Friday, September 30, 2005

All hail Queen Jane!


(of 1553, England. Damn Queen Mary and her Scottish King. =\ )


Due to the recent racist stuff, I read up on freedom of speech, so if you saw me in class today reading this lovely book titled "Freedom of Speech", yeah. I'm too tired to put forth my views now, so I'll do so tomorrow.


Happy Children's Day to me!


And you. And you.


And you.


All Hail LJ Fanfics.


All Hail Lady Jane Grey, rightful Queen of England, Ireland and...Scotland? Or was that France? Oh...well.


I watched that Lady Jane movie tonight, even though it came out 20 years ago and probably half of those balding old CHAUVINISTIC old men are six feet under by now. Cary Elwes, or Guilford Dudley as he is known in the movie, is Jane's husband and they are truly madly deeply absolutely unbelievably-for-people-of-an-arranged-marriage really in love. Personally I think he looks (looked, considering that in the movie he was twenty years younger than he is now) like Jesse McCartney. Hey Robyn, I can loan you the video if you like, though I don't know if you'll enjoy the historical fiction.


I am officially gonna to research on Lady Jane Grey and her husband from today onwards. You know, she got beheaded in the end just because people wanted her to be queen instead of Queen Mary? Poor girl. I don't like Queen Mary. I wonder if she's the Bloody Mary some people talk about. I think so!


Now, this is what history lessons should be about. No more boring ol' Gandhi or whatever. Even though I admire Gandhi, Asian politics and history bore me. Seriously. Seriously!


ALL HAIL QUEEN JANE, RIGHTFUL QUEEN NAMED BY KING EDWARD IN HIS WILL.


I think so, or was that just an addition they put in the movie (which was made in 1985)?


If - if if if if if - right now I said that Mr. Lee Hsien Long and our current government suck, would they throw me into a rehab home? Well, personally I think that Mr. Lee's a great prime minister - even though he restricts freedom of speech - but yeah. Just wondered.


ALL HAIL QUEEN JANE.

Saturday, September 24, 2005

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Quickly drawing on my righteous anger at being kissed by the likes of James Potter, esteemed Head Boy or not, I turned to give him a very eloquent lecture on all of the reasons he is a ... a ... a very nice kisser ... NO!


egads. That paragraph belongs to czarina-kathryn, ey kay ey http://www.fanfiction.net/u/613427/.


I just love LJ.

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Robyn is the only debator who has a blog I can actually read. I read her friend Rachael's blog, and I was like, (pardon the Singlish)


"ai yoh, why so cheem?"


Yes, I actually think in Singlish (and hokkien, or whatever 'cheem/chim' is). When I feel like it.


Blogging is a personal/public thing. You don't want to go all formal on people, but since there isn't any right/wrong, each to her own...


From now on, I am going to say her/him, each to her own, etc etc. Femmes rule! Males are just biches with extra pieces of flesh. And horn.


For your information, biche is doe, not bitch. Femmes means females.

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THE NEW NATIONAL LIBRARY SUCKS.


Those designer idiots have obviously tried to give the whole thing a casual posh look, but have ended up with something in between of inbetween of inbetween such that it looks like some normal OFFICE area. Please! This is a library! A LIBRARY, you fucking idiots! ahaha. Ang Mo Kio library looks, like, so much better.


The only areas that look nice/okay are the carpark, and the lift lobby. Ooh, and I like their escalators. But heck. I like all escalators. It's lost the homely feeling it used to have. It not only looks like an office building (as I said before), it also looks like those huge halls in warehouses where people have sales. So ugly.


I'd rather go to AMK library than to go there.


I'm listening to a depressing song now, and I also feel depressed because I'm so stressed, I have to return my favourite library books soon, and my mum just scolded me for nothing. Unfair, unfair. I spilt my drink but it was a very minimum spillage, and she just shouted at me? Eee. I was halfway cleaning it up anyway! There was absolutely no need for her to go all the way downstairs and get a wet cloth and wipe up that damned small spot!


French was nice today. Though I fear that the polo shirt wasn't a good choice.

Thursday, September 22, 2005

There is no right or wrong. But that's not to say there isn't justice and injustice. There IS justice and injustice. It exists. It's just that right and wrong don't exist.Those are just words people use to justify their actions. What is the ‘right thing’? No one ever seems to know, do they? That’s because it doesn’t exist. People, in the end, only do what’s best for them.


