on the eve of my defeat. (INACTIVE)

light yagami'll be dead by tomorrow.

2007-06-03T20:43:00.000+08:00

i hope you're enjoying your trip at the states, patricia.
-the meat snack.

yeah, i've been watching anime episodes for nearly all the time i'm awake, these days.
i just finished all available death note episodes yesterday, and was greatly disturbed by L's death.
that is, if you consider "greatly disturbed" equivalent to the urge to tear raito into tiny tiny tiny pieces.
sorry sarah.
(i switched sides almost immediately after misa's appearance.)

anyway, i started out on some naruto episodes (i'm nearing episode ten, right now), but it wasn't as interesting as i thought it would be.
but it would be good to kill time while waiting for the bleach and death note episodes to be released! :D
wednesday and thursday are generally going to be the best days of the week.

anyway, i went crazyraiding deviantart for death note deviations, and ignoring truckloads of yaoi, i found some pretty good ones. :D
check em out.

overdose

the end is near

near and L look awesome.
mello just looks unstable.

oh yes.
also, many thanks to jo, for dedicating this pretty skin to me. :D
i love you frummer!

the aftermath of a dramatic letter.

2007-05-28T01:48:00.000+08:00

i had a fitful night yesterday, followed conveniently by a bad case of nightmares.

i woke up at a miraculously early hour - eleven pm.
everyone was still busy catching heavyduty zees.

my father was away, so, despite the fact that i had only slept for about five hours or so (excluding the two hours or so i spent tossing and turning in bed, something that seemed to be happening more frequently these days), i felt in a way, happy.
in a pathetic, idiotic sorta way.
afterall, more peace was expected in the household.
every family member counts.

i was ravenous.
remembering that my kitchen was restocked just yesterday, i decided to raid the kitchen.
kitchen table. instant noodles. cup noodles. box of chocolate coated wafers, with numerous lumps on its top, probably indicating chopped nuts or, so i hope. more cup noodles. something that looked like chocolate muffins, but upon investigation, looked too mutated for consumption.
refrigerator. mainly uncooked stuff, amongst which i found a packet of huge carrots, to my delight. looks like marshmallow'll have something else to chew on today, apart from my fingers. a few packets of chocolate milk. a huge bottle of jasmine green tea.

i spent about ten minutes studying these products, before i remembered my sole purpose.
i grabbed the hugest uh... cup of cupnoodles, a packet of chocolate milk, and watched bleach for the rest of the morning.

it was one of the best mornings i have ever had.
ah, how i wish i could duplicate such days.

oh yeah, i tried the chocolatewafer thingimajig.
it wasn't chopped nuts.

i couldn't muster the courage to try those muffins.

BLEACHFOURSOME! :3

2007-05-26T01:51:00.000+08:00

it has been two hours into the first day of the holidays, and i seem to be lacking the intended enthusiasm.

having being both obsessed with bleach (i'm currently on episode ninetytwo), and at a loss as to what to do, i decided to make something that would make me feel happier than i feel now. which isn't much, trust me.

tadahh!
introducing the well-known bleach foursome! :D
(alright, fine, it's actually a fivesome, but as i will explain later, i have excluded one character.)

from left to right: kurosaki ichigo, ishida uryuu, chad (sado) yasutora, orihime inoue.

ichigo yeahhh, that's him in his kickass bankai form. i mustn't say that zangetsu's very fitting, as it seems too bulky and clumsy, instead of sleek and dangerous. but we've got limitations using maplestory characters for cosplay. well, there's always a bright side, i mean, look at his cape. :D

ishida uh, it's not very visible, but he's wearing glasses, yeah. i know his quincy bow isn't a crossbow, but due to technical errors, i had to make do with such.
(sorry ishida, ichigo's cape pwns yours.)

chad um, i couldn't find a huge claw or whatever, so i decided to leave it there. but, i do like his flowery shirt! -pokes-
(somehow, i've always had an impression that he wore one.)

inoue she doesn't carry a weapon, so i chose that particular hairstyle, only because it had that hairclip thingimajig. it's not shaped into a flower, but you get my point, don't you? =p

rukia?! heh, i couldn't find a single maple character generator with a suitable hairstyle. and trust me, there is one, but it seems to be nowhere in sight. ):

once i get the time, i think i'll get down to renji (somehow), and perhaps a few soulsociety captains.

so this is what happens when inspiration calls.

bad hairday.

2007-05-19T17:28:00.000+08:00

welcome back, 2g!
i apologise for not mentioning a few names in the post before, but i honestly missed you guys lots.
and yes, i missed you too, gigi!
i'm just so glad everyone's back safe and sound. :3

yeah, i had a haircut on tuesday, while everyone was still in vietnam.
unfortunately, i can't tie up my hair without looking like a freak now, so i guess it was quite a drastic change.
i got some interesting comments on wednesday, and yesterday.
look.

huiying
haha, neeeeeps.
(the chee master is calm throughout.)

petra
ahahahahahahhahahahaha!
(with which i whacked her with my waterbottle till she shut up.)

jiayhin
you look like a guy, quite a charming one too. i think i'm falling in love with you.
(-goes for hair extensions-)

gillian & venezia
you look like a punk rockstar!

patricia
doggie!
-strokes fringe-

nishanti
stay away!
-attempts to hold patricia still as she struggles to attack my hair-

zhixin
you look like one of the taiwanese boy bands!
ahha!
you're after petra's heart, aren't you?
(petra lusts for taiwanese men.)

lina
you look like a low-iq nerd.
(which means my hairstyle didn't change me a bit at all!)

sarah
ohmagod.
-at this point, her eyes widen with obvious shock-
(oops, i forgot to warn her the day before.)

benedict
you look like foster!
(i didn't know who foster was, so i went to check it up, and...

...wth.)

carissa
you look quite cute, really. i'm not being sarcastic.
(you're so nice, carissa! :D)

miss q
ohohohohohoho! 好可爱喔! ohohohohoh!
translation: ohohohohohoho! how cute! ohohohohoh!
(-buries face in hands-)

mrs hor
you trimmed your hair? nice!
-thumbsup sign-

apart from all that excitement, i've also received a few souvenirs from vietnam.
fancy sunglasses from gi, priyanshu and anisha.
a strawberry shortcake diary complete with lock and keys, and a blue cloth wallet, sealed inside a red meiji bag. ("exclusive bag!" screams lina and sarah in enthusiasm.)
thank you, my friends! (:

and that aside...
mrs hor's pregnant! :o
when i heard of it, my jaw literally dropped.
woohoo, narelle junior!

come home soon.

2007-05-12T15:06:00.000+08:00

they're leaving.

lina, sarah & benedict are leaving.
leaving me behind.

alone.
(alright, not really. i'm just making this sound downright depressing.)

alright, they're just going for a school trip to vietnam.
a school trip that coincidentally, i'm not allowed to go for, but ehhem.

well, have fun guys! (:
i'll miss you very, very much.

i love you, lina.
i love you, sarah.
i love you, benedict.

i love you, 2g!
see you guys in a little bit!
^_^

to a very special someone. -sniffs-

2007-05-08T21:22:00.000+08:00

SARAH RAIHANAH BTE SAIFUDDIN

080593 - todate

sarah, lovingly christened rahman, was an awesome friend, constantly rawking the world of the ever so fashionable nerd revolutioners on.

faithful shizlickah and part-time scribe, she did not only live to tell her tales of her life amidst the spazzies, but has continued writing those infinite stories.

to a very special someone.

happy birthday.

-sniffs dramatically-

we wanted to give you a pretty penknife, complete with a velvet bow, on your birthday, but we figured you already had too many.

lifesuk.

2007-05-07T22:07:00.000+08:00

i threw up five minutes into my bright shiny new morning.
just the event to jumpstart my week.
yeah, life really sucks.

lol, that reminds me of myself four years ago, when i was brought to the nearest best denki store to shop for my dad's digital camera.
while he and my mum were squabbling over the prices, i roamed right over to the showroom computers with my sister.
they were locked, unfortunately, by the store's staff.

my sister stomped her foot, (she was ten just then), and i tugged at a mouse impatiently.
it was several seconds before i noticed a white question mark, entrapped in a light blue cube, sitting innocently beside the password field.
it was the hint button.

i clicked on it, excited, quite sure no customer alive, (apart from myself, that is), possessed the intellect and courage to do what i was just about to do.
i clicked the hint button.

"lifegood", it said.

determination blazing in my tiny eyes, i tried several codes.
one. lifegood (obviously.)
two. liferocks
three. liferock
four. lifesucks (apparently i thought it was a trick question.)
five. lifesuck
six. lifesuk

number six was the password to best denki's computers.
apparently that particular employee didn't like his job much.

anyway, upon unlocking the first computer, i was intrigued.
i proceeded to unlock the nearest acer.
convinced that all computers were locked with the similar ingenious code, i shared this piece of valuable information with my sister, and together, we began to unlock all computers in sight.
we then stood in front of the mass of computers, as if we owned the entire place.

yeah, those were the days.
you could get praised for breaking into the computer accounts in best denki stores.

now, all you have to do is hack into a bank account, and you get carted off to jail.
yeah, now that really sucks.

visuaaaal dna.

2007-05-05T21:18:00.000+08:00

something interesting i spotted on ein's blog.

Read my VisualDNA™ Get your own VisualDNA™

sorry, took long enough.

2007-04-30T18:18:00.000+08:00

the midyears ended on friday. life sciences and chem, yeah.
rawks.

miss q drove the whole class into laughing fits with her countdown towards the starting of our life sciences paper.
"three, two, one... bomb!"
our chemistry paper was slightly duller, and with the discussion of our planned outing right after school fresh in our minds...
looks of excitement and happy idiocy were reduced to agonised groans and constipated facial expressions, as the spazzies attempted to pull chemistry formulas and equations out of their right ears.

when mrs hor collected the paper from us, my heart flopped out of mouth and landed unceremoniously on the question sheet.
no one else noticed.
much less petra, who stood out of the crowd of glum faces, as she expressed her satisfaction through a superior grin pasted onto her face.
i concluded that she either had an extremely optimistic outlook on life, or simply suffered from amnesia.

however, you could admit that everyone was relieved that the exams were finally over.

since lina had bowling, and sarah and venezia had their vietnam briefing, me and petra were left with nothing to entertain ourselves but our fingers.
instead of counting fingers, however, we decided to cheer hwings on as she did her physical fitness test.
but, since hwings had the company of her handbell pals, me and petra decided to seek amusement somewhere else.

we were about to take the lift illegally with a feeble excuse, which included petra's tailbone being twisted out of shape, when we met jiayhin as she was just about to walk home.
"HELLO JY!"
a husky voice beside me, belonging to petra herself, indicated that she was happy to see jiayhin.

jy ended up joining us on the perilious journey to the fourth floor, in the elevator.
our conversation eventually tilted towards crumplers, basically because jiayhin was carrying one.
by the time we had resided to the canteen for a cool drink, petra was still onto it.
almost an hour later, while we were waiting at the concourse for sarah and ve to exit from the briefing, she were still onto it.
it was several minutes before our reunion with sarah and ve that petra finally revealed her ulterior motive.
"i want a red crumpler!"

"don't expect me to get one for you on your birthday," said jiayhin, conveniently breaking petra's heart.
too disgusted for words, i choked back the temptation to snort right into psp's face.

she suggested getting the entire spaz club to chip in for the crumpler, which costs about a hundredtwenty bucks.
she even volunteered her brother and sister's savings.

i told her to get the whole class' contribution too, and why not get the principal's while you're at it?
petra and jy started laughing.
i think they thought i was joking.

sarah and ve emerged, considerably alive despite the long hours in the conference room.
we made our way to mac's.

throughout the entire journey, petra tried to convince me and sarah to change into the clothes we brought, but for some reason, just refused to change into.
we ignored her, and out of nowhere, an alienic sound emitted from my throat, which, if put into words, went something like, "eeehehh!"
i convinced everyone to follow suit.
sarah did a pro imitation, and ve fared pretty well.

