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(I'll be keeping this blog, and when I get tired of xanga I'll continue posting here. Haha~)

Sorry for making you guys relink me again. :p

Oh dear, what can I do

I haven't posted for one week!

Haha.

Hellooohelloohello. Blocks are over for most people, I guess it's only the AEP and HMP people with papers left? Anyway it's such a relief that most of the papers have been cleared, although all of them are pretty screwed.

Aha.

And... I realised that competitive situations such as block tests really bring out the worst in people, huh? I mean, as SH said, many people get super kiasu the past few days, and being primarily concerned with their own revision.

Hey, nothing with that, but at least don't coop yourself up in your little worlds of intense mugging and having that world-revolves-around-me attitude. I don't think helping a classmate with a few questions will cause you to fail your tests just because you missed out on one minute of revision, right?

There were quite a few people in my class displaying varying degrees of such behavior, brushing friends aside because they were so anxious about re-reading their notes for the 107th time and felt that having to answer questions was a huge waste of time and a great threat to their ability to absorb the information in their notes.

This isn't a big issue now, but at the time when I was going around asking questions and got refused, sometimes rather rudely, it affected my mood quite a bit. Zzzzzz. People ah, don't be so selfish lah. You guys refused to answer my questions, brushed me aside with that "HAIIII GO AWAY! GO AWAY!" attitude, and then later when I'm unable to answer one of your questions I get called selfish instead.

And to a certain classmate: I'm fine with your way of treating people, but your hypocrisy is starting to show more, along with your low self-confidence which you try to hide by criticising others like me. Don't carry your sarcasm too far, try to be more conscious of how you treat people. Just because people don't react much to your comments does not mean they do not mind them; everyone has limits, and they can't tolerate forever especially if your behavior gets worse every single time.

Also, I know that I'm not a close friend of yours (heck, I'm only an acquaintance), but at least give me some respect as a fellow classmate? You realise that I don't say anything to your insults (are they meant to be jokes?), but that does not mean I won't be pushed out of my limits some day and flare up as you. I treasure your company, I treasure the little bit of friendship we have, but please at the very least respect me and don't go too far with your sarcasm/insults/false accusations. People comment that you are hypocritical, and you know that it's true, but you try to turn it around and find something to comment that I'm hypocritical. Well you know what you won't ever be able to find hypocritical points of me, because for one I detest hypocrisy, and even if I am a hypocrite to some degree I never show it in school.

(By the way this classmate is not Pear.)

Zzzzzzzz.

Almost everyone must be celebrating the end of second block tests! While I just went straight home today and plopped onto my bed. I slept for almost 3 hours... I guess that makes up for last night's retarded Physics and Math mugging.

Meh.

Eh, J said that I shouldn't focus on making new friends, and that I must remember and treasure my old friends. Sooo... to clear things up, I'm not trying to make new friends, in fact what I was saying in the earlier post was that I seem to keep losing my old friends, but at the same time I just make new friends coincidentally, and that prevents me from getting too lonely/having too much time to brood over the lost friendships.

I guess it's just me, that once I stop contact with an old friend just for a little while the relationship seems to disappear to a certain degree to me, and I can't get it back to how things were previously no matter how hard I try, because people are always changing, and new friendships are inevitable.

(:

National Day's coming!!! I'm quite excited because I'll get to see a lot of flags around very soon, and I can sing the national anthem along in front of the TV when the NDP is broadcast. (-_- no tickets to NDP.... lol.)

Nanyang's Cross-country also coming up... Hmm don't know if I should run then, because I may worsen the kneecap condition. But if I don't run then I'll be a loner! Hahah.

Ah, and it keeps raining these days. Nice~

Okay that's all. So much for a single post.

Bye~


P.S.: I don't want another pretty face, I want you and your beautiful soul.

We looked like giants

A Lack Of Color by Death Cab for Cutie

And when i see you
I really see you upside down
But my brain knows better
It picks you up and turns you around

Turns you around, turns you around

If you feel discouraged
That there's a lack of color here
Please don't worry lover
It's really bursting at the seams
For absorbing everything
The spectrum's a to z

This is fact not fiction
For the first time in years
all the girls in every girlie magazine
Can't make me feel any less alone
I'm reaching for the phone
To call at 7:03 [and]
on your machine I slur a plea for you to come home
But i know it's too late
I should have given you a reason to stay
Given you a reason to stay

This is fact not fiction
For the first time in years

(lyrics from azlyrics.com)

/

I love Death Cab for Cutie!

The video is actually made of 3000 drawings strung together.

(:

Everyone jiayou for blocks!!

Lousiest day ever

I really want to go for SINGFEST08!!!!! Looking at the ticket prices, though, obviously I can't afford it.

No money.... HAI.

Byebye Jason Mraz...

Ah today is definitely the lousiest day I've ever had... I hope this will be the LOUSIEST, because I sure don't want worse days in the future.
Gosh.

Stupid things that happened today:

• Wallet got dumped in washing machine: souvenirs and notes from Beijing friends ruined, basically everything in my wallet got destroyed. My maid can be quite stupid... ZZZ... -_-
• EZ-link no money
• Shop had a burglar again, so I had to take the bus to school
• Got dao-ed (in various ways) by at least 10 friends, and it HURT ME A LOT.
• Scolded by Ms S. during PE. Sian... Very sad and demoralised. -_-
• Screwed up Math Quiz
• Forgot to bring Math Pretest WS, so ended up wasting the Math lesson
• Took height and weight during PE... I DIDN'T GAIN WEIGHT WTF @*!&*^@%! I HATE MYSELF
• Everyone grousing to me about their stress/emo/pissed off levels
• Uninteresting HMP lesson
• More lousy friends
• Met pervert on train
• Saw some stuff
• Ms C. kept on smsing and changing preset appointments with me during HMP lesson: annoying.

