EVERYONE OUT THERE WILL HAVE A BRILLIANT CHRISTMAS!
But then again, Christmas is over, so, Happy Boxing Day!
But we should all take a moment to mourn for all the victims who lost their lives to the Tsunami last year this day, one minute's silence please.
Sigh. Exactly twenty days later and the time now is six thirty p.m. (what exactly does p.m. stand for? Wait let me go check! Okay here we go, Bessie has a book titled 'The New First Aid In English, Revised' and it used to be my bible. Nah joking I'm not neurotic. Okay, p.m. is the abbreviation of post meridiem and it means after noon. Which naturally brings us to the abbreviation, a.m., which stands for ante meridiem and that means before noon. Wow this book IS cool!)
Christmas Eve was spent with the family in the afternoon, and then with partial 9P in the evening through night and till the next afternoon. Well I was feeling a little out of sorts but overall it was okay. 9P went to Suntec City for Crystal Jade originally, but some of them were saying that it was weird when we sat in the restaurant looking like Dabing in Deuce Bigalow, European Gigolo (read: out of place) and so we ended up eating Carl's Jr. and making lame jokes out of stuff. We played with this scary, pain inducing but fun shark toy that Jas gave me as a present among a very very cute JAY CHOU kiap kiap from taiwan and this letter pad with pictures of shit on the pages, which I thought was very apt! Thankyousoverymuch skippy! :) We also read the wonderful and cute Christmas cards from Kesi and tried to figure how to work the gumball machine from dg and tofu! Yep it was great fun and when dt joined us with her league of polyshrink in tow it was so so amazing! haha! (Of course melmel's marsmellows will come in later!)
We then proceeded to the Esplanade and there I saw WJW! It was quite a surprise indeed and we wished each other a merry christmas and went our separate ways. Cai called to say that she might join us, that she won't be joining us, that she will come find us and that ultimately she won't be coming for countdown with us. (And later on the bus tofu was saying that if she were cai she would not want to go to Esplanade all the way from Orchard and I decided that I would not too especially since the roads would be bloody jammed and the trains, bloody packed.) Countdown at the Esplanade was rather mellow. Most of the time we were speculating if those disgusting foam from disgusting spray cans would come our way the moment the clock struck twelve and everybody holding a spray can assumed that there was too much goodwill in the air for innocent bystanders to attempt to grab those disgusting spray cans out of their hands and throw them into the sea or stomp on them violently, which would be what I would have done if a stream of foam had landed on any of 9P or me. Luckily, they were all intelligent enough not to attempt to shoot any foam on us and we were intelligent enough to get out of the way. Oh and we prank-called people and stuff and it was all quite fun thinking of what to say but after the call was made it didn't seem so fun anymore because one of them called the police and had us arrested. Nah just kidding, we didn't get arrested, we got off with a police warning. Nah, that's not true nothing happened to us because I think the victims did not understand what we were trying to say. Oh well. So much for the planning.
After that we took 181M to skipppppppppy's house for the stayover! Yes and it was only skippy, mel, tofu and me. Ah well, here's where the wonderful marshmellows melmel bought for me comes in! YAY! We ate them on the bus and they were heavenly. :) We passed Ministry Of Sound and there was a long long long queue outside. Terrible. And to think Carolyn had thought of making a booking beforehand. Brilliant move. Okay anyway the bus stopped at the non-existent bus stop opposite Segar LRT station and they were being lame about it being some ghostly bus stop that only appeared when the bus approached at midnight blabla.. But it was only an invisible bus stop.
At skippy's house Toffee and Honey were barking, like they always do when we drop by and in that very night I stepped on dog urine for the first time in my life, but I also carried Toffee for the first time in my life. There is absolutely nothing wrong with carrying Toffee, he's cute, soft, cuddly and friendly. Save for the fact that he loves to grab hold to any part of any friend of skippy and do wrong things to those parts, which will not be elaborated. But he is still adorable after all, and so is Honey, under that extremely tough exterior he put on. :)
At skippy's house we watched tellyvision and well, slept. I know, I fell asleep while the telly was on but I couldn't help it. We were supposed to have stayed up to talk. But I fell asleep. :(
In the morning jas' sister let in the dogs on us. Honey ran around in a frenzy and Toffee jumped up skippy's bed. I vaguely remember skippy's sister chasing Honey, trying to catch him and she succeeded and I went back to sleep. I had a dream about going back to school without completing my History Assignment and that every single one of my classmates had bags of presents to give out to everone else in class and that I had not brought a single gift. It was so weird I swear, even Kularesh had a huge bag of presents to hand out and I strongly believe that that would not happen in real life.
We went to the revamped BP plaza with Cafe Cartel and had wanted to eat at Cartel but the queue was so long that we decided to eat at Yoshinoya's instead. Yoshinoya's good too because they serve good food at a good price. And the staff there shouting something that sounds like "mumblemumbleMASE!" was funny and later I asked tofu and she said that it was supposed to be something the likes of "Irasaimase!" and it meant "welcome, thank you for patronising us and we sincerely hope that you will enjoy your meal with us here at __insert restaurant name__" Well no, actually it only means "Huan Ying Guang Ling" and that is something like "Welcome" that's all.
After that it was home sweet home and I slept when I got home and Phillip brought us for some Japanese steamboat at IMM (I have always wondered what 'IMM' stands for) at night and I saw somebody who had small eyes who reminded me of a certain someone but on the second look I realised it wasn't so at all. When we got home Joe was there and he had bought an ice cream cake for Carolyn as it was her birthday and we played with dry ice and it was so cool! (pun intended but okay that's not funny) Following that the four of them packed themselves into Carolyn's room for a mahjong session. I was happily watching tellyvision when suddenly Bessie called me into the room and told me to get Carolyn a cup of water with a vitamin C effervescent in it. I was so cross that they were treating me like a maid and that considering that our house isn't very big, she could have gotten that cup of water with the effervescent tablet in it by herself but she had refused to do so. And I stayed cross the whole night and could not enjoy the rest of "Christmas Carol: A Musical" that I had been watching on tellyvision because they had treated me like a maid and the thought that was repeating itself in my mind was that "Gambling is disgusting I shall never ever touch a mahjong tile forever!"
But then again if I wasn't the one touching those mahjong tiles I'd probably be the one serving the glasses of water with vitamin C effervescent tablets in them so the next time Joe comes around for some mahjong session I'd be the first one in the game.
Happy Christmas everybody!
Monday, December 26, 2005
Tuesday, December 06, 2005
Love is a Many-Splendoured Thing
Some days it's rainy, some days it's sunny.
Some days it's neither here nor there, and these are the days Vanessa do not like. It's messes up every thing.
Actually every day is a mess for Vanessa during this holiday.
While Phillip, Bessie and Carolyn are off to work, guess who stays at home to look after the house? (Now Vanessa sounds like a house dog.)
But no, she isn't a house dog, for which house dog gets to watch tellyvision, listen to music, play Solitaire/Mindsweeper/FreeCell/Hearts/PinBall on the computer, play Xbox, answer all of Phillip's and Bessie's calls (Carolyn does not call Vanessa because honestly, it is unnecessary), watch more tellyvision and fix lunch? Of course the above can be highly detrimental to Vanessa's social life, but she is lucky she does not have to do them on a daily basis.
Just the other day, Vanessa met up with Four of them to buy Carine's jeans at Bugis Street. And the Five of them had a wonderful time sitting outside the National Library telling stories. And it was most enjoyable indeed.
(And at this point in time, Vanessa is thinking that maybe being in a relationship should be a happy thing for two people, and not just one, because one happy person in a two-people thing is wrong. And also, living for the moment is important too, because one never knows what will happen tomorrow and hanging on to something that is dead is wrong too. BUT Vanessa knows that thinking this way has huge consequences and definitely she does not want the Two of them to get hurt in any way so you can forget about what Vanessa has said and carry on in the present situation until you really cannot take it and then it's goodbye.)
At the end of the day Vanessa had a bus ride home, thinking and thinking. There was a cockroach in the bus, together with a driver and a few passengers who all got off at this particular stop, leaving the driver, Vanessa and the cockroach on the bus. But it was calming that way, albeit more so without the cockroach, and Vanessa thinks that buses are comfortable transportation, especially at night.
And maybe Vanessa will go on a bus ride one of these days to test the new bus route that had just been implemented at the bus stop below. It is a route to Bishan and it is cool because it means that Vanessa will now have direct buses to Bishan, Boon Lay, BukitBatok, Choa Chu Kang, Clementi, Harbourfront, Jurong East, Woodlands, which is pretty much considering that the middle parts of the routes have not been added in the list. Which is why Vanessa likes taking buses. :)
And just yesterday Vanessa went on a photography trip with Two of them and it was great fun and she enjoyed herself very much. She laughed alot on the trip and it was a great day out.
On Sunday Vanessa had wanted to go to the beach with all Eight of them, but one of them had work to do although she had wanted to go on that day itself but could not because it was cancelled, one of them had a gathering with her class to visit a teacher, one of them had work, one of them could not go because her mother would not allow her to and she had to go to the optometrist, one of them had an eye infection but she did not pull out but Vanessa guessed that it would have affected her somehow like she could not play in the water, one of them could not play in the water because her mother did not allow her to and in the end Vanessa cancelled the outing because it was rather pointless as it was supposed to be a Nine People thing.
