Huiyi and I once had this conversation,

She said, "Why do people have to be two-faced? It just makes life more difficult for everyone. Why can't they just be themselves?!!". And yes, she sounded positively frustrated.

So I said,

"Don't be silly now. If they were to just be themselves, everyone would know they're assholes".

Hmm. Well, you can't deny that's almost half the explanation.


Next, Sam got me this job where I had to transcribe one hour of tape for 30 bucks. Honestly, I had no problem catching on to the (boring) recorded interview, but I had to listen to some parts for a few times.

Samuel: You should stop procrastinating! Get back to transcribing. (yes I haven't completed one tape yet.) Pray to the Lord for the patience and persistence, it's the fruit of the spirit!

So I said,

"Tomorrow lah."


Procrastinators unite!


Besides the fact that I'm procrastinating and my mother's out of town... I painted my nails.

Oh gosh I miss her so. Not just because she's away, but mostly because the boys (yes, my dad has crossed the line) at home are driving me crazy.

Isn't there like, an obedience school badly-behaved-around-the-house males should go to?

1. They make messes they don't realise.

2. They don't clean up after their messes.

They were just about as clueless as fattened chickens headed towards the KFC supply chain.

3. They expect everybody without a (crude but I have to say it) penis to do everything else for em'.


I gotta admit this, but they can't freaking order pizza over the phone, try to reheat pizza, attempt reheating pizza without realising the switch is on 'OFF' (and wondering why the toaster's all screwed up), make porridge for dinner etc.

Oooh and this one takes the cake.

Pretty much all the chores are left to me and wow, I have to stay up to wait for the washing machine to be done washing so that I can hang up the clothes. Talk about selfish and this time, I mean it. While not incapable of doing the laundry (which is fold or hang), I'm really starting to think they're overly-dependent on my mama.

So it went like this,

My dad pushed the laundry to me and I did um, probably 4 days worth of laundry. Getting pissed off and rebelling against sheer laziness only got me an annoying little snoot telling me off,

"YEA! You should be more responsible!"

Uh-huh. For anyone who still think he's cute, I swear I'm going to slap your face with my brother's damp underwear.

You have been warned. May common sense be with you.

Which reminds me how pissed off I was at dinner cleaning up their messes. it just so happened my brother gave me another passing quip...

"If you have time, you should go do some chores *snooty act-cute face*".

Somebody kill me.

Some chocolate later, I cooled down.

Haiz. This is why if I have kids, I need to have at least one daughter. I don't know how mums can live without another female if they don't have daughters.

Yes, I believe my family would be a wreck without my mama around. Oh she's always there to make sure things are tip-top and shipshape. The loving, responsible custodian of the house, I'm so glad she's coming back tomorrow.

Sigh, I guess it's been written in history. Men have conspired (oooh and ganged up by ignoring the chores and lounging their fat asses in front of the tv) since the beginning of time to push everything seemingly domestic to women.

I don't know what to say. I'm just glad I have a mother that keeps my sanity alive before belligerence takes over. Ironically, she's usually the one killing it.

At least my dad has been civil to me and not buay song cuz I didn't do as he said immediately (yes I had to do it anyway). Oh well, who would figure out how to work the toaster!

Sometimes, all they had to do was pretty much... um, move. Sedentary. But what d'you know, when they got to using their nougets,

*few minutes of inspection*

"HEY this thing is on 'OFF!'"

"I think, we should do this... *turns knob*"

"LOOK! THE TOASTER'S LIGHTING UP!"


This is why men take women for granted. Especially in everyday situations.

Of course if you're not one of these guys, you got nothing be ashamed of. So don't tell me I'm generalising here. The innocent walk free. The guilty... Thou shalt be judged by PMS-ing housewives with formidable rolling pins.

And so in Mr and Mrs Smith,

Brad Pitt said, "You underestimate me, Jane"

then Angelina Jolie said, "John, you couldn't find the keys even if you had a map and a compass."


At least it's how I remember it, or want to remember it.

We're girls with horror stories. Do tell!

Labels: Family, Quirks, Real Life

It's my 96th post! Heh heh, coming towards the 100th. I haven't had a good enough post in a long long time. Oh the laziness bug and the writer's block.


The weather turned on the nose tap today. Non-stop sneezing, sniffing and leaking. Too bad there ain't no plumber for this.

It's gone from perpetually windy for a week, to scorching sun, pouring sheets, mild, once-a-day-rain, then interchangeably wet or humid.


Sharon's 17th birthday! Maybe it's not so strange after all that time would pass so fast, like, tomorrow the whole bunch of us would be 27, then 77. Looking at Stephanie's schedule while I'm basically lazing around, it does feel sorta crazy that it was only a few months ago that I was busier than that.

I saw the neighbour I've not seen in months since his sister's wedding an hour ago. A little ironic how I see my neighbour less often like this. So near yet so far. Got a little wistful thinking how one day, we'd all move out, leaving the parents with the whole house to themselves.


A passing thought... It seems to me that whenever anyone is angry, he who seems to have no more vocabulary than a country bumpkin, spews out words Shakespeare has never heard of.

In other words...

A girl who looks just about as deep as Jessica Simpson (Nick Lachey: I swear if you get fat, this marriage is so over), speaks like Brooke Shields, in fact, say it in the most serious tone possible (Smoking kills. When you die, you've lost a very important part fo your life) would, I don't know...

wax lyrical in emo 'masterpieces' and use words like 'cognoscente', with atrocious grammar in the next sentence. Wordsworth would be so proud.

I know I've said this before, but I've had a bit of a breakthrough. Do people feel the need to show their superiority in a conflict as a cat would do by making its fur stand on end, just so they could have a more threatening appearance? Oh, the things we do to have an upper hand and act like we know what we're talking about.

When people you know are naturally bravura in self-expression (heh, thank God I don't see people like these too often), or just trying to blow up like a pufferfish, sometimes you can't help but wonder: Before you typed that self-righteous admonishment, I bet you picked a random word from Dictionary.com.

When a noun is confused for a verb in plain pissed-offness (Constance speak!), oh how we blasphemise the innocent bystander, literally shooting the messenger (English Language) instead of the sender (Who you're pissed off at). Sacrilegous! (Oooh repetition!)

No reticence now, oh I feel empowered by something I barely understand!

Get it? Now that's why I don't check Dictionary.com as often, due to lack of flavour. Yeah feel free to study this post for A level's GP eh Hairil. The sun is yet again at the windowsill of the world. We'll see if you'll be calling me up for cheem phrases before your exam.


Did I mention the song which goes 'Mah heart is damaged, damaged, daaaamaged ..' is plain annoying. If a lover has given yourself a heart attack, then that's too bad, please don't sing about it like that.

Its one of those songs when you ask: Who the hell gives it heavy airplay?


Why is everyone born in March?!! I've got like 4 birthdays at hand. "Ni ma bu shi ying cao piao de hor!"


Speaking of my mother, she says more than she should, especially to little children. No wonder we lose patience with her.

You don't tell a kid whose got his lovely pencil case vandalised on purpose by someone he doesn't know that the girl who did it is being ridiculous and should stop trying to attract my brother with her inappropriately coquettish way of showing a twisted sense of attraction masked in arrogance.

I hate it when she jumps to conclusions. Undermines the victims and it proudly displays our need to be always right and judgemental without knowing the full story. Gosh, what if the victims don't even know if she's wrong cuz she's never as right as she says she is.

Doesn't matter now, as for me, I'm learning not to be that way, especially during the course of last week...

Labels: Answers, Essence of Sprouting, Family, Real Life, Seeds of Smartness Sown to Show-off

Some of you will love me for this, some will hate me for defiling their brain cells by making you people read this. Heh, enjoy!


While reading a book in the library, you heard the librarian scream. The librarian, a young man, was standing on a chair behind the counter. He looked very scared.

Write a story based on the above situation. give your story a good ending. Your story should be at least 120 words in length.

... (detailed help for the clueless primary school kid that I'm too lazy to type out)

- LEARNERS English Test Papers Primary 4

Picture Composition Draft 1 - Lim Yu Cheng

The sun was shinning brightly in the peace blue sky like a big yellow cheedar. A young man was going to the Jurong Point library.

As the young man reached the non-fiction secion he saw tons of non-fictions books. He took the book to read and borrowed some books. He went to the librarian to borrow the book. "EKK!" The librarian screamed as a rat scurried across the floor.

The rest of the people panicked but the young man did not as he was brave and strong. He took the rat exterminetor spray. With one spray on the rat, it was dead. The librarian thanked him for doing a good deed.

As he borrowed the book, he went home happily.


Now he's eating milo balls by sticking his head into the bowl. You know how horses are fed, you know how dogs enjoy dog-biscuits, you know how my brother indulges in milo balls.

