i remember how in primary school my teachers made me do 'reading is fun' posters to paste in the library and i just did them blindly, but i always wondered what it was for, like some sort of propaganda? so kids can see those posters and be immediately enlightened to go grab a book and be engaged in its contents? is it?? rubbish, that wont happen! but adults make you do stupid stuff all the time when you were kids, and we were pretty stupid ourselves so we just did them.
but anyway, reading's probably the funnest thing after calvinball.
whoops i think nerd juice just spilled out of my brain. oh man i need to mop it up before someone sees.
i like thrillers. books that are descriptive and picturesque. especially books that make you think. i'll write a book when i grow up, then i'll self-illustrate it. oh sure, laugh at me now. if you think i cant write a novel, one day it'll be a bestseller, and i will fart in your face.
you know, when i read a book, i imagine out everything, what the characters look like, what the house looks like, what the room looks like, what everything looks like. then when i finish, i feel like i just watched this imaginary movie that was made using a budget of $0 and no actors. i am so, awesome!
maybe i'll be a director someday too. then i'll do all those book-adapted films, since i have such magical visualisation skills. and since i loved my own 'movie', i am sure other people will too.
but of course if you dont then you must be some humourless freak with no brains and you live in a hole in the ground. raise your hand if you're that, or anything close to that! ok no one? ALRIGHT then you're gonna love me and my wonderful movies!! whahahaha.
aiyah, if only it were so easy to produce a movie, just think it up. if we could do that, i'd have won like, probably 27 oscars by now.
ok i am typing at pig speed. i am off to sleep.
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Monday, October 29, 2007 5:51 PM
ok the last day of school. it marked the day i would lose some things, gain some, change some and learn some. i have a feeling this post isnt gonna be all fun and games.
first of all, i am super sad i am going to not study in this building anymore. if buildings had feelings, i would like to tell you, the cedar girls secondary school, that you have made my stay for the past 3 years extremely memorable. i am sorry if i made you classrooms dirty, or if i use too much of your toilet paper when i pee, or if i murder ants in your basketball court. you will still love me right? if you could. i'll always remember you school! i'll come back to visit you when you are your new self, and i will sing to you A1 song okay!! i will sing: another night another day, what can i say? you're still the same old brand new you!
ok annette you are getting weird stop talking to a building, and like as if it will come and read your blog.
behold the board of the 3P classroom.
AUGGHH, where did the class nameplate go??
oh, there it is, in on the floor. it jumped there, in a feckless attempt to commit suicide.
so why did the nameplate want to commit suicide?? WHY, you must be asking.
you see, 3P was in this emotionally unstable state, where everyone was crying, except for a few of us. i was one of them because i thought like, crying in front of ravin and athirah would just make them feel bad, like it's their fault for something. ravin ended up consoling people lah. and i tell you, if it's hard for us, it's confirm harder for them. so i cried by myself the day before when ravin called me to tell me she retain, like when she put down.
so i the whole day when 3P was sitting together crying i was going: OUKAY EVERYBODY SUCK THE TEARS IN NOW!
and i wrote on the board bigly: BIG GIRLS DONT CRY, with a big :D smiley face, and then ravin started laughing at it like some insane woman. not funny right. OH the loser! hahaa.
and also, alvina gave 3P freddo and dinosaur gummies, and when me and ravin saw the freddo we were like 'AHHHHHHHHHH!!!' cos we love freddo. and the dinosaur gummy is like, i think the nicest gummy ever. i am going to buy some on my own the next time i go out. whoo thanks alvina.
anyway we were talking about stuff like OAC. like when we were doing HE. haha when 3P sang the 'xiao ma xiao er' song for qin huan, and they made mcfly songs into cheer for me. hahaha i remember i was laughing so much i scared i fall, so i was there laughing but clinging onto some rope for my dear life.
and i remember, ravin stayed up at the vertical log thing for like 10-20 minutes, cos she didnt dare to jump down. and when me and hannah had our niagara falls and we were feeling pretty gross the whole time, but at least we werent alone! and when ravin and joey will always go and tell each other they wanna go home.
haha ohoh thought of something. cos ravin and athirah's parents are quite funny, they are super scared they will go and commit suicide, then suddenly i thought of the OAC. and i said to ravin: ravin i think your parents dont have to be scared you are going to commit suicide, cos you dont even dare to jump off some log lah!
it's like, that one ah, you confirm wont die one some more, because their are ropes pulling you. hahaha. you loser. but then ravin said she can take an overdose of drugs. and at the end of school, wah, she tried to threaten me with that to make me pon choir can!!! *gasp* but in the end i couldnt go out anyway cos i was holding this stupid box of books. so off to choir i went.
ok back to when we were in 3p classroom. we sang our class song for OAC: top of the world and 'innocence', our COLOURS song.
anyway, at the last period, i cried in the end cos ravin hugged me. kind of hit me that my best friend isnt going to be in the same class as me next year. but we were all saying, next year, we'll still be our full strength 21, because ravin and athirah will forever be seen as a part of us! ok then i dried myself after like, 10 seconds.
then that night i wrote a letter to ravin and snail mailed it to her, i think i said about it before in some posts back, and then she told me when she read, she laughed out loud until her parents thought she was crazy, then one second later she was crying.
i told her ah, she must keep that letter in her bra at all times to keep it safe.
and the next thing i am sad about is ms tan leaving us. i mean, of course i get angry at her a lot, and she insults me a lot, and sometimes she's kind of biased and all, she's still my 3P form teacher after all, right!!
no one's gonna be there to call me to me a silly goose anymore.
but anyway, to the best class ever and i mean ever in my whole life, 3PowderfulPolkadots, I LOVE YOU!!!! oukay cheryl lee isnt in that picture because i think she was sleeping on some bench at the first floor. and you see cheryl you made me have to write this msg at the bottom of my post and yiiehhk the whole closing atmosphere. ahahhaaha.
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i just took my medicine and i shall blog until i feel gross enough to stop and then clamber into bed. ok i was supposed to post about the last day of school a long time ago, but i was interrupted by the many contretemps in my ever so unpredictable life.
i tell you, my life either loves me a lot, or hates me like i am some, i dunno, like i am a brinjour. i hate brinjours. am i even spelling it right? you know, that purple deformed piece of vegetable that sprouted up from hell?
okok anw i was saying, it either loves me so much as to make itself so damn interesting and full of surprises, or it hates me so much as to make itself so damn "interesting" and full of "surprises".
whoever made up the shit about how oh 'we are the masters of our own lives and we decide our fate' or something, is a nutjob. because we are living in a world of disgusting people, who make our lives hell.
it's like i say oh i am going to study hard now and then go be a surgeon and spend my life dissecting stuff and operating on people until i hone my skills till i am super good, and eventually i am super rich.
then one day a pair of siamese twins call me to cut them into 2, and then i will be famous because all the papers will be talking about it, and then more siamese twins will be asking me for splitzaration and i will earn all their money AND I WILL BE A MILLIONAIRE.
oh yes life is so simple. NOT.
