The rules & regulations:
1) Each player of this game starts off with 10 weird things/habits/little known facts about yourself
2) People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own 10 weird things/habits/little known facts as well as state this rule clearly
3) At the end, you need to choose 10 people to be tagged & list their names
4) No tag back


1) It amuses me to prove people right when they say something about me (not the all the bad things though), first by protesting, and then proving them right. What, did you think I didn't have any control over myself? (Most of the time I do hehe)

2) I used to think Rainbow Paddle Pop was really rainbow-flavoured. Boy was I disappointed to know rainbow tasted like that, but I bought it repeatedly anyway. It's caramel. >.< Caramel.

3) I act on all my cravings and I believe it keeps me 'effortlessly thin' (quote from article). Haha it is true to some extent, of course you have to eat at the right time and in moderation.

4) I loved Bubbles before Blossom. Powerpuff! And I wanted to be its fourth member. That was a loooong loooong time ago, in the distant past...

5) I have erratic mealtimes cos I'm too lazy to cook and too disgusted by what I cooked. My mama cooks for me on weekends if I'm lucky and at 3 plus and she expects me to be full up after having some fishballs and porridge today. Sigh. Happens more rarely for dinner. I should stop questioning that cos I won't get an answer.

6) I'm too nervous to pick up the phone to call for a job of interview. Fear of rejection or just that I don't want to commit to a job cos i'm fricking tired after cleaning my room and running around.

7) I like cartoons and I don't believe there's an age limit for good cartoons. Just because I'm 11, 15, 16 it doesn't mean that I should start watching shows that are for an older audience (I do), and watch all chinese variety shows that aren't interesting at all if you watch em' everyday. There's nothing wrong with watching cartoons, in fact some variety shows are so washed up that they advertise for a supermarket or need people to strip on those shows. Mmm high quality cartoons anyone?

8) I can be a clean freak. Silly, but yes. I believe everyone's got a hygiene gripe that people find disgusting but they find it completely okay. Some of us don't wash our hands or mouth after we eat, some of us eat expired food, some of us pick our noses secretly (and openly) in public, so I heard (and seen). And I'm not telling you my disgusting habit hehe.

9) My brother was splat on the floor and 'swimming', screaming that he can't swim. You can't choose the mama you pop out of, and you can't determine what else pops out from your mama.

10) The best insult joke I've heard is:

You are so ugly, that when you were born, the doctors slapped the wrong end. - Anjelica.

& Confucius says:

He who sleeps with an itchy backside wakes up with a smelly finger.

Ah I'm so easily amused. I'm done with Clari's tag! YAY!

Labels: What's up or new

I'm loving my new hair, and quite glad Stephanie does too :) Mmmm

Light, bouncy, voluminous and still brown-black. And un-flat. The colour's staying this way cos I like how it is, no need for artificial dyes yet.

And hair extensions are so.. ugh. Fake hair that doesn't look real... okay that does make a lot of sense. I mean, everyone can tell it's not real hair, so why bother? Ah, trends, right. I guess I do have a thing for real hair, like how hair that's so little when you tie it up it becomes a stump of a ponytail it just really puts me off, looks like hair extensions do too. Pathetic excuses for hair.

I'm speaking up for my hairy (hairy I tells ya) rights now. You may have criticised my hair for the past 4 years of my life, but I have thoughts that I never bothered to voice out, though I changed my mind now. Well, not a lot of criticisms, or criticisms, just some remarks that seem harmless, but I do take them to heart cos it's my hair and you don't have to tell me what to do about it. I love it the way it is, so be it. Therefore, it seems like a criticism.

I don't tell you: Hey! I think you shouldn't have such hair cos it's pathetic excuse for hair. Yuck, stumps? Problem is, people follow trends and they don't see that it doesn't suit them. Have your own mind! Oh well, at least being different makes you apart from the crowd, something that I'm glad I did.

Honestly, once or twice, comments are fine, but if you keep it up, it just gets annoying and it's like you telling me what to do. Especially if it's things that I already know and I don't want to hear.

And if you do it in an ah-lian tone (don't get all twittish with me here), beware of the volcano erupting inside. And yes, just referring to negative comments (that might not seem negative to you cos you can't see things my way)

Let me be who i want to be, and change into what I want to become.

