♥ Tuesday, February 24, 2009 ♥
Frustration (Or Not)
24 February 2009
LONG POST AHEAD (AS USUAL)
I am in an inexplicably good mood today!
Actually, I was. Now I just want to sleep. No, I want to finish this blog post first, then sleep. I know it's very early, but who cares. I need my beauty sleep. True beauties sleep early. Hahaha. Ahem.
Eh, wait. I forgot. Before I sleep, I must play Lion King first! I know, I know. Such a childish, immature game. But that game was created practically centuries ago! Nobody expects mature stuff like The Sims at that time right. And my siblings and I used to play it when we were little. Ahhh. Nostalgia.
Anyway it's not like I have any other games to play! Lost the The Sims 2 disc, and I forgot my Maple Story account and password. And there's no need for speed anymore. (Haha. Qualified as pun or not? Hmm. Not.)
Okay. I must get to the point. The blog is titled FRUSTRATION and here I am rambling on and on about some nonsense nobody wants to know.
So, I am so frustrated because - OUR SCHOOL IS FUCKING INSANE.
Those of us who go to school early in the morning, for house practice or whatever, and wish to go out of the school again, to go home, for tuitions, et cetera, have to write fucking letters to the school!
You might think, so, a letter? No big deal!
We still need to enclose so many ... sort-of-confidential details into the letter. Bah. What is the school planning to do, monitor our every movement? Gee, what's next? Maybe we need to get slips or write letters to go to the loo too. You never know.
And, we need to PERSONALLY take the letters to see the VIPs *hideous scowl* of the school, for them to check and give permission, for them to scan and x-ray the letters for signs of forgeries and blah. Damn. Bullhorn. They must have a lot of time. Well, then I sure as hell hope they have an enjoyable time seeing at least half of the afternoon session.
We have to photocopy the letter and keep it at our sides at all times. So if you are spotted outside the school by a teacher and do not have that copy of the letter, you will .... get demerited. *yawn* Typical. What else?
Don't give me the "it's for your own good crap". That is the last thing I want to hear right now.
Grrrr. I can't even have lunch opposite school now! Sigh. Long story.
Anyway, if the school wants us to eat in the school canteen every day, then they should provide more variety of food! As in, different food every day. Or at least different food every week. Damn. How can one possibly live with the same food for an entire year? Heck, maybe even for five years. I don't think the food choices ever change.
Besides, they must get rid of the crows. Yes. CROWS. Crows in the canteen. How appealing. A boring bowl of noodles, a glass of artificial juice, and crow feathers and germs. Perfect combination. Yum.
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Plenty of quail eggs at school today!
Nah, not for our tummies. For Biology experiments. Pooh. What a waste. Imagine taking your own baby and throwing it into hydrochloric acid. All that pain of enduring labour, of carrying the baby for nine (in a quail's case ... I don't know) months, for nothing?
At least the quail will feel proud if us great and intimidating humans eat her eggs right. Pooh.
Eh. I'm not implying anything ah. I WON'T feel proud if someone eats my baby in the future.
Ehmm. I realize that I still don't sound that frustrated so I modified the blog title.
This post is, as usual, going nowhere. Hmm. And no, it is just not possible for me to post a short and sweet post. Don't ask why.
I am finally growing out of the "Rui Mei-Laziness Phase"!! Yay! Did my homework like a good girl (except for the Chinese essay which I chose to ignore) and wanted to upload the photos I took during the past few weeks only to find that the camera is not here with me. WTF.
Actually, while I am growing out of the "Rui Mei-Laziness Phase", I am starting to go through another Rui Mei-inspired phase, a much worse one - the "Rui Mei-Gluttony Phase". Damn. I have this sudden craving for all kinds of unhealthy food and beverages.
Pretzels. Sushi (eh, healthy one right). Ice Blended Coffee (with whipped cream = unhealthy). Chocolate brownies. Mashed potatoes. Cheesy wedges. Pepperidge Farm Soft Baked Cookies. Japanese potato chips. Royce chocolates. The infamous Japanese "White Lover" Biscuit/Chocolate thing.
Yeah, yeah, as if you care. Pooh.
Errrgh. If Ee Leng didn't let me eat all those fabulous Japanese food last year, then I'd be craving much, much less food.
Oops. This post is like really long. Didn't realize it until now. Sigh, I have a tendency to over-babble. Guess this means no more Lion King for me. Awww.
LONG POST AHEAD (AS USUAL)
I am in an inexplicably good mood today!
Actually, I was. Now I just want to sleep. No, I want to finish this blog post first, then sleep. I know it's very early, but who cares. I need my beauty sleep. True beauties sleep early. Hahaha. Ahem.
Eh, wait. I forgot. Before I sleep, I must play Lion King first! I know, I know. Such a childish, immature game. But that game was created practically centuries ago! Nobody expects mature stuff like The Sims at that time right. And my siblings and I used to play it when we were little. Ahhh. Nostalgia.
Anyway it's not like I have any other games to play! Lost the The Sims 2 disc, and I forgot my Maple Story account and password. And there's no need for speed anymore. (Haha. Qualified as pun or not? Hmm. Not.)
Okay. I must get to the point. The blog is titled FRUSTRATION and here I am rambling on and on about some nonsense nobody wants to know.
So, I am so frustrated because - OUR SCHOOL IS FUCKING INSANE.
Those of us who go to school early in the morning, for house practice or whatever, and wish to go out of the school again, to go home, for tuitions, et cetera, have to write fucking letters to the school!
You might think, so, a letter? No big deal!
We still need to enclose so many ... sort-of-confidential details into the letter. Bah. What is the school planning to do, monitor our every movement? Gee, what's next? Maybe we need to get slips or write letters to go to the loo too. You never know.
And, we need to PERSONALLY take the letters to see the VIPs *hideous scowl* of the school, for them to check and give permission, for them to scan and x-ray the letters for signs of forgeries and blah. Damn. Bullhorn. They must have a lot of time. Well, then I sure as hell hope they have an enjoyable time seeing at least half of the afternoon session.
We have to photocopy the letter and keep it at our sides at all times. So if you are spotted outside the school by a teacher and do not have that copy of the letter, you will .... get demerited. *yawn* Typical. What else?
