hyeimun

2005-12-13T14:53:00.000+08:00

I'M BACK.

2005-11-21T10:55:00.000+08:00

tai dou li gem yong zi gei hoi song sei, ngor mm zyi dou dim yong gong.

hor nung lei mm zyi dou, yao hou dor yan gu ji lei. hai lei ji gei mm tai dat dou, hor nung hai lei ji dou, dan hai lei gar mm zyi.

yi gu lei mm ji dou ngor gong meh, zao moi dok.

ngo doi lei sei zor sam. tong lei zou pung yao, hou san fu lei zyi mm zyi?

x((

2005-11-20T19:48:00.000+08:00

JIAWEN HERE

ohyea.since i know her pw.
so i will just type rubbish here.
and HEEBOON!
better dun delete this entry
or else i dun accompany you to cut your hair alr!
mwahahas.
anyway.happy studying!
im PLAYING now(:
teehee!
this layout so orange-y
mine so brown-y
and i decided to do one blue-y one for weisan.

AND i did your layout first kae!
although i promised weisan first!
heehee.but since weisan blog is uhmmmss..
kinda dead?HAHAHA!

ok.enough crapping.(:

2005-11-20T16:25:00.000+08:00

thanks to my dear squadmate, jiawen, my blog has a new layout!!! (again)

so while she slaved over her html/photoshop/whatever shop, yours truly just sat down, shake legs, and didn't even bother to stick the new codes into here. and i'm so lazy that i'm also waiting for jiawen to go change my tagboard colors because i'm too ~~lazy to do it~~ busy studying.

so i should say this is 75% jiawen's intellectual copyright and 25% of mindless ramblings.

therefore i have taken leave from an entire afternoon of mugging and attempting to let whatevers in the bio textbook magically diffuse into my head to type this extremely short entry.

and the whole point is,

THANKS LAH JIAWEN!

2005-11-18T20:26:00.000+08:00

o levels ends for most of the level today except for yours truly and her unfortunate friends who are still slogging their guts out over the next two papers.

mr mickey chia's getting married today. and mr lim's car has a ribbon! wow. maybe they're getting married together! not to each other of course...

i shall put myself up for sale here. jiamin and elvis are currently looking to make a quick buck from matchmaking me with prospective suitors. you'll have to pay them 200 bucks a session though. this is part of a plan to earn enough money to buy JIAMIN and i our FIVEHUNDREDANDNINETYTHREEBUCKS prom dresses which both of us spotted on different occasions. exactly the same somemore. talk about having the same taste...

unfortunately, the first condition is that they must have a high level of noise tolerance. which narrows down all prospective suitors to a pathetic number of ZERO.

therefore dears, you'll probably have to PAY someone to date me. HAHAHAHA. my value is at minus 64891286387632736746783 dollars.

donate to the HELP-JIAMIN-AND-HYEIMUN-GET-THEIR-DREAM-DRESS fund. thankyou.

had a good morning with weisan and jiawen. they commented that the only person i listen to is yimin ma'am. no i won't bother to censor out her name cause

1) its obvious
2) its true
3) everybody knows
4) she knows
5) SO WHAT?

chi luan bu chi ying
my substandard chinese was actually enough for me to understand this statement weisan made. x))

BEEGWIDEGRIN
if i don't listen to you, it simply means you're wrong.
either that, or i'm living in hopeless self-denial.

or maybe its because you can't come up with brilliant stories involving crabs, keys, and climbing up manymanymany flights of stairs.

inotherwords, you're just not her =)

THE END. irreplaceable

there were usually two bikes. a carefully covered one, protected from sun and rain, and a blue one, carelessly left to fend for itself against the storms. today, a lone blue motorbike stood in the usual place. not far off, a shiny black car which had never been there before had appeared. was the loved bike gone for good? the dark blue cover protecting the little redandwhite bike from the weathers, was it not to be used anymore? it had left silently, and it will be missed.

goodbye the cherished redandwhite bike. you are missed.

2005-11-16T17:51:00.000+08:00

amath tuition later. to be exact, in 10 minutes.

most of the papers are finished. don't tell me that's a gramatical error or whatsoever and there's no such sentence called the paper is finished.

cause when i say finished, i don't mean kao wan le. i mean WAN DAN LE. dead. gone. i look forward to a total absence of a1s on my results slip. there's amath paper 2 tomorrow.

be prepared for a more discriminating paper two.

in other words, paper one was considered fucking easy and i still stupidly couldn't do it. and i missed out a whole fucking question. oh wow. mr tay if you're reading this, you can just kill me. yell at me, rant at me, scream at me, whatever. cause i probably deserve it anyway.

a more discriminating paper two indeed. i feel stupid already. yay. i've always been stupid. and the o levels discriminates against stupid people.

amath was fucking easy. you can tell from the questions. and yet i screwed up. wow. my iq must be something like 10.

geog elective today was okay i guess. the paper was okay that is. i'm not. i was totally banking on doing environment cause i cannot remember tourism stuffs for nuts. and in the end i did tourism. cause i didn't understand the freaking environment question.

lalala.

amath paper 2
food and nutrition
combined science (bio)
combined science mcq

i have given up on fnn already. i spent the entire afternoon doing everything but fnn. and the paper's tomorrow. wow.

i am sodead

i put up a jukebox. 1 english 1 chinese 1 canto song. and all duets.

what on earth is wrong with me?

screw prom. i don't want to go back to that hall EVER again.