The bolded words are quoted from a fellow writer-ess on fanfiction.


Well, anyway, back to my speech on justice and injustice. Basically, I'm trying to say that-


Who ever said justice was right? Who ever said injustice was wrong?


Thus proving once more that there is no right and wrong in this world. Forgive me if I am self-contradictory. If you don't understand what I've just said, you are officially qualified to ace English Literature.


EL Lit is for the suckers! I do not see the point of analyzing books line by line -maybe I'm exaggerating-, I do not see the point of stating why Kwai was angry with Dawan or all that shit. That's for people who believe that everything has to be explained. That's for people who feel that everything is practical, what they call 'normal', close minded, for people who think that everything has a reason and a meaning.


That's for people who believe in definite limits. For people who believe that aliens don't exist. For people who believe that the universe is limited.


That's for people who believe that there is a definite right and a definite wrong.


That's for the suckers.


Thank you.

Sunday, September 18, 2005

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Second hand shops rock! :D


Although the stuff on sale may be a bit...tattered...torn...broken...et cetera...


BUT THEY ROCK.


The new layout is coming up, but I've saved the Malfoy blogskin to my computer - so anytime I want to see his face, I just have to swap the codes and -POOF- , l'image beau de Draco Malfoy. The next layout is sweet. That is, if my coding is accurate. I hope so. (:

Saturday, September 17, 2005

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I need a new layout. Something with a white blackground. I love Draco Malfoy but I'm sick of black backgrounds.




Recently, there have been reports on that whole racism issue. Bloggers blogging about their infernal hatred of Malays. Um, for all those dumb racists out there, here's a tip: If you hate others because of their colour, don't. Everyone has four basic skin pigments (I've forgotten what), and our overall skin colour is based of how much of each skin pigment we have.





For example, FOR EXAMPLE, if us Chinese have 50% of pigment A, 25% of pigment B, 10% of pigment C, and 15% of pigment D, we will end up looking like...well, Chinese. Basically, all races are made up of identical colours. It simply depends on the quantity we have of each pigment. Thus, the argument that other races are different because of their colour is invalid.





AND, if Chinese can turn on the Malays and Indians and say that I hate them, then the Malays and Indians can turn on us and say that We hate those f------ arrogant Chinese. I also think that we Chinese have some undesirable customs which our dark skinned counterparts could easily criticize.





Like incense burning. No one likes incense burning. One joss stick could set a whole building alight. And, who says that burning stuff ensures that the stuff gets to people six feet under? Fire represents LIFE, not DEATH!





Also, Malays and Indians have never openly criticized us. All those reports are of Chinese criticizing people. The Malays and Indians are too honourable to sink to the lowly level of the stupid effing bastardly bitchy freaking friggin frickin' bloody galeux RACISTS. Racists suck!





The Malays and Indians never criticize us, thus why must we criticize them?





To all the racists out there, Chinese or not, va te faire foutre, go rot in hell, and I hope you get reincarnated as a puce even though I don't believe in reincarnation.



unite against racists

Paste this code anywhere you like. (:


Friday, September 16, 2005

dedications

I got 6.5/10 for both History reflections. My mum's a history teacher. I got 6.5/10 for the Lit reflection. My mum's an English teacher as well.


I just can't do reflections, can I?


Or maybe it's just that Mr. Tan and Mrs. Tan don't know how to mark reflection papers. There, that sounds much more reasonable.


Okay, I'm being unreasonable.


But my results suck, either way. Now, I'm going to do the dedications to all my ex classmates. These are stuff I should've have said this January or last November, and it's more than half a year overdue. So there we go. Oh, it's according to register number. Tell me if I got yours wrong because I've always been mixed up at the register 20-25 part.


Blossom - Remember when Ms Normala said that you were the only one who looked remotely cute in your Primary EZLink card photo? Now, that must have been heartening for you. (: I've always thought you were great at socializing. Socialite-to-be? And you're brilliant at running...that time you raced me during the Blue House Practice and you practically trounced me. So sad.


Elaine - Le Diva! I just love your specs. B.O.D. was ... novel. You guys should make a CD or something. If only. B.O.D, I remember, were always the ones to volunteer for anything. Too bad my class doesn't have many of people like you and the rest of B.O.D. =)


Gary - I only know that you're good at badminton. And you've grown a lot taller. Good for you. -Remember when 6A stayed back in the hall during recess to play badminton? Now, that was fun. I'd better stop or Register No. 1 might get jealous.


