This Dream...

2009-05-02T00:38:00.004+08:00

Inevitably, this blog has finally been consumed by the dark abyss known as Ignorance.

I'm cutting my losses and pulling out of this wreckage, and what this means for all my 'friends' out there is this:

So Long, And Thanks For All The Fish.

This blog is officially declared dead. D.N.R.

2009-04-23T10:05:00.002+08:00

Yesterday was the strangest thing.

There I was, happily watching TV, and then, totally out of the blue, my nose started bleeding.

What the hell?

I'm almost 15 years old and I'm still having nosebleeds?

I haven't had one since primary school!

So weird...

2009-04-18T15:40:00.001+08:00

Can you believe it? I slept 12 hours today.

Man I must have been tired.

2009-04-11T16:37:00.002+08:00

I'm at my mom's lab now, doing my homework and catching up on my reading. I can never bring myself to study at home, too many distractions, but I need a familiar place to study in, so I decided to go to my mom's lab.

It's raining pretty heavily right now, and the tree outside the 2nd floor (I go there to read. The couches are mucho comfortable) window was really bending under the force of the wind. It was quite nice actually, because I was in the safety of the couch.

I think I've been here for 5 hours. I was doing my Chemistry worksheets (Damn they are difficult) for the majority of the time. I've just realised I don't have my Sec 4 Geography textbook so I can't do my Geog assignment, which sucks 'cos I think Mr Chung really dislikes me already and any late submission of homework could compromise this already tense situation. But really, I can't help talking--his lessons tend to get really boring near the end. Ah well, no amount of dislike will ever persuade me to suck up to him.

Too bad for him.

Anyways its not like I'm completely retarded at Geog. When I study for it I can do really well if I wanted to, and besides, everything is in the textbook so I really don't need a teacher.

E Maths test is on Monday (so hold your breath), but I'm becoming very complacent about it. I mean, its just Trigo, which is shit easy, so how hard can it be right? I can't get too complacent though, or it'll be a repeat of the CTs.

Man its getting late. Amazingly all I've had to eat today (since breakfast BTW) are two small packs of peanuts (I have to munch on something when I'm reading, even if it distracts me), a can of H-Two-O, a small pack of Famous Amos (Anus) and some tapioca chips. I'm not the least bit hungry.

Its getting late though, but my mom is nowhere in sight, so I can't go home yet. Urgh, why does she never bring her phone with her? She said 4 hours, didn't she, and now its reaching 5 hours 30 mins!

Well, patience is a virtue (one that has always been lacking in my family).

Oh, and just to end off, I cut my hair! It's uber short now and it looks soooo much better. I just hope it doesn't get too poofy in the humidity.

2009-04-09T21:05:00.002+08:00

This place never really worked for me.
I really don't fit in, not with many people. On the surface, maybe, but then again, I never reveal too much. As I've said, I don't like people.

So tonight I was staring at the night sky, and because of the sky glow, I could make out the layer of clouds in the sky. And it just so happened that if I tilted my head high enough, I could block out most of the houses opposite the road but still include the tips of the wispy trees that line my road.

Then, do you know what I caught myself doing?

I caught myself imagining I wasn't in Singapore anymore, just some other place. Any place.

This gnawing feeling has grown significantly since my secondary one days. Then it was just a hint of a feeling, more like a passing fancy, but apparently puberty does more than just changing the superficial.

But I need to be careful--to much and I might explode. I don't want that to happen, now do I? Still I can't help but wonder what if...

I guess all I have left is my infinite imagination. Let's just hope that well doesn't run dry, then I be facing quite a predicament.

2009-04-03T20:08:00.002+08:00

I really feel like I'm suffocating.

School is fine, I'm doing pretty well (71% is good enough, L1R5 of 12 is alright I guess), but exams are never very important to me. That is why I don't study as much as I should (as much as C2 does).

I need to breathe!

It has nothing to do with stress. I never understood how people can stay up so late to do their homework when I can't even get pass 9pm without having nothing to do. Things are being done, no doubt, but something must be wrong, or else I wouldn't have so much time.

Ah, but the time! Its all wasted I tell you, studying or not.

I need to get out of here.

This stupid incarceration is killing me.

How the bloody hell do people get through their day? God, don't they feel inadequate? Useless? People who study so hard are wasting their time.

But what can I do about it?

Drop-out of school?

That's Unheard Of!

Mother will disapprove. tsk.tsk.tsk.

I was never made to be imprisoned.

TO CONFORM.

2009-03-30T19:42:00.003+08:00

I've just finished reading 'The Sea-Wolf' and let me tell you, it is amazing. It's this really cool adventure story set in this really big sail ship, the kind that existed really really long ago, called the Ghost.
What's amazing about it are the characters. Wolf Larsen, the notorious captain, is this really mean, ruthless brute, who believes in Darwin's survival of the fittest. He refers to life as the crawling movements of yeast and doesn't believe in anything moral. Not that he's immoral, just that he is unmoral.
Then there is Humphrey (strangely similar to the Humphrey in Gossip Girl, BTW), who is this impeccable, well-brought up gentlemen who, due to his own misfortune, gets trapped on the ship to work as a cabin boy. He believes in everything moral, of civilisation and such, you know, all those iffy, fluffy stuffs.
Then, as you see the characters evolve, harden if you will, the ship picks up a lady by the name of Maud (weird name, I know), and wouldn't ya know it, romance blossoms.
Now this isn't the stuffy, draggy romance of the Jane Austen persuasion, rather, its really cheeky and flirty and shy and all, filled with furtive glances (ah that twinkle in your eye), and flirtatious words and thoughts, and the ending is the most cheekiest of things.
It's like one of those adventure movies you watch on TV, which is so hard to believe because this book was written by Jack London like eons ago.
I LOVED the ending, it was really cute.

Oh, and I happened to have finished watching 'The Reader'. It's a strange movie, apparently its like rated and all, but I didn't know...
Anyways, if you want to watch it and you are as young as me, pray, skip the first part of the movie. I wouldn't say it is suitable for children.
Actually, I like the later parts a lot better than the beginning, even though they put 'old-lady' make-up on Kate Winslet so she doesn't look as pretty as she does in real life.
It's quite sad actually, poignant.

I'd recommend it if you fancy these sort of movies.

Now, I think I'll watch 'Milk'. It's Sean Penn you know (brilliant, brilliant actor), and it's about gay rights. Hmm, should be immensely interesting. Apparently, in the end, you actually start rooting for Franco and Penn, even when they are kissing and all (Eww?).

Well, time to go, see you in about a week or more.

2009-03-22T11:09:00.002+08:00

My blog is dying...

Anyways, I will never watch streaming videos again, not after what happened to my tablet. Halfway through my video this stupid pop-up appeared that said my files had all been encrypted and I had to buy this guys decrypter if I ever wanted to see them all again. And sure enough, I can't open any of the files on my computer.

Like what the fuck man?

Grr, hopefully the TAs can solve this, or else I'm gonna lose all the files on my computer.

Just my luck, you know?

2009-03-19T12:33:00.001+08:00

Lush spruce trees lined the winding footpath into the forest, as if beckoning strangers to follow. They seemed to flourish with an unrestrained vivacity that granted them unrivaled majesty. The pale morning sunlight broke through the leaves and shone with a dazzling radiance onto the mossy forest floor. Each ray resembled a stage spotlight, basking me in glorious light, making me feel as if I was the center of the world with all Nature worshiping me. Shimmery droplets of liquid crystal adorned every blade of grass and seemed to be skewered into every needle-like protrusion that was a spruce leaf. They looked delicious enough to eat. The ground was soft underfoot after soaking up the morning dew, so much that I could not even hear my own footsteps as they caressed the earth. The earthly tranquility, coupled with the magnificent scenery, brought a wave of peace and euphoria to me. I was compelled to reconnoiter every infinitesimal detail of the place, just so I could embed this wondrous and miraculous scene into my memory. I did not want to forget the indescribable beauty of the trees, the sunlight, the serenity, and the emotions they surfaced that besieged my heart. This place was absolutely heavenly.

I was bored.

2009-03-14T10:10:00.005+08:00

Yesterday was so stupid.

Talk about lousy judges. Everything they said in their criteria was so obviously leaning towards our side, and yet we didn't win.

The Prop refused to accept Iran as an example, and thus had absolutely NO evidence to substantiate their case. Iran is the ONLY country in the world to have legalized organ sale. The only statistic they mentioned was about blood donation, which has no relation to the motion--the motion was about ORGAN sale.

Also, their entire policy relied solely on the government and the hope that the economy will be stable. Are they clairvoyant or something? How the hell would you ever know if your economy will not flounder in the long run? The govt. will ensure everyone has a health check-up, the govt. will subsidize everything for the poor, the govt. will see the seller through every step of the way. The govt. is going to hold your hand while you make the worst decision of your life.

But what if the govt. fails?

Their rebuttal: the people will just re-elect another one.

WTF?

Talk about assertions! If there every was a govt. like that, then I'm migrating to that country without a moment's doubt.

We we so pissed and like dumbfounded with the judges' decision that we didn't even bother to ask for their opinions. The judge was 17 years old, that means he only has 2 more years of experience as compared to us, so what's there to listen to?

Both Mr M. and our coach agreed that it was a stupid call, and frankly, we all agree. We aren't sad or anything. We are in a mixture of anger and indifference and contentment. We did friggin' well, OK, everyone saw that, so actually, we did win.

YOU KNOW WHAT, I TELL YOU WE WON. WE BEAT THEIR ASSES.

2009-03-12T19:41:00.001+08:00

I'm going to Unity Sec for JGs debate competition tommorow, ain't that cool?

Perhaps I'll see some old friends, my fellow unitians...

2009-03-04T20:48:00.001+08:00

This is the last stretch.

Only two more left to go.

Then...

Celebration!

I'm so exhausted now.

2009-02-22T15:12:00.002+08:00

Tuscany is so picturesque. Rolling hills, stone walls, rustic houses... I could really just breathe it all in.

I wish there was still some mystery left in the world. Something untouched, blossoming in forbidden light. But the world is shrinking, some parts dying. I'm wasting my time here, doing nothing, going to school, living in concrete walls built by machines. Its just not real.

I wish I could be like Thoreau, or Jack London. You know, just be inspired by life in its most basic form. Be like Chris McCandless and live in Alaska. Something like that, instead of 'living' here in Singapore. It really makes no sense.

Think about it. My main goal now is to do well in the 'O' levels. After that, its the 'A' levels. Let's just say I did amazingly well in both of them, then what? I go to college, so when I'm in, say, my mid twenties, I'll be out of school for good. Then I'll go and get a job in Journalism, and then for the rest of my life, that's what I'm going to do. I'll work for the rest of my life, paying bills and buying stuff, and then I'll retire. I'll be all old and wrinkly and frail, and I'll be doing lame stuff like traveling around the world, never once stepping out of the tour bus. I'll take my final breath in a hospital, lying on a mattress with a beeping sound in the background. And then that's it. The end.

Not very enticing. But what can I do about it?

Just riding the river of society, always traveling with the current, until I reach the waterfall and then there is nothing I can do to stop my boat.

I'm caged.

Help. Help. Help.

Let me out.

2009-02-22T15:05:00.002+08:00

Did you know?

Rain is so beautiful.

As high as the moon, so high were my spirits, when you sang out my name.

2009-02-20T22:23:00.000+08:00

3 lousy points.

That's all it takes.

2009-02-18T21:05:00.001+08:00

The world isn't going to stay the same for long.
But how long must I wait til society lets me enjoy it?

FRICK YOU, YO.

2009-02-15T17:10:00.002+08:00

These few days have been hard.
Painful.

Why?

My stupid headache.

I just woke up one day and felt just extremely dizzy. The dizziness evolved into headache that lasted the entire day, and I had to endure lessons with that disgusting pain in my head. I went home and waited 50 min to see the doctor, who told me to drink more water and sleep more. She gave me a muscle relaxant (for a headache? Hmmm...) and I took a nap to let the medicine kick in. Then I went to study geography.
The next day, it was a little better, but towards the end of the day, the prodigal headache returned. I had to skip CCA and went back home to sleep for like 2 hours.
It's the weekends now, but the headache is still lingering. I can't really focus when I'm studying, which is horrible. I can't even read.
I'm praying that its just because of the weather or something, and that it will go away on Monday, or else school is gonna be torture.
Oh, and apparently, I got this from my mother's side of the family. Figures. She gave me asthma too, you know. Ah, well.

Down to the wire, I wanted water but I'll walk through the fire, if that is what it takes to take me even higher, then I come through like I do when the world keeps testing me, testing me, testing me...

2009-02-08T15:22:00.003+08:00

Why the hell is the blame going to me?
All the information was provided. All my terms were stated. All the requirements were plainly given.
But no one listened. Still I bore with it, but when it comes to the point where the blame is going to ME, that's it.
My fault? What, for listening and accepting it with all my good will? Not complaining? Pushing things back so that they were in your favour? Then I delayed everything so you would have more time, but I compromised everything, now I don't have enough time.
And then you come and say its my fault?
That's it.
Screw you.

multitask.

2009-02-07T17:03:00.002+08:00

There are just some times. Some things.

That don't do well.

Click

Oblong.

Cluttered.

Epiphany.

Acceptance?/Denial?

Or click?

Focus...talent?

Or perseverance?

Answers, opinions, don't do well.

Gut.

Strange things happen, but always for a reason. Rain falls, washes dirt away. But some stains don't go out--they stick. They irritate. They hinder.

They hinder.

Or perhaps its just a phase.

Perhaps?

Or should I be thinking of Zhihuatanejo?

Paradise?

Delight/Sorrow.

Can I deal with this?

Its ME. Mine.

Whatever the outcome, we'll learn...

It should not affect...

Let's just get through...

Its obvious sometimes. Its not Mine.

2009-02-07T16:53:00.000+08:00

Come on baby light my fire?

2009-01-26T23:26:00.001+08:00

I love hong baos.

Now, I've got a book fund.

Awesome.

First order of business, buy William Golding and Thoreau.

After that, who knows?

2009-01-26T23:18:00.000+08:00

Ok, this is copyrighted, so don't steal my ideas, alright? Sorry Aricia, i decided to write another essay with the same topic as yours. Well, you can't stop inspiration when it comes to you. Plus I was really bored and I tend to write stories when that happens. Bear in mind I wrote this in like 2 hours.

The long way Home

It did not seem to end. The utter grandeur of it was just stunning—it took all my breath away. I stilled my beating heart and gulped in a tremendous lungful of fresh, minty air. It spiraled up towards the heavens, up and up and up… A gigantic golden corkscrew.

It was a staircase, with so many steps in it it must have taken eternity to build. Yet the craftsmanship was superb! This was not your generic, mass produced kind of thing, it was hand-made. Each step crafted with careful precision, each engraving distinct and never repeated. It must have taken considerable toil to create such a masterpiece.