2005-11-15T18:21:00.000+08:00

the previous post will come true. i know it.

thoughts throughout the day:

0800- fuck. i'm awake. its tuesday. amath.

0830- get to school to rot the morning away. and hopefully see eyecandy

0900- fuck. my matrices suck. where are you?

0930- i need food.

1000- i need brains.

1030- my food's here.

1100- i'm stupid. and i want to see you right now.

1130- unfortunately, i'm still stupid.

1200- fuck. two more hours. where are you damnit? i want to pass you something.

1230- okay nevermind. i rather eat it myself. stupid people should keep to themselves. i'll give you the chocolate.

1300- fuck. fuck. fuck. fuck. fuck. is mr tay around? i hope i don't run into him.

1330- okay. time to proceed to execution ground. you stupid slacker. go home already =(

1400- yay. time to die. -turns to speak to miss nair

miss nair: how?
me: i'm going in to die.
miss nair: i know you studied very hard...
me: -sniggers. i want to die.
miss nair: if you want to die, die after the paper.
me: if you see a pool of blood, its me.
miss nair: don't anyhow talk.
me: i brought penknife.

continues to think:
-fuck. where's my penknife
-fuck. no matrices.
-fuck. fuck. fuck.
-i want to die right now.
-i want to die.
-i want to die.

-damnit. RV.
-i want to die.
-someone marry me tomorrow. i don't want to study anymore.
-bryan. that last offer still stays.
-someone bomb the school. quick.

-nabeh! what kind of paper is this lah? simi o level standard?
-what was the cheebye formula again?
-i want to die.
-damnit! i only got 15 male friends! who wants to marry me?
-i should stop thinking about getting married.

-where's my penknife?
-fuck. two more minutes. and i missed a whole fucking question.
-i shouldn't think about killing myself. mr tay will do that for me.

1600- yay. still got paper two. then can go die in peace cause i paid for o levels then very not worth to don't sit for it. 400+ bucks leh!

now- okay i don't want to die anymore. i must cherish my life before i lose it.

i saw the RAV 4 outside my house! okay mr small chan if you're reading this i take back whatever i said about cars. you have pretty good taste for a teacher. teachers usually have bad taste you see. but i still prefer bikes. nicenicenice arcade bikes that require the rider to lead forward when riding in no other colour but ORANGEORANGEORANGE! red and white is too patriotic. ^_^

and that ends today's entry. do not ask about how the paper was, for if you can't already tell from the chunk of gibberish up there, you must be really dense.

2005-11-14T20:25:00.000+08:00

the o levels have driven me crazy. period. i had a dream/vison/hallucination/prediction of the most hilarious situation ever.

i dreamt... okay not dreamt considering it was in a half-asleep mode that i had the 'vision'. or maybe the dream woke me up...

i dreamt of mr tay screaming at me. and not only that, but screamed at me in front of redcross and npcc and track and practically every cca lah! and npcc was still knocking their stupid tent as usual. and he ~~asked~~ barked at me to do the most ridiculous thing can? he asked me to go and knock down the metal thing... argh... the one that small chan said he played with during NS... yar that stupid metal thing and i was pulling and kicking and... i woke up.

mr tay is a scary person.

okay that dream is a little far fetched but i envision the first part of it (him yelling at me) in the near future (i.e. next february).

dead. dead. i am so dead. i'm deader than a dead duck.

maybe i should go and saw off part of the metal structure so it'll be easier to kick down next year =(

so many things to do:

1) cut hair
2) buy prom stuff
3) attend prom
4) attend tkd
5) attend life saving course
6) lose weight
7) watch movie
8) go chalet
9) turn sixteen
10) *insert other misc. stuff*
11) die

and i won't even have to kill myself. how wonderful!

i shall enjoy my last remaining days on earth.

2005-11-13T11:38:00.000+08:00

an extremely belated reply to my tags.

yes manel you're right. its a nice song okayy. don't roll your eyes! its a nice song!

joshua! i like that song! very cute! and YOU STOP USING THIS EMOTICON: ^_^ not for you to use! don't use! you stick to this one: -.-'

BRYAN. stupid pig. don't always let that *censored censored* dirty your blog! if you really disturbed by that stupid *censored* then call joshua teach you how to block his I.P larr.

jerome! lalalalalalala. GO BRUSH UP ON YOUR SPELLING LARH. is good LUCK. but at least you got that right the second time. good. AND DON'T GIVE UP! WE WILL NOT DIE!

elvis! it is not act cute okay. its is damn cute!

zaferin. HOW MANY TIMES MUST I TELL YOU ALL NOT TO CALL ME MA'AM ONLINE? don't call me that. make me feel old only. evil people.

karlyn! of course must link you lah! you're my step mother what. hahahaha.

jiamin. OF COURSE YOU MUST TAG ME.

twentyseven. have censoring lah. but damn is not considered a swear word. nevermind you go look at bryan's tagboard la. all my tags are censored -.-'

look at how free i am.