YOU THINK SO EASY AH?? ok lah maybe only the study hard part. but if everyone could decide their destiny just by working hard, then you are wrong, because sometimes there are many many external factors you cant control. what if something as simple as, some people dont have money to pay for higher education? or if some idiot doesnt wanna hire me cos he doesnt like my face? or simply because times are bad and i cant find a job? much less a job that i want?
or what if i live in africa and all i want is a small sip of water????!!! do i decide my destiny now you smartass? i cant even study, i cant even work, and my country is a piece of crap. HOW do i pilot my own life?? if it was so easy, everyone there wouldnt be living in poverty and they'd all be millionaires. i slap the guy who thought he was so smart to say that. ohoh, and i SNEER at him!!! hahaha. i will get the entire africa to sneer at him for me. and nicole too. she is great at sneering. she is, i crown, the queen of sneeraration.
ah i am going to do something to help them when i grow up. maybe i'll go there to mission or something. i dunno, just somehow, i promise me.
okok and something else. i think that statement that guy made deludes people. deludes STUPID people. ok look at those freaking brainless people who join like, american idol. i only watch the auditions for AI cos they're funny.
anyway, they are people who think they sing damn nice and they believe in that lie that they are the masters of their lives. and if they wanna be a singer, they can make it happen, simply because. stewbeead.
you see lah, you see lah, that's what you were thinking your whole life that's how you embarrassed yourself on worldwide television. ahhhaaa i laugh at you and your gullibility.
and the stupider people, even after they are told they suck, still cling on to that lie you know. so just because of you who made up this phrase, these people will get nowhere.
oh crap i suddenly remembered. i was actually going to write about the last day of school but i got distracted and digressed like i always do. ok i shall do it later i am damn drowsy i am off to bed.
p.s. i am on a mission to find out who is the genius who made up that phrase[Edit: i have a feeling he is a motivational speaker, cos motivational speakers are full of crap.], then somehow manage to propagandise his idiot disciples to quote him and spread it to the other people of the world.
i think if someone quotes that to me one day i will just punch them. whahhaha.
ok lah maybe i wont blame them, because it has probably been said so many times it has become so banal that people dont care or rather dont know that it doesnt make sense.
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Sunday, October 28, 2007 12:42 PM
YESTERDAY WAS THE LUCKIEST DAY OF MY LIFE. *sarcastic tone btw* i am going to write super long, because the whole day was FILLED to the brim with tragedies.
ok so anyway yesterday ah, i was having a sore throat but lynnette the brat insisted on having her birthday lunch yesterday, so i just went along to eat sakae with the family. and they everything, all the heaty nice stuff also can eat. and ME?
i sit there and torture myself with a pathetic bowl of udon. felt like stabbing myself with the chopsticks lah. they were super rubbing it in.
then later the stupid library at compass pissed me off, because they didnt let me pay my renewal money in cash. they dont let me you know!!! how come other library can you cannot?? you broke both your arms is it?? cannot reach out to take the coin ah? i put inside your bra for you you want??
so i had to go to some rubbish machine and i stared at it super long to figure out what to press and everything, because there were ten million buttons plus no button that said 'pay ___'. you have to go press 'check your account'. how am i supposed to know i am supposed to press that you lousy instructionators!! i didnt go there to check my account i went there to pay!
so after you check your account, they write there, in red, that your havent paid your renewal fee. oh what a crime. then i say i pay by ez-link. and guess what, after 5minutes of figuring out the machine, i thought i'd be done but NO, my ez-link card decided to play the devil's advocate as well, and come and show me that it contains $0.43 and the machine said, in red, again, OH YOU DO NOT HAVE ENOUGH MONEY.
i said fine, and i stormed off to get papa's cashcard. plus the seconds time i went in there and the queuing, i took about 20minutes altogether. and if i paid you by cash, i would have taken 5 freaking seconds.
ok first of all, i hate it when machines show you condemning messages in red. who are you to come and 'ORHORR!!' me, you inanimate object!! ok what is the word for it i cant think of it now. ohOH, it's called denunciate. yes. you are not my ahma you dont come and denunciate me. even my ahma doesnt come and scold me lah!
i wanna go invent new machines like, including the mrt ones and atms. and when you dont have enough money, they will just write there 'oh it's alright, top up your card as soon as you can, have a nice day.' ohoh in a nice friendly BLUE.
ok and secondly, i suddenly thought of something, when was it first implemented that libraries charged you for book renewals? i only knew recently, cos zeh tell me, and i've seen some of my friends pay, but i remember when i was a kid, i everytime go library no need to pay when you renew one! ok maybe it was mummy pay one then i dunno, but i renewed all the time and i am forever at the counter i do not see mum paying for a renewed book.
but whether or not it has been implemented since the dinosaurs roamed the earth i dont care because it is still completely and utter rubbish. somebody tell me, why do we have to pay for book renewals? why ah? i am not even returning you the book late you know, i came to your library on time. i made the effort to get up off my ass, to your library, to tell you i need more time to read this, instead of just continuing to read it, then return it you a day late.
AND NOW YOU ARE CHARGING ME FOR BEING RESPONSIBLE AND CONSIDERATE??
and i dont see the difference. all i am doing is returning the book, then borrowing it again. do i have to pay for borrowing? NO. THAT'S WHAT LIBRARIES ARE FOR.
urgh whatever lah then continues my horrible day when i reach home and the hamster's gone, blah blah blah we shll skip that part i already got all worked up over it.
skip skip skip..
.. to the part where i am at dhouby. i am twenty five mins late. you see, cos everyone else was gonna be late and i could only call xuying cos the twins are the only ones who're going to be early, aka the people who choose where to eat. xuqi never bring phone. so like i was calling all the way from the mrt AND SHE NEVER PICK UP until i reach dhouby, then after i tap my card i just stood at the wall calling and being damn scared i was going to be stranded there. FOREVER. auughghhhhhhh!! i tell you, i was completely trepid can. i have a phobia of getting lost.
then luckily in the end i decided nicole, should be there lah. so i heck and i call and she said they were are mos burger so i yes and i go. then reached and i tried to murder xuying. hahaha.
OUKAY anyway, it was bloody fast food and i was still having the sore throat. so how? cannot eat. and anyway i had no more time because i was late so i just milk tea and some cake that's in a cup.
then just when i thought i was in the safe confines of a fast food joint, when i thought it was impossible for my day to get any worse, IT STILL DID. whoo. the cake was tateless crap, and they had frozen red bean and ice at the bottom. i almost died when i saw the red bean. i hate red bean. so i started picking out all the red beans frmo the bottom and eating the rest. i tell you these people are smartasses ok. they go put all the gross stuff at the bottom so you cant see it, then you go and buy. you CHEATERBUGS. at this rate i will be a devout cynic by like, year 2023.
can you believe it there's more. so after that we went to little india and nicole say take 66 to acsb and we wait until ten million buses passed but no 66!! so nicole went to check and i think something like actually we can take a few more buses, but anyway in the end we decided to take taxi. so we split up and the twins and jiarong went first in a taxi.
so left me, nicole and jiehui right? then we were there flagging a second taxi and some indian women came and stand in front of us and started flagging to their heart's content. and we got damn pissed.
ok so for super long, neither of us got the taxi and i decided i needed to get them out of the way because the 3 of us were gonna be late so i was like: *really loudly, and on purpose*: NICOLE! CANT STAND IT LAH. SOME PEOPLE COME LATER THAN US, STILL TRY TO STEAL TAXI FROM US.
then suddenly, the indian woman who was flagging, she put down her hand and turned around to face her clan. felt so victorious.
