I have 50 minutes to type a super long post...
0 Comments Published by wengkeong on Saturday, October 29, 2005 at 12:50 PM.
So yes, I am rushing and typing as fast as a gundoo and can only to find that I am making more and more mistakes and having to hit the damned backspace key. Thus I shall attempt slow down.
You should know why I have to type super fast, it is 50 minutes to the best reality TV show ever created on beautiful mother earth and here it is deserving my (the big fat smiler's) respect. Not that it never did anyway, but nevermind. I have a lot of stuff to type, so let's not be bothered by these clumsy words.
You know I never saw the value of paying for like so much for some pieces of plastic and paper? I guess not many of our 6 billion people population will. But I did yesterday. It was like entering into this magical realm. A realm full of cute creatures. Their purpose in this realm is not to play with you, to be your pet, to say "Goochi, goochi!" to, but to battle and unfortunately resulting in somewhat death. You MIGHT guess what I am talking about, I made it super morbid but what I am writing is the famous card game: The Pokemon Card Game! Yay!
I love playing it, it's so cool. And the pictures on it are cute! Not like the others, the others are scary and devilish. But every now and then, I will shoving my friend's Pokemon deck behind the cupboard. Wanna know why? Because the real devil is coming! Every one scares each other with this horrifying devilish devil! This devil is quite *ahem* stupid though. I hope he doesn't read my blog. Haha. He is none other than the famous personality Mr Chia! I remember the scary spasmic surges that shoot right through your body everytime someone shouts "Chia!" because the consequences are unavoidable. He shouts, and the soundwaves penetrates through your weak ear. You jump and wish to run away, but he is there. He is your worst nightmare!
Well, I guess this answers Terence's question about me breaking the rules, for some stupid reason, we are not allowed Pokemon cards in school.
Student Ambassador Program thingy yesterday was extremely tiring. Tomorrow is the Open House itself, if any one coincidentally is reading my blog, is Primary 6 and coming to the Open House tomorrow, I just want you to know that everyone in the Open House has worked very hard to put this up for you. Even if you don't wish to come to VS or whatever, please remember that there was a lot of effort put in and don't put down VS should you go to another school.
Tonight was the Boys' Brigade in Singapore's 75th Annivesary. It wasn't so bloody after all- haha. I quite enjoyed it because it was at the swanky Orchard Hotel and was fully air-conditioned so I doubt I perspired at all (I tell you it is not a good feeling to pespire in your full BB uniform). Other companies clearly put more effort in their items than us. 33rd COY- I think it's Fairfield- had this super cool item- a cross between some sort of intepretative dance and fancy drill. And they obviously had practised very hard and everyone there was like a Seargeant? Which is 3 ranks higher than me.
Today is the last day in school. Part of my Victorian journey, vie victorienne, journey of turning from boys to men, journey to the becoming a sportsmen, professional and gentlement, has come to an end. Ian's journey in Victoria (School) has ended and is proceeding to the Victorian Integrated Program which I tell myself I must not join. However, I do acknowledge the fact that it is for cleverer people and my intellect will probably be not high enough *oops* Haha. Still I wish to wish Ian the best in his future endeavours together with other IP people whom I know =)
I remember my days when I just stepped foot into this place called Victoria School. Wondering if I would be worthy of the title "Victorian" because I did not feel for this place. My life was very much empty in VS, I was scared, sad and feeling horrible.
I hid from the face of the Victorian flag, and hid my shadows from the school grounds. I didn't realise what I was missing, all I wanted to do was to run away- from the face of the earth. Stupified and Wingardiom Leviosa-ed, I was spellbound, terrified.
But the shadows cast turned into flames of warmth, the bounderies surrounding my little soul melted into the surface of our mother earth and disappeared. Passion- not ordinary passion- but strong passion, filled my Victorian heart. Wait! Did I claim that I had a Victorian heart? Yes, the walls had broken down and I had melted into the school. Victoria was now my second home, more second then any of the schools I had attended. I felt the Victorian spirit, at the cross country championships, speech day, and even when watching the National Science Challenge on TV! But most importantly, I felt Victorian- I was Victorian.
I would like to thank everyone who encouraged, helped, was-thered, supported, blah blah-ed, in the first year of my vie Victorienne.
Nil Sine Labore =)
You should know why I have to type super fast, it is 50 minutes to the best reality TV show ever created on beautiful mother earth and here it is deserving my (the big fat smiler's) respect. Not that it never did anyway, but nevermind. I have a lot of stuff to type, so let's not be bothered by these clumsy words.
You know I never saw the value of paying for like so much for some pieces of plastic and paper? I guess not many of our 6 billion people population will. But I did yesterday. It was like entering into this magical realm. A realm full of cute creatures. Their purpose in this realm is not to play with you, to be your pet, to say "Goochi, goochi!" to, but to battle and unfortunately resulting in somewhat death. You MIGHT guess what I am talking about, I made it super morbid but what I am writing is the famous card game: The Pokemon Card Game! Yay!
I love playing it, it's so cool. And the pictures on it are cute! Not like the others, the others are scary and devilish. But every now and then, I will shoving my friend's Pokemon deck behind the cupboard. Wanna know why? Because the real devil is coming! Every one scares each other with this horrifying devilish devil! This devil is quite *ahem* stupid though. I hope he doesn't read my blog. Haha. He is none other than the famous personality Mr Chia! I remember the scary spasmic surges that shoot right through your body everytime someone shouts "Chia!" because the consequences are unavoidable. He shouts, and the soundwaves penetrates through your weak ear. You jump and wish to run away, but he is there. He is your worst nightmare!
Well, I guess this answers Terence's question about me breaking the rules, for some stupid reason, we are not allowed Pokemon cards in school.
Student Ambassador Program thingy yesterday was extremely tiring. Tomorrow is the Open House itself, if any one coincidentally is reading my blog, is Primary 6 and coming to the Open House tomorrow, I just want you to know that everyone in the Open House has worked very hard to put this up for you. Even if you don't wish to come to VS or whatever, please remember that there was a lot of effort put in and don't put down VS should you go to another school.
Tonight was the Boys' Brigade in Singapore's 75th Annivesary. It wasn't so bloody after all- haha. I quite enjoyed it because it was at the swanky Orchard Hotel and was fully air-conditioned so I doubt I perspired at all (I tell you it is not a good feeling to pespire in your full BB uniform). Other companies clearly put more effort in their items than us. 33rd COY- I think it's Fairfield- had this super cool item- a cross between some sort of intepretative dance and fancy drill. And they obviously had practised very hard and everyone there was like a Seargeant? Which is 3 ranks higher than me.
Today is the last day in school. Part of my Victorian journey, vie victorienne, journey of turning from boys to men, journey to the becoming a sportsmen, professional and gentlement, has come to an end. Ian's journey in Victoria (School) has ended and is proceeding to the Victorian Integrated Program which I tell myself I must not join. However, I do acknowledge the fact that it is for cleverer people and my intellect will probably be not high enough *oops* Haha. Still I wish to wish Ian the best in his future endeavours together with other IP people whom I know =)
I remember my days when I just stepped foot into this place called Victoria School. Wondering if I would be worthy of the title "Victorian" because I did not feel for this place. My life was very much empty in VS, I was scared, sad and feeling horrible.
I hid from the face of the Victorian flag, and hid my shadows from the school grounds. I didn't realise what I was missing, all I wanted to do was to run away- from the face of the earth. Stupified and Wingardiom Leviosa-ed, I was spellbound, terrified.
But the shadows cast turned into flames of warmth, the bounderies surrounding my little soul melted into the surface of our mother earth and disappeared. Passion- not ordinary passion- but strong passion, filled my Victorian heart. Wait! Did I claim that I had a Victorian heart? Yes, the walls had broken down and I had melted into the school. Victoria was now my second home, more second then any of the schools I had attended. I felt the Victorian spirit, at the cross country championships, speech day, and even when watching the National Science Challenge on TV! But most importantly, I felt Victorian- I was Victorian.
I would like to thank everyone who encouraged, helped, was-thered, supported, blah blah-ed, in the first year of my vie Victorienne.
Nil Sine Labore =)
Why is it that even AFTER the exams I have to come home super late? Super late as in 7.30pm mind you. I doubt even some of the Sec 3s go home so late. I have a lot to blog about today- breaking the school rules, today's Student Ambassador thingy blah blah blah. But I am exhuasted and can only summon this amount of strength to type this amount of words.
And I have to go to the bloody Orchard Hotel in the bloody full uniform for the bloody choir practice tomorrow. The worst part about it is the full uniform though, my boots are in the worst condition anyone can find. I will be 2nd Coy's embarassment.
I hate this cruel world! I hate you!