*)!&@^*%&!@$!^%&@! lousiest day ever in my life.

Block tests are next week.
EVERYONE PLEASE STOP COMPLAINING TO ME ABOUT HOW STRESSED YOU ARE AND THEN PROCEEDING TO STRESS ME OUT.
pfft.

hate those "friends".

Weird day. Angry day. Emo day. Demoralizing day. Gross day. Sad sad day.

Bye!

when the lights go DOWN

WHY SO BUSY NOWADAYS?!

Blocks are starting in two weeks' time!

Anyway it's Friday, so... happy weekends everyone. I'll probably be letting this blog slowly die... or just post intermittently. Unless some major event/interesting stuff happens.

Will update more regularly when I have the time.

Bye!

I'm back

Hey all, coping well at school?
I'm updating this blog because I think I promised to have a hiatus of only a week. Yup.

Made some new friends recently - I seem to keep making new friends while I keep losing some of my old friends.

Probably it's because everyone is changing, especially at this age, and sometimes I can't keep up with my old friends changing and vice versa. Then we end up shu1 yuan3-ing from each other (can't find a proper word for it), and when new people come along, they catch our interest easily and we end up making new friends and focusing on these new relationships rather than trying to salvage old ones.

Anyhow, thank you to these "old friends": Jasmine, Audrey, Kimyung, Leona, Sih Im (kind of), Yuwen, Shawn Chang, Jon Shin, Jon Koh (kind of), Evelyn, Kuan Hua, Junlong, Wilson, Chewfei, Zhuoda (kind of), Sweehoon, Stephanie, Luoning, Connie, and some others that I can't recall right now because we have become so distanced and out of each other's lives.

Pear isn't included because in the first place she wasn't a proper friend of mine. Just an acquaintance, really, even if she thought/thinks otherwise.

This post probably seems rather meaningless to you, but to me it shows just the tip of the iceberg of what is really going on and what I'm thinking about.

Hmm! Enough about that.

NY had Youth Day Food and Funfair on Friday, and it was both fun and boring. Fun for me in the sense that it was a fun and new experience, but boring because in the standards of a funfair it is truly boring. Nothing much happening, and I don't like the fashion show thingy.

Anyhow, congrats to 410! We have raised more money than we did last year. Hahahahaha. Good job, everyone.

Ah, I have so much work to do. Mostly were piled up because of procrastination.
!*(@&^*^$#@& SIGH.

• IH Essay (yeah, yeah I know how dead I am)
• WS 7.1
• 2 Written Assignments
• Lit passage-based
• RV 2006 HCL Paper (lol.....)
• O level 2005 HCL paper
• Zuowen & Yingyongwen (lalalalala)

Of course, I have to get prepared for 2.4 tomorrow, as well as remember to return those library books.

I believe I'm in for a whole lot now.

DAMN!!

Bye~

Twee!

This is a pleasant surprise, really.

Even though I haven't updated for a little while I still get quite a lot of readers. Do you guys get annoyed when you visit and you find no new post?

:P

Sorry, but I've been busy with work these days, so don't expect to find me updating as usual...

To let all of you know I'll be taking a break from this blog for a while, maybe a week or so.

Yeah. So you don't have to check back during that time, you can save it for other stuff. (:

Byeeeee!

P.S.: John Mayer's voice is so beautiful...

What the neh again

I'd wanted to wish Leona a happy birthday in school yesterday (Wed, 25June), but I didn't go to school, so...

HAPPY BELATED 16TH BIRTHDAY, LEONA!!!

:D

Anyway, I rather regret not going to New York with NYSE. It seemed fun after looking at all the pictures NYSE people took, although I still think I would have made the same decision to stay put in Singapore if I'd known then.

I don't know why I'm staying up at this hour! I don't even have any homework to complete.

Ah yes, Candy (Chilli's mummy) is back at my house! So now we have two dogs at home, mother and daughter. Two pomeranians! But Candy's quite bad-tempered, and she doesn't like me very much sometimes. T_T

I think I'm kind of out of NYSE already! I'm both happy and sad, I'll say.
Plus I lost my NYSE jacket and I am devastated. (!!!)

By the way, Nanyang's Youth Day Food and Funfair is coming up! And I still don't know what to dress up as for the costume cafe! Shucks *(&(@&!

Oh yeah, thank you Audrey and Edwyna for the M&M teddy bear! Very cute.

Bye everyone, have fun at school.

What the Neh

Term has started. It isn't that scary, but I still feel worried.

Probably will be on hiatus for a while.

Too much sleep

Term is starting, and I'm scared because I haven't finished my homework.

Very emo these days. Must be the holidays.

Much Ado...

Ah.
Haven't been in the mood for music these days. Strange...

Feelin' weird.
I need a distraction.

I wonder how prehistoric men learnt to communicate in so many different languages. How did the world appear to them at that time? How did Man come up with music? How did they decide on keeping animals as pets instead of eating them? How did all animals (Man included) learn how to reproduce? How did prehistoric men learn to figure out whether a person/animal is dead already? How did Man come up with so many sexual positions? Why do humans need a religion while animals don't? Is it possible for the majority of mankind to be convinced to not have a religion? Where do animals go after they die? The same places that humans go to? If not, what is it that makes us feel we are set apart (higher) than them? Our intelligence? Isn't it possible that ours is just another kind of intelligence, and animal intelligence is actually more advanced and capable? How did Man adopt the Imperialistic mindset? How did Man decide that they should, will and must if they can? Why do humans have such emotionally intense relationships and courtship while animals just make do with rather straightforward mating? How did humans learn to trade? Is it possible and probable for other animals to evolve and develop such lifestyle, intelligence, communicative ability and skills as humans do? Which came first - the chicken or the egg? What gives organisms the ability to evolve? Why do humans discriminate differences in appearance if all along all animals have had variations in appearance in their species? How did humans learn to punish? Why aren't dinosaurs in the Garden of Eden? How did humans decide to cut their hair? How did humans learn how to domesticate animals? Why did humans evolve to being upright if being four-legged was more practical for survival? Why do the servant-master roles reverse in some religions (e.g. Man worshipping animals)? Are humans the only ones who have questions to ask? Will animals have burning questions to ask as well if they were able to express themselves?

