The Merger, and the Split Up.

Prepare yourself for a long post.

School was incredibly short, with 4 periods taken over with the leadership handover ceremony, it seemed so odd, like you question yourself "Didn't I just attend this ceremony?", and now a year has passed for the incoming to take over the outgoing.

It was a very dull ceremony, with muster parade via 'live telecast' (WHA SNAZZY NAME SIA) & the ceremony itself. I tell you, the live telecast idea is stupid. We had fun ignoring the emcee (at the muster parade) and making our own goo-goo-gaa-gaa imitations.

All I have to say. I am fully disagreeable to this - THE STUDENT COUNCIL MERGE WITH PSLs. But of course I congratulate Sean, Liyan and Mirliana most sincerely for snagging your CCAs' 1st or 2nd positions (aka President, Vice-President) AND the New "Student Leaders Council" Vice President position. Btw, I miss Liyan so much, and Beiyu and I are so proud of her! Everything, all these. Done by the work of her own hands. YES she ought to be admired.

Oh yes, I think Genevieve is super girl! (; Positively. I didn't even know she was in the executive chairperson council. Gee. Now she's President. I doubt she'll read this. But yes, congratulations to her.

***

Today is a strange day.

Went for piano lesson and at my house bus stop, I met a boy. A mad primary school boy. He was loitering around the bus stop like a little mini pervy, and then when I sat down, he walked around me countless times, he was talking to himself, making strange actions, and playing with his (I later found out in the bus) bookmark. Apparently he was talking to his school bag and his trusty bookmark, which he clutched oh-so-steadily in his hand.

Boy: -points @ schoolbag- Don't bluff! I don't believe you cannot see her. Come, shake her hand -shakes imaginary hand-

That's one eery conversation I overheard. Another cute adorable boy, his school mate, was also there, and he thought I was mad to sit next to him. Well I didn't know he was mad! I think he has imaginary friends, so yeah, and it's rude to ostracise him because he's, queer.

Got there. Crossed the road. In the middle of the road, (with the curb, not those painted on lines) I fell down. Strangely, I fell in push up position, and I have this weird feeling that I was pushed. I heard footsteps, running. My imagination was running wild (I was like, omg, is that person chasing after me?) and then, I fell. Then I stood up, and crossed the road. Then I looked back. Empty.

Result: I grazed my knee, damn.

The even stranger part. It didn't hurt that much as I expected it too. In fact, it didn't hurt at all. I was aware it had that very acid feeling like acids destroying your skin, but, no, no pain. I just took a tissue and blotted the secretion (It's like 15% blood, 5% skin, 80% yellow secretion). No blood! My god.

Well then, went for my lesson. On the way home, took a bus of horror. I sat in front of a undermatured long-pants boy, who talked, very much like Yong Liang x20. If you thought YL was quite disgusting, wait til you meet this guy.

He was blasting his 10000-decibel voice in my ear (the whole bus could hear his damn childish conversation). He was talking to this little soft-spoken boy from primary school, and I thought he was lower sec, HE WORE LONG PANTS. Ah, ah, ah, disgraceful uh.

Blasterboy: You know when you are my age you will know. It's very easy to get A1 and A2 but I got 56, don't know why though! ... ... I tell you when you get to lower secondary, everyone will get into Friendster and all these web programs and stuff ... ... My god, one day I woke up at about 8am, no, 7am, ah, normally I wake up at 8am then I used the computer and do like all the games + Friendster + I have a lot of friends on the net so I chat and then suddenly my mom came in and told me it's time to sleep. I was omg! I used the comp the whole day already. Now it's time to sleep?! AHHAHAHAHA (10000 decibels X5) -louisa dies- Oh yeah you know what is blogging? Oh it's like you know diaries right? Then it's like a diary you put on the website! Yeah. You know I got A2 for one of my subject la then the girl got like super bad and I'm gonna post on my blog and say I got A, MAYBE she'll read this then haha! She'll feel so horrible. Oh yeah those girls in my school ah. They pretend they like me, call me honey and dear and all that, but I told them "I have a girlfriend", "My girlfriend is my computer"

I was covering my face with mock horror and the rest of the people in the bus felt horrible too. It was RESOUNDING ah his voice. -.-

1. He acts like he's senior of the world - an old man! "When you are my age, you will know"
2. He talks about a lot of computer stuff and all the kinds of browsers, Firefox, IE, Opera... etc. WHATAGEEK.
3. He is knowledgeable but super annoying with it.
4. HE IS SUCH A LOSER.
5. He misunderstands females' flamboyant bimbo chatter.
6. HIS GIRLFRIEND IS A COMPUTER. Even when my sister says it about me (my boyfriend), I know it's such a loser statement. But he thinks he's so cool when he says it. Off!

