I understand now.

Thanks a lot.

After a long hiatus, I've finally got enough inspiration to blog :)

Rachel, Wilson, Janson and I went to the beach on Tuesday :) It was very... eventful, I would say. After playing volleyball for around 20 minutes, Janson very artfully, albeit accidentally, threw my volleyball up into the tree.

As you can see, the ball is stuck in a very difficult place, something like an inverted tripod.

Janson doing his best to salvage the situation :P


Wilson here just got the tree to marry him :o

Both of them fretting over the ball.

Following this, we decided to throw Rachel's broken umbrella up the tree, which successfully got itself stuck on the tree too. As quoted from Rachel: "It'd be hilarious... if it wasn't happening to us."

We left the ball alone for the time being while we went for a luge ride :D

Four of us before going on the Skyride







They were so afraid of their slippers falling down into the forestry below :P

Sweet pic

CANDID! :D

Timothy insists that this picture looks haunted. :o

We went up to Imbiah Station and looked around in the gift shop :D

With a big nice snowman :)

Camwhores :P

The two boys

I have no pictures of the Luge ride, but it was awesome :D It's a little steep for a ride that lasts less than 5 minutes though. If there was no Student hot deal, I can't imagine paying $10 to go up once. I mean, do they even NEED so much money to maintain the ride?

Check, Luge ride :)

We rented bikes next :D

Us (minus me) with spastic faces outside 7 Eleven

Anyway, it's no joke riding a bike for one hour straight without proper cushioning. My butt was bruised to some degree for TWO DAYS, and that's saying something, considering your behind is the most fleshy part of your body.

We decided to go back for the ball (because I insisted), armed with a 1.5L 100Plus bottle. Almost empty, of course.

...Not only did we NOT manage to get the ball down, we got the BOTTLE stuck up there too. In a VERTICAL position. Yitong was saying that it'll be damn comical if the cleaner manages to get the stuff down, and he'll find 'treasure' - a volleyball, a broken foldable umbrella, and a 100Plus bottle -.-

We went back to Vivo, tired but satisfied :D

Guess what they are mouthing :P

Because Rachel hates Wilson so much.

Because Rachel hates Wilson so much (2).

We had dinner at Long John's cos we were on a budget. Not surprising, considering we spent so much today. After much discussion we concluded that fast food outlets like Long John's will thrive despite the economic crisis.

Girl: Where shall we go for our anniversary darling?
Boy: Honey, I'm broke, shall we go to Mcdonalds' to celebrate our anniversary?
Girl: ...

The guys happily assumed that the girl will agree to eat at Mcdonalds' for the anniversary, while Rachel and I had enough sense to know that the girl would rack her brains for the most convenient excuse to break up with her boyfriend :P

I'm joking, of course.

Facebook for more photos :)

Wed flew by (because time flies while you're having fun), and yesterday night Bryan Val and Jevon came over for Guitar Hero and PINATA MAKING :D First time I ever made a pinata. We named it Mr E_ and rewarded ourselves properly with chocolate hazelnut ice cream afterward :D

Mr Colin Wee, your ego is officially unhealthy, please keep it in check :)

Alright, end of very long blog post, goodnight for now :)

I was just reading the papers.. Lo Hwei Yen :( She was just 28 :( I guess enough has been said about her so just read the papers or watch the news for more info. I can't imagine what her husband is going through.

The world is such an unhappy place. If everyone was considerate, treated each other like fellow humans instead of discriminating against them, let everyone have equal rights, no one would have to fight for them. No one would have to voice their demands the hard way.

Maybe it's just the human nature to be self-centered and to want to be better, to be on higher ground than others. Perhaps they were suppressed for far too long? How would you gauge "too long" then?

Terrorism is wrong. It's bloody childish. But the threats are real. Terrorists are like kids, bawling and rolling around on the floor, trying to embarrass their parents into buying them their desired toy just because they make a scene. But they're screwed up kids. They're kids who kill.

