my head's pounding like a drummer on crack

today turned out to be a strangely cultural day, considering how i woke up and spent half of it reading. anyway, visited my paternal grandma, then went to little india where sis and i got henna and then found this really cute shop with all sorts of fun things. we bought reindeer ears for 1.50 only which is awesome. was considering buying this light saber thing which actually lights up when it comes into contact with something. but then we had to go so my parents pulled us away from our mock fight and left this about 6-year-old girl playing on her own. ok, so maybe my mum was justified in calling us childish.

anyway, went to this temple dinner thing and i can still hear the man shouting prices in hokkien. basically there was this bid thing going on and boy, was he loud. and repetitive. on the bright side, now i can count from 1 to 10 in hokkien though i'll probably forget everything by tomorrow.

we left the dinner early cause it was late (hey i used use oxymorons in a sentence :D) and my sis needed to pee but refused to use those portable potties. got home, then ended up having a.. heated discussion with said sis over superficial things, ie looks. honestly, zinc is uncountable times prettier than my sis. and i know this, cause i've had to live with my sis for 13 years and i've seen enough pictures of zinc while working on odd. that, and i used to see her almost everyday when school was still on.

really, i wish my sis would stop insulting my friends. *huffs*

on a side note, i still find androgenous people good-looking, though i'm quite sure i'm not bisexual. why? cause right now, i really really really really hate breasts. there, i've said it. the big bad booby word. i mean they're just two big, or sometimes small, lumps on your chest. like, if they were anywhere else, everyone would have them removed. like tumours or cancers. so what is this thing with breasts. (ha i said it again) they're uncomfortable and heavy and totally un-aerodynamic, so one day if humans ever can fly, women will end up slower not cause of any metabolism shit but because they have breasts. honestly, breasts aren't even beneficial to females, they just mean you could end up with breast cancer. behold, the pink ribbon.

and since i seem to be on a roll (towards an early grave), breast removal surgery is called mastectomy btw. and going for it when you don't need it is as stupid as going for breast implants cause every surgery has its risks and it would totally suck to die from blood loss or some icky infection.

and i seem to have ended up at a completely different point from what i wanted to say. oh screw, my hand thinks on its own so don't blame me. this is also why guns are kill people. and before i stuff even more foots (feet?) in my mouth, i shall just stare at space.

which you could do too; just look to the left/right of your screen :D

for the record, i really love this skin and whooo. long post (y)

heaven didn't wait

damnit. why.

head in the stars

finally, a new skin. took me the whole day to do it, what with using tables for about the first time in my life. but floating divs were pissing me off because something kept screwing up. so yes to hell with that. and for the record, i reallyyyyy hate internet explorer. firefox beats it pants down. and i'm going to go back to reading my book about a booby girl. honestly, the author mentions her boobs every 10 pages.

oh and on a side note, ODD is coming along nicely and the pictures are pretty amazing. looking forward to the 1st :)

i want to believe

the creative writing course ended today. i can't say i'll miss it, but it feels a little sad to know that was the last lesson i will ever have in nanyang. and it wasn't too bad, to be honest. sure, getting up shit early every day sucked, but somehow i feel like i've actually learnt something. we read stories, we shared secrets, we went incognito in chinatown... i guess we had fun. so that's not too bad for a gcp; i don't think local cip could have been better. oh and how could i forget the chocolates.

to keep or not to keep

i seem to be posting more recently :/ *shrug* i guess i'm just too bored what with everyone else being overseas. and me being stuck in a creative writing course that actually has homework *head, table* anyway, i think i'm in love with my marble washed jeans. no idea what thats means, but i feel like i'm wearing a patch of the sky when i prance around in it :)

and of course, the boots came. and my mum freaked. and i freaked. and i fell in love. again. but since i can't keep both pairs, i had to make a painful choice between the two. sigh, why weren't humans created with eight legs? that would totally justify me buying 10 pairs in 2 months. thank goodness i managed to get rid of some impulse buys. and here... oh well i love the buckle ones too much to part with them so i'll miss you, you short studded things.

and my posts seem to be getting more and more frivolous :/ zzz.

HAPPY SIXTEEN YOU SILLY PERSON IN UK ;D

and a random photo that i just had to take. please support OHDOUBLEDAMN yeah :D (and i totally didn't draw on the book. i don't vandalise library books; really)

(i mean really, it's photoshop)

anyway went to times with jo today and i suddenly feel vaguely poor. no idea why, though the $100+ receipt would be a good place to start. i hate spending cash when i can avoid doing so; 30bucks of vouchers left to cash out before november 30. *feels vaguely upset over not having brought everything out :(

and i more or less fell into utter panic when i saw the heavy rain. in the end i scurried home under my too-tiny umbrella and the poor boots were completely rained on. i hope they dry right :X

saying no is hard

but on the bright side, this isn't as hard to turn down as other things i may face in the future. but it's really quite horrible. i have this compulsion to shop and i really really really want to buy things. i need to draw the line somewhere though, and i guess i can't have everything even if it pains me to see such a good opportunity slip away. and i just wish someone would take over some of my impulse buys :(

on another bright side, it's still less than the amount of money i've spent on dance, that is if i only count money spent on shoes. everything else added together... i could probably go on holiday with that same amount of money.

i wish i wasn't so obsessed with shoes. life was easier when all i collected was stickers.

who would have thought

it's things like this that make me believe all over again.

i want to see sheep too :(

sigh. they saw sheep. in uk.

WAAAAAAAAA. oh wells, better sheep than snape. if they saw him i'm going to legilimens them and steal their memories for storage in my non-existent pensieve.

anyway, violent thoughts aside... dance today was pretty violent too actually. hh was ok, but mtv was downright scary, what with the turns and crawling. crawling i tell you! oh but on second thought, it was less like "tottling baby" and more like "spiderman scaling wall". but horizontally of course.

and gahhhh. i have a massive pimple on my head between my eyebrows. not a very large expanse of space to begin with, it's like adding insult to injury. stupid dingo eyebrows. stupid pimple. it's massive. my mum called it my third eye. what am i supposed to see with it? the ghosts of popped pimples?

honestly, i'd rather never find out.

i guess my life has been filled with lots of knife twisting recently, though at least i didn't have a total breakdown sending them off yesterday. i don't think i'll ever get to go to uk, pity. but... there are worse things to be upset over. hence i shall stop being materialistic/superficial (not really related actually though my mum has been accusing me of that) and... think deep thoughts? apparently the antonym of materialistic/superficial is spiritual/profound. i'm not really sure if i'm ready to handle spiritual but... profound... "the universe is the illusion that sustains all reality"?

zzz can't believe i'm quoting xiaxue. and i swear, i normally don't read her blog/watch her videos cept my sis seems to have a thing for her. (ok eww bad image). but she's kinda funny, once you get over the fact that it's weird seeing an asian face with blonde hair. it just doesn't work. and since i don't have a problem with swearing, yeahhhh. and i'm not one to critique, so... i don't really know what i'm saying anymore. i should just go sleep.

shitxzx i need a growth potion

OMG I'VE ONLY GROWN 2CM IN 4 YEARS.
FUCK I'M DOOMED.

