Monday, October 31, 2005
yo there
Saturday, October 29, 2005
yes!
yay time
Friday, October 28, 2005
Yeah yeah, like i really care what YOU think
Thursday, October 27, 2005
yes, you there
Tuesday, October 25, 2005
Whoodeedoo
hey there duchess!
Monday, October 24, 2005
lalala
Dear Lucifer, please go up there and get yourself a brand new suit from Brooks Bros or Gucci. Red leather does not befit the Prince of All Darkness and Brimestone. I mean it. Maybe nice platinium tips for your sexy tail from Hermes or something as well. Yes, I am done. I am mad. I hardly care anymore. I'm dirty in my sch u, I'm dirty any other time. God be done. Amen. C'est tout.
Sunday, October 23, 2005
Phase 2
Thursday, October 20, 2005
MY MA'S GETTING BRACES
Phase One of putting on braces by Ma: The elastics are off and the pins are glued on. It hurts like hell but she went to work anyway. That's my ma, so miraculously strong. Her teeth are all going sideways though and I think already, the pushing has started. Tomorrow, she will be extracting two of her teeth. Very painful. We're all BEHIND her! Haha, and lil' sis is going to get braces soon. I will it.
C'est tout.
C'est tout.
hellbore is a plant? wow.
And there's another mangling of French which hopefully somebody would like to correct because that just came from the top of my head. Increasingly, I feel a need to try to translate everything I think in English into French because sooner or later, I'm going to have to use French as if it were my first tongue. Nearly graduating into Advanced does not equate fluent French let me tell you this. It's horrid.
Oh and the funniest thing happened today. I was in the train dans la journee, thinking about how late I was and how Alps must also be really late and so could just be somewhere on the train. Reaching Bishan, I went to the door and realized that ALPS was sitted by the door all along and I didn't even realize. Haha, I'm so blur it's scary.
Oh and people who happen to be reading my blog. Instead of laughing at my sad plight where the HTML has gone all awry. Please DO help me save my blog because I really would like paragraphs back in order. Unlike M. le roi, I cannot muster my thoughts without seeing them organized into little brackets. Yes, a decade of education informed so much by Cartesian, Voltarian, Millian and dare I, Newtonian thought has wormed its way into my mind so deeply that I can only think in paragraphs. Trop triste mais je vivrai.
Ah and a note to Tong and Alps if you guys happen to be reading, tomorrow is CHOCOLATE DAY! Yes, I'm making reservations for three all right? So meet in school, let's see what happens when we go to the full in school u. Oh what a fit that would be. Oh and somebody really has to stop sounding so...*blackened metal cutting poisoned chocolates* sorry, imagery works better sometimes. I wish I could plant images into people's minds. That way I can save all the talking and tell Liyana she's a bitch 548759 times a day without actually having to open my mouth. :D HELLOOO LIYANA, if you're reading this which of course you aren't.
C'est tout.
Tuesday, October 18, 2005
shut up you stupid pisshead
Do care to remember thing ultimate thing I detest: Stupid People. It's a good category because by default, lots of other things and people I despise and pour contempt upon come under this. But today has been a fine example of how pissed off I can get when Stupid People make Stupid Comments about Stupid Things which simply reinforced their blatant Stupidity, nay, amplified it at the moment in time. Truly am I distraught at finding such Idiocy and Folly lurking within the wondrous sanctums that is our School. Yes, how I adore our staunch adherence to the elitism of meritocracy. How I love the smell of precious money in the air, the musk of affluence and the soft, golden haze of prestige that hangs from every doorway and corridor. People who thought I meant what I said ought to be shot. Then again, I guess we all react to Promos differently. Some rise by sin, others by virtue fall. No, don't catch me for misquoting because I don't care. I suppose reading the books before going for the exam would have helped but ah well, it's over. It's not the results that pisses me off but the nature of the Candidature that irritates me. Ok, I'm sounding vaguely Chia-ish again.
On to something else, a great wave of guilt engulfed me today in this miasma of disgust. Disgust directed upon my very Body which of course, prompted me to do certain things that took the last inch of energy out of me. No, Daniel, I refuse to run until November hols start. Ok, I'm sick of trying to create paragraphs. Fuck to you stupid HTML, who invented it anyway? Oh and did I mention that I'm dropping MATH!? WOOHOO!! Haha, suckers who still have to take MATH, take care. I shall take lectures with you people and sit in, maybe even do the tests but it wouldn't matter to me because i'm OUT OF HERE. Haha, please Parsons, be a dear and give me the fucking scholarship. C'est tout.
