#276: One To Freedom

I have just gotten word that 416 is neither taking our HCL O LEVELS in the Great Hall, nor are we even given the KS Chee. Rather, we have been dumped in D221 - a random Sec2/3 classroom.

Hello, we are in the INTEGRATED PROGRAM. The last MAJOR, NATIONAL, 'SUPER STRESSFUL' exam we had was... 4 years ago - Primary 6, PSLE, remember?

We are skipping the O Levels and going through train to JC, so for this one paper, please oh please, at least let us have a go at PROPERLY!

WHY CAN'T I TAKE MY ONLY O-LEVEL PAPER IN STYLE?
(WHY MUST KENA CHUCK INTO SOME RANDOM CLASSROOM LEH? SO NOT THE COOL, SO NOT THE DRAMA.)

#275: get this out

1. Facebook is tiring (support my fights niways)
2. She was 100% right about you.
3. I'm scared because I absolutely don't give a damn about HCL O-Levels.
4. You disappoint me, piss me off, and make me smile at the same time.
5. Come for Love Me Hate Me Kill Me Now!
6. I'm half-responsible for the script, so please come & show your support!
7. I want to watch Stardust.
8. I don't like that Buffy woman (whatever her names is).
9. Tomorrow is my last *ever* Chinese Tuition session.
10. My earworm of the week is To Know Your Name

(tag!)

AND...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY WONG MING FEI!!

i miss you, and we're all totally looking forward to your return and i think it's very funny that you have to be on a hill in order to get a decent connection on your phone line so that you can talk to us. anyhoos, i'm glad you're coming back soon!

i know i promised i wouldn't but......

SQUEAL! BabbleBabbleBabble! SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

sorry.

(p.s. i'll put up Weekly Captures as soon as the Bluetooth decides to cooperate)

#274: 377a

i'm relieved beyond words that Bill 377a (Keep 377a) is going to be kept. in case you haven't figured out yet, i am anti-homosexual. for the most part, it is because of my beliefs and hence i'm 'conservative' when it comes down to the bare basics like this.

but still, doesn't anyone find same-sex love... disturbing? i mean hello, what's the point of having 2 genders if we're meant to be homo anyhoos (ok fallacy there, heck). also it's fruitless, because homocouples can't get anything tangible out of their relationship.

i think that most gay relationships are based on the need for Sexual Fulfilment. in fact, the call to repeal 377a can be simplified into:

"Hello Singapore, we are a horny bunch of men who can't wait to have sex with each other properly!"

come on, if you truly love someone, you don't have to have sex with the person to show it. so what's the point in repealing 377a? so that a bunch of guys can have sex for fun?

of course there's nothing wrong with having sex (i'm not going into that), so no need to gasp and go "zomgzyoutotalprudez!", but i think that this demand is extremely... irrelevant. excuse me, Singapore has an aging population and a declining birthrate. what we need is not a herd of testosterone-addled 'forerunners-of-a-so-called-cosmopolitan-society' radicals who desperately need a good legalised shag, but much more productive procreational activity!

#273: The Voices Of Reason

one thing everyone fails to realise is that there are three voices of reason in this world, and we can only follow one.

Case Study: BEDTIME.

the First Voice of Reason is epitomised by the following view:

Sleep is a complete waste of time because instead of shutting down for 8 hours straight, one can be occupied by other fruitful things such as reading/using the computer/going out/etc.

the Second Voice of Reason then chips in:

Sleep is essential for the body's rejuvenation & development. it's very unhealthy if one gets insufficient rest, especially at this stage of one's life.

and the Third Voice of Reason is the most dreaded, but it triumphs 90% of the time:

AH GIRL AH, IF YOU DON'T GO TO BED NOW I WILL WHACK YOUR BUTTOCK AND PULL OUT YOUR COMPUTER PLUG!!

