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hmm guys i bought a new bag. it’s from jansport and it’s in this gorgeous shade of dark pink, with very winter-like diamond patterns. can’t explain well but i love it! when i was deliberating whether to buy it or not, i called pam and she was like “just buy la, if not you surely won’t be able to sleep at night” but i didn’t heed her advice and i ended up really thinking about the silly bag at night, so i went back to get it after visiting the shop for another time. viola! new backpack :) to motivate my studies. (haha as if)
anw check this out people:
it’s so kooky :D except for the screeching at the last part, it’s pretty much perfect. prolly my fav song by the cribs, it’s so sweet. hmm currently lacking the first album, which this song is on.
and franz ferdinand’s no you girls is such a catchy song. it’s stuck in my head now. haha. go check out the music video, it’s pretty funny. it’s like the band is playing their song and then there’s this whole bunch of women dressed like lady gaga (i.e. leotards, no pants, weirdly-shaped hats and asymmetrical hemlines) goofing around them then the guys are just ignoring them while playing the song. awesome stuff. maybe i’ll post it next time!
btw i know you won’t read this but thank you! for sending me all the cribs’ stuff i mean. i spent so long trying to find but to no avail. and it’s such a coincidence too! (uh transformers? haha) i’m such a happy girl now. :D thankyouthankyou hehe.
kay guys, back to mugging. i have to understand physics concepts and memorise all the definitions… all 50 pages of them… by today, cos tomorrow’s reserved for chem -____-
BLAH it’s ALWAYS right before the exams that i suddenly understand physics. it’s so strange. it’s like suddenly i can do the questions. well, maybe because tchiew only started to teach seriously this year. plus he teaches too fast!!!! he zooms by and all the guys in class are like ‘ohhh i understand’ after he explains it only one time and i’m there like “uhh can you please repeat” and everybody laughs at my slowness. :( if only he taught more that last year instead of kidding around all the time, then maybe i wouldn’t have been so confused in year 5.
grr stupid de broglie. stupid albedo. stupid kay queue queue over arrrh. stupid quantum/newtonian laws. sigh. physics. bane of my existence (after econs and english paper 2, in that order).
but at least i have nice music to keep me company :)
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friday
so basically kwong, ham, guang, tina, celest, cheryl, pam and i went to iluma@bugis for the up-3d movie! it was my first time watching a 3d movie and i gotta say it was pretty good! there was a remarkable difference between the normal cinematic quality of the movie and the 3-literally-d effects of the special glasses! the movie was great and tear-inducing. i loved dug! the talking golden retriever :D the only down side was that i had to wear the 3d glasses in addition to my normal ones so they kept slipping cuz my nose isn’t straight enough -_- and also the fact that the tickets are double the price of normal ones!! yikes.
then later celest and cheryl left, and we had an early dinner at this one for one japanese place. walked around bugis and ham, tina and i went shopping for teachers’ day prezzies. i met lynette wong!!!! omg i haven’t seen her in a year. she said i looked angmoh-ized. haha, i guess that’s relative to my cheena appearance in nanyang.
today
haha aces day plus teachers’ day celebs. the y5’s are really champion, wrt to the morning dance! guang said they copied the ndp pole dancers’ moves, especially the one where they look like they’re summoning spirits a la woodstock hippie dancing. hahaha damn funny. pam caught shobun and evans doing a couple dance!!! the celebs were really cute too. loved the part where the senior admin went on stage to sing mamamia, accompanied by matching pictures on ppt slides. omg the one where they sung “”the money from charity cafe…” and they flashed this picture of ft holding up $50 bills…. priceless! i think i almost slid onto the floor laughing.