Hmmmmm.

Bye.

Howards End

Okay so the deal is this: I RUSHED OUT ADV. LIT. PATCHWORK 1 THE DAY BEFORE AND...
guess what? IT'S NOT GRADED!!!!!

...

Great. Just great.

But at least it forced me to finish reading Howards End. YES!

Anyway, E.M. Forster is a damn good writer. He doesn't use 'flowery' language, but through the narrator he introduces a lot of ideas about life, classes, reality, modernity, love, and so on. I know almost everyone is saying that Howards End is damn boring, but I love it!

Here's my summary of Howards End (from my understanding and ability to absorb the storyline...)

The story is set in the 1900s (In England, I assume) and mainly revolves around two upper-middle class families, the Schlegels and Wilcoxes. Both families are fairly rich, but the Wilcoxes get their wealth from business and work while the Schlegels get theirs from inheritance. (Shan't introduce the families, lest this post gets even more boring.)

Helen Schlegel visits Howards End, the Wilcoxes's house, by the invitation of her new friends, Mr. (Henry) Wilcox and Mrs. (Ruth) Wilcox, after they met briefly during a trip. During her short stay, Helen falls in love with Paul Wilcox, the younger son, and sends a telegram to her sister, Margaret (Meg) Schlegel to tell her about the sudden relationship. Aunt Juley gets anxious when she reads the telegram with Meg, and hurries in a train to Howards End to advise them against the relationship.

Aunt Juley reaches the train station of Howards End, and quarrels with Charles Wilcox in his motor-car after a misunderstanding. Charles and Aunt Juley reach Howards End, and there an even bigger conflict starts, but it is settled by Mrs. Wilcox. It is then known that Helen and Paul had broken off their quick engagement, but Helen's new telegram had yet to reach Meg. Aunt Juley is embarrassed by the mistake.

After that, Meg manages to find a friend in Mrs. Wilcox, and Mrs. Wilcox wrote in her will that Meg is to inherit Howards End, although she isn't a Wilcox. Mrs. Wilcox dies, but Meg does not know about the inheritance. Charles and his wife Dolly then get a silly suspicion that Meg is trying to acquire Howards End and used underhand means to get Mrs. Wilcox to write her will.
Following a series of events (that I don't have clear memory of), Meg falls in love with the widower Mr. Wilcox. They marry, and move into another house belonging to Mr. Wilcox.
Dolly and Charles move into the suburbs and have more children. Evie Wilcox, the Wilcox daughter, marries Dolly's uncle, Uncle Percy, who is quite a bit older than her, just like Mr. Wilcox and Meg. The new couple move into another house owned by Mr. Wilcox; an old, grand castle in the rural area, Oriton Grange.

The Schlegel family then get to know a young man, Leonard Bast, with a dull wife, Jacky. Leonard is considered to be of upper-middle-classing due to his family legacy and genteelness, but he is actually poor and working as just a clerk. The Schlegels are interested in helping him, but mainly for their own entertainment. In the end Leonard Bast falls and lands lower than he used to be, after the Schlegel sisters' "help". Helen spends a night with Leonard as well, and becomes pregnant.

Later, Meg discovers that Mr. Wilcox used to have an affair with Leonard's wife, Jacky. She forgives him, but later gives up on him. Charles Wilcox's strong sense of class superiority comes in when Leonard, full of pitiful remorse, goes to find the Schlegels to apologise about Helen's pregnancy. Charles sees Leonard and although they do not know each other Charles despises Leonard and is enraged about his entanglement with a lady of a higher class, Helen. He takes an old sword and used the flat back of the sword to repeatedly hit Leonard, without cutting or stabbing him. Leonard staggers and knocks into a bookshelf. The bookshelf topples and, along with the cascading books, falls on Leonard. He dies of a heart attack during that.

Charles is then charged with manslaughter and sent to prison for three years. Mr. Wilcox is devastated and never is himself again. Meg finally gains ownership of Howards End, after Mr. Wilcox decides to let her know about the will.

/

Here are some extracts from Howards End. (:

/

We are not concerned with the very poor. They are unthinkable, and only to be approached by the statistician or the poet. This story deals with gentlefolk, or with those who are obliged to pretend that they are gentlefolk.

- From narration

/

'But after all,' she continued with a smile, 'there's never any great risk as long as you have money.'
'Oh, shame! What a shocking speech!'
'Money pads the edges of things,' said Miss Schlegel. 'God help those who have none.'
'But this is something quite new!' said Mrs. Munt, who collected new ideas as a squirrel collects nuts, and was especially attracted by those that are portable.
'New for me; sensible people have acknowledged it for years. You and I and the Wilcoxes stand upon money as upon islands. It is so firm beneath our feet that we forget its very existence. It's only when we see someone near us tottering that we realise all that an independent income means. Last night, when we were talking up here round the fire, I began to think that the very soul of the world is economic, and that the lowest abyss is not the absence of love, but the absence of coin.'

- Margaret (Meg) talks to Mrs. Munt (Aunt Juley).

/

Dolly's photograph was now examined. ... Dolly looked silly, and had one of those triangular faces that so often prove attractive to a robust man. She was very pretty. From her Margaret passed to Charles, whose features prevailed opposite. She speculated on the forces that had drawn the two together till God parted them.

- Margaret looks at Dolly's picture.

