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Tuesday, November 29
with a kiss, the spell was broken.
YIPEEEEEE!!!!!
i guess you know what this means.
MY EXAMS ARE FINALLY OVER!
*throws confetti and does a mad dance*
now, for prom.
give me some magic tonight.
Sunday, November 27
life on a macroeconomic scale.
tomorrow
freedom awaits.
freedom to do what i also dunno.
seems everyone is currently bored out of their minds.
pity i don't have time to really enjoy myself shopping for prom stuff and whatnot. as it is, i have to do some REALLY last minute shopping tomorrow night!
haha but it sounds fun, anyhow.
yes yes.
wish me luck, then.
for the last time.
over sins were never this big.
Saturday, November 26
we don't sell bitches here.
Q. If ________ one more time,
I swear I will scream my lungs out.
a) I ever have to take exams that end much later than everyone else
b) I watch 'Diva on a Dime' on TV Mobile
c) it starts raining again today
d) I hear Pierre Png shout 'Mei Ren Yu!' on the 7o'clock show
e) anyone walks out of my life for no particular reason
f) I miss the 105 by 3seconds
g) hear Dragostea Din Tei
h) I have to scream my lungs out
i) I don't see someone
j) All of the above.
Thursday, November 24
race you to the finish!
kay,
i finally got my dress
after just 1 day of shopping!
coolness, eh?
okay i admit i got a little desperate. 
hahahah, kidding la.
i guess you will see on tues, won't you?
so, S paper physics tmr.
gg to me.
hmm well,
somebody's birthday tmr if i'm not wrong.
happy birthday to you!
Tuesday, November 22
bloggers will rule the world.
I wonder what exactly it takes to become a Famous Blogger, in Singapore at least.
I find Singaporean blogs a tad more interesting. American blogs, for example, like to criticise Bush and hurl insults at him and his incompetence (or the supposed lack of it) - but then again we see this in Newsweek, CNN, and just about every other channel of media you can find. what's so fun about insulting American politics? everyone does it! Singaporean stuff, on the other hand, takes not only subtle wit, but (sadly,) huge daring.
hence I salute the Rocksons and even occasionally the Xiaxues. more so the Rockson because he doesn't resort to posting pictures of himself to gain attention, and what's more, he actually manages to do what we could call a DOUBLE DISS by hurling insults in Hokkien and Singlish, no less.
Xiaxue, on the other hand, while occasionally putting forth a good argument or two, tends to whine about the most inane stuff sometimes. but no matter. who is me, lowly blogger person, to argue with a Famous Blogger? if she wants to include make up tips (which, really, do work wonders evidently.) in her blog, she damn well can. speaking of make up, prom is coming - how much do you think it would cost to hire Xiaxue? like i said, she does work wonders. I hope the wonders don't come from Photoshop though, cause that kind of wonder I also can make, and that kind of wonder won't work for prom.
recently, though, I realised that there is yet another way to become a Famous Blogger. BE DAMN PRETTY. I don't know if its easier to pretend to have wits or pretend to be pretty, but I think the former. saw this picture of a Famous Blogger the other day, and she is DAMN PRETTY. (which is how she became famous in the first place.) her name is Dawn Yeo or something, if I'm not wrong, and she really is very good-looking. she doesn't even need to write anything (intelligent) in her posts - not that she is not - she just has to post many many many pictures of herself and the counters jump like, err, Olympic high jumpers - or Mexican jumping beans. anyway you get the picture, or photo, in her case.
but what's worse is actually the Here-I'm-Naked-So-Come-See-My-Blog ploy, or, if you don't already know, the SPG way. now, *horror of horrors*, someone actually compared my previous blog skin to that of hers, and honestly I was appalled. I mean, they say "this kinda thing everyone also have, see what?", but then again, must have at least something to show right? Too much. anyway, I don't endorse this method simply cause apparently, it is Art. I don't know, so you can take nude photos of yourself, do a little Photoshopping, make it black and white like a real Artsy photo, then call it Art? shrugs.
then there is always the Alternate Route.
whereby you actually become a Famous Blogger by being an Infamous Blogger. need I recall the incidents of people who a) flamed the institutions who provided them with scholarships, b) flamed people of other races, c) flamed their teachers? well. what I have to say is a) crazy, get scholarship still want to complain, b) not a very smart thing to do in Singapore - its like walking into KFC and telling the chicken wings that they are inferior to the drumsticks (if that made sense to you, congrats.), c) you damn sway. while c) might actually become some sort of celebrated hero in some student circles, the other two shall remain Condemned but Famous. part of the Alternate Route baggage, so to speak.
so the conclusion,
to be a Famous Blogger in Singapore,
you need to/can:
1) be very brave
2) talk like an Ah Beng (should be can work.)
3) be very pretty
4) be very witty
5) have good make up skills
6) know how to complain about everything in Good, Proper English, so it sounds pro.
7) anyhow insult people
8) be very thickskinned
9) be very bareskinned
10) INSULT THE GAHMEN! (CONFIRM can work - either you keep your identity a secret and garner a crowd of captivated blogger audience, or your identity becomes known and you get prosecuted. both also will become Famous Blogger, so don't worry.)
okay,
now you know,
go out and spread the cheer to the world, man.
Monday, November 21
running as fast as i can.
hello friends.
while you guys are playing and having fun out there, could you just spare the time to tell me exactly why the hell i'm studying and that i can do this?
thank you.