then later we went to dover market to eat chicken rice. haha it was brilliant cos there were no seats anywhere and all the void decks(i.e. the chairs and tables) were occupied by sleeping hobos so we couldn’t go there. thus we were forced to eat at the park. unfortunately some bengs were faster than us so the last possible stone table at the park was snapped up, so resigned, we settled down at the fitness corner (with bugs and sand and all) to eat and chitchat. but the atmosphere was quite nice la. except for the weather because it was darn hot though, not to mention humid. hmm the chicken rice was nice. i mean i don’t really have high expectations for chicken rice – as long as the rice is fragrant and the chicken is tender (meaning it doesn’t taste super dry nor have the texture of cardboard), it’s good. then bus-ed back home with ruthi, pam and guang.
then at the busstop ruthi told me this disturbing story about traveling in thailand. apparently this couple went on holiday in thailand. so one day, they went to this shopping place, and the wife took some clothes to try on in the dressing room, while the husband waited outside the room. but after a reeeeeally long time she didn’t reappear so the husband sensed something amiss, and he opened the door to the dressing room.
BUT… she was gone. the dressing room was empty!
stricken, the husband had nothing to do but to return to singapore the next day because of the plane ticket. he returned to thailand a while later, trying to locate her. he asked around all the places that they had travelled to, including the busstops and whatnot. in the end, he asked around the place where she dissappeared, and one of the people there (shopkeeper?) told him that… the dressing room actually had a trap door underneath, meaning his wife had fallen through while changing outfits the other day and that she had been kidnapped and sold to a freak show!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
at this moment in the story i was damn WTF because it didn’t make sense, like why didn’t the husband just go to the singapore embassy and report it to the police then, or like why would a freakshow want to buy a normal human being to put in their acts because that just doesn’t make sense.
then ruthi said in that matter-of-fact tone of hers, “oh, that’s because they chopped off her arms and legs and put her torso into a vase for the show”
….*stunned silence*
ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwww. omg i am getting goosebumps just rewriting it. it feels as if this was something out of twilight zone….. that’s really sick. now i’m gonna be super paranoid when i go on vacation to thailand. :( moral of the story: don’t go into the changing rooms of shady places
anyway at macrithie i had the pleasure of waiting for 852 for 45 whole bloody minutes because the uncle of the first bus deemed me too insignificant to stop for. fucking smrt 852 buses. 6 fucking years i have been taking your fucking buses and the service is still the same-incorrigible! GRRRR
anw sorry to guang and pam who waited for me. :D shanks guys. oh yeah and we were talking about some unhappy matters wrt the ****. well, what to do. we came to the conclusion that maybe it’s for the best la. not everyone can be friends forever. not to mention friends forever with someone who can’t compromise for the sake of the others.
i reached home and i was sooooooooooooo tired. like literally to the point of collapse. but yet i still cleaned my room, dusted my bed and swept the floor and read the papers. i champion :D then i slept… for like 6 hours. then i woke up and had dinner… and then me and bj were folding paper origami. haha damn random. like during my nap i had a dream about folding origami, like i was searching the internet trying to find out how to fold pikachu origami. damn random. i think it’s cuz i keep folding paper hearts for the teachers’ day presents, so now i’m like subconsciously thinking about it too. anyway bj’s quite pro for a 14 year old guy. i mean he’s patient enough to sit there and fold paper dinosaurs with me. hehe. then my mom randomly burst in and said paper craft is like for dead people and she told us to burn some origami for gramps the next time we burn papers for him. lol but i don’t think dinosaurs are very practical in the netherworld. should burn him an ipod. then he can listen to kenny g, which was like his fave when he was alive. ahhh i wonder how he is now.
zzz k just finished my testimonial. gonna bathe now. ciao homies. haha this was SUCH a long post
end of report
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my weekend was full of spending quality time with my bed, pigging out on cornetto royales, fervently praying that i’ll get a maya angelou extract for ioc (serious!), trying to figure out the gender ambiguity and undertones of the male-actor-dressed-as-a-female-dressed-as-a-man Viola-or-hould-i-say-Cesario in 12th night, enjoying a peaceful night in my hovel- i mean, room while the storm and tempest still outside, apologia pro eating seconds of stir-fried ricecake for dinner, while still having time to catch a tv movie. namely HOT FUZZ!
