Monday, June 29, 2009
Expecting the world to treat you fairly because you are good is like expecting the bull not to charge because you are a vegetarian.
It's only been one day, but yours truly is already suffering from several ailments, no thanks to mid-years :(My back and neck aches I need a massage!
No one is around to give me one :(
My spine aches :(
My splitting headache huuuurts :((
Funny how I'm always around to give other people massages but it seems like everyone else drops off the face of the earth when I need one.
Okay actually now that I think about it I really shouldn't be lamenting all of these personal afflictions which no one else can sympathize with here.
...
Did I mention my left eye hurts really badly too? It must be from all that staring I did at my GP paper.
Alright I still have no idea what are the 'technical trappings of democracy'. So sue me.
Gawd just ban exams already. Methinks they're kind of like mosquitoes. They both reproduce by the thousands but no one is happy except them.
Prevalent menaces of society are my newest pet peeves.
Along with petitions that don't work. Students who haven't been living under a rock since the H1N1 broke out, you know what I mean.
Mr L called everyone yesterday and I thought it was going to be a happy news flash that AJ had decided to follow in the footsteps of VJ and postpone mid-years but
noitwasNOTlikecomeonwhatdidyouexpect.
Oh my political incorrectness.
But still, freedom of expression ftw :)
I guess now everyone knows which essay I wrote today.
Okay it's not that I've been deluding myself, but times and crises like these call for pleasant surprises, don't they?
At least in my imaginary universe, it does.
So while everyone else goes to school tomorrow to battle the econs dragon, I shall soothe my aches and pains at home.
Now I'm kind of upset that I've liberally sprinkled this post with so many emoticons, but it's not bugging me that much so I'm just going to leave all of them. So there.
What bugs me is that I'm in such a foul mood and I can't hide it, but I promise come Friday I'm going to be back to normal :)
さあ どこまで行ったら 辿り着くの？
the lights went off at 6:55 PM
Thursday, June 04, 2009
If you think things can't get worse it's probably only because you lack sufficient imagination.
I've been traipsing around Singapore a lot lately.Although today was a mega-productive day, I must say :).
I should stop though, if I plan on getting a decent grade for my mid-years. And I should stop sleeping during lectures, though it is rather difficult when people around me are also dropping dead like flies.
Me: MYRA. I just thought of some—
Myra: Zzzzz.
Me: Hey wake up I just tho— *YAWN*
It's contagious, I'm telling you. I think there's some automatic mechanism deep in the human conscience that forces him/her to imitate others when the sleep fairy strikes. One out, all down. It's just waiting to be discovered, just you wait and see.
Okay so although CO has finally let loose (a bit, I suppose) after ohmytian our GOLD WITH HONOURS, YES WE DID IT OH YES WE DID, and ohmygodsoscrewedupwasSOEPICFAIL College Day is also over, Adeline has another dragon to slay for the next few months, not-so-affectionately christened by everyone as PW.
Good God so screwed that we're all pregnant. PeeDoubleU is no fun no fun no fun. Take my word for it.
Ahh and I think I'm going to miss cellobass section so much so much. What's going to happen to us during dazu from now on? :(
Oh Pessimism, SHOO. We're going to thrive. Even though we've shrunk by three-fold and we have no doublebass and we're ohnosogoingtogetpickedon— OKAY PESSIMISM PLEASE SHOOOO :((
Okay enough with me talking to myself and occasionally in third-person. I'm creeping myself out.
And did I mention my media player died last week? But school is in my way again, so I have yet to deliver him into the healing hands of the technicians over at Creative :( I'm sorry Turd please get well soon. Hopefully on your own, but I'm sorry too for stuffing you so full always.
And yeah his name is Turd. Not that you should have a problem with that though, because it is plainly none of your business.
Okay it sounds like my life is so tragic right now, but it really isn't though. I, er, have fun in my own little ways :)
Oh and I can't wait to see Dawn and Bessy and Vanessa and Chinpei ohmytian! MONDAY WHY ARE YOU SO FAR I CAN'T WAIT FOR YOU!
But I must and I shall. Even though clearly my standard of English has sunk to such an unthinkable level, as demonstrated by all the above-written. It must be all that unnecessary mourning I'm putting myself through one too many times over PW.
And I really shouldn't shouldn't shouldn't live up to my title as the Procrastinator Extraordinaire, no I really shouldn't. :((
サブウェイのクキイは美味しかったです♥
Manisha, Shuen, ありがとう、
今日は本当に疲れること。
みんなさん、お疲れ様でした！
the lights went off at 9:53 PM
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Going to church doesn't make you a Christian any more than standing in a garage makes you a car.
Allow me to introduce two words that launched five hundred (and counting) groups on Facebook.Earth Hour.
Okay, Earth Hour has its merits.
As a normal mortal from Earth, you can flick a switch and suddenly feel like a empowered honest-to-goodness environment activist. And after 60 minutes, you can switch it back on and feel like you just saved a thousand rainforest species despite your non-existent regular conservation habits.
