Tuesday, October 31, 2006

2:10 PM

Okay so today becca and I went to watch The Prestige today! Because we had complimentary tickets that expired today.

And EEEE the movie is so, so much more macabre and morbid than the book. It seriously gave me chills. AND THEY KILLED SO MANY BIRDS?! Poor canaries! )):

But anyway read the book before you watch then you'll understand the movie! And appreciate it cos it's better than the book. But it's very different from the book, actually.

Haha too much time's brought me back to doing really lame stuff like read funny HP fanfics. But oh the writer's so humorous, it cracks me up. Like,

Draco to ron:
"I'm sorry?" said Draco. "You'll have to speak up, you're so low down the income scale that I can't hear you."

Harry to draco:
"Malfoy, I was thinking-"
"Don't try to impress me," Draco sneered. "I'm a Ravenclaw. We think every day."
(um, ravenclaw!draco : D)

And all that funny stuff! :D

Yay I shall continue reading, bye.

Monday, October 30, 2006

4:56 PM

Since mel wanted to know about the Ominous Presence I might as well talk about it.

Well sometime at the end of last year I got scared of my room, for no apparent reason. And the nights were really scary.

It started with some mild knocking-like noise at the windows at night. At first it happened when both I and my younger brother (who shares my room) were consciously present, so it was kind of like, you know, the handle of the roman blinds hitting against the window (Sidetrack: roman blinds are irritating). But somehow, everytime my younger brother drifted off to sleep (insomnia remember), the room would seem to get darker, and all the little sounds in the room would seem to magnify. The clock would tick louder. Some lizard would make weird noises. And worst of all the darned knocking on the window would go on persistently. So I'd be lying stiff with terror on the bed, not daring to move in case the witch at the window realised that I was alive and came in to eat me.

It kind of went on for ages, and somehow the Ominous Presence seemed to be waiting to catch me alone, waiting for my brother to sleep so it could knock on my window and torture me. Okay it sounds really unbelievable and I actually don't believe myself either. But anyway I checked the blinds yesterday again, and there's really no way it could have knocked that loudly and that closely to my bed.

So anyway I was morbidly afraid of my room for months, and I'd always go kip out in my kor's room. At that time his room was like, Heaven. Peaceful and cool and no weird knocking noises at the window.

But yeah after a while I sort of forgot about being scared and went back to my room, and whenever there were knocking noises at my window I'd mutter 'shut the hell up' and turn over. And um after a while it disappeared, kind of. Or maybe I just stopped being paranoid or something.

Anyway so recently my kor started coming over to my room and hogging our beds. So one night I decided it wasn't so bad sleeping in his room (compared to the floor of my room) and went over. At first it was nice, you know your own room, nice dark starry sky outside the window. But after I said my prayers and shut my eyes there was this weird, dark feeling that came over. Don't know how to describe it, but it was rather horrifying. It lasted for God knows how long, then suddenly just went away.

Told my kor the next day and he said he had the same feeling too! Which was why he didn't like sleeping in his room alone, and kept coming over. Also he hates his room now. And I like my room now!

The end!

Nice ghost story right. Haha.

Yeah beware of witches knocking at your window tonight! Whooo.

10:47 AM

OOooh okay HCL Os are like, OVER.

Gosh.

I still don't believe it. Okay it didn't feel like Os at all.

... not that I'd know how Os felt like.

But well! Still suffering from an overdose of Chinese. Still thinking slightly in Chinese, and I keep lapsing into Chinese when speaking. ): Shall purge my system of Chinese! By reading loads and loads and loads of English books and not thinking about Chinese. Moo ha ha.

YAY.

Bridge sleepover at my house this friday! How exciting.

Thursday, October 26, 2006

4:09 PM

I blog over and over again just so I can pen down all my thoughts and all my experiences, and later read them and learn more about myself. I've always wondered how I sound. You know, you usually don't pay much attention to people you're close to, because you like to take them for granted? Yeah thats how I treat myself, sometimes I feel.

I hate it how I can't help turning all curt and taciturn whenever my mum takes out some of her precious time to revise Chinese with me. Especially when I've been waiting all day for her to do it.

How, mum, can you know how much I love you, when I never seem to appreciate you enough? Sometimes I regret not being closer to my parents. I've never said 'I love you' to my dad before, never said it to my mum since I was seven, and I can't imagine saying it now.