I can tell you about your hair, but I don't stop you or seem like I'm hindering you from doing so. I respect that right.

Okay enough of hair-raising ranting. I guess I do get frustrated when I feel I'm being imposed with something that I don't want to be imposed on me. We all see things differently, evidence from how we wear our hair. I suppose I should see things your way too, and if I can't, I'll just say it once or twice, and shut up.

It just seems like I'm more "in the wrong" and having criminal hair cos of trends. Now that long hair is in, do you see me telling you "Oi! Your hair is too long lah! Cut!"

How strange, it's what I've been told so long ago. Like I said, we don't leave to serve anybody, just ourselves (in this case).

Mmm... I love my new hair.

Labels: Accomplishments

Gosh... feel so sleepy.. for months I haven't slept before 1130. Now my biological clock's all messed up, hence always waking up after 1030 unless I have to get up before that.

The big cleaning is done! Now I only have left is bag cleaning and file clearing (when the karang guni comes). Sooooo..

Headed over to Steph's to become fat with her (good news for me). Lunch was bei mian, rice, sushi, and an accidental hard-and-soft boiled egg.

Then we had Sour Cream and Onion Ruffles and Cookie Monster ice-cream at 10pm. Act on your cravings! It's goood for you!

Nothing like eating and getting fat with a best friend. Mmmmm... Did some card-making, a pathetic attempt with good enough inspiration. Thinking of Andy Warhol and pop art, and coming out as... nevermind.

I should just stick to writing.

Reminder: 330 S-11 Friday for cab with Joan and Clar to West Coast BBQ pit 9 so we can arrive at 4.

To think I nearly thought it was East Coast.

Labels: Food, Friends

I'm at the top of the world but falling off cos my limbs are aching and I'm a tired little corn.

2 nights of uncomfortable sleep (downs of being a girl) and cleaned my room (yes i cleaned it) yesterday and today, total time w/o breaks: 9 hours.

So much dust bunnies and things to be .. well, cleaned, rearranged, thrown out.

I cleaned everything except for the bed on the top (too hard to clean), the staircase storage contents (nobody cleans those) and the wooden drawers (too many things and too disruptive to clean), vacuumed twice and mopped once.

Oh gawsh, I've got to do more superficial cleaning if i want my room dust-free. At least now my room is organised and my clothes are no longer in a mess. I can actually see my staircase. *pats self on the back*

Now that I have less pressing issues to attend to, it's time to kick back more. These past two days have been tiring, but fulfilling.

Definitely a kickstart to exercise, all that stretching to clean hard-to-reach places. Speaking of which, it's time to start *gets lazy ass off couch and whines*

Gosh, everyone's out and about these days. Doncha haveta clean your room or spend family/friend/alone time?

Bought a present today (pointless if you know what is already is) and spent some fun time, very very fun time :) Walk walk West Mall and dropped dead at home.

Been to the hair salon for the first time in my life. So comfy i could've fallen asleep. And yes, I do like the final product. Not much of a drastic change, but definitely an interesting experience and a lighter head. A new long fringe, layered hair and shortened. When I'm ready for a drastic change, then i will be ready, just not now.

How do you tell your mum you like going to the hair salon? And hurt her self-esteem, pride in being able to cut hair and rob her wallet of 12 more dollars.

Ohwell, off to bed and to Stephanie's tomorrow.

Labels: Real Life, What's up or new, WhatcausesJoy

I can be so inattentive when I cook. Rice turns out.. yucky.

I know, how much can you mess up making rice???

It gets all clumpy and feels uncooked, which is bad when it's meant to be porridge.

Okay enough of the porridge-talk. It's time for a deeper post other than my "frivolous" activities.

A crappy take on serious .. things:

From a conversation yesterday before sleepytime with Smarties, it did make me wonder if at some point in our lives, all humans would have attempted to seek something beyond our earthly grasp. Not necessarily succeeding, but attempting, and questioning the existence of a higher power.

Hence, religions, agnostics, atheists, free thinkers. Since they have at some point pondered the question itself, they would've picked a belief, not necessarily religious. More of formed an opinion of the world, the otherworld and how it all works.