"shoes make me happy. i'm superficial. whatever."

at last count it was 19 pairs of shoes. with 2 more coming. ohhhh i'm so dead the moment my mum finds out. then again, i still have the first pair of sneakers i ever bought, and that was almost 7 years ago. (bah i'm sentimental like that) so if i can't let go of the old, will i ever be able to bring in the new without feeling bone wrecking guilt? i guess it's a good thing i'm trying to sell the pairs that i've yet to have worn, meaning that there's still no emotional dependency on them yet.
on another note, me and ying spent an insane 150bucks at topshop yesterday. it hasn't really sunk in yet, but oh. my. god. and i don't regret it one bit. cause after lusting over it for months on end, i finally managed to buy the aztec boots. a little loose, but fits fine with an insole. and it was only 60bucks, compared to the original 180+. and since everything we got was on sale, we saved 260bucks so yes it was worth it.

but of course, now i'm completely broke. which is depressing. cause there was an amazing pair of jeans at f21 today. sigh, this is a sign that i'm going shopping too much. i'd like to blame ying. if she didn't lose her ezlink nor did she need to get her eyes checked (which she didn't do in the end -.-), i would be about 100 dollars less poor right now. but... honestly i'm quite happy that she dragged me out of my bed at insane hours (really, it's not normal to wake up before 1pm during the school hols). so thanks, even though you're not a rich friend but hey you're a nice friend so i guess that's enough.

and don't you dare sell your babies away. (sounds... wrong)

and buy me nice things in uk. or at least take pictures of hot long haired guys. and since you've reminded me, i shall promote ODD! please click the image below to be directed to the best thing you'll ever see in... awhile? i can't actually say in your life, since our next collection may be better :D anyway, yes, do support ying, zinc and i at our soon-to-be-opened blogshop. you can check out the preview now and sign up for our mailing list.

thank you!

BACON AND CHEESE (ON A STICK)

random stress reliever.

and somehow i can't believe it's the day before O's and i still haven't started studying.
i'm so doomed.
x_x

i worked my ass off for 4 years and all i got was an empty tube

lots and lots of things to be happy about right now. yesterday was completely awesome doing all sorts of random things during class time and taking pictures and signing in grad mags. graduation ceremony was ok, being exciting but really hot and a little boring and sal was hyperventilating next to me (though that sort of contradicts boring. actually it was kinda scary. ok very scary. poor zinc). anyway the after was awesome. lots of food + donuts + ice cream + taboo. and tanny seems to have lost more hair :/ and i can't believe we got home so late. like we reached eunos at 11.20pm and it would have been midnight or something if we hadn't taken a cab.

i guess it's no surprise i completely couldn't stay awake during chinese supplementary today cause it was so damn early and i was so freaking tired. being sleep deprived should be illegal. they should lock me up and make me sleep. not that that would take a lot of effort from them, whoever them is. and it wouldn't hurt if they gave me a snape doll to hug :)

anyway, came home after chinese and slept all the way till dinner when i got rudely woken up to be informed that my sis has decided to name her hamsters ham and bacon. when i was properly awake, about 2hours later, i told her to rename them to bacon and cheese, which really sounds and tastes much better. and dinner was great because we bbq-ed lots of meat and marshmallows. the meat was good. really good. marshmallows were nice too. yum.

and the ohdoubledamn site is done so if you're bored, check it out and sign up for our mailing list or give me some comments about the layout. preview shots will be uploaded soon. can't wait for our launch :D

self torture so isnt right

FINALLY IT'S DONE

now to edit shit loads of pictures
sigh

time to show some house pride

on a rare stroke of luck, i managed to find that elusive snake ring at diva at t1. so my little piece of slytherin now brings the final count to 13 rings costing a total of $92. which happens to be the price i can get a shit gorgeous pair of wedges for. or feed a man for half a month. but it's also a lot less than a trip to uk, so technically i've spent less than i could have...

ok i feel less guilty now. and considering that i got my ring and my book (the one in the background), i actually feel quite good in fact. pity the weekend's ending. back to school tomorrow to face more chinese and more guilt when i can't finish lao shi's zuo wens.

total brain drain

damnit i need inspiration.
for so many things.
how do i do a lj skin?
what would be a good tshirt design?
i'm sick of seeing this skin on my blog.
i need to sleep more.
looking forward to this is it.
really really looking forward to this is it.
i still have no inspiration.
tick tick.
tick tock.

the thirteen biker gang?

i can't believe we cycled for three hours for no particular reason at all, and from 10 to 12+ too at that. we had nada displacement and all i got out of it was a bloody massive sunburn. i'm red from head down and my collarbones hurt. almost my entire arm is sunburned, except my fingers which is weird but i suppose that's cause they were curled around the handlebars. and i have bloody tanlines now. TANLINES MY GOODNESS. i haven't even been tan in goodness knows how long and now... it's a really disturbing sight.

anyway, after cycling was bowling and that was quite random (what skillzxz??) though i took great pleasure in trying to convince joey that i was a vampire since all the pictures of me turned out totally blurry. and considering how i burn under the sun like nobody's business that might hold some truth ;)

and i would random more about the brief and equally fruitless trip to vivo but i need to go drown myself in aloe vera. and damnit issit supposed to feel so much like coating myself with superglue?

fond memories

sometimes i look at my old skins
and i wonder
how on earth did i do that?!

SO BLOODY FAWESOME

hahas im not sure what is BUT YAYYYYY IM STILL IN POST-EOY EUPHORIA. AND TYPING IN CAPS IS SO FUN BUT I THINK SOMEONE IS GONNA SHOOT ME DOWN IF I CONTINUE DOING THAT.

and damnit hairdressers are really strong :/ went with ying to the salon near her house yesterday and blew 30bucks on some treatment thing. they rubbed some thing into my hair and made it all foamy and bigggggg. and for the first time in years my hair was blown dry. do you have any idea how weird it is to have a hairdryer blowing at your head when the last time you used it was to dry your socks???? and in the middle of nowhere in some container like cabin too at that.

as in for the socks, and not a salon in the middle of nowhere and yeah. and damnit the spot on my neck still hurts from their firm massage.

anyway went window shopping with ying today at ion and shit bloody fawesome shitzzzzz. I WANT TO BUY MANGO JEANS. i hate not having money. but if all goes well maybe i will have money eventually :/ soon, yes sooooooooooooon. heh heh heh.

and omg i'm in love with meat right now. like thick chunky lumps of meat, more commonly known as steaks to the civilized world. but meat is so fawesome and all i had for dinner today. oh speaking of food, the curry chicken bake rice at delifrance is bloody expensive but all together quite good. and WHY DOESN'T COKE COME IN GLASS BOTTLES ANYMORE? they look so much sexier that way.

and ok mad rant here but ok nvm ranting is good. i'm gonna have to attend a bloody creative writing course and i shall hence practice expressing myself yeah. so... i'm reading dead until dark by charlaine harris right now and i must say its quite good. no idea if it was written before twilight but there are some similarities. like there's a mind reader, except it's the human and not the vamp. but the vamp can levitate, which is coooooool. and apparently shes tastes differently too :/ but at least the story isn't a love story (though they spend too much time fucking each other) and actually has mysteries that involve solving. i hope the story progresses well and doesn't have a horrible ending. oh and the vamp glows, which i guess is less weird than sparkling.

finally

IT'S OVER!!