***

For the strangest fridays of my life, isn't it 7th month tomorrow? (Or so I've heard from Lina)

***

What would you feel if Happy was stripped away from you?
What would you feel if your loved one was torn away from your heart?
What would you feel if your friend betrayed you more than once?What would you feel if you lost what you invested in?

You would not feel.

***

We are not happy about it.

GOOD LUCK TO THE BAND MEMBERS TAKING PART IN THE SYF GRAND FINALS of ALL SCHOOLS AND YOUR EFFORT IS KINDLY APPRECIATED. Well I know how much pain you've got to go through.

Even if your hope burned with time
You will be fine

1343 Deeper.

Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams
Just go ahead, let your hair down

Here's (from left) Jael, Michelle, Lou, Cheryl, Valencia and Rachel. (;

Emory, you've got me singing for you.

Pangs of neglect, with confused mind a whispering, "I feel you."

Then he sang for me,
"When all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know you'll do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through
. . .
So a day when you've lost yourself completely
Could be a night when your life ends
Such a heart that will lead you to deceiving
All the pain held in your hands..."

Fiancee of lonesome Night

Thriller Madness.

Oh my god I'm going crazy. My mum is like imposing her stupid wills on me, which is really ridiculous. It's not that I don't want to honour my mom and all, but it's really lame. -.- I just got up at 7.30pm after a 3.5 hour nap and she forces me to go and sleep now. I think that's crazy. I mean, she'd rather want me to roll around in the bed for another hour than go read something.

Now I'm just playing hide-and-seek, switching off my screen/monitor whenever she comes by the room, or knocks wildly on my door. I locked my door, she questioned why it was locked.

Damn, this is worse than a thriller or hiding from Godzilla.

A toast to loving you.

A show of my love for what was closer to heart;
For a facade turning 9.

Feeling a tad bit accomplished, having learnt how to do Completing Perfect Square (Quad. Eqn.) all by myself following the examples on the handout. Heh, perhaps if I continue this, I'll do better. (Used to slack off ah :l)

I like school.

Picture: That's me when I was six. Not a googled image thank you.

All the love I've met
I have no regrets
If it all ends now I'm set

Oh stomp on the Hichew.

Timetable's changed and the arrangement sucks.

Seating's changed, and I am still where I am always, The Corner.

Wow. My intimate corner, where my only friend is the white, clean, empty bookshelf.

Hello bookshelf, you know I love you.

How about I call you Chelsea?

Dear Chelsea,
Do you like sitting at the corner by yourself with no one but me to entertain? I sure do, you are the sweetest thing I've ever met. Always listening, always quiet, and you never interrupt! That makes my criteria of a good friend, really! Ah, over-chatty friends get on my nerves, so you're the best. Don't always signal to me to put my books on you, because that isn't something you would do to your best friend right? Yup, ah I'm so happy to be able to see you, every weekday, and I hope you always hope to see me too.

Well then, toodles dear Chelsea, and have a good night's sleep in school. (:

Love, Lou.

***

Spent a whopping long time of 3+ hours to clear out my huge cabinet just now (It's not that huge). Now it looks great, all neat, tidy and organised. I hope I don't mess it up again.

I want to be a racecar.

Vanity shoots.

School's in, all over again, and time to get the blues on.

Damn my ponytail's hard to manage. When was the last time I did my hair ponytail-style?

Well Bobo, it's time to get yourself some Frodo.

Eyes, so dead.

Having an honest conversation with a friend, where I'm acting all laughter & fine & dandy at the start (which I was) but after a while, well, reality kinda hits you like the Judge whamming her mallet following "Court Adjourned!".

Well, we were talking about the times we've had. How much we've drifted. This sounds so damn cliched, but that's what we talked about anyway.

In one year, I lost the ones I loved.

Everything seems so happy yet so sad. We're laughing yet we're hurting.

Hey there friend. Thanks for talking to me.

Post-note: This is really true, don't be a wuss and think that I'm trying to act emo. Please, I've got better things to do.

Negativity in Princess Cut.

Save me from gorging myself with Mamee, I'm not feeling quite myself today.

It's time to say goodbye to the last weekday of this June holiday. Crap. My weekends are packed, with a full-day cousin's wedding tomorrow (yes, I so anticipate the good food) and with church, piano lesson and gram's lame birthday party on Sunday.

Did I mention the birthday party was supposed to be on Saturday (YES, we were supposed to miss it) but they rescheduled because this time, it isn't celebrated in a restaurant, but in her house with cheap buffet dinner.

There's still homework too.

So much for being contented with what you have.

You know, holidays suck shit. Because, when it's time to go back to non-holiday status, you can't let go. Don't you agree with me?

Lose yourself.