It's only now when my mum has problems with her health that I start worrying about such things. Like how we'd get by if something were to happen to her. Like how she'd go without first knowing I still love her as much as I had when I was younger, even though my actions often show otherwise.

You know I used to cry every night when I was P6, thinking what life would be like when my mum died. (I am a morbid child, shut up.) It kind of feels helpless, when you think of someone close going away forever. When you have something you want to tell him/her, but then you suddenly realise you can't, ever. And you can't even wait until the person comes back, because he/she won't.

But I'm still not going to say or do mushy stuff, because it's totally out of character and I can't stand this kind of uncertainty. Call me selfish, stubborn, whatever.

Shucks I'm turning mushy. Goaway.

11:51 AM

HEY THERE. I haven't been on here for a long time, now. But I bet only mel misses me, don't you, kindred dear? Hahaha.

Have been doing loads of studying, but if I were to be really truthful, more trying-to-get-out-of-studying than studying itself. Not that I don't want to study, its more of the presence of all that lovely distraction, you know? My darling book The Secret History, which I have to return tomorrow but still want to sleep with it under my head and memorise it faithfully like how I memorised the Kama Sutra. And all that food in my house! (non-existent at the moment because I cleaned it out a while ago)

Plus, it's SUPER boring reading expositions on how cruel, inconsiderate, apathetic, loudmouthed, fleet-footed, disloyal and unfillial the youths of today are. Oh how full of remorse I was, I didn't know I was that repulsive. Like yeah, whatever let's move on shall we.

Rawr I really don't know how to improve my Chinese in 4 days. I seriously tried everything. thought in Chinese, I spoke to myself in Chinese, I wrote a diary entry in Chinese (half a page, and I had to check the dictionary 5 times). I almost answered my maid in Chinese today. But somehow it doesn't seem to work, hm.

Ah well I tried. Irritating people who can not study and still get good Chinese grades should be so shameful they should all kill themselves.

Actually I have loads to say. Like about that Ominous Presence in my kor's room, which he suspects moved in from my room and now refuses to sleep in his room, and about how much I miss my old house. It was nice and big and full of wild animals. Intimidating black crows in the garden and tadpoles from spawn that frogs lay in the pond whenever it rained. And all those childhood games my brothers and I used to play! Secret agents, Don't Step on That Part of the Floor Or You DIE, Ski On the Floor With Powder (when the adults aren't home), play-acting with loads of pillows, building tents with blankets and clothpegs, hanging from the banister like sloths, cycling in the garden, catching fish from the nearby canal.

I HAVE SUCH LOVELY CHILDHOOD MEMORIES. Sadly we have given up space and privacy and lovely memories, for amenities which I don't even use and a mrt station. ):

Haha don't ask me why I suddenly brought this up! I just thought about moving back and how life would be like. Perhaps my parents will renovate it and we'll move baaaaack to my memories, and leave this house and its Ominous Presence.

Till then, 4 more days to Os! WAAAH.

ps, I wanna watch moooovies! Like Deathnote. Or the Prestige! Ooh I read the book quite a while back. Super boring, because the two old fogeys yak on and on and on about their hatred and whatever, but also rather fascinating in the wide-eyed horror kind of way. All the magic tricks and stuff, and actually I like the first guy's commentary quite abit! The second guy's the mad and longwinded one. And I'm not making sense again! :D

Sunday, October 22, 2006

5:22 PM

YAY. Finished my essay! :D I'm so happy, I almost ended it with God save the Queen when I remembered there wasn't a queen to be saved.

HAAAAA.

1:11 PM

I have many inane desires to prattle and jabber on and on and on about God knows what. Since I feel like typing anyway I've decided to just yak it here.

But knowing that everyone can read my nonsense stops any nonsense from coming out. It like, you know, feeling the need to use the toilet when you're in front of the com, but when you rush to the bathroom your stomache goes away as suddenly as it comes? Something like that.

I guess even though I always get urges to pen [/type] down my weird thoughts about weird issues 90% of them never make it on paper [/the internet], because somehow most of them come either in the afternoon when I'm lazing about the house , or when I'm doing something important (like writing 1500-worded philo essays due the next day). Even though I always tell myself I will find time to put them down when I have the time to, just so I can wow myself and gush adoringly about my intellegence in the future, even I know it never happens.