two words: it. was. epic! probably ranks up there in the list of most ridiculous movies that i’ve ever seen (but still love). somehow brit comedies are so much funnier than american ones. can’t remember the last time i’ve properly laughed (like clutching stomach, tears streaming down face laughed) at an american film. which reminds me, i caught a certain the animal on channel 5 on saturday. it was just… ew. surprisingly dad and bj were in fits over it, but i quickly switched the channel when they went off grocery shopping. i would use “disgusting” and “utterly revolting” to describe it but… well i don’t want to be sued, do i? :)
anw ioc in three days. i really hope i get caged bird!! i really love that book. yes so what if its black-mama-korean-drama, but at least it features female empowerment and not to mention it’s very inspirational! and colour purple too. at least they don’t portray women in a derogatory light, like miss julie (who’s a skank) or hedda gabler (she’s nuts) or medea (cold-blooded child-murderer). who else… mayber lear’s favourite daughters, regan (president with same name was assassinated) or goneril (named after an std… yikes). okay fine, those two i kid. :P
(if you’re male just skip the last bit, sorry. it’s nothing much, really)
i’d like to think that i’m a pretty laid-back girl who’ll take things in her stride when unpleasant things appear, but when i get really really angry (which i haven’t been for a pretty long time), i kinda scare myself. i guess the bottled up anger needs to go somewhere after all. but this’ve got me thinking… why do people always say “don’t get so worked up” or “don’t be angry” like it’s a bad thing? i mean, there are many reasons why anger is a positive emotion.
for example you get angry because you’re passionate about something. you get angry because you want to stand up for yourself and also because you aren’t a pushover. you get angry because you want to defend your beliefs and your rights. and most important of all, you get angry because you care, especially if you’re angry at somebody for doing something foolish or acting like they don’t know any better.
also i don’t believe in holding back on anger for the sake of diplomacy cos i think you shouldn’t hold back for propriety’s sake, or just because you’re afraid you might offend somebody. you obviously wouldn’t say something blatantly derogotary (which in that case becomes a low-down insult, and that’s despicable) or untrue for the sake of hurting somebody’s feelings, but some anger is needed to get things on the right track. furthermore bottling up the tiny bits of annoyance and dissatisfaction will one day become a show of oscar-worthy drama when you snap and explode in someone’s face. that wouldn’t do, wouldn’t it! so we should all relieve the load on our chest once in a while and make our opinions clear.
however, wrath, one of the seven cardinal sins in the Christian faith, is probably the emotion that causes the most destruction in any life that it manifests in. It often appears in forms of abuse afflicted on others, whether verbal, physical or otherwise. technically, i wouldn’t call it a sin because i personally don’t believe that pride, sloth etc. are bad things. sure, they’re evil if you take them to the extreme but they’re just a normal part of life when experienced in moderation. you might go on a holy journey a la Siddhartha and be enlightened and purged of all sin, but then again, when you’re at that point in life you’re just not human anymore. those 7 things make us more human because if you aren’t human you can’t feel emotion, so i guess in a way my anger make me appreciate the fact that i’m alive even more. i guess if i were a ghost, a dead woman or some ephemeral being i wouldn’t be able to feel at all, let alone be angry!
the point is: it’s okay to be angry but not okay to be overly angry at small things. as much as we might get irritated at the small things people do, especially friends, but we should keep that kind of petty anger in check lest we lose friends due to our egos (cos ultimately being angry is all about the ego and being in control). as much as we might get all self-righteous and use anger as an excuse for some higher cause, the bottom line is that too much of one thing, expecially something as destructive as anger, is never good for anybody.
and as to why i’m so preachy all of a sudden, it’s because i found this unfinished draft sitting in my wp so i decided i should just finish it lol.
