OMG!
Salon agrees with me. And you know that if they do, I'm probably right. Hah to a certain someone.
Am watching Bowfinger on TV again, afer having watched it at a friend's house months ago. Boring old satire of movies and their cast.
The New Year starts in 45 minutes' time. What has changed?
I have the movie. In jap without subtitles.
Anyway shall blog about my day after happy mee~. Afraid its not very nice to disclose things in detail.
Went to watch a movie after lunch, actually, only had two meals the whole day. Watched Gangs in New York, but couldn't make head or tail of what it was trying to say. The intro sequence had all the smackings of bad C.G. They were fighting with axes and daggers, yet slashes didn't bring blood until almost the end of the battle, and the snowy ground was made uniformly pink, without big splashes of blood. I expected bits of flesh being cut off, heads loped off, those kind of things. Sorely dissapointed. Later bits had problems with settings and language consistency. DiCaprio didn't sound Irish at all! And all the intermixing of modern english and olde english grated on the ears. Certain scenes had too many nipples. And the ending was so anticlimax. And we didn't know what was actually happening. Its an Art flick, gone mass market and feel good, and altogether unsatisfying. The only thing wonderful about it is the set, and the wonderful one liners. Actually, its probably a movie of one liners. All awe inspiring, but placed too close together such that they seem funny, ironical, contrived. I don't even know why they're promoting the film. Of course, its probably because I wasn't concentrating on the film. Had other more pressing matters on my mind (and on my hands).
More later.
I have Evangelion. Mike has Escaflowne, but I need my own copy to pass on to Junior.
Oh, and if you're getting those Evangelion CDs, watch out for the movie. I haven't found a Japanese version yet, most are dubbed in Cantonese. Just be careful. Mine was pirated, because that's the only way to bloody get it in its original Jap dub.
Ah my CD writer doesn't work.
Don't know what's wrong.
I haven't watched Vision of Escaflowne.. but did hear that it's good. I've promised Gangwei to get him a set of Evangelion CDs... maybe you wanna borrow that after he's done with it?
I think Seng Chiew owns Escaflowne. Someone i know does.
By the way, anyone watched Vision of Escaflowne yet? Thinking of buying the VCD series, which is a pretty important decision for me considering the amount of allowance I get. Any reviews/recommendations you want to give?
OK, I took it out of boredom. What's it supposed to tell me?
Disorder | Rating
Paranoid: Low
Schizoid: Low
Schizotypal: Moderate
Antisocial: Moderate
Borderline: Low
Histrionic: Low
Narcissistic: High
Avoidant: Moderate
Dependent: Low
Obsessive-Compulsive: Low
URL of the test: http://www.4degreez.com/misc/personality_disorder_test.mv
URL for more info: http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html
I know I wouldn't be judging you by these results.
I'm not Bubbles. Bubbles is not my name.
For the name, Bubbles, is not the correct name
to address me by, because it is not my name.
If you were to address me by the name Mojo Jojo,
that would be correct, for my name is Mojo Jojo
and I will only be addressed by that name, which
is Mojo Jojo, and furthermore it is not WE who
will rule the world, it is *I*. I being Mojo Jojo,
who is not Bubbles, shall rule this world alone,
which is to say without anybody else, and without
anybody else shall I rule this world; and when this
world is ruled by only one person, not a collective
group, that one person who shall be ruling the world
will be none other than me, Mojo Jojo.
That's all just well enough because in reality there
is only room enough in this world for one Mojo Jojo.
One shall be the number of Mojo Jojos in the world,
and the number of Mojo Jojos in the world shall be one.
Two Mojo Jojos is too many and three is right out.
So the only Mojo Jojo there is room for in the world shall be me, and being the only Mojo Jojo in the world,
I will rule the world in which there is only one Mojo Jojo.
Haha wooooooo~ so happy!
Just had breakfast/lunch at this really great noodle stall somewhere in Eunos. And they serve~ HAPPY MEE! haha I don't know. Actually its mushroom minced pork mee.. but everytime I eat it, I just feel inexplicably happy.
When they were serving it, I felt a sense of Deja Vu. All's right with the world. My life's going on the right track. I think that's always what I feel when I get a sense of Deja Vu. That everything I've already seen before, nothing's out of the ordinary.
Yeah... I must gush about the happy mee. It has this really good soup stock made from dried flatfish, tender, sweet mushrooms, and nice chewy noodles (not so great today cos the boss didn't cook... was his wife). But the aroma~ and the taste!
Anybody wanna have it? They're open from 7 to 2 everyday except sunday and public holidays. Hard to go unless its the hols. or a free saturday(always packed) so today's my lucky day!
We're all human aren't we?
Does this prove anything? Do you believe it? Does it make you fearful? Do you understand?
****Dependent
Dependent personality disorder is characterized by a need to be taken care of. People with this disorder tend to cling to people and fear losing them. They may become suicidal when a break-up is imminent. They tend to let others make important decisions for them and often jump from relationship to relationship. They often remain in abusive relationships. They are overly sensitive to disapproval. They often feel helpless and depressed
Schizotypal
Many believe that schizotypal personality disorder represents mild schizophrenia. The disorder is characterized by odd forms of thinking and perceiving, and individuals with this disorder often seek isolation from others. They sometimes believe to have extra sensory ability or that unrelated events relate to them in some important way. They generally engage in eccentric behavior and have difficulty concentrating for long periods of time. Their speech is often over elaborate and difficult to follow.
Histrionic
People with histrionic personality disorder are constant attention seekers. They need to be the center of attention all the time, often interrupting others in order to dominate the conversation. They use grandiose language to discribe everyday events and seek constant praise. They may dress provacatively or exaggerate illnesses in order to gain attention. They also tend to exaggerate friendships and relationships, believing that everyone loves them. They are often manipulative
Narcissistic
Narcissistic personality disorder is characterized by self-centeredness. Like histrionic disorder, people with this disorder seek attention and praise. They exaggerate their achievements, expecting others to recongize them as being superior. They tend to be choosy about picking friends, since they believe that not just anyone is worthy of being their friend. They tend to make good first impressions, yet have difficulty maintaining long-lasting relationships. They are generally uninterested in the feelings of others and may take advantage of them.
So is this deviation a good or bad thing?
A magical day, makes the days seem longer.
A week, might be too much to bear.
Why must **** be so painful?
And ************ so hard to share.
Go look in the archives.
This place used to be a thriving community :)
What was the original blog like?
This blog gets more and more deviated from the original :)
Sec-3-soon-to-be-sec-4s, where are you?
Is anyone feeling squeamish? Do say so if you are.
A good sex partner should be able to tell you all about her body and her psyche and what she wants, and ask you what you want.
if its a decent relationship i don't mind..
but if its cos i want a loleeta,
then yeah i mind.
and then yeah, i do regret.
uh no.
to be free of all restrictions i guess. that's wat i want. that initial stage of rebelliousness.
And yeah i do regret sending that message. I have no reasons to be desiring.
You want young tender flesh to initiate you into the secrets of her body?
Get real. You want to have your cake and eat it.
I do.
Young tender flesh, unencumbered by the ways of the world. Where the world exists as just a playground for dreams. And no person, or event could tear them from it.
It is NOT only for the status! Those are just trophy gf/bfs
So what if they get attached after 3 weeks? It's more believable than Romeo and Juliet! And anyway I insist that most of the love in a relationship only develops when you're already in it.
Was about to say that I was thinking of going to take care of poor sick little kenneth. But he pissed me off so by his insensitive remark "uh... older girls are such bothers."
Hmph. Therefore I shan't bother. Hope the nymphets throttle him in his sleep.
Don't even know why he regrets so much. All happiness by that moment of folly has been wiped clean away!
If people don't care, I don't bother. Simple as that.
Sex is like rainbow toppings on top of love that is the vanilla ice-cream.......
I shall just enjoy my desserts on my own from now on
What's sex without love and what's love without sex?
Neither is satisfactory to me in the long run. But I guess I can never be satisfied.
I hope humbert humbert burns in the pits of hell. Or maybe a flu virus would do the job.
A 15 (at most) year old girl wreaking such havoc?
Most guys like tender young flesh, don't they? *shrug*
"But its such effort to think about every single word, to think about every single connotation and meaning" - that's why I always get in trouble *shrug*
Sometimes I say things I don't mean to say. In the spur of the moment, going with the flow, I say things people want to hear. Perhaps.
But its such effort to think about every single word, to think about every single connotation and meaning. That in the end, what you'd do is say what people want to hear, or not say it at all.
I suppose a lolita's not for me. I want an intellectual equal. But then again, lolita's more than an equal to poor Humbert Humbert. She's a emotionally dominant person in the relationship. Though whether its because of Humbert's mental problems, or the illictness of the relationship, is up to debate.
I want someone who will excite me perhaps, show me new worlds to think about, to explore. Including, I suppose sex. But I guess such women don't exist. I haven't been very much excited anyway...
I don't totally agree about the status thing larh. THough I've seen and known a few. Some people just like them as conversation starters. And a guarenteed introduction into the male world.
Loleeta. or lolita (which sounds shorter) is but a figment of my imagination I guess. Uh... confusion... I don't even know the kind of girl I want. Lolita's bad. She's temptation, turning people into dysfunctional things. But then again, she's guarenteed companionship, although rather demanding companionship. I don't know. Lola Lola looo leeee ttaaaa~
People like relationships for the status in JC. Witness the people who get attached after 3 weeks - barely out of Orientation.
Loleeta? Why do you want a lolita? :)
Ugh... being down with real flu, instead of my usual sniffles sucks. I can't think, I can't exercise, I can't even sit up straight without feeling dizzy. And best of all, I'm writing this without even looking at the screen... Cos I can't find my glasses.
My head hurts, throat hurts, arms are all weak. Feeling warm all over.
Haha... it really takes an illness to remind you of how transient you are.
Said something really crazy today. Wasn't thinking. Mind was somewhere between cursed half-sleep, and langurous activity. Regrets.
I suppose I'm not the sort that wants sex. Can't imagine it being a conscious thing anyway. Sigh. I just want to hide somewhere, with someone and not think. Sex is like a sidedish I guess, where love is the main course?
But then again, in a transient High School relationship, where there is an uncertain future, love perhaps shares an equal status with sex. Hmmz. So sex is probably the goal of most people in High School.