Vanessa has a friend called Priscillia and she is this small girl who is so cute that Vanessa often feels like pinching her cheeks! (ha ha nah that is a joke because it would be pretty psychotic.) The two of them are classmates and Priscillia has made Vanessa laugh many times. :)
And then there's Rachel. Well there is really nothing much that Vanessa can say about Rachel except that she is absolutely retarded. They are classmates too and they went to the World Cyber Games together, for Rachel it was to ogle, for Vanessa, she had sincerely wanted to check out the games. (ha ha.)
And Vanessa has to thank Anita for always roping her in for any job openings there was in the newspaper and here's many thanks to you Anita! :)
TIM BURTON IS BRILLIANT.
JOHNNY DEPP EVEN MORE SO!
Vanessa simply loves Johnny Depp's acting. That Utterly Brilliant Man deserves to be made an icon, together with Tim Burton of course.
Some days it's neither here nor there, and these are the days Vanessa do not like. It's messes up every thing.
Actually every day is a mess for Vanessa during this holiday.
While Phillip, Bessie and Carolyn are off to work, guess who stays at home to look after the house? (Now Vanessa sounds like a house dog.)
But no, she isn't a house dog, for which house dog gets to watch tellyvision, listen to music, play Solitaire/Mindsweeper/FreeCell/Hearts/PinBall on the computer, play Xbox, answer all of Phillip's and Bessie's calls (Carolyn does not call Vanessa because honestly, it is unnecessary), watch more tellyvision and fix lunch? Of course the above can be highly detrimental to Vanessa's social life, but she is lucky she does not have to do them on a daily basis.
Just the other day, Vanessa met up with Four of them to buy Carine's jeans at Bugis Street. And the Five of them had a wonderful time sitting outside the National Library telling stories. And it was most enjoyable indeed.
(And at this point in time, Vanessa is thinking that maybe being in a relationship should be a happy thing for two people, and not just one, because one happy person in a two-people thing is wrong. And also, living for the moment is important too, because one never knows what will happen tomorrow and hanging on to something that is dead is wrong too. BUT Vanessa knows that thinking this way has huge consequences and definitely she does not want the Two of them to get hurt in any way so you can forget about what Vanessa has said and carry on in the present situation until you really cannot take it and then it's goodbye.)
At the end of the day Vanessa had a bus ride home, thinking and thinking. There was a cockroach in the bus, together with a driver and a few passengers who all got off at this particular stop, leaving the driver, Vanessa and the cockroach on the bus. But it was calming that way, albeit more so without the cockroach, and Vanessa thinks that buses are comfortable transportation, especially at night.
And maybe Vanessa will go on a bus ride one of these days to test the new bus route that had just been implemented at the bus stop below. It is a route to Bishan and it is cool because it means that Vanessa will now have direct buses to Bishan, Boon Lay, BukitBatok, Choa Chu Kang, Clementi, Harbourfront, Jurong East, Woodlands, which is pretty much considering that the middle parts of the routes have not been added in the list. Which is why Vanessa likes taking buses. :)
And just yesterday Vanessa went on a photography trip with Two of them and it was great fun and she enjoyed herself very much. She laughed alot on the trip and it was a great day out.
On Sunday Vanessa had wanted to go to the beach with all Eight of them, but one of them had work to do although she had wanted to go on that day itself but could not because it was cancelled, one of them had a gathering with her class to visit a teacher, one of them had work, one of them could not go because her mother would not allow her to and she had to go to the optometrist, one of them had an eye infection but she did not pull out but Vanessa guessed that it would have affected her somehow like she could not play in the water, one of them could not play in the water because her mother did not allow her to and in the end Vanessa cancelled the outing because it was rather pointless as it was supposed to be a Nine People thing.
Vanessa has a friend called Priscillia and she is this small girl who is so cute that Vanessa often feels like pinching her cheeks! (ha ha nah that is a joke because it would be pretty psychotic.) The two of them are classmates and Priscillia has made Vanessa laugh many times. :)
And then there's Rachel. Well there is really nothing much that Vanessa can say about Rachel except that she is absolutely retarded. They are classmates too and they went to the World Cyber Games together, for Rachel it was to ogle, for Vanessa, she had sincerely wanted to check out the games. (ha ha.)
And Vanessa has to thank Anita for always roping her in for any job openings there was in the newspaper and here's many thanks to you Anita! :)
TIM BURTON IS BRILLIANT.
JOHNNY DEPP EVEN MORE SO!
Vanessa simply loves Johnny Depp's acting. That Utterly Brilliant Man deserves to be made an icon, together with Tim Burton of course.
Wednesday, November 09, 2005
Godspeed.
It's about ten thirty in the morning right now. Here I am sitting in front of the computer, about to update about my escapade from Chomel.
I've just been to the work place. It wasn't cold, dark and claustrophobic as I had expected, on the contrary, it was rather noisy, brightly lit and spacious indeed. Yes, and I was really hesitant about working at that place and I wasn't sure why I was feeling that way. But yes, when the woman gave me the application form to fill up I started writing my name, marital status, race, nationality and then I started freaking out. Well, she said that I had to work until mid-december and that there was no way I could back out before that, and she was speaking in a loud, almost screechy voice. I dunno. And then I removed the application form from the clipboard and took flight before anyone could say "I'm a Chomel employee, may I help you?". I guess I chickened. It's like as if commitment doesn't exist in my values as a person, but it isn't like I have many in the first place. As far as I can remember, it has always been such that I can't commit myself to doing something; same with studies, same with ideals and it is always the same with some interests even.
I remember the time in Secondary One, when I wanted to learn to play the "di zi", (well that's the kind of flute they use in the Chinese Orchestra by the way) and my mom bought one for me, I fiddled with it for nearly a month and it's been lying await in the cupboard for a better owner ever since.
And to think that I often tell myself to go ahead with any decision that I make and not regret it. What an irony.
Regret. Regret. Regret.
(For those who play Halo 2, I think the Prophet of Regret is a dumb name.)
And I really feel as though I have let Sam down. Once again, my greatest apologies.
For now, I guess I'll have to wait for Carolyn to get back to me about the job at Coffeebean and The Tea Leaf. Well I always thought the name was cute. But of course I still wish that the Night Safari would hire me. Or maybe I should just go and peddle drugs. Nah, I'd probably take them and end up in rehab.
I've just been to the work place. It wasn't cold, dark and claustrophobic as I had expected, on the contrary, it was rather noisy, brightly lit and spacious indeed. Yes, and I was really hesitant about working at that place and I wasn't sure why I was feeling that way. But yes, when the woman gave me the application form to fill up I started writing my name, marital status, race, nationality and then I started freaking out. Well, she said that I had to work until mid-december and that there was no way I could back out before that, and she was speaking in a loud, almost screechy voice. I dunno. And then I removed the application form from the clipboard and took flight before anyone could say "I'm a Chomel employee, may I help you?". I guess I chickened. It's like as if commitment doesn't exist in my values as a person, but it isn't like I have many in the first place. As far as I can remember, it has always been such that I can't commit myself to doing something; same with studies, same with ideals and it is always the same with some interests even.
I remember the time in Secondary One, when I wanted to learn to play the "di zi", (well that's the kind of flute they use in the Chinese Orchestra by the way) and my mom bought one for me, I fiddled with it for nearly a month and it's been lying await in the cupboard for a better owner ever since.
And to think that I often tell myself to go ahead with any decision that I make and not regret it. What an irony.
Regret. Regret. Regret.
(For those who play Halo 2, I think the Prophet of Regret is a dumb name.)
And I really feel as though I have let Sam down. Once again, my greatest apologies.
For now, I guess I'll have to wait for Carolyn to get back to me about the job at Coffeebean and The Tea Leaf. Well I always thought the name was cute. But of course I still wish that the Night Safari would hire me. Or maybe I should just go and peddle drugs. Nah, I'd probably take them and end up in rehab.
Ah, My Love.
I swear Jay Chou is the hottest being that ever graced the Earth with divine feet. Like seriously, what wouldn't I give for a just a tiny chip of his toenail.
Yay, Long Live Jay Chou the King, the Cutest One, the Greatly Endeared One, the Most Kind, Gracious and Intelligent One etc...
It's late and I'm quite sleepy. Sam found work for me as a packer/tagger for Chomel and I start tomorrow(today, technically). Seeing that the Night Safari people have left me out of their "possible employees" list, I have decided that I shall stick around as a packer/tagger before the Night Safari people realise their horrendous mistake and justify it by calling me up for an interview. After which I'd leave Chomel to grapple with their loss of the best packer/tagger they'd ever seen by quitting them and leaving poor Sam all alone in the cold dark claustrophobic room packing/tagging like never before.
No but seriously I really hope the Night Safari people call me soon and save me from the cold dark claustrophobic room in which the future shines bright for me as a packer/tagger and swish me away to a place where people pay twenty five bucks to watch sleeping animals. But well at least it's open air out there, unlike the cold dark claustrophobic room.
But actually I've not started work as yet and I haven't even been to the workplace so I'm not realy sure if it's cold, dark and claustrophobic. Aha. So there you go, tells you how much I want to work at the Night Safari such that any other job I'm offered seems so inconsequential and lousy. Gah.