Zhi Xuan - One of the few ZPS6Asians who actually post at the ZHP6A forum. With all your stressing RI business, it must be hard to find time. I'm grateful for that. And from what I remember, you're a whiz at Chinese and Maths - why couldn't I sit next to you in class? At least, then, I could copy Maths and Chinese answers.


Adeline - Friendly, bubbly - what not? You're so smart that you should've gotten 258 instead of me. You deserve it. I don't. I still don't.


Chu Heng - Heh, have you stopped biting your nails? I'm joking, I'm joking. I haven't seen you since CNY or something. I'm surprised - I've almost forgotten you. But I'll, er, try to remember. You're another one of the numerous Maths whiz-zes in 6a04. Good for you.


Eugene Chua a.k.a. Eugenia - Chinese High, huh. You quit Jap, so sad. I don't blame you. Jap looks terrifying. -ducks flying dungballs thrown by Pei Ying and Guiqi- ANOTHER Maths whiz. I think we have enough. =

Ferris - Chinese High, another one... Hm. You've grown taller, from what I've heard. So sad. So good. So... enviable. Argh. You're an all rounder, unfortunately (for me). I don't know what to say. I don't know you. At all.


Lena - Lena! One of the B.O.D.rians. (: You sat beside me once in p4 chinese class. Remember, when we had to lug our bags to 4C and endure an hour(s) of terrifying Mdm Cai Ping? Okay, I'm joking, she's quite nice, but she's boring. In Primary 4 as well, you called me up during the June holidays to tell me about the homework which Ms Normala forgot to give us. I'm so sorry for semi-shouting at you and being impatient with you and treating you badly over the phone. I'm so sorry. I don't know if you remember that.


Pei Ying - My good friend of p4, p5 and p6. Fellow English smartie. Moley. Bingo Chess. Skittles. Skittles in twisties. Top PSLE Student. 271 - ahh. How's your brother? (:


Dong Hui - I sat beside you once. That time we fought in class and Mrs Lee caught and scolded us. That, was embarrassing but I bet you've forgotten all about it. Heh. Yet another Maths whiz. Catholic High. You say you know two Kenneths. I don't know if you know the Kenneth I told you about.


Ian - Nan Chiau High - I didn't know which school you were in till Teacher's Day, when I saw your uniform. How crazy can I get? He's slightly asthmatic but deals with his problems quite well. Jack of all trades and master of some. The most...soft spoken...of all the guys, besides Travis and Amos. Oh, and he's 6A's beloved emcee. Are you sure there was nothing going on between you and Pei Ying? You guys make a great emcee pair.


Jacqueline - The only person from 6A I've kept in touch with semi-regularly. Good in English, Maths, Chinese, Science - what not? Unlike me, she deserved her high PSLE score.


Janice - I don't think I know you quite well. I think, though, that your previous haircut looked nicer than your current one. (:


Jasmine - my 'sister'. Born on the same day. How coincidental, lol. 24th December rocks.


Joshua - An okay friend. Nice to chat with on msn. Remember that time you got 49.5 for your chinese? When Mr. Lao gave you that half mark so that you could pass? Lol. Good for you. Hopefully your Chinese is getting better. =)


Kester - What...can...I say. 'Only casper can walk through walls, not Kester'. Quoted from Ms Normala. Haha, I'm kidding. I still remember your famous Chinese dictionary. The guys used to bully you in the past, and they still do whenever the 6A people meet up. I personally think that they're jerks. You can't let them get to you. D'you still have your sling waterbottle? Remember how you used to use it as a defence weapon against them? Have it by your side the next time you return to ZPS. Bullies = cowards. (:


Peck Khee - HEY. You always used to steal my hairband, along with a dozen other girls who ganged up against me. You called it harmless fun but I don't think you guys knew much about me then. It was rather mean. But still, who cares. You're a really nice person to hang out with, and sailing sounds cool. (:


Guiqi - Another top PSLE student! Also 271! Ah, this is old news. But still. Also fellow English smartie, and an all rounder. RGS, like Pei Ying and Xinqi. Also known as Magickal Gurl. Assistant Head Prefect. Forgive me, I ramble. Heh.