so that's why, i'm logging off to sleep now. goodnight

#272: Argharation

my excuse this time is that i've been far too busy with LIFE in general (perfectly excusable). & my excuse(s) for not having pictures to post are as follows:
1) this computer's Bluetooth is revolting (pun unintended, but it works anyhoos)
2) they're not pretty enough
3) i miss my cam

now, remember my reading frenzy? well, it's going better than i'd expected. i'm left with 2.5 books and 5 days. that's 2 days/book and it's not too bad, i guess. can do. if (when) worse (worst) come(s) to worst, i'll just harbour the unread book(s) over the weekend, and pay the fine later. whatever. (majapahit can eat paper and die)

and just to make myself feel better: it so happens that the level of Abigail's Tagboard Activity is inversely proportional to the number of visitors. however i'd like it to be directly proportional, without the number of hits declining in the least (*Hint Hint*, now go figure).

after pining for goodnessknowshowlong (since Pirates 3), i've still not managed to watch Balls Of Fury :/ i was supposed to watch it with abbykay and kim but a series of unfortunate events made it impossible. so i decided drag random others down to watch it with me at Vivo on saturday (before the youth activity - i have a picture!), but then mummy would prolly have objected, and then LMHMKMN interrupted. so i ended up having fun on satuday morning in school with the LMHMKMN committee, then running down to vivo to have fun around a bit, then went for youth activity (of course i got Carl's).

oh yes, just to let you know, i'm completely cured of Celebration Guns, but Faust, Midas & Myself has come back to haunt me - mostly thanks to my recently concluded perusal of Faust Eric, by none other than Terry Pratchett.

have i ever mentioned that Terry Pratchett is now officially my favourtie writer? he's actually a less dark/cryptic/graphic/twisted and more PG/witty/humorous/linguistically-talented Neil Gaiman (needless to say i relished Good Omens). i like the way he part-revives and part-coins up words. i particularly like Bugger and wossname.

relatively big holiday plans are as follows:
30th Anniversary Dinner thing
FAM (aka Prom)
Perhaps-A-Job (i'd like Service Sector)
LMHMKMN (Sec4 GEP Production that you must all attend)
Youth Camp
US? Melbourne-Tasmania? HK-Shanghai Cruise? That-Same-SuperstarVirgo Cruise? Tokyo? Osaka? Tokyo!! Osaka!! Tokyo!!!!! OSAKA!!!!! - after all that, quite possibly Osaka. unfortunately with all that's going on, we've only got a one week stretch tops to go holidaying.

aiya.

interclass games tmr & i'm floorballing, yeh!

#271: HMM?

TOP ADDICTIONS:

1) Online window-shopping
2) Ouran
3) You
- all three are detrimental to my mental/emotional well-being. flush! flush! flush!!!!!

you have no idea how glad i am that this is the Last Week Of Bleedy Options - well unless you are/were a sec4 rgs options-taking student - i mean okay it's all WooHoox-O-Level-free Novelty! then post week 4, the excitement peaks, then gradually wears off, then goes up and dips again, and fluctuates most impressively. let me illustrate by means of a graph:

as you can see, our views of Options are on a downward spiral. in other words: WE ARE SIAN. it's a great idea to bestow such interesting modules upon us, but aiyah okay la it's our fault because we all cannot tahan because after having 5 days x 6 weeks of having schedules as such:

MATH CHINESE MATH CHINESE CHINESE CHINESE OPTIONS OPTIONS OPTIONS OPTIONS OPTIONS OPTIONS!!!!!

can make someone siansia.

i do like Options, but i'm just worn out by them. maybe it's because the teachers are equally bushed.

what i want to do right now: Cherish RGS & Spend Loads Of Time With All My Friends Because In JC We'll All Be Bye Bye Boohoox We All Got Different Classes And Will Be Busy Chasing Boys So We Cannot Tok And Laugh NiceNice Anymore :/

#270: Weekly Fads

Just thought i'd do this, just for fun.

***

Swear Word Of The Week:
DAMNEDNEST

Pronounced As:
Damn-Dest

Context:
DAMNEDNEST, I have no idea why my com is fricking HANGING on me!

***

Phrase Of The Week:
*Dang Dang Dang*

Pronounced As:
Dang-Dang-Dang (each "Dang" has a note that is lower than the one before it)

Context:
"Oh nox, I think JMF is over there."
"Dang Dang Dang!"

***

Song Of The Week:
Celebration Guns

By:
STARS

Why:
I don't pick them songs. They pick me.

***

Worry Of The Week:
The deplorable state of my room

Why:
It's actually getting on my nerves, SURPLIZE!