Then of course, for every person who puts forward a point of view, there would be many challenging it, that are by reason not too incoherent.

Then again, it's called faith yo. Faith with reason hardly makes any sense to non-believers of any kind, whereas a believer would probably find that it makes all the sense in the world, and if it didn't (because of our limited experience and knowledge), how strange is it that they still believe in it.

Self-delusion or divine intervention?

Sidenote: This is why I'd rather not read anymore materials that challenge any point of view. It's like, we all know (common knowledge) we don't know everything (aka not omniscient), and by insisting that somebody doesn't know everything because he doesn't know the things you know (arguing that one point of view is false or incoherent), it seems to say you know everything from the things you already know (your limited knowledge), thus you are challenging the knowledge (that we all know) that we don't know everything (biting yourself in the ass).

HEHE, just say the whole paragraph without the brackets.

Of course, this is just one point of view if we take into consideration we don't possess all knowledge as of now. Some of us might choose to believe that we'll know in due time, but the irony is well... a bit of a headache. Cos we don't know everything now, how do we know if we'll know everything in the future?

If the serious crap (oxymoron alert) I'm talking is confusing you, you can stop now haha.

So anyway, I shall state my stand in a world of differing views. Being a Christian, of course you'll know what I believe in (duh). Not too complicated to know the basics of the basics.

Therefore, I believe that there is indeed a higher power. A 3-in-1 that is. (well it makes the concept a lot easier to understand, and don't mistake it with coffee).

Like every other Christian, in all innocence, I do seek connection with God. Which brings me to this: How am I going to do that?

Not like I have an answer of course, this blog poses more questions than answers, more opinions (sometimes emotional) than facts (then again, what's a fact? Until someone can prove that Newton's laws are false, we take them as it is, yes? And everyone studies them til their eyeballs drop out and one day they decide that "oh sorray, some genius proved centuries of Physics wrong" then we gotta re-study everything. Of course, this is just an anachronistic setting).

Mmmm, well the last time it was a nice, reassuring, engulfing warmth that took away all my troubles and made everything more beautiful than I had noticed before, like a mother's touch, but more surreal and having a strange otherworldly quality. The stresses of the world melted away like butter on hot toast, leaving a delightful aftertaste and a more confident corn.

The air was pretty still but for that to happen, I seriously doubt it was self-delusion because for the people who might argue I was feeling warm cos it was a night with still air, it's a little hard to explain how a rise in temperature (that I felt) could give me so much security and reassurance. A psychological working of it's own? I doubt it too, I can't manipulate my body and mind like that, and as far as I know, I've only done it in a negative way.

Perhaps that is how it's going to be done for me. If He comes in ways that we are most receptive to... of course to only selected people, I suppose it's going to be how I'll be spoken to. Not say, in a dream (I have weird dreams), an audible voice (that could freak me out, so no. I'll think I'm hearing things), a chorus of angels (dramatic seh), a moment of realisation (okay maybe).

Well I guess that warmth works best for me, because for the proceeding months, I kept that experience in mind, knowing that I was definitely safe and taken care of. Which was what I need, and I was able to withstand any challenges to my adversaries and doubts of that experience.

Smarties might be of the prophetic kind, Steph might have dreams that she was so sure it was more than something her brain was capable of ... for me,

I'll believe it when I feel it.

Time for some card-making and Ruffles.

Labels: Pondering

Out to lunch and writhed in pain yesterday. Not something I would like to remember, but a good dose of divine providence never fails to ease the situation. Thank you! If not for the fact that I was at the wrong place at the wrong time, I would have throughly enjoyed yesterday. Yup.. but soon I was at the wrong place, at the wrong time, with the right people. Thank God *whew*

Resisting urge to post more ambiguous lines. Ok I shouldn't.

Well today seems to be a lazy day. Woke up refreshed after a nice shower at 11. Ah well, I'm still nursing myself. I have yet to learn how to upload pictures that I want to be of the same size using photobucket... argh... especially if the pictures have to be edited one by one. Feel like such a tech idiot.