On to something else, a great wave of guilt engulfed me today in this miasma of disgust. Disgust directed upon my very Body which of course, prompted me to do certain things that took the last inch of energy out of me. No, Daniel, I refuse to run until November hols start. Ok, I'm sick of trying to create paragraphs. Fuck to you stupid HTML, who invented it anyway? Oh and did I mention that I'm dropping MATH!? WOOHOO!! Haha, suckers who still have to take MATH, take care. I shall take lectures with you people and sit in, maybe even do the tests but it wouldn't matter to me because i'm OUT OF HERE. Haha, please Parsons, be a dear and give me the fucking scholarship. C'est tout.
Monday, October 17, 2005
whoa, major discovery
Teachers are normal people! Well, of course I knew that but it's really quite funny to hear about a teacher bitch about her daily life and talk about her students over a blog AND have OTHER teachers comment and congregate. Really bizarre. Anyway, I wonder if our teachers have blogs. It'd be damn cool. Ms. C's blog would be full of her little girl's wonderful feats and her statistics. Mrs C's would be on the latest sales, the oldest movies and how aggravating teaching history can be. Ms N's..er...econs, her car and her lovely class. Haha, the litchers' blogs would be really interesting too. Esp. somebody's. :P
C'est tout.
C'est tout.
le singaporien stupid a ete tue par ses examens.
Firstly, I shall say here that today has been a downright sucky day and that it has proven quite a lot of things to me. A) No matter how hard you work or how much you genuinely love and commit yourself to doing it, you can still fall. B) Nobody's going to console you. C) There are people who will secretly rejoice. D) You reap what you sow so A) B) and C) should always have been there in your mind.
Yes, I am pissed with my results. Et pourquoi pas? Butler said hardwork counts, well from my point of view, it doesn't. Not when the hard work is quantified by how much you crammed in the last few weeks, or how much you secretly devoured or siphoned, or by studying along leads given. No, this is studying not learning. The saddest thing is that the system does not reward constant achievements. It gives the utmost priority to a singular test that against the better judgement and logic of everybody, cannot possibly be an accurate benchmark for work done, for knowledge and for flair.
Call me bitter if you will but this promos has been damn disenchanting. If you see it from my point of view, it's a big decline. It doesn't help that people smirk about it because I know I deserved it. If I had been someone else looking on at me, I'd have been laughing too. But I'm not someone else and I will not be discouraged so easily. Next year, there's always next year. It took me 4 years to climb from 30% in Ahmad until I got within top 20 and today, I think I have transcended the system. Besides, I can always console myself with the fact that I DO NOT NEED MY A LEVELS. So there. :)
Edit: Just checked the Parsons webpage. I DO need my A levels to prove I can speak English, that or take a test. Like hello, obviously I can speak English. And French too mind you though it's a very slow and stilted French. Oh, I also need an essay of motivation and a portfolio of various sketches. Superbe. It's a direct course so NO FOUNDATION. Wahahaha. Foundation is SUPER TOUGH. You need to hand in a self-portrait and a collage AND a 3D sketch. Yucks. Four years at Parsons Paris and thereafter, you can find a job via intern there. Woohoo.
C'est tout.
Yes, I am pissed with my results. Et pourquoi pas? Butler said hardwork counts, well from my point of view, it doesn't. Not when the hard work is quantified by how much you crammed in the last few weeks, or how much you secretly devoured or siphoned, or by studying along leads given. No, this is studying not learning. The saddest thing is that the system does not reward constant achievements. It gives the utmost priority to a singular test that against the better judgement and logic of everybody, cannot possibly be an accurate benchmark for work done, for knowledge and for flair.
Call me bitter if you will but this promos has been damn disenchanting. If you see it from my point of view, it's a big decline. It doesn't help that people smirk about it because I know I deserved it. If I had been someone else looking on at me, I'd have been laughing too. But I'm not someone else and I will not be discouraged so easily. Next year, there's always next year. It took me 4 years to climb from 30% in Ahmad until I got within top 20 and today, I think I have transcended the system. Besides, I can always console myself with the fact that I DO NOT NEED MY A LEVELS. So there. :)
Edit: Just checked the Parsons webpage. I DO need my A levels to prove I can speak English, that or take a test. Like hello, obviously I can speak English. And French too mind you though it's a very slow and stilted French. Oh, I also need an essay of motivation and a portfolio of various sketches. Superbe. It's a direct course so NO FOUNDATION. Wahahaha. Foundation is SUPER TOUGH. You need to hand in a self-portrait and a collage AND a 3D sketch. Yucks. Four years at Parsons Paris and thereafter, you can find a job via intern there. Woohoo.
C'est tout.
Sunday, October 16, 2005
au revoir oh oui oui
Yesterday, after lamenting about my lack of exercise, I sneaked back home after dinner and did my sets while my family was away watching a movie. Haha, I'm obsessive in certain ways.
