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Wednesday, August 31
teachers' day!
HAPPY TEACHERS' DAY
MR ALEX KWEE! and also
ms 'i love jerome' fernandez,
mr ho 'alright, morning class' seng chye,
& mr 'so sweet so sweet' tay. :)
well,
one year ago we came up
with some crap thing called fragile.
one year later we don't get selected
for auditions. hahaha. loserrr.
anyway. this year's celebrations were
damn freaking lousy to say the least.
(arguably not unconnected with the fact that we didn't perform :D)
ended at 9!! what kind of celebrations
end at 9 man? crazy.
yeah so,
was damn boring.
i was amusing myself staring at
shan's cute guy. :DDDDDD
(since she's sick again and all.)
went to eat tom yam! yummy.
talked with sf and chip there for awhile.
then went home.
suddenly felt like quite fat
as i was lying on my bed,
so i decided to go run. HAHA.
yeah! so i ran,
from my house all the way to
gardens, near chomps. heheh.
quite an accomplishment yeas?
i didn;t stop at all on the way,
mind over matter la. :D
yup. went to macs to cool down,
didn't bring wallet so had to resort to drinking tap water. although now i think about it, macs gives free water don't they?? darn. oh wells.
after that i decided to cut thru the private estates to go back. well, i think i kinda got lost cause i walked for damn long. even passec chip's church by accident. st francis xavier or something. yup. then finally found my bearings and ran back.
woaaah. so fit ah me.
then i had to revive
whatever calories i burnt
with the seafood platter at fish&co.
yummy la, yummy.
went there for dinner with kwee
and most of the class. record high!
many, elisa, chip, tini, me, clar, marian
tai, josh, black, koon, vicky, jerm, xr, shawn, lulu.
16 people! haha. yeah it was damn fun.
SPENCERRRR. lol.
we sang 'happy teachers' day' to kwee
right outside wheelock place, damn loudly.
LOL. then we shouted 'MR ALEX KWEE, CJC ECONOMICS DEPARTMENT!' hahaa. quite dumb. but we gave him the framed collage which looked damn nice!
after that when he left he msged us and said he was very touched and so on. sigh, so touching. we told him we all love him! haha. which is really true. life in cj would not be half as great w/o him la, seriously. :) so HAPPY TEACHERRSS DAY MR KWEEEEEEEEEEeeeeEeeeeEeeEEEEEeEE.
now i'm damn sleepy.
tmr, time to start serious studying.
prelims are coming man.
WAKE UP!!!!
okay, im gonna sleep.
bye,
that smile
that smile
of yours.
is really pretty
fine.
baby baby,
do you even
know how
you blow
my
mind?
&
this is how
a heart
breaks.
my joke. my joke
just, you know,
something.
whaddya call a musical held in the Esplanade?
Singing in Durian. loll.
get it get it?
i must be crazy
i saw your face
in a crowded place,
and i don't know what to do
cause i'll never be with you.
i must be crazy.
haha, well but that's okay.
noone was born to be sane.
a very lame attempt at
philosophy, i admit.
butohwell, they complain
Singaporean blogs aren't intellectual
enough. they claim we are interested
only in ourselves.
but really, 30 years down the road,
i'd rather be reading and rememebering
about how my heart broke,
than how exciting this year's
national day rally was.
it;s my life,
it;s now or never,
now i ain;t gonna live forever.
i just wanna live while i;m alive.
will someone turn this
madness into gladness?
so you think he glanced your way.
think again, baby. he was high the other day.
welcome to this,
welcome to this,
this damned existence.
refrain from raving and ranting
because its' late
and dawn is soon approaching.
but really,
that was a whole load of crap.
in a very
very very very
horrible mood now.
but i'm too tired to think.
and maybe that;s the best thing to do.
sometimes inadequacy
can really shatter a person.
overshadowed by beauty,
brains, talent, attraction.
i honestly am
writing nonsense.
too tired to think.
and maybe that;s the best way out.
i should have kissed you,
but what am i. what am i.
truth be told,
i;m just a twisted girl
in the midst of the screaming crowd,
you never noticed a thing.