It's Hard to Say

... a lot of things.

I thought about school and coincidentally I saw this picture of Mr Goh, my DM.


Hilarious, I'll say. Maybe going back to school ain't that bad after all.

Picture from Alvin.

Reality sucks, dunnit?

I'm enjoying the eat-sleep-splurge vicious cycle of a lifestyle and regretting it as well, actually. I have less than four days to fix my biological cycle back to it's original. Man, I forsee only difficulty. I know I'm quite a pessimist and a realist, but gee, this is really hard.

I woke up, disgusted at my pig-alikeness, at 2pm. I only slept at 2am! My god, it's really gonna be hard to push the alarm right back to 6am, or earlier. This holidays have been really badly wasted. I've really done nothing at all.

Lemme evaluate myself:
I did not read my Joy Luck Club lit text for the second semester.
I did not get a job and earn any money.
I did not do my homework until the last minute. (yes, now.)
I did not revise or catch up on any work.
I did not collect my report book. (until now, uhuh)

Damn! I kinda hate sec 3 life with all that work and prep for the O level, and it's almost over already, and then next year we can wail about how time's passing way too fast for it's own good. Hmm, does that make any sense?

Let's see how much homework I have finished:
English Comprehension
English 6 Journal Entries
English Essay
A Math Paper '02
A Math Paper '03
Chemistry Worksheets (Not collected)
Literature stuff (Accidentally passed up with my Lit file -.-)

Result: That is pathetic. damndamndamndamndamn

Complain Queen.

Piano lesson, fairytale night.

It didn't turn out as fairytale-like as expected, as usual. Haha, in fact we ended up casual and stuff, and those that brought stuff to change into didn't change into them. We started off with some games, Blow Wind Blow & Whacko. Man, I hate stressful games. I think if I'm older by a few more years I'll prolly get a heart attack and die at the event! Haha.

Renee was kinda the unofficial emcee and she made the stuff we were gonna do pretty silly-sounding heh, but oh well. It was fun, even though Jinghan was like cackling into my ears with her thousand-decibel-trademark-wahaha continuously. Eeeegh, I think I've lost my sense of hearing.

Did some skits, and my caregroup actually won! I was pretty surprised. Well, we tied with TP cell - haha they were hilarious, and Stacey was so funny with her fruit basket and pigtails! Heh. The other groups were funny too, with Yogi being zhu ba jien (that pig from Sun Wukong) and Benjamin (I can't remember what he was, shan zi?). The JR cell was funny too, with Nicholas acting super spastic at the pubbing scene and in the 'house'. Haha!

Had a load of fun there, and I realise Gie is Aggie! (;

Oh well, goodbye for now! I remember I've got homework to finish in four days. Eeegh.

Draw Lots.

It's time to 'rekindle' old friendships all over again.

***

Here's a funny conversation - I think I'm mad today.
Nick: Eh you know what happened on sun?
Nick: I was supposed to put the capo on for the 3rd song
Nick: And as it was difficult to press, I got stuck in the middle of 2 frets & I started playing hahaha. Then it made this croak croak sound. Damn funny.
Lou: Ha ha ha very funny ah you - you lousy! HAHAHA
Lou: Ok shall not be mean.
Nick: Ya lo, say me until like that. You know how much balls it take to start one song? Haha.
Lou: Two, no matter how difficult, still two. Unless you don't have any to begin with. Kua kua kua...
Nick: Evil...
Nick: ...
Nick: Nothing to say
Lou: That's because what I said is true. Haha!

Wicked.

Went out with Melissa today to catch a Movie: RV - Runaway Vacation. Interesting show, but not exactly fantastic. The starting part of the story, was so not hilarious - and too draggy. It makes my heart melt to see the kids and wife treat their daddy so mean! Lesson learnt: Don't put too much pressure on the bacon bringer aka daddy! I think I look absolutely ugly in the picture, by the way - my eyes were exceptionally puny. (I think I look a little like Sam!)

Walked her home after much walking around in Far East and stuff. We saw Kui Jien (the malaysian actor in Singapore, who used to do Gotcha! with Rui En) and Fiona Xie, and then I saw Jeremy at the Marriott Hotel area, and Xinyi at the school bus stop. Haha! I refused to go home, so I walked back to the MRT to take train to Toa Payoh to change bus! I know I'm so lame, but I was dragging time, and also looking at some stuff at Toa Payoh.

Sent her home at 6.30pm, reached home at 7.30pm. See it's dark - and yeah sat around and ate a sandwich - then I went out to meet my sister at gardens and went to eat carrot cake with sugar cane juice. Yum.

Well that's about all for today.

Tomorrow's Fairytale Night, and argh I have piano lesson before that. Ew.

Prison of Choices.