What Am I Going To Do Abourrit:
Worry, and hope for the best

***

Activity Of The Week:
Avid, Desperate Reading

Why:
The DAMNEDEST school library is shutting its doors, 4EVAZ - in the case of the sec4s - and so i've borrowed my last lot. & i've gone around koping library books off people (like Terry Pratchetts from abbykay), and i have to finish all the books by next week.

How:
It's not going well. I'm still 20 pages into my first book, only. ARGH.

***

Site Of The Week:
Gala Darling

Why:
Because she's a dear, she makes me feel happy & girly, and she has dyed her hair purple. Besides, Facebook is starting to suck. (spam my page anyhoos)

***

Hype Of The Week:
GEP Production

Why:
Actually it's kinda obligatory. I'm half eggcited, half in dread. But it's fun lah, and the script is pretty hilarious.

And:
It's 30 Nov & 1 Dec at the RGS KSChee (tentatively). Show your love for me by showing up & buying me a big bunch of blood red roses. :D

***

Peeve Of The Week:
Spitters

Why:
Spitting in public is plain unhygienic, unsightly, and well, Barbarian

What Am I Gonna Do Abourrit:
Frown disapprovingly, and conjure up mental images of me telling the person off.

***

Grievance Of The Week:
MY CAM IS OFFICALLY DEAD

Why:
I dunno, it just won't start. My parents claim it's because it keeps getting knocked to the ground. Well, yes, always blaming it on the cat(s).

What Am I Gonna Do Abourrit:
Pout, and we aren't gonna have nice Weekly Captures for a bit. perhaps i'll kope someone's cam (i took seraphine's, but i can't upload)

***

Obsession Of The Week:
OURAN

Why:
It's like zomgz cool & total girl-melting.

What Am I Gonna Do Abourrit:
Watch watch watch, fangirl fangirl fangirl, & try not to over do it.

***

ta-ta!

It Is Finished!

Love Me, Hate Me, Kill Me Now.

#269: Back To Friday's

let me tell you again why i anticipate fridays so much. fridays mean...
1) i've conquered one more week of school
2) Weekends
3) $$ replenishment (aka allowance!)
4) Saturdays come next
5) Late nights, later mornings

btw my camera has totally konked out (aka, It. Is. Dead.) so i only have backdated/bad-quality-phone-cammed pictures, ach! Bugger. here goes anyways.

1. i labelled my foot in case i forgot which side was which.

2. i took this picture last saturday afternoon. i might take another tomorrow. (rebel-rebel)

3. i took this slightly before the above picture, because it's interesting, and also because i've never noticed it before. perhaps it's because i am inches taller on wheel.s

4. what a girl's room should look like. (i don't wear 70% of the stuff lying around here anymore [or i've not worn 10% before]. ie, my hairband days are over [i realised look like an idiot now] - and i've calculated, they cost me $30 at least - it burns, being vain.)

5. this is why i'm scared of wearing pretty shoes: my first pair of gold pumps, that were very lovely and very reasonably priced.

6. i loved them so much they ended up so kenah sai. :/ (i had to tape the heels back during church, then i went home, took pictures, then dumped them)

7. Chance, Charles and Chloe are easily captivated

P.S. Do tell me if my latest Times New Roman fetish is driving you up the wall.

P. P. S. TAG! I am discarding every last shred of dignity and am begging you!

#268: watashiwa tamagotchi bishounen mitsubishi des na!!!

A few minutes ago, I had a post nicely typed out. Then I pressed *something* and everything vanished. Forever. DAMNATION.

1. Met Zhu in the foyer because we needed to film the entire school at morning assembly for our short film for Short Films. i had a major brainwave and we waylaid dear Mr. Chang and requested to (a) Skip assembly - in the name of Options! (b) climb up to the roof to get a good view of the parade square (which totally sucked). so as the entire school Sedia-ed (spelling, wtv) and Marikita-ed, we haphazardly set up the cam and tried to get a good shot. Well, i think it flopped, because the edge of the roof kept getting in the way, plus there were gaps in the student body and hence that lessened the whole effect. JMF then spotted us, and soon the whole row of teachers were looking our way. We ignored them and filmed on. Needless to say, we got nothing out of the *special annoucement* that they made me go down to school especially early for. Later,

Me: Eh Angie, did you see us?
Angie: Yeah! I saw you guys up there, and I was so scared, you two looked like Secret Agents! Like snipers!
Me: Haha, snipers?
Angie: Yeah I was like "whoa are they going to shoot us"?
Abi: Well we totally did.