Congratulations. Though I must say that you've completely defeated the rationale behind this movement.
Possibly this could lead to many an indignant protest, but this is my journal and this is a matter of personal opinion so I don't want to hear a squeak of others' unhappiness.
As Huanglaoshi discussed in CO today, Earth Hour is a fantastic FAIL of epic proportions of an attempt to save energy consumption.
While some people may have truly felt the call of Earth Hour, others are doing it just for the sake of it.
An example?
What some do, ladies and gentlemen, is turn up the air-conditioning so that the temperature in the house rivals that of the Arctic Circle, and then switch it all off at 8.30.
But are they suffering?
No, because they shut all the doors and block up every crevice in the house so that the cool air can't escape.
So you managed to freeze over your fish tank, commemorate Earth Hour and you didn't suffer a tiny bit.
Hip hip hooray.
NOT.
Alright so the aim for Earth Hour was to get people to switch off their lights and not their air-conditioners, but whatever.
The point is that Earth Hour isn't a good way to go about environment conservation. In fact, it is a fantastically disastrous way of going about it.
Unless, of course, everyone on the face of the Earth practices Earth Day on a regular basis and lives in pitch-black darkness for the rest of the nights in their lives, just like how mankind did before prehistoric cavemen discovered the wonders of fire, then we're talking.
I admit that that could possibly be the depreciator in me spouting again, but from my observance spot in East Coast Park at 8.30, it certainly looked like that, seeing as how none of the estates along the stretch had a lightbulb that so much as flickered.
Well, that's Earth Hour for the realist. The rest of you can start celebrating the god-knows-how-many kilowatts you managed to save without factoring in the people who sent the power plant into overdrive before 8.30.
Go on. You know you want to.
I, however, don't.
Do excuse the crepehanger who's spouting her mouth off again. She will be going decaf immediately, take a long, long break from writing and immerse herself in her work so that she'll stop expounding her theories as to why some takes on energy conservation are completely pointless.
And, during all that, the air-conditioner won't be switched on.
Just so you know.
the lights went off at 11:57 PM
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Everyone is entitled to be stupid, but some abuse the privilege.
Fellas, it's holiday season :)What holiday?
Yes, you all know what I mean.
But in an attempt to fulfil my otherwise pointless new year's resolutions, I shall spare you all my customary gripe and move on to the more beautiful things in life, like putting my day off from CO this week to good use :)
By "good use", of course, I mean having an absolutely SPIFFY time with the best SPIFFY people of course.
So after catching Chua, Cheng, Ewnice and Ethel at the end of their breakfast, we started wandering around AMK Hub like the aimless souls we are. Then we finally settled on a comfortable spot by the fountain, where we exchanged horror stories of Econs and all things terrifying and traumatising like AJ PE :)
I wish I have pictures to show, but unfortunately it hadn't struck us at that time.
Then while we were waiting for Huixian to come join our circle, a huge creep came by, started airing his nonsensical opinions and proclaiming his not-so-impressive 'status' in society, and hence successfully sent us moving to our next destination.
What a kind, gracious society Singapore is, methinks.
But enough of fugly creeps that roam the earth, because there are really way too many for me to even start expounding my literary energy on.
Then Ethel and Cheng left, thus leaving Huixian, Ewnice, Chua and I to head to Carl's Jr, where a moderately pervy and fairly G-rated camwhoring session was to take place.
I'm waiting for the photos from Chua now :) Discussion of eye-candies and such will definitely not be part of this post, hence the lack of detail here.
Sorry for not planning to divulge our deepest, darkest secrets to you unknowns out there.
NOT.
Then after a couple of hours and plenty of hugs, Ewnice and Chua are on their way home, leaving Huixian and I to make our way to Sakae Sushi, where we indulged in what Huixian calls 'indian pancake'.
To the rest of us with normal tastebuds, it's called okonomiyaki, yo.
When Jamie finally came, the three of us then proceeded to make our pilgrimage to our heart-to-heart lounging spot ♥, armed with our favourite bible of all lian-stuff, Teenage.
To the rest of you normal mortals, the spot in question is the Vivocity rooftop, next to the
If you even care.
Watched the sun go down, laughed at the concurrent, high-school-musical-soundtrack-loving, seemingly pointless event taking place, and intently devoured our Guide To All Things Hip And Happening In The Lian World. All of which are evident in the above :)
And also because Huixian's all about capturing glamorous moments and expressions of her best pals:
NOT.
Let's not even elaborate on the Gallery Of Crotch-shots still in Jamie's camera, shall we?
And then we headed to the Land of All Gay Goodness, aka Toys R Us, where it started off relatively commotion-free and oh-so-innocent:
Then these ensued:
Because we're good, sound, mature young adults. Amen.