"oohhohhh!"
and petra was off, with no idea what the definition of an imitation was.
everyone cringed.

every step we took towards mac's simply made me feel even happier.
"eeeheh!"
me and sarah stretched out our arms and skipped joyfully forwards, embracing every unfortunate hydrogen/oxygen/nitrogen/raregas(es) molecules in the way.
(composition of air may be inaccurate.)

upon our arrival at mac's, petra headed... uh, head-first, to the ladies, where she insisted we changed immediately.
we entered separate cubicles...
but charged out ten seconds later, leaving petra isolated in her cubicle in nothing but her underwear.

alright, i don't know.
i didn't check.

but eventually, petra somehow sensed that she was all alone, and dashed out of the washroom.
fullyclothed, of course.
but in her school uniform, unfortunately.

everyone groaned.
petra whined.

after all that excitement, we decided to take a break over a pleasant meal of bubbling oil and oozing fat.
yes, junk food.
(sorry amara.)

everyone, except myself, got nugget meals, and petra even upsized her coke.
i settled for a strawberry milkshake, living up to my title of strawberry shortcake.
(actually, i just liked the swirls in the picture. really.)

we were tired.
everyone was quiet.
i took the mistake of lifting my eyes off my milkshake to inspect the surroundings.

petra was off, in a flash.
she boldly stuck her bitten nugget into my milkshake.
yes, right under my very nose!
-imaginary crowd gasps in horror and disbelief-

everyone was horrified.
in order to take revenge on petra, and make that two bucks twenty its worth, when petra's last nugget was left unattended...
i poured the rest of my milkshake on it.
ve shook out the remaining of her curry sauce on it.
sarah dumped some of her coke on it.

we grinned at the expression on petra's face.
she wrapped her chicken nugget in a feeble piece of tissue paper and muttered a silent prayer, in hopes of saving it.
...to no avail, as it seems.

this is second time i'm mentioning this on desponder, if i remember correctly.
revenge is sweet.

that aside, we finally got changed.
i got changed into my army pants, and dull purple shirt. the only thing that sticked out like a sore thumb was my white school shoes.
sarah changed into her army pants (it was a coincidence, i swear), and a green roxy shirt with random flicks of colour on it.
it was oh so colourful. :D
ve got changed into a black shirt and beige bermudas.

although the first to get in, petra emerged last, and we were long since waiting in utmost anticipation for her return.
the door flung open dramatically.

dressed in a tight brown shirt and tight white pants to place emphasis on her imaginary curves, petra strided out of the cubicle.
seeing petra clothed so decently shocked me.
and from what i saw, i wasn't the only one.

it had conveniently started raining, and since the four of us couldn't think of any other better plan, we just headed for the bus stop.
petra, upon spotting a cab several miles away, flicked her hand out and called hopefully, "taxi! taxi!"
sure that's gonna work, psp.

the bus ride to the mrt station, and that to the somerset station in orchard took nearly two hours.
attempts to catch a nap, standing up, while clutching onto one of those safety poles thingimajigs in the train were feeble ones.
however, when we were finally dozing off, a shrill tinkle broke the silence.
oh, it was petra's phone.

"harrlow," petra answered the call.
it was lina, boldly proclaming that she was too worn out after her bowling training, to hang out with us.
there was an immediate uproar.
afterall, we did go through much just for this all.

everyone gave a shot at convincing her, petra started first.
petra: please la, lina, please come.
-proceeds to say a loada crap i couldn't make out-
ve: -snatches the phone from petra-
darling, why you cannot come? darling?
see? now even adberz is crying!
meh: -flashes ve a look that clearly says, "wha-?!"
ve: -hands phone to me-
meh: -monotonously-
sob. sob.
lina: who are you?
meh: -stares at phone horrified-

finally, rahman took over, and with her awesome social skills, convinced lina to come.
without as much confusion involved as the rest of us.

we got off the train really tired, but undoubtly joyous.
we walked to cine.
it was uneventful.
the rain had reduced to a light drizzle.

after looking through several movies and failing to find one that looked like a real thriller (we opted horror, you see), lina arrived.
the mood lightened up considerably.
upon spotting one of em dancing games in the arcade, i started hopping up and down nonstop, insisting that lina played it immediately.
and so she did.

she had a first try with petra, and everyone was reduced to fits.
it didn't look that hard, i mean, it's just tapping tiles with your feet, right?
i decided to have a go.

we tried twice, and failed both attempts in a matter of seconds.
LOL.
some random guy observing us took over, and i swear his feet were moving really fast.
but yeah, he looked ghey.

i decided house of the dead II was a better option.
now that fared much better, and it totally rawked.
however, by the time i exitted the arcade, both my left and right hands were already disfunctional, from all that reloading involved.
lina seemed considerably traumatised by just sitting in between me and sarah, while we were shooting em zombies.

we shop-hopped for ve's present, and we finally settled for a white slingbag.
i shan't elaborate on how we got about choosing it, as most of it was done by petra, who afterall, had the most experience in shopping.

we charged for the neoprint machines right after.
i personally don't get the point of neoprints, since the pictures are miniscular.
besides, the instructions are in uh, jap.
despite the fact that i'm an avid anime fan, i haven't picked up a single peep of the japanese language. xD

okay, ehhem, anyway, moving on.
petra chose a terrible machine, and when we had a second shot at another machine, petra looked subdued. she looked terribly depressed.
in fact, she just looked herself.
i should show you guys a picture.
her face looked like a result from a ctrl c + v.
yeah, copy and paste.

anyway, nearly everyone left right after that.
it was kinda late, by then. about six, or so.
we hugged em goodbye, and set off on a perilious journey (uh, yeah) to pcbunk! :D
(we, mainly referring to me and lina, that is.)

we emerged from the train, very sceptical, and very unfortunately, very lost.
lina gave a quick call to mich, and with her very clear instructions indeed, we were off!

(by now, i'm very tired indeed, as this is the third day this post has dragged on for, no thanks to certain distractions, and my sheer determination to finish it. pardon me if vocabulary fails me.)

by the time me and lina arrived at pcbunk, my hopes were conveniently shattered.
my impression of the cyber cafe was one with this ultra huge building, with infinite rows of desktops to end.
pcbunk, in reality though, contained only a measley amount of computers. they didn't even have headphones, for god's sake.
the first thing i spotted through the glass wall, was an old gentleman (that's just a nice way of putting it yeah), jabbing at buttons on the computer, where a level onehundred+ character was seen pwning monsters.
i stared at the man, and then at the character.
i thought of mryandao (level twohundred to date), and felt like throwing up.

the moment we entered the room, it was as if we had been thrown into an overturned peppershaker.
yes, the sound of thirty or more people owning zakums in maplestory, or dancing their asses off in audition wasn't very pleasant. the floor actually vibrated beneath our feet.
the prices were, too, or in any case, worse. four bucks per hour, for non-members that is, in such a shaggy ambience.
however, since we only live once, me and lina decided to empty our pockets and get two comps.

halfanhour later, i could almost swear that i had never auditioned any worse than this.
i couldn't hear any music, much less catch up with the beat. the lack of practice had also left my fingers uncontrollable yet again.
after losing for the sixth time, i stretched myself and turned my speakers up to full blast.

after one hour or so, we gave up.
we footed our bill, and observed a few maplers prodding zakum with their polearms.

"where's mattboy?" i asked, sweetly.
(mattboy was the freak who hacked lina's beloved levelseventy jiaqian.)
"if matt the ball-less freak were here, we'd go beat him up," lina answered savagely.
we grinned spastically at the thought for several moments.

"but he'd surely have his gang with him..."
our smiles sagged.

-

...no, surely, that cannot be it!
-stares at counting device in microsoft word document-
"2063 words."

-twiddles thumbs-
well, you guys knew i was joking about those ten thousand words, right?
yeah, it was funny, wasn't it? really funny...
-flees-

mass disappointment.

I'M GETTING OLD.

2007-04-21T19:11:00.000+08:00

oh.
fourteen.
that's kinda old, isn't it?

however, before i go into my birthday spasms, i wish to urge/threaten (at knifepoint)/meekly jab all 2gians to join our very own 2GFORUM here.
yes, that.

okay, now.

YES, TODAY'S MY BIRTHDAY! :D
thank you everyone who gave me their wishes!
i insist that it wouldn't be no birthday without you guys! (:

hmm, let's see what i did during my birthday in chronological order.
one. got yelled at by my dear mother, and nearly was shot a deadly stare by my equally dear father.

two. attempted to wage a cold war between them for ruining my birthday, but foolishly gave in when they suggested getting a cake.

three. jabbed buttons in the sims two.

extra information
i have two peeps by the name of QUEENIE&KINGSLEY, both which belong to
"the royal family".
both look uber emo, and kingsley resembles the dude in my layout. eyeliner,
i'm afraid.
yes, benedict, the one massaging his pits.

and to make my birthday, queenie and kingsley had a kid today!
what an awesome birthday pressie. <3
it was a girl, and i was tempted to name her sarah, since
SARAH=PRINCESS.
but i thought it would be an insult to rahman, since the baby looked
ugly.

so i named her amira, which had the similar meaning as sarah.
however, i have the tendency to mix amira up with amara.
APOLOGIES, AMARA. xDD

four. had a hard time drawing the variation symbol while attempting the worksheet.

five. kicked my sister as she tried weaseling maplecards out of my birthday again.
again?
yes, look what happened some days ago.
mother: where do you want to go on your birthday?
meh: can i go on an icecream marathon? swensens, maybe?
-eyes sparkle-
mother: oh, you can't. midyears next week, right? stay at
home and study.
meh: what the...
sister (that little extra): SINCE WE CAN'T GO OUT
ON SATURDAY, WHY DON'T YOU BUY US SOME MAPLE
CARDS?!
meh: US?!
why you little...
-attacks sister-

you see what i mean?

six. sweatdropped as my mother calmly told me about her future funeral arrangements.

for no reason, my mum suddenly told me that she didn't want to be burned in
future, but buried. and under no religion whatsoever, at that.
i swear, i was so stunned, i didn't know what to say.

after some moments, i told her that if i were to die in future, i would die
under God.
she gave me a meek smile, and proceeded to talk to my dad about organ
donating.

something must have happened.

seven. laughed my ass off when my mother contacted the confectionery.
after ordering a cake and hanging up, my mother realised that she wanted to make some changes, and redialed.
however, this time, on the other end, she swore she heard...
"hello, this is doctor tan... hello, this is doctor tan... hello, this is doctor tan..."
she freaked out and slammed the phone vertically downwards.

i started having laughing spasms.

that's it, for now.
all i can do now is wait in anticipation for my cake! :D

cakecakecake.
hophophop.

my eyes have lost focus.

2007-04-10T20:32:00.000+08:00

thank you to everyone who has given me comments on my skin so far! x3
i promise i will get around to recoding it, once i uh...
get around to doing it.
yes.

school has fairly easygoing.
though well, mrs. ng proclaimed that the entire of the spaz club (plus rida) were losers today, and suggested we did a loser dance. rida was hand-picked to lead the dance.
she, unfortuately, gaped at mrs. ng.

(rida, however, did flaunt her awesome dancing skills during art lesson, as a backup dancer doing teh beansprout dance, which was exactly what the sculpture she was promoting was featuring.)

lina, sarah and i looked at each other and went to the rescue, feebly waving hands in the shapes of a capital "l".

and ZOMGLOLWTH?!
my sister has been involved in a drive-by relationship in maple.
and she's only eleven, for god's sake!

when i was her age, i became a fully-dedicated nerd for that year, cutting myself off from the telly and computer.
my hobby, my life, and the only thing i did was study for the upcoming psle. xD
but apparently, it didn't really pay off so, ngehh.
-twiddles thumbs-

ehhem, moving on.
the dude first "broke up" with her.
i find the term "breaking up" hardly applicable, since she wasn't technically in a relationship.
i mean, they only had one conversation before "getting together" and the conversation went something like this.

dude: can you be my gf?
sister: yes.

...
YES.
-jabs dots wildly-

if you call that a relationship, i'm possibly married to everyone in the entire world.
...okay, i was exaggerating, but you get my point yeah.

okay, and after breaking up, he personalmessages her, telling her he would divorce his present wife just to be with her! so would she please return to him? please? he really loved her loads! please?

the marriage thing wasn't surprising me, since i already knew about the marriage system in maplestory.
the appalling thing was how much this sounded like a drama serial!
and this dude wasn't acting in one of the best roles either.

what's more, he couldn't spell "divorce".
seriously.

my sister was lucky i was there when he was pleading for her "love".
i snatched the keyboard from her and went into a frenzy, hurling insults as fast as i could.
he gave up after he realised the girl he was talking to was mentally unstable and possibly dangerous.

of course, i interfered with consent.
if you count a horrified "oh my god!" as a sign of agreement.
:p
my job as an older sister is done.

teh swim meet is tomorrow!
go blackmore, yeah! :D

you're gonna have a good day. ^_^

2007-04-07T20:08:00.000+08:00

lol, this wasn't one of my best holidays - i cried so many times i lost count.

but i figured, if you finally realise that it's impossible to obtain something you really want, just drop it, and run.
lol, even though i had a very hard time dropping mine, but once i convinced myself to, i ran as fast as i could. :p

who says you can't run away from your problems?

i'm pretty proud of myself though. despite the shock, i recovered in just a matter of hours.
amazing.

yay, i feel so happy now. :p
be it true happiness, or just me feeling so depressed i'm going nuts...

& damn you, jesse mccartney, for singing at the wrong time.

xDD
sorry hwingz.

and thankyou lina.

JOYTOTHEWORLD(:

2007-04-06T01:57:00.000+08:00

after undergoing much pains, yes, i've finally completed my second skin! :D
& hopefully, it's more orginal than the first one was. :p

crys hates this skin for personal reasons, but other logical comments are also welcomed!
(muhahaha, crys.)

also, many thanks to benedict for sending me that song, funeral song by the rasmus, some time this year. it was generally my source of inspiration. :3

i'm still pretty frustrated over the coding though. you can tell that there's something queer about the posting section. but i think i'll tweak it some other time.
staring at html codes make me dizzy.

THIRDPARTY!

2007-04-04T22:47:00.000+08:00

that simple comment has sent our farfetched imaginations into overdrive.

mrs. ng boldly proclaimed that she thought the pastor, jem, was cute.

i perked up immediately, registering this piece of valuable information into my miniscular brain.

upon discussion, sarah casually commented...

"HE'S GOT DUTCH BLOOD, FOR GOD'S SAKE! O_O"

with our inferential skills, newly aquired from our favourite paul's wheel, we did something like this.

jeremy -> dutch -> (as dutches are attracted to other dutches) mui eng is partly dutch

yes, aren't we deep.

curious as i am, i went on to search how dutches looked like.

"dutch lady tinned milk!" yells sarah in the background.

i strolled into the google image search, picking up a picture that looked pretty much like the tin from the thumbnail.

when i opened the image however, a fate worse than death struck me in the face.

dutchlady.jpg

i stared.
i believe sarah stared too.