/

Margaret could not bear being bored. She grew inattentive, played with the photograph frame, dropped it, smashed Dolly's glass, apologized, was pardoned, cut her finger thereon, was pitied, and finally said she must be going -- there was all the housekeeping to do, and she had to interview Tibby's riding-master.

- Mrs. Wilcox chats with Margaret, boring her.

/

I went to the library yesterday to borrow three chinese books for the book reviews. I'm soooo screwed for book reviews.

Anyway, enjoy the remaining of your holidays. I'm figuring out how on earth to complete my homework.

Bye! Good luck to those having block tests when term starts!

Motorcar(-induced) fever

Hey guys. I'm so tired now. I don't know why I only get inspiration for Oblivion at lousy times like this. Anyway, here's Chapter V, titled Sepia. This will be a longer chapter since I got carried away while writing it, so prepare some time and patience for it...

Read the rest of Oblivion here: CLICK.

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[5] Sepia

She has such pretty lashes. I wish I had them! These lovely curls in her hair, too. What a gorgeous hair colour. Reminds me of photographs. Those old ones. I can't remember what the colour is called, but I reckon I'll ask Mo later. Stop getting distracted! This is important business, and I can't waste time thinkin' about hair colours. Her chest heaves more strongly. I tighten my grip on the blade. She breathes lightly again. I frown. This is going to be troublesome so I must not be startled. She shifts her arm. I start. The blade falls to the tiled floor. Jeez, why doesn't this girl sleep properly? I worry about the noise the blade made. It is only a tiny sound, but heaven knows what will happen if my plan is thwarted.

Shush! Concentrate. I must go in for the kill. My knees are startin' to hurt from kneelin' for so long. I bend over her, stealthily. Like how a lion creeps up behind its prey, yeah? Just that this time I'm creeping up in front of her. I chuckle to myself. Some humour is always good to ease up the tension. I am nervous, but not too nervous. I check the time. Mo will be back anytime soon, so I'll have to hurry!

I start to whisper in her ear. "Poor girl, brace yourself." I just realise I can feel her breathin' out on my arm. Good, she's not wakin' up. Anglin' my hand, I bring down the blade slowly. Oh, it is a very thin blade, I'm glad! She does not feel anythin' until I've managed two inches. A little frown brings her pretty eyebrows just a lil' closer to each other. I do not pause, and the blade continues its gentle run down the skin. The eyelids with the pretty lashes shiver. Boy, the lashes sure do look nice this way! I am still guidin' the very thin blade. I start to get a feelin' surgin' through me. Must be happiness, I gather. Her face is cringin', and I make a mistake. I press the blade down a lil' too hard. Jeez, must be her beautiful hair colour distractin' me. The pretty lashes flutter once more, and she opens her eyes. I withdraw my hand quickly, and put on a smile. A teethy one.

"Saffy?"
"Hey."
"Oh. I thought I felt something like an ache." The frown deepens and stays on her delicate forehead.
"Nah, nothin' of the sort."
"Well, what're you doing here?"
"I was just thinkin' how pretty your hair is. It's the colour of photographs. Those old ones, you know?"

Her face breaks into a wide smile and she laughs a little. No wonder Mo likes her. Guys must like straight white teeth. And fluttery eyelashes. Suddenly she stops smilin' and laughin'. The frown is back, but it isn't as gentle as before. Her eyes widen in surprise, then in horror. I feel like slappin' myself. Facial wounds bleed a lot. I ought to have blotted the blood just now.

"Oh, shit! Why's there so much blood flowing from my face? Damn it, my face is hurting like a motherf-"

I pretend I did not hear her say that word. Somehow I take offence. Why does Mo like her? She is very pretty, but she swears. I'll bet she behaves sweetly in front of him, then, bam!, he walks away and she is a horrible person. Wait till Mo hears of this. Yes, I am even more convinced that she must not be with Mo!

"Jesus, Saffy! Why're you holding a blade? Did you cut my face?!"

I observe her frantic manners. So frightened, yet still so pretty. I can never be like that. I will look comical once I'm not calm. She is running around the room. Lookin' for some tissue paper, I guess. Mother tells me not to get angry or scared in front of her because it's like me pullin' faces. And she'll laugh. Then again Mo says that it's rubbish, and that I have an agreeable face no matter how I'm feelin'. Agreeable? I reckon that means attractive, or at least not ugly. I notice that the blood from her face is stainin' her hair red, covering the pretty colour. I have to save the hair.

The room is quiet, except for the rude girl's rummaging through the drawers. There isn't any gauze or tissue paper in this room, stupid. I reach into my jeans pockets for the small scissors. I am supposed to return them to Jasmine later, but, whatever, I need them now. I can always clean it for her afterwards. Now her back is facin' me. I, again, stealthily, approach her. Grabbin' all her hair into a quick ponytail, I snip the scissors through the hair. She is surprised and turns around. I continue cuttin' despite her struggles. Oh, she's screamin' now.

Holdin' on tightly to the severed hair, I watch her, expressionless. "Nobody's home." She stops screamin'. Goodness, I'll have to tell Mo about how ugly she becomes when she screams. "Saffy, are you out of your mind?! What the hell is wrong with you?" There are tears in her eyes, so I guess she must be very scared. I hear the front door click, and then some hurried footsteps. Mo opens our room's door.

"Hey Saffy, I thought I heard someone scream when I was at the gate. Is everything all right?"
I run up to hug him, forgetting that the hair was still in my hand. His shirt is rather dirty, but I ignore that. He notices her at the corner of the room, and roughly pushes me away. "Shit, man. What happened to you, Michelle?!" He must be shocked to see the left side of her face with such a long cut. And all the hair that I cut off. Mo rushes to her and starts fussin' frantically while she is sobbin' like an invalid.