Don't give me the "it's for your own good crap". That is the last thing I want to hear right now.
Grrrr. I can't even have lunch opposite school now! Sigh. Long story.
Anyway, if the school wants us to eat in the school canteen every day, then they should provide more variety of food! As in, different food every day. Or at least different food every week. Damn. How can one possibly live with the same food for an entire year? Heck, maybe even for five years. I don't think the food choices ever change.
Besides, they must get rid of the crows. Yes. CROWS. Crows in the canteen. How appealing. A boring bowl of noodles, a glass of artificial juice, and crow feathers and germs. Perfect combination. Yum.
**********
Plenty of quail eggs at school today!
Nah, not for our tummies. For Biology experiments. Pooh. What a waste. Imagine taking your own baby and throwing it into hydrochloric acid. All that pain of enduring labour, of carrying the baby for nine (in a quail's case ... I don't know) months, for nothing?
At least the quail will feel proud if us great and intimidating humans eat her eggs right. Pooh.
Eh. I'm not implying anything ah. I WON'T feel proud if someone eats my baby in the future.
Ehmm. I realize that I still don't sound that frustrated so I modified the blog title.
This post is, as usual, going nowhere. Hmm. And no, it is just not possible for me to post a short and sweet post. Don't ask why.
I am finally growing out of the "Rui Mei-Laziness Phase"!! Yay! Did my homework like a good girl (except for the Chinese essay which I chose to ignore) and wanted to upload the photos I took during the past few weeks only to find that the camera is not here with me. WTF.
Actually, while I am growing out of the "Rui Mei-Laziness Phase", I am starting to go through another Rui Mei-inspired phase, a much worse one - the "Rui Mei-Gluttony Phase". Damn. I have this sudden craving for all kinds of unhealthy food and beverages.
Pretzels. Sushi (eh, healthy one right). Ice Blended Coffee (with whipped cream = unhealthy). Chocolate brownies. Mashed potatoes. Cheesy wedges. Pepperidge Farm Soft Baked Cookies. Japanese potato chips. Royce chocolates. The infamous Japanese "White Lover" Biscuit/Chocolate thing.
Yeah, yeah, as if you care. Pooh.
Errrgh. If Ee Leng didn't let me eat all those fabulous Japanese food last year, then I'd be craving much, much less food.
Oops. This post is like really long. Didn't realize it until now. Sigh, I have a tendency to over-babble. Guess this means no more Lion King for me. Awww.
♥ craving chocolate kisses ..
10:39 PM
10:39 PM
♥ Tuesday, February 17, 2009 ♥
Hotness. Haha. :D
17 February 2009
Went to PISA to watch the Commonwealth Fencing Competition today.
I am guessing that 99% of the students who went really went because they wanted to skip classes. Us included. I couldn't even feign some enthusiasm and interest while watching the competitions. Sigh. I feel so guilty. Sorrrry.
Proof that I am a typical, stupid, girlie, shallow airhead :
We saw a truly hot guy (angmoh, what else? Asian meh. Not my type. xD). And he was sitting a few rows in front of us. Like typical adolescent girls, we just nudged each other and giggled and tried to take photos of him (but failed). Apparently we weren't the only ones.
Well, he really is that gorgeous. Just a bit on the short side, for an angmoh. But who am I to say anything? I am a shortie too. =P
I feel so uncool now okay. We were so ... so ... uncool.
Since we were sitting behind him, all we saw was his side profile and his back. We were ... let's say, a bit eager to see how he looks like from the front. Now I half-hope we did not see his face at all. Arrrgh. He glanced at us once, and we almost fainted. Literally. LOL.
Love at first sight. Lust at first sight. Something. Hahaahaa.
I wish we were more open-minded like most angmoh girls! Hello, if we were, we would have just thrown a note with something like "You're hot" at the guy's head already okay. We did contemplate about throwing a few Koko Krunches at him, and there was Rui Mei's not-so-subtle "Oh my shoes fell down there" suggestion.
Actually there were many hot angmoh guys (and girls) there. Nice. *winks* So instead of sitting there talking about nonsense, we ogled all the people there AND talked nonsense at the same time.
This post is getting nowhere. Pooh.
Will post the photos we took next time. (photos of us - of the average and mediocre looks - not the hot angmohs, pfft)
Went to PISA to watch the Commonwealth Fencing Competition today.
I am guessing that 99% of the students who went really went because they wanted to skip classes. Us included. I couldn't even feign some enthusiasm and interest while watching the competitions. Sigh. I feel so guilty. Sorrrry.
Proof that I am a typical, stupid, girlie, shallow airhead :
We saw a truly hot guy (angmoh, what else? Asian meh. Not my type. xD). And he was sitting a few rows in front of us. Like typical adolescent girls, we just nudged each other and giggled and tried to take photos of him (but failed). Apparently we weren't the only ones.
Well, he really is that gorgeous. Just a bit on the short side, for an angmoh. But who am I to say anything? I am a shortie too. =P
I feel so uncool now okay. We were so ... so ... uncool.
Since we were sitting behind him, all we saw was his side profile and his back. We were ... let's say, a bit eager to see how he looks like from the front. Now I half-hope we did not see his face at all. Arrrgh. He glanced at us once, and we almost fainted. Literally. LOL.
Love at first sight. Lust at first sight. Something. Hahaahaa.
I wish we were more open-minded like most angmoh girls! Hello, if we were, we would have just thrown a note with something like "You're hot" at the guy's head already okay. We did contemplate about throwing a few Koko Krunches at him, and there was Rui Mei's not-so-subtle "Oh my shoes fell down there" suggestion.
Actually there were many hot angmoh guys (and girls) there. Nice. *winks* So instead of sitting there talking about nonsense, we ogled all the people there AND talked nonsense at the same time.
This post is getting nowhere. Pooh.
Will post the photos we took next time. (photos of us - of the average and mediocre looks - not the hot angmohs, pfft)
♥ craving chocolate kisses ..
10:16 PM
10:16 PM
♥ Sunday, February 15, 2009 ♥
Teachers ... *scoffs*
15 February 2009
Forgot to mention something yesterday.