20. Xing Zi - Jasmine's best friend. I guess that makes you sort of a best friend too, though I hardly know you. Soft spoken when she needs to be, nice company. The average nice girl. =]


21. Look Xinqi - Our prized Head Prefect, all rounder, all round responsible perfectionist. Nice company, a whiz at Science. Always the one to turn to when you need a shoulder to lean on. =)


22. Stephanie - Fellow English freak, though we haven't written poems in ages. Another B.O.D.rian. You got full marks for Listening the other time in P6, I still remember. The only full marks in the class! Envy. Haha. Html diva. =)


23. Sian Ching - PL-lite. The top class! Again! I wish I were too, but my current class is good enough. Especially good in Maths, I remember. How come there're so many Maths whiz-zes in my class? We have too many. =( (:


24. Ee Vian - I'm so sorry about your parents, but life goes on. So do you. =) Hm, I also think that you, like Janice, looked better with your previous haircut. Short hair just...doesn't suit you. She always hangs out with the guys. That's rare.


Clarence - Hm. I always thought you were a really nice guy. One of the few decent guys in class. Even if you played with pokemon cards and stuff (typical guy behaviour, argh), at least you were more decent than the other guys.


Wen Kai - A.k.a. pokkai. You've slimmed down a lot, you know? I couldn't recognize you on teacher's day. At first. Looks like you finally succumbed to the four eyed world. Welcome! (:


Stacy - Me, Myself, I. Remember? ;)


Stanley - I don't have much to say. I don't know him well at all. He's an okay guy, I guess.


Steven - Younger brother of Stanley. At least I know him a bit better. I sat beside him once in P5 and behind him once in P6. Anderson Sec, though he could've gone to RI. All rounder...or so I think. 264...and he went to Anderson? cough Dear cough Steven, you wasted a once in a lifetime chance. :( He plays badminton and soccer really well, yeah.


Qian Ni - We weren't really on good terms when we were younger. Due to a small misunderstanding, we were enemies. When we entered the same 3A, 4A, 5A and 6A, we still weren't exactly on goooooooooooood friend terms. My apologies. You're a nice person. I remember when you kept asking me to deliver letters and I made up the lie about his letterbox being virtually inaccessible. I think you know what I mean. The truth is, his mum was at the gate - thus I didn't dare to post the letter. And, no offence, but the $50 was extreme. His father actually had a talk with me about not giving him such big sums of money. Hey hey, scapegoat-ness! Haha, jaykay. He's moved to Clementi anyway.


Sarah - WHY ARE YOU MOVING?! Now the only ex-ZPS neighbours I'll have are Robyn and Saranya. Hm. ANOTHER Maths whiz. I told you we had too many. I always thought of you as a responsible person. Your group projects on powerpoint were always really really pretty. And you were a good prefect...I think? haha.


Travis - The ultimate Maths and Science genius. What school did you go to? My apologies. ;-_- You always were quiet. Ian and Travis and Amos, best buds forever. The quiet, most decent guy gang who never ever played soccer or played with pokemon cards. That's rare.


Samantha - Another B.O.D.rian. Heh. Like me, she loves to read. She was caught reading in class numerous times... Which accounts for her love of books. Anuzzer English whiz. I remember that your Maths wasn't so good, but then there was this exam/test, you came in with one of the highest marks for the problem sums section. Mrs Lee openly praised you, nice! No one has ever praised me for Maths before. ha.


Amos Tay - Tallest guy in class. Decent, nice - part of the Ian Goh, Travis Chia, Amos Tay gang who miraculously managed to abstain from pokemon cards and soccer. Sweet. Remember atmosphere = amos is here? Or Famous Amos? Okay, I'm lame, but so are the rest of the class. Your average quiet, witty and intelligent guy. Maths whiz as well. Sigh.



Yu Liang - I don't know this guy well. Typical male, I guess. Okay in studies, a bit on the better side where Maths is concerned.




Wei Gin - Samantha and Wei Gin - best friends. =) I always thought you were nice and quiet. Well, maybe not so quiet, but yeah. Though my impression changed a little upon your little encounters with my splutter dear splutter Uncle Daryl. Haha. Intelligent Wei Gin who also happens to be good at Maths. 6A can't get enough of Maths whiz-zes.


Delphine - You should've been the one getting 258 and higher, definitely not me. You were nice to hang out with. Note the objective word. I don't know what's happening, but who ------- cares.