YANG KANG APPEARED for like two seconds YESTERDAY NIGHT. YAY YAY YAY! my yang kang damn shuai! ahhhhh -faints. but why is he evil? nono. i don't like. -shakeshead

went blog surfing. hmm. i don't like what i see. but nevermind! none of my business ^_^ poorthing though =(

my mother is bugging me to tell her what kind of prom dress i want. i don't know lar. anything that fits will do. since i'm fat, nothing will fit =(

i want to cut my fringe and let my widow's pick(peak?) grow out.

yes. for you people who don't already know, thanks to mr lim's PUBLIC ANNOUNCEMENT of my widow's pick(peak?), i er... shaved it off. okay lah. not his fault. its just that i don't like it only. but now i think i better let it grow out cause... argh nevermind.

i'm in love with nic tse's version of zhi shao hai you ni =) manel! are you reading this?

ru guo xuan shi jie wo ye ke yi fang qi
zhi shao hai you ni, zhi de wo qu zhen xi
er ni zai zhe li, jiu shi shen ming de qi ji
ye xu xuan shi jie wo ye ke yi wang ji
jiu zhi bu yuan yi, shi qu ni de xiao xi

and i can't really make out the rest. -.-'

and remember, an apple a day keeps the doctor away =)

2005-11-11T19:40:00.000+08:00

i've cleared my entire room now. out goes 4 years worth of secondary school rubbish, papers, some books, lots and lots of things. and with it goes all the bad memories sustained over these four years. of course, those meant to be kept will stay. of course, the better ones were more recent =)throwing away all these meaningless stuff does wonders. my room looks bigger now. yay yay yay. bigger room for free.

i realise i am sill the only freak who wrote about singapore tourism for english. and i did it BADLY.

if only all wounds could be healed just like that =)

unfortunately, that isn't so.

and very unfortunately, I STILL BEAR GRUDGES =D

english was crap, ss was crap, math was crap, chemistry was crap.

O LEVELS ARE CRAP.

just felt like posting something:

Hands - Jewel

If I could tell the world just one thing
It would be that we're all OK
and not to worry 'cause worry is wasteful
and useless in times like these
I won't be made useless
I won't be idle with despair
I will gather myself around my faith
For light does the darkness most fear

My hands are small, I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
and I am never broken

Poverty stole your golden shoes
But it didn't steal your laughter
and heart ache came to visit me
But I knew it wasn't ever after

We'll fight, not out of spite
For someone must stand up for what's right
'Cause where there's a man who has no voice
There ours shall go singing

My hands are small I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
and I am never broken

In the end only kindness matters
In the end only kindness matters

I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray

My hands are small I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
and I am never broken

My hands are small I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
and I am never broken
We are never broken

We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's mind
We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's heart
We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's eyes
We are God's hands
We are God's hands

go figure =)

2005-11-10T20:05:00.000+08:00

no i don't like this.
one post a page will suffice.

my poor little apple got pierced by my finger. there's a nasty cut now. but luckily i had a plaster with me =) now my apple is happy, healthy and ready to battle all the stupid harmful germs again!

I LOVE PURPLE MASCARA. I WANT I WANT I WANT NICENICE LONG LONG LONG LASHES THAT WILL MAKE MY EYES GROW B-I-G GER!

i screwed up english. yay.

2005-11-09T20:20:00.000+08:00

jie asked me a very weird question today. she asked me what i would do if i had three wishes.

hmmm. apparently its an idea for a new story, so i shall not ask her what its for, but wait for her to suprise me. (it had better be about my zhengrenhao)

so, what would i do if i had three wishes?

-thinkshard
-thinkshard
-thinkshard

i don't know. =(

maybe i'll ask for a better brain? but nah, what's the use of a great brain if you're too lazy to use it? but then again i could ask to be more hardworking. but nah. life will be too boring then. okay maybe i should ask for more time so i can play and work hard. argh nevermind i don't want so much time. i have nothing to do with my time anyway. okay, more money? to spend on what? i dunno.

okay fine. a lifetime supply of extrim. but that's stupid cause i could just wish for a perfect body, but then again, life would be boring cause i have nothing to complain about anymore. ditto for perfect skin, teeth, face blah blah blah.

stupid thoughts. maybe i should wish for something more normal, like er... er... ipod? argh nevermind. thats not important.

i'm talking rubbish because i screwed up english. when i say SCREWED UP, i mean totally screwed up. english was... blah. my essay was crap, situational was.. nevermind. my vocab was dismal, my summary didn't make sense. goodbye my a1. i guess i should stay cheena after all. =(

thanks to patrick, i guess im still stuck with studying tourism for geog afterall. i hate tourism. its stupid. singapore tourism wouldn't be so bad but... argh nevermind.

amath =(
~~maybe i shouldn't turn up for the amath exam~~
i don't want to see his face when i get my results slip. i'm sure he'll be hopping mad.

biology is pissing me off too.
geog is killing me.
fnn is conveniently ignored.

what other subjects do i take? =(

24th. PSLE results day.
maybe i shouldn't be home on that day. i don't want to see his results. i'm crossing my fingers, hoping a mirace will happen and he makes it to maris stella at least through affliation.