BUT THEN! after a few more minutes of me, nicole and jiehui's futile attempts to get a cab, THE WOMAN WALKED BACK IN FRONT TO FLAG A CAB.
felt like pushing her onto the road and let her get knocked down by a lorry can.
i think right, cos when i said that, her conscience pricked her a bit, so she paiseh a bit, but then after a while, the guilt wore off so she came back to flag like nothing happened.
SO, the 3 of us just went to cross the side junction beside them and flag there. so we are a road and 2m in front of them. this time, we got 2 taxis but both DONT KNOW how to get to acsb. and to make things worse, one of the taxis that we rejected, the indian women ran after it flabbily and asked the driver if he could get to THEIR venue. then, they got in!!!!
life is so unfair.
so, we decided, the next cab, who cares if he knows how to get there we shall just get in, then direct him or smth. and by the time we reached. ANOTHER TRAGEDY OCCURED.
we ran to the ticket booth and nicole put her $12 there. and the woman was like: oh sorry it's $15 and we were like: huh?? but i thought if we bought in groups of 5, it'll be $12? woman: no but your friends already paid [ok we bought 10 tickets, the other 4 friends never eat with us.]*points to 7 friends* me: then can we like repay, then each of us $12 woman: no. one ticket's $15 nicole: *puts $15 there and says to herself* this is damn cheat my money!
hahaha i wanted to laugh at that lah. her pissedness. and then ah, i look at the woman, her face had that kind of guilty but dont wanna admit so act pissed face. the damn qianbian but weak face. hahaha it was a damn funny face lah. *supresses laughter*
then ah, around the last 20mins of the performance, i made this damn amazing discovery. whahhaa. so i told nicole about it, and for the rest of the... OKAY IT ENDED UP AS A FREAKING TRAGEDY TOO SO I SHALL NOT ELABORATE. also because i am getting tired of this rant on my full-day-catastrophe. ahhahaha. bye.
the world is conspiring against me and me and only me.
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aiyah actually i found hammie, not fun already. if he had really ran out of the house it would've been cool then i could paste copies of THIS around the neighbourhood:
WHHAAAAAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAA. look at the way hammie's staring so petrifiedly in that picture!! ahahahhahahaha.
and actually he's not that fat lah, just that at that time i was giving him treats, so he store them in his cheeks, so he look fat. okok if you look at that picture carefully you will realise his left cheek is fatter than his right one. RIGHT??!! ahhahhaaa. know why! cos i gave him a popcorn and he tried to stuff the entire crap all into his left cheek, so it was freaking fat, fatter than the right cheek, which contained like, 2 sunflower seeds.
and actually ah, i made him wanted for breaking prison, but then it's not really prison, and that'll make me sound like some animal abuser anyway. ok is there such a word as cagement [ok firefox just red underlined it, what does that mean? NO.] whoo ok then a new word. I SWEAR I SHOULD WRITE MY OWN DICTIONARY.
and dont come and tell me $0.39 is too little. HELLO, i come and tell you, i promise you it is nett ok. you see, people everytime lose dog right? so one dog they reward $1000 right? ok say, the dog is 5kg. hammie is 20g. so let's calculate how much hammie's worth.
$1000/5000g x 20g = $4
so then considering my financial status is most likely lower than the dog owners', i shall minus some money. [e.g. by house size. my house should be half the size of theirs.]
$4/2 = $2
ok and usually those people who lose dog, all they do is print a picture of their dog on a plain white sheet of paper and then scribble some descriptions and their phone number. but what do I do??? ME? i make such a damn pretty poster can! so, for the effort and creativity and extra ink, i should deduct some of your reward money to pay for that. so,
$2 - $1.61 = $0.39
SO! REASONABLE RIGHT??? haha but whatever annette you are wasting your time because hammie is safe and sound in his cage now. and aiyah all that mental calculation is making me hungry. eh mr khoo!! i got do maths in my holiday ok! wahlao so proud of myself.
maybe i'll like, go purposely throw ham outside the house now so i can carry out operation-wantedposter.
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Saturday, October 27, 2007 5:08 PM
AUUGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!
HAMMIE HAS FREAKING ESCAPED!!! AH WHAT HAVE I DONE THIS IS A CATASTROPHE!
ok guess what i just came home like 10minutes ago. and like i always do when i come home, i look in the cage right? but i look, and look, and look and look AND HAMMIE WASNT IN HIS CAGE. and guess what the top door of his cage was open cos just now i go feed him before i left i forgot to close back!!! i was horrified.
so i started looking frantically everywhere. and there is a 60% chance he ran out of the house cos i think he can fit through the gap in the bottom of the gate oh man he is going to DIE.
then ah, my ahma started to laugh can as she stared at me look around the house. i must have been an idiot anyway cos i was crouching down and looking at all the hidable places around the living room. and then she: li eh gia ah? [your son ah?] and i: hah! [yes!] and she started laughing even more.
ok i came back home to keep library books i need to go off again now and i am already running late. AH DEAR JESUS IF YOU CAN HEAR ME LET HAMMIE BE HUNGRY SO HE WILL COME BACK AND EAT THE FOOD I POURED ON THE FLOOR. AND DONT LET ANYONE STEP ON IT. AMEN!!
Edit: ok i just came back from the acsb concert. and i am here to tell the world that at the second i was going to leave the house, I FOUND HAMMIE. in his usual hideout when he escapes, except this time he went BEHIND the cupboard, not just the gap between the side of the cupboard and the wall.
EH IT WAS THE FIRST PLACE I GUESSED HE'D BE LEH ACTUALLY! i was throwing food in that gap like a madwoman just now, and kicking the cupboard like crazy, but no hamster emerged from behind so i gave up.
whahaha but in the end, before i left, my maid saw him poking his head out and when he finally came out to get the food, she chased him out.
so all is good, especially for hammie who got a big GOOD smack on the butt from me.