And I have to go to the bloody Orchard Hotel in the bloody full uniform for the bloody choir practice tomorrow. The worst part about it is the full uniform though, my boots are in the worst condition anyone can find. I will be 2nd Coy's embarassment.
I hate this cruel world! I hate you!
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If you have no idea what the f*** I am talking about (courtesy of the RI Sec 4s mentioned in dino's blog), which you probably don't know- I am talking about a very nice song. This entry will surely raise a lot of controversy against my beloved idol so naturally the song was sung by her *smiles a big fat smile* Well the song title is my entry title and after listening to it today, the meaning of the song just suddenly popped up in my mushed brain! Oh yarh, here are a few of my idocracies (made up with my mushed brain) today:
Idiocracy No. 1:
How much wood can a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood?
This was not conjured by me, I heard it from Fadhil before but I doubt it's his idiocracy too, so anyway, this is the idiocracy that led me to the other two =)
Idiocracy No. 2:
How much shit could a shit shit if a shit could shit shit?
Sakib replied me, "Half of itself?" I would guess so. But this is not my favourite though. "Shit" has too little syllables.
Idiocracy No. 3:
How much urine can a urine urine of a urine could urine?
A ha! This is my favourite one! Hahaha... Enough syllables (You-rine) and gross enough. But I doubt a urine could urine though, haha.
So yup, that's all for my idiocracies, if you have a good one (in this context) please leave a comment under this entry or email it to me at bigfatsmiles@gmail.com! FYI, my MSN Passport has already switched to bigfatsmiles@gmail.com. yongqiang14@gmail, yongqiang14@msn, blah blah blah is not functioning any longer because it has been spammed, somehow spoilt, stupified, silencioed, petrificus totalused or whatever. Back to "Dangerous to Know" (Do I hear moans?).
Here are the beautiful lyrics of the song:
Click Here
I don't wish to put down the entire song, but the part of the lyrics that lead me to understand the song most deeply was this part:
Who needs all the answers?
Who takes all the chances?
Who said the truth's gonna save you?
When the truth can be dangerous.
Like the way I feel,
it's all right to steal.
What I need from you
Do what I have to do.
Say what I have to say,
go where I have to go.
And that's dangerous,
dangerous to know.
Words in bold make me feel most deeply. I think this song depicts most Bloggers. Always remember, bloggers do not express their true selves on their blogs. There is this superficial mask seperating reality and hypocritical. I do not deny being hypocritical at times. After all, there are times where I have to be hypocrital, or it won't be natural if I don't do so. Like when I'm speaking to guests during the Open House, or if someone is interviewing me blah blah blah. I don't think it is wrong to be hypocritical so there's it.
I really believe I am dangerous to know. *tries to smile an evil smile*
P/s 60 days before I start writing a diary! Then I will be exactlly 13 and 3/4! Like Mr Adrian Mole! But I still haven't found a diary yet. Anyone has any good recommendations on where to buy one?
If you have no idea what the f*** I am talking about (courtesy of the RI Sec 4s mentioned in dino's blog), which you probably don't know- I am talking about a very nice song. This entry will surely raise a lot of controversy against my beloved idol so naturally the song was sung by her *smiles a big fat smile* Well the song title is my entry title and after listening to it today, the meaning of the song just suddenly popped up in my mushed brain! Oh yarh, here are a few of my idocracies (made up with my mushed brain) today:
Idiocracy No. 1:
How much wood can a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood?
This was not conjured by me, I heard it from Fadhil before but I doubt it's his idiocracy too, so anyway, this is the idiocracy that led me to the other two =)
Idiocracy No. 2:
How much shit could a shit shit if a shit could shit shit?
Sakib replied me, "Half of itself?" I would guess so. But this is not my favourite though. "Shit" has too little syllables.
Idiocracy No. 3:
How much urine can a urine urine of a urine could urine?
A ha! This is my favourite one! Hahaha... Enough syllables (You-rine) and gross enough. But I doubt a urine could urine though, haha.
So yup, that's all for my idiocracies, if you have a good one (in this context) please leave a comment under this entry or email it to me at bigfatsmiles@gmail.com! FYI, my MSN Passport has already switched to bigfatsmiles@gmail.com. yongqiang14@gmail, yongqiang14@msn, blah blah blah is not functioning any longer because it has been spammed, somehow spoilt, stupified, silencioed, petrificus totalused or whatever. Back to "Dangerous to Know" (Do I hear moans?).
Here are the beautiful lyrics of the song:
Click Here
I don't wish to put down the entire song, but the part of the lyrics that lead me to understand the song most deeply was this part:
Who needs all the answers?
Who takes all the chances?
Who said the truth's gonna save you?
When the truth can be dangerous.
Like the way I feel,
it's all right to steal.
What I need from you
Do what I have to do.
Say what I have to say,
go where I have to go.
And that's dangerous,
dangerous to know.
Words in bold make me feel most deeply. I think this song depicts most Bloggers. Always remember, bloggers do not express their true selves on their blogs. There is this superficial mask seperating reality and hypocritical. I do not deny being hypocritical at times. After all, there are times where I have to be hypocrital, or it won't be natural if I don't do so. Like when I'm speaking to guests during the Open House, or if someone is interviewing me blah blah blah. I don't think it is wrong to be hypocritical so there's it.
I really believe I am dangerous to know. *tries to smile an evil smile*
P/s 60 days before I start writing a diary! Then I will be exactlly 13 and 3/4! Like Mr Adrian Mole! But I still haven't found a diary yet. Anyone has any good recommendations on where to buy one?
Ever since dino had put an exclaimation mark after my name in her links list (!) I have started marking every sketch I have drawn with an exclaimation mark after the name of what I sketched. For exaple if I had drawn a tree I would write 树! or tree! below the tree so to speak. This shows our civilisation (or rather my own dreamy world) that dinosaurs have impacted us! (or rather me) This joke seems rather lame but I'm feeling lame right now. Perhaps you won't even consider this joke a joke, but who cares anyway, I was never a good commedian.
I have gave up my Yeos soya bean addiction- because my dad has stopped buying them after persistent statements from my mom. Apparently I have been subconsiously making frequent visits to the refrigerator looking for soya bean milk (finding none, obviously) and subconciously walking back. Then I'll wonder what the heck did I get up for and wish that I had a packet of Yeos Soya Bean with me right then. Sigh, but I will never be free of addictions! I am now addicted to Pocky (Strawberry)! It's like absolutely delicious and I have eaten 2 packets alone today =)
I watched a show on Animal Planet yesterday on the Tasmanian Devil and some of the things I saw was absolutely disgusting. One part of the show showed the labour process of Mrs Tasmanian Devil and I learnt that their pregnancy only lasted for 21 days! That is how long a chicken takes to hatch it's eggs. You might think "wow-that's-so-fast" and most girls will probably wish they were tasmanian devils to avoid the 9 month lugging but believe me, the baby comes out absolutely disgusting. I can't find a photo even after searching Google (because all the pictures are stupid Looney Tunes Tasmanians) and the Animal Planet website because they only show the full-grown Tasmanian Devil. So you will have to rely on my hopefully-vivid description.
Firstly the mother has juice flowing out of her -you know- and then after a while a mucus like substance comes out. This mucus forms what is somewhat like an umbillical cord and the diameter of it is approximately 2 cm. Then the babies come out IN the umbilical cord! They are like the size of a grain of rice! They are pink and clearly translucent and are absolutely gross. They have climb through the mother's thick forest of hair to her tits to drink milk. There are a limited number of tits (I forgot how many) and only 1 baby can drink from a tit. The rest of the babies die. Sadly. But the miracle of life! Something size of a grain of rice can grow to something so big! Wow. Don't feel like hosting a picture of the full grown tas right now, you can google it though =)
Despite my regimental rountine home which I have described yesterday, I was able to capture an insight in the MRT (Non-Singaporeans: Mass Rapid Transit, a train system in Singapore) today. I noticed (probably later than most of our population) that our train system is filled with couples! Young couples, dating couples, old couples, middle-aged couples, couples with children, couples with grandchildren, couples with other couples. Singapore is a Valentine city! (All right, I'm over reacting) Most of them are young and dating couples though.
There are many types of Young and Dating Couples (which I shall label YDC for the rest of these post). There are snogging YDCs, talkative YDCs, playful YDCs blah blah blah. I guess everyone's most disliked would be the snogging YDCs. My goodness, respect yourselves! I doubt I would ever snog in public. And the worsts ones are those who attempt foreplay in public. I have once seen (believe it or not) a lady would was playing with her boyfriend's bulge in public. Another time was a man sliding his hand up his girlfriend's tee. Gosh. Even if you wish to do sex please do it IN PRIVATE thank you very much.