Of course, when was Art ever easy?

I took my first step. The gorgeous velvet carpet cushioned my footfall, so much that it was barely a whisper. The silence remained undisturbed. My hand grasped the smooth mahogany banisters, so glossy and shiny I could have seen my reflection in them, albeit distorted. Climbing upwards, I felt weightless, carefree. I could have floated away if my feet permitted me. However, I reserved myself to dutifully climbing up the endless numbers of steps, one after another, with a persistent methodical rhythm.

Left. Right. Left. Right.

Along the way, I encountered other people, also climbing upwards. Some were so old and frail I half expected them to disintegrate before my eyes, crumbling into a pile of flowery clothes, mint candies and large magnifying spectacles. None ever did, however, and most of them seemed to possess more energy in their liver-spotted legs than I did. My tanned, muscular legs did not fail me though, and I was grateful.

There were, unfortunately, those whose legs seemed to convulse in jelly-like waves with each laboured step they took. They had the most pained expressions on their faces, one of a concoction of regret, exhaustion, and depression. They always stopped to look at me, their eyes telling a tale of jealousy, respect, and sometimes, contempt. They looked so unhappy in their tattered clothes and unshaven faces, as if they were trapped in their own weak bodies, in a tomb for all eternity. After climbing higher some more, I saw that most of these people had already given up. They lay in groups, huddled together for warmth, and slept in foetal shapes on the steps, utterly resigned to their fate. I wondered what would happen if someone were to accidentally push them down. Would they tumble downwards forever? Fall into a dark pit that awaited them in the bottom? Or perhaps they would just have to get up and climb their way upwards again. Whatever the case, I could tell they did not want to find out—they clutched onto the railings with vice-like strength. To them, being trapped forever in the staircase, no chance of going up, yet no desire to go down, was in itself, Hell.

Then there were the people who seemed to leap up the stairs, bounding their way effortlessly upwards. Along my entire journey, I only met a handful of these people. They were so beautifully precious, so pure and clean and smiling. They grinned at everybody they passed, but theirs was not a grin of the high and mighty condescending upon the unfortunate—theirs was a grin of such euphoria it seemed to inspire you. At times, they seemed to fly, glide, and soar upwards with invisible wings. In fact, they looked so angelic I thought they deserved a pair of white feathery wings.

Finally, there were the people like me, not so weak yet not so strong, but still able to manage. Yet while we were average, we were by no means plain. People from all walks of live contributed to our numbers. Some were so tall they did not seem to need stairs to reach the top, yet others were so small the height of a single step seemed to constitute half of their legs. Some were fair-skinned, others considerably darker. Some young, some older; some large, some skinny… The differences between us were so vast, but we all had one thing in common: we were all making our way up the stairway to Heaven.

Then, out in the distance, I could make out a bright, dazzling shape looming into sight. A colossal gate stood at the end of the staircase. It was encrusted with a variety of precious jewels, from sapphires to rubies to emeralds. The prettiest, however, were the diamonds. They were so huge they seemed to be bigger than my entire face! They shimmered in the orange light, beckoning me closer and closer. In a trance-like mentality, I marched my way towards the Golden Gates, my heart so filled with content I never felt more alive.

But then something very strange happened. The perfect illusion of it all dissipated like the morning mist in the afternoon. I noticed all the people that were not there, all the people that had not had the chance to climb the staircase yet, all the people that never made it up… This was not Home, this was a magnificent sanctuary of Salvation, of light and happiness, but this was not home.

It was merely a reward for all our goodness in life, our compensation for all that we had done. It had no resemblance to life—it was not supposed to. It was not home. It did not possess the warmth brought on by family. It instilled no sense of protection (there is no need for protection in Heaven), and because of that, no sense of unity. Family is someone who cares for you, who worries about you, but with no need to fret about life, family ceases to exist.

Home was back down the staircase, back down in Life.

I stopped dead in my tracks, deliberated my decision, and finally made up my mind. With complete conviction, I turned around and faced the throngs of people that had only just made it up. They stared at me with curiosity. They did not understand what I was doing. Perhaps to some degree, neither did I.

I took one last look at the gates, lifted an unusually heavy foot, and walked towards the staircase. People parted to give way to me. The immensely grand staircase extended downwards. With one single step, my long journey home began.

Because the thing was, I chose Life.

2009-01-17T13:07:00.001+08:00

You know how I was always bugging that I wasn't really participating in LD?

Well, forget what I said.

LD is really starting to pick up for me.

And not just for debate.

2009-01-02T18:00:00.002+08:00

Why is it I always seem to be short of money?

And why is it there are always so many good books to buy? Every time I go to Borders, there is just so much I want to buy, and so much I can't afford.

1. Wally Lamb's new hardcover book = $35
2. Stephen King's new hardcover book = $35
3. Douglas Adams' Hitchhikers guide series = $17 each
Selected Classics (Jack London, H.G. Wells, etc.) = $17-$20 each
W. H. Auden Poems = $50

Right now, I have about $26 , excluding the really thoughtful present that Cleo gave me (a Borders gift card worth $11), I save $17 a week, so next week I shall have $43. I shall borrow $50 from my mom, thus bringing grand total to $104. This means I will be able to afford 3-4 books, depending on the price. I HAVE to get Wally Lamb's book, so with a little give and take, I should be able to maximize my spending money. Still, I'll be in debt for a long time. Probably a month.

Chinese New Year couldn't come any sooner. I need that $180!

If anyone wants to donate to my book fund, I just want to let them know it would be greatly appreciated.

2009-01-01T00:00:00.001+08:00

Its a new year. Awesome.

2008-12-31T17:42:00.002+08:00

You know what really bums me out? How there are no quiet places at all near my house.

See, I was just cycling around to find a nice, quiet place where I could read my book, maybe play my harmonica, but after roaming round and round, I realized there are none.

I though maybe near the canal, but since they are doing some public works up there, it's closed off. Plus there isn't a place for me to sit there, and no shelter as well.

Then I though, since I'm in a dense residential area, perhaps the void decks would harbor some good places. But no, everywhere was occupied. There was at least one person every 10 m or so.

So there I was, at the road junction, with four very different choices in front of me, and I couldn't figure out which direction would be best! I knew more or less where the roads led, but they were all bad.

There isn't a single good place to read near my house, and I'm certainly not going anywhere too far on my bike.

Now, I find that so disappointing

Singapore is just too small for a person like me.

There is nowhere to go, nowhere interesting, nowhere I haven't all see before. It's just the same shit, different place.

God, I need to get out of here. It's really killing me.

I wish I could grow up faster.

2008-12-29T20:12:00.002+08:00

The weirdest thing happened tonight.

My mom came home today saying she had something special, and asked if we wanted it or not. Naturally, we were clueless, so we rushed down to see what it was.

My mom brought home 2 digital cameras, and told us she had another one in blue. Of course, they were only 7.1 megapixels, and were AA battery operated, no charger, and only had a 32 mb memory card, but they were cameras nonetheless. Canon Powershot A470, one in red, the other in silver. So, she gave one to me, the other to my sis. It's not everyday you mom gives you a camera for no good reason, even one that's not so good.

Apparently, her company got them as free gifts (buy 3 antibodies, get one free), so she, well to put it nicely, took a few.

My mom has an interesting job, I must say.

2008-12-27T13:47:00.001+08:00

Does anyone know where to buy a harmonica?

I lost the one I got from China, damn it.

I think it was because of the move.

So, Harmonica, anyone?

2008-12-26T23:38:00.004+08:00

WE MADE IT THROUGH TO SMP! WE GOT OUR NO.1 CHOICE!

WE MADE IT THROUGH, WE MADE IT THROUGH, WE MADE IT THROUGH, WE MADE IT THROUGH, WE MADE IT THROUGH, WE MADE IT THROUGH, WE MADE IT THROUGH, WE MADE IT THROUGH!

However, my sis's team didn't get through, even though she chose the same projects as her no.1 as we did, and she's in a better school. I think it's because one of her teammates quit so she only has one other teammate. Sad actually, but I still hope she manages to get through, even though the 2 remaining projects are kinda lame. All the best to her man.

SUPERCAVITATION TECHNOLOGY IS AWESOME!

2008-12-25T12:19:00.004+08:00

It's Christmas, yo!

2008-12-24T00:02:00.005+08:00

I'm so sick of Singapore! It's like, could you please point me in the direction of a less conservative, less developed concrete jungle? All this talk of Singapore being a 'Garden City' is just bullshit: the only trees I see are the ones that line the roads. Other than that, there does't seem to be any 'garden' with the exception of Singapore Botanical Gardens, and that one isn't even natural. There is nowhere you can just sit down by a nice big tree and read. Ever heard of climbing trees? Nope, not in Singapore. Its making me so sick, that the only natural scenery I get to see isn't even real: it's planted by the government. With all the trees Singapore boasts of having, never once have I actually been able to brush my fingers against the rough feel of tree bark. Never once.

It's not as if I find happiness in buying stuff: the only things I am willing to spend all my money on are books, and Singapore doesn't really have the widest selection. Popular is a sorry excuse for a bookstore, I can look at every shelf (which is usually just one) and still I won't be able to find a notable author with an interesting book. The only books I find there are Jodi Picoult, James Patterson and Cecelia Ahern. And the classical section is just horrendous. Puffin should really make books with better covers. They never have Hemingway, or Thoreau, and sometimes even Jack London! I mean really? How can you not have 'Call of the Wild'? The only good bookstore in Singapore is Borders, and that one is all the way in Orchard, I hardly have the time to go there. At least there I can roam the bookshelves for hours, and still be spoiled for choice. At least there I can pick out great authors, and not be afraid to spend money on their books even if I've never heard of them. At least there I can find poems from W.H. Auden (though the book costs like $50 and there is only one banged up copy) even if it's too heavy to carry back home. Popular really sucks.

I watched 'Twilight' last Saturday. It wasn't half bad, but that was only because it was Kristin Steward, who is a great actress and has really awesome buck teeth. Her character however, wasn't so perfect. I still don't get why she wants Edward so damn much, its like she dies if she can't have him. I really don't know why she has to depend on him so much, it wasn't as if he did anything that romantic or to die for. I hardly even saw his affection toward her. She's just too needy, and I hate girls like that. I mean, come one, I'M the feminist here. Girls rule, boys drool! But still, the scenery was great, I never knew places like that even existed now, and those towering trees were really awesome. When Bella and Edward were on top of them, I wondered how and where they attached the safety ropes to. I can't even imagine stunt doubles doing the stuff they did, those trees were enormous! Maybe four, five stories high, probably a lot higher. How am I supposed to know when the trees are only 2 stories high here in Singapore? I wonder if they were redwoods. God, what I'd give to be able to climb a redwood! I've always loved redwoods. To me, trees are only beautiful if they are extremely thick and tall. They have to be ancient to catch my eye.

Christmas is coming, and right after that, SMP results are out. If we don't get in, then it's over. Gone. Finito. Damn, the anticipation is killing me! Please let us be accepted! There can't just be ONE CGS team, not this year!

2008-12-16T21:38:00.002+08:00

IT CAME! IT'S HERE!

THE FIRST EDITION OF WALLY LAMB'S 'SHE'S COME UNDONE', PUBLISHED IN AUGUST 1992, HARDCOVER, ARRIVED THROUGH THE MAIL TODAY!

IT IS AWESOME. IT'S IN NEAR PERFECT CONDITION, EVEN THE PAGES ARE CLEAN AND BRIGHT.

IT IS EVERYTHING I WANTED FOR CHRISTMAS.

I CAN'T WAIT TO READ IT.

:)

2008-12-16T13:54:00.002+08:00

Wow, I had a really frightening dream the other night, and I realise all my nightmares usually involve the same monsters: dinosaurs. Urgh.
I friggin dreamed that the dinosaurs were coming to eat me, and I was stuck in this floor of some building, and there were cameras at every room, even the stairwell, so no matter where I hid, where I ran, they knew where I was. Then there were these people there with me, I can't remember their faces and one of them suggested we overturn the couches and hide underneath them. So we turned the camera away from us, overturned all the couches so they won't know which one we hid under, and then we just crawled under them, closed our eyes, kept absolutely quiet, and just waited. Hoping that we would survive.
Of all the dreams I could have had...

Christmas is around the corner, which means my book is arriving soon! I can't wait man! If it's anything like 'I Know This Much Is True', its gotta be awesome. His characters are just so real, the plot so human, the emotions so genuine, I just can't understand how anyone could settle for Meg Cabot or Stephenie Meyer or all that stupid fantasy crap when there are authors like Wally Lamb, Joshua Ferris, Khaled Hosseini, Stephen King, Douglas Adams and Oscar Wilde out there! It just doesn't make sense! I can understand if you want a light read, a funny one, but Douglas Adams and Joshua Ferris all fit that description so perfectly! I hate people like that, 'specially since they're old enough to be reading good books. I mean, if you don't read the good ones, might as well not read at all! How can you settle for such poor quality?

This applies for movies as well. Especially that HSM crap. I get it, its a teen flick, but that is the exact reason why you shouldn't watch it! It's immature, unrealistic, disgustingly lame, the speech sucks, the acting sucks, I hate the choreography (but I'll admit, at least they can dance it), and the only thing remotely commercially profitable about it is the singing, and the fact that all the actors and actresses fit the perfect image of 'hot' (of which I do not approve of). Everything about it has been altered to fit the condescending image of children, who are too young to understand the concept of REALITY. It is just insulting. There are so many better movies out there, more humourous, more entertaining, more thrilling, that I just can't understand why anyone would pay to suffer through 90 mins of that crap.

If anyone wants a good read, or a good watch, I'd be more than happy to direct them. Even if they want kiddy books or movies, I have a couple up my sleeve.

It's time for a change people, we're going to be Sec 3 next year. It's about time we start growing up.

2008-12-05T17:50:00.003+08:00

Been pretty much stoning the past few days. With SMP project submissions, Musical Evening, and ELDDS over, I haven't really had much to do.
Let's see, today, I cycled to NTUC to buy potatoes, and then I made some baked potatoes, and ate them while I watched Cast Away. After that I watched TV for about 2 hours, and surfed the net for maybe half an hour. Now I'm blogging. Later, I'm gonna eat dinner and read my book, or vice versa. Finally I'm gonna watch some more TV (Survivor) and then hit the sack at maybe 1 or 2 am.

God, it's depressing.

I can't buy any new books 'cos I'm saving up for my Christmas Present, I don't go to the library any more since I have more than enough books to read, and every time I read for more than half and hour, I get a killer headache, which means I will have no choice but to sleep it off. But I really wanna finish my book (it's awesome), yet it is taking so damn long to do so. I've got maybe 200 more pages to go, seeing as the book is 900 pages long, but amazing small because of the hellishly thin pages.