Lord,
i oome to you
let my heart be changed,
renewed. flowing from the grace
that i've found in you.
hold me close, let your love
surround me. bring me near,
draw me to your side.
the alphabet of anger.
anger
bitter pills
craze
desolation
enigmatic
fierce
girl
hot.
inadequate
jaded
kiss
lust/love
moment
neanderthal
oh,
precious
queen
regenerate
sexed
torched
undying
Valium
waiting/wistful
xenophobic
you
zealous
*
welcome to the
alphabet of anger,
these sins we know no more.
i saw you walk out
that door.
the freshmen
the freshmen
by verve pipe.
when I was young
I knew everything,
and she, a punk who
rarely ever took advice
now I'm guilt-stricken,
sobbin' with my head on the floor
stopped a baby's breath
and a shoe full of rice, no...
can't be held responsible
she was touchin' her face
I won't be held responsible
she fell in love in the first place
for the life of me
I can not remember
what made us think that we were wise
and we'd never compromise
for the life of me
I can not believe we'd ever die
for these sins
we were merely freshmen
my best friend took a
week's vacation to forget her
his girl took a week's worth of valium and slept
and now he's guilt-stricken, sobbin'
with his head on the floor
thinks about her now and
how he never really wept he said
can't be held responsible
she was touchin' her face
I won't be held responsible
she fell in love in the first place
we tried to wash our hands of all of this
we'd never talk of our lacking relationships
and how we're guilt-stricken
sobbin' with our heads on the floor
we fell through the ice when
we tried not to slip we'd say...
we were merely freshmen,
we were only freshmen.
walalala
what a wonderful day,
you really blow me away.
hello,
apparently there are alot of
anonymous people reading my blog.
its okay. :) you're welcome.
although i think i might prefer it if i knew who you were. but don't worry if you're in exile/have a certain secret government agency after you/don't really like your name, just leave it as that.
been craving for some stuff of late.
1] hougang mall tom yam :DD
2] 2nd dose of willy wonka
3] kinder bueno
4] a day on the beach
5] JUDO.
6] some weird-flavoured icecream
7] a pseudo-artistic photo spree.
8] a hug.
9] that guy.
yeap. and just so she knows,
CHERYL MISSES HUISHAN. haha.
please get well soon, yes.
exams are coming,
timetable and S papers suck.
baahh. honestly studying sucks.
damn it. but then again,
i guess it will work out in the end.
i miss judo la,
miss it like crazy.
thanks odie, garfield and xiao mi
for the DAMN NICE booklets.
its the nicest thing ever. :)
i'll take a photo and post it sometime.
this sunday Pesta Sukan!
go elaine and carm :) and in all probability,
sir will make me do announcing again.
i;m some pro announcer man.
next bout, bout 23. in red, (name)(institution). in white, (name)(institution). please get ready for your next bout.
WOWW. i'm good.
oh yes!
we auditioned for teacher's day.
quite lame, cause they didnt have drums and all.
so we went unplugged. and its okay koon,
sorry i sounded a little mad. well we'll see.
i kinda hope we can play, i mean, its the last time.
but its okay :) we can still cut that cd of ours.
HAHAA. btw the uncle at wee lee studio
said i'm good man. OMG. lol,
i think he was joking.
quite funny,
have you seen the new Acuvue ads?
apparently, if you get contacts that deal with astig,
you'll definitely get that cute guy you;ve been,
err, eye-ing. so i've been wondering.
i've got the contacts -
so where;s the cute guy? liars.
liars grow chest hair.
hahahahahhaa. yeah.
i didn;t make that up though.
its some t19 thing, don't bother.
new song new song!!!
the freshmen by verve pipe.
i'm like in love with it now.
very sad song. but oh-so-nice.
speaking of songs,
some bloody ass stole my ipod
charger and cable recently in school.
damn you. i hope you get an electric shock
when you try charging anything. BAH.
or i hope you choke on the cable somehow.
i'm so sick of losing things. heh.
so baby, baby
why don;t we kiss and run away.
hey gorgeous
he's gorgeous
and yet i hardly feel
happy when i see him.
in a nutshell.
let;s just run away
together, shall we.
i promise i'll be good.
food for thought.
you know,
the perverse inclination of humankind toward all things involving death and destruction is somewhat disturbing. don't pretend you don't find it a little thrilling to think of London subways being blasted. right out of a Hollywood movie script, albeit without the glamour. gruesome yet intruiging, no? people can't help but stop and stare at car accidents - we wince, but therein lies some emotion of excitement, even pleasure. to most, 100,000 post-tsunami death rate is just an apallingly large figure to exclaim over, but how many realise that could equate to the deaths of all their 103,945 third-degree friends on friendster? death by bombings has become so inevitable in the Middle East, that victims have been reduced to mere numbers, and we hardly spare a thought for the actual lives that have passed. what a state we're in. all the misfortunes in life; the robberies, the deaths, the tsunamis, the accidents, the bombings, the crashes - all serve us a form of covert entertainment. as long as they don't happen to us. what a world, what a world.
him?
shan said,
life is complicated right now.
i don't really think mine is.
its just very frustrating/boring.
except for some little thing
from long ago which i still can't
quite figure out,
everything is pretty much
straightforward. maybe.
maybe
i;ve got a crush on you,
and maybe
i hope you feel the same way i do.
and maybe,
i should just shut up.
void of complications.
haha,
i can't even begin to explain.
the grey clouds they part,
with the beating of my heart.