Playful YDCs are however, to me, a pleasant sight. Haha, today I saw the man of a YDC stealing his girlfriend's slipper and she tried to take it back, She couldn't and took his spectacles instead. Haha, this seems mushy but due to the boring ambience on the train I watched this playful scene can't-helping but smiling to myself.
This is another weird thing about me, I sometimes think I'm crazy. When I'm watching non-commedic shows like Romeo or Naturally Sadie, towards the end I would weirdly smile to myself! It's totally weird. Haha, I am a BFS aren't I? Amanda Show? I don't smile. I totally laugh till I drop. Seriously.
So yup, I was smiling and smiling till I didn't realise I had reached Admiralty already. Well, I'm quite sure that if I were in a YDC, I would be stealing my girlfriend's slipper =P
I have gave up my Yeos soya bean addiction- because my dad has stopped buying them after persistent statements from my mom. Apparently I have been subconsiously making frequent visits to the refrigerator looking for soya bean milk (finding none, obviously) and subconciously walking back. Then I'll wonder what the heck did I get up for and wish that I had a packet of Yeos Soya Bean with me right then. Sigh, but I will never be free of addictions! I am now addicted to Pocky (Strawberry)! It's like absolutely delicious and I have eaten 2 packets alone today =)
I watched a show on Animal Planet yesterday on the Tasmanian Devil and some of the things I saw was absolutely disgusting. One part of the show showed the labour process of Mrs Tasmanian Devil and I learnt that their pregnancy only lasted for 21 days! That is how long a chicken takes to hatch it's eggs. You might think "wow-that's-so-fast" and most girls will probably wish they were tasmanian devils to avoid the 9 month lugging but believe me, the baby comes out absolutely disgusting. I can't find a photo even after searching Google (because all the pictures are stupid Looney Tunes Tasmanians) and the Animal Planet website because they only show the full-grown Tasmanian Devil. So you will have to rely on my hopefully-vivid description.
Firstly the mother has juice flowing out of her -you know- and then after a while a mucus like substance comes out. This mucus forms what is somewhat like an umbillical cord and the diameter of it is approximately 2 cm. Then the babies come out IN the umbilical cord! They are like the size of a grain of rice! They are pink and clearly translucent and are absolutely gross. They have climb through the mother's thick forest of hair to her tits to drink milk. There are a limited number of tits (I forgot how many) and only 1 baby can drink from a tit. The rest of the babies die. Sadly. But the miracle of life! Something size of a grain of rice can grow to something so big! Wow. Don't feel like hosting a picture of the full grown tas right now, you can google it though =)
Despite my regimental rountine home which I have described yesterday, I was able to capture an insight in the MRT (Non-Singaporeans: Mass Rapid Transit, a train system in Singapore) today. I noticed (probably later than most of our population) that our train system is filled with couples! Young couples, dating couples, old couples, middle-aged couples, couples with children, couples with grandchildren, couples with other couples. Singapore is a Valentine city! (All right, I'm over reacting) Most of them are young and dating couples though.
There are many types of Young and Dating Couples (which I shall label YDC for the rest of these post). There are snogging YDCs, talkative YDCs, playful YDCs blah blah blah. I guess everyone's most disliked would be the snogging YDCs. My goodness, respect yourselves! I doubt I would ever snog in public. And the worsts ones are those who attempt foreplay in public. I have once seen (believe it or not) a lady would was playing with her boyfriend's bulge in public. Another time was a man sliding his hand up his girlfriend's tee. Gosh. Even if you wish to do sex please do it IN PRIVATE thank you very much.
Playful YDCs are however, to me, a pleasant sight. Haha, today I saw the man of a YDC stealing his girlfriend's slipper and she tried to take it back, She couldn't and took his spectacles instead. Haha, this seems mushy but due to the boring ambience on the train I watched this playful scene can't-helping but smiling to myself.
This is another weird thing about me, I sometimes think I'm crazy. When I'm watching non-commedic shows like Romeo or Naturally Sadie, towards the end I would weirdly smile to myself! It's totally weird. Haha, I am a BFS aren't I? Amanda Show? I don't smile. I totally laugh till I drop. Seriously.
So yup, I was smiling and smiling till I didn't realise I had reached Admiralty already. Well, I'm quite sure that if I were in a YDC, I would be stealing my girlfriend's slipper =P
Sadly, living my life as a Singaporean nowadays has not gave me any thought-provoking thoughts. I take the bus (either 55 or 76), alight at the respective MRT Stations and take the MRT to where I stay (Admiralty Station). This daily and regimental journey home everyday has not given me any sense of inspiration whatsover despite travelling the many kilometers. Perhaps it's because of the regimental value in it, or whatever that should have been seen has already been seen and whatever should have been thought already thought. Or maybe I have been weirdly tired after school or just simply dozed off on the bus rides. Thus I have nothing really much to shout in BFS.
I got back 3 other results today- English which I will reveal the grand total tomorrow. My Maths was really disappointing, I was really horrible- don't wish to reveal the mark but it was a C5. My Chinese came as a total suprise, I can't believe this fact but I think I got 4th in my class. My SA2 itself was 77%! Haha- the first time in my vie Victorienne that I got a distinction for my Chinese. But I doubt it would remain one though, because after the 2nd Combination add-ons blah blah blah (My CA1, SA2 and CA2 Chinese grades were C5, B4, B3 respectively) it would probably be like very low. My Science was very typical 70%, hopefully would be able to increase to an A1 after 2nd Combination.
So yup, the Art Practical gradings were today, I hope they didn't oven the Art Pieces after they were graded- cause I want to take a photo of my beloved book-made-out-of-clay =) It would surely burst if they ovened it. I didn't wedge properly *oops*.
So yup, here's a patriotic ending to my 153rd entry:
Nil Sine Labore
I got back 3 other results today- English which I will reveal the grand total tomorrow. My Maths was really disappointing, I was really horrible- don't wish to reveal the mark but it was a C5. My Chinese came as a total suprise, I can't believe this fact but I think I got 4th in my class. My SA2 itself was 77%! Haha- the first time in my vie Victorienne that I got a distinction for my Chinese. But I doubt it would remain one though, because after the 2nd Combination add-ons blah blah blah (My CA1, SA2 and CA2 Chinese grades were C5, B4, B3 respectively) it would probably be like very low. My Science was very typical 70%, hopefully would be able to increase to an A1 after 2nd Combination.
So yup, the Art Practical gradings were today, I hope they didn't oven the Art Pieces after they were graded- cause I want to take a photo of my beloved book-made-out-of-clay =) It would surely burst if they ovened it. I didn't wedge properly *oops*.
So yup, here's a patriotic ending to my 153rd entry:
Nil Sine Labore
Today is a not very fascinating day. Just "any other apparent" Sunday. My guess is that Sunday is the Sabbath? So we should be in rest and not doing anything fun? Making one of the most valuable days of the week boring? Making the whole world stop turning and hopefully when it does Singapore will be facing the sun so we have eternal day.
I really have nothing to write about. Just stepped out of the one-eyed-monster's sight after finishing watching That's So Raven. It's such a cool show! Haha. The first time I saw her was in the Princess Diaries- and she supposed to be some Middle East Princess or something. And now she's some weird high-school girl in high-school.
I have nothing more to say (sadly), await my other 4 sub results if I dare to post it tomorrow! Haha.
I really have nothing to write about. Just stepped out of the one-eyed-monster's sight after finishing watching That's So Raven. It's such a cool show! Haha. The first time I saw her was in the Princess Diaries- and she supposed to be some Middle East Princess or something. And now she's some weird high-school girl in high-school.
I have nothing more to say (sadly), await my other 4 sub results if I dare to post it tomorrow! Haha.
Losing my touch with the world...
1 Comments Published by wengkeong on Sunday, October 23, 2005 at 8:05 AM.
I have been lost in this atmospheric atmosphere of mine, the past few days- resulting in a somewhat fall of hits and tags. I have been busy and was unable to connect with the blogosphere. Lazy? I wouldn't think so. Coming home super late and eating your dinner and finally sitting down on the couch watching some good TV, I don't wanna get my butt up to type a too-long entry again. Today is different though, I have seen how bad I have been as a Blogger typing insignificant and terrible entries while viewing other blogs seeing how good they are wishing I could do the same when the fact is I CAN do the same. So yup, I have gotten my blogger-self together. This paragraph sounds weird and all and really should be in my diary but I have decided I won't have a diary until this Christmas because I will turn 13 3/4 years old then. Sentimental isn't it? Haha.
I am now an official supporter of S.P.E.W- Society of the Promotion of Elfish Welfare. I have finally gotten hold of a Half-Blood Prince (courtesy of SPKR) and have found much compassion and love for those long-eared, big-eyed creatures that dwell in the wizarding world. Even for Kreacher really, but I like Dobby more though. I finished the 607-page book in about 6 hours- I consider it quite an feat although I know there are faster readers than me. I could have finished it faster but my so called downfall was lead by my lack of enthusiasm.