:)
Sunday, November 20
i've got no guts to spill.
meet me in outer space
we could spend the night
watch the earth come up
i've grown tired of that place
-
won't you come with me?
we could start again.
-
how do you do it?
make me feel like i do.
how do you do it?
its better than i ever knew.
-
-
you are stellar.
wrapped in plastic, its fantastick.
sorry
but another checklist is up.
just when you thought the list would get shorter as the exams go by, well.
1) STUDY FOR S PAPER!
2) go tanning and swimming.
3) get my prom date dress.
4) go shoppppinggggggg :D
5) check out scholarship applications (although judging by how the papers went there will be no need to.)
6) decide on uni course
7) get ipod video!
8) possibly, maybe, perhaps, find a job.
9) get my citrus scent.
10) do something about him.
aiyah i know this is damn lame.
hahaha i'm just not literarily-inspired of late.
oh well. study la. sigh.
Thursday, November 17
the sweet smell of
PARTIAL FREEDOM!
hahah, yeah poor ole me.
while my classmates have already experienced that overwhelming sense of jubilation that can only come from knowing that you don't have to sit for anymore freaking A levels, i can only grin widely and say i am tonnes more relieved that i'm almost through.
somehow the fact that its all over just makes you forget how badly you screwed up (although there is something called intentional memory loss, i suppose.), and makes you just like TOTALLY HECK about the damn papers anymore. it is a current dilemma of mine, however, on deciding whether or not i should check my physics mcq answers. i don't think i could bear the trauma.
well, to those still having papers - who ask you don't choose this combi. to those still taking S papers - who ask you to be so smart/try to act smart (read: me). to my classmates - thanks for the funky orange ipod sock. RAWWKS :D
well. the christmas lights in Orchard are gorgeous this year, suddenly christmas has become alive after a month of solitude with books. the world seems a happier place already! christmas is coming! :)
tis the season to be jolly.
(but not quite yet.)
Tuesday, November 15
we're going down, down.
oh freak.
right now i need
a hug and a miracle.
and lots of prayers.
i confess,
i messed up
dropping "I'm sorrys"
like you;re still the one.
Sunday, November 13
my name is cheryl.
and this is me.
the girl who has a very bad feeling about her physics paper tomorrow.
hello, and goodbye.
Saturday, November 12
i don't wanna be.
why does it get me so.
hide it under a bushel, no?
www.roninriot.com
it seems Ronin is all the rage these days.
I have to admit, I don't like it.
Ronin should be mine and only mine.
grarr!
Friday, November 11
freak-sics.
honestly,
i'm really freaked out by physics now.
the paper's gonna be damn hard, i can just feel it.
judging from the number of wrong answers i got from doing my TYS, i'd say i am justified to be freaking out now. DAMMN!
for lack of a better post,
gp was quite screwed up,
math was pretty okay,
and please pray for my phy and econs.
5 more days and i will be 90% stress-free.
well, off to bed.
tomorrow is physics day.
oh God, save me.
Thursday, November 10
one for the calculus.
it was bittersweet
when we first met,
i was up to my teeth
with this thing called math.
they said algebra
would make me scream,
but it has brought me far
into this JC realm.
from young we learn
how to differenciate,
but never as complex
as the dy/dx we hate.
sometimes i wonder
who maclaurin is,
and how the hell he came up
with his retarded series.
vectors has taught me
not to go the wrong way
still its hard to do so,
with all that trigo formulae.
life is full
of blatant inequalities,
but we only have to try harder
for the solution to world peace.
confidence intervals
sometimes drain exactly that,
so enough of variances,
enough of stats.
after all is said and done,
the time has finally come
for me to shut my math textbook
and never take another look.
cheers.
:)
Wednesday, November 9
bling bang boom boring.
today was the boring-est birthday ever!
now i know it really sucks to have your birthday right smack in the middle of exams.
in fact, i'm feeling extremely crappy now and wondering how my birthday could actually pass by like that. ohhhhhh, its a horrible feeling. but oh wells. the world goes on spinning and exams come all the same. so that's that.
thank you to all those who made my day alot better than it would have been. :)
ah, well.
eighteen it is.
i'd like exams to be a piece of cake for my birthday.
EIGHTEEN.
happy birthday to me
happy birthday to me
happy birthday to cheryl,
happy birthday to me.
haha whee i'm 18.
thanks to all those who wished me
and hozea for bringing me out.
wasn;t sucha loser birthday after all!
:)
back to the books.
Monday, November 7
i would be Awesome Man.
my life is getting exciting.
my house is being painted,
we're getting a new wardrobe
and a 26-inch LCD tv,
my math paper is tomorrow,
EVERYTHING I'VE LEARNT IN THE PAST TWO YEARS WEEKS IS ABOUT TO DETERMINE WHERE I'M GONNA GO AND WHAT I'M GONNA DO AND WHO I'M GONNA BE FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE.
yeah, thats about it.
anticipation, eh?
Sunday, November 6
cheryl's exam timetable
hello :)
this is for all the nice people who decided they actually wanna know when my exams are.
8/11 tues - math 1
10/11 thu - math 2
11/11 fri - GP
14/11 mon - physics 1&2
15/11 tues - econs 3
16/11 wed - physics 3
- econs 1&2
25/11 fri - phy s
28/11 mon - econs s
yes.
there it is.
i'm getting nervous as i type this.
damnnnnnnnn.
like an all-day sucker.
