minifilller: RAFFLES SOLID

RAFFLES SOLID,
YOU'D BETTER WATCH IT.
MESS WITH US, YOU'LL GET IT.
WANT TO WIN, FORGET IT.
TIS' OUR DAY, DON'T PLAY-PLAY,
WE WILL MAKE YOU PAY,
YEAH!

i like it alot okay. it's just funny. but i guess nothing beats CharSiew.

24 Hours From Now

i will be at the National Stadium, decked out in red and white, with patriotism on full display.
i shall be cheering the Young Lions on with pride and ardor.

icantdealwiththisrightnow

emoemoemoemo

appetiser

Dear Mummy

YOU'RE ONE YEAR older WISER TODAY.

HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

love,
your adoring daughter

p.s, today is the 27th of January. blogger dates are screwd.

#153: Much Ado About Nothing

this is how i have been wearing my hair to school for about 2 (or 3 days) - in two ponytails. thankfully, you can only see one here. i look absolutely absurd, i tell you. everytime i see my hair in the mirror in school, i flinch. i'm only tying my hair because it's 1) of Illegal Length 2) and i'm not ready to cut yet 3) Hairdresser Prices skyrocket 1mth before CNY

and Quotable Quotes from us during Social Studies. i think we just about killed Jalleh.
okay the bold statements are those made by him. we are the "italicised quotes".

What's that huge country next to Italy?
"Russia!"
"... no! China!!"
Ans: Greece

What was the main industry of Venice?
"Coffee!"
"Mask! Masks!"
"..glass?"
Good try, but not quite there.
"Glass figurines?"
Ans: Salt

Which countries bought salt from Venice, then?
"Egypt."
Ans: Land-locked countries, e.g. Germany
You know, countries located in the hinterland.
"Oh okay, internet."

the last statement was made by zhener. and by the end of the lesson, jalleh asked Zhener & Oce to stay back for General Knowledge Remedial.

p.s. i have found strange love in Death Cab, can you believe that?
p.p.s. Commonwealth Essay progress: 128/1500 words - yes im writing class A

save me

#152: beeRS

before all: HAPPY SWEET 16 STACEY-ANNE FERNANDEZ (the one whom jelly loves). i actually made a pretty brooch for her last night to wear all day today - a bright red star with "16" painted in the centre which totally screamed Communist - but i forgot to bring it and so damn.

Abby K and I happen to be on the same RS project (uhuh, Abigailx2). our title has finally been settled (well one year overdue) and it's some rubbish to do with Evolution, Football, it's Role and Purpose but who cares anyway.

but the point is: doing RS on football all the way into ungodly hours has disastrous results.

sample questions from our So Super Screwed Survey (look An Alliteration!)

Q5. The greatest thing about football is
[ ] Its economic benefits
[ ] The line of football-related products
[ ] The players
[ ] The game itself
[ ] The scandals! (match-fixing, druggies, WOAH!)
[ ] That everyone talks about it
[ ] Team pride and spirit
[ ] Its ability to bond people
[ ] Following the lives of socialite football wives (e.g. Victoria Beckham)
[ ] Watching matches with my friends and beer
[ ] Others (please specify)

Q14. When watching a football game, I notice
[ ] What they players are wearing
[ ] Hairstyles of the players
[ ] My favourite player
[ ] The game play
[ ] Playing tactics
[ ] The advertisements
[ ] Beer
[ ] When something goes wrong (e.g. fouls, tragedies)
[ ] Others (please specify)

Q15. When someone says “football”, I immediately think about
[ ] A famous player (e.g. Beckham)
[ ] A sporting brand (e.g. Nike)
[ ] Beer
[ ] A football club
[ ] Football moves (e.g. The Volley)
[ ] Others (please specify)

do you notice something in common? (hint: it starts with B, ends with E-E-R, and makes our survey stupid)

other half-witted and ludicrous statements such as "We believe that football, to a certain extent, has degenerated and is now riddled with vices " and "One implication of this study is that football has completely changed and is no longer as it was before. This means it will continue evolving until one day, it will barely resemble its original form." appear in our proposal

my parents must think i'm going bonkers for i have been laughing at our RS progress since 8pm. i mean, you should see what utter trash we think of, and the complete crap we write.
plus, the look on Mr Ben's face when he looks at our proposals/surveys/timelines is PRICELESS. he has the whole This-Is-So-Hilariously-Ridiculous-That-I-Don't-Know-Whether-To-Laugh-More-Or-Cry-Or-Slap-The-Shit-Out-Of-You-Two-Abigails expression perfected to the core.

and finally,

i commented to abby kang today, after reading through RS Proposal 2, version 3:
"woohoo, i sense direction"

to which she replied with much fervour:
"ooh"

how perfect is that?

