me for my honesty. I enjoy being honest with people. And I know there's no such catchy phrase as "Beware of your friends." Thank you for your feedback, though I doubt I really need it.

Another thing is, I'm utterly unhappy when you said "just wanted to know what you have to say". HELLO?! WHAT DO I HAVE TO SAY?! DO I HAVE TO ANSWER TO YOU? Stop making it sound like I've done something wrong, and you're trying to find out "what I have to say".

So many times I felt the conversation was so ridiculous when I've to go into details explaining each and every small little thing that took place. It got even more ridiculous when i realised the conversation was going nowhere, because, like I said, the person I'm arguing with is a stubborn cow. (Sorry gillian, stubborn and cow just seem to go together...)

Sorry people. This post is just to vent my frustrations, anger, whatever. It's a wrong choice to believe I can talk sense into a stubborn cow (sorry gillian, again) and I just realised I forgot to block him before closing that con. Now I don't know where to go to block this person who has my account under his contacts but I don't have his.

Okay, nevermind. I just want to say, I don't know what's the biggggg deal about being in the same train together. I've got friends who send me home, I've got friends who stay over at my house, I've got friends whose houses I stayed over in, I've got friends whom I go to movies to, even if it's just 2 people, even if it's just a guy and a girl, I don't see what's wrong with two people going out shopping together or studying together or whatever. And just because you're pathetic and ultra sensitive when it comes to people giving you the cold shoulder, it doesn't mean that the fault lies with others or the situation.

And right now, because I'm hot up and everything, I'm talking to Qinggui in such a serious tone I think I may offend him or something. Perhaps he'll come running to me with 772 fire extinguishers to kill me tomorrow. Uh oh.

This is the god-knows-how-many times I'm starting the chimology talk to counsel someone into thinking life is not as bad as it seems. And I wonder who I'm counselling really. The person or myself. I always feel better after that though. Haha.

=/

Monday, July 03, 2006
♥ Disgusting children's names

Hi! :D

Nothing much the past few days. Went out on Saturday night after receiving a call from Shiyun to remind me it was Shannon's birthday. Woah. How could I have forgotten. But others forgot also, lah. So can't blame me. Haha.

No wonder last few days he seems to be hinting something over MSN. Lol. I think he was trying to find out if we've really forgotten. =X

Met Shiyun, Chingwen and Weilong at Causeway Point, where we shopped for his present. Bought two shirts, a cake and then we went to his house. LOL. Can tell he's shocked lah. Touched then say lah, still try to act macho. HAHA!

Anyway, ENGLAND IS OUT!!!!! -jumps around happily- Okok, sorry England fans. But, aiyah, I don't care! ENGLAND IS OUT!!!! Wheeeeeeeee! England has fans, meh? Then Portugal has air cons lor. Hahahahahaha!

But Brazil is out too. Which is, saddening. They've been winning the title for god knows how many years. And Kaka. Sniff. He has such a cute name huh. Maybe I'll name one of the many kids in future Kaka. One Kaka, one Tata, one Yaya, one Baba, one Wawa, one Gaga, one Haha. Okay fine, I think only Kaka doesn't sound weird. If one's called Haha, I think he/she'll kill me sooner or later. Imagine being laughed at for life. "Haha! Hahahahahahaha! Haha!!! Hahahahahaha!" That's so mean.

Eeyer. And Baba sounds so disgusting! Hahahaha! Or maybe I can name a pair of twins Papa and Mama. So I'll be calling my children my parents. Hey, that's such a cute paradox. HAHA! No lah, they'll grow up feeling confused and lost, and wondering why they have SO many kids. Lol!

Uh, where was I. Oh yah, I was recounting what I did for Saturday and Sunday. And then I thought of England, then Brazil, then Kaka, then all the yada yada. LOL.

Sunday huh. I went out studying with Priscilla and the killer. LOL. Priscilla and I bought the killer's ai xin pencilcase before the killer arrived. It's black, with pink designs. And the killer is not satisfied. Because she says the pencilcase is so not her. And guess what! I'm still alive! I thought I'll be dead by now. OH! I forgot. I had the lifetime gurantee not being killed by her. (In my birthday card) I wonder how's Priscilla now......

Maybe she's been slaughtered and fed to the pigs. But then again, pigs don't eat their own kind. =X Fed to the sharks then. Or maybe she's still under the process of mutilation. Maybe the killer is tying knots with her intestines right now...

WHEEEEEEEEE!

Uh, wrong. Sadistic acts aren't supposed to be whee-ey.

Anyway, I'm meeting Muaha later to go Queensway. I kind of hate that place you know. I went there 4 times for the class jersey, 2 times for the trophies and now's the 7th time I'm going there. Lol. She wants to buy new badminton shoes.

Okay lah. Spiky is being an idiot again. Bye! :D