I can't believe all I'm doing in the holidays is read.

But then, it's a good book.

Argh, I'm so impossible!

Anyone wanna hang out sometime? Must be cheap though, you know me.

2008-12-02T21:27:00.003+08:00

Tonight wasn't good at all.

I mean, DAMN IT!

I sent my ma a link to the website for the online ordering of the book I wanted. She asked my father to help order the thing, which was fine with me. Then he goes and says, the book cost $11, and I was like, what? How is that even possible? It was a first edition hardcover printed in 1992, it was supposed to have cost $40! I friggin gave them the link, for god's sake. I searched the web for hours trying to find the cheapest, but most reliable website, made sure the book was really first edition, emailed them the goddamn link to the website, already at the page where you're supposed to order, even going so far as to offer some of my money to subsidise the price, and then they come and tell me they bought an $11 one, published like so recently, one that I could have bought by myself. All I had to do was take a bus to Lot 1, go up to the 4th floor, and buy a version that was probably cheaper, and then come back home. I wouldn't even take half an hour. Why would I ask them to buy me a $11 dollar book when all I had to do was save up for a week and buy it myself?! Even though I'm so low on cash right now, I can still afford $11 for bloody sake!

And then my father gets all pissed, like he always is when he's wrong and someone confirms it to his face (or his back actually, I couldn't even bear to look at his stupidity), and then proclaims that Christmas is a waste of time and money. So now, I have to fork out $40 for MY OWN Christmas present, and even when I told him that I'll bloody pay for it my own friggin self if he can't contribute $40 lousy dollars, and all I needed was for him to help me order it and then I'll GIVE him the damned money, he still has the nerve to complain about how expensive and irrelavent presents are? God, what in the hell is wrong with some people?

He bloody hell went and ruined Christmas for me. Ugh, whatever happened to the kindness of humans and the spirit of giving? Probably died when the stupid concept of currency came along.

Stupid pig.

Men are idiots, 'specially the more capable ones. And don't you ever forget that.

Ugh!

2008-12-01T13:37:00.002+08:00

You can't believe how disappointed I am. It's like, does anyone even know what's going on?
You try and try so goddamn hard, try to be honest, mature, (awesome), but it's the people who are fake and immature, all hyper and blabbing with logorrhea and what-not kind of nonsense, that ultimately get noticed. Seems like no one respects intelligence, or actual talent. What has the bloody world become? This is depressing.
God, some people are just blind, you know? Just stupid.

Anyways, just watched 'The Mist' a while ago. Should not have watched it in the morning. The ending was just crazy, but even though its a Stephen King novella, I'm just totally bummed out. I need a break from horror, something more realistic, you know. And I think Wally Lamb's the way to go. He's quickly climbing up the charts, though he'll never replace King, but maybe Nicholas Sparks. And it just so happens that the book of his that I'm reading, 'I know this much is true', is about TWINS. Of course they're dudes and one of them's a schizo, but it's just a breath of fresh air, you know, the reality of it. No aliens, haunted houses, monsters, serial killers, but it does have an insanely devout Christian who thinks he's God's warrior, and an ancient Indian burial ground. The latter isn't really important though, just that one of the characters was raped and killed there. But as horrific as it sounds, I absolutely love it! I mean, Wally Lamb was the author of the most successful book in Oprah's Book Club, and that it really something. And that book is 'She's Come Undone'. So now you see why I want it so badly.

I can't wait for Christmas. Please don't disappoint me!

2008-11-30T01:00:00.003+08:00

I WANT THE FIRST EDITION AUTOGRAPHED COPY OF WALLY LAMB'S "SHE'S COME UNDONE"!
IT COSTS $70, INCLUSIVE OF SHIPPING CHARGE.
CHRISTMAS PREZ ANYONE?
PRETTY PLEASE WITH SWEET PROCESSED CHERRIES ON TOP?

COME ON DUDES.

WHERE'S THE CHRISTMAS SPIRIT?

GIVE A LITTLE BIT? HUMMM.....? *PREEN*

2008-11-24T14:29:00.003+08:00

The Popular Bookfest was a godsend, I must say.
The place was huge, and I wish I could have gone there again, but its last day was yesterday, so it's over now. Kudos to Jin Wei, who got me thinking about it in the first place.
Too bad I lost my watch there. But it was sorta worth it anyway. I spent over $50 there, and bought myself 5 books. Man, they were cheap. I bought a hardcover 'Lisey's Story' for like $7. There weren't many Stephen King books though, only about three, and one of them had a hideously pink cover that I didn't even want to touch. So I bought myself a couple of comedies, but only the ones from acclaimed authors. I can never buy a book from someone I have never read unless the person has really good reviews and/or won some awards. That's how I found Joshua Ferris, which was a mighty good find. Can't wait for his next novel. Also, I couldn't find any books from Oprah's Book Club, and that's such a waste. I spent like 4 hours there. You can't imagine how time flies for me when I'm choosing a book. It's not something to be taken lightly. Also, I wanted to find some collected poetry from W. H. Auden, and wandered around everywhere to find it, but it was all in vain. I found a huge book full of E. A. Poe's work, but it wasn't in very good shape. And you know how I am about my books: no creases, marks, tatters or folds. I'm a perfectionist like that. I like my books to be clean and new.
All in all, it was a Good Day.

Ah... Musical Evening.
It killed my feet, by the way, and I hate make-up. It was really exhausting, and the lights were so bright, but its cool to be under a spotlight, do not you think? Jolene says I looked pretty, but well, who knows. Can you imagine me 'pretty'? I think not. The performances were great, especially the Dance. They had really extravagant costumes, that went quite well with the movements and such.
After the long ride home, I flopped onto my couch and turned on the TV to watch Hitchhikers Guide, since my CD was screwed up and such. I reveled in British humor, reminding me of Nick Hornby and 'About a Boy'. Also, Zooey Deschannel is a great actress, one I affectionately refer to as Devil Bird Girl. Heh, I love that line from 'Failure to Launch'.

Well, that's all folks!

2008-11-17T14:29:00.003+08:00

Musical Evening this Saturday...
And the script's not done yet. There's so much work to be done, since we've only completed the structure of the script, but all the words are pretty much repeated over and over again. I mean, how many ways can you say 'wonderful'? Well, I'm sure we'll get it done in time, there really isn't that much to say.
There's rehearsal tomorrow at 7.30 am, so hopefully after seeing all the performances I can get a better idea of how the script should go.
This is going to be a long week for me, what with SMP and it's "Why are you interested with this project?", plus the fact that I scored the best in English exam so I have the responsibility of rephrasing, summarizing, and compiling every single idea Cleo and Rosemund come up with. Then there's the business of the damn script, and seeing as it took us around 2 hours just to get the structure done, I'm so terrified of the prospect of the amount of time it will take.
At least Jolene will be at the rehearsal, so there will be a friendly face in the crowd.

Footnote: I will be wearing a dress.

2008-11-15T16:38:00.002+08:00

Imagine an ancient forest, filled with towering redwoods stretching up towards the sky. A
lusciously green canopy filtering pale green light onto the undergrowth below. A quiet melody of birds serenading to the beautiful morning light, just beginning to emerge from between the gloriously flowering hills in the distance. Its light glances off the dewy petals of the field of sunflowers, and sparkles in your eye as it catches the surface of the tiny drops of sweet morning nectar. A narrow road winds through the forest, with trees so closely lining it that your can feel your way down the road simply by letting your fingers gently graze the rough bark as they guide you deeper and deeper into the virgin forest...

This is my happy place.

It is were I go to when I want to be alone. I never get lonely there. It is my favourite place in the entire world. And I can go to it anytime I want.

Perhaps you should find yours... It'll be fun. Trust me. Everyone needs a happy place.

2008-11-09T16:24:00.003+08:00

I just realised that no one gets it. No one understands.
Urgh, I'm so disappointed. I had such a high opinion of them, but I guess it was just too much too soon. Well, next year, I can have another go at it, and try to find someone that knows. I doubt I will succeed, though, because people are just different, you know? I can always try to make someone understand, but that will totally ruin the whole idea of it. Plus it won't be much fun, nor will it be natural. I'll just leave that as a last resort.
I'm so tired of it all; the constant depression, the angst, the complaining. They're really getting on my nerves. You'd think that the countless years of education would actually teach them something. I can't believe they still haven't figured it out yet. How many more arguments and fights will be enough to give them that precious epiphany?
I'm just happy that my progress was faster than theirs, probably because of all my yelling and screaming and hair-pulling. I guess it was the hardships of my life that taught me the real important things. Happiness didn't really teach me anything, only that you have to treasure it, which is kinda already given.
Only time will tell. Oh, I do hope they realize it too. It'll be so good for them.
Although I must say, the logic of it is really hippie-ish. But well, they are the only people that are always smiling and loving life, right? We should all take a leaf out of their book.
Heh, this blog entry is really cryptic, but just to clarify, this entry is not about me or my life. It is dedicated to the people who are near me, but not close, nor related. See if you can figure out who these people are. It'll be fun!
Too bad I can't be anymore straightforward. That's not the point of this entry. Its metaphorical.

Knock yourselves out.

The Merits of a Life of Solitude

2008-11-08T00:25:00.013+08:00

The Merits of a Life of Solitude
by Elaine Gao

There is a quiet happiness in solitude: it is humble, and knows not of the extravagant glamors obtained only through wild, vivacious gatherings of a multitude of people. It is gentle, only daring to give the slightest of curls to the edges of your lips. It is soft, conservative, serene, and thus only a handfew of people know how to properly appreciate it. A patron of such an emotion is reserved, choosing to create his or her own world instead of joining the present society. Thus they are usually ostricised by the majority. I think the reason for this is becaus everyone has to work their asses off to be accepted, but these few special people are the masters of their own universe.
I loved the solitary life--it was everything I could ever wish for: vast expanses of deserted land which sole purpose was to await me, their great conqueror.
This time I was in Tokyo, and not a soul was in sight. The bright signboards dazzled in the stillness of the night, changing colors every few seconds or so, trying to entice the passer-bys that didn't exist. It seemed like a strange act of desperation, that when even though no one was in sight, those expensive advertisements still lit up the streets with desire, as if enticing the streetlights in absence of people.
With bounding leaps, I skipped across the street, then grabbing a streetlight with my right hand, I danced to an imaginary tune of legendary music. Everything was quiet, and the only thing I could hear was the rushed rhythmic beating of my own heart. I smiled a modest smile (this was only supposed to be the beginning after all), and began to hum a tune that had only just came into my mind.
Hah! Could life be anymore wonderful?
Releasing my grip on the lamppost, I stretched out my arms and spun around as fast as I could. I marveled at how the cool night felt on my cheeks, refreshingly comfortable. I lifted my head and gazed upwards at the stars as they ran round and round, bejeweling the black sky. The towering skyscrapers seemed to reach out forever, endlessly stretching towards the heavens. But the thought of all those empty floors and uninhabited offices seemed to bring a sense of loneliness to me, which was very unusual.

However, I quickly pushed that out of my mind, choosing not to burden myself with such heavy thoughts. With my eyes still plastered to the stars, I begun to let myself loose with a mad twirling across the streets, so fast that I could feel tugging at the tips of my fingers.

-----

Little did Harold know, the streets of Tokyo were in fact bustling with people. It was, after all, a hell of a busy city. However, the thing with Harold was that after living so long in total and complete solitude, he began to lose his ability to see people. To him, the entire world was uninhabited--free from the constraining grips of humanity, of civilization. The whole world was his playground, and no one was there to stop him from, say, frolicking in a field of flowers. At least, no one he could see.

-----

I spun round as fast as I could, feeling the nauseating tingles of dizziness at the tip of my head. Oh, but it was so fun! I could do this forever--watching the world go round and round and round and round--
A ferocious force slammed into the side of my hips, shattering them at impact, the velocity of which sent my head flying sideways to crash into a brittle but sharp object, which was completely invisible to my eyes. I felt my head split in half, and heard a crackle of bones that was no doubt from my spine. A deafening crack was heard as my neck broke, and a broken rib was piercing into my lungs. The velocity of the impact sent me flying in the air, and for those few seconds, I felt absolutely free, like I was flying with invisible wings, completely liberated from the constrictions of my body. But then I realized I wasn't flying--I was falling, falling onto the cold, dark tarmac road that was still shimmery wet from a rainfall long ago.
As I came into contact with the ground, my face convulsed in a futile attempt to block the pain, but it was inevitable. A pang of excruciating pain rippled through my body, making it seem like my flesh was on fire. I landed on my side and dislocated my shoulder. With tremendous effort, I pushed on the ground and landed on my back. I could feel blood from my head wound trickle downwards to the black tarmac, giving it a shade of color that would have otherwise made it look more lively. Starring upwards, I implored for a human face to appear ahead of me, with hair hanging downwards, and eyebrows tweezed, eyes watering, and a pair of lips that mouthed the words "It's okay, I'm here to save you." But only the stars answered back, cold and heartless, too old and ancient to even care. The sudden unfamiliarity of something I once adored hit me hard, the last eppiphany I will ever have. Tears collected at the edges of my eyes, blurring my vision. Not that I cared, however, Because I could no longer see the stars, which came as a huge relief.
If only someone was here. Anyone. Someone I could fight on for, someone who could hold my hand. But no one appeared. I could wait no longer. If someone had appeared, at least I would try to survive, and hold on to that last glimmer of life that was quickly pulling away.

I gulped in my last breath, closed my eyes, and finally let myself go.

-----

A group of concerned people had gathered around Harold. All the ladies had their hands covering their enormous gaping mouth, but the men just stood there transfixed with horror. One man took the initiative to call for an ambulance, but it had not yet arrived. A woman had emerged from the crowd and introduced herself as a doctor. She bent down over his head, speaking fervently in Japanese, but Harold did not answer. She quickly requested some space, stretching her arms out and swinging them side to side. Immediately, a small circle was formed between Harold and the throngs of frightened people. Finally, sirens could be heard in the distance and the group of people parted to give way to the ambulance. The people who were still in their cars some distance away were immediately lured by the sirens and emerged from their vehicles, curious but fearful. The driver of the car that had hit Harold pushed his way through the crowd and emerged looking ghastly pale and sweating through his shirt. His hands were shaking and he stuttered as he spoke. He asked if the man was okay, but the doctor shook her head, replying that she did not think he would survive. At that moment, he looked so utterly petrified that he was sure he was going to have some unexpected and uncontrollabe bowel movements on the street. Thankfully, the paramedics arrived before he had a chance to do so. They loaded him up onto a gurney, and after the doctor climbed into the ambulance, they sped away. The driver just stood there, eyes glued onto the the flashing red and white truck as it disappeared around the corner.
The doctor stood over Harold and tried all that she could to resuscitate him, but he had suffered such severe trauma that really nothing could be done. A high-pitched beep resonated through the ambulance as Harold flatlined. The doctor looked up in horror and doubled her efforts, beads of sweat were already trickling down her forehead. She tried and tried to save him.
Harold died on the way to the hospital.

