Filed under: daily, rambling, random | Tags: boys, funny, guitar, movie, random, school, tired
yakshemash. my name is bao cheng. my hobbies are dance like bboy and shop with my eyes. haha ok i’ll stop laming. as you can tell i’ve been watching some borat (on youtube, which is practically my homepage; but more on that another time) – he’s a really funny bugger. haha did you know that the expression of surprise “wawawewa” (that pam so oftenly uses, although the joke is lost on her) comes from his movie. anyway i think that there are many similiarities between borat and a typical acs boy. for example, they both crack jew jokes, they are both dirty-minded, both like to wrestle randomly, both like to disco dance and play pingpong etc. etc. weeeeell actually after comparison that’s not very similiar. but what do i know i’m just a china girl zzzzzz. anyway i should totally make my own version of borat and film a movie with the name of the title of this post. vary naice. i think it will sell millions butttttttttt i think my mother will probably disown me for sullying the namesakes of the great motherland.
school’s been not so intense recently, probably because i’m missing so many lessons because of… guitarrrr! (say that like in i believe in a thing called love) i swear i don’t understand anything/cannot absorb anything in class anymore because i just don’t understand ANYTHING the teacher(s) is saying!!! it’s like her mouth will be moving and she speaking in english but when it enters my head it all sounds like greek or martian or something. like cannot register one.
hopefully i’ll stop slacking soon and revise during the weekend. anyway speaking of slacking the chinese a2 ib exams are in 2 bleddy weeks! ahhhhh!! and i think we’re going through the prelim papers this week but because of syf practice i’ve been missing chinese a lot so i’m not sure!! omg siewmoy is SO gonna kill me. and omgomgomg my EE!!! (what ee, you mean that thing she returned me 2 months ago??) i just remembered it. wawawewa. okay here i go rambling on again.
anyway the point of this post is to talk about guitar syf(even thought the title and everything doesn’t seem like it). it’s pretty intense recently; my fingers hurt a lot, and i think gwh might be a little wishful thinking for us. not to curse our syf or anything but i really hope that one-week-chiong-everything ac spirit will help us this time. but it’s okay. at least we have the sexy bass solo for subaru to make things better. haha we blue ocean man, no other school will have a sexy harmonic solo on bass guitar. but shhhh you didn’t hear that from me! ;) and a little bird just told me there’s practice until 8pm tomorrow!! wth man, that’s so not cool. i’m starting to tire of the syf pieces… kinda. oh yeah and we got the syf costume today. let’s just say that my dreams of performing a musical intrument on stage in a floor length black toga gown with rose embellishments and a mermaid train are dashed. and that the girls totally blend in cos the suit makes us look like butches. no seriously we are wearing a bleddy suit, like those weather reportmen!! :( :( :(
sigh. wishful thinking indeed. bc you gotta get your head out there man, it’s like, a totally bottomless endless pit if you’re to fall into that well again. it’ll sap all the energy out of your brain and wring your concentration dry. sid and nancy my foot.
Filed under: awesomeness, daily, memories, photo-entry, random | Tags: boys, food, friends, fun, guitar, random, school
haha this year’s vday falls on a saturday, so today was the unofficial well-wishing day. i’m so stuffed from all the chocolate/sweets/brownies/cookies/truffles man, and i don’t think i’ll eat any chocolate for a whole month! heehee .12 is the best, guess what the girls got for our vday presents:
(the balloon flower is from astro) a personalised shirt from all the guys in class! haha you can see the lipstick kisses aroud the heart! i can’t believe they actually sacrificed their ego to put on lipstick to kiss a shirt, no less. they’re so sweet my gosh.
really, today was such a fun/great day! even chinese lesson was more interesting than usual. and i didn’t fall asleep, cos usually on friday’s it’s zhang so it’s just commentary analysis, but today we got our 3rd essay back and i improved by a lot. i suddenly have this urge to work hard for a2 yeah? despite all these hard feelings i sometimes get. yup, time to prove to myself that i can do it.
hmm then i took a long bus ride home and planned part of the guitar camp games. haha me and pam are gonna make it damn awesome i swear (but her initial ideas were pretty sadistic, lol).