2. After assembly I ran up to class and after the usual Hellos,

Voice: We're going to watch -muffled-
Me: You're going to watch a movie arh?
Voice: No we're going to watch Anime
(Fangirling can be heard in the background)
Me: Uh-oh
Kim: Yeah we're all going to watch Anime
Me: Hurh? I thought you didn't like Manga? You only said you liked Mango?
(everyone ignores me)
Kim: (to the Fangirls) I don't understand why you guys go mad about a bunch of drawings.
(I run out of class to go to the toilet)
WQ (in the distance): WHATT?!!

Kim has a knack for killing people's fandom, and i come a close second. earlier this year, AhLui almost murdered Kim because of this

WQ: *intelligible fangirling about Rurouni Kenshin (which, as far as we're concerned = SAMURAI X)*
WQ: *hyperventilates to abbykay about RK about his merits*
Kim: Aiyah Wenqi, I bet Samurai X will never want to marry you anyways.
WQ: WHATT?!!!

the problem now is that, after i was sucked into watching Ouran with THEM, and it was so bloody ridiculous, hilarious, and captivating. I HAD/HAVE TO WATCH MORRRRRE, ROARRR! so today i came home and watched 4 episodes before i realised what i was doing. but i say, I Refuse To Sully Myself With The Likes Of Anime Fandom! I Will Not Mention Any Of Their Names Here, Nor Will I Fangirl For More Than A Paragraph! And Slap Me If I Do!

the thing about me and Anime is that
(a) The closest i get to anime is like, Pokemon (which apparently isn't).
(b) I can never get their names right (for real, most of the time, when i'm not trying to kill WQ's fandom). really. today i tried to tell abbykay about the main character on Ouran, and i still can't remember her name (after she corrected me). Hahumi? Nahumi? Hikuhi? (i know there's an 'h', it ends with an '-i', and there are 3 syllables) plus with all those terms-of-endearment, i get even more confused. like Whatever-Chan, Whatever-San, and Whatever-Ichiban.
(c) I can never tell their gender. one moment i'm gawking over the prettiness of the girl, only to be told by joanna that HeeheeIt'sAPrettyBoyHeehee (bishounen). the anime characters all look very androgynous, and one can't even tell their race. the japanese/french/american all look the same one sia... the only way a newbie can discover a character's True Ethnicity, is by asking a hardcore fan.

Quote Me Today: How do you know she's FRENCH? She looks exactly like everyone else!!
(everyone ignores Abiho, and fangirls over Tamayaki or whatever)

yes, even though the male is Blond haired and Violet eyed (wow), i still can't -for the life of me- remember his name, or fathom his bodily proportions. his legs are amazingly long, his shoulders amazingly broad, and hips amazingly non-existent. what's wrong with these people?!

3. i still like to irritate WQ by pronoucing her bishounenses' names all wrong. like Tamagotchi, Takoyaki and whatever.

WQ: You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?

but truly, i still can't remember their names. i mean, why are 4120421 people called KAORU? isn't that a neopet? today in the canteen,

Me/Kim: Heeheehee, Samurai X!!!
WQ: For the last time! He's NOT Samurai X! He has a NAME!
Me: But isn't that still a name?
WQ: *headdesks*
Denise: Then Wenqi can be Samurai W! (it sounds DAMN funny okay, 'sah-mu-rai-double-yew') Since she is Wenqi!
Me: LAWL, what?
Denise: Then I can be Samurai D!
WQ: (to Denise) No, Initial D
(the convo isn't even funny, but everyone HeeHees)

- & we are like, total sec4s kthxbye.

(anyhoos, i still want to go to Japan for holiday)

4. I have started to love Times New Roman. It's things like these that make you realise that beauty in life can be found in the most common, painfully ordinary things - and here i sound like a soppy chicklit drama serial chinese comprehension passage writer.