I don't know. Can I generalize that way? Of course, I guess an equal percentage would choose love.
I don't know. I just want my loleeta!
gabriel: "Your other ex-boyfriends are the only people desperate (or blind) enough to ask. No one else wants you :)"
Somebody please refute that!!!!!!!! gabriel I hate you!!!!!!!!!!
PPG? Eee I prefer MMPR!
Well all things being equal, having an 'accident' would be worse than having planned it.
Wah. Free sex? And legal too. I wonder if anyone took her up on the offer. But what if someone spent the night with her WITHOUT sexual relations? I'm sure not a few would do that. Hey, it's a perfectly decent mission of mercy to cheer someone up.
Bah. Your other ex-boyfriends are the only people desperate (or blind) enough to ask. No one else wants you :) I've much better taste.
The PPG have mouths! They do! They sing and eat and when they do that you can see the mouths!
What's wrong with smoking pot? Just don't get addicted. I'd like to try, but I'm too chicken. *cluck*
VD's a different matter though...
Kat and Thad are very happy. Their lives weren't ruined. Not exactly.
I feel rather disturbed...
very disturbed in fact.
Nigel's messaging me right now, and we're talking about his weird encounter last night.
He said that he started talking to this 16 yr old girl who went around online asking if any guy would like to spend the night with her, and that she wouldn't mind having sexual relations with him. She was that lonely. Apparently she told nigel that she was at home alone, and though she has never seen him before, and barely knows who he is she still asked him?
How dangerous it is for a 16 yr old girl!
The dear boy refused to go though, have to applaud him for suddenly being so guai and un-despo for once, but the poor girl...
Can you imagine, what if nigel didn't happen to be a mildly decent 17 yr old acjc student? What if his online persona was fake, and it were some 40 yr old humbert humbert instead?
Sigh......
And the worst thing is that after the conversation nigel said she reminded him of me.......
and for once i was inclined to agree. But I'd never have gone to such extreme measures. Would I? I can't remember anymore....I pity the girl. I could have turned up like that, but I got lucky or I got smart. Whichever. I want to help her....
But it doesn't help if nigel's only still too cooped up with his own problems and his desperate tendencies. It's rather disconcerting to have your ex boyfriends persistently coming up to you asking you to have sex with them... thank goodness gabriel was the only sane undespo one.
Or I'd think I'll go out of my head soon.
Its great that so many ppl love PPG. Hehz. I'm not a fan larh.. but I do like the style. Its very refreshing and modern compared to all the Anime copycats from Japan, or the 3D modelled shiny cartoons. And somehow, I love the absurdity.
Hehz on OGs... I'd revert to Apple, Blossom, Chandelier :)
or Jan babies, Feb babies, Mar babies.
Anyway I like the song... Very fun to sing. :)
The Powerpuff Girls are all disgusting. As my former GP teacher pointed out, they have no ears and mouths. And she's a female, so :)
The hippies smoked pot and got VD from free love. Still game?
Abortion is good because it prevents children from leading miserable lives where they were "accidents". And it stops parents' lives being ruined totally too.
Why should OGs be named in Chinese? What are the implications for non-Chinese students? Malays, Indians? Or Eurasians even? Anyhow we need something far removed from our mundane existence.l If you had your way, Downhere, what would YOU choose for your Chinese OG names? And about a spade being a spade - what names do you suggest for OGs? OG 1, OG 2 and the like?
Cinderella love song
So this is love....mmm
So this is love...
So this is what makes life. Divine...
I'm all aglow, mmm...and now I know
The key to all heaven is mine...
My heart has wings, mmm...
and I can fly...
I'll touch every star in the sky.
For this is the miracle, that I've been waiting for...
So this is love, mmm...so this is love.
POWERPUFF?!?!
Kenneth?! What got into you?! =)
Anyway, just a curiousity question. Who's your favourite powerpuff girl?
I lurve bubbles! Because some people say she's more like me...cutesy with cuddly soft toys.
Wish I could join the hippy movement in those 50s or 60s... "all you need is love...lalalalala"
I am still contemplating whether or not to join photog...
if I do, then I'd be wasting a lot of money on film....and also it would be harder to avoid (u noe what i mean)
but if I don't then I'd be cheating myself by not enjoying my JC life to the maximum and we have only a few months of freedom left before the As REALLY start looming onto us....
how? should I join?
My ACJC orientation team name was..."Mighty Mouse".
And it was a big joke because all the people in my group, including the OG leaders were all very small...but we had POWER ok! Our cheers were really loud. *grinz*
"J'meius" sounds french. The names all don't seem to complement each other. How odd. And "Che" reminds me of "Chi aka Chobits" oh dear...
Oh my gosh!!! I just realized that Legolas can be mis-pronounced as Lego- lass. *cough cough*
My favourite elf! nooooo...
Yes there's only one sex shop in s'pore gabriel... i have yet to see it. But I'm afraid if I were to even put one foot into it my reputation would be gone forever.
Kenneth has a purple "groovy chick" pencil box right? Something like that... "groovy chick" is not the only one in s'pore. We have Cool gal and disco dude too! Gabriel's not been shopping enough to know...I think delicious diva is in the grp too right?
I always thought the POO thing was rather queer though.
4th week of august meh? oops. sorry.
How could you just encourage abortion because of that! At least the kid will bring joy to his foster parents (they can't have kids of their own) and kat and thad will see him again one day. He's still a life!
I'm mildly pro-choice, but in their case I was never pro-abortion.
I never got to know the CAPers well. Did I scare them all off?
No. I think it was Asian Prince who did it.
On lovesickness [someone else] : You would just pine away... Or think yourself crazy... Can't sleep, can't eat. Dreamy, flitting in and out of consciousness... Perhaps even an obsession with sex.
[Added on]
it's the feeling of that cliched pain in your heart...but it's just a sort of ache, and that constant thought at the back of your head of someone special...every single detail, and every single memory. perhaps a feeling of vulnerability, a weakness that you'll try to mask. something you'd try very hard to forget.
The Powerpuff Girls
LOVE MAKES THE WORLD GO ROUND
Open your eyes and take in everything that you see
Look at all the colors; red, yellow, blue, and green
We can take an airplane and fly across the globe
Look down upon the colors, everyone, let's go.
Because ...
Love Love Love La - La Love, La - La - Love makes the world go round
Love Love Love La - La Love, La - La - Love makes the world go round
Open your ears and listen what the world has to say
Hear the birds and bells and you will have a brighter day
Everyone has a special song deep inside their heart
If you want, you can sing with us
It's the perfect place to start
Love Love Love
La - La Love
La - La - Love
Makes the world go round
Love Love Love
La - La Love
La - La - Love
Makes the world go round
You can't hurt me with
the things that you do,
I'll pick up dandelions and
I'll give 'em to you
Puppy dogs ...
Kitty cats ...
swimming through love
Haha I was singing this not too long ago.
So the battle plan has been drawn here too! The only sadness is that we'll (me and harry) will be doing Finale and O nite prep. how sad! Hehz.
But we have to take group shots of 5 OGs! Yay. Can think of all the interesting places. One shot maybe at someone's house, one at changi airport, one on the sick mud things, and one at holland V. harh. See how I like the RJ OGs then. :)
Acks. Then realised me and harry the only pair doing 5. Haha. And except for Minghui and Denny, the rest are all co-gendered. Hmm. : ) Feel obliged to make a comment about RJ people even in J2. Shan't then. I think in VJ we've more or less gotten rid of the problem after orientation. Or maybe just because there are an equal mix in VJ hmmz.
And looking through the group names... :) They all look so exotic! Haha... I like Yrrah! and Skyla and maybe J'meius (cos its led by Jianbang and Meiqi... interesting fusion)
Skyrla. Skyla. Scaila. 'caila
Interesting the number of hard edged words in group names, all sound great in a cheer I guess, but none particular sensitive. Yrrah!'s an extreme example I guess. J'meius rather gentle. So's Che~. dunno if it'll be pronunced soft though. Haha.. screw subtlety right?
Ugh and someone named her group Arrakyz... Ekkk how copycat. It's just like Arrakis ( can't remember where that came from, but its a fantasy land or person.)
Luckily no one mauled Leg-o-lass~.
Haha anyway dunno why RJ powers that be, like weird sounding names of western origin, or fantasical roots. Reminds me of the time when we were thinking of a name for some CDC thing, and Kenny suggested we use Hawaii words. I was thinking, saying it in English is probably very difficult for people to read already. Still want to say it in Hawaii.
Maybe we're just too far removed from society. Maybe we're so intelligent that we just CAN'T call a spade a spade, and would rather call it a spadula or something. Sad that we have to do that to amuse ourselves, Sad that we have to think that chinese is so uncool.
Anyway.. Harry you Rox!
Kinchung: We're getting a Nikon Coolpix 5700... can't wait to get my grubby paws on it. I could take as many pictures as I want. Can you imagine the freedom?
Are there sex shops in Singapore? I think there's only one right. Hmm. Is that where Kenneth wants to go for the excursion? *raises eyebrows* Hmm. Apparently thanks to the wonders of modern technology, the customs people always confront people who import sex toys, but they profess ignorance always.
Who's Ryoko Hirosue? One of them dime a dozen Jap faux sxhoolgirl types? Bah. Hmm, she has short hair. How rare. Chompy? Not really what. She's not deformed, yeh. Oddly, though guys like fleshy women, girls like to be bare-boned. Something to chew on.
You think I'm damn free ah? Hmmph. I don't get to sleep at home everyday!
I don't understand girls' obsessions about a lot of things. Mechwarrior's fun, I suppose, because you get to blast your friends up. Like other first person shooters. I don't like it, though. Likewise with Magic. Disgusting chick stationery for example. You may know it better as "Groovy Chick". She's actually disgusting chick because I saw this girl in 3A01A with a "Groovy Chick" pencil case with her shorts down and a brown lump near her. The word "POO" is printed in a cutesy font there. Now, girls' sense of cuteness is inexplicable, but a piece of shit being cute? PLEASE. Anyhow here in London she has 2 friends - Cool Gal and Disco Dude. Or something like that.
*cough* My birthday is in the 4th week of August.
I told you they couldn't take care of their pretentiously-named kid. That's why I encourage abortion in many instances.