Yup, it's a perfectly normal day in my house.

Did i mention I'm not paid enough?

Labels: Family

Hey people out there. Being the tutor of a primary school kid isn't easy. Teaching Math isn't my thing .. so I stuck to English. Pretty much everything is going well with everything but compo. I've got absolutely no idea how teachers do it. Maybe its just that I've seen too many sec sch compos. Anyways... here's my brother's essay (p4), quarter-complete.

I'll whip him into shape tomorrow. He's actually serious about sending this in to the teacher. Sigh, how I miss the days where pri sch kids were forced to write it down.

The beauty of the backspace button...



The Misery of Drug Abuse - by Lim Yu Cheng

One fine and superb day ,I was walking home from school . as I was at the bus stop,I saw a guy he was holding drugs in his hands and he was about to eat it but luckily I stopped him from eating it .

I told him not to eat because it is not enviorment friendly he said to me shut your big yap up. I called the police and ninonino the police arrived in a rail of sirens and underwears.



(to be continued)

... I'm amazed and I know not what to say. Something tells me I'm not paid enough.

Kids DO write the darndest things.

Labels: Family

Hugs and kisses baby. Mostly pictorial and chronological post coming right up. (Lazy readers say "Hooray!") Hongwei's Dumpling blog inspired.



Ay lovey, how did you spend your new year?



Chu Xi - (New Year's Eve)







Left to Right: Stephanie, Rebecca, Jasmine, Shiting, Samuel



Had church before heading over to Ah gong's house and yes, I came into contact with some wonderful new friends. Gotta love what the girls are wearing. As for Samuel, he looked like he popped out from a Qing Dynasty film. That's okay, we still love you.







Left to Right: Rebecca, Jasmine, Shiting, Me, Stephanie



Thanks Samuel for taking the picture :) Your skills are impeccable or we just make the picture look good. Can't see my green top from the picture though. Gosh, is it me or do girls (or "matured" ladies) in church just look more beautiful?


After that, I headed over to Bishan. Geraldine *aherm* left me there to rot by myself. No wonder you're my favourite cousin.


Chu Yi - (Day One of New Year)

(pic coming soon)

Headed over to Lavender where we met the mama's side of the family. Undeniably, this is the side that I feel closer to. So many supportive cousins and relatives. They're ever so sweet and encouraging. Too bad Jasmin's family wasn't there. Wisdom from the elders:


1) Praise the Lord!

2) Engineers built Singapore. - I did learn a lot about engineers and all. Too bad they're a dying breed here. It would suck if we had to import more PRCs when we actually encompass the Singapore brand. Sigh, it's like trying to replace all the hawker centres in Sg with Macs. It just loses the local touch. Made in China? That's everywhere. Made in Singapore? Now that's something you don't see everyday.

3) Poly life is good. You don't need a supposedly fantastic start to be successful in life. Going off the beaten track is stimulating and it doesn't make you lose out if you try your best.

4) I have to fix my finger by attaching a "splinter" to it.

5) Little boys are destructive. My father still loves little kiddies though. Guess he's missing the time when he could baby my brother or me. He still babys my brother though. Everybody go "Awww".


Intellectually stimulating, yes. Boring, slightly.


Chu Er - (Day Two of New Year)


Ladies and gents, I present to you, my cousin. Gosh sometimes I can hardly believe we're related.





Angel





Freak of Nature!


Oh no! She's getting consumed by the mass of hair! Haha yeah, she was just telling me how she feels camera-shy. Picture speaks for itself. She's doing a Romeo to a pair of my Ah Gong's pants.

We have nice cheem English names, but everyone chooses to call us by our sillier pet names. *facepalm* Ping ping! Ah Ping! Bao bao!

Thank God I get called by my Chinese name more often.

Heehee, remembering one of my creepy nightmares... I was washing my face and looking into the mirror. I saw Geraldine in the mirror, screamed and promptly woke up. So now you're the stuff of nightmares.

So much for A1 in O level English. If you're reading this G, get to your compre after you're done with my post. *pauses to stop self from saying anything that will make her ego explode with glee or demoralise her*

Gave my rotting brain a slight workout by picking out the points for her summary and teaching her the basics. (Girl you were supposed to write it down properly, but noooo...)


Don't get mad girl, it's you as you are and I love it. You're everyone's favourite bad girl okay?



Of course, no CNY would be complete without some tots in traditional Chinese costumes.





Left to Right: Sarah/Dionne, Jolin, Dionne/Sarah engaging in CNY bonding


Can't tell them apart, but aren't they cute? Cute as a button baby! Well at least the twins are. Jolin's the most kaypoh, nightmarish little girl ever.
Somebody restrain her. Or give a kick to the pigtails is pretty good too.

Oh and Dionne's named after Celine Dion.





Ain't I a peach?


Pardon the blurriness, but she totally captured the joy of children in that shot. She's practically bubbly with amusement from a very simple game. Darn, nothing makes us grown-ups happy like that.





Nappy time! Spread the love and the drool!


Mmm pics are blurry cuz I was really tired then.


Ladies and gents, I present to you, my brother Lim Yu Cheng in an unglam shot!





Who said I wanted a nit-picking session you chimp!


Haha, he had his finger between his toes before that. Yes, that's Jolin for you, constantly popping out of nowhere. Hmm my bro looks annoyed.


Of course, hanging out with Geraldine is fun since she does have a great fashion sense, perfect for the tropical Singapore climate but very copy-able. Nothing like browsing chick mags with her or talking about clothes and retarded incidents.





Dessert- Fruit cocktail in sweet stuff





It runs in the family





Resemblances?


Facial, yes. Attitude, behaviour-wise... that leaves a lot to be desired. Ah well, it takes all kinds to make the world and the family.



That's all folks. I'm dead tired and Chu San, Si, Wu, Liu will be updated soon enough. Yes, hongbaos and memories coming in everyday.

Labels: Family, on holiday, WhatcausesJoy

A whole new lineup for the absence lately.



Does anyone realise everyone's sporting black nails lately? Fingernails, toenails, everywhere I go. Feels as though they're all ready for the Christmas party or doing the anti-Christmas.

Well, not me! I gots SIA-girl red nails ho yeah! (thanks mythili love you for buying it and doing most of it for me cos I'll mess it up). All in the spirit of the holiday season and they'll be off by CNY. Wouldn't want to be labelled as cheena. Anyway, killer red is H-A-W-T. Not just for aunties okay... The right shade makes it classic and eye-catching. (so don't be close-minded)

Mmm, that reminds me, my fingernails are going shiny pink. The anti-black. Love the anti-trend. As soon as I get the top coat. Oh and, for anyone who's thinking of neon pink or hot pink, it's seriously not advisable. It's terribly tacky, like.. like.. tights that hug a bit of the sole. Tights are good, but not THOSE. They scream faux pas. Blinding in a bad way.

Done playing Blackwell.



Updates updates. My patience wavers like Starhub coverage when it comes to my brother. Mrs Aidil is considerably patient and all ... which was how I started out. Nice, forgiving and efficient. Sigh, what can I do. I just can't help twitching when I hear or see an incoherent statement. If you have to hear it all the time... you'll go nuts too. Okay, that's just me.

C'mon. Being invincible doesn't mean "cannot see". As is knewed, noisely, teached, nevermind.

Twitch twitch twitch. An alarm just goes off in my head.

To give him credit, he's learnt fast enough, done better than some p6s and sec4s,uh-huh. He's been patient enough and endured my "NOOOOOOOO!!!! WRONG!!!!"s and he's just a kid. A boy kid. Which gives him a worse attention span.

Oh, he has this ... thing to call it "the whole entire thing" WHY CAN'T HE JUST SAY "THE WHOLE THING" OR "THE ENTIRE THING" WHY!

He watched too much TV, he's moody during studying (understandable and I do give concessions) and he tries to last-minute but fails badly at doing so cos he's freaking tired from watching TV. I don't get it. English is a chore to him, heh it reminds me of the relationship between Chinese and I.

Me: Do your corrections.

Brother: I feel like dying.

Me: No.. that's the easy way out.

Brother: NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

Okay who is responsible for this. I don't understand, he's treating English like a chore and its forcing me to do it too cos other than making him learn by rote I'm practically at my wits end cos when I do something less boring he would rather not do it and do it "rote".

You know, like how its a must to learn Chinese words by rote cos there are like 10 000 characters and everyone is different. That's why I like English better, there's less routine.

Now, that's why its frustrating.

Okay, moving on.



Ahaha, if you would kindly direct your attention to the tag that advertises Low Kay Hwa novels. I might enjoy reading, but my taste is definitely beyond those. Even the covers look cheesy. Like something churned out of a washed-up Channel 8 drama serial.

Which reminds me...