I don't get it. Guys aren't supposed to continue likin' their girlfriends when they become ugly. At least Father left Mother when she started to look ugly. I mean, Mother's never been too attractive, but I reckon Father just couldn't take an extra bit of weight on her. Now Mich is bawlin'. I look at her more, and decide that she still looks very pretty with the butchered hair and all the blood, tears and mucus. I shrug. No wonder Mo is still fussin' over her! By golly, I'd better try a lot harder next time. Mich is too pretty to deal with with such lackluster methods.

I walk away, feelin' like strollin' through the neighbourhood again. I must remember to inform Mo later about how horrible Mich actually is. I can't stand the commotion she is making in the room.

I sling my bag across my shoulder and tuck the pretty hair inside it. I'm sure Mo will know what the colour is called. Like the colour of photographs. Those old ones, you know?

bang, bang, my baby shot me down

Mood: Irritated and stressed
Music: Stay With Me Tonight -- DBSK

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I am bored, and I refuse to look at my homework.
STOP STARING AT ME!! I'm not going to finish you no matter how huge a pile you look.

I found a quiz on an old blog and I recycled it:

HOW MANY KEYS ARE ON YOUR KEYCHAIN?
Three.

WHAT TIME IS YOUR ALARM CLOCK SET FOR?
5.42am, then I press SNOOZE so I wake up at 5.52am.

IF YOU WON THE LOTTERY, WHAT ARE THE FIRST THINGS YOU WOULD BUY?
Get a bigger wardrobe, loads of clothes&shoes&bags, then the stuff on my wishlist.

ANYONE EVER CALLED YOU LAZY?
Yeah.

REGULAR MILK OR CHOCOLATE MILK?
Regular

ANYONE TOLD YOU A SECRET THIS WEEK?
Yeah.

CAN YOU WHISTLE?
I can only manage a faint and occasional whistle.

DID YOU WATCH CARTOONS AS A CHILD?
Yup. Doraemon, Tellytubbies (whatever the spelling), Blue's Clues, etc. Can't remember, I have a blurry memory of childhood.

HOW MANY SIBLINGS DO YOU HAVE?
3 sisters.

WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST REGRET?
Making one wrong choice after another after PSLE (NYGH -- NYSE -- HMP...)

DO YOU OWN ANY BAND TEES?
Nope.

HOW MANY CHAIRS ARE AT YOUR DINING ROOM TABLE?
6, if I'm not wrong.

DO YOU READ FOR FUN?
No time now.

WHAT COLOUR IS YOUR ROOM PAINTED?
Pastel green and a darker green.

HAVE YOU EVER CRIED IN PUBLIC?
Only in school.

ARE YOU USING A DESKTOP OR LAPTOP?
Tablet PC. That's counted as a laptop I think?

ARE YOU ALWAYS TRYING TO LEARN NEW THINGS?
Yesyesyesyesyes!

WANT ANY PIERCINGS OR TATTOOS?
Yeah I guess so.

SHOULD THE GUY PAY ON A FIRST DATE?
I'm fine with anything.

WHO WAS YOUR FAVOURITE TEACHER?
Miss Low (in primary school)

WHAT IS THE WEATHER LIKE NOW?
Nighttime, oddly stuffy.

WOULD YOU EVER DATE SOMEONE COVERED IN TATTOOS?
Why not? Cannot be so superficial lah.

WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE CLASS?
Art.

MUST-HAVE PERSONALITY TRAITS IN THE OPPOSITE SEX?
Loyalty, concern, be understanding and sensitive.

HAVE YOU BEEN ATTRACTED TO SOMEONE PHYSICALLY UNATTACTIVE?
Yes. I have poor taste, anyway.

HOW MANY HOURS OF SLEEP DO YOU NEED TO FUNCTION?
About 9 hours... Okay, 10.

WHAT WAS THE LAST THING THAT SCARED YOU?
Some lizard in the room.

ARE YOUR DAYS FULL AND FAST-PACED?
Nope. Snail-paced, most of the time. Or it progresses too quickly for me to realise/remember.

EVER GOTTEN IN TROUBLE FOR TALKING IN CLASS?
Teachers don't normally notice my existence in class.

WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE FRUIT?
Um... oranges... pomelo... super fun to eat them. tasty too!

DO YOU BELIEVE IN LIFE ON OTHER PLANETS?
Not so much in our solar system, but in other universes, yes.

WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON TO PISS YOU OFF?
Jonkoh.

DOES YOUR CRUSH HAVE A BOYFRIEND/GIRLFRIEND?
This is assuming I have a crush currently.

DO YOU GET ALONG BETTER WITH THE SAME OR OPPOSITE SEX?
I'm fine with both, but I tend to tell guys more stuff. Girls can get too bitchy sometimes.

DO YOU LIKE MUSTARD?
No...

WOULD YOU EVER SKYDIVE?
Yeah.

DO YOU SLEEP ON YOUR SIDE, TUMMY, OR BACK?
All. I normally keep shifting my position for damn long until I fall asleep.

DOES IT ANNOY YOU WHEN SOMEONE SAYS THEY'LL CALL YOU BUT THEY NEVER DO?
Of course.

WHAT ARE YOU ALLERGIC TO?
Don't think I have an allergy.

ARE YOU A JEALOUS PERSON?
Yeah, most of the time.

WHAT'S YOUR OPINION ON SEX WITHOUT EMOTIONAL COMMITMENT?
It's up to every person. Can be fun, can be turn-offish, can be nothing much. (shrugs)

DO YOU EVER FEEL GUILTY AFTER EATING?
Duh no, I love food.

IF YOU WERE BORN AS THE OPPOSITE SEX, WHAT WOULD YOUR NAME HAVE BEEN?
Desmond Vince Dave Jeremy Shane. Who cares if it's too long...

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Pfft. I'm making some progress on my holiday homework already. Yes! But I still have loads to do, and that kills the sense of achievement and makes me even more stressed out. I hate this!!!!