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Friday, October 26, 2007 10:37 PM
ok i went to post a letter to ravin in the afternoon. haha i tell you ah, that loser lives within 10m radius of my house you know, but i still decided to snail mail her cos i thought i'd make her happy. I LOVE GETTING STUFF IN THE MAIL. it is like a damn exciting feeling when papa passes me an envelope and goes 'annette you got a letter' and then i start tearing the envelope open like a wonka bar wrapper, as if i know i'm gonna find the golden ticket. and snail mailed letters are so fun they are good enough to eat anyway.
whoever hates getting letters in the mail, you are an alien.
haha i suddenly thought mark chang the alien. he's from the fairly oddparents. anw, he lives in Yugopotamia and in that planet, they are OPPOSITICAL if that even is a word. like for example, being nice is a negative thing and being disgusting is a positive thing. and to them broccoli and shit is damn nice food and ice-cream and chocolate is gross.
aahahha. i love mark. here's a picture of him.
and oukay i need to go now i shall post properly about the last day of school in my next post!
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because best friends are for EVER. even when we are old and gross and smelly, remember?
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Wednesday, October 24, 2007 11:32 PM
channel 5 sucks. local shows on channel 5 suck. LIVE THE DREAM SUCKS. TO THE CORE. like worse than all the straws in the world.
okok here is stupid WHY.
1 week ago: i heard that click five is gonna play on live the dream finals. click five rocks. live the dream doesnt. i hadnt watched a single episode because i told myself never to because my perceptive brain convinced me that it's a rubbish show. i always scorn at all the ltd advertisements one ok!! so, i contemplated. i sold out, and decided to watch.
today:
8:00pm- i switch on the tv, cringe and force my eyeballs to watch the disgusting show, to wait until tcf comes on, because i do not wanna miss a single second of the song/kyle's pretty face.
8:20pm- just before the first commercial break, utt says that coming up next will be tcf. so i wait and expect them to come on once the ad ends.
8:30pm- ads over, they do not. and just before the second commercial break, utt says that coming up next will be tcf. so i tell myself that they will come on after this ad, this time it's for real.
ads over, they do not. again. same goes for the 3rd and 4th commercial break..
9:20pm- STILL NO TCF. utt is a bloody liar. and i am rotting. me and zeh have been sitting in front of the bloody tv for 1hr and 20mins watching crap. if watching something spectacular is called feasting your eyes, our experience could be called ailing our eyes.
9:30pm- the hosts say come back for the results show after the news and the bloody credits roll!! and me and zeh go: NONONONONONO!! as if it will freeze the credits or smth. we get damn pissed.
10:00pm- i go watch the results show and zeh says call her when tcf comes.
10[freaking]:35pm- they announce click 5 and they play until
10:40pm- they are at the end of the jenny song. then suddenly, the stupid show producers make the contestants go on stage and sing the jenny chorus in parts. and that was the ultimate i tell you.
i felt so embarrassed for them, because they sucked so bad when they sang it plus, they are singing it infront of the people who wrote this song! wahlao if i were click five i will either a) murder them on the spot. b) die on the spot. c) laugh out loud at them on the spot. or d) all of the above
they super ruined the song can. i was down there thinking tcf must be thinking that singapore's music industry is a gone case man.
10:45pm- they finish performing. the hosts say that after the commercial break will be the results. who the hell cares about the results? me and zeh switch off the tv and say how evryone in singapore must be doing the same thing. haha like when click five go away alr they have this sudden fall in ratings. AHAHHA. losers.
hate it leh, when lousy shows who have tons of money pay famous bands to come onto the show just to boost their ratings. and idiots like me will watch it for them, but not for the real show itself. but, the show is idioticker to say: tcf is are performing on ltd, watch ltd to catch them perform live!
WELL THEY ONLY PLAY ON THE RESULTS SHOW WHY DID YOU TELL ME TO WATCH LTD LIKE THE NON-RESULTS ONE? huh?? why??? why you bluff me??? what dare not admit that no one watches your show ah! waste my life i am damn angry.
and i think if i grow up to be a musician next time, and i go to america or some angmoh country, and if tcf or basically any angmoh musician asks me where i am from, i will rather say i am from mongolia or smth than say singapore. i am serious. the ltd finalists suck like hell.
and it's also stupid, because the person who wins just gets a bit of money and has ONE concert from what i hear. how pathetic is that? and since they are as sucky as suck can get, they can try as hard as they can to cut an album or smth but they wont be big I PROMISE YOU.
haha i think i get angry over the rubbishest things. whatever lah i am off to bed. oh i could have slept earlier but some UGLY local show wasted my time.
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okokkk say it as quickly as you can,
i'm not a pheasant plucker i'm a pheasant plucker's son. and i'll keep on plucking pheasants till the pheasant plucking's done.
WHAHA. have i made you say your curses of the day?
ok i am a loser, being fascinated by tongue twisters. and i have no mood to blog further i am sticky sweaty and i think mushrooms are growing on my armpits. SHOWER TIME!
Edit: ok i need to say this now before i forget. everybody, draw a fish on the back of your hand between the index finger and thumb. then, you go for choir practice and when the other sections are singing, PLAY. open and close your fingers to make your fish sing. hahaha it will fascinate you for hours! or at least just me cos i am easily fascinated.
oh and i might have an attention span of a hippo when it comes to studying and having nothing to do, but when it comes to brainless fun stuff, my attention span is infinte.
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Monday, October 22, 2007 8:24 PM
just now, i went to go take a shit and suddenly i saw hld[a certain vp] coming out of my asshole. i looked down into the toilet bowl and saw her mingling with her cold, heartless, brown, slimy counterparts. yes, i believe she is no more than a marble of my shit.
AND GUESS WHAT'S THE BEST PART OF IT ALL? she was frolicking in my pee, having not a single idea that i was going to flush her down to her doom any second. WHAHAHAHHAHAHAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!
oUKAY actually that is super evil. but whatever i had to write it somewhere to vent my anger what! and i think royston is right i am damn gross. whahaha.
[*friend is a friend who's identity i am protecting.]
okok i am serious, i told friend* that if after seeing oy, she still cant promote, i am really off to 'flush' hld aka confront her because 1) it was her idea of retaining friend 2) i dont think i will be able to get to oy anw AND 3) BECAUSE IT IS BLOODY UNFAIR if 2 other friends who did worse than her promotes and not her.
ok no offence to the 2 other friends i am super proud of you guys for promoting, but i just cant understand why friend cant. so yah it's about friend and hld now, nothing to do with you. friend has the problem and hld is at fault and you 2 are out of it. =]
so anw. what do i not understand?? because hld gave the stupid excuse that friend's highest fail mark is 44, whereas 2 friends' highest is 48 and 49. so friend is not ready. but other than that 44, all of friend's other fails are so much better than 2 friends' other fails!! and overall, she is better! you tell me why you dont want to promote her!
plus hld, if you wanna use that rubbish excuse, i ask you, so if my highest fail is 49 you will let me promote right? =DDDDDDD OH SO IF MY OTHER FAILS ARE ONE-DIGIT NUMBERS IT STILL DOESNT MATTER HOR BECAUSE YOU ONLY LOOK AT THE BLOODY HIGHEST FAIL???? RIGHT RIGHT YOU SAY ONE WHAT.
ok that last sentence, right there, goes into the script for when i confront hld. actually i think it will automatically come out of my mouth i dont need to remember anything but seriously lah, can you feel my indignation!! i need JUSTICE!!!