Survivor yesterday was horrible. I think I might have taken the whatever luck potion so Blake got voted out last week. This week all the people that I didn't want to get voted out got voted out. Blimey. Bryan was a total idiot, he should have formed better alliances with Amy or Gary. Margaret obviously knew she was going to get out thus gave us Survivor fans absent-minded and clumsy string of words to Judd. I hate Judd. I spit on you. Totally.
I went out for lunch with Wildborg today- SPKR was suppose to join us but because of his parent's love for entertainment he had to stay home. (That might not be true, I just said that because he always seemed to have guest) We ate at Cafe Cartel in City Hall. We always seem to be going to City Hall nowawdays. It's a cool place actually. Shopping at Raffles City/CitiLink Mall/Suntec, Movies at wherever, Art Stuff at Bras Basah, Books at National Library. There's so many things to see and do.
I found my Ceramics materials at Saga City with the help of Kifo over the cell today. I went last week to return with nothing. I searched Art Friend which is supposed to be like has-everything-art-kinda-shop but the range of Ceramic materials there seriously suck. I went to a weird Art Shop just above Art Friend last week but it was totally sucky. And then, I found Saga City! Wow, I immediatly found the one I wanted and it met my budget! SGD9.20!
There's a newly renovated Popular at Bras Basah too! It's like so cool and new and new levels have been added! There is also an Art Book corner (opening next week) which I hope will carry less exhorbitant and more affordable price tags so I don't have to Kinokuniya for Art Books if I have to next time.
Today was also my first trip to the National Library. The architecture as reported was very brilliant and interior was also furnished very well. You have to kepp your NATIONAL Library presentable don't you? I didn't dwell for very long though. Was quite tired and left Wildborg there flipping through the books subconciously, deciding whether to borrow the paperback or harcover version blah blah blah.
I was pleasantly suprised at my results yesterday. 2 revealed, 4 more to go. My Geography score was 76.5% which will hopefully be higher due to the higher A1 I got during the CA. I am so gonna take Geography in Sec 3. History is defintely not an option. But what will happen in June 2006? Ahhh! Revenge of the Raj! Haha.
Okay! Return for yet another entry tomorrow!
I am now an official supporter of S.P.E.W- Society of the Promotion of Elfish Welfare. I have finally gotten hold of a Half-Blood Prince (courtesy of SPKR) and have found much compassion and love for those long-eared, big-eyed creatures that dwell in the wizarding world. Even for Kreacher really, but I like Dobby more though. I finished the 607-page book in about 6 hours- I consider it quite an feat although I know there are faster readers than me. I could have finished it faster but my so called downfall was lead by my lack of enthusiasm.
Survivor yesterday was horrible. I think I might have taken the whatever luck potion so Blake got voted out last week. This week all the people that I didn't want to get voted out got voted out. Blimey. Bryan was a total idiot, he should have formed better alliances with Amy or Gary. Margaret obviously knew she was going to get out thus gave us Survivor fans absent-minded and clumsy string of words to Judd. I hate Judd. I spit on you. Totally.
I went out for lunch with Wildborg today- SPKR was suppose to join us but because of his parent's love for entertainment he had to stay home. (That might not be true, I just said that because he always seemed to have guest) We ate at Cafe Cartel in City Hall. We always seem to be going to City Hall nowawdays. It's a cool place actually. Shopping at Raffles City/CitiLink Mall/Suntec, Movies at wherever, Art Stuff at Bras Basah, Books at National Library. There's so many things to see and do.
I found my Ceramics materials at Saga City with the help of Kifo over the cell today. I went last week to return with nothing. I searched Art Friend which is supposed to be like has-everything-art-kinda-shop but the range of Ceramic materials there seriously suck. I went to a weird Art Shop just above Art Friend last week but it was totally sucky. And then, I found Saga City! Wow, I immediatly found the one I wanted and it met my budget! SGD9.20!
There's a newly renovated Popular at Bras Basah too! It's like so cool and new and new levels have been added! There is also an Art Book corner (opening next week) which I hope will carry less exhorbitant and more affordable price tags so I don't have to Kinokuniya for Art Books if I have to next time.
Today was also my first trip to the National Library. The architecture as reported was very brilliant and interior was also furnished very well. You have to kepp your NATIONAL Library presentable don't you? I didn't dwell for very long though. Was quite tired and left Wildborg there flipping through the books subconciously, deciding whether to borrow the paperback or harcover version blah blah blah.
I was pleasantly suprised at my results yesterday. 2 revealed, 4 more to go. My Geography score was 76.5% which will hopefully be higher due to the higher A1 I got during the CA. I am so gonna take Geography in Sec 3. History is defintely not an option. But what will happen in June 2006? Ahhh! Revenge of the Raj! Haha.
Okay! Return for yet another entry tomorrow!
I'm sick of everything Microsoft. Totally. I hate MSN- which is why I just switched to Trillian till Google decides to open Google Talk for MSN People. I wish to no longer use an MSN Passport. I mean it's like so dead sucky. I forgot my damned password and had to like struggle changing it. I wish the Ambassadors had used Yahoo instead of MSN to make a group. I hate Microsoft. Here am I stuck with your stupid computer preparing to die.
I think Bill has enough money. He earns if I'm not wrong a freaking 4million an hour. I don't even earn a million since the day I was born.
Go away Microsoft! I hate you! Go away IE! I have Mozilla! Go away MSN! I have Trillian! Go AWAY!!!
I think Bill has enough money. He earns if I'm not wrong a freaking 4million an hour. I don't even earn a million since the day I was born.
Go away Microsoft! I hate you! Go away IE! I have Mozilla! Go away MSN! I have Trillian! Go AWAY!!!
I have been really busy like these few days and to have another post till Saturday would be quite a miracle. Sorry Guys! And I'm hitting 6000 hits this October! I would really like to thank all you people out there who have visited my blog like almost daily despite my sometimes lack of updates. Currently there's a Student Ambassador Program that's totally draining me out. I really need a breather.
Stroeders out today! Sadly. I think Stassi was really devastated. Lsing in their hometown (Louisiana) that was later Katrina-ed? Man, bad. But at least we don't have to hear Hunter calling Mommy a bitch anymore! Haha. I can't believe the Paolos came in second! I'm so loving them. Wonder what's gonna happen next week? My guess is that their going to Australia! So cool, finally outta the states!
Yup, 2 more days before I Survive again! Wooha!
P/s To Madcat, I am not playing RS- now that is. I do not have the wonderful luxury of time =(
Stroeders out today! Sadly. I think Stassi was really devastated. Lsing in their hometown (Louisiana) that was later Katrina-ed? Man, bad. But at least we don't have to hear Hunter calling Mommy a bitch anymore! Haha. I can't believe the Paolos came in second! I'm so loving them. Wonder what's gonna happen next week? My guess is that their going to Australia! So cool, finally outta the states!
Yup, 2 more days before I Survive again! Wooha!
P/s To Madcat, I am not playing RS- now that is. I do not have the wonderful luxury of time =(
Today, I walked out of my room after changing into the Victorian khaki panter uniform and into the room of life. I saw my wallet and put it in my pocket still in the state of dreaming. I walked out of the door and into the lift with my mom and she told me to put my hand in my pocket. I felt my wallet. How can it be? My wallet that I lost is in my khaki pants! I lost it on Sunday and didn't wear those pants on Sunday! This is so weird!
Okay, I completely was oblivious to the fact that I put my wallet in my pants and that my wallet was already found. My dad found it somewhere yesterday =) Thanks for everyone's condolences!
I'm deleting Confessions of a PSLE Graduate. I find it quite pointless to write it because my graduation was long gone and I have no more feeling to be a PSLE Graduate. Any of my juniors out there who wish to write a fresh one please tell me kay! I want to read YOURS! I will give you my full support and make sure you come to VS (unless you're a girl larh!)
Yup! Tomorrow is the last paper! I shall edit EVERY SINGLE photo I have and upload it into my Flickr tomorrow! Then I shall mine 5 000 rune essences on Runescape and be rich! Yay! I can't wait for 8.45am tomorrow!
Okay, I completely was oblivious to the fact that I put my wallet in my pants and that my wallet was already found. My dad found it somewhere yesterday =) Thanks for everyone's condolences!
I'm deleting Confessions of a PSLE Graduate. I find it quite pointless to write it because my graduation was long gone and I have no more feeling to be a PSLE Graduate. Any of my juniors out there who wish to write a fresh one please tell me kay! I want to read YOURS! I will give you my full support and make sure you come to VS (unless you're a girl larh!)