"MR NG!" hollered sarah, that genius.

& before my brain fails on me...
"big, bigger, BIST!"
-miss wong

our chinese teacher's command of english never fails to amuse me.

i'm exhausted.

2007-04-04T17:29:00.000+08:00

the last few days have been awesome.
djw has been totally brilliant for the past few days.
i guess i didn't get last year's much, since i have no impression of it at all.
but yeah, i think i'll remember this one. :p

& now, i shall bring in an intellectual conversation i had with my mother and sister some hours ago.

mother: today i went to shell, and they gave me some shell car cards leh! so useless. give to you la!
-throws pack of cards to me-

meh: -rips pack open enthusiastically, shuffles, and randomly gives some to my sister, who was sitting innocently beside me-
woah! look! i've got a black car, and you've got a... green one! muhahahaha!

sister: -appears to be staring intently at card-

meh: -notices a maximum speed column on card-
my car's maximum speed's 350km/h! what's yours?

sister: -breaks out of stunned state-
300km/h...

meh: -slaps sister sharply on shoulder hard for no reason and grinning idiotically at the very same time-

sister: -mumbles something i couldn't make out-

mother: why shell gives us such things! these are for small boys! they should give things for housewives!

sister: gardening gloves?

meh: condoms?

mother: ...

sister: ...

at this point, both break into maniacal laughter. i stare on in horror.

mother: lousy quality!
-is still in an unstable state-

meh: well, you can sue em, and get some more contraceptives!

after i said that, both of my family members were not in any state to talk any further, but spent their next fifteen minutes have fits and getting red in the face.
i observed them for several moments and then went for my bath.

i don't talk to my mother much, and when i finally do, it's about condoms.
and she spent half the time having laughing fits.
it's no wonder kids my age don't talk to their parents much.

pokemon is teh shit. (:

2007-03-30T23:17:00.000+08:00

i'm feeling absolutely awesome today.
perhaps all that excitement during infocomm contributed most of it.

the chinese presentation was fairly acted out.
i thank you, lina, for your awesome impromptu skills. (:
however, i couldn't help but scoff when she mentioned how wrong falling asleep in class was.
since she practised that very much herself. xD

i also want to thank benedict for chipping in many ideas, and rachel for eh...
the tuna.
eh, yeah.
...that. :D

mrs leong didn't turn up for philosophy today.
we had two free periods.

i sat aside anonymous during that one hour twenty, and she promptly started elaborating on her obsession with her ex-crush, or so she claims.
"long legs and a perky butt!"
her shrill yet dreamy voice echoed in my ears.
her intrigued audience gasped in awe.

she proceeded to share her days of utter obsession, when she would return from her cca, to lie on her bed and spend hours just fantasizing about him.
i stared at her in horror, and managed a feeble "wh-wha-what?"

she insisted that it was an awesome feeling indeed, and suggested that i tried it myself.
sitting on the teacher's table, i warned, "okay, so now i will.", and proceeded to lie on it.
groans of disgust and disdain arised from anonymous and gang.
i sat up sharpish.

attempts to dig up dirty little secrets from benedict, hwingz, and sarah were but feeble ones.

math was, as it had always seemed to be these days, a horror.
mrs hor seemed to be holding a grudge upon the entire class, and i had slowly began to lose hope for my mathematical graphs.
i spent my time writing the pokemon theme songs lyrics in my handbook.
benedict took some time copying them onto her own.
jiayhin and gillian attempted to listen.
lina was long since asleep.

the only real fun started after school, i must say.
infocomm was teh thing.

me and sarah were starving.
we had stayed back with lina to finish up some undone schoolwork.
we arrived at the maclab on time, only to find our group members missing in action.

all of a sudden, me and sarah had a good idea.

we shouted from the second floor to the canteen below.
they shouted back.
they couldn't hear what we were saying.

"you'll come up here, and we'll get down there!"
i hollered, grinning very idiotically indeed.
i turned around to face one of the teachers in charge of infocomm.
she seemed unaware of what was happening, but shot me a glare before entering the maclab.

ainiah, priyanshu and jiayhin arrived.
we jogged downstairs for a five minute lunch.
when we returned, it appeared that the teacher had questioned the rest of the group about us.

they claimed we had gone for a chemistry practical.
sarah, catching my eye, said, "particles."
"solid and liquid molecules," i replied, the idea of lunch still fresh in mind.
"flow of gas," sarah burst out in enthusiasm.

i stared at her, and we both began spasming presently.
the instructor stared at us in a mixture of confusion and disgust.

after finally calming down without the use of any inhalers whatsoever, our group proceeded to work.
well, hell, we did try!

we were, for your information, working on the art of i-stop-motion.
yeah, taking pictures to compile into a video, with lego blocks for example, for props.
it's ten frames per second, by the way.

at a random moment, priyanshu stuck her finger onto the space bar button, and the built-in camera in the imac began snapping pictures nonstop.
of us, no less.

at first, we were mortified, worrying about our four seconds (forty frames), that we had done the lesson before.

but spaz is contagious, and soon enough, i found myself joining in the fun.

ainiah was particularly scary.
she had a way of taking the spotlight in every picture.
in a bad way, i must add.

when we viewed the full video, which added up to about one and a half minutes, aaaaand which contained about ninety pics or more...
i couldn't help but to have laughing fits.
well, we all had them.

we decided to submit that as our piece of work.

technically, it isn't really i-stop-motion, since we were practically moving more than half the time.
but muhahaha, who wouldn't love our vid? (:
heck what they think of us.

jiayhin seemed to have fallen in big time love with the "family photos" that we took.
she seemed greatly saddened by the fact that we couldn't extract the pictures from the imac just yet.
we will be able to, eventually.

guess who'll be staring at the screen, laughing into the monitor like a retard then?

the feeling of happiness has not rubbed off just yet.
even when my mother scolded me for no reason yet again, i couldn't help but to smile at her.
this was apparently new to her, as she looked fairly surprised, and stomped off without a word.

things are finally going the right way. (:

how queer.

2007-03-25T20:32:00.000+08:00

i feel odd today.

i dragged myself around the house today in a most interesting combination of clothes.
i had a baggy shirt that read "university of dubuque" -god knows where i got that from- on, not to mention a pair of shorts, that made me look like i had just returned from a holiday in hawaii.
yes, the flowered pattern is almost hypnotic. if i remember correctly, i got it at wildwildwet three or four years ago. o_o;;

on top of that, since my feet were frozen, i put on a pair of socks.
one of em red woolly christmas-y kinds you wear during winter, most unfortunately.

since my mother insisted that i "don't dirty those socks!", i put on em slippers i usually wear at home.
blue striped, i'm afraid.
red socks and blue slippers make my eyes sore.

my sister, tearing herself away from maplestory, where her eyes have been transfixed on for the last few hours, stared at me and commented, "what happen to you?"

note the grammatical error.
maplesea has that effect on you. :3
my dear sister has also been rather fluent in commonly used dialect that even i am not capable of, only spotted in the depths of maplesea.
alas, teh easily influenced one.

so yeah, i ended up looking like this retard making a bold fashion statement.
i should have taken a picture.

i disgrace myself.

2007-03-23T23:58:00.000+08:00

i, adorabelle, have lost all sources of inspiration.

i am unable to type the initial long, descriptive posts about the everyday life of the spaz club. my hands do not itch to narrate how petra and hwing's love have grown over the year(s), nor do i feel like elaborating on my very dull job as the protector from all evil, aka bodyguard.

i apologise for my lack of enthusiasm.
i think i need another major spazimic event to start me up again.

while waiting for that phenomenon, i suggest you check out benedict & huiying's blogs.
they do different styles, but they definitely report on the happenings very accurately.

have fun.

(signed),
adorabelle.

ruler of emoticons.

2007-03-21T21:53:00.000+08:00

i was bored.
so i decided that everyone in teh mighty spaz club shall earn their own emoticons.

& thus, adberz set out on a perilious journey, and after facing numerous obstacles, including a spitting and kicking benedict, she ended up with...

benedict's picture was not achievable under any circumstances.

it wasn't as bad as i thought, afterall.

2007-03-20T18:58:00.000+08:00

i haven't updated for a long time.
i've lost the mood to type long posts.
my inspiration has most probably been sucked away by a ghoul through a colourful straw.
or maybe it's just the lack of sleep.

life with benedict, jiayhin and rida has been surprisingly peaceful.
perhaps peaceful isn't the word.
not with rida yabbling in my ear half the time.
but oddly enough, i don't seem to mind this disturbance half as much as last year.
something must be terribly wrong with me.

i expected these few days to be terrible, but they turned out much better than usual. :D
i shan't elaborate, but yes, it's been a good start.

the chemistry test is tomorrow, complete with formulas at all.
i truly dread it.
x_x;;

good luck to me.

DON'T DIE ON ME NOW!

2007-03-17T04:08:00.000+08:00

msn died on me.
i feel like i've just died myself.

of all times, it has to be now.

one of the funniest things in a long, long time.

2007-03-15T18:03:00.000+08:00

i'm bored.
no school = no spaz club members = no spaz = nothing to blog about. ):
even hwingz agrees.

anyhow, i was browsing through this slang dictionary, and typed, "word up, kids?" randomly.
and guess what turned up?

Word up, kids?

What your mom says when she's trying
to be cool. You know she says it.

"Word up kids? Yo yo yo the notorious M.O.M. is in the house, homeyz!
Better eat your veggies before I bust a cap on yo white ass."
"Your mom's fucked up, dude."

when i read that, i cracked up, and couldn't stop laughing for a long time.
when you're isolated from the spaz club, almost anything seems funny.

some holiday.

2007-03-13T19:03:00.000+08:00

school holidays provide you the time needed to blog about things totally unrelated to your friends, so they find you a selfish freak and never visit your blog ever again.

i just came down with a terrible cold.

i'm surviving on canned food and bread everyday for breakfast.
(well, alright, lunch, considering i wake up at about noon each day.)
oh, and surprise surprise, i'm having more bread and tinned food for dinner today.
joy.

my mum also finally managed to break open the family night bottle i gave to her.
i made her attach the yellow-shirted teddy handphone accessory onto her phone.

to my utmost surprise, she gave me the sweets.
but eh, the caramel didn't taste like caramel, and the milk candy just tasted wrong...
i gave the lollipop to my sister just in case. xD

hello.
i miss you so much i couldn't possibly express myself.
good night.

a not so peaceful night.

2007-03-11T16:46:00.000+08:00

i had a nightmare.

everyone i had ever loved were killed right before my eyes.
i just kept running.
it was a short but painful dream.
i hate myself for not stopping.

it is very disturbing indeed.

those fifteen hours in school.

2007-03-11T02:25:00.000+08:00

i'm suffering from a severe neckache and an awful sorethroat.
i feel like kelly's dad in omg shoes.

family night was absolutely awesome! :D
yeah, that was like, the day before yesterday. but i was far too tired to blog about it back then.

the few hours before the big thing was pretty stoned out.
we had countless rehearsals for the i want kandi! performance, and eventually, i resorted to wearing my labcoat as a fashionable greek toga, and sarah, an uber attractive sumo bottom.
yeah, that thing that looks oddly like a diaper.
we also killed time by acting out our frequently used emoticons on msn such as yayness, rawkon and /ahh [alternate shortcut - (perv)].

after dragging our bags from class to the concourse, we proceeded to mac's, despite lina's tired/bored/dead/worried mood.
only after i promised to piggyback her there, of course.

after walking some distance (lina jumped off after attempting to clamber on my back for the sake of her precious self), lina decided to take a bus instead of walking there. everyone appeared reluctant, so she conveniently yanked me up the bus with her, while everyone took the road.
not that i minded much though. i was tired too.

before we got up the bus though, we caught sight of the girl called candy.
yes, that schizophrenic girl who has random urges to smack lina's ass from time to time.
lina, upon seeing her, naturally fled.

once at mcdonald's, i considered long and hard before deciding to use my measley six dollars.
lina didn't seem to want any food, scribbling hopelessly at her speech script while the rest of us gobbled mercilessly.
lina however, finally gave in to her inner demons and bought a happy meal, in desperate hopes to summon her high spirits.
it didn't seem to work, apparently, and the free toy (polly pocket) was destroyed by us.

the trip back to school was eventless.
as sarah and benedict talked about heroes, and lina and rachel chatted lowly about some things that proved to be unrelated to me in any sense, i stared at the floor and thought about some things that had made me ecstatic two nights before.

upon changing into our performance outfit (a orange lycra shirt and army pants) back in school, nishanti started doing some face painting, at which me and sarah started hopping up and down about.

we were left to destroy our own faces.
by the time we got out of the washroom...
benedict had some emo design on, which i have much difficulty describing.
sarah's face paint had extended to her neck, thus appearing as if someone had randomly scratched her on her throat.
i had a huge circle painted around my right eye, causing several people to ask me who beat me up.
for effect, me and sarah painted our hands red and dried it before the fan.

when family night officially started, 2g started cheering like we had never before. as i couldn't exactly scream, i just feebly went "wooooohooooo~" most of the time.
as the parents took part in the competitions, 2g formed a circle and merrily danced around them.

when we finally perfomed in front of the entire school, i must admit that we did a pretty good job. i remembered all my moves for once, and i could tell that everyone was satisfied too. we returned, grinning from ear to ear.

as a result, 2g...
clinched the top prize!
-does the rawkon emoticon thing-

our prize was...
a notebook starring black and white pigs, entitled "buta".
at which sarah informed me, meant "blind" in malay.
another happy party item, don't you think?

although the prize sucked, it didn't really matter.
we all felt so joyous, and that feeling didn't go away for a long long time.

this one of the few times i actually enjoyed school.
in fact, it was one of the times i wished school never really did end. (:

'tis been a very tiring day.