And then there was this too:
Listen to Huixian's ovaries flutter, in the most unglamorous strip tease you'll ever see in a G-Rated store targeted at YOUNG CHILDREN AND PARENTS.
Do you hear me, Huixian?
IT'S A G-RATED STORE.
THIS IS G-RATED.
THIS ISN'T G-RATED.
... Guess she missed the point.
Welcome to Huixian's world, where G, R and PG ratings all don't mean a goddamn thing.
And Literature students, ex or present, should all pay tribute to the Whale Rider:
Which is why their stuffed toy counterparts are being throttled and squashed between Jamie's iron knees.
Because it's a tribute, can't you see.
Whoever said that the current generation is wasting their youth doesn't know what the hell he's talking about. I'm grabbing the BALLS OF OPPORTUNITY yo.
Don't you think pervy thoughts. Though I know you totally are, Huixian.
Cheryl Lim thinks we should have been evicted and barred from Toys R Us. But methinks we're doing a heck lot of good deeds for them, yo.
You don't want to admit it, but I BET YOU DIDN'T KNOW THESE GUNS WERE ON SALE. AND YOU SECRETLY WANT THEM TOO. ADMIT IT. YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO.
And then we finally exited Toys R Us. Unless we appear on the Wall Of Shame, which I highly doubt even exists in Toys R Us, Land Of Unicorns And Rainbows And All Things Gay And Pretty, you can be sure that we'll be back :)
Then I left and left Jamie and Huixian to drift around Vivo like lost souls haunting the shops. But not before:
HUGGGSSS ♥♥
I'LL MISS YOU TWO LIKE CRAAAAAAAAAZYY :((
Once again, we're good, sound, mature young adults :) Peace out.
the lights went off at 8:33 PM
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Sarcasm helps keep you from telling people what you really think of them.
Adeline needs to learn to catch her tongue before it runs away from her, as it so often does. She needs to stop saying exactly what she thinks and learn to censor herself.Another day which I have to remind myself the importance of self-censorship. Which is not exactly what I should be bothering myself with now, what with CO eating away my social life and history teachers issuing orders about history essay outlines on a whim the day before a tutorial, if you know what I mean.
It's only been a month and some more since school started, and I'm already annoyed with it. Thank goodness for March school holidays next week ♥
I shall spend it in a blissful comatose state, where I will have lovely dreams about nothing. NOTHING. There will be no creepy nightmares about unfinished Bio tutorials, but neither will there be goosebump-inducing scenes about unicorns and rainbows. NOTHING. Which is exactly my kind of sleep :)
But of course someone always has to kick me off my carefully-constructed cloud nine, so I regretfully admit that the above-mentioned will unfortunately remain as, yes, my carefully-contructed cloud nine, due to excessive enthusiasm about "self-directed learning" which is abnormally prevalent here in AJ. Pooh.
On a brighter note, I am pleased to report that 21/09 is settling down happily and we are getting along just fine, thank you very much. We will be having a class outing soon :) which I hope CO and its amazing social-life-eating skills won't be interfering in.
Well okay I mean YES I like my cello.
But not that much.
And, before I reconsider my decision, I will be completing all the holiday assignments the school is giving us, for the first time in my school-going life, to mark my graduation from the juvenile endeavours of my secondary school days. Not that there were many to graduate from, but uh, no one needs to know what I mean by that anyway.
Now, I just need to stop obsessing over the lack of time and not get caught up in AJ's absurdly and unnecessarily hurried pace, which I'm doing a pretty good job of.
Spending quality time with my pillow is where it's at, people :)
the lights went off at 10:44 PM
Friday, December 05, 2008
The One With The Prancing With Dust Bunnies
I'm intending this to be a nice little update (i.e: one paragraph long) after nine months, but we all know that I'm physically and mentally incapable of pulling that off, so we shall not pin our hopes too high shall we?Now that O Levels are far, far, far past and long gone, I have less things to gripe about and am hereby pronouncing myself fit to blog again.
No more mournful moaning and groaning about peristalsis and the like. I like that ♥
It feels like ages since I saw anyone from school, but now I remember that I went out with Cheryl and Jasmine Toh on Monday and had dinner with Jamie (which suddenly ballooned to include another five people overnight). Not that long, apparently.
And from what I hear, post-Prom was fun. Really fun. Just too bad I decided not to go, but at least we had fun during Prom, and not just after.
By the way, the theme really was Venetian Night. I can see how the 'Night' part comes in, but I didn't see hide nor hair of anything remotely Venetian, as far as I recall.
Even the food wasn't Venetian. Venetian Night, with Chinese food. What a joke.
So cut with the pretentious "themes" please. It really doesn't impress.
So now, while I wait for
a) my bumming-around partner Bessy to get back from Beijing
b) everyone to finish uploading hideous Prom pictures (of me) on Facebook,
c) my sister to get herself let out of school,
d) my Lit buddy Jamie to return me my music library (no rush there, I know its a pain transferring ~30GB XD),
I'll just be lazing around gathering dust bunnies and studying my Japanese avidly.