I was watching Ellen and then channel-flipping. Flip flip flip ... Channel 8.

Me: booooooooring. *proceeds to press flipping button*

Brother: NOOO!! It's Love Blossoms 2!

He's been auntie-fied.

I gotta hit the library. For the books and erm, the fountain of knowledge. Not excited about school though. Never thought I would need a library kaki after exams.

Hehs, I thought Low Kay Hwa was a middle-aged auntie... turns out its some geeky guy in his 20s. Looks so. Heh, Huiyi reads em'! Okay fine, reading tastes are up to discretion. Anyway, she let me read one of those. (Hehe, at least you're reading!) Can't believe how sappy it was! I read a little though.

:P How much pride went down the toilet in the making of those novels? Okay okay, all the teenage girl fans.

I don't know, it's .. it's as gay as Clay Aiken.

Alright, disclaimers. If you're a fan, than that's not my problem. I like Life of Pi, Hairil thinks its a roundabout book. See? We all have our own little erm, mostly-unliked likings. So I'm not gonna judge you on that, cos I got my own too! Aha (at least I don't like cheesy novels!!!!!!!)

Mmm as for my mostly-unliked likings.. wait a sec, I'm not s'posed to talk about this.

Life of Pi is very well-liked though.

Heh heh enough naughtiness.

That with writers too. Well, at least you wrote something. Something painful for me to read though. *shrugs* Take it with a pinch of salt, I know my blog is painful to read to some, but its not to me. Okay okay, at the end of the day... as long as you like it, as long as your teenage female acne-fighting, finger-crossing, wide-eyed-hoping, love-strangling fans worship it (just read the website), fine by me.

The last disclaimer: This is a critique too. I can talk about nails, clothes, pop culture references, guys and remain un-superficial.

Plus, I don't over-love myself. Seen a terrible case of an ego-exploding blog. Take cover, the debris will blind you with its life in self-denial.



Never judge a book by its cover (can't say that about Low Kay Hwa's novels though). A physics teachers in his 50s who wears glasses and a bow tie beat a guy who's got muscles and the looks of Leonardo Dicaprio and Ben Affleck in his 20s at Survivor. Uhhuh. Being pretty won't win you a million dollars but it will win you the affections of Mythili. :)



My last report of this post: Self-denial is bad for health. Humans. We just want to be something we're not. Of course, this holds true for everyone and is sadly exaggerated for some members of our community.

Societal expectations, what mama always wanted you to be, the grass is always greener on the other side, low self-esteem, forgivable to some extent.

Or, if you can't beat them, join them.

Hahs, but every once in a while, you'll be annoyed. *winks* Love ya Fatimah.

Labels: advertisement, Answers, Family, Fashion, Friends, Quirks, Real Life

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

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

Disclaimer: Slightly random post which is quite nonsensical, so if you're a minor celeb or a race queen, don't be offended.

LOL, I had no idea. (overused phrase)

I feel extremely clueless. This morning, there was erm a bunch of people, like the amount of people in a small protest, in white and black, and they're congregating at the ground floor of my block.

My parents say a celebrity resides in the same block, then "din dei". Gee, I've lived here for 9 years and I don't know anything about this, or seen anyone famous. Must be really blur.

Unless of course the celebrity is really a nobody, maybe in my eyes, since I don't think any Singaporean celeb is worth fangirling over. Or I haven't watched TV in a loooong time. LOL, dumbass stalkers. Pick a more famous stalkee.

Ah well, besides that, I read the Saturday papers on a Sunday morning. So much for the F1. Sex sells. Real fast. The booty and the bonnet makes good business, try saying that real fast :) haha, damn the picture on LIFE! with all the race queens on it (international blend), some of them look like transvetites oh gawsh. Too much makeup doesn't help. Less is More, darlings.

The highest paid race queens are rather well... lucrative. 3000 bucks for hanging around the race track in a short skirt and tiny top. Guys -_- A no-brainer really, at most you just get to do is wave the flag and don't stand in the way of the racing cars. And be leggy and have a substantial top half of body.

You know what they say, beauty and brains make little company nowadays. No lah, just kidding. Shakespeare's line was: Reason and Love keep little company. Still, I don't get it. If they were really smart and successful at something else, they probably wouldn't resort to being worth as much as a racecar.

Kinda like talent shows: People with no talent go talent shows cos they're not very good at anything else. Cos if they were that good, they wouldn't be wasting their time slogging through a competition, they'd be focusing on the thing that they're really good at. So much for "Oh I'm an undergrad and I'm doing this for a once-in-a-lifetime experience and I love racing". It's hard to take someone like this seriously when they're posing in a tube top and short skirt.

Still, unless they needed the money, why would they let people they don't know look at them like that? Of course, some do enjoy the attention, not all of course.

Same goes for FHM girls. If they were really smart, why would they feel compelled to project their images and bodies in such an unclassy manner? If you're really good at modelling, try fashion magazines then. Why a men's magazine and it's like, being marketed as a sex object. So much for dignity.
And making sushi behind a glass panel in your lingerie in the middle of Orchard Road doesn't count either.

Heavily modified Lamborghinis, heavily modified girls. Just as race cars and racers alike will have fans and critics, so will the race queens. They're girls, not women. It's like, models backstage before going on a runway, they're always addressed as girls.

Still, car models and race queens, when being put alongside commercial cars or race cars, their status becomes the same of that of the product that the company is selling. Specifically, it is such models even though many products are advertised with females. That's because they dress in such a way that it's titillating so that the formula goes: Guys see car, feel the urge to buy. Girls flash, guys decide on buying.

Apparently, the article also had someone attending the F1 saying that people are of course not there for the well-endowed cars, but also the well-endowed girls. How much are they worth now? To be looked at like a product instead of a human being. Maybe just a sales technique.

Appearance-based, and they're always behind the glass of a shop window. Lack of individuality and brains. Being sexy, like what J.Lo (Hello, it's J.Lo) says, is to withhold something special back, not give it all away. And it sure doesn't mean whoring oneself out.

Men will be men (Changing them is impossible. If it wasn't, Playboy wouldn't be circulating now) Ladies have a choice on how they want to project themselves on the other hand.

I'm Done (for).

Labels: Family, Real Life, Seeds of Smartness Sown to Show-off, What's up or new

Been out with the cousins yesterday. Catching up with them was a lot of fun, though not without misunderstandings (and gossiping). Ah well, I'm so darn un-fit, this is real bad, and I'm losing my patience with my goggles and water-clogged frozen ears. uhohs.

(Hmph. 16 rounds and counting in the pool damn you. Make me feel so bad about myself. And Jasmin's faster than me now NOOOOOOOOOOOO. Time to shape up! *gets fat ass off couch* Not to mention, I have 2 mugger-NJwannago-s cousins. Feelin' the pressure ya'll. *feels real inferior about wanting to take alternative route*)

The O's are in less than 2 months, 30 plus days to be exact. Time to get back to studying today. I'm going into deep thought.

So much for conflicting advice.

To do what you like to do so you won't regret (or would), or to go down the mass route (whether you will regret or not is another thing)

Wings take me higher, sky please come lower.

The swimming pool and the study room, then eventually the exam hall. What's the difference? It really makes me feel that whatever it is, I'll never have their speed, stamina or skill. Now, even our aspirations are different. Not like there's a problem with that.

I learnt to kick my legs to keep myself afloat, to breathe underwater, to make sharp turns in the water, to save myself if i was drowning, and i was pulled out of deep water twice when I couldn't rise above the surface.

The feeling of sinking is never fun. To think they were the ones to teach me how to swim. At least now, I know I would never die as quickly if i was thrown into uncharted territory.

I still find that most of the time, I'm struggling to keep myself afloat.

When can I be on par with everyone else? I don't want to lag behind. Then again, it might not be so much of a case of being like everyone else... Damn I'm confused.

I want to be my own person and find my own direction, and yet I feel that I cannot be far behind others cos I wouldn't know if it's foolproof. And yes I need it to be foolproof, its the o levels for pete's sake, not just another challenge at swimming to see who can get to the other side of the pool first.

In that case, I know I'll always be third best.

Labels: Darkness, Family, Questions, Secondary School Life

MMMM! Omg, a few days of emo-ness and mood swings, then with relatively nothing that interests me enough to eat at home, I finally gave in just now. Ahaha, felt this strange need to eat when I was feelin' blue, then I had some sweet bread. Yep, sweet bread, a whole load of empty carbs. And no, I don't think I have an eating probrem :). I'm just as normal as a girl wanting a bit of chocolate during heartbreak.

Well sweet bread was nicely topped with some sweetness (duh), a bit of sugar on top, and the skin was absolutely fragrant (even though it wasn't piping hot) and a joy to sink your teeth in. But the insides are a bit of a failure, GRR NOT SOFT ENOUGH.