2007-03-07T18:54:00.000+08:00

there was much excitement in the household yesterday.
i feel pretty tired out by it, so i shan't bring it up.

the entire day was boring, as usual.
perhaps one highlight would be lina attempting to produce excretions, but to no avail.
for more details on this highly fascinating phenomenon, please refer to benedict's blog.

apart from that, i stayed back in school with hwingerz to practise our chinese aural presentation.
my mind totally went blank and i could not, i repeat, could not, remember a single word from the script.
we spent twenty minutes stuffing ourselves with lunch, and then proceeded with three hours of rehearsing. it was tiring, i say. and yet, the result was appalling.
we still could not remember our lines.
to add on to that, qinshihuang kept complaining he was hungry, and the rebel kept looking around in paranoia, afraid that others would stare incredulously at his argument with qinshihuang.

ah well, some argument.
we took many pictures with hwing's handphone camera a little later though.
check out her blog. (:

quoted from benedict.

A/X says:
our spaz club is multi talented sia
A/X says:
lina the
beauty
A/X says:
hwing the master
A/X says:
sarah the
shizzer
and language savvy
A/X says:
peetra the........?
A/X
says:
ve
the athletic
A/X says:
aniple the ruler of emoticons
A/X says:
who else? rachel the lord of nose flaring
A/X says:
there you go...the spaz is so multi talented

and of course, not to forget, benedict, the quoter of wise!
her quotes i shall not reveal. they hold so much wisdom, blogger would crap up the moment i typed them.

ahh, the spaz club.
how could i not love you all?

petra practises selfcontradiction at least once a day.

2007-03-05T00:10:00.000+08:00

petra has been instantmessaging me ten dozen times a day that "omg! he's so hot!".
"he" referring to some dude by the name of tang yu zhe, apparently some guy in hana kimi.
yeah, that guy that proclaimed that any girl that met him would end up pregnant.
no wonder petra likes him.

as adberz, psp & hwingz make their way to the washrooms to change to their pe attires, a heated argument is started.
it all started because adberz told psp, quite straightforwardly, that she made the word "hot", sound like the most out word in nerdland.
upon hearing this, hwingz bursts into agreement, launching into one of her rants again. those kinda rants that she gives before slapping psp. now isn't that just sweet.
psp responds with, "okay la! he so cool lor!"

me & hwingz give her a look of utter disgust.

as we turned round the corner, psp suddenly explodes again, "i am so cool!"
i mumur quietly to myself that it was because of psp's low standards of "coolness", that explains why she likes tang yu zhe in the first place.

during chinese lesson, however, the first thing she did when she sat on my table was...
attack my chinese newspaper sitting innocently just there!

she flipped it with a wave of violent enthusiasm to the last page, where a picture of the four fahrenheit members was posted.

she started drooling on one of the members, which hwingz also happened to be mad about, who went by the name of wuzun.
which was very ironic indeed.
since her personal message on msn read something like...
<3 TANG YU ZHE * No interest in WUZUN.
talk about no interest.

i wonder what happens when she truly is interested.

when i teased her about liking calvin, the freak who possessed an awful head shape and looked like he had lipstick on all the time, she ripped open my pencil case and whipped out my pen, which she used to attack calvin's face with equal violence.
a love-hate relationship they share, i must say.

as i returned to my group discussion with alyssa and audie, i saw hwingz point to jiro, and petra give a devilish grin.
no doubt hwingz must have mentioned that i thought jiro did the best acting.

when i returned to my table a few minutes later, i looked at my newspaper only to find...
a very ugly calvin.
& a very demolished jiro!
complete with makeup, and all.
and when petra applies makeup, you can guess how dreadful the outcome would be.

"adorabelle rox".
these two words were trapped in a speechbubble, which petra had written, almost mercilessly, on my chinese newspaper.

my eyebrow twitched dangerously as i looked up to find petra, who was grinning very idiotically indeed.

"petra..."
i said with a voice that suggested that she should suicide immediately, before i ripped her into tiny tiny pieces.

she looked cheerily up at me.
"calvin is ugly la, so i destroy his face. but since you like jiro, so i destroy his face lor!"
or something to that effect.
just to tell you, psp, i don't have random crushes on celebrities. :D
i am not as superficial as you.
xD

ehhem, sorry about that, hwingz.
that wasn't directed to you. (:

dammit.
'tis too late.
gotta run, see ya dear friends. :D

BLAST THE BUNCHA 'EM TO KINGDOM COME, PLEASE.

2007-03-04T02:01:00.000+08:00

YES, I'M FEELING SICK.
i feel like i'm seriously gonna throw up after reading those posts.
SERIOUSLY.

http://yourguysxxxposed.blogspot.com/
read that shit.

the latest few posts are pretty funny, if i must say so myself.
especially the one with one guy initiating sex.
...and the female responding to him by asking him to screw her pits. unshaved, she added.
yeah, those cracked me up.

but apart from that.
i felt like throwing up.
it's not just a figure of speech either.

most of the posts depicted married men, describing how horny they were, how good they were in bed, and that their wives would not live up to their expectations.
i felt like throwing up.

read these two interrelated posts.
the first shows the mirc conversation.
the second shows how that asshole looks like.

one http://yourguysxxxposed.blogspot.com/2005_08_31_archive.html
two http://yourguysxxxposed.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html

i cannot express the disgust and hate i feel towards such people.
i really couldn't stop shuddering when i read the posts.

that reminds me about my ten minute encounter with a randomer on msn last year.
in that ten minutes, that person managed to freak me out with numerous highly suggestive comments.
after those torturous ten minutes, instant blockage.
thank god. (:

YES, I HATE PEOPLE AS SUCH, AND I HOPE SOMEONE WOULD SHOOT YOU, AND KICK YOUR ASS TO HELL.

i guess i still haven't seen much of the world, explaining my huge outburst.
maybe i'll just stick to anime.

THEONECHILDPOLICY(:

2007-02-28T22:26:00.000+08:00

petra swayed into class full of confidence today, convinced that her new look would send the guys into orbit, and drown the girls in a wave of jealousy, none of which really happened.

it looks like petra didn't look too good in her contact lenses afterall.

the entire spaz club, crowded around lina's table, were speechless.
lina broke the silence with a shrill scream.
of disgust, i must add.
sarah went ahead and demanded why petra's eyes seemed so miniscular, and politely asked her, "how the heck do you see through that small slit?!"
the rest of us remained traumatized for the rest of the day.

the highlight of today was most probably our geography presentation on china's one child policy.

i dug up my mum's closet yesterday afternoon in hopes of finding perhaps a blouse, with at least a hint of taitai-ness innit.
i pulled out a black dress.
my first thought was, "bar hostess."
then it was, "what the heck is my mum doing with this dress?!"
i initially wanted to imagine her in that dress, but i thought better of it.

to let everyone have a better idea of how the whole thing went, here the script is.
credit goes to sarah for taking her time to spazzen it up. :D

geography one child policy script
Auntie 1=ADB
Auntie 2/ Poor woman=PSP
Rich woman=LINA
Friend=SARAH
Powerpoint person=HWINGS AND SARAH

ADB: Hey Ah Wong! Long time no see! How has your farm been managing? The last time I met you 40 years ago, your farm was doing great!

PSP: *sigh* That was 40 years ago, before the one child policy was implemented. But now, because of the policy, even though farmers are allowed 2 children, I still have so little manpower to help me with farming!

ADB: That’s true… but did you know that it is precisely because farming takes up so much manpower, which led to the need for more people, thus population boost? As a result, China overpopulated and there was a need for this policy to ensure there were enough resources to go around.

PSP: Yes, yes. Since China is a developing country, there is a lack of education in many areas too, and thus people do not really know much about family planning.

ADB: Well, I am pretty satisfied with the policy, considering it has done much change to our lives.

PSP: BAD changes! I am not for this policy at all! I wish to complain to the government!

ADB: Hmm… seems like we should weigh out the pros and cons first before you rationalize.

PSP: Okay, so tell me… what are the benefits of this policy?

ADB: Let me introduce you to the story of my friend, who felt that this policy benefited her.

-

Sarah: *jumps in* when I was a child, I could not go to school as there were no vacancies. My parents did not have any jobs. Now, after the one child policy was implemented, my child can go to school and I have a job as the less people there were, the more vacancies there are. I also had better medical maternity care as there were less babies. The policy has proven to be a success!! *waves arms savagely and jumps out*
PSP: Yeah, but that’s just one-side of the affair! I’ve got the other side to share with you! This was what happened to me just a few years back when my rich cousin came to visit me from the city…

PSP: -walks in with hwings as retarded child-
Lina: -walks in with ADB as rich child-

Engage in conversation.

Sarah: -being the extra by jumping in- Hey both of you! Who are these people
-points to adb and hwings- Both of you have violated the one child policy!
You either pay the fine or suffer the consequences!

-politely asks lina-

Sarah: do you have 20 000 yuan in order to keep ur 2nd child?

Lina: sure, of course I do. I can even pull it out of mah sock! –magically pulls money out of sock-

Sarah: Weh! What about you!

PSP: Im- im sorry but I don’t have the money! Please let me keep my child! Please!

Sarah: No money, no baby! –whacks baby out of psp-walks away gleefully with money-

Psp mourns.

Lina: hah! Too bad! Come come deeaaarrryyy we’ve still got more shopping to do!

PSP: why me?! Its so unfair that the rich get to buy their way out while the poor get their babies killed! Why did you have to be a girl –whacks hwings who cries-
You are worthless to the family! I’ll sell you off, get some money and try for a boy! Girls are useless!-grabs hwings to mama san-

Note: HWINGS MUST LOOK SAD

Lina: yes
PSP: I want to sell my daughter!
Lina: -inspects hwings- hmmm not very good..100 yuan
Psp: anything to get rid of her!
Lina:-passes money to psp- Come! –forcefully drags hwings back-

Psp: 100 yuan in exchange for a boy. How reasonable. –strokes chin contentedly
while grinning sadistically-DRASTIC MOOD CHANGE-
WAIT! With the one child policy, that means my boy boy ah will have to
sisters, brothers, aunts, uncles or even cousins! How leh! This is very much
unlike our Chinese culture! The concept of family is very important! NO!!!

-falls to her knees-buries face in hands-looks up-

How about when im old? I would have only one person left to take of me!
What if my boy boy ah doesn’t even care about me! With the one child
Policy there would be less people to take care of poor old people like me!

-cries and buries face in hands- looks up madly again-

What about when my boy boy grows up! There would be less people of his
Age when he’s working which means he would have to pay higher taxes!
Higher taxes makes us lose more money! Aiya how to support me like that!

end of script.

it was hilarious, especially since i had to run out of the classroom, squeeze into that dreadful black dress, then run out again and pull it off again.
well, basically...
one lina's acting rawked.
two petra's acting sucked.
three my dress seemed amusing.
four hwing managed to appear rather sad.
five sarah's tie was very convincing.
"governor of china".

i must admit, it was a rather good presentation.
don't we all look forward to the next skit? :D

critisism at the bookstore.

2007-02-27T18:53:00.000+08:00

i was praying that petra would bring something that looked respectable for the geography presentation.
when i was passed the pink plastic bag by a grinning petra before the first period started, i had a very bad feeling about the contents. i decided i wouldn't be able to face it alone, and decided to put it off till i could get the spaz club around my desk.

"wanna see what petra brought?"
i was already extremely curious by the time recess was nearing. rahman, naman, yingman, and traman gathered around my table, and i carefully poked my hand into the bag. i pulled out what seemed to be a longsleeved white shirt.

and so it was.
our faces fell.

recess today was mighty tiring.
after practising our skit once outside the computer labs, and stuffing ourselves as fast as we could with the time we had remaining in the tuckshop, we realised we had about five more minutes left. since lina needed to get her labcoat anyway, we made our way to the bookshop.
when i walked into the store, i caught the eyes of the uglyspasmguy.
yes, the guy who squatted on the floor and started drooling when we were browsing pens the time before.
i cringed.

we stared at the new stock of ezone lecture pads.
they looked fancy, came in all colours, and even had a legend of sms smileys to follow in case you ever lost your head and needed one in the middle of a class.

me, sarah, and hwing stared at a blue covered one at the top of the stack.
hwing pointed at one smiley and said, "you always do that to me on msn."

:-X = big wet kiss

i twitched.

"oooh, pig."
hwing poked at another smiley.
:@) = pig
she continued, "petra is..."
her finger traced the cover and pointed at...

:=8) = baboon

i clutched onto the shelf and started laughing my ass off.
it wasn't really because it was that funny.
it was the fact that hwing was speaking the truth.

while waiting for lina to pay for her labcoat and waiting for her to decide if she'd rather get an s or an m size, i stared at the dude attending to the cashier and whispered to sarah.
"what's with all the dyedhaired-ahbengs in the bookshop?"

you see, all the recruited helpers in the bookstore had dyed hair, pierced ears and the typical singaporean ahbeng look in them. those that made me repel in disgust.

just when i uttered those words, me and sarah turned around simultaneously.
only to face...
uglyspasmguy.

me and sarah looked at each other.
and fled.

...not again.