And happily ignoring the unfathomable hype around Twilight. Call me a masochist, but I read the last 3 books and watched the movie clenching my teeth.
You stoopid, spineless girl, Bella. What is the matter with you?
And don't tell me there's something wrong with me for reading too. Nothing has ever been right in the first place. Especially not after a seven-month stint next to Huixian in class.
I await flames from devoted Cullen fans right now.
But while you waste your time doing so, I'll be packing my bags for Taipei and be enjoying my long-awaited birthday in my beloved Hong Kong.
Bon voyage, my lovelies :') January will be here before we know it.
the lights went off at 7:21 PM
Saturday, March 29, 2008
Bloody Morning
Today started out as a lovely day which saw Jamie, Hanxu, Freak and I in school in the wee hours of the morning, aka 12.30a.m.All was smooth and it went like this:
After chatting for quite some time and playing the fool, we got a quick 1-hour nap before we got up to go do our part for the record-breaking thingy our school is currently aspiring to accomplish. And after a 3.2km monotonous stroll around the track with only a woman with a bright blue afro on her head and overzealous, overconfident people for company, we retired to our classroom once more for sleep that would hopefully last till a decidedly more decent hour.
But—NOOOOO.
One:
People can be inadvertently inconsiderate.
Two:
People can be inadvertently selfish.
Plain, plain SELFISH.
And most of all:
No one likes to be wakened up rudely, early in the morning, by incessant giggling and unnecessary acts of mischief, particularly if said person had just gone to sleep after a 3.2km monotonous stroll around the track with only a woman with a bright blue afro on her head and overzealous, overconfident people for company.
Oh that’s three things. And let me tell you, they aren’t exactly the best wake-up presents you want to receive.
Well, YOU can think it’s funny, that oh-we-are-just-taking-pictures, and that it’s just for fun.
YOU can think that I’m making a big deal out of this and that I’m just creating a mountain out of a molehill.
YOU can think that you were just playing for fun and I’m just a petty mean person who doesn’t have a sense of humour.
Well, first let me apologize for not having a sense of humour because I really don’t see what is so funny. So funny that you had to giggle so much that I woke up, so funny that you had to run away in laughter.
You may think that it’s just a meagre picture that I’m being pissed about, but I’m more upset at how people can just be so inconsiderate and selfish at times.
How would YOU like it if someone else did it to YOU?
Yeah, everyone does like having people take fugly pictures of them while they’re asleep and cause them to wake up and not be able to go back to sleep.
Well WE left the light on because we wanted people to know that there were people around if they needed them (aka the RUN).
WE left the light on because we didn’t want people to trip all over themselves in the considerably dark corridor.
WE left the light on because we didn’t want you to be scared or surprised when you came in.
WE DID NOT leave the light on so that you could stand outside and conspire with an awake person inside to take a picture of us just trying to catch a nap before the start of fiesta.
You could come in and take a textbook or pick at the dust bunnies for all I care, but I certainly do not appreciate being awakened by the sound of camera flash.
So sorry that I can’t take a joke.
Anyway I don’t even know why am I saying these about people who are supposedly my friends and comrades in education in such an unholy hour in the morning.
I’m sleepy and tired and grumpy now but I can’t go back to sleep because I’m AWAKE.
At bloody 6-plus in the morning on a Saturday. Thanks to inconsiderate fun of others. I hope you thought it was fun, because I certainly didn’t.
I can tell that I’m making myself out to be a petty little person who can’t poke fun at herself, but it is 6-plus on a Saturday morning, so I don’t care.
Well this is a long rant and I have officially broken my resolution to write happy posts. It could be because I’m sleepy and tired and grumpy, and it could be because it’s bloody 6-plus in the morning and apparently only I, out of the FOUR of us, was awakened by such unpleasantness.
Listen to the rants of a rudely-awakened fifteen-year-old.
the lights went off at 6:41 AM
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
The One With The Warren Buffett Fantasies
I do like writing on the 18th of every month :')Well it's been a lovely week bumming around and melding into the couch, but now it's Term 2 and school has started for two days already.
Adeline has already settled happily into her new seat, from where she has a 180˚ view of 4Wisdom and their amusing little events in class, she has visited the school gym and made up with her striding machine, and she will tell you now that they are NOT divorced, whatever her sister says.
In other words, the world is looking pretty for now :')
But then again, something, or rather, someone always has to spoil her happily ever after, thus she regretfully admits that she has already blemished this term with a screwed Bio SPA and an upcoming something else.
...
Ok enough of the third-person narrative which I'm creeping myself out with.
Well, impromptu's tomorrow :'(
After a quick check on everyone else, I can see that no one is as upset over the prospect of it, unlike yours truly.
Welcome to the life of Adeline Ho, where public speaking of any sort brings on bouts of potential Parkinson's Disease, whether she likes/feels it or not.