Ordinary

Whose eyes am I behind
I don’t recognize anything that I see
Whose skin is this design
I don’t want this to be the way that you see me

I don’t understand anything anymore
In this world that I’m tired of
Is taking me right up these walls
That I climb up
To get to your story
It’s anything but ordinary

And when the world is on its knees with me its fine
And when I come to the rescue I get nothing but left behind
Everybody seems to be getting what they need with mine
‘Cause your what I need so very but im anything but ordinary

Can you save me from this world of mine
Before I get myself arrested with this expectation
You are the one look what you’ve done
What have you done?
This is not some kind of joke
You’re just a kid
You weren’t ready for what you did

And when the world is on its knees with me its fine
And when I come to the rescue I do it for you time after time
Everybody seems to be getting what they need with mine
‘Cause you what I need so very but im anything but ordinary

I think im trying to save the world from you
You’ve been saving me too
We could just stay in and save each other

I'm anything but ordinary
I'm anything but ordinary

-Ordinary by Train, Spiderman 2 Soundtrack

#151: Fear

i've been seized by this sudden panic, gripped by a sudden fear.

i checked statcounter and these are what has been googled recently (well search-engined recently). gawd rgs girls - or rgs staff - google a hell lot.

1. Mrs P;rama
2. A;ldrin T;ee
3.

and for these 3 searches, my blog has been shown up and been visited 4 times.

oh no. i really hope not.

so i'm using nigel chua's phil ho idea (see i credit sources) and so now will be put here as a jpeg file. which shouldnt show up on well, google. not yet, that it.

#150.5: stReSs

that was not a randomly capitalized title. there is a hidden message.
so,

What defines society?

okay shut up. don't tell me. Jelly (aka MoonOnTheMan) and Candy Man (Colman Chua) have both attempted to educate us the topic and HELL I STILL CAN'T SAY.

so,
Q: What defines society?

my answer?
3 taboo words
A: I don't know.
or, I don't care.

RS sucks big time.

i tend to blog (alot) at Moments Such As These: last-minute-stay-up-chiong-and-miss-out-on-beauty-sleep-be-zombified-but-submit-assignment-punctually activities that seem to increase as i get older.

take me out to your ballgame, ballgame, ballgame PLEASE

#150: seeing is believing

is this crazy or what - i just cleared my spam last month!

and, is this crazy or what.
abigail - 26, oceana - 1.

sweet, sweet, sweet Victory.

this bus passed by the rgs busstop last week (or was it last last week?) it made me laugh. alot. do you know what it says? (click to zoom)
"A GENTLMAN AND A BILINGUAL SCHOLAR IN THE MAKING"
the bus whizzed past and the back read: Catholic High Secondary School

now THIS is funny. it was passed around class during biology.
in case you can't see it clearly, it says
"TAKE A GOOD LONG LOOK, HAVE A GOOD LONG LAUGH, & PASS IT ON."


"P.S. DO NOT RETURN IT OR ELSE."
and the scrawls next to it says Oce = Cute.

but seriously, oce was really adorable.
What Happened?

my other gaming buddy

Peter dearest! says:
hold on

Peter dearest! says:
they're leaving

Peter dearest! says:
YAY

Peter dearest! says:
They're gone!!

Peter dearest! says:
Oh shit

I Cossack the(red)ipodnanofund says:
so baaaaad

I Cossack the(red)ipodnanofund says:
?

Peter dearest! says:
They're coming back

Peter dearest! says:
-_-"

I Cossack the(red)ipodnanofund says:
hahaha

haha. "they" refers to Priscilla's parents. can you believe this girl? terrible.

#149: Singapore Celebs

a list of my favourites (not in order of preference)

So,
Abigail's

---

TOP TEN FAVOURITE SINGAPORE ACTORS (AND ACTRESSES)

1. Adrian Pang
2. Hossan Leong
3. Lim Kay Tong
4. Gurmit Singh
5. Tay Ping Hui
6. Pierre Png
7. Tan Kheng Hua
8. Pamela Oei
9. Venetta Lopez
10. Rui En

---

notice how i have more males than females on my list? well that's because alot of singapore's female celebs keep getting stuck to these grotesque chinese serials like that recent one with Felicia Chin being a supposed preppy, quirky, oh-so-original teacher in this strange school.

and notice how these actors have all frequently appeared on channel 5 (english), and they all have a great command of english.