OHOH i thought of something, hahahhaa just now i go and take 107 home then i sat at the back of the bus. ok it's a double decker so the back of the bus has no window it's a black wall and it's exactly stuck to the back of the seat.
so anw i damn tired so i fell asleep AND THEN aaahhahahahahhaa my head suddenly tauhu and i leaned my head back and BPOM! it bloody knocked on the wall at the back! it was super painful!! i wanted to OWWWWWWWW but then i quickly opened my eyes to check if anyone was laughing at me first. hahaha it was super embarrassing like the whole bus so quiet suddenly BPOM so loud.
and guess what every single person i looked at was OLD, like above 40. haha i think all the younger people are all upstairs. and none of them were looking at me i was so happy!!!! cos they were either sleeping themselves or reading newspaper or i think they are just hard of hearing. whahahahha thank God for the elderly!
aiyah, old people have it good. my ahma ah, all she does everyday is watch tv and eat and sleep. and it's sort of not fair because half the stuff she watches on tv she doesnt even wanna watch she just does it cos she has nothing else to do. my ahma is a loser lah. whhaha.
annette is never sleeping on the bus ever again. who knows maybe next it wont just be a knock on the back of my head i might fall off the seat or something. ohman if that happens i will make sure i fall flat on my face so no one can see my face.
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Sunday, October 21, 2007 9:43 PM
OH CRAP NO WONDER THE WHOLE DAY FELT LIKE I WAS FORGETTING SOMETHING. i havent done the stupid shoe design which ms tay made me redo.
feel like just handing in the untampered-with white picture of the shoe, then write there something artistic like oh it's about how we live in a world where we are so perfectionistic and OCD and everything must be super clean, white, perfect. whoo.
actually it's rubbish any stupid thing can be art, sometimes i am damn skeptical about artists who call their super simple stuff art.
i still think the dude who did those art pieces where he splats paint all over his pieces just did it for fun. and people just decided to sell it at cut-throat prices just because of his already established reputation. or it wasnt for fun but with the agenda that he could use his pro-artist status to sell crap. evil right! cant stand him. wish he was still alive so i could just confront him and get this doubt off my chest.
next time, i wanna do that. paint damn nice pictures. until i am famous. then i will slack by miles and draw random crap. and i will still get the equal credit i can obtain from my previous works. because everyone will think i meant to do that.
and my skeptical counterparts will be shushed off by my fans, telling them they know nothing about art. when they in actual fact, are the real fools.
then i will be so full of money i can afford to use $2 notes to wipe my ass when i laosai. and i will have so much cash i can burn some. and i will go get gold-plated everything. gold-plated silverware, gold-plated toilet seat, gold-plated plate. BWHAHHAHAHA-
YAH I WISH.
oh man i am really too lazy to do. ok TOMORROW. i tell you, i believe i have morphed into a pig over the last few weeks. i need to make a list of what i am going to accomplish this holiday. as in non-work but productive a bit stuff.
1) shit less to save time shitting wastes your life. God, why didnt you make us in a way where we are like vaccuum cleaners and when we need to shit, we open some drawer in our butt and then just pour it into the bowl?? why not??!!
2) read about, 15 books? i am at number four whoo
3) read some chinese books. WHAHHAHA. joke of the day man that is not going to happen i know it but whatever it stays on my list.
4) learn the drums! i am super duper damn cho damn extremely excited for drum lessons.
5) get a job? the other day, we had camp comm meeting at white tangerine and at 9pm a live band will play. we sat through it and it was kinda sucky and we were like laughing. friends! let's start a band and go ask them to hire us. whahha. they should cos they are a recently opened only cafe..
6) learn many many many many many songs on the guitar. for now, hillsongs.
7) create a comic. whaha, i want. comics are the sex.
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Friday, October 19, 2007 4:48 PM
i think a plank of wood would do a better job of governing cedar than oy would. here's why:
1) waste school funds on rubbish Plank Of Wood- will not OY- will
2) exploit events such as meet the parents to acquire donations POL- will not OY- will
3) organise unorganised events POL- will not OY- will
4) make students angry at her/it thus wasting their energy,saliva,etc. POL- will not OY- will
5) scold us if we fail to donate sufficient money to the school POL- will not OY- will
the list actually goes on, but we'll stop at 5. SO, final score: POL- 5 OY- A BIG FAT HAIRY 0
WHAHA. the plank of wood wins and i would vote it principal if we had a democracy here in cedar.
but since we kind of dont, i want to take over moe and kick oy out of cedar then employ myself as new principal.
ok you probably think i'm being like some assy 3 year old whose dream for the school, if he can be principal, is to make everyone have free ice-cream and not have lessons and everyone can just come to school to play.
but i shall inform the world that i've long past that phase where in kindergarten i fantasize of superficial dreams like that, except my exact imagination included carousels and many many art lessons.
okok anyway in the cedar where i am principal, i shall make everyone excel in everything including the most important-- academic performance. how? BY EMPLOYING GOOD TEACHERS.
and this brings me to my next point where in cedar ah, not only does the principal suck, the teachers are too.
ohoh, of course there are the handful of good teachers lah. but ok wait i shall define good. it means BEING NICE AND BEING ABLE TO TEACH.
no point being one but not the other in my opinion but, ok lah better than nothing so i shall count good/halfgood teachers from cedar. i think for the truly good teachers there are about 4 in cedar, and the nice but cannot teach ones about 5, and the can teach but not nice ones, about, eh, about nothing.
and the rest are crap.
and this also goes to show that if you're not nice, you generally wont be able to teach. bwaha. i have statistics.
so what a surprise, i got so many horrible teachers during my 3 years in cedar. i think this year is definitely the worst, because almost all teachers are prejudiced against 3P, and they look at us like we're all covered in mud. including our form teacher.
ok yes, i am aware that we do disappoint her and all and sometimes she scolds us for that, that's ok i know.. ..BUT YOU TELL ME! STUDENT DEPRECATION, THAT ONE OK OR NOT!
ok you see, on the day when we got back our art results for drawing and painting, tmm came to look. and this is what happened today.
tmm: *FROWNS at the art students as we sign the class list to confirm our eoy marks.* i think, you all ah, [referring to arters] your art, you dont deserve that kind of mark you know. me: oh ms tan, so you're saying i should get lower than this 70 i got? tmm: no, i just think your marks, are very inflated. me: yah lah you're saying that. and why would you say that ms tan? you dont know the amount of effort i put in for my art can. tmm: but, effort is not enough. me[thinking. thinking only ah]:OH SO YOU'RE SAYING I DONT HAVE THE TALENT LAH!!
wahlao i should have said that out loud, but i dunno somehow i couldnt, im not sure why maybe because i was afraid of hearing a 'YAH' after if i did.
ok i wanna tell ms tan i know you saw my final piece for drawing and painting, which was horrendous i know, but guess what i got a 63 for that, which is fairly low for annette's high personal expectations. and you only saw my art once then you come and tell me it's horrible. YOU COME AND PAINT AN A1-DESERVING PICTURE FOR ME FIRST, THEN YOU COME AND TELL ME.
i hate how teachers talk down on you like that. plus. i am absolutely astounded by how tmm does it, considering we are all taller than her.
and tmm is also mad and out of her mind and not a good teacher, because just a couple of weeks ago she was prepared to retain 16 out of 21 of her own students, saying they dont deserve it. she doesnt know what grace is she lives in an igloo and dissected her own heart i tell you.