Teddy - Hi Teddy!!!!! -waves- He's the most friendly guy. He, for once, is actually decent to us girls. Then again, it's not like us girls are decent to the rest of the guys, but anyway... He was stuck in Sumatra or something during the SARS period. Heh. Teddy's popular, well liked by those in and below our level. What's more, the discipline headmistresses -Ms Ong and Mrs Goh- like him. Not that they don't like me, but they like him a lot better. Who doesn't like Teddy? (:


Valerie - Aspiring Celloist. (: You're a nice person. Nice to chat with on msn, nice to talk to in person, friendly. All rounder, practically. Intelligent Anderson-ian.


Zong Han - Mr. Liew's pet...I don't think you much enjoyed being his favourite, yeah? Must be horrific, constantly being called to answer questions and having to do extra chinese worksheets just because you're his favourite. -shudder- But you're a nice guy. I bet everyone who sits with you always gets a good laugh once in a while. Though I didn't enjoy you passing my worksheets to the back. Anyway. Hi, bye.


Eugene Yip/ Eugenie - Ditto Clarence. A pretty nice guy. He, Joshua and Zong Han make the Three Musketeers. All three of them are nice when they aren't attempting to pull off my hair band or stick rude stick-it notes to the back of my chair. (:


Finalement...


Yusaku/ fudaoyouzuo - Eheh. You haven't lost any weight...I was half hoping to see some drastic change in your appearence. Oh well. I'm glad you haven't lost your sarcasm and cynicism. P.S. Has your composition writing style changed...I remember that Mrs Lee used to berate you on and on because your compositions were like newspaper reports, or maybe they were too morbid, or they were too illogical... But your grammar is perfect. That's nice to know. =)


Liew Lao Shi's words: Kai Men - open door (LOL. Guys, zip up your fly.) & cai hua - "pick flowers". Which means to deflower. Which represents the highly intimate process that usually takes place in bed that usually takes place between lovers that usually is very embarrassing that usually people don't talk about that usually...


You get my drift.


Oh, and congrats to Si-Ning and Joanna for being voted Level Co. and Level Captain respectively. =)

Sunday, September 11, 2005

Enter writer mood - write six pages for literature! -blanches-


Amazingly my mum said that my 69.7% result was good. Excuse me? I beg to differ. Putting it crudely, I passed by a mere 19.7%. That's sad.


Oh, and she expects no less than an A2 for both Literature and History. She said, (jokingly, I think) that the other subjects didn't matter. Now, where else can you find such a nice mum?


Sadly, I wish she were stricter, so my flunk-ed results can swoosh up to above 75%. I think Robyn would agree, right, Robyn? Robyn?


I'm mad.


I put off her signing of my report book till today, giving the excuse that "I thought I'd lost it and only found it today". Shhh.


Geog test tomorrow! I will only return to the computer this Friday. Dearest, sweet computer, do not ever think that I have abandoned you, for my love of you is true and can weather the worst of storms, never to falter. Absence, after all, makes the heart grow fonder.


-enters pondering mood-


Well, I'm off to do some Maths homework, and pack my bag. Should've packed it this afternoon, but such is the punishment of procastination.


He who procastinates has to stay up till 11pm in the night doing homework, packing his bag, and touching up on a project.


I just realized that the P.E. project is due tomorrow. The website design is okay, though a little too tacky. I should have received the precious research but I've only received a bit!


Oh, well. Off to de-procastinate.

Friday, September 09, 2005

During dinner today, I've learnt one lesson: Mothers are more observant than you think.


That cleared, well...


I've gotten a new Celtic CD. I'm listening to the first track now and I can't help but prefer this to classical music - no offence, mary-anne; I still like classical music anyway. =)


Celtic music seems like Baroque music. Verrrrrrrrrrrrry ornamental.

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I changed the blog song again. Call me fickle but I don't care!

Thursday, September 08, 2005

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If you leave, I won't be there to send you off. I will just brush past you, with perhaps a single glance or maybe none at all. My gaze will be icy and fixed to look merely in front of me. I will be aching to look at you but I will not. You will never ever really know the truth, and that's how much of a coward I am. I carry secrets to the ultimate grave.