Well I'd really like to work for the Night Safari! Who knows I might have the chance to train the lions to jump out at the tram when it passes by and bite on to the railings with their teeth. But wait are there lions at the safari? Or maybe I'd have the chance to train the bears to jump out at the tram when it passes by and bite on to the railings with their teeth. I know! There are deer! I've seen them before! So perhaps I'd have the chance to train the deer to jump out at the tram when it passes by and bite on to the railings with their teeth and maybe scare the people in the tram with grass essence dripping from their teeth. Yes, that would be a pleasant experience for the visitors to the Night Safari. So, I say, I really should work at the Night Safari. Sigh.
And Jielun totally rocks. I can't think of any better way to put it. Ah well.
He is my love.
And *drumroll please*... introducing... NATHANIEL! He's a friend of mine from Canoeing days. He's this really happy person! =) And since Nathaniel's been introduced, I find it difficult not to introduce another friend of mine.
And *drumroll please*... introducing... ANITA! She's a friend of mine from class. She's this really crappy person! ha ha!
See Nathaniel, I mentioned you! And you too Anita! =) And I'm really glad to have you both as my friends. Yay!
And of course I'm glad to have other wonderful people as my friends, but if I were to mention all of them and do a short write-up on each one, I think I might just get fired by Chomel for not turning up on the first day of work because it would take all night and all of the next day. Well it's not that I have thaaaaaaaat many friends, but I think each of them are like so wonderful and so so so so so special that.. that.. that I'm at a loss for words and sigh, I really love them. Love you all guys! <3
Speaking of friends I just went out with Evelyn, Jiawen and Bryan and I thought the entire outing was such a hilarious affair. Yes, that was definitely enjoyable. =)
But for now I've got to get some sleep, because I've got to gear up for work in the cold dark claustrophobic room which awaits me in approximately seven and a half hour's time. Okay, that's it for now!
Yay, Long Live Jay Chou the King, the Cutest One, the Greatly Endeared One, the Most Kind, Gracious and Intelligent One etc...
It's late and I'm quite sleepy. Sam found work for me as a packer/tagger for Chomel and I start tomorrow(today, technically). Seeing that the Night Safari people have left me out of their "possible employees" list, I have decided that I shall stick around as a packer/tagger before the Night Safari people realise their horrendous mistake and justify it by calling me up for an interview. After which I'd leave Chomel to grapple with their loss of the best packer/tagger they'd ever seen by quitting them and leaving poor Sam all alone in the cold dark claustrophobic room packing/tagging like never before.
No but seriously I really hope the Night Safari people call me soon and save me from the cold dark claustrophobic room in which the future shines bright for me as a packer/tagger and swish me away to a place where people pay twenty five bucks to watch sleeping animals. But well at least it's open air out there, unlike the cold dark claustrophobic room.
But actually I've not started work as yet and I haven't even been to the workplace so I'm not realy sure if it's cold, dark and claustrophobic. Aha. So there you go, tells you how much I want to work at the Night Safari such that any other job I'm offered seems so inconsequential and lousy. Gah.
Well I'd really like to work for the Night Safari! Who knows I might have the chance to train the lions to jump out at the tram when it passes by and bite on to the railings with their teeth. But wait are there lions at the safari? Or maybe I'd have the chance to train the bears to jump out at the tram when it passes by and bite on to the railings with their teeth. I know! There are deer! I've seen them before! So perhaps I'd have the chance to train the deer to jump out at the tram when it passes by and bite on to the railings with their teeth and maybe scare the people in the tram with grass essence dripping from their teeth. Yes, that would be a pleasant experience for the visitors to the Night Safari. So, I say, I really should work at the Night Safari. Sigh.
And Jielun totally rocks. I can't think of any better way to put it. Ah well.
He is my love.
And *drumroll please*... introducing... NATHANIEL! He's a friend of mine from Canoeing days. He's this really happy person! =) And since Nathaniel's been introduced, I find it difficult not to introduce another friend of mine.
And *drumroll please*... introducing... ANITA! She's a friend of mine from class. She's this really crappy person! ha ha!
See Nathaniel, I mentioned you! And you too Anita! =) And I'm really glad to have you both as my friends. Yay!
And of course I'm glad to have other wonderful people as my friends, but if I were to mention all of them and do a short write-up on each one, I think I might just get fired by Chomel for not turning up on the first day of work because it would take all night and all of the next day. Well it's not that I have thaaaaaaaat many friends, but I think each of them are like so wonderful and so so so so so special that.. that.. that I'm at a loss for words and sigh, I really love them. Love you all guys! <3
Speaking of friends I just went out with Evelyn, Jiawen and Bryan and I thought the entire outing was such a hilarious affair. Yes, that was definitely enjoyable. =)
But for now I've got to get some sleep, because I've got to gear up for work in the cold dark claustrophobic room which awaits me in approximately seven and a half hour's time. Okay, that's it for now!
Wednesday, November 02, 2005
How Do We Like Things As Such?
Things to do for the Holidays:
Number 1: Get a life.
Ways in which one like me can get a life:
- Get an income! By applying for a job and clinching it such that my material needs and wants can hopefully be fulfilled and I will be livelier.
- Get a boyfriend! By flying to Taiwan and accosting a certain Jay Chou and telling him we were meant to be and I will be much livelier. Or the alternative would be to hook up with the next guy in Sentosa that smiles at me, in an innocent kinda way and I will be less livelier than if it were Jay Chou, but definitely livelier alright.
- Have a stayover! By bugging any one of my friends around me to organise one and messing up their house, following them around all the time and sleeping on their beds and I will be Almost Brimming with Life! (<-- Look it's an exclamation mark, and this indicates that I'm at least a little Livelier now! <-- Oh hey it's another one! and another! yet another! oh hey there's one more!...)
- Have a 2D chalet! But hey that's not up to me! But it will definitely make me a Livelier person! But I do have a feeling that at the end of the chalet I'd resemble living dead more than anything else and there's nothing Lively about that no siree.
- Look forward to Christmas and New Year!! Whoohoo! Isn't Christmas the Loveliest festivity ever?! I simply love Christmas! That is life alright.
- Be nice to Bessie, Phillip and Carolyn! By buying them Christmas presents which they do not need, but want indeed! And that would set me back by alot of money, which brings me all the way back to my first point of getting an income. Seems like I would need a larger income then. Perhaps I could try for two jobs! And then that would make me a very busy person indeed and I would not be able to get a boyfriend, have a stayover, have a 2D chalet, look forward to Christmas and New Year or be nice to Bessie, Phillip and Carolyn!!! AAAARGH! It's a VICIOUS cycle!! So maybe I'll make do with one job and then the three of them will have to make do with hand-made presents or something. =) That will do nicely.
Number 2: Watch the Gemini starshower with Tofu like every year!
Number 3: STUDY!
hahaaa gotcha! bet you were TRICKED!
okay whatever I'm in love with Oliver Twist right now!
and this is pretty much what i wanna do in the holidays minus the third point. Wow! I don't think the holidays are even long enough.
=)
Thursday, October 27, 2005
Fuck Off and Die.
It's a tragedy when life contains no meaning. And 'tragic' is the perfect word to describe my life right now. Sometimes I wonder if I'm wallowing in Self-Pity because it seems to me right now that's what I'm doing. It's so Pathetic that I'm so Pathetic and currently, life is so Pathetically Pathetic. (WOW I make a great Scrabble player with my wide range of vocabulary.)
SAJC is still an unhappy place for me. There's no warmth whatsoever in that place. Each day I dread going to school. Friends don't feel like friends, no offense, but it really hurts. I mean it's great just hanging out with them but there's always this distance and it fucking hurts. No I don't know what I'm saying do I? And I don't know what to say or what to do. I miss 9P, jiawen and siyun so much. I can't do without 9P, but 9P can do without each other. Everything seems so meaningless right now, such that I actually try to find meaning in the music I listen to, all that shit about happy songs. I am so hating life right now fuck if I had one wish I'd want to stay at the age of 15 for all eternity when I was stupid enough to believe in the phrase "Friends Forever" and all that crap about trying hard to keep the friendship alive. And maybe I should just fuck off and die and maybe the world will be a fucking better place.
Shit I feel like a dumbass but I was so looking forward to watch Corpse Bride with 9P even when people were telling me not to because it was a sucky show and all but I wanted to because it was a promise made. I wanted to go to Sentosa with the class as a class. I want to play bball with 9P all over again like in the past at the ayer rajah bball court, or the leng kee bball court which ever until we were all tired. I want to hang out with jiawen siyun and evelyn on the rocks at the gombak stadium until late at night like in the past even though it was the Literature exam the next day. I want to be able to open up to all my friends like I always can with 9P. I want to be able to see my friends together and happy each day. I want to do everything possible there is and shit, I feel like everything is taken for granted. Fuck I don't know what I'm talking about again. Life isn't about angsty blog entries and shit. Life is about being happy and I know what I want in life, and that is to be happy.
But SAJC is such a miserable place.
SAJC is still an unhappy place for me. There's no warmth whatsoever in that place. Each day I dread going to school. Friends don't feel like friends, no offense, but it really hurts. I mean it's great just hanging out with them but there's always this distance and it fucking hurts. No I don't know what I'm saying do I? And I don't know what to say or what to do. I miss 9P, jiawen and siyun so much. I can't do without 9P, but 9P can do without each other. Everything seems so meaningless right now, such that I actually try to find meaning in the music I listen to, all that shit about happy songs. I am so hating life right now fuck if I had one wish I'd want to stay at the age of 15 for all eternity when I was stupid enough to believe in the phrase "Friends Forever" and all that crap about trying hard to keep the friendship alive. And maybe I should just fuck off and die and maybe the world will be a fucking better place.