~~but i want him to go to VS or SJI or SAS~~

just anywhere but MSHS.

i know what i'll wish for. i'll wish that he makes it to VS. ^_^

2005-11-08T17:08:00.000+08:00

heeboon's conversation with self

i shouldn't be blogging.
i should be studying.

glad you know!

studying what, english?

like no, duh. fnn? amath?

aiya. dowan la.

why you so lazy?

i not lazy okay! i conserving energy to write essay tomorrow!

what a bunch of excuses!

aiya shaddap la.

okay. conversation with self ends. i've decided to allow five posts at a time. i shouldn't hide away my cutsey older entries with (^_^) i have an urge to upload a nicenice photo here but wondering if i should.

argh heck. i shall just do it.

haha i sent this to small chan. and he claims its very artistic. and i don't think he realised it was him.

my first successfully photshopped picture wor!

goodness. did i just say 'wor'? this is very bad. its too act cute. only cute people can use that word. HAHAHAHAHAHA

2005-11-07T17:26:00.000+08:00

Q: how did you find the ss paper?
A: bad.

Q: How far do you agree that the ss paper was terrible?
A: i agree to a large extent that it was terrible, although the source based and the causal question were mangeable, the judgemental question is likely to diminish any chances of passing this paper.

Q: To what extent do you think that you will qualify for jc?
A: to no extent, i think that i will be able to qualify for a jc. however, there are also other choices, such as polys and possibly ite, that i MIGHT qualify for.

Q: describe the paper in less than three words.
A: FUCK.

the only word that goes through my mind now is FUCK.

screw the judgemental. i wrote pure rubbish.

and the last question of my source based was so amusing. i really wonder who can outdo myself except me.

i do not agree with source E, which states that singaporeans are uncreative because the cartoon, which shows the situation singapore is in, was published in a local newspaper and therefore shows that local talents are creative.

WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS LAH?

and i didn't realise i have a paper tomorrow. combinedscience STRUCTURED.

GOD SAVE ME.

on the other hand, the worst is over. when i say the worst, i don't mean ss. i mean a problem that has been bugging me has gone away on its own. LALALALALALALALA

(^_^) ELVIS AR! WHAT SO OLD ALREADY STILL ACT CUTE? IS BEN LAI JIU HEN CUTE OKAYYY. THIS EMOTICON IS SO.... CUTTTEEEEEEE!

(^_^) <--- go find me this person now!!! IWANTIWANTIWANTIWANTTTTTTTTT

(^_^) i likeeeeee! SEC 4S JIAYOU WOR! OKAY?

okay. not cute people like me sound weird doing that. but its so CUTEEEEE.

2005-11-06T15:27:00.000+08:00

wo men hui JIA YOU de =)

^_^ <-- this emoticon is so CUTE!

the deodarants at mustafa are ridiculously cheap i tell you. the bloody adidas deodarant costs a freaking THRREEBUCKSFIFTY and for the men's one is THREEBUCKSEIGHTY.

its so ridiculously cheap my mum thought they were selling fakes. but i bought a bottle and found it to be exactly identical to the one i have at home. AND THEY SMELL THE SAME OKAYY. i also bought a United Colours of Benetton HOT eau de toilette at $10.80

OKAY WHO WANTS TO GO MUSTAFA AFTER O LEVELS?

maybe we can even get our prom dresses there. LETS ALL WEAR SARIS TO PROM!

okay i have successfully bengkui-ed from studying SS.

but as a consolation, at least the worst is over what... the rest of the papers should be chickenfeed compared to CHEENA. AND NEXT YEAR I HAVE TO TAKE CHEENA!

maybe i should listen to patrick and go join him in SP. =(
i don't want to take GP. i don't want to take CHEENA.
argh heck. wait till results day then think.

I AM GROWING FATTER. I HAD INDIAN FOOD YESTERDAY =(

who's eligible to take the june paper besides the overseas students? i take can? i don't want to take o levels. i want to play somemore!

not fair. most people take o levels when they're sixteen. i take when i'm younger. so got disadvantage. anyway like (^_^) says, fifteen still little girl. i don't want to take o levels. anyway six more months in cedar would be nice, especially when you have eyecandy around =)

BENGKUI-ING IN PROGRESS...
BENGKUI-ING.....
BENGKUI-ING.....