2007-02-26T22:34:00.000+08:00

& yet again, i fall ill for the 20375435342nd time this year.
this time, it was my dear sister who passed the fever to me.

when i woke up today, a concentrated wave of giddiness hit me hard in the head.
i almost passed out in the washroom and had to grab onto the counter to regain my balance.
by the time i got out of the bathroom, the headache was so overwhelming, i attempted to claw out the pain.
so, as you could guess, i eventually gave in and got back to bed for an additional serving of sleep.
not that i felt any better by the time i got up.
i had missed school again and my results were taking the plunge.
i am so immune to these virus attacks these days.

the choked cubicle has been sealed up!
according to benedict and rahman.
could life get anymore unfair?! ):

language arts and geography presentations tomorrow.
even if i had contracted a fatal illness, i would still have to drag myself there. ><;
i suppose.

i haven't the energy to continue typing.
i shall end off here.
see you tomorrow, guys.

...if i'm lucky.

the tragedy of the flooded washroom.

2007-02-24T19:10:00.000+08:00

i failed to post on yesterday's joyous happenings, despite benedict's constant reminders. i apologise and shall proceed to do so now. :D

yesterday was lunchbox day!
not that i had a lunchbox, so it didn't really make a difference. but the whole class got to sit in a circle and eat at the quadrangle during recess. (:

everyone was really nice and brought snacks to share.
almost everyone, that is. no one in the spaz club did so at all. xD
sorry about that, 2gians.

we all sat in a circle, and to our utter horror, me and lina discovered that we had been excluded after we went to get our eatables in the canteen. i don't wonder why. xD
after we finally settled down, shar stood up and boldly shook her hands around, demanding attention from the entire class.
to no avail, i must add. that is, until gillian stood up, and followed suit.
silence was immediate.

shar thanked gillian and proceeded to pick random people from crowd, ordering them to take part in a "beauty pagaent" that we were going to act out during international friendship day.
after much confusion, we ended up with...
one lina
(of course, shar wasn't randoming for this. i mean, lina's bound to be chosen, duh.)
two carissa
three ~~denise~~ rida

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denise pulled out of the arena of beauty. i guess the competition was too intense.
guess who took her place?
yes, rida ather!

oh god.
first petra, now rida.
what's the world coming to?!

will lina stand victorious in this challenge, or perish in this sea of...
coughstunningcough beauty contestants?

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four anisha
(lina's archenemy, so it was obvious she'd make it through too.)
five petra
(...)

"..." is an understatement.
what i really mean is, "O_OLOLOMGWTHLMAO?!", which was what me, lina, sarah, and hwing proceeded to do once we heard this piece of very appauling news.
"what?", petra responded, sounding as if she expected this all before.

how i look forward to international friendship day. :D

we had our house meetings instead of the promised gel lesson at the last two periods before the end of school. when we heard there was a change of venues for every meeting, my eyes lit up.
in the end, instead of jackson, blackmore got the auditorium, complete with plushy seats and airconditioning.
jackson got teh sports complex.
"not fair! why does jackson always get the worst?!", hwing said, demanding for justice.

the house meeting was boring, as usual.
thank god for the plushy seats which made me feel much better.
when all the teachers left and the house commitee stood up to take the stage, they demanded for the whole of the house to do 'em housecheers.
after mouthing one that said, "we will, we will, drive you vroomvroom, drive you vroomvroom." in the beat of we will rock you, me along with benedict and sarah decided it was enough.
"toilet?" suggested benedict, something she was well-known for.
and that was how we ended up seeking refuge in the lonely washroom near the auditorium.

sarah suddenly recalled that the third toilet was a choked one.
upon hearing this, me and benedict's faces illuminated with the hope.

sarah calmly strolled into the cubicle, flushing the toilet and looking truimphant, as the water rose, filling half of the entire bowl.
me and benedict were intrigued.
sarah continued to pull the trigger again.
the water rose to the brim.
benedict jumped forth and grabbed the trigger, yanking it downwards.

the water splashed out of the bowl, killing any beings in one metre range of it. all three of us burst out in sadistic laughter.
as we left the bathroom, we met a random girl at the door.
benedict promptly said, "the toilet bowl overflowed."
the girl's look of disbelief and confusion was priceless.
xD

and so ends the tragedy of the flooded washroom. (:

until the next crisis, farewell.

ks.

2007-02-23T19:46:00.000+08:00

alright, i've gotta get this down first.

ks.
look, just because a bunch of unknown people who you have no relationships with you whatsoever pick a fight with you and throw swear words at you, it does not give you any reason to fall into depression.
yes, i admit, it is rather degrading, and it might have lowered your selfesteem.

that gives you no reason to start suspecting me and worse of all, a classmate that you've known for more than a year , of "ganging up" against you.
the only reason i was talking to you was because you were my friend and i knew you felt bad, therefore, despite my monstrous pile of work, i clearly told you, "if there's anything i can help you with, tell me."
i meant it too.
-_-;;

maybe it was cousins jo and sherman's fault, but can you at the very least, put some darn trust in a friend that you've got to know for over a year?
even if kenneth beats you in term of grades, and you think he didn't deserve it, that's life. get on with it.
academic results are one thing, while friendship is another.

shake it off. get on with life.
no one has anything against you.

no offence, but after knowing you so long, you were depressed half the time.
chin up.
no one's gonna help you, if you don't even try to help yourself.

thank you, and good bye.

HAPPYVALENTINES!(:

2007-02-14T18:20:00.000+08:00

HAPPYVALENTINESDAY!(:
thank you for the flowers, guys! :DD
by the time i brought them home, they looked kinda dead, but anyhow!
<3

it's been a very tiring week.
but it's coming to a close soon.
the history night field trip's up next tomorrow!
it's gonna be so joyous. xD

geog, history, & spaz.

2007-02-11T19:13:00.000+08:00

we were supposed to meet up at lina's house yesterday for a concentrated discussion on our geography and history projects.
which totally didn't work out, as usual. :D

i was late, for some reason that i would not voice out though i am tempted to sulk on for several hours just on that topic alone. -halo appears above head-
ehhem, okay, moving on.

yep, i was late, and i met petra, lina and hwing at the ground floor of the condo, only to see petra in this ultra white miniskirt that only seemed to cover certain explicit parts, and practically revealed everything else...

*explicit*:
Adjective
1. a. Fully and clearly expressed;
leaving nothing implied.
b. Fully and clearly defined or formulated:
"generalizations that are powerful, precise, and explicit" (Frederick
Turner).
2. Forthright and unreserved in expression: They were explicit in
their
criticism.
3. a. Readily observable
b. Describing
or portraying nudity or sexual activity in graphic detail.

note the underlined definitions. (:
now we all get the point.

ehhem, anyway.
we got up to lina's house, where she miraculously moved her computer from her room to the living room so that we couldn't get into her room to use it.
ahh, this just raises our curiousity even more. just what does lina keep in that room of hers?
(/ahh)
-is hopping with enthusiasm-

as much as petra tried to keep her skirt clean, it didn't work. ten minutes later, her skirt was stained with milo. ):
she did, however, managed to flaunt her looks to some halfnaked guy standing in the lobby while we were waiting for the lift.

well, yeah, anyway, we tried to get started on our projects, but we got conveniently distracted, and ended up...
auditioning! :DD

yeah, i was screwing up half the time, and hwing and petra were happily criticising me. aw come on, be nice to the n00b once in a while. xD
amidst all the fun, however, petra decided to have mood swings, so off she went onto the sofa for a nap.
we continued auditioning.

at one point of time, i yanked the keyboard nearer to me, and the monitor decided it was then that it wanted to die on us.
so it did.

after reconnecting it, the monitor was still insistent on dying on us at random moments, so it was then we decided it was time to get to some real work.
not that auditioning wasn't real work, but yeah. :D

by the time sarah came after her piano lesson, all we got done was...
the cover slide and a few empty slides.
sarah said she expected nothing at all, so we had long since exceeded her expectations. ^_^;

after projecting for several more minutes, we sorta got bored.
petra decided to yank out my hairband.
did i mention how dreadful i look with my hair down?
i got mad.
i chased her for it.
she ran.
she ran out of the apartment itself.
i locked her out.
-is joyful-

nearing to the evening, we went bowling at the chevrons. :D
minus petra, at which she added she would receive caning just for asking. =x
talk about joyful.

at the bowling centre, we met several interesting characters...

#1 a guy around our age bowling beside us, who possessed the name, BRAA.
#2 a guy at the further lane, who stared at his ball for several moments, as if trying to put all the brain power he had into it for luck, and then attempted an dance with intricate dance movements before finally rolling the ball towards the pins.

lina was pwning all the way in all our games.
what can i say? she's in the school team. xD
me and hwing were just n00bing away, but we didn't care much. it was therefore because of that, that our averages hovered somewhere between 50-70. :DD
which is really bad, by the way.

me and lina did ourselves proud by stuffing our already very fat selves silly while bowling. lina, me and hwing shared a bowl of cupnoodles, chips, and whatnots. it was the joy among all joys.

at the second game, we randomly shouted names while our teamies were bowling for "good luck".
"cheeyiliang!"
"mr lim!"
"liam sullivan!"
"BUBBAHOG!"
"BORAT!"

-shudders-

at the last game, we got bored of bowling.
we didn't wanna leave, so we ended up doing very interesting things.
...including running backwards and throwing the bowling ball between our legs as bubbahog did.
o_0

at the end of the day, our projects were still seriously undone.
but who cares?
we sure had lots of fun!
:DDD

petra the bulldog.

2007-02-07T21:26:00.000+08:00

yes, back after an ultra long break. :D

haven't blogged for various reasons related to schoolwork which i choose not to voice out, since it makes me want to throw up big time.

anyhow, i'm pointing out right now, as i have mentioned many times in school, that petra looks remarkably like a bulldog.

like seriously, spot the differences.
lmao.
no offence there, petra. xD

alright.
i did real bad for my chinese test. and i was wondering, aw shucks, i know i suck at chinese, but i'm not that bad, am i?
and oh, how wrong i was.

me and sarah stayed back to discuss our life sciences project today. well, yeah, right after that, we kicked a very ugly petra ass that we drew on the board.
ehhem, moving on.

since sarah's pencil case and notes went myseriously missing the day before near the library, we walked all over the school to find it.
after walking to the library and escaping from the librarian, we got to the ground level and spotted an innocent cleaner standing at a corner.

sarah decided that we should go to ask her if she had seen anything near the library, so we approached her with caution.

"excuse me, did you happen to see a pencil case and a few notes near the library yeseterday?"
she looked at us blankly.
we tried again.
"excuse me, did you.."
"你可以讲华语吗？" (can you speak chinese please?)

i looked at sarah expectantly for a few seconds, until i remembered that she couldn't speak chinese.

so i went, "um, 请问你昨天有没有在图书馆外看到... oh crap, how do you say pencil case in chinese?"
(um, excuse me, but did you happen to, outside the library yesterday, see a.... oh crap, how do you say pencil case in chinese?)

i directed that question to sarah again.
until i remembered again that she didn't speak chinese.

"uh, you know, pencil case? pencil case, pencil case?"
i looked at the cleaner hopefully.
after what seemed like eternity, she responded, "pencil box?"
i was surprised. and not to mention extremely grateful.

after that particular conversation, me and sarah turned to walk to the concourse.
i was still pondering, "how do you say pencil case in chinese?", with a puzzled look on my face.
after walking about twenty steps, i had a sudden realisation, "OHH! IT'S 铅笔盒!"
and i was wondering why i failed my chinese test.

LOL.
alright, that's about it.
we're gonna pwn the life sciences presentation.
mitosis and meiosis, here we come!

it wasn't on purpose, trust me.

2007-01-30T19:39:00.000+08:00

yes, i've skipped school for one and a half days.
no, it's not because i want to spend those times studying for history.

because trust me, i'd rather have spent the time spazzing with you guys.
when i finally crawled out of bed today, you peeps have no idea how much i was looking forward to seeing you. but what did i get when i reached class?
everyone was giving me this face of total suspicion.
uh, except petra of course, one of the only people who looked happy that i made it to school alive.

when i was asked, "you mean you just got sick overnight?"
my first thought was, if you don't get sick overnight, how do you get sick over a long period of time?

and trust me, i didn't want to get sick just before a history test, and miss out on a whole lot of lessons, and end up using my time to feebly try to catch up on my lessons, rather than studying for the coming tests.

okay, i may be ranting here, but i was hurt, alright?
who expected all my good friends to not believe me, to think that i was lying, just to beat them at a history test?
is everyone so competitive?
do you not trust me?

i admit i've skipped a period of swim pe last year for a history test, but i told you guys about it. i don't resort to such lowly methods to achieve good grades, and seriously, i don't even care about that now.

think about it.
just because you fall sick, everyone turns against you.

i hate it.

language arts project? nahhh.

2007-01-27T23:13:00.000+08:00

today was the ultimate day of teh spaz.
excluding the four hours spent researching on "the great depression", which proved to be very depressing indeed.
yes, right after that, from what i remember, it was almost, spazimically, heaven.

