#192: of 'pangsai', avril lavigne and globalisation

"She sounds like an RGS girl at 1am."

- my take on Linda Lim and her article 'Singapore: Place or Nation'

really. she keeps beating around the bush, coming up with points that are barely substantiated, then contradicts herself. in other words, she seems to be crapping. it's as if she chionged came up with it in the wee hours of the morning in an attempt to make a dateline.

but then again, my POV is extremely biased AND perhaps we were reading too much into LL's writing.

annotating an article with Lintong, Wenqi, Chee, Calyn, Abbykay and Angie may prove to be too much for our own good. we trooped down to far east on a whim (i love RGS because it's a stop away from town!) after discussing RBD. then we camped out at burger king and most of the time, we were surprisingly PRODUCTIVE, but now and then we veered off the path - mostly thanks to calyn/abby/chee suddenly discussing the music that was playing overhead, angie/my comments that went along the lines of "SHE'S PSYCHO" (me) and "SO PANG SAI!" (angie), and everyone suddenly making random allusions to other subjects (eg, simple plan and avril lavigne's regrettable 'new image' = vulgarities, eye colour, is white hair contagious?) & coming up with/quoting analogies ('singapore is like a prostitute...', 'chicken pie', 'crate', etc).

oh yeah, and pray that we don't get kenah singled out during assembly on friday for "causing public disturbance".

we should do this more often.

#191: Wow Wow Wet

yesterday, it was VFC's Family Day 2007 @ WILD WILD WET!

we spent 10plus till 1545h (for me):

having fun in the sun (+getting secretly more and more burnt per second),

wading in the shallows,

chilling out in Shiok River,

frolicking around the kid's area,

shrieking and begging god for mercy whilst on that whee-whee ride which nigel v was too chicken unwilling to try (x3),

frequenting that ride which i still have no idea what it's called and trying to get captured on the camera (x4<),

queuing up for free tatoos (only to be told that it would come off upon contact with chlorine = present in the water but i still got one anyway -free mah- and it's still there),

trying to catch the tsunami (x3 too) and then "raft up" (remember OBS?),

tipping people over and getting tipped over (x9,999,999),

waiting for then getting bombarded by the Great Yakult Pail (x2only:/),

and getting turned away from 2 rides because i had to remove my shirt but i refused to because i clevery didn't wear my bathing suit and running around in public in your bra is "not sexy" (nigelv had this obsession with that phrase ytd)

i adore my electricguitar tatoo because it's so cute and it's temporary and it's free! sadly, it's rubbing off... but at least the chlorine wasn't that potent.

i don't think i'll go back again, unless it's 1) with FABULOUSO FRIENDS and 2) at a subsidized rate.

anyhoos, my face is sunburnt (thankfully it's at 'extreme rosiness', and a few degrees away from 'lobster red'), my legs - esp my THIGHS - are sunburnt and ITCHY. last, but not least, my feet AND the soles of my feet are somewhat burnt too -.-

great. in a matter of days, i'll be shades darker.

(i do so hate getting tan... i like my skin color just fine!)

WWW is super fun
but only with fab company!

#190: history starts now.

everyone has been uploading the file or lyrics on their blog, of Five For Fighting's "World", and i don't really wonder why. i find "World" - the tune, the lyrics and the delivery incredibly gripping. look look look, read all the words! perhaps this song appeals to me so much because i am an Idealist. but still, i think FFF is amazing. (so here, for the 218941846214108th time, WORLD by FFF)

WORLD

by Five For Fighting

Got a package full of Wishes
A Time machine, a Magic Wand
A Globe made out of Gold

No Instructions or Commandments
Laws of Gravity or
Indecisions to uphold

Printed on the box I see
A.C.M.E.'s Build-a-World-to-be
Take a chance - Grab a piece
Help me to believe it

What kind of world do you want?
Think Anything
Let's start at the start
Build a masterpiece
Be careful what you wish for
History starts now...

Should there be people or peoples
Money, Funny pedestals for Fools who never pay
Raise your Army - Choose your Steeple
Don't be shy, the satellites can look the other way

Lose the Earthquakes - Keep the Faults
Fill the oceans without the salt
Let every Man own his own Hand

What kind of world do you want
Think Anything
Let's start at the start
Build a masterpiece
Be careful what you wish for
History starts now...

Sunlight's on the Bridge
Sunlight's on the Way
Tomorrow's Calling

There's more to this than Love

What Kind of world do you want
What Kind of world do you want

What Kind of world do you want
Think Anything
Let's start at the start
Build a masterpiece

History Starts Now

Be careful what you wish for
Start Now

and now i do better, and go a step further than other bloggers, haha. i present you with
WHATKINDOFWORLDDOYOUWANT

& one day when i am bored/free/nottoolazy, i shall tell you exactly,
what kind of world i want.