Okay, so... here's my food list for today.

Noon (brunch) - Half a peanut-ish kueh (called mang zang kueh), with one youtiao (otherwise known as deep fried breadstick - doesn't it sound a lot classier like this?)

5plusPM - Spaghetti only a Constance's mum can make. She made thick spag noodle cruchy. Read: Crunchy!!! And I mean it, it's heavenly. Especially when every strand? of noodle is coated with Mushroom pesto sauce from Prego. IT ROCKS MY SOCKS OFF. Plus, Stephanie's having a craving for that too. Mmm, the delightful smell of mushrooms, sweet-sour tomato-ey sauce emanates (literally) from the plate of spaghetti.

In order to achieve that, she boiled the spag first and drained. Then fry the egg, prawns and sotong (otherwise known as squid or a blur person). Then in goes the noodles. And lastly the sauce. In the process the sauce is heated with everything else in the wok (yes a wok for spag adds the chinese touch of crunchiness). So it takes time for spag to absorb all the goodness of the spag, and some skill in turning the noodles. And wallah! I was happy for a few hours. (did i mention my bro kope some from me? GRR!) Ok I'm such a glutton! Oh well, nobody should be denied the simplicities of life.

Ahh, and around 11 plus, my tummy started to growl (so embarassing). Well for one thing, it's been like this for a while when I don't really satiate myself. Cos there isn't much to eat at home, (okay before you scold me), nothing I fancy putting into my mouth.

So in the end, I could only think of food. Well, today was the last straw, couldn't keep up with an empty stomach anymore. Ahaha, and the victims of the manifestation of my food craze in my mind from my tummy, were Stephanie and Hongwei. Since there was nothing on my mind except for food, I made them play this game: Take turns naming food, and see how many yes(s) and no(s), to see who has the most cravings.

I know it's creativity at hunger's turn.

So...

11plus-12plus My sweet mother couldn't stand me being hungry, (nahh she just whipped something up within 10 minutes cos I was at the com. So sweet! OKAY my hunger speaks for me). She made maggie with egg, plus orange juice fresh from the blender. Now I'm really full >.< and I can't go to bed. Oh yeah, had an apple, Calamansi lime juice, Cadbury's roast almond choc in between all that. Plus the sweet bread and a strawberry-and-cream lollipop. Sweetness craving definitely there. Ahhh Im sucha slacker!

So toodles there! Tomorrow I'm going to Mandai, S'pore zoo, armed with a Lumix cam and getting out of bed by 7.15. Think I'll be holding the camera all day long, and then uploading pics. Ah, family outings. Love it when it's all free. Though it's gonna eat up some of my time, I have an Mp3 ready.

So yeah, kids say the darndest things, though they don't really know what they're talking about, they try to squeeze the biggest words they know into simple sentences anyway. Kinda like what we do when we see words like "verbosity" and "perfidious" and "supercalifragilisticexpialidocious" (OMG I GOT IT RIGHT TOO!).

So yeah, while Shawn had something to say about theatres, my brother has something to say too. While wolfing down the grade A maggi noodles (a hungry man thinks everything tastes good), I gave him my musical script.

"What's this?"

"Script. Read the pink lines. Those are mine,"

- fails to read hanyu pinyin correctly - (such inability to read pinyin comes from my mom's side. Surprisingly, my dad and I pwn them both at pinyin, though my mom pwns us all at chinese characters. duh, chinese helicopter mah)

Ahaha, besides feeling very good about myself, my brother had to add in to my confidence. How sweet of him.

"You memorise already? What if you forget?" "Erm ... won't la" "Well, I humiliated myself once in P1. I was the emcee. - glum face - "

Oh really? -recalls what happened-"

He went on stage during some Rulang Primary gala dinner where parents show off their newest brilliantest accessories and their kids' brilliant newest SA results while cajoling the teacher's favour, with another girl classmate. They keep nudging each other and giggling nervously (ahh, kids these days, move onto such complicated relationships so fast. haha no la!). Whispers of "psst psst you first you first exchanged between the two budding first-timer emcees.

Someone gave in.

Then my brother said in a very soft voice "ladies and gentlemen ... "

- nervous giggle - - stare at audience breaking out in cold sweat - OMG so many adults staring at me!

- runs off stage giggling -

There, his first attempt at emcee-ing. I wasn't there to catch his embarassing moment on tape, but I had a feeling my parents were laughing at him, or slapping their foreheads. In one fell swoop, all the performing ability of my family was thrown away. Hopes of possibly another stage talent in the family bye-bye.

All integrity of being a performer and a speaker that I accumulated over the years ... a little 7yearold stripped it all during that few defining seconds(INTEGRITY! DON'T THINK OTHERWISE!). Thank God I wasn't there, Drama Co-ord of JSS ELDDS will mei lian jian ren. I swear if I was there, I would've shouted "I DON'T KNOW THAT KID UP THERE!" and made a dive underneath the table.

"Sooo ... what happened?"

"I was shy - glum-er face - But that was nothing compared to P2. I got a whole script to memorise. So waste time!"

Sweetie, I was memorising full performances at p3, and writing scripts at p4 :). Made some unforgettable friends, so I owe drama a lot. So yeah, this makes me wonder why I'm never picked to do emcee-ing. Lack of charisma? I really don't know, cos the question is, nobody really gave me a good look to assess my abilities at emcee-ing. Oh well, maybe I'm never for introducing plays, but for being in plays?

Well they picked my bro to be emcee cos he's noisy, talkative, 'outgoing', otherwise annoying in class. Who knew he'd be so quiet on stage? Well his tecahers? Certainly not! Anyway, I'm quite frankly the opposite. More withdrawn than him, crazy among my friends, but noisy onstage. Ah this world works in mysterious ways.

Gosh can I sleep on a full stomach? Better than an empty one (woke up with gastric before) ... it shows you're pathetically starving yourself, or just plain lazy to get out of bed for a midnight snack.

Toodles! I'm going to bed now, nighty-night! Tomorrow's a new day where people parade in front of animal enclosures to provide them their daily entertainment, especially when weirdos attempt to speak their language, but oft lost in translation.

So ... this will happen tomorrow:

Bro: Mummy! I can talk to the lion! ROAR!!!!

(Lion shifts on the sunning rock. stretches. yawns. smelly breath. bedtime)

Labels: CCA, Essence of Sprouting, Family, Food, To be a Child, What's up or new, WhatcausesJoy

Arrr kena tagged again. :p Oh well, anything to do crapping. Sorry, interpersonal relationship understanding. I'll make this as interesting as possible. This one's by Stephanie, gosh the questions are all the same. Oh well, it's about time I make my own quiz with questions that are really hard to answer. This is why you can't put creativity with a laptop.

#1 What is the most important thing in your life?

Hmm ... please refer to the banner on the right => under the column that says "What Matters" thank you very much.

#2 When was the last time you bought something with your own money?

Uhh ... allowance = own money? not parents' money anymore? Following this logic, then I bought lunch with "my own money"

#3 Where do you wish to get married?

Another stressful question. HEH too bad I don't have to worry about this till 10 years from now! I dunchknow. In a church? What if your husband is not Christian? With lots of people? Hmm, no exclusivity? With too little people? Sounds like you don't have enough relatives or friends to attend. On a plane? Someone is bound to get airsick. Underwater? No ... the shark will be the best man, since the best man will get eaten, much to my delight. You see, locations, traditions and practicality are hard to come by. In a ballroom in KL (like my cousin?) Sure when the money is no problem, which is like ... no way. Next qn!

#4 How old do you think you will be permanently owned by your love?

Gosh, the grammar, the sentence structure is killing me! Don't you mean "At what age do you think you will be permanently owned by your love?" Wow, even then the content sounds wrong. It's an invalid question! According to the UN Charter, no one human being can be owned by another! Okay, to not take this literally, who am I to question what is in store for me, so I won't give the standard answer "20 plus lor"

#5 Are you in love?

Wow, this is the most privacy-intruding quiz ever. Well yes I am. What's there not to love? Love is all around us, since it is the driving force for any kind of relationship, and we swim around it, since it's everywhere. So technically, I am in love.

#6 Where was the last restaurant you had dinner?

SAKURA!

#7 Name the latest book you bought?

Hmm, an A4 exercise book, super thick for 4 bucks.
O level chinese oral guide, which I will be forced to read under the most threatening circumstances that is my mother.

#8 Do you prefer your mother or your father?

How dare you ask me to choose between them. Well, i prefer my mum and dad to you, for sure (:

#9 Name a person you really wish to meet in real life?

Hmm, you mean someone that I would probably never meet? Yes, put me on the line with Shakira thank you.