Room cleaning today, more dust bunnies! And the resume of course. I wouldn't want to be too busy with work yet. Gotta re-lax! And badger my mama to buy me clothes. And new hair.

Labels: Friends, To-do list

Details about the presents I gotta get and the clothes on the racks that are begging to be worn are putting a new stress on me.

Ah well, at least I enjoy this "stress" a lot more. :)

Came to some conclusion with my mama and explained to her I'm going to splurge on clothes like never before because my wardrobe sucks and I hate hand-me-downs that don't suit me cos I'm too skinny, too fat (yes I can't believe this either), too old or too immature for the clothes.

Same for shoes, and I will not be forcing my feet into any nice close toed shoes if I can't wear them Stephanie' Fancy putting your best friend through foot binding. Evil girl.

Went to Sizzler's for dinner with the parents. The Verdict: Sizzler's can make steak, salmon, whatever, but their grilled chicken is still the best. Juices flowing out of the chicken and the tender meat that isn't too chewy, with a nicely grill charred skin that's got a nice light red-brown colour. Mmmm did I mention the aroma? Never had another grilled chicken like that.

Don't miss with them when it comes to the Singapore Spicy Chicken or the chicken breast (which has diced tomatoes on the side and a layer of molten cheese). No one grills like the pros.

And of course, the salads! So much variety.. all quality salads with every dressing,M! You'd have salads you never heard of. Yum! Fusili, Bacon, Madras, and mix and match your own. Heaven comes in veggies. 2 plates.

Soup! Had Spicy Chicken Gumbo, Clam Chowder, and Cream of Mushroom and the chefs were having a good day.

The not so important part was the pasta (soft) and tomato basil. Not bad though, it was fragrant.

Had dragonfruit and soft yummy rockmelon (really good, like soft honeydew).

The ice cream sucks. So i had none. My brother used a cone and filled it with choc fudge, the dressing for ice cream. My parents flipped cos we could be charged extra for wasting food.

Didi (to me): What, you've never been a kid before?

Me: Not a stupid one.

Mama: Lols, the kid I saw, he did the same thing, except he added rainbow sprinkles.

A day well spent, I might say. :)

Labels: Family

Things to do:

1. Update facebook (lowest on my list)

2. Catch up on the mrbrownshow.

3. Shakira songs to catch up on.

4. Clean out wardrobe, room, bookshelf.

5. Satisy cravings: - Ruffles, Hi-Chew, bread, ice-cream... Yum!

I had Nips which are chocolate coated peanuts and not what you think the name implies and some orange Fruitella.

6. Write a resume and find a good photo that is presentable.

7. A new umbrella, cos mine's getting wonky.

8. Picture posts with captions. And my pictures are never twitty, zilian or whatever!

Sizzler's tomorrow ya'll, which means more pictures! I sense a disturbance after the salad buffet...

Labels: To-do list

Today was my off day with just lots of time to slack at home.

What I did:

1) Headed over to Steph's to kiap some brekkie and say goodbye.

2) Watched Food Lover's Guide to the Planet. Yum! Go young, new-age French chefs. Expensive gourmet though... I shall live it up in my fantasy or until I get a sponsor.

3) Read Nat Geo mag about Neanderthals (some of which I know) and pretty turqoise chested bee-eaters.

4) Read TODAY. No President has ever been as curious as Obama as been.
You have to go through a series of tests and produce evidence for everything you've done in your entire career to be top dog in his admin. The funny shit was the caption and the cartoon. The dude in the picture does the survey and the speech bubble says: I don't know Joe the Plumber!

5) Knocked out for 2 plus hours from drowsiness.

6) Added and customised my Cbox!

7) Chatted, played Neopets (while the novelty lasts), uploaded pictures to com and photobucket.

8) Folded the clothes and I did it better than my mama (on my to-do list to be helpful around the house)

9) Organised my textbooks, assessments and TYSes from Sec 3 and 4. Threw out all dusty shit that never made sense.

Sadly, I'm not done yet. Sigh, when, oh when will I be done. I hate cleaning things out. So much dust. Tsk! I swear that's the best excuse for a maid.

I have yet to organise it more thoroughly and wipe the bookshelves, then put back what I want, then put the rest in the storeroom. The papers go out to the karang guni.