After I fell down, I went to ask this teacher whether she has tissues or not. I told her I fell down, and I needed tissues to wipe off the dirt and blood.
She did give me her packet of tissues (only one tissue left, but still a tissue nevertheless), and then guess what she said?
Our conversation, roughly translated from Chinese to English :
Teacher : "Aiyo, you fell down ah! What house are you in?"
Me : "Green."
Teacher : "Huh! That's my house! One of my girls, that's terrible!"
(Her tone obviously indicated that she was more worried about the marks. I could have died, and she'd only mourn and wail about the loss of one mark.)
Me : *pissed* "I did get the mark okay?"
Teacher : "See, you all like to fool around and play play play, then? You fell down."
WHAT THE FUCK. Did she think I actually fell down because I was fooling around? Did she think I fell down on purpose? How amusing. Throw myself onto the floor and get myself injured on purpose. She must be nuts. Did she think I felt good after enduring such mortification? HUH?
While Rui Mei accompanied me to clean and bandage my wounds, the rest of our group went off to another place for another sport. Later, the both of us saw another one of our house teachers.
When she saw us, she said :
"Eh, the both of you who did not participate in the __ activity just now, quickly do it now, get the marks for our house."
There goes the marks again.
Did it even occur to her that I MIGHT NOT be able to participate in that sport? Damn.
That is our school. They don't really care about the students. What they genuinely care about is their own image, their own glory. Marks. It is always about marks. Exams. Demerit marks. Everything.
They said they are glad that so many people got 8A's in the PMR last year. Were they really happy for us? Nah. I don't think so. They were probably mirthful because the excellent results are good for our school's image. WTF.
Blaaaah. I hate this place.
Forgot to mention something yesterday.
After I fell down, I went to ask this teacher whether she has tissues or not. I told her I fell down, and I needed tissues to wipe off the dirt and blood.
She did give me her packet of tissues (only one tissue left, but still a tissue nevertheless), and then guess what she said?
Our conversation, roughly translated from Chinese to English :
Teacher : "Aiyo, you fell down ah! What house are you in?"
Me : "Green."
Teacher : "Huh! That's my house! One of my girls, that's terrible!"
(Her tone obviously indicated that she was more worried about the marks. I could have died, and she'd only mourn and wail about the loss of one mark.)
Me : *pissed* "I did get the mark okay?"
Teacher : "See, you all like to fool around and play play play, then? You fell down."
WHAT THE FUCK. Did she think I actually fell down because I was fooling around? Did she think I fell down on purpose? How amusing. Throw myself onto the floor and get myself injured on purpose. She must be nuts. Did she think I felt good after enduring such mortification? HUH?
While Rui Mei accompanied me to clean and bandage my wounds, the rest of our group went off to another place for another sport. Later, the both of us saw another one of our house teachers.
When she saw us, she said :
"Eh, the both of you who did not participate in the __ activity just now, quickly do it now, get the marks for our house."
There goes the marks again.
Did it even occur to her that I MIGHT NOT be able to participate in that sport? Damn.
That is our school. They don't really care about the students. What they genuinely care about is their own image, their own glory. Marks. It is always about marks. Exams. Demerit marks. Everything.
They said they are glad that so many people got 8A's in the PMR last year. Were they really happy for us? Nah. I don't think so. They were probably mirthful because the excellent results are good for our school's image. WTF.
Blaaaah. I hate this place.
♥ craving chocolate kisses ..
10:53 PM
10:53 PM
♥ Saturday, February 14, 2009 ♥
Happy Valentine's Day
14 February 2009
Prepare to hear me babble about what seemed to be the most memorable Valentine's Day in my whole life.
*I got something!*
Let me tell you about this incredible day.
Today was a kind of Sports Day. Just not the normal kind. Instead of like the usual kind of Sports Day, where the chosen students compete against each other, all the students had to take part in the sports this day.
We were on the field at around 4 o'clock in the afternoon. The sun was blazing and scorching hot, but not that I really minded. I like being tanned.
The first sport was 100 meters. I love running! I always had. Not that I am bragging or anything, but I used to be a good (quite, for someone like me) runner. When I was in primary school, I was in the Athletic Club, and I used to join all those MSSPP competitions at the stadium.
*nostalgic*
SO, WHY THE FUCK DID I FALL DOWN WHEN I WAS RUNNING??!
It was such a shock. Halfway through running, I felt my shoes becoming loose, and I attempted (futile attempts, pah) to slow down, and then I just collapsed. Just like that. In front of so many people. Haaa. Great.
I was so fucking mortified, humiliated, and embarrassed.
But I just pushed myself off the ground and continued running. I am sooo proud to say (sorry, but I really am not bragging. I am just in a fucking foul mood, and I have to say something to make me feel better about myself. You know, regain my confidence, something like that.) that even though I fell down, I still managed to finish the 100 meters within 18.00 seconds.
I was aiming for 14.00 - 16.00 seconds (that is my usual standard since secondary school), and in the end I got around 17.00 seconds. I think I almost couldn't make it. But I did. In the 10 people that ran together, I was the 2nd. Only the two of us finished the run within the allotted time. So I'm pretty happy! Seeing that I fell down and all ...
I know, I know. Stop boasting already. Poo.
Anyway, bad news. I have a terrible feeling. There was this teacher, who was holding a camera in her hand. I really hope that she was just taking photos, not recording. Because if she recorded me falling down and climbing up again .... *moans* Someone like her? She will probably show it to all the other students.
After I finished running, she said that it was a really good thing, falling down and climbing up and continuing to run.
So, I have a really bad feeling about this.
Well, out of the 4 marks I only got 2. Big disappointment. I was expecting at least 3. I didn't pass the high jump. I tried, but the result? The ... is bandage the word? (Bandage sounds too terrible) fell off. Again.
Thanks to the kind St. John members! They helped me clean my wounds for at least three times. I am so grateful ... And sorry ...
No need to say anything about the long jump. I just walked onto the sand, which was a bad idea, seeing that I have two wounds.
Wounds + Sand = _______
Figure it out yourself.
Now my wounds hurt like fuck. When I was younger, the wounds didn't hurt this much. I mean, it hurt when I moved or accidentally brushed against them. This time? I am just sitting here, not moving, not doing anything, staying as still as a statue, and it hurts.