3p asked me to talk to her about it so i tried, and i said just let them, and if they screw up next year, it'll be their own problem. i thought that was a fairly good argument, many 3p people thought so, but guess what she just dismissed the question and asked me why i'm speaking up for them. OH SO I STUMPED YOU YOU MUST TRY TO STUMP ME BACK.
and what kind of teacher does not fen bu gu shen to try and help her student not retain. what kind of heartless teacher will not fight for a second chance for her students?
wahlao i think tmm should just tell jesus about that 'they are undeserving' thing hoping he'll side her, when in the end he will laugh, to her dismay, and tell her that she did not deserve to be saved either, but he still died for her sins.
SO IF EVERYONE THOUGHT LIKE YOU TMM, INCLUDING JESUS, WE WOULD ALL BE IN HELL.
and i hate cant bloody stand cby too. surprisingly not by the many many times he scolded us for our behaviousr, because i think he had a good reason. it was about our horrible behaviour. but then it just gets stupid when he goes on to, [yes like tmm], condemn us on our academics.
i remember the time when he scolded us for behaviour, then somehow conveniently dragged in the issue of retention. HELLO, LINK? and several times when he scolded classmates until they cried, over something as microscopic as forgetting to bring an mc.
and when he must scold us everytime he teaches us a new sport, because we're doing something wrong. or even before we get anything wrong, when he's just demonstrating, he'll just raise his voice when explaining because he wants to.
i love pe you know, it's damn fun. isnt that what pe's supposed to be about? not you being a spoiler by yelling and frowning. oh, and all those, NOT a good reason for you to get so worked up over.
cby never gives encouragement/comfort etc either. especially when we are already bloody ejnrhrtglkemjjfckejed.
E.G. sometime in august, we had a geog test preceding an e math test and after the geog test, i hadnt written my name and ms chin collecting alr so i clumsily rushed the writing then handed in the paper, without realising that i left the first sheet of answers under my fullscap pad. TRAGIC.
then when i found out 5 minutes later when cby entered the class to invigilate e maths test, i asked him to pass for me after the maths test then he freaking frownily and pissily told me to give it to her NOW cos otherwise too late. this never happened to me before, i just thought of the most practical way to not waste time for the 20 innocent people wanting to take a maths test what! and tell me nicely im the one in the tragedy here can!
so i ran out to find ms chin all over the school and it took me 20 mins. 20 mins to run around the school can. and when i finally found her, she didnt make it any better by shaking her head going 'ohno..' and i was like thinking they werent gonna count the marks for that sheet of paper, as i heard, so i started to cry because my ss/geog sucks and i couldnt afford to fail that, and in such a manner especially.
and i went back to class with my whole face written 'I AM CRYING IN CASE YOU CANT SEE SO YOU BETTER SHUT UP AND NOT SAY ANYTHING THAT WILL MAKE ME FEEL WORSE', cby was unfortunately, completely blind/illiterate and still decide to open that big ulercy gap of his.
still frowning, he sputtered 'why so careless?'
at that moment i just wanted to chock slam him.
first of all i hate that question. *meemers*why so careless? you tell me, how am i supposed to answer that? what's the standard answer for that question i will gladly tell it to you but sadly, dont have! careless, cos careless lah! dumbest question on earth.
and second of all. that was just the insensitive of all insensitivities. even hannah loke, no matter how self-confessed insensitive she is, she wouldnt say that cos that is plain EVILLE.
so then cby went on with lecture to the class about carelessness and blah. then we went on to do the e maths test and i did horribly cos i was drained and demoralised and preoccupied about my geog test. what kind of teacher is that who's not even nice enough to make sure i do not worry and let it affect my maths, and not only that must MAKE IT WORSE.
and i a bit cant stand how i was brought up the way the bible says when someone slaps you on one cheek, let them you on the other. sometimes i wish could just slap them back.
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Tuesday, October 16, 2007 9:12 PM
I'VE GOT AIRMIAIL! gimme 5 minutes i am off to read it. ok now another 20 minutes to reply it.
ok i just realised, in the end i took 45 minutes to do that 25 minute task mentioned above, which already included procrastination grace period. i am such a loser lah. do something as brainless as writing a letter also can take so long, annette you are supposed to do your art now 11:02om you tell me you can finish at 12 i also laugh i dont believe you.
still can blog some more.
ok you know what the letter thing was unexpected cos my dad passed it to me the second i opened my blogger so i shall just carry on blogging which was my initial intent. and if i cant finish my art by today[no wait i WILL NOT finish by today], which is the adidas shoe design, i shall just finish it by friday. because i checked the website and it said that the closing date is like 30th october or something. which is eternity away. i think the reason for my procrastination all the time is my perfect rationalisation skills. they are flawless i tell you.
SO ANYWAY THE GREATEST MIRACLE IS THAT BY THE TIME I WROTE ALL THIS RUBBISH[reasoned out my unproductive use of time and whatsoever that did not involve what i intended to blog like events that i missed out on my last post], I HAVE NO MORE MOOD TO TYPE THE REAL STUFF.
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Sunday, October 14, 2007 10:37 PM
mummy: i want you to buy geog assesment books during the holi- me: mum your shirt looks like pandan cake. mummy: *suppresses laughter* dont change the subject me: im not i was thinking of the colour then i realised. and i hate pandan cake oh man mum im gonna puke. mummy: *laughs*
haha i just so rock lah.
ok and since the last post wasnt really all fun and games, i shall talk about the week for real now. the nice parts.
ok on friday after choir i went to qian's house to fascinate myself with her 5 dogs. qian, i think cookie and jojo are my favourites! =D ok then today, i went to dora koko's house and i brought max to gaigai. and that was too much. i want. a. dog. i think i've said that since the day i was born but no one gave me one.
you know parents always bluff you. like when i was 5 and asked my mum for a dog, she said she'll give one to me when i'm 10. i waited, those long 5 years and when i finally reached my 10th birthday, i asked mum and she said 'i where got say that!' and then promised me she'll get me one somewhere during secondary school. so i wait until i 13 then the same thing happened and except she said wait till i'm 17! and worse i just asked her again last year because i still hope, and she said: "wait until you grow up and move out of this house then you wanna buy how many dogs you want also can."
until i move out????!! SIAO AH!
you know, i feel it's real sad to be a kid cos you are so gullible you believe it when mum and dad say that. but guess what, it's not a promise kid, it's called making you shut your persistant annoying trap by holding onto a blind hope. so you see if mum tells me at 5 i'm gonna get it at 10, she has 5 full years of silence from me and zero chances of possible crying or tantrums. and it'll make me a deluded happy kid too.
and when you bring it up those years later, they just conveniently push the best day of your life further out into the ocean. so the cycle repeats.