Helpful mummy did the rest after I was too tired. Gosh, where the hell does she get her energy from, she just organised my brother's school things.

Had a yummy homecooked dinner. 2 failed attempts at making sausages today. Lunch was exam-style. Lazy to cook, lazy to eat. White rice to fill me up. Pulverised some ants, disgusting insects. Do them in with some spray. Watch them wriggle, pulse and ... stop moving. What a glorious sight.

Other than the fact that I have to do cleaning (I'd rather do the dishes), today's a relaxing day. Oh yeah. Nothing too pressing on my mind besides all the dust I have to clean out.

Well, for the more emotional part (it's just me), I get all angsty, angry, frustrated at everything like I'm on one of those days. I speak fast, my heart beats with the stress in my head, I'm snappy, extremely impatient, torn up and all I wanna do is kill some people I don't like.

Oh my.

I suppose it's partly due to my mother's nagging. Now ya'll see why I don't find Mr Lim all that naggy. I got the worst hand.

I hate it when my mama acts like a know-it-all. Of course I know that I don't know my results yet and if I'm going to retake, she just makes it sound like I'm ignorant and NOT LISTENING TO HER. LISTEN WOMAN, THE MORE YOU TELL ME, THE MORE I'M LIKELY TO IGNORE YOU.

Okay drama-mama moment.

She doesn't want me to throw out my things, she wants me to reorganise painstakingly like the past few years of my life, she's acting like gee, for my next exam or working life, I have to write another SEQ essay. What are the odds of that? AND, I can start from scratch. esp if I'm unlikely to rummage through more dust.

I hate dust. I love vacuum cleaners.

And its also partly cos I'm haunted by the future and the past, how infuriating it all was. People don't know how to handle my academic weaknesses and I just get trapped in the terrible never-ending cycle.

No worries. I'll handle whatever comes, and overcome it.

What I want is just a fresh start.

So many dead trees from wasted paper.

It's only a waste if students don't do the work that teachers print for them right?

Not the fact that the teachers care about us enough to give us practice when we need it, right?

You know what?

Why are we given so much holiday homework? I can't remember a single holiday that was a holiday. Such is our society.

We know you care about us and the trees, yes Mr Lim (and Mdm Rani hehe. Huiyi totally hugged a tree), but if u give us so much, we can't finish it cos we're all not the pros or the elite, or just plain muggers (crazy shit), even if we want to, the stress just piles up and it drives us away.

Eventually, it works against you. Students don't care because they feel so pressurised they turn off, and the trees die because of students, and it's our faults. Another expectation to live up to. Hooray.

We love ya'll, we don't care how you're brought up cos we got our fair share of shit too. I do appreciate the work teachers do (have a post on this), but times have changed, move on with the times and different circumstances. And I love trees, mind you.

Well, maybe it's just me alone that's like that.

You can treat me as an isolated case who wants to do well and fit it to the fabric of success.

Pent-up emotions are still with me. Awwwww... gotta find some way to release em'.

At least I'm not living in Seoul, sitting for their CSAT. Life's much worse over there. Poor kids. So much for the Asian models. I do wish to see a shift in attitudes.

:)

Like the bit of wisdom imparted to me today: God gave us contentment in living, not disappointment in trying to live it up. Life's worth should not be priced with anything except life itself.

Just depends on how someone defines life. We all accept simple pleasures deep down though.

My, I tend to get emotional. Time to find a counsellor. A professional one, mind you. Non-professionals haven't been all that successful with me.

Labels: Family, Teen Angst, What's up or new, WhatcausesJoy

Day 2 of Post-Os. Sounds like a cereal.

Woke up with the sniffles and some crankiness. Oooooh it's that time of the month again!

Went to Stephanie's with Sharon. An afternoon of unsatisfactory bei mian, donuts (in many many colours and flavours yum yum yum), chocolate, snacks... which by the way I gotta get Ruffles tomorrow. My favourite potato chip, you're mine! Rufflemania. I like, Doritos, Twisties, Pringles, (hate double decker, corntos is ... blah), Cheezels, but the ridges are all mine! Come to mama!