Kenneth - get a digital camera. Problem solved. The shifting zeitgeist is apparent - now most people I've seen using cameras in London are using digital cameras.
Where're all the CAPers? I thought this was originally a CAPer blog. Now the hangers-on have taken over :) All the Raffles Guys have run away. So sad.
Hrmm...
replying here to some other blog I've read recently.
Oh yeah...
I was thinking of spring dishes.
winter dishes tend to have more beef to keep you warm.
hrmm...
I've never been into the sex shops, though I've seen people walking in. :) Maybe I should one day.
Read somewhere that threesomes were every guy's fantasy. Not mine though. I just want my Ryoko Hirosue!
She's chompy!
I don't see where the candycane came from??? Where's the link?
Had a wonderful 10 course jap teppanyaki dinner with family and yechao on christmas eve ;) it was the really expensive pan pacific kind. Heehee....too bad you couldn't join us. Aw...Also they served seafood and beef, which would have killed you by making you scratch yourself silly. Aw....
Don't know anyone that free....maybe gabriel when he comes back from london?
Can't believe I actually found time to go watch LOTR a second time...still as good as ever, with legolas's silly macho stunts of skateboarding down steps and flipping onto white horses.......=P Actually managed to sneak into the theatre with yechao without paying a single cent. Took his friends' afternoon show tickets (that weren't ripped) and folded them in a way that the time can't be seen, and then got right through, very smoothly. Heehee.
I don't understand guys' obssession about mechwarrior.....those great ugly lumps of metal clunking around the screen...............could someone please explain?
Glad that you remember my birthday! I remember very few...can remember yours because it's the opposite of mine, but that's about it. Know that gabriel's somewhere in the second week of august, and yechao's is on the 2nd May. oops. that's about it, other than family members. I suck at remembering things...
I wanna learn elvish too!!! It sounds so romantic and refined...like perfected french or something...*wistful sigh* I want to be an elf...do I look like an elf?...someone teach me elvish.
Little Francesco had to return to Singapore because they didn't have the means to take care of him......sigh. Sad.........
He doesn't indulge in threesomes lah! Just thinks about it and discusses it jokingly with his wife. I think.
Singapore's very hypocritical abt such stuff meh? We have a sex toy shop here........
Hmmmf,
I don't want a candycane girlfriend!
I want a nice 10 course japanese dinner! The really expensive 200+ dollar Pan Pacific kind...
haha
asking too much again.
I wanna be surprised by every dish! Every unexpected mouthful of pure flavour and texture!
Oh yeah...
anyone really free?
Can come over and help me scan pictures!
: )
While I do my hwork or something.
Argh... I'm interested in the Mechwarrior: Dark Ages game... never played a miniatures game before... But then it hit me that I have still like 3 or 4 rolls worth of pictures to scan and mull over, and homework yet uncompleted, and people to go out with, and things to do. *Shrieks!*
haha how unmasculine.
Anyway my ma just got me a really interesting wallet for my Bday. People planning to get me a present, pls cross out wallet.
Hmmz I think there's something wrong with my CD drives, or maybe a codec somewhere. I can't play audio CDs properly. Thought it was one of those CD Protection things, but the CDs play fine on my Mac. Anyway, promised Gangwei to burn him a copy of EVA for his bday. Isn't it nice when all your best friends have such rememberable birthdays? :)
BTW, Gangwei's bday's on the 5th of Jan, mine's on the 3rd of Jan, Arielly's on the 1st of Mar, Yanying's on the 9th of Aug, Clarence's is the 28th of Jan. Maner's somewhere close too. I kinda forgot. :) I'll go check it out! Its really amazing I can remember so many off the top of my head.
Hummm....
Trying to learn elvish. Screw chemistry.
Why does Thaddeus' child have to return here? So bad. Are you sure he indulges in threesomes? Thought he's very religious.
Bah Singapore is more hypoccritical about this sorta stuff than Alabama.
Hmm...
I wonder if people went into the medical profession because of that...
explains the number of guys wanting to become gynaes in Med Fac. Although with the advent of technology, there's one less interesting procedure to do.
Hrm... the articles are very interesting kenneth...I wonder where you found them?
I was reading rather amusedly and failed to realize that my mom was just standing a couple of steps away from me....my parents being really pruddish sometimes would have killed me if they knew, so by a nanosecond's chance, I managed to close the page. Woe is me if I didn't manage to...
and then it'll all be your fault again =P
hahaha!!! =)
yup. and they're rather happily married too...sigh.
But that guy had to escape from NS and now is barred from returning to singapore all because of the kid and the wife. And now the kid can't even stay with them, got to come back to singapore to live with foster parents.
So it's not all a bed of roses....
wonder if you'd even be able to survive in such a situation.
Plus, he's gotta work part-time and study at the same time.
No, doubt you'd be able to survive in such a situation...
For your interest, while we're on the topic.
Salon's article
Uh I didn't get it until I read... 15 yr old WIFE????
what~!
The guy's my hero! :)
Ah yes. Thaddeus and his wife are really opened minded too.
For example:
1) What's wrong with flirting when you have a boyfriend?
2) What's wrong with dating someone else even when you're married and having feelings for someone else, as long as you don't have sex and your partner knows?
heehee.
I don't know what got into me today. I'm feeling really really siao. Must be because the hols are ending and I wanna have fun before it does....
so I'll post another funny email that another friend sent me.
When a relationship ends, a woman will cry and pour her heart out to her
>girlfriends, and she will write a poem titled "All Men Are idiots". Then she
>will get on with her life.
>
>A man has a little more trouble letting go. Six months after the break-up,
>at 3:00 a.m. on a Saturday night, he will call and say, "I just called to
>let you know you ruined my life, and I'll never forgive you, and I hate you,
>and you're a total floozy. But, I want you to know that there's always a
>chance for us." This is known as the "I Hate You I Love You" drunken phone
>call, and 99% of all men have made it at least once.
>
>SEX:
>Women prefer 30-40 minutes of foreplay. Men prefer 30-40 seconds of
>foreplay. Men consider driving to her place as part of the foreplay.
>
>LOCKER ROOMS:
>In the locker room men talk about three things: money, football, and women.
>They exaggerate about money, they don't know football nearly as well as they
>think they do, and they fabricate stories about women. Women talk about one
>thing in the locker room: sex. And not in abstract terms, either. They are
>extremely graphic and technical, and they never lie.
>
>MATURITY:
>Women mature much faster than men. Most 17-year old females can function as
>adults.Most 17-year old Males are still trading baseball cards and giving
>each other wedgies after gym class. This is why high school romances rarely
>work out.
>
>MAGAZINES:
>Men's magazines often feature pictures of naked women. Women's magazines
>also feature pictures of naked women. This is because the female body is a
>beautiful work of art, while the male body is lumpy and hairy and should not
>be seen by the light of day. Men are turned on at the sight of a naked
>woman's body. Most naked men elicit laughter from women.
>
>BATHROOMS:
>A man has five items in his bathroom - a toothbrush, shaving cream, razor, a
>bar of Dial soap, and a towel from the Holiday Inn. The average number of
>items in the typical woman's bathroom is 437. A man would not be able to
>identify most of the items.
>
>CATS/DOGS:
>Women love cats. Men say they love cats, but when women aren't looking, men
>kick cats.
>
>OFFSPRING:
>Ah, children. A woman knows all about her children.She knows about dentist
>appointments and soccer games and romances and best friends and favorite
>foods and secret fears and hopes and dreams. A man is vaguely aware of some
>short people living in the house.
>
>LAUNDRY:
>Women do laundry every couple of days. A man will wear every article of
>clothing he owns, including his surgical pants that were hip about eight
>years ago, before he will do his
>laundry. When he is finally out of clothes, he will wear a dirty sweatshirt
>inside out, rent a U-Haul and take his mountain of clothes to the
>Laundromat. Men always expect to meet beautiful women at the Laundromat.
>This is a myth perpetuated by re-runs of old American sitcoms.
>
>MIRRORS:
>Men are vain; they will check themselves out in a mirror. Women are
>ridiculous; they will check out their reflections in any shiny surface:
>mirrors, spoons, store windows, Joe Garagiola's head.
>
>TIME:
>When a woman says she'll be ready to go out in five more minutes, she's
>using the same meaning of time as when a man says the football game just has
>five minutes left. Neither of them is counting time outs, commercials, or
>replays.
>
>FRIENDS:
>Women on a girl's night out talk the whole time. Men on a boy's night out
>say about twenty words all night, most of which are "Pass the Doritos" or
>"Got any more beer?"
>
>RESTROOMS:
>Men use restrooms for purely biological reasons. Women use restrooms as
>social lounges.
>Men in a restroom will never speak a word to each other. Women who've never
>met will leave a restroom giggling together like old friends. And never in
>the history of the world has a man excused himself from a restaurant table
>by saying, "Hey, Tom, I was just about to take a leak. Do you want to join
>me?
I want to go round the world too...as a travelling minstrel/songstress. I'd sing for my meals, stay in shady motels where lotsa interesting people are in, maybe have a fling or two and be happy happy...haha. Maybe in the process I'd get treated to drinks by agreeable clients... also, being a street busker could be fun, complete with gypsy tamborine. Would anyone like to join me? And then if we have no lodging and are cold at night we could all just cuddle up and watch the night stars in the sky....ah....so idealistic rite?
Had great fun today. Really really fun...maybe it's the fun in being able to win kenneth in pool for once. Haha!
Aiya, fine, just being with him makes me happy. Time passes so quickly among good friends...Can't believe that I actually forgot there was econs tuition today while playing pool with him! Argh, felt so so so so bad. Maybe I'm turning into a bad girl afterall. All your influence kenneth!!! HMPH!!!! Can't believe I went to play pool behind my parents' back and not going for tuition and not doing homework...and studying geog with you is SOOOO unproductive! Everything else seems so much more interesting than the geog! The esplanade view, the kids around, the CDs, the cute guy standing on the esplanade balcony ledge, even the intriguing sight of your feet and your skin peeling off!!! Argggggh!!! Couldn't study AT ALL! 2 and a half chapters in 2 hours SUCKS!!!