a whole new world

"In school, lots of people bully me because I'm fat."
" In school, we're classified into high class and low class. high class are them who wear expensive, branded stuffs and their dads are mostly rich. low class are geeks. basically, they're copying gossip girls."
"In school, I have no friends. And the people who pretend they are my friend are bitches."
" In school, my 'friends' like to steal my real friends. damn bitch sia!"
" In school, i get teased on because i'm short, and this bastard like to touch my face. Pervert much."
"In school, its hell. let me tell you: HELL. i made a big bloody mistake of going to this freaking secondary school which does not have tamil. and guess wat? all of the bloody people in there are racists. one day i am going to take a gun to school and shoot all of them."
"In school, i'm a very quiet person. I have only a few friends to talk with, the rest i treat them all as transparent, just like how they treat me too."

i just realised how lucky i am. lucky to be in nanyang and lucky to have the friends i have. sometimes i wonder if it's this kind of environment that has turned my sis into the person she is. i wonder if i should start taking her seriously when she talks about bitches and gangs.

why is it so bloody hot

damnit this sucks why must it be so damn hot today. and i cant on my aircon (zinc i can't believe you did) because then it'll just get hotter and hotter and more people will on their aircons and then we'll all just melt into one giant gooey puddle of human innards.

ah shit i really want to on my aircon. and i feel like spending money that i don't have. sigh. i need to find myself a sexy severus fic. just in case i end up all necrophilic again like last night when i was looking for mj posters :X

shit i need those tickets

THIS IS IT

can't wait for this to be over

damnit damnit damnit why must there be bio tomorrow. if it was on friday then it still wouldn't be too bad. but TOMORROW?!!! WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!

I CANT FIT 400PAGES OF BIOLOGY INTO MY HEAD LIKE THAT.
(let's not forget the slides and the notes and essays and I CAN'T FIND MY NOTES FROM LAST YEAR AND PREVIOUS BLOCK TESTS. WHERE THE HELL ARE THEY!!)

sigh. oh well. the point is not to be stumped by an immovable rock, but to pretend to be an unstoppable force meeting an immovable rock. you still don't get anywhere, but at least you have super powers :)

4 3 MORE PAPERS TO CRASH AND BURN.

it's close to midnight...

ok so actually it isn't, but thriller just started playing and the first line is kinda cool :D and even though i didn't do much revising today, i'm quite happy cause now i'm the proud owner of a mj concert dvd which i am dying to watch but unfortunately can't. i need to stop distracting myself. but that's impossible. if i'm a distraction to myself i can't possibly remove the distraction cause if i remove myself then what's left to do the studying?

ok i'm a bit confused right now. i shall just study what i can study and not do what i don't know how to do. better than studying everything without sleeping and then not be able to finish the paper even though i know how to do the questions. that's just a complete waste of effort. then again, the whole point of studying is not for the exam grades but for the point of learning stuff. but if there weren't exams i wouldn't be studying anyway. so better to study just for the marks then to not study at all right?

edward scissorhands

now that's a cool edward.

this is why pepsi beats coke

either you're wrong or you're right

wow, it's been so long since i last blogged. anyway, chem paper sucked today. and i don't think i'm gonna do well and don't tell me i will cause i know i wont. let's not burn down any more paradises, i just hope to get... 65 - 70%?

and on the way home i was talking to zinc about the furry ones and since i can't remember what i wanted to blog about, i shall post pictures of cute adorable animals :D

see zinc they look like weasels!

and then, of course they grew bigger. and bigger.

and here's the shot of christy trying to fish that i was talking about :D

sigh. i miss being p5 when exams were shorter and homework was easier. and when the dogs were smaller and all together less loud :/

it's lovely to have an ambition at last :)
WE'LL MAKE THIS SHIT WORK AFTER EOYS!

im having corn and mushroom soup

hello you need to update real soon!

if you're seeing this and it's past ten thirty already, GO AND SLEEP! :D

what a huge snowball

i'm not sure what sucked more today, that i no longer have something to look forward to, or that i fell for a bloody obvious phishing scam.

happy birthday mummy !!

had chili crab for dinner today :D no mantous, but still awesome. then the cake was... funny. the candles were nearly completely gone by the time the cake was cut. but other than that, quite good. mmm :D

oh but on a side note, when i was looking for a lighter to light the candles, i found this pair of really awesome metal chopsticks with cool engravings. i then tried to cast spells at vicky, but after numerous failed stupefys and wingardium leviosas (and one random tarantallegra; why must the spell names be so long ._.) i got kinda demoralised. then my sis called me childish and just to spite her, i tried a levicorpus on vicky and being the awesome dog she is, vicky rolled over and stuck her foot in the air! ( and she looked so kyuteeeeeeeeeee (L) )

and most importantly, i no longer doubt the authenticity of mlias :]

i detest you damsels

muahaha I'm back!

Anddd..today's topic is.. the Damsels in Distress!

ARGH i cannot stand damsels in distresses. Like for example in those mediocre fantasy stories:
The poor thing is usually a royal princess/powerful mage/Captain Universe but somehow therewould be a proverbial wrench in the works, causing her to quite conveniently lose her powers, but never, Heaven forbid, her feminine charms.

Next comes along this strapping young chap, and the almighty evil villain who seeks to rule the world. For some reason or another, the strapping young fool would go, "Ar, you nasty scallywag! I'll tear your head off your shoulders!" So off he goes, dragging along the poor maiden along with him. Surrounding them, of course, would be a Band of Would-be Heroes, which will pale in comparison to the sole might of the protagonist.

So off they go! After some trials and tribulations, in which all escape unscathed, either a) the villian kidnaps the damsel or b) she slumps tragically on the floor due to some magical parasite/fatal disease/H1N1. Either way, the damsel feels compelled, no matter how strong and pro her character is, to warble "save me! save me!" in a more lyrical and poetic way. Then she says "Oh! Why not leave me behind! I am unimportant to our collectuve quest!" Hence, she cleverly guilt-trips the lad, who then feels honour-bound to save her.

Which he does, pretending all the while that it is a difficult and heroic quest to undertake. And after several more damsel in distress situations, he fights the villian, who simply cannot win against his sheer power of true love/desperation/insanity. They then return home and live happily ever after.

The flaws and contradictions in characters never cease to surprise, as do the sheer helplessness of these damsels and amount of poetry spouted in times when they are supposed to be running for their collective lives. Why is it that there are only damsels in distress and never men in mess? It would be an awfully funny story to read. Imagining a man in a woman's situation is always loads funnier than a woman in a man's situation.

i think i may be bipolar

perhaps a wee bit overdosed with topless jeans-clad males, but it does look cool. (and oh major eww @ robert pattinson. he looks better with his shirt on)

you're my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy when skies are grey

everything's gonna be alright! :D

i think it's only when we experience such depressing times that we cherish happy and carefree moments. just get back right up and keep going!

when the shit hits the fan

i think i'm on the verge of a nervous breakdown. or maybe i'm already there. and i don't even know why. though i suppose mrs ting assigning us the project on our ideal school probably triggered it.

thinking about what i would really enjoy only made me realise how far reality is from it. i suppose i can honestly say that i. hate. school. i have nothing against learning or education, but its the means in which it's being carried out that makes me hate it so much. all i feel like doing right is throwing all my textbooks into a bonfire and hop around chanting windows! doors!

and somehow, i'm back to wondering about the point of school. so perhaps the whole point of studying is to get good grades to get a good future doing some non 9-5 job so that we don't spend the later part of our lives doing more or less what we're doing right now. but i still don't see the damn point. the only studying we're doing is memorising and regurgitating. i've written enough reflections to know how bloody moral i need to be to get a good grade which supposedly gives me a brief flash of happiness. damnit a cup of mango ice blended can make me happier.