But then again, will just giving in and meeting their demands necessarily be better? It might just encourage this type of behaviour. As soon as the wailing kid's parent hands the toy over to the cashier to pay for it, all the other kids will be making their demands in a similar manner. Which would be disastrous.

No one should resort to violence. Same for war, murder, and other crimes. Family and friends grieve for the deceased. For Ms Lo's case, Singapore grieves.

On the other hand, I guess it's a wake up call for Singaporeans.

We're so apathetic about current affairs; the most we do is just to read the papers and critique from 'above', voicing our opinions to whoever will listen to us.

We hear about bomb blasts in other countries, and all we do is to register a mental note never to go there - "It's a dangerous country!"

We know innocent people are dying everyday, but we never experienced the hurt they feel.

We've become so complacent just sitting at home or bothering our little minds about trivial things like chope-ing seats in a hawker centre. Ms Lo's death really hit home. Singaporeans won't forget her in a hurry. I won't.

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Thanks for canceling.

Great, now I've chased away the only person who will listen to me. Slap me silly, somebody, please. Sorry Timothy Sum :(

I suppose none of you out there are willing to be my agony auntie so I'll just pour out my feelings to my keyboard and computer screen.

Pouring your feelings to an inanimate object is so stupid, isn't it. Especially to a computer screen and a keyboard.

I feel stupid. And disappointed.

Maybe it's good not to set my expectations too high. Maybe I deserve what I get.

Gist of today: I got excited about something, thought that everyone would turn up, and they didn't. And I was there waiting like an idiot for the first half an hour. Actually I should have known better than get my hopes too high, I guess.

I should just lock myself at home and play Resident Evil on my Wii console.

Because I need a little personal space.

I'm not emo-ing. I just don't feel like sleeping yet so I guess I'll sit here and blog for a little while.

My holidays are.. okay. I haven't touched any holiday homework, so I think I better start now or I'll fail my A's. Training's fine, though I still have a lot to improve on. I currently pose no threat against shooters from other schools. I NEED TO UNLOCK MY GUN SO I CAN START TRAINING EVERYDAY.

Kumon is driving me nuts. Though I have around 9 worksheets left, it's like the longest 9 days of my life. I just can't wait to get it over and done with so I can enjoy butter crab. (courtesy of someone)

I was going to blog about the AC ragging incident but the comments from the general public are so amazingly brainless I don't feel like talking about it anymore. Why don't they check out the degree of ragging in other JCs? If ragging in ACJC causes the public to worry about the 'next generation of leaders', perhaps they should pray to the heavens for the next generation, because ragging is more commonplace than their naive little minds think. Seriously, there are more things to get worked up over.

I don't know what to blog about so I'll just reply tags.

zixi: Sakae sushi cheated my money! I wasn't even hungry. Lol
wilson: Surprised? I'm good :P
Beixin: Yup I guess I was just emo-ing lol. Thanks :)
ZL: Balls cancer sounds sick :( You have right, LOL
huiyi: Life's unfair sigh. Anyway thanks for breakfast on Saturday! :)
cong: Haha yeah I guess he's still my brother.. Thanks haha I'll ask you if I want to learn. Balestier is super far though O.o
cynthia: Ah... This is why I love you ms chai :D Have fun in Msia catch up soon honey :)

I'm worried.

The monster is at it again.

He already exceeded his Wii limit of 2 hours, and he fucking insists on continuing, and I bloody want to play. He says he's "going for tuition soon" and I can play when he's gone. Screw that, understand? Firstly he's already overtime, and why do I have to wait for him to go out before I can play? Seriously, he's bloody hopeless. I hope he gets some disease from sitting down in front of the fucking television for so long. Is there such a disease? Buttock cancer anyone?

Why is it that good piano teachers are so hard to find? I go from one crappy teacher to another crappy teacher to another and another and another and why do I even have to freaking learn PIANO.

:(

Disclaimer: A lot of self-pitying bullshit up ahead. If you don't give a damn about how I feel or what I think, do me and yourself a favour and just stop reading.