-----

There is a dull sadness in solitude: it is a slow but aching pain to your heart and mind. It is terribly depressing and disgustingly powerful. It can bring down even the strongest of people, leaving them grovelling for even a touch of human comfort. It is a descending spiral of destruction, sucking away your soul bit by bit, memory by memory. It is an isolation from everything good in the world: love, care, kindness, friendship, happiness, etc. It is a feeling of complete imcompetency, of misery, of grief, of heartahce. It is a Pandora's box of sorrow, and it never ever goes away.

-The End-

2008-11-05T21:49:00.002+08:00

The Bintan trip is coming soon, though I haven't even started packing yet. Really not many things to bring seeing as its only 2 days. Jia Ying has pestered me to start on my packing, so I guess I should start soon. Must not forget my mosquito repellant.
Also, my homework pile has now almost vanished. All I have left to do are 2 sets of my Math homework and the English comprehension. I'll probably finish them up in about three days. No biggie.
I've been so caught up in watching television these past few days that I haven't really done anything else. I bought three new books but I still haven't read finish the Stephen King book I bought before school ended. This is probably because I can't read his books at night after my horrifying experience with 'The Shining', but I only feel like reading at night after exhausting my eyes with TV the entire day. Urgh. Well, I promised myself I have to read more books, so I have to make 'The Tommyknockers' a priority. It's starting to get kinda creepy, what with all the townspeople losing their teeth and such. I'm halfway through and still no hero is emerging to save the conclusion of the book. Now I'm wondering if its a happy ending after all...
Still, it's not as horrifying as 'The Shining' or even 'Pet Sematary'. I guess ghosts beat aliens after all. Heh.
Well, time to go. Have to wake up early for the stupid meeting tomorrow. Gonna stop by Borders on my way back, perhaps buy 'Cold Mountain' or something. I really want a hardcover book--I'm getting sick of paperback books and how easy they crease.

2008-11-05T21:47:00.001+08:00

Well, I finally changed my blogskin. Hope you guys are happy.

2008-10-31T22:38:00.002+08:00

Back from China!

Well, it was really cold and dry, that pretty much sums it up. I saw the terracotta warriors, and I ate a ton of pomegranates, sugarcane and candy fruits. The DVD loot was a little short, but it'll do... for now.

I watched Nights in Rodanthe... finally. It was a typical Nicholas Sparks movie, a little cliche, very romantic, and terribly tear-jerking. The music was a little inappropriate at times, but only the classical ones. It was good.

Grr, I've got so much going on in the future. There's debate training (why oh why?), Bintan trip (I have no idea what I'm supposed to do because I wasn't present for the meeting), Musical Evening emceeing, SMP, SYF, Youth Science Conference, not to mention my holiday homework and all the things I've planned for myself (like my stories and my books), oh and of course all the TV serieses I'm hooked on... sigh...

2008-10-17T17:38:00.002+08:00

Today's Friday, the last day of school...
By 2 am tonight, I'm leaving, and for 10 whole days, I won't be in Singapore.
It's sad that I have to leave so soon, I know I'll be missing out on a lot.
My last day with S2 was really something. Lots of photos were taken of me (aren't I glamorous? hahhah), though some were stolen without my consent. Thanks to everyone who wrote me a card, it was really nice of you guys. I hope I get to see some of you guys in Sec 3, but life is so unpredictable. All the best to all my classmates, all my friends, I'll miss you guys.

For now, all that's left to say is goodbye.

2008-10-10T14:09:00.001+08:00

Monkey died.

2008-10-08T18:45:00.003+08:00

There is a disgusting simplicity in life. It's not as complicated as we'd like to believe. It's just so devastatingly simple that it's depressing to even think about it.
Forget about psychology, philosophy, literature, and all that stuff. Sometimes things just really are what they seem--full of shit. And that's why thinking too deep about 'shit' will destroy your mind. It's never good to give meaning to things that didn't have them in the first place.
Why must we make sense of our lives? Can't we just accept them for what they are--a pitiful insignificant minority in a world of billions.
We need to stop and look at the bigger picture. We have a century, at the very best, of life here on Earth, and that precious bit of life is all we will ever have. Forget about the metaphorical roses that everyone always tells us to go smell, why not go frolicking in a field of flowers right now? Thinking about them roses will do you no good, you have to take the initiative to experience them yourselves.
You only have one life, that's it. That's all we have to make a mark on the world. In a sense, the only reason we're in school right now is because we're all afraid of being forgotten, because when that happens, we'll be gone forever. Vanished without a trace.
People are always forgotten. In 20 years time, I probably won't remember half the people in S2. To me, it'll be as if they never existed. Of course this means that I probably should go to the chalet so that there would be one more memory to cherish, but we'll see.
There is no such thing as Heaven, but there is an afterlife--a life spent in the memory of all those who have remembered you, who keep your soul in the safest place in the world : the ever wonderful, and terribly cheesy, heart.
And that's the only thing that matters. But of course it's better said than done.
Life is simple: it is just a test to see who will be remembered and who won't. Death on the other hand, if accomplished successfully with life, is an awfully big adventure.
With that said, we should be finding the meaning of death, and not life, but it won't be as easy to find. It's gonna be one complicated son of a bitch.

2008-08-17T14:16:00.002+08:00

Common Tests are finally over!
But I've only got a weekend to celebrate... next week I'll get my results....
Nevermind, I'm gonna make full use of the time given to me.
Spent the whole afternoon reading Stephen King, because I can't read it at night. I get real spooked out, I'm serious, and I won't be able to sleep. His books are just way too intense, man.
Bought another Stephen King book, man I'm on a roll, so now my savings are pretty much depleted. Well, money is meant to be spent right? I've got five of his books now, though he has like about fifty, but there's always room for more.
September is coming up, and I just can't wait! All my favourite shows are coming back then, not to mention Nights in Rodanthe which should be released around the end of it. The anticipation is killing me! Right when the September holidays start, the shows return, so I probably won't be able to concentrate on my homework, but then again, who cares? I always finish my homework beforehand and now I think I should be allowed some irresponsible behavior. It's time to kick up my heels and enjoy the spoils of childhood!
Also, I need to get around and write some more stories. The few I already have are really good, but I realize that the more I write, the better I get, and there's always room for improvement. Maybe during the holidays, when I have time, I can finish up another story. For now, I'm just gonna let my imagination run so I can come up with an interesting, but probably dark, storyline. And Stephen King is doing wonders for me in that area. I can feel my thoughts getting darker by the moment.... muahahaha?
The Singapore vs. China match is tonight at 7.30. I can't wait, and I dearly hope we win that Gold, though I don't think it's very likely. Well, Silver is good enough I guess, seeing as the most we've ever got was a Bronze 48 years ago. My fingers are crossed!
Anyways, that pretty much sums up my day. So long till the next post comes up, which will be another long wait.

2008-07-28T10:39:00.002+08:00

Speech Day and Learning Fest are finally over! Thank goodness!
I was so bloody nervous that I messed up one name, and it was just a stupid letter that I misread. Then I opened my prize, for getting top in English, and realized it was only a $30 Borders book voucher. So much for all my effort right?
Learning Fest was super boring. I sat on the parade square through most of it, and actually got a little sunburnt. Stupid.
After that I went to Borders to spend my measly voucher. I searched for ages before I found the Stephen King books. My goodness, do you know how many of his books are there? Practically all, and that's not a small number, man! I was so happy because I finally found 'The Shining", which I had been looking for for like ever. Then I bumped into Celine, who was damn bored and didn't want to go home, so she sat with me while I tried to make up my mind and pick another book. I probably sat there for half an hour trying to make up my mind (I was spoilt for choice, I wanted to buy all of his books) before finally settling on "Nightmares and Dreamscapes" since I loved his short stories so much.
Later, at night, I went with my sister to watch "The Dark Knight" at Lot 1. Dude, It was awesome! And Heath Ledger's acting was superb! It was great, and so very dark. Naturally, a lot of people died, but the ending was a little incomplete. It was really long though, like 2 hours and 30 min.

That's it! It's going to be a while before my next post. Have fun waiting!

2008-07-02T14:48:00.002+08:00

So much has happened since my last post that it's getting kind of hard to keep up.
First of all, there is Speech Day. I was shortlisted to go for the speech training to become MC for speech day. About 5 or 6 Secondary 2 pupils in total were chosen, so the fact that I am one of those few is some sort of honor I guess. However, the training was really long, and sometimes very unusual. We were given a long list of names, about a few hundred, of the pupils who were down for Speech Day, and were told to find out how every single one of their names were pronounced. A lot harder than it looks, man, especially the Indian names. There were only going to be two main MCs, and the rest were just supposed to read out names, so naturally we all thought the Sec 3s were going to get it, but I got a shock when I realized that I was chosen, along with a fellow ELDDS member, to be the main MC! I seriously couldn't believe it. However, because of this, my workload will increase significantly.
Oh, and I found out that I topped my level in English Language for Sec 1 last year (!) and will be attending Speech Day as a prize recipient. Hard to believe actually.
Then there is PBL presentation, which is tomorrow, and I haven't practiced at all. But it shouldn't be that bad because we got everything in order weeks ago and are all fairly prepared. Anyway, our project is very interesting so it should turn out quite well.
Lit project was really last minute though, since all our previous clay models started growing fungus because of Cleo, who didn't let them dry properly. We had to finish everything in one day, so it was really rushed and very small. However, it was cute enough I guess, especially the little table and bowl of fruits.
Math test was killer. I think a lot of people will do badly, mostly because of the last question. There's still hope for me to pass, but it won't be very spectacular. Probably a 10/20 or 11/20, since I screwed up the last question which was worth 8 marks.
Today during music lesson, we watched a video of an African Dance performance, which was very entertaining, and were told to comment on specific parts of it. My group was given 'lighting', and we came up with this really chim analogy, some of which was crap, but it turned out very nicely. Then I finished up my essay, winging most of it, really flowering it up, and gave it to the instructor. Then she told me it was really good and that she wanted to post it up on her blog, and I was like so embarrassed. Seriously, I anyhow-ed wrote it, and most of it weren't even true, but they just sounded nice. Amazing... Really.
Last, but definitely not least, Diablo 3 is coming out man! Whoo! It's a lot like DoTA now, and there's a new character, Witch Doctor, I think, who is basically a cross between a Necromancer and a Druid. Man I can't wait, and I hope it comes out soon or else I won't be able to play it because my mom will force me to study.
That's about it!

2008-06-13T13:31:00.002+08:00

There's gonna be a new Nicholas Sparks movie!
'Nights in Rodanthe', his most tragic and poignant book ever.

The trailer is here...
http://www.nicholassparks.com/NiR_MovieTrailer.htm

I just watched it, it stars Richard Gere and Diane Lane, and also James Franco, and it seems so good that I can't wait! The bad thing is, its close to the exams, so I probably won't be able to watch it.
Gah!
I hope they changed the ending a little bit though, because it's just way to sad. Two people meet and fall in love, and are together for only a weekend, but it was enough for them to want to spend the rest of their lives together. However, she waits for him for years before she realizes that he won't be coming back.

Oh, and apparently, he's got a new novel coming up, 'The Lucky One', and the anticipation is killing me. Once it comes out, I'm gonna grab it off the shelf and put it on my own shelf. I'll probably read it finish in a day or two, without ever putting it down.

Argh, I cant wait man!

2008-06-06T13:21:00.002+08:00

Long time no post man.
Okay, let's see. Sarawak trip was pretty good, though my sis is really pissed off about me getting orange paint on her white pants. I loved the boat rides, they were awesome, especially the one to Bako National Park. The waves were so fun, and I suspect the guy went one big round to the part of the sea that was really choppy just for us. We were screaming so loudly every time the boat bounced, so sometimes the water flew into our mouths.
Unfortunately, I got really sick because of the weather and perhaps the air-cons in the hotel. Some sort of asthma thing, though I don't think my family has a history of asthma. My mother insists that my aunt had the same problem, but I don't quite believe her. It lasted about two whole weeks, I had to see the doctor three times before he gave me the right medicine. By then my airway was so constricted I had tons of phlegm suck in my throat, and every time i tried to cough it out, I ended up vomiting out my lunch. Just the other day, as I was coughing yet again, I started to barf, only this time, it was like a whole lot of vomit and it came bursting out of my mouth. I ended up spraying my leg and a little bit of the cushion before it went into the dustbin. The nasty thing was, it tasted like chocolate and apple juice, mixed with phlegm of course, which i had spit out into the sink. Then I started watching it as it slowly went down the drain. Disgusting.
Speech training is extremely tiring. It's all about the abs. My stomach aches after each lesson, though I must say, it really helps, the training I mean. 'Ricky' didn't go for a single session, thank goodness. Wonder what sort of lie she'd come up with, man. The exercises the instructor taught us we a little weird, like lying on your back and making a loud 'ah' sound for 4 counts. The breathing exercises were so very long and kinda boring, just breathe in and out for 2 counts each, then 4, then 6, then 8, then 6, then 4, then 2, after that, breathe in for 2 counts, and hiss out for 4. We're supposed to feel our stomach rising and falling according to our breathes. This is to help us project our voices, which is harder than it seems. You really have to use your ab (how do you spell it?) muscles to force out the air, and you have to protect you neck at all costs, so you can't move it at all. Also, your spine has to be as straight as possible, and you always, always have to remember to anchor yourself. It's a lot to keep in mind. In addition, we're supposed to continue doing the exercises she taught us, though I doubt I would be so dedicated. Then we have to practice reading the script and we have to find out how to pronounce every single name in the list, which is really long. Oh, and I have to learn to drop my accent as far as possible so I sound neutral.
Wow.
Wish me luck, man.

2008-05-16T22:24:00.002+08:00

4 more days until I'm off to Sarawak!
Gah, I can't wait man!