& yeahh, we took many, many, many photos with hwing's newly discovered imac, and trust me, if hwing's parents were home, they would've shook their heads literally off at our ultimate enthusiasm. i, personally, despise taking pictures, since i look like a total freak in all of em. reason why i always try as i might not to take any solo pictures.
group pics? i try.

hwing and lina in-sis-ted that i looked positively sad/shocked/stoned in all pictures taken. aw, come on, i know i ain't that good looking, but i'm quite sure i was smiling in at least one of them!
check out all teh pictures here, pasted right in teh post on 270107.
yeah, i'm smiling in the first one!
-jabs picture till huge hole appears-

nono, it wasn't all joyous though, now that i think of it.
i remember everyone trying to yank my jeans off.
i should've worn a belt, eesh. the jeans were so loose.
anyhow, they cornered me. and when i say cornered, they really did. i was sitting in the corner pathetically, trying as i might to keep my jeans on. they did not give up so easily. in fact, that's an understatement.
they tugged, and yanked, and pulled and god knows how i managed to get through that.
with my jeans still on. :D

but as they say, every cloud has a silver lining.
aw, everyone knows petra's got the hawts for hwing's brother, cheeyiliang.
as quoted as her, he was "so cute". but in my opinion, he was far from that.
in fact, he's the direct opposite.
(sorry for the painful truth, m'friends.)

so, when he arrived home from tuition, i nudged lina in the ribs and said a little too obviously...
"oooooh. petraaaaaaa~"
...hiding the urge to burst out into evil laughter and throw petra and cheeyiliang into the closet together.

and so, when cheeyiliang settled into the computer opposite us, i decided to be nice.
i decided to give cheeyiliang some hawt-petra-eyecandehhh.
and at the same time, conveniently seek revenge.

me and lina sure had a hard time tryna strip petra of her pants in fronta cheeyiliang.
firstly, his back was towards us.
secondly, petra wore tight pants.
yeah, i know, sucks.

but somehow, we managed to reveal her sexehh stomach/ass for a few seconds.
within that few seconds, i went "OHMYGAWD! HAWT STUFF~" to attract his attention.
i'm not sure if that worked though.
i was too busy laughing my ass off.

revenge is sweeeeeet indeed.

so, i'll end this off with a moral.
no, not those morals you get at the end of a barney show.
this one goes...
never mess with adz or get some real ass-kickin' humiliation at the end. :DD

until next time! (:

arsewin?! (ZOMG.)

2007-01-25T21:32:00.000+08:00

hmm, today, i spent my first few hours after school auditioning with lina.
well, it wasn't too amusing, until lina's friend kinggene joined us.

i was busy marvelling over his name aloud to no one in particular, until he said...
"deviation? i play with you before."

riiiight.
i don't remember, apparently.
insignificant. -waves hand-
ehhem, anyway, moving on.

"deviation? do you know who xiia0 is?"
"xiia0 what?"
"xiia0aii."

i froze.
lina froze.

i said, "xiia0aiiaii?"
lina said, "huiru?!"
i said, "YUMI?!"

well, not many would make sense of this, so i guess a little explanation would be appropriate here.
me and lina created two online nemeses to personally attack someone online. his name, is arsewin.
no, we weren't being mean. and yes, they're twits.
therefore...
lina = xiia0aiiaii = huiru
yours truly = deadd0lliies = yumichan

yes, we thrashed him in audition and felt bad.
so we stopped talking to him.
the end.

several weeks later.
this randomer comes up and reminds us about all that shiz.
quite obviously, me and lina had an outburst.

we kept exclaiming until kinggene or arsewin conveniently decided to afk.
we exclaimed a little more and kicked him outta the room.

biggest mystery yet.
how could arsewin know about our igns?
we only played with him using different characters.

what does he gain from this?
is this revenge?
o_0

sorreh.
anyhow, who the heck is kinggene and why does he know everything?
(AHHHHHHHHH.)

the brotherhood.

2007-01-24T20:23:00.000+08:00

today, we did the history secret-society brotherhood/sisterhood shiz thingimajig during recess.
in other words, we are now as one.
bound together...
...by spit?!

well, initially, it was just abigail's drink which she carelessly left unguarded.
petra sparked it off by adding some tidbits in.
next went some laksa, then grapes, some milo...

here comes to crucial part.

everyone decided that blood was much too precious so...

i spat in it.
petra spat in it.
sarah spat in it.
hwing spat in it.

ve spat in it.
...missing me by mere inches.
she conveniently scared off several innocent bystanders.
:D

of course, teh royal one is not to be forgotten.
lina spat in it.

when petra dumped the cup into the bin, an innocent girl gave me a look of pure terror.
:D

and as everyone has noticed, the royal love-lina and love-jalla war has commenced!
let us all say a word of prayer before everything gets too nasty.

muffins.

2007-01-19T21:15:00.000+08:00

an extract from an msn convo with a certain someone.

i want to watch porn. recommend me some.

uhh. www.porn.com?

i'm a genius.

tell me what's in there.

porn?

(i think.)

nono.

muffin recipes.

ten minutes later.

what're you doing?

making muffin recipes.

make me one.

hinthint.

a sumup.

2007-01-14T00:59:00.000+08:00

hmm, haven't been blogging for quite a while.
or rather, haven't been blogging here for quite a while.

i realised i have developed a rather queer interest in displaying me and sarah's attacking skills in front of security cameras back at school.
i'm sure we were very intimidating.

we also have a mission.
a mission to dispose of the ainiah imposter by waving our arms around madly like helicopters.
no idea how's that gonna work, but yeah, it always does.

'tis been pretty stressful these days. my lazedup brain still can't get used to the days when teachers used to pile us with homework and projects, and we were only given limited time to complete them.
nope, not used to 'em at all.

i also realised i think too much about things these days.
just one small issue, and my mind wanders off to some distant land and comes up with real crazy conclusions, which ends up disturbing me to no end.
ah well. a bad habit, i suppose.

nevertheless, it has been a tiring day.
hasn't it always?
i think i'll take a break.
goodbye, dear friends.

the first friday. :D

2007-01-05T20:23:00.000+08:00

hmm, today was a rather interesting day, if i must say so myself. especially when my group was discussing our chinese project, which happens to be a skit.

no thanks to lina, i not only have to act as a mute in that skit, i also have to...

#1 get stoned by benedict and huiying, literally. it wasn't any better when we were rehearsing that scene either. apparently it seemed so fun that everyone started throwing the crushed up paper balls (supposedly stones) at me. petra tried to save me by waving her brolly around, nearly decapititating me.
we ended up having a major paperball fight in the canteen in the front of many pupils' presence. i ended up rolling on the floor, laughing, literally.
xD

#2 protect petra from teh evil stoners (aka benedict, hwing), feign a faint on her shoulder, and give her a tight hug, all that while kneeling on the floor, leaning against her.

jeebus.
i know it was supposed to eh, touch the teacher's heart, but...

hold it!
you guys are just doing this to embarrass me!
or rather...
it's to disgust the teacher and make a fool of our group in front of our other dear classmates.
now, isn't that awesome?

how i look forward to monday.

twoohohsix. :D

2007-01-02T18:38:00.000+08:00

in my opinion, 2006 had been my best year yet.

#1 i made loads of good friends, both in real life and online.
lina, crys, jo, ein, shermie, onion, jiachen, sarah, hwing, petra...
i love all of you guys! ^_^

#2 now, this totally made my day.
i lost weight.
f3.

#3 you might not know, but i think i used to be quite twit-ish the year before, no thanks to some certain twits in my class, which i choose not to name.
but this year, i'm totally cured, thanks to the great peeps in my class.
-rejoices-

#4 i've become much more happy than i've been last year. well, i've become more positive, at any rate.

hmm, i only have one resolution for 2007.
and that's to become less crude. or try to, anyway. somehow my brain's all corrupted.

i doubt i'll be able to achieve it.
xD

hail the new year!

2006-12-31T23:38:00.000+08:00

alas, it's 2007!
a new year.
a new beginning.

hmm, however, whatever i look at 2007, it doesn't seem like it's gonna be good to me.

i mean, look at it! it looks sinister!

looking at it upsidedown doesn't help either. i mean, look at those four numbers. those zeroes seem to be staring right into your head. it's reading my thoughts!
O_O
like ZOMGERH!

okay, lemme calm down.
let's try looking at the coming year from another point of view.

okay, let's see.
NO.
THIS LOOKS WORSE.
the 2007 itself seems like it's glowing.
GLOWING WITH EBIL!
EEEEBIIILLLLL~

HELP.
paranoia's getting the better of me.
i don't think this year is gonna be good.
it's five minutes to 2007 and i'm fretting so much, i'm gonna have a heartattack right on this spot.

nooooooo~
trust me, this year is not gonna be good.

man, it's 2007!
a new year.
a new beginning = a new life = a new end.
-dies on spot-

mistaken gender.

2006-12-30T16:08:00.000+08:00

i realised i am frequenly mistaken as a guy.
nope, it's not a good thing.

many a time, i am questioned if i am a guy while waiting for a game in audition. most of the time, lina's gaming with me, so, no thanks to her, i'm known as adrian to many.
get it?
adorabelle = adbelle = ad = adrian.
o_0"

early this afternoon, i entered maple to train my bandit, which i haven't done so in quite a long long time. the moment i went online though, i heard the most dreadful news.

"incompleted, you tomboy ah? my kor say you are."
"..."

everyone in my guild began questioning me.
apparently, the kind guild leader noticed how i looked like when i attended his wedding, and joyfully spreaded the news.
"you always wear the clothes like that one. tomboy arh?"
-stabstabstabstab-

joyously, i remember the last time i visited lina's church, lina playfully said that i was her brother.
and they believed her!
they didn't even laugh it off!

f5f5f5f5.
it's all meant to be.
it's just a serious case of mistaken gender.

joyous shiz.

2006-12-28T14:51:00.000+08:00

well, today hasn't been such a good day for me.

i got involved into a cold war between a certain someone, just because i wanted to keep some secret to myself. he, obviously, doesn't understand the embarrassment in revealing such information.
like, look, i'm a girl. whether i act it or not, i believe girls feel more embarrassment than guys do when discussing such matters. that may be an assumption, and now that i think of it, it's some crap reasoning.
but seriously, i have my reasons for keeping it to myself. are you hurt in any way, or perhaps, are you mad? believe me, i am entitled to feel more hurt than you do, for ignoring me because of something that doesn't affect you in any way.

guys are guys are guys are guys.
i can never get them.

maybe i should study psychology in the future, and dismantle the guy's mind.

my first skin! (:

2006-12-27T18:35:00.000+08:00

i finally made my first skin, something i wanted to do in a long time, but never had enough brains and patience to do.
i remember i used this picture as my dp before, but it was so awesome i wanted to use it again. :DD

someone i really really really want to thank is jo, for putting up with my idiotic questions and sharing her codes with me.
i wouldn't have managed to make this skin without her, so, thank you, m'dear friend! <3

my first visit to a church.

2006-12-24T17:03:00.000+08:00

today, i had my first visit to a church.
i can't say it was very enlightening, since i only lasted about twenty minutes max before running away.

well, seriously, me and lina didn't make that decision.
we thought that the christmas service was quite pointless. so we used a pencil to mark one of the two pieces of yellow plastic we had received, that was actually used to identify groups we were put in. we decided that if we picked the marked one, we would run; and if we didn't, we'll stay through the whole service.
guess which one we picked?

so at lina's count of three, we dashed to the door.
to freedom?
lmao.

we sat at the steps of the church and prayed for god to forgive us for this sin of truancy. i mean, you've gotta feel bad skipping the service in honour of christ's birth, right?

but turned out, it didn't go too well.
the moment we stepped out of the church, bad luck befell us.

first thing, while we were walking, we realised that i forgotten to bring my wallet. what was the use of windowshopping? i couldn't even get a slurpie from seveneleven.
we strolled by a row of shops, and lina suggested going bowling at the nearby alley. she could lend me money and i would pay her back on the first day of school.
why not?

we decided to stop by lina's house to pick up her bowling stuff, so we took the bus there.
the bus headed the opposite direction.
we ended up hitching a ride from lina's dad to the bowling alley.

when we reached the mall, guess what we found out.
the bowling alley had closed down.
i swear the day couldn't get any worse.
i started laughing my ass off.

we ended up in the arcade jabbing buttons, playing lame fighting and racing games.

...i guess that prayer didn't quite help, did it?

but you gotta admit, it was great fun.
i bet no one's first visit to a church could have been this interesting.

[edit]
251206

lol, that totally reminds me.
while at the food court yesterday, me and lina spotted some guy that looked oddly like mediacorp artist chen hanwei. he was wearing a brown shirt, and had a cap pulled down in an attempt to cover his face.

...why bother?
he ain't good looking, so obviously, no one'll want to look at him.

lina's father suggested we went by and pulled his cap down.
we considered that idea quite seriously.

when we walked past however, we noticed he wasn't chen hanwei at all!
his nose was exceptionally reddish. in my opinion, that was the most significant part of his whole face.

we were thoroughly disappointed.

[/edit]

OMG, POST OF THE CENTURY.

2006-12-20T21:53:00.000+08:00

wanna read the post of the century?!
oh yes, you do. i can see it in your eyes.

well, click
THIS.
and check out the latest post on the 201206.

you seriously don't wanna miss this.

SERIOUSLY.

thank you, jo! :D

2006-12-18T22:44:00.000+08:00

thankyou, jo!
thankyou for teaching me how to code a skin, though well, i don't think i'll be able to make one anytime soon.
i guess i owe you a few thanks.

THANK YOU!
THANK YOU!
THANK YOU!
THANK YOU!
THANK YOU!

hmm, i guess i owe you more than that.

THANK YOU!
THANK YOU!
THANK YOU!
THANK YOU!
THANK YOU!

i think i owe you muh life!
xD

THANK YOU!
THANK YOU!
THANK YOU!
THANK YOU!
THANK YOU!
THANK YOU!
THANK YOU!
THANK YOU!
THANK YOU!
THANK YOU!