Well now I'm actually glad that I have less thinking posts, that's why I say I'm a half-thinker, I wouldn't enjoy thinking all the time. The brain has to leave the building ... and when it does ... oh my. And when my brain's doing the thinking, I think i do scare a lot of my friends.

Anyway, back to the day.

I had a scrumptious, weird-interesting-tasting green tea donut, and I can still smell it, a bit of a sugar-frosted jam middle donut from Sharon, and a little of the creamy holeless donut with strawberry icing and white cream.

Then the main attraction, we played Monopoly Global, oh yeah. It isn't as fun when you're losing though, cos it feels like it's money you're losing. The game goes on for hours, no wonder it's a family favourite. To keep the kids occupied until they got so bored they'd rather go to bed. Or when they're losing muahahhaa.

Sharon monopolised the game. Grrr! You never lose your money to 2 people, but 1.

1.

That's painful yo, at least we weren't playing with real money, or monopoly money for that matter. All in credit cards, complete with electronic banking (banker is a little machine), card slots, CARD REJECTION (hehe stephanie arh...), pity discounts, evil laughter, hard thinking, business deals, interest, the updated capitalist world. Where you buy landmarks like Rome, Tokyo, Belgrade (some of mine), New York, Hong Kong, Istanbul (Sharon's), Taipei, Jerusalem, Montreal (Stephanie's). Or power supplies and transportation. Cool shit.

Tiring but fun, and thoroughly amusing. Set us thinking about how unpredictable the business world is, and how I'll end up losing all my properties cos I sucked so bad at monopoly and was unlucky.

No notes that will end up curling up and yellowing were used. Everything in a fancy credit card to be punched in for transactions...

Mine was red, Sharon's was pink and Steph's was yellow.

Ah well, the race for the first bankruptcy was between me and Steph. Fun while it lasted.

Moved on to my house for dinner. It's her first time having a proper dinner at my place. Steph eats everything that I don't. And Sharon eats everything that we do and don't. Don't mess with her, she'll eat you.

All candid moments on pictures up tomorrow!

On a more thoughtful note, instead of getting haunted by my incoming results and doubtful performance, I guess I did do my best, given my circumstances.

Sucks big time, and my h key is getting screwed. Screw you back stupid keyboard. *pout*

Mmm I do want new hair next week, swimming with the cousins (not the fishes), watch Mean Girls with Mythili (never seen it before, feel like such a loser, but Lindsay Lohan's an even bigger whacked up one now)

Gosh I used to like her. What's up with Disney girls becoming skanks or are skanks-to-be? Not worth idolising or even liking. Put on your acting chops girl, I wanna be entertained! And yes, you are an entertainer. Get your game together and stop partying like the whole world's gotta entertain you Lilo. We ain't got time to be lesbian and be ambiguous about whether we're bisexual. Or maybe the rehab's not working. Okay I should stop.)

Christina Aguilera's the only one that's still respectable. *listens to Keeps Getting Better* Even though she got dirrty and is stuck in Britney's shadow, at least she didn't screw up so much. She overcame her hospital and isn't in a mental hospital now. At least now I know that she really is comfortable with her sexuality such that she wants to show you her bits but definitely wasn't marketed as a sex object (by someone else).

We might question her style, obscenity, how her singing is annoying when she screams like her mic's not turned on, or her long or high notes... she's got brains lah. And even if her boobs are like...nevermind. Go scar your eyes with the strangeness if you want to.

Alright enough digressing. Just know I won't like Disney girls (or boys. Zac Efron. You're a pretty boy who can't act, and you're not pretty to me, sadly. Damn you Jonas Brothers. If girls had more taste, or different ones, they wouldn't be grovelling at your feet. Twits. Jonas Brothers so not heartbreaker material. Go home to your mummy you pubescent boys who can't rock and have a terrible band name. Jo Bro? Ju gotta g(r)o(w). I wouldn't watch you anyway.)

I hate pretty boys for that matter. Go pick who you wanna be already. And pretty isn't "handsome" so says the definition of a good-looking guy. On a crappy note, I would die if the guy I'm next to is prettier than me. Oh my I have vanity issues.