Yup! Tomorrow is the last paper! I shall edit EVERY SINGLE photo I have and upload it into my Flickr tomorrow! Then I shall mine 5 000 rune essences on Runescape and be rich! Yay! I can't wait for 8.45am tomorrow!
I lost my wallet today. Like outside. Like I doubt I can ever get it back again. Like so dead. Like freaking demoralised. Like first time. Like sucks. Like my goodness I hate this. Like I'm gonna die. Like I lost a lot of stuff. Like sad. Like pathetic. Like whimpering.
I doubt I feel as sad as Jeremy when he lost it because I don't keep sentimental stuff in my wallet. My wallet contents are:
-My Class Key
-EZ-Link Card
-Popular Student Card
-Cash Card powered by NETS
It's quite pathetic haha. I loved the police man. This is like the first time I'm making a report and the police are like nice! They are so not like their logo which consist of a blue colored man (most probably the police) clutching 2 red colored men (probably the criminals)- which is scary. I thought they would do it to me too (which is a very stupid and immature thought). So yup. 1 week for whoever who finds it to hopefully return it to me. Or else I have to get a new EZ-Link card blah blah blah.
I hope my case will resemble Jeremy's. Now patiently waiting for 8 o'clock for Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban on HBO.
I doubt I feel as sad as Jeremy when he lost it because I don't keep sentimental stuff in my wallet. My wallet contents are:
-My Class Key
-EZ-Link Card
-Popular Student Card
-Cash Card powered by NETS
It's quite pathetic haha. I loved the police man. This is like the first time I'm making a report and the police are like nice! They are so not like their logo which consist of a blue colored man (most probably the police) clutching 2 red colored men (probably the criminals)- which is scary. I thought they would do it to me too (which is a very stupid and immature thought). So yup. 1 week for whoever who finds it to hopefully return it to me. Or else I have to get a new EZ-Link card blah blah blah.
I hope my case will resemble Jeremy's. Now patiently waiting for 8 o'clock for Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban on HBO.
I really have nothing to type about in the title area thus letting it stayed Untitled. I went out with Wildborg today and had one of the most embarrassing moments of my life like totally. I mean it's like worst than Lizzie Mac. So here's the scene. I was in MPH CitiLink and I passed by this Readers' Digest stand thingy. Having not bought my copy yet I took one and wanted to read it. Behind me was this glass that was really quite far from me but I thought it was quite near, thus I leaned on it. Guessed what happened? I leaned on to air and fell making some book arrangement by the bay window. My god! And the sales assistant even knew it was me. That was probably the most embarrassing moment in my life.
Waiting for many things now. The next Amazing Race, the next Survivor, Carrie's Some Heart and Cable TV man to arrive blah blah blah. I just found out on a Christian website that Bon Jovi's songs contained the spirit of sexuality and party (like clubbing? right? haha) and I bought it. What a total freak I am. I seem to have poor music judgement these days. Monkey with same shitty sounds and now something sexual. I hope Carrie turns out fine. Like really.
I suddenly really like Mr Ang. I should have said this yesterday but I didn't (partly because of my disgustingly poor memory). On the Friday Assembly on Victoria's 5th Storey parade square he was talking about how the aunties and uncles in the school work too hard as we irresponsible boys play with the freaking tissue paper in the toilet, throw freaking water bottles etc. etc. And said that the aunties and uncles shouldn't deserve this. This is not the main point of why I suddenly like him (although I do think people shouldn't play with freaking water bottles and tissue) but why I like him was he said:
It's not word to word but something like that with a accuracy of 99%. I mean he's like so cool. Totally different from the school that had suspended whatever the students who blogged about their teachers! And this time he is like not taking this kind of disgusting action and I think what he's doing is really good.
So yep, new iPod came out and I'm freaking angry. 20 more bucks for 10 more GB and a video function. Like Mr Maran said "You can only get better," seems like that's what Apple is doing! dino, if you haven't got your nano yet u should seriously consider iPod 5G.
(If you notice I used freaking a lot in this entry it's courtesy of Miss Stephenie LaGrossa on Survivor yesterday night / afternoon)
Waiting for many things now. The next Amazing Race, the next Survivor, Carrie's Some Heart and Cable TV man to arrive blah blah blah. I just found out on a Christian website that Bon Jovi's songs contained the spirit of sexuality and party (like clubbing? right? haha) and I bought it. What a total freak I am. I seem to have poor music judgement these days. Monkey with same shitty sounds and now something sexual. I hope Carrie turns out fine. Like really.
I suddenly really like Mr Ang. I should have said this yesterday but I didn't (partly because of my disgustingly poor memory). On the Friday Assembly on Victoria's 5th Storey parade square he was talking about how the aunties and uncles in the school work too hard as we irresponsible boys play with the freaking tissue paper in the toilet, throw freaking water bottles etc. etc. And said that the aunties and uncles shouldn't deserve this. This is not the main point of why I suddenly like him (although I do think people shouldn't play with freaking water bottles and tissue) but why I like him was he said:
"I don't want to carry on because if I do then you guys will write in your blog that Mr Ang moralizes."
It's not word to word but something like that with a accuracy of 99%. I mean he's like so cool. Totally different from the school that had suspended whatever the students who blogged about their teachers! And this time he is like not taking this kind of disgusting action and I think what he's doing is really good.
So yep, new iPod came out and I'm freaking angry. 20 more bucks for 10 more GB and a video function. Like Mr Maran said "You can only get better," seems like that's what Apple is doing! dino, if you haven't got your nano yet u should seriously consider iPod 5G.
(If you notice I used freaking a lot in this entry it's courtesy of Miss Stephenie LaGrossa on Survivor yesterday night / afternoon)
It is another 32 days before fourth American Idol Carrie Underwood's Album "Some Hearts" come out. Here I am sitting down moody and waiting like how I was waiting for Ms Duff's (younger one) album to come out. Somehow the wait wasn't worthwhile because Ms Duff's third album somehow sucked because of that lack of new songs and freshness. But I believe most debut albums are great. Like Hil's Metamorphosis, Renee's Renee, Backstreet's Backstreet , Clay's Measure, Sonic's Reasonate blah blah blah. Some Hearts should be worth listening (and of course paying that 20bucks).
I totally crapped my way to heaven when I bought a stupid monkey. I will never buy a rap CD for the rest of my life. I mean how interesting is hearing "No no no no, don't phunk with my heart" for like 3, 4 times in the same song, same tune, same octave, same style, same shit. Great- the first CD I actually wasted my money on (please don't tell me I wasted money on Hil! Please!). I actually didn't want to buy it but due to CONDITIONS which only Mr Wildborg knew (mr wildborg please don't tell) I bought that damned disk. This is of course my opinion, I believe there are Monkey and Elephant lovers out there (eg. Pang)
I feel very poetic today. Not Shakspearish of course (I never want to be Shakey, read Shakey or write Shakey) but more on poems that don't rhyme. You know- more abstract and morbid ones. I don't know if it is really considered a poem or poetry or whatever but here goes:
I'm sitting down on the bench
Watching
Everyone has somewhere to go
They know where they want to go
How come I don't?
What is life?
What do I do with my life?
Currently nothing
I mean, I am nothing
So how can I do anything?
Apparently I am less than nothing
But is there such a thing?
Nothing is the absolute of nothingness
As quoted from Mr Wilbur to the sheep
So am I less than nothing?
I want to hide
But where?
I want to hide
But how?
I want to hide
Life is weird
Really weird
I am weird
Really weird
Crazy
Am I that?
Worthless?
Am I that?
Slash!
So here you are. A weird poem thingy (because I don't even know if it's counted as a poem). Don't worry, I am NOT suffering from depression. I just wish to write something morbid and sad. Not a Big Fat Smiler isn't it? Haha!
Exams were all fine =) Thanks for all your concern =) I'm quite worried about Science though- especially Biology. Haha. Today's Geogy was great. Although I forgot a confluence was called a confluence and although confluence was mentioned in the paper somewhere else. That should have cost me half a mark.
I'm sick of people not being appreciative. Someone dropped her earphones on the bus today. And I returned it to her. She was on the phone and just took it from my hands. She didn't say anything.
And here is a little quiz in my poem =) Who is "Mr Wilbur"? Tag on my board the answer! Some people might know. Hint: It has to do with a web.