That is, if you leave. =)


Hey people, I've posted a thread in a forum, and it's about 'cliches'. It's not about me declaring hatred for cliches. I think it's a pretty new perspective on cliches, and I've spent quite a lot of time on it, so please read it, and perhaps leave your comments. (:


Link here: http://www.gaiaonline.com/forum/viewtopic.php?t=9937240


I've completed my maths scenario! woo hoo! -although, most of it is probably wrong. too many fractions. *winces*-


And I have my lit letter writing left. :D


And I've got the whole soundtrack of Les Choristes now, not just extracts of the songs but the full songs themselves! I'm elated. One of my favourite songs is Cerf-Volant, which translates as "kite". The song you're listening to is an extract from "Vois Sur Ton Chemin", which translates as 'look to your path'.


My posts are getting shorter by the day. I'll try to write a longer post this time. =/


Hey, chaiping. At least you remember my name, even if it's just a vague recollection... I admit I remember your name but not your face as well. Heh.


whoopdedoo. I wonder if I'll actually have the heart to go and source out more ex zps-ers. It'll be nice, you know. haaaaaaaaalelujah.


I want to watch Quidam! Quidam Quidam Quidam. My mum suggested it, but she rarely acts on her suggestions. That time she said we'd go to the beach that afternoon, and we had everything all packed but you know what? She was napping and we ended up not going to the beach.


not that I mean to badmouth her. She's my mum. She's nice when she's not in a temper. =)


I'm a sucker for reviews. Leave me a review -good or bad - for any of my fanfics and I'll be gliding around on it for a day. All you have to do is click that little purple button and type some nice/bad words, and press the other purple button and - walla! You've officially left me a review. Not to mention, a review which can be accountable for my happiness of the rest of that day. Just...review. This is shameless begging but I don't care. :D


I give up trying to extend my blog post. Bye. (:

Wednesday, September 07, 2005

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Aha. Recognize the music, 1Faith-ians? :D


sought the skateboard and found the kitten. =

Then again, it's not like I mind.


deja vu? =)


www.acrushonyou.com is really really annoying. Why send crushes when the recipient probably won't find out who their secret admirer is anyway. But then, it's not like you're a SECRET admirer. I think you're pathetic. Go get a clue, but then, you must be one of those irritating males who can't grasp obvious hints. Is your density like, 10000000000kg/cm³ or something? I know I'm defying physics, or at least, the S.I. units, because in S.I units, there's no such thing as kg/cm³. But still, this is just to show how truly dense you are.


Anyway. Les Choristes is the best French movie I've ever seen! =)
Check this out:


http://film.virgin.net/player/play.asp?url=/film/fid4080/trailers/trid1611/wm/low.asx&filmid=4080&partner=virgin&sec=trl


The trailer for Les Choristes. =)

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Ah. Pfft. Coincidence or what? I recently browsed through the friendlist of friendster's ZPS Alumni and in turn found some blogs of ex zps 6A people of 2003, 2002, etc etc.


Well, what can I say? I went blog surfing. wheee.


Mmhm. I vaguely remembered some people who were in p3 when I was in p1, like Mallory. And of course - who could possibly forget Eve and tingli? Head prefect and assistant head respectively. (:


http://bitchcake-d.blogspot.com - Bernice, whom I vaguely remember. She was in 4A when I was in 3A. Goh Wei Leong's classmate, if I'm not wrong.


http://powderful-chaiping.blogspot.com - Chaiping, whom I think is that really tall girl. I can't remember!


Ah, I can't be bothered to list any more blogs. -_-

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Oh, god. I know that this is 12.55am, but you know what?


...


Who freaking cares! =D


Because I've just read the saddest story in my whole entire density 0.917 g/cm³ life. Fanfiction, as usual, but...sigh. Perhaps the characters may be a little OOC, but still...



Robyn, if you like DMHG, you'll definitely love this Tom/Hermione fic. http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2219937/1/



I've just realized that Tom Marvelo Riddle's initials spell TMR. Tomorrow.


Ah, I'm nutters. Must be the early morning/late night effect.


I'm going to dream of green light tonight. =]


To passer-by...thanks. (:


stace

Tuesday, September 06, 2005

chins =\

Ice has a density of 0.917 g/cm³. wheee.


I refused to play soccer today, as usual, because I can. I just hope they won't view me as some spoilt brat, when I'm not. =P Okay, maybe I'm a little spoilt when it comes to having my way-


because I tend to get a little pissed if I don't get my way, I just don't show it. Much.


There's spoilt for you.