It's been raining and raining and raining! J'adore le temps aujourdhui, surtout parce qu'il pleuvait tout la journee. Quel chance s'il pourrait pleuvoir chaque jour et chaque nuit. Je pourrait dormir pour l'eternite. Yes, haha, Alps too it would appear. Let's go run in the rain one day, and laugh when tong falls into the lake whilst pking. Oh and Bakerzin is a death trap, DO NOT STEP INSIDE. You'll be so happy eating cakes and chocolates your wallet will empty before you know it. Trust me. I should know. But before you leave, do remember to order a chocolate souffle with the ice cream of thyme. Not as nice as the grand marnier souffle with vanilla ice cream I had at another place I'll grant you that but it's a worthy enough treat.
Ah, yo, let's hit the chocolate buffet this friday and break Tong's bank account while we're at it. We could do it under the pretext of er...discussing stuff for the camp. Yes, it'd be wonderfully ironic. Talking about equality and the beauty of egalite at the fullerton.
Successfully connected my Self to the world today, that was a close one. If not for the rain, I was worrying that I had slipped. Never mind.
O-oh and just had a great dinner. Pa's so nice.
- baked pumpkins with olive oil and salt: a veritable favourite
- salted baked chicken: tasting strangely delicious
- sweet and sour fish with pineapples: the real thing! Ah, heaven.
- stir-fried vegetables with black wood ear: er...pass
- soup of pig's tail, peanuts and carrots: really good and surprisingly light
Yes, I feel like a pig. Probably mirroring what Alps is feeling now. :p
C'est tout.
It's been raining and raining and raining! J'adore le temps aujourdhui, surtout parce qu'il pleuvait tout la journee. Quel chance s'il pourrait pleuvoir chaque jour et chaque nuit. Je pourrait dormir pour l'eternite. Yes, haha, Alps too it would appear. Let's go run in the rain one day, and laugh when tong falls into the lake whilst pking. Oh and Bakerzin is a death trap, DO NOT STEP INSIDE. You'll be so happy eating cakes and chocolates your wallet will empty before you know it. Trust me. I should know. But before you leave, do remember to order a chocolate souffle with the ice cream of thyme. Not as nice as the grand marnier souffle with vanilla ice cream I had at another place I'll grant you that but it's a worthy enough treat.
Ah, yo, let's hit the chocolate buffet this friday and break Tong's bank account while we're at it. We could do it under the pretext of er...discussing stuff for the camp. Yes, it'd be wonderfully ironic. Talking about equality and the beauty of egalite at the fullerton.
Successfully connected my Self to the world today, that was a close one. If not for the rain, I was worrying that I had slipped. Never mind.
O-oh and just had a great dinner. Pa's so nice.
- baked pumpkins with olive oil and salt: a veritable favourite
- salted baked chicken: tasting strangely delicious
- sweet and sour fish with pineapples: the real thing! Ah, heaven.
- stir-fried vegetables with black wood ear: er...pass
- soup of pig's tail, peanuts and carrots: really good and surprisingly light
Yes, I feel like a pig. Probably mirroring what Alps is feeling now. :p
C'est tout.
Saturday, October 15, 2005
fat lil me
Argh, the world is conspiring to keep me from my sets and it pisses me off. What IS wrong with my family and their obsessive need to EAT? Sheesh, we're forever gorging ourselves on food and my mother worries too much about me not eating enough. I'm eating MORE than enough.
Read China Inc and the feeling is well, bitter and sweet. The book should be titled China's Revenge. I mean, look, China was at the top of the world for more than 2000 years and back then, she was a major producer of luxury goods while the barbaric west was creating knock-offs and trying to smuggle silk out of China. It's funny how having been brought so low by a west who finally thought itself at the tip of the world, it is now being gnawed by China from below. A China whom no longer prides itself as the world arbiter of tastes and whom instead uses the sort of cut-throat techniques that once brought her to her knees. Yes, I love it that China is causing such havoc in the manufacturing world. You must understand that no amount of telling me that China was also imperialistic because ultimately, I am not a person given to defending the weak in this case. Yes, so I support China because I can only stay at the periphery, marvelling at the dragon who will rise from the dead to shatter the world so that it may be built in her image. Nonetheless, one cannot feel that China has to crash sooner or later before she can continue her growth. America emerged out of the Great Depression and the World Wars, Modern China will soon have to face her trial by fire if she is to take her place as the penultimate superpower of the world as all roads once again, lead to the heart of civilization as it is centred upon the city of Peking.
C'est tout.