And because also, most of what I really want to say (all that quick wit) vanish when this blogger window opens. It's the same thing that happens when I try to talk in front of an audience-- all coherent or even perceptibly intelligent thought just flies out of my head. I can start a blog entry wanting to talk about something, and end up talking about another issue. Like this. God, why am I even typing this?

Back to the wild rambling. Blue umbrellas and socks. Orange cups. Stinky gloves? Bridge stayover with becca anyi and kindred 2!

YAY.

12:32 PM

I like the word dispassionate, have I mentioned it before?

Dispassionate has such a nice ring to it. It reminds me of cool people and straight faces, blue and green streaks in a sea of red.

I know I'm not talking sense, but I just felt like saying it and what else is a blog for?

Plus I don't feel like continuing on my essay, because Hart is an old fart and Devlin is a humorous and witty gentleman, yet no one likes Devlin and I'm pissed.

I bet no one understands what I'm talking about, but that's okay.

Did I say dispassionate was a nice word? Yeah well, it is.

12:23 PM

The troglodyte who said Hart's arguments were easier to understand and read than Devlin's deserves a whack on the head. There, and there and there.

Bonk.

Saturday, October 21, 2006

6:20 PM

More juicy Greek story lines:

"Artemis began to realize after a while that she could not always prevent all her nymphs, the Amnisiades, from losing their virginity. "

"However, she knew that Aphrodite, the Goddess of Love had kept with her a jar of seeds, and anyone who ate a seed would be able not to conceive, for that very month. Aphrodite guarded her seeds jealously, as without these seeds, she would have far too many offspring from her uncountable love affairs. "

"She decided that if she could not stop her nymphs from fooling around, she could at least stop them from the consequences of their follies. "

". From that day on, Mimosa curls up its slender leaves whenever touched, not allowing anyone to steal from her what jealous Linus could not have ~~(BUT WANTED SO, SO BAD)~~." (xianying and I decided, really reluctantly, to ge rid of the last part ): )

"When he finally got the courage to tell Calliria, she threw her comb at him in anger."

Hahaha God, super funny can. All xianying's fault, she was reading stupid pickup lines and telling them to me. Extremely sick pickup lines.

OHHH WELL philo essay to do tomorrowwwwww. I don't know how to start! (I don't even know what the Hart-Devlin debate was about hahaha woops) Why must the school make us end options so late? And give us homework only at the end of the modules? WHEN CHINESE OS ARE LIKE ONE WEEK AWAY????

3:52 PM

Gosh writing Greek stories are so much fun! Mine and xianying's story about how mimosas came about:

"...In despair, Linus shouted, 'If I cannot have you, fair Mimosa, then no one can. I will not allow anyone but me to claim your virginity!' "

Hahaha so cool right!

:D

Mooned around the house today. Agrima had some deepavali party at her house, which she invited me to, but I nastily declined. ): Because I was supposed to study Chinese, and my mum won't let me go anyway. THEY'RE ALL HAVING FUN AT AGRI'S HOUSE WITHOUT MEEee.

Woops need to go back to Chinese, I think my mum's waiting rather impatiently. ):

Friday, October 20, 2006

1:49 PM

I cannot bear to strike off the 401'06 and the rgs on my profile list. Just like how I cannot bear to strike rgsrcy off it.

):

I don't wanna go to RJ! Can't sit as I wish, talk as I wish, act as I wish. No more fake lesbianic romances. No more freeeeedom! ):

11:36 AM

Last night was quite a horrible mess of a night. After dumping the philo ppt to anyi I tried to study Chinese, but ended being too stoned so I went to sleep for a while. Woke up in case Anyi had problems with the ppt or something, then decided to waste the night sleeping to make up for the previous night, and because I was feeling finally sleepy. But for some reason I couldn't fall back to sleep for a long long time ): I think after years of chronic insomnia I've developed some sort of phobia for going to sleep (which explains why I usually shrink from sleeping before 12), which somehow just makes the insomnia thing worse-r than ever.

Feeling extremely weird and slightly cranky today, probably because of oversleeping yesterday. My brain's jumping about nervously, like how those stoned drug addicts you read in books act.