#189: chiCHER!

lately, i've been trying to get into the role of the verbally-handicapped Mr.Ngoh, who not only is the vice-president of PJC (Paya Lebar Junior College), but who also cannot differentiate his L's and R's.

example:
"Good morling pupers."

so i'm having loads of fun cooking up rubbish for Mr. Ngoh (aka me) to say on Raffles Book Day. there were some pretty nasty examples in the book, though, so i shan't repeat those.

example:
"Staff, tomolo we werr be holding our (elections)"

this whole Speak Engrish Campaign started off one day when i spied a face in the window of the classroom door window, and for pure fun, i exclaimed, "Eh, chiCHER, gort peepur in der door!" (Translation: "Teacher, there is someone at the door")

and it stuck, with kim and zhu joining me most enthusiastically.

so when i was sitting at that strategic location which faced the door (unfortunately the new sitting arrangment puts me in a not-so-strategic position anymore), i'd jump at every opportunity to inform the chicher that there was someone in the door.

then during hcl today, i discovered another chance to practice my engrish, and after much difficulty (due to the intense fit of giggles), i told cheryl (bballer), "eh cellar, solly we drop her head" (Translation: "Sorry Cheryl, we've dropped Denise's headband... could you kindly pick it up?")

OH YES, i've just remembered this:
today i dragged myself into the canteen after running through the rain, and to my delight i found 416 gathered around one of the tables (Wet Weather Plan For First Block PE). i plonked my bag down (gently of course - my ipod's in there!), and said hello to a few others. then abbykay suddenly yelled in my general direction some thing about our Presentation. then it hit me:

RS Presentation was yesterday yesterday (okay, better english - it was the day before),
benben is our RS mentor,
therefore he shoud know all abourrit,
and benben is our PE teacher,
therefore he should be in the vincinity.

true enough, mr ben (big, and decked out in green - how could i have missed him?) was right in front of me. as soon as he caught sight of me he was all, "AH ABIHO! I was just telling Abby Kang about your RS."

Me: Oh no, what happened? Did they -
Ben: I was just saying how you girls don't deserve the marks you were given

it took a while for that to sink in.

Me: "..."
Kang: Abi Ho!
Me: Ohmygoodnessgraciousyoumeanwedidwell?
Kang: Yah Mr Ben! What did we get?
Ben: (doing that i-dont-know-whether-to-laugh-or-cry-or-slap-you thing as usual) Well I can't tell you, but let's just say you girls did exceptionally well.
Me: *squeals*
Kang: *squeals*
[here, we both join hands and frolick in circles]
Ben: tchah they commented that you girls have an extensive knowledge of the topic, but I don't think...
Me: No Mr. Ben, we really researched alot.
Kang: Yeah, we read alot.
Me: Really! We went through alot of info.
Kang: All the articles and books...
Me: It's just that we don't know how to organise it all properly la
[Abbykay and I link arms, squeal, and dance]
[here i whisper to her, "oh man i thought those two teachers really saw through us and realised we were crapping..."]
Ben: Well, congrats to you girls anyway. But don't forget that I'm the one who's marking your report. Hand it up on 2 May, so you can labour on Labour day.

our bubble momentarily burst there, but HECK, we ACED RS PRESETATION!!!

i am really psyched about RBD, nevermind about the pending RS Report and MYAs that are looming up. because WE TWO RS NOOBS, WHO HAVE NEVER TAKEN RS IN OUR SEC SCHOOL LIFE BEFORE, AND STARTED ON OUR 2-YEAR PROJECT TWO MONTHS AGO, ACED RS PRESENTATION! (once again, it demonstrates the flaws in the education system, or it just goes to show that abbykay and i are pros and worming our way around, or it just proves that STYLE WINS SUBSTANCE). and besides that, i'm also psyched about RBD because i'm Mr. Ngoh AND Rambotan, and The Teenage Textbook r0x0rs.

nevermind that at the back of my head, there are 1.6GPAs hovering around, that everyone says JC will kill me, and that according to Ms Hoo's lecture to the class today, at the rate i'm going, i'll flunk H2 math, and end up with Cs for my A's and that = no more ivy league-ing for me.

i have to pull up my socks.
i've started by doing that literally (wowz, it's above my ankle bone)
& i'm attempting to keep on top of math.

#189: N00B

we were supposed to upload our ss pt on inet, and look what i accidentally did. and i didn't know how to remove them all, so look at the second document ("please delete my extra docs!").

then i discovered this function. happyhappy :D, plus i really aced it, so it was worth all those wee-hours-working after all.


we're doing The Teenage Textbook by Adrian Tan for Raffles Book Day,
but this trailer sucks.