Read China Inc and the feeling is well, bitter and sweet. The book should be titled China's Revenge. I mean, look, China was at the top of the world for more than 2000 years and back then, she was a major producer of luxury goods while the barbaric west was creating knock-offs and trying to smuggle silk out of China. It's funny how having been brought so low by a west who finally thought itself at the tip of the world, it is now being gnawed by China from below. A China whom no longer prides itself as the world arbiter of tastes and whom instead uses the sort of cut-throat techniques that once brought her to her knees. Yes, I love it that China is causing such havoc in the manufacturing world. You must understand that no amount of telling me that China was also imperialistic because ultimately, I am not a person given to defending the weak in this case. Yes, so I support China because I can only stay at the periphery, marvelling at the dragon who will rise from the dead to shatter the world so that it may be built in her image. Nonetheless, one cannot feel that China has to crash sooner or later before she can continue her growth. America emerged out of the Great Depression and the World Wars, Modern China will soon have to face her trial by fire if she is to take her place as the penultimate superpower of the world as all roads once again, lead to the heart of civilization as it is centred upon the city of Peking.
C'est tout.
love makes the world go round, chasing her own wretched tail.
Ate damn lot more after the afternoon with Alps and Tong. Went out with Ying, Xuan and Tzhoc. It was really fun because we went to this Jap buffet at Suntec and totally PIGGED OUT. Actually, I was thinking of a genteel meal at Bakerzin where the portions prevent post-pig out trauma but silly me couldn't find it. It was at the extension of paragon! Waah.
So yeah, we ate and we ate and we ate. I think I outdid myself this time round because I felt so full! Then of course, the dear girl Xuan and I had to prove that coming from Hwa Chong and Raffles respectively meant nothing because while trying to warm up our mochis, I blew on mine and the flour came gushing back into my eye. While laughing, she was rolling hers with her hands as if that were the most normal thing in the world. Haha, some people.
Yesterday was damn fun, I wish all my days were like this. The beauty of Youth.
Oops, yo denise, if you're reading this: sorry for the lack of philo because I'm not in a contemplative mood due to the fact that my results suck and if I contemplate too much, I'd feel really depressed and shoot myself in the head for being so hubristic and underestimating the papers. Dammit, I'm mugging as much as Darius next time round even if it kills me.
Anyway, today has been cool so far. Two doses of laxatives have made me a better person now because my stomach no longer bulges with too much food. I even feel quite good actually if not for the fact that I actually ate a damn heavy breakfast which totally grossed me out. I'm so ashamed of myself. How will I ever face daniel? haha.
Oh and ALPS, CHEER UP! I know how ya feel. It sucks to fail especially when you can just hear people sniggering behind your back. Ok, not fail, just FALL. So don't worry, we'll get Tong to cheer us up by subsidizing our chocolate buffets at the Full and then we can pig out another day at the Olive Tree. Until then, stay fast!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY SLUGGIE!! YOU'VE CERTAINLY GROWN ALOT! :D
C'est tout.
So yeah, we ate and we ate and we ate. I think I outdid myself this time round because I felt so full! Then of course, the dear girl Xuan and I had to prove that coming from Hwa Chong and Raffles respectively meant nothing because while trying to warm up our mochis, I blew on mine and the flour came gushing back into my eye. While laughing, she was rolling hers with her hands as if that were the most normal thing in the world. Haha, some people.
Yesterday was damn fun, I wish all my days were like this. The beauty of Youth.
Oops, yo denise, if you're reading this: sorry for the lack of philo because I'm not in a contemplative mood due to the fact that my results suck and if I contemplate too much, I'd feel really depressed and shoot myself in the head for being so hubristic and underestimating the papers. Dammit, I'm mugging as much as Darius next time round even if it kills me.
Anyway, today has been cool so far. Two doses of laxatives have made me a better person now because my stomach no longer bulges with too much food. I even feel quite good actually if not for the fact that I actually ate a damn heavy breakfast which totally grossed me out. I'm so ashamed of myself. How will I ever face daniel? haha.
Oh and ALPS, CHEER UP! I know how ya feel. It sucks to fail especially when you can just hear people sniggering behind your back. Ok, not fail, just FALL. So don't worry, we'll get Tong to cheer us up by subsidizing our chocolate buffets at the Full and then we can pig out another day at the Olive Tree. Until then, stay fast!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY SLUGGIE!! YOU'VE CERTAINLY GROWN ALOT! :D
C'est tout.
Friday, October 14, 2005
yet another great day
Today was a great booster day after the promos. Went out for breakfast/lunch (spot the trend?) with Alps and Tong at the macau crystal jade at Bugis. Here's what we all ate:
- pork chop rice (all of us- ok, mostly Sean)
- french toast (Sean and Alps- Alps drowned hers in honey thinking it was maple syrup because Tong told her it was. Alps is a Honey Freak. Yes, prompting Tong to try to muss her hair up with honey using a chopstick.)