...for fufilling my life time aspiration.
T_T

nathan hartono, more than you will want to ever know.

2006-12-17T16:17:00.000+08:00

before i begin, i want to thank someone, whom i shall not name upon request. i guess she's pretty afraid she gets murdered by crazeh fangirls. which isn't surprising, trust me.

well, i'm onto a pretty old icon today.
his name is nathan hartono.

i found out some pretty random facts today.

nathan hartono likes biting people.

nathan hartono keeps going "mmmmm, sandwich" when he visited macdonald's.
so, conclusion, never go out with him if you don't wanna make a fool outta yaself.

nathan hartono wore a fifteen year old shirt with holes to michael buble's concert and went on stage with it.
i mean, honestly.

well, seriously, there isn't much to talk about.
you wouldn't want to know.
but here's the best part.

his numbers are ______ and _______.
wootehs!
(numbers are removed, should desponder.blogspot.com get sued for publicizing such.)

i can see all of ya reaching to your phones and typing long love messages. ><

lina's back!

2006-12-16T02:41:00.000+08:00

lina's back!
<3
wootehs!
-sobs hysterically-

thankyou, jo!

2006-12-14T23:53:00.000+08:00

i come forth to thank jo greatly for this awesome skin she made for me!
it's really the cutest and more spastic thing i've ever seen.

THANK YOU, JO! <3

lina?!

2006-12-14T09:09:00.000+08:00

i have a sudden vision of me savageblowing and lina thunderspearing petra in the canteen. petra's look of utter disbelief and confusion is totally priceless.
ah, the nostalgia.

LINA!
where are you?!
T_T

lina, how could you abandon me and crys? how could you do this to us? we think about you all day! we miss the spaz. we miss the laughter. we miss you! how could you go to hongkong and leave the two of us behind in sg? how could you be so thoughtless!
lina, come back!
lina, come back!
leeeeennnaaa~
comeeeee backkkkkkkkk!
LINA, WE MISS YOU!

that pretty much sums it up.
:D

damn those filthy things.

2006-12-13T03:22:00.000+08:00

patricia, benedict, how do you live?!

those braces are a pure torture, i tell you.
it's my second day with 'em and it's no better than the first.

constant pain.

i wish i'd never had them on in the first place.
'bout one half more years, my friends. i'd be dead by then.

farewell.

sos - good charlotte

2006-12-09T23:08:00.000+08:00

SOS good charlotte

Is anybody listening?
Can you hear me when I call?
I'm shooting signals in the air,
'Cause I need somebody's help
I can't make it on my own,
So I'm givin' up myself
Is anybody listenin', listenin'?

I've been stranded here and I'm miles away
Making signals hoping they would save me
I lock myself inside these walls
'Cause out there I'm always wrong
I don't think I'm gonna make it
So while I'm sitting here on the eve of my defeat
I write this letter and hope it saves me

chorus
Is anybody listenin'?
Can you hear me when I call?
Shooting signals in the air
'Cause I need somebody's help
I can't make it on my own
So I'm givin' up myself
Is anybody listenin', listenin'?

I'm stuck in my own head and I'm oceans away
Would anybody notice if I chose to stay here?
I'll send an S.O.S. tonight
And wonder if I will survive
How in the hell did I get so far away this time?
So now I'm sitting here
The time of my departure's near
I say a prayer please, someone save me

Is anybody listenin'?
Can you hear me when I call?
Shooting signals in the air
'Cuz I need somebody's help
I can't make it on my own
So I'm givin' up myself
Is anybody listenin', listenin'?

chorus
I'm lost here
I can't make it on my own
I don't wanna die alone
I'm so scared
Drowning now
Reaching out
Holding on to everything I love
Crying Out
Dying now
Need some help

Is anybody listenin'?
Can you hear me when I call?
Shooting signals in the air
I need somebody's help
I can't make it on my own
I'm givin' up myself
Is anybody listenin'?

spaz up, losers.

2006-12-09T02:39:00.000+08:00

today i'm in a particularly spaz mood.
therefore, i shall post a particularly spaz post.
:D

WARNING
THIS IS A RIDICULOUSLY LONG POST.
THEREFORE...
IF YOU'RE FEELING TIRED, GO DUNK YOUR HEAD IN A PAIL OF WATER FIRST.
IF YOU'RE NOT, PROCEED WITH CAUTION.

shouldn't we start off we an appetizer first?
well, me and lina were playing dressups. well to be precise, we were dressing up guys. and of course, we made them as gheyish as we could.
-smiles innocently-
well here's one of em.

GETAWAYFROMMYDICK.jpg

most of you wouldn't find it funny, but the fact that we compiled several completely innocent items into something that spastic, that shows we're geniuses.

well, here's teh main course.
...a convo between me, lina, and crys!

-CRYSANDRA-tho separated,we will still be friends (:~0o says:
when are u visiting me?
if i could fall into the sky, do you think time would pass us by? says:
today.
if i could fall into the sky, do you think time would pass us by? says:
in fact.
if i could fall into the sky, do you think time would pass us by? says:
i'm outside.
-CRYSANDRA-tho separated,we will still be friends (:~0o says:
-opens door-
-CRYSANDRA-tho separated,we will still be friends (:~0o says:
i dun see anyone
if i could fall into the sky, do you think time would pass us by? says:
here!
if i could fall into the sky, do you think time would pass us by? says:
-waves from ceiling-
-CRYSANDRA-tho separated,we will still be friends (:~0o says:
-looks up- like whoa..wad's lina doing up there with u?
if i could fall into the sky, do you think time would pass us by? says:
she thought it was only safe with me.
if i could fall into the sky, do you think time would pass us by? says:
afterall, i'm her bodyguard.
-CRYSANDRA-tho separated,we will still be friends (:~0o says:
u are? i thought pearie dearie was
if i could fall into the sky, do you think time would pass us by? says:
no!
if i could fall into the sky, do you think time would pass us by? says:
she's an imitation!
if i could fall into the sky, do you think time would pass us by? says:
I'M THE BODYGUARD.
-CRYSANDRA-tho separated,we will still be friends (:~0o says:
her bombard of love letters is able to drive anyone away
if i could fall into the sky, do you think time would pass us by? says:
noooooo!
if i could fall into the sky, do you think time would pass us by? says:
lina's mine!
if i could fall into the sky, do you think time would pass us by? says:
T_T
-CRYSANDRA-tho separated,we will still be friends (:~0o says:
-throws lina out- go get her peeps
if i could fall into the sky, do you think time would pass us by? says:
-grabs lina-
if i could fall into the sky, do you think time would pass us by? says:
-kicks pear away-
if i could fall into the sky, do you think time would pass us by? says:
mine!
if i could fall into the sky, do you think time would pass us by?says:
xD
L!NA says:
my, my
-CRYSANDRA-tho separated,we will still be friends (:~0o says:
u know..u sound like harry in one of em fanfics.
if i could fall into the sky, do you think time would pass us by? says:
o_o
if i could fall into the sky, do you think time would pass us by? says:
urgh.
L!NA says:
people fighting over to bodyguard me?
if i could fall into the sky, do you think time would pass us by? says:
-suicides-
L!NA says:
nahh
if i could fall into the sky, do you think time would pass us by? says:
i'm your bg, right, lina?
if i could fall into the sky, do you think time would pass us by? says:
T_T
if i could fall into the sky, do you think time would pass us by? says:
not pear!
L!NA says:
im choosing LASTSHARK!
if i could fall into the sky, do you think time would pass us by? says:
LOL.
if i could fall into the sky, do you think time would pass us by? says:
LOST YOU FOOL.
(lostshark was a guy me and lina met in audition. apparently, he was deeply in love with lina.)
L!NA says:
xD
L!NA says:
LOL
L!NA says:
alright, LOSTSHARK
if i could fall into the sky, do you think time would pass us by? says:
LOL.
if i could fall into the sky, do you think time would pass us by? says:
NOOOO!
if i could fall into the sky, do you think time would pass us by? says:
-bares teeth-
L!NA says:
i wouldnt mind BUBBAHOG either
if i could fall into the sky, do you think time would pass us by? says:
back off, guys!
L!NA says:
i mean seriously, who would dare to get close to BUBBAHOG
-CRYSANDRA-tho separated,we will still be friends (:~0o says:
-takes out dog leash- come on ass, to go home
L!NA says:
LOL
if i could fall into the sky, do you think time would pass us by? says:
T_T
if i could fall into the sky, do you think time would pass us by? says:
-whines-
L!NA says:
lock 'er up with pear
if i could fall into the sky, do you think time would pass us by? says:
omg.
if i could fall into the sky, do you think time would pass us by? says:
i'll go home.
if i could fall into the sky, do you think time would pass us by? says:
please.
if i could fall into the sky, do you think time would pass us by? says:
bring me home!
if i could fall into the sky, do you think time would pass us by? says:
T_T
if i could fall into the sky, do you think time would pass us by? says:
what if pear becomes too attached to me?
L!NA says:
pear paradise is your home
if i could fall into the sky, do you think time would pass us by? says:
T_T
"pear paradise is your home." -echoes around room several times- says:
xD
(i had changed my dn to that seen above.)
L!NA says:
LOL
L!NA says:
I CAN JUST IMAGINE IT ECHOING
L!NA says:
XDDDD
"pear paradise is your home." -echoes around room several times- says:
same.
"pear paradise is your home." -echoes around room several times- says:
and i'll be like, "NOOOOOOOO!" -clutches head-
L!NA says:
XDDD
"pear paradise is your home." -echoes around room several times- says:
noooo!
"pear paradise is your home." -echoes around room several times- says:
let me off!
"pear paradise is your home." -echoes around room several times- says:
omg.
"pear paradise is your home." -echoes around room several times- says:
T_T
L!NA says:
-pear approaches-
"pear paradise is your home." -echoes around room several times- says:
get away from me!
L!NA says:
-pear strips-
"pear paradise is your home." -echoes around room several times- says:
-shrinks away to the corner-
(at this point, crys leaves the convo.)
"pear paradise is your home." -echoes around room several times- says:
eh!
L!NA says:
i guess even crys couldnt stand pear stripping
"pear paradise is your home." -echoes around room several times- says:
LOL
"pear paradise is your home." -echoes around room several times- says:
xD
"pear paradise is your home." -echoes around room several times- says:
but this is interesting.
"pear paradise is your home." -echoes around room several times- says:
like, we totally own mediacorp.

of course, this wasn't the end of it. but still, we don't want the post to go on forever, do we?
and didn't you enjoy it?
-grins widely-

i'll end off by wishing lina a safe trip tomorrow to hongkong!
don't you dare forget how to spaz by the time you get back!

sane again.

2006-12-05T21:37:00.000+08:00

alright, i was a little crazy some hours ago.
please forgive me for my psychotic behaviour.

i'm sane now, yes.

i hate myself.

2006-12-05T04:04:00.000+08:00

i just realised what i've just done.

i hate myself.

omg.

2006-12-05T01:55:00.000+08:00

i can't believe this.
i actually went to do it.

i remember i was shaking really hard. my hands were cold, and my face felt so hot i thought i was gonna pass out right there.
the last thing i thought was, "omgwthiswrongwithyouadorabelle, you'remad, you'repsycho, you'retotallygonnascrewup!"

but somehow, i got over it, and it turned out better than i expected.

...just like in that dream.

now i'm feeling really happy.
so happy to that extent that i feel like hugging myself and crying.
of course, none of that is gonna happen.

nothing's gonna happen, nothing's gonna change.
the only thing is that i'm gonna carry one less secret...

...and feel bloody happy about it.

and, i'm gonna thank jo, for reasons i shall not state here.
thanks jo! :D

mixed feelings.

2006-12-04T04:11:00.000+08:00

today, i had the sweetest dream i had in a long time.
i woke up positively glowing.
of course, it being so nice and all, it has its effects. apart from it keeping me in an awesome mood the whole day, there's been a more negative effect.

it's set me thinking for a long time.
should i really go out to do what i had did in that dream? they say you usually dream about your subconscious desires. i mean, i've never done it before, and there's a high possibility it'll backfire.

when i started thinking about all that, for some reason, my hands went cold and i started shaking.
maybe i shouldn't have pondered so much about it.
now there's this unsettled feeling in there somewhere, and i have a bad feeling the only way to get rid of it, is to just go out there and do that little thing i've been thinking about all day long.

no, i'm not gonna do it.

...but i might have to.

i'm having seriously mixed emotions.

stars.

2006-12-02T04:11:00.000+08:00

stars.

beautiful, mystical, eye-opening, dazzling.
stars, are described, in all that, plus a dozen other amazing words.

in my opinion, they're very interesting.
not in the aspect of how they look of course. i mean, blinking white spots hanging around in the sky.
just stunning.

i mean, interesting in how they are named.
true, the different names of stars are awesome.
but have you ever wondered what they really mean?

well, wonder no more, as i am here to expose it all.
(joy, that rhymes.)

have you ever heard of a star named breast?
or perhaps, even thigh?
attempts to find one related to my obscene nickname, aniple, were feeble ones, and it was much to my relief.

perhaps a few of you out there are now so inspired, you'd start researching on stars, and end up writing a book revealing all these very interesting pieces of information.
if so, remember to state my name in the "omg, i really, really, really, wanna thank..." column.

yes, such an amazing discovery was not made by myself.
most of the credit goes to lina (in small print), who did most of the research herself, then generously shared her words of wisdom with us.
credit also goes to crys, who exaggerated most of the information, and made it a hell lot more interesting.

yes.
however, if any of the information is wrong.
blame them.
-points-

...and with that, i bid thy farewell.

or thy.
or thou.
or thee.
...whatever.

mmph.