Sakae for dinner again yesterday. Today is Fathers' Day, but I didn't do anything, as usual. Family's off to Malaysia randomly and I'm here in Singapore... Weather's damn stuffy, and I don't feel like showering! By the way WS 6.1 sucks, because it makes me feel like such a NOOB. I hate Math.

I want to make this whole blog whitish (except for the words, duh), but Blogger is extremely annoying and refuses to let me edit my blog colours by hanging every single time I reach that page. Plus, I don't really like the fact that there's only one sidebar for this blog. I think people who read my blog will get sick of scrolling down after a while. Well, I know I do. I can't stand it! Everything's condensed into one column!

I must try to find some way around this, because I'm not giving up all the (quite useless) information there!! But I get very uncomfortable when I think about it. Everything has to be well-spaced out! Equally divided!

OCD acting up already...

I badly wanted to write Oblivion part V today, but I forgot about it once I started on my Math. Laters, then!

Bye~

I wish we had one more kiss

Things I have to do:

1. (Complete and hand in before holiday ends) Math WS 5.2, 6.0, 6.1, 6.2 (6.3??)
2. HMP Waldstein Assignment
3. RISE Concert Journal for HMP
4. Finish the whole smelly booklet of chinese O level papers
5. Train for 2.4
6. Math Portfolio (OVERDUE SHIT)
7. Literature Patchwork 1 (&^%$#! OVERDUE LIKE MAD TOO)
8. Chemistry WS 9
9. Study 2 Math topics (Sets & Matrices)
10. IH Essay
11. CME Project thingum
12. Practise for violin exam
13. Practise guitar
14. 6 chinese book reviews
15. Find my Block Test SRQ Script and finish the 2nd draft (Unfortunately, I seem to have lost it)
16. Study IH Block test topics
17. Settle the relationship problems which never cease to keep piling
18. Continue attending tuition
19. Pay off the online shopping
20. Buy new contact lenses
21. Finish reading Howards End
22. Attempt to tie up my hair to avoid getting caught by TOH when school reopens

All before the holidays end.

I'm going to have a very great time.

That is, once I STOP PROCRASTINATING.

Here's what I have been doing INSTEAD this holidays:

1. Reading blogs
2. Updating my blog
3. Revamping my blog
4. Editing my playlist
5. Bowling
6. Shopping
7. Stomping (forum-ing at Stomp.sg)
8. Sleep excessively
9. Emoing
10. Arguing with some people
11. Obsessing and stressing myself out over a PEAR
12. Going to a church concert
13. Going to RISE concert (okay at least I did half of the concert journal there)
14. Attending useless parts of NYSE camp
15. Shopping for a guitar
16. Downloading songs
17. Chatting on MSN
18. Chatting on the phone at the dead of night
19. Adding friends on Facebook
20. Embarking on a great mission to scout out longlost friends on Facebook
21. Replying to online shopping emails
22. Replying to Facebook emails
23. Chatting on Facebook
24. Going for a jog (once)
25. Hanging out with friends
26. Eat at J.CO
27. Playing Word Challenge on Facebook
28. Trying to take pictures when I go out
29. Going out for family dinners
30. Watching TV
31. Playing with Chilli
32. Gossiping about people (no bitching)
33. Deleting applications on Facebook
34. Editing my profile on Facebook
35. Sleeping super late
36. Waking up super late
37. Freaking out at lizards
38. Going to school just to hand in late assignments
39. Joining groups on Facebook

Now you tell me if I've got reason for hating myself.

AH!!! FIONA!!! YOU CAN KILL YOURSELF RIGHT NOW.

sjkdawoeuhaugwafuckoisauejakedjkasd

Crazy for you, baby

NYSE's in New York already... I don't know when they are performing in Carnegie, but I wish them all the best. Try to get a standing ovation from the audience!

Suddenly I feel like going to New York too...

Ah, I changed the songs on the playlist. (Enjoy~)

(: I love Lucky by Jason Mraz and Crazy by Aerosmith, by the way. Take a listen.
Okay, actually this time round I like all the songs on the playlist a lot.

&*@#!
Blogger's block! I have no inspiration/motivation to write Oblivion, I don't wish to rant too much here, there hasn't been any interesting happenings these days, so... nothing to write about!

Hmmm.

I wish I were in Paris now, waitressing at a quaint cafe, watching the old gentleman flipping through his papers, and occasionally glancing at the young couple whispering sweet nothings to each other over a cup of iced coffee.

Oh. That was one long sentence~

Here are lyrics for Lucky by Jason Mraz:

Lucky

Do you hear me, I'm talking to you
Across the water across the deep blue ocean
Under the open sky, oh my, baby I'm trying
Boy I hear you in my dreams
I feel your whisper across the sea
I keep you with me in my heart
You make it easier when life gets hard

I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend
Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky to be coming home again

They don't know how long it takes
Waiting for a love like this
Every time we say goodbye
I wish we had one more kiss

I'll wait for you I promise you, I will
I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend
Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky to be coming home again
Lucky we're in love every way
Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed
Lucky to be coming home someday

And so I'm sailing through the sea
To an island where we'll meet
You'll hear the music fill the air
I'll put a flower in your hair

Though the breezes through trees
Move so pretty you're all I see
As the world keeps spinning round
You hold me right here right now
I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend
Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky to be coming home again
I'm lucky we're in love every way
Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed
Lucky to be coming home someday

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Bye!

The more I see of people, the more I like my dog.

--Mark Twain

I'm a statue, baby, knock me out

Paralyzed -- by The Used

Before I could ever let you go
Gonna beg until I drive you mad
Say something you could understand
I'm a statue, baby, knock me out

Oh, how these moments fade away
You say you never loved me
We say things we didn't mean to say
I take it back, I take it all back now
I take it back, I take it all back

Paralyzed by the same old antics
Back and forth like some walking spastic
How could a fistfight be romantic?
Thinking back now will you ever feel the same?