UNTIL. you grow up and become smart and then you realise how conniving your parents really are but you never knew. and it's kind of too late because by this time you are too mature to resort to childish antics such as lying on the floor throwing a tantrum or bawling for hours.
[HAHAHAH remembered this: last time, mum refused to buy me something when i was a kid so i lay on the floor of the shopping centre crying until she did. hahah oh my now that i think of it that was damn funny. i am such a spoilt brat. ok WAS. i WAS a spoilt brat.]
i just realised teachers, do something similar to the parents thing, where they scold us in a way where we cant talk back at, but which i hate.
like when we are in kindergarten and misbehave, they scold us and go 'you're not a baby anymore you know!' and when we are in primary school and misbehave, they scold us and go 'you're not in kindergarten anymore you know!' and when we are in secondary school and misbehave, they scold us and go 'you're not in primary school anymore you know!'
etc.
SO RUBBISH!
digressed. okok i am up for threatening mum. no maybe just a simple negotiation. haha. a dog, in exchange, for o levels 6 points. ok lah play safe 9 points?
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Saturday, October 13, 2007 1:37 PM
ok yesterday, 3 people snapped at me or something like that. THREE lah that is damn a lot. but who cares i think i am used to it.
i hate it when people misunderstand things i say. like ok lah i say stuff sometimes freaking ambiguous but, why must all these cynics just assume the negative side of it? i wanna tell the world that whatever i say, please assume i mean well cos i definitely do.
i hate people who get angry over microscopic puny things or hate people to say harmless microscopic puny things which they assume as insulting. like when the tausuan you are eating looks damn gross and i tell you it looks like pisai and mucus then laugh it off cos i think its quite funny. and then you start scolding me for saying that. obviously i'm kidding just laugh it off and play along. or if you do something gross but amusing, i tell you its gross but i laugh, just laugh and dont bloody scold me.
but of course if you seriously tell me and mean it that you think say for example, my shoes are ugly, like,not in a joking way at all i'd just think you are stupid because that's just not the way to be sociable. like what am i supposed to say? and plus what's the point of telling me that cos i bought them obviously cos i didnt think they were ugly.
i hate it when people think the world revolves around them and them alone. i think i dont have to explain this point. most people who think so dont even realise it. i wanna go on a mission where i go to these people and say to their faces I THINK YOU ARE BLOODY SELF-CENTRED! and i hope they say 'NO IM NOT!' cos that would just affirm my 'accusation'.
and ok all my results are back and i have only one A which is exactly 70. and i have one hideous C and the rest are Bs.
BUT I CANT COMPLAIN CAN I.
here's why. yesterday, i still hadnt gotten any As and i was just preparing myself for my impending doom when i went to get back art results and i get A2.
so i was actually happy for the moment and i was actually going to go to chinese straight but i decided to go to class first to ask the fnn people how they did for fnn and then later i realised, i cant bloody say anything!
ok when you do something well, and you try to comfort someone who did worse, sometimes they will just put on their most skeptical mask and not want to accept that piece of comfort and wish i'd shut up cos i am rubbing it in. WHICH I AM NOT!
and i think i know full well that some people'd think that but, i cannot just sit there and not say anything! that would make me seem smug and neither do i want you to look so sad.
and i hate it when i get better grades than you and you assume i cant get disappointed with myself, even if i am because my PERSONAL expectations were still not lived up to. like if i SAY TO MYSELF 'aiyah i got B4 for e maths..' and then you come and insert your big hairy butt into my world and tell me to shut up because you got an F9.
whatever lah. i think i'll go back to school and everything will blow over. and ravin haoyee joey i said i'll pray for you so dont worry lah!
ok and i am pretty glad here at home cos mum thinks i did well. WHOO. i'm gonna get all my As for my O levels next year.
p.s. the ranting at the top, it's not directed at anyone in particular it's just my pet peeves and it's completely generalised. so if you think i am talking about you, i am not. =D
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Tuesday, October 09, 2007 1:36 PM
i spent my entire yesterday eating, watching the chasers on youtube, watching cartoons, reading a rather bimbotic book, eating more, then watching more chasers.
oh the chasers is the video i put in my earlier post and theyre like this random satire talk show. they are damn funny.
i wish singapore had shows like that. so anyway, today was quite a horrible day but a bit no time to type now so i shall do it another day like tmr or smth. depending on if i feel like it but there's an 80% chance i wont since im so used to the slobbing around. [edit: i just realised yesterday, other than the reading of the book, i also cleaned hammie's cage, all this being quite productive. whoo proud of myself. ok not really]
and the reason why i cant type it out now is cos im on a personal mission to plan out my day and make sure i dont waste it off like i did the last 2 days. i will not be a blubb. at least not as much. ok here goes. it's about 2pm now so i shall start from then. [it's for my personal reference so whatever lah dont read it. haha.]
1400 - watch chasers [i have to im in the middle of it my bum is still stuck on the chair] 1430 - watch camp lazlo 1500 - go and shit 1515 - read the bimbo book [and finish it] 1600 - go jog [its a nice day!] 1630 - sit around a bit and drink a drink 1645 - bathe 1700 - practise guitar until at least a third of the book's done 1800 - go choose one of the other 3 unbimbo smarter books to read 1900 - dinner 1930 - call karina [?] 2030 - watch foster's home for imaginary friends 2100 - learn a new song on the piano, or just play for nothing 2200 - draw a comic [by then, i would either have totally no mood, or be totally excited. if it's the former, i give myself permission to watch further tv] 2300 - play sudoku, and other stuff i normally do to play with myself 0000 - continue to read my book 0100 - sleep
WHOO. my productive day ahead is all planned out.