Anyway, got home, and started chatting on the phone with thaddeus (overseas friend). And fiddling with my jornada...didn't get any work done at all!!! I'm guilty guilty guilty! Damned already lar....sigh
Talked to thaddeus about the most unimaginable things. Guy is married with a son already and we were talking about teenage romances, and vibrators, about how he bought one for his 15-yr old wife for christmas and how she likes it, (apparently it's handbag size and she can use it in the classroom) and threesomes and fivesomes and how some friend has a lesbian lover AND a boyfriend, and they don't mind having threesomes together....REALLY CRAP. And then he's extended the invitation to all of us to go over to australia to have some fun with them! Hahaha. Gosh.....what is wrong with my friends =P
Whyfore be lovers, 'twixt in twain,
Shackled. Chained. Bound.
In pain.
Oh yearh, and all my written christmas cards have become New Year cards. :)
Oh yes, I must emphasize.
WE HAVE WHOLESOME FUN!
we dont' drink, nor puke on people's floors, nor have sex or anything.
STRICTLY WHOLESOME FUN!
don't you wanna join us? :)
I love you!!! VJ perc section!
Don't know why, but being with them leaves me with only happy memories. Perhaps its because we're so removed from each other's lives we can confide freely, and discuss issues any way we want to, or maybe because being with you people is like spending time with GREAT friends. I can feel so happy doing silly things and wasting time, I don't even understand why.
No, I don't think I wanna go anywhere without my friends. Maybe going out with my family would be fun though. We've already somewhat planned the itenary(sp?) for next year... going Thailand to visit my Pa, and then going to Korea from Thailand. It'll be funny though, if there's no direct plane, and we've got to transit in Singapore. But I think there will be lar. Then after that, I'll bring my winter stuff to Japan, and stay at my Pa's jap friend's house in Kobe! (hopefully!)
Have ta save up next year.
How'd ya ppl like the new layout anyway. Mucho tweaked. I wanted the boxes to have different colours, kinda like the rainbow? But I'll leave that till later. And we need to find some web page space to host all the pictures. Maybe in the interests of sanity, we'll prevent Gabriel from posting pictures : )...
Anyway, nice to know you're reading Debbie's blog, Geraldine... Leaving footprints all the way sigh. I'd rather people not know I'm reading their blogs. I think they'll write more freely that way.
It was wonderful fun putting that Tag-board thingy up though... looking through the code of the page, running various sums and algorithms through my head to see what exactly this page is doing. SIGH! I MISS programming!!! But maybe I'll just make a nice web page for the R(A) people. Shall work nights on that, and days on my homework. Resolute.
The only problem with the web right now, is that it's so multiple media based. I can't draw very well, in paper or otherwise, and I can't just get models to take photos anywhich way I want them, which kinda restricts the sort of pictures and content available for me. I suppose, what I'm really good at is taking material, bending it here and there, modifying it, and making it into my own creation, than working with raw materials.
Hmmz. wondering if that's really my own work. Maybe I should credit the sources of the modifications.
If I could, I'd go backpacking with my friends on a limited budget, visit shady motels, get into fights with the homeless, wonder where we'll be having the next meal, and seeing all the sights of places around the world. My world is so sterile!
Sigh...reading all my friends' blog posts about their overseas vacations is making me feel rather wistful...
Why couldn't I go on a vacation too? *sobz* haven't been on a real one for about 3 years already... malaysia really doesn't count.
Sigh.....my wanderlust is infecting me so much I want to just take the next flight off to some distant country....
why why why............
*sobz*
Merry Christmas People! *hug*
Hope you have a fun-filled time!
Haha okay... I'll take up your challenge...
Ummmz... haven't been blogging much or even thinking much. Decided I want a nice easy low key life.
Strangely, the last time i did the fortune teller card thing, I got the ace of dime next to my first card twice in a row. :)
Haha... just got inspiration from Xiao Au Jiang Hu.
Linghu Chong's always so carefree, why get entangled in matters of love - Ping Yizhi
No wine, no women, no fights, what then is there to live for? I'd rather die now than later, for death will come anyway. - Linghu Chong
Though I'm supposed to NOT agree with Linghu Chong.
Hey kenneth! Don't worry, your maths will never be as bad as mine! Go ask anyone, gabriel could tell you that ;)
Let's set a goal for ourselves lar =) By the next common test, let's see who can score better for math. Okie? Yea!!!
haha... all the things we've invented, religion, community, race, country. All are but ways to artificially pull people together.
It's always been about people. All those lofty theories. Without people, what theories?
Now restarting on Adom. Its strangely addictive. Though playing it the way it's meant to be played (e.g without backup savegames) is rather wearing on my nerves.
hmmph.
stuck at home muddling my way through maths, and thinking... damn, did I even go to school at all? Why haven't I seen these things before.
And even better, its the week before school reopens.
I think I'm really not matching expectations, those of others and those of myself. Maybe its there somewhere. But where did it go??? Where did it fly to?
Had a really fun weekend. Really. My mind's in a whirl, tired too. Has my mind ever like really woken up? Or said like.. Hey I'm feeling fine today... lets go and memorize some maths formulas and think alot!
Nope. Only having the usual Do Not Disturb sign at the door.
Nope my comp doesn't crash when it visits this place.
I love the changing colours of the template too!!
" this seems to be kenneth's blog with assorted snide comments"
LOL. And that's one of those snide comments :)
Kenneth, you really shouldn't let the censorship thing get you down. Though, god knows, even if you disclaim responsibility and invoke the sacred principle of Caveat Emptor, you will *still* get in trouble, as I should well know. So maybe you should abide by Caveat Venditor :) Move it once in a while, or something.
Something on censorship from my blog:
"I think censorship and muffling of people is very wrong. What can there possibly be that, when uttered, causes such grievous harm to someone that the utterer has to be muffled? If you don't like what you hear, just walk away or ignore the person. You certainly wouldn't want to be silenced for no good reason. The material that people desired censored may be offensive to some or many, but offence is in the mind of the beholder. Material that offends racial, religious or other groups may be banned wholesale because it is xenophobic or breeds hatred, but if it can be shown to be wrong, ludicrous and totally not based on fact, its case will collapse of its own accord. By banning something, you just show that you are afraid of it, and have no way to show that it is wrong. Perhaps that is because it, dare I say, has a grain of truth in it?
Freedom of speech is supposed to be had here, but of course there’s the clause about public health, order and morality. This qualifier can do wonders, for public interest is very broadly defined. It is noteworthy too that in the Soviet Union, freedom of speech was available – subject to the same restrictions.
Freedom of information may be a little idealistic, but, hell, it's one of the few ideals that cynical me holds to. Anyhow it doesn't exist not because its existence is unfeasible, but because malignant forces suppress it. And not everyone can obtain information freely - even in places with Internet Access, the Powers That Be clamp down vigorously on "undesirable" sites such as those exposing the true state of their countries (eg Zimbabwe, Saudi Arabia) [NB: I'm rather proud of the fact that the SBA doesn't try to censor sites that give an alternate view of our country, at least not that I know of]"
Oh and this is a perfect template to drive unwelcome people away. Do you know just how CPU intensive rendering this blog is? I'm sure Screwed Up Girl's computer crashes whenever she visits this place.
I suppose one of the benefits of blogging is the extreme clarity of hindsight. To know what you thought you knew at that time, and to realize how wrong it actually was.
Sighz, I can't sleep.
Why does dawn come so slowly?
And why did it come so quickly yesterday?
Staring at the ceiling. Blankly.
Had a very nice outing yesterday. Got a call at abt 11.00pm to go to the airport to meet some VJ friends to Ton (sp??) haha and we were all jokey and stuff, and the perc girls were crazier than usual. We argued over how to spell ton (thawn, thon) some one said its T-O-N, and me and fren both said, but that's TAN! Haha... and another joke about the concert they just had, and the lameably lame lines like.
Person 1 (can't remember if its guy or gal) : Finish?
Person 2 : Finished
Person 1 : Ladies and gentlemen, the unFINISHED symphony has just finished.
Person 2 : Har har.
And our stroll to the skytrain to get cards, while the guys acted heroically to obtain cards for us, cos, NO ONE HAD CARDS! haha and they ran all the way there to realize that the card and assorted stuff selling shop has been replaced by Delifrance. Suggested to go look for SIA girls.
Sighz... and a Stich (doll, bear, cuddly thingy) was called Hou zi hua guo shan ( I'm not sure if there's a sun infront of it) cos one of the perc members who gave it had a nickname Wukong.
And how we tore up coupons just to make cards, and how Angela started moaning about her angels which she was trying to draw, and I drew realistic spades, and Wukong drawing really lifelike cards. Hehz.
Then we played this pig thingy... something like mahjong, and how we were all trying to make conversation, cos anyone of a higher level of piggyness talking to someone of a lower level, and the lower level person responding, will automatically promote that person to a higher level. Hah... And Angela saboed the rest of us, and Wukong who suggested the game lost the first round by reaching the seventh level.
The second game had a very evil Michelle Ho (in full so I don't forget) haha. She's very nice! Totally funny. Saboed the rest of us. Especially ME. Hmph. And she's really good at acting and stuff and making us unawares. hehz. But her slow reaction time made her last. Really really slow.
Then after that got some ahbengs who were too bored, and they started singing, and playing a ringtone over and over again, and trying to pick up the girls in the perc section, and a really mad michelle wanting to punch them up, and we relocated to Coffee Bean.
Quite nice, had an interesting conversation with Lloyd and Angela and Wukong. Mich went lala land right in Coffee Bean. Talked about singaporean guys/girls, Japanese Korean girls, what the expectations are and stuff, nail lengths, and all the while just trying to stay awake, and talk and think and talk. And I felt that we all spoke freely, cos of fatigue, and cos perhaps such a gathering will be rather scarce.
Ahhh there's so much... so fun. Like the time I took a pic without bothering to count, and mich told me to say 1 2 3. Haha... she said somethign like. Some photographers say 1 then snap, others say 1, 2 snap, or even one 2 three snap. But you photographer arh never even say one. (can't remember this line exactly.) then we had another picture taken, and I commented that the photographer really had professional ethics, cos he said 1,2,3 before snapping.
And we played with Stich's hair. Calling it certain hairstyles, and wanting to gell that lil' blob of blue hair. And someone used hairclips on it. When I babysat it, I used it as a convenient neckrest. And wukong was throwing it around and stuff.