#10 Christina or Britney

I'll take Christina any day! Britney does have some nice tunes, but Christina's singing chops make her one of the best vocalists in the world. Raw talent and not a lot of confusion that fame causes, Christina wins hands down. Raw singing talent, intelligent ideas and the strength to pull through? Brit's coming up, but Christina has gone from crass to class, what's not to like?

#11 Do you even do your own laundry?

Well, yeah. Depends on what kind of laundry.

#12 The most exciting place you want to go to?

Latin America. Mmm, the spice and flavour, plus the all the dramatic-ness that comes along with it.

#13 Hugs or Kisses?

Depends on who gives them actually. For example, I can't decide oh whether I like my cousin's dog's drool all over my cheek and maybe on my lip. Dogs love me. Sometimes, I prefer to give them a cuddle

#14 Point out 5 things about the person who tagged you?

Small, cannot-handle-a-credit-card-for-sure, small, loves Mandopop, small, musically-inclined, small, enthusiastic, small.

#15 8 things I'm passionate about

Art - form of literature, writing, visual(a bit), drama, film, music (yes Anjelica you love me now, don't you?), Expression, Being a good friend/family member/senior/student etc., Sticking by my Jiminy Cricket and what i know is right (:p not a lot of people can do that you know!), Laughing, The little joys (and big) in life, Studying??! (oh crap. I'm lying to myself, sacrifices have to made for o's), Relaxing (sleeping is a joy).

Wow i filled up all 8.

#16 8 things I say too often.

I talk a lot. You sure you wanna know? oh look here's 1, so I'll only have to list 7.

Okay fine, 8 of my sayings:

1. Umm, yeah ... but ... hmm ... maybe ... I have no idea ... you should check with (insert next person's name here)

2. Arrrh? - confused -

3. UGH! - disgusted/pissed -

4. You know ... actually ... (goes into long explanation of how the world began)

5. NOOOOOOOO!!! (dramatic moment)

6. - sighs -

7. - silence - I say a lot with silence. The only audience that hears what I'm saying is me, or anyone observant enough.

8. Oh my God/OMG!

#17 8 books I read recently

1. Amaths Ten-Year Series
2. English Ten-Year Series (NOV)
3. Race Hate
4. Gibson Girls and Suffragists
5. Gender Stereotypes and How They Affect Boys/Girls
6. Self-help book which name I can't remember
7. Accents for Theatre (I laughed at this book, and put it back)
8. Don't Pick On Me

#18 8 songs I can listen to over and over again (YES!) I'll try to list those that i've never talked about (too many to choose from)

1. Nelly Furtado - Turn off the light
2. Britney Spears feat. Madonna - Me against the Music (I'm addicted now, someone help me)
3. MADtv (Nicole Parker?) - James Blunt You're Beautiful Parody
4. t.A.T.u - Beliy Plaschik
5. Avril Lavigne - The Best Damn Thing
6. Kylie Minogue - Red Blooded Woman/In My Arms
7. Lily Allen - Smile
8. Shakira - Dia De Enero

At some point I have been obsessed over these songs :p

#19 8 things I learnt last year

1. Sanity - Some stuff aren't worth sweating over, so i should relax, like that's possible.
2. Academics - How to write an English essay properly (nicely that is) and how you can be a part of your content
3. Art - Being inspired is one of the greatest joys in life (lots of people haven't experienced this)
4. Sound - Good music doesn't necessarily have to be found on the radio
5. Juniors - love em', hate em-, live with them. You can't be so easily pissed with them, you won't last long.
6. Interpersonal relationships - I REALISE that I am able to pick up social cues that they don't want people to find out, read people, and describe to the littlest detail. Oh, awareness.
7. Self - I'm luckier than a lot of people.
8. Life - Life can't wait, too short for regrets. Never let anyone tell you that you can't. I'm more capable than I/other people know.

9. I don't bother to clean up the mess of clothes in my room. It's not worth it sometimes. Clean, and a huge mess if there the next day.

#20 8 people to tag. Hmm, who would be so willing to take this quiz?

Aiya, if you feel like doing just do la. Not gonna force anyone.

Labels: Accomplishments, Blogs, Essence of Sprouting, Family, Friends, To be a Child, To-do list, What's up or new, WhatcausesJoy

Third post for today, but I'm just feeling inspired, so 'DON'T STOP ME NOW, DON'T STOP ME CUZ I'M HAVING A GOOD TIME, HAVIN' A GOOD TIME!', hehe ya James aka Shawn?

Two issues will be discussed. One based on tourism (from inspiration from Redtail's blog) and another on -gasps- something taboo, like say ... t.A.T.u? Hmm, possibly another on scammers with preety heart-shaped paperclips.

t.A.T.u is a female Russian singing duo formed out of a children's singing group. They're very talented, and generate publicity and do marketing through the use of controversy (of lesbianism) and a fair amount of skin. The Russian name of t.A.T.u is painfully long (much to Shawn's delight) but it just means a shortened version of "This Girl Loves That Girl". It becomes "This Loves Her" for short.

Their English debut single "All The Things She Said" (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K54p_fCrGL8) made waves throughout the world. or the world with the Internet, MTV or pop radio. Never a player of "playing safe", they're marketed as lesbians. Their sexual orientation is unclear though. Or at least I have no idea la, but I won't write them off as lesbians. Oh well, it's a bit sneaky and creative to market singers like this, though it has clearly worked. It's really your opinion. Though I'd like to think they do have it 'It" factor, solid singing voices and harmonisation and really are more intelligent than people want to see them in their fetish schoolgirl outfits and revealing shots. Oh well, sex sells.

In their video of the song, well yeah there's shots of them engaging in kissing. So, yep, don't watch that if you have a weak constitution for shock. Thing is, as much as publicity is involved, notice that at the end the girls leave and it's the closeminded people who are really behind the fence and contained, while they are free to go after being scrutinised. The rain clears. So the message is to tell people to be more understanding, which i believe is what a lot of people lack. It does no good to anyone.

Anyway, how does that relate to me? Or possibly you. What I really like about t.A.T.u, besides two talented European girls is that they really are smart in the sense of what they believe in, and what's really in their lyrics and albums. It's raw expression through use of music and singing voices. A pity not a lot of people give them credit for that and choose to slam them for being cheats (not really lesbians) or lesbians (this world is weird). Very liberal though, I might not agree with some of the things they do, but that's just the conservative Asian in me. I'm not a Westerner this way.

Which brings me to the question: You might say it's how they deserve it by wanting to market themselves as les-es want to make controversy to be famous, but that's their and their manager's problem really. But they do make a strong solid points about the truth with a lot of people. Simply having people judging a pair of girls like this says a lot about people doesn't it? And it's reflected in their songs. Fine by me if you say I'm a weirdo.

"You the cutest jailbird I ever did see" - Jailhouse Rock, Elvis Presley

suggesting a form of gay-ing in an all-males prison :p

Section 377A of the Penal Code of Singapore: (AH! HERE IT COMES!)

Section 377A of the Penal Code of Singapore is the main remaining piece of legislation which criminalises sex between mutually consenting adult men.

Section 377A ("Outrages on decency") states that:

Any male person who, in public or private, commits, or abets the commission of, or procures or attempts to procure the commission by any male person of, any act of gross indecency with another male person, shall be punished with imprisonment for a term which may extend to 2 years.

Hmm, so the law only penalises gay men? What about lesbians? Okay nevermind that, i do not wish to be dragged into a debate with lawyers and the like. Haha, that's not my main focus. I'm not one to question the Constitution, not at my age though. Thing is, even without this written law, isn't it so that there's already a de facto one? One that's unwritten, but yet clearly stated through social norms?

Ah, I'm already a weirdo before being introduced to the subject of 'Conformity' by DADP immersion. Oh, the irony. I mean I've experienced the consequences of non-conformity so many times before that it really sucks to be me. "It sucks to be me, it sucks to be me"- Avenue Q HAHA, but somehow I'm proud of it, not like I'ma rebellious wannabe. I just do what I think is right and what I feel that judgemental people have no right to take away from me. Like, I don't care what your excuse is, seriously. I have done nothing wrong. You're a biased freak, that's what you are, without peppering my words. Note the word usage and labels, smartass. Lookie!

Anyways, I guess you people stuck in the same rat hole as I am, that actually understand me, all while being confined and silenced is that I am in fact labelled, though subconsciously now. My jelly backbone-less black pencil case says "I'M NOT A RULES KINDA GIRL" in silver lettering. I guess nobody really understood what it meant, cuz I'm not a rulebreaker in school. heh, I'm not even rude to teachers that I don't like, let alone some people. By rules, I never meant for it to be school rules, but unwritten societal rules, some of which is perpetually unnecessary for a free spirit. And yes, all these in Sec2.