#188: we made the cow cry

oh gawd we really did. now the trailing, the "SUPPLISE"-ing and the time-wasting don't seem so funny anymore. like 10/15 minutes before the end of philo, COw suddenly left class, and didnt come back until much later. at first we assumed he went to answer nature's call (naturally). then he didnt come back and we realised that COw never ever takes toilet breaks. then we were all "Oh gawd we made cow cry!" "He ran off to emo? Oh man..." - but of course we didn't really think that it was very plausible. so kim and ky almost went to look for him when he came back, toilet paper in hand.

he kept staring at us, and i didn't dare to look at him.... i couldn't bring myself to, but when i shot a glance or two at him, i caught sight of furrowed brows, and tears in his eyes! :O and i don't think i've ever experienced such a loud silence before. it wasn't the usual insolence-silence. it was like, guilt-silence (Oh God What Have We Done?)

oh man i don't think i've ever felt so bad before.. especially over a teacher. zhu, oce and abbykay started crying, and i almost did too. thank goodness, i'm currently at that time of the month so my hormones didnt kick in properly. but my heart was so heavy, i really thought it would drop into my belly.

poor cow poor cow poor cow! we totally took his niceness for granted, and we made him so so disappointed.

later we all went to apologise to him, and he was as nice as ever.

i'm really sorry Mr Christopher Sasha Ow, for talking & laughing unnecessarily, eating-too-early, forgetting to greet you and for always trying to waste time.

a mopey emo matinee manatee is no fun, and is no laughing matter. i adore COw when he's kaypoh, but he stopped being liddat like a month ago. i want our kaypoh cow back!

I, Abigail Ho, resolve to find a brand-new one.

(only mine)

#187: football today

i didn't mean it that way, really. i was trying to recall that h-word that jellyman keeps repeating in class, the one that's opposite of "idigenous".

grz. RS in 14 hours or so.

the only thing i'm pleased about is the ppt template... ain't it adorable? well, that, and the Abigail Jersey Gimmick abbykay and i are gonna pull off tomorrow (aka, wear "Abigail" football jerseys and hope that the judges would be so taken up by it that they give us queen scores.)

14 hours or so.

#186: fifty stolen questions

hello, little miss desperado.
i want you out of my life asap, please.

***

1. FAVORITE MOVIES?
Pirates! The Day After Tomorrow! aaand Chicken Run!

2. DO YOU OWN A GUN?
nope, not even a water gun. (because i didn't go for a certain youth camp...)

3. WHO IS YOUR BIGGEST ENEMY?
(besides s.a.tan) it really is myself. whoever came up with that must have been really really wise.

4. FAVORITE SCENT?
i'll have to say crabtre & evelyn's Summer Hill. i also like the smell of the coffeehouse toilet at the Regent.

5. DO YOU LIKE HOT DOGS?
hellyeah.

6. WHAT DO YOU PREFER TO DRINK IN THE MORNINGS?
milo, preferably cold.

7. DO YOU DO PUSH-UPS?
only when i have to/feel like it.

8. BROTHERS OR SISTERS?
one younger brother (who used to play Barbie with me)

9. WHAT’S YOUR MOST LIKED PIECE OF JEWELLERY?
costume jewelry? i like 'em all, which was why i bought 'em.

10. WHAT DO YOU TAKE FOR PAIN RELIEF?
mild whining session

11. WHAT IS YOUR SECRET WEAPON TO LURE THE OPPOSITE SEX?
if i like, reveal it here, it won't be like, secret anymore?

12. DO YOU OWN A KNIFE?
i have a clay sheep butter knife.

13. MIDDLE NAME?
Rose.

14. NAME 3 THOUGHTS AT THIS EXACT MOMENT?
rs, ugly betty, rs

15. NAME THE LAST 3 THINGS YOU HAVE BOUGHT?
a present, lunch, ljs combo 2

16. NAME 3 DRINKS YOU REGULARLY DRINK?
water, green tea with jasmine, milo

17. WHAT TIME DID YOU WAKE UP TODAY?
around 0800h

18. CURRENT WORRY?
RS PRESENTATION TUESDAY ARGH.

19. CURRENT HATE?
little miss desperado

20. YOUR FAVORITE PLACE TO BE?
Fairyland

21. LEAST FAVORITE PLACE TO BE?
Chernobyl.

22. WHERE WOULD YOU LIKE TO GO?
stop being so bleeding vague! it's annoying! i would like to go to many many places.
i want to go to bed, i want to go to school, i want to go to USA and Europe, i want to go for youth camp, i want to go out, i want to go to university.

23. DO YOU OWN SLIPPERS?
who doesn't?

24. WHAT TOP ARE YOU WEARING?
some purple 3 for $10 tank that i wear as jammies.

25. LEAST FAVORITE COLOR?
depends on what la. like i hate Fe2+ green on hair.

26. LAST TIME YOU HAD AN ALCOHOLIC DRINK?
2005, superstar virgo. i remember swallowing 30%, and spitting out the rest.

27. WHAT SONGS DO YOU SING IN THE SHOWER?
from fergie to bsb to fob to nickelback to tonghua to FROM HIGH OLYMPUS FLOWS TO US THE GLORY...