i need to stop degrading into swearing in every consecutive sentence. but regardless, the studying just never seems to end. we study for this EOY just so that we can study for the next EOY and the next, and the next and it just goes on and on until finally we graduate with some form of respectable degree. i feel like a goddamn hamster on a wheel. and if you do well for something, they'll expect more of you and push you harder and harder. if i can run this fast on the hamster wheel they're just going to keep pushing to see how fast i can go until something snaps and i spend the rest of my life burnt out. i suspect that's what happened already.

i think i used to care more. but now the world can go to hell for all that matters. if some warning siren sounds i'll run out with flags to encourage whatever weapon of mass destruction that's heading our way to just bloody hurry up already. i guess civic responsibility just wasn't meant for me. but if that big toy in the sky would wipe just me off the face of this earth then boy would i be even happier. i have never really been a big fan of dragging innocent bystanders down with me.

actually, i don't even know why i'm freaking out over this or EOYs. i havent even started EOY revision and if chem o is sending me into this much emotional upheaval, i think i'm not cut out for persuing an academic life. i think i want to be a librarian.

and i have no idea what's wrong with me right now though i sincerely apologise for whatever bridges ive burnt along this precarious road of self destruction. i think i'll go stare at the wall for awhile and let my subconscious cry its heart out because i have no idea what it's so upset about. nothing's changed. and i suppose that's cause enough to be sad.

though i suppose depression may be contagious. apparently some girl jumped off a builing in bedok today. nevertheless, i shall just hope whatever self salvation instinct i have left kicks in soon. i hope i'll have a chance to pick up the pieces.

this is what is actually ON my to-do list:
dushubaogaox3
math port
re[dead key]ision
sell phones
crack -lack-erry -or mum
purchase ph[ah keys]use 4 speakers
setup new internet
possi-ly purchase new key-oard.

RAWR

ouch toothache

my sis just majorly freaked out when she found out that what my maid said was pork was actually beef and that she had actually eaten beef after not doing so for so long. from what i know she's definitely not religious so i'm starting to wonder if maybe she can see the spirit of dead cows and maybe i should stop eating beef too. and now i'm trying to decide which sentence was longer.

on a side note, i think someone used my email to sign up for a viagra newsletter.

i think i just pulled a thought muscle

i think one of the dangers of taking long showers, aside from thoroughly prune-ing myself, is that i end up thinking too much.

and now that i'm slightly less drenched and significantly cleaner, all those deep insightful thoughts seem to have slipped away. who knows where they go to, but i guess it's not somewhere you'll find purple bunnies nibbling on oreos.

and... oh what the heck. i might as well spew all the random wishy washy muses my head cooks up. and on the menu today, would be... people. so i'm obviously not talking about cannibalism here (don't look so shocked) but more on .. well, people. and how they've affected me. and since this isn't like the usual random things i dish out, do try and take it with a pinch of salt.

so... i guess i'll have to hope my ramblings make sense later, seeing as how i can't organise my thoughts on the fly. and i can't do lists too, nor plan stuff, nor any other form of organisational work. which i suppose this person can.

she's really quite awesome, and somewhat inspiring. she's such a nice person, i wonder if sometimes i should try to be more like her. i probably should learn to be as disciplined as her i guess, because then maybe some of my work would get done. and i guess i need a more optimistic outlook in life. i probably need to learn to be more patient too, and i guess she's helped me realize a lot of things.

and i suppose this other person has made realize a lot of things too. though she scares me sometimes; quite an enigma she is. i admire her strong beliefs, and her resourcefulness, and her all around ability to think quickly on the spot. her achievements are quite humbling, and sometimes i wonder if i should be a little more driven.

and then there's another person, who's really lucky in that she knows what she wants out of life. i hope you end up where you want to be, and do send some postcards when you get there. and i guess being cautious can be good, but sometimes taking risks and generally doing something different is good too. maybe i should try tackling life like the way i play bridge, though i probably wont be so lucky as to end up with a royal flush. and i really have to thank you for introducing me to... well something that i really enjoy now. perhaps not too friendly on my rather insubstancial fiances, but nevertheless still something i enjoy.

and then... yet another enigma i suppose. then again, i suppose everyone's an enigma, seeing as how i'm absolute hogwash at reading people. but back to the point. i don't really know what to say. you seem to have found a nice balance all around and you know how to get what you want. i guess this is where i have to learn to assert myself. though i envy how you've had the chance to read so many amazing books. so we've got different tastes in them, as well as in everything else, but we were quite different to start with. i think you've changed me a lot. and believe it or not, you seriously altered the course of my one tiny life when you introduced me to the world of harry potter (don't blame her; i'm sure she meant well at that time). but, it was good. and yes, being obsessive is bad. and... ok so i think i'm still quite obsessive, but at least it's only on fanfiction and not useless things like pet society. and... this is really getting quite long.

and i guess we've all changed. quite a lot, actually. and i think it's time this soul searching stopped. if this gets any sappier i think silas will scoff at me. bah, i love you too. try not to lag so much yeah.

and cookie, amber, angel and kimberly, i'm sorry for feeding you so much. please don't die on me anytime in the near or distant future. and vicky, you're snoring.

Az ich vel zein vi yener, ver vet zein vi ich?
If I would be like someone else, who would be like me?

time to spread the horror

i'm not sure if i should start roflmao-ing or searching for spoons to dig my eyes out. regardless, this is definitely not one for the faint of heart.

random much

well, such..creative designs you have been bestowed with! Fortunately I'm ineligible for such outbursts of creativity :D

And you, my dear friend, are addicted to fanfiction

this is an abomination

no i'm not into masochism. my sis decided to bestow that upon me.

la la irohke cha cha cha ro ah. shinandago ya lacha lacha ta ta~!

harder, better, faster, stronger

somehow it just never occurred to me that i spent 8 hours on a 2minutes-long video. then again, it'd probably be less if i were to minus away the time spent downloading codecs, restarting my com, converting video formats, waiting for windows movie maker to hang and close before reopening, etc etc. but looking at the final product, i guess its not too bad and if we win anything with it, then it would definitely have been 8 hours well spent.

and even though i only had 1/2 an hour's worth of sleep yesterday morning, i'm not feeling very sleepy now that i've read a fanfic. i recall coming home and wanting to just collaspe into a century-long hibernation but i somehow feel a lot more rejuvenated now. i suppose fanfic is to me what religion is to... religious people.

i wonder if this is what it's like to have a firm belief to draw strength from :/

i want a photobucket pro account ):

ack. it happened. i never thought it would. but it did. i can't believe it. but now i have to do something i have been putting off for a long time.