And me and Angela listened to Fen1 Shou3 Kuai4 Le4, and I sang it to her & wukong in coffee bean, and later we sang it while walking to the MRT. I started rather high, and breathless, and decided to drop one octave after the first stanza. Its really nice to have a friend sing with you.
And we talked about materialistic singapore girls. And I found that Angela had rather similar views, and didn't mind being dependent. And I was quite amused to be labelled eligible. And nice mich sharing her rather flaky cheesecake. I didn't want food cos I just ate. But it was nice of her.
And how can i forget courageous and heroic wukong. : ) Talking about how guys like wukong are already obsolete. Wonderful gentlemanly things he did in one night. Helped look for cards, helped Angela look for missing purse + handphone. Helped to go get stich from a really far place. Rushing to help his juniors fix the snare drum even though he had a concert last night, didn't sleep the whole night, was running around and stuff. I suppose he's a really good model of a gentleman. Haha.. even got learning points, this trip.
Got to know mich a lil' better. She's really unselfconscious, and can really get comfortable anywhere.
And we sat at the viewing gallery, seeing the planes in the boarding lanes, and trying to see the stars, which were obscured by clouds, and Angela telling me how she loved touching the glass panels cos it reminds her of airplanes, and her trips overseas, and how she likes window seats. It was nice to have someone to talk to... haha who knows what could have happened if I stayed in VJ.
Oh and we talked about how to have intersch relationships, and I was all against it cos I don't think the level of love can be as strong. And perhaps, if not being as together will lead to a less painful breakup, why even bother with a incomplete love relationship?
Yeah, its quite nice to be back with the percussion section.
OH NO!
I typed out a really long reply but it got wiped away by the blogger server...
sobz....
Anyway, I guess I'll just cut my long story short, since I don't have much
time left to blog.
Just wanted to tell you that I don't think we were being paid in paragon.
It was for the Laotian childrens' fundraising closing ceremony. That was where
you saw the cheque. Hodge was giving it to the organizers, the money that RJ raised
during the metro fund-raising thing?
Yeah, we were paid when we caroled at chijmes and when we're caroling at changi airport,( going to use the money for our new gowns i think...)
but not when we went to the old folks homes and hospitals. Didn't tell you about that right?
RJ didn't go to that many this year, think sicheng contacted them too late or something, so
most of them had other people going to carol already, but RGS used to do lots. We went to childrens
homes, hospices, that kinda thing =) It was really really fun...
This year RJ just went to Ling Kwang home, Mt Alvernia hospital, and the paragon thing. Also
last night we went to perform at the boys brigade fundraiser closing ceremony. The thing ended at 9 pm.
It was at the outdoor makeshift stage near wheelock. And by then we were really exhausted. Yechao almost fainted
because of the heat, and there were alot of flies sucking our blood as we waited for our turn to perform.
We all weren't feeling too good, the gowns and blazers made us feel as if we were in some desert, and our high-heeled shoes
were giving us blisters, but we still went on...
We couldn't be hear very well in the end. Choirs can't sing outdoors well because the human voice doesn't resonate as much as
an entire band........that's why you rarely see choirs outdoors.
In the end, however hard we tried, we still couldn't be heard and everyone was feeling rather dejected.
So when I read your entry I felt really hurt.....
and not very well.
Last night was hell, couldn't sleep. Was burning up with fever I think, called yechao at 3.30 am to talk 'coz we both felt
so bad. Stomachs churning, couldn't eat, couldn't sleep.
Sigh...
Oh yeah, and the musical terms for rising and falling would be "crescendo" and "decrescendo"...
Choral singing really is very different from band. Don't be so...condescending?.oh nvmind, forget it.
Anyway VJ choir has a population ten times bigger than RJ 'coz they get J0s to sing with them. Sung with them last year rememeber?
And that was even more commercial 'coz they only sang in all the hotels like Ritz and Raffles...
Lotsa churches bring festive joy to the neighbourhoods...
Will go rest and study now.
=( Still feel rather saddened at all your misconceptions on caroling. To me I don't care if I'm carolling to the rich/the poor, the young/ the old, as long as God's word is spread and it brings a little festive cheer to people. It makes me happy when I see people stop by and listen with a smile on their faces...
well.. she started it. she left. I suppose I took over it cos I couldn't be bothered to start another.
Though this blog has been moved once, so it may no longer be what it used to be.
Anyway.
Today was fun, though I wanted to kick myself in the theatre. Bought 12.30am tix instead of 11.45pm tix cos the 12.30am had better seats. It wasn't until I entered the cinema before I realized that I'd have watched it on the SECOND day, instead of the OPENING day. Blehz. Better late than never I guess.
Movie was great, but I shan't spoil it for the rest. Its a Legolas lover's wet dream. : ) And a Gimli lover's nightmare. But rather good, rather good.
Its rather interesting, the movie watching mob at midnight. There's like so many types of BO as the deodorants wear off or something, and everyone looks so tired. And you have the uncles in Ts, that look more in place watching a R(A) movie, and the yuppies in officewear, and the dating couples, who, being so late, can hardly even look at each other, what more talk to each other. Saw a couple in the Taxi just staring blankly into space. And another couple where the boyfriend fell asleep! And the exiting crowd all sniggering and pointing at him. At least those that weren't zombified by that time. Fun stuff.
Walked around in the rain, couldn't be bothered to run. However, saw the funniest thing, one girl wearing a skimpy tube, and a translucent top to make it less revealing having the translucent top turn transparent under the pouring rain. I'm sure she made a few eyes turn.
I don't know why Choir turns me off. I really liked the VJ one, but it was more a musical style than anything else. Perhaps it was the plodding rhythms of the carols, or the all too familiar tunes. I couldn't stand the rising and falling of the volume levels, as they made their way through the song. I suppose it's expression, but to a band, that's just laziness. Maybe its all different disciplines. They looked good though. And arelly's new hairstyle's good. Better than before.
Before I met them at the choir thingy at Paragon, was just thinking about how it all smacks of commercialism. All this caroling business just to put shoppers in that giving mood, and making them spend more subconsciously or otherwise. And I found it sad that a school choir should sing in a shopping centre, bringing music to those who can afford to spend, and are rather well heeled (judging by the labels and brands in Paragon), and for a fee I hear? (didn't know what the cheque business was about), but rather than bringing music to the masses, like singing a neighbourhood park, or a town square. I suppose the idea was exposure really, but how different is it to sing in a well air-conditioned shopping centre.
In all my years of band (4), we've always performed at indoor concerts, or else we'd bring music to the gardens, to town centres, to the neighbourhoods. And its always about spreading the love of music. To bring music to those who may never have a chance to hear it live, and to influence those who may have never heard band music before to go check it out for themselves.
I suppose carolling's purpose is in adding to the festive mood. Its just sad that the festival is so commercialized, and that carolling itself, has to be a commercial transaction.
actually, did you start this blog? i thought it was claire.
Hmmmz thinking about who gives this blog power anyway. If this blog had no audience, I suppose, it would be totally irrelevant to people's lives. But somehow, I've heard that it DOES have an audience. So therefore, I should watch my words or something to that effect.
But hey, before this audience thing happened, this blog had no influence so to speak, that it remained strictly private for friends and my reading pleasure. So being empowered by my audience, I suddenly have to change what initially attracted them to this place, and not be so frank about stuff? Weird.
Who's fault is it anyway that what I write here becomes so widely discussed It can't be me, cos I don't even know who's reading this, so I absolve myself of responsibility BECAUSE I have no idea who's reading this, and to all intents and purposes, this blog is expressly for me and my friends.
Therefore, I conclude, that the controversy, whatever controversy exists, that I don't know about, is caused by the audience reading what they're not supposed to be reading in the first place.
Hmmz. So in the end, the audience is complaining about their own fault?
Kinda reminds me of the censorship fiasco.... if people watch only what they can deal with, then there will be no need for censorship in the first place.
I like the new template... its rather refreshing to have the blog in new colours everytime it starts.
I'm sorry I didn't recognize you chris kang... hehz wondering why you looked so familiar at the pool place... Just didn't put two and two together... Sorry~!!!!
Anyway, hopefully you're reading this. Or maybe not.
dunno where the rest went.
this seems to be kenneth's blog with assorted snide comments
Whatever made you write such lovely poetry? Fleeting moment of inspiration?
And ooh ooh oooh.
What touching poetry, what true love.
Love.
As if there was ever such a thing.
Can you deny for that moment that you loved me?
And what did that moment bring you?
Eternal damnation.
Haha,
Love.
Don't be so full of it.
My petals were pristine yesterday.
Budding flowers, with a hint of lavender,
A slight tingle,
Perhaps anticipation,
I'm uncertain.
But as my passion and yours mixed,
I could feel those blood red petals,
darken and fade,
wither and die,
And I hate you.
And then there's nothing left to hate.
Except to hate myself.
I am the endless forever.
I am your hope.
You have no need for silly words,
nor any need for warmth,
or friend, or family.
You are now one of the cold.
One of the alone.
One of the endless.
You will be free, immortal, powerful.
Isn't that what you've always wanted to be?
Now I've granted you your greatest wish.
So stop whining, and take your place by my side.
I was sleeping (aren't they all)
when this Monster~ came into my room,
and stood watching (the silly girl)
And I could feel his presence,
and I shivered,
not with cold,
but the hope (hopeful things aren't they)
that he would come into my house,
and share what I have.
And be with me,
til the endless forever. (poetry~ poetry~)
I hold you in my mind,
fixed immobile,
holding you fast,
as my head swings down,
and your face swings around.
Too slow,
too late.
And I sink my fangs into your sweet tender neck,
and your eyes roll in their sockets,
and your blood in your body,
rushes into my blood and my body,
and at once, we share one heartbeat.
Lub dub,
Lub dub.
Lub.
Hi there Veronica!!!
Intro please! Say something leh! =)
Welcome welcome to this nutty sticky butterscutch sundae...hope you enjoy your stay in this gluey mess.
oooh hihi welcome a new member to the blog!
Its been a long time since we had someone new haven't we? Veronica from VJC symphonic band here to join us.
Template's cool! But the colour rather sux...
It's today it's today it's today!! I'm so excited!
And I can't find my camera AGAIN!!! Arrrrrrgh.....
*rushes around house trying to find camera, stockings, dress up and eat breakfast all under half an hour*
arrrrrgh......