You mean more to me than you'll ever know
You're my girl and I think it's a shame
That we get along this way
I'm just a statue, try to knock me out

I guess these moments fade away
Saying you never loved me
We said things we didn't mean to say
I take it back, I take it all back now
I take it back, I take it all back

Yeah, I know you feel the same
You gotta let me know
I'm dying inside to know

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I realised that I need a study partner for holidays. Otherwise, all the homework remain untouched until the last week and I get immensely stressed out and I get anxiety attacks and I get worked up and I continue procrastinating.

Damn! Sometimes I really hate myself.

blahblehbloh

No, not another word from you.






I appreciate that.

Selcouth tomfools

HEY NICE PEOPLE PLUS THOSE WHO NEVER TAG!
(lol-.-)



A couple of pictures for this post, just fyi.

I am short-sighted.

Well, today was a rather eventful and FUN day.

1. Violin lesson

2. Bowling at SuperBowl! (With Chinsian, Xinyu, Tammy, Jiayu)

While on the MRT to CCK, this pesky little boy started making (rather loud) comments about my t-shirt. Grr. And he started to imitate me and then guffawing (at me, possibly). Well, if he'd been a super cute kid I would have tolerated it!

But, noooo. He's an ugly kid, sadly. Couldn't stand him.

Then later on the LRT, I met an old acquaintance whom I don't really like. (lolololol)

Anyway, finally reached Marina Square at about 4pm. I'm sorry for being late...

And.

Since I was the NOOB-est person there, naturally my scores were extremely embarrassing.

Pictures, anyhoos.

Chinsian, with Jiayu watching in amusement.

Tammy.

Wah, pretty straight ah..

Jiayu throws the ball with LOTS of power. (damn)

Xinyu's turn. Nice legs (lol, chinsian)

Ball rolls to the pins...

clockwise from RIGHT: My problematic (ugly) shoes, Tammy's weirdly-laced shoe, Jiayu's shoes which had a nicer colour combi and a cool pose.

Chinsian scores a strike. (T_T)

Xinyu blocks her face in a cool way.

Tammy makes a wet handprint on Xinyu's jacket later at the toilet sink

3. Dinner at KFC.

The man serving me is totally gay. Literally. HE FLIRTED WITH THE TWO MALE CUSTOMERS IN FRONT OF ME. Yucks.

He totally has a coupla spare tires around his midriff, and his face is kinda screwed too. AND he's being extremely flirtatious (I seriously mean it) with two men.

Allow me...... FUCK, MAN! FREAKING GROSS AND ANNOYING.

And then when it was my turn to order, he sort of accused me of stealing the previous customer's money.

After that, he took ages to settle my order. Walao, first he acts so disgustingly and inappropriately to male customers (one of them was obviously feeling very uncomfortable from the 'attention'), then he acts partially to female customers!!!

Anyway, I think Zinger burgers are nice.

4. Lounging at........

We later walked to Raffles City and went to......

(GUESS THE PLACE!)

Can guess already?
The nice ceiling.

Yup, J.CO! With nice donuts and ice chocolate drinks.

Unfortunately, I didn't buy anything to eat/drink! No money already...

Anyway the ambience is pretty good at J.CO, and the seats are super comfy. (:

Tammy. See the plump girl in the printed top and jeans in the background?

Annoying girl; she kept staring over and frowning at our table, then whispering to her friend while glancing at us. Bitching about us ah!

HA! Defame you here!!!!!

Xinyu. See the girl at the background again...

Tammy, Chinsian.

See... nice place, right?

That's on our table. The answer is to the question is..........

ME LAH.

Lmao. Nah, kidding.

Jiayu refused to take any photo....

Okay, sorry to anyone whom I've taken unglam and ugly photos of... Lol.

The photos are pretty crappy, because I was having such a good time I didn't bother about the picture quality... :D

Anyway, at Raffles Link we saw Alan Choo playing the violin!! Public performance! A huge crowd was gathered around the few performers. Cool seh.

Yeah...

We shopped around at Marina Square, but by the time we were at Raffles Link it was already damn late so we didn't do much there...

Lol at Marina we went into Topshop and the clothes there are mostly damn nice (but a bit expensive). Jiayu was kind of "-____-ish" and "T_Tish" I think, because we kept suggesting clothes/bags for her which she obviously didn't like.

Rofl~

Ah, right. When I was going home there was this performance near WestMall too, with liondance and all that. Not sure what it's for, but perhaps I'll get to know soon.

And... time for a photo of myself that I took some time ago for no reason.

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Ahahahahahah!

Shucks! I'm not photogenic, and I guess that's probably one of the better photos of me.

Hai.

Oh my... I have a big chin in that picture...

Anyway, I'm dreading the end of the holidays.

T_T Help.

HELP!

Ah, and without the appearance of **PEAR** in my life this holidays, I've gotten so much happier.

Thank God for her temporary disappearance!

Kay that's all.

Bye~

Mememe

You know, something must be wrong when I visit my own blog just to listen to the songs. Because, well, I never used to do that.

Edit: check out this video! Do you have a dirty mind? (: (:
Note: The initial stages of drawing can be rather dirty so watch at your own discretion.



Ain't it cool?! Lol. That guy is a damn fun artist too.

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Right. This post, evident from the title, will be all about me. Yeah, for those who secretly idolise me, this is THE post of the moment, eh?

I'm so nice to my fans.