My mother said that it hurts more than usual because instead of just a few deep scratches, this time my skin was partially scraped off. Yuck. Gross.
It is so excruciatingly painful! Agonizing. It feels like I just dabbed fresh, red hot chili onto them. Such a stinging feeling. *groans*
I said I got something for Valentine's Day. Well, I really did! A whole barrelful oflove PAIN. Blooooody wounds.
So, was this my memorable Valentine's Day?
Apparently not.
When I came home, I found out that the Maple Story 7-Eleven Slurpee cup is cracked. That was when I broke down in tears. Hello, God. How much do you expect me to take in in just one day? The cup is my sister's. And I borrowed it from her to show it to Rui Mei. And I ruined it. I will have to ask Ee Leng to buy me a new one from Singapore. Sigh.
Besides, it turned out that the cup wasn't the only thing that cracked. My toenail is cracked too. *bursts into tears* What the fuckkk.
Today was truly horrible.
I hope I can have better luck in the near future. Like maybe, tomorrow.
Oh. My right palm hurts too. Tiny wound. *wails dismally*
I know it is incredibly filthy and unhygienic of me, but I haven't bathed yet. I fear going into the shower. I am trying to put it off for as long as I can. I hate the feeling of water touching a wound. Ouch.
Oh God. My life is a mess. An awful, painful mess.
There are so many things I can't do now. I can't sleep comfortably, I can't kneel (though I don't see why I would), I might not be able to run the 100 meters for PE on Tuesday, I might not be able to climb the stairs (four floors, yay) as fast as I used to. Worst of all, Rui Mei might walk faster than me. Which will be a first.
How do I erase the humiliating thoughts from my mind? I do not want to think about how stupid I looked when I fell down like that. Sigh. I wish the spell "OBLIVIATE" from Harry Potter exists.
Wounded, both physically and mentally.
Happy Valentine's Day, people!
Hope you had a better day than mine.
(Took a few photos in class today, with Iris and Rui Mei. Will post it when I finally get out of my "Rui Mei's Laziness Phase".)
Prepare to hear me babble about what seemed to be the most memorable Valentine's Day in my whole life.
*I got something!*
Let me tell you about this incredible day.
Today was a kind of Sports Day. Just not the normal kind. Instead of like the usual kind of Sports Day, where the chosen students compete against each other, all the students had to take part in the sports this day.
We were on the field at around 4 o'clock in the afternoon. The sun was blazing and scorching hot, but not that I really minded. I like being tanned.
The first sport was 100 meters. I love running! I always had. Not that I am bragging or anything, but I used to be a good (quite, for someone like me) runner. When I was in primary school, I was in the Athletic Club, and I used to join all those MSSPP competitions at the stadium.
*nostalgic*
SO, WHY THE FUCK DID I FALL DOWN WHEN I WAS RUNNING??!
It was such a shock. Halfway through running, I felt my shoes becoming loose, and I attempted (futile attempts, pah) to slow down, and then I just collapsed. Just like that. In front of so many people. Haaa. Great.
I was so fucking mortified, humiliated, and embarrassed.
But I just pushed myself off the ground and continued running. I am sooo proud to say (sorry, but I really am not bragging. I am just in a fucking foul mood, and I have to say something to make me feel better about myself. You know, regain my confidence, something like that.) that even though I fell down, I still managed to finish the 100 meters within 18.00 seconds.
I was aiming for 14.00 - 16.00 seconds (that is my usual standard since secondary school), and in the end I got around 17.00 seconds. I think I almost couldn't make it. But I did. In the 10 people that ran together, I was the 2nd. Only the two of us finished the run within the allotted time. So I'm pretty happy! Seeing that I fell down and all ...
I know, I know. Stop boasting already. Poo.
Anyway, bad news. I have a terrible feeling. There was this teacher, who was holding a camera in her hand. I really hope that she was just taking photos, not recording. Because if she recorded me falling down and climbing up again .... *moans* Someone like her? She will probably show it to all the other students.
After I finished running, she said that it was a really good thing, falling down and climbing up and continuing to run.
So, I have a really bad feeling about this.
Well, out of the 4 marks I only got 2. Big disappointment. I was expecting at least 3. I didn't pass the high jump. I tried, but the result? The ... is bandage the word? (Bandage sounds too terrible) fell off. Again.
Thanks to the kind St. John members! They helped me clean my wounds for at least three times. I am so grateful ... And sorry ...
No need to say anything about the long jump. I just walked onto the sand, which was a bad idea, seeing that I have two wounds.
Wounds + Sand = _______
Figure it out yourself.
Now my wounds hurt like fuck. When I was younger, the wounds didn't hurt this much. I mean, it hurt when I moved or accidentally brushed against them. This time? I am just sitting here, not moving, not doing anything, staying as still as a statue, and it hurts.
My mother said that it hurts more than usual because instead of just a few deep scratches, this time my skin was partially scraped off. Yuck. Gross.
It is so excruciatingly painful! Agonizing. It feels like I just dabbed fresh, red hot chili onto them. Such a stinging feeling. *groans*
I said I got something for Valentine's Day. Well, I really did! A whole barrelful of
So, was this my memorable Valentine's Day?
Apparently not.
When I came home, I found out that the Maple Story 7-Eleven Slurpee cup is cracked. That was when I broke down in tears. Hello, God. How much do you expect me to take in in just one day? The cup is my sister's. And I borrowed it from her to show it to Rui Mei. And I ruined it. I will have to ask Ee Leng to buy me a new one from Singapore. Sigh.
Besides, it turned out that the cup wasn't the only thing that cracked. My toenail is cracked too. *bursts into tears* What the fuckkk.
Today was truly horrible.
I hope I can have better luck in the near future. Like maybe, tomorrow.
Oh. My right palm hurts too. Tiny wound. *wails dismally*
I know it is incredibly filthy and unhygienic of me, but I haven't bathed yet. I fear going into the shower. I am trying to put it off for as long as I can. I hate the feeling of water touching a wound. Ouch.
Oh God. My life is a mess. An awful, painful mess.