and no i'm not talking about selling my sister to aliens. ( especially since she shared cookies with me today [: )

anyway, my bandwidth exceeded D: now there's a giant chunk missing from this skin. i don't really know what to say. the fact that my bandwidth exceeded means my images have been viewed a lot, which i guess should be flattering. but now my skins are all messed up, which is just a downright pain in the ass. and now i have to make yet another photobucket account, just to make sure such a thing doesnt happen again. and i'm out of username ideas, seeing as ive already resorted to using my favourite foot outerwear. (then again maybe it's inner wear, since shoes are outer wear :/)

on the bright side, my room smells like new bags :D

cookayyeeeee

it was the first day of cookie sales for fundraising today and to my utmost surprise, we actually had a crowd. wow. who knew our school loved cookies so much. but i'm really worried about the additional cookies we ordered. there may not be as many repeat buyers, and though we sold out today, we may end up with leftovers for tomorrow. i mean we ordered 280 more for tuesday and wednesday, which would mean that we need at least 140 more people to buy from us tomorrow. that's... really a lot. but i suppose we'll need the extra sales, since our profit margin isn't as high as we'd like but seeing as how people keep accusing us of ripping people off, we don't really have much of a choice.

either way, trying to memorise chinese poems is deathly hard. me and ying ying and i were making a fool (fools?) of ourselves at the waffle place today where we tried to study and the staff ended up laughing at us and commenting and occasionally asking us random questions or answering our noobish questions when we couldn't read the chinese characters in our notes. sigh. i hope i dont mix everything up tomorrow :X

(emperor wang entrusted to the cuckoo his spring passion!)

sigh. i think i shall give up studying. seeing as how i don't even know what subjects we're tested on. and... gah i need to restrain myself. though i suspect i may have been egyptian in some previous lifetime, seeing as how im obsessed with pyramids which i obviously can't own and hence chose to surround myself with insane amounts of pyramid studs. but... that is a rant for another time. i am just too broke right now.

an empty purse makes for a heavy heart

i suddenly really hope i end up in the work experience program; i would really appreciate the pay, no matter how measly.

honestly, it sucks to be unemployed. and i would say it sucks to be a student, but seeing as how there are student offers and prices, there are some plus points to still be studying. regardless, i want to be richhhhhhhhhh. (recalls a similar conversation with zinc)

and... life is too distracting. especially since ying's package is sitting on my table and i'm simply itching to tear it open. i'm not sure why, but some instinctive part of me just likes opening wrapped items, even if the item is wrapped in a plain brown envelope. sigh, it's been years since i received a real wrapped present that i could tear open.

and since i'm not doing work, which is hardly surprising, i should go to sleep -.-

but i don't really want to, since i'm savouring my first night of actually having working lights after goodness how long. sitting in the dark rushing out my mathematics portfolio was simply so depressing i wonder why i havent turned to self-mutilation yet. and i suppose the next thing to look forward to is to being able to use the aircon. sigh, sucks to be me.

Altsding lozst zich ois mit a gevain.
Everything ends in weeping.

hijack time.

actually, im not really in the mood to post.

nevermind, just know that the hijacker's life is sucking really bad.

rawr.

it was the patient, cut-flower sound of a man who is waiting to die

so i've finished the name of the wind, again, and very much like the first time, i would kill to have the second book in my hands. unfortunately, nothing can get me something that does not exist. i shall have to make do with reading fanfiction for now.

on a side note, i think my dad is finally going to call in that promise i made in exchange for getting contacts. not that i wasn't expecting him to do so, but honestly, pink golf balls? i have nothing to say.

and despite repeated lookings and bothering of library staff, it seems the library catalog has failed me. i can't seem to find the second book for the black magician series and it is imposible to say how utterly depressed that has left me. but being a person who doesn't buy books, i guess i'm used to waiting for it. and i suppose that is another reason why i prefer to read slowly, since logically speaking, what has been waited for should be slowly savoured and never rushed. and considering how an author probably spends months or years writing a book, the least one could do is dedicate a few days solely to appreciating his or her efforts.

and i suppose this lengthy pointless rant is all an unconscious effort to avoid starting work. honestly, if i put in as much effort in doing work as i currently do in procrastinating, i might actually end up with no work to procrastinate about. and where would the fun be in that?

and my toilet ceiling is leaking at such a constant rate i could probably learn to stay on beat by listening to it go drip drip drip. and unfortunately, there seems to be nothing that can be done about it.

oh and in lieu of all the unnecessary double posting that has been going on, i've gotten a new tagboard. and why now after all this time? well, it just felt good being able to actually do something about a bothersome nuisance for once.

drip drip drip.

money is round, so it rolls away.

never more than right now

lookbook.nu

damn i want a snape doll too.

bling for a budding slytherin

kill me now.

teddybear trafficking

i honestly think i've laughed too much today. but patrick rothfuss is seriously as funny as his book is good. i think i may start worshiping him soon. (i hope book two comes out before someone tries to turn me into a canned fangirl)

anyway, i need to stop losing track of all the fantasy serieses (seriess? what the hell is the plural of series!) i'm reading. and bloody hell, every copy of turn coat by jim butcher is either on loan or reserved at the library. HOW HORRIBLY HORRID. and me being unable to afford the 1.55 it costs to reserve a book, i shall wait until i chance upon a copy or harry dresden visits me in a dream (ha like jen's! i honestly wouldnt mind living out the book in my head :D)

and i realised that this blog is kinda dead, but somehow i have nothing much to rant/rave about. i wonder how zinc manages to update so often :/ and i need a new skin. and i need to start borrowing books i want to read before my table ends up buried under scribbled-on hotpink post-its. and i need to do my math portfolio. actually just homework in general would be a good start.

and robotics... is going to kill me. i seriously have no idea what to do at all. like completely clueless. it's a really depressing feeling to know that you're up against so many (300+ teams?) and there's nothing you can do to help yourself because you're already at your wits end and you just don't know what to do. and janice is sick and and joey is in london and we're the only sec 4 team and the only team that actually has the full 5 members. the expectations are so blatantly there that a giant blinking neon sign would be ten times more subtle. and the fact that we're called robotation does not help matters. yes our team is called robotation, i kid you not.

and for the record, i think gravity hates me.

SCREW

SCREW. SCREW. SCREW.

WE SHALL MAKE IT TO THE SEVEN HELLS AND BACK! haha

seven is such a magical number :D

Except that today was like the "roasting you alive and poking you with pitchforks" hells and tomorrow is the "suck your brains out and pound you with an anvil" hell. Each unique, but equally painful. And SLOW.


SCREW. SCREW. SCREW.

PS I realised that it's actually 6.5 hells. But oh well.

OH MY GOD

a prince without a happily ever after

------

"I have spied for you, and lied for you, put myself in mortal danger for you. Everything was supposed to keep Lily Potter's son safe. Now you tell me you have been raising him like a pig for slaughter-"

"But this is touching, Severus," said Dumbledore seriously. "Have you grown to care for the boy after all?"

"For him?" shouted Snape. "Expecto patronum!"

From the tip of his wand burst the silver doe: she landed on the office floor, bounded across the office and soared out of the window. Dumbledore watched her fly away, and as her silvery glow faded he turned back to Snape, and his eyes were full of tears.

"After all this time?"

"Always," said Snape.

OMG INKHEART!!!

so i'm 7 months late, but whattheheck. DUSTFINGER IS SO BLOODY HOT. i need a picture of him in all his topless fire breathing glory :O :O :O :O

and honestly the movie is bloody cool, and it has a happy endingggg :D (L) (L) (L)

and no jen i have not forgotten about snape. and shit, i want to read myself into hogwarts.

damn.

Oops

Limelight was awesome! :D:D
Kind of. If you don't count that bit about walking home in heels.