Don't hold us hostage to your homosexual preferences, or your ego mania. Remember. This blog is a family affair.
Oh I just wrote a letter too. Yeh.
SMS must be like, err, the worst way to profess your affection for someone.
And, gah. What's that about me and Humber Humbert? Hmmph.
The template's too boring, so I'll just change it ;) If there are any violent objections, I've saved the old one, so fear not :)
Sighz, I must be the absolutely luckiest thing in the world. First, pirated CD waiting for me in school, saw some councillors dancing, talked to some really nice people, to offset the negativity of some other really not very nice people, Saw justina smiling, happy for her. Met this really nice concerned HOD of chem that firstly, recognized my face , called me by name, discussed me dropping chem, and remembered that I'm in the govt internship. I was so touched!!!! She doesn't even teach me. I'm very very sure she's the best teacher around. All my friends say so too. I think Miss Low told her her concerns about me dropping, I assured her its nothing personal, that I wanted time to read on my own, instead of struggling in a subject I don't really need for uni entrance. And yes, from my own mouth, because of my own touchedness, I'm no longer mad or burdened about the Low affair! And that's probably because I walked in and out of RJ thrice! I'm dumb... kept remembering things to do in RJ, and people to meet. I also wanted to see the crushed lockers, but they were rather far away... back gate's closed now.
And then went to macs, and started writing my beautiful christmassy letters, and thought about the sadness and stuff and the leaving, and the lost loves. And really wrote angry depressing letters. Only Miss Low's one was unstained. But I think I'd better rephrase and recomb through that letter, try to be more sensitive, and word more carefully.
Anyway. After all the letter writing, it rained, being gloomy, and my mood darkened... was listening to THAT CD? and the part where if she'll only hold an umbrella for someone else, why wait for her in the rain. Sighz... and all the pedestrians like walking mushrooms...
Anyway, got to my tution teacher's place, who happened to be tutoring my brother's class. Really had fun seeing that tution teacher again, and he talked about buddhist philosophy, and how people shouldn't give up easily, and used chasing girls as an example, and yeah, all the while actually telling me to study hard for chem, and persevere. Ahhhh I love my teachers.
Haha.. then there was this girl, rather prettily dressed, who got an F9 for some subject, and brother got 182, and lives in somerset, kept turning back to gawk at me. Haha, my brother alleges all the girls turned back to gawk at me. Had really funny conversations with my tution teacher, when he wasn't teaching anything, cos he recycles his jokes for over decades, and I'd always prempt the joke, and make funny asides, and stuff. Smashing stuff. Yeah and that girl looked really smitten. Ah.... all in a day's work. Oh he gave me this device with lotsa springs on it and challenged me to squeeze it and work it.. haha ... my face nearly popped out, but I managed to squeeze the thing closed once. hehz *applause!*
Yeah fun fun...
Told a girl i love her over an sms... couldn't elaborate properly cos my handphone was running out of batt. Then talked to her over mIRC when i got home, and she said she liked talking to me too, and if I had stayed in VJ, who knows what might have happened. We agreed to stay in touch, play pool, and maybe go to her house with the rest of the band folks for mahjong. Smashing stuff.
Felt like a huge load was removed from my shoulders today.
REALLY REALLY REALLY happy. I didn't know so many people cared! Oh yeah, arranged a date too, cycling with another VJ friend on Tuesday.
I think I can sleep sweetly tonight.
How can I demand anything more? And how can I accept anything less?
My mother once told me, that the most important thing in a pair of shoes, is comfort. And even if the shoe fits, I really want it to fit comfortably. I want it to be a second skin, and cushion my footfalls. Yes. Comfort above all.
I wonder sometimes, of every girl I truly liked, what exactly did I like about her. And certain attributes do come to mind. Appearance has nothing to do with it. I don't believe I've ever liked a girl because she was pretty. I think prettiness is distracting, I could never have and hold a discussion with a pretty thing... she's always surrounded by people, leeches that I do not crave contact with.
No, they are plainer sorts, but earnest. Perhaps even egoistical, but gentle and kind. To me, a relationship always has a bit of ribbing, teasing, a playful tension, where she's like a really good friend, and nothing we ever say could ever offend. Sometimes it takes place physically, the teasing, and punching and kicking, sometimes its mental, with witty jokes, and really lame asides. And when we get together, the conversation just flows. Naturally, like the dribbling of sweet honey. There's no need to think, but feel, and say what you feel.
=) An extremely skilled person could use honesty to manipulate people too...
Sigh. I shall go on a diet again. Heehee.
Perhaps Gabriel sounds like Humber Humbert because of the way the both of them can't stop using cheeminology...
Well, just be glad that both of you are still in your teens and thus, can still be considered to have
normal tendencies for young flesh...but if in another 10 years time you guys still like 15 year old girls then.............................
And don't be too pessimistic kenny, if your anabelle doesn't leave you when you find her, then you won't turn into Hyde! Yay............
Sorry, I've been rather insensitive. And I think I'm gonna be manipulative. You've been warned. Nahz. I shan't be. I shall be honest.
Today was quite an interesting day... Moped around, cos couldn't find people to go out with, decided to camp in my room with a nice cup of iced tea, switched on the air conditioner, and enjoyed Lolita. Somehow, I quite sympathized with Humbert Humbert, and Lolita, and their predicament. Humbert Humbert's really smart, and witty... sounds somewhat like Gabriel...
Humbert Humbert shares certain similarities with me. Witty at parts, a tenderness for young flesh (not totally me, but I did say that girls were best at 15), sensitivity to scents, (he described in depth how he could go behind all the scents the girl applied, and smell her raw), scheming mind (almost, but I hold back), acutely intelligent (me not so, I'm no prof, but I'm above average...), a romance with the great outdoors. THe only thing I don't share, is his passion for love. Maybe I'm just looking for my anabelle, to jumpstart the transformation from Jekyll to Hyde.
We had racial harmony day in RI once and we got Indian food. I declined to eat much of it because it was hot, and one Indian server (a student), scolded me for "spoiling the occasion" so I walked out of the Boarding House's Dining Hall.
*hugs*
You'll will get over it in time dear. It won't be easy but no one can help you more than yourself. Don't live a life of denial, it hurts. Take care..
Oh, if you want to go out to browse at photography books at kino or library@esplanade, let me know. Hope you got my sms sent a few days ago but if you didn't, my hp no. is 93760829.
Love ya!
It has grown from one day to a week.
NOW I remember. The STUPID PA announcements! That was it! STUPID.
RJC should seriously start revamping racial harmony day!
The ones in RGS were so much better, at least we got to taste malay/indonesian food or something, for free.
I will always be grateful for the time when I finally told somebody how I felt about him.....and we're still such good friends, and we are each in our own happy relationships ( different relationships ). At least my heart is rather at peace to know that he is happy......
If you love them let them know. Or else just let them go...What is the use of prolonged torment?
At least once your heart is broken, you can wait for someone new to come by to piece it back together again.
But if you continue letting it just ache and rot away.......
Once racial harmony day (isn't it day? Or has it septupled now?) is over, we all go back to racism month!
I'm off tomorrow, so.
Block off from 24th-1st or 2nd Jan, but I'm going to London :)
The cheongsam's more restrictive than the chinese wedding dress. Incidentally, the Chinese word for Emperess means "behind the throne" and Emperor "in front of the throne". More sexism in their culture.
Thinking too much can depress you
A love letter, doomed never to be sent.
You know not what ailed me this year, those sleepless nights, the emptiness in my heart, the desire to fill it, those reasonless mood swings, that addiction to the computer. No, you know not. And I knew not too, the reason for all these troubles, all those feelings that I�ve never felt before. Not till I laid my eyes on those all too familiar purple letters, those familiar letters I�ve already forgot�
I hate you.
I hate you, for all the things you brought into my life that I�ve never had before. I hate you for all the wonderful memories, so that I could never see others the same way I saw you. I hate you, for being there, when I was neediest. I hate you, for teaching me love, but never teaching me lust. I hate you, for being the sunshine in my darkness. I hate you, because I could never be you, and I�ve always wanted to be like you. I hate you, for all your presents and cards, giving me hope against hope, that I actually meant something. I hate you, for making me forget you, for taking all those memories that I hold dear to my heart, and burying them in the sand, and forgetting them, and saying they don�t matter.
Haha� how could I ever forget you. How could you even think that I could forget you, or even deny your existence. How could you be so selfish? When you made me forget you, all I forgot was myself. All you did, was make me lost in a world I didn�t even understand anymore, like a bad dream, a bad nightmare, an endless dark.
Whenever I go out, to all the places we�ve gone to before, whenever I eat, or sleep, or type, or think, or write, or play, or run, or draw, or even talk and make friends, it all seems so pointless. How can all these little things replace everything that I�ve lost? How can I build an entire world, from grains of sand.
Maybe I was dreaming. If only dreams could last forever I should never wake again. For when I wake, all that I see and feel, is but the muted feelings of the walking dead.
I hate you. And I hate myself more, for not telling you I love you. You've stolen my heart. Can't you, Won't you take my soul?
well... they had the messages in multiple languages, once in some language, and another time in english? And we were all stoning in the sun, cos we didn't understand spanish or malay or japanese.
Dumbness...
Haha, of course I meant next monday. Silly... >P
Racial harmony week? Woah.. did you get to dress up for the whole week? That'll be such fun.
I haven't recieved any christmas cards too! *sobsob* Haha but I blame the postoffice for it. Heehee.
I'm starting to feel abandoned *sobz* I haven't even received a single christmas card. *sobz*
Maybe I better start posting mine out first....then perhaps I'll get something in return? =)
I think going to other peoples' houses are interesting, 'coz you get to know them better, like what they usually do. You can picture them running about their daily activities...you'll better know what sorta books they read, what sorta baths they take, what sorta games they play or if they have little fluffy companions on their bed....
Just found out that the other fraction of my class had a "class outing" to ubin and didn't ask my whole group along.........hrmmmm...................
Kenneth! Shops closed go clubbing lar! =) heh heh
I can't remember a thing about racial harmony week.....really nothing.... remind me?
Felt pleasantly happy today. A brown manila envelope, holding a flimsy card, with my name on top, and my address in a familiar purple font. Sighz. It's nice to receive little treats once in a while.