- Pineapple buns (Sean and Tong)
- Macaroni (Tong)
Foot the bill, went out to Beard Papa to CONTINUE EATING.
- Two custard puffs (Sean)
- Two eclairs (Alps)
Yes, I think I ate the most today. Shit, I can't believe it.
Then we went to the Sony shop upstairs so Alps get ogle at the laptops there. i want a nano Anyway, Tong was suggesting we go play in the fountain like those little children. Haha, that was another great idea brought to you from Tong.
Somehow, ended up at National Library and there we saw Liyi. Walked around, went to tour toilets and then after a long while, got up and left. I got a book on black fashion which is quite nice. Then went to my da's shop to get myself some hair shampoo and yes, my dad is cool and funky and I'm not. Shoot me. Haha, daddy was wearing pink pants and a gray tee I think. My cool dad of the Cool Converses.
Hahaha, picture this: Alps in a pink lacy frock with Hello Kitty print and a Hello Kitty helium balloon sticking out from behind her. Yes, Tong, we MUST try to do something about it. Christmas is coming up anyway. I'm sure Alps would love a pink skirt. With ruffles. And lace.
Ah, it's really funny how we ended up going near a) food b) books c) weird places ie. toilets again. I think it's got to do with Alps' unhealthy obsession with food (fast track 2 hours post-crystal jade 'i'm hungry again. my stomach's growling.', Tong's urge to do stuff we all secretly want to do but resist for fear of making arses out of ourselves and my love for books and nice places and ok, FOOD(!).
Must go out again. Let's hit the Olive Tree at Intercontinental next. After Alps gets over her post-multt-buffet trauma.
C'est tout.
- pork chop rice (all of us- ok, mostly Sean)
- french toast (Sean and Alps- Alps drowned hers in honey thinking it was maple syrup because Tong told her it was. Alps is a Honey Freak. Yes, prompting Tong to try to muss her hair up with honey using a chopstick.)
- Pineapple buns (Sean and Tong)
- Macaroni (Tong)
Foot the bill, went out to Beard Papa to CONTINUE EATING.
- Two custard puffs (Sean)
- Two eclairs (Alps)
Yes, I think I ate the most today. Shit, I can't believe it.
Then we went to the Sony shop upstairs so Alps get ogle at the laptops there. i want a nano Anyway, Tong was suggesting we go play in the fountain like those little children. Haha, that was another great idea brought to you from Tong.
Somehow, ended up at National Library and there we saw Liyi. Walked around, went to tour toilets and then after a long while, got up and left. I got a book on black fashion which is quite nice. Then went to my da's shop to get myself some hair shampoo and yes, my dad is cool and funky and I'm not. Shoot me. Haha, daddy was wearing pink pants and a gray tee I think. My cool dad of the Cool Converses.
Hahaha, picture this: Alps in a pink lacy frock with Hello Kitty print and a Hello Kitty helium balloon sticking out from behind her. Yes, Tong, we MUST try to do something about it. Christmas is coming up anyway. I'm sure Alps would love a pink skirt. With ruffles. And lace.
Ah, it's really funny how we ended up going near a) food b) books c) weird places ie. toilets again. I think it's got to do with Alps' unhealthy obsession with food (fast track 2 hours post-crystal jade 'i'm hungry again. my stomach's growling.', Tong's urge to do stuff we all secretly want to do but resist for fear of making arses out of ourselves and my love for books and nice places and ok, FOOD(!).
Must go out again. Let's hit the Olive Tree at Intercontinental next. After Alps gets over her post-multt-buffet trauma.
C'est tout.
ouch, morning
Wahaha, is everybody an early riser other than me? Woke up because Ying sms-ed me and the mobile was being irritating by beeping everything 0.000023 seconds and Tong called. Ouch, I have a headache from waking up too early.
O-oh, a whole free day! Let's see what I'm going to do today:
- waste time in front of the PS
- do some parts of my sets
- go out in the evening with Ying, Xuan and possible, Wan Ling whom I haven't met in a thousand years. OH well, like, whatever.