Okay, Exams are finally over, but I'm really disappointed. I didn't get my Top 10... I got 13th. That to me, it utter and complete failure. I guess it was kinda because I failed my Chinese (48), but the paper was really hard and only one person got an A in the entire express Chinese level. I did well for Science (83), and I think the highest was 84 or something. English was good (72), I think I got third, but at least I beat Emma, though she trashed me in Lit and History, but I really don't give a shit anyway.
Did 2.4 in the morning. I barfed like twice after it and drank way too much during recess. Vomit tastes nasty, but at least I left my mark on the world/sidewalk.
KidsRead today was kinda fun, it wasn't as crazy as the time they dressed me up as a Christmas tree and pasted stickers on my face and wrapped rafia string around my hair.
I just finished watching 'Rent'. It was so good, so tragic, so inspirational, so amazing! It's a musical/movie, like 'Moulin Rouge', about a group of people living in the not so developed part of New York City. The music was uplifting, and at times extremely funny. It's about love, and trust, but also about AIDs and homosexuality. It may seem weird, but it was really great, and sad, but the ending was kinda happy, and kinda not.
Anyway, I joined the Oratorical Competition, even though it sucks so bad. The motion, "Money makes the world go round" sounds like a primary school topic and it is so general, so disgustingly wide, that you can debate about virtually anything man! This is why Crescent isn't a debating school, 'cos we suck! Gah! I almost didn't join, but Michelle, who was 'begging' me to join so she would'nt have to, forced me to change my mind.
I'm gonna use America as my main example.
Because I hate Bush so much.
And Charleton Heston, that son of bitch.
And also because America is one of the most screwed up nations in the world.

2008-04-12T21:43:00.002+08:00

Okay, I'm finally updating my blog.

I can't believe how many projects we have! I really don't want to know how life would be like in sec 3 if sec 2 is already so stressful. Plus, we have all these class tests, and the mid-years are in like, a week or so. I'm so gonna die.

I've been watching quite a lot of movies nowadays. I know I should be studying, but I was never really the study kind of person. Anyways, I love Atonement. I mean, James Mcavoy is such a great actor, and although Keira Knightley looked really weird in the movie, the plot was intense, and the ending very poignant. I wish they made more movies like that.

You know how I can't stand my parents? How I really DO NOT like them? Well, you know what makes everything worst? How "nice" they are sometimes, like all lovey-dovey, hugs and kisses and shit. It's so frustrating every time they do that, and so disgusting as well. See the thing is, if you want to survive in my family, you gotta learn to be heartless. If you're not, you're just gonna be hurt like hell. I've good reason not to like them, so why can't they make it a whole lot easier and just leave me the bloody hell alone?!

I have always liked being alone, heck, I've been alone my entire life! It's a lot better than socialising with them.

2008-03-14T18:11:00.003+08:00

Vietnam was, well, very frightening. War, that stupid violent urge of men to conquer everything, it just makes me so sick, you know?
We went to see the Cu Chi Tunnels. Apparently, during World War something, when the Americans was destroying the place, the people hid in these really small tunnels underneath the ground. I went into one of these tunnels, they were so small I almost had to crawl through them. It was so dark, I could even see my fingers in front of my face. Imagine, some of these tunnels were 100m long... the things those people went through man...
Then we went to this war museum, which I really regret now, it was just so chilling. It was basically just a photo exhibition, most of them were black and white, but you could still recognize the blood anyways. There were a few that really had an impact on me.
The first one was like this. It was a pile of bodies, women and children, lying on the side of the road. It looked like they were trying to run away. There was a little baby in that pile, his face was down, all their faces were down. There was blood everywhere, and this was the real deal, not diluted tomato sauce from B-rated horror movies... This was real...
The second one wasn't as graphic, but the words belong it were...really something. A few boys were convicted of something, either that or they were just caught by the soldiers or something, but no matter, they were going to be killed. But before that, the photographer told the soldiers to stop for a while, and then he took a picture of the whole thing. Right after that he turned round and walked away, and didn't look back, even when he heard to gunshots fire, he just kept walking.
The third one was really sad, and inspirational. These two boys were running, and when the soldiers caught them, they shot them dead. But the older one fell on top of the little one, as if he was trying to protect him. Then they just lay there on the road, and a guy just took a picture of it.
The last one was the worst. The guy apparently won the Pulitzer Prise for it. A bomb had been dropped on this village, and the survivors were running down the street, screaming and crying. In the middle of the picture, there was this girl. She wasn't wearing anything, but it didn't seems like it mattered at all. Her arms were stretched out, and she lifted her head and there was this look on her face. She was screaming and crying, there was so much pain, so much sadness...
It was all just so chilling you know?

2008-03-03T13:02:00.002+08:00

Oh my goodness!
I failed my history common test!
I did really badly this time, 1 A1, 1 B3, 2 B4, 1 D7...
I'm so dead.
Ergh.
Bloody Hell.
I'm not looking forward to telling my parents, man.
ARGH

2008-02-25T18:48:00.003+08:00

Common tests are almost over. Just one more test to go: Math.

Mrs Lim says that it's a whole lot harder than last year's, so I'm pretty terrified. I don't think I scored too well for that test, but that was mostly because I couldn't get the hang of Algebra. Now I'm fine with it, with the exception of a few brain-teasers here and there. The paper is only gonna be an hour long, so it can't be that tough, can it? I'll just hope for the best!

Anyways, I'm gonna get my Tablet PC this Saturday, which means my mom will be feeling the pinch as $3000 gets deducted from her account. But what really gets me is that the sec ONES are getting theirs tomorrow, even though we had to wait a whole YEAR for ours! What the hell, you know, and then I have to content myself with seeing them walking around with their TPC for half the week, even though it is totally unfair for them to do this! We waited so long, yet the sec ONEs get them first? Even the Seniors got them in later months, but they get theirs on February! Where is the justice in the world, goddamn it!

I'm so damn pissed off these couple of days, with my mother trying to 'make my life better' and all that. What's even more disgusting is that she doesn't even know what's she's doing. I HATE it when she accuses me of stuff I never did and then scolds me for talking back and well basically, being right! I have no right to live in my house. I feel like a slave, what with the fact that I'm not allowed to talk, to be angry, to be sad, to stand up for myself, not even clarify anything. I feel like I'm being sentenced for life for something I didn't do. Sometimes I just want to scream at her to Shut Up! but I don't because, well I have a conscience. Then she thinks that I don't appreciates anything she does and that I'm such a bad kid. Well, attitude reflects leadership, I'm sad to say, and trust me, if I had said the things I so want to say right now, I'd be living on the streets already. I keep holding back, but for what? She doesn't appreciate anything I do! What the hell is her problem? I am so angry at her, but wait, I don't have the right to do that! You'd think she was God rather than my mother. You know, she keeps saying that she my mother and I'm her daughter, but amidst all that, she keeps forgetting that I'm still a human being, even despite the fact that she gave birth to me. And one time, she asked me what my problems were and how could she help me solve them, but the way she said it, it seemed to me that she didn't think it was a problem at all and I was just imagining everything, like she was blaming me for, well, me! I just wanted to scream at her that SHE was the problem, but i controlled myself and told her there was nothing she can do. Then she went ballistic, which just made everything worst. So can you blame me for blaming her? Thank goodness my father was in India or I'd be dead by now. I just want to distance myself as far as possible from 'my family'. The only person I can count on, ironically, is my sister. Funny.

And you wonder why I'm an atheist and a terrible cynic.

2008-02-10T18:52:00.000+08:00

Happy Chinese New Year!

This year, I got a little more money than I usually do since my parents had guests over and some of them gave me a red packet. Total amount this year: $244. This is a spectacular upgrade from last year's $180 but it really doesn't matter since there is nothing in particular that I really want this year. I'm probably gonna buy some books, mostly classics, and maybe a new shirt. But that's about it. Everything else goes into my bank.

I was watching Cold Mountain the other day, starring Nicole Kidman, Renee Zellweger, Jude Law, Natalie Portman, I think Gimli from LotR was there too, and some other really familiar actors whom I can't recall their names. My goodness, it was such a good movie, and Renee was so goddamn funny, which made everything a whole lot lighter. It was a movie about the Civil War, and it was so poignant! Naturally, whatever love that was found was eventually lost, but all good Oscar winning movies are like that. It was bittersweet at least, and I'm so gonna read the book.

I just read finished Pet Sematary by Stephen King, and it was so chilling, but so good. A terrible cliffhanger though, and I hate those kind of books, but this one was okay, and any other ending just wouldn't seem right. I'm beginning to like Stephen King, I mean I read a couple of his books but I just couldn't bring myself to finish them. So far, I've only finished Pet Sematary and Rita Hayworth and Shawshank Redemption, but they were all very good. I'm reading Cell now, and my sis says it's a bit like War of the Worlds, which is one of my favourite classics.

Anyway, I can't believe I actually managed to complete all my holiday homework, which includes a History project, a Chinese compo, my Commonwealth essay, and a very long and tiring art piece. I'm so proud of myself!

2008-01-23T20:42:00.000+08:00

OH MY BLOODY GOD!
HEATH LEDGER IS DEAD! AND HE'S ONLY 28!
What is happening to the world?

He was found dead at about 2:30 yesterday, around the time we were having our learning journey and all we had to worry about was how to get back home.
And he only acted in like a handful of movies, 'Casanova', '10 Things I Hate About You', 'A Knight's Tale', 'Brothers' Grimm' and 'Brokeback Mountain'. He had so much potential and he is one of my favorite actors, plus I loved his accent... it made him sound so charming.
What a damn shame!
May he rest in peace, I guess.

2008-01-19T10:06:00.000+08:00

Why do we do the things we do? Where did this problem come from?
...

2008-01-12T09:44:00.000+08:00

Ah, It's a new school year. And guess what, we're finally getting our Tablet PCs after one year of delay!

I really can't wait...

Okay, back to business. I'm the History rep, and I have no friggin idea how that happened. My Math teacher is so strict, I really don't like her. My Chinese teacher is too chim, plus she made us do one book review every month and you know how I will never read a Chinese book for fear of dying halfway through. What am I gonna do?!

Grey's Anatomy is finally back! And Prison Break starts on Monday I think, and Lost is gonna return in 20 days! Oh my, think about how this is gonna affect my school work...

I absolutely love oldies' music. I really don't know why, they just sound so good, and they're usually about love, but not the kind of love that Kelly Clarkson sings about. They're always so peaceful, and so soft, and they kinda remind me of the time when we were in the States, always driving to someplace exciting. Very nostalgic, I must say.

2007-12-26T15:07:00.000+08:00

Alright everyone, Merry Christmas!

Went to my father's friends place for Christmas Eve dinner. It was kinda boring, didn't really do much except play Texas Hold 'Em with the other kids. Apparently, one of them, the oldest dude, was into Norah Jones and Bon Jovi, which I must admit, is really cool.

The pizza was two hours late, but we ate it anyway. The parents, naturally, started arguing with the delivery boy.

Then on Christmas Day, we didn't really do much except watch my brother play his PS3. He was playing one of those war games, couldn't really tell which one, but he was a Paratrooper. He kept landing on the roof and trying to snipe everyone. Always ended up dead though. Somehow the Germans (I think) always knew he was up there. Its was fun to watch him destroy the tank with the mother-big/awesome bazooka. The head-shots were realy gruesome, but very cool. And to make it even better, he plugged his PS3 into the plasma TV downstairs with the home theatre system to make the whole gaming experience really spectacular.

Then we went to eat dinner. A traditional singaporean dinner... well almost. We went to the hawker centre near my old house. The food there is really good. Especially the curry fish head. I've got to admit, the food there is the best. The tofu is really good, the sweet and sour pork is great, even the vegetables are good, but the curry fish head is the best. I ate a lot that day!I love hawker centre food!

I'm still totally excited about my new iPod. It is so awesome, seriously. The games are a whole lot cooler, and thank goodness almost all my songs have album art. The screen is so much bigger than my iPod Nano (like duh) so all my pictures look so much better. Uh, think about all the bragging I can do... harhar.

Now I'm off to watch a movie, on my iPod!

I love saying that!

And if you think about it, I can actually watch movies in class! Though this is not very smart since the teacher might confiscate it.

2007-12-24T13:15:00.000+08:00

Wow, it's been such a long time since my last post.

My days have been pretty boring. I haven't been doing much except watch our incredibly large amount of DVDs that we bought from China. I spent about 1-2 weeks watching the 10 seasons of Friends, which is now my favourite sitcom, the second being Two and a Half Men. Then, just out of boredom, I watched it all again. I've pretty much memorised all the jokes by now. Still, I'd recommend it to anyone in a heartbeat.

Anyway, now to the main item of this post... Christmas.

Guess what my brother got me for Christmas

The new iPod 80G!

Now I can watch all my favourite movies on it without worrying about how much space I have left for my music! Currently I have close to 600 songs, which translates to about 3G, so I have nothing to worry about.

They really changed the format and everything of the the iPod, which you can only appreciate if you have album art, which I do!

It is so much cooler than my old iPod Nano and its ridiculously small capacity.

Its black in colour by the way, and I really need a case for it. I don't want to scratch the really cool and shiny mirror at the black, which right now, is perfect and unblemished, not like my old one. Though I really cannot use a silicon one since it really damages the mirror at the back. My sis made that mistake before and now, her iPod (which is actually now mine) is not as brilliant as it once was.

My brother bought himself an iTouch and a PS3, but he plugged into the TV in the 2nd floor. So now it's in his room, which really sucks since me and my sis always watch TV on it.

Nevermind, I'll just watch TV downstairs from now on.

I am the idiot with three iPods.

COOL!

2007-11-28T10:54:00.000+08:00

Let me give you a piece of advice, NEVER EVER FLY CHINA EASTERN AIRLINES!

They truly suck! The flight we took from Singapore to China was delayed two hours, and the flight we took from China to Singapore was delayed three hours because the plane was apparently 'overweight' so they took an additional three hours just to sort it out. We ended up waiting five hours since we came early. The thing was, they told us the plane would be delayed for half an hour, and it seems they forgot to tell us that something else propped up. Urgh. Plus the airport had virtually no facilities and no water so I was dying of thirst.

But while we were there waiting for the damned flight, it turns out there were people in a worst situation then we were. Apparently their flight had been delayed two days as the flight had been cancelled due to bad weather. You figured they would have checked a few days in advance with all their fancy technology. Then they ended up waiting for another five hours, in which some of them actually started fighting with the airport people. Then, when the plane finally started boarding, the last few people to get in were told to not go in. Why? It seems they oversold the tickets and they waited for the last few seconds to find out. What were these people to do? Well, they were given 600 yuan. which translates to $120 and told to come back tomorrow. Since they were part of a tour group, half of which was already on the plane, it was absolutely preposterous and they started fighting again.

So both our flights were delayed and we weren't the only ones.

Now you know...

Anyway, China wasn't that bad, only it was very dry. The scenery was good and we bought a lot of things. I have a new speaker system for my iPod and we bought lots and lots of shoes. Too bad the Converse ones were too expensive. We bought a lot of souvenirs and quite a lot of fruits.

However, the tour group wasn't very good.

The bus was terrible and it had no suspension what so ever. China's roads are very bumpy, and every time the bus hits a bump, the whole bus vibrates and it bounces like crazy. The bus was quite small too, only about 5 rows of seats. And when it's on the highway, where the road is better, the chairs vibrate so much that you get a massage too, though after a while it hurts quite a bit.

The hotels were quite good, you know 3 stars, 4 stars and one 5 star resort that unfortunately had no heating whatsoever.