Don't give up, you're not thinking.
Don't give up, just keep seeking.

Our prison of choices. Can we run free, alone?

Right and wrong is black and white
The illusions of this world and there is hope again

Is there gonna be hope again?


Somehow hit by this tugging at my heart that I've made a wrong choice. Why finish off something so extra special to my heart months ago? Why do I always do that, finish off things that meant something to me months ago. When it's over, it's over... then I finish it off, quite satisfied.

There's a time for everything.

Is that mentality really right?

Breaking Free.

Hey there best friend...

Monday Chuckles

I spent all day slacking around the house, watching tv and not doing my homework. I feel like such a good-for-nothing cliched loafer man. Haha - I don't even think that makes sense. I'm sweating as I'm typing this! Argh, I miss Cameron Highlands, because it is a remedy for my sensitive nose! No Body Odour, no bad smells! Use Cameron Highlands! (That sounded very much like the dettol advertisement hoho)

Was pretty surprised just now when I opened the fridge, taking my 3-times-daily-dose of Magnolia Milk (don't I drink milk much like a male? haha!) and saw this:


I know it's a brand, but for a moment it scared me, my mom only buys HL milk, Magnolia milk and Daisy! What cowhead! Lol.

Well, the rest of the day was spent gorging myself on 'small tambun biscuits'. Boy do I love this stuff. Heh. Small Tambun biscuits sounds stupid haha. Like, "Hey small tambun biscuits totally rocks my socks lah!" and I can imagine the whole group of teenagers laughing at the person who said it. Hahahaha.

Oh and the reason for the sudden abundance of pictures is that I've got a camera by my side. My cam is always out of AA batteries and it kills me, so yeah, now I'm using my mum's spare Cybershot (which she still has no idea how to use) forever. I don't think I'm returning it, but hoho, nobody's gonna tell her, right?

She'll ask for it anyway.

By the way, check this out.


Unglamness to the extreme - all over again. That auntie never learns her lesson. Haha. Lyn says she looks so auntie with the hairband. Please...

Liposuction for teasers.

A very different image for my blog here, in fact a very ugly image. I didn't really have much time to do it up, and I'm also too lazy.

Today seems very different, and I don't know why. Went to church in the morning for Care group and we shared about how the camp was beneficial to us. Samuel and his candid way of phrasing his words made the entire sharing thing way more lively. Somehow, care group's becoming more and more mundane & boring because of the Bible Study we did since forever, and it's just so long that it becomes draggy. Yeah, it can get really dry at times.


Didn't go for rangers because I had Father's Day lunch to 'attend'. We did something different as well, with my eldest sister treating some interesting wanton mee at Joo Chiat Road, and then heading down to Frankel Avenue for interesting and super-scam-expensive dessert. Well, it wasn't that much a scam because it tasted expensive - you can feel all that expensive cheese and fatty ingredients. Ah, my first taste of this Raspberry Broffel (I totally forgot the name, so excuse me haha, I might be just guessing & embarrassing myself hoho) was like, 'Whoa, heaven!' and then you feel as though real lardy liquefied fats is trickling down your throat. Hahaha what a grosteque imitation but well, I did feel like that! Then we had interesting Apple Crumble which tasted just like the apple - not too sweet, with oats, and Bread & Butter pudding. All together the dessert was about twice the amount of the wanton mee, in addition, there were eight of us eating together.

Well, it's nice to spend time with the family, despite every single time we're out together we always argue, with the exception of today. With that, I'll wish all fathers out there a Happy Fathers' Day.

What's a Dad for, Dad?
Tell me why I'm here, Dad
Whisper in my ear
That I'm growing up to be a better man, Dad
Everything is fine, Dad
Proud that you are my Dad
Cause I know I'm growing up to be a better man

Father, I will always be
That same boy that stood by the sea
And watched you tower over me
Now I'm older, I want to be the same as you
Yellowcard
Life of a Salesman
Ocean Avenue

Pillow Problem.

I took another test, and it said I was either Asexual, or Bisexual. Asexual being, sexless and Bisexual, well you know it.

High Maintenance?

The Five Love Languages

My primary love language is probably
Acts of Service
with a secondary love language being
Quality Time.

Complete set of results

Acts of Service:		12
Quality Time:		8
Receiving Gifts:		6
Physical Touch:		2
Words of Affirmation:		2

Information

Unhappiness in relationships, according to Dr. Gary Chapman, is often due to the fact that we speak different love languages. Sometimes we don't understand our partner's requirements, or even our own. We all have a "love tank" that needs to be filled in order for us to express love to others, but there are different means by which our tank can be filled, and there are different ways that we can express love to others.

Take the quiz

Couch Potato.