Yesterday: pharm chem. Put a pyromaniacal bimbo with a kerosene lamp, a lighter and a bottle of ethanol, and she sets her table on fire. Put 5 pyromaniacal bimbos with 2 tables of kerosene lamp, a lighter and a bottle of ethanol, in the presence of a teacher who doesn't notice or care, and they set the tables and sinks on fire. For fun. I feared my life.

Today: philo options. Haha our presentation went rather badly, even in my opinion. I hate presentations, somehow I never manage to think coherently or talk coherently standing up there in front of people. Which made c.ow accuse us of not understanding the article and merely copying and pasting it onto our powerpoint oh my God c.ow I am never going to forgive you for that. NEV-VERRR. Hey just because I tend to screw up real bad in front of crowds, you can't just assume that, alright.

And our class is really like some dyfunctional family of jekyll and hyde's. While elau was sitting in in our class everyone was angelic and quiet, but when he went out the class seriously just erupted. The class has some secret primordial need to bully ow, I think. I mean you really wouldn't expect them to start on a topic so sensitive like his INITIALS. Gosh. (He said he blamed his parents and that it was like a death sentence. I agree :D) Like, 'mr.ow, did you know your name spells COW?' (duh he knows) and asking him what his chinese name was and what all his initials spelt, and like c.ow wasn't bad enough, they had to make the whole class know it was ----. Oh and the 'let's have an Oprah Winfrey talk show, it's more fun than learning about consequentialism and deontology anyway' thing, which made ow so exasperated he kind of let slip a word he shouldn't have. So shocking for it to come out of him it was amusing, really, though it wasn't really bad, and at least it made the class shut up a little. A little, because even if he went on a mad expletive rampage and banged on our tables with his fists I don't think those people would've been able to close their mouths. But I guess he was extremely horrified with himself, because he kept apologising.

The class would've ended 20 minutes earlier if they hadn't talked so much ):< Anyi and I got rather bored listening to the class whine after a while and wanted to play daidee under the table, but he saw us taking out the cards and forbid us to (Which got the class into a 5 minutes debate on whether playing cards was allowed in school, gosh I'm feeling so laden with guilt now) .

The only salvageable part of the lesson was when he started imitating ko hc and her bad pronunciation (the class spent 5 minutes criticising his graph when it wasn't even the point), all those 'glaphs' and 'barchats'. And of course anyi and I secretly found his bewilderment at the other's nonsensical topics really amusing. We were kind of arguing whether he was frowning because he had no clue as to what they were trying to say, or because he was trying his best not to shout. Or both.

Oh oh and the:
ow: Why can't you all be like how you all are in mr.lau's class?
margie: If you say so. *whole table does to sleep*
ow: I take back what I said! Why can't you be like how you all are in my class?
michelle: mr.ow what time can we go home? Can we go home now?
ow: ... I take that back too.
margie: Beware of what you wish for, mr.ow.

But seriously our class is horribly mean. I mean even I wanted to scream at them to shut up and let him get on, already. They asked really personal and embarrassing questions. Are you Catholic? Which church do you go to? Where do you live? How old are you? Are you gay? Why did you have surgery on your jaw? Ooh that is so cool, what happened? It's like they want to stalk him, or something.

Ah sorry, I told you I was feeling extremely cranky. Philo with our class was overall rather amusing, despite my bitching.

Anyway today I found my kindred spirit! Who turns out to be, drumroll, melzhu! I'm shocked(haha). But yeah she enjoys the weirdest things I enjoy too, like having long aimless walks, walking in the rain, reading books, worrying about our futures, thinking about death but no, not in any way suicidal. It's nice to know someone who lives and breathes the way I do, anyhow. ^^

our daidee score: (mel and I had a dispute over whether my score was 24 or 27, I was nice and just let it be 25. Not like it makes much of a difference, haha) 7:27. I'm losing my touch.

I REALLY going to study chinese today! Really, really. Only one more week to Chinese Os, God I really cannot believe it.

Thursday, October 19, 2006

12:05 PM

Was hit by my worst ever bout of insomnia last night. Was kept awake for more than 2 and a half hours, fell asleep at 4.30 only. Totally feeling stoned the whole day, but brain still not sleepy. Brain has been on fullscale hyperactive mode, through philo, through math, through 2 hours of lit and 3 hours of segarra (pharm chem). Am afraid of more insomnia tonight-- will die of sleep deprivation soon. Also, like my book says, 'nothing is lonelier or more disorientating than insomnia'. Though I only agree with the second point.