Feel like a piece of * now. I don't know what I want to do with my life. Seriously, I've really got to do something about this. I've been drifting through the past 17 years not knowing where to go, what to do, where to head next. Bloody hell, I didn't even get to choose my schools myself. Though I can't blame anyone.. I didn't even know what school to choose myself.

Sure, I've been surviving fine; I've been making friends, given the chance to lead, and even been in a relationship. But it's just what Singapore's rice cooker environment is doing to me and a whole load of other people, I presume. I feel like an underachiever. I don't do well enough, I don't score enough A's (or rather I didn't get ANY A's), I don't have enough CCAs, I don't have enough CIP hours, I don't sign up for overseas trips, I don't get offered H3s, etc etc etc, the list goes on forever but I'm really not going to depress myself any further.

It doesn't help that people always commend these high achievers and praise them to the skies. What for? Because they drive themselves so hard, busying around and doing constructive things every breathing minute? Because they can study and can score all A's?

I don't have anything against high achievers. It's just stupid that they get so much recognition for being able to STUDY. If they're nice people, I don't mind. If they're nerds there's a problem. So I'm supposed to coop myself up at home and deny myself of a life?

These people should just go and kick themselves.

Maybe I'm being bitter, but I don't care.

Life is so boring. We're all stuck in the rat race, unable to break free. After birth you enjoy a few years of bliss as a baby and toddler, then you're whisked off to school to study for the next 10(+) years of your life. Then you go to university or you start working. After working for a few years, you discover the existence of somebody who is the love of your life, and then you get married and have children. Then the cycle begins again.

I don't know what to do with my life. It's so boring. I'm boring. Ughh. What will I be when I grow up?

RVH$ 4L NOW OWE$ ME $330! BLEARGH.

Haha. Anyway, to all Limelighters out there, here are the details for 4L chalet.

Date: 13-15 Nov
Venue: Costa Sands Pasir Ris
Room Number: Unknown

I need you guys to think about whether you all want a BBQ or not, and whether you can make it for the chalet. Please reply me, Huiyi or Jiahui via any means of communication you can find (E-mail, SMS, or even tag on my board! It's to the right. Snail mail is not recommended). Please reply ASAP or heads will roll (your head, not mine). Thanks dearies :)

All the best for people taking the chinese paper tomorrow :)

Screw it, I don't even know how to start this blog entry.

The place I call home is beyond salvation. The monster I have for a brother is not talking to my dad, and my mum stays in her room to watch Korean dramas all night, and can't be bothered about me and my siblings. The monster is stupid, petty, unreasonable, and is so impossibly irritating that I find it very difficult to resist using vulgarities. It (the monster) is the bane of my existence.

He bullies my sister. He gets away with it.
He plays computer games, watches TV, plays the Wii, and obviously does not study. He gets away with it.
Shit, he even gets away from hitting my mum.

It's just so damned unfair. My mum doesn't give a flying fuck about him. She has already given up. He can get away with anything he wants, as long as he doesn't cross her path. She doesn't nag when he doesn't brush his teeth or wash his face (yes, he doesn't). He can shout all he want in the car, eat everything in the fridge that is not his, slap my sister all he wants, and my mum wouldn't even care. On the contrary, he gets a new phone. A brand new touch screen phone that costs $600 excluding the plan. And she doesn't scold the monster when he eats my share of sushi.

Goddammit, it's not even about the bloody sushi anymore.

She restricts me like nobody's business. I can't go out late, can't have anyone in my room, forces me to go for Kumon and piano. She questions me on who I go out with, where I go, what time I'll come back.

Isn't the disparity obvious? He's a scumbag, as disgusting as can be, and my mum turns a blind eye to it. She knows he's useless, but she doesn't do anything about it. No rules for him, because he's in too deep. She just ignores him half the time, while he rots away.

I wouldn't mind that much if my mum was more fair. There is a big fucking problem when she ignores all his faults, notices all of mine, and buys him a new fucking phone.