There are so many things I can't do now. I can't sleep comfortably, I can't kneel (though I don't see why I would), I might not be able to run the 100 meters for PE on Tuesday, I might not be able to climb the stairs (four floors, yay) as fast as I used to. Worst of all, Rui Mei might walk faster than me. Which will be a first.
How do I erase the humiliating thoughts from my mind? I do not want to think about how stupid I looked when I fell down like that. Sigh. I wish the spell "OBLIVIATE" from Harry Potter exists.
Wounded, both physically and mentally.
Happy Valentine's Day, people!
Hope you had a better day than mine.
(Took a few photos in class today, with Iris and Rui Mei. Will post it when I finally get out of my "Rui Mei's Laziness Phase".)
♥ craving chocolate kisses ..
7:11 PM
7:11 PM
♥ Wednesday, February 11, 2009 ♥
The Little Blood-Sucking FUCKERS
11 February 2009
I hate when whenever I plan to post a blog entry with three sentences and it turns out to be three kilometers long instead.
Expectation is the root of all heartache - William Shakespeare
I love this quote. So true.
There are a few photos to ... admire below if you don't want to read all the crap. If you want neither then just go away and please, do me a favour. Kill all the mosquitoes within a 20000 km radius of yourself.
The amount of homework is killing me! (don't ask why this post exists)
Actually, not only the amount of homework is killing me. The amount of mosquitoes are killing me too. How can there be at least five fucking mosquitoes in my room?! And how can there be at least two of them circling around my head right now? Are they not scared of me?! HOW CAN THEY NOT BE SCARED OF ME?!!?! Grrrr.
I swear, I have been so good to the mosquitoes. Every time they flew near me I just flicked them away, giving them a second chance to live. (more like I was too lazy to even lift my hand up to swat them) But they always came back.
Oh, there is also one innocent, stupid, buzzing fly in my room, but as I said, it is innocent. There is not a single drop of my precious blood in its body. But actually, why is there a fucking fly in my bedroom!?!? Weird. Must have flew in through the window or something.
I was lying comfortably on my bed last night and staring at the ceiling blankly with pleasant thoughts racing through my head, and suddenly I felt two mosquitoes flew past, snapping me out of my sweet reverie. What the fuck.
I couldn't stand the thought of the fucking creatures sucking my blood when I am asleep and completely unaware of their evil misdeeds, so I just turned the lights on, and sat there for awhile, patiently waiting for the fuckers to zoom straight into my face.
In the end? It was I who went hunting for them all because none of them were brave and gallant enough to come and face me.
It is so unfair!! Chicken mosquitoes. Ever heard of war, huhhh? You fight, I fight. You attack, I attack. Not you attack while I am snoring like an elephant with a smile on my face and a puddle of drool around my pillow. That is so wrong.
Ahh, anyway, such a peaceful night I had yesterday. No disturbance from the little blood-suckers. But then, what's the use of a peaceful sleep when it only lasts for around 4 or 5 hours?
Correct! No use at all.
I am going to lock myself in my room at 11 o'clock today, and I will sleep at 12 o'clock. One hour to kill the mosquitoes. Screw homework. My blood is more important. Anyhow*, I can't do my homework with all those mosquitoes flying around.
Oh, thank God that my room is (for now) completely devoid of lizards, except for one tiny one I saw last year. I'd rather sleep with a thousand mosquitoes than with a lizard.
Or maybe not.
Here. You must be bored. A few photos from Singapore - which you have probably seen before, and probably will see again when I update about the trip properly, which might be never but what the heck - and a few random ones :
Oh, stupid flash.
Flash spoils my beauty. LOL. xD
LG Ice Cream
It looks almost edible ... *licks lips*
How can anyone resist? It's so sleek and shiny and pretty! I wantto eat!!! I WANT.
Dice Sweetheart Candy
So sweet. I want to eat!! I think the texture is something like marshmallow, yummy ...
Okay, okay. Fine. They are just dices. Not candy.
Hsieh Ying & I
Now, look at my legs. Then look at my arms. Then look at my legs again.Then look at my a- Anything strange?
Why ah whyyyy. My arms should be the colour of my legs! My legs are perfectly tanned which is what I want and then my arms are so disgustingly pale. Yuck.
Noooo something must be wrong with Hsieh Ying's camera.
xD
Yi Ling ♥
Secret Recipe :D
(don't ask, because I don't know)
My shirt is rather ... err, hypnotizing, is it not?
Hypnotizer, hypno-hypnotizer, you're a hypnotizer,
Oh, hypnotizer, oh, you're a hypnotizer, baby ...
Oh crap.
It is way past 11 o'clock and I haven't killed a single mosquito yet. I gotta run!
Ta! :)
Mwah. You know I love you! XOXO~
*Anyhow is a stupid word. Those who read Mr. Midnight will know. Sigh, such childish books, they are not even remotely scary. I read them when I was at Jane's house out of sheer boredom and curiosity. You know, to see what the new MM books are like. And I saw at least three anyhow(s) on the same page. Boooo.*
(SHIT. THREE KILOMETERS IT IS.)
I hate when whenever I plan to post a blog entry with three sentences and it turns out to be three kilometers long instead.
Expectation is the root of all heartache - William Shakespeare
I love this quote. So true.
There are a few photos to ... admire below if you don't want to read all the crap. If you want neither then just go away and please, do me a favour. Kill all the mosquitoes within a 20000 km radius of yourself.
The amount of homework is killing me! (don't ask why this post exists)
Actually, not only the amount of homework is killing me. The amount of mosquitoes are killing me too. How can there be at least five fucking mosquitoes in my room?! And how can there be at least two of them circling around my head right now? Are they not scared of me?! HOW CAN THEY NOT BE SCARED OF ME?!!?! Grrrr.
I swear, I have been so good to the mosquitoes. Every time they flew near me I just flicked them away, giving them a second chance to live. (more like I was too lazy to even lift my hand up to swat them) But they always came back.
Oh, there is also one innocent, stupid, buzzing fly in my room, but as I said, it is innocent. There is not a single drop of my precious blood in its body. But actually, why is there a fucking fly in my bedroom!?!? Weird. Must have flew in through the window or something.
I was lying comfortably on my bed last night and staring at the ceiling blankly with pleasant thoughts racing through my head, and suddenly I felt two mosquitoes flew past, snapping me out of my sweet reverie. What the fuck.