Another late night, oh no. I have got to come home earlier. Well, can't be too late tomorrow. Another fun fact: watched Soviet UFO Secrets and Tribe today.

Tomorrow's another day that I'm looking forward to.

Labels: Essence of Sprouting, Friends, Games, What's up or new, WhatcausesJoy

I'm painting the town red. Well actually, not really cos JSS's red too. damn. okay, red, orange and yellow is out.

I'll paint the town polka-dotted silver and blue. Yup, christmassy!

So yes, after the O's, I went for the last drama lesson (oh dear!). Edwina is indeed wonderful. But she seemed a little strange when she stared at me. Since it's my first time there, I forgot to remove my shoes after the break, and I thought she was pissed at me cos I was late (no toilet paper. see la! im moving to a better place, WITH toilet paper).

Did breathing exercises, which did make me feel all floaty. My blocked nose is blocking out the air. I couldn't breathe well enough. -_- And yes Shawn. Edwina is lovely, just like StephanieK, so you should keep up your fascination with older women that are extremely nice.

Instead of celebrating my O levels' end, I celebrated StephanieL's bdae with Sharon. Oh yeah, and calling it the 30fus is a little cheesy though ... (you named a group of people?). Headed to IMM a hungry little corn, and had ban mian again cos I was curious. Pictures will be up tomorrow, since the Stephanie is hoarding it right now. The usual Garden Plaza, Daiso, Mini Toons. I ended up babysitting again.

Bought the mama a nice pretty glass oil or vinegar storage container and a pretty black pepper shaker in a black figurine.

I thought it was really practical, until she said

"What do we need the pepper shaker for? Ours is more effective!"
"Where to put all these things?!"
"You know hor, to use the glass bottle, we need to use a funnel, of which we must clean after that!"

I give up. Practicality beyond me.

Yes, I made a list of things to do and buy. First and foremost, I'll need a nice, presentable, preferably non-pimply picture of myself for resumes, not cos I'm zilian. Then, a job. Turns out that it's harder to find than I thought it would be.

I'm ready for the holidays yo. Come to mama! Will be touching lots of money tomorrow. Lots of properties, taxes, banking... in Monopoly.

Awwwwwwwwww

One game not affected by the recession, which by the way, when you use such words these days, it makes you seem big and important.

Check out the new blogskin. It totally speaks to my holiday mood, and it's not very twittish or too common. Can't stand twittish blogskins. About how I'm ready for a new life, a relaxing holiday and new exciting discoveries (whether I like it or not). And after removing the sheep killing blogskin, I've definitely progressed. From completely losing (or not having) an identity in the first place to seeing a bit of the light. I'm ready to see it all.

New sights, and going around the quaint bends... I wouldn't go to London, since it rains everyday there, but it sure is picturesque, especially of my current state.

Visiónes Impresionantes ... Breathtaking Views.

Labels: Friends

Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go
So make the best of this test, and don't ask why
It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time


So take the photographs, and still frames in your mind
Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time
Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial
For what it's worth it was worth all the while


I'll hop into a race car out of the school and wave goodbye to the yellow, orange and orange building (dammit, paint it a different colour!). And i'll wave to the people inside......


"SEE YA SUCKAS!!!!!"


THE O'S HAVE ENDED FOR ME YA'LL.

My entire existence in secondary school has ended, which leaves me great relief. I need a break, a permananent one frm secondary school. Sure the memories are great and all, but the pain of realisation isn't worth going through again. We've learnt what we gotta learn, so let's move on. And if you can help it, be happy about it, of which both i glady oblige.

Oh well, even though I didn't breathe the huge sigh of relief or join in the yays, or laugh at the bio students, I was pretty disappointed with the last paper. God save the corn. Fret fret fret, that's what I did.

Anyway, I'm going to start blogging (hopefully) everyday for my days of freedom. Entertaining, thoughtful quirky banter dished in a lovely accent.

So... no more worrying. I gotta reassure myself that no matter the outcome, there's still a big Plan for me to follow, just that I don't know what it is yet, but I can find out.

And in this span of time, I'll be going on a journey (not to Vietnam), but one of self-discovery, now that I can impart my time fully to what I love. Plus finding out what else I'm good at :)

On the upside, NO MORE JURONG SECONDARY SCHOOL! YES MUAHAHHAAHHAHAHAHAHHA!!!