Today, I saw this really cute cat sticking his/her/its head out between the window bars. So I took a picture. But now my phone has gone bonkers on me so I can't upload the pic :(

And..I'm gonna have dinner at 9.30 -.- because my brother has decided that he wants to eat nice tasty junk food. So I had to order in. Not him coz he wants to sleep. Bloody hell. Could have just walked to the hawker centre and got myself dinner. But no....

Anyway,
BLOCKS are ROUND THE CORNER!!!!!!!


P.S. Kai, I deleted it

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dear kai,

thank you for buying limelight tickets and baking cookies and for the pretty rose. (: not forgetting the free advert space the concert had on your blog teehee.

loves forever,
zinc(:

sex bunnies?!!

ahhh the kitties are gone!!! D: D: D: D: D: D: D: D: D: D:

and i refuse to wear a dress D: D: D: D: D: D: D: D: D: D:

and jen what happened to your post!! D: D: D: D: D: D: D: D: D: D:

tis a depressing day :/

this is not a bike advert

i happened to pass by the two kitties on my way home on friday and just couldn't resist the temptation to take a few shots. i then ended up playing with them for a good 15minutes while people hurried by wondering what the hell i was up to. either way, cute kitties. please don't step on them.

hello there pretty

i think i'm in love with receiving packages in the mail. it's just so exciting to pick up this massive envelope and eagerly tear it apart to behold the prize within.

though i think this isn't a very healthy attraction for my bank account, i can't seem to help myself, particularly with everything being so accessible on the net and homework being so repugnant. it's so easy to just leave a comment, reply an email, then stop by an atm to make payment. even making payment is fun! :O

gee, i really hope this is just a passing phase before my mum sees the balance left in my account and faints.

and singapore's weather should just drop 5degrees.

wear that middle finger proud

屋漏偏逢连夜雨，船沉又遇打头风。今天实在是太倒霉了。

i was out with my mum and sis today and at the mrt platform, some guy tried to fine me for drinking water. i've seen people eating and drinking every time i go to an mrt and yet it had to be today of all days. what's more, i only took my bottle out cause my sis wanted water and i didnt want to give her and my mum insisted i did. so i took it out and since it was out, took a small sip and passed it to her. she then proceeded to gulp it down like a mammoth. then some time passed and this mrt staff walked up looking all official and important and asked for my identity. and because it's truly part of the singaporean character to mind everyone's business, a cleaning lady walked up and started shrieking “就是她！就是她在喝水！” while jabbing her broom at me. and because no one likes to miss out on the fun, some other auntie went up and asked, “baby 可以喝水吗？” and proclaimed shock when the guy said no. in the end the guy took down my name and school and somehow he seemed really shocked that i was 1. still schooling and 2. in nanyang. like wtf, stereotypes again. and gee, how i have been disillusioned.

regardless, i came home today and again by some random twist of fate i decided to play pet society even though i've quit for months. and then i got scammed -.- someone up there must really hate me.

and now i'm feeling feverish but i still have to go to school. i need to find myself a greener patch of grass soon.

Great Minds Think Alike

HAHAHA LOLS

Hmm once upon a Sunday afternoon, I was seriously considering writing another story all about this little city where people choose their dying day. WELL. There's a reason plot bunnies remain plot bunnies and not plot hares or plot wolf-in-sheep's-clothing or stories. But PLOT BUNNIES.

Still, this proves a theory.
Since Kai = Great Mind,
Me = Kai at this particular point,
Hence Me = Great Mind too! At this particular point.

Voila! My status has just been elevated from "[not-so-puny] minion" to "Great by association".
It's not exactly "AWESOME COOL" yet but i'm getting there.

if today was your last day

sometimes i wonder how it feels like to be able to count down to the day of you death. i suppose it'd be like working with a deadline. you'll know when you're running out of time, and you know how to plan your remaining days such that you get everything into order and you die happy.

if you were to die in say, 3months, then your priorities would change so drastically. studies, university, career planning, they wont matter. you finally see the real purpose in life, which is not to slog like a bull now and hope you find happiness later when you're old and gray. i mean, there comes a certain point in time when you're no longer able to run and scream and ride rollercoasters. and when that time comes, all you'll have left to show is awards, certificates and report books.

if you were going to die tomorrow, would you spend your last day studying?

why cant we enjoy life now and study later? what's wrong with starting school when we're 30 and work when we're 40? we spend the prime of our lives sitting at desks and writing reports and occasionally paying attention during lessons.

perhaps some people do want to work; perhaps they have a dream in life and know how to achieve it. well, lucky them. but what happens to the rest of us who just want to be happy?

My best friend gave me the best advice
He said each day's a gift and not a given right
Leave no stone unturned, leave your fears behind
And try to take the path less traveled by
That first step you take is the longest stride

If today was your last day
And tomorrow was too late
Could you say goodbye to yesterday?
Would you live each moment like your last?
Leave old pictures in the past
Donate every dime you have?
If today was your last day

Against the grain should be a way of life
What's worth the prize is always worth the fight
Every second counts 'cause there's no second try
So live like you'll never live it twice
Don't take the free ride in your own life

Would you live each moment like your last?
Leave old pictures in the past
Donate every dime you have?
Would you call old friends you never see?
Reminisce of memories
Would you forgive your enemies?
Would you find that one you're dreamin' of?
Swear up and down to God above
That you finally fall in love
If today was your last day

the invasion of the 'i cant knot cherry stalks's

nihao. i ish j. tada. i will slowly take over this blog along w. dinky the duck and y the jen.
mua.ha.ha.ha.ha

er HARLO THIS IS TEH AWESOMEZXCZX i ish posting lyk dis cos i cannot do liddat on my own blog worrhhxxx~

Anyway hi world! Kai's best friends have invaded her blog once and for all (you'll never see kai's posts ever again).

all hail shouting fests

YAYYYYYYYYY CAPS LOCKS ARE SO FUN *DROWNS IN A PUDDLE*

i can knot cherry stalks

a quest to help joey search for her soul has left me wondering why i need one. ok fine that's not true, but it sounded cool :D what ive really been wondering, ok not wondering but more like thinking, is that being a geper is extremely unfair.

first non-gepers in your generation think of you either as assholes (see retarded geper comic) or as "arrogant nerds and academic snobs who spend large amounts of time studying and have no interests in sports or other non-academic activities" (see wikipedia). so great, just because we passed some test when we were 9 years old we are officially losers.

but because we passed that same test, we are expected to be really successful in life, aka the exact opposite of a loser.

that honestly makes no sense. ok unfair stereotypes aside, the key issue that has me upset is that we are actually supposed to make it big in life. we have subsidies for our school fees and our education is mostly paid for using tax-payers' money (gee, stressful not.) so since so much effort has been poured into us, we now need to make sure we do what's expected of us and contribute back to society by becoming important people like doctors and lawyers. but what if we've (ok maybe just me) have always had a lifelong dream of rearing sheep in a farm? (and ignore the fact that singapore unfortunately has no space for such a thing)

the point is being a geper seriously limits our choices as to what we do with our lives. so if some geper ends up as a random small timer in a a small time office, the poor soul gets ostracized by non-gepers and faces disappointment from parents etc. there's so much pressure on being successful that it probably works against any attempts to be successful. unless you're seriously a really pro person then here's an early congratulations on being successful in life.

and now... i'm confused as to what ive been rambling about. point is, what on earth happens when i don't know what i want to do with my life? then again, seeing as i don't have many choices to start with, i might as well just pick one at random and go along with it.