28. WHAT DID YOU FEAR WAS GOING TO GET YOU AT NIGHT AS A CHILD?
many things. there was Tutankhamun (no kidding), the ghost of the girl who died because i didn't forward the chain email, the boogieman, wolves like the ones that ate children in uttar pradesh, etc.

29. WHAT’S IN YOUR POCKETS RIGHT NOW?
a mixture of nitrogen, oxygen, carbon dioxide and a negligible amount of other gases.

30. WORST INJURY YOU’VE EVER HAD?
2002 when my brother tried to water the plants and wet the floor and i slid on the water, and tripped, and drove my shin into a sharp stone step in my vietnam house. the scar is still there.

31. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE PET?
i love all of my three cats equally.

32. HOW MANY TVs DO YOU HAVE IN YOUR HOUSE?
one.

33. WHO IS YOUR LOUDEST FRIEND?
oseena. (kim and i tie for a close second)

34. WHO IS YOUR MOST SILENT FRIEND?
xuberxu.

35. DOES SOMEONE HAVE A CRUSH ON YOU?
gigglez.

36. DO YOU WISH ON STARS?
"if i could have one wish tonight, i'd wish upon a sunrise..." but then again, the sun is a star, so yeah.

37. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE BOOK?
Ender's Game, by Orson Scott Card. i also love Adrian Pang's Teenage Textbook and Workbook.

38. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CANDY?
it varies, depending on my mood. but i always welcome white rabbit.

39. WHAT SONG WOULD/DID YOU PLAY AT YOUR WEDDING?
that wedding march song that everyone uses, when they are proclaimed man and wife and march out arm in arm. i like it!

40. WHAT SONG DO YOU WANT TO PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
The Day After Tomorrow theme song, by Harold Kloser. i lovelovelove it!

41. WHAT WERE YOU DOING AT 12 AM LAST NIGHT?
watching some psychopath killer on Discovery Channel.

42. WHAT WAS THE FIRST THING YOU THOUGHT OF WHEN YOU WOKE UP?
"tomorrow tomorrow = rs presentation = DIE"

43. DO YOU HAVE A FAVORITE CHARITY?
The Global Fund, because it's (RED)'s pet charity

44. DO YOU LIKE RAIN?
assuming you don't mean the guy, i like it most of the time. i like it because of the smell, it waters the planet, and when it delays me from going somewhere i don't want to. i don't like it when it delays me from going somewhere i need/want to go.

45. WHAT DO YOU SMELL LIKE?
soap (& RGPS), according to my peers.

46. WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU’LL BE IN 10 YEARS?
graduated, with a career, and a trophy husband. haha, God willing.

47. DO YOU BURN OR TAN?
both! isn't that amazing?

48. LAST TIME YOUR CELL RANG?
no idea. i miss calls half the time.

49. WHAT IS YOUR GPA?
bad enough to be in trouble somewhat

50. DO YOU BELIEVE IN MAGIC?
yes, but not the Harry Potter type.

#185: same same but different

i'll do this again, but do it differently, just for kicks.

“This is what you are supposed to do - cut and paste if you decide to participate in the tagging game.. People who get tagged need to write in a blog of their own 6 weird things about themselves as well as state the rules clearly. In the end, you need to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names. After you do that, leave them each a comment letting them know you tagged them and to read your blog.”

1. Sometimes, I wonder if it hadn't been for RGS, would I end up as an ahlian/bimbo? (but prolly not, because Priscilla would never let me)

2. I know the complete lyrics of Fergalicious, and it is not because I checked it up on the internet.

3. Online, I live and breathe wikipedia

4. My eyes are asymetrical. My pretty eye is somewhat double-lidded, and my unpretty eye is unlidded. On puffy-eye days, my pretty eye unfolds. It then folds itself back later on in the day.

5. I don't like the left half of my face (my left, that is)

6. I am such a dork when it comes down to handling my ipod in public, i.e. i fumble with the wires and handle it awkwardly. but i don't really care because my ipod is a red nano and so that overrides the dorkiness and makes me cool anyways.

I tag: Nobahdy cos i'm lazy to.

#184: kickass

"Now our private jokes won't be private anymore because we'll have to shout them across the class, see."

- Kim, on the new seating arrangement

OWMYACHINGBACK. golly, i'm aching all over. from my head, to my neck, and all the way down down down. when i was in the shower this morning, i realised my bloody fingers were aching too - yes i'm that unfit. basically, walking is a torture today. i can't move propel my body forward without flinching. in fact, i can't do anything without flinching. (ouch) to make matters worse, i went all the way down to paya lebar today to collect something, and i must have looked like such a dork. every 10 steps or so i'd grimace, whilst waddling all the way to maximise comfort. not to mention, i took twice (or maybe even thrice) as long as i'd normally would. (ouch)

despite the soreness, i've finally seen the good side of the 2.4km run. for one, it makes you feel so loved. i remember there was this one particular portion of the track that was quite bare, but i heard this group of people chorus "go ABIGAIL!". after looking around in 4 different directions, i finally discovered the source of the noise :D heeheehee, and i took off like a frightened rabbit (i think). the next time i passed by, i was actually intent on waving to my mystery cheerleaders, but my psycho-motor skills and hand-eye coordination failed me, hence i couldn't even pull my arm out of its swinging motion to illicit a proper wave.