Piano today was okay. Fur elise is kinda fun to play, once you gotten past and over the hard parts. Only that stupid czerny thing - I practised it so hard, for HOURS straight, but once I played in front of teacher I suddenly forgot all my notes and she accused me of not practising?! Where's the justice in that?!


I'm so easily stressed. ):


sought the kitten and found the skateboard. =/


Not that I'm complaining. =D


Oh, what IS it with my excessive use of smiley faces. =

You know, I find it ironic that they call them smiley faces. Not all of them smile. But I'm being pointless here.


That dragon show they air on tv every weekday at 7pm; the plot is kinda cliched. And lame. They did not do justice to Christopher Lee. But at least he's not acting that usual dumb hero character.


I wonder how many chins this one has:


:DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD



Count em slowly.


-failedpessimist
So, by keeping her heart protected

She never ever feel rejected

Little Miss apprehensive

Said ooh, she fell in love



What is the feeling taking over

Thinking no one could open the door

Surprise, it’s time

To feel what’s real

What happened to Miss Independence

No longer need to be defensive

Goodbye, old you

When love, is true

  • Kelly Clarkson; Miss Independent
  • Monday, September 05, 2005

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    I know I'm not an American, but I thought this made makes sense.

    To all of you people out there who despise the homos because they're "unnatural", shame on you. The homos could easily lash out and say that us straight people are the unnatural ones.

    PROTECT THE DESPISED

    I mean, sure, it's a little gross and all to see people of the same sex making out, but there's nothing wrong with that, come to think of it.

    Last year, I would have blanched at the mere thought of homosexuality, but the recent events (I'm not making a dig at anyone) made me realize that homos are just like us.

    Oh, and another quote from someone whom I've forgotten: We're all in this together. You can't just stop the greenhouse and get off.

    What lies beyond the universe?

    -

    I've completed most of the Maths scenario - the extension left. It wasn't that hard after all. =D Yayness.


    You know, I was thinking, if a guy read the sentences above, he would probably be thinking...


    ...and now we have an insight into the ever inexplicable male mind...
    Ahem, so anyway. As I was saying. He would probably be thinking, "Why the hell does she have to say all these? I mean, who the hell cares whether she's completed that dumb maths scenario or not?!?!"
    -glares at the guilty male faces-
    If you told him, face to face, "Yay! I've completed my Maths scenario!"
    He'd probably go, "So?"
    Ah. That ever infamous one-word answer mainly used by our male counterparts. (jaykay, I use that word a lot too)
    That's the problem with the males of this world. Well, some/most of them, anyway. They're just so indifferent and insensitive. And most of the time -or from what I deduce, anyway-, when they pretend to be indifferent, they don't really mean it. Okay, just as males can't fathom feminine mindsets, I can't fathom the minds of our ever acid-esque males.
    If they'd show a bit more awareness to the fact that they (and their crushes) aren't the only people in the world, said pretty blue ball would be a much nicer place.
    No offence. =)

    -

    I swear, women socialites from the regency era are 'Grade A Female Dogs' as quoted by someone anon going by the name of Jolena, and kitchen maids from the regency era are gullible and dumb.


    I picked up some historical reading since yesterday. Flower of Scotland and that other story are really nice. The latter is the regency story I was talking about earlier (are ALL regency era men handsome or something?!) and it's finished, though a sequel is coming up. I'm reading it anyway because the author's a kickass writer. =D


    And, oh, Flower of Scotland is the best historical fic I've read so far, apart from The Witch of Blackbird Pond! It's just brilliant.


    But I figured that it'd be boring to here me rant about my favourite historical fiction stories.


    Well, I've learnt one thing. Ladies and gentlemen from the regency era and beyond go at it like rabbits. And hamsters. ;-_-


    I'm not looking forward to term 4 because I've resolved to study harder during term 4. Gosh, secondary one life does shake one up. I'd rather be back in good ol' primary six when I was young and innocent and carefree. sob.


    I've got my maths scenario to do now, and afterwards some studying for geog. (gawd, who came up with those math scenario things?)


    ZCT

    Sunday, September 04, 2005

    ...

    Historical fiction. :(


    I envy the historical-fic writers. They must be really well-read as to where history is concerned.


    You know, Singapore's history isn't the most interesting thing in the world. I'd rather learn about the history of other countries, like Scotland, Switzerland, Greece, America - Connecticut, France, Italy, Spain, Mexico, England etc. So much more appealing.