hmm and i found this random thing while researching for tok op (really!):
if i had kirby, yoshi AND pikachu in my bento, i woundn’t even want to eat it. i’d just wanna stare at it all day and admire this work of art. but is it even edible?? this woman has damn a lot of free time to make lunch la. but this seriously just made my day; a nintendo bento. or maybe i am just easily entertained haha.
oh my gosh i sound like a kid; no where sounding like an 18 year old, despite being this close to graduating from high school. talking about pikachu bentos sumore, lol!
p.s. today i saw something interesting; it made me smirk, but i know i shouldn’t. cuz i think it’s like a way of looking down on them, which goes against me being non-judgemental (i try). so i guess he is quite the chick magnet (never really thought of it that way though)! aaaand i think i know why. it’s kinda sad that i pick up on all of this itty-bitty stuff from people. girls, you must learnt to share. still, not saying anything (though i doubt you guys know what i’m rambling on about anyway).
p.p.s. happy early vday people! <3 (another disjointed post, whoops)
it’s funny how a tiny thing can make you remember something you’d rather forget. or wish for someone who has left. i wonder if i actually listened to my heart instead of my brain more, would things have changed? if cowardliness is just an excuse for not taking risks, then i’d better off be an unfeeling, unthinking entity. sighhh where’s courage when you need(ed) it. sometimes i think keeping everything inside will be better than letting it all out and getting into awkward situations, but then what’s the point in hoping for something to happen in the past when it has already happened.
you’re gone, but i still miss you
:(
it’s simple, but really poignant and it tugs at your heartstrings.
When you’re dreaming with a broken heart
The waking up is the hardest part
You roll outta bed and down on your knees
And for the moment you can hardly breathe
Wondering was she really here?
Is she standing in my room?
No she’s not, ’cause she’s gone, gone, gone, gone, gone….
When you’re dreaming with a broken heart
The giving up is the hardest part
She takes you in with her crying eyes
Then all at once you have to say goodbye
Wondering could you stay my love?
Will you wake up by my side?
No she can’t, ’cause she’s gone, gone, gone, gone, gone….
Now do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hands
Do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hands?
Do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hands?
Do I have to fall asleep with roses in my , roses in my hands?
Would you get them if i did?
No you won’t, ’cause you’re gone, gone, gone, gone, gone….
When you’re dreaming with a broken heart
The waking up is the hardest part
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i feel so empty inside and i know the reason. it’s just too bad it’s just a bad excuse. and i can only dream and forget, and he’ll be gone all too soon.
finally! liberation today. i haven’t shopped so much in ages and ages. not to mention shopped and walked around until i felt like my back was breaking. i think i’m turning into an old lady; seriously if i stand or sit too long my lower back will start hurting. ack and i have to secretly use my grandma’s massage chair to aleviate my back pains.
well but the shopping trip today was quite fruitful!! i found a lot of nice stuff. and people watching at the window of the food court!! yayness. sigh can’t stand how caucasian people have such fab hair and complexions. and the whole cheekopeh business :( i am not a DOM!!
anyway after that i had dinner at plaza sing’s kfc with ham and nigel. bad move. i forgot that i can’t take overly fried chicken (or overly fried anything). so now i have indigestion. darnnnn. well other that that dinner was quite ________. for the lack of description. someone kept trying to rub a non-existant coffee stain off my arm, it was soooo…. *grumbles about birthmarks*. and i found out about some things i shouldn’t know, like some misunderstandings. both of them were so mean to me. hmph. haha, actually it was quite fun la, except for the constant suanning and the fat guy rubbish. seriously. now i realise how close the fake name resembles the actual one… dangerous. :S
i am so tired… but i got addicted to another drama serial again. and not to mention to the princess diaries series. i downloaded a whole load of meg cabot’s novels. my english teachers used to confiscate any princess diaries book if they saw anyone reading because they call it “trash”, but hey, i call it entertainment. i find the way mia writes to be very funny and because she’s such a drama-mama and overly-sensitive to everything. and anyway, isn’t the point of chick lit being bimbotic and brainless? there’s no harm in that, seeing as i won’t be using my brain any time soon, haha.