And even if you haven't got to the stage of realizing it yet, you'll have dear Karchian around to remind you of it. No worries.
Alrighty then.
I, Adeline Ho, aged 15 years and 3 months exactly, will hereby swear as of today that:
When I get as rich as Warren Buffett, which is highly unlikely in this lifetime, I will build my own universe, where ALL (FORCED) PUBLIC SPEAKING will be eradicated.
And like Hideki Tojo, I shall bar all non-supporters of my cause from my universe, i.e. someone.
History will repeat itself. Muahahaha.
Oh honestly.
I really can't bring myself to take someone who flashes at her students seriously. I do apologize for unintentional bluntness, but my tarnished eyesight pleads for overdue justice.
Yes well I do say that it does sound like an inviting universe :') Flasher-less guaranteed.
I think only Claire, Huixian and maybe some others can be all nonchalant/don't-carish about it, mainly because they don't have to. Everyone else, join the League of Against Public Imperative Speaking, aka LAPIS, founded by yours truly herself.
(The original intended name was the Club of Humanitarians Against Obligatory Speeches Near Grotesque Stupid Unnecessary Criticizing Knicker-flashing Stinkers, but I felt it was too long for remembering. Coincidentally, its acronym is completely politically incorrect as well.)
Oh well.
I shall first run this post through Claire, who is my new tablebuddy and partner-in-crime, before the rest of you get to see this permanently. If you do, that means this has her seal of approval :')
Meanwhile, you can all include me in your prayers, and hope that my tongue does not run away from me tomorrow, as it so often does.
the lights went off at 9:10 PM
Monday, February 18, 2008
Dear Mimmy
You-- yes you, the person reading for some reason which I can't guess what except being bored-- will find the below exceptionally disturbing and by the end of it will feel extremely concerned for my mental well-being, hence I feel most obliged now to assure you that I am not in need of a reservation at IMH, whatever my mom says.Ignore her. She does not understand how anyone can possibly get a B3 in Chinese, much less understand how we can waste precious time bumming around in the library during English while fooling our teachers into thinking we're researching and not feel guilty.
Other than that, she's a pretty cool mom who simply likes terrorizing her daughter with stories of midnight hikes.
Well, on with the post.
*
Dear Mimmy,
I am sure you have never heard of me, but some girl called Zlata introduced you to my good friend Jamie and I during our English lesson today. It might be strangely disturbing, but rest assured talking to figments of another's imagination is not at all as strange and abnormal as I'm starting to think it is.
After all, its a cause we believe in. Do support us. After all, you have been talking to Zlata for years. We can't be any stranger than she is.
Well, Jamie and I composed a DSA application for a certain nobody which we know. You probably have never met her, simply because you are a figment of another's imagination, but if you ever do, you'll realize three things:
1. Wherever you are, it must be hell.
2. She's a frickin' hypocrite.
and
3. We're right about all of the above-mentioned.
Please join us in a prayer for her, so she can get into her desired school. The terrific things she do: balancing the school's hypocrisy quota and bringing their standards of hypocrisy to greater heights.
It's another cause we believe in. Do support us. Even though you are a figment of another's imagination.
Yours,
Ade
*
I'm guessing nobody actually knows what I'm talking about except dear Jamie and Tancheng and Freak.
Oh well.
Then there was Valentine's Day last week which saw the supposedly lovely day mass commercialised yet again by overexploiting manufacturers ripping off innocent people with the underlying promises of undying romance.
I, on the other hand, chose to give (and receive) flowers :'D Flowers are for every occasion, as we all can see.
Thank you Jamie love for your lovely rose <3 and Vanessa too for your unidentified-species but still very very lovely flower <3
Although I did later pretend it was a satellite dish to scare Freak. It's still alive, by the way.
It is a shame that I can't share them, because I want to keep them all to myself :') I'm sure no one else is interested except yours truly, anyway.
Love,
Mimmy
the lights went off at 9:26 PM
Friday, January 18, 2008
The One Where St Nicks Got Eaten
Yessiree it's an interesting week it's been at school.Well alright, nothing's actually out of ordinary, unless you count the death of the bird that was set free during Wednesday's mass and promptly got eaten, or the six (thousand) tests that fried our brains into crisp, or the fact that O's are marching in on us just next week.
An ordinary week at school, I'm sure.
NOT NOT NOT NOT NOT NOT NOT.
First thing about the birds, is that apparently, the birds were kind of like supposed to represent St Nicks and more importantly, US.
Then one got eaten by this big black crow.
We screamed.
The neighbours woke up.
It's an indescribably spectacular scene to make a first good impression on the visitors from China, I must say.
And loads of people cried. From the words that came out of a certain artfully eloquent teacher of ours, they are, in a word, "stupid". And hey, I didn't say that. He -points- did.
It's real tactful, I'm telling you.