The food was tolerable, though I really didn't like it being the picky person I am. However, the last lunch we had was nasty. Steamboat mushrooms dipped in chili for flavor. And the soup smelled really strong.

Oh, we bought a shit load of DVDs. I have the entire 10 seasons of Friends to watch till I die, not to mention all the other movies.

Okay, off to wake my sister up so we can watch some more!

BYE!

2007-11-20T01:58:00.001+08:00

I'm blogging at the airport now.

The damn flight is delayed for two hours!

So, its 2 am now and the flight is at 4 am, which totally sucks for me.

I hope I don't fall asleep and miss the flight.

Plus, we forgot to bring the camera. G-R-E-A-T.

Urgh, and my father won't bother bringing it to us. He didn't even want to bring the bloody heavy suitcase down from the second level. Man of the house? Yeah right. I'm more manly than he'll ever be.

Anyway, hope it'll be fun.

It's really cold out here and if I wasn't wearing a long sleeve t-shirt under my red one, I'd be freezing my ass off.

Fortunately, Cyn didn't wear a long sleeve shirt so she's freezing her ass off. Hey, at least I get some fun!

I'm really not looking forward to the flight. I hate airplanes, and supposedly, this airline's food especially sucks. At least I won the scissors paper stone tournament so I get the window seat!

Goodbye for now!

2007-11-17T19:54:00.000+08:00

Only one book review to go! Whoo!

I'm so proud of myself!

Prodigal Daughter is so boring, I'll wouldn't even have bothered reading it if it wasn't for the damn English homework.

But never mind! It's my last one!

Oh, and I'm leaving on Monday, so I won't be posting for a week.

Also, do not SMS me.

That means you guys, Rachael and Cleo, stop bugging me about going to Church! You're never gonna convert me anyway. I'm too Science-y for that to happen.

And seriously, why me? I'm not the only free-thinker in class. Urgh, just my luck.

And Rachael, you better tell me what happens in Survivor next week!

I can't believe all the shows I will be missing...

Grey's Anatomy

Prison Break

Two and a Half Men

The Office

Brainiac

Desperate Housewives (I'm not a big fan of this one)

CSI: Las Vegas

Is It Real: Stigmata (I REALLY WANT TO WATCH THIS ONE!!! NOT FAIR! ITS MY FAVORITE DOCUMENTARY AND THIS EPISODE IS FRIGGIN' COOL! Arts Central, Thursday at 10pm, BTW, if your interested)

Survivor

Gilmore Girls

The Simpsons

The Amazing Race

Look at that long list! How am I going to catch up? ARGH!

Yes, I know I'm a TV Freak.

Grrrrrrr....

2007-11-14T20:41:00.000+08:00

Me and my sis went to Lot 1 today to go get my watch, which by the way, I absolutely LOVE. It's very classy and visually appealing.

Actually, the only reason why my sis came is because she wanted to eat outside. Glutton.

Anyway, I saw BeatRICE today. She didn't get all hyper because she was with her friend. I waved at her though.

Then we went to Jurong to pick up my reserved books. I had to wait almost forever for my turn, then I took my books (Dean Koontz's Dark Rivers Of The Heart and By The Light Of The Moon), and during the long wait, I saw a Nicholas Sparks book on the librarian's table. Apparently, he wrote a new book! It's called The Choice, and I so want to read it so I went to reserve it but I'm 7th in the waiting list so I'm gonna have to wait a friggin long time for it. ARGH I CAN WAIT THAT LONG! I HAVE TO READ IT!

Then I went upstairs an bumped into Aricia, who was having great difficulty finding her books. That's why you have to reserve them!

I looked around but didn't find anything interesting. I wanted to get Stephen King's Different Seasons, but it wasn't there so I went to look for my sister in the Shakespeare section.

She is such a free loader by the way. She didn't want to do her essay on Twelfth Night so she tried to find a book about Shakespeare and then just copy off it.

Unbelievable.

I'm gonna be leaving soon, and I'm hoping its not too cold out in China since I only have two sweaters (one is really nice turtle neck) and one thick jacket to last me through seven days.

Hopefully, my prejudice against tours does not turn out to be true.

2007-11-11T21:00:00.000+08:00

Well, I finally got my Converse sneakers! It's non-canvas, brown in colour and has a white star. The thing is, I have to pay $20 for it, which is a good deal since it costs $60. I actually wanted another one, but it was too expensive so my mother didn't want to buy it. Too bad!

Then we went to buy some winter clothes since the only ones I have I wore when I was 5 years old. It's gonna be quite cold in Kunming, like 10 degrees, which is not too extreme, but my Converse jacket will be really useless.

There is this watch I want. It's silver and golden, and the cool thing about it is that you can see the gears working. However, you're supposed to wind it up, but if you think about it, that means it will never run out of battery. I have no idea how to wind it up since it looks just like an ordinary watch. I don't think I will get it since, well, my mother never keeps her promises. I can still hope though, but since my sis has a watch, she'll have to get me one too because I'll keep bugging her about how unfair it is. It works sometimes, but not all the time.

Alright, I've finally finished one of my four book reviews, and now I'm basically waiting for all the other books to be returned since they are ALL on loan. I reserved all the other books, but it'll take a while until I get them.

Well, I have all the time in the world...right?

2007-11-09T19:07:00.000+08:00

Argh, why is Grey's Anatomy taking so long to load?

Damn it, I can't wait that long...

I have to watch the next episode!

Anyone has the 7th episode?

And if you do, please don't spoil it for me!

2007-11-09T17:30:00.000+08:00

Today was kinda fun.

Cleo, Rachael and I went to Jurong Swimming Complex and enjoyed the waters.

I left at about 9am, waited for them for a while, then we took a bus there. Usually I take an MRT to Chinese Garden, but, well, at least I tried something new today.

I haven't been to Jurong Swimming Complex in quite a while, like a few years, and going there gave me a small feeling of nostalgia. We used to buy budgerigars (is that how you spell that?) there, though they all either died or flew away.

Anyway, the swimming complex there is quite fun. They have a wave pool, a 'lazy river', three humongous slides, a kiddy water playground, a jacuzzi, and finally, you standard pool.

Cleo swam a few laps first, then we went on the lazy river. We rented two tubes to go on the slides; Rachael was too scared as they were 'too high'.

After that, we went to the wave pool, where Rachael 'almost drowned' since she's so short, like 1.4m or something. There was this spray thing, and the water was icy cold, but it was so fun. Rachael hated it though because it was too cold for her and it made her teeth chatter. Cleo and Rachael were in the tubes, and I was 'chauffeuring' them around because they were so incompetent that they couldn't move at all, especially Rachael with her short arms.

Oh and by the way, just to clarify, I CAN swim... contrary to popular belief it seems. And i swim a whole lot better that Rachael too.

Then we played a little more and went to eat at KFC/Pizza Hut (same restaurant). Cleo ate mini Pizza, and Rachael kept trying to steal the cheese. Rachael and I ate an O.R. fillet burger meal though I ordered cheese fries to go with it. Rachael stole my cheese fries too, so I took her Pepsi.

Then we went to Jurong Library and attempted to find the damn books we were supposed to do a book review about, but failed miserably. I tried to look for Sparks or Stephen Kings' Different Season. Its a collection of short stories, and there's this particular one that I really want to read. Its called 'Rita Hayworth and Shawshank Redemption' Really good read.

After that we went to Jurong Centre, where Cleo and Rachael TRIED to get me to take neoprints, but it turned out they didn't have enough money. Woohoo for me. Thank goodness.

We looked at some second-hand books but they were too old and boring.

Then we each took our separate ways and headed home.

All in all, it was quite an eventful day.

2007-11-06T14:54:00.000+08:00

I love this song! 'Leaving on a Jet Plane' by Chantal Kreviazuk (I know it's a weird name but the song's still good).

All my bags are packed,
I'm ready to go
I'm standin' here outside your door
I hate to wake you up to say goodbye

But the dawn is breakin', it's early morn
The taxi's waitin', he's blowin' his horn
Already I'm so lonesome I could die

So kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me like you'll never let me go

'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane
I don't know when I'll be back again
Oh, babe, I hate to go

I'm ...

There's so many times I've let you down
So many times I've played around
I'll tell you now, they don't mean a thing

Every place I go, I think of you
Every song I sing, I sing for you
When I come back I'll wear your wedding ring

So kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me like you'll never let me go

'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane
I don't know when I'll be back again
Oh, babe, I hate to go

Now the time has come to leave you
One more time, oh, let me kiss you
And close your eyes and I'll be on my way

Dream about the days to come
When I won't have to leave alone
About the times that I won't have to say ...

Oh, kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me like you'll never let me go

'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane
I don't know when I'll be back again
Oh, babe, I hate to go

And I'm leaving on a jet plane
I don't know when I'll be back again
Oh, babe, I hate to go

But I'm leaving on a jet plane
(Ah ah ah ah)
Leaving on a jet plane
(Ah ah ah ah)
Leaving on a jet plane
(Ah ah ah ah)
Leaving on a jet plane
(Ah ah ah ah)
Leaving on a jet plane
(Ah ah ah ah)
Leaving on a jet plane
(Ah ah ah ah)
Leaving on a jet plane
(Ah ah ah ah)
Leaving on a jet plane
(Ah ah ah ah)
(Leaving) On a jet plane

2007-11-05T23:05:00.000+08:00

ARGH!

Sarah Tancredi is DEAD!

Why in the hell did the goddamn producers have to do that?

What is their problem?

They put Scofield in the a disgusting shithole, and then kill off his girlfriend by sending Tancredi's head in a box to Burrows?

Damn it!

But I think there's something weird going on.

I hope I'm right.

Or perhaps it's because they fired Sarah Wayne Callies so they had to cover it up.

And if that's the case I am so pissed!

Uh... I gotta watch the next couple of episodes?

Does anyone have the 6th episode?

2007-11-05T17:45:00.000+08:00

Alright, it's confirmed! I'm going to Kunming on the 20th of November. I'm coming back on the 26th, so I won't be posting then.

I'm not gonna visit my relatives.. It's a long story...

Anyway, I'm watching the first 5 episodes of Prison Break. Seriously, why is it that Michael always has everything going wrong for him? I wonder what happened to Tancredi, but I bet they'll hook up again sooner or later.

PRISON BREAK ROCKS!!

Although I still prefer Grey's Anatomy because it's less intense and more funny. Plus, I love Ellen Pompeo's laugh. She's is terribly small though, but she has nice hair.

I've almost finished my homework, thank goodness. All I have left are the damn book reviews. Does anybody have any Jeffrey Archer books? Why must they give us such stupid authors (besides Dean Koontz I mean)? All the books are damn old, seriously. I love Koontz, but the books you want us to read, they're so old that not many libraries have them!

Argh, I hate this.

2007-11-02T20:43:00.000+08:00

You know what? I absolutely LOVE Armageddon!

It's a movie about this asteroid that's gonna crash into Earth. It's about the size of Texas, which means that no matter where it hits, it's gonna wipe out the entire population, and it'll be so bad, not even bacteria will survive.

So this asteroid's gonna hit the Earth in about 18 days, so naturally, NASA is like freaked out. But, I was wondering, why NASA? I mean, it's success rate is next to nothing and it almost just an expensive piece of crap. I know, sure, it landed the first humans on Earth, but after that, it really has not done anything else, besides sucking up money that is.

Anyway, NASA decides to send people up there and drill into the asteroid about 800 feet and then drop a bomb in it. That way, the asteroid will split into two chunks and hopefully cruise right past the Earth. This has to be before a certain distance from the Earth or else the two chunks won't fly right pass the Earth and will hit it right smack in the face.

They decided to send a crew of professional oil riggers (Bruce Willis, Ben Affleck, Owen Wilson, that weird guy from Mr Deeds named Crazy Eyes who, what do ya know it, actually plays a crazy genius guy, the coach from Remembering the Titans, this really big black dude and this really big white dude) and train them for two weeks to be astronauts. That cop and that russian guy from Prison Break acts in it too, and Liv Tyler, who plays Affleck's girlfriend and Willis's daughter.

It's like the most thrilling movie I've ever watched... It's just damn intense, but you get this pleasure from seeing a bunch of grown men screaming and panicking, and there's humour in it too, which is basically the entire package. There are a shit load of plt twists and every possible thing goes wrong, but it's a happy ending, well sort of since more than half of them died.

Alright, enough said, I'm gonna do my homework now. I still have to do a composition, which I already know what I'm gonna write about, and four book reviews, which is easy once I find the goddamn books. I already have one of them, so just three left!

2007-11-01T18:04:00.000+08:00

Cyn and I went to Plaza Sing today to watch Lars and The Real Girl.

The movie was G-R-E-A-T! I love Ryan Gosling, he's a superb actor, and he's also a method actor, which is kinda cool. I liked him better in The Notebook though, mostly because Nicholas Sparks wrote the book and because Rachel Mcadams acted in it too.

Anyway, it's about this guy, who's kinda a loner, and feels pain when someone touches him... no idea why though. Ryan Gosling plays this guy. Anyway, he orders this mannequin (okay it's not really a mannequin, it's something that sounds a whole lot worse so I won't tell you), who's name is Bianca by the way. Bianca is wheelchair-bound and doesn't talk much, go figure. He falls in love with Bianca so his family starts thinking his crazy. They send him to see the doctor by convincing him that Bianca's sick, and there the doctor tells him that Bianca has low blood pressure (more like no blood pressure) and that she need to come back every week. What Ryan Gosling doesn't know is that the doctor is actually treating him.

In the end, Ryan Gosling gets all delusional and thinks that Bianca is dying, and she 'dies' soon after. She even had a funeral... how 'bout that? Then he kinda hooks up with a real girl (she sings in the church he goes to), good for him!

And there you go, another happy ending (or in Star Wars: Revenge of the Sith... Another happy landing)!

Here's a neat country twang song, and the lyrics are really funny.

I got a little change in my pocket

Goin ching-a-ling-a-ling

Wanna call you on the telephone, baby

Give you a ring

But each time we talk

I get the same old thing

Always, "No huggee, no kissee

Until I get a wedding ring."

Oh, my honey, my baby

Don't put my love upon no shelf

She said, "Don't hand me no lines

And keep your hands to yourself.

"B-b-baby, baby, baby

Why you treat me this way?

You know I'm still your loverboy

I still feel the same way

Thats when she told me a story

About free milk and a cow

She said, "No huggee, no kissee

Until I get a wedding vow."

Oh, my honey, my baby

Don't put my love upon no shelf

She said, "Don't hand me no lines

And keep your hands to yourself."

See I wanted her real bad

And I was about to give in

Thats when she started talking about true love

Started talking about sin

I said, "Honey, I'll live with you for the rest of my life.

"She said, "No huggee, no kissee

Until you make me a wife.