I decided I wouldn't blog about the church camp because it's far too longwinded and draggy. Most of it wouldn't be interesting to the general mass crowd anyway. Heh.

Oh well, today's a tiring day I must say! I woke up pretty late, at 12 plus, had my lunch, and started uploading most of the pictures onto my blog (Already uploaded into the computer last night, yes I am extremely efficient in things I'm really interested in > the Computer :] ) Had quite a bit of problems because Blogger is extremely annoying and the Recover Post function sucks quite a bit, but not as bad as when it was first introduced.

Went down to church, and my I was late! I'll blame it on my sister - because she dropped her laptop. I miss Cameron Highlands & the sweatless environment, Singapore seems like a microwave oven now, did I mention, my microwave oven is spoilt! So I have to use the oven to heat up food. Bleagh.

Ps Grace preached today, Caleb is adorable! I know that's really random, but hoho. I AM random. Well, the sermon was good and all. Yeap.

Took quite a bit of pictures, but I only have a few now 'cause that annoying Michelle went offline halfway during the transfer.


Okie doks I'm really tired now. So I'm off!

Picture Explosion.

Start of something new.

My last post before I go off for church camp! I'm not that excited though haha.

My arms are still aching from that stupid ET game Michelle and I played as a so called tie-breaker. We stood pointing to each other for one hour, like omg la.

Heh, well, a hot bath soothed the arms anyway. So well. We practically turned blue, and I think I had cold fever earlier in the day!

I just woke up from a short nap, less than one hour. Heh.

I can't wait, yet I'm scared. Haha, of getting robbed & some screw-ups.

Oh well, I have to wear spectacles tonight... gah. Remind me to bring my contact lenses! (;

Toodles, and I'll love you guys later!

BYE!

I want to be a murderer.

I don't wanna do this anymore
I don't wanna be the reason why
Everytime I walk out the door
I see him die a little more inside
I don't wanna hurt him anymore
I don't wanna take away his life
I don't wanna be.... a murderer

Weird X

Earwax: Rihanna - Unfaithful

Someone I knew was pregnant and gave birth, at 17. Fascinatingly weird.

Woke up super early today, and now I'm really dead beat, and there's patrol games tomorrow, ah! We'd better win! I don't like forfeits. Haha.

Watched Cars, for free, with free popcorn & drinks. (: Yup, thanks to Michelle's mom's colleague.

Kai, Glenn & Chris were also at Great World City, watching X Men 3. Yeah, so we met up with them later and went down to church together.

He misses the passed shadow
He misses whatever he shared with himself
Sorry, kinda forgot about you.
Who are you, again?
Tired, really tired.
Dropped the initiatives,
Now you've got a problem.
Sorry you, you lost something too hard to lose
To no one but herself
Byebye fair weather friend.

And haha, you can't contact me in Malaysia. (: Cheese!

Bitch up or leave.

Earwax: Pussycat Dolls - Buttons

Hmm, not an interesting day, just that last night I was wishing I would sleep in until really late, and guess what, I woke up at 1.30pm and went back to sleep until 3 o' clock. Whoop, and I'm pretty jolly that my day has been shortened til, so short! (:

So much for God giving us 24 hours in a day.

Packed most of my stuff for camp already, and I realise my clothes alone is really light, but when the slippers and toiletries went in, man, so heavy! Urgh.

Oh well, I stayed home all day, and it's nice. Heh, I haven't bathed, and the opening match is starting big whoop.

Goodbye you, rebirth means war.

I hate childish overaged boys, really.

I'm sorry you feel unloved.

Sleek with neon blue light.

Earwax: Maksim - Croatian Rhapsody

Hahahahah, now let's point and laugh like mad at those stupid two buggers. I don't feel sympathy! I just wanna, crack up every moment and laugh until I die. Hey, at least I die happy! Contented, not like you, you glum thing!

Enough of sicko attitude (I've been a bit mad the whole night), I had quite a nice day out. I went for piano lesson in the afternoon, taking the usual one hour trip to her house. -.- Then I stayed for another hour after lesson in her house because I was waiting for Cheryl. Then I watched some interesting shows on Channel 5, and even some dumb ones on kids central, like The Magic Schoolbus. Heh.

Trained down to Bugis because it was on the way, and I bought a long-sleeved top. Then we hung around and I ate 2 Old Chang Kee curry puffs (I didn't eat breakfast & lunch okay.) Then my dad picked me up, together with Lyn & Thom, then we went... heh, somewhere that made me supeeeer happy. Heh.

You know the spoilt mp3 player? Oh yeah, go figure man.

Boy do I love my daddy! Always did, always will.

That is, if he keeps his hands off my table. :D

Bam bam & his club.

Earwax: Jamie Cullum - Frontin'

This is really random, but the thought has been so-called 'resounding' in my mind since 8 o'clock. And what's that thought, you ask?