Yup, I think that's all for now. Survivor in 45 min! 2 more papers to go. I am an idiot! (and of course a BFS)
I totally crapped my way to heaven when I bought a stupid monkey. I will never buy a rap CD for the rest of my life. I mean how interesting is hearing "No no no no, don't phunk with my heart" for like 3, 4 times in the same song, same tune, same octave, same style, same shit. Great- the first CD I actually wasted my money on (please don't tell me I wasted money on Hil! Please!). I actually didn't want to buy it but due to CONDITIONS which only Mr Wildborg knew (mr wildborg please don't tell) I bought that damned disk. This is of course my opinion, I believe there are Monkey and Elephant lovers out there (eg. Pang)
I feel very poetic today. Not Shakspearish of course (I never want to be Shakey, read Shakey or write Shakey) but more on poems that don't rhyme. You know- more abstract and morbid ones. I don't know if it is really considered a poem or poetry or whatever but here goes:
I'm sitting down on the bench
Watching
Everyone has somewhere to go
They know where they want to go
How come I don't?
What is life?
What do I do with my life?
Currently nothing
I mean, I am nothing
So how can I do anything?
Apparently I am less than nothing
But is there such a thing?
Nothing is the absolute of nothingness
As quoted from Mr Wilbur to the sheep
So am I less than nothing?
I want to hide
But where?
I want to hide
But how?
I want to hide
Life is weird
Really weird
I am weird
Really weird
Crazy
Am I that?
Worthless?
Am I that?
Slash!
So here you are. A weird poem thingy (because I don't even know if it's counted as a poem). Don't worry, I am NOT suffering from depression. I just wish to write something morbid and sad. Not a Big Fat Smiler isn't it? Haha!
Exams were all fine =) Thanks for all your concern =) I'm quite worried about Science though- especially Biology. Haha. Today's Geogy was great. Although I forgot a confluence was called a confluence and although confluence was mentioned in the paper somewhere else. That should have cost me half a mark.
I'm sick of people not being appreciative. Someone dropped her earphones on the bus today. And I returned it to her. She was on the phone and just took it from my hands. She didn't say anything.
And here is a little quiz in my poem =) Who is "Mr Wilbur"? Tag on my board the answer! Some people might know. Hint: It has to do with a web.
Yup, I think that's all for now. Survivor in 45 min! 2 more papers to go. I am an idiot! (and of course a BFS)
I do not have the urge to blog or even to come online which is a damn it sad thing. Well, hope the spasm comes back after the EOYS =) Meanwhile, don't expect anything to enjoy (as quoted from My Resonance)
Hello people. I have had a long break. 4 days. I wouldn't say I was lazy, I wouldn't say I had no life thus not blogging. In fact I have had quite a number of stuff to pen (or rather type) down. But the enthusiasm was just not there. Of course, 4 days is not as long as 8. Whom all the Xiaxue blogders have been waiting for her to continue again.
After watching Survivor Guatemala and Survivor Live- the Internet talkshow held By Jenna Morsca (SOLE Survivor of Survivor: Amazon) and Dalton Ros (Entertainment Weekly), I have consciously shuffled my list of favourite Castaways in the Maya Empire. Stephenie LaGrossa has ultimately been out of my damned list. Right now at the top would probably be Amy O'Harra. Yesterday's show was an ultimate turn of events that wasn't in favour for any of the before and now Yaxha tribe members. Despite Jenna (Morasca)'s liking for Danni I seem to dislike her. And despite being an "Ultimate Stephanie Fan" I was since the times of Palau, I hate the alliance shared by her, Jamie and Judd. In fact, I'm beginning to hate Steph- the girl I once voted for in the "Most Popular Survivor Poll".
I think yesterday's sent-home Brooke deserved much more chance. If the stupid-far-too-early Tribe Switchy thingy wasn't far too early Brooke had a high chance of being at least in the new merger tribe. And Brooke I tell you is the most gorgeous girl on Guatemala. At least more gorgeous than Steph. As in really. In terms of intellect Brooke's better too. She's a law student while Steph's just a sales representative with a Bachelor of something. I really think Brooke should not have gotten out. Judd should have. Traitor.
Enough of Survivor. Especially when their non-TV people reading. Haha. Talking about TV I have just suscribed to Starhub Cable TV! Yay! Now I am a 100% hubber- with MaxOnline, using a Starhubbed phone and watching CableTV by Starhub. I have 17 channels using a Digital Box thingy which will start on the 15th of October which is next week. My 17 channels are:
CCTV-9 (I think it's the Chinese news from China, correct me if I'm wrong)
CNN
CNBC Singapore
BBC World
Bloomberg Television
AXN
Hallmark Channel
MTV Southeast Asia
Star World
National Geographic Channel
Discovery Channel
Discovery Travel and Living Channel
Animal Planet
Nickelodean (Yay! Spongebob EVERYDAY)
Disney
Cartoon Network
VV Chanel
It's quite pathetic that only 2 out of 17 channels are Chinese ones. And it's even more pathetic that only 1 out of 2 Chinese channels that I will watch. I doubt I'll watch whatever CCTV haha. U News is good enough.
And people concerned with my wellbeing of study. Yes I have been studying- placing more weight on Geography and Science because their more content heavy =) Thank's for everyone's concerns!
So Jiayou for the exams everyone!
It's quite hard to imagine I'm turning Sec 2 in 2+ months time. It's really hard to imagine. The best thing about that? I'm never having to be a Private anymore! Lance Coporal here I come!
I shall comenmorate Brooke for being the first girl I have proclaimed gorgeous (not even Hilary had that priviliedge) on Big Fat Smiles =) by placing her picture here =) Not with my bandwidth though! Haha. Koped from realitytvmagazine.com =)
After watching Survivor Guatemala and Survivor Live- the Internet talkshow held By Jenna Morsca (SOLE Survivor of Survivor: Amazon) and Dalton Ros (Entertainment Weekly), I have consciously shuffled my list of favourite Castaways in the Maya Empire. Stephenie LaGrossa has ultimately been out of my damned list. Right now at the top would probably be Amy O'Harra. Yesterday's show was an ultimate turn of events that wasn't in favour for any of the before and now Yaxha tribe members. Despite Jenna (Morasca)'s liking for Danni I seem to dislike her. And despite being an "Ultimate Stephanie Fan" I was since the times of Palau, I hate the alliance shared by her, Jamie and Judd. In fact, I'm beginning to hate Steph- the girl I once voted for in the "Most Popular Survivor Poll".
I think yesterday's sent-home Brooke deserved much more chance. If the stupid-far-too-early Tribe Switchy thingy wasn't far too early Brooke had a high chance of being at least in the new merger tribe. And Brooke I tell you is the most gorgeous girl on Guatemala. At least more gorgeous than Steph. As in really. In terms of intellect Brooke's better too. She's a law student while Steph's just a sales representative with a Bachelor of something. I really think Brooke should not have gotten out. Judd should have. Traitor.
Enough of Survivor. Especially when their non-TV people reading. Haha. Talking about TV I have just suscribed to Starhub Cable TV! Yay! Now I am a 100% hubber- with MaxOnline, using a Starhubbed phone and watching CableTV by Starhub. I have 17 channels using a Digital Box thingy which will start on the 15th of October which is next week. My 17 channels are:
CCTV-9 (I think it's the Chinese news from China, correct me if I'm wrong)
CNN
CNBC Singapore
BBC World
Bloomberg Television
AXN
Hallmark Channel
MTV Southeast Asia
Star World
National Geographic Channel
Discovery Channel
Discovery Travel and Living Channel
Animal Planet
Nickelodean (Yay! Spongebob EVERYDAY)
Disney
Cartoon Network
VV Chanel
It's quite pathetic that only 2 out of 17 channels are Chinese ones. And it's even more pathetic that only 1 out of 2 Chinese channels that I will watch. I doubt I'll watch whatever CCTV haha. U News is good enough.
And people concerned with my wellbeing of study. Yes I have been studying- placing more weight on Geography and Science because their more content heavy =) Thank's for everyone's concerns!
So Jiayou for the exams everyone!
It's quite hard to imagine I'm turning Sec 2 in 2+ months time. It's really hard to imagine. The best thing about that? I'm never having to be a Private anymore! Lance Coporal here I come!
I shall comenmorate Brooke for being the first girl I have proclaimed gorgeous (not even Hilary had that priviliedge) on Big Fat Smiles =) by placing her picture here =) Not with my bandwidth though! Haha. Koped from realitytvmagazine.com =)
Seems like it's the dunno-wad time I have had "addicted" as a title. Well, this time is really some of my addictions. I just completed all my homeword and feel like blogging something light =)
Well, since the title is Addicted I shall blog about my addictions =) Their basically food and CURRENT shows. Took some photos and vola! Haha.
Snacky-dackies I am addicted to:
Yup! This soya bean drink from Yeos! I love it! I drink at least 2 a day =)
And this too! The dried mango! I like the slightly wet type from the Bigis dried market =) This however, was not from there but still suited my tastebuds =) I'm eating it now.
Those undried suan meis! My mom brought them back from Taipei =) Doesn't it resemble
?