Daidee scores.
Stacy vs me: 3:8
mel vs me: 6: 29

hoho. Obvious who the pro one here is.

Am too stoned to think or type coherently. Shall continue with philo. Bye.

Tuesday, October 17, 2006

4:59 PM

"Death is the mother of beauty."

"And what is beauty?"

"Terror."

"And if beauty is terror, then what is desire? We think we have many desires, but in truth we only have one. What is it?"

"The desire to live."

"The desire to live forever."

Everytime you think about growing old and dying-- even if you may welcome it-- don't you think of an afterlife? Like living in Heaven, or getting reincarnated back for another life, or whatever you believe in?

χαλεπά τά καλά-- beauty is harsh. Greek is so interesting! :D

Haha. Gosh I'm tired.

Monday, October 16, 2006

12:17 PM

Ohhhhhhhhhhh myGod I just finished my book (it's called The Secret History by the way) and now all I want to do is find a deep dark corner and weep and reconcile myself with the traumatic ending.

WHYYYYYY. Cool, calm, filthy rich, brilliant darling Henry shot himself, sweet tempered Charles commits incest his twin sister Camilla and turns into a violent alcoholic (he caused Henry to shoot himself, I BLAME HIM ):), Francis was forced to marry a girl, Camilla refused to marry 'I' (or Richard but I hate him so let's call him 'I') because she loved Henry, and the darn author left everything hanging. Like she did in her other book. GRR. I need to know why Henry shot himself! Whether he masterminded all those coincidences in the book! Whether what stupid 'I' thought was all true, or was he just being stupid as he always is! ):

But well the book was heartwrenching, especially when Henry got dumped by his beloved professor when he found out they killed Bunny. Though I wish the author didn't have to make me read it through stupid Richard's point of view, he's so UGH. Redundant. Useless. Third party and foolish and guile and dumb and OKAY I'M GOING TO STOP.

Anyway today was a day of mixed feelings. Got back math results, and GOSH it's seriously my best one this whole year. I mean my math sucks, so half the school would probably cry getting my grade, but well it's fine by me. I keep my 3.6! HOHO. But then I get back my chem spa, which I freaking failed and pulled me one whole bloody band down.

Looks like my GPA's going to stay as it is last term, since my Chem and Art dropped, and my Chinese and English increased ): Oh well better than nothing.

Mel's and my current daidee score: 17:5, me leading. Seriously don't you think mel should just give up? Haha. And mel I let you win the last one because I got tired of winning, okay.

Right. Back to doing ss and lit and reading my Chinese book and weeping silently about Henry dying and Francis marrying a girl.

Because it means Henry and Francis can't be together! )):

Hahahahahaa.

Sunday, October 15, 2006

2:35 PM

I have an insane need to babble incoherently about the novel I'm currently reading. It is so. Dang. Good. For one, it's one of the rare few classics I can actually survive past the 40th page (gosh did I tell you about the June hols when I tried reading Oliver Twist? I didn't get past 20, after 5 days.) and still enjoy tremendously. For another, I freaking love the characters, they're all so real and cool, like aristocratic teens with British airs (despite being Americans) and loads of cash and drugs and booze.

And oh! All the delightful innuendo that makes your mind scream gay! incest! all the time. Haha! Because one of the characters, Francis, is gay and he's always making passes at the protagonist and his clique. I can imagine slash fiction being written of him and another really cool guy! AHHH but I have a dirty mind sorry please ignore me.

Anyway the book isn't dirty as I've made it sound (aww). In fact there's almost zero you-know-what in it, surprising for the fact that the author's American (sorry I've something really bad against American writers). But there'sloads of booze and cigarettes in it. And Greek, because they're all fanatical Greek majors. And two murders, one of their clique, because he was blackmailing them about the first murder. So basically the whole book is about how they killed Bunny and what happened after, I know this sounds boring but it really isn't, because the characters are cool weirdos who do really eccentric stuff like killing people. So EVERYONE should read it. All six hundred and fifty-seven pages of it.