416 is going switch seats tomorrow, and kim is all the way at the other side of the universe. the class com is so sneaky can, like, how did they know we talk alot ah?

#183: want me to kiss it to make it feel better?

when i woke up this morning, i almost tried to pon school. besides the fact that it is a tuesday (tuesday = rs = trouble), school came with the prospect of the grueling 2.4km run. if you've not noticed by now, i am so NOT physical-fitness inclined. i like ball games (with the exception of golf - more on that later), but running is completely out of the question. the only times you'll ever catch me running willingly are when i'm

A) running for the bus

B) running for my life

C) playing tag

and NAPFA doesnt come under any of those categories. anyways, you'll be pleased to know that i passed, and you have every reason to be because if i had not passed 2.4, i'd be moaning about it now, and for the next week. already my shins and calves are hurting, and i think i'll have to plaster my blistered toes (i should have worn thicker socks manz). my improving luck with 2.4 can be entirely attributed to people: every few metres, there are people going "JIAYOU ABIHO!", or "RUNRUNRUN ABIHO", or "GO ABIGAIL!". unfortunately, the cheers don't motivate - they embarrass/scare me, thus i run anyway - but at least they have the same desired effect. thank you all my cheerleaders!

but many happening things happened before the tortuous run. for one, there was the Save Oceana campaign. and for once, we didn't mean it as a joke. oceana hui cleverly screwed herself and her rs (fashion cluster) because she's been fooling around with waffle town and msn too much, then she forgot her mood board for the fashion show today. so we found out, and in sixteener-spirit (i found out that it exists), we rallied to save oceana's ass. we forced her to do an impromptu mood board RIGHT AWAY, and every minute she slacked, we turned to her (esp zhu) and commanded her to, "DO YOUR RS NOW", in the most no-nonsense way.

oce left at recess for fashion show prep, along with stace and lintong. she knew, and we all knew, and she knew we all knew, and we all knew she knew, that she was going to get her bacon fried - and there was nothing we could do about it.

then it was philo time with our favourite matinee manatee: the highlight of our week. COw started on the Divine Command Theory worksheet and left the class to go retrieve new notes for us, but only after giving us specific instructions to write our answers to questions 1-4 on the board.

question one went along the lines of "if you were God, what 3 things would you change?", and question two was about the possible consequences of the responses in question one.

once again, we found something incredibly juvenile and time-consuming to do, and this time we thought that it was a brilliant idea to fill up the entire whiteboard with our WISHES. needless to say, COw wasn't very happy (amused though, i'll bet) when caught us red-handed, appearing behind us and demanding "WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?". we slinked back to our seats in shame. i'll try listing down as many as i can remember. wishes are in bold, consequences are italicised:

* I wouldn't change a thing

* World Peace

* World Peace & Harmony

> no more Miss United States beauty pageant

* that oceana will marry a decent man before 40 18

> and we will all go to her wedding and laugh

> he will die

* that abby k will get a boyfriend

> he will die too

* money everywhere!

* money on trees

> people will kill each other so that they can get the money first

> KIASUISM REIGNS!

* that chanel 2.55s will rain from the skies

* that babies/toddlers won't make noise/be annoying anymore

* no more labour pains (the will babies just drop out)

* no more pain, no more suffering, no more cellulite

> we won't know if we get injured (pain)

* I wish puberty won't be necessary

* the world population will be halved

> more resources

* everyone will stop growing at 5 years old

> rise in juvenile delinquency

* no celery

* no more flying insects, and frogs

* marry Prince William

> end of royal family

* shopping everyday!

* THAT LKY WILL BE MY ^best FRIEND

> he will be everybody's best friend

* opposition will die

> PAP REIGNS SUPREME!

> everyone will die

* no more school

* mosquitos will die

* the earth will be a cube

> so that i can push people off

* no homework

* education for everyone

> no one would want to work labour-intensive jobs, therefore industries will collapse

* that Oceana will ACE fashion cluster

the last wish was boxed up, and i know the whole class was hoping that that wish would really come true. then we (attempted) to observe 5 minutes of silence in memory of oceana hui.

well the fashion show, though it started late and the av people kept replaying this trashy track during the 45 min delay, wasn't too bad. oseena roxored. although her outfit was so last minute, it looked very put together, and she looked good. OCEANA HUI LOOKED DAMN HOT. really. i thought the jap rockers were the best because they really pulled it off so effortlessly. i adore yingxi's gothic lolita outfit, and lintong looked very chic.

i don't know how to end with a bang for this post, but i think i'll call in sick for real tomorrow. my head's a-throbbing, and i want to sleep. but there's rs to be done.