Well, it's telling me to thank this person called Nigel whom I really have no idea who he is, for defending me against some anonymous person (Oh we never get enough of them) for calling me, I remember vaguely, "go geylang prostitue one". Considering that you're a complete stranger, I think that's absolutely sweet. (The defendant's name on the tagboard was 'Nigel' so I'm assuming it's that name)

Oh yeah, well, that is if he/she still reads this blog - I have a brilliant memory.

Thank you for being such a blessing, along with the others who defended me as well, you're not forgotten, really.

Oh, and for the URLs which slammed me, I know who you are. No worries, you're forgiven.

Why do I sound like I'm in such a good mood?

Gee. This is hella fun & another proof it's so darn easy to get into my good books. Ha-ha-ha.

Oh yeah, I know this post sounds absolutely cheesy. Suit yourself & think whatever you want.

Laughs & frowns, ups & downs.

Earwax: Jimmy Eat World - Kill

I spent today lazing around, doing half of my English comprehension holiday homework, thinking of what clothes to bring to camp, watching a Christmas edition of That's so Raven and other random shows, and spending more than 4 hours on the computer.

Sinful? I'll say not. Haha, because I managed to do half my comprehension! That's a start, and a miracle.

Singapore Idol sucks, because these chosen few are not even close to the best in America. In fact, in America, this standard gets kicked out fairly early in the show. Once you got around to watching American Idol, why would you want to watch sub-standard Singapore Idol? Haha, oh in addition, some of them are really behaving like idiots with act-cute, act-hot poses and stick-out tongues. Haha, I wondered if they all had something wrong with their tongues. Who knows?

Maybe you have to have a birth tongue defect before you can join the competition. Oh, my imagination just gets more interesting.

I'm so not into telly.

Well you're just across the street
Looks a mile to my feet
I wanna go to you

Catch the Sun.

Don't lose yourself in your chase of recognition.

Why do we always forget that and run so much off-track?

The crave for perfection in their eyes.

We don't need this praise from Man.

Jamie Cullum - Photograph

Her name was written on a photograph
Right next to her red sunburned face
It all had happened in that long tall grass
About a mile from her old place

I can't remember how it started
And if it lasted that day in the sun
We said that we were going to study hard
We held our books instead of hands
She held a blanket over cans of beer
I can't deny I was so full of fear
It's just another story caught up in another photograph I found
And it's seems like another person lived
That life a great many years ago from now

When I look back on my ordinary, ordinary life
I see so much magic, though I missed it at the time

And there's the first time that I tried that stuff
I think I look a little green
I remember throwing up behind a bush
And I found it hard to use my feet
And who was that easily laid little boy who's really off his head

It was the same night that I kissed that girl
The tall one with the auburn hair
I remember laughing 'cause to kiss me
She had to sit down on a chair
And she tasted like the schnapps she'd drunken
And the cigarettes she'd stolen from her mum
And it's just another story caught up in another photograph I found

Rockabye flower.

It's a goodbye song for Michelle & Clarence. I've got to admit that I'll miss them a little. After all, they amuse me much, and make me laugh.

I went for prata at nine-ish with Dad and Lynette. Heh, Daddy always says I'm scheming. Haha, and I reply with "That's just you in my personality." Of course, he got around to trying to defend himself, failing all the same.

I like the fact that this skin is scaring people, especially with the green eyes. You have to note that I did change the eye colour. It was originally blue. Haha, and blue is a more neutral (less scary, basically) colour. Haha, I think I repeated that quite a few times, but oh well, that wouldn't hurt anyway.

Just listened to some of Mrbrown's Podcasts - Hilarious, I'll say, and both Miyagi & Brown deserve to be famous. Anyhows I don't think Wendy Cheng (Alias: Xiaxue) is as deserving to be famous. She is quite interesting though - but I just don't like the excessive use of vulgarities when she is fed up with something. It's just so, uncouth. Well, now she seems pretty happy (less vulgarities, haha) with her new angmoh boyfriend. I can just hear myself saying, "Wat siah, people think got amerikan boyflend super big ah. Sorry hor, dey all CASSAnova leah! Infidelaty alwaes!" in Singlish accent. Well, I don't think an average Singaporean would be using 'Casanova' and 'Infidelity' haha, but I don't know no hokkien so oh well. I guess this puts across the point I'm trying to make.

I've been pigging all day. Interestingly, today is 666, a significantly evil day - well, it isn't 666 anymore now, which reminds me to say it's 4 days away! The camp, I mean.

I have not gotten my mp3 player repaired. It annoys me that the volume button got jammed. Like what the- Why get jammed just before a 10-hr bus journey to Cameron Highlands? Such evilness.