BENGKUI-ED 100%
braindead

2005-11-04T20:33:00.000+08:00

she asked me to study hard =)

haven't seen her for so long. she suprised me with her visit.

ahh.

irreplaceable.

i realised copper sulphate has a LONGLONGLONG way to go to be as important to me as her.

no one else comes close. =)

2005-11-03T20:25:00.000+08:00

study group today.

not exactly effective i guess. only managed bio and half a ss essay. had a great time debating over the possible topics. turns out most of us are studying about the same thing. we're all freaking out over the ss paper on monday. and there's math in the morning =(

wish me good luck.

i love MATH so much! it is like the only C that pollutes my prelim results slip. disgusting. =(

i swear i will do emath tomorrow. no slacking. meanwhile, i shall do ss. passing my essays to lkc tomorrow. hopefully she doesn't scream at me for being so last minute.

i finally received my SA polo tee today =)

there's something wrong with me today. i shaved/applied hair removal cream everywhere that was reachable below my head. now i feel ~~naked~~. yes. EVERYWHERE.

please [potassium]
stop [sodium]
calling [calcium? i forgot]
me [magnesium]
a [aluminium]
zebra [zinc]
i [iron]
truly [tin]
love [lead]
hard [hydrogen]
core [copper]
sexy [silver]
gays [gold]

catholic high way of remembering reactivity series. can't remember the saint andrews/ nanchiau one. not dirty enough la. boys are so immature. tsk. alternatively, can change the last four words to

Honey Coated Sugar Grapes

i think i'll stick to manel's:

Purple Socks Can Make A Zebra In Love Hop Continuously Southwards.

cuter lah =))

tomorrow have redcross trng.

mental note to self: do not wear redcross shirt tomorrow.

2005-11-01T13:03:00.000+08:00

miss poon is damn cute. i swear she's freaking cute lah. okay nevermind i shall not elaborate. but she's really CUTE.

"bu yao xiang bu kai!"

why does it take four years to realise there are actually cute teachers in cedar that seem horrible at first but gradually let their nice side show? haha. but of course, there are some that will stay horrible, always and forever. amen. that doesn't only apply to teachers. teachers are human too. superhumans, that is =)

not everybody loves the powerpuff girls, but at the end of the day, they still save the world, don't they?

manel's right. the feeling of not bearing grudges anymore is great. i shall stop hating mrs chew, joyce tan, thk and anything associated with npcc in general. and i will also stop hating my sec 2 form teacher, who i refuse to mention the name of. we shall treat each other as non-existent, just as we have for the past two years. and i realise our EX-principal ain't so bad afterall.

its a matter of perspective =)

and if you think you're someone i hate, i don't hate you anymore =)

studying together with jiamin today and we happened to talk about some people who can only see other people's faults and not their own. but then again, who can see themselves? your eyes are how you see the world, not how the world sees you. and no one is as egoistical as to walk about with a mirror so that they can watch themselves. weird logic? seeing your faults is being egoistical because only egoistical people spend that much time looking at themselves. and yes. I AM EGOISTICAL AND NARCISSTIC. too bad! muahaha.

i am eight years old at heart and proud of it. i act half my age and i admit it =) i have fat thighs and i don't give a shit cause three quarters of the world has fat thighs too. at least i have legs to walk.

I SEE THE WORLD THROUGH ROSE TINTED GLASSES.

this optimism won't last for long but at least i'm typing sense here =)

for once.

2005-10-31T09:38:00.000+08:00

You Are 8 Years Old

Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.

13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.

20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.

30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!

40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.

What Age Do You Act?

i swear the last time i took this i was eleven. now its 8 =(

2005-10-31T06:40:00.000+08:00

jiamin is about to die of high blood pressure talking to me

haha. small chan replied my letter with an email. damn high-tech. -claps. so pro! yepp. commonsensical advice that could work both ways. and i'm past caring about what happens to other people anymore. they can all go rot in hell. i don't need more pimples on my forehead. PROM IS IN LESS THAN A MONTH for God's sakes. don't stress me out!

see. i'm more stressed about prom than o levels.

"Exams? What exams? Never heard of them. Prom is more important."
"O levels? Aiya you no need O levels to go to prom lah."

okay ignore me. you people go STUDY. must CONCENTRATE. don't think about prom.(why bother thinking when there'll be no guys there except for male teachers, most of whom are attached/too old/GAY and the cleaners). okay lah. actually only the breast guy is gay. and we all know who the BREAST GUY is, don't we?

eh! don't discriminate against GAY guys okay. this is what happens when you're surrounded by females for too long. you start sprouting BREASTS. so WE caused them to be gay. and gay is happy! I AM HAPPY, I AM GAY! ARE YOU?

the ten screws in my head have all come loose. ignore me please.

okay. nothing to blog now. i still feel fat. and there's like finally a tagboard. so go spam me! yay!