I don't have friends over often, nor do I go to people's houses. Perhaps its the sort of friends I have, or the sort of person I am, I just CAN't Don't Like going to houses.. unless there's something particularly interesting to do, or company of some sort. Still, I suppose its improving.
Spent the whole day online, kinda cos there's nothing to do, also kinda cos I know I should be studying. I wonder how people keep themselves happy in the holidays... Though I'm gonna just keep calling people and asking them out and stuff. Used to just amuse myself with computer games. But somehow, without the game playing population around, its kinda sucky. And everybody's so busy with their little things, I'm not sure we even have things together. At least if my class gets together, its probably the little factions.
Mmmz..... Got all ready to go out, but Zhen Qing finale + Unbeatables 3, = all shops closed.
I sometimes wonder if I could have changed things if I started calling people up. But i hate calling people up. Its the dissapointment.
We did larh..
we had a racial harmony WEEK I think.
By monday you mean next monday??
ehhz...
I think monday's over and gone.
Yeah gabriel will have problems. But I'd rather meet up on weekdays... weekends are SO crowded.
Oh so maybe Pauline was wearing a viet costume. We were wondering which race exactly it is.
Spent today doing physics, its really fun when you get the hang of it. Only wish chemistry will be as fun, but every time i see pictures, I just feel sick. Equations are so much easier... And words even more so.
Gonna go out tonight. THink of what to do for the dear friends I've met this year. People post your adresses?
Yay!!! Outing!!! =) Free on monday, wed, and friday afternoons. as well as saturdays I guess.
Gabriel may have problem with booking out right?
i don't mind going later either. By then it could be a Christmas party =P
I don't recall any racial harmony day in jc....did we have a racial harmony day??? *blur*
Hanging out at eastcoast sounds good but it'll have to be on Monday beacause I'm going off to Bali next week. Oops. Will be back on the 21st though if you guys don't mind going later. By the way, when does your holidays end?
I think the traditional chinese wedding gown differs from the cheongsam but I'm not quite sure. Maybe it's just the extra head-dress that makes it seem different.. does everyone know?
Yeah, it does depend on how you wear the sari. I think most girls wear saris for racial harmony is because nice cheongsams are harder to find and they're usually pretty expensive.
Haha, I so agree with you that the female vietnamese costume is sooooo pretty!!! Everyone used to just sit and admire the vietnamese scholars when they came clad in their traditional costume! It made them all look so sweet! haha, do you guys still have racial harmony day in JC?
Hey lets have a blog outing, since Yujing's here in Singapore with us.
I'm free the whole of next week.
The rest?
we'll probably go eastcoast for bowling, cycling, and I dunno, hanging out?
I think the traditional red wedding chinese gown isn't exactly a cheongsam.....
it's the one which makes you look like a pretty china doll =)
The cheongsam, if I'm not wrong, was worn in the old days by mainly the songstresses or prostitutes...
the rich young ladies wore variations of the cheongsam top too i think...
but I don't ever recall traditional brides wearing the cheongsam.
but modern ones definitely ;)
If I weren't so fat I'd wear a cheongsam.....not sure if I can fit into my old cheongsam top anymore *sobz* I only wore it like......twice for racial harmony day? *sobz*
I guess it depends on how you wear the sari that makes you look shapeless/shape-ful
I think an interesting thing to wear for racial harmony day is the vietnamese girl costume. shaped something like a cheongsam. saw a couple of people wearing it during last racial harmony day... pure white and very pretty.
Gives an air of "miss saigon".
Closed my eyes, rested on my bed, with the windows dimmed and dark. Suddenly remembered some of the things that happened this year, all in black and white. Running for council, the happy times we had at SRP, school in VJ ( I could swear I smelt it, and tasted it, and touched it), and imagined myself, sitting next to each and everyone of the people I've met this year, and reminisce, and talk about what I felt about each and everyone of them, and what each and everyone of them felt about me. And talk about the things we did, and used to do, and just talk about this totally confusing, event filled, THING, that is this year.
Yeah, I'd like to sit, in a half darkened room, and talk. And think.
I think red cheongsams look great too... too bad so many chinese girls like wearing shapeless saris for racial harmony.
My body clock still functions in the awaking hours of Aussie...argh! But here's the questionnaire
stuff I keep on my bed:
Spore: 2 pillows
Aussie:1 doona, 1 pillow, jumpers and long pants that vary in thickness
stuff I keep on my nightstand:
Don't have one as I always sleep on the top bunk of the bunk-bed but my laptop, roseary and alarm clock are always close-by.
CDs that are in easy reach at all times:
I use mds. Most of them consist of compilations.
stuff that I do every morning:
switch off alarm clock, wash-up, eat breakfast (if there is any or if in the mood)
stuff that I put on my face every morning: moisturizer
stuff that I have in my handbag:
mobile, wallet, digicam, eye drops
story behind my username(s):
yujingc- YuJing Chiam
jade & gold- yu(jade), jing(gold)
pinkfuzzycat- named after my pyjamas
longest time i've stayed out of the country/where:
approximately half a year to study in Melbourne
one thing i'm grateful for today:
able to see my parents in the morning and cable internet connection
favorite high school memory:
Erm, I like most my school memories but not sure of a favourite one.
Dream Wedding:
Haven't actually thought about it but it'll probably be traditional as I think the red Chinese wedding gown is gorgeous. Haha.
Favourite quote:
Probably would have to be the one by Sister Elizebeth
my first heartbreak happened when i was...:
I can't remember it. I like to rid my mind of unhappy memories, haha.
school picture buried in my bottom drawer:
the one that is buried deepest would be my Ormand East Primary School prep photo.
weird preferences:
Can't think of one now
one thing I'll never understand about the opposite sex:
Hmm. It varies depending on the indiviudal.
TV character I'd most want to be
Lisa Simpson.
would like to be a guest on...:
Rove Live
weird sleeping habits:
I talk in my sleep?
summer plans for 2003?:
Singapore! Yay!
favorite song right now :
ryam adams-maybe be your baby tonight
line from any song :
everytime i get started, you pull me apart
disney songs known by heart:
Everybody wants to be a cat
dream house:
House in Toorak or near Brighton Beach. They're massive. Most of them have at least a garden, a swimming pool and a tennis court.
favorite pair of shoes:
my prom heels
first five things I'd splurge on if I was a billionaire:
an ibook, ipod, 6.0 megapixal digicam, authentic version of photoshop, air-conditioners for home
weirdest/funniest nickname anyone has ever called me:
jinx?
three favorite cartoon characters right at this second:
haha, the powerpuff girls!
magazines I read on a regular basis:
time or newsweek
nine things I wear daily:
glasses, contacts, earrings, clothes, watch, shoes, i think that's it
eight movies I'd watch over and over :
The Aristocats. Don't have any more.
seven albums that matter:
what sort of albums?
six things I touch everyday:
irritating question.. my computer, the woover, my pillow, the fan, the 2 phones
five things I do everyday :
eat, sleep, sing, read, talk
four bands that I couldn't live without :
Everclear. U2. The Beatles. Garbage?
two people that have influenced my life the most:
my parents
one thing I could spend the rest of my life with:
God.
yesterday I...:
went down to orchard road and met up with friends I haven't seen for ages! Whee!
today I...:
am going to see the Red Hot Chilli Peppers in concert
tomorrow I will...:
hopefully watch Treasure Planet
five snacks I enjoy:
hei bai pei, apple crisps, pop tarts, lollipops, prawn crackers
things I can't live without:
sleep, air, water, good food
my top five guilty pleasures:
Annoying my brothers and certain friends. Being late, haha. Spending too much money on food and clothes. Not listening in art history. Smsing under the table during maths.
top locations I want to run away to:
Canada, Valencia, London, Dubai, China
Sorry an edit. After watching the MTV, I changed my opinion, and therefore my translation.
I can't pass your message, no use in forcing fate,
But I don't want friends to love so painfully,
Love has no right or wrong, but there must be happiness.
If she's only willing to hold the umbrella for someone else, why must you wait for only her in the rain
Made coffee for you to warm your hands, hoping to protect your heart from the wind,
but you decided to take a walk, saying the cold wind will make you more clear headed.
you said you're not afraid of breaking up, only lament and unhappiness,
valentine's day is comming, only you're left.
actually to lovers, every day is valentine's day.
fen shou kuai le, wish you happiness,
you can find someone better,
don't feel like staying in winter, tired and heavy hearted,
gonna fly to a tropical island for a swim
fen shou kuai le, wish you happiness,
only leaving the wrong one can you meet the right one,
Leaving the jail of love's like taking a slow car
Seeing through everything, then your heart will be peaceful
no one can confiscate someone else's love,
You look prettier when you're confident.
And the beast shall be made legion. Its numbers shall
be increased a thousand thousand fold. The din of a
million keyboards like unto a great storm shall cover
the earth, and the followers of Mammon shall tremble.
from The Book of Mozilla, 3:31
(Red Letter Edition)
Should I agree with this? Rather dubious... sounds a little like chop logic mixed with a smattering of self-denial.
Out of Sight, Out of Mind
The oftener seen, the more I lust,
The more I lust, the more I smart,
The more I smart, the more I trust,
The more I trust, the heavier heart,
The heavy heart breeds mine unrest,
Thy absence, therefore, like I best.
The rarer seen, the less in mind,
The less in mind, the lesser pain,
The lesser pain, less grief I find,
The lesser grief, the greater gain,
The greater gain, the merrier I,
Therefore I wish thy sight to fly.
The further off, the more I joy,
The more I joy, the happier life,
The happier life, less hurts annoy,
The lesser hurts, pleasure most rife:
Such pleasures rife shall I obtain
When distance doth depart us twain.