"When Bubbles heard about his demise he went bananas"

"Animals are such agreeable friends. They ask no questions, they pass no criticisms." ~ George Elliot

Mentsch tracht, Gott lacht.

sigh. so much homework and none of it getting done. somehow it never occurred to me that i had to make something of myself. when i was younger i used to dream of just getting a regular 9-5 job, something with no personal commitment, and then spend my after-office hours enjoying life etc. it's really quite sad, since apparently i don't have any dream nor ambition. somehow it seems (or at least in drama serials) that the poor have big dreams and deserve to get them but cant while the rich have the means but don't know what to do with themselves.

then again, who says your dream has to be your job. why can't i just want to have a happy relaxed life. i'd always thought of a job as just a means of providing you with the funds you need to support yourself. that's all. i don't have to gain infinite amounts of happiness doing it, though it would be a great bonus if i did. and since i'm apparently not cut out to do something i thought i might enjoy, then what on earth am i going to do with myself?

Man plans, God laughs.

i forgot what i wanted to say

BAH I CAN'T GET INTERNET IN MY ROOM. anyway, i'm helping zinc promote her choir concert :D as quoted from sistic, ...

World's Harmonies
By Nanyang Girls’ High Choir

29 July 2009, wednesday 7.30pm @ esplanade concert hall

Across the Scandinavian fields, over the plains of Eastern Europe, through Japanese villages and into the quirky world of modern America, embark on a musical journey around the world and listen to an eclectic mix of songs from around the world with the Nanyang High Choir.

The repertoire includes The Syncopated Clock, The Waltzing Cat and The Typewriter by Leroy Anderson, Itsuki no Lullaby by Ko Matsushita, Spring by Lojze Lebic, Jaakobin Pojat by Pekka Kostiainen and selections from Disney.

do support the nanyang choir by attending their concert. tickets are priced at $20 each at sistic. order now ;)

revenge of the fallen!

watched transformer 2 with zinc chels elsa chrissy sal bea today. ying and jen went to watch ice age three D: but anw, good movie i don't know why it got such bad reviews. sure lots of things blow up, but that's the fun part :D:D

ok that aside, i found out from alicia some time ago that apparently the 'beyond words' blogskin got commented on in that zhi tong che chinese student newspaper. and today she finally found that ancient issue and though i was dying to read it she couldn't scan it in so she kindly translated it for me :D

this give people a very fresh simple and clean feel, but not losing the girly factor(?)!
the skinner here says about her hopes for the holidays and gave everyone an intro on the whole concept
and also told them how to use this skin when met any problems.
that's all

somehow it only just occurred to me that if the people who downloaded my skin had read the descrip, about 100k random users of the internet would have read whatever rubbish i wrote. and so i hurried to check if i said anything, i dno, satanic and lo behold.

what hopes for the holidays?!

"the hols are coming! whoo hoo! hahas, can't wait."

-.- but oh well, at least i had proper punctuation. hmms, intro on the whole concept...

"so yeahs. um the css is quite simple, but i just don't feel up to doing anymore coding *blah blah blah more weird rubbish i probably wrote half delirious* i have no idea why they're so large."

ok i guess that counts.

but oh wait! there was one more para in between!

"the name for this skin is actually the title of one of my favourite harrypotter fanfiction. its a harry and severus one (slash, m&m, gay, whatever you call it) and it's really good.

love is love,baby."

*gasp* i don't believe it. somehow they seem to have ignored the most important part of a skin -- it's inspiration. and really, they completely skipped passed my totally honest opinions on homosexuality.

i wonder why :/ anyway, thanks alicia! :D

i've kissed so many frogs but i never found a (half-blood) prince

credit: dream-traveler on dA

Cinderella are you really that happy?
Cinderella are you really that lucky?
I wanna know is your life like you dreamed?

Here I am, trying to find my way,
I've kissed so many frogs but I never found a prince.
I think they lied, I was promised much more than this,
where's my happy ever after? Oh..

Cinderella is the queen of a kingdom,
Cinderella got the dreams she was dreaming,
I wanna know where is my happy end?
Cinderella got a prince and a kingdom,
Cinderella got the dreams she was dreaming,
I wanna know where is my fairy-tale?

Something's wrong 'cause all my glass shoes break,
and no one's ever helped this damsel in distress,
To hell with this, I'm not gonna waste more time,
I won't wait to find prince charming!

just another jane doe

honestly, bio lessons with mrs tan feel like a cross between lousy audio erotica and overly-enthusiastic sexuality education. but whattheheck, it works. and though i may have developed a new fear of high pigtails, i guess i'll remember all that stuff about the rhythmic method and clear stretchy discharge. goodness, i'm not sure if i should be scared or thankful.

on another note, i really want to test zinc's 'kinky luck theory' (as ive so fondly named it, since 'ying and kai are really lucky when they work together' is just too long to keep typing). especially considering that today when i went down with ying to hpb to collect the gv tickets she won voting for the liveitup contest, i discovered that my mum had won a pair too and i am now the proud owner of another pair of free tickets :D (though i think i'll have to give one pair to my sis D:) anyway, once we're old enough to, we are so going to buy 4D ;D

Studies have found that men who had fewer orgasms
were twice as likely to die of any cause
as those having two or more orgasms a week.

so i'm not asleep yet

"You'll experience a religious epiphany and ecstasy as you don your Snape wear and bask in the pride and glory in the rapture that his He - while the general public looks at you aghast, befuddled or bemused. ;) But hey, all Cults are always sooo misunderstood! :-P"

LMAO but yay snape is finally being worshiped as the sex god that he really is :DD

flight of the prince

OMG SNAPE FLIES.

BUT NOT IN HALFBLOOD PRINCE YOU NINCOMPOOP. (refers to chelsea here)

apparently the actual scene was in deathly hallows chapter 30, the sacking of severus snape. they were doing something about hogwart's defences when... omg! there's someone in the corridor! oh no, surely that's not...

"It is I," said a low voice.
From behind a suit of armor stepped Severus Snape.

*gasps* anyway sevvie and mcgonagall rendezvous it out (ok bad choice of word and bad images) and when flitwick turns up... snape flies away -.-

With a tingle of horror, Harry saw in the distance a huge, bat-like shape flying through the darkness toward the perimeter wall.

leaving behind a...

Snape-shaped hole in the window.

... ... ... honestly, i don't know why i didn't notice this in my first reading (ok maybe i was too busy being upset that snape dies. damn you nincompoops for the spoilers) but WHAT THE HELL?!

her most suave, sensous and not to forget sexy character finally appears and she uses such retarded imagery?! damn she has no respect for potion masters.

then again, once i got over the indignity of the whole scene, i realised it is kinda funny :/

credit: alicia-chan on dA

but really, poor snape. no one appreciates you much these days. (L) and random hp ranting aside, OMG SCHOOL STARTS TMR! (see who said i couldn't state the obvious :D) and so even though i should be asleep already, i'm not. and even though my hw is supposed to be done, it's not. and even though sch holidays were supposed to be extended, it's not. real depressing, no?

polardroid

just playing around with the software :D

there goes the king of pop

so i'm 16 and i suppose with growing up comes a new level of maturity, which probably explains why i woke up going crap i haven't done any of my homework. but not only is that a very depressing thought to wake up to, its also a very discouraging thought, causing me to simply not bother about getting up at all. so much for a new level of maturity.

anyway, sleepover was beyond brilliant with spaghetti tiramisu cookies (as separate items of course, and not... spaghetti tiramisu cookies) and mahjong and harry potter and the prisoner of azkaban :D so basically slept too little and ate too much, but all is fine in the world except i can't go for the class bbq today for the most stupid of stupid reasons. sigh.

another depressing thought would be that someone died on my birthday D: sigh. rip michael jackson.

just bloody give half away

View this movie at cultureunplugged.com

found this via a thread at blogskins.com and all i can say is oh fuck.

i have a natural empathy for things with short legs

ying thinks it's cute, i think it looks wrong and unnatural and is completely disadvantageous to the cat cause it'll never be able to succeed as anything other than some girl's snuggle-toy and someone will probably tell me i'm thinking too much -.-

anyway, because me and ying were being lame...