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Sunday, October 07, 2007 11:26 PM
ok today is sunnnday! and guess how i spent my wonderful fabulous sunday? i dawdled it off!! i slobbed all day! i slobbed on my table, i slobbed on my chair and i slobbed on my sofa. i was invincible and no one could stop me from saving i dunno, my fat cells.
and firefox is telling me right now that slobbed is not a word but i dunno i think it sounds perfect to describe my day. i slobbed. no actually something like, i blubbed my whole day off would be perfect. but that's even further from the dictionary then slobbed is. BLUBBED. WHAHAHAH.
i wish there was like this ministry of dictionary in this world, where people can just go there and suggest words that should be or could be in the dcitionary, but arent. and the MOD can just easily put in the dictionary, after consideration of course, if they think that its just too awesome not to be in the dictionary. like BLUBBED. like i am sure someone in this world will wanna use that word if i put it in the dictionary lah.
ok i shall talk about yesterday. woke up really late, then went to camp comm meeting which i nearly fell asleep in, then with ravin to library and then straight to service, which, pastor peter was so boring[sorry lah] plus i was damn tired i think i was totally yawning every 5 seconds and like just wanted to go home, and sleep!!
i think during the exams, i was deprived of so much sleep that i owed this entire sleep debt to myself which, even after sleeping ten hours on friday night wasnt enough. i had no bloody idea why i was so exhausted!
so anw, i tell you, ravin and i were like being total bimbos on our best friend day out lah. ohoh i borrowed my first bimbo book from the library! hahaha. it was a damn funny day too.
ok so at first when we were at pp, ravin stepped on this splinter which just went right through her slipper. then cannot walk with it right!
so we tried to get it off, except it was stuck there to the extreme. and there we were, 2 losers standing in the middle of a pathway, one without a slipper and both trying to pull a puny splinter off a slipper effortlessly and when we realised the loserosity of the situation we burst out laughing lah. in the middle of the walkway. rather embarrassing if you plus all that together. thank God after a while this kind woman came and helped us get it out by wringing the slipper.
then later, when we were on our way back from the library at pp mrt, i was getting annoyed cos my jeans a bit long then i was like stepping you know. so we sat at the mrt bench then ravin help me fold all the way to below the knee. so then when ravin finished one side, the bloody train came!!! and i was like: AUUURGGHH! but you only fold one side! and i burst out laughing like mad. and going AHHH HOWW!!
and then i maluedly walked on the train with uneven jeans and then ravin went to fold for me in the train!! hahaha. and it was freaking embarrassing cos she was squatting on the train with ten million boliao people staring at us. and i tried to comfort ravin by saying that we're probably not gonna see these people again and never mind lah. these people are probably really boring and have nothing better to do, so look at us we bring them entertainment.
so anw later after service, me and heather were talking about the OC party we are gonna organise. i told her the other day she has to decorate her house into an exact replica of the hotel room so we can relive the oc days. she said ok. she's not gonna do it.
whaha. and ryan forgot me, and i started think that what if reuben, like his stm brother, FORGETS ME TOO!!! AUUGHHH! then like if during the party i ask reuben to give me a hug then he just ignore me! then cannot tell royston cos he will get all smug cos then he will win! haha.
but anw, i am so excited for it! next week, nicole and i are off to invite ben, jun en and rachel too cos they're also part of the clan! WHOO.
ok now that i'm done with saturday, i am off to talk about the blubbing around the house thing. ok i spent my morning making on an overseas phone call with karina. and then she called me again in the afternoon around 5 and guess what i was doing? you're right, sleeping! blubbing!! [omm i love that word now hahaha.]
and ohoh you know when she called i was dreaming, and i could remember my dreams freaking vividly lah. damn cool. so i started to tell her.
there was like one where i dreamt i bought a duck and put him in hammie's cage to live with him and then, hammie killed him like, right before my eyes! i saw the blood and all and like hammie shoved him into a hole after he killed him and all and karina was saying i was cruel. quite gross i cant believe that was in my head.
haha. oh then i dreamt i went school tmr, [ok technically today cos it'sd 1230 now] for a bloody exam! EXAM! and i didnt even know and i was like 'HUH but i thought all my exams finish!!' but then i just sat there for the paper. it was super scary.
ok those were nightmares. there was this weird one where i was out with the loker and i told her to rmb to buy me the after's new album in december and she said, 'i buy for you who buy for me!' and i said 'you buy for me, i lend you!'
whaha. DAMN LAME RIGHT! so stupid i am starting to think my brain's actually filled with immense junk, sadism and lamenity and a little paranoia and my intellect is just self-delusion. but like, whats fascinating me is that that was a freaking vivid, and i have never rmbed words from dreams before!!
ok anw, karina was telling me stuff about australia and then she told me about summer heights high and the chaser's war on everything. australian shows. damn damn funny i am falling in love with the australian sense of humour. SHUT UP AND WATCH THIS!
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Friday, October 05, 2007 11:46 PM
EXAMS, ARE, OVER! ok but i think my bed's calling me now i am exhausted!
edit: i wanted to talk about the exam period but i am apparently stm and adhd and i dont even rmb or care very much about it now but i gotta say, thanks pei, ravin and cheryl seah for helping me through my exams love yall lah! and a big HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!to ravin cos i bloody clean forgot on september 23rd!! sorry! haha i think i apologised like ten million times alr. im the worst best friend ever. whaha, what a paradox.
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Wednesday, October 03, 2007 2:42 PM
WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. HOO.
ok i finished a math today which is the 2nd last paper. art's the last on friday but it's not really a stressful subject to me so here i am. haha on friday, when exams really finish, i'm gonna forget this YESYESYESYESYES feeling and then come and WHOOOOOOOH again. haha that would be so stm and mad. but, i think nice feelings should be forgotten, so that when you feel it again, it will be like damn nice.
maybe that's the problem with people. like why they dont get happy over little good things. cos they like to remember happy things, the big happy things, so little good things that happen to them are so not worthy of celebration, because they are freaking peanuts compared to the joy over grander stuff. and the opposite for gross feelings, when people choose not to remember them.
i think i am confusing. okok. like, if someone buy you ten packets of panda biscuit, then you wahlao damn happy right, then you subconsciously register this excitement in your brain. so, when someone else the next day buy you one packet of dewberry damn small, you wont really be that glad cos you've experienced gladder.
and if the next day, assuming you havent eaten your panda biscuit, someone comes and steals your ten packets of panda biscuit!!! ARGHHHHH!!! [catastrophe, imagine.] then, you cho siad[timbucktu moment] but you still decide to forget the grossness of the situation cos you dont like it in you. so, if the next day[ok this shall be the last 'next day'. and the last bracket.] someone come steal your dewberry biscuit, you will also sad cos it seems like a new feeling, no matter how many times you've already felt it.
whoo i make. so. much. sense.
so i think ah. people should just forget nice feelings so they can get happy easily and remember the disgusting feelings, so it'll be hard for them to get disheartened over puny setbacks.
o_O i sound damn philosopical. i think it's art getting to me. doing it now i have about 32 hours before the art exam, which i have to do 5 pages of prep work for and i totally neglected my art for my other subjects so im intending to finish them in just 1 and a half days. a bit mad right. but oh well. i believe it's not impossible cos i estimated i need about 14hours to finish whatever i have left.
anw. but the past 2 weeks were stressful and i dont wanna talk about it.
but oh by the grace of God!! i thought bio, my worst subject, was easy. freaking awesome.
like not the not as hard as i thought it would be kind of easy is the seriously easy i discovered a new found love for bio! i hope i do well and do annie gay proud. i like her.
like i'm super freaking scared of her, but i like her. i like being scared of people i like. it forms this latent respect in me for that person. so, i wont be rude to her or anything, i'll know she she scolds me i'll immediately think its for my own good and i'll wanna do well and stuff so i'll make her happy. people should have this love-albeit-fear realtionship with God.
oh suddenly thought of the annie gay joke made up by anonymous cedarians.