Maybe you guys could come live with my brother one day! :D

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To those guys out there who think that they're so damn desirable: Go screw yourself, seriously. Oh wait, you've probably been doing so everyday since the day you were born, fantasizing about whatever just to inflate your already gi-normous ego. Take a look in the mirror and use your tiny little brain to attempt to comprehend the fact that you're ugly inside out. Usually brains that minuscule can't understand much, but please, do the world a favour and at least try. Strutting around with your head in the clouds is unhealthy. It makes you fat. Which you are, obviously, but since I'm such a nice person, I'll remind you. You're fats disguised as a human being. I don't give a flying f* if you mess around with other prosties, but stay away from my friends.

It's always such a pain in the ass to think of how to start my blog entry. Okay I just realised that I've started it, so what the heck.

I have concluded that I have either 1) gotten rid of my allergy to rice crispies 2) am not allergic to rice crispies. I ate some today and didn't get rashes :D

PW sucks. I want to get on with training. I want to hold my pistol again. I want to stop lazing around and do something about my life. I think I'm really screwed up. I think PAE 1SD2 is cool. I love Carl's Jr. I'm going to Malaysia tomorrow (or more acccurately, today) to have a short holiday with my family. I want to go on a cruise. I want to stop lazing around and do something about my life (oh, I said that before)

Sheesh. I'm so messed up.





Thanks to all who tagged *hugs* loves :)



the trump card has been thrown

I'm currently having a full-blown hives attack. In case you guys don't know how it looks like, here it is. This picture is obviously not taken by me. Been having these attacks from time to time.. And I don't even know what the hell I'm allergic to. I consumed a nachos cheese bun from Breadtalk, butterscotch chip and pecan cookies from Famous Amos, chicken rice, a barley drink and a fruit platter (oranges, purple jelly and plum). Nothing out of the ordinary :( I wonder why. I'm itching like crazy :( I'm glad I'm at home so I don't make a scene out of myself. It really is gross shit. Now I'm trying to apply calamaine lotion to ease the itching :(

Anyway I shall stop ranting on and on about disgusting rashes. PW is becoming a pain in the ass. I mean it's okay if you do a few periods per day, but hours on end? It'd be the same for all other subjects. This extremely boring situation is further exacerbated by the presence of some very irritating people. They get on my nerves more than PW. Some surprisingly selfish and stubborn souls sicken me.

I suppose I'm one screwed up person :(

Anyway thanks people for all the birthday gifts and well-wishes :D on facebook sms face to face whatever :) and the presents too :D I think I feel most loved when I receive gifts so thank you people :) loves.

I'm going to do my PW background now bye :)

Today I had the unfortunate experience of sitting beside someone with extremely unbearable body odour. This old man wearing a sleeveless top just plonked himself into the seat next to me without much concern for the foul air I was breathing in. The bus had so many available seats and he had to sit next to me - how lucky. And I feel nauseous when I smell something really bad.

My birthday is in 24 hours and I have to say that I'm a little apprehensive about growing older. I know people age day-by-day, but it's the the official feel of your birthday you know? You're suddenly legally (insert your age here). Nobody cares whether you're 16 years and 364 days old but they care when you're 17 years old. Sigh never mind forget it.

I'm going to sleep now goodnight guys.

Brain Drain

Lame jokes: Jokes that irritate people because the answer is totally random and they have absolutely no chance of getting it right

Econs paper tomorrow, and I have totally zero hope of passing my maths (if I don't buck up now) which explains why I'm experiencing severe brain drain right now. I cna't eevn bolg porperly. Wow.

Went for Mr Forrest Lim's wake yesterday with mixed feelings, namely apprehension, sympathy and confusion. It was my first time being at a teacher's wake (and I do hope I'll never have to attend one again) and I'm still a little traumatized by the whole thing - it's just too surreal and I can't bring myself to believe it. I have no pictures of it due to obvious reasons.