Shit I feel like a dumbass but I was so looking forward to watch Corpse Bride with 9P even when people were telling me not to because it was a sucky show and all but I wanted to because it was a promise made. I wanted to go to Sentosa with the class as a class. I want to play bball with 9P all over again like in the past at the ayer rajah bball court, or the leng kee bball court which ever until we were all tired. I want to hang out with jiawen siyun and evelyn on the rocks at the gombak stadium until late at night like in the past even though it was the Literature exam the next day. I want to be able to open up to all my friends like I always can with 9P. I want to be able to see my friends together and happy each day. I want to do everything possible there is and shit, I feel like everything is taken for granted. Fuck I don't know what I'm talking about again. Life isn't about angsty blog entries and shit. Life is about being happy and I know what I want in life, and that is to be happy.
But SAJC is such a miserable place.
Monday, September 26, 2005
Anti Nostalgic.
On friday it rained in school, and I got all melancholy and nostalgic.
I used to love the rain to bits when I was in secondary three. I remember running towards rain whenever it fell. It was a kind of an obsession. I was obsessed with rain. At that time I figured there wasn't a particular reason why I shared this peculiar relationship with this natural phenomena which involved water falling from the sky in little droplets. But it was fascinating. Always had me looking skywards. Raindrops plopping on my skin. That was a good feeling.
And then there was this period of time when I kept seeing rainbows. As in real, non-metaphorical rainbows. Yes another of nature's phenomena I used to be in love with. Yes, those coloured arcs were everywhere. I don't know if anybody knew, but I was constantly seeing them. It was quite queer. Or maybe it was because that was the period of time I was actually consciously looking out for those rainbows. It was quite pleasant really. During gateway practice, I'd be rolling my eyes upwards due to some ridiculous behaviour of the juniors and tada, there would be a rainbow. During recess, I'd be leaning against the parapet and at the lift of my head, tada, a rainbow. And I remember the most stunning and beautiful rainbow I'd ever seen appeared in the sky when I was on my way to the 'O' Level Chinese exam. The sky was gloomy, stormy and the rainbow stood out brilliantly in the midst of the rolling dark clouds. It was a beauty really. And the weather conditions were so harsh I wonder how it actually prevailed. I think it had something to do with the presence of a reservoir. Does weird things really.
I think I should learn to embrace the rain once more. That would be good.
I used to love the rain to bits when I was in secondary three. I remember running towards rain whenever it fell. It was a kind of an obsession. I was obsessed with rain. At that time I figured there wasn't a particular reason why I shared this peculiar relationship with this natural phenomena which involved water falling from the sky in little droplets. But it was fascinating. Always had me looking skywards. Raindrops plopping on my skin. That was a good feeling.
And then there was this period of time when I kept seeing rainbows. As in real, non-metaphorical rainbows. Yes another of nature's phenomena I used to be in love with. Yes, those coloured arcs were everywhere. I don't know if anybody knew, but I was constantly seeing them. It was quite queer. Or maybe it was because that was the period of time I was actually consciously looking out for those rainbows. It was quite pleasant really. During gateway practice, I'd be rolling my eyes upwards due to some ridiculous behaviour of the juniors and tada, there would be a rainbow. During recess, I'd be leaning against the parapet and at the lift of my head, tada, a rainbow. And I remember the most stunning and beautiful rainbow I'd ever seen appeared in the sky when I was on my way to the 'O' Level Chinese exam. The sky was gloomy, stormy and the rainbow stood out brilliantly in the midst of the rolling dark clouds. It was a beauty really. And the weather conditions were so harsh I wonder how it actually prevailed. I think it had something to do with the presence of a reservoir. Does weird things really.
I think I should learn to embrace the rain once more. That would be good.
Sunday, September 18, 2005
Festivity!
T'was a windy Mid Autumn Night..
Everywhere they went little kids were burning ants with the candles in their hands.
Not wanting to lose out to them little kids they too started burning ants with the candles in their hands.
Ants roasted and popped.
They were disgusted, but they could not stop.
The moon threw cakes which fell on them that night.
They picked them up and they ate them and they all died.
This day last year saw me and the 4L bunch playing with fire near the Bukit Timah Food Center. And we were all sweaty and hot. Tonight I went back to the Bukit Timah Food Center, not to relive the memories, but for a greater cause: to fill my empty stomach i.e. to have dinner. Well. I heard kids screaming their heads off when they were playing with those whistling sparklers thingies.. maybe the sparks flew into their ears or something. Ha ha. No, maybe their mouths. ha ha ha. Or maybe one of them fell when playing with the sparkler and it poked through his eye and the sight of the eyeball being pulled out by the sparkler made them scream. Ha ha ha ha. "FRIED EYEBALLS!" with the sparks still emitting it's so gross i can almost scream myself.
Hmm. remember the zhi char stall assistant whom I said looked like jielun some time back? I SAW HIM TODAY AGAIN! hahah. and he cut his hair. But he was still cute. And he still reminded me of the character takumi fujiwara in Initial D which JIELUN played. sigh. AND HE SERVED ME AGAIN! AHHAHAHAH. okay. i'm like all pervy. but he's really cute. sigh. Oh my god i wonder if he's single. I wonder if he goes to Orchard Road. I wonder if he stays with his mom. I wonder if he likes jielun. I wonder why I don't know anything about him at all.
I told bessie i thought he was cute and the first thing she said was "Lousy customer service." Bah. i think she's just jealous. She said an Indian man at the petrol kiosk smiled at her. I told her he'd probably fallen in love with her. And she was like "Of Course."
haha.
Like one week back I was going home on the train and this person dressed in a black top revealing CLEAVAGE stepped into my carriage. Good god. The tight fitting pants and the overwhelming Eau De Toilette, horrid. And this person wasn't really good looking. In fact i think even Mark Lee has a better complexion.
And this cleavage was the very first cleavage i ever saw
on a man.
Everywhere they went little kids were burning ants with the candles in their hands.
Not wanting to lose out to them little kids they too started burning ants with the candles in their hands.
Ants roasted and popped.
They were disgusted, but they could not stop.
The moon threw cakes which fell on them that night.
They picked them up and they ate them and they all died.
This day last year saw me and the 4L bunch playing with fire near the Bukit Timah Food Center. And we were all sweaty and hot. Tonight I went back to the Bukit Timah Food Center, not to relive the memories, but for a greater cause: to fill my empty stomach i.e. to have dinner. Well. I heard kids screaming their heads off when they were playing with those whistling sparklers thingies.. maybe the sparks flew into their ears or something. Ha ha. No, maybe their mouths. ha ha ha. Or maybe one of them fell when playing with the sparkler and it poked through his eye and the sight of the eyeball being pulled out by the sparkler made them scream. Ha ha ha ha. "FRIED EYEBALLS!" with the sparks still emitting it's so gross i can almost scream myself.
Hmm. remember the zhi char stall assistant whom I said looked like jielun some time back? I SAW HIM TODAY AGAIN! hahah. and he cut his hair. But he was still cute. And he still reminded me of the character takumi fujiwara in Initial D which JIELUN played. sigh. AND HE SERVED ME AGAIN! AHHAHAHAH. okay. i'm like all pervy. but he's really cute. sigh. Oh my god i wonder if he's single. I wonder if he goes to Orchard Road. I wonder if he stays with his mom. I wonder if he likes jielun. I wonder why I don't know anything about him at all.
I told bessie i thought he was cute and the first thing she said was "Lousy customer service." Bah. i think she's just jealous. She said an Indian man at the petrol kiosk smiled at her. I told her he'd probably fallen in love with her. And she was like "Of Course."
haha.
Like one week back I was going home on the train and this person dressed in a black top revealing CLEAVAGE stepped into my carriage. Good god. The tight fitting pants and the overwhelming Eau De Toilette, horrid. And this person wasn't really good looking. In fact i think even Mark Lee has a better complexion.
And this cleavage was the very first cleavage i ever saw
on a man.
Sunday, September 11, 2005
Happy Daze
Good God. You know how they're like "Happy Holidays!" and I'm like, what holiday? The nine days which have just passed saw me unconscious. Like in a coma. *BAM!* and like eight days later i wake up and find myself left with only one day to do ALL the shit I'd been supposed to do in the past eight days. Hmm, and I think "Where have all those eight days gone?" And my ma calls out "VANESSA! YOUR 8 DAYS ARE IN THE STORE ROOM AH!" (geddit? ahah okay not funny, like i'm trying to be serious here. but I strayed. Oh man I'm like a strayhuman. Like as in straycat geddit geddit? okay now "stray" looks weird.) But seriously, I really shouldn't be updating my blog right now because I actually have work to do. And that sucks. Totally.
On that particular thursday I saw yet another interesting thing on my way to school. It was an advertisement with the words "Entertaining a few partners at once has earned her the title of text goddess" geddit? It's cute. ha ha. I was amused by it alright. And I dig cute advertisements. Like the one about the refrigerator with the vegetables all jumping out of the drawer and the cabbage hitting its head.. that was waaaaay cute okay. You all should catch it on television some time.
Okay I'm happy in my cca. My cca mates are like fun people. There are a couple of cute guys too! what a bonus!
Poor overachiever, his MSN nick is always so sad. boohoo. It makes me all sad too. Boohoo, but I can't just like pop by and say hi cause I'm shy. sigh, and it rhymes!! YAY! i'm like ready for prac crit exam already!