I couldn't stand the thought of the fucking creatures sucking my blood when I am asleep and completely unaware of their evil misdeeds, so I just turned the lights on, and sat there for awhile, patiently waiting for the fuckers to zoom straight into my face.
In the end? It was I who went hunting for them all because none of them were brave and gallant enough to come and face me.
It is so unfair!! Chicken mosquitoes. Ever heard of war, huhhh? You fight, I fight. You attack, I attack. Not you attack while I am snoring like an elephant with a smile on my face and a puddle of drool around my pillow. That is so wrong.
Ahh, anyway, such a peaceful night I had yesterday. No disturbance from the little blood-suckers. But then, what's the use of a peaceful sleep when it only lasts for around 4 or 5 hours?
Correct! No use at all.
I am going to lock myself in my room at 11 o'clock today, and I will sleep at 12 o'clock. One hour to kill the mosquitoes. Screw homework. My blood is more important. Anyhow*, I can't do my homework with all those mosquitoes flying around.
Oh, thank God that my room is (for now) completely devoid of lizards, except for one tiny one I saw last year. I'd rather sleep with a thousand mosquitoes than with a lizard.
Or maybe not.
Here. You must be bored. A few photos from Singapore - which you have probably seen before, and probably will see again when I update about the trip properly, which might be never but what the heck - and a few random ones :
Oh, stupid flash.
Flash spoils my beauty. LOL. xD
LG Ice Cream
It looks almost edible ... *licks lips*
How can anyone resist? It's so sleek and shiny and pretty! I want
Dice Sweetheart Candy
So sweet. I want to eat!! I think the texture is something like marshmallow, yummy ...
Okay, okay. Fine. They are just dices. Not candy.
Hsieh Ying & I
Now, look at my legs. Then look at my arms. Then look at my legs again.
Why ah whyyyy. My arms should be the colour of my legs! My legs are perfectly tanned which is what I want and then my arms are so disgustingly pale. Yuck.
Noooo something must be wrong with Hsieh Ying's camera.
xD
Yi Ling ♥
Secret Recipe :D
(don't ask, because I don't know)
My shirt is rather ... err, hypnotizing, is it not?
Hypnotizer, hypno-hypnotizer, you're a hypnotizer,
Oh, hypnotizer, oh, you're a hypnotizer, baby ...
Oh crap.
It is way past 11 o'clock and I haven't killed a single mosquito yet. I gotta run!
Ta! :)
Mwah. You know I love you! XOXO~
*Anyhow is a stupid word. Those who read Mr. Midnight will know. Sigh, such childish books, they are not even remotely scary. I read them when I was at Jane's house out of sheer boredom and curiosity. You know, to see what the new MM books are like. And I saw at least three anyhow(s) on the same page. Boooo.*
(SHIT. THREE KILOMETERS IT IS.)
♥ craving chocolate kisses ..
9:13 PM
9:13 PM
♥ Sunday, February 08, 2009 ♥
*scowls*
8 February 2009
Is this unfair or what?!?!?
I just heard that my sister might (probably will) be getting a new laptop, and my mother will be using my sister's old one (which was my brother's before he bought a new one).
HELLO!!
What about me??!!? No old laptop. No new laptop either. What the -?
This is bullshit. BULLSHIT.
My second brother's girlfriend changed her phone recently, and she was going to give her old one to ... who? My sister. Of course. And said old phone is probably still brand spanking new. I said was because she forgot to bring the phone for my sister this past CNY. And she still probably is going to give it to her.
Not that I want an old phone or anything. I want a new one. As in, new new.
Pooooo.
P.S./ Now only I found out how freaking hard it is to pronounce the words haute couture. Sigh.
Is this unfair or what?!?!?
I just heard that my sister might (probably will) be getting a new laptop, and my mother will be using my sister's old one (which was my brother's before he bought a new one).
HELLO!!
What about me??!!? No old laptop. No new laptop either. What the -?
This is bullshit. BULLSHIT.
My second brother's girlfriend changed her phone recently, and she was going to give her old one to ... who? My sister. Of course. And said old phone is probably still brand spanking new. I said was because she forgot to bring the phone for my sister this past CNY. And she still probably is going to give it to her.
Not that I want an old phone or anything. I want a new one. As in, new new.
Pooooo.
P.S./ Now only I found out how freaking hard it is to pronounce the words haute couture. Sigh.
♥ craving chocolate kisses ..
7:56 PM
7:56 PM
♥ Saturday, February 07, 2009 ♥
-CNY 2009 -
LONG POST AHEAD!!!
25 January 2009
Reunion dinner. It was so boring.
At least it was a sumptuous meal!
But the button mushrooms were missing. There were considerably less mushrooms than last year! Gah. See, I told you this year's Chinese New Year sucked.
Oh, did I mention that there wasn't a chocolate fountain this year too?
26 January 2009
Went to visit many cousins I don't know. They might as well be complete strangers.
It seemed so insincere! We greeted them all with cheerful "Happy Chinese New Years and Gong Xi Fa Cais!", and then we got angpows. After that, we sat down, watched the TV, played with Ee Leng's iTouch, talked among ourselves instead of with said unknown cousins, snacked on the assortment of crackers and tidbits laid out on the tables ... and then we left, just like that, with hasty goodbyes, like we couldn't wait to get out of that place. Which we really couldn't. At least, I couldn't.
Sigh, it was like we were just visiting all the cousins to get angpows and steal their food. (which is, in a way, true) Insincere, indeed.
Slept for the whole afternoon, then after dinner, we went to Gurney Drive. For ... certain reasons. It is a tradition!
And buying Coffee Bean was sort of a tradition too, until this year. Poooh.
Ee Leng & I
My whole body looks distorted. Weird.
My sister, Ligo, Ee Leng & I
His real name is Li Hong but we called him Ligo (of the Ligo Raisins :P) sometimes when we were young, and the name stuck.
Anyway, he was trying to imitate a cripple in a wheelchair, and obviously, as you can see, he failed. xD
Oh, I was wearing my pretty white wedges with the lace-up ribbons!! Yes, the pair that my sister "accidentally" stepped on. Pffft.