2005-10-29T11:25:00.000+08:00

i hide because i'm a feather-brained idiot with thighs the size of your waist.

i'm afraid to show you the pimples on my forehead, my thick waist, and my FREAKING FAT THIGHS. from now on i shall hide in the toilet and refuse to come out until my thighs are as skinny as your arms! nanananana. to do that i shall starve for days and hang upside down so the the fats will be forced out of my mouth by the force of gravity. hopefully, some of them will get stuck along the way and spread themselves out evenly on my chest.

the body is a toy.
the mind is a playground.
the heart is a weakness.
AND MY THIGHS ARE FAT LAH!

okay okay no link.
with my powderful huge thighs i shall KICK all of you who say i have fat thighs to pluto! i shall invite the blind aliens with absolutely no concept of size and coerce them to believe i have thin thighs! yes!

AND YOU WILL NOT GO TO HEAVEN BECAUSE YOU HAVE FAT THIGHS!
you will go to hell because you eat too much and thus have fat thighs.

WHO SAYS FAT THIGHS ARE NOT NICE?
fat is sexy! i am sexy! we are sexy people who cannot find bras that will fit our chest because our chests are too big to fit into puny little sports bras with pretty colors!

goodness. i feel retarded.

YOU WITH THE THIN THIGHS SHOULD NOT BE READING THIS ENTRY. YOU SHOULD BE STUDYING AND NOT THINKING ABOUT THIGHS! YOU WILL NOT DISTURB SEXY (FAT) PEOPLE WHO WORRY ABOUT THEIR THIGHS EVERYDAY. YOU THIGHS CAN GO COOK CHICKEN CURRY FOR ALL WE CARE!

GO STUDY! ALL MY FREAKY FRIENDS WITH THIN THIGHS! DO NOT DISTURB THE ONE WITH FAT THIGHS. FOR SHE BITES!

YES I HAVE NO TAGBOARD! MUAHAHAHA. THIS IS PART OF A MAGNIFICENT PLOT TO SEND YOU ON A SEARCH FOR MY TAGBOARD WHEN THERE ISN'T ONE! APPLAUD THE GENIUS!

FAT THIGHS UNITE!

stress does weird things to people.

2005-10-27T19:45:00.000+08:00

I DID REAL WORK TODAY OKAYYY.

i played (tried to) badminton.
i did funny things on the mats.
i studied chemistry.

i realise SS paper is something like SOON.
i realise like EVERY FREAKING PERSON around me is studying chinese.
i realise i'm the only freak so far who doesn't take higher chinese, save for jiamin.
i realise i only have seven freaking subjects, six of them gonecase. inotherwords, I LOVE CHINESE LAH.

i'm so looking foward to results day when i spot my only A -for chinese in the entire results slip.

the time between prom night and last paper is something like 3 days. 3 FREAKING DAYS TO BUY DRESS AND LOSE WEIGHT!. goodness. i feel freaking fat. no weight gain from what i see but I CAN FEEL IT! I AM GROWING FATTER. and my weight isn't exactly desirable anyway =(

i have never seen so many pimples on my face before. this is terrible. my skincare has gone to the dogs. can't be bothered with 45 minutes of skincare when i could be sleeping. no wonder i'm growing FATTER.

i think my amath is officially SCREWED. i spent like 25 minutes proving some shit identity =( yay.

yes elvis, hiding is the stupidest solution to any problem but i'm brainless. i'm part of the brain family! so far we have three members. feather brain, pea brain and bird brain. guess who's who!

2005-10-26T20:02:00.000+08:00

studying today with elga, eve and jiamei.

learnt something funny from jiamei! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. okay nevermind. goodness. a fan club! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. i'm not the kisiao one here! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! -jumps up and down. HAHAHAHA. okay. anyway hadn't talked to jiamei for like five billion years and so we er... talked. I FREAKING LIKE HER NEEON OR WHATEVER LAH. its freaking nice to play. and her phone is like super super.. er... high tech! okay fine i'm a JING DI ZHI WA. frog in a well. super suaku. i didn't know how to use her phone =(

then the entire afternoon was spent rubbishing with elga and eve. we talked about ALL RUBBISH UNDER THE SUN and decided to draw on each other. lol =) got pissed at the librarian but that's beside the point =) i drank two bottles of green tea today.

ELVIS I'M STICKING TO MY TWO BOTTLE/DAY LIMIT =)

actually there's nothing to blog about but i'm in a GOOD mood today. i've decided not to sign in to msn anymore. or at least appear offline. I SHALL APPEAR TO BE GUAI AND STUDYING.

and yes, you three, thanks for praying for me, but i'm fine. really. its just er... periodical cramps. no need to pray, really. it happens to everyone. just that this was the first time and it hurt more. yeah. go study =)

GRIN
till your mouth cramps
LAUGH
for absolutely no reason
BE HAPPY
cause it does wonders for health
MUG
till you drop dead

2005-10-24T19:37:00.000+08:00

i think having too many posts being seen at a time is bad.

back to the one post format now. so people can't read the old entries. =)

i passed him the letter. okay not passed. quietly slipped my random rantings into his mailtray. of course, there was important stuff inside too. not likely to go back to school unless home proves too much of a distraction. unikely but probable.

i'm like finally meeting joshua after days of procastination. get my tee, give him papers. do some serious studying (i hope). yay.

yay yay yay.
somebody kill me.

you are invited to push me off the ledge when nobody's looking.