Especially my mum who's superbly pissed I've 'got myself on to a new English book when I promised not to, because Chinese Os is just around the corner and I am so going to regret it'. Which I probably am, but there's absolutely no need to remind me about it, is there. Guilt tactics totally hit below the belt. Now I'm stuck with doing Chinese essays and papers while constantly pining for the company of my darling book. ):

English fiction and I are like, childhood lovers. Sorry mum, after Chinese Os I am eloping with it.

'ta! Need to continue Chinese.

Thursday, October 12, 2006

3:57 PM

oh gosh.

Guess what!

NO MORE MATH TESTS FOR THE REST OF THE BLOODY YEAR.

Yay! Math test was over yesterday. It was quite fine, I think. But of course it mighn't (as usual) reflect in my results. ): But it was actually the only math test this year of which I'd finished earlier than the allotted time! :D Huge achievement, okay.

Mel's and my daidee scores are currently 12:4 (me leading!). Yeah today she actually won 2 of our 4 matches! Oh no. ): But then again it was only because she got super good cards, okay. Like 3 2s or all the aces. HMPF. Nevermind mel, you still have 8 more wins to catch up with me ^^

Today's chinese dunman high mock paper really kind of pissed me off. Because it was so, so much easier to do compared to our paper. And instead of having too little time, I had like, an extra 20 minutes to stare at my paper and stone. I hope Os is that standard! Then I wont be so terrified :D

Whee okay I felt like saying stuff just now but now I don't.

BYE.

Tuesday, October 10, 2006

3:02 PM

I have come to realise how thrilling playing daidee can be. Or, correction-- I have come to realise how thrilling playing daidee with melzhu is. Gives mel a big grin.

We've been playing 2-player daidee with each other since yesterday! And it's super funny, because we'd get really high and say stupid things like, 'Guess who doesn't have any [insert random card number]!'. And for some weird reason, yesterday mel kept getting 4 twos, or 4 aces, or 4 queens, while I was usually stuck with having to exclaim 'guess who has all the fours' just so I could gloat about something-.-

Luckily mel REALLY sucks at playing daidee (or rather, I really rock at playing daidee), because despite having all the twos and all the aces and whatnot, I won practically all our matches! Yesterday's score was 4:1, HAHA. We (or rather my weird logic) figured out it was because I drank the first few sips of mel's chicken essence, which happened to contain all the vital essence while the bottom part mel drank was all caramel junk that made her high and stupid.

We played again today. With the same results, though this time somehow the two of spades was very attracted to me and I got it 6/7 times! More evidence of me rocking at daidee/mel sucking at daidee: our scores are now 10:2. Grins widely.

Mel now has to wash our laundry for 3 years (She's my wife).

Okay I need to study for math. I really need good results for this last one ):

Sunday, October 08, 2006

3:32 PM

I feel really happy to have found God all over again this year.

I still remember the past few years, when I used to lie awake asking myself what kind of horrible life I had and was living.

Nowadays all I feel praying at night is this immense sense of gratitude and love for God, and Jesus, for making my life so wonderfully blessed all these 16 years. Great friends, a great school, possibly a good future ahead; things I failed to see whenever I lamented about my life before.

So well-- find peace in God!

God bless you!

:D

2:57 PM

Totally random, but i just remembered last friday, philo lesson with chrisow. It was a 2 hour lesson. The end-of-school bell rang at 1.40 as usual, and the class started yawning and asking chrisow whether he finished, 'cause lesson ended 40 minutes ago.

And he actually believed the class and kept apologising. So he ended class 10 minutes earlier.

Lol.

We told him after he ended the lesson.

He almost killed us.

Er that's all.

I told you I was being random.

ps; my artwork is almost finished! :D It looks decent, I think. But YAY I'm not worrying too much, 'cause if simin's right and first sem was 60%, then I just need 67% to get my 4.0. *prays simin's right*

Saturday, October 07, 2006

5:10 PM

Last night I set my phone alarm to 8.30 so I could wake up to study a bit of Chinese before I went off for my financial lit lesson at 12 (to 3). Today morning when it rang, I turned it off , left it by me and went back to sleep because I slept at 2 last night and was super tired. Then about an hour later I woke to something vibrating, and at first I thought it was the snooze function, but it turned out to be giraffe. Who called to ask me whether I was still sleeping, BECAUSE FINANCIAL LIT WAS 9-12, NOT 12-3 as I previously thought.

And I had our group's powerpoint! Haha.