#182: Wanted

my mum received a strange call this morning, which was diverted from my phone. obviously it diverted because my phone was off whilst i was at school (which explains why i saw yanru's sms a grand 15 hours late), once again indicating i am a rule-abiding rafflesian. anyways, it went something like this:

(let Mummy be M, let mysterious called be MC)
MC: Hello?
M: Yes?
MC: May I please speak to Abigail?
M: Who is this?
MC: Are you Abigail's friend?
M: Actually, I'm her mother. Who are you?
MC: Oh, is Abigail in? I'm a journalist and I would like to talk to her...
M: *surprised* Well, she isn't available because she's at school right now... it's a weekday morning!
MC: Oh okay, thank you.
-end of conversation-

suddenly, it dawned on me that it was that lady from saturday, to whom ze gave my number. i hope my mum didn't turn her off. i hope she calls back. i hope she gives my number to dick lee.

MUST-SEE OF THE CENTURY

OCEANA HUI WILL BE SHOWCASING HER (ONE-PIECE) COLLECTION AT RGS' FASHION CLUSTER'S SHOW, TOMORROW (& in a few more shows).

SHE WILL BE CATWALKING, IN THICK EYELINER, 4-INCH PLATFORMS, AND MOST IMPORTANTLY, IN AN OUTFIT THAT SHE HAS DESIGNED AND MADE HERSELF.

SO DO GO DOWN AND WATCH OCEANA HUI STRUT HER STUFF, AND never let her live it down LEND HER YOUR SUPPORT!

#181: CONGLATURATIONS

1) To KOH ZHENG NING on making it to Campus Superstar finals! Saturday was crazy - firstly because i had no idea what the contestants and judges were going on about (osee the prc had to translate for me), and secondly because it was suffocatingly hot, and thirdly because we screamed and cheered the hell out for zanny (& raffles), and were were filmed and interviewed by local media. But the point is that: CONGRATULATIONS, WE LOVE YOU MUCH, ZHENGNING.
YOU ARE MY (our) SUPERSTAR.

2) To Claire Zhu & Ah Lui Lui because they are going to USA for OM World Finals! I CANT BELIEVE THAT WENQI'S TEAM (FINALLY) BEAT ACSI! zomgzomgzomg! CONGRATS both of you, and other winning OMmers too! (also, congrats to other rg teams because you guys still roxor and pwnxor). i've already told claire zhu that i'd be giving her my shopping list for her us trip.

& now, i'm crapping out english. i have no idea whether i agree that "Ethnocentrism is a necessary evil", because all the noises the tv is making are more interesting. well, all i know is that i'm happy being moderately racist?

(OH, ugly betty in 3 minutes!!!)

"She's like, so whatever."

- Chris, on Avril Lavigne

"Of course I'm a tracker. I do the 1 x 400m relays."

#180: sorry

i guess i can say that i foresaw the results (of course i was in denial, who wouldn't be) by the time we reached the last page of la boheme. it was far from our best performance. it was really quite a sight, to see almost 80 girls in various adaptations of the band/school uniform, strewn (really strewn) around the bandroom: anxiously gathered around handphones. we waited and hoped for the result that never came, and there was a 2 seconds silence before anyone actually reacted properly.

now we've all calmed down, and gotten over it ... somewhat. but this afternoon, i checked up on sgbandfusion and next to Raffles Girls' School (Secondary) there was a bracketed G*, and in the following column: a butt-naked G, mocking the hell out of me.

but thank you everyone: seniors, juniors, friends.
no thanks to the best teacher ic ever.
& i'm so so so sorry, we let everyone down - esp mr. oura. (i love him to shreds, can)

before i go and drown my sorrows, i want to get this straight: i'd like to think we didn't cry out of pity, or anything of that sort. i think we were in mourning, in sorrow.

i know it was grief, in its rawest, crudest form.

i don't know. devastated doesn't even cut it. we bloody let everyone down. we could do better. we deserved better. we deserve better.

#177.5: thupidth

ok, i still have syf presents/notes to finish up, but i have to write about this idiotic thing that happened to me. yesterday, by some unfortunate contortion on my jaws' part, i (accidentally) bit down HARD on my tongue. i didnt realise how bad it was (the hot hot sambal number it) until i got home. i stuck out my injured body part and realised that a somewhat chunk of flesh had been bitten off - and was still dangling there: blood, gore and all.

so the bottom line is this: my tongue hurts shiploads (not sh*tloads), and i can't say "S" properly, or tongue properly - unless i want it to hurt shiploads more.

so i've been lisping all day.
no, it's not as bad as loo kok sean's la. (and it's not funny!) it'th a very mild lithp okay.