Anyway I wasn't really affected, but it did rid my 9 o'clock break appetite, though it came back in time for recess. But you know, that whole eating thing was simply the product of Mother Nature's food web. I swear Biology has a real knack for taking the excitement out of everything, but that's real-life ecology at its best, seriously.
But then that still does not dissuade my conviction that it could be a BAD OMEN.
I must apologize for having the most insufferable optimism in the world.
On a second thought, that could just be aftermath of Whale Rider and grumpy Koro, whom I think could just be overanalysing the whole beaching of the whales issue, now that I think of it. Has simply emo-style mass suicide never occurred to him? Or mass sunbathing, for that matter.
On a brighter note, 4 Wisdom has survived this inauspicious week, and we are all revved up and ready to somersault over the hurdle days from now, aka O results.
Chua has given me a new name too, aka seahorse, or 海马, to add to her stable of an octopus (or octie), turtle, and 河马. That's one big aquarium, methinks.
Hmm oh and besides artfully eloquent teacher of mine, we have another new one too and she is STRANGE. Shall not elaborate more on said STRANGE teacher, but I guess her STRANGEness can be pardoned slightly, since she's about as old as the dinosaur fossils found in Madagascar.
Which might be kind of exaggerated, seeing as the fossils are 230 million years old. Ho hum. But just so you know, I'm still sticking to my theory. Whatever paleontologists say. Because they have never met said STRANGE teacher.
And I guess there aren't any tests this coming week, because our school has never been great at dependable and efficient time management, especially when it come to test dates.
It's a real shitty year, but at least we've got each other :')
the lights went off at 11:05 PM
Friday, November 16, 2007
Tis the season to (NOT) have lessons
It's going to be holiday season for the sec threes soon~ Yes only us lousy sec threes who were at school with the teachers mooning over textbooks while everyone else went off to do heaven-knows-what. Of course, unless you were like Ahnee and ran away to Japan halfway and didn't bring any sashimi back to share.Do excuse my sudden burst of self-pity.
Then of course, there are people like Cheryl who choose to run away right after official lessons were over, i.e, meaning that optional classes like Math remedial are out of the question.
As for moi,I have a grand total of
11 days to go before my Bangkok/Hong Kong/Macau trip! :'D
11 days = 264 hours = 15840 minutes = 950400 seconds to FUNN~
Ahh get me out of Singapore please please :'(
I don't want any more Maths and I don't want to see a new trigo formula until next year when its finally time to start being awake in class and follow whatever the zip a dee doo dah the teacher is doing.
Maybe I should just go to Antarctica and live in an igloo there and have cookies FedExed over, since the Math life is clearly not for me.
Oh and my mom just decided to skip Meet-The-Parents. And just like what all good daughters should do, I shall be following her great example by skipping Maths on Monday.
But wait, don't butt in yet because I AM STILL TALKING. I hate it when people interrupt me in the middle of a speech, like someone who doesn't know how to be polite. Especially when I'm in the middle of a good rant and am just warming up when you butt in. Its like suicide.
Well anyway I have a worthy cause in skipping Maths :'D Three words: Guides camp training.
I can see my plane ticket drifting further and further away. Ho hum.
I think I'll be leaving my blog to crumble whilst I am gone. And when I come back, I don't want to see any 'Wow your blog is so dead' messages.
So sorry that I have non-existent creative stamina to compose posts every five minutes. NOT.
Anyway who knows, I just might find instinctively manage to connect to some wireless on my laptop, which I'm bringing with me, and be able to blog.
Who knows?
the lights went off at 9:06 PM
Thursday, November 15, 2007
Because All That Is Drinkable Is NOT Calcium Carbonate
I'm fed up with Blogger, but I can't do anything except to grin and bear it because I don't like Wordpress or Xanga either. Oh well.And I did blog on Monday, but Blogger is mean and doesn't want to share it with the world. And unfortunately as a user of Blogger, I have to conform to its selfishness, and even so I don't apologize for not blogging anyway.
Well today was a very
Ha yes well over my dead body. Only one person does that, and she does not exist in my universe. Hawhaw.
Well anyway, the highlight of the day: Hanxu convincing herself that limewater is made up of limejuice and water. Apparently, lime + water = limewater
Logical yes, but only in Hanxu's world. Definitely not in Chem world.
Then she decided that it would probably taste like lime too, and probably would have tried if Ethel hadn't told her then that she was crazy. But hey, Ethel tells it like it is. Anyway I wouldn't want her to drop dead in front of me, because then I as her lab partner I would have to bury her. And its inauspicious too.
Oh and its an exciting day for Cheryl too. She saw her first _____ today and laughed at it. Typical Cheryl behaviour, methinks.
Anyway Tessa has decided that complaining about This Person on her blog is catty and she shall not do it again.
Ah well sorry, but as Tessa's evil counterpart, I'm not going to apologize for saying mean things, because if I do say mean things, its probably because you earned them for yourself. You don't see me being mean about people whom I have heard about but have never met or seen do you.