Blogger is driving me crazy - Like the connection keeps failing and all. Maybe it's my computer? I doubt so. Oh well, my computer is getting old, it's been upgraded since forever. Maybe I should just get a new desktop (or laptop?) hahahaha. Dream on man lou, dream on. Haha, I've actually got quite a few computers around in my house - so it doesn't really matter to me, just that all my stuff are stored in my computer. This one I'm using. Heh. Guess what's the height of my super-cool-gizmo-thingy CPU (or is it monitor?)

It's the height of my hand (Inclusive of fingers). Cool huh? That's what upgrading does to your computer. In addition, it's a nice glossed blue colour. Unfortunately I hate blue.

I am just itching to blog, and I don't know why.

And daily insomnia is killing me softly.

Clocks.

I've spent more than 6 hours on the computer today. I vowed to finish some of my homework today, or most of it, and I ended up only doing one journal entry. -.-

So I've been touching up Jinghan's stupid skin (That Roderick friend of hers had the image put together with the stupid background), doing Jael's skin, and doing up my own skin.

Well, comment! Haha, I've already got a funny comment from Valencia that the picture scared her. -points and laughs- I agree it's a little creepy because it's quite big. Haha.

Here's what I drew on Val's blog, she is sick. Aha, and I'm sick too.

I cannot wait for Church Camp 2006! 5 more days! This week seems to pass really slowly. Urgh.

Five Times August.

So maybe I've got a lot to learn
Or maybe I'm just hangin' on my words
Or maybe it's not a big concern
But if I raise my head
Would i understand why i'm better with you

So maybe there's not a lot to say
Or maybe I'm wrong doin' things my way, yeah
Or maybe things will be okay
If I get it together and do something clever
I'll make it better with you

So tell me where did I go wrong before you
Before you came along
Well it seems like i was lost
You showed me how to do things right
Now i'm so glad that now you're mine

Miscalculation.

A cheeky grin and a false laugh she plastered on.

"Oops, both of you lost"

And it just gets sweeter, sneakier & dirtier.

It's the rebirth of the new Feminist Files, all over again.

I'm sorry, I don't speak dot.

B463.

NRIC, done! I look like I've aged from 12 to 16. Boy do I hate taking passport photos, and I took using those little photobooths, haha, and everyone in the queue can see your taken picture. There IS a very long queue.

And I think I'm mad because I bought 2 jackets.

Foreshadow death.

Cause I'm hopeful, yes I am, hopeful for today
Take this music & use it, let it take you away
And be hopeful, hopeful and he'll make a way
I know it ain't easy but it's okay
Let's be hopeful.

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I knew this song since Sec 2, and I personally think it's a really nice song. Yeah, and I know that once I post it, some specific people will go download the song and we'll all wind up listening to the same music. Bloody annoying - but oh well. I know everybody can't stand her (She just doesn't know, so fortunately) I wanted to watch Coach Carter, seemed a good show.

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I need to do my NRIC, gah I only had two weeks, and now I only have five more days. I'm so, so lazy. I need to take a passport photo with my contact lenses (I have many, many passport photos, taken by both the school and externally but they're all with spectacles & fugliness, haha) Then I need to go down to Lavender (so farrrrr), I thought maybe if I go Lavender, I should go Bugis too so I don't waste the trip there, but I have my money planned out on what to spend, and so far I don't have spare (I haven't got this week's allowance, oh yeah), so I'd better not go. Hahaha.

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Superstuds, superduds. What is the whole difference? They both are super anyway.

I saw two coffins in vans yesterday, strangely, I was awfully fascinated.

Is it getting better
Or do you feel the same?
Will it make it easier on you now?
You got someone to blame

Snapshots of the Great.

I made a vow to myself tonight. Will I keep it? Yes I will.

I'm going away for church camp next week, and I'm pretty excited about it. Sure, I'll be removed from my favourite seat in the house (Specifically the computer chair), but I guess that'd be okay. I'm sure I'll have a good time in Malaysia together with the whole buncha youths. Anyway, there is internet access there, besides the not-so-appealing fact that it comes with a price tag. Haha, don't waste ringgit ah. (This made me think "ring it baby, ring it!") Ring what?

Hmm, today was pretty good. I'm still sick, gah, so I'm coughing like crazy. Rangers was good, and I was so caught up in the very interesting & applicable Spirit Challenge that I was late for piano lesson! Argh. Well, it was okay, I even got (my favourite!) Old Chang Kee curry puff. Heh heh heh.

I like uniform day. It's so, uniform. Heh heh.

Oh shoot.

It is not good.

Daddy put some yellow (super acidic) medication on my rashes, it's gonna be pee-coloured tomorrow. Gah, so revolting.