#148: extra homework especially for abigail

I AM SO MUCH MORE THAN ROYALLY PISSED AT A CERTAIN FUGLY GIANT-_____ UNMARRIAGEALBLE HAGGISH UNREASONABLE BITCH OF A _________ TEACHER WHO TOLD ME OFF SEVERELY AND ASKED ME TO WRITE REFLECTIONS JUST BECAUSE I HANDED IN MY GRAPH AFTER EVERYONE ELSE DID. WTF. WHAT THE HELL.

i sincerely hope that she will fall down the stairs, break her neck, but survive. and she shall be forever paralysed and be in a pitiful, pathetic state. she shall lead a miserable and melancholic life in a home, with no visitors, and only the occasional RGS student shall encounter her whilst doing LSL. then she (the rgs girl) shall say, "you wretched fugly giant-_____ unmarriageable haggish unreasonable bitch of a fallen dethroned _________ teacher who told abigail ho off severely and asked her to write relfections just because she handed in her graph after everyone else did. you got what you deserved." then she (the fugly gianted-moled bitch) shall burst into uncontrollable wails of regret, repentence and remorse. she will then die a horrific agonizingly slow and painful death, and be buried in an unmarked grave.

i don't curse people, but there is always a first time for everything.
and this, is my first dead serious ill-wish.

#147: school started proper

yes it did this week.

remember last year? 316 2006 had the best teachers ever. okay, supposed best.

for English, there was Miss (P;auline) C;hia who was really good, though she seemed psycho at first. she was pretty slave-driverish but she motivated me to work hard and i did pretty okay. i loved her lessons and the assignments that she gave. we won raffles book day under her, and we loved her okay!

Miss N;eo taught us Math. she wasn't particularly well-known, but she did wonders with our class.

we got C;olman Chua for SS, and though he is very intelligent, he is ABSOLUTELY STUPID. he could teach, and was very knowledgeable (but yes, still very stupid). but he was one of the best ss teachers too (though he kept ponning, lying and getting hangovers)

then we had the Trinity for the sciences.

we had M;ay T;an for Chem. the name 'may tan' is just associated with alot of words such as 'rs', 'wah fierce ah', 'good', 'pro' and etc. she wasn't a super brilliant teacher (not as good as miss chia), but hey she was good enough. besides it was The May Tan and despite her sarcarsm, scathing remarks and eye-rolling, we (especially Oceana Hui) loved her - and she loved us too haha. but the thing is that she was very knowledgeable, and we actually learnt from her.

Miss T;an B;eng C;hiak took us for Bio and she was like the most environment-loving person ever. more so than Aldrin Tee okay. she was the kind who would kill you if you gave her cut flowers. also very knowledgeable, but a bit too passionate for her own good - kept digressing and losing us. but pretty good overall too.

Miss N;ing for Physics. okay, alot of sixteeners cant stand her. plus we didnt get her lessons because they were boorrriinng (or maybe its just because it is physics). she is supposedly the best physics teacher in school lah (but we didnt see it).

okay then what happened this year?

THEY DITCHED US.

Miss C;hia left RGS, M;ay T;an went to teach her sec3s or sec1s, T;an B;eng C;hiak like disappeared, Miss N;eo gave birth. even Mr G;anesh dumped us last minute (was it the racist joke?) and handed us to Redmund Law.

then of all people, we get MISS N;ING BACK, plus we get her as a CLET too! how dao-mei is that? we get for chem (YUCK. you know what she said?- "Being a talented and gifted person myself..."), Mrs P;rama for bio.

the best thing though, this year, is that my new HCL teacher Really R0x0rs. she is damn funny and understandable.

but i look back, and compare our last year's teachers to this year's, i arrive at this conclusion:
It's like pay-back time. We got the cream of the crop in 2006, so we have to pay for it now.

oh dear.

follow up to english class

"I give myself a good cry if I need it. But then I concentrate on all the good things still in my life."

– Morrie Schwatz, From Tuesdays With Morrie by Mitch Albom

about english class today:
it was surprisingly liberating, extremely embarrassing, but beautiful. i felt like it was a scene from Dead Poet's Society.

#146: zomgz?

i hardly ever visit Friendster. in fact, i only use Friendster when i'm dead bored (or when i have enligsh essay to do and the fountain of inspiration has dried up).

in fact, i'd never have joined Friendster. except i got so many stupid invites so i joined just to shut up the admin - "Oh sign up for Friendster! It's Fun! It's Free! Meet new people!"

but Friendster is all-consuming. i just started loading pictures because i was all, "take so many pictures, keep them in 'C:\Documents and Settings\Abigail\My Documents\Abigail's Pictures' for no one to see for what?" so yeah i started uploading pictures like a twit.

the thing is, i was profile-surfing and one particular profile caught my eye. i won't tell you whose it was, but when i saw it my first reaction was.