The pencil box might be slightly tattered now, but it signifies no change in my thinking. Independent, I might add. In some ways I am deemed to be a fool, and yet I don't think it's the wrong choice to make. Life's too short for regrets. Stuff like wanting to ask questions, but being too afraid to ask is fine, but when fundamentals like friendship, moral propriety and love is involved, I gotta put my foot down.

As an example of the most extreme that has happened, hmm .. I do have a label as a les. So when I joke about them, I never really mean it. Cuz it's how you're made, and so be it, even if it's not a majority orientation. So look at me, I've got nothing against gays. My specs are purple, by chance of course ;D.

So yeah, to clarify: I'm not a lesbian. I don't like girls that way. Okay? No matter what I do, or what I say. I kid around with people, but no, don't take that seriously. Lightens the mood, ya?

I may give girls dramatic flirtatious looks if I'm really good friends with them, kid about being a les with them, up the extent of giving girl hugs and actually holding their hands is fine too.

Take StephanieL for example. After this post, I would like the skeptics and haters to shut up (like that's possible). Sometimes, it does hurt me to think that you really think I'm a lesbian. StephL, by the way. Oh and um StephK's taken by Shawn. Aww. xP!

I'm just really good friends with her, best friends in fact. I know some people who have been really close to their buddies too, okay? Closer than I am in fact. I shan't say what, since I think the people in question would like me to be quiet about this.

Thing is, I might get all high, laughing-mad etc. with StephL, and hang outside her class etc. but it doesn't mean we touch each other the wrong way or anything. And it certainly doesn't mean I stick my tongue in her mouth either. Think of your reaction now. How do you feel? Reflect.

Thing is, some things are okay for friends to do together. Okay? Don't you see people sharing the same shower stall for camp? Don't friends hold hands too? Is it such a crime that I hang outside her class, or she does the same, or maybe enter the class? Well, what do you know, some people think so, simply because it's not right for a senior and a junior to be friends this close? Hello?! Wake up your bloody idea, she's not my CCA junior or anything, how the hell can I be biased to her? That aside, is that so wrong?

Well, guess what. It is to some people. Say, her previous classmates? And possibly mine. Or any member of the student body? How close-minded and homophobic can you people be? Or worse, so assuming and smart-alecky.

Thing is, we don't drag each other down, we encourage each other, stick up for each other, do the stuff that friends do together. And we're just more open than others about wanting to share how wonderful this friendship is to the world, yes spreading the love. Anything wrong with that? Thing is, you might not like her or like me, but you cannot deny the fact that our friendship is strong has weathered many storms. Okay? You don't know the full facts behind it. Why be so judgemental? I never said you were a gay or a lesbian, in fact, I'm sincerely nice to people I detest at times. If I have to say "hey, good luck" I mean it, even though I usually don't like you.

Are you capable of that?

Ask yourself. Do you have the slightest hint of a conscience?

It might be subconscious to you, but as respect for a human being, I suggest that if you truly feel this way, I'd like you to stop it. Okay? You may joke that I'ma lesbian or she is, but never do it till the point where we feel hurt or if that's what's really on your mind. I've clarified. Plus, no matter how holy you think you are, God or your Jiminy Cricket of a conscience would want you to think before doing or saying anything. Be understanding and accepting, it's not a crime to be a good friend dammit. I never discriminated against you for that now, did I?

I would never hurt anyone, at least I try, no matter how much they've hurt me. Which is why when i try to control, sometimes I hurt myself in the process. As long as I don't go mad, that's okay. 2 wrongs don't make a right. Now i really get "turn the other cheek". Okay? People can vouch for that. Why do you think I'm always so emotional? Well, yeah, I don't kick kitties in their bodies when i feel pissed, nor do i yell at a domestic help as and when I like.

So there, I've done what I needed to do. Speak up and stick by my beliefs. It's up to you now. Do you really wanna remain stubbornly incurable?

And yeah, i might have hugged her onstage in sec 2, haha maybe it's when I didn't realise how much "trouble" I'd be getting into. Oh the social stigma, how it stings when you're not looking. And we do have the same design of a bag. It's a friendship bag, for God's sake. Is that so wrong too? Doesn't it seem all very ludicrous now, now that you've looked at it in a logical manner? And yeah, I got it myself, with my own money, to match hers, as a symbol of friendship. It's freedom of expression too, by the way. Are you too stuffy to box that too? Gee, maybe i should migrate to the U.S. I do like their freedom. "Land of the free, and the home of the brave".

Yes, no guy bought that for me. I don't mooch off guys, thank you very much, though you've insulted me, thanks for the awareness anyway. Wish you had some of it too.

So there you go. This is my speech, and my ode to friendship, acceptance, and expression. Can swallow? i won't be sorry for what I haven't done wrong.

F = ma

Force = Mass x Acceleration

Friendship = Maturity x Acceptance/Appreciation. (i'm smart, okay fine credits to Alvin)

Recently, friends have again never failed me. I'ma lucky duck, yes siree. (References from Dictionary.com) Oh yeah, and it's no big deal being friends with anyone, guy, girl, lesbian or gay, or bi.

Ludicrous (adj.): causing laughter because of absurdity; provoking or deserving derision; ridiculous; laughable: a ludicrous lack of efficiency.

Stigma (noun): a mark of disgrace or infamy; a stain or reproach, as on one's reputation.

Homophobic (noun): unreasoning fear of or antipathy toward homosexuals and homosexuality.

Perpetual (adj.):
1. continuing or enduring forever; everlasting.
2. lasting an indefinitely long time: perpetual snow.
3. continuing or continued without intermission or interruption; ceaseless: a perpetual stream of visitors all day.
4. blooming almost continuously throughout the season or the year.

Conformity (noun):
1. action in accord with prevailing social standards, attitudes, practices, etc.
2. correspondence in form, nature, or character; agreement, congruity, or accordance.
3. compliance or acquiescence; obedience.
4. (often initial capital letter) compliance with the usages of an established church, esp. the Church of England.

Skeptic (noun):
1. a person who questions the validity or authenticity of something purporting to be factual.
2. a person who maintains a doubting attitude, as toward values, plans, statements, or the character of others.
3. a person who doubts the truth of a religion, esp. Christianity, or of important elements of it.
4. (initial capital letter) Philosophy.
a. a member of a philosophical school of ancient Greece, the earliest group of which consisted of Pyrrho and his followers, who maintained that real knowledge of things is impossible.
b. any later thinker who doubts or questions the possibility of real knowledge of any kind

Propriety (noun):
1. conformity to established standards of good or proper behavior or manners.
2. appropriateness to the purpose or circumstances; suitability.
3. rightness or justness.
4. the proprieties, the conventional standards of proper behavior; manners: to observe the proprieties.
5. Obsolete. a property.
6. Obsolete. a peculiarity or characteristic of something.

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Some genius tagged me back with a quiz. Oh karma, it bit my ass. Wanna see? okay gross i'm being like Marlyna.

Name 20 people. At the end of the survey choose 5 people to do the survey. Don't read the questions, name the 20 people first!

Names will vary, in no particular order, though very spread out.

1. Sharon

2. Stephanie Kwok

3. Hafizah

4. Ruth

5. Stephanie Lin

6. Durga

7. Mythili

8. Yong Quan

9. Huiyi

10. Anita

11. Hairil

12. Alvin (you put me at 10, so I move you down 2 spaces HA!)

13. Fatimah

14. Yan Ting

15. Shawn

16. Hong Wei

17. Mr. Wan? (to make things interesting)

18. Clarissa

19. Celestine (I've been feeling nostalgic lately)

20. Jasmin

Questions:

How did you meet Number14? (Yan Ting)

Hmm ... first day of Sec 3. Or one of the first days. (: Very pleasant surprise to have her register number just before mine. She sat next to me for morning assembly and while everyone got bored of Ms Tham's perennially bo-ring speech. And one of us started the conversation and whoopedoo. She was absolutely lovely.

What would you do if u have not met Number1? (Sharon)

I would not have understood people better, have my patience tested, have her patience tested, improved myself as a person and a friend, know what I'm capable of, lack of a good friend (one of the best I might add), have this much fun, know more about Japanese stuff, have one less person to care about me, known that everyone has somewhat the same issues, known about vicious people that I must be careful of, someone to tell me the truth for my own good (THE LIST IS ENDLESS I WILL END HERE SHARON YOU PROBABLY TOTALLY LOVE ME NOW)

Will Number6 and Numver17 date each other? (Durga and Mr Wan)

Well Durga would prefer someone closer in her age group? And mr wan is way off the age group. He's actually 12 years our cca senior (: now cca teacher. No Mr Wan! You can't go to the dark geeky side of the Explorers'! We won't let them! Oh and um .. Clement, Mangala, Shawn and I saw Mr Wan with ... our sch's new music teacher Miss Lim at Mac's arh!! I'm a responsible sec 4 senior. I said nothing, you heard nothing.