On that particular thursday I saw yet another interesting thing on my way to school. It was an advertisement with the words "Entertaining a few partners at once has earned her the title of text goddess" geddit? It's cute. ha ha. I was amused by it alright. And I dig cute advertisements. Like the one about the refrigerator with the vegetables all jumping out of the drawer and the cabbage hitting its head.. that was waaaaay cute okay. You all should catch it on television some time.
Okay I'm happy in my cca. My cca mates are like fun people. There are a couple of cute guys too! what a bonus!
Poor overachiever, his MSN nick is always so sad. boohoo. It makes me all sad too. Boohoo, but I can't just like pop by and say hi cause I'm shy. sigh, and it rhymes!! YAY! i'm like ready for prac crit exam already!
Monday, September 05, 2005
Give Me some Money? Please?
Wednesday morning on my way to school i had three interesting sightings.
Sighting number One: A Brit in a London Cab. okay actually I had no idea if he was a Brit, but he was Caucasian alright, and I was pretty amused by the sight. The cab was actually adorned with the picture of the British flag. Like, a Brit in a London Cab promoting Britain in Singapore. How ironic can that get? Ha ha.
Sighting number Two: An Indian with a Spiderman schoolbag. Okay I'm pretty sure he was an Indian this time round. And his schoolbag was pretty cute, if it had been on a primary school kid, well this Indian was and adult Indian. You know, it's the kind of bag which is oblonged-shaped, and which we carried to school when we were like eight years old, except that ours had pictures of Power Rangers instead of Spiderman. I thought it was pretty amusing and actually wanted to take a picture of him with my phone, but i was afraid that he might panic at the Sight of me aiming the phone at him and like freak out or something. And so i perished the thought.
Sighting number Three: A Girl with a Dog With a Neckbrace. Well I haven't been seeing the Girl with a Dog for some time now, and it was a pleasant surprise to see them both in the field next to Alexandra Hospital that morning. But the poor Dog had a Neckbrace. Sigh. Poor Dog.
It was a nice morning. Oh and did I mention that I Saw an Overachiever too? Well this Overachiever was standing. Yes, the Overachiever was Standing.
Saturday morning saw me armed with my period at MacRitchie Reservoir running. And it isn't a nice feeling to run with a pad alright. And it had to rain. Ah well, and I figured that to be a good photographer you had to have thick skin. Life still goes on without good pictures. And Life still goes on without colours. And Life has to go on even when you have your period. I guess Life has a knack of being oblivious.
Sighting number One: A Brit in a London Cab. okay actually I had no idea if he was a Brit, but he was Caucasian alright, and I was pretty amused by the sight. The cab was actually adorned with the picture of the British flag. Like, a Brit in a London Cab promoting Britain in Singapore. How ironic can that get? Ha ha.
Sighting number Two: An Indian with a Spiderman schoolbag. Okay I'm pretty sure he was an Indian this time round. And his schoolbag was pretty cute, if it had been on a primary school kid, well this Indian was and adult Indian. You know, it's the kind of bag which is oblonged-shaped, and which we carried to school when we were like eight years old, except that ours had pictures of Power Rangers instead of Spiderman. I thought it was pretty amusing and actually wanted to take a picture of him with my phone, but i was afraid that he might panic at the Sight of me aiming the phone at him and like freak out or something. And so i perished the thought.
Sighting number Three: A Girl with a Dog With a Neckbrace. Well I haven't been seeing the Girl with a Dog for some time now, and it was a pleasant surprise to see them both in the field next to Alexandra Hospital that morning. But the poor Dog had a Neckbrace. Sigh. Poor Dog.
It was a nice morning. Oh and did I mention that I Saw an Overachiever too? Well this Overachiever was standing. Yes, the Overachiever was Standing.
Saturday morning saw me armed with my period at MacRitchie Reservoir running. And it isn't a nice feeling to run with a pad alright. And it had to rain. Ah well, and I figured that to be a good photographer you had to have thick skin. Life still goes on without good pictures. And Life still goes on without colours. And Life has to go on even when you have your period. I guess Life has a knack of being oblivious.
Friday, August 19, 2005
When Life Turns So Bad that It Stinks.
This morning was the happiest morning of my life. And i was just thinking that nothing could ever bring me down. But i was Wrong.
Today was the worst day of my life. I have never felt so bad. Ever. It was shit lousy. Like hell, i think i might be breaking down.
It's like we don't even talk on MSN right now. And i don't mean it like its a good thing. And look, don't assume you know who i'm talking about. wth, it might even be you. But you probably wouldn't even be reading this. And i'm like whatever. Look, it's just too bad okay. oh my god it's just too bad.
I'm like sick of this shit. so fuck to you.
Today was the worst day of my life. I have never felt so bad. Ever. It was shit lousy. Like hell, i think i might be breaking down.
It's like we don't even talk on MSN right now. And i don't mean it like its a good thing. And look, don't assume you know who i'm talking about. wth, it might even be you. But you probably wouldn't even be reading this. And i'm like whatever. Look, it's just too bad okay. oh my god it's just too bad.
I'm like sick of this shit. so fuck to you.
Wednesday, August 17, 2005
This is not really Me.
It's not really Me.
Yep, I am not me. Just like God is not Jesus. Wait, God really ISN'T Jesus. So I am still me after all, because I'm neither God, nor am i Jesus. So there. Okay so i'm not making sense. Look, I'm really sorry, but things've been outta sorts lately. And oh I just realised that my life doesn't really worth much cause I'm just like wasting my time away. Okay, it's good that i've identified the problem but you see the problem is that i don't really think wasting my time and life away like that is a problem at all. See, i think i need counselling. Or maybe I don't cause if i can tell you that i need counselling it's probably a sign that i'm still sane.
I think the real psycho actually admits that he's insane to cover up the fact that he really is actually insane. cause it's like, people always say when one admits to being psycho usually one's not, so real psychos will like probably work on that and admit to being psycho in order to appear unpsycho. okay actually this entry is just full of shit i don't know why i bother updating. Haha, just so i can trick you into believing that this entry actually goes somewhere when actually it's just like full of shit. ah ha. I'm so mean dammit. okay okay i apologise for being mean. but things have been outta sorts lately have i ever mentioned that before? And i think i need counselling.
Don appeared on TV!! He's the one acting in the nine o'clock serial drama. okay he's cooler in real life. Which is why acting is called acting. Duh. Like whatever i've got better things to do like sleep. which i will be off to now. And please support the protected sex motion and i'll love you very much till next time.
Yep, I am not me. Just like God is not Jesus. Wait, God really ISN'T Jesus. So I am still me after all, because I'm neither God, nor am i Jesus. So there. Okay so i'm not making sense. Look, I'm really sorry, but things've been outta sorts lately. And oh I just realised that my life doesn't really worth much cause I'm just like wasting my time away. Okay, it's good that i've identified the problem but you see the problem is that i don't really think wasting my time and life away like that is a problem at all. See, i think i need counselling. Or maybe I don't cause if i can tell you that i need counselling it's probably a sign that i'm still sane.
I think the real psycho actually admits that he's insane to cover up the fact that he really is actually insane. cause it's like, people always say when one admits to being psycho usually one's not, so real psychos will like probably work on that and admit to being psycho in order to appear unpsycho. okay actually this entry is just full of shit i don't know why i bother updating. Haha, just so i can trick you into believing that this entry actually goes somewhere when actually it's just like full of shit. ah ha. I'm so mean dammit. okay okay i apologise for being mean. but things have been outta sorts lately have i ever mentioned that before? And i think i need counselling.
Don appeared on TV!! He's the one acting in the nine o'clock serial drama. okay he's cooler in real life. Which is why acting is called acting. Duh. Like whatever i've got better things to do like sleep. which i will be off to now. And please support the protected sex motion and i'll love you very much till next time.
Sunday, August 14, 2005
And Credit Goes To..
Dongua!!! for spending time on doing this blog layout for me! and i told her to add in her name, but she wanted to appear modest. so, she left her name out, and it was all down to me to write an entry just to credit her. but anyway, thanks alot dongua! =) i love the layout. Although i think it can do with a title. *hint hint*
Sunday, July 24, 2005
Things Happen
It's been a relatively good weekend. Jay Chou has a common look i've come to realise. Or maybe it's because people everywhere are imitating him. Oh no. But anyway, at the Bukit Timah Market i saw this Jay Chou lookalike stall assistant and i so wanted to just walk over and accost him but i thought the better of it and controlled myself. But he's like so adorable i think i'll go there for lunch everyday now but hey i just remembered i've got school so i guess dinner will be fine too. Yes. Imagine him serving me food. wow wee. I've gotten myself a cooked food stall assistant as eye candy god knows what'll happen if i marry him. I think my mom won't actually approve of the marriage but heck i'm not going to bother myself over what my mom thinks. I shall just go ahead and marry him. i can actually picture myself working my ass off at the food stall alongside him. Good God, i just realised i don't even know his name, but who knows i might just find that out one day when i plant myself at the table in front of his stall every night. There's no way he won't take notice of me like that i'm sure. Okay, next.
Damned viruses are eating away at my files even as i type this entry. Shit. I'm like fighting a losing battle against these shit viruses. Heck I didn't even provoke them and here they are feasting on my documents. GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE YOU POOHEAD VIRUSES! I should like get an exorcist to exorcise the viruses from my computer forever. Damn.