25 January 2009
Reunion dinner. It was so boring.
At least it was a sumptuous meal!
But the button mushrooms were missing. There were considerably less mushrooms than last year! Gah. See, I told you this year's Chinese New Year sucked.
Oh, did I mention that there wasn't a chocolate fountain this year too?
26 January 2009
Went to visit many cousins I don't know. They might as well be complete strangers.
It seemed so insincere! We greeted them all with cheerful "Happy Chinese New Years and Gong Xi Fa Cais!", and then we got angpows. After that, we sat down, watched the TV, played with Ee Leng's iTouch, talked among ourselves instead of with said unknown cousins, snacked on the assortment of crackers and tidbits laid out on the tables ... and then we left, just like that, with hasty goodbyes, like we couldn't wait to get out of that place. Which we really couldn't. At least, I couldn't.
Sigh, it was like we were just visiting all the cousins to get angpows and steal their food. (which is, in a way, true) Insincere, indeed.
Slept for the whole afternoon, then after dinner, we went to Gurney Drive. For ... certain reasons. It is a tradition!
And buying Coffee Bean was sort of a tradition too, until this year. Poooh.
Ee Leng & I
My whole body looks distorted. Weird.
My sister, Ligo, Ee Leng & I
His real name is Li Hong but we called him Ligo (of the Ligo Raisins :P) sometimes when we were young, and the name stuck.
Anyway, he was trying to imitate a cripple in a wheelchair, and obviously, as you can see, he failed. xD
Oh, I was wearing my pretty white wedges with the lace-up ribbons!! Yes, the pair that my sister "accidentally" stepped on. Pffft.
27 January 2009
Went hiking in the morning.
Went to another cousin's (cousins I actually know) house in the afternoon.
Went to watch Inkheart at Gurney at night.
Went to Sushi King after the movie.
Now, that, is something truly bad for the environment. Look at all the yellowish-black smoke! Almost suffocated. And almost lost my ability to hear things. It was deafening and the ... what, remnants? of the crackers flew everywhere, hitting us on our heads, legs, hands ....
Ee Leng, my sister & I
Ah, perfect evidence that we are all gluttons.
28 January 2009
Lazed around in the house for the whole morning and half of the afternoon.
Went to yet another cousin's house for a BBQ party.
Helped them cook the sauces for the pasta. It was fun!
Poor mushroom ready for slaughter ...
And the slaughtered mushrooms ...
Oh, I killed my baby mushroom. Aww.
The adorably-shaped pasta (lions, I think they were)
Ripples flip-flops
Cute, aren't they? I love Ripples!
My cousins' garden
Nah. My dream house~
Looks like something straight out of The Sims right?
Fifi the Poodle
Couldn't resist the urge to camwhore, sorry. Hahahaa. Vain people never could.
My cousins and I
Like I said, I never knew that fireworks (if those are qualified as fireworks, that is) can give me such satisfaction! They are so pretty the way they sizzle and sparkle ...
I like these photos!
Besides those small, lousy (but nice) fireworks, there was also the big, loud and expensive kind ...
Did not take any photos, just recorded a video, and I haven't uploaded the video yet, and I don't plan to upload it anyway.
The video is of terribly quality, because you can hear me shouting about how freaking loud the fireworks were. My cousin bluffed me! He said it's not loud. Gah.
So I was shouting, and at the same time I was stepping backward to get a nicer view (footage, is that called? *shrugs*) of the fireworks, and instead I backed straight into a stupid chair. So for a few seconds, I only managed to get the "shooting" of the fireworks into the frame (whatever it is called), instead of the "bursting" of the fireworks, if you know what I mean.
Well, I print screened the fireworks from the video, here they are!!
They are sooo gorgeous, are they not! I especially love the blue and gold one. And the right-hand corner one. It's nicer in the video, where it sort of ... dissolved and sparkled at the same time. Blah, it's indescribable.
The failed ones. LOL. =)
29 January 2009
Went to Queensbay with Hui Min.
Queensbay is kind of boring! Such a dead, dead place. Whereas Gurney is so warm and welcoming ; all the shops seem to beckon invitingly for you to enter and have a look around.
Caramel Hot Chocolate
Couldn't drink cold beverages, so ordered this instead. It's sweet and foamy, I like it!
Hair was weird. =.=
I look so weird in the second photo. :S
Anyway. I bought some books at Borders. The total was RM94.20.
Damn. It was so long ago and I can still remember the number.
Oh, I chose books with nice covers! x)
Little Black Dress Books
I am well aware that these books are available in the school library, but I'd rather buy them myself than borrow them.
Let's just say, the conditions of the library books are ... not that good. Even though those books are still new. Just wait, maybe after a few weeks they won't be that good anymore.
Now this is a book with a pretty cover! Front and back!
But nothing beats the Gossip Girl covers, especially the prequel one. =D
Not only is it pretty on the outside, it is pretty on the inside too! I LIKE! Reminds me of children's books.
I haven't read the book yet, and I don't really know what it's about. Something about fashion, I think.
2 February 2009
Went to Jane's house for the ... Tian Gong thing. Don't know what it's called in English.
My sister and I go there every year (we don't do this kind of thing at home). We used to just stay there until 1 or 2 o'clock, and then walk back home. But since we moved houses, we stayed over at her house! =)
Fireworks!
There. Two yucky photos of myself to end the post! (Gosh the second one is like reallyyy yucky. Eew.)
Okay! Ta! :D
Went hiking in the morning.
Went to another cousin's (cousins I actually know) house in the afternoon.
Went to watch Inkheart at Gurney at night.
Went to Sushi King after the movie.
Now, that, is something truly bad for the environment. Look at all the yellowish-black smoke! Almost suffocated. And almost lost my ability to hear things. It was deafening and the ... what, remnants? of the crackers flew everywhere, hitting us on our heads, legs, hands ....
Ee Leng, my sister & I
Ah, perfect evidence that we are all gluttons.
28 January 2009
Lazed around in the house for the whole morning and half of the afternoon.
Went to yet another cousin's house for a BBQ party.
Helped them cook the sauces for the pasta. It was fun!
Poor mushroom ready for slaughter ...
And the slaughtered mushrooms ...