"Oh, my honey, my baby

Don't put my love upon no shelf

She said, "Don't hand me no lines

And keep your hands to yourself."

2007-10-27T09:26:00.000+08:00

Results!

Okay I know its a bit late but I was bored the last couple of days.

I got 5th in class, which means I don't have to pay half the price of my bike back to my mom, which is a good thing since I don't want to give her that much of my savings.

It's really disappointing as even though I improved my math from a just pass to and A1 in the second semester, there is no way I can get an A1 overall as my marks from the first semester really freaking pulls me down, changing an A1 to a B3.

Anyways, I'm pretty much satisfied with my marks, although I really could have beaten Emma if not for my bloody math. I tied with Sarah S. for fifth though.

Anyways, I am definitely going to China, but I'm not sure where or when. I wanna see some scenery for a couple of days before visiting my relatives... but where to go. In addition, my sis has got plans in late November and early December, so we really have to get going very soon. Hopefullt there'll be some nice moutain ranges to look at, maybe we could row across and slow river like we did last time we were in Thailand. Riding an elephant is out of the question though, but I must add its really fun.

Okay, gotta go!

2007-10-15T19:31:00.000+08:00

I've got a bit of sad news to share: my fraternal grandfather died, though I'm not exactly sure when, but really recently. I never really knew the man, and I talked to my grandma more. He's really old, and reminds me of Sauron from Lord of the Rings...no seriously.

My father's going back to China to settle the funeral and stuff like that. My grandparents are really poor, this I know as their house is the size of my Living room and the mattresses are just a few layers of blankets. They used to rear rabbits, but I don't know what happened to them now. The rabbits were really stinky, but the little ones were cute. They live in this shabby neighbourhood that's extremely dirty.

My mom says that my grandmother doted on me, which amazingly, I never knew. You figure she'll would have told me these things sooner, like how Cyn stole my blood.

I think I'm going to China for the holidays... Whoopdedo... My cousins are so gay and they play counterstrike, which makes them even gayer. They never heard of Neopets, much less Warcraft or Diablo II, and one of them plays the piano, and they like it! Dude, ever heard of the saxophone or the Brass and Wind family? They really should learn how to play the drums so they can become more sociable.

I wonder what kind of music they listen to... does China have they own Jay Chou or are all their singers like that weird old gay guy that sings to the sky about birds in a tree (shu sang de xiao niao...). I gotta introduce them to Jazz, even if they can't understand the lyrics, the rhythm is the best part. I wonder if they'll like Frank Sinatra?

So, if I go to China, I've got a mission to complete: make my cousins appear less gay and Jazz-ify

them. Seriously, they are like 14 and 12 years old and they still play counterstrike. Too bad they've got the longest school hours in the world (seriously) but that can't be the excuse for everything. Maybe it's just because Chinese movies are all about palace life, police chases and martial arts so they don't know much about the world.

This is why I love Singapore so much more.

This is also why I don't want to go.

Plus I have to speak Chinese.

But I can always annoy them by speaking English. Hey, I understand them but they don't understand me... lol. I did that the last time I visited, they were so frustrated I couldn't stop laughing!

Oh, and maybe I should bring a chim science book or the classic Emma got me for my birthday just to make my head look bigger and theirs look smaller. Lol.

At least I get to eat sugarcane right off the stalk, or stem, or whatever. It's really fun: your supposed to bite it, suck it and chew on it to get the juice out, then spit it out.

OMG, THAT WAS SO SICK...INNUENDO...TOTALLY...OH GOD!

2007-10-14T17:01:00.000+08:00

Today began kinda slow. I played Sims for a while and then slept for a while again.

My cat caught a bird though, and she nearly killed it if it wasn't for my maid.

Then, the fun began. My mom and I, cyn did not want to come (too bad for her!), went to Lot 1 to, you know, kill time. I wanted to get a Converse t-shirt but the colors were crappy. Took a look at the sneakers for a while, but I knew my mom wouldn't buy them for me.

Then my mom went into the cosmetics shop (animal rights!), by which I was blasting my iPod in an attempt to distract myself from the countless animal-tested glittery products. Finally, we went to the library and I returned my books and borrowed two Science books about physics. We went to Popular to get some pens, the cheap ones of course (my mom was paying not me so too bad). I took a look at the notebooks because I wanted to get a doodle book, but nothing particularly caught my eye. We went to eat at the hawker centre after changing some money into yen (my father is going to China soon to visit my dying grandfather whom I think has senile dementia). I ate until I was about to burst, though the carrot cake was, I must add, way too oily. I persuaded my mother, with a lot of effort, to get me a Converse jacket, which I had been bugging her to buy since like forever, and guess what, we did! I love my jacket, but I'm turning into a Converse freak.

Then, I went to NTUC to by eggs while my mom got a haircut. When I got home and cyn found out about the jacket I didn't persuade mom to get her, she went ballistic. Well, it was her fault she didn't want to come, not mine. We didn't even 'da bao'-ed her any food, which added fuel to the already raging fire.

Now, I'm just waiting for 'Taxi' to start. Oh, just when I turned on the computer, my dog caught a bird, after which my cat tried to eat it, but I think beetles and cockroaches are more her type.

Hopefully, cyn will stop hogging the other computer (the one that we installed the games, which is also the only one with a damn graphic card!) so I can play Diablo for a while. It's time to go to Hell (it's not what you think, I mean the game, it time to go to Hell in the game... never mind)!

2007-10-13T13:00:00.000+08:00

Post-Exam activities were so boring!

We played Wipe-Out, which was so lame because only 10 out of 30 in each house was allowed to play at one time. My house tied for first at least, so at least some good came out of it.

Then we did a whole load of surveys and stuff, you know, to find out what kind of learning style we prefered. Halfway through, Emma and I had to go see the dentist, so we left.

The cool thing was that at the end of the corridor with the dentist room was this door with the picture of a ghost pasted on it. It was kinda dark, and Emma didn't want to take a closer look so I did. It look a little creepy, but reminded me of the Warcraft-DoTA guy.
While waiting for Ethel to finish, we read the only two magazines in the dental room, which I'm sad to say was 8 Days. I took the 'good' one and left Emma to read the one with half naked Singaporean 'hot' guys in it. Well, at least it's my first time reading an 8 Days magazine and it's always good to try new stuff right?

The dentist kept typing stuff on her computer (very slowly by the way) and asked questions and stuff. She asked how many moes I had on my face and then drew it on this face thing on her computer, like WTF? She scratched my teeth and stuff while checking for tooth decay, which I'm proud to say, I have none.
The next day was pretty much the same, only we watched Chinese Opera, which is infinitely worst. Then, more and more talks, I swear my ass fell asleep during it.

Oh, and Happy Birthday Emma, and thanks for the brownies!

I've got a long weekend ahead of me, and then, I'll get my results back. I'm particularily nervous about History and Literature, but all I can do it hope... for the best?

2007-10-08T13:21:00.000+08:00

All right, I'm back! Did'ya miss me?

Exams are over, thank goodness! Math was really easy, so was Science, but I'm not too sure about all my other exams though. Never mind, I'll find out soon anyways, so hold you breath!

My mom bought me a bike, well sort of because I'm supposed to pay half the price unless I get top ten for my exams. I was able to last semester, but can I do it again? I'll need at least two 80s though, since that was what I got last time. I can afford it anyways.

I think my computer has a virus because the damn pop-ups keep coming at me. Its really frustrating you know.

I watched a couple of movies since the last time I posted. Namely, No Reservations (I love this movie, specially Catherine Zeta-Jones), Ratatouille and Evan Almighty. I'm thinking of watching another as an end-of-exams reward. I'm not too keen on spending my money though.

ALL RIGHT LET THE CELEBRATION BEGIN!

(and by this I mean let's watch TV and play computer games)

2007-08-30T22:02:00.000+08:00

Long time no post, dudes...

Okay, here's the thing: I'm the main character for this play we're performing for our ELDDS Blackbox, which is basically a bunch of drama performances to the theme of 'Illusions'. There are a couple of romantic scenes in it, and I'm the boyfriend! This is so not me! I really don't do mushy and romantic scenes! Why must I be the dude? If only Crescent was a co-ed school...

Anyway, if any one's interested they are selling tickets tomorrow at the canteen at $5 each, but they will also be selling tickets at $7 on our school's Opening Day on 8th September, which is also the day for Blackbox. It starts at 10am and ends at 1pm, and please would someone other than my sister come??

Exam results are out, and well, let's just say that although I received 'A's for all the languages (yes that includes Chinese), I'm really disappointed in the other subjects I'm supposed to be good at. Math was expected, seeing 25 people failed, but I was lucky to even pass, but I must admit I really could have done better if I only had adopted the same method I used to find the answer for the first percentage question with all the rest. I could have gotten a decent 'B' or even an 'A'.

Oh, did I mention? Our school went to watch 'The King and I' musical a couple of weeks ago, though not many people appreciated the music, except me of course. Can ya blame me? I've always loved the songs ever since I watched 'Shall We Dance' and the really old version of the musical on television. I don't like the actors though, but you couldn't really see their faces from where we were sitting. I sincerely would like to thank our music lesson for giving us a reason to watch this brilliant production.

The sad part, and I mean depressing, is that during the next two music lessons, we were forced to watch High School Musical, and even had to choose our favourite song...:( The only reason I was able to pull through it was because I was trying to catch glimpses of Allison from So You Think You Can Dance because she was playing a really really small part and she rarely appeared. So I amused myself to try to spot her distinctive bushy-ish hair. Well, it worked!

2007-08-19T17:40:00.000+08:00

I really do not understand a thing goin' on in my life right now, and I HATE that feelin': the feelin' that nothin' is gonna make sense unless I make sense of everythin' before it's too late, before the "canary flies out off my hands and out of the damned window".

The Pope supports the Death Penalty, you know? "An eye for an eye, a hand for a hand"... hmph. So if i gouge some one's eye out, I'm supposed to gouge my own eye out and give to him? I just can't believe that? What happened to fairness and compassion and all that jazz, huh? Using violence to stop violence? Martin Luther King Jr. once said "Darkness cannot drive out darkness, only light can do that; hate cannot drive out hate, only love can do that. Darkness multiplies darkness, hate multiplies hate, in an endless spiral of destruction." It's one of my earliest and favourite quotes, the one that started my 'obsession' or 'thirst' for more. I know Heaven sounds great and all, and I really want to believe in something like that-- that there's something bigger out there, bigger than you or I, but am I willing to sacrifice all that I believe in just to guarantee my place there? Without suffering, there can be no compassion... well tell that to the people who suffer. There's too much bad shit in the world.

Uh... life sucks, but you've got to take everything it throws at you, and you know it'll keep comin', but you still have to, because it feels good to believe.

I'm sick of EXAMS man! Talk about sucking the fun out of life! There's always one more around the corner, and when you finally graduate, forget about test, now you have to go find a bloody job, and then low and behold, now you've got major responsibilities. Is it really worth it? All this trouble I mean. Is it really worth working you ass off to get into a good school? I mean, yeah, you'll get a good future, and by this I mean a good job with a mighty big paycheck every month, but is it really worth it? Well, you really don't have a choice, now do you? If you asked me to choose from sleeping out in the streets to sleeping on a warm cozy bed in a big ass house filled with cold cold furniture, heck, I'll choose the bed any time, dude!

Why can't life be like the movies? Seriously. Why would you spend soo much time filming such crap when in the end, it's just a gigantic, elaborate fairytale? Just destroys your conception of 'reality' doesn't it?

Ah well, I'm sulking here, feeling like crap shit....=) Maybe it's because I might have failed, or done really badly, in my Science Common test, and plus, I didn't bring my fcking Chinese textbook home so I can't study for the damn spelling and class test, which probably means one more test I'll fail. G-R-E-A-T! Life is SOOO good.

2007-08-08T13:32:00.000+08:00

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2007-08-08T13:11:00.000+08:00

I'm at my mom's lab now. I had to wait for like half a bloody hour outside in the blistering hot sun, calling her and calling her... I can't get in her lab by the way, I need a pass

Today's National Day Celebrations were sooo infuriating, made worst by a certain SOMEONE, whom I shall not name because it will be a disgrace to my class, and she is very important in our class even though she doesn't do anything, she just has a very high position, the highest actually.

We sang a lot of songs but I missed quite a bit because of that certain irresponsible someone, but since it's National Day Eve, I'll try to liven up...

I have a Singapore tattoo on my arm, it says "Made in Singapore"... If you know what i mean...*raises eyebrows*

I'm gonna go pick up my movie tickets, you know the one that I won that I don't know what to do with. I'll probably go watch The Simsons with my sis or something

Okay, I'm gonna go play some online games now...

2007-08-02T21:29:00.000+08:00

I finally found my book, A Bend in The Road, thanks to Doris. Its quite nice, but not one of Sparks' more romantic books

Chinese and English oral passed already. It was... Okay. Just alright i guess.

I can't believe that I actually did good in the Chinese Common Test. 74/100, but the way, which is really good.

I'm reading Harry Potter now, I know it is late, but my brother was reading it the past weeks. No Spoilers please. The Harry Potter movie wasn't that good though.

I like Heath Ledger's smile, if that means anything to you.

Damn PBL! I hate it! OH! Why the hell must Dreamweaver be sooo complicated?

I've got some sad news though. For ELDDS' Black box, which is like this drama competition, since my group didn't hand in the script, I'm in PROPS! Okay, I must admit it is quite cool, but it feels better to be on stage, that way, people will know how hard you're working and will appreciate you. instead of hiding backstage the whole day. Never mind, I guess I'll just have to bear with it. Anyway, I wanted to join the debate part anyway.

My brother is leaving for his sailing trip soon, for about a month or so. He says he'll buy me and my sis a boomerang when he arrives in Australia. I hope he remembers though. Oh, and I think the Navy uniform is very cool. That's just me though.

I really should be studying now, for the Lit test on Monday, but I can't be bothered. I'm good at Lit anyway, and there isn't much to study f0r.

I'm gonna go watch Prison Break... Last four episodes.... HOLD YOUR BREATH!