Haha, just got a call from Alps. Apparently Tong called too to ask her out for breakfast. Some people wake up way too early. OH oh, before I forget- dream sequence:
Was on the train going to some place where there were lots of indian english writers and I was reading their works. Talking talking, then suddenly I was getting back on a train. Somehow, I kept taking trains here and there and even went into a train via an open door while the train was moving. Ended up in the middle of nowhere, nice scenery and it was raining and I was think like, well, Singapore doesn't have lots of rain, we just have lots of melted snow. Anyway, strangely daddy came to pick me up. So we went somewhere, I think the Ahmad canteen. Hew Ting, Jeffrey and someone else was there. They were all talking about what to do for HEW TING, yes Hew Ting talking about what to do for Hew Ting as if she weren't her. They were like, oh Hew Ting told me this morning to do this. Note: Hew Ting has been gone for a few months already, this is my first dream of her since her wake. So anyway, I was really blur and asked them how did they manage to get to Hew Ting. Then they started bombarding me with like, 'why are you so stupid?" and Hew Ting was like rolling her eyes and said that 'Hew Ting wrote us letters lah'. Then I was damn pissed because here I was feeling a sudden pain from missing Hew Ting and these people were being so anal. Then I lashed out at them for being so irritating and Hew Ting for being an imposter. Anyway, got into the car and told whoever it was to drive faster, went back to the house with the Indian writers and took a quiz. Got back into the car and said I was tired and wanted to go home, turns out it was my 10 year old sis driving! So I took over the reins and I told her 'we've been through this before, I'll drive because it's safer' when both of us can't drive. THEN Tong called and I woke up.
Yes, Hew Ting, I miss you. Even in my dreams you had to be so anal, but I guess that's the special thing about you. Just like Xuan has her light-headed butterflies in the air thing, Ying has her 'ganma' don't bother me i want to sleep thing, Jeff has it i am a bitch from hell thing and CC has her fuck the world and let's have fun thing. Well, just know tha I'll miss ya.
C'est tout.
O-oh, a whole free day! Let's see what I'm going to do today:
- waste time in front of the PS
- do some parts of my sets
- go out in the evening with Ying, Xuan and possible, Wan Ling whom I haven't met in a thousand years. OH well, like, whatever.
Haha, just got a call from Alps. Apparently Tong called too to ask her out for breakfast. Some people wake up way too early. OH oh, before I forget- dream sequence:
Was on the train going to some place where there were lots of indian english writers and I was reading their works. Talking talking, then suddenly I was getting back on a train. Somehow, I kept taking trains here and there and even went into a train via an open door while the train was moving. Ended up in the middle of nowhere, nice scenery and it was raining and I was think like, well, Singapore doesn't have lots of rain, we just have lots of melted snow. Anyway, strangely daddy came to pick me up. So we went somewhere, I think the Ahmad canteen. Hew Ting, Jeffrey and someone else was there. They were all talking about what to do for HEW TING, yes Hew Ting talking about what to do for Hew Ting as if she weren't her. They were like, oh Hew Ting told me this morning to do this. Note: Hew Ting has been gone for a few months already, this is my first dream of her since her wake. So anyway, I was really blur and asked them how did they manage to get to Hew Ting. Then they started bombarding me with like, 'why are you so stupid?" and Hew Ting was like rolling her eyes and said that 'Hew Ting wrote us letters lah'. Then I was damn pissed because here I was feeling a sudden pain from missing Hew Ting and these people were being so anal. Then I lashed out at them for being so irritating and Hew Ting for being an imposter. Anyway, got into the car and told whoever it was to drive faster, went back to the house with the Indian writers and took a quiz. Got back into the car and said I was tired and wanted to go home, turns out it was my 10 year old sis driving! So I took over the reins and I told her 'we've been through this before, I'll drive because it's safer' when both of us can't drive. THEN Tong called and I woke up.
Yes, Hew Ting, I miss you. Even in my dreams you had to be so anal, but I guess that's the special thing about you. Just like Xuan has her light-headed butterflies in the air thing, Ying has her 'ganma' don't bother me i want to sleep thing, Jeff has it i am a bitch from hell thing and CC has her fuck the world and let's have fun thing. Well, just know tha I'll miss ya.
C'est tout.
Thursday, October 13, 2005
root
All right, praise the endurance of the Mind. I can't believe I actually pulled through parts of the sets because my body refuses to NOT exert itself even though it has stupidy wounded itself in the process.
Ok, maybe I don't feel that bad. After all, I need to be taught a lesson, or rather, reminded of humility once in a while. Haha, now's as good a time as any I suppose. Besides, everybody understands that I alone feel the most pain from my results so nobody will bother to upbraid me about it.
Ah, now all I need to do is close my eyes and sleep. All the promos have given me is a habit of multi-blogging, fatigue, humility and an irrational fear of economics. Great.
C'est tout.
Ok, maybe I don't feel that bad. After all, I need to be taught a lesson, or rather, reminded of humility once in a while. Haha, now's as good a time as any I suppose. Besides, everybody understands that I alone feel the most pain from my results so nobody will bother to upbraid me about it.
Ah, now all I need to do is close my eyes and sleep. All the promos have given me is a habit of multi-blogging, fatigue, humility and an irrational fear of economics. Great.