Thankfully my mum found out and woke my dad who drove me there, so I got there only an hour late. heh.

This evening me and becca took agri's car to rhea's house! The ride was so cool because of the haze! It's like Singapore's turned into another city. Like London, with its mist. Or even a scene out of Silent Hill.

Anyway rhea had me becca agri xuejun carmen bob yannie sarah chet cellie melng melc over. Um I feel sorry for her, because the first thing we did when we reached her house was to take out our polka cards (me becca carmen brought a pack each, haha) and start playing bridge.

We sort of abandoned her for the night. ):

AND EVERYONE (except me and melc) HAS DEPRIVED CHILDHOODS. I can't believe no one knew how to play Go Fish! Poor, lonely deprived childhoods. ): Taught yannie carmen bob becca sarah then we played 6 people Go Fish. Like omg carmen and bob can read minds. They ALWAYS manage to call the person with the card they want!! UNFAIR.

Oh then rhea opened all our presents! She got 4 pairs of earrings that night. -.- Haha she can change earrings every 5 minutes during prom or something. But anyway becca's and my present was the best, I tell you. We gave her a book! ~~Which I will borrow soon~~ It was so her, the cover. Weird stylised Indian-ish flower designs. And a birthday card with a really cool and poetic poem:

sixteen, sixteen
you're so mean
you look like a bean
and you're GREEN.

Haha! I wonder why I and becca didn't take lit, we could have aced it.

Afterwards we played 6 people speed (or scratch as unforgiving melzhu would call it, after I gave her a wound that infected ):)! Haha it was super messy. Hands everywhere, putting cards down higgledy piggledy without even caring if they were consecutive. But it was funny.

Because rhea was mooning around looking dejected and abandoned we kindly decided to stop playing polka cards and play jungle speed. It was SO confusing and scary, 'cause all the card patterns looked the same.

Becca agri me had to leave early 'cause agri's dad came to fetch us.

And that's all. I'm still in a mood to play speed, but my brothers don't want to play with me ):

I shall bug my younger brother again!

GUNNITE.

Wednesday, October 04, 2006

4:56 PM

Seeing that my English results are seriously down the drain I have decided to, um, blog in proper English. With proper sentence structures and capital 'I's and all those hated apostrophes. Sad, huh.

Seriously, I can't believe myself. ): But since someone (I forgot who) said that me blogging in horrible Singlish might have killed my grammar, I've cleverly decided to listen. Don't want to die for GP next year. ):

Anyway Tuesday we got back.. English, SS and Bio. English was horrible, as I've mentioned. I really, desperately hope they'd scale it so I can move up one band. It's like- blah. Okay let's not talk about it. But SS was quite fine. Bio was okay, I guess. Today we got back Physics. Yay I love my SPA! And I thought I screwed it up bad. But well it always has to happen, that the things I study for turn out horrible and the things I don't study for turn out great. Some sort of law or theory thing.

After the EOY papers returning sessions we played bridge again, like duh as usual. Oh because mel and anyi weren't free I played with shee, giraffe and yufang. The difference in playing styles was kind of weird I guess, for once I dared to bid to 4 (10-4)! AND my partner and I actually won quite a number of times :D Which wasn't the case with anyi, mel and stacy/becca; usually when i bid up to 4, I'd end up with anyi (who'd start shooting me dagger-eyed looks) and we'd always lose before we even get close to 10 sets.

Today me, anyi, mel/yiting and shuhoosh played for practically the whole day! (I actually skipped lunch playing, okay) And after weeks of playing bridge with anyi and mel, we have theorised that the following almost always stands:

1) anyi and I usually end up as partners.
2) anyi and I always lose as partners.
3) Every time i bid for 4 spades, anyi will become my partner.
4) When the dealer deals the cards she may accidentally flip a card over. When that happens the dealer will stuff the card back into the pile and continue dealing. Whenever I am the dealer, and that happens, the exposed card that was stuffed back will always somehow be dealed back to its previous owner. (Happened 4 out of 4 times already!)

Like, oh my goodness am I cool or cool.