&
the skies they fade,
then a new story is made.
farewell photos.
and so long, astoria.
cjc 2005 judo girls. i loveeeeeeeeeee.
the j1s and 2 pretty seniors. lol :DDD
they are the best batch ever. yah yah yah.
peng phay sir's baby girl eunice. hello, you freaking adorable future judoka :)
us again. just a fun fact: according to stringent analysis, my skirt length is the longest. and shan's is very obviously the shortest. tsk tsk.
this is the gignormous chocolate-fudge-thingy cake the juniors got us. very sweet of you, no pun intended. try counting the strawberries! last year's farewell everyone was trying to steal cherries haha. this year there are more than enough to go around.
thank you juniors,
all the best :)
crazy in love
and
i can;t take my eyes
off of you.
i wonder where i;m going next.
farewell today
was pretty okay.
food was horrible but overall
it was not so bad.
went out with
sherman davis joel and shan
after that.
i;m gonna thrash davis at pool again.
haha.
surprisingly,
everything was fine.
just a little bit weird
and no conversation. guess thats okay.
saw someone in town,
from aboard the bus. haha.
i don;t know why i just went crazy.
i really wonder.
all in all,
its just another day now
falling down, whatcha gonna do.
somehow the rest of the pictures
dont seem to wanna upload. well, next time :)
good morning, starshine!
the earth says hello. :D
a good dose of,
i need a good dose
of self-confidence right now.
anyone can spare some?
(oh i can think of a few :X)
but anyway.
you know.
being ignored/rejected, then going
for S paper physics lessons
just takes the self-assurance
right out of you.
err, well.
this should make me work harder.
i so know i'm gonna flunk my S paper la.
sigh. give up while you're still alive.
YAAAH. okie.
hmm, on a different note,
willy wonka is goddamn funky.
good morning starshine! :DDD
charlie is good, go catch it.
CATCH CATCF. haha.
school is freaking boring,
and very weird. sigh.
nothing's going right.
and i shall stop whining right now.
SO, huishan is crazy
about her eye candy now.
hahahaha. oops, sorry.
nothing. :D
i have to admit he is pretty cute.
haha. so i guess,
school is a little more fun.
other than that,
its a drag. (like viscous force kinda drag.)
oh damn see what did i tell you.
actually, honestly, i might be going mad.
i thought out a question randomly.
1) cheryl has 693 songs in her mini, and 160 songs on her playlist. of the 160 songs, there are 30 songs by the ataris, and 2 songs by gwen stefani. if she starts to play her playlist, what is the probability of 6 ataris songs being played simultaneously, followed by 1 gwen stefani song? (note: assume music is on shuffle mode, and also assume that the gwen stefani song is considered music.)
yah well.
told you i was going mad.
just don't ask for an answer.
until then,
see you.
but what am i
i shoulda kissed you,
when we were alone -
but what am i.
: damien rice
what am i,
but what am i.
and is it so wrong
to miss someone holding
your hand.
the
fireworks display
was a pretty sight.
left me wondering of
what could be.
thanks shan. :)
watching them from the
30th, no, 29th, or 28, 27th! floor
was not very romantic but still fun.
hugs, for everything.
i am giving up on love,
cause it really kinda sucks.
: the ataris
national day
happy
40th national day,
to whoever may be happy.
stop
you step out once,
and hey, you drop right into an abyss.
never, never again.
so afraid,
what is this pathetic life.
STOP ALL THE WORLD NOW,
PLEASE.
funkability
the art of being funky
is known as funkability.
my hungry stomach makes
the noise of trees being killed
in maple story.
sudden inspiration to take
a photo collage, artistic shots.
need a professional nikon-whatever cam.
trying to be cool, can.
hate the sight of
oil-soaked johnson&johnsons
facial blotters on the floor. shudders.
wonder what i;ll be doing
on national day.
some people are just not meant
to wear bikinis. that would be me.
what a shame.
there must be quite a number of
cj people who are experiencing hangovers
at the moment, if they are even awake.
party, fun?
want more lip gloss.
you can never have enough lip gloss.