And I do have a reason for being catty about This Person. She does everything that she complains about, yet she can't see it in herself and dislikes people who are like that. What I think is, is that one day when she wakes up and sees herself properly in the mirror, she's not going to like what she sees.
Ha yes well if it doesn't crack first.
I'll tell you what is the latest pet peeve in my book: people who talk constantly about themselves. And I know two of that particular species.
Look, I don't care if you have a mild flu or not, or if you ate lots of porridge or rice yesterday, or how your C5 in Maths sucks. Why? Because they are all minor things which, however 'tragic' they may seem, are things which you should be grateful for. I've had sinus all my life and I've got a F9 in Maths. So don't tell me how sad you are, because while you feel better, I feel worse, and I don't like that. I don't feel sorry for myself, and now that I think of it, neither should you.
Ah well and I've decided that I don't like Maths. Never have and never will. Sorry Mrs Seah I can completely understand if you gave up on me. If you haven't already that is. I would never understand the importance of realizing the existence of tangents to a circle and I guess I'll just have to be contented with my Maths knowledge which only extends to calculation of my mom owing me two weeks' allowance.
Anyway lots of people have been being emo for the past week. Mostly thanks to PPR, that mean and hated 3-letter home-wrecker of an acronym.
Oh and I think Facebook's kinda annoying. Weirdly overhyped too.
I love Superpoke though :'D which is the sole reason why I haven't completely abandoned my account yet. Although Ahnee seems to have a penchant for throwing poultry at me. If another chicken comes at me again Ahnee, I'm going to use the Force on you. Try that for Facebook lingo :'D
Oh and Jamie love, please cheer up in time for our next workout :'D Tessa, Eunice, Chua and I will always be around for you, you know that.
When you assume, you make an ass out of u and me.
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Friday, October 26, 2007
The Land Of Unnecessary Papers Comes Too Often
Decided to revisit my blog after a nearly two-month long hiatus. The destructive End-of-Years Hurricane swept me away to the Land of Unnecessary Papers, and I am hereby pleased to announce that I have burned the whole lot of them and am back BIGGER and BETTER :DYes literally bigger, because Land of Unnecessary Papers doesn't have much use for a gym, or more specifically, striding machines.
But that's okay, because I won't be going back there until next year. I'm planning for a short visit on Halloween this Wednesday though. Everyone is invited.
To
It's not like I'm giving you a choice anyway (insert evil snigger) because NO ONE CAN ESCAPE THE GRIM REAPER WHO RESIDES OVER AT THE LAND OF UNNECESSARY PAPERS.
Not even the old geezers over at Cambridge whom our lives are in the hands of. Especially after they read MY essay. It's that powerful. BEWARE.
Oh well enough of weird personifications which I get the feeling people are starting to get disturbed by.
Oh and Chua and Jamie and I have been commiserating over a very interesting topic.
Anyway this effer in our lives-- yes EFFER, and I can see your jaws dropping? Believe it.
Oh yes and to this thing, I do apologize for trying to be nice.
I don't really mean it. I really don't.
Oh and please do continue to show us what a great role model you are to all of us. We should really learn from your amazing sense of hypocrisy and not care a chicken's ass for the feelings of others. This way, the world would be a happier place and all would be well.
NOT NOT NOT NOT NOT NOT NOT NOT NOT.
Tsch. First rants are always unhappy.
Hmm and then you gradually get used to it, then before you know it, all the world reads and knows about you is the long sad sob story called your life. The end.
Anyway I don't want to talk about a certain person now, and from this moment on she does not exist in my universe, which only includes the good people of the world :D
Hmm well I just realized that maybe if I stopped writing essay-esque posts, I might have enough stamina left over to write another one the next day.
But I won't, because I know myself so well that I can tell you now that I'll go back and extend it to a full-fledged essay.
Like now.
the lights went off at 10:16 PM
Wednesday, September 05, 2007
Secret
Adeline's digression for the day:Trips to the libraries during the school holidays are akin to taking a stroll around Afghanistan and inviting the Taliban to tea. They're both hazardous and should be avoided at all costs.
Apparently, while Hong Kong teenagers become crazed beings over Hello Kitty toys, and US teenagers go nuts while cracking software codes, their Hello Kitty and software codes are our libraries.
When you're feeling idle and bored, do take a trip down to AMK/Bishan Libraries at 9.50 and you will witness a semi-mob fight outside the glass panels of sliding doors while the library staff huddle on the other side of the glass in fear. As the clock strikes 10, watch as the doors finally slide open and teenagers of all sizes will cling to the doors and fight tooth and nail for the honour of being the first one in. Then the race for tables will ensue, and you will witness the most amazing mass race up the stairs.
It can even rival the one in our school during Fried Food Day. Yes, it's that amazing.
Anyway enough about overcrazed teenagers and their somewhat disturbing obsessions.