#177: GWH PLEASE

"Breathe is more important than Smile!"
- Mr. Oura, on SYF

there's so many things i want to do and blog about now but for once, just for once this year, i'll have to put band first. i'll have to put it on the top of priority list - behind God, that is.

i've never wanted GOLD WITH HONOURS more desperately than now. i didn't even speculate abourrit in sec2, but i speculate and hope and wish and pray hard hard that we'll clinch it. i want to; we have to. i think i'm pining for it so bad because i know that we have what it takes (no serena, not "we have got what its got" -.-" haha) to achieve GWH. we've made it so far, and improved so much. at the start of the year, i thought we'd really get silver at best :/, but now i'm confident we can get better than that. - IF we don't screw up majorly that is. BUT that won't happen, cos it can't. and it won't, because we prayed and warred about that, and god hears the prayers of his people.

RGSSB, you can do it; you know so. we have to watch Mr Oura, feel the music, live the rhythm, play our very best, aand SMILE :D (+ don't forget to breathe!)

i do so want Gold With Honours for RGSSB, this SYF '07. i'd love presentation too - but let's take it one step at a time.

in the words of some anonymous wise sage, and as quoted & written to me 2 years ago:

TODAY,
THE GLASS IS HALF FULL.

i'll run with that tomorrow.

we'll shake SCH and walk off the stage with pride.

#176: i am like, 16!

today didn't start off very promisingly, but then again all test days can't start off promising. so, math test, major screw up, goodbye, let's not go back there ever again. i didn't do anything special today. in fact, today was most ordinary. i went to school, fooled around as usual, got banned from going for sectionals, followed mum and bro to the skin center to watch them scrape & ice off his viral warts, arrived home & cleaned up, and i've been on the computer ever since. how average is that, man.

so here are pictures from monday night. we celebrated my 16th at Regent Hotel, near Tanglin Mall. it's a 5-star hotel (was, and still is ... i think), plus it's part of the Four Seasons Group now. i remember we used to frequent the coffee house when i was a kid.

well, when i was kid we used to go to places like Oriental, Shangri-La, Regent & Traders' for lunch/dinner/teatime. but that was back in the 'good old days', when everthing wasn't like what it is like now, see.

the Regent is as lovely as ever, and the toilets are as gorgeous as always. the toilets smell the same - exactly the same as i've remembered, years ago. really! i love the smell. i especially like the fact that 1/3 of the toilet is carpeted and wallpapered.

so here, dinner at Capers @ The Regent

(i love my por por very very much)

(i don't know what this is, except the chandelier is simply exquisite)

hamsters unite!

and this is from today. haha.

[shiyin] if it ever mattered says:
haha 16's when all the beautiful sweet things will happen XDDD

i hope the pheromones man comes to our class. says:
supposed to

i hope the pheromones man comes to our class. says:
but i hope so too

SO happy birthday, me.
& SYF is round the corner

in slightly over 60 minutes, it will be 100% adult rates, legal access to nc-16 flicks, a bank account to call my own, and the beginning of my second leg of teenhood.

A Befitting Song

I'm 15 for a moment
Caught in between 10 and 20
And I'm just dreaming
Counting the ways to where you are

I'm 22 for a moment
She feels better than ever
And we're on fire
Making our way back from Mars

15 there's still time for you
Time to buy and time to lose
15, there's never a wish better than this
When you only got 100 years to live

I'm 33 for a moment
Still the man, but you see I'm a they
A kid on the way
A family on my mind

I'm 45 for a moment
The sea is high
And I'm heading into a crisis
Chasing the years of my life

15 there's still time for you
Time to buy, Time to lose yourself
Within a morning star

15 I'm all right with you
15, there's never a wish better than this
When you only got 100 years to live

Half time goes by
Suddenly you’re wise
Another blink of an eye
67 is gone
The sun is getting high
We're moving on...

I'm 99 for a moment
Dying for just another moment
And I'm just dreaming
Counting the ways to where you are

15 there's still time for you
22 I feel her too
33 you’re on your way
Every day's a new day...

15 there's still time for you
Time to buy and time to choose
Hey 15, there's never a wish better than this
When you only got 100 years to live

- 100 Years, by Five For Fighting

#175: i actually like run-ons

1) if the pictures don't show up i don't know why and i'm sorry but there's nothing i can do abourrit because i'm pretty much a flop at this kind of thing and if you think that i'm actually really good at html you've gotten it wrong because i'm actually a fake-oh who steals other people's codes and edits it to my liking.

2) my blog has far too many tags or labels or whatever they're called and one day when i am free i shall cut it down to at most ten but even then it seems like quite a bit but for now i have like thirty-nine.

3) i also like britney spears because she's on the road to recovery and i think it's also got something to do with the fact that i don't like k-fed and i feel very sorry for her.

4) tonight i am going to have my traditional birthday buffet and it's rather early but this time it's at the Regent Hotel and i am so psyched because we used to go there so often in better days and better times and i remember the floor of the coffee house was checkered and it was so lovely but sadly i dropped a dinner plate there and it shattered but the waitresses were really nice abourrit but that was because i was little doll back then.