2007-07-23T19:35:00.000+08:00

UH!
Chinese Common Test was today. GAH!
I had just enough time to swear Fck Shit Asshole Sonofabitch before there was no more time left.
ARGH!
Why don't you just roast me on a skewer under an open flame then chop of my head and place it on a pike and wave it around like some sort of voodoo totem thing. THEN after that, cut out my cooked intestines and feed it to the dogs and put it in those nasty intestine soups they sell in hawker centres. Of course after that CARVE out my heart and let a stampede of African Elephants trample all over it and then feed it to a snake. Burn all the flesh left and turn them into ashes and dump them into some one's piss and then FEED the piss to a rabid dog, which of course a criminal accused of adultery AND murder will massacre and rip off its skin to use as toilet paper. The body would be chopped up and fed to sharks, crocodiles, lions, tigers, snakes, komodo dragons and other convicts. The remaining flesh will be left to rot for all the cockroaches, flies and other disgusting and grotesque pests to feed and lay their filthy eggs on.
My that is a mouthful.
I'm gonna go lay down and die now, it was a pleasure knowing you guys, and I wish you luck in the fiery spitball of life. Goodbye and good riddance

2007-07-19T19:10:00.000+08:00

I've won another pair os movie tickets... That makes four.... What am I supposed to do with them? Uh... Who wants to watch a movie... Anyone?
Ok, English test is finally over! My compo quite okay lah...very descriptive, and that's good since I was supposed to descrip a shopping centre, so boring right?
Anyone knows where to get the book, 'A Bend in the Road' by Nicholas Sparks?

BIRTHDAY!

2007-07-15T17:03:00.000+08:00

Yeah Dudes! Come on! Time to CELEBRATE! (haha)

I'm finally thirteen! I'm officially an Teenager, man!

Oh, and thanks to everyone who wished me happy birthday, though lydia, just once is enough, and beware when its YOUR birthday...

My cake was nice, it was Yogurt Frost. It sounds as delicious as it tastes After eating a two slices, I started playing with the candle wax... Hey, I'm still young at heart! (:

I haven't gotten my present yet (A Bend in the Road) because Popular doesn't sell it. I think I'm gonna go Borders one day or another to get it.

2007-07-07T18:34:00.000+08:00

Live Earth!!!

I find it kinda ironic that in trying to raise awareness about Global Warming, they are actually seriously harming the Earth. Think about it... Concerts, traffic, LIGHTING... and as an added bonus, its 24 hours and held across the oblate sphere of a globe which we call home for many reasons that are already fading away to nothingness... So depressing right?

Okay, my birthday is coming soon, and my mom promises to buy a nice cake and not the cheapskate ones she always seems to be buying. It's amazing how much of a bargainer she is...

I decided to buy this book by Nicholas Sparks entitled 'A Bend in The Road'. I can't find it in Popular so I guess my mom has to order it. Cyn, naturally is getting Harry Potter even though he is so ugly now... My friends are getting me some classics too, but I hope I will have the time to read them finish with all the homework and stress I'm under. I have a major presentation for my PBL (problem-based learning) on Tuesday, which has some heavy wieghtage on my end of year results. I'm soo stressed out and worried that I won't be able to finish the powerpoint since I haven't done the interview yet and I can't find the BLOODY camera. I'm interviewing Cyn by the way, about her opinions about gaming addiction. She's saying something 'cheem-cheem' to show off to my friends.

I'm gonna watch order of the phoenix with my friends next Friday at Jurong Point. It seems a whole lot darker, and I can't believe that Ralph Fiennes is playing Voldemort because he seems like such a nice guy.

Oh and just a few hours ago when I was at Lot 1, I saw Bart and Homer Simpson... costumes I mean. I've always wondered how they see in those stuffy and large suits. I find Simspons extremely gory and violent, and can't imagine why everybody likes it so much. Not that I don't like it, just that I'm not that crazy about it.

2007-06-30T10:41:00.000+08:00

Haven't blogged for a long time. Mostly because I couldn't be bothered to.

We had the Youth Day celebration yesterday. All the teachers were preforming, it was so cool! But the last item was the best. The teachers were dancing to Buttons by the Pussycat Dolls... as in really dancing. It really wasn't suitable for us feeble-minded sec ones, but who gives a shit? The whole school was clapping and cheering when they started to shake their ass, we almost brought the roof down.

Some of the teachers were singing songs, the sad part was that they were only singing gay Chinese songs. But all in all, it was a fun day.

Monday's a holiday, which means I can stay up late and watch Lost. WHOOHOO! I don't want to be a spoiler but Sharon says that in the end (she has the complete season) they leave the island on a helicopter, but I really don't think it's gonna end there. I read in the newspapers that it was scheduled to end in 2010, but I have no way to find out, other that to watch it that is!

2007-06-15T20:27:00.000+08:00

You know, it really shouldn't be called 'holidays' because there is nothing interesting happening!

Oh and Lydia, spam someone else's blog, PLEASE!

Right now I'm watching soccer, only it's not really soccer because the players suck. Why aren't there anything nice to watch during the so-called holidays? Grrr...

Seems like everything I try to do to entertain me doesn't work. TV? Nope. Games? Yeah right! Even the books I borrow are boring! I hate the holidays. I want to do something... something exciting like watching a movie!

OH MY GOD! I was watching the TV, it was the comercials. and then BAM! LOST IS BACK! WHOOHOOO! 24 June... When does the 'holidays' end? Who cares? LOST RULES! Finally something worth waiting for... YEAH!

I'm totally going crazy here...so just ignore...

2007-06-10T11:27:00.001+08:00

It's sooo boring nowadays...

I watched Ocean's Thirteen on Friday with my Ma. It was really nice, and funny, but I still like Ocean's Eleven better. But there were these group of guys (seemingly ah bengs) who were sitting quite close to us who laughed (as in REALLY loudly) at everything! seriously, if a guy walks in a room or something, they laugh, when it comes to a funny part, you don't even want to know. Damn, why watch something you don't even understand? Do they need to see a sign telling them when to laugh and when not to? I curse them man!

I realised that I'm extremely unlucky, not in real life, but in games like Diablo II. While Cyn finds all the cool unique and set items, I'm still using RARE items and lousy sets like Sigons. I'm still wearing Spirit Shroud at level 69! My magic find is 70-90+, hers is 200+! It's extremely unfair lah! Haiyah... My Paladin sucks like hell, and Cyn's Barb is quite good because she has all the items, plus she is 8 levels higher than me, mostly because I don't play much. If you guys don't know what the hell I'm talking about, just ignore.

I'm gonna go read, and hopefully, I don't develop a painful headache that I do every single day.

2007-06-08T10:06:00.000+08:00

yo people, canyou do me a favour? Go to this website http://www.freewebs.com/randomstuff1294/ and just read it.

It's for my PBL project. Just make it look alive, and post your comments in the forum.

PLEASE!

2007-06-06T12:59:00.000+08:00

I just found out I have more homework. Damn it! I hate English!
I have to do two comprehensions, 3 book reviews and a composition with the title 'An Ambitious Attempt'. I'm having writers' block... I can't think of anything. I finished everything but the compo yesterday (yes in one day!). OH, I HATE HOMEWORK.
I need inspiration, so guys, can you please help me out? What counts as 'ambitious'? The keyword is 'attempt', so does that mean the character succeeded? What should the attempt be? I really want to get this over and done with, that way, I can pass the holiday worry-free and without a care in the world, instead of fussing over what to write about.
Ocean's Thirteen premiers tomorrow, and I really can't wait to watch it! Cyn's watching it with her friends at Plaza Singapura on Friday, but I don't want to go with her because first of all, Mom won't give us money for food and second of all, I hate it when her friends start pestering me and calling me 'Cynthia's Twin'. Trust me, I get enough of that as it is. So I'm gonna watch it with my Ma on Saturday, hopefully. My whole family loves the Ocean's trilogy.
It's so weird, there are so many trilogies coming out, like Shrek 3, PoTC 3, and now Ocean's Thirteen. I wonder what Ocean is up to now, hopefully its not as confusing as the previous one with the Nightfox. Cyn doesn't like Matt Damon though, but I'm sure she loves George Clooney, even though he is so old. Although my favourite oldie has to be Richard Gere (is that how you spell it?).
Anyway, I'm gonna take a nap and hopefully figure out what in the hell I'm going to write about. At least I have it better than Cyn, who has to write a STORY, as in a real novel-like thing, within the month.

2007-06-02T11:25:00.001+08:00

I'm BACK!

Man those two days were really tiring man...

Okay, this is gonna be one heck of a long entry...

We (meaning my sis, my ma and I) took a coach ride to Genting. I barely slept, but the seats were extremely comfortable, and it had a LEG REST! It went way down too, but there was they friggin annoying kid who kept banging on my seat. Damn idiot man! We reached Genting at about 5am, and since we were supposed to check into the hotel at 9am, we had a long wait ahead of us. Cyn and I listened to our iPods a bit, then tried to sleep on the uncomfortable plastic chairs at the lobby. It didn't work out. Then at about 7am, we got up and decided to get some breakfast. Lugging our suitcases, we went to look for some chow. We ate at this crappy resturant inside the Indoor Theme Park. I ate spaghetti, Cyn ate wanton mee, and ma ate wanton soup. it wasn't really that good, and man was it expensive. They charged us a 10% service tax even though it was self-service man!

After that, we bought out tickets and played a bit at the Indoor Theme Park as it was still a little early so the Outdoor Theme Park wasn't opened yet. We had to help ma carry the suitcases back down into the lobby. She didn't want to come play with us so she stayed in the hotel room and read her Chinese romance story thing.

We played bumper cars a bit, the the lousy weak indoor roller coaster that was kinda pathetic. Then we went outdoor and played a bit. My favourite ride in the Outdoor Theme Park has to be the Corkskrew, which is the mother of all roller coasters. Too bad the queue there was really long so we could only ride it once. Then, under the persuation of Cyn, I went on the Space Shot, which basically brings you way high up and then plunges you down. When it reached the highest point, it stayed there a little while. Cyn told my to open my eyes, and boy, when I saw how high up we were, I was gonna pee in my pants. The view was spectacular though, and I'll always remember it. It was heavenly, for about a second, then it plunged down...

I'll skip a few hours, forget the boring stuff, and fast forward to the next day. Ma came with us this time. We rode on the Corkskew, the Space Shot, and this driving thing where you basically just drive laps around a smallish track. My fingers were freezing though. Guess I was driving a little to fast...

Then we went on a ride called the Cyclone, which was actually just a really cool roller coaster that went down a lot. After that, we went on this really fun ride where you sit on a chair suspened by chains and they whirl you aroung like a lasso or something like that. The second time, Cyn felt a little sick so we went on the bumper cars to try to cure her nausea. Amazing eh, but I think it kinda worked. How 'bout that!

Then we went on this new ride called the Flying Coaster. You're lying on your stomach and spining, diving and soaring in the air. It was really cool, and I wonder if flying is really that terrifying, because if it is, I don't think I want wings man!

We ate dinner and went back to the hotel for a rest, after which we watched this show that was half a magic show, half a dance performance. The plot was really stupid, but the lights were cool. It was not that bad, I must add.

We were supposed to check out the next day, so we didn't buy any tickets. Instead, we watched Pirates of the Caribbean. It was way to confusing, with too many subplots, and not really finished either. I don't want to be a spoiler so I won't say much about the plot. It was really long though, almost 3 hours.

After that, we got on our coach, which had massage chairs by the way, and headed back home. As it started to go down, I felt really sick, and so did Cyn. My ears felt terrible, and I had no idea why. We reached home at about 10pm and since dad was using the comp, I couln't watch Sweet November, which is one of the most tragic movies ever, the top being Titanic and Moulin Rouge.

Okay, I've summed up my holidays, I think I'm going to the library by myself now, so goodbye people!

2007-05-29T08:04:00.001+08:00

Adios Amigos! (In case you don't know what I mean, I'm saying goodbye in Spanish)

Me, my sis and my ma are going to Genting tonight, instead of the initial plan of going to Australia. Never mind, at least I get to go somewhere, right?

It's so boring at home, all I do is stare at the computer screen and watch digits rise and fall as I await the movie I'm downloading to finish. Then, I watch the movie, and when it's done, I stare some more. This boredom has weird effects on me. For example, I seem to have lost my appetite. I just don't like chicken nuggets anymore. The thought of eating makes me feel kinda sick. This is so not me...

I'm blogging pretty early, and Cyn's still asleep. She looks funny when she sleeps, it's amazing she doesn't drool in the position she's sleeping in. That's another effect of boredom: no matter how late I sleep, I always seem to wake up at 7 or 8, which is really infuriating because my day gets longer because of that, which means I have to stare for a longer time.

I'm going CRAZY!!!

My bro came back from the Navy and gave us a couple of light sticks, which unfortunately was stolen by him, but I really don't care how he got them, I just want to crack'em! I find light sticks extremely cool, and I love cracking them. Me and my sis are gonna have a lightsaber battle, and I'm the one with the red lightsaber, so technically, I'm playing the role of Darth Vader... Cyn...I am your father...(That sounds wrong)

My bro gave my sis his iPod photo 60GB because I didn't want it. He bought a new iPod Video because now, he has a salary! Although it's only $2000 a month... So now, I have my sis's iPod Nano 2GB with all her crappy songs which I long ago outgrew, and which I have to delete myself... Plus, and added bonus, I have her pink checkered casing which she puts her iPod in... Whoopdedo!! I gave my iPod Nano 1GB to my ma, and she's gonna murder it by putting Chinese songs into it... I feel so sad for my iPod; nothing should be put into such agony, such horror, such torture!

I'm getting kinda drama here...

2007-05-25T12:19:00.000+08:00

Haven't blogged for a LONG time. Quite a lot has happened.

First of all, my mom says that we (my sis, mom and I) are going to Australia in the holidays, to Movie World I think. I really can't wait.

Recently (like yesterday) we had a power trip because my sis's plug doesn't work so when she wants to plug in her fan, blackout. I was in the middle of a shower, then suddenly everything just turned black. I thought Cyn offed the lights, as she always does. My dad got pissed the second time.

Tomorrow, Cyn and I are gonna watch Pirates of the Carridbean, I don't know why she wants to watch it so early, I bet she just wants to use up my movie tickets...

I saved $90+ and gave mom $70 to put in my bank. Since it was all coins, it was friggin heavy. Amazing that I saved that mcuh in a few months...

2007-05-19T22:25:00.000+08:00

I haven't told my folks about my results yet... I really don't want to. They don't know I topped my class in Science, or that I nearly flunked two subjects. At least they don't have to come to the meet the parents session because my overall average is higher than 60%. Why does my form teacher have to be my Chinese teacher? I wish we didn't have exams, because the highs and lows and literally kill you.

I had ELDDS photoshoot yesterday, the camera was really bright. Blinked alot of times.

Nothing more ot say, gonna watch TV...

2007-05-18T16:33:00.000+08:00

Exam results are out... I wouldn't say I did very well... Only for Geog (81) and Science (85). I topped my class in Science, believe it or not, but kinda flunked my Lit for my standards. English wasn't really that good, and Math and Chinese, oh I don't want to talk about them man! Suck! I can't believe I only got 56 for math! That's like uber low, am I really that stupid? Don't answer that.

The day before, I sat on the sofa in front of the TV for about 4 hours watching Prison Break 2 because my mom bought the CD, although its pirated so it was kinda hard to make out what the were saying. There's gonna be a season three that's for sure... Man it was thrilling...