Started off the day shaken up by my mom, I slept at 2am, and I'm still suffering the after effects. Ugh. Went for a first-month celebration, and boy, babies & little kids tottling around kinda annoy me, they play catching and run into you when you're carrying food. Then you get scolded because you don't avoid the kids, or might injure the kids with your hot food.

Hello? It's the kids running around not the teens!

Kids, are really instant-rechargeable-batteries in disguise.

Went to Toa Payoh to while away time before church, then had service, camp briefing and stuff, then we went for a quick dinner then McCafe! Yup, that's all.

I'm in a hurry for the checkerboard bed.

Balls & Such.

This is probably the nicest & most exciting evening I've ever had since this year started (or any other year for that matter) I went out for birthday dinner with Michelle, Jeralyn, JH & Cheryl, and Cheryl was super late, and Jeralyn had school. Haha, so the night got off at quite a bad start. Haha, I know my birthday dinner is really late, but yeah, we weren't free!

I treated them to Pepper Lunch, well it was yummy, and Michelle, as usual being her whole greedy self (Are all Michelles greedy for food ah?) got the most expensive combo, and I'm like -.-! Hahaha, after all we happened to take the below $10 meals, and being extra, Michelle took the $15 one. So much for coming for the free food ah Michelle. Well we had fun there, and there was a lot of 'scandals' in the 'restaurant' HAHA, and Jeralyn and I were like "Ew, gross!" There was this pretty gross table full of 17 year old guys behind us, that was reallllllllly gross.

We left, then we walked around Wisma, then Jinghan left us (So early, the night is still young eh!) Then we wanted to take the train to Marina Bay and just slack and go home, but we dropped at City Hall & went to the Esplanade! Whoop.

So we went to the roof terrace, and watched some beatboxing 'show' and stuff, then we sat around at those benches overlooking the sea. But anyway the night breeze was nice, and walking around was fun. We left after much lazing around, then we reached home all about 12. Well, I did.

Great night out. I like nightlife. I hate daylife, the sun's too hot.

I sat opposite Jinghao in the train (With Michelle).
I walked into Yi Qian (Ex drum major) & girlfriend at Far East.
I walked past Cedric & friend at Esplanade.
I saw some Sec 5 guy in town.
I saw some Sec 4 NA girl in Toa Payoh.
I took the same bus as Jinghao home (With Cheryl).

Ah, coincidences.

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This post is written at 11.55am because the blogger server was down yesterday night.

Friday Night Fever.

Top picture: That's one of the gross guys. Haha, just one.

Here's friday's pictures. We didn't take much though.

I was annoyed though, that I looked the fattest. Yup I know I'm quite a chubby, but just because I'm broad doesn't mean I have to look the fattest in the pictures. Damn. Besides, I AM the skinniest.

The Casualty.

I kinda miss Erica. That because, she hardly is online when I am online. Haha, sounds a bit gay, yeah, and TF, sue me if you have to.

Trapped in corners.

Going for supper with Lyn, Daddy & the occasional Thomas is nice. I don't know why, it's relaxing to just sit out there in the late midnight breeze, with lesser people around and maybe eat a prata or two, accompanied by teh-bing (also known as iced tea). The feeling is sweet, peaceful, you can almost call it "Bliss". The house just wraps me up in a cocoon, I don't know, it seems to swallow me up, with a subtle refusal of my leaving the house. Yet I defy it, still.

After the arrival, I went with Lyn to Novena to get her stuff changed then we went for dinner, at our used-to-be haunt after swimming. Everything's changed now hasn't it? I haven't gone there for a long time, either with my friends or my sister. My friends refuse to go there, and sometimes I feel like leaving the group to go home myself, because I don't feel like entertaining, and perhaps that I'll find satisfaction with myself. Self-satisfaction, that's a very nice feeling ain't it? But I never do leave the group, once again, I don't know why. Maybe I'm too starved. I highly doubt.

I just finished a novel, in three hours, yeah I know that's slow. Give my sister one hour and she's done. It's a nice book, 'cause everything runs in chronological order. Sweet.

Oh, I'm opening a new blog for my more-personal rantings. Feel free to ask me for it, 'cause I'd never tell a soul.

Love you tomorrow. I don't feel like accomodating anyone tonight.

Rice.

Don't give up what you've worked for. Pick up what you've dropped, relive what you didn't live properly, and start all over. Don't just drop everything or let them roll away into the drains.

People forget about it, and would rejoice with you your new start and leaf-turning.

So why do you still harp on the past? We know you still do, however how you cover it up. You've lost your youth, already, so why do you want to lose more of it?

Just drop it like it's hot, alright?

And so it is
The shorter story
No love, no glory
No hero in her sky
The colder water
The blower's daughter
The pupil in denial