5) my secret-secret lunch date will be waiting for me and yiochukang at 1130h and i should sign out shut down pack and get changed if i don't want to run late on the whole and i don't like sports fest but at times like these when i need a break from school and need to catch up on work i dig it but i bet tarbet won't win again and i wish it could have been at bishan stadium instead because bishan is spacious and has room for you to move and breathe.

#174: OCEntric, My Ode to Oce

[SUPPLIES! OCE!!] (Translation: Surprise! Oce!)

This is oceana's highly-anticipated post, which i promised her eons ago. And sometime ago, if i remember correctly, i made an oath that i would fulfill my promise before i turn 16 (which is EXTREMELY SOON)

This, of course, is Oceana.

Oceana Hui Yeung Yeung is the butt of our jokes, the victim of countless pranks, the most popular sabotage target, but she also is - the very heart and soul of 416.

(The beauty of her name is that it is oCE, so it's like Ocentric - not like Ocecentric.)

Oh yes, her name. here are popular variations that are used so often that you tend to forget Oceana's real name. (which is why i am making a point to refer to oceana as oceana in this post)

THE MANY NAMES OF OCEANA HUI: A GUIDE (The Whats, Hows and Whys)

1. Hui Yeung Yeung Oceana
well, it is her given name, and it appears on her ezlink card

2. Oceana
shorter, used mostly by teachers

3. Oceana Hui
longer, used especially when a teacher is pissed off at oce ("Oceana Hui, where is your maths assignment? Since January until now...")

4. Oce (say Oh-She)
used mostly by us, especially online. it's actually mostly out of convenience, and partly affection.

5. Oceena (say ohSEE-NAHH!)
courtesy of her weiqi teacher, who screeches it in oce's face. needless to say, kim and i caught on real quick. there was this once where oce ponned cca, and camped in class (stupidz) for the entire duration. on her way out of school (after weiqi - which oce ponned - was supposed to be over), oce met her weiqi teacher on the stairwell. according to reliable sources, she froze for a moment, then "bolted like a frightened rabbit". apparently the teacher then ran after oceana, down the corridor, and into an empty classroom, calling for "OCEENA" all the way. Priceless

6. Oce-Poce (say oh-she poh-she)
when you happen to be in a Happy-Wappy, Stupid-Cupid, Giggly-Wiggly mood, oceana hui is Oce-Poce (poo)

7. Yeung Yeung (say yOOng)
AHAH. oce LOATHES this name, and it reminds her and us that oceana hui is technically a PRC and a hongky. of course there is absolutely nothing wrong with that (416 is SO NOT RACIST), but oceana is the kind of person who is easily made-fun-of when it comes down to the basics. for example, you can actually get kicks out of teasing oce about her notebook (been there, done that).

8. Yeung Yeung Yeung
courtesy of benben, who uses it whenever oce (aka yeung^3) says something obtuse, which is like, 90% of the time. he, just like what we always strive to do, does it to provoke poor oce.

9. Yang Yang
oceana's real chinese name. BORING. *yawns*, 'cept when we're feeling stupid and gibber "yang2 yang2 hen2 yang3" (TRANSLATION: yang yang very itchy)

10. Shuddupla!
it's not really an officially nickname of oce's, but it might as well be. no one else has ever been asked to shut up at such a high frequency rate (about once a lesson)

Here's more oce goodness (cant be bothered to type O C E A N A anymore, sorry) - first 2 pics are her in sec1, stolen from ky.

SO ADORABLE CAN!

still adorable lah. :D

oce has this unique ability to say the most irrelevant/obscene/inappropriate things at the worst moment possible. for example she told mrs prama, who had just refused to reveal eoi questions to us, "Mrs Prama, i thought you were my friend... but i guess... i was wrong."

*headdesk*

but then again, oceana hui is the only person who can get away with saying unbecoming things to teachers, besides lowzhener.

the secret behind getting a rise out of the oceana has absolutely everything to do with her exaggerated compulsive need for organization, neatness & cleanliness, her intense hatred of cockroaches, her irrational obsession with her notebook... etcetera, etcetera, etcetera...

as much as we love to say mean things to oce ("You look like a boy!", "ZOMG your chest is convex!", "WAHLAO your bag damn ugly can", "Stupidzzz"), and bully her silly (pull up her skirt, steal her wallet/money/ic/notebook/phone/pencil case & pass around the class, glue pictures of pigs, old men & dong fang billy on her desk, draw cockroaches all over her worksheets, pour cereal into her pencil case, hide the contents of her wallet all over the science lab - putting her $2 notes with the litmus, etc), and tease her about her ZILIAN PHOTOS (which we've stolen and passed around at least 3 times already. we almost mms-ed the funniest best one to a certain "RI Guy" on her contact list but we arent that heartless la), we actually *newsflash* ADORE HER.

yes oceana hui, we ADORE YOU and APPRECIATE YOU, much much more than your fiance (aka zhener's brother) or boyfriend (PAUL), or her latest beau (Sasha the COW) ever will.

so this ends my Ode to Oce.