2005-10-23T10:46:00.000+08:00

The School Song

Verse 1
Lives are in the making here,
Hearts are in the waking here,
Mighty undertaking here,
Up and On!

We are arming for the fight,
Pressing on with all our might,
Pluming wings for higher flight,
Up and On!

Chorus
Up Saints! truest fame
Lies in high endeavour;
Play the game! keep the flame
Burning brightly ever!

Verse 2
Fair before us lies the way,
Time for work and time for play;
Fill the measure while we may,
Up and On!

Life and time will not delay,
Time is running fast away,
Life is now today; today;
Up and On!

Verse 3
Foes in plenty we shall meet,
Hearts courageous scorn defeat;
So we press with eager feet,
Up and On!

Ever onward to the fight,
Ever upward to the Light,
Ever true to GOD and RIGHT,
Up and On!

School Hymn

Our Father, by whose servants,
Our School was built of old
Whose hand has crowned Thy children,
With blessings manifold
For Thy unfailing mercies,
Far strewn along our way,
With all who passed before us,
We praise Thy name today.

They reaped not where they laboured,
We reap what they have sown;
Our harvest may be garnered,
By ages yet unknown.
The days of old have dowered us
With gifts beyond all praise,
Our Father make us faithful
To serve the coming days.

Before us and beside us,
Still holden by Thy hand,
A cloud of unseen witness,
Our elder comrades stand;
One family unbroken,
We join in one acclaim;
One heart, one voice uplifting
To glorify Thy name.

DO YOU SEE THIS? DO YOU SEE THIS? IT IS THE SAINT ANDREWS SCHOOL SONG AND HYMN! DO YOU SEE IT? DO YOU? DO YOU? DO YOU?

JOSHUA HAS GOTTEN ME MY SAINT ANDREW'S POLO TEE! YES YES YES YES YES! -HOPSAROUNDMADLY. YES I KNOW ITS IS THE SECONDARY SCHOOL THAT HAS THE POLO TEE AND NOT THE JC

BUT BUT BUT! IF I WERE A BOY I WOULD HAVE GONE TO ST ANDREWS! LALALALALALALALALA

oops =X while people are still going on and on about how much THEY miss cedar, their friends and BLAH BLAH BLAH, i'm already looking forward to being part of another family next year. hopefully the saints family. i really HOPE. PRAY, WISH, WHATEVER.

but any family is better than the one i just left =))
goodbye cedar. you're NOT missed.

one family unbroken; we join in one acclaim

2005-10-20T23:45:00.000+08:00

nanana. i shall be incredibly random at this cranky time of the night.
lalalalalalalala.
i removed the freakin haloscan!

random random random thoughts.

da xiong yi shi jia suo hai de =)

xin hao nan ren =)
SNAG? i dunno

must know how to repair everything!

honeeyyyyy! my tap spoil!
darling, my heel broke!
dear! the computer hang!
deardear! i lost my brain! how?

must be the biao zhun answering machine!

honey, i want this.
orh.

honey... i need money.
orh.

honey... i need to go shopping.
orh.

honey... go and die!
orh.

honey... i want a new phone that has mms, camera, mp3 player and also a built in vibrator that gives off three degrees of vibration from strong to vigorous to absolutely crazy. and the vibration must be able to go on for at least sixteen hours before the battery goes flat.
orh.

honey... i need a new boyfriend.
orh.

and the most important thing is must be a 24 hour ATM!

lalalalalalalala

RANDOM RANDOM RANDOM!

being more prone to moodswings of late.
NPCC is still as disgusting as ever.

seems that all the teachers who manage to successfully piss the shit out of me has got something to do with that disgusting cca.

but some teachers are nice x))

small chan lied to me lar. he said he's going to SAS for the next few days and end up everyday still see him slacking around. tsk. oops :x SAS is a nice school! i love st andrews!

yay yay yay

done with my rubbishing.

2005-10-19T20:07:00.000+08:00

xian yu fan shen le hai shi xian yu.

a line from mayday's song, xian yu or something like that.

a salted fish that turns over is still a salted fish. nothing can change that fact and there's no use hoping that the salted fish becomes a promfet or koi or even a goldfish. cause that will never happen.

just like many fucked up things cannot be undone. and the impressions are lasting

screw the human memory.