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q(-.-)p
v(._.)v
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~(o.o)~
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(brought to you by the duo unfortunately known as kinky)

there ain't no judgement day when you do it every day

so i came back from darwin on tuesday but being stuck in mum-enforced quarantine really makes a girl depressed. not to mention having her cat in hospital. and living with a hypocritical self-proclaimed center of the universe.

oh wells, i guess its one of those lemons and lemonade situations.

anyway, darwin yes. it was more or less... ok, seeing as ive never really had a life changing and unforgettable holiday so yeah, it was ok. flew off on wednesday night, arrived on thursday morning and all 16 of us wandered around like vagrants until macs opened at 6.30 and we could have breakfast. for the record, eating 3 hashbrowns is not a good thing to do. anyway, basically did more vagrant-ing throughout the day and went to the night market. there was this... really large and imposing black man who was swearing like mad and generally spittting kittens to some security guy and it was quite freaky. there was literally this tension in the air and somehow your gut tightens because it senses approaching violence. thankfully nothing serious happened though i lost track of the number of fucks the guy used when i ran out of fingers and toes.

the next three days were spent out in the middle of nowhere at the kakadu national park where we basically drove like mad and ate like mad (hell fast food everyday is not good for my arteries). we visited some tourist sites and got swamped my mosquitoes but mostly came out alive and itchy. there was this incident with petrol not getting along with a diesel engine but bah, i wasn't the poor guy who had to drive the same 50+km several times ferrying stranded people.

we finally returned to civilisation on sunday night and on monday we went to casuarina square which is quite a nice shopping centre. but with only around 2hours of shopping time, i didnt get to buy much and i seriously regret not buying a lot of things. and still being under house arrest, i can't rectify that anytime soon. tuesday we wandered around darwin like vagrants again and then went off to the airport to catch our flight.

it's quite sad when the best thing about the holiday was that i got to read two more dresden files books but oh wells. at least now i know i don't react well to flying bloodsuckers and rugrats who slam into your legs and never let go. (so i'm not a kid person, bite me)

i'm quite sure someone owes me a million dollars

(what? they're funny! :D)

sigh. i can't stand it. everything is so bloody expensive nowadays D: i mean, we're in a freaking recession, make cheap things people!

anyway, since shopping leaves me nothing but depressed and empty-handed, i have this strange urge to venture into diy but that's usually not my thing :/ and ok i need to stop thinking about things i cant have (ying stop thinking too they'll never be ours *breaks down in tears*)

so i walked the dogs with my maid and ying at the park connector yesterday (you can check out the pics at ying's photolog) and my dogs are seriously overweight o.O on the way back they just sort of broke down into huffs and puffs and we had to call my dad to pick them up in the car. and when we finally got home (more than two hours after we left mygod) prince had this wide-eyed omg-are-you-dying look which was downright worrying.

oh and i finally collected the extra tee for liveitup and now i have no idea what to do with it. *shrug* time to go back to doing last minute holiday packing and hopefully i don't fall into a ditch :X

goals and going nowhere

yikes. 一眨眼一个星期就过去了。我想我应该先给自己设下一些实际的目标，不然我又会浪费我宝贵的假期。and oh my, i almost sound coherent. anyway, yes i need to set some goals for myself, other than to finish the dresden files series by jim butcher. so... short term goals, aka before i fly off.

1. finish my part of the report for smp? oh who am i kidding. but i really am trying :D
2. acquire a pair of ripped jeans, either through skilled handling of sandpaper and razor or through sneaky purchases in the dead of the night afternoon
3. ... somehow goal setting just isn't my thing.

and maybe i should stick to something general, like getting 8 hours of sleep a day or finishing all my homework before the end of the world holidays.

screw it's too cold for me to think straight. oh and prince got sterilised today o.O now he's in the next room rolling around drunkenly. poor guy. oh and he has an ear infection. double owie. but on the bright side, now that he no longer functions on testosterone, he'll probably stop going out and getting in fights which he obviously don't win. and... gah can't be bothered to think. 我的高级华文‘O’水准完蛋了！heh, my chinese :/

anyway, the moth is still there :O

eau de fried mothy

WHAT THE HELL! bloody moth the size of my palm flew into my room, freaked me out mighty much, and then decided to fall into my lights. now it occasionally struggles and scatters bits of itself into the air, which then get dispersed by the freaking aircon blowing right at it. GAHHHHHHHHH.

someone should totally invent a moth vapourizer. either that i should start keeping vacuums in my room to vacuum up all the random insects that fly in for no damn reason. RARRRRRRRRHHHHH! bloody moth #%$#&*%!@!$%*&!!@!

indecisive?

i am experiencing a recurring moral dilemma...

--kAiliN---> --- ho ho holidays --- says:
ok now...
another impt decision
zinc
as a person of firm moral character
do you think i should turn on my a/c?
zhiting; says:
hee
huh
wads a/c?

talk about ruining a totally serious moment. it's like... asking "what's the difference between a lawful and wedded wife?" at the altar -.-

anyway, yes my great momentous decision, to do or not to do, to on or not to on. i mean, if i turn on my aircon, it'd just be contributing to that big ugly thing known as global warming (no offense but you majorly suck) but if i don't i might just disintegrate into a puddle of... something. but if i on, then it's just gonna get hotter somewhere in the future and i'll just want to on my a/c more and then i will and it'll get hotter and... i think you get it.

sigh. i'm only 15, i shouldnt be forced to make decisions that can impact the world D:

regrets regrets regrets

i hate it that there's another incident where i can use dont show me paradise then burn it down. but i guess it's all freakin part of life so time to deal with it and move on with $850 less than i was aiming for. i mean, i wudn't mind losing if the winning design was actually good, but... as ying has so eloquently put it, god its fugly. the whole voting system is deathly unfair but i guess its my bad for not having enough friends who cared to vote.

but here's a big thank you to those who did. and more thank yous to zinc and jen and sming and chrissy and addie and ruio and her bf for coming down to support. and of course, to ying, THANK YOU FOR MODELING :D

anyway, spent the whole of today wii-ing (wiiing?) with jen and zinc and then later with my sis and dad. guitar hero in hard mode is... hard -.- i couldn't coordinate my fingers enough to get the extra orange button that pops up too often and i think i'm building muscles from playing the drums o.O either way, i'm still tone death and pitchless and i need a fanfic that will make me cry. i miss those... amazingly well written fics that leave me trembling in my seat for more (sounds like drugs :/).

codeextremeapps and see2 training tmr and wed so there goes another 2 days of my holiday and i'll have 24 days left o.O yikes all the homework i need to do.