5. I AM SLEEPY, and have no idea what to do for games on sunday :S (see this, Nige?)

PROTECT.

my chinese tuition teacher keeps asking for my mock papers, and making off with them to zap for her 16-year-old son (and other students). i may not do the papers, or even actually look at them, but i still am highly protective of MY worsheets, regardless of my intention to use them or not.

I stew in righteous indignation.

#267: It's Gonna Be Alright

EDITED! (now read it again, and TAG)

friday was crazy, because it so happened to be RJC Open House day (The Raffles Ride!), and because school ends at 10+ & my options schedule is hardcore on fridays: 1130-1800h, i abandoned all hopes of going to RJ. then after MATH SA7 (yes! Freedom!), we were suddenly informed that Hey! There's no CLE Lesson today so that you sec4 girls can take the time to brave public transport and make your own way to RJC and if you have 3 Options today you are allowed to skip one and hence on the spur of the moment, i snatched up my belongings and dashed out with abbykay (with muns trailing along behind).

so out we went, at a half-run, with me annoying abby and muns with my I-don't-think-this-is-a-good-idea-I-think-we-should-turn-back-I'm-lazy-and-I-want-to-stay-in-school-Zhu-and-Athena-will-kill-me-if-I'm-late-for-Films-I-don't-wanna-go-to-R-J-C!!!, which later morphed into HAR HAR our classmates are so slow we're gonna reach RJ first and leave before they even arrive!

then just as we boarded the 156, i received a call from kim (one of the "slow classmates") who informed me - through a very crackly phone line - that "we're at RJ already". quite excusably all that ran through my mind and that point was 'what-the-f-i'm-gonna-jump-off-this-bus-right-now-and-take-a-cab', but common sense rooted me to the spot and i merely ended up complaining to my fellow adventurers. apparently them "slow classmates" totally cabbed and totally ditched us, and so they were the ones totally having the last laugh :/

156 finally stopped outside this temple thing and unloaded all the rg sec4s, who must have looked like complete idiots to the MOPs because we all took the longest time ever to collect ourselves and get our bearings right (it turned out that the seedy-looking gate with a pile of rubble in front of it happened to be the RJ side-gate. i would never have guessed)

somehow, abbykay, muns and i found kim - the rest decided to ditch us for real, because they were far too taken up by the Academic booths to worry about their poor classmates. so we wandered around looking like the anxious future-JC students we were (and are), and thankfully this Befriender (people who wear T-shirts labelled so, and try to make you feel at home in RJ) netted us with an offer to bring us on a school tour. due to mounting peer pressure, and the Total Niceness of our Befriender (+ i was quite Smitten, haha), i threw all my misgivings out the window and What The Heck-ed & our school tour commenced.

basically we followed our Befriender around, visited booths whilst mentally striking subjects/ccas off our list (ie, wushu) or giggling over possibilities (like the formation of the Anglo Chinese Cultural Club, "appreciating Chinese Culture in English" - which made our Befriender snort), laughed at random things & Munyi's extremist ways (hello she fangirls about H3 History & KI, how mad is that?), watched demonstrations (indeed, Alchemy Club's impressive flour-and-water concoction had us baffled), asked questions manymany, and got very informed.

kim & i also had to repeatedly assure our Befriender (called Jun Da i think?) that all the rggirls present that day were Sec4 - he was very surprised that abbykay and muns were in upper sec, and he kept pointing to groups of girls and going "Surely those aren't sec4s right?". (eh Kim, HIGH FIVE!!!)

the result of the trip was, as we concurred on MSN that night,
Kim: RJ Open House made me feel that JC is going to be totally okay
Abiho: Yeah, everyone is so friendly & nice

- i actually look forward to going to RJ, and i totally want to take CHEMTS (Chem Hist Econs Math Theatre Studies)

#266: The Perfect Saturday

i woke up late, had a Bacon & Eggs breakfast. and i've just watched 5 hours worth of movies (2 only), and have spent far too much time on the com. so i'm gonna get my butt out of the house now (a big struggle here, while the computer is on), grab my roller blades (grossly underused), my trusty red nano and head downstairs. then when i'm satisfied, i'll come back up, perhaps pig around a bit then head out earlier to hang around, then go for edge, then dinner with friends (yay, parents have a bbq). after which i'll come back home,and perhaps i'll watch a bit of tv, or one more movie. then i'll use the com (again!) to clear out my inboxes & Facebook, chat up some friends on MSN, log off. then i'll read a book until i'm forced to go to bed.