2005-10-15T16:02:00.000+08:00

school ends officially for us today.
after the O's i shall bring my cedar uniform around for people to sign on.

ohyes. i think i'm missing out on mother's day cause dear peiyu RAMMED a table leg on my cunt. and i mean RAMMED. not on purpose of course. purely by accident. no ovaries destroyed i hope.

graduation ceremony was nothing to shout about. everything was fine. all of us became camwhores for a day and my face is currently cramping from smiling too much. the guy teachers looked damn cute with their ties. especially mr tay x)) freakin cute. and the female teachers were okay. nice too. miss sim put on makeup. the rest of them looked normal. a lot of people cried. i think the only people from our class who didn't cry were elvis and me? woohoo x)) is that something to be proud of?

got teachers to sign on naima's book. we all took pages and naima's book is almost botak. we've got er... ANGELINA-naima's best friend, miss sim, mr tay, small chan, lks and mickey chia. AHEM x))

we took a humungous amount of pictures too. with the abovementioned people and more.

went about in a rush taking photos and collecting signatures before zooming off to pp macs to find joshua and jerome. cool. JJ wor. went to SAJC open house. freakin boring. THEY DO NOT FUCKING HAVE SWIMMING x(( the last time i checked they called it WATER POLO AND SWIMMING. now its just WATER POLO. disgusting. jerome was entertaining me with lame, dirty and even some racist jokes. of course, i told him some of the jokes i knew. lalala. not fit for innocent ears.

NO MORE PURPLE DINOSAUR.

this is the first post of my blog and i should be making it meaningful instead of including totally meaningless details such as the state of my pussy now.

so i'm supposed to follow joshua's example and er.. reminisce.

#10-02. chinktut and associates.
bryan. joshua. ian. peirong. liangyu
you people rock you know. chinese has never been this fun for me. x)) like josh says, it's fate. okay to be precise, he said its "God's will". i'll miss bryan, the only person whose scream can rival mine in pitch. joshua and my constant intrusion of his phone. ian and our unity in suaning bryan. peirong and her beautiful eyes, and liangyu who loves derrick!

4h'o5
ashikin. trixieyap. nithya. szeyu. divya. xinran. anandhi. kanchana. jiaying. samantha. fatanah. farah. nurul. fadilah. jieming. eeling. keli. premila. shaza. jesmine. peiyu. lidan. elvis. trixiechong. novia. aishah. kushina. prethika. nanthini. devi. weiyun. elizabeth
i love you. x)) thanks for making life in cedar so much more bearable. thanks for making my upper sec life a world apart from lower sec. thanks for showing me that FNN is not equal to losers.

4F
jiamin. yumin. huiqi.
hello da mei nus. i love you all you know. we'll probably not be together next year since we all want to pursue different careers. but well x)) takecare. jiamin, please take care of your knee. don't jump around all the time if not it'll take longer to heal. yumin, must study k? we shall walk out of cedar with copper sulphate and dark chocolate grinning away and congratulating us. huiqi, you idiot. go jc/poly don't let people bully you like we do now. and please EXERCISE.

squadmates
jiawen. ariana. weiyun. jessica. weisan. leesi. sarah. shilpa. singjoo. yunshuen. yvonne. sihua. fiona. xinyi. lijie. eve. elga. sheena. juliana. baohui.
four years. we've really been through all the times together. we cried and laughed together. formed the 'around the wok gang' where i was the secretary. ate bakwa during chalet... so many things we've done together. thanks for putting up with my rubbish and strikes and objections and EVERYTHING. and though i dislike our cca i would never have chosen another because i love the people in it that make all the difference.

manel
we used to hate each other. now i love you. please don't ever let us fight over anything again. four years is a long time and many things happened in between. but i love you. takecare.

partners: anandhi and kanch
thanks for putting up with my hyperactivity, over activeness and loud random noises. i will always remember our personal forums about teachers and chinese/tamil lessons. you two rock man.

shradda
don't know how many kilometres you are from me now but i still remember every bit of rubbish we did. you and trixie's singing during bio lessons that made lks extremely irritated, and yet couldn't do anything about cause you just kept singing. you idiot.

ma'ams
sorry, sorry and sorry. that's all i can say about the way i treated you while i was a cadet under you. thank you for not giving up on me. i love you. once a cadet, always a cadet x))

and apparently, teachers read blogs.

4h'o5 teachers
you people rock you know. luckily the principal had the sense to assign the best teachers to our class. this combination of teachers rock x)) we have the comical, the cute, the funny, the sarcastic and they are all fantastic =)). yes. EVERY FREAKIN SUBJECT. of course, combined science lessons are nice too, although we've only had them recently. right ym? oops she's burning up with fever. must be too excited lah. tsk.

mrs chew
your particularity about the state of my attire has enabled me to become a better person as i strive to solve problems set in my path by those who attempt to trip me by words, not by fists. every single detail you look into as you scrutinise every inch of my body proves that the spectrum of jobs a teacher has to handle is very wide indeed. once again, i thank you for allowing me to take up precious minutes of your time as you attempt to mould me into your idea of an ideal cedarian. thank you for making my blog viewership jump higher each time i mention you as the centre of my entry. please continue to do so for future generations of cedarians.

there. done. with the perfect ending as i thank the people who mean the most to me. especially those who make me into a better person with their immature acts. THANKYOU!