C'est tout.
fucking depressed..haha, yeah, like, so gone
Today totally sucked. My results don't do justice I tell you. Ok, so I did sort of slacken the pace for the promos and also studied too early and also got too complacent but fuck, it doesn't warrant such a drastic decline.
Yes, I wanted two S papers. History and Economics. But right now, I wouldn't dare to. Imagine the cheek of the person to ask for two S papers when you can't even get straight As. Yeah, why bother with two Ss if you don't have straight As? I'll tell you why, because it interests me. But really, schoolwork is draining me of my energy. I wish I could learn in a more stress-less place. I love learning and writing essays and all, but this is not what I mean.
You know, I think I'm far too cyclical. This means I'll do splendidly for my CTs next year, flunk my prelims and ace my As! Haha, yes. The thing is, in RJ, everybody ace their As so who cares? Oh well, I should always look at things from a different angle- Parson's does not require A levels, only a good portfolio. Then again, one should do well at everything that one tries.
Oh and I really wanted to do my sets today to work off my depression but strangely, I hurt some part of my shoulder/collarbone area. Fragile, fugly, fdepressed, just ftired. Fucking brilliant.
One another note, my sister is such a dear! She's the only one who's consoled me. Ok, sometimes I wonder how much grief my results warrant but my sister never questions my depression. She doesn't go ,'but ya already did so well still complain so much!' which is why I love her. She understands the nature of my failure when I said I've failed. The same goes to her too so I suppose we fit nicely.
I therefore consider this exam NULL and VOID, hence in NO WAY reflecting the usual standard of my work and so will have no bearing on my emotions at this moment. Avaunt. Go away. Fuck off.
Yes, I'm going insane and not just that. I need my sketchbook. I need to start sewing. Maybe I should just quit school now and fly to Paris. Yes, I should. I thought of a beautiful wedding gown, three tiers and a train that I think is quite ingenuous but nevermind.
Don't bother saving me. Leave me for the dear old man below. He needs company anyway.
C'est tout.
Yes, I wanted two S papers. History and Economics. But right now, I wouldn't dare to. Imagine the cheek of the person to ask for two S papers when you can't even get straight As. Yeah, why bother with two Ss if you don't have straight As? I'll tell you why, because it interests me. But really, schoolwork is draining me of my energy. I wish I could learn in a more stress-less place. I love learning and writing essays and all, but this is not what I mean.
You know, I think I'm far too cyclical. This means I'll do splendidly for my CTs next year, flunk my prelims and ace my As! Haha, yes. The thing is, in RJ, everybody ace their As so who cares? Oh well, I should always look at things from a different angle- Parson's does not require A levels, only a good portfolio. Then again, one should do well at everything that one tries.
Oh and I really wanted to do my sets today to work off my depression but strangely, I hurt some part of my shoulder/collarbone area. Fragile, fugly, fdepressed, just ftired. Fucking brilliant.
One another note, my sister is such a dear! She's the only one who's consoled me. Ok, sometimes I wonder how much grief my results warrant but my sister never questions my depression. She doesn't go ,'but ya already did so well still complain so much!' which is why I love her. She understands the nature of my failure when I said I've failed. The same goes to her too so I suppose we fit nicely.
I therefore consider this exam NULL and VOID, hence in NO WAY reflecting the usual standard of my work and so will have no bearing on my emotions at this moment. Avaunt. Go away. Fuck off.
Yes, I'm going insane and not just that. I need my sketchbook. I need to start sewing. Maybe I should just quit school now and fly to Paris. Yes, I should. I thought of a beautiful wedding gown, three tiers and a train that I think is quite ingenuous but nevermind.
Don't bother saving me. Leave me for the dear old man below. He needs company anyway.
C'est tout.
Wednesday, October 12, 2005
Yay, happy, whatever, fuck you, no, don't, fuck me.
Today was quite a blah day because I felt so delirious. Yes, delirious is the word. Rotted in front of the TV playing Dark Cloud 2 which is a strangely addictive game even though the american voice over hurts my ear alot.
Yes, I dislike America. It's repulsive. I'm so glad I'll be able to sell to China when I'm old enough to have my own business. Ok, they can be nice people. I saw a nice couple a few days back but I suppose as long as nobody whips out Colonialism or Empire or Deliverance of Enlightment or Crusade or Saving Pagan Souls, these Anglo/Continental people can be quite nice.
OH I'm so tired. Tomorrow is school with all those result slips and I just cannot bear it. Yes, it's driving me nuts. I'm in no mood for school now. I want to rest. I want to eat. I want to travel. I want to dream.
C'est tout.
Yes, I dislike America. It's repulsive. I'm so glad I'll be able to sell to China when I'm old enough to have my own business. Ok, they can be nice people. I saw a nice couple a few days back but I suppose as long as nobody whips out Colonialism or Empire or Deliverance of Enlightment or Crusade or Saving Pagan Souls, these Anglo/Continental people can be quite nice.