This, by far, is my most Perfect Saturday ever.

Weekends are back in business!

YOU PISS ME OFF.

on the bright side,

Edward Scissorhands

300

Alexander

Love Actually

Meet The Fockers

Finding Neverland

await.

#265: prt sc

this post exemplifies the usefulness of the Prt Sc function (Print Screen).

my gmail owns your gmail - and this is one of my 3 accounts.

it's taryn!

what kind of values are they teaching us girls?

click to see - the school realises that there's a very big difference between Strongly Agree, and Very Strongly Agree (which i fail to see)

HATE ME LOVE ME KILL ME NOW says:
i said i am very extremely 32523985% proud to be in rgs

abby kay says:
YES

abby kay says:
I am proud too!

abby kay says:
yayxors rgs will be a part of our hearts 4evax

HATE ME LOVE ME KILL ME NOW says:
i would choose it again!

HATE ME LOVE ME KILL ME NOW says:
i really love rgs

HATE ME LOVE ME KILL ME NOW says:
i mean like

HATE ME LOVE ME KILL ME NOW says:
it's sucky here and there

HATE ME LOVE ME KILL ME NOW says:
but HELL, udder schs prolly worse arh!

abby kay says:
yea lor

abby kay says:
in nanyang

abby kay says:
they can see your smelly armpeets

HATE ME LOVE ME KILL ME NOW says:
yeah lor

HATE ME LOVE ME KILL ME NOW says:
and if you got period

HATE ME LOVE ME KILL ME NOW says:
and oohoohoohoo.

abby kay says:
WHOOSH

HATE ME LOVE ME KILL ME NOW says:
MAJULAH SINGAPURA!

abby kay says:
HAHAHAHA

abby kay says:
omg

abby kay says:
imagine if there were shapes in it

HATE ME LOVE ME KILL ME NOW says:
the new moon, to symbolise

HATE ME LOVE ME KILL ME NOW says:
youth?

abby kay says:
abalone

no offense - we were just being practical, really. and i can't believe we came up with "abalone" after today's NE Quiz. oh yes, so much for O Levels being a through-train program. it has its perks, but us unsuspecting innocuous sec1s back then, failed to realise the presence of the FINE PRINT.

This is what the FINE PRINT of the Raffles Program says:

Pupils in the Raffles Program will proceed from Secondary 4 straight to JC 1

UNLESS they do any of the following:

1) Fail Sec4 year

2) Fail Research Studies

3) Fail Options

4) Fail Philosophy

5) Fail NE Quiz (OMG!)

6) Have an extremely bad track record

& if the pupil fails to complete all 6 years in the Raffles Program, no university will want him/her *DANG DANG DANG*, because he/she GOT NO O-LEVELS SIA!

p.s. Kim is jealous of a book because it captures abbyk/and my attentions more than she does. *gasp*

p.p.s. tomorrow my school schedule is as follows:

0720h PE

(in between: 3rd Block LMHMKMN Auds)
1330 Options

1630 Go Back Kampong

#264: Blistering Barnacles!

when class & miscellanous relationships go awry, i can always count on these guys to make me SMILE. i love regayouths! (psst, click to enlarge!!)

only a handful missing from here. (and ive just realised that there are ALOT of girls)

okay i don't know what i was doing here in between the 2 cutesy Loo sisters.

okay this is my favourite picture. this is how to appreciate its beauty:
1) Spot Abigail
2) Spot someone else who is sporting a similar expression
3) Identify the person as her younger brother

it is difficult being a woman. THATTIMEOFTHEMONTHs come unexpectedly and make you weak at the knees (not the Prince Charming kind), double over unexpectedly, clutch your belly, feel godawful, increase toilet-visitation frequency (this time, it is necessary toilet-visitation. unlike the boohoox-i-am-in-a-sucky-boring-Options-class-like-Law-and-COUGHishment-and-so-i-pretend-to-go-toilet-but-actually-sneak-back-to-class-to-complain-about-the-sucky-boring-Options-class-boohoox), and generally feel terrible. not only are you physically weaker, but you are also Hormonally and Emotionally Imbalanced. one moment you feel like spilling your soul, the next you feel like slapping anyone.