~ Barnabe Googe.
let's jump on the bandwagon and do the deuced thing while we're at it, eh?
stuff I keep on my bed:
olly the bear, spotty and ducken from ikea, MP the musical pig (actually, he farts when you hit him), my pillow, a duvet and a fleece blanket
stuff I keep on my nightstand:
no nightstand only chest of clothes drawers. 20-odd beanie babies, some sewing pins, state quarters, alarm clock, bible, "daily bread" type thing
CDs that are in easy reach at all times:
simon and garfunkel, kit chan's home, joseph and the ATD, variations on pachelbel's canon. violin adagios
stuff that I do every morning:
wake up by alarm clock, go back to sleep, wake up 15 minutes later, jump out of bed shocked at the time, go to bathroom, eat breakfast, wake my mum up, jump into car.
stuff that I put on my face every morning: moisturizing cream
stuff that I have in my handbag
i, ah, don't have one.
story behind my username(s):
sky watcher: no idea. i like looking at the sky, that's all.
pigwinged: who knows, pigs may fly someday. genetic engineering will take great leaps.
pajaromadrugador: bird of the dawn from a choir song in spanish
longest time i've stayed out of the country/where:
USA too. left s'pore august 6th '01 but unfortunately i'm still there (here)
one thing i'm grateful for today:
i got to eat of 3 different turkeys on thanksgiving
favorite high school memory:
not done high sch yet, couldn't tell you
dream wedding:
no idea
favorite quote:
i honestly can't think of one right now.
my first heartbreak happened when i was...:
what heartbreak? i'm an innocent.
school picture buried in my bottom drawer:
lots. but i take them out to look at every now and then.
weird preferences:
ohh..unheard of names like tiercel, tamsin or tansy
one thing I'll never understand about the opposite sex:
gosh, they are dirty.
TV character I'd most want to be:
i can't really say i watch tv. i use the vcr..
would like to be a guest on...:
whose line is it anyway?
weird sleeping habits:
apparently i growl.
summer plans for 2003?:
exchange prog in europe or maybe japan?
favorite song right now :
elysium, which is set to the tune of a pavane, you laid aside your majesty, (too many more)
line from any song :
when the singer's gone let the song go on.
disney songs known by heart:
lots and lots.
dream house:
gaudi-style (spanish architect), that i design myself
favorite pair of shoes:
my first pair of bball shoes, black michael jordans.
first five things I'd splurge on if I was a billionaire:
no idea.
weirdest/funniest nickname anyone has ever called me:
anchovy. don't ask.
and bachn, but i like that.
three favorite cartoon characters right at this second:
i donch watch cartoonsh.
magazines I read on a regular basis:
ho idea. do i even read magazines?
nine things I wear daily:
watch, earrings, clothes. um.
eight movies I'd watch over and over :
maybe lotr.
seven albums that matter:
huh?
six things I touch everyday:
the doorknob, my schoolbag, a plate, cutlery (inc chopsticks)
five things I do everyday :
wake up, eat and sleep
four bands that I couldn't live without :
i don't really do bands.
two people that have influenced my life the most:
my mum. and my dad.
one thing I could spend the rest of my life with:
a sycamore tree.
yesterday I...:
played violin until 12.30am.
today I...:
had 3 tests.
tomorrow I will...:
hopefully go on a field trip, if it doesn't schnow.
five snacks I enjoy:
green apples, whipped cream, ice cream especially haagen dazs gelato coffee
things I can't live without:
air, water
my top five guilty pleasures:
my pleasures are all clean, thank you. i thoroughly enjoy hearing myself sing charlotte church songs loud and high though, especially when my brother is doing his hw on the other side of the table.
top locations I want to run away to:
singapore, or castellvell in spain.
It's not your room that's haunted...
it's your mind...
A little thing we wrote. Feel free to add on. It was done in a paragraphed, alternating style.
A dreary morning (god this is so obvious). She rubbed her eyes free of the tendrils of sleep. Looked at the mirror, and was shocked fully awake. "Oh~ God! Which monster is that!" she shrieked in a high nasal voice. Shielding her eyes from the painful truth reflected in the mirror, she glanced downwards at the clock, now fully awake. "Oh sigh, why am I awake so early today?"
Then she realized that today was MONDAY. SCHOOL! "Oh !@$) $%&). She ran to the mirror again and peering at her reflection let out another dismayed sigh. Why oh why is today a pimple day?! It's Monday andI'm supposed to go to school looking like a freaking cottage cheese??? Argh...."
But she knew that she had to hurry up or her mom will start nagging again. Therefore Katie rushed to her bathroom for her usual morning routine of primping, plucking, showering, shampooing, curling and goodness knows what other weird concoctions she applied to her face to mask that dreadful piece of cottage cheese.
Of course, Katie being who she was, even walking up early would end up in being tardy. She was only moderately late today, having missed Assembly, 2 periods of Physics, 2 periods of Chemistry, and 2 periods of PE. Well... She'd get there in time for lunch.
Stumbling out of the house, all prim and proper with her skirt only 6 inches above her knees, and blouse neatly ironed, she was actually thankful she didn't miss lunch. Been having hunger pangs all week from her latest diet regiment. Of course, while looking for her shoes (the white ones, she didn't own many of them out of her 100 over collection), the caked on makeup fell to the ground like brown snowflakes, revealing all the little peaks on her pockmarked face.
But being in such a hurry she didn't really realize the bleak
reality of her face that resembled peeling wallpaper and jumped on to the bus as she saw it rolling down the street of her house. On the bus, she grabbed her little heart shaped sparkly luminous pink compact out of her minute handbag ( she didn't see much point in carrying her school books usually) and started doing the last minute touch ups before arriving at her school. While on the bus and staring at the mirror,she started to dream about Kenny, all his masculine charms, all the little ways in which he made
her day that little bit brighter. Not that it wasn't already Neon Pink, but he helped. Yeah kenny. Although she didn't really know his full name, nor where he stayed, nor which class he was in, nor which CCA, those things weren't important. She'd been dressing to impress the whole week. And Kenny, dear dear Kenny, would be drawn to her like bees to honey. It'd be like fishing. And she'd been wearing fishnets all week.
By the time she arrived in school, Katie was already blushing so brightly that the blusher she wore could have been done away with. Indeed, her friends all commented that she was literally glowing. Like some overbaked strawberry short cake. All the same, she dropped by her locker in the third floor corridor first before goign to class for afterall, what was the hurry? She was late already anyway. Opening her locker she gazed longingly at the photo of Kenny that she had attached to the locker door. Oh Kenny...just looking at the image of him sent tiny ripples of electricity tingling up her spine and she couldn't pull her eyes off for a full 5 mins. But suddenly the ghastly ringing of the "Big Ben Chime" of the schoolbell rang and looking at her watch, she realized that it's time for lunch! So she happily trotted down to the canteen to catch up with the latest gossip with her fellow bimbotic cheerleader friends,and also inevitably to see if lady luck was shining on her, meaning to say, whether or not Mr Handsome was lunching anywhere near.
She stared at the cheesecakes on sale. Buy one get one free, the sign said. She stared and stared, it was so tempting. All that yellow creaminess, and not to mention fat. She blushed a shade of deep red, standing so close to temptation she felt almost indecent. She jumped, at a sudden tap, and all giggling behind her were all her friends. Ohhhh.... if she could find a hole she'd dig all the way in. Caught in the act! "Well... " she mumured, "Why don't we all share two pieces?" Her twenty friends all blushed a deep shade of red. "Okay~" they replied shyly.
So all twenty of them bought that two tiny pieces of PURE
CONCENTRATED TEMPTATION, and started savouring the delicious smoothness of the cake, while all twenty of them were bent all over the table, their overly short skirts creeping up to reveal a lot of pure white creamy thigh that started elliciting the many gazes of the ruggers at the next table.
Slowly, Katie uncovered her eyes. She couldn't believe what she'd just bought. "Its so sinful!" she shrieked. And stared at that piece of cheesecake. Oh... if only Kenny was as easy to get as a piece of cheese cake. He'd be equally sinful, she was sure. She reached out, almost reverently, and took a pinch. All the other girls did the same... Each girl eyed the piece they held in their hands, couldn't bear to put it into their mouths almost. Too good to eat certainly applied here! Still, even the stoutest mountain can be moved with determination. And cheerleaders aren't nearly as resolute. Slowly, the fingers crept towards their mouths. Inch by inch, centimeter by centimeter, millimeter by millimeter. Almost there. "AHhhhhh!" Katie shrieked, pointing at the stairwell. "AHHHHhhhhhhhh!!!!!" All twenty one of them shrieked. Who else, but Kenny walking down the steps. At that very instant, with reflexes faster than the Air Rifle team, in perfect synchrony bettering the School Band, all 21 compacts came out at the exact same time. "Click!"
Sauntering past them, Kenny decided to pay them a special visit today. "Good afternoon ladies *wink* " He certainly was a charmer wasn't he? Of course, with the gorgeous looks of Gilderoy Lockhart and the smooth moves of a typical movie star, he was able to captivate every single girl in the school with just a hint of a smile crawling up the edges of his extremely delectable mouth. However, he decidd that there was only ONE girl worth thinking of....but who it was remained a secret for he did not really feel "up to her standards" as yet. Amazing isn't it? For one as big-headed as him, but true....love is a funny thing.
Anyway, back to the canteen. While Kenny was paying a visit to the cheerleader's table, from the edge of the table he spotted someone else sitting silently, alone, at the table next to it. That, that girl....there was something different about...some mysterious feelings about how her hair shone in the sunlight and how she stared out into blank space,one could literally see the thoughts fomulating in front of her.......the way she seemed to GLOW with an aura of multi-coloured splendour.......her eyes, her face, the way she SMILED! Kenny thought he was about to have a heart attack and faint at the spot. Or perhaps he was simply feeling nauseous from the smell of the mixture of cheap perfumes from the cheerleaders' table.
The more he gazed at her, the more that stirring grew, not from down there, but from deep inside, from a place he never knew existed. Her eyes glistened, glowed, with the texture of jewels, clear, sparkling. In her eyes, he could see spring, and summer all at once. The very essence of life lay in those eyes, and they were feeding him, sustaining him with all that he needed. He realized that he needed no lunch today, he'd be totally content, just looking into those eyes. His gaze took in the rest of her face. Too perfect, too perfect. A slight impish grin, a beautiful nose that had character, wonderful skin, that looked perfectly smooth, like that of a china doll. He very much wanted to reach out, there and then, and caress that smooth skin, to feel for himself if a thing of such beauty actually existed. He reached out, and touched... wet clay.
All the girls noticed his hand reaching out, and almost instantaneously, all of them pressed their faces in the general direction of his outstretched hand. Visibly irritated. He stood up. And all the girls fell by his feet. He strode, such strength that was fake, an act, became satisfyingly real. He sat. In front of the angel that had stolen his heart, all within a few moments, a few moments almost eternity.