And there were these two times two idiots (anyi and yiting) were trying to outbid each other and went all the way to 4 or 5. And it just so happened that I had the aces/kings to both their desired trump suits, so no matter what they'd call me. I am horribly jinxed. ): (oh but we won on both counts :D) Yes bridge is addictive! Stimulates your braincells. Don't see why it isn't allowed. :/

After playing bridge for 5 hours, nice anyi accompanied me to subway to eat my lunch, and then all the way to taka artfriend to get mounting boards for my stupid art prepwork. Because she didn't want to go home yet, we sat in Orchard MRT station and crapped while watching the trains go by. We sat there for I think 1 hour (haha) just crapping, can you believe it. I think we missed at least 10 trains.

Oh yes I had lit options today too! Greek mythology. God I love greek mythology! And today was so cool, we learnt about incest! Haha. And the story of Gaea and Uranos. Oh man I must tell this.

Basically Gaea is Mother Earth and Uranos is the sea (I think). Uranos is a lusty old man, so um he made Gaea pregnant with 12 titans, 3 cyclopes and 3 hundred-handed monsters. But he was afraid that those kids would overthrow him, so when Gaea was giving birth he stuffed them all back up her womb. >< (yeowch painful.) Gaea was unhappy because 16 children in her womb was a really heavy load, so she conspired with Cronus (the oldest titan) to get them out. She gave Cronus a knife. When lusty Uranos was feeling lusty again, he visited Gaea, and when he was ahem-ing, Cronus (who was in her womb) cut off his ahem!

Cronus then threw his Pop's ahem into the sea, and out of the splash came Aphrodite! Like omg so disgusting, right. Hahaha.

We'll be learning more about this kind of gross stuff in time to come! Don't feel jealous of us.

Okay I need to do math/sleep. Good night!

Monday, October 02, 2006

3:48 PM

yay!

class outing today was so fun (:

for once like nearly 2/3rds of the class turned up! yay so we all met at ecp, then we cycled/ rollerbladed. the group i was cycling with was becca mel anyi teri christine dinky sihui, then mel and teri din know how to ride so we had to get 2 seaters and we took turns cycling with them. big problem-- the front seats were super high -.- so like only me and becca could reach. becca took mel and christine took teri (for a while), then i had to take teri cos the others couldnt even get on the seats. -.-

at first it was really tough getting the bikes to stabilise (cos teri din know how to balance haha!) yeah but after a while it was fine! and why do people cycle so slowly?! we 2-seater also like 10 times faster than them -.- we had to stop and take 10 minute breaks to wait for them to catch up, please.

oh and later while going back to the shop, cos the stopper thing on the bike was down, i couldnt balance the bike, then teri didnt hear me telling her to get the stopper up, so the thing unbalanced and WE CRASHED INTO A LITTLE BOY LIKE OMG OMG ): i am still horribly traumatised. he seemed very stunned, i kept asking him if he was okay and he just stared at me and i was wondering if i gave him a concussion or something ):

anyway the cycling was only for 2 hours. for the rest of the 3 hours we (stace becca mel anyi me) found this nice windy corner on the beach, sat down and played bridge! :D lol. it was so funny! we stuck the cards into the sand so they wouldnt fly away. and we had stupid chicken dance forfeits for losers. i always lose, cos i always stupidly bid up to 4 -.- and anyi always ends up as my partner, cos we'd have all the good cards in the same suite so i always end up calling her. then we'd lose together and she'll blame me -.-

dinner was totally haphazard. first it was suki sushi buffet at cine (pls from ecp to cine??) then they realised buffet's only in the afternoon. so it was macs at ecp, which everybody strongly reacted against. then was steamboat at marina south, but we found out it was open air so we didnt want. but because jean xuejun yannie nat were already halfway to marina south when we decided not to, we had to choose another location nearby-- taka seoul garden! -.- it was super confusing because we werent in a big group, some people didnt come in the afternoon so we kept passing them wrong info all over the place. haha.

oh but seoul garden was cool. the food there was pretty good. and we cheated. drinks was free flow, so we bought one cup per table and shared :D mel was horrible, she took cabbage and fishballs and everyhing we didnt like and dumped them in the soup, so nobody ate them. we stuffed them all into this black bowl with a cover and let the waitress take them away ^^

after dinner we took kimchi and played zhong ji mi ma! haha but it was unfair la, cos me and anyi liked kimchi ^^

yay! so im just back. need to do ss ):

shiiiiiiiiit results back tomorrow. i dont want i dont want i dont want ):

daaaamn.