2006-11-28T03:56:00.000+08:00

haven't been posting for quite a while. i apologise for neglecting my blog.
=x

well, these few days have been quite a bore.
though well, the whole of yesterday was spent chasing after unfeeling sgeans who refused to even donate two bucks for the unprivileged children!
lina did all the talking, course.
me and benedict just stood there being extras, occasionally going, "thank you so much!", regardless whether they do or do not donate.
& me going, "good job lina!" almost after everytime managed to coax some poor tourist to donate.

today was an even more boring day, apart from me receiving a slap from my dear mother. the rest of the day was pretty much spent stoning.

well, since jo suggested typing a nice lil' post about "maplers/rakion-ers and their lack of spasm", i shall.
though well, i musn't say that all maplers cannot spaz. ):
i would be a hardcore mapler now, if my maple didn't stab itself to death.

let's ignore that, shall we?

well, anyway, i guess the point of this post is to pretty much embarrass our dear friend, shermie, ain't it, jo?

well, i can't think of anyway to do so right now, but if anyone's kind enough to send me a picture of him, i'll photoshop his face till there's a hole in teh picture!
-bares teeth threateningly-

...alright, some other time then.
when i think of more plans to scare the faint-hearted!

psle results!

2006-11-23T16:47:00.000+08:00

woohoo!
teh psle results are ouuutttt!

i'm so proud of you, jo!
you totally kicked ass with that score!
grats! <3

don't worry about it, crys.
but it really is a pity that you couldn't come to mg. ):
nevermind, i'm counting on you to take the spazclub interschool!
xD

i've yet to learn your score yet, ein.
but i know you're sure to ace it.
i mean, look at your blog!
i don't understand half of what you're writing even though i'm one year your senior. =x

and, sherman...
~~that's what you get from too much of maple & rakion.~~
:D

well, yuppers.
that's about it.
wasn't it just enlightening?

just a short one here.

2006-11-20T21:07:00.000+08:00

today's cip was alright, especially when i realised none of the guys turned up at all. i was particularly relieved when i found out that the two pigs from last week didn't turn up, since if they did, lina would force me to strip in fronta them.
x_x

...eh, anyway, moving on.

we went for lunch at macs, and guess who raided my meal and made a hell lotta noise?
surprise, surprise - ting lina.

while we were walking to macs, she suddenly burst out saying "i bought a happy meal and got a toy!". the way she was saying it in such a childish voice didn't hurt either.
everyone burst into fits of laughter and that earned us lots of attention from the public, didn't it?
xD

we were discussing topics about spiritual beings, when suddenly there was this scratchlike noise coming from the near corner of the room.
i jumped & lina made this strangled noise, and attempted to run away.
...typical.

when sarah mentioned that it could be someone trying to claw their way in...
...lina starting shrieking even louder, and her face of utter horror showed it all.
lmao. xD

for some reason, we speculated that it could be ainiah or priyanshu.
at that exact moment when we uttered "ainiah", the noise started up again.
we were way freaked.

but really, wasn't it a really random concept?
i mean, of all people.
x_x

lol, alright, that's about it.
until the next spastic event, laters! (:

ciping ain't fun. trust meh.

2006-11-17T23:06:00.000+08:00

"an apple a day causes the shinigami to stay."
-pear.

which is technically, true.

today's cip was exceptionally tiring, since well, there was an exceptionally large amount of tickets to sort out.
to make things worse, sarah & hwingers didn't come.
but that meant that that ass, cyl, didn't come either!
every cloud has a silver lining.

lina abandoned us at least two hours early, so me and ve were left to sort out everything.
and when i attempted to ask help from some guys, one totally ignored me, while the other took one stack of tickets, and for some retarded reason, put it back ten seconds later.
what the spaz.

screw them all!
okay, i don't mean it.
=x

anyway, five more days to the psle results!
lol, i'm more excited than any of you!

g'luck JO, PEAR, EIN, CRYS! <3

unforgiven.

2006-11-16T06:39:00.000+08:00

the hardest thing in life is to face your mistakes.

the next hardest thing is to admit them.

There's always been a part of me bugging myself, to go ahead and apologise to her.
but, i had given myself so many excuses that she was in the wrong, that i already had the mindset that i had been the victim all the time.
well, now that i've thought about it properly, i guess it's about time i ask for forgiveness.

of course, there's still a part of me that's stubborn and refuses to take any of the blame, but i'll ignore that for now.

all i want now, is to be forgiven, and relieve the pain of being hated. (:

deathnote. <3

2006-11-16T02:23:00.000+08:00

yeah, well, these days have been pretty boring. there ain't much nothing to do.
what kinda of holiday is it if you hafta do homework and read romeo & juliet?
not a holiday at all.

anyway, as you can see, i changed my skin!
death note!
i've been hooked onto that anime series lately, until i realised i couldn't find anymore episodes from seven or so onwards.
damn it.
x_x

well, i was initially planning on using a chobits skin, but i couldn't find one with shinbo in it at all! ):
ah well.
total disappointment.

well, i'm not really into long descriptions of my sad & pathetically dull life, so until next time!
:D

i'm going nuts.

2006-11-12T23:18:00.000+08:00

did you guys see the last incredible tales episode?
if you did, you would've noticed there was this story about two friends who lived in the same house, and somehow they heard and saw a lady in their separate rooms, at around the same time. apparently, she was humming.

well, for me, i don't exactly believe such shows.
but well, this time i've sorta encountered the same thing too.
i didn't see the lady at that time, but i heard her hum. just right beside my ear. okay, i know some of you must be scoffing at meh, but no, i'm serious.

when i pointed this out to my mum, she was totally freaked. she gave me this long talk about yin and yang, which i well, didn't exactly believe. but i was yeah, touched that she actually spent her time doing it. =x

so, yeaahhh, that's about it.
let's hope it's just my imagination, and i'm just a loony!
:D

beliefs.

2006-11-10T23:52:00.000+08:00

yoz. i found this on some website, and i thought it, yeah, kinda made sense to me.

if you believe in life,
it's because of death.
if you believe in god,
it's because of the devil.
if you believe in love,
it's because of hate.
if you believe in friendship,
it's because of loneliness.
if you believe in happiness.
it's because of pain.
if you believe in sunshine,
it's because of rain.

i don't know if you agree, but yeah. (:

spaz, anyone?

2006-11-08T18:51:00.000+08:00

sigh.
it's getting real boring these days. without teh spaz club that is.
T______T

i miss you, guys!
i miss...

lina, for her awesome intellect and generosity. (i mean, look at my pay.) i miss being chased around and practically being strangled to death, and getting my, ehhem, balls eaten. sigh, those good ol' days.
...bytheway, i don't need a dildo.

sarah, for looking dead serious, but obviously not being so. also for singing the melodious toilet makes meh happy song and dancing around the school like a freak.

toilet makes me happy~
oh so happy~
oh so happy!

hwing, for being such a great dude.
:D
for telling me about your new ipod & imac, which i'm totally not jealous about. i mean, jeez, who wants to have those useless items?!
-attempts to lie but fails miserably-

petra, for being such a loving father, believing in me still being a guy even after teh cannibal, lina, ate my reproductive organs.
& for offering half of your, ehhem, ball just when i needed it.
such a generous contribution.
T_______T

ve, for being my parent's daughter, so i don't get bullied all the time, but you being somewhat a shield.
& for being such a cute little sister, i feel like strangling you, and stuffing you into the bin.
no, i'm serious.

benedict & rachel for paying several centuries of my pay to join the lina fan club, and to erhm, touch her thighs?
maybe i shouldn't have said that.

...yes, i miss you guys so much!
<3

well, at least i get to see most of you tomorrow for cip!
:D
until then, muh friends!

holiday-ed much?

2006-11-06T22:25:00.000+08:00

yup, back from my five-day holiday to sydney.
& surprise, surprise, it sucked.

i mean, who wants a huge mirror placed less than one metre in front of their bed?
i know this sounds lame, but seriously, it gets scary at night.
and in the middle of the first night, some thing came up to me and took hold of my head and started jerking it back and forth.
now, that was scary.
no kidding. i couldn't even shriek or sit up and use my sister sleeping beside me as a shield or anything.
ah well.

on the plus side, we moved to a different room the next day.
& i found some money in the couch in that new room.
alright, fine, a buck twenty.

but still...
...a good sign!
xD

plusplus, they've got...
disney channel & mtv.
this sounds extremely immature. but yes, i'd rather dedicate half of my holiday getting my eyes glued to the television screen.

however.
on the minus side.
having my mother around is a pain.

she picks fights with taxi drivers. more than once.
she literally jumps with enthusiasm, and goes, "i want bread, i want bread!", when she fails to find a bakery in sydney.
she says i am to blame when my sister rebutts her every word. "you're bad influence!"

...i could go on forever, but i've decided, smartly, to shut up.

anyway, i saw this hilarious sign outside this store, which read...

IF YOU INTEND TO STEAL

FROM THIS STORE

SMILE FOR THE CAMERAS.

i like it.

alright, i'll spaz more some other time.

farewell, my faithful allies.

farewell.

yawn.

2006-10-29T21:36:00.000+08:00

yeah, life is getting more boring.
apart from me getting hooked onto this particular chinese series, which is rare by the way, which i spend hours watching on the net everyday...
...life is so routine.

lemme bring you through an exciting day of my life.
10am/12pm-4pm sleep.
4pm - 10pm/12am wash up, eat, watch teh tele, murder my sister for the computer, etc.
10pm/12am-10am while everyone's asleep, maple/audition/msn/watch drama episodes on the computer.

now isn't life just awesome?

gwah.
not to mention the homework that i have to do...

...i think i need a new life.

by the way, i'm not asking for sympathy here. who doesn't want to spend about ten hours on the computer non-stop? gimme a break.
i'm just feeling bored.

too bored, of each day, which in my opinion, drags itself across the floor, pulling me with it.

hello holidays!

2006-10-26T21:56:00.000+08:00

do you realise how widely asl is used?

today, while playing an online pictionary game called inklink, at least five people whispered asl? to me.
at first, i refused to reply.
but jeez, they sure were insistent.
so i played along.

someone by the name of sexybiotch kept bothering me, so after about the fifth time, and her volunteering personal information about herself, i decided to be nice.

asl?
oh, 51/shemale/usa. yourself?
ewww. sick...
too bad, sexy.

man, i sure am lame.
she shut up after that.
=x

that's how you freak people out.

anyway, today was quite eventless, apart from it being the start of the hols.

but i gotta say thank you, gi, for letting us crash at your house!
let's do it again someday! (:

nathan needs some lina-lovin'.

2006-10-25T16:16:00.000+08:00

oh, i'm sure we all know how fifteen year old nathan hartono has a huge crush on our very own gorgeous and sensational ting lina.
oh, and i'm sure we all know how nathan hartono tried to win over lina's heart during the staffroom r.a. concert, but failed terribly, due to his nervousness. he had failed to throw his rose to lina, but to some random, but very excited, ass in the crowd.
oh, i'm so sure we all know that.

so this time, me and my trusty ally, hwing, has decided to take some real action.
who's up for some song dedication for today's funfair?

me and hwing headed for the song dedication stand and proceeded to fill a form, after paying a mere fee of a buck, that goes something like this...

song nathan hartono - my crush

from nathan hartono

to ting lina

message hugs and kisses.

alright, the message was lame and really short, but if you were there and everyone was watching you, i'm sure you'll break into laughing spasms and scribble up the message.
when the message and song was read out, instead of lina going on her knees and hugging nathan hartono, wherever he was, she chased me around the quadrangle for about fifteen seconds into the song.

ahwell.
but deep inside, i swear i saw lina's eyes sparkle with hope and joy.
me and hwing has successful saved teen star nathan hartono.

...we ought to get a medal or something.

rip. tear. kill.

2006-10-24T22:19:00.000+08:00

fine.
my relationship with my mother hasn't been awesome all year round, but this time, i've had enough. i honestly feel like kicking her ass to hell.

she yells at me for no valid reason at all.

the day i didn't go to school because i was genuinely sick, she goes on a two hour rant about how i shouldn't have skipped school. i was down with a fever, for goodness sake. obviously the fact that i was ill was well forgotten. when i pointed that out, she quickly changed the topic.

not good enough?

okay, for example, i stand up and put my handphones on the table. she claims that i had slammed the handphones down, giving me a sharp blow on the head.
beat that.

and this time, she made me do my chemistry assignment. who in the right mind would do their homework due next year?! but i was so tired, i didn't really bother rebutting.
five minutes later, she asks me how the research was going. i went "dunno."
just that one word triggered a continuous chain of shouts from her.

"you don't know? then change your name to dunno tan lah! i should've named you dunno tan when you were born!"

in my opinion, that was pathetic.
it was so pathetic, i was tempted to scoff right in her face. but after thinking that through, i knew this wasn't such a good time to do so.

after that, her eyes travelled the headphones i was wearing.
"you think by wearing headphones, you can escape?! you are just escaping!"

escape from what?
i turned the volume up.

hey, i could go on forever, but i doubt you want to listen to all of it.

crys says that this feeling is international.
i hope it is.
this way, i know i'm not the only person in the world that wants to murder her mother and burn her alive.
this way, i know i'm not the only psychopath in the world.

my first post, and i'm going on about such depressing and irritating things.
forgive me.