Describe Number3. (Hafizah)

Crappy, Meanie!, Ridiculous, Fun, Perky, Sarcastic, Lovely (OMG IM SARCASTIC TOO!), Sensible, Funny, Filial, Clever (my foot), Smart (oh look it's my other foot), Truthful, Trustworthy, Adorable (doesn't she make you smile?), Cheerful, etc. We know Hafizah (:

What if Number9 & Number20 dated each other? (Huiyi, Jasmin)

Do they even know each other? Plus they're not lesbians. Please refrain from making any remark about my les-ness (if you have the idea that I'm les) They're both girls, and straight for that matter. Plus, my baby cousin ShawnLAU is too cute to be ShawnLIM. Betcha don't get 4 girls kissing you when you're only a toddler, yeah?

Do you think Number8 is attractive? (Yong Quan)

No. Well for one thing I don't hit on, fawn over, favour, etc. guy juniors to begin with in the first place. I wouldn't want my seniors to do that, though some of them used to.

Describe Number7 (Mythili) gosh .. why do my good buddies always get description questions?

Funny, Interesting, Lyrical, Poetic, Linguistic, Smart (my ass), Studious, Crazy, Enthusiastic (about certain things), Fangirl, Wonderful, I'm brain dead now haha (: but she's Great.

Do you know any family members of Number12? (Alvin)

Actually, yes. And I'm scared of her. Imagine being scared of a little girl that's half your size. She's probably a lot taller now, and a lot scarier. Oh wait, I think she scares her brother too.

What language(s) does Number15 speak? (Shawn)

English, Mandarin (barely)

Who is Number9 hanging out with? (Huiyi)

Me (of course, you know you wanna (:), Hafizah, Mythili, Sharon etc.

How old is Number 16 this year? (HongWei)

17 this July (ELT PLANNER!)

Who is Number2's favourite singer or band? (StephK)

Wow. I don't know her all that well yet! Ok ... favourite singer: Shawn

favourite band: Shawn's backup band

Have you ever dated Number4? (Ruth)

She's a girl. Everyone flirts with everyone. Heyy Ruthie ~

Would you ever date Number1? (Sharon)

A self-proclaimed boy! (who is unfortunately a girl) I have "dated" her before for a few seconds when we were bored in class. (: Fleeting relationships.

Is Number19 single now? (Celestine)

Gosh I don't know! Most likely yes. But then again, if it's a girls' school we're talking about ... freaky things happen due to the lack of prescence of boys.

Would you ever be in a r/s with Number11? (Hairil)

Oh my God what a stressful question!!! - stresses- Duh, NO.

What's the school of Number3? (Hafizah)

Secondary: Jurong Sec. No ... after today, NJC :D!

Primary: Lakeside, Merlimau, Telok Kurau (oh wow i remembered!)

Where does Number6 stay? (Durga)

Not sure actually, but she alights bus 98 after me, so it's gotta be inner Jurong West or Jurong East. Anywhere along that stretch!

What's your favourite thing about Number5? (StephL)

Oh my why do I always get questions like these for y good pals? God's testing me now haha. I love her sincerity and acceptance to be a good friend no matter what I do, even if some people might not agree so.

What is Number10's last name? (Anita)

Anita D/O Chandrasangam (corright anot? HA! I'm so observant)

Have you ever seen number2 naked? (StephK)

GOSH WHAT AN UNBELIEVABLE QUESTION. NO LA! WHY THE HELL WOULD I WANT TO SEE MY DRAMA TEACHER NAKED!? SHE'S A MARRIED CATHOLIC!

(shawn do not say anything at this point, we don't wanna know)

Pick 5 lucky souls to do this survey:

1) StephL

2) Fatimah (there weren't any qns for you!)

3) Hong Wei

4) Mythili

5) HuiYi

So now my pathetic circle of friends know. It's an honour to get picked by yours truly.

What do the blue words mean? Oh and umm to get in Applied Drama with Pyschology, you need a B4 and above for English Language. Time to stock up on vocab now! (References from Dictionary.com)

Perennially (adj.):

1. lasting for an indefinitely long time; enduring: her perennial beauty.
2. (of plants) having a life cycle lasting more than two years.
3. lasting or continuing throughout the entire year, as a stream.
4. perpetual; everlasting; continuing; recurrent.

–(noun)
5. a perennial plant: Daffodils and tulips are perennials.
6. something that is continuing or recurrent.

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Check this out:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SRwQlxCmenk&feature=related

Kylie Minogue: Did it again (1997)

One of the best chereographed concept vids with great music.

To the lovely darling Steph.L who FINALLY tagged me! Ha! I knew I was loved enough to receive this. - hugs self - This is going around pretty well ... might be one of the biggest blog specials going around the net. Wow, all the Stephanies I know aren't mean bitches, so I love em' too.

You're dying to find out my deepest, darkest secrets to self discovery. Come one, you know you are. Oh yeah, I'm not gonna expose all my secrets like a splash tabloid story, so you gotta be smart and figure out my ambigous words. I'm not telling it all baby.

1. How long will you wait for someone you love?

When my patience exceeds me. So far, it's never failed me, and I doubt (like never!) it would fail me. So, go figure out what I said.

2. What do you want to do now?

Be my best self, and take a stroll down the wet after-rain Singapore streets with no one else but you. If it starts raining, I'll pull on my jacket and share my umbrella with you. I'm sweet, I know. There will be wet leaves on the ground, nice-smelling trees above, and no one in the world is there to look upon us in our raw selves except for you and I, and the lamps that provide minimal light in the cool air. We can talk about anything, do anything, and people would be asleep, so they can't judge us with their eyes literally closed, though they usually do.

3. What will you be doing at 6pm?

Tomorrow? Swimming. On weekdays, slacking at home after musical or school. Dumb qn, I'm gonna replace you!

4. Do you hate your friends sometimes?

Never. NEVER. N-E-V-E-R. nunca!
Simply because, to hate is a very strong feeling of duh ... hatred. It's practically next to indifference. If you feel hatred for a person, how can that be a friend? You feel annoyed, pissed off, but never hatred. It's as simple as that. If I hate you, you're not my friend. But I don't do that to my friends. I'm just angry at how you're behaving, the effed situation, but not you yourself. You can't choose family members, but you can choose you friends.

5. Where do you wish to die?

Not in any gruesome situation, like accidents, murders, hospitals etc. Eeeee. I'd like to die with a smile on my face, and in the arms of my loved one. And definitely not in front of someone who will freak out and die when they see me die. I know, my disappearance in the world will totally cause people to freak out and die.

6. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after rain?

Yes I totally do. Never fails to cheer me up that there's always hope glimmering beyond the grey skies. If I could catch one, and follow it till it's end before it disappears, I'd keep it in a little glass jar and release it when I choose to for different people. And also for underpriviledged people. I know, siao fantasy, but I've always wanted to do that since pri.sch.

7. What impossible things to do you wish to do?

a) Meet Shakira, like seriously meet her. Not just 2 seconds of OMG I WANT YOUR AUTOGRAPH AND IF YOU TOUCH MY HAND I'M NEVER GONNA WASH IT EVER AGAIN!

b) Go to the most undiscovered places of the world at anytime with anyone I choose to.

c) Write a name across the sky, in a huge cornfield (and make people think it's crop circles made by aliens with a huge crush on you oooooh ~) .. etc. My imagination decides.

d) All of the above and anything my crazy mind comes up with. I'd like to do whatever I want to do.

8) Your darkest secret?

Alright ... shhh ... here comes ... I think I'm smarterer than you ... Okay! xP what else want me to say?!

9) Are you happy with your life now?

Can serve for some improvements, but good enough. I'm not complaining now. I'm far better off than real-life cases of misery that I know about.

10) What would you do if your crush asked you out?

Check if he's lying. So hard to trust these days, eh? Since I am unable to provide pictures, let me paint one in your head. My heart will stop beating, my breathing slows to a stop in collected gasps, I will look down at my feet and the floor and see the outlines of my shoes. If I'm not noticing, the ends of my jaws will curl and my eyes regain liveliness. My hands will push whatever strands of hair behind my ear.

Then a sense of euphoria, I won't stop smiling, everything accelerates from inside of me when the world comes to a stop. It would be like, our time travel sequence from musical ... spinning 5 times and ending up in a happy heap. I can feel nothing but the warmth flooding through my veins and the excitement that takes away sleep.