hokay and the shoes, the shoes!! it's interesting, but we were given a Children's Day holiday yesterday. come to think of it, i can think of a good reason as to why teenagers always seem to have the need to 'discover themselves'. well, IT'S THE ADMIN'S FAULT (as usual). we defintely aren't considered adults as we're under 21, and we aren't exactly children either... not qualifying for all those special prices/privileges and all. so we're neither here nor there, and hence the need to feel that we belong!!!!!!!! - okay back to the point, i tell you, this digression is attributed to the hormones.

the shoes. anyways since i spent the larger part of yesterday at home, i went out for dinner at Tony Roma's (letdown), then afterwards went on an unexpected walk on the streets of orchard - from Orchard Hotel, past the St. Regis-to-be, to Tanglin Mall, then a slight backtrack to Regent Hotel (ach, i love that place). so i tramped about in my black flats (leather -possible faux- ones with the ankle straps) from Mango, and by the end of the night i was practically crippled by the multiple abrasions. -aiyoh the price of vanity. (as i was walking down a steep slope, the logical part of me asked the sky: "TELL ME, HOW DO THE FRENCH GIRLS DO IT?", and i continued to mince downwards)

so today tuesday, i was a-shufflin' and a-shamblin', flippety-floppety in my GOLD flip flops (because of the song haha) because of the blisters, and was feeling every bit nasty because Puberty Sucks! and no matter what the friends/mother/old wives say (skip to the next sentence if you are a squeamish male) you can still feel the bloody (literally!) thing oozing out, and it is most uncomfortable.

but as i walked out of the school gate at 1030am today (HARH! I SPITECHU!), i felt like a very carefree schoolgirl (a bit kampong-ish, but that's how schoolgirls should feel) because a) it was breezy, b) i wore culottes, which are significantly shorter than my pinafore, c) i was in slippers and hence my legs were very cool & therefore HAPPY. (yes, i have happy legs. do you have a problem with that?) so i do like wearing slippers to school because i can air my toesiewosies, and besides, i am free from the constant worry that some figure of authority is going to come along and criticise my socks & show of ankle-bone.

i think i'll exhibit my blistered feet again, tomorrow.

Faust, Midas and Myself

- by Switchfoot

This one's about a dream
I had last night
How an old man tracked me home
And stepped inside
Put his foot inside the door
And gave a crooked smile
Something in his eyes
Something in his laugh
Something in his voice
That made my skin crawl off

Said I've seen you here before
I know your name
How you could have your pick
Of pretty things
You could have it all
Everything at once
Everything you've seen
Everything you'll need
Everything you've ever had in fantasies

You've one life
You've one life
One life left to lead

You have one life
You have one life
One life left to lead

I woke up from my dream
As a golden man
With a girl I've never seen
With Golden skin
I jumped up to my feet
She asked me what was wrong
I began to scream
I don't think this is me
Is this just a dream
Or really happening?

You've one life
You've one life
One life left to lead

You've one life
You've one life
One life left to lead

What direction?
What direction?
I'm splitting up
I'm splitting up
This is my personal disaffection

What direction?
What direction?
What direction now?

I looked outside the glass
At golden shores
Golden ships and masts
With golden cords
As my reflection passed
I hated what I saw
The Golden eyes were dead
A thought passed through my head
A heart that's made of gold can't really beat at all

I wanted to wake up again
I wanted to wake up again
Without a touch of gold
Without a touch of gold

What direction?
What direction?
What direction?
What direction?
What direction?
Life begins at the intersection
What direction?
What direction?
What direction now?

I woke up as before
But the gold was gone
My wife was at the door
With a night robe on
My heart beat once or twice
And life flooded my veins
Everything had changed
My lungs had found their voice
And what was once routine
Was now the perfect joy

You've one life
You've one life
One life left to lead

You've one life
You've one life
One life left to lead

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that's about as close as i can get to describing how i feel right now.
i've found my personal disaffection and i might just act on it soon.