Another Taiwan thingy. It's like covered with nuts and really good =)
Okay, that's all for the FOOD I am currently addicted to =) Now for TV (not many though):
I believe Wildborg is also addicted to this! Haha! OMG this is a damned good show. Freaky though. But plots are wonderful and actors and actresses acted super good.
My favourite reality TV Show. Started watching since the Amazon one. Get about 2 or seizures because of malnutrition of Survivor every week =)
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The image is blank because I can't find one or rather I am too lazy to. Actually it's supposed to be the Amazing Race which is airing (is it spelt like that?) tomorrow =)
Yup. Exams coming soon =)
Well, since the title is Addicted I shall blog about my addictions =) Their basically food and CURRENT shows. Took some photos and vola! Haha.
Snacky-dackies I am addicted to:
Yup! This soya bean drink from Yeos! I love it! I drink at least 2 a day =)
And this too! The dried mango! I like the slightly wet type from the Bigis dried market =) This however, was not from there but still suited my tastebuds =) I'm eating it now.
Those undried suan meis! My mom brought them back from Taipei =) Doesn't it resemble
?Another Taiwan thingy. It's like covered with nuts and really good =)
Okay, that's all for the FOOD I am currently addicted to =) Now for TV (not many though):
I believe Wildborg is also addicted to this! Haha! OMG this is a damned good show. Freaky though. But plots are wonderful and actors and actresses acted super good.
My favourite reality TV Show. Started watching since the Amazon one. Get about 2 or seizures because of malnutrition of Survivor every week =)
The image is blank because I can't find one or rather I am too lazy to. Actually it's supposed to be the Amazing Race which is airing (is it spelt like that?) tomorrow =)
Yup. Exams coming soon =)
Blogger doesn’t seem to be working. Whenever I go to “blogger.com” for mozilla it just loads and loads until the cows come home, for IE it loads until the title is “cannot find server”. Right now, I am using “Blogger for Word” which is the Blogger Add-on for you to type your entry (for everyone’s information, 帖子 when I posted the part-chinese entry means “entry” itself.) on the word processor- Microsoft Word. I hope it manages to publish, if it doesn’t then I’ll just wait untill Blogger works again. So to you guys reading this, this entry was orignally written at 5.30.
The above paragraph seems pretty boring. My article with Victoriana seems pretty boring too- but the UNEDITED version (which is what I ORIGNALLY wrote) is NOT boring. I guess the editor (aka Mark Thompson) had to conserve space and thus deleted the funny parts =(
I have an important issue to address. I didn’t know how serious this issue was until I read IN (For people who think thinking is In) this morning and read one of the articles about a few JC students being expelled from their JC because defamation or something related to their school. I never knew this happened until recently (aka rather lately- today). I think this is a very horrible thing to do (the expelling). I mean blogging is really part of a student’s private life. Blogging is equivalent to eating, shitting, peeing, drinking, surfing the net blah blah blah.
So the school has the right to govern a student’s private life? So if the student has a fetish for surfing porn (outside school hours) the school must suspend or expel him? No! The school can counsel, the school can encourage, the school can do something BENEFICIAL but the school doesn’t expel! In fact nothing the school does must be a form of punishment! It is really something the students do let let out their stress and express their feelings. After all, a blog is largely personal. Even more, I think the government should have NO rights to controlling what we blog about.
Although I do oppose against defamation, and racism, and whatever said that is hurtful blogged- I do oppose to the government stopping us and placing punishments and all this crap. A blog is a place to express freely. Not a place to be scared of what you’re typing about blah blah blah.
I still thank God that Victoria hasn’t had any expellations blah blah blah but as for defamotories of teachers I think they do exist. In fact I think they do exist in every school. After all, every school has those teachers who are so crappy that the students have to defame them. Meanwhile, I am still quite lucky. Through my 7 years of schooling life, I have had good rapport with my teachers =)
Diverting a little here. You guys will NEVER see another entry with Chinese content on Big fat Smiles ever again unless it’s just a few words etc. I can’t stand the ridicule! Hahaha…
NOTE: Please note that my above entry states my opposing to any form of punishments faced by bloggers should they post anything bad on the web. Despite this statement, I do not agree with bloggers posting anything bad (racism, defamotory, “flamming” etc.) My view is that the government should take a different approach like counselling etc.
The above paragraph seems pretty boring. My article with Victoriana seems pretty boring too- but the UNEDITED version (which is what I ORIGNALLY wrote) is NOT boring. I guess the editor (aka Mark Thompson) had to conserve space and thus deleted the funny parts =(
I have an important issue to address. I didn’t know how serious this issue was until I read IN (For people who think thinking is In) this morning and read one of the articles about a few JC students being expelled from their JC because defamation or something related to their school. I never knew this happened until recently (aka rather lately- today). I think this is a very horrible thing to do (the expelling). I mean blogging is really part of a student’s private life. Blogging is equivalent to eating, shitting, peeing, drinking, surfing the net blah blah blah.
So the school has the right to govern a student’s private life? So if the student has a fetish for surfing porn (outside school hours) the school must suspend or expel him? No! The school can counsel, the school can encourage, the school can do something BENEFICIAL but the school doesn’t expel! In fact nothing the school does must be a form of punishment! It is really something the students do let let out their stress and express their feelings. After all, a blog is largely personal. Even more, I think the government should have NO rights to controlling what we blog about.
Although I do oppose against defamation, and racism, and whatever said that is hurtful blogged- I do oppose to the government stopping us and placing punishments and all this crap. A blog is a place to express freely. Not a place to be scared of what you’re typing about blah blah blah.
I still thank God that Victoria hasn’t had any expellations blah blah blah but as for defamotories of teachers I think they do exist. In fact I think they do exist in every school. After all, every school has those teachers who are so crappy that the students have to defame them. Meanwhile, I am still quite lucky. Through my 7 years of schooling life, I have had good rapport with my teachers =)
Diverting a little here. You guys will NEVER see another entry with Chinese content on Big fat Smiles ever again unless it’s just a few words etc. I can’t stand the ridicule! Hahaha…
NOTE: Please note that my above entry states my opposing to any form of punishments faced by bloggers should they post anything bad on the web. Despite this statement, I do not agree with bloggers posting anything bad (racism, defamotory, “flamming” etc.) My view is that the government should take a different approach like counselling etc.
Currently addicted to Jesse McCartney's Best Day of my Life. My favourite part of the song? Hmmm...
So easy meh? For 13 years of my life I still haven't met any girl who gave me the love at first sight feeling.
Just another girl
Who took my breath away
So easy meh? For 13 years of my life I still haven't met any girl who gave me the love at first sight feeling.
今日是儿童节！也是我在“大肥笑“里共有华文内容的一个 帖子, 所以请大家多多执教，如过看到什么错字请指出来 =）谢谢。虽然这整个 帖子 不会用华文来写，但我就是要至少一段的华文内容。你现在读的一段就是那一段吧。哈哈。其实呢我是刚刚从 microsoft.com download 了一个新的软件- 那就是 "华文拼音 IME 3.0"，只从我这部电脑 crashed 后，再 reformat 的过程中失去了这个软件，所以不能再个别 microsoft office 的 program 打华文字幕。现在就可以了！我也发现到我不能用这个 "华文拼音 IME 3.0" 在 mozilla firefox， 现在的我是在 internet explorer 打这份帖子的 =（。好了！受不了了！
English only readers, sorry, I shall translate what is above there =)
Today is Children's Day! Also my first entry in Big Fat Smiles with Chinese content in it, so please help, should you see any wrong words please report them to me =) Thanks. Akthough this entry will not be completely Chinese (which is utterly impossible) I shall at least have one paragraph dedicated to Chinese- which is the one you are reading now. Haha. Actually I just downloaded a new file- the Chinese (Simplified) Pinyin IME 3.0. After my computer was crashed and reformatted, this file was lost and I could not type Chinese characters in any Microsoft Office programs. Now I can though! But I realised I can't use the Chinese Simplified blah blah on mozilla firefox, I am now using Internet Explorer to type the entry. Okay! I can't take it anymore! Sounds super cliche right? The paragraph above? Which is also why when you read China-made products, the words at the back or whatever always sounds too formal or whatever shit. I think it's just the way English sounds like when it's translated from Chinese.
Back to the main point of today's entry : 儿童节 which means Children's Day in English. Sigh. I'm 13 now and can no longer have this liberty of celebrating Children's Day. Sure sure, we have a youth day blah blah blah- but don't "Children" have them too? After all, they are, too, youths. Sure sure, Secondary school life is like a million times better than primary school life, but I still feel that damned earning of celebrating children's day. Watching Children's Day cartoons on Channel 8 and all that crap.