Shit I irritate myself sometimes.
Damned viruses are eating away at my files even as i type this entry. Shit. I'm like fighting a losing battle against these shit viruses. Heck I didn't even provoke them and here they are feasting on my documents. GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE YOU POOHEAD VIRUSES! I should like get an exorcist to exorcise the viruses from my computer forever. Damn.
Shit I irritate myself sometimes.
Sunday, July 17, 2005
Introducing Dusty, the Dust Bunny
Dusty used to be confined to my room only. Now he's all over the house. Dusty's my pet dust bunny. Dusty has the characteristics of an amoeba. He doesn't have to make love in order to reproduce. Instead, he splits his cells and *ta-da, another dust bunny is formed. And we all know the wonderful ability and alarming speed at which normal bunnies can reproduce at, and Dusty, being a dust bunny, which is a bunny afterall, does possess these abilities. So nowadays i see these Dusty-looking dust bunnies e-v-e-r-y-w-h-e-r-e. And i call out "DUSTY!" and they all rush towards me. They all seem to think that they're Dusty. But it's true, they're dusty, cause they're Dust Bunnies! Geddit? Okay i know i know.
Perhaps this is the reason why I got Gotcha-ed by the real Gotcha crew. You only know you're on Gotcha when the crew come up to you and say "Look at that camera over there!" and you turn to look at all you see is your reflection staring dumbly back at you and you realise that, hey! so that wasn't a one-way mirror after all! It is a two-way mirror!! There's a CAMERA hiding behind THAT mirror. DAMN.
Aha. actually no, you know you're on Gotcha when you're required to do something stupid and you ask yourself "am i on Gotcha?" but you still go ahead and do it anyway in hope of getting that FIFTY DOLLAR HMV VOUCHER and all you're offered at the end of being stupid on national TV is a Blood Red Umbrella which has the words "Catch Gotcha on Channel 5, Thursdays, 8pm" whereby if you carried this umbrella out on the streets it'd be screaming "HEY LOOK AT ME! I WAS DUMB ENOUGH TO BE FEATURED ON GOTCHA!!!" in bright Blood Red.
Perhaps this is the reason why I got Gotcha-ed by the real Gotcha crew. You only know you're on Gotcha when the crew come up to you and say "Look at that camera over there!" and you turn to look at all you see is your reflection staring dumbly back at you and you realise that, hey! so that wasn't a one-way mirror after all! It is a two-way mirror!! There's a CAMERA hiding behind THAT mirror. DAMN.
Aha. actually no, you know you're on Gotcha when you're required to do something stupid and you ask yourself "am i on Gotcha?" but you still go ahead and do it anyway in hope of getting that FIFTY DOLLAR HMV VOUCHER and all you're offered at the end of being stupid on national TV is a Blood Red Umbrella which has the words "Catch Gotcha on Channel 5, Thursdays, 8pm" whereby if you carried this umbrella out on the streets it'd be screaming "HEY LOOK AT ME! I WAS DUMB ENOUGH TO BE FEATURED ON GOTCHA!!!" in bright Blood Red.
Monday, July 11, 2005
I'm a Walking Case of Influenza.
I'm down with the Real Influenza. You only know you're down with the Real Influenza when your doctor tells you " You've got the Real Influenza." Okay not really actually. My doctor told me "You've got the flu which the government has informed people to get the vaccine against, which in your case is too late." Talk about being subtle. My lovely doctor then took my temperature and went "Oh dear this is not good." Like, hello, thank you so very much but, I'm like still alive and kicking, don't make me sound like I won't make it out of your office!
But I've got like, two days MC until tuesday with which i can spend sleeping at home till my brain turns to mush. But hey don't get me wrong, i don't feel good having to swallow all those disgusting pills.
And so i was thinking. And i decided that i should be warning you people. Go get the Flu Vaccine. It's NOT NICE having the Real Influenza. My phlegm's like dirty green in colour, which is coincidentally Tofu's favourite colour. Also, the texture kinda resembles that of an oil painting. (how do i know? guess what? I've touched it! haha! been there done that!) so each time i spit i'm reminded of Tofu. And that kinda cheers me up a little.
But I've got like, two days MC until tuesday with which i can spend sleeping at home till my brain turns to mush. But hey don't get me wrong, i don't feel good having to swallow all those disgusting pills.
And so i was thinking. And i decided that i should be warning you people. Go get the Flu Vaccine. It's NOT NICE having the Real Influenza. My phlegm's like dirty green in colour, which is coincidentally Tofu's favourite colour. Also, the texture kinda resembles that of an oil painting. (how do i know? guess what? I've touched it! haha! been there done that!) so each time i spit i'm reminded of Tofu. And that kinda cheers me up a little.
Tuesday, July 05, 2005
Religious Science VS Scientific Religion.
Have you ever read Angels and Demons by Dan Brown? You know how Brown claims that religion and science can never go together? Well I've been thinking about it and perhaps it's true.
Now Christianism proposes that there is a God above us who put Man on this Earth which He created. Science proposes that Man evolved from Apes. And from the Bible we know that the first humans God put on Earth were Adam and Eve, not some hairy apes, unless Humans at that time really did look like apes which means that the illustrations in the Bible Storybook sitting in my bookcase are very wrong. Wherever did cavemen spring up from? So is it right to say that cavemen belong to Science, and do not exist in the world of Religion?
How about dinosaurs? The Bible never spoke of dinosaurs. But we know that dinosaurs existed right? or did God kill the dinosaurs so that Man could come to Earth? But God created Earth! Which means that before the creation of Earth there should not be any mention of living things and Earth. Oh No.
Actually i've been troubled by the issue of religion for the past days. To believe or not to believe that there is a God. Honestly, sometimes i see the faith some people have in their God so intense that it frightens me. It's like the way how people are so easily willing to use God as an explanation for some things they cannot explain. It's all so blurry. I guess Religion is one thing which cannot be proven. I dunno. When i'm ready to believe i will. But i guess this isn't the right time. Yeah, it does feel kinda empty inside when you've got nothing to believe in.
So many things have been happening in the past few days. An old friend of mine from the past came back to haunt me. And that really shook me up. I dunno. Common test was a total disaster and i just fell in love with Jay Chou all over again. My phone gave up on me and i attempted to pack my room. But all in all i'm still as aimless as can be.
Now Christianism proposes that there is a God above us who put Man on this Earth which He created. Science proposes that Man evolved from Apes. And from the Bible we know that the first humans God put on Earth were Adam and Eve, not some hairy apes, unless Humans at that time really did look like apes which means that the illustrations in the Bible Storybook sitting in my bookcase are very wrong. Wherever did cavemen spring up from? So is it right to say that cavemen belong to Science, and do not exist in the world of Religion?
How about dinosaurs? The Bible never spoke of dinosaurs. But we know that dinosaurs existed right? or did God kill the dinosaurs so that Man could come to Earth? But God created Earth! Which means that before the creation of Earth there should not be any mention of living things and Earth. Oh No.
Actually i've been troubled by the issue of religion for the past days. To believe or not to believe that there is a God. Honestly, sometimes i see the faith some people have in their God so intense that it frightens me. It's like the way how people are so easily willing to use God as an explanation for some things they cannot explain. It's all so blurry. I guess Religion is one thing which cannot be proven. I dunno. When i'm ready to believe i will. But i guess this isn't the right time. Yeah, it does feel kinda empty inside when you've got nothing to believe in.
So many things have been happening in the past few days. An old friend of mine from the past came back to haunt me. And that really shook me up. I dunno. Common test was a total disaster and i just fell in love with Jay Chou all over again. My phone gave up on me and i attempted to pack my room. But all in all i'm still as aimless as can be.
Tuesday, June 21, 2005
Welcome to the Freakshow
Hello,
Othello,
Performing on the
Cello.
Crying,
Trying,
Nowhere near
Succeeding.
Donny died today. Donny had wanted to go out of his snowdome, but Donny had nowhere to go to. And Donny tried too hard.
When Donny died it was peaceful and sunny outside. Donny's spirit rose up above Donny's house and banged against the glass of the snowdome. Donny's spirit tried again and again to get out of the snowdome, but it couldn't. When Donny was alive, Donny realised that too many people were getting to know about Donny. And Donny didn't like the people peering into his snowdome time and again. Donny felt like a freakshow. Donny wanted to get out of his snowdome and fly away. But Donny never could. Now, even in Death was Donny trapped in the snowdome. Now don't get Donny wrong, Donny loved his snowdome alright, but Donny was a person after all. Donny couldn't always stay in the same place could he?
And now Donny's dead.
Othello,
Performing on the
Cello.
Crying,
Trying,
Nowhere near
Succeeding.
Donny died today. Donny had wanted to go out of his snowdome, but Donny had nowhere to go to. And Donny tried too hard.
When Donny died it was peaceful and sunny outside. Donny's spirit rose up above Donny's house and banged against the glass of the snowdome. Donny's spirit tried again and again to get out of the snowdome, but it couldn't. When Donny was alive, Donny realised that too many people were getting to know about Donny. And Donny didn't like the people peering into his snowdome time and again. Donny felt like a freakshow. Donny wanted to get out of his snowdome and fly away. But Donny never could. Now, even in Death was Donny trapped in the snowdome. Now don't get Donny wrong, Donny loved his snowdome alright, but Donny was a person after all. Donny couldn't always stay in the same place could he?