His cousin explained to us about the cause of his death and I think it was the first time all of us actually understood what he was going through - why he tends to speak so slowly and how he actually felt everytime he stepped into an air-conditioned room (just for our sake, I might add). And all the times we made him angry, I had no idea we were aggravating his condition.

Then our 'tour guide' told us that he 'loved his students' and said we were 'good boys and girls'.

I am assuming he didn't tell us about his syndrome because he didn't want us to worry. Which makes me kinda pissed off because he totally knew he was weak but yet he kept pushing himself and working so hard just so we could get an 'A' for our PW. He didn't even get to see our I&R.. :'(

According to his cousin, his illness was a 'family curse' and would be passed down to the sons in the bloodline. And I am assuming that's why he didn't get married...

On a brighter note, I guess death put an end to his suffering (morphine...!! wth?).

Thank you Mr Lim, for everything you've done for us, for marking our WRs so conscientiously and putting in the effort to judge our OPs before our prelims. We really appreciate it. Sorry for all the times we made you pissed off or angry because we were showing you slipshod work. May you rest in peace.

Discrimination

Apparently there is some discrimination going on in the world of sports goods, shoes in particular. Sizes for Adidas and Nike footwear never go above 9.0 for ladies with some exceptions. Thus, shoes with relatively more attractive designs are limited only to women whose feet are small enough, while the rest have to choose from the not-so-pretty designs. So, women with large feet have to wear men's shoes, is it?

Excuse me, if I am not mistaken, the era when women in China used to bind their feet is, uh, over? This is not Cinderella hor, tall women with large feet exist! Tall women with small feet are horrendously so not balanced.

Atrocious. (Janson don't laugh at me please)

I&R is super irritating. You have to complete it, but it gets pushed to the back of your mind 'cos you can't really be bothered about it with exams starting so soon and besides it isn't even counted anyway (I think), but it stays there and nags relentlessly at you nonetheless. I mean, I love Beatrice Choong, but really, PW is pointless.

Anyway good luck for promos everyone. What doesn't kill us makes us stronger :)

Superheroes and Underwear

Sorry I haven't been posting for so long ( thanks for all the tags lovelies I do read them, even if I don't reply them :) )

Did I mention that I'm ending Kumon next month? :D

An eventful weekend spent mugging and talking about superheroes and their not-so-intimate/private wear.

Why does Superman wear such an inconspicuous 'inner wear' on the outside?
1) To attract attention to his crotch area, lah!
2) Sponsored by, thus must endorse Nike/ Adidas/ (some company prolific in its marketing and publicity efforts)
3) Superheroes need to be distinguishable from the normal human being, thus have to deviate from normal human behaviour of keeping inner wear in, thus have to abnormally do what they do

Then Valerie said that in the real Superman movie, the producers had to digitally enhance 'dehance' the size of his *ahem* 'cos it was too large. :o All women would be happier if that applied to them too..

So we went on to Batman (whom we think exudes more 'cool' because he has opted for more indistinguishable underwear), Spiderman (whom does not wear any attention-grabbing inner wear on the outside but simultaneously shows his lack of sponsors, thus does not need to endorse), Wonder Woman (and wondered why she didn't wear her _ on the outside as well, since superheroes have a propensity of doing that) and even the Incredibles (who ALL wear a combination of red and black)

I personally think superheroes who wear their inner wear on the outside are quite dumb, I mean when they send it to the laundry they'll have to wash the whole suit instead of just the inner wear. Then I was opposed why an indignant one who claimed, "They wear on the inside also lah!"

Okay lor, fine.

I just realised that this blog post is utterly pointless, but since I've already typed it out..

Good luck for promos everyone :)

Did I mention that I am crazy stressed right now?

Walau, I post so many photos but still no tags one, super pissed off I'm not going to post anymore hor :(


Anyway happy birthday to Valarie and Rachel :D I didn't forget okay :)

Bye bye I want to try to mug for promos

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MR CHEONG YIXUE :D



May you find a girlfriend soon :P

Maths test tomorrow, gotta run. Good luck dearies :)

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