    I have a bad memory.

    Saturday, September 03, 2005

    If you've seen my current msn nickname, well.


    suspended between primary school and secondary school


    I used to belong to primary school, but we're now so distant and different that it's like trying to fix a jigsaw puzzle with circular pieces when we mingle. Always some space in between, no matter how close we get. Unfortunately. It's inevitable.


    And secondary school, well, I've more or less settled in and I like it here, though there's something missing.


    I'm a circular jigsaw puzzle piece, unable to fit in.


    The wiser, philosopher-esque me would tell me to alter my shape so I'll fit.


    The 12/13 year old me just distances herself.


    I'm so sorry, Saranya. I promised to turn up yesterday but didn't because I fell asleep while taking a short rest. That seems to happen a lot these days.


    Ugh. I hate myself for being so pathetically angsty, but I can't help it; angst just doesn't suit me.


    Er...heh. I'm not making a dig at you, Robyn...angst sort of suits you, and while that's not a compliment, it's not an insult either. ;-_-


    --

    Friday, September 02, 2005

    Eck. I fell below the 70% mark for my overall percentage this term. 69.7%. You'd think the teachers'd be nice enough to round it off for me, but no, they have do leave that horrible first number of "6" there. Jeezus. I feel like...well, nothing much, really. I'm just moving on with my life.


    But I'm getting into 2Faith next year and I don't freaking care. I'm not, repeat, not go to 2Truth. The 2T classroom is horrible. Not that 2F is any better, but Faith sounds nicer than Truth. Petty, I know, but 2Faith is the better class and I'm going there next year.


    Let's plan out my future.


    In term 4, I will get at least an A2 for English, Lit, Maths, Science, History and hopefully Geography. At least a B3 for Chinese. MEP...well, B4's the limit and I'll cross the line there. =

    As for art...well, ditto - B4.


    With grades like these, I'll almost certainly get above 70%. I DRAW THE LINE AT 70%.


    I guess that means I'll be back to the no-computer-from-monday-to-thursday-unless-absolutely-essential rule, after the holidays. And extensive studying for my geography test which takes place on the first Tuesday after the holidays. And really, really serious work on that dumb Maths scenario -- please, do I look like a pilot wannabe?


    But that's what I HAVE to do if I'm going to hit an A2 in most of my subjects. Grr.


    I have absolutely nothing -except my English- to be proud of in this term's PPR. Pardon the boastfulness but I'm a little ecstatic that I've topped the class in English for the first time... Though my ecstasy was crushed by that horrible 69.7% I got for my PPR.


    There really is no point being upset.


    I don't believe in minus zeros. Thus I'm convinced that once I'm all the way down, the only way to go is ^^up^^.


    ^_^


    I seriously need an imaginary friend.

    Thursday, September 01, 2005

    I thought I'd add on to the post below.


    Yesterday, when I returned to ZPS, there were a bunch of sec two guys there - Chinese High, Raffles, Maris Stella (the Marists. LOL. can you believe that they call themselves that?) and some other schools.


    And like, practically all the guys were wearing the same type of shoes. With ankle socks, duh, but that I won't go into detail. I have no idea what you call these shoes, e.g. turf shoes or blah, but they were sport shoes, anyway. And it's like, all the guys were carbon copies of each other in the sense that they all wore the same type of shoe!!! It was so frustrating.


    Hmph. It was so uniform, so carbon copy-esque, so BAD. Well, having to wear uniforms such that we all look the same are baaaaaaaaaaad enough, but to add on to the same-ness by all wearing the same type of shoes, what? Are yall trying to make up for not having a twin/triplets/quadruplets?


    PSH. That's called blindly following trends. =

    Oh, and Robyn and Saranya and Paula, one of these sec two guys was a certain idiot whom:


    • Paula once had a crush on.
    • Who once was our neighbour.
    • Who used to be my TOTAL ARCH ENEMY but we're on basic, courteous and more or less civil terms now.
    • Who moved away to Clementi because "NUS is nearby so we'll benefit in the long run".
    • Who obviously aims to go to NUS.

    I don't have anything against NUS, but too many people go there. It's so...local. As Robyn would say, commercialized. I'll probably go to NUS anyway, but if I had a chance, I'd go to a university overseas, maybe to take up professional writing. But that's years away. =P