And now Donny's dead.
Tuesday, June 07, 2005
Artsy Fartsy
Yesterday i was out with the mother. On the bus ride home we contemplated life. yes, take note it's not "I contemplated Life..." but it's "we contemplated Life..." Well actually I don't contemplate life, it's just that people see me frowning and they think i'm deep in thought when actually I'm just squinting a little cause I'm Short -Sighted. Aha! gotcha there! thought i was gonna say Short didn't you. But NO, I'm NOT SHORT alright. Aha! gotcha again cause I'm actually SHORT! Okay i'd admit I'm a little loony. Aha! gotcha one more time because i DO contemplate life. Right. Oh no i'm so irritating. Okay back to the mother. So it goes.
Me, "All of a sudden i'm sixteen going on seventeen."
Ma, "Yah lor yah lor, so fast hor. I still remember when you were small, the very first time you stood up by yourself, you were so happy."
"hmm. really? I can't really remember much of that."
"yah, and when you were in primary school you used to smile alot. The old lady downstairs always told me that you made her happy cause you were always smiling. wish you were a kid don't you. No troubles and worries and all."
I nodded. yeah, that's true isn't it? i say. And the mother looks so much older now.
And aha! gotcha one last time! we weren't contemplating life, we were thinking back on it!! bahaha. okay. I shall just grow up and like get a life.
Me, "All of a sudden i'm sixteen going on seventeen."
Ma, "Yah lor yah lor, so fast hor. I still remember when you were small, the very first time you stood up by yourself, you were so happy."
"hmm. really? I can't really remember much of that."
"yah, and when you were in primary school you used to smile alot. The old lady downstairs always told me that you made her happy cause you were always smiling. wish you were a kid don't you. No troubles and worries and all."
I nodded. yeah, that's true isn't it? i say. And the mother looks so much older now.
And aha! gotcha one last time! we weren't contemplating life, we were thinking back on it!! bahaha. okay. I shall just grow up and like get a life.
Wednesday, June 01, 2005
Damned RatRace.
I was supposed to collect my O level certificate with the 4L dudes today. (oh no, now you know my education level! ack.) As usual, i left my house late, and therefore i expected to be the last one to arrive. At the train station, i sent a message to one of them, saying that i'll be late. okay actually i was already late, but in case they thought i died on the way i decided to sent a message to them. Almost immediately i got a call from the friend telling me not to leave the house, saying that she was at home, and that another friend was also at home, and that one friend had soccer, and that the other's grandfather passed away (my condolences), and the last one had training. Great. Just Great. Why wasn't i informed earlier? how ironic. just when i actually get down to putting time away for them 4L they had to stand me up. it was usually me who couldn't find time for them. ah well. i guess that's what they call karma. So i had to trudge home from the station. Sad and lonely me.
Today Donny had fun in his snow dome. As usual Donny's house was turned topsy-turvy for a moment and snow was swirling outside. Donny reached out of the window and caught a handful of sunlight shining through the snow. Donny put the handful of sunlight in a jam jar to see Donny through the day.
Today Donny had fun in his snow dome. As usual Donny's house was turned topsy-turvy for a moment and snow was swirling outside. Donny reached out of the window and caught a handful of sunlight shining through the snow. Donny put the handful of sunlight in a jam jar to see Donny through the day.
Last night was such a tragic night. Alegria was showing on Arts Central. Those who watched it please raise your hand. Good. I thought it was a fine show though i only caught the 2nd half (the mother was watching some hongkong serial). sigh. and Fraz put up such a fine performance. And the show brought so many messages across. It was really touching. And i cried and cried.(well, maybe i was crying for the fact that i missed the first half. But seriously the show was really touching) oh no. i tell you i've never cried so much while watching a show before. it was superb. Okay so the story goes, this clown Fraz, fell in love with the daughter of the ring master of Cirque de Soleil (meaning circus of the sun or something like that). This daughter of his also performs in the circus. Her father doesn't approve of them being together. and yes, there's really more to the show. And it's all really sweet. gosh. i really want to watch it again. yes. Fraz reminds me of HIM. you know, that Hot Irish Man? yes.
" I'm in love with you. How're you feeling right now?"
" I'm happy, yet I'm sad."
" That's when you're in love."
And i cried. All the above takes place amidst the circus acrobats doing their act. gosh. it's all so romantic. And I so love it. And it's so inspiring. ack. i'm rambling. it's really cute and all. sigh. i wish i could watch it again. I woke up this morning with puffy eyes. You know how you only wake up in the morning with puffy eyes when you've been crying alot the night before? yes. that's what happened to me. sigh. What a wonderful show.
" I'm happy, yet I'm sad."
" That's when you're in love."
And i cried. All the above takes place amidst the circus acrobats doing their act. gosh. it's all so romantic. And I so love it. And it's so inspiring. ack. i'm rambling. it's really cute and all. sigh. i wish i could watch it again. I woke up this morning with puffy eyes. You know how you only wake up in the morning with puffy eyes when you've been crying alot the night before? yes. that's what happened to me. sigh. What a wonderful show.
Talking about HIM, I watched Twelfth Night a second time and he was hotter then ever. sigh. And i got his autograph and he kept the hearts we made for him. sigh. During group picture time, HE PUT HIS ARM AROUND ME!!!!!!!! OH I ALMOST DIED. I yelped and he's like " oh, what did i do!" jokingly. haha. good god. he's just so cute. Sigh. I'm gonna go for EVERY ONE of his productions in future. sigh. life's good when hot people exist.
Donny's sky was dark today. Donny loved his snow dome, but Donny wished there were other people living near Donny. Rats. Donny didn't even have cats near his house. Poor, Lonely Donny. If only Donny's toboggan could take Donny out of the snow dome. But then again, Donny's toboggan wouldn't work outside snow would it? Donny's love was starting to waver.
Tuesday, May 24, 2005
Photo Dome
Donny met his house's cousin two days ago. It was a photo dome and Donny thought it was the prettiest house anybody could ever have. Donny imagined how it would be like when it was windy and the small shiny purple hearts blew about, making the whole place pretty with sparkles. Donny wondered if it was time to move houses. But Donny decided that no, Donny still loved life in the Snow Dome after all.
Today Donny has to stay up late because Donny had a good time in the snow from morning till night and now Donny has to accept punishment for being too playful. Donny has to work by shovelling snow off the path leading to Donny's house. The cold of the snow has left Donny with a bad dry cough. Donny did not have any cough drops at home. But there was nothing Donny could do about it. Too bad, for Donny was a procrastinator.
Today Donny has to stay up late because Donny had a good time in the snow from morning till night and now Donny has to accept punishment for being too playful. Donny has to work by shovelling snow off the path leading to Donny's house. The cold of the snow has left Donny with a bad dry cough. Donny did not have any cough drops at home. But there was nothing Donny could do about it. Too bad, for Donny was a procrastinator.
Wednesday, May 18, 2005
Bitchitics
Today, for some weird reason or other, Donny felt as if the entire world was made of marshmallows. Donny was on this marshmallow cloud called nine. It had a silver lining and was the prettiest thing Donny had ever seen in his entire life. Donny wishes that the cloud remains as fluffy and as pretty as its present state. Donny knew that in order to preserve the beauty of Donny's cloud, Donny would have to leave the cloud so that the cloud would remain a beautiful memory. Of course Donny would not have wanted to see the cloud all melted and sticky, with his footprints all over. That would have been very unpleasant indeed. Donny also knew that memories were beautiful because Donny was somebody who did not stick around to see the possible beautiful memory crumble to ruins simple due to a turn in events. Donny was elated.
Today, Donny realised that there were many evil and malicious people outside his snow dome. Donny was on his tobogan the way home when he saw an evil and malicious person throw a snowball titled "insult" to another person. To Donny's surprise, the other person threw a snowball titled "hurtful" back at that person. Donny finally saw the doings of bitchitics. Donny realised that bitchitics was a way in which people conversed and the aim was to inflict the feeling of hurt in other people. Donny was so absorbed that he crashed into a tree. His tobogan was fine though. And Donny still felt like Donny was on the marshmallow cloud named nine.
Today, Donny realised that there were many evil and malicious people outside his snow dome. Donny was on his tobogan the way home when he saw an evil and malicious person throw a snowball titled "insult" to another person. To Donny's surprise, the other person threw a snowball titled "hurtful" back at that person. Donny finally saw the doings of bitchitics. Donny realised that bitchitics was a way in which people conversed and the aim was to inflict the feeling of hurt in other people. Donny was so absorbed that he crashed into a tree. His tobogan was fine though. And Donny still felt like Donny was on the marshmallow cloud named nine.
Thursday, May 12, 2005
Withered Wintersun
Today the sun passed away. A blanket of gloom fell over Donny's world. Next week the sun will be resurrected and light will shine on Snow again. Tomorrow when the wind blows, Snow will rage war with Donny's house. But Donny is confident that Donny's house will stand, although this means that Donny would have to hide in the wine cellar. Sometimes Donny's world turns upside down and Snow falls above his house. But Donny still loved life in the snow dome.
Wednesday, April 27, 2005
Life's a Paradox
People's mouths tell alot about them. Most people i've seen have had mouths which corners turned down. Like as if they were perpetually sad about their lives. In fact, Jielun's mouth is turned down, but in a sexy kinda way. My mouth has turned down corners too. And it makes me look all sad and old.