I can't look at you, I won't look at you. If you look closely, the look on my face will be the equivalent of the eighth wonder of the world. "yes". When you're gone, the cycle repeats with interludes of "OMG I'M THE FRIGGING LUCKIEST GIRL IN THE WHOLE WORLD AREN'T YOU JEALOUS?! WOOOOTS!" And I can't stop bouncing up and down and singing love anthems and thanking God. "Read my lips, I'm into you, I'm into you!" - Kylie Minogue Don't mind me, I'm practising narrative now in a simple way. but the essence is there.

But of course, every situation is different. Plus, I haven't made a lot of mistakes with crushes before, at least not as bad as some that I know of. My crush better like every part of me, for I have a reason for everything.

11) Describe your other half

Wanna know? My other half is ... ME! I'm beautiful! I'm beautiful! I'm beautiful it's true!!!! - goes off tune -

12) What will you do when you fall in love with your best guy/girl friend?

Let things fall together. I'd know what to do, even if I don't, something will happen and we'll follow what is written on history-to-be-made.

13) What feeling do you hate the most?

Can't decide ... the negative ones that I'm unable to control. Yeah, that's it, when I'm unable to control myself or the things I want to control.

14) What's the best day you ever had.

I had many of them, in different days, so I can't decide. x) Life's a buffet with a lot of classy confectioneries to choose from at the dessert platter. For one: to feel something wonderful never felt before, possible never by people you know. Isn't that the case for everyone of them? For something special to happen?

15) The most important thing in Life

Love. It is the power that is the driving force behind everything. God, family, friends, values, etc. we find them important because love makes us feel that way and thus it creates the spur for the us puny humans to be able to do things beyond our imagination.

16) Who do you hope to always be there for you?

Isn't it obvious? Everything I mentioned above.

17) Do you find life meaningless?

Read this blog, there are times when I have, times where I haven't. Since I'm in a positive mood now, I shall keep my words for a memory. We all have a part to play, which is why God gave us a role in someone or our lives. He didn't give us noseholes to breathe for nothing, so we gotta put His gifts to use, means if He has something in stall for us, life will always have a meaning, no matter how hopeless it gets. Otherwise, we wouldn't even be born. Nobody is ever a mistake to begin with.

Even my pathetic uncle, he sucks, but his sole reason for living is probably to be a comfort to my grandad that there's been a male heir to ensure continuity in the family line (yeah he's the old China kind). Therefore, in this twisted manner, his life wasn't completely meaningless, though it gave my grandpa headaches, which I feel he should be waiting for karma to bite his ass in ... maybe a few years time?

18) Who do you love the most?

I LOVE YOU MY DEAR READER! MUACKS! COME ON BABY, KISSES! oh my, look what hanging out with the same group of people day after day does to you.

19) Craziest thing (s) you ever did?

I did so many of them, you'll die hearing everything. So, I'm just gonna tell you one or two.

My patience stretched beyond me. That's one. One way in which this was displayed: to look for something in Chameleon, I poured out every box in the whole shelf into a basket to look for that something. Didn't find it, but found something close. Spent 2 hours and my neck and eyes hurt a lot. Bought it. Then, the person I gave that something to lost in a matter of minutes. Wait, there's more. I was okay with it and didn't freak out, though the person was super apologetic.

20) What's your greatest wish?

So many .. Personally to do well for O's single digit! Improve myself as a artist eg. by rocking the musical. Improve myself as a person and make everyone's lives better and to be able to reach out to people far less lucky than I.

21) Sweetest thing you ever did for someone?

By being me. Serious! It's the fact that i'm me that i could do it, and it came from the heart okay! I did lots of sweet stuff for people, so here's one: I cried along with a loved one who cried, because I couldn't stand the person so upset.

Instructions: Remove one qn, replace with another. Pick 8 lucky souls to get them to do this quiz and tag them in their chatbox to notify them.

Replaced question: Qn 3 is BAH! It's now:

How much would you do for a stranger that you've never met before?

And qn 16. New qn!:

What do you think is the most beautiful thing in the world/you have seen?

See so much more interesting! Oh well, it came from me. I don't always play within the rules. (:

My 8 victims (I trust that you will spread it around people that we know, so don't get upset if i didn't pick you, i wanted someone else to pick you)

1) Ng Hong Wei (senior-friend)
2) Zhang Huiyi (friend-batch/classmate)
3) Anjelica Goh (sec2junior-friend)
4) Shawn Lim (sec3junior-friend)
5) Hairil Iskandar (classmate/cca-friend)
6) Jasmin Lau (cousin)
7) Alvin Chew (primaryschoolclassmate-friend)
8) Current reader staring at the screen drooling at my blog. (randomperson)

It's pretty obvious that all 8 represent some kind of category in life, some sequence. So that's how to get it all spread out like butter. Watch for my tags!

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I CAN'T BELIEVE IT.

I WAS ONE WHO SURVIVED AND LIVED TO TELL THE HORRIBLE TALE. DRAMA-DRAMA~

I ORGANISED MY ENTIRE SEC-3 STUFF

OKOK, fine. but u should've seen the mountains (read: not mountain. plural;MOUNTAINS! montanas!)

in fact, the table was too small fer me lay out my stuff. soooo, them papers were all over the floor. i took a few hours only to ...

1.lay everything out (the papers were chucked everywhere)

2.finish organising a'maths and SS and EH.

yep. that's it. and worse still, I'M NOT DONE YET!!!

sian, i still gotta finish it. grrr, when will this nightmare ever end? my mum's been nagging at me to organise, fer about 2 weeks? and when i finally decided to do it ... haiiiii.

anyways, i'm gonna hit AMKhub, JP and Raffles with sharon and stephanie tomorrow in a black tank and blue 3/4s! YEAHH! that's positive. more neoprints, phone calls, soup from Raffles wherever, Japanese crepes Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!!

how the hell am i supposed to finish organising, and actually start studying. again. btw, my bro fell on his front cuz he slipped on the plastic i used to do organising. OWCH. then he ran back into his rm and cried. i feel guilty. WOW i have a soul. lol. but it really hurts to fall on your entire front. whatever annoyance i had of him before was kinda sent on a guilt trip, cuz before that he was doing some annnoying stuff and disturbing me.

well, yesterday was rather exciting. the family gathering rocked! woohoo. even though i didn't swim, but i was duly entertained. by who else but my baby cousin shawn and his new warren-resident buddy, james. yep

JAMES; 3 YRS 6 MTHS SHAWN; 3 YRS 4 MTHS

the difference in height is amazing. what 2 months can do to a toddler's height. anyways, shawn has learnt how to diao people. HONEST! he totally rolled his baby eyes at me. i swear. he learnt how to"scare'people, like telling me i'm gonna be eaten by a lion if i go to his uncle's house. like i;m scared. anyways, jasmin told me it'd happened to her too, ever since he narrated his nightmare. annnnnnd .. he learnt how to threaten james. wow. i wonder if he was annoyed cuz james was copying him.

i.e "later the magic guy (i think david copperfield) come and give u cup of water ... then cup dunno go where and water all over your head."

in a babyish talk of course .. ah, his vocab is expanding. and james has the disgusting, unhygenic habit of stuffing his hands into his shoes and running around barefoot. unwittingly, i swear, i shook his hand. -.- GROSS

shawn now knows how to pull a face and stick his tongue out at u. charrrrming, i think he learnt that from me.

THIS FASHION's got some great fashions that are cheap! woots, i MUST MUST MUST have the pink minnie mouse dress-like top, and tights, plus the mini and the pink-orange colour top. sadly, there's no way my mum let me buy or sponsor. i hope it's not out of stock, even though i think it mostly likely is.. coveted.

hmm, other than the yummy beef ball noooodles and slightly strange vitagen collagen rose, lavender and lactobascillus(YEAH! I SPELT IT. izzt right?) borrowed these .. well i'm starting to feel stupid from the lack of literary works. seeing cheryl and dorisa devour stephen king novels, which i do not have the patience to read a book that is as thick as my phy or chem textbk, much less the entire series, i'm having a nagging feeling to go read or my english shall remain stagnant, carn find the patience to leaf thru the sch library lah. kinda scared it'd get stuck at sec 2. lol, sec 2 wasn;t much progress. thank god i found the patience to look thru da dictionary n force myself to rmb words.

sooo...

1. teenage advisory: total trivia and everything you need to know --- FINISHED

2. first girl
3. worlds apart

4. propaganda in war and peace --- one more chappie

heh heh, my relatives impressed when i read propaganda. bleah, quite informative actually. plus teenage advisory tells u fun stuff. gotta go return my sch library horrible histories.

plus, whatever happened ytd kinda proved that i'm not a wearer of heels. i tried bringing my bro to tuition, in a feat that i'd thought i'd never do. wear heels outside the house for a short distance. now i seriously wonder how models walk in those killers. i slipped and the right side of my right foot was covered with the pavement print.

so yeah... updates on my holiday plans and tomorrow... tomorrow! lame.

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