*jaw drops*
OH. MY. GAWD.
you've gotta be Joking

and whaddayaknow, it was as real as Jelly's (aka motm) still-unread-notes. what the hell.

What the hell!
WHAT THE HELL.

i'm totally _______ now. let me mope please.

laugh of the week

i visited my favourite author recently, to one of my favourite fics and saw this review that landed me in stitches.

um hey. im just kinda confused. is ron dead or is he dating lavender? just thought id ask.

and this too:

a) i doubt it is even possible to own 7 inch shoes. besides, Hermione wouldn't even wear them.
b) i dont remember tank top being spelled "tangtop", do you?
c) don't you think everyone would be more excited "voldiemot" has been defeated? and don't you think Hermione would have already known?
d) "thank goodness they had won, though Ron died". They aren't even sad.
e) way to have the entire dance/love scene summarized in one sentence, and the describing of outfits scene about 8 sentences.

all in all, i must say, this story is horrendous. please stop writing it.

so i tried reading Scandal and A Romance Anthology and i almost died chortling. which reminds me, do read the following wikipedia article, then read the story.

The Eye Of Argon
excerpt:
"Reading The Eye of Argon aloud has famously been made into a game... 'The challenge of death, at SF conventions, is to read The Eye of Argon aloud, straight-faced, without choking and falling over. The grandmaster challenge is to read it with a squeaky voice after inhaling helium.' "

the stupid brainwashing read

#145: MIGRAINE

the perfect recipe

Ingredients
1. last-minute math revision
2. planning for Commonwealth essay
3. over staring at a computer screen
4. bad, so-terrible-until-i-cant-tell-what-language-that-is, karaoke at full blast
5. no lunch
6. moon-on-the-man's ss "simple" notes still in line

Directions
1. Mix all the ingredients
2. Indulge for a span of 4 hours
3. Enjoy

#144: it happened

from post #143 (aka the previous post)

so far, my slate is clean. *abigail does the jig*

but for how long?
i know grace chan is lurking out there, some where, waiting for me.

now. guess what.

i got freaking booked today. and it wasnt for something stupid, like low socks.
in fact, it was something much stupider - something that no one should ever be booked for.

i got booked for having no tie for hall assembly.
gawd how stupid is that? (as in, i'm the stupid one)

now i only can afford to be booked once more for Attire. that is if i dont want to go for dc - which i dont want to. plus carmen hoo says whoever gets booked for low socks will have to bring 6 new pairs of high socks to school, and wear them. yikes.

no prizes for guessing who booked me,
though she was really nice about it lah.

#143: our year?

as joey said as nancy and her said, "it's our year", and i had to agree.
like it's all our batch (not only cca) thats in-charge now. and i actually recognise the chairs (not furniture) and talk to some.

strangely i dont feel the least bit secondary-4ish. if anything, i feel sec3. haha yes the old im-slow-to-adapt thing. i used to think that the sec4s (most) were so tall and cool and unreachable and awesome and, i dont feel any of the above. but when i was primary 6, man, i thought the school belonged to me.

as far as i'm concerned, one big change of being a sec4 is that the bookings skyrocket. i know people who got their 2nd attire booking on the first day of school.

so far, my slate is clean. *abigail does the jig*

but for how long?
i know grace chan is lurking out there, some where, waiting for me.

#142: kickstarting school life

before you continue to read this post, SCROLL DOWN NOW to read the recently-posted post #140. i couldnt post it last night because i was hyping over the (RED) iPod Nano and i was forced off the computer before i could click the pretty orange "PUBLISH" button.

and no, im not an Apple freak. i just happen to adore the iPod Nano.

It's the 2nd of January, 2007 today. This is a momentuous day, full of dozens of implications.

For one, the first day of school starts tomorrow. My first day as a Sec4.

i really hate packing my bag for the first day of school because

1. I bring what I don't need

2. I don't bring what I need

so i attempted to pack anyway (and discovered my report card for 2006 with my mocking _.__ GPA unsigned)

the least i could do to get ready for the new school year was this then (click on image to enlarge)

yes, a brand new folder in "Abigail's Work" to prepare the way for Sec4 assignments.

being sec 4 is just weird and i'll take like forever to adjust. just like i only responded to "sec 3" sometime in March last year, and couldnt stop writing "2005" till feb.

abigail ho, you've got to buck up. adapt faster. pull up your socks (literally too).

and get yourself a 4.0 GPA for '07.

riiight.