Recently I signed up to be a runner for a musical production by a Hot Irish Man(HIM). This HIM, is really totally hot. For those who watched the Twelth Night Play put up by The Stage Club at the DBS Arts Centre, he's the one who acted as Feste! Isn't he like totally the hottest and coolest thing ever alive? Well, yes he is in my opinion, so there's no room left for you to disagree with me. But figuring that you haven't actually seen him, you might doubt me, but no, you shouldn't cause if you'd seen him you'd feel exactly the same way. He's like a total sex god! Back to the musical production, guess what, he's the producer! WOW WHEE~! I'm gonna like get to see him 24/7! okay maybe not so, but at least i get to see him on a regular basis.
I realised that I've got so much things happening in my life right now! Especially after joining this production, oh man, the arts scene is like unfolding right in front of me! Get burnt by my passion for the arts! haha. okay forgive me i'm like a little mad right now because of HIM.
And ya, one thing, i miss all my friends. especially 9p. ah well.
Recently I signed up to be a runner for a musical production by a Hot Irish Man(HIM). This HIM, is really totally hot. For those who watched the Twelth Night Play put up by The Stage Club at the DBS Arts Centre, he's the one who acted as Feste! Isn't he like totally the hottest and coolest thing ever alive? Well, yes he is in my opinion, so there's no room left for you to disagree with me. But figuring that you haven't actually seen him, you might doubt me, but no, you shouldn't cause if you'd seen him you'd feel exactly the same way. He's like a total sex god! Back to the musical production, guess what, he's the producer! WOW WHEE~! I'm gonna like get to see him 24/7! okay maybe not so, but at least i get to see him on a regular basis.
I realised that I've got so much things happening in my life right now! Especially after joining this production, oh man, the arts scene is like unfolding right in front of me! Get burnt by my passion for the arts! haha. okay forgive me i'm like a little mad right now because of HIM.
And ya, one thing, i miss all my friends. especially 9p. ah well.
Tuesday, March 29, 2005
Why Do Things Happen The Way They Do?
Hello. How ironical it is for a person to only start missing something after she's lost it. Oh well. That's pretty sad isn't it.
And I really miss Pioneer Junior College. Like everything there rocks. EVEN the teachers. But most of all my class rocks. yeah.. 05A02.. They're nothing like any class i've had before.. they're dirty, retarded, crazy and totally wild. Oh man. call us rowdy if you want but that's what i call fun. yeah, They're like really fun. Not that my other friends aren't, but seriously, it's like a whole new dimension. I loved A02. But now that i'm no longer part of them, i love them even more. =(
Yah. I'll never forget how all that dirtiness came about. "Why Daniel never COME?" oh man. and from then on, my mind was beyond salvation, or so i thought until i arrived at SA.
My class at SA, 05A32 is like the most enthusiastic J1 class in SA but still, i find them a tad boring. well. I guess no one quite measures up to A02. Just the other day, some of my classmates were like, "so are they coming?" and i was like laughing to myself, thinking of how everyone around me would be laughing if i were back with A02 and suddenly i felt at loss. Not to mention the dull pain that was inflicted on me. And then i felt like a fool.
The last time i went back to Pioneer Landy was singing on stage and i thought, I'd never be able to hear him sing for a long time now. Nor would i be able to sing along with Evelyn in class. Nor say "buddybuddy FriendsForever" with Suxian. Or sit in the girl's toilet with Peiling, Celestine and Jessie just to skip lessons. Nor would i be able to hear Priscilla, Clement and Janice talk dirty. And Teck Yen and Zhen Hui calling me retard. And laughing at Samantha's Bryan Bondage thingy.And calling Dominique domdom for the sake of doing so. And listen to Adeline sing the Spongebob Squarepants theme song. Or calling Sherlyn Poko and bursting out into laughter. Or gushing about X JAPAN with Joe. Or see Shaowei play drums. Or see Lysa smile her ever so sincere smile. Or laughing and getting frustrated by the dumb things Chervin does. And that kinda saddens me. In fact it saddens me alot. And i wish that I hadn't been so stupid.
Even the piano in the canteen contains precious moments woven into melodies played by the random Pioneer who ventures there during breaks.
Oh well. I guess all done's done. All that crap about turning back time? Why wish for the impossible.
Anyway. Life Goes On.
And I really miss Pioneer Junior College. Like everything there rocks. EVEN the teachers. But most of all my class rocks. yeah.. 05A02.. They're nothing like any class i've had before.. they're dirty, retarded, crazy and totally wild. Oh man. call us rowdy if you want but that's what i call fun. yeah, They're like really fun. Not that my other friends aren't, but seriously, it's like a whole new dimension. I loved A02. But now that i'm no longer part of them, i love them even more. =(
Yah. I'll never forget how all that dirtiness came about. "Why Daniel never COME?" oh man. and from then on, my mind was beyond salvation, or so i thought until i arrived at SA.
My class at SA, 05A32 is like the most enthusiastic J1 class in SA but still, i find them a tad boring. well. I guess no one quite measures up to A02. Just the other day, some of my classmates were like, "so are they coming?" and i was like laughing to myself, thinking of how everyone around me would be laughing if i were back with A02 and suddenly i felt at loss. Not to mention the dull pain that was inflicted on me. And then i felt like a fool.
The last time i went back to Pioneer Landy was singing on stage and i thought, I'd never be able to hear him sing for a long time now. Nor would i be able to sing along with Evelyn in class. Nor say "buddybuddy FriendsForever" with Suxian. Or sit in the girl's toilet with Peiling, Celestine and Jessie just to skip lessons. Nor would i be able to hear Priscilla, Clement and Janice talk dirty. And Teck Yen and Zhen Hui calling me retard. And laughing at Samantha's Bryan Bondage thingy.And calling Dominique domdom for the sake of doing so. And listen to Adeline sing the Spongebob Squarepants theme song. Or calling Sherlyn Poko and bursting out into laughter. Or gushing about X JAPAN with Joe. Or see Shaowei play drums. Or see Lysa smile her ever so sincere smile. Or laughing and getting frustrated by the dumb things Chervin does. And that kinda saddens me. In fact it saddens me alot. And i wish that I hadn't been so stupid.
Even the piano in the canteen contains precious moments woven into melodies played by the random Pioneer who ventures there during breaks.
Oh well. I guess all done's done. All that crap about turning back time? Why wish for the impossible.
Anyway. Life Goes On.
Monday, March 14, 2005
Ghastly
Buggers for HTML. I totally suck at it. Damn. The computer idiot strikes again! Ah well.
Shoot. It's late and I'm getting pretty spooked. Well you see, right now I'm the only one awake and there's no knowing what my mother is capable of in the middle of the night. She might just wake up and speak to me and stink up the air with her bad breath, or my dad might take a toilet break and come creeping up behind me. Even as i type, i shudder as I think of the one million and one ways in which I might get spooked, one of them which involves me turning my head forty five degrees to the right and seeing the picture of my sister. But that wouldn't be spooky, that would be really scary.
Speaking about photographs, I wonder what people feel when they look at photographs. I think photos speak to me. ("I see dead people") "I hear photos," deadpans. But anyway, who will ever want to know about what photos have to say to me?! most importantly, photographs speak different languages to different people.
So much for wanting to be a photographer.
Shoot. It's late and I'm getting pretty spooked. Well you see, right now I'm the only one awake and there's no knowing what my mother is capable of in the middle of the night. She might just wake up and speak to me and stink up the air with her bad breath, or my dad might take a toilet break and come creeping up behind me. Even as i type, i shudder as I think of the one million and one ways in which I might get spooked, one of them which involves me turning my head forty five degrees to the right and seeing the picture of my sister. But that wouldn't be spooky, that would be really scary.
Speaking about photographs, I wonder what people feel when they look at photographs. I think photos speak to me. ("I see dead people") "I hear photos," deadpans. But anyway, who will ever want to know about what photos have to say to me?! most importantly, photographs speak different languages to different people.
So much for wanting to be a photographer.
Saturday, March 12, 2005
If I Were A Hot Air Balloon
If I were a hot air balloon, will I still eat spicy food? well, I guess if I were a hot air balloon, I wouldn't have the ability to actually eat, much less eat spicy food. But if I really had to answer the question, I would have to say that i wouldn't eat spicy food if I were a hot air balloon. What if it got too spicy for me to take and i had to drink something to neutralise the spicy-ness, and i actually put out my fire by accident? OH no, i wouldn't want that if I were a hot air balloon.
I think my dad is psychotic. Forgive me dad, but i do think that you have a major problem. You're hooked to the XBox, hooked to Taiwanese variety television programs, don't have any other contacts in your handphone other than us your family members, laughs at the most unfunny jokes, and tries to make us laugh at the most unfunny jokes. You nutcase you! I'd say it's okay.
Because that's the way you are. And I, as your daughter, will just have to accept it.
Wednesday, March 09, 2005
Exfoliation
When I shower I exfoliate to shed all dead skin. Just like i shall write to shed all my thoughts to make place for new ones. But we can't reveal too much can we? ah well. I used to have an opendiary, but i guess that's history now. No shit I can't even remember my user name. But what does it matter anyway now that I've 'upgraded' to this. I am so total computer idiot I think one day I might just drop (brain)dead trying to purchase a tee shirt owned by Jay Chou through the internet only to find that oh, I'm wading around knee-deep in credit card debts. But whatever, I guess I'd just have to live with that.
But wait, I don't even have a credit card.
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