Oh, I killed my baby mushroom. Aww.
The adorably-shaped pasta (lions, I think they were)
Ripples flip-flops
Cute, aren't they? I love Ripples!
My cousins' garden
Nah. My dream house~
Looks like something straight out of The Sims right?
Fifi the Poodle
Couldn't resist the urge to camwhore, sorry. Hahahaa. Vain people never could.
My cousins and I
Like I said, I never knew that fireworks (if those are qualified as fireworks, that is) can give me such satisfaction! They are so pretty the way they sizzle and sparkle ...
I like these photos!
Besides those small, lousy (but nice) fireworks, there was also the big, loud and expensive kind ...
Did not take any photos, just recorded a video, and I haven't uploaded the video yet, and I don't plan to upload it anyway.
The video is of terribly quality, because you can hear me shouting about how freaking loud the fireworks were. My cousin bluffed me! He said it's not loud. Gah.
So I was shouting, and at the same time I was stepping backward to get a nicer view (footage, is that called? *shrugs*) of the fireworks, and instead I backed straight into a stupid chair. So for a few seconds, I only managed to get the "shooting" of the fireworks into the frame (whatever it is called), instead of the "bursting" of the fireworks, if you know what I mean.
Well, I print screened the fireworks from the video, here they are!!
They are sooo gorgeous, are they not! I especially love the blue and gold one. And the right-hand corner one. It's nicer in the video, where it sort of ... dissolved and sparkled at the same time. Blah, it's indescribable.
The failed ones. LOL. =)
29 January 2009
Went to Queensbay with Hui Min.
Queensbay is kind of boring! Such a dead, dead place. Whereas Gurney is so warm and welcoming ; all the shops seem to beckon invitingly for you to enter and have a look around.
Caramel Hot Chocolate
Couldn't drink cold beverages, so ordered this instead. It's sweet and foamy, I like it!
Hair was weird. =.=
I look so weird in the second photo. :S
Anyway. I bought some books at Borders. The total was RM94.20.
Damn. It was so long ago and I can still remember the number.
Oh, I chose books with nice covers! x)
Little Black Dress Books
I am well aware that these books are available in the school library, but I'd rather buy them myself than borrow them.
Let's just say, the conditions of the library books are ... not that good. Even though those books are still new. Just wait, maybe after a few weeks they won't be that good anymore.
Now this is a book with a pretty cover! Front and back!
But nothing beats the Gossip Girl covers, especially the prequel one. =D
Not only is it pretty on the outside, it is pretty on the inside too! I LIKE! Reminds me of children's books.
I haven't read the book yet, and I don't really know what it's about. Something about fashion, I think.
2 February 2009
Went to Jane's house for the ... Tian Gong thing. Don't know what it's called in English.
My sister and I go there every year (we don't do this kind of thing at home). We used to just stay there until 1 or 2 o'clock, and then walk back home. But since we moved houses, we stayed over at her house! =)
Fireworks!
There. Two yucky photos of myself to end the post! (Gosh the second one is like reallyyy yucky. Eew.)
Okay! Ta! :D
♥ craving chocolate kisses ..
2:03 PM
2:03 PM
♥ Tuesday, February 03, 2009 ♥
Bloooody Mosquito
3 February 2008
FUCKING MOSQUITOESSSS!
Shooooo.
I know it's a bit weird, but I feel unusually satisfied whenever I kill a bloody mosquito. (pun?) Try it sometime. Hah. It is such a pleasant feeling, when you see the blood squirting out of the mosquito's squashed body. Die, fucker. Dieeeeee.
There's one particular mosquito buzzing around the computer. Okay, I just tried to kill it, but the results? I knocked over my water bottle. And the stupid mosquito escaped. Fuckkkk.
And it just landed on my hand again, trying to suck my precious blood. AND I DID NOT MANAGE TO KILL IT AGAIN!! &*$%^*#@!
Couldn't be bothered to go all the way downstairs for the mosquito spray.
*shakes fist furiously* Just you wait, stupid thing. Just you wait. Revenge!!
(Oh I miss the games Worms!)
FUCKING MOSQUITOESSSS!
Shooooo.
I know it's a bit weird, but I feel unusually satisfied whenever I kill a bloody mosquito. (pun?) Try it sometime. Hah. It is such a pleasant feeling, when you see the blood squirting out of the mosquito's squashed body. Die, fucker. Dieeeeee.
There's one particular mosquito buzzing around the computer. Okay, I just tried to kill it, but the results? I knocked over my water bottle. And the stupid mosquito escaped. Fuckkkk.
And it just landed on my hand again, trying to suck my precious blood. AND I DID NOT MANAGE TO KILL IT AGAIN!! &*$%^*#@!
Couldn't be bothered to go all the way downstairs for the mosquito spray.
*shakes fist furiously* Just you wait, stupid thing. Just you wait. Revenge!!
(Oh I miss the games Worms!)
♥ craving chocolate kisses ..
10:44 PM
10:44 PM
♥ Sunday, February 01, 2009 ♥
=S
1 February 2009
School's reopening tomorrow. Damn.
And I have yet to finish my stupid homework. Thank you, teachers. Thanks a bunch.
Oh, the Juicy Couture at Singapore has just opened. And Ee Leng went there already! Arrgh. I am so jealous. x)
Sigh, I can't upload all my CNY photos because the camera is accidentally taken home by my sister's friend or something.
Sighhh. Why is my life like this?!? I need some excitement and adventures in my life.
I might post my Singapore photos here. I might not. Honestly, I think the weather has something to do with this strange feeling.
God, please let it snow ...
School's reopening tomorrow. Damn.
And I have yet to finish my stupid homework. Thank you, teachers. Thanks a bunch.
Oh, the Juicy Couture at Singapore has just opened. And Ee Leng went there already! Arrgh. I am so jealous. x)
Sigh, I can't upload all my CNY photos because the camera is accidentally taken home by my sister's friend or something.
Sighhh. Why is my life like this?!? I need some excitement and adventures in my life.
I might post my Singapore photos here. I might not. Honestly, I think the weather has something to do with this strange feeling.
God, please let it snow ...
♥ craving chocolate kisses ..
12:41 PM
12:41 PM