OH I'm so tired. Tomorrow is school with all those result slips and I just cannot bear it. Yes, it's driving me nuts. I'm in no mood for school now. I want to rest. I want to eat. I want to travel. I want to dream.
C'est tout.
shit
I'm too fucking weak. Physically I mean. Died from doing my sets a moment again just because I modified it a little. Sometimes I get so angry at my physical disabilities. It's hard to console oneself by thinking that all that matters is the mind because the Human Concept consists of the Body, the Self, the Mind and the Soul. I scarce think that a developed Self, Mind and Soul would entail a Body so weak as mine. The shell of a Human must after all, be strong enough to store the other three intangible components. I feel like a mutant with an overdeveloped Self, a Soul that I know is quite centrifugal AND cetripedal at the same time, a Mind that works but obviously not brilliant enough to be a genius and of course, a Body that could break too easily.
Haha, yes, I believe in the Human Concept even though I believe it could be applied to any creature in this world. The planet for one. The Body is the material manifestation of GOD in the beauty of chaos re-arranging itself. The Mind is the product of the interaction between two Aspects of GOD. The Soul is the very fabric that unites all of GOD into one. And the Self is that very self-contained fragment of GOD that makes each of us an individual.
Whoa, I think vertigo and over-exhaustion make me flee from the material. Nickleback certainly helps.
I'm being kept sane by Nickleback and Goo Goo Dolls for the moment.
C'est tout.
Haha, yes, I believe in the Human Concept even though I believe it could be applied to any creature in this world. The planet for one. The Body is the material manifestation of GOD in the beauty of chaos re-arranging itself. The Mind is the product of the interaction between two Aspects of GOD. The Soul is the very fabric that unites all of GOD into one. And the Self is that very self-contained fragment of GOD that makes each of us an individual.
Whoa, I think vertigo and over-exhaustion make me flee from the material. Nickleback certainly helps.
I'm being kept sane by Nickleback and Goo Goo Dolls for the moment.
C'est tout.
stoned and ouch
Just woke up. My head hurts like hell right now even though I slept at 12 30 last night. Ok so it's late but not THAT late. No school for me today as usual but I'll be going on Thursday and Friday although something tells me I ought to pon Friday as well.
It's all London's fault. I shouldn't have stayed up to read about it. You know what I'm going to do after I finish this book? I'm going to get HTML for Dummies. O-oh and I know ONE thing I'd like for my Birthday OTHER than
1) Kino Vouchers
2) MONEY!
Ok, this is really too early to post a birthday wish-list AND also too ego but heck, it's early in the morn and I need to cheer up.
3) Monochrome Mondrian print Converse sneakers. That's right, go find a Mondrian print if you don't know what that is and shoot yourself for not knowing Piet Mondrian.
Otherwise, my back hurts as usual. Ouch. Don't you hate waking up? I know I do. Only thing is, I wish sleep was a daily part of life. Just think, I'll have so much more time to be so much more productive. An employer's bloody dream come true.
Ok, I'm rambling now and it doesn't make sense.
C'est tout.
It's all London's fault. I shouldn't have stayed up to read about it. You know what I'm going to do after I finish this book? I'm going to get HTML for Dummies. O-oh and I know ONE thing I'd like for my Birthday OTHER than
1) Kino Vouchers
2) MONEY!
Ok, this is really too early to post a birthday wish-list AND also too ego but heck, it's early in the morn and I need to cheer up.
3) Monochrome Mondrian print Converse sneakers. That's right, go find a Mondrian print if you don't know what that is and shoot yourself for not knowing Piet Mondrian.
Otherwise, my back hurts as usual. Ouch. Don't you hate waking up? I know I do. Only thing is, I wish sleep was a daily part of life. Just think, I'll have so much more time to be so much more productive. An employer's bloody dream come true.
Ok, I'm rambling now and it doesn't make sense.
C'est tout.
Yay
Finally, decided to switch over to bloggers because LJ is neat and all but it's not really nice to use after a while. Yes this is plain. Shall have to learn how to use html. If Alps can do it, so can I.
Oh and for people who wish to read my old entries? www.livejournal.com/users/wei_ng though why you'd want to strikes me as quite amusing.
Hope this turns out well. People who happen to read this and who are amused at my plight- not having a nice blogskin and who might have the heart to help me, holler.
C'est tout.
Oh and for people who wish to read my old entries? www.livejournal.com/users/wei_ng though why you'd want to strikes me as quite amusing.
Hope this turns out well. People who happen to read this and who are amused at my plight- not having a nice blogskin and who might have the heart to help me, holler.
C'est tout.