#141: (RED), Color Of The Year

This year, my color of the year shall be RED.

unfortunately this blog skin is hot pink so i cant post in red.

but why, you may ask.

because at the top of my wishlist, is this

it's an iPod for a cause $10 (USD) of it will be donated to the Global Fund and is part of the (RED) movement. plus it's pretty.

i'm totally all out of (RED), because it's red, and i'm all for fighting AIDS. i'm more feed-the-hungry oriented, but the cause of the year shall be fighting AIDS.

but back to the point.

ONE FOR ME PLEASE

#140: HAPPY NEW YEAR

(delayed post, im sorry)

and because this is my very first post in the new year,
and because it's the new year,

plus it matches my blogskin.

anyhoos, today was a very strange day. it all started at 8pm on the 31st of December 2006 when i went for Watchnight Service. it was pretty good, though not as entertaining as last year's. (actually since it's 2007, i'll have to say last last year's) stupidly, i emptied my entire Coca-Cola bottle of water within 4 hours, and that resulted in 4 toilet trips in 4 hours.

later it was on to movie mania ("Movie Maniac" as it was apparently printed on the consent form). the bus ride was a charm in itself, with weng (BFS) terrorizing bryan (more deafening than awakening) in the back seat, in an attempt to keep him awake the caffeine-free way. as the ride progressed i attempted to play the MRT game but rachel yeo got it even before it began proper (and told everyone -.-"). then i discovered a worthy, spirited and extremely hilarious Hai-Tai opponent in James. yes, that same james that cringes whenever i squeal at him.

the range of movies offered was pretty good. unfortunately, the highlights of the list were either

1. watched by me already (The Devil Wears Prada, Pirates 2)
or
2. sequel to a movie that ive never watched (think MI3, Star Wars 4, 5, 6)
or
3. too unbrainless for that hour (The Lake House)

so i ended up watching RV and Superman Returns, and i caught the romantic ending of The Lake House where Keanu Reeves kisses Sandra Bullock. (okay, actually attack her mouth.)

aren't they the gorgeous couple?

during superman returns (the ultimate action bore, except for the pretty cast), i started off sitting on one of those hard, diabolically discomfort-causing plastic chairs. so i ended up on the floor. another big mistake.

there was this kid lying prone on the carpet right in front of me, so i had to sit up in this fetal position to avoid scuffing my (converse!) sneakers on his legs. so i moved and ended up crouching behind a bean bag (after accidentally lying down on some random guy's shoe - yuck!) and what do you know. i fell asleep when Superman went to visit the ever-irksome Lois Lane.

i kept dozing off (head on the beanbag, half curled under a row of chairs) so i missed the romance. between dropping off and semi-consciousness, i only caught the Action, the Agony, and the Adorable-ness of Superman. Triple A - it's AAALLL you need, when watching Superman Returns.

i was too pooped to stay for Pirates 2, for the strains of the stomach flu that manifested in my brother earlier that day started doing their thang and churned my tummy too. (it didnt help that Superman kept flying and spiraling everywhere). plus to tell you the truth, i really couldnt bear to watch Captain Jack Sparrow kiss Elizabeth and die - yet again!

after forever, regayouths finally left to go for breakfast. the first meal and breakfast of 2007 was partaken in MacDonald's @ Northpoint. and for the first time ever, i couldnt stomach the Hashbrown, or properly savour my Sausage McMuffin With Egg, or even the Ice-Milo that had ice but wasnt the least bit cold. thanks to my brother, i handed my 40% finished hasbrown down the table to the side with the bigger appetites (hell on my right: rachel yeo, francel & debby were eating hot cakes and skimping on the butter and maple syrup. not that i like hot cakes but still -- those health freaks.)

we parted many laughs, yawns and ramblings later with the woodlands people off to the mrt and us yishun people heading in the opposite direction. it was strange, being the only person (apart from one more malay boy snoring in the back) alone on the 811 from Northpoint to Khatib.

back home i crashed on my bed (after cleaning up, of course) and slept till 11 when i was unceremoniously awakened to rush out to lunch with relatives. i really liked the xiaolongbaos at LaoBeiJing, but i couldnt wait to get home and catch up on my sleeping schedule.

much later, i reached home and was flat out till 8 plus. then i woke up and reflexively switched on my laptop (tragic eh) whilst waiting for dinner. (it was ready at 9)

then i typed this post out, and it feels surreal. like i'm not really sitting here at 2320hrs, typing out my first entry for 2007. and i'm overwhelmed by this inexplicable joy.

well then, a lengthy post to kickstart my blogging life for the new year. and once again, HAPPY 2007 TO YOU.

^ i only post now on 2 Jan 2007 because mummy insisted on my going to bed right away.