*pops champagne and bathes in it*

I shall now gloat about how wonderful it is to be O-U-T.

No more stifling shit, no more getting screwed by the same few system and the same old system (even if im gonna get screwed worse, a change is good), freedom from stress of studying, no more juggling things that make my head ache, going out with friends and contacting them so I won't miss them so much, freedom to blog, an open voice to talk talk talk freely without feeling I'm watched by CCTV, all da bitching to be done, ...

no more stresses about getting stepped on, walked over, or people feeling like I'm walking over them, no more of such misunderstandings after I've understood myself more, ...

starting anew, afresh, FRESH AIR, doing what i wanna do, believing in myself that I'm worth more than I step on myself for, so much living to compensate, a REAL HOLIDAY esp after the past 10 years of my life, so much life to live, so much hope and light at the edge of the world,...

an identity, confidence, laughing,...

knowing that I've gained more than the people who have gained short-term, no more shit jobs that don't pay me a single cent but screw me in every way, no more injustice as I know of (in this school lahs), a newer, brighter future to look forward to, long and short term, no more biased crap passed off as excellence,...

Shaking away the chains and escaping unceremoniously,

I feel like Mas Selamat.

Plug your toilets people. I might escape.

Freedom to be as crazy as I want to be.

My library fine of ... 60 cents is settled. -_- I thought it would come up to a few dollars. Sorry yo, Hairil, had I known it was 60cents I wouldn't have insisted you paid one-third of it. Sowie.

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*drama queen fit*
I shall rip out the little square on my uniform and stomp it flat on the dust! now DIE DIE DIE!!!

Celebrate, tear up your entry proof, burn your books, anyting to celebrate, though today I didn't properly celebrate for the ending of O's.

No regrets.

*flips hair*

*walks away*

Labels: Accomplishments, Essence of Sprouting, Real Life, Secondary School Life, What's up or new, WhatcausesJoy

If the cure for a broken heart is love (so says Shakespeare), then the cure for broken faith is a miracle.

(This will be an egocentric post)

I gotta stop being unconfident. And I need a professional counsellor.

At 2am, before I slept, I decided that what I'm seeing now isn't my true potential. Surely I could do so much more before, why not now? It's amazing how 4 years of secondary school really dragged me down like this, but I won't say it hasn't toughened me up. The O's is just another test I suppose. Wine becomes more valuable as it ages... wish I could say the same about women.

Watched the Proud Family Movie yesterday, haha well, I love Oscar the daddy the most. So unreasonable he's actually funny. A very Will Smith kinda daddy, but a lot snappier. He disallowed his daughter to turn 16 cos she kissed a boy. LOL freaking funny!

Grandma: I'm going to soak in that hot tub until I get all wrinkly.

Oscar: Too late for that mama.

Anyway, I'm going to have to stop this unconfidence from standing between me and a successful life. I can do so much more, and I will. Like Pi says, fear is but an impression. I used to have a lot more drive and motivation... and I did reach heights I didn't think possible.

Therefore, I conclude that I do have strengths besides academics. And that I'm not academically stupid. If I did it before, I can do it again. If I haven't done it, then I can do it too. I know what I'm doing.

Counting the number of "I"s, this post is really... diva-ish. Haha oh well, personal space.

Anyway, on a positive note, I'm really glad to see that EL is getting more recognition, esp after the musical. Well, negative recognition is nothing that we can't handle. Just that I knew that focussing more on the musical would be a long-term bargaining chip, and we got the best drama and debate trainers now. Saved!

Well, just really happy that what the seniors wanted to see (for generations) did happen. Of course it probably comes with catches since it's obvious that they aren't really into cultivating arts for all the authentic glory that it has. More of, I train you, you do propaganda through drama for me. Quite a shame, but it's a start. So be prepared juniors.

Well, I'll be needing work in the holidays, something to keep me occupied and earn my keep! Sounds so...

Haha, anyway, which reminds me it's time to be very good friends with StephK.

Labels: Essence of Sprouting, WhatcausesJoy

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