(I'm just bored and trying to fill up one post.... get ready for FIONA TRIVIA.) (bwahahhaha)

MEMEME

1. I'm a music junkie; I listen to almost every genre and love it
2. I love prawns
3. I like sunflowers
4. Pet peeve #1: frequent grammatical mistakes
5. I've never had a proper birthday celebration before
6. I love any form of wordplay
7. I am 168cm tall
8. I wish I were a little shorter
9. Pet peeve #2: people refusing to move to the back of the bus to let others on
10. I badly want to go to Paris, Japan, Austria and New York
11. I don't have the privilege of travelling often
12. I absolutely hate ugly birds like crows and mynahs
13. I used to play the piano, but I stopped after Grade 8
14. I think I have big feet (T_T)
15. I am extremely afraid of lizards
16. Art is my favourite subject, followed by Language Arts (English), Music, then Literature
17. I like Literature but I suck at it
18. I speak Mandarin at home
19. I feel closer to/more able to 'click' with a person if he/she speaks to me in Mandarin (the imperfect Singaporean way... haha)
20. I am a freethinker
21. I play the violin and I suck at it
22. I play the viola for CCA and I'm not awesome at it but I still love it
23. My guitar is called Teddy
24. I think gay marriages should be legalised
25. I don't like pastel colours much because they look nauseating (like puke with milk or something)
26. My favourite colours are (earthy) brown, (leafy) green, deep red, yellow and muted gold
27. I try to be 'eco-conscious'
28. I love nature
29. Pet peeve #3: people imitating others, wanting to be like them, and carrying it too far
30. My grandparents are Malaysians and were formerly from China
31. I love orange/lime/lemon juice
32. I am a Sagittarius
33. I have a weakness for guys with small, sexy eyes and a chiselled face structure
34. I've been called a: bimbo, flirt, slut, whore, bitch before by a few people
35. Pet peeve #4: people who try to flirt but fail miserably
36. I think everyone should work on constructing his/her unique identity
37. It is unacceptable to dao/ignore me for a long period of time and then try to get away without an explanation/apology later on
38. I like grey-blue eyes
39. My dog is called Chilli
40. I used to study in Northland Primary School
41. I could have been posted to SNGS through DSA, but by a twist of fate I landed in NYGH
42. I prefer NYGH's previous principal to our current one
43. I used to have crushes on two male teachers
44. I think I am bisexual; otherwise, I am straight
45. Contrary to popular belief (HAHAHA), I do not "change boyfriends like I do underwear" (HAHAHA)
46. I am very lazy and lack self-discipline but occasionally I try to be neat
47. I am a little claustrophobic
48. I get anxiety/panic attacks sometimes
49. I like Coke-flavoured lollipops
50. I think I am too pale
51. I want to gain weight badly
52. Contrary to popular belief (AGAIN), I am not anorexic. Thank you.
53. I avoid eating weird animals / weird animal parts, e.g. turtle, chicken liver, fish eggs, pig intestines, deer, escargots
54. I'm not sure how to spell escargots
55. I'm lazy to check the dictionary or click on Blogger's spellcheck
56. I am an App freak on Facebook
57. I like most fruits; I think it's fun to eat them, especially oranges and cherries
58. I am not an emo person just because I listen to My Chemical Romance/similar music genres
59. I try to write stuff like poetry/essays/short stories but I end up feeling lousy about them and chuck them away
60. I dream of becoming a great novellist
61. I listen to Class 95FM because my father tunes in to that station
62. I don't intend to marry
63. I think engagement is enough lah!
64. I am long-winded sometimes
65. I think I have low standards for attractiveness (i.e. thinking that a guy is goodlooking when everyone else strongly disagrees)
66. I like otters and ferrets... and chinchillas
67. I like cheese fries a lot
68. Olives are fun to eat
69. To me most movies are nice -- proof of my notveryhigh standards
70. I am rather afraid of the dark
71. I have three sisters, and I am the second daughter
72. I tell lousy jokes
73. I tend to laugh at unfunny jokes
74. I love ikan bilis
75. I love Tony Chopper, Luffy, Sanji and Zoro from OnePiece (manga&anime)
76. I think Wentworth Miller is the sexiest male celebrity
77. Sometimes I wish I were a guy
78. I wish I could play soccer well
79. I think bright yellow nail polish looks cool/cute/nice/pretty but I never dare wear it out
80. I used to enjoy catching grasshoppers back in Malaysia at my grandparents'
81. I don't support the government's efforts in bringing in so many foreign scholars
82. I can't help feeling that the countries which the scholars come from are actually starting an intellectual world war.
83. I think Singapore will lose this 'war' eventually
84. I wish I were photogenic
85. I enjoy making long lists while knowing that nobody will read everything
86. I think I have a couple of mild Obsessive Compulsive Disorders
87. I can't stand myself having long fingernails; I'll usually be extra tempted to cut them short
88. I wish that governments could stop seeing aging populations as a problem -- pushing people to reproduce more and resulting in even worse overpopulation is a greater issue
89. I actually wish that humans hadn't evolved into Modern Man (homo sapien sapien)
90. My aspirations include becoming a lawyer, novellist, journalist, musician, zoologist, zookeeper, kindergarten teacher, artist, actress, movie director, policewoman, psychologist, psychiatrist, or an archaeologist
91. I feel that I am too ambitious and I need a clear goal to focus on
92. I dread that I won't be able to make it to Cambridge
93. I think that actually 9-5 office jobs aren't that bad
94. I want to learn latin dance
95. I have a feeling my friends will laugh at my wanting to learn latin dance
96. Many people have commented that my palms are not soft/smooth/nice to hold (T_T)
97. I don't like some of my cousins
98. I have extremely weird dreams, and many are rather prophetic
99. I quite like my toes
100. I don't like my CCA much

Hahahahhaa. 100 things about me. I bet nobody read through everything!

I'm so bored, and am strangely hyper right now.

:D :D :D

BUT I think I am still depressed.

How's that possible, right??

Okay byebye.

Jonkoh you can come up with a similar list if you want. ^^"