I still remember my last Children's Day. Not very unique whatsoever but still memorable. I spent it at Guofeng's house playing RuneScape. He helped me blah blah blah. That was what happened on Childrens Day itself. But something more memorable happened on the EVE. To read the original entry (which will teleport you to my compilation of my old blogs- My Recollections) click here. It's the first entry of this September Archives page.
Don't wish to have a spoiler on BFS, so go there yourself and check it out. I edited it already, so it's not like the other My Recollection entries that have terrible sms language spelling, horrible grammar and disgusting IM language (not that IM language is disgusting but it is if you conbine it with the word BLOG). So rest your mind at ease and yup, teleport yourself.
Don't expect to see a special entry on Children's Day (the event) ON Children's Day (the day itself) in the years to come because I would have got over not being able to celebrate it BY THEN.
Cheers to Children out there! Kudos to Children's Day!
English only readers, sorry, I shall translate what is above there =)
Today is Children's Day! Also my first entry in Big Fat Smiles with Chinese content in it, so please help, should you see any wrong words please report them to me =) Thanks. Akthough this entry will not be completely Chinese (which is utterly impossible) I shall at least have one paragraph dedicated to Chinese- which is the one you are reading now. Haha. Actually I just downloaded a new file- the Chinese (Simplified) Pinyin IME 3.0. After my computer was crashed and reformatted, this file was lost and I could not type Chinese characters in any Microsoft Office programs. Now I can though! But I realised I can't use the Chinese Simplified blah blah on mozilla firefox, I am now using Internet Explorer to type the entry. Okay! I can't take it anymore! Sounds super cliche right? The paragraph above? Which is also why when you read China-made products, the words at the back or whatever always sounds too formal or whatever shit. I think it's just the way English sounds like when it's translated from Chinese.
Back to the main point of today's entry : 儿童节 which means Children's Day in English. Sigh. I'm 13 now and can no longer have this liberty of celebrating Children's Day. Sure sure, we have a youth day blah blah blah- but don't "Children" have them too? After all, they are, too, youths. Sure sure, Secondary school life is like a million times better than primary school life, but I still feel that damned earning of celebrating children's day. Watching Children's Day cartoons on Channel 8 and all that crap.
I still remember my last Children's Day. Not very unique whatsoever but still memorable. I spent it at Guofeng's house playing RuneScape. He helped me blah blah blah. That was what happened on Childrens Day itself. But something more memorable happened on the EVE. To read the original entry (which will teleport you to my compilation of my old blogs- My Recollections) click here. It's the first entry of this September Archives page.
Don't wish to have a spoiler on BFS, so go there yourself and check it out. I edited it already, so it's not like the other My Recollection entries that have terrible sms language spelling, horrible grammar and disgusting IM language (not that IM language is disgusting but it is if you conbine it with the word BLOG). So rest your mind at ease and yup, teleport yourself.
Don't expect to see a special entry on Children's Day (the event) ON Children's Day (the day itself) in the years to come because I would have got over not being able to celebrate it BY THEN.
Cheers to Children out there! Kudos to Children's Day!
Yesterday I received truely pathetic hits. I don't know if it's a taboo for bloggers to talk about hits now but here am I talking about mine. Sometimes I wonder why my hits are so weird. It's like when I didn't update for a day, the number of hits drop weirdly. I wonder if my blogders have super telepathy with me or something- this I'm scared of. Haha. So BFS Blogders, please CONTINUE to come (everyday, I need support, lol) and I will visit your blogs too =)
Today was a super embarassing day for me. I slept on the bus and didn't wake up- until the bus driver woke me up that is. I went all the way to Bishan Interchange! Aiyoh, I was paiseh, malu, kan ka or whatever word you can find. Then when I walked down to the first floor (it was a double story bus) the another bus driver asked me "You went robbing a house yesterday is it?" Wah lau. I tell you I could really die. And worst of all I was sleeping on the second floor- I don't know how many damned people saw me.
The exams are now just 10 days away. To tell you the truth- I'm not really that prepared to go onto this brutal battlefield. Based on statements received from Bala, PANG blah blah blah, the SAs won't be an easy peasy kind of thing. Although I'm not exactlly jittery, and although I am not exactlly without confidence, I still feel that tiny little butterfly in my stomach. It must have had intercourse with one of my body organs because I couldn't have got another butterfly but that one seems to be reproducing. Soon, there will be so much butterflies I will be able to fly. I'm sick aren't I?
Art lesson today. I wish to thank Wendy (aka Ms Yap) for buying a strainer and some new mopping stuff for the art room. Regardless of whether she paid for them (though i think she didn't) she still took time to walk down the neighbourhood mama shop or NTUC or anything to buy them. She must have loooked like a housewife carrying those housewife stuff poor her =( Haha. But among what she bought I think I like the strainer best. I tell you, squeezing water out of a CASTING ROOM mop is the most disgusting thing on earth besides eating shit or touching shit. Actually not larh, there's still eating escarots, horse sashimi, worm chocolate, blah blah blah. But the point is that squeezing water out of a casting room mop is disgusting. Why? Let you Big Fat Smiler (or if in Flickr Big Fat Smilr) explain:
First incosiderate idiots enjoy throwing clay around (although this case as largely decreased due to fierce scoldings from HY (notice I use nicknames, initials or last names for my Victorian teachers? I try not to Mister, Miss, Misers (Misers?) or Madam them) the damned casting room, so the damned clay gets stuck to the floor. Also, due to carelessness, clay might also fall onto the floor. Thus when mopping clay dissolves and mixes with the water in the mop to form a suspension.
Then when mopping for the second time, the trail of the mop can be seen because water is not clean anymore- it is a suspension with clay. Thus comes the horrifying thing. Squeezing it with YOUR BARE HANDS. I don't know why it's gross but it is. Home mops are okay because your home floor is clean. Casting room floors are totally clayed. I shall find a day after the SAs to go and mop the casting room myself so no one steps over the mop area making me mop where he stepped again.
This is quite a long entry- too long for some's taste actually. So I shall stop here. FYI, the number of words before this paragraph is 622. Wow.
P/s Last day of September! I shall get a new month of my Archives area tomorrow if I update!
Today was a super embarassing day for me. I slept on the bus and didn't wake up- until the bus driver woke me up that is. I went all the way to Bishan Interchange! Aiyoh, I was paiseh, malu, kan ka or whatever word you can find. Then when I walked down to the first floor (it was a double story bus) the another bus driver asked me "You went robbing a house yesterday is it?" Wah lau. I tell you I could really die. And worst of all I was sleeping on the second floor- I don't know how many damned people saw me.
The exams are now just 10 days away. To tell you the truth- I'm not really that prepared to go onto this brutal battlefield. Based on statements received from Bala, PANG blah blah blah, the SAs won't be an easy peasy kind of thing. Although I'm not exactlly jittery, and although I am not exactlly without confidence, I still feel that tiny little butterfly in my stomach. It must have had intercourse with one of my body organs because I couldn't have got another butterfly but that one seems to be reproducing. Soon, there will be so much butterflies I will be able to fly. I'm sick aren't I?
Art lesson today. I wish to thank Wendy (aka Ms Yap) for buying a strainer and some new mopping stuff for the art room. Regardless of whether she paid for them (though i think she didn't) she still took time to walk down the neighbourhood mama shop or NTUC or anything to buy them. She must have loooked like a housewife carrying those housewife stuff poor her =( Haha. But among what she bought I think I like the strainer best. I tell you, squeezing water out of a CASTING ROOM mop is the most disgusting thing on earth besides eating shit or touching shit. Actually not larh, there's still eating escarots, horse sashimi, worm chocolate, blah blah blah. But the point is that squeezing water out of a casting room mop is disgusting. Why? Let you Big Fat Smiler (or if in Flickr Big Fat Smilr) explain:
First incosiderate idiots enjoy throwing clay around (although this case as largely decreased due to fierce scoldings from HY (notice I use nicknames, initials or last names for my Victorian teachers? I try not to Mister, Miss, Misers (Misers?) or Madam them) the damned casting room, so the damned clay gets stuck to the floor. Also, due to carelessness, clay might also fall onto the floor. Thus when mopping clay dissolves and mixes with the water in the mop to form a suspension.
Then when mopping for the second time, the trail of the mop can be seen because water is not clean anymore- it is a suspension with clay. Thus comes the horrifying thing. Squeezing it with YOUR BARE HANDS. I don't know why it's gross but it is. Home mops are okay because your home floor is clean. Casting room floors are totally clayed. I shall find a day after the SAs to go and mop the casting room myself so no one steps over the mop area making me mop where he stepped again.
This is quite a long entry- too long for some's taste actually. So I shall stop here. FYI, the number of words before this paragraph is 622. Wow.
P/s Last day of September! I shall get a new month of my Archives area tomorrow if I update!