I had my second outing of the week today, and yes I am appalled at myself as well. Obviously the less-than-43-days-to-exams talk didn't get through to me, as you can see. Ok I went to watch Secret, under the exuberant encouragement of one Dawn Tan.
And here you have Adeline's summary of it under 10 words:
Lovely piano-playing, lovely story, but needs a better ending.
I do seem to have a penchant for naming myself in third-person.
But the thing is that the story really really needs another ending. Yes I know its based on some already-published book or another, but you can change it you know. Hello. If Tommy O'Haver could change Ella Enchanted into something Gail Carson Levine didn't even think of, that shows there's nothing wrong with having a little more fluff in the ending.
Yeah well anyway for me, the ending was quite sad. When the movie ended I was all "WHAT?! SO THAT WAS IT?! BUT WHAT HAPPENED?!" and also thereby ruining the somewhat romantic atmosphere for all the lovey-dovey couples in the cinema. But it also might be because, as Bessy says, I've watched and read too many 100%-happily-ever-after stories already.
I do like happy endings :')
As if it wasn't already obvious enough :/
Oh and my little talk with Jamie yesterday was a revelation :'O
I realized that
a) If the school burned down today, the one place I would ask to be avoided would be the school gym.
b) If I could spend all my school hours in one place, I'd pick the gym. Or maybe not, because it does smell kinda sweaty in there.
c) I miss the gym :'(
d) If we could ask for a graduation present from the school, I'll take MY striding machine any day. Hell yeah.
Ok Huixian you're right the machine doesn't belong to me but I want it to. And I'm going to deceive myself into thinking so. Which I already have.
And like how ____ is so bloody overprotective of ____, you know what, I feel the same way about my machine. The bad news is that its a one-sided love in both cases, as Bessy calls it. I doubt the machine loves me thanks to the daily workouts I give it :/
Fond memories of recess *sigh* -reminisces and forgets that she's blogging-
But now that I think of it, maybe I should avoid the gym for a while and get my head into more important stuff. Like mugging and hitting the books, which I have oh-so-studiously avoided for the entire week.
Eep.
the lights went off at 10:59 AM
Friday, August 31, 2007
It Must Be Heaven-sent
Outing with Tessa, Eunice, Jamie, Chua and Cheng today was the ♥ :'DHmm ok after taking advantage of the oh-so-
Rushed to the MRT and finally met up with Eunice, Jamie, Chua and Tancheng at Bishan after a wild goose chase on the MRT, then survived a MRT ride that had us packed like sardines all the way to Dhoby Ghaut, where we wait and finally meet the fashionably late Tessa :'D and proceed to behave like tourists on the travellator.
Movie dispute at the box office in Plaza Sing was cleverly avoided with a prior arrangement to watch Ratatouille, and we have centre row seats despite being only 15 mins early :O
Ok then we went into the theatre, spent a couple of minutes being nuisances in rearranging ourselves, and finally I sat between Jamie and Tessa, both of whom proceeded to have a fantastic time throughout the movie swapping snacks under my nose. And they were surprisingly both happily agreeable when deciding whose stomach the last nacho should end up in too (':
I suspect that this surprise on my part comes from one too many cookie fights with my sis :/
Hmm and during a self-confessed momentary lapse of sleepiness by dear Tessa, she provided entertainment for herself in the form of accidentally tossing her unfinished popcorn box onto my shoe -_- but she is hereby forgiven because she was impressed by my jumbo-hotdog-under-5-mins eating trick :'D
Then during a particularly hilarious part that had Jamie and I clutching each other in laughter, the poor neglected aforementioned box of doughnuts got shoved to the floor.
Doughnuts: *squish*
Jamie & me: -pause- What was that?
Me: I think it was the doughnuts :/
I'M SORRY FOR RUINING THE DOUGHNUTS :'( Especially to whoever owned the white-chocolate-covered one filled with blueberry. Was filled with blueberry, if you get what I mean :/ Miraculously only my white-chocolate-with-rainbow-sprinkles doughnut survived :'D The rest-- well let's just say they weren't as lucky, but didn't suffer a worser fate than blueberry doughnut.
Then after a Subway meal, we went back to AMK Hub by MRT to meet Shanna and Ethel, during which we had a (how should I phrase it) lively discussion on a current unpleasant-but-still-hot issue in 3Wisdom. Tried to be politically correct and neutral at first, but then gave in when I realized that I was doing a piss poor job of acting nonchalant. Besides I had my own piece to say too and poor Tessa and Eunice do seem distraught over it. Poor things.
And then we walked around a bit after hunting for Shanna and Ethel all over the place, until finally locating them at Artbox. Saw Ethel for a grand total of 5 seconds before she disappeared again, then Tancheng left and the others went off to Shanna's house and I left.
Jamie owes me a doughnuts nowww~ :'D
Oh and the extra Chemistry lessons are postponed too, thanks to the power failure. Someone up there does like us very much don't they?