9 whole packets of
marks&spencer potato sticks at home,
thanks to my sister. yuummm.
theory of life #101:
you can do without a boyfriend
but you can;t do without tomyam.
cause tomyam is way hotter.
one day, i would like to busk
in orchard mrt. sometimes, i have
this unexplicable urge to run away
with a blind buskers' guitar.
bad bad me.
got a new totally COOL
canon printer/scanner/copier.
3-in-1. how awesome is that man -
DON'T NEED PHOTOCOPYING CARD. HAH.
there is definitely something
about you. i'm just afraid to know what.
ask and you shall be given,
seek and you will find.
knock and the door shall be
opened unto you. matt7:7
thank you for flying with me today,
hope you've enjoyed your flight
on cheryl airways. please remember to
unfasten your seat belts,
take care and have a very nice day.
the weather outside is fine, partially cloudy.
shut up
okay,
it seems there are rumours
which have become quite not-funny.
so once and for all,
there is nothing between me and _____.
(feel free to fill in the blanks)
so please stop before i get pissed.
thanks.
what if i stumble
the greatest single cause
of atheism in the world today
is christians who acknowledge
Jesus with their lips,
then walk out the door
and deny Him by their lifestyles.
that is what an unbelieving world
simply finds unbelievable.
is this one for the people,
is this one for the Lord?
or do i simply serenade for
things I must afford
you can jumble them together,
my conflict still remains
holiness is calling,
in the midst of courting fame
cause i see the trust in their eyes
though the sky is falling
they need Your love in their lives
compromise is calling
what if i stumble, what if i fall?
what if i lose my step,
and i make fools of us all
will the love continue,
when my walk becomes a crawl
what if i stumble, and what if i fall.
Father please forgive me,
for i can not compose
the fear that lives within me
or the rate at which it grows
if struggle has a purpose
on the narrow road you’ve carved,
why do i dread my trespasses
will leave a deadly scar.
do they see the fear in my eyes,
are they so revealing?
this time i cannot disguise
all the doubt i’m feeling
is this one for the people,
is this one for the Lord.
what if i stumble,
and what if i fall.
dc talk.
crazzzy
wow,
what a crazy day.
i got my best AQ score ever,
i did some crazyass thing,
i feel pretty satisfied.
screw GP.
something weird happened.
i feel quite guilty. sigh.
overall,
happy. :)
say it
there's a party on aug6,
and i'm not going! haha.
just to let you know.
i'm a good girl, yes i am :)
sigggggh.
now now,
i've got something i have to do.
if only i had the guts to do it.
come on, just do it.
random point to note,
cute guys make all the difference.
hahaha. superficial me,
but that's the way it goes.
guess i gotta start really studying
cause prelims are pretty nearby.
and there's muchmuch to study,
so. no more maple story.
err well, no more too much maple story :D
I WANNA READ HARRY POTTERRRR.
i've gotten through 5/6 of the book
without even borrowing it from anyone
(ie. randomly kop-ing from various ppl)
and i had to stop at the exciting part
(ie. econs lesson ended) - damn.
i'll dream about it tonight, i swear.
SOMEONE LEND ME! PLEASE! GROVELS/BEGS.
(draw the line at licking boots, save that for teachers)
so,
national day is coming.
argggh. yah i have to do something.
yaaaah. okay. okay okay.
(just ignore this, self-comfort works for me)
now i damn wish i had an ipod,
because my baby is sweet but too tiny, in terms of space. i'm gonna raid shaun's com soon. 4300++ songs! my goodness. makes my 4GB seem fit for an ant, at best. oh, well lets not complain here. :) baby i still love you.
wonder why people like true stories.
i, for one, hate them. shudder.
true files, missing, full circle, etc.
man, i hate seeing people cry on tv.
guess this is what you might call the
running-away-complex. whatever,
give me fiction anyday.
our lives are too real as it is.
hi,
if you would say
the words i can't say.
that would be good.
see you.
so, if..
the stupidest thing i did today
was go for medicine talks,
when i don't even take chem.
the stupidest thing i COULD have done today
was something i didn't do.
not doing it, however,
may have been an even more stupid thing.
well there's always tomorrow.
i must be crazy.
sweet :)
today,
a slight brush across ; a very entertaining mass dance, FG style :D ; dancing in the sunlight ; a bagfull of yummy gummies ; a deliberately ignored encounter ; a few stolen glances ; a very amusing rumour ; a dose of sampling distribution ; a slight freeze in the library ; a very nice viewpoint ; a somewhat embarassing reaction, all huishan's fault ; a good few chapters of harry potter ; a stinky bus ride ; a goodbye ; an unplanned shopping trip with my mummy ; a savoury meal of teppenyaki ; a very hot tube top ; a bus 58